razor-sharp teeth, i bite bullets.

Things finally seemed like they were beginning to pick up pace. For once in almost a year it felt like Serena could almost see her goal within reach. What was that goal, exactly? To challenge Katherine Fairburne once more. She hadn't forgotten her original purpose. Not for this entire year. She'd been training, gathering and strengthening her team. With M.A.G.M.A. starting up again, strategies formed with Ceri Glynn, plans set in motion with BARNABY FINCH, and someone who could relate to the burning hatred she felt (Rowan Wrynn), Serena was closer than ever to pulling the trigger. She just needed to see just a few more things through to the end before she was satisficed enough to feel comfortable confronting the elite four member again.

So here she was. In some back ally abandoned warehouse for another training session. She admired Atticus' gusto. He had a lot of potential, she knew that much from their previous mission together. She hoped that this little thing they were doing for M.A.G.M.A. would also serve to highlight him in the eyes of the top brass. They could always use more trustworthy people who could get the job done.

Both her mentor and Mars had been informed about the battle taking place here. She wondered if they would show up to oversee the results. Regardless if they did or didn't Serena had a job to do. It'd been a while since she'd battled so seriously, but this was a limit test for her. Had she grown as much as she believed she had in this year? Or was she still as helpless as she had been when Katherine stole everything from her that day?

Only time would tell.

"Atticus." Serena addressed him as she silently approached from behind. Outwardly she didn't show that she figured what the plan was considering they were in an underground fighting ring. She'd let him do the talking and be prepared regardless. She glanced around the place, her eyes drifting over strangers as she did so. While she was aware of this place she couldn't say she'd ever been here before. But still, there was an odd since of familiarity here. Almost as if in another time and another life she had stood here in one of the most exciting battles of her life.

Strange.

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razor-sharp teeth, i bite bullets.

"Serena." Would be Atticus' reply before turning around to face her. He closed the distance between the two of them, all the while Serena never once took her gaze off of him. "Try to look angry or disgusted... Please?" he said as he leaned in close and whispered to her. Serena's resting bitch face never changed while he did so though. "We are the main event tonight. I was able to fill some pockets so we could fight each other... Just act like I'm shit talking you or something. Just for appearance's sake."

"If you wanted to be in an acting gig with me, you could've just asked you know. I know some people." She whispered back before a twisted smirk formed on her lips. "But I understand." and it was true. With a suck of her teeth and a moments glance away she winded back and slapped Atticus across the face. "I understand that you don't know who you're fucking with!" She rose her voice a little louder as she began her act. This started to gather some attention to them. Hoots, whistles and murmurs could be heard from the crowd as those that sensed confrontation began to gather, and those that knew what was about to go down readied themselves.

"If you want your ass beat so badly just wait till the appointed time." Serena said with a sneer as Atticus rubbed his face with an electric glare of his own. Serena didn't give him the satisfaction of a retort, instead turning on her heels and moving towards her side of the waiting area until their scheduled match. She'd apologize for hitting Atticus' later.

***

Thirty minutes later and it was showtime. Other's had gone up to the ring and duked it out but the crowd was roaring and ready for the two of them. Serena had been on her side, meditating. It was just a ruse anyway but if she was going to be in character she'd go all out. Not to mention her mentors might be watching, she needed to show what she was capable of. As she stepped up to the ring her vibe was completely different than that which Atticus had seen before.

It was murderous. Tapping into some of the rage she had for a certain defector of rocket she'd channel it at him and hopefully they'd have an entertaining result. This was his plan after all so she was sure Atticus would be able to hold his own, at least for a little while. Her crimson glare landed on him as her jaw became rigid. "Let's get this over with."

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