Class is in session (Stryker)

Ah, training. What a gruesome process that was. It broke you, then somehow unbroke you, then did it again. But it was all needed, no matter how odd a certain part of it was it would all be utilized eventually. And no one was allowed not to take part. The Agency didn't care if they picked you up out of the land of Rambo's and badassness, you were going to go through training if you were to become an Agent.

Today was a day of such training, a new recruit Michael Daniels took a particular interest in was ready for review and then he would start the process. Michael was overseeing it personally, from what he saw this man had potential and he needed close attention. It had been only a few days after he had first encountered the male, hopefully he was ready. Stryker would be contacted and told to meet Daniels in one of the many high tech training rooms in the New York headquarters. Not all of it would take place here of course, but yeah, the bulk of it would.

"Thank you for coming Miles." Daniels would say to the male as he walked toward the entrance where Miles had to come through, his dress shoes creating an echo that bounced off the nearly empty white rooms walls. This was going to be a very entertaining evening.

"First of all, we need you to walk through the scanners over here. If I'm to do this, i need to know exactly what that armor of yours can do." Daniels said, gesturing to a doorway looking scanner, like the ones you might see at an airport. He had a feeling this might be hard for Miles, but then again, he didn't have to, he also didn't have to become an Agent.

"Second of all, i want the armor off. I need to know what you can do without it. You can never be too reliant on your tools." Daniels said, not looking to the man as he walked to a computer terminal nearby and tapped on it. If Miles went through the scanners he would read through the information before deciding just what to throw at the man, looking for his strengths and weaknesses before any actual improvement could be made. Michael was still deciding on what exactly to test the man with first, but he would surely figure it all out once he saw the data.

Deactivation would have to do it seemed, from the scanning Daniels saw it was impossible to remove without very specific tools. This of course wasn't the only thing Michael got from the scanning, it gave him a very good idea of what this suit was capable of and what it's limits were. He also got a outline of Mile's body, Daniels thought he spotted a minor limb...... The scanning showed a small fracture that never really healed right, that could be used against him. Miles had unknowingly fell into Michael's first lesson, but then again all new recruits did, there was no shame in that.

"Alright Mister Rouge, your training can begin now." Daniels said as he walked past Miles, acting as if he were just shutting the training rooms door but on the way he slipped his baton from his sleeve and swung it all in one insanely quick movement at Mile's right knee. Considering the fact Michael had shown no intent in his movements at all and how quick the sudden attack was it would be nearly impossible for someone to react to it. Honestly it was only a matter of swinging his arm out as he passed Miles to deliver an ambush blow the male wasn't expecting in the slightest.

The electrical charge going through the baton was also palpable, but not at it's highest setting, he didn't want to kill Miles. So, since that was a bad knee and he just took a high voltage baton to it, Miles would likely be off balance, so Daniels would take the opportunity to sweep his targets good leg with a sudden motion that followed almost instantly after the attack to the males knee, which was likely holding all of his body weight and the weight of his tech. If the sweep didn't work, he would just rapidly batter Mile's legs until he fell, at which point he would most definitely end up in the same position. Once the man was likely on the ground, Daniels would pull his gun and stick it in the mans face.

"Rule number one, never let ANYONE know your weaknesses. Rule number two, never remove or otherwise inhibit your main asset. I just beat you because you thought you could trust me, TRUST NO ONE!" Daniels said before clicking his gun off, just to prove a point. Right there, he could have killed the man. He got him to deactivate his suit so easily and not only that he let him scan it with no questions.

"Class is in session."

So now that that little demonstration was done, they could get to the actual training. Of course, Miles wasn't really going to be taught anything yet, not until Daniels had seen his limits in and out of the suit. After all, there was no use in teaching the man what he already knew. As for the physical end of things, Miles seemed to be in shape, but he would have to go through strength and cardio training either way. Michael would lead Miles to the center of the training room, making his way to a terminal and tapping on it, then he left. Up first would be a test against four of the most common types of metahumans. They were Agency prisoners, and they would give MIles one hell of a challenge, especelly considering the fact he had no suit.

Glass like doors would seal Daniels out of the training area, and thus Miles inside. Then four doors would slid open on the walls, allowing a prisoner each to come in. They were all wearing shackles it seemed. One was a telekinetic, one a fire manipulator, one a speedster, and the last a highly strong and highly durable brute. Of course, the speedster struck first, running at Miles at surprising speed with his fist up. He proved to be crafty right off the bat though as he didn't punch Miles, instead using his momentum to deliver a flying spinning back kick aimed at Miles head at the very last second.