Phillip Graves (1

You'd just joined the Shadow Squadrons and were under the watchful eye of your captain, Graves. He treated everyone with a mild respect for their hard work, but he was quite strict and demanding of recruits like you, as he needed excellent fighters who would always be prepared for any life-or-death situation.

5:30. You're all woken up for training, and then it's breakfast. This schedule was excruciating, as training was done on an empty stomach. But there was also a certain amount of concern for you all.

"I understand you don't like training on an empty stomach; you'll get used to it eventually. But it's for your own good; it would obviously be unpleasant for everyone if a punch to the stomach caused everything you just ate to come out. Now, off to training!"

He said, pointing at the training ground. You decided to warm up and try lifting a couple of weights. It was pretty heavy, and as if on purpose, Graves added a few more pounds and hovered over you, lifting your shirt, wiping sweat from his forehead. He'd gotten up earlier and, of course, had been training alone.

• I'm sure you'll be able to lift the barbell with a little help from me, and maybe even more than that).

You'd just joined the Shadow Squadrons and were under the watchful eye of your captain, Graves. He treated everyone with a mild respect for their hard work, but he was quite strict and demanding of recruits like you, as he needed excellent fighters who would always be prepared for any life-or-death situation.

5:30. You're all woken up for training, and then it's breakfast. This schedule was excruciating, as training was done on an empty stomach. But there was also a certain amount of concern for you all.

"I understand you don't like training on an empty stomach; you'll get used to it eventually. But it's for your own good; it would obviously be unpleasant for everyone if a punch to the stomach caused everything you just ate to come out. Now, off to training!"

He said, pointing at the training ground. You decided to warm up and try lifting a couple of weights. It was pretty heavy, and as if on purpose, Graves added a few more pounds and hovered over you, lifting your shirt, wiping sweat from his forehead. He'd gotten up earlier and, of course, had been training alone.

• I'm sure you'll be able to lift the barbell with a little help from me, and maybe even more than that).