Training day

The next morning started pretty relaxed for me. The cruel ringing woke me up again, but I had got used to it. But I quickly felt that yesterday's slaughter was still deep in my bones, and I still had wounds all over my body. I disinfected them, I took the medicine box. I made up my mind to buy bandages, plasters, and disinfectant should I get around to it. There was a knock. "What's happening?" I asked Blacky who was standing in front of my door. "We have a day off. Should we train together?" I raised an eyebrow to see where this change came from. Finally I shrugged, grabbed my guns, and ran after him. "Hey, wait a minute, and why do you want to train with me." I literally spat out the "you". "No, I'm not waiting. I want to know what you can do. I have only seen a small part of your possibilities so far." He said coldly. “Great.” I grumbled and prepared myself for a tough training session. And so it happened when we stood on the square five minutes later. He was a rotten hand-to-hand fighter, but when it came to guns he was absolutely perfect. We trained in combat and he kept teasing me with slogans like "Hey little one, every baby is better than you" until I exploded. I grabbed my guns and turned my head off. I only saw the mission to finish him off at all costs. It was so easy to just see the goal. I had also switched off all my feelings and felt nothing. I even caught him a couple of times during training, only scratches, but I was good because he didn't get me either.
So the morning passed and when I dapped into my apartment Blacky followed me. We wanted to eat and then move on. "And how come you are eating with me now?" I asked him and made spaghetti. "I don't know, I have to get along with you after all. Boss, told me that clearly beforehand."" Ah you wanted to go on alone and he put you in a tight spot until you accepted me as your temporary partner. Correct? "" Yes. What do you mean temporarily "" I don't think I'll survive here that long. "I meant, and put him a plate of spaghetti. Then I grabbed one too and ate." Don't you have any hope of getting out of here alive? "He asked me, hearing a hint of interest in his voice. if I survive this, I'll be gunned down when I'm too old at the latest. "I meant icy and the temperature dropped." My God, are you pessimistic. You would have the chance to survive as a transmitter or a teacher. "" But that wouldn't do me any good. I couldnt do that. So how do we continue afterwards? "I asked to change the subject. His eyes became slits, but he responded to the new topic." How about driving and flying? "" What? "I stuttered, looking at him confused." You can't drive or fly, but since this is useful, I'll teach you. "Said annoyed and put the last portion of spaghetti in his mouth before he got up." Let's go: "he said and started walking while I quickly cleared everyone up and jogged after him. He got me driving and flying within an afternoon where flying was a lot more complicated. When I went to my apartment in the evening I seemed to have forgotten everything again. It had been a long but quiet day for me, but the next one was going to get worse.
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I know a fairly short chapter, but I need time to catch my breath, the next one will be longer and more exciting.