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The cool boy

Two black eyes look at me condescendingly. The man's gray hair was blowing slightly in the wind, as was his long, dark coat. The sight of this man made me feel cold. How can someone have such hatred in their eyes? But he wasn't there alone. Another man stood next to him. He seemed a little younger, but his clothes were black too. He also looked at me numbly. A dog took a seat next to him. With a loud growl, he made it clear to me that I should obey.
So I sat up heavily. My legs ached and I couldn't even feel my arm. My whole body was shaking, and slowly I felt the cold that surrounded me. It wasn't a miracle either. It's pretty cool in the middle of the night.Suddenly my throat started to choke. As if by reflex, I put my hand over my mouth and coughed. A warm liquid filled my mouth until I spat blood.
I looked up when I heard a cruel laugh. The old man before me probably found my suffering very amusing. Just wait! Your laughter will soon pass!
I was roughly grabbed by the upper arms and lifted up. Since I didn't notice two men coming up to me, I almost got a shock. What shoud that? Get rid of me, please!
“Take her to Block B!” Those were the only words from the man after he turned and disappeared. The two musclemen who held me didn't hesitate and dragged me through a back entrance into the house.
The corridors we entered were dark. Only now and then were a few torches hanging on the damp wall, which lit up the corridors a little. I didn't even try to fight back. It didn't make any sense. I used up all my strength in my fight with the dog.My feet touched the cold floor. The two men next to me dragged me to a rotten wooden door. It didn't look very tasteful, but I wasn't expecting anything else. A burglar doesn't deserve anything else. With a squeak the door was opened and I was taken inside.
I shuddered one more time when I saw the steel bars in front of me. These were slightly green and behind them you could only see darkness. Should i stay here? Everything but not that! Are they crazy? I haven't committed such a serious crime that I deserve SUCH punishment.
Apparently, because the men just threw me into one of these dungeons and immediately locked the door with a key. As soon as I felt the cold ground beneath me, I knew that I would not have good times here. I looked around heavily. Damp walls, chains attached to the walls, puddles in the corners ... In a word: the horror.And here I will spend the rest of my life. Oh my God! A prison was better than that! There you can at least get something to eat and a bed. I'm not even sure I'm getting this too.
Strangely, I pull myself to one of the walls and pull my legs up. The wound on my arm is still bleeding profusely. Of course I thought that this injury would not be treated here. I look thoughtfully at the red as it ran down my white skin and dripped silently onto the floor.
I still couldn't believe it. Ken didn't even help me. Just left me there. I would never have believed him to do something like that. Just let someone down. I always helped him wherever I could. And when it came to my life. Because we have sworn to always protect one another.
I can still remember my first mission very clearly. Ken suggested an easy target for me to gain experience.We were supposed to break into a butcher's shop and get provision for ourselves. While Joel, Adam and Chrisine were distracting people, I ransacked the storage room for Ken and David. But fate wanted me to be caught. No sooner had I left the door than a police car pulled up right in front of my nose. I didn't even have the opportunity to run back because I was pulled into the car with a firm grip.
I was 16 years old then. I lost my mother when I was 6 and my father worked a lot. That's why he couldn't tease me. That's how I got to Ken and his gang. Everyone was very nice, so I thought nothing bad about settling in with them. But I quickly had to find out what this life was like that Ken and his friends lived. We have to hide day and night. Have to sleep in dark or narrow streets. Only sometimes are we lucky and can find peace in an abandoned factory. At first I detested this life.But gradually I learned to take care of myself in this world.
Of course, I could have gone to a home and lived like a real girl. However, this would have been unbearable torment for me. Because I wasn't like the others. No. I had a special ability. However, I don't know whether to call it a good gift or a bad gift. It is very helpful in some situations. But people loathe me because of my shape and present me as a sin. I find that they are exaggerating. However, you cannot understand this. You don't have these problems and thoughts. When you don't know who you really are. If you don't know why you're still alive, because people can't stand you anyway.
That's why I stayed with my friends. They had the same burden on their shoulders. That is exactly why we got together. We swore that we are there for each other and that we will always stick together.Ken apparently forgot about this. But I set myself my task and tried to distract the mutt. With little success, but I've tried. And what does he do? Just run away and let me solve the problem on my own.
I feel how individual tears find their way down my cheeks and leave behind an uncomfortable sting. Now I'm crying about that bastard too. I should forget about him. Because he definitely won't get me out of here, that's for sure. If we couldn't break in here now, how would they ever get me out of this prison. No. That's impossible. Slowly I notice how tiredness takes hold of me and wander into the land of dreams.

[~ Kais Prov ~]

I walk down the dark corridors. What does my grandfather want from me again? Hopefully I don't have to try one of his new training methods. I really don't feel like doing that. The last time it was enough for me.But I don't have a say. When I get to his office door I hear loud talk. I listen carefully to what is going on.
"Yes! ..... Everything is ok! ..... You only get the money when it is here! ..... Mh!"
Apparently a telephone conversation. Nothing of interest to me, because it's none of my business. So I'll wait a little while my grandfather is still talking. Because he hates it when you bother him. I keep my Dranzer in my pocket. I don't know why. It's just a good feeling to have someone with you. Even if it's a bitbeast. He has helped me out of the worst situations several times, even when I gave up everything. That's why I'm very grateful to him. He's a real friend ...
The wooden door bounced off the wall with a loud bang. Boris stormed out of the office and tore the door open so hard that it almost collapsed when it hit the wall. Is he mad?What stung him? Almost running, he strode down the long corridor, ignoring me at all. Apparently something didn’t go the way he thought it would. Serve him right!
“Come on in, Kai!” I immediately heard from the voice that my grandfather was not in a good mood. I closed the door behind me, which was cracked in the middle. Boris apparently did a neat job. Now I dedicate myself again to my grandfather, who is sitting behind his desk and has various papers in hand.
“What is it?” My voice sounds cool. This was the one thing I learned from him. Suppress feelings. Actually very useful if you have a job like me. I look at him with disinterested eyes.
“I called you because I want to discuss something with you!” He paused briefly to pick up an envelope. "In the US I have an important meeting that I absolutely have to attend. That's why I'm leaving tomorrow.But this should not hold you back in your trainings. You know that the researchers can do without me. And Heet will take care of you while I'm gone. You're in charge of the house while I'm gone! "He paused again. He opened the envelope and handed it to me." I also changed your training program. Read it through! Everything you need to know is in there. I'm counting on you! "That ended the conversation.
With an "Hm" I stepped out of the dark room. So a new training program. What did he come up with this time? I read the article carefully. Actually, not very much has been changed about it. Just that my fights take a little longer and they are carried out in a different environment. Nothing very worldly. But I knew there was more to it than that. He's up to something, otherwise he wouldn't have called me.
However, I couldn't deal with this problem as Boris entered the aisle again.His expression was angry. He came up to me with loud steps. But I don't back off a centimeter. He doesn't scare me. But I quickly realize that I should make a different decision. I was thrown hard against the wall and gasped painfully. With a violent jerk Boris had pushed me against the wall and grabbed my neck. Without hesitation, he squeezed. What was that in the dangers? Does he want to kill me?
As best as I could, I tried not to show anything. I start the attacker cold, in the hope that he would let go of me. Of course, Boris was well known among the Bladers for his mighty qualities. Everyone knew this man was incalculable. So nobody liked to stand in his way. However, he did the math without me. He won't intimidate me like the others. He can get rid of that! He had already tried several times to get me training.But this was unsuccessful. With me he has to use other methods. But unfortunately he has already found it ...
The air was getting scarce. That sadist was still holding his hand tightly on my neck. But he's slowly going too far! Shivering, I raised my own hand and tried to loosen my grip. But this only caused the attacker to tighten his grip.
"W ... what ... wil ..." Damn it! If he continues to choke my breath, I can say goodbye.
“You want to know why I'm doing