The exam

The next morning I was awakened by a strong shaking. "Get up! Otherwise there will be no food!" said my fellow prisoner. “It's good.” I groaned, not realizing where I was. Only when I looked around I saw everything again and the strong girl took her place again. “Hey what's your name anyway?” “Everyone calls me Max. And you?” “Let's all call me Cha.” I said and got up. I heard the food cart coming. And to be honest, I was really hungry. When the boy arrived at our place, he looked at me fearfully. "Don't worry, I'm not doing anything. You did your job perfectly." I said in a gentle tone and took my bowl from him. He looked at me rather confused. I smiled, sat down and ate. "Well, the boy is really scared of you. I wonder what they want from you. You don't look like someone who is involved in bad things." "If I only knew." I sighed and finished eating. "Hey what do you do with the plates. Push them through the slot." "Yes, then they are broken." He just shrugged his shoulders and threw his plate through the slot. I mean too. Then I sat down on my "bed". "And how do you become an arms dealer?" I asked out of curiosity. "No idea, one thing led to another. I've always been interested in guns. And I grew up in the ghetto and a buddy of mine had a legal gun shop, but also an illegal one. I don't know, but I have the illegal one taken over and I'm number one in the arms dealership industry. ”He smiled slightly. "I can imagine. No wonder you are here. You probably hear a lot." He nodded.
Suddenly I heard footsteps and a few endless seconds later someone was standing in front of the dungeon. The same guy who captured me back then. I got up automatically. "So you want to know why you are here?" he asked and it sounded bored."Sure, I don't want to die here." I said in the same tone. "You have a lot of courage, little one. I could kill you anytime." I shrugged my shoulders. “There's probably a search command going on in my home town and in a few days I'll be branded death. What the heck?” “I think the boss will like this attitude.” He said, now a little more enthusiastic. Then he took a key from his pocket, opened the dungeon and grabbed my arm. I knew I shouldn't say anything. I could end up back down there anytime. He dragged me down the hall, up the stairs and out the door. It was now light outside. We went on to a large building, a villa. I was dragged past guards who willingly gave up. So he had to be a higher animal. I, on the other hand, was just stared at. My face didn't show fear, it showed certainty of victory. I might as well have been jumping around with happiness. It would have had the same effect. The looks followed me literally. Finally we came to a large black double door.
He knocked and waited. After half an eternity I heard a “Come in.” He opened the door with one hand and then pulled me inside. I was in a large office. Simple but very noble furniture was standing around here. "Ah. Who do we have here?" said a guy in the desk chair. I assumed he was the boss, at least of this property. "You wanted to tell her personally." Said the guy who was holding me. "Oh yeah, right." He eyed me. "Is that really her?" he raised an eyebrow. I practically shot up. I gave the guy who was holding me a hit with my head. He staggered back. All drew their guns at the same time. "It's okay, I wasn't planning to kill anyone. I'm not suicidal." I said and stood up normally. The one holding me came up behind me."Ah the way I see her has a strong character. So you're Charlotte O'Neil?" I nodded. "Well, I heard you are a unique fighter." "In my field, yes." “Well I wasn't expecting anything else.” He got up and walked around the table. "I've heard a lot about you. Well. You surely know who we are?" I nodded again. "Well I want you as an agent," he said. “That means I'm supposed to kill people for you?” I raised an eyebrow. "Yes, you should do assignments for me, of course only if you pass the exam." "Well, since I have no chance to get out of this anyway. What kind of exam?" A live and dead fight against one of my boys. "I nodded. "Okay, I'll take part." "Good decision. Black-Shadow, give her some clothes, guns and a shower." "I will." It came from him. He wanted to drag me along again. “I have eyes too.” I growled slightly and followed him instead. He leads me to a small apartment. "Stand in the shower. I'll put the things here for you. You stay here until I get you and don't touch anything." I nodded and disappeared into the bathroom. When I came out wrapped in a towel, clothes and weapons were already on the table. I put on my clothes and blow-dried my hair before turning to the guns. There were three pistols and a pile of knives. I hated guns. I sighed and put the pistols and then the knives in the pockets of my clothes. A black suit and black boots. I even had black gloves. I sighed and looked around. The way it looked to me, I waded here for quite a while. I walked around a bit and looked at the little apartment. She probably belonged to this guy. His bookshelf was full of heavy leaks like Faust. Hard to believe that you can read something like that.
Finally after half an hour the door opened."You can come," he said with a confident smile. On the way to the place where the fight would take place, he said, "You have no chance against this guy, not even the slightest one." I shrugged my shoulders. I was not impressed. What worried me, however, was that I had never had a gun in my hand, let alone the bullets. I sighed. We entered a hall. It must have been a large warehouse once. Now there were boxes of wall and other stuff that you might need for training in such an organization. “You're dead,” Black-Shadow muttered. I nodded and took a deep breath. Then I stepped forward. My opponent, a closet, looked at me like I was a parasite. That gave me a little buoyancy and I even managed a malicious smile. "Well, that's your opponent." Said the boss and disappeared up to a grandstand that was secured with bulletproof glass. Black-Shadow was gone too. I took a deep breath, then got into the fighting stance. "Little one I'll flatten you with one hand." He said with a look at my body. Now I literally grinned. "Have fun then," I said, pulling out a knife that I threw at him. He dodged cleverly and drew his gun and fired. I was just able to get behind a wall. I also drew my gun and released the safety catch. Keep calm, Cha. You can do it. I told myself. Then I looked around the corner. The guy hadn't moved yet. I sighed and chose a Moor on the other side. Then I ran, gun drawn, and shot at it. I didn't aim or look either. I even made it behind the wall. Shots had hissed just past me. I had a wound on my cheek. That was close. I took a deep breath again. I grabbed the second pistol and started running again. This time I took aim and hit him in the arm. He, on the other hand, hadn't caught me. I suddenly relaxed.Why was I so worried? I automatically raised my chin. I had to get to him. Up close, I had more chances. My head only knew the target now, just like in the other fights. I made a spectacular jump over the wall and landed safely on my feet. Then I shot forward and avoided the shots as best I could. I finally did it. I stood right in front of him. I didn't even pull the knife. I just hit him like that. I used all the punches I had, but the guy seemed to be made of steel. And he parried many of my blows. My brain works faster. I took out one of the knives and threw it on the wall. He was only distracted for seconds, but it was enough to ram one of the knives into his leg. “You little beast,” he growled and threw me against the wall. Shit that hurt. I straightened up and found that he had dislocated my arm. I growled slightly, but had to take cover again, he had drawn the third weapon and was firing at me. Behind the wall I found that I only had the third weapon. The other two were behind the next. I sighed. Then something came to me. I just had to be faster than him. He was more of a clumsy guy. I straightened my arm again. In karate and the other sports that people did, it could come to that, that's why I knew that. The crack was ready for the stage and echoed through the whole hall. I shot right past him again from my hiding place, he had not expected such a lightning attack and only reacted when I had long since drawn my weapon and fired.

He a lot. I approached him slowly. The gun ready to fire. I nudged him with my foot when I realized I'd shot him right in the head. I sighed again and stopped. "I would say he's dead."I said and seconds later a couple of guys ran around and checked if he was dead." Yes, he's dead. Girl how did you do it " "No problem for me. "I said looked condescending. Black-Shadow moved towards me, followed by the boss." Wonderful. She's really good and she's untrained. “The boss was grinning all over his face.” Welcome to the Black Wolves. Black-Shadow, we will assign you an apartment and give you your mark. Oh yes, you also need a name. "He thought about it." How about Minni. "Said Blacky, as I already called him in my mind." No, ah, I know it. Welcome to the Black-Wolves Blue-Gun. "He said. I just nodded and ran after Blacky." Blue-Gun, what is he thinking. "Blacky growled to himself. Finally he stopped." Your apartment. "He gave me the keys and a pendant." You always have to carry rum with you. "He said so and disappeared. I opened the door and discovered a small apartment. It was fully equipped, even with clothes and in my size. I spent a comfortable day in front of the TV. I had stuck the tag in my hair. So you couldn't see it right away and yet it was easy to show.I fell asleep on the sofa.