Ash crashed into his bed and couldn't move a muscle.
For the first time in a long time, he genuinely felt like he was going to die, as he was aching everywhere,
His instructor, who was Kruger, appeared to be the strange lady who administered the punishment to him for being late, and she was also the cause of his predicament.
If there was a word he wanted to use to describe her, it was that she was as ruthless as they come , pushing everyone to the limit, most especially him.
For some reason, he felt like she hated him or, worse, had a huge problem with him.
He thought about the very good chance that a member of his family had paid her to be cruel, but shook it off, since he could tell that she was too intelligent to fall for such.
He began listing and ruling out all options that would have made her hate him this much, but found none.
Not even the fact of his file, which showed him to be a murderer, was the reason for the sentence, even though it was plausible.
It had a flaw in it, which was the fact that he wasn't the only one brought here on murder charges.
After thinking about it for a while, he decided to rest for now and think about it later.
turning his attention to something he had noticed earlier but lacked the motivation to check .
He found a small box on the side table next to his bed , and after he checked the contents of the box, he found just two bottles of pills.
one of them was lemon green,
While the other was blue, and a handwritten note inside it read.
` I had these pills prepared for you. The green pill is a body enhancement pill; its primary use is to double the changes your body goes through, while the blue pill acts as a pain reliever. Ensure to use both to get the best possible effects.`
The moment he was done with the letter, he threw the bottles into the darkest part of the apartment, where he was sure he was never going to look again. It was obviously not a mistake he wanted to make
He wasn't sure of who sent it, so it meant that it was dangerous. It could be a kind of poison that worked miracles, but he knew the consequences of doubling the effects of muscle wear and tear,
Which would not be obvious at first, but in the long run was injurious to one's health.
And, he wasn't even sure if it was really what was in the description; it could be a kind of poison of some sort, and if it wasn't to kill him, but to have a certain effect on him, since he still had something they needed.
But on second thought, he really couldn't rule out the chances that he could be disposed of at any time.
Just thinking about this made him shiver. He had to start thinking of ways he could survive in this place because there were many things that were after his life.
not to mention the frontline, heck,k even the training was somewhat suicidal if he had to be sincere with himself.
"Maybe I should just…" his thought wandered off a little, and he forgot what he intended to say , ' just do what exactly ? ' he asked himself,f and was only met with silence and confusion.
He didn't put much thought into it, but he did seem to have noticed that he had been forgetting about a few things altogether, and it wasn't funny to him at all.
Worse still, he couldn't tell what was missing in his memory.
As he thought about this, his consciousness began to slip slowly, drifting into deep sleep.
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Ash made the same mistake this time, a few weeks later, and this time he was given double the punishment he had received the previous day, and with the mental exhaustion that he had barely recovered from.
He was so close to passing out. The training routine was somehow doubled thanks to the fact that someone managed to piss instructor Kruger off, and she was taking it out on everyone.
Even taking out ten minutes of their resting time, which was thirty minutes in the first place.
leaving them little time to enjoy their meal in the cafeteria and rest before going back for another round of torture.
"Hello, little guy," a voice called out to Ash while he was resting in a secluded part of the hall , where hardly anyone set their eyes on. He still somehow found Ash.
And with the expression he had on, there was a low chance he was up to no good.
Ash did not answer, just staring straight at him with an odd expression.
His head was tilted to the right as if trying to assess what sort of person was coming to meet him, and he decided not to answer.
" I called you , are your ears faulty ? " he asked as he got closer to Ash, who still didn't give a reply, staring at him with a calm expression.
And this seemed to piss him off even more, Ash, being good at what he does, decided to use silence, thinking that they usually go away on their own after being ignored.
It was when he got close that Ash knew that it was going to be much more difficult to get rid of such a breed of idiots.
"Hey, I'm talking to you, " the man said, getting down to Ash's level with a smug look on his face. Maybe he thought he looked tough to Ash.
"Don't scare the kid too much… he might piss himself, " another person not too far chipped in as if he was being funny, and this made his weird smile grow even more, and it was infuriating just looking at him.
" A little birdie told me something ..... want to know ?" the man asked, and Ash already knew where this conversation was going, so he just scoffed, preparing to leave .
Usually, it was going to be the man talking about him being a royal in a filthy place,
Or being a murderer at a young age,
Or a few things that they could use to tease him or make him feel bad,
Or rather, make other kids feel bad, but he wasn't in such a mood for it.
"I heard your mom was a bitch who ran away, leaving you to die. Is that true? " And that was when Ash snapped.