The boy struggled along the crowded subway station. A relatively tall girl with long blonde hair and pale skin stood impatiently tapping her foot against the floor, looking around.
"You're late," She informed the boy when he reached her and gave her a strange green rock from his blue backpack. She glanced at it then stuffed it in her pocket. "I got in some trouble with a gang," He protested.
She rolled her eyes but smiled slightly and kissed his cheek. "Come on, Hilde won't be pleased. We should get back as soon as possible."
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An olive skinned girl with blonde hair stepped off a plane in Kenya and stared around at the dark skinned natives. She didn't blend in. It would be best to meet who she came for and get them out.
She walked into the village and looked around for them. They would be a boy, there was no mistaking the hormonal signals she was receiving. He was definitely attracted to some girl in the village. She looked at a boy playing basketball with tube socks.
Tube socks? In this weather? He might have had an embarrassing birthmark, or a bruise, but her mind was made up when she saw one of two aid workers watching the same boy with raised eyebrows. He was one of them.
*LOCATION CHANGED*
The boy brushed his long black hair out of his face and attacked the tall pale dummy with wild abandon. The dummy flew across the room and hit the wall of weapons, tilting them and bringing them crashing to the floor. The boy winced and looked up at the camera before running and stacking them back up haphazardly. A voice came through the com system. "Put those back up correctly. And then come to the main room, I want to show you something."
He shook his head and then began organizing the weapons.
*LOCATION CHANGED*
The girl bit into the sandwich with gusto as a man watched her. When she finished eating, he said, "You should slow down, you don't want to get cramps, do you?"
She shrugged at him. "I hadn't eaten for seven hours, you train me hard, Conrad." She stood up and threw her paper towel in the trash and started washing her hands. The man pushed in both of their chairs and replied, "You know what I'm training you for. You know how important it is."
She rolled her eyes. "Lighten up."
*LOCATION CHANGED*
The boy packed his clothes into a suitcase and sighed. He would be leaving his girlfriend, his new home, and his high school. Although it had happened many times before, he still didn't like it.
A man called up, "Come on, John!" The boy slung the suitcase over his shoulder and walked downstairs.
