Disclaimer: Weiß Kreuz doesn't belong to me. But I like'd to have Ken ^-^
I would be happy about reviews and I'm sorry if there are mistakes in this story. English isn't my native language!!!
Prologue
Everything started at a normal working day. I was sitting in front of my computer and starring at the screen. It was so frustrating. At that time I was working for a small newspaper which published articles about aliens and stuff like that. This job wasn't the one of my dreams. But I could pay my bills and had a nice apartment, although it was very tiny. At that special day, I was writing an article about a youngster who attacked some guys with his telepathic powers. Some onlookers called our newspaper and told it to my boss Kurosawa Aki. They didn't have any names or photos. But Aki thought that it was a fantastic story. Besides, there was some free space on site three of our next edition. This story was crap and the worst thing was that I had to write it. Yawning I started my job. That was such a rubbish. After one hour the article was ready. I closed my eyes and stretched. It was just midday. But I was really tired. The night before I had been out with my best friend Tomoe. We returned at 4 am and I had to get up at 7 am. So you see. I didn't get much sleep that night. But that isn't the point. When I opened my eyes there was this man. I was alone in our office and I had no idea when he had entered. „Shit!"Surprised and startled, I could just stare at him. He smiled but this smile didn't catch his eyes. He reminded me of tiger. „Good morning, Miss Kamio. Your boss Kurosawa Aki told me that I could meet you here."„Did he?"That coward. I was pretty sure that he just didn't want to talk to this freak. „Can I help you?"I tried to sound polite. „ I think so. My name is Brad Crawford. You are writing this article about the telepathic youngster, aren't you?"I nod. „Is there are problem with it? We don't mention any names our publish photos of it. Besides, you don't believe that this crap is true, do you?"I couldn't imagine that this guy believed in stuff like that. „No. But an acquaintance of me was there." „Mister. If you have a problem with that article, talk to Kurosawa. He has to decide if it's published or not."„I see."He sounded like an icicle. That man was frightening. „Okay. Is there anything else you want from me? You see, I have an appointment and must go, now." I didn't look at him. I just got my bag and left as fast as I could. I didn't know why but that man gave me goose bumps. He was kind of creepy with these glasses, cream coloured suit and that unruly black hair. And he was so tall. But I must admit that he was attractive. Attractive in that masculine way. I could feel his glance at me but when I left but I didn't dare to watch at him. If I had known at that time what I know now I would have immigrated to the moon. Just to get away from him. But now, it's too late. Let me tell you this: Brad Crawford means and is danger.
I would be happy about reviews and I'm sorry if there are mistakes in this story. English isn't my native language!!!
Prologue
Everything started at a normal working day. I was sitting in front of my computer and starring at the screen. It was so frustrating. At that time I was working for a small newspaper which published articles about aliens and stuff like that. This job wasn't the one of my dreams. But I could pay my bills and had a nice apartment, although it was very tiny. At that special day, I was writing an article about a youngster who attacked some guys with his telepathic powers. Some onlookers called our newspaper and told it to my boss Kurosawa Aki. They didn't have any names or photos. But Aki thought that it was a fantastic story. Besides, there was some free space on site three of our next edition. This story was crap and the worst thing was that I had to write it. Yawning I started my job. That was such a rubbish. After one hour the article was ready. I closed my eyes and stretched. It was just midday. But I was really tired. The night before I had been out with my best friend Tomoe. We returned at 4 am and I had to get up at 7 am. So you see. I didn't get much sleep that night. But that isn't the point. When I opened my eyes there was this man. I was alone in our office and I had no idea when he had entered. „Shit!"Surprised and startled, I could just stare at him. He smiled but this smile didn't catch his eyes. He reminded me of tiger. „Good morning, Miss Kamio. Your boss Kurosawa Aki told me that I could meet you here."„Did he?"That coward. I was pretty sure that he just didn't want to talk to this freak. „Can I help you?"I tried to sound polite. „ I think so. My name is Brad Crawford. You are writing this article about the telepathic youngster, aren't you?"I nod. „Is there are problem with it? We don't mention any names our publish photos of it. Besides, you don't believe that this crap is true, do you?"I couldn't imagine that this guy believed in stuff like that. „No. But an acquaintance of me was there." „Mister. If you have a problem with that article, talk to Kurosawa. He has to decide if it's published or not."„I see."He sounded like an icicle. That man was frightening. „Okay. Is there anything else you want from me? You see, I have an appointment and must go, now." I didn't look at him. I just got my bag and left as fast as I could. I didn't know why but that man gave me goose bumps. He was kind of creepy with these glasses, cream coloured suit and that unruly black hair. And he was so tall. But I must admit that he was attractive. Attractive in that masculine way. I could feel his glance at me but when I left but I didn't dare to watch at him. If I had known at that time what I know now I would have immigrated to the moon. Just to get away from him. But now, it's too late. Let me tell you this: Brad Crawford means and is danger.