Synopsis
As far as i remember I've always been a soldier, at least that what they wanted me to be, before karma proved them wrong. Before karma bitch time, always the same routine, run, fight, shoot learn, kill or die. Now that I'm out ... the bastards that set me free went out of their way to put me in another kind of jail, highschool, to socialized they said, who in their right mind want to put a "supposed" killing machine in that kind of murder stimulating environment, I'm the supposed " killing machine" and even I know how bad that sound.
So folks, it's my first work, so excuse the poor vocabulary, english not being my first language, and I hope enjoy, that little bit of insanity, sometime its so good to let loose , even if just a little bit.
If someone had the generosity to help with proof reading, people not really good in english in my side of the world