“The night was painted in crimson, the artificial light reflecting on the puddle of blood forming around the body of one of my man, it was already the third ,1 hour since the beginning of the operation. We were supposed to assault an organization involved in the abduction of several kids, one of the first cases stated approximately 14 years ago without further evidences, a classic case of human traffic. But what we found here… fuck the intel…” I though.

I took my radio to confirm that everything was not going to go worse than it already

- Unit 1, last floor cleared, 3 men down on our side, 2 lightly wounded, no prisoner here those fuckers fought till last breath, Over.

- Copy, unit 2 and 3 clear, 1 prisoner, unit 2 stay in standby, unit 3 locates the kids, unit 1 search for survivor on your side, Over.

- Unit 1 copy

- Unit 2 copy

- Unit 3 copy

-We’re supposed to be the best S.W.A.T unit of the fucking country, we took them by surprise and they still inflicted us such heavy casualties, what the fuck was that captain, those bastards where monsters, made me want to piss myself. Said the lieutenant Marshall

Voicing everybody though, it’s a was a scary night, the opposition responded heavy counter fire, cold and efficient, the worst kind of enemy, the calculating kind. I ordered two of my men to stay in standby while we search for the kids. The last 4 floors were for training purposes, we passed by combat room, weaponries, shooting ranges, the package if you want to train the perfect killing machines, miles away from the supposed slave traffic, fucking intel. Nobody had seen it coming, a military grade facility 50 meters underground, completely isolated from the rest of the world, 300 kilometers of the nearest city. How did they pulled that shit out, where to begin with, let than question be answer by those at the top.

This specific floor looks more like a prison than the living carter we saw 6 floors above, our little walk in the innards of that facility lead us through a poorly lighted tunnel, splitting into 4 different path, must be some kind of confinement district, at each end, a heavy door.

- Unit 1, a part of the last floor looks like a confinement district, 4 closed doors, look like some of the kids weren’t so cooperative, Over.

- Copy, any sign of life? Over.

- Wait Five

- Copy

While the lieutenant Marshall does his trick with the security network, ensuring our ability to open the doors, I took one chocolate bar from my jacket left top pocket, dyed red by the blood of the fucker who tried to finish me at point blank, almost got me if not for the knife I stuck in his throat.

While trying to clean the blood before finally enjoying that sweet oh sweet delicacy, my two teammate looking at me with wide open eyes.

- What? Want some? * I asked

- Cannot begin where to start * said caporal Oroshi always found him too stiff

- Whatever, so no for the chocolate? * those ones don’t know what’s good

- Thank but not thank* responded Lieutenant Marshall with a frown, hacking device in hand, finishing the

- I pass * replied caporal Oroshi

- Cool, more for me * then let just enjoy it.

The chocolate on the taste bud, the best treat after some killing, make you savor the life you almost lost an indefinite number of time in last hour.

*biiiip*

I turned my head to the lieutenant, nodding with the head, the number with his fingers, signaling the opening of the doors, in the next 10 seconds. Just enough time to finish my delicacy, straighten my back, M4 in hand, ready for battle. The rest of the team combat ready and in formation. We go to the first tunnel to the left, the first door, ordered to unlock, movement detector in each tunnel in case of imminent bitch slapping, ain’t going to die like a fool today.

In face of the door, I signal my men to be ready for the show of violence which is going to take place in 3…2….1 Marshall send the signal to the door, a clic sound make her way to my hear, we burst in the first room signaling our presence like an elephant in the dark, who must have been completely dived in darkness before our little show, the room must be 30 to 40 meter square, empty safe to a body to the side of the room, by the size male, I make sign to my men to stop, and make my way to the kid, before stopping a safe distance. Don’t judge me, I have all the proof to suspect they raise little monsters here.

I open the front of my helmet, a friendly face seems better that the faceless front of my helmet

- hey little one what’s up? * I’ve always suck at diplomacy,

The kid raised his head and locked his eyes with mine, and what eyes, those are the same a lion give you at the zoo, looking at a juicy walking piece of meat waiting to be put in mouth. Yup that one a killer, and now that I can see looking as his body, a good one too. Not like they will put so much money to raise care bear. He had long black hair flowing to side of his pale face, Asian feature, short nose, deep predatory black eyes who seemed to eat the light, age 16-17. Lack of sleep showing by the bag under his eyes

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But not fear in those eyes, like he was already in control of the situation, not the most comfortable though when you look at it, then came a rough yet powerful voice, who must know have been used for some weeks now.

- I don’t know you…and they would had never come here with only three men. I assume those fuckers finally fucked somewhere…* said uh, let call him little raptor, while he gauges me

- Pretty clever kid, you must have also figure out why we are here* I said with a confident smile, let put myself as the alpha don’t want a time bomb in hand.

- Yeah, sure Mister savior *standing up* Damn the kid’s big, he must come from a family of bigfoot.*

- Your name ?* does they even allowed them to have name ?

- Those fuckers called me 0-13, call me Sora. * rebuked the littl… Sora with an icy voice.

I nodded with my head making him sign to follow us and took my radio.

- Unit 1, report, we found one kid from one of the door, we keep searching for the rest. Over.

- Copy *responded the voice at the other end.

So we did exactly that, no enemy hiding to ambush us, the second door lead us to the same but empty room, in the third we found a young girl around fifteen, named Lara, a beauty if not for the lack of sleep, a little afraid when burst in, but like Frost, those same calculative eyes quickly replaced that surprise, I swear to have seen her smile, and not the kind one.

The kids here are definitely the troublesome ones, the kind you need to lock in the last floor of your dungeon, cut from the world, and toss the key somewhere hot like a volcano.

So when those same badass little monster seem afraid at the idea to liberate the one behind the last door, let just hope we do not have to kill a kid today.

- Why are you afraid? * I asked them if my tilting to the left.

- Hmmm, you see… he and I were down because of some discipline trouble, we did not break, just really hard to manage. The broken ones were used to test the newbies, dangerous, but still within the parameter, but in that batch the craziest and strongest difficult to manage even for the trainers, those were for the like of him and I… And there were those, just… who had to be terminated, the one behind that door was the most effective way they find to do the job. * said Lara from her 165 centimeters, the calculating look gone, replaced by an afraid one befitting her age.

We repeated that same procedure, unlock the door, wait for the clic, burst through it, and if hostility, readied ourselves to make it eat some pure democracy at point blank, no matter the monster behind the door, we were ready.

That what I though until I saw it lurking at the bottom of the dark room twice the size of the other, sleeping soundly on the bed, like he didn’t give a fuck about his whereabouts, chocolate milk boy, seem 13 maybe 14, a little bit of baby fat left on his cheeks, growth spurt ongoing.

- So that the monster you talked about* turning my head to the young girl, a teasing smirk at the border of my lips

She looked shyly at the ground, trying to hide the shame, such a story for such a sleep loving boy. I made my way to the sleeping boy, to be stopped by a glowing red eye, looking straight at me, an intense killing intent passed through my spine, to disappear a split second later. I looked at the boy still sleeping, cold sweat dripping of my back, my instinct yelling me to run, I turn head to look my teammates, look like I wasn’t the only one to see my life flashing before my eyes. That one is absurdly dangerous. But he did not engage, must no see us as threat…

I did what a good leader do.

- Oroshi go get him, he doesn’t seem in the mood to wake up. Wrap him up, let’s go home.

They looked at me as If I just killed a little girl’s kitty and hit her with it, but who care they are not ones filling the report…. Raaaaagh. I took my radio settling the rest of the night

-Unit 1, 3 kid found, last floor clear we are coming up, let wrap that shit and mourn our deads. Over.

-Roger. Out.* said a grief voice.