It was raining. Eric Yun was only 8 years old. He lived in an orphanage inside of Germany where he was able to work with his tech. Like his parents and Dr. Varnie, he was a prodigy genius when it came to tech. He always sat in his room with his tech and had pictures of his parents, as well as the blood stained trench coat that his father had left behind. He had just finished his robots, these robots made hologram projections of his parents. Eric smiled and went to hug them and he collapsed to the ground when he went through them like a ghost. The loud sound of him collapsing to the floor was the sound to get some of the other kids to come out. One kid with blonde hair and green eyes came upstairs and saw him on the ground.

The orphanage was placed inside of a rough neighbourhood of Munich. An area of the city where the government had ignored. The orphanage was old and beige and was made of bricks and wood and the other old materials that buildings in Europe are made out of. The chimney was old and the shingles of the building were starting to fall. The building was the size of a regular home and the orphans were happily playing. Eric was the only one not included in the bunch. He hadn’t been for 8 years. The children ignored him and saw him as an outcast living in Germany. He had no family to back him up.

“Asiatisches Kind, kann nicht einmal aufstehen!” said the boy. “Was für ein Verlierer.”

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Asian kid, can't even stand up! What a loser.

“Carl, lass mich in Ruhe.” said Eric.

Carl, leave me alone!

Carl came inside and the holograms of his parents faded as Carl grabbed Eric and punched him multiple times in the chest until he started to bleed. The orphanage lady came in and saw what Carl was doing and dragged him away as she came to Eric.

“Erich!” she screamed. She took a look at the injuries and picked Eric up and took him to get some ice and injuries. She punished Carl. The lady's name was Elia. She was the lady who owned the orphanage in Munich. She cared a lot for Eric and gave him the comfort he needed for living with the other orphans. When she treated Eric’s wounds, she began to speak.

“Sind die Dinge hier rau?” she asks.

Are things rough here?

Eric nodded.

“Ich will meine Familie.” said Eric.

I want my family.

After Eric was treated, he headed to his room and took out an orange backpack and started to bring all of his tech inside and also his pictures of his parents. His blanket that Elia had given him and lastly the bloody trench coat. He took them in a bag and put on his jacket and smashed the window and left the orphanage forever to start a new life in Canada. He had seen magazines about it.