This choice: You want to fight crimes, to makes your work more safer and more profitable • Go Back...Chapter #4You want to fight crimes, to makes your work mo... by: Mr. Anderson As a young hooker, only 22 years old, 3 on the streets, you're still an utopic girl.
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You're tired of being bullied by macs, hit by gangs members, and rob by well the rest of the population of the neighborhood. So when you hear about the broker, you rush to his place, hoping to have some power to makes your place safer for you and your street sisters.
So come into that cheap flat with just a desk in the middle of a room and a lot of papers on it.
"Hellooo ? Is there anyone ?" You says loudly.
But no response, you look clother at the papers and there is names on it, with a small description of the physic, the mental and the history of the person named. Suddenly a sound of water flushed is heard and a small guy mid fourty come outside of what's probably the bathroom. He stops when he sees you.
"That's odd... I didn't expected someone..." he says with a incredibly deep voice for his size.
"It needs an appointment ?" you ask surprised that noone told you.
"Of course not... I just... forget it... Sit there." He says looking confuse and showing you a chair.
You sit and he search in his sheets on the desk.
"Yep you're nowhere... very odd... well, it seems we'll have some fun here..."
You're about to say something but he don't stop talking to hisself.
"New sheet... new sheet... ah, here it is..." and he takes a pen. "Name ?"
"Ashley." You answered like in school. "Ashley Barker"
"Oookaaayyy... work ? No ! Let me guess... housewife !"
Housewife serious ?
"Prostitute..." you say raising an eyebrow.
"That's the same thing, darling... you just have more than one client." He correct you.
"That's... what ? Are you the one called the broker ?"
"Of course I am, What's makes you thing otherelse ?"
"You... well... nevermind..." You don't want to talk with that lunatic.
He look at you a moment and say.
"You're a strange girl... So... appearance, easy, blond, full lips, slim, ... age ?"
"22"
"So young... History... popular girl... parents brokes... in need of money to study... fired from school for unapropriate behaviours..."
In his babelings, you hear parts of your past who isn't the regular past for a... girl like you.
"Wait you know my past ?!?"
"Of course I knew everything about you, at the moment when you stepped in this room." He says naturally.
"Why ask me question then ?"
"To not make this situation more akward darling. So let's stop the chit-chat and let's get to the point... You want a power to clean the streets, that's a very altruistic will." he says.
"Yes, I have 1000$ to pay it, I know it's not a lot of money, but I can give some extra..." you say raising a little your miniskirt.
The broker Laught loudly.
"I give superpowers, do you think I take money for that ? I don't want your money, I don't want your STD's." he says.
"I don't have..."
"Shut up... I know... here is the deal. I give you few powers and you'll be rewardfull to me, when I'll ask to, you'll be there and do what I want whatever it is. Okay ?"
That sound really bad, but you need this power so you take the agreement.
"Okay here is your power..." indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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