Saving private Stein

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While Mick, Ray and myself took turns on sleeping, Dr. Stein was being drugged and tricked into telling what he knows about Firestorm. Of course the doctor wasn't that easy to trick, he knew right away that he wasn't in Start Labs, talking to a fellow scientist, Cisco. ''What cocktail of hallucinogens have you given me, Doctor?'' Dr. Stein wasn't fond of the idea he was being drugged. ''Don't worry. I would never dream of damaging that beautiful mind of yours.'' She looked at the doctor almost hurtful. ''I simply want to open it. Finish the formula, and these little games of ours can stop.''

Dr. Stein didn't need to think long of his answer. ''You'll never trick me into giving up my research.'' He stood up straighter and looked her in the eyes. ''And since you also cannot kill me and destroy any hope of creating a Soviet Firestorm, I would like a hot shower and a change of clothes.'' He demanded.

Footsteps could be heard walking into the room where Dr. Stein was held. ''And I thought I gave a good speech.'' It was Vandal, he walked to the doctor and stood in front of him. ''Have we met?'' asked Stein, not realizing the was Vandal. ''11 years ago, you bought a nuclear warhead off me in Norway. And then you and your time-traveling friends tried to kill me. Just like me, you haven't aged a day.'' everything fell in place.

Dr. Stein simply shrugged his shoulders, being unimpressed by him so far. ''I've met some great interrogators in my long life and I've also learned a thing or two.'' Vandal said it with a sinister grin. ''If you mean torture, get on with it.'' Dr. Stein tried to stand his ground, show no fear. ''There are many ways to break a man.'' Vandal reminded the doctor.

It was break time and the prisoners were alloyed outside in the yard. It was cold this time a year and I tried to keep me warm with the clothes they had provided us. Not only could we enjoy a little bit of fresh air but also a meal.

We stood in line to get our plate with ''food'', it looked disgusting. ''Don't think I am going to eat this.'' I said to myself and gave my plate to another inmate, who already ate. Mick was distancing himself from us, probably not wanting to be associated with Ray and the only female here. Couldn't blame him because I was doing the very same thing.

Ray being his happy self started to ask around. Trying to make friends or something. I understand he was looking for Stein, but I could get that information in a different way. He was talking to an elderly men who looked scared out of his mind. Ray being Ray kept talking until this mountain of a man showed up.

He pulled the plate out of the hands of the elderly men. ''Who said you could eat.'' he spat at him, clearly marking his dominance. ''Hey, hey, he is not hurting any one.'' Ray defended the man.

The broad blond man, twice as big and tall as Ray looked at him. ''And who is the American with the pretty teeth, must be a comedian, da?'' he looked at his posse. I saw the scene develop and walked over the Mick. ''Ten bucks Ray gets his ass kicked.'' he looked at me. ''Too easy, twenty that he stays on his feet.'' I considered the possibilities and shook his hand. ''It's a deal.'' He nodded and a wager was born.

Ray reacted to the man but he grinned and threw the first punch. Standing his ground Ray hit him back, but soon enough he was being beaten. It was getting out of hand and I thought he was going to kill him. ''I'm going to put an end to this.'' I said with a sigh and ran to the man.

Hit after hit, Ray had to endure. Supporting his hands on his knees, preventing him from falling over. I jumped over Ray and kicked with my feet in his chest. He stumbled back a couple steps before he glared at me. ''And who do you think you are.'' he spitted on the ground.

Standing in a fighting position, I smiled. ''Your worst nightmare.'' And kicked him in the face, giving him a broken en bloody nose. Immediately he fought back. I was enjoying this fight a little too much. A much larger crowd formed around his, placing bets and Mick surely picked up on that.

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