Flashbacks
There were many boys and girls of slightly different age, all under or little above 12
and almost 70% of each group had boys, most of them always busy doing their given duties, patrolling, sparing, assembling gun, shooting practice, or teaching the minors, childrens! lots of them.
it was like school of chaos.
where instead of lessons about value of life they were taught how to put an end it, what they were taught was nothing of rainbow and unicorns instead of how beautiful life could be, they were taught how to be feared instead of fearing anything,
among other things
only one group, one chosen particular group was of 20 children from age 5-10 years old boys and girls, they were kept in captivity for 3 years in under construction building which was then belonged to Harold Lothbrok, a previous actual owner was killed by Igor Velkovski, he took over the whole operation
and those who were assigned to take care of that group will come from time and again to deliver them food, clothes or any necessities. Some of them were assigned to teach them basic lessons on various subjects and those particular teachers were under 24 hours surveillance by Igor's chosen group of people, just in case if any of them grew soft on childrens.
every child over 7 were taken from every groups now that they were beginning to understand things, they were ready for next step.
training!
as under 7s' were to stay to one place and just learn, it was like a warm up sessions, rules imposed on them and they were to follow every single word or suffer the consequences, those teachers were instructed to starve all of them if anything seemed like out of order.
3 years after!
At first where was 20 children in that particular group after 3 years now it's 13 left. Ever since Mayur learned counting, days were not the only thing she counted
3 of those 7 dead children were shot when they tried to run and crossed the perimeter, while 4 others died from vigorous training back to back. Igor hadn’t shown any mercy to anyone. He didn’t see their faces, didn’t held any funeral for them either, instead, they were kept in morgue for two days and then fed to the wild dogs while the 13 were forced to watch.
watch and learn! what happens when someone tries to cross Igor Velkovski........what happens when they fails.
after another 1 year
Mayur was 9 there were 11 children left, 2 more died. now there are 3 girls and 8 boys, all of them were in mostly 2/3 years of age difference. This time Igor instructed to his best comrades to take all of them away
'возьми их всех, тренируй их усерднее, чем раньше, заставь их догнать других. морить их голодом, если необходимо, потому что я хочу, чтобы они были в идеальной форме' He commanded in his thick russian accent
[ take all of them, train them harder than before, make them catch up with others. starve them if necessary because i want them all in perfect shape ]
it was especially instructed for Mayuree and Natalie as they were only two youngest girls and late bloomers in that group. As those bulky men tried to take hold of those two, Mayur immediately started fighting back screaming, biting, kicking, thinking they would hurt them.
Igor Velkovski was once held Major rank in russian military, a tall, knitted muscular figure with breast like face, his aura and eyes like as dark as pit of tar, an ugly, fleshy scar on the side of his pale face with caveman like dreadlocks for hair, he glared at her before, before barking up more commands.
'я хочу, чтобы все они были усовершенствованы, к тому времени, когда им исполнится 14.....и если эти ни на что не годные суки не будут делать то, что им говорят, отдайте их собакам......ЖИВЫМИ! по крайней мере, они получат удовольствие от охоты на них.'
[ i want all of them to be perfected, by the time they reaches 14 and if these 2 good for nothing bitches doesn’t do as they are told, give them to the dogs......ALIVE, at least, they'll have fun hunting ]
'или, у меня есть еще лучшая идея. кто-нибудь из вас имеет контакт в порноиндустрии, сообщите им! Я уверен, что они хотели бы попробовать свежую еду.'
[ or, I've even better idea. any of you have contact in porn industry ? inform them, i'm sure they'd love to try some fresh meal ]
He added in calm yet threatening voice giving a look to everyone, the threat was for everyone
though Mayur didn’t understand fully that time what actually Igor was talking about, she did notice how Yohan stiffened, Natalie paled. Look on Igor's face told her it wasn’t something she should be looking forward to. And when Cole gave her a look of 'Don't fuck it up for us anymore' she stopped, shrunk back in fear.
'ты слышишь меня ?'
[ do you hear me ? ] Igor's voice boomed and with that --every other voice answered in chorus.....
'Да, начальник'
[ yes! boss ]although it's been years they were in training but that was nothing compared to what they start doing after Igor's special instructions.
They trained hard, all day, every day until they were all bloody, bruised, battered and could barely lift even a finger.
Training at mornings and schooling at evenings.....they barely got 4/5 hours of sleep. His people always guarded the resident's building in shifts. Security cameras were all over the places to keep eyes on children and on those who were responsible for them.
and true to his instructions,
by the time they reached 14 or little above, they were perfectly trained in various things like shooting, assembling guns, judo/karate/martial arts, sword fights, fighting with knives, hand to hand combat, driving, swimming, climbing, making or defusing bombs, basically they were trained like assassins with many advanced skills.
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