Chapter 1: THE MOUSE
CAPITULO I - A normal day in the Capital
"Dear citizens, we have great news from the south-west front in Kazan, where Commander Berry's 7th Army, with great heroism and sacrifice on the part of its soldiers, was able to resume the warehouse of the city, this important victory will increase the flow of products and goods that had alleviated the crisis of resupply of sectors 7, 8 and 9 of the South. The process made available through this link, all the costs of the operation, demonstrating a total of its actions with the taxpayer's money, but the war is not over yet; We need you to continue buying your war bonuses, after two years they can be exchanged for merchandise, in addition to competing for big prizes like houses, vehicles! Do young people who have reached the age of fifteen have thought about pursuing their academic and military careers? Come enlist and thus open another page for the conquest of your citizenship and .... (click) "
- "Damn propaganda"! Complains a gray mouse lonesome in his wheelchair, annoyed by government propaganda, which again disrupts his videos in the best part, forced him UPDATE the page and click on elapsed time, and that's a hassle for him!- "War sucks!"
He felt the pain coming back, searched the bottle with the medicine and with a swallow of water he took it, threw his head back and with the strength of his arms lifted the rest of his body, as if he wanted to fit one or two vertebrae of his dying spine , he knew this would not make him walk again, but it helps ease the pain..
- Urgh! He felt the tension in his muscles and nerves in his arms. "Oh!" The pain faded, and as if he had just stretched, he straightened his body in his chair.
Edwing Shimpan or simply Ed, is a small mouse, with his 17 and a half years, in his wheel chair that he has used since he was five, lives in a set of blocks, affectionately called Cages, large building with numerous small apartments , connected with iron bridges, his the 175, a tight cubicle that heats up in the summer and cools in winter, the area where he lives is considered to be one of the quietest, despite the rising tide of violence provoked by gangs of rats, it has scratched his mustache and has been preparing for another day.
The very inviting scent sharpened his senses, of course, his stomach, the coffee machine and sandwich maker just finished their magic, go to the kitchen where on a tray, put the cup of coffee and bread stuffed with cheese and took him to the room where the adapted table was, placed the food, put his hands together, thanked him, and made his breakfast.
After washing the dishes, turning off the appliances, Ed went to the small refrigerator, where he picked up his afternoon lunch and looked quickly.
"Hmm ... I'll need more fruit and milk."
He left his food for the day at the table and went to the room where he took his backpack with his things and coat, went back to the room where he took the lunch and checked the correspondence box before leaving.
- "Humph! ... the usual rubbish"
The government invests heavily in advertising, enlistment applications, store promotions for citizens, innumerable Grand Prix tickets, photos and heroes' poster that contained testimonials ... stuff like that. Out of all that useless paperwork there were only two things that drew his attention, his bank account and the other his request for citizenship.
He looked at the extract and found that all the bills, water, electricity, Ratnet and housing were paid, a relief, and he realized that he had about 25,000 Mikas (m $), making a quick calculation if he continued in this rhythm, in a year or two it could move to a more modern, better infrastructure and more secure sector.
Some of that money was from the savings his late parents had made so he could study and enlist when he was 15, special engineering was always the career he wanted to pursue, but everything changed after his hometown, Obrog, was brutally attacked. part of the cats, which reduced to a pile of rubble and ... corpses.
Ed does not remember much of that fateful night, he appears more in the nightmares, in the nights badly sleepy, comes the muffled sounds of shouts, shots and explosions and a dark figure of bright yellow eyes that observes him amid the flames, soot and smoke .
Of the city's few survivors, and Ed was one of them, rescued, he was hiked to a hospital in the nearby town, away from the fighting area, where he was operated on where his legs were saved from amputation, but his spine; wood column broke with is three vertebrae, condemning Ed for ever to use wheel chair; after a few months he was taken to an orphanage, where he only left when he reached the age of 15, with the money obtained as compensation by the government tried to start life in the capital again.
But there was a large influx of citizens in the city, which made the price of real estate skyrocket, with the savings that Ed had to live in Blocks Cages, and set up his small business.
Which brings us to the second letter, your citizenship application was denied again, for reasons such as insufficient balance to arrange a better home and pay for your studies and ... invalid status. Rathina society seeks the best of its kind to reach the apex of development, something practical for those who are at war with other factions since the world is world.
The denial of trying to get his citizen's card prevents Ed from getting studies, housing or even a health plan or a job, with what remains of the money rented a commercial spot where to get his livelihood, the equipment concert; from cellular to complex communication devices, to charge cheaper than authorized, scrapper as they are known, do this type of work, although it is almost an underemployment, few know the power of sparkys.
Sparkys are the source of all technology in the world, drawn from creatures known only to U's, creatures created by the Goddess of Darkness, ranging from five rats to legendary colossi or beasts of the ancient tales; these metallic enemies come from all the components used in the world, from computer chips to shielding plates and sight and communication systems.
After the terrible events in his youth, Ed began to feel something coming from these pieces, as if it were a magic, that skill that has been improved over time allows to solve problems with devices quickly and often not needing to change parts, only adjustments here and there.
Of course the desire to study is much higher, in his mind a number appeared fixed on note in the refrigerator, 575 thousand M $, with this amount could at least move apartment and work over a larger store.
The balance was stored in the jacket, the rest was thrown in the trash just in front of him, closed the door and began to turn to the stairs.
- Save Ed King! "A lizard with dull dyslexic eyes, wearing a multicolored hat and a shirt with a kaleidoscope of psychedelic colors." May the breath of the Goddess lead her ways!
- Hail Jabah! I also want the same - smiling and waving.
Jabah is a native of the Lagon region, a cultist of the nature goddess, a good friend, to some a phytotherapist and naturalist, most a vagabond.
- Leaving for another Day to move the gears of the system?
- It's this system that pays my bills. - Smiling
- Nice! With that dyslexia in your eyes so common when you're stoned - My brother, I'm free, I do not have to tie myself up in this very exploratory system...
- HALLAN RUBRIET!!!! I SAID TO CLEAN THE ROOM NOT TO CREATE FUNGI!
- But ... Mother ... how will I grow my mushrooms ???
- CLEAN THIS ROOM NOW!
An in-depth discussion of tasks, responsibilities, and employment was integrated into so many others in the neighborhood; Ed continued his way, laughing, Hallan or Jabah, let's say exotic, but he had a good heart, it was he who helped when he arrived, taught the ways, where he can buy good cheap food, and avoid any gang- learning to read the graffiti and avoid certain types of colors
He took the air transport to climb to the commercial zone, from where he goes to the four-story commercial building, crossing streets and concrete sidewalks, signs of the guards, besides the conversations of the other rats on various subjects, one of course the war , but had room for economy, esport, and one on the cast of Walking Rats would have been killed in a fighting zone, some say they were served to their people, others suspect they chose the wrong place for filming.
He arrives at one of several small commercial buildings that house more than twenty small shops where you can find everything from blacksmiths who still make swords and armor like the old ones, natural and spiritual medicines, sale and purchase of components and Ed's specialty, the equipment repair, jokingly known as a scrapper, able to repair appliances at a low price compared to an authorized store one.
With the help of a fellow merchant, he opens the shop, before starting another day, prepares his place of work, a small counter where he receives the defective products, there are three benches for the customers to sit, behind the counter there is a room with a dark cover where Ed makes the repairs with some safety equipment like a furnace to seal possible ruptures of crystals ale of security cameras that warn when there is someone prowling his shop; when he noticed that he had nothing out of place he went to the door and with a stick turned the plate.
"OPEN"
Ed delivers the equipment already repaired, getting the payments, the new customers made the budgets, some tried to make bargains with the price or discounts, which made him pissed off: "I do not do charity, if you came in search of one, in the wrong shop! "
Anyway ... another normal day.
CHAPTER II
THE MUSIC BOX
There was still a couple of hours to close the store, the movement was more intense in the morning, after lunch, began to decline, sometimes there was no living soul, these days Edwing was closing earlier.
Everything seemed to be one more, but a shipment of components would arrive, while he waited for the parts to arrive, he studied the diagrams of some equipment he would repair later, so concentrated that he did not even notice when the door opened.
- Excuse me ! A beautiful voice spoke, a little nervous.
- You may come in! He took a deep breath, distracted by the office, answered dryly, as usual, closing the drawings and turned to the visitor; - I'm still open where I can ...
When his eyes looked at the client, he was shocked and suppressed, in front of him was the prettiest rat he'd ever seen, in this or any other life.
Her hair was white and white as the first snow of winter, her eyes blue as two tourmalines, the smile is as beautiful as a work of art or even the most beautiful sunset, the hair is golden, it seemed to be made of gold elegantly tied in a simple ponytail, and well dressed, carried a well-ornamented box.
Still stunned, Ed could barely speak.
- ... Um ... sorry-miss ... er ... I ... I ...!
- If I'm busy, I can come back some other time.- She answered in an angelic voice.
- NOOOOOOO !!!!!!!! He shouted desperately, stretching out his hands as if he wanted to prevent her from leaving, then embarrassed and sweating a lot as if she were in mid-summer or with a high fever; "I mean ... er ..." He slapped his face, tossed the schematics aside, took a deep breath. "Hi ... er ... I'm Edwing and your name Ms.?"
- Bianca, she said with a smile.
"Bianca !!! paradise exists! And he sent an angel!" Shaking his head quickly; - How can I help her?
"It's just that my music box fell sharply and it's not working anymore," he said in a very sad tone.
- Can I see her?
Bianca handed the box over, Ed began to observe very carefully, "a masterpiece without a doubt; I bet it must have very valuable components here, "he thought.
- It was from my deceased mother, who stayed for me as a birthday present. When he heard this, he swallowed, and in his head anything that would not help that angel disappeared from his mind.
- Wow ! Is that a sixth sense or something?
- The war took my legs, I think fate wanted to compensate.
- I'm sorry, I was very rude now, I did not mean to...
- Do not worry, it's not your fault; He opened his eyes and, with his hands, clicked into three places of the box, opening the side cover, revealing the complex internal mechanism.
Bianca did not believe what she saw! According to her father, only someone from Suzz could open the box or at least use an industrial scanner.
Edwin started to check, some parts were out of place, confirming what Bianca said "Why am I thinking of her name?" He turned his attention to that box.
With pliers of long and thin beaks, he began his work, relocating the parts that were out of place, checked the sound assembly, but this was intact, continued the survey, the outside could be well repaired from where was the impact, after resetting everything and tightening the screws, turned his attention to the most important part of that single piece, the source of energy.
When he reached for the key to open, he realized that he could not do it there with his eyes on him.
- What happened? - she question.
- I'm going to need to take him inside and check the power source - pointing to the room behind him - is not safe without adequate equipment to contain certain risks.
- Yes it's true! Can I accompany you?
- Y-yes ... of course ... -he replied nervously, his fertile imagination would already have thought about it, he alone with a girl. She took the box inside, and as soon as Bianca entered, she went to the door, locking it and turning the billboard closed, she was not afraid of her client's escape, but whatever the source might attract curious glances too.
As he entered the room, he pulled the curtain, triggered the surveillance cameras and motion sensors, took two anti-radiation blankets of spark's and masks with dark eye-shields, - Use that - hand over the newest piece, - will protect it from any sparks or radiation.
- It's dangerous?
- Do not worry - he said calmly - only a few security procedures, if I think it's a risk of a leak, I'll have to throw it there - pointing to a kind of furnace but with thick steel sheets - I will fill with concrete to avoid any danger.
When Bianca took the glasses, Ed replied nervously - I hope you do not get in the way! It's the cleanest I have!
- I appreciate it! She spoke with a smile.
- I have stain remover if you need !!!
- Hi, hi ... do not worry, I do not mind getting dirty!
- ...! "Marry her Edwin !!" cried his heart.
- And then? Can we start?
Ah! yea! Of course! Putting on his glasses.
Using a special key, Edwin removed the top and an intense reddish glow covered the tiny room without the protection being blind.
Inside the container was the source of all the brilliance, a small but powerful red sparky, longtime connoisseur, knew it was at least the rare type! Since he was not in the common U, whoever found him must have had a lot of work!
- Beautiful! Exclaimed Bianca.
"God's!" Ed thought, in his head he knew that that little sparkle would be worth a fortune, enough money to buy everything he could imagine and see. His thoughts were cut off when something directed him to a bright region! He did not like what he saw - Hmm ... that's no good! Finally he spoke.
- Which is?! Something is wrong? Bianca answered with astonishment!
- Sparky! It's cracked right here! With a thin piece of wood she used to guide Bianca's eyes to the spot.
"This is very serious?"
- Yes, a lot! Fortunately it is not causing any dangerous leakage, but the energy is being deflected by the crack, preventing the crystal from using all the force it has.
A few minutes in silence:
"- Can you fix ...?"
Edwin put the lid back on the crystal, took off his glasses and looked at Bianca, saw a desperate girl in her, as if he did nothing would be swallowed by the darkness - "DO NOT MISS HER !!!!" His heart begged!
In his mind a conflict and chaos settled in, he could simply speak like any scammer, return the box, thank and speak that he could not repair, he imagined it sad, something that would hurt his soul, whether or not he received the consultation and Bianca he would leave his shop forever, his eyes filled with tears, and he would go back to his survival routine, close the shop, pass on the Chung Tong, where he makes his meal before returning home, taking the next elevator and when you arrive at your residence, you would do all the preparatory work for another day ...
- Has! He answered with conviction!
Upon hearing his answer, Bianca lit up like a beam of light that overcame the heavy clouds of rain - How ?! My father told me if the crystal suffers some kind of damage, it was impossible to recover it, only changing for another!
"I've got my tricks up my sleeve," he said with a smile, "but I'll have to do it without you."
She made a face of annoyance, closing her eyes and stuffing the cheeks which made it more beautiful! - Humft !!!! Why can not I see!
"First and foremost your safety, the crystal may become unstable, and if it does," he pointed to the oven!
She looks at him with all attention. "Well ... er ..." embarrassed, "I do not like to reveal my ... er ... secrets.
"Um, I know, and how am I supposed to know not to just change the crystal and deceive myself? - suspicious.
He laughed a little loudly, but he coughed and sobered: the craftsman who created this masterpiece did it so that his rare crystal could function in a unique way, even if I had a substitute in size and shape, it would not work the same. He paused. "Besides, I'm not going to betray the trust of someone who pointed me out to you.
"It was a friend of mine who told you, do you know Isora?"
- Unfortunately I do not keep the names of all the clients I have! - "Dumb!!! Her name will be sung in her dreams and delusions for the rest of her pathetic life! What a stupid answer! "He thought with his hand on his forehead.
"Ah ... so ... when can I get it back?"
- Today!
- Today?! He inquired - but how?
"Wait outside and give me ten minutes."
Still unable to understand, but confident in what Edwin had told her, Bianca left the room smiling. Ed accompanies the monitors, his soul pulsating with joy at the sight of her, it seems like a fairy from the children's tales he heard in the orphanage.
Shaking his head he looked again at the container where the crystal, for many would be impossible such a thing, only with the exchange of the crystal the box would work again, for Edwin does not have that thought, part that told Bianca was true, if the war had took his legs fate compensated him with a unique ability to connect with the sparks.
At the beginning, in the times of the orphanage he could see small traces of energy, watching and without the help of anyone, as they would think he was crazy, improved his technique, evolving into circles of some kind of magic.
Edwin closed his eyes and began to breathe slowly, began to feel the energy grow and run through his body, each cell emanated a pulse, brilliant features formed figures on his skin and face, as if he had done tattoos, always wanted and sought the meaning, but never found anything about the symbols, when opening the eyes that emanated the bright light and in a few seconds connected with the sparky, when answering opened before Ed a complex set of circles, without speaking anything just with the movement of the hands started the movement of such circles as if it were rotating the gears of a clock.
The first step sealed the power of the crystal avoiding that it continues to waste energy, searched its vast stock of used parts and found a fragment of sparky red, too small to sell, but perfect for the next task, as if in a symphony used his power to energize the fragment, and insert into the flaw successfully, after doing so reactivated the circles and the crystal returned to its original strength, a pulsating glow like a heart.
He replaced the fountain cap, paused to breathe, and with a towel wiped the sweat from his face, using this magic made him tired, and used a lot to repair it, got some water and ended up putting the mechanism back to the box and closing.
"I'm done," he said breathlessly.
Bianca without understanding enters and sees the box closed while Ed finishes drinking his water, she still incredulous approaches as if to disarm a pump, turns the key three times and pushes a button, but as soon as the box opens, showing two houses where the lovers leave, go to the center, greet each other and begin to dance to the sound of a complete orchestra, their eyes grow, as well as their smile and tears that flow from their face in abundance like a waterfall.
- It's working! He exclaims with joy.
Edwin just smiles, Bianca starts to use the music selection key, they are five different styles, from the most formal to the most danceable, and in each one the couple performs the steps with precision and grace, she holds her hands to her face in an attempt to contain the tears that come from her eyes.
- I ... I ... do not ... I have to thank you!- How much I owe you!
"Inexpensive," he thought, "enough money to live on the high end or on the beach, perhaps on a sailboat with an adapted sports car or a speedy craft, the cost of exams for an electronic chair even mechanical legs! studies in the Special Engineering Course at the most graduated University, the prestigious Homery! Money to finally become a citizen! "
- You do not owe me anything! - He replied calmly, "What am I doing?!?!?!?"
- But ... but your money and work!
- I can not charge you anything so special. - and before any argument from Bianca complete - I can not charge what is priceless.
- Are you sure?
- Yes! - In Edwin's mind a mix of emotions, one of relief for bringing joy to that she, but the great part is in fury as the worst storm he has ever had, cursing him like a fool, for wasting a once in a lifetime opportunity! Even if I had a thousand lives, I never would have that chance again.
- If you really want to reward me, bring something much simpler and we'll stay even. - he winked, smiling."
She laughed, wiping her eyes.
"I'll do it, I'll bring so much junk that you're going to open a junk yard!" Laughing - ops! That's not what I meant ...
Edwin laughed - I get it! I'll be waiting!
He accompanies her to the exit of the building where he has three floating cars, a limousine and two others with security guards, Bianca enters and before leaving he waves cheerfully. to Ed, as soon as she left his mind boiled with the possibilities he could have done accepted the money, were many, but returning to his place of work only a small part of his mind did not stop cursing him as an ass.
The rest of the day continued as usual, but with a special aura; the orders arrived, closed the store, went to Chung Tong where he ordered the pasta dish with cheese he likes so much, then took the crowded transporter and before going home went to the convenience store and bought what was missing ; at her place she stored her things, went to the part of the kitchen where she put a packet of dehydrated soup to boil, until she was ready she went to the bathroom to take a nice bath, dined, cleaned the sink, took orders from day and quickly repaired I left ready for tomorrow as well as his snack.
He went to his bed where he slept quickly, and this time he would not have the nightmares of death, destruction and horrors of war, but an immense crystal hall where he and Bianca were dancing all night, to the sound of the music box.
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- BLAM !!!
It was the sound of a body crashing against the bookshelf, with the impact starting to fall books on the victim.
- Coff! Coff! - The young rat tries to breathe, but the blow caught at the base of the stomach causes him to cough instead of trying to fill the weakened lungs, as if it were not enough the books fall on his bruised head, one hand tries to protect his injured face precariously
Heavy footsteps approaches the young man who sobs, tears in his eyes mingled with hatred and fear for the owner of the steps, a much older, tall rat in his fifties dressed in a black striped social outfit , his hard face like rock, his black eyes emanate a cold of someone who won the life using the brute force and cunning, crouches and with one of the great hands grabs the neck of the young who tries to resist, but it is infruitful; The old rat raises it like a sack to a height where the young feet do not touch the ground.
"Did you really do that?" He asks with a chill tone in his voice - Runo?
- F ... It was ... an ... accident ... urgh! Trying to respond as thick-skinned fingers squeeze his neck as if they were trash compactors.
Runo feels the heavy hand again hit his abdomen with the strength and violence of a sledgehammer, the impact is strong enough to provoke a shockwave that hits the bookshelf behind, causing all the remaining books to leap out of place.
The old rat looses it, plummeting to the ground and writhing in pain, coming down the coast and walking to the small table with drinks, picks up a bottle of one of the favorite whiskeys, made with ancestral oak and very limited draw, 15 millions of mikas a unit, take a low glass and let the shiny liquid fill, make motions for the drink to rotate, while observing the fluidity and the sharp viscosity attached to the walls, near the nose and feel the complex aromas emanating, drink a slowly sip to feel the full potential in your mouth.
As Runo tries to breathe, spitting blood from his mouth, his attacker drinks a deep second sip, emptying his glass.
Filling again: When you leave the infirmary, you will go to your Uncle Brucus's divi- sion!
- D ... Division?! ... I mean ... I'll ... serve?
- Yes! Respond dryly - you can say goodbye to a pilot's career.
- Y ... You ... coff ... no ... you can do that!
- I already did, after hearing of your bullshit.
- And ... my ... sponsors?"
- I'm the one who paid for his races!
Runo struggles to get up, even weak, but with anger in his gaze.
- YOU CAN NOT DO THAT WITH ME! SPOIL MY CAREER FOR AN IDIOT BOX! He shouts with all his lungs!
The old mouse ends his fourth sip and just turns his head to the young man, his eyes cold and lifeless the ribbon, a heavy presence emanates from him causing Runo to shudder and swallow.
And turning her attention to the empty glass - That idiot box ... IT WAS MY GIFT FOR MOTHER BIANCA !!! - And before Runo could react the old rat broke the glass with his hand! But his face remained the same, not a trace of sweat or an indication of pain affected him, began to remove the thick shards as if he had taken money from his wallet, every time he made the move he left Runo in total panic.
He picked up a cloth and took out the small pieces that could not pierce the thick skin, looked and opened and closed to see if any nerve affected, the small cuts made by larger pieces began to close in a short time would have no memory of them. And without turning, the old mouse walks to the large window where you see a part of your empire moving the world.
- I lost my best friends, a whole battalion and my soul! All to get that sparky crystal, just to give it to her ... - a pause - and even knowing that she was going to marry another confided to me if she had a daughter would give her the box with all the love I had for her.
"Majore!" A sweet name echoes in the middle of the ocean of bitterness.
At this moment Runo realizes the enormous cold that had just entered and could not escape and worse moved a bee-keeper, had never seen his father that way, and discovered in the most painful.
At that moment the great mouse turns: Tomorrow I will go to the Bouvista and try to talk to Athos and Bianca, and fix you bullshit.
-...Sorry...
- Now go to the infirmary.
- But father!
- Now!!! Runo shudders, and staggers out the door. When you see yourself in the comfortable and large room, the mouse returns to the horizon, his mind begins to work on this and other matters of his interest, but one thing is certain! Nothing will stop him Kavok conquers all that his hands can handle.
CHAPTER III
A special visitor
- Here are the reports on the financial movement of the newly acquired industries of Western Oromu. - A beautiful fox secretariat from the islands of Hokun begins transmitting the data to the large screen that leaves the roof of the vehicle and mounts in front of its passenger.
He watches closely with his cold eyes, oblivious to what is happening in the world, his mind works with the data that is passed on while the other party formalizes the discourse he will have to make for the Bouvists.
Few beings can manage this level of mental stress without wanting to use stimulants, be it alcohol, tobacco or synthetic drugs, but for Kavok "Granit" Trallenko is not a normal rat; born in the icy lands of the frontier was destroyed and reassembled in the strenuous work in the mines, where he still had time to participate in the bloody fights at night to get more money, all hard life forged him like iron on the anvil of destiny, when he enlisted was the most strong rat of the region, in the army stood out for its feats and its strength, known as Granit - The Rock - not for its resistance, but, for its complete lack of empathy.
He graduated in Business Management, where his talent of transforming bankrupt companies into gold mines, his dedication, brutality in the negotiations, besides the voracious appetite made him the newest billionaire. But this did not satisfy him, with the help of the friends of the time of the army, he created one of the first private companies of hunting to the U's, opening a new market anxious for pieces and knowledge of these terrible creatures.
New horizons were opened, which would betray greed and competition from other rivals, Kavok dealt with them as if in a combat arena, those who tried to compete ended up suffering huge losses from the contacts they had, the smarter just asked a small part of the market to exploit in return for taxes.
But there is always a Nemesis, someone who managed not only to defeat Kavok in his game but also made the heart of stone in his chest beat up, his name was Majore MonteOuro, an astute and strong-tempered rat, able to face him anywhere and on any trading desk.
"When two storms collide, who suffers is the earth!" In the business world, the battles that both made them enemies, then competitors and, finally, lovers! Because of her, Kavok organized an expedition to find the owner of the red Sparky, a U 487, during the difficult struggle, lost half of his soldiers, many friends, spent months in the hospital fighting the hardest battle he ever faced, of living; when he recovered he went to Suzz and ordered the box.
But Majore had become marital and economic ties with Arthos Bouvista, owner of a large conglomerate specialized in Logistics, when the invitation arrived in his hands, finally knew the meaning of failure, in his mind accustomed to pain, could not absorb the hardest blow he had already taken, he thought of destroying the box, but Majore's phone stopped him.
The conversation was short, but until today he recalls with joy, such a moment was able to stamp a smile on his face closed, Majore explained everything he had planned to merge the companies using the children, union with Arthos would do his part, just missing Kavok make yours.
Completing the plan, Kavok's wife, a forceless female, the daughter of an entrepreneur who delivered as part of the company, gave him a healthy male. Majore became pregnant and had Bianca, in time the children would get to know each other and the consolidation of the merger would be complete.
Majore can not see her greatest triumph, when Bianca was six years old, ended up countering a serious infection that led to her death, in the final moments of their existence when they were alone, Kavok took the box and called her so she could hear.
- Are all our songs?
- I did not leave any missing.
- Kavok! - Touching him in the face - You were the hardest competitor I had, we would never work together ...
- Majore ... polish your breath! Gently holding your hand - anger gets better
"Take care of our agreement, my beloved ..." the hand becomes icy.
With tears on his face, the only ones that ever came out in his life, Kavok holding his hand finished; "I'll take care of my baby."
Now he is headed towards the mansion, trying to salvage the agreement, which consists of recovering the image of Runo in relation to Arthos and especially Bianca.
He only hoped that to correct his son's stupidity did not have to sell his soul, since it was something he did not have.
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In the large living room, Kavok looked closely at the decor and furnishing style that Arthos always likes, an old air with a very pastel tone, he could own the fourth largest logistics fleet in the world! But, it had the poor taste in the decor.
But she was saved by the delicate tea set, looking with a certain amount of wonder and curiosity at the beautiful work on porcelain, in her mind a list of possible craftsmen who might have created that work of art, "Hum, Valley of the Kings, or Sacred Mountain of Yum? "He thought.
- They are from an unknown island, called Opasah, in the seas of the east. - a male voice replies, as if it were their thoughts; is a small volcanic island, the porcelain has the ashes and so has this beautiful finish.
A tall brown rat, wearing inverted plaid shirts, short white pants, striped stockings, and a beret; well in the style of one who participates in golf clubs, a pastime that Kavok had no interest in despite the various invitations.
- Sorry for not calling to set a time! He turned his gaze to the host and held out his hand.
- Business partners do not accurately mark hours! Repaying - but in relation to certain children ... - contracting eyebrows, a sign of reprobation.
"I feel rancor, but not anger, otherwise I would not have entered, I think I can get around"
- I heard what happened from my son's mouth, and I come to apologize for what happened; Runo also regrets his lack of character and has taken the initiative to enlist, where he will serve in the company of his uncle.
- Ah, uncle, what is his name? I remembered! Brucus? Did I?
- Yes, and I tell him if his uncle did not kill him, he'd come back changed.
- I hope so, Kavok; come with me.
The two go to a porch where there is a bar table, a lawn where a small mouse carrying a bag with several clubs, places a pin and the small ball to be rebounded on the long lawn, for the 18-hole course.
- You know, Kavok! Picking up a club and positioning itself to fight the ball - Our existence in this cruel world is quite short.
- I know that! He replied as he watched the host preparing his bid.
- Majore has always been my best shareholder and wife! - a spark of anger lights in her heart of stone, perhaps enough to strangle him, but the closed face only watches Arthos's speech - She convinced me to make this marriage so that our work does not fall into the hands of adventurers and cheaters, and all we get with our sweat will disappear in the sand of time.
Straighten the body, raise the heel in the highest position and - STUMP! - The small ball flies at great speed and distance. Kavok just remarks, but now anger is replaced by laughter "even in that you were smarter than me Majore!"
- Bianca is a sweet daughter, she never gave me a problem, and her studies at the military academy show the bright future as an official - keeping the club and going toward the bar, where a tie squirrel is cleaning cups, Arthos just points to the shelf full of drinks, - Ice?
Kavok just nods as the bartender prepares two glasses with wisky, Arthos continues. "To our agreement, my daughter has a deep interest in her son.
- Let's just say the sound of the races did its job for both of us. Taking the glass.
- Exact! - raising the glass - to our future - toasting and tasting the drink.
Ravok feels calm; "To be able to solve the situation without having to bargain much" with the problem solved only now it is missing to the box.
- Arthos where's Bianca now?
- In the study room, why?
- I'll offer my help for the repair of the music box.
- That's good, I do not have many contacts in Swedrizzverg my servant will take you to her room.
Leaving Arthos with his daily practice of golf, Kavok follows the servant by the great mansion, when arriving at the room of Bianca already has everything outlined in his mind.
- Who is it? A young voice responds after the knock on the door.
- It's Kavok; I would like to have a talk with you.
- Hi, Mr. Kavok, just a minute ... you can go in there.
Bianca's bedroom does not differentiate much from all females of her age and status, dolls, lots of pink, and stacks and piles of books on the large study table, of course, posters of idols and favorite bands.
She appears casually dressed, jeans and shirt printed - Good afternoon Mr. Kavok, Runo is with you?
He's wearing it, he's got Majore's face, but he's lacking more ambition. - Good afternoon Bianca, not Runo getting ready to join the Armed Forces.
- Ah ... Well, I hope you learn from your mistake.
- Yes, he did, and I gladly accepted your enlistment. - He pauses. - And since you touched on this, I came here to take the music box and fix it.
- The ... b-box ?!
"She changed her tone," Kavok realized; - Yes, I'll take you to my company, where I have a stock of red sparkles, and have a contact with her maker at Suzz.
- Oh ... that ... well ... (glup!) ... do not worry ... it was your gift and ... and ...
"She is nervous? Did something else happen?" - Where's the box?
Bianca tries to disguise, but Kavok's cold, stern expression makes her shyly point to the closet. "There's something wrong here!" He thinks. "Did Runo do something more serious?" In his mind he works the possibility of ripping off an arm or leg of his idiot he calls his son! He hurried to the closet, opened it and looked at the box, examined it carefully, located the area where it was hit, the place was close to the source, "I can retrieve the exterior, but I want to know what else happened, was damaged I ...! "When it opens the two lovers leave their homes to the center and begin to dance to the sound of the orchestra.
"Majore!" The sudden sight of his beloved appears like a flash before his eyes, his body shakes, as if he had a heart attack, with his strength and will to iron tries as quickly as possible to recover, after a few seconds, already recovered delicately closes the box.
- Coff! Coff! ... Well .. - if doing the posture shows but with little success.
- Surprised?
- Yes ... um ... my young lady! - he breathes trying to regain control of the situation
- How did you do it?
- I'd like to talk, but I can not!
"She knows, but she's hiding, I need to break the barrier." - Well, I'm not going to force her, I can finally get to the security team that accompanied you and find your way without any difficulty.
-! - Gulping down - What are you going to do? Question tremula.
"I got her!" Me? Nothing! Besides repaying this being for this great favor, perhaps by paying a fortune.
Bianca looked away from Kavok, "As I thought, whoever has turned down a considerable sum of money, now my question is why?"
- And then?
If you see yourself without options to escape; "Well ... he has a shop!"
"Weird?! To open the box would require an industrial scanner, or without a former student of the craftsman, this removes all rival companies. "- And is he part of any company, authorized or reseller?
"No-he-he's got only one of those merchants' stores!"
"A SCRAPPER !!!!! IMPOSSIBLE!!!! Only a craftsman of Suzz could open without using a scanner "
Kavok stays alert, his cold, imperious eyes focusing on Bianca worse than an interrogation.
- Mr Kavok ... I knew it through a friend, who made repairs of anything, as difficult as it was, and was desperate was something I did know ...
As a good player, Kavok just nods - Calm down, breathe in and continue, as this scrapper did; do this little miracle?
"I do not know, I'd like to know, he asked me to wait outside, and in ten minutes the box was working.
"She speaks the truth, I have to go back and give the line to get what I want!" - I believe what Bianca tells me. - Turning on the coast - He must be very talented! "Bait".
- And as Lord Kavok! - He managed to open the box with his fingers.
"Bingo" - And where can I find it?
- I can tell you, but you will certainly not accept any payment.
- Young lady, talents like his are rare, they need to be stoned to their fullest potential!
- Will Mr. Kavok help you? Did not I think you'd do charity?
- I will, in our world we need every talent if we are to survive.
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Three weeks later
"According to my agents, he always opens from 9 o'clock, even knowing where he lives, I must admit that he has punctuality."
"He spends the whole morning getting his customers, where he delivers the equipment already repaired and makes the budgets of the defective ones, a break for lunch, he evaluates and retires to his private room, where his secret is hidden, has a great concern of hide their talent with the presence of cameras and sensors. "
"Edwin Shimpam, a native of Obrog in the Southern Hills, is one of the few survivors of that terrible nine-year massacre, now residing in G-suite G231, level three, par. 175."
"Young, crippled, orphan ... and with a rare talent." Finishing to read the meticulous report, closing the folder - I will discover your secrets and ambitions, young Shimpam.
Edwin was always reading the outfits he had received in the morning, not too complicated, and he could finish it before lunch, but something caught his attention when several rats dressed in suits occupied the whole court around Edwin's shop! "Is the counselor asking for votes for the new election? But already? "
It was not politics when the big mouse appeared in front of his shop, his expression closed and black eyes immediately terrified Edwin, in his mind could be members of the families who came to collect protection, which would not help fighting nothing, was to pay or finished in some factory of ration for fish.
He knocked on the glass door, then opened it, and once inside - Good afternoon Mr. Edwin Shimpan, can I have a private conversation?
For a few seconds, Edwin did not speak, impressed by the stranger's presence; after swallowing, was able to respond.
- Er ... Sure ... - nervously. Kavok easily realizes how little this one is, goes for more diplomatic action.
- My name is Kavok Trallenko, I am the godfather of Miss Bianca. - reaching out to greet; Edwin is afraid to see the big hand approaching, as if he wants to rip a piece of it, timidly takes his, but to his suppressed, the fulfillment is done with firmness and softness.
- P-pleasure sir T-Trallenko!
- Equally! Edwin invites him to sit on one of the seats and prepares to clean, but thanks Kavok pulls one of the seats and sits in front of Ed.
- Er ... in ... what ... could I ... help you? - Still intimidated by the presence of that mouse.
- Mr. Shimpan! - taking a smalltablet from his inner jacket pocket - I personally came to thank you for your great work in recovering Miss Bianca's music box.
- Er ... nothing ... well ... no ... you have to pay me! - I said the last words with great difficulty and closing my eyes!
- Yes, Bianca told me, and I have to agree with what you said.
-! Er!?
- That box has a great sentimental value for both Miss Bianca and me, I honestly would not even know how to set a monetary value for her work. Looking up, his face a little more relaxed and less frowning continued. - You have an incredible talent and a lot of potential, something that can not be wasted here as a simple scrapper, I know it's not your fault but the bureaucracy of our society.
Kavok's words do their thing, drawing Edwin from the state of fear to depression, causing him to look away; "I found your breach my young!" Think victorious.
- That's why I come to give you the opportunity that destined you took it!
From absolute sadness he leaps to suppress, making Edwin ask.
- What do you mean, sir?
Kavok just presses a key on his smartablet, a hologram protrudes into bluish light.
- This is the Walker 3000, the most modern model for the disabled of your case, your mechanical legs will make you abandon this old wheelchair and lead to new paths in a horizon of endless opportunities! Edwin's eyes sparkle as he sees the machinery, not even in his most ambitious dreams did he think of having that model, either for the price of both the equipment and the exam.
- Not only that! - turning off the appliance - I will also provide you with housing, health and education in addition to your citizen's license.
A tornado of emotions and feelings was clashing inside Edwin, he did not know whether to laugh or cry. Kavok understood everything very clearly, in the times of the cubs in the mines there were tales about rats who gained some extra skill when they survived the war, never believed in such nonsense, for to him everything would have to be conquered by the force of their arms now had one before his eyes and would not let escape.
- One minute!! - as if he had recovered the reason - I will have to tell me about my secret?
"Smart Mouse" - Not at all, I'm here to put you in the place that was taken away nine years ago with the tools and knowledge you need to fulfill all your dreams!
- A better life?
- Yes - watching him - and revenge against the enemies of our nation, the same ones that took his family and legs - reconnecting the smartablett and approaching the hologram before Edwin's eyes - This is the time to repay with interest, high interest!
And looking him in the eye
"What do you say?"
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