Concealed Crime Investigation

"Okay, back to step one! Punch with the right hand, Kick your right leg up to the height of your head and throw the next punch with the left hand!", the coach yells again. Those are the only words echoing through the hall.

He's practising with the weaker ones and those who still can't remember the order.
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Well thanks to Yasmina I don't have to be there. Over the time we got close friends and we hang out very often.

Most of our 'students' are allowed to practice on scarecrows now. David for example. At least he isn't with the 'beginners' anymore! Applause for David, please!

But Yasmina has teached Sophie and me very well, so we are allowed to create our own choreographys. We learned all possible movements and I must say, I'm proud of us three. And of David too, of course! Applause!

So Sophie is currently landing one round-house-kick after another on her poor punchingbag and Yasmina... well she's in her own world and I'm afraid her punchingbag will be destroyed any moment. And me? Yeah... I'm just going through the movement alphabet. I don't have enough creativity to think of anything other to do.

It was great here but Yasminas and my time here in martial arts is almost over. We will soon have to stop our training to attend the classes for our psychical strength or whatever, I don't get it anyway. But we still have one month left here, to learn the other basics ins martial arts, because it doesn't only consist from fighting, but from other things as well. Yeah, and that is what we are learning from tomorrow onwards.

"Watch your back!", Sophie suddenly shouts and I instantly know what she tries to say, so I turn around and catch Yasminas foot, whose was aiming for my head with my right hand.

"Your reflexes became better, Finn!", she praises while smiling mischievously.

"And you still are pretty tricky!", I respond while dodging her right hand, that she threw at my stomach with my other hand. And soon we are fighting again.

It's one of our favourite spare time activities. We train in our spare time, that's right. We started to understand the urgency of what we are doing, so we decided to make it the priority in our lives. Ha, that sounds as if we were married actually! But no,we are just friends. Sometimes I wonder who my best friend is - Yasmina or David? I like both of them and I guess I like both of them equally.


"Take a break!", the coach's voice cuts through the air. But even through I am very exhausted from all the fast movements I had done today and the current fight, we don't stop. It's just too late to stop us now. We are in our element and have our fun in fighting each other.

After a short time the coach stands right before us: "Do you need an extra invitation?"

Great. Just great. I don't want to stop and I can feel Yasmina doesn't want to too. Dissapointed we turn to our coach and give him an 'Are you serious?' look.

"Now go, eat.", he commands.

Life is strict here. You don't really have a will of your own, you simply have to do what you are told to do. If not you are punished and such. But we still have our bit of spare time. Many use it to have fun or to relax, others hang out with their lovers and the homesick people still watch their families. Ha, I could laugh at that. My family - great people, who just never cared about me, and so do I. I don't care. I haven't seen them for four months now. But I here is my new family.

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Yasmina and I sit down next to each other. The other girls already started eating and blabbering so we start to eat as well. Suddenly the doors open. Mr. Arredson walks in, but he's not alone. He brought Mrs. Allie with him.

"That seems like trouble.", I whisper in Yasminas ear and she nods silent.

"We have a task for you, kids.", Mr. Arredson begins.

"You can't start like that, Michael!", Mrs. Allie scolds him, then adds: "You've done great till now! And so the government decided to test your abilities and how much you've learned! So we prepared a mission for you. We give you exactly two more months to prepare and to improve yourself as much as you can!"

We are all speechless for a while. A mission? So fast? Wow! But what if we fail?

"What if we fail to solve it?", Yasmina asks. We think the same, I guess.

"Don't worry, it's an easy task! You'll just have to..."

Mr. Arredson cuts her off: "Don't give too much information. Havn't you learned that at some point?"

So it shall be easy? I'm curious now. I hope we'll get it done.

"For that your training will be changed. You'll get other coaches, they will teach you fast and professional, so don't worry. Here they are!", Mr. Arredson introduces the two men who walk through the doors in right that moment. "This two men are Mr. Miller and Mr. Koch. Mr. Miller will teach the girls and Mr. Koch will teach you two.", he says and points towards Yasmina and me. So Mr. Koch will be our new coach. After that all four coaches leave us alone to eat our meals up.

"What do you think our task will be Annabelle?", Silvia asks and the three of them soon are lost in their conversation about impossible things.

"And what do the two of you think will our mission be?", Annabelle suddenly turns towards us.

"Hmm, I don't know yet.", Yasmina simply says.

"I'd say: Wait and see.", I mumble in my casual voice, "But I bet it will be very interesting."

And I can see how Yasminas lips curve to a sly smile: "So do I."