Devoir petite nouvelle

One task, one chance

In Lyon,

It’s the third times that I changed sidewalk in five minutes…

It’s been two hours that I walked and I felt the presence of someone since that I lived the stash.

My task was simple, collect a bag under the bridge of Vénissieux and bring it in the shed of La Duchère before midnight. The paper that I found this morning in my mailbox was clear and if I wanted to belong to the Viator’s crew, it was my first and last opportunity. I’m training for more than 2 years everyday to be part of this group and I definitely did not want to miss my only chance to accomplish my dream!

I did not dare to turn around but I was sure that somebody was looking at me and the mission was probably more difficult than just bring a little bag from a point A to a point B.

I was really curious of what was inside but I did not even consider to open it, I was too afraid for it and it would be disobey to the fraternity!

It was 09:22pm, the sun had already gone for over one hour and I probably needed less than 30 minutes to reach the designated meeting place and I wished to be there as fast that I could!

I took a shortcut by a lane, this was my first mistake…

The narrow street was poorly lit and a light mist mix with a little fresh wind of autumn created a strange atmosphere.

After several steps, I noticed that a mysterious shadow were coming through the mist and two silhouettes were drawing at the end of the street. I did not want to take any risk so I turned back when suddenly, two more figures appeared at the enter of the alley. My blood froze. I began to look if there was any exit but I gave up quickly this idea.

I am a really good fighter thanks to I fight intensely everyday in a club with one of the best teacher in the world at martial arts and I probably will be able to overcome five men. The problem was that the fighters from the Viator’s crew were at least of my level and my only chance to join their group was to beat four of them!

I took several deep breaths and I closed my eyes, I could hear the sounds of their feet slowly approaching. I was ready. I opened my eyes and decided to run towards the entrance of the lane I had taken some previously instants. I wanted to play the trump card of surprise and thanks to a big bin, I jump on this latter then on the chest of the first guy. The impact was so violent that he stayed on the ground. I didn’t see the second man and he hit me on the face. This last one was smaller than me and he seemed less experimented too, I stopped his second punch and broke his arm with a karate technique and began to escape of the alley but during this time, the two others men had begun to pursue me. I ran as fast that I could, my lungs were going to explode and my legs were burning. I heard the breast of my pursuers just behind me who were coming closer and the fastest of them grabbed my bag and pushed me violently on the ground. I fell the head first and I felt some gravels stuck into my cheeks. My aggressor took advantage of the situation and picked the precious bag. The second man arrived and began to punch me in my ribs. All my dreams vanished in a fraction of a

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