Droog

Dimitri scanned his grey eyes over the crowd as he looked back to his texts to check if he was on time as he calculated the time of the boarding. His lips grim he was pissed, where was his this friend of his.

She had to be here by now.He was stunned when a blonde girl of 18 came jumping at him her brown eyes bright as she stared at him in curiosity.

Wasnt she too young? His friend was so pretty for sure. She was great for talking such good russian being asian that he had to praise and her coding skills were obviously top notch of course. How could she be his friend then?

He still remembered vividly around 5 years ago when he was on his laptop playing around in the dark web when his laptop suddenly went blank.He was stupedified as he tried to on it until he scowled realising his laptop was hacked.

He had a great firewall and he knew it wasnt that easy to break. It would take a normal hacker atleast two restless days to come to his second security wall. Then how could his laptop be hacked?

But then it lit up again with a sentence, "Wanna be friends?" and it changed his life forever. Because thats what is making him pick this lady in the airport early in the morning.

"Elle, how come you look so young?" he asked as his eyes turned towards her as he stopped the car aside. Xiulin whose eyes whose eyes focused on taking in the scenery for a while was surprised by the question.

"Why do you ask?"she said looking at him with curiosity.

"You were supposed to be around my age. And as far as i know my friend wasnt Asian and she knew Adrian Carlo closely enough to not get my help"

Xiulin felt a cold metal move beside her head. She didnt underestimate this friend of hers. She smiled as she looked ahead.

Dimitri felt the temperature in the air has dropped and felt his back covered in sweat with the feeling of fear.

"Who are you?"he asked as he straited his back with no change in his expression.

"Elena Carlo"she said as she looked at him.

He loaded the gun and pushed it to her head again.

"I said who are you? There wont be another chance"he meant it when he said that. He will be pulling the trigger if he didnt get an answer which satisfied him enough to let this young lady here to be alive.

As he was about to pull the trigger a hand crept in and grabbed it and pointed it at him.

"Tsk tsk such a small gun, droog. You could have a bigger one right?"*she said as she raised her eyebrow at him.

He frowned at her tone. As it sent him to a weird memory of his first call with her. The voice rang in his head again.

"Tsk tsk you could make a better firewall, droog. You know that right?" she said when they had a call for the first time.

"Elena" he called out as he saw her.

Xiulin sighed and rubbed the side of her head which has started to form a red bump. She wasnt happy with it.

"You are always so impulsive"she grumbled as she caressed her wound. Dimitri felt guilty looking at her. He didnt mean to be aggressive. He was worried that he was being fooled so he couldnt help but be rash with her.

"Why do you look like this then? Had a plastic surgery"he asked as pouted.

"I died"she said looking at him. She didnt want to get him into this. She was lying when she said she didnt have a friend in her past life. She did have a person who she forced herself into. That was none other than Dimitri.

He was the only person she could trust at this time in this country to help her. He was the only with the right resources who could be willing to listen to her than shooting her one face. But oh boy how wrong she was? This innocent lamb of hers has evolved into kitty now.

*Droog- also pronouced as friend in russian.