My, my how my life came to be. A differnt type of love story with Richard Kruspe

This is a story about a woman who is in her twenties; she had a different life from most people. Her and a few others were in an organization somewhat like the mafia but the mafia dont have squat on what they can do. Assassins built by the government and then withdrew them from service. They call themselves Immortals for they are harder then hell to kill. She wanted to leave but they didnt let her without a fight. So here we are with this woman as the main character her only true friend so far is Asher whom she meet right after she escaped the Immortals grasp. And she will finally have something worth living for in the near future... Richard Kruspe..

Oh i cant wait to see where richard comes in
My, my how my life came to be. Im always running away, away from them. Hoping and praying I'll never be found; just another face in the crowd. It seemed so long ago when I was by their side. In front of countless dangers we had faced. But the pain they put me through felt so close to yesterday.
They found out I wanted to leave them. So instead of killing me point blank; they dragged me to an old shack with one room. In that room was a trapped door on the floor so down we went. The cellar looked centuries old. The walls were all made of stone and the brisk air smelled of mold and dank water. The only light came in was through the entrance, great no electricity. In the middle of the corridor there were chains coming up from the ground like snakes escaping from the depths of hell. Two of the men grabbed each of my arms and another with my legs. the fourth man separated the chains out so I wouldnt lay on top of them. I kept struggling hoping to get free. They shoved me on the ground so violently it took my breath away and it took me a second to actually get air in. The chains were cold against by bare ankles. The men took their places, one had his knees on my shoulders and held my arms at bay. The other two were at my feet struggling to lock in the chains. The last man was leaned up against a high table with his arms crossed over his chest enjoying the show. After a few difficult minutes they had got all the chains in place, the ones around my ankles, above the knees, across the hips, the chest and shoulders and finally my neck making it very uneasy to take in deep breaths. The one leaning turned around and grabbed a syringe from the top of the cabinet above the table. He turned to me smiling and was showing no regret, he came down to my left arm grabbing it with left and holding the needle in his right hand and slowly put the needle in. I could feel the thick fluid traveling through my veins and it burned like liquid fire. I shook uncontrollably as it ran through every part of my being. Even the ends of my hair felt like hot flames.

Holy crap...
I stood up from my leather couch and open the balcony door and stood outside. I hated reminiscing in the past. I took in a deep breath of the cool air outside and it didnt help. I felt like was going to be sick... Yep I was going to throw up. I ran back inside almost tripped over the coffee table. I smashed through the bathroom door, dropped to my knees in front of the toilet. I started to dry heaving but the only thing that came up in my empty stomach was the greenish yellow acids that break down food in the stomach. After I was done I flopped to the side of the bathtub, taking in small amounts of air, trying to calm myself down. Of course the only time I needed to be alone, Asher let himself in the house and walk toward the bathroom and saw me collapsed against the tub. "What the hell? Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'll get there." I slowly started getting myself up, not sure I could succeed without losing my balance. Asher held out his hand to me to help me up and surprisingly I accepted without arguing. "Do you want me to tuck you in bed?" I looked at him for a moment, in his icy blue eyes. His skin was so pale it looked almost translucent. He was tall and slender but he wasnt weak, he could bench press me and some. His long black hair fell just above his elbows. Usually guys didnt look right with long hair, they looked more feminine, but he looked really good with it. "No I'm okay now." "Are you sure?" He said not believing me. I looked at him with my 'shut the hell up' face. I let go of his grip "Move Asher I need to brush my teeth." He moved out of the way saying nothing more. Good boy. I went around him to the sink and looked in the mirror, while I grabbed my yellow toothbrush and dabbed toothpaste on the bristles. "God I look like shit" I whispered to myself. I had pale skin before but now I look sickly white. My dark curly hair fell just after my shoulders: I was starting to get dark circles underneath my eyes from the lack of sleep. My lips were pouty and red and it look like I have been making out all day long. Asher left me in the bathroom to groom myself. He went to the living room and propped his feet on the coffee table, I bout killed myself on moments ago. I finally got done brushing away the germs in my mouth and tongue. "So what time do you work today?!" Asher yelled like my apartment wasnt small enough to hear him in. "Four, why do you ask?" I replied back while walking past him to the kitchen. "Oh, I was just wondering... So how long are you keeping this job?" I thought for a moment. "I'm thinking for a few more weeks." "I really dont see how you can get so many jobs and only working each of them a few months at a time." I started to squeeze in a smile. "Because I'm that damn good." He chuckled a little bit, as did I. "I hate to see you leave, since this time I cant go with you." he looked at me so serious when I meet his eyes through the bar that separated the living room and kitchen. He now was sitting up straighter. His arms were criss cross against his chest. His features were very masculine, even with his long hair you could never mistaken him for a woman. "I wish you could come as well but you know what is going on and why I cant risk no one. Imp sorry Asher but no its not going to happen." he looked down at something I couldnt see and looked back up to meet my gaze. "I know that, but now more then ever your going to need someone with you. You cannot go against them alone when the time comes." I looked down and shook my head, I was starting to get frustrated. We gone through this conversation many a times before. He must of seen it on my face, because he apologized and dropped it. I looked at the stove's digital clock it was already 3:15. "Fuck I need to get ready for work." I already had a shower earlier today so I washed my face, put my hair up in its usual bun, slipped on the non-slick shoes and ran out the door.
oh no i dont want to go to work ugh!
It usually takes me about twenty minutes to drive to work. Vie been working at the hospital's cafeteria for a few months now. It was an decent job even though I hated some of the people I worked with, but the actual work never bothered me. By the end of the day I was about to fall asleep. I literally watched the minutes go by and I could feel every second pass by. Thankfully I was clocking out at 12:46am. Damn I cant wait to leave this awful place. Its not the hospital I wanted to leave, it was this city: Amarillo, Texas. It was flat and windy and the weather changed more often then I change my underwear. In the morning its bright and sunny with not a cloud in the sky to cover up in shade, and by the night its freezing cold with the wind blowing hard so you wouldnt forget it. I walked out to the parking lot with the wind biting down my arms and face leaving no bare skin an ounce of warmth. I scanned the lot to see if anyone was near or watching. (Me? Paranoid?) Not a soul in sight. I spotted my green jeep underneath a light pole all by its lonesome. Suddenly I stopped dead in my tracks, I knew someone was watching me burning a hole wherever him/her looks. I turned around to find only a letter on the ground with the name... Isebetha written on top; my real name, not even the Immortals knew what is was. Who the hell is watching me?...

woa, woa, woa what the heck is going on

This is all for today, but thank you for reading and please let me know what you think, and if there is anything wrong let me know i would love to get better at writing