LOGINSuper Soldiers: The Last One - Book 3 (Part 2) Kahlyn is a girl too big for her height. At one hundred and sixty-six centimeters and eighty kilograms, you're anything but slim. Kahlyn looks different than normal people and is therefore always met with rejection. She's too young for a policewoman and then another type of sunglasses that nobody likes. It always annoys me when characters correspond to the ideal of today's society. For my part, I think it's better to address the group of young people who do not correspond to this ideal. That’s a lot more. This group also needs their superhero, whom they can idealize for themselves. That's why Kahlyn is an outwardly plump looking teenager. Who, when undresses, has everything that makes a superhero. Namely muscles without end, but also heart and mind. Kahlyn needs strength for her abilities, just as much as a good grasp and the ability to empathize with criminals ... She's my superhero. A fighter who is superior to all of her colleagues in everything. But only when it comes to fighting. She is an excellent doctor who can fix almost everything. Which, however, always puts its own well-being at the very bottom. She always thinks of others first and then of herself ... Kahlyn knows what she can do, but is also aware that she is not invincible and that she has weaknesses ...
View MoreIt had taken a long time for Kahlyn to understand that she could trust her new colleagues and always rely on their help.She finally understood that she had friends here at the station.That she could say what she was thinking, just like her friends at school.Also that she could give her boss her opinion without expecting any blows.The men from SEK61 in Gera would never beat or condemn them because of a different opinion.Even though she was so young, Kahlyn was recognized as a full member of the team and, above all, no one doubted her abilities anymore.A feeling of security had taken hold of her that she had never found in her life.She still didn't understand everything the colleagues wanted from her.H
I quickly finished undressing, took the scissors out of the Medi case and cut open the bandage.Threw all the bandages in the wastepaper basket, including the no longer usable melee suit, and continued walking back and into the shower.I just turned the water on hot and let it run over my tense muscles.That felt so good.It was like a good night's sleep for me.After a good half hour, I washed and then returned to my locker and toweled off.Since, as so often, I forgot to bring a towel with me.Put on gym shorts and a bustier.Finished with that, I took the Medi case in hand and headed towards the ready room.As promised, Doko Karpo sat there, gratefully I looked over at the major.
The next morning, John and Sender's first walk was to the front of the station to see if the colleagues had heard from Kahlyn.The guardroom, too, had no new information.They didn't know anything about Kahlyn either.It wasn't just the two of them who were getting really worried.Sender rose again into his anger.Which was caused by the fear he had for Kahlyn.It was getting close to noon and Sender was still brooding over his documents from today's mission.He just c
John woke up on Monday morning, it was just after 4 o'clock in the morning: after a deep, restful sleep of over ten hours.He stretched and got up to check on his little friend.Hopefully she had recovered a little.When she got to her bed, it was empty.Well maybe she went to her bed because she could sleep better there.However, the bed was also empty.Damn it, where was Kahlyn again?Quietly, so as not to wake the others, he went outside.Everything dark, well, Kahlyn didn't need a light, so he felt his way forward.When he got to the ready room he called.





