Hollywood Zenith

The scene was the same but it looked much more worse because there were more parties. I wasn't a participant I got to witness it with my own eyes. It was first time in my life I felt bad for someone. The scream and the horrible look on her face sent shiver down my spine.

I knew then and there that I wouldn't be able to just watch back and relax. I made my move but it ultimately resulted it a repeat of what I experienced few years ago. I never understood why but 'normal' people were especially driven by greed and lust.

I endured it as best as I could, even if they were saying vile things to my face I felt nothing but pain. Fortunately they soon lost interest because I wasn't going along with their 'plan'. Unlike other girls, I knew they couldn't hurt me because it would result to them either getting reprimanded or sent back to whatever hell they came from.

As someone who used their hands for work, I cleverly put it up so that they would injure me but it seemed they were aware of my intentions. After that every week, I had to just lay there to let them take me. It was not something I wanted to do but I wanted to protect my first feeling, ironically, this feeling was about protecting someone else, no, it was to protect many.

What I did hardly compared to what I was doing for them. I could see in their eyes, was it pity or were they happy that someone took their place? I didn't know but I knew that they would take care of me like one of their own. They would bath me and clean me up so that my bruises wouldn't show in front of others.

I did thought about divulging my predicament to my fellow team but after a while, it was best to keep it all inside after all, there were few of them who were too keen to act especially when one of them got hurt. People said it was emotional outburst but in my eye, they were just expressing their frustrations.

This went out for whole month, a total of four times but something weird happened tonight. Few hours ago, I got to meet the so called 'master' of this place. I expected some rich old man but he was young, a blonde young man who looked at me like he was looking at completely different species.

I didn't mind his looks, just from looking into his eyes I can read him like a fiddle. He was arrogant and probably born with a silver spoon. I couldn't blame him because I didn't look my best today, it's probably because of this week challenging task, hacking into some mega corporation.

It was first time for our group to struggle so much, even when we hacked to different governments division, the work was not challenging but for some reason, their servers were especially secured. It was a fully closed system, which meant we had to get access to the mainframe to get any remote access.

Such a system was used my top intelligence agencies which was why, it was puzzling to see it being used for some business related entity. I knew from the start, we had one directive which was not to arise any suspicion from such agencies so it was not right to hack into something similar.

We were able to do a through background search to any links to any special government programme but we hadn't found anything substantial in a week. That's why when I was called to the upper floors, I half right expected to be punished again.

" So you are the most talent one among them? Why are you so short and ugly?" the blonde man said with a slight disgusted expression.

" I don't know." I gave a short answer as it was the most logical answer for me to not get hit for insolence as they liked to put it.

" Fine, I heard you have a way to hack into even the most secure cell phones using one of the exploits you discovered. Am I right?"

" Yes, I can but for that I need to be in close proximity of the target coupled with the few heavy equipments I need to carry. Without a powerful signal it would be impossible to brute force our way inside." She replied her signature flat tone. Your journey continues with empire

" Good, good. You will come with me for that I have at least make you presentable enough. I can't have just anyone beside me." the young man said and motioned to his men to take care of the rest.

I was taken in an empty room before I was scrubbed clean from top to bottom. It was nice to have someone take care of my hygiene but they were rough. Last week bruises had not fully healed but these people didn't care about my painful moans and grunts.

Within two hours, I was completely transformed into a different person. They even cut my long hair in a generic style which made it hard to discern what I look like, looking in the mirror with the clothes I was wearing and my thin body, I could easily be mistaken as a boy. It seemed like that's what they wanted from the start.

The clothes were the fancient I have ever worn which led me to believe there was definitely something real about the pseudo makeup industry. It might be a huge scam but at least it gave some immediate result.

I travelled to some unknown place and was told to follow behind the young man without saying anything. Even if others tried to talk with me I have to ignore or else I might have to face some consequences.

I was startled by seeing so many young people enjoying themselves. I have only seen such lavish place on television so it was fascinating to mingle with such high class crowd. I did bump into few people which made me scared, their scary face turned warm when they saw who I was following. It seemed I worked for someone high up in the food chain.

After an hour, the young man stood up smiling for the time. It wasn't a kind smile but a predatory smile that I was all too familiar with. He told me to follow him which I did, it seemed like he found the target which meant I have to start working.