Once a year a class is chosen secretly by random lottery, and that classis abducted by the army and taken to a remote place where they are givenrandom...weapons and told to kill each other. The survivor is paraded inthe media for five minutes of fame wearing a balaclava, and then is givena new house in another part of the country and a new name and pension andvanishes into obscurity. That much is made known, but the details of whokilled who and the reason why this Program is done at all remain. "W-what do you want with me?" I stuttered.But I could see the answer in their lustful stares, so I was going to be raped and killed and left in some ditch."The boss wants a word," said guy number one sitting on my left."Oh," I said.At least I wasn't going to be killed straight away. But all this didn't make any sense, ok I knew I was prime meat for being raped and dumped somewhere for I know what I look like. I seen guys look at me like that for the last ten of my twenty-six years in total. But. I had no talents to speak of, no good at either studying or sports. I was the guy that girls giggled at behind their hands at as they walked past. It was all so unfair, my mother was a stunner, dad was tall and handsome and my sister was a walking wet dream. I suppose they ran out of good genes when I came along.What I needed was an edge, something to even out the odds, but I didn't have the brains to know what that may be. I got off my bed and looked out of the window. It was a dark night but. .."After giving it a bit more thought, he went on: "If Luna works with meto get the basics, I think it might be possible, though I can't reallybe sure until I see how the spell works and how much power it takes."Satisfied, Sam turned back to me and explained: "I know you don'treally need the money, but having a legitimate revenue steam forBlackstar Corporation will help build its cover as a private securitycompany. I think Cecilia would definitely be interested in the businessopportunity, and.