Dr. Molotov

As you trudged from home to you dorm you could see two letters waiting for you one was a black envelop with a red wax seal with the letters BW on it while other was a strawberry scented letter with no wax seal on it. But you could deal with it later as you had your first dueling session later today.

You were after exhausted especially after creating an entire company from what was known as the central train service to what was now known as BlackThorn Central Union had taken a lot out of you both financially and physically so many permits and codes and learning had go into your now 20 million maxim investment. Changing the once public service into a private company hadn’t been easy but you had pulled off the paperwork to set up the company and keep it running you had of course set policies, hired new staff and of course upgraded, bought and maintained the fleet of trains as well.

You also focused on making the company run as efficiently and effectively as you could without slashing jobs as the last thing you needed was for the working class to have another reason to hate you. It had taken two days setting it all up but it was all set up and running smoothly now could you shift your focus back to your studies and personal life hopefully it would all work out.

As you made it to your dorm you saw the tall man in the fur coat with the black hat once more. “Hello young one my name is Dr. Molotov I have come from the university of Moscow to instruct a Nathan BlackThorn da?” He said in a thick Russian accent. You sighed after everything it appeared the universe just wouldn’t give you a break. “Yes I am Nathan BlackThorn and what do I call you sir.” You replied. The man smiled before replying “My name is Dr. Molotov now come we will begin your training at once!” And with those words Dr. Molotov trudged into the snow with me following closely behind him.