THEY (Drabble)

Thanks; many thanks to Starsky’s Strut for proofreading and correcting my very first drabble; for being my friend and for giving me so much joy with her excellent stories.

This story was written purely for entertainment and is not for profit, and is not meant to trespass in any way on the holders of the rights to Starsky and Hutch.


At first he clung to the hope that his friend would come to rescue him, because they allowed him to believe it.

Later, hope faded in his soul and eventually the cherished memories of his friend faded too, because they forced him to forget.

Then, he began hating his friend, because they had taught him to do it.

That morning, unexpectedly, they set him free. And he set out with a purpose. To find his former friend; to kill him.

They trained him  to do it... And now, finally, he was out there, eagerly looking out for his prey.