~Prolouge~(Part 2)

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"Come on Zack, kill it!" 17 year old Emma Rollon screamed. Zack, giving his best friend a glare, and said the final word and the cloth dummy disappeared.
"You could do better," Emma said.
"I would like to see you try," Zack replied, out of breath.
"Okay, bring it," Emma said confidently. Zack said the three words and another dummy appeared. He spread his right arm out, signaling Emma to go. Emma muttered the same chant Zack did, but more faster and accurately. Suddenly, a giant hole appeared in the dummy's chest. Emma kicked the dummy over and it disappeared in a blink. Emma took a bow an Zack stood there, arms crossed and an impressed and surprised look on his face.
"Nice Em!" a voice said from the back of the training room.
"Thanks Carry," Emma said, going towards the 13 year old to give a high five.
"I would give you one, Zack, but she dominated you," Carry giggled.
"Thanks," Zack said sarcastically.
"Guys, stop fooling around. We got a dead skipper," 18 year old Nathan Serena interrupted.
"Not another one," Emma sighed as Carry and Zack got up and ran after Nathan. They followed Nathan until they got to the lobby of the Factor Building.
"What the hell happened?" Zack said, looking at the pale body in the center of a crowd of people.
"Someone just appeared there. We figured it was a skipper," Celily said from the crowd.
"Why the hell do people do this?" Emma muttered to herself.
"Get the print. Then go to the transport room. We'll get further information in there," Zack said. Carry grabbed a scanner an got the dead body's finger print.
"Got it!" Carry yelled. Zack, Emma, Celily, and Nathan followed Carry into the transport room.
Carry placed the print under the transport scanner and they waited for results.
"Ben Reilly. Age 19. 3rd Generation. What an idiot," Zack said, shaking his head.
"Another useless skipper," Celily said.
"I hope they honestly know that every single generation skipper kills himself skipping. I mean, it's impossible to skip without killing yourself," Emma said. When they went back to the lobby, the body was gone and everybody went back to their normal routines.
"Rematch," Zack said, smiling at Emma.
"You can try, but you'll never beat me," Emma replied, running after Zack.

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