Færies or Dæmons

The beginning of the end 1

Hey guys this is an unedited dystopian book  so ignore the spelling and grammar. I'll be writing hopefully every 3 or 4 days so enjoy;) none of these are my pics, just from pinterest.

You know that split  second before everything to shit, the moment before a car crashes or a bomb drops? Well that was what if felt like a minute before the world we new ended and the Randvak era began.

My older sister Diana was walking out of the house bearing plates piled with little cupcakes and biscuits. She came and lay down beside me and we both looked up at the stars. 

'Look Diana, a shooting star!' I said pointing to a meteor whizzing above us. My smile faded when it started slowing down doubling in size,

Several others joined behind it, speeding towards us.

"Run" Diana whispered, pulling me up and pushing me back to the house  "RUN ADIRA AND DON'T STOP UNTIL YOU GET INTO THE BASEMENT." 

one of the meteors crash landed in the horizon, followed by a choking black cloud quickly enveloping the town below and creeping up to our hill. Screams of agony rang through the valley as people were boiled alive in the monstrous cloud.

Tears were streaking down my face as the air turned static. "LOCK YOURSELF IN AND DON'T COME OUT NO MATTER WHAT UNTIL YOU ARE SURE THIS IS OVER." 

I wrenched open the heavy door and turned back to my sister. The purple cloud roared over the back fence and i screamed out for my sister.

Time froze. She looked at me, the cloud encircling her and mouthed "i love you" before she was swallowed up

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The morning shouts of the warden over the grammar-phone jolted me from my sleep. I sat up and rubbed my face, wiping away the nightly tears that streaked across my face.

I can hear my best friend , Avery groan as she climbed  down from the top bunk. I laughed at her messy hair and red nose. 

" Avery Concetta Nicolette the Third, you are a disgrace to your country and people, no one wants a Queen looking like a zombie" i giggle, shoving her head. She wraps me in a strong bear hug as we laugh together. 

Her silky blond hair falls in waves down to her hair and her neon green eyes fit well with her pale skin and rosy lips, she is pretty  and delicate, a complete polar opposite to me. I haveshort brown haired, tanned and had freckles spreading like a mask over my nose and cheeks. I was slightly shorter than her but way more aggressive build stronger compared to her thin frame. But, the main reason we are different is, I am burdened with glowing grey eyes, making me look like them.

There is a loud bang as our dorm officer (Fade) barges in screaming orders at us. We snap to attention and march out of the room, joining 5 others. I hide a laugh when i see Avery frantically combing her hair with her fingers but Fade catches my eye, silencing my giggles.

Our group marches into the grey courtyard, bordered by towering barded wire-topped fences. Fade is stood up front, assigning work to people. She looks bored.

Then it comes to my turn. Fade barks out an order " subject 151, high commander has requested your presence immediately. A Voska will lead you to your room so you can collect your belongings. You will not be coming back." She didn't look up. She was sentencing me to my death and she didn't even have the decency to look at me.

On command, a Voska places his hand on the small of my back, pushing me toward cabin 7. 

Know one ever comes back from meeting with the high commander and i wasn't going to be an exception. This could be the last time i ever see this camp. Even thought it constant torture, it is the closest thing i have to home. I will never be able to protect Avery, she's still to delicate, she can't face the guards on her own.

I remained expressionless, as my many years of torture had taught me and tried formulating a plan. I need to help Avery so i must stay alive no mater what it takes. 

I can feel the Voska's hand sliding further down my back.

I try to refrain from shuddering but we get to my cabin anyway.

'You've got two minutes'

The door closes behind me and I frantically stuff as small bag with my belongings- a couple of pictures of my old town and family, my mother's pearl necklace and a small black bag that a traveller gave me. I don't even know whats in it it just kept it because i didn't have much stuff that i could call my own. 

Then i remember the knife i stole from training and tuck it in my waistband. Maybe i could just kill the Commander and run. Ah maybe not, he's probably got hundreds of bodyguards- i'd be dead before i even got to him.

Suddenly the Voska barges through the door, grabbing my hair and hauling me out of the cabin, towards the control tower. At least this was better than touching my but.

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