The guard who was leading me by my hair forces me into a lift in the control tower.
As soon as the door shuts, he turns to me, an evil smirk playing on his lips. He pulls back his fist, slamming it into my jaw. Pain tears through my face but i remain expressionless, emption is weakness. It angers him so he rams his knee into my abdomen. Still i stay calm and collected. He takes aim again but before he can land his punch i pull out my knife. For a minute fear flashes across his face and i smirk before slicing the knife across his cheek .
He reaches up to touch the blood dripping down then snarls.
The last thing i see is his scarred hand connecting with my temple before my world descends into darkness.
***
"Adira Davakan, subject 151, age 15, air mutant, training level 5."
I was sat up on a stone bench, my hands tied to the wall above me. Hy head was pounding and there was blooding running down my chin from a cut on my lips i hadn't seen. My hair was tangled and my clothes were dirty.
I looked up to the High Commander lounging behind a desk. His voice was deep and threatening but i could hear the smirk in his voice. He was an ugly man, greying hair and a long beard. He radiated power and he knew it.
Ciguar smoke clouded large room and as i expected there were 5 guard positioned around the room.
'I heard your quite the fighter Adira, took down my best men in training.' He looked up from something he was fiddling with in his dirty hands. I scolded myself as i realised it was the knife i had tucked in my waistband before i came.
'I have a job for you sweetheart, its a little dangerous but i think you can handle it'
I stayed silent as his eyes scanned my body, stopped at my busted lip. He chuckled before continuing.
'I need you to be my assassin, the last one needs replacing and seeing as you are are best fighter, i have chosen you to send out into the world.' He slides a smartphone across the table. ' this phone will be used to contact you and to find intel on next target. You must complete every assignment or else.'
"Or else what" i spat.
He turns to one of the Voska who flicks on a tv screen. It flickers then CCTV footage of a girl my age flashes on. It takes me a minute to realise it is Avery and a tear rolls down my cheek. She is lying in a pool of blood, with 1 guard pointing a gun at her head while the other kicks her violently. Even though there is no sound i can imagine her screams.
'PLEASE STOOP I'LL DO IT JUST PLEASE DON'T HURT HER, PLEASE'
"very well" , he signals to one of the Voska tho hurries out of the room only to appear moments later in the cctv footage. Avery is left alone, crying.
"You will collect your weapons now and before you even think about laying hands on another one of my Voska, remember your friend life and sanity is in my hands."
One of the Voska walked fowards, wrapping a sour smelling gag around my mouth and i felt my eyes begin to droop as my body collapsed to floor.
***
This was the second time this day i woke up in a random room and it was starting to piss me off .
I surveyed my temporary cell ; there were no windows or furniture just a tv built into the wall. The walls were dirty and there was several red stains covering the floor.
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Færies or Dæmons
Fantasy98% of the world is dead, the rest are mutated. After the small færy kingdom move in on Earth, the 'humans' left are enslaved and killed. In a world where fantasy is a reality, one girl with a big secret could save them all and bring back the Earth...