BANG! BANG! shots are heard in a room covered in black paint and targets with red stripes arenfilled with promising spies and assassins currently training in the Spartan program,
where children from all different zones, with great potential were trained hard to
become assassins.
The "Spartan assassins" are trained to be ruthless killers and to be absolutely perfect and synchronized with every move, every sound, and every breath.
They are taught to have no heart and are trained in martial arts and were trained to use guns and throwing knives and even studied languages and learned about poisons at young ages, they also know how to make use of their surroundings at an isolated facility.
And if they fail? Well let's just say they disappear leaving a trail of blood and lifeless screams.
Here a girl with olive skin and pitch black hair was pushed the hardest, her name was: Cynthia.
she tested as Defensor and so did the other Children in the facility, she doesn't remember much about her past but she can't forget that when she was 12
Her uncles took her in when she was 5 and raised her and even adopted a young boy, her brother: Xavier (likes to be called Xavi) she remembers that the Spartan program "took care of her" and now she is left here, in this place.
"I will never be free." Cynthia thinks.
"Again"
the instructor says she aims her gun at the target and
BANG! BANG!!
she stares at the target in frustration as she sees it had missed little red dot in the middle.
"Again"
she hears as she raises her gun up one last time and
BANG!
"finally" Cynthia thinks as she sees her bullet has pierced through the target
"Finished."
The instructor says, the other "students" set their guns on the tables and leave the room.
"Встать прямо!" (Stand up straight!) the instructor barks at the "students" as they file into one line. "Ходить!" (Walk!) as they walk into one singular line, Cynthia holds her breath as she walks in an almost military-like way.
Their next class was knife combat, Cynthia walks towards the table holding the knives she picks up one prepares to fight with a girl she didn't know. In this "class" they weren't allowed to leave until someone surrenders, gets cut or killed.
The instructor says: "Begin"
with a stern face, slashes are heard across the room, a girl named Vivian draws first blood, after slashing her opponents arm she sits on the bench at the other side of the room waiting for the rest to finish. "très bien" (very good) the instructor says to Vivian in french, she was always the favorite in knife combat.
Vivian had strawberry red hair and green eyes, and she was the "bunkmate" of Cynthia.
Cynthia continues to fight with the other girl for 2 minutes until Cynthia stabs the girl's arm and leaves the mat, she goes to the sink and washes off the blood from her knife. After cleaning it with a towel she sits with Vivian, who was still holding the knife she used
which was dripping blood at the tip "sotva jsi přežil" (you barely survived) Vivian says in Czech a language she was fluent in, while she wipes away the blood dripping on her knife. "trvalo ti to moc dlouho." (you took too long)
In the Spartan program they were taught to use every millisecond they have. "I didn't" Cynthia replies, in all the tests she passed when
she was younger, due to resourcefulness and her ability to make quick decisions. During one test she used a piece of glass to stab two "dummies" at once after 3 more minutes
They finish their class, "Sure" Vivian whispers.
Cynthia's eyes wander across the room before hearing something at the end of the room. "Please. Don't hurt me." the boy said on the floor with his opponent pointing her knife directly at his neck.
Though the pair was far across the room, she could see that the pair was 13-14 years old, and had been well broken by the program. Especially the girl.
"No emotion, Ximena." The instructor said peering over her.
"Please Ximena. Please." the boy said as the knife pushed deeper into his skin.
"Please don't kill me."
"Si lo hago, ellas me matarán." She said before slicing his throat.
The blood trinkles down his neck as Ximena looks in his now, dead eyes feeling regret and '
"Well done." The instructor said as the girl faced with her head drooped down facing the floor.
"Chin up, Ximena." The instructor says as two fingers push Ximena's head up high, facing her.
"Tout le monde fait la queue !" (Everyone line up!) The instructor says as she escorts the winning students out the classroom before locking the door. And all the students who didn't finish in time was locked in, where they will never be seen again
As they part ways Vivian blinks in morse code: - - . - - - - - - -. . - . . . - . - - - . . - . - . -
(Goodbye.)
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Cynthia-the Spartan program
Science FictionCynthia was just 12 years old when she was forced to train as an assassin, she barely remembers her past but she can't forget seeing her guardians dead and leaving her and her little brother Xavier as orphans, she promised herself to hold those resp...
