I am Karai

Chapter I

Whatever happened in those years, I have either forgotten or refused to remember but I regret to inform you that although mature now, both, 6 and 10 have not changed their behaviour. If anything, it got worse as the years went by although I will not lie and say that I could live without the two of them because in all honest, I can't, and I'd like to think they felt the same, but I am many things and for your information a mind reader is not one of them.

"8, wake up, we have the written exams today!"

"Five more minutes 4, don't you like, have something to disinfect or something."4 was a quiet boy whose germophobic tendencies made the best medic of all of us. He could never touch anything without gloves, was always fully covered from his neck to his toes and always wore a mask, so the only part of him that people could really see were his sharp blue eyes, slightly curly black hair, and his pierced ears. He was average height standing at about 5'5 "1 is going to dismember both of us if you don't get your lazy posterior up!" As I advanced through puberty, my attitude for studying, skill in combat and stamina did not diminish, however my need for punctuality had.

"I said five more minutes you overgrown sponge, now leave me alone!" I threw my pillow at 4 who only caught it and sighed. "Look 6 and 10 have already left, and 1 has already woken up 5, 7, 2, 3, 9 and me," 4 grabbed the bedsheet in his hands and yelled "SO LIKE I SAID BEFORE, 1 IS GOING TO DISMEMBER BOTH OF US IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR LAZY POSTERIOR UP!" He pulled off my bedcovers and stared boredly as the glint of a knife against his Addams apple caught his eye. "I said five more freaking minutes." I must've looked insane with my messy black hair and white collared PJ shirt and short pants. 4 didn't even flinch and with a gloved hand he held the tip of my knife.

"Oooh scary," he mocked, "But 1 is scarier so get up." I groan and get up and believe me if looks could kill he'd be dead before breakfast. I quickly dressed and wasn't surprised to see 4, leaning against the doorframe fixing (or changing) his gloves for the millionth time. "You done?" he asked. "Only if your done looking at your girlfriends." I answered pointing to his gloves. "Why you jealous?" I snort, ugly but, perfect for the situation. "Of what? Not like I'm missing out."

We walked in a comfortable silence. That's just what me and 4 were. That was our friendship and no matter how chaotic, different, or strange it seemed to anyone passing by. We entered the cafeteria. The 9DPC had grown to an unbelievable number. It was wonderful what our instructors did for them. It was the same thing they did for us. Take us in and give us purpose. "4, why in the eight planets are you late?" 1 questioned. He was the head of interrogation, although his appearance wasn't that of a hardened soldier. He had chestnut skin and twinkling brown eyes. His dark hair was cut at the sides and curled to perfection. He wasn't bulky but he was most definitely fit and that was shown off very well at his 5'8 stature.

"Calm your pretty face, captain, we both know what happened." 1 looked at 4, for the nickname, then looked at the floor with a sigh and shook his head. "Really 8? The knife again?" I shrugged and harmlessly put my hands in my pocket. "8, we had two Gamma's just last week go to 4 with cuts all over their faces telling him that they had orders to wake you up by any means necessary, and on top of that on Monday my best Beta's came to me, one with a broken leg, the other one had third degree burns over the side of his right arm and the last one had a black eye, broken nose and dislocated fingers. Fingers. I don't even know how you managed to do that and still remain tired." 4 stared at me with a look that although seemed the same as his usual one, had the message, you're on your own, in them. That's just perfect. "Look 1, I understand the problem here," He arched an eyebrow at me, "Go on,"

"You're sending weak mother-," "Let's keep this argument PG for now guys. We are supposed to be setting an example for the juniors, remember? Us?". We turned to the new voice to see 2. Now none of us knew if any of us were siblings but 1 and 2 must be related in some way. No two humans could look this similar. 2 had long dak curls that tilted to one side of her head and the same chestnut brown skin she stood tall and proud at a full height of 5'7.