Shattered Stars

~Chapter One~

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~The Start Of Something New~

!TW! !Strong Language and Violence!

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It's been ninty seven years since our human population scurried away from earth after a nuclear apocalypse wiped out the planet.
My name is Athena Whyte and this is how I've always remembered life; Hiding away in the shadows of the Ark ship to protect my little sister Charlotte.

When I was seven years old my sister was born. It was an accident my mother said. She was never supposed to get pregnant again.
This lead to us making a decision, one that was difficult to say the least.
We hid her away in the walls of the ship and underneath our floor board. I hid myself away too. I tried to at least.

Our plan worked for years. Our secret hid in the walls and floors. Nobody found her, nobody but me and my parents knew she existed.

Until, one day Charlotte decided it was a good idea to wander. Wander away from our four walls. On her adventure she hit a gas pipe, causing a leak.
An engineer went to fix the problem. Unfortunately for us, he found her. The gass burnt her leg, so severely she passed out there and then from the pain. Leaving her no time to escape. They quickly discovered Charlotte was connected to us. I never knew how...

Jaha forced us to watch. Watch as they tortured our parents and float them straight to their deaths.
Poor Charlotte was only eleven, the painful look she had in her eyes scared me.

Then after our punishment we were locked away, of course separating us.

I was thrown into a cell alone.
My own company only lasted for a day or so. Another girl a few years younger than me was thrown in the same way i was. Her name is Octavia.

At first we hated eachother. I guess we forced eachothers pain onto one another.
Over time we grew on eachother and became some what close. It was nice to have someone who understands your situation.
Before Octavia, I'd never had someone to call 'my best friend'. I never had time for that, I never had time for anyone really.

I guess being locked away for now a whole year buys you time, a lot of time. In which I never used to have...

"Do you think, maybe one day we'll get out of here?" Octavia asks, seriousness behind her tone.
She sat on what I've called my bed for the past year. I sat on our cell floor, drawing what I imagined how the earth would look; with a broken piece of charcoal.
I let her words sink in, allowing me to think. After a brief moment of shared silence I answered, "I honestly don't know," I paused looking up from my drawing to meet her green eyed gaze. "But I hope, I hope we find a way out or be set free to say the least."
A smile curled on Octavias lips, "Find a way, huh?"
I chuckled realising what I said.
"We don't deserve to be here O." I say, continuing my drawing.
"I still can't get over how you killed the guards, them bastards are supposed to be stronger than us."
I knew she never meant for it to come out the way it did but my body still flinched. I may have acted as though me killing two guards didn't bother me, but it did.

When they dragged my sister away from me, I'd flipped out. How was I supposed to protect her like I promised if she was being taken from me?
In this situation there's only so much you can do; One, You freeze and let the scene play through, feeling helpless. Two, you run but you know there's only so far you can go until the guards stop you. Then there's Three, You fight and hope your revenge worked to scare the others.