Heirs: Code Lilith

The Heir of Death

"Please, please! May I find the next one?" I asked.

"No, please calm down," said a voice over the intercom.

"Please?" I asked, looking into the mirror where I knew they were looking at me. "Just give me one day, that's all."

"No," it said again. "You will never be permitted to go into society."

I groaned and rolled out of my chair and onto the floor childishly. "But this is a matter of Life and Death!" I whined.

"With you, everything is..." it said.

"But it's my opposite!" I yelled, frustrated. "This one can't kill people, I swear."

"Well, we're not going to give you a chance to find out," it said.

I groaned once more and looked up at the ceiling angrily.

"You guys suck..." I muttered childishly. "I never get to go outside! I literally have not been outside for eight years, you know."

"You know why we will never allow that," the voice droned. "We cannot allow the public to be put at risk."

"But we're in the middle of nowhere! Maybe just a little sunlight? These fluorescent lights are going to ruin my eyesight, you know. And besides! I know how to control it, you guys know that of all people," I argued. "Can't you make an exception? Please! I can find where the next one is!"

"No, this is not up for negotiation," the voice rejected.

I rolled my eyes and rolled over on my stomach to scream into the floor in frustration. If they weren't going to let me out willingly, I'd have to use force. I got up, suddenly turning serious.

"Let me out," I articulated clearly.

"If you told us where the next one is, we could have someone pick him or her up for you," it tried to negotiate. I could feel the anxiety in the voice.

A smile took over my face, a smile of crafty designs.

"Let me out," I repeated. "Or I'll do it, I swear to God I will."

"N-now...! Don't be hasty!" it said. "We can't let you out, I'm sorry."

I held up my hand threateningly at the mirror. "Don't try me."

All of a sudden, the alarm went off.

I groaned and backed up against the wall instinctively. But I knew this would happen. They only opened the door for the soldiers, it was my ticket out.

"Put your hands in the air where I can see them!" one of the soldier men yelled at me. "Get on the wall!"

"I already am on the wall, stupid," I mocked, putting my hands in the air.

There were seven soldiers all carrying automatic guns in my tiny room, all of which were pointed at me.

"We will shoot you-"

"Yes, yes, I know," I said, annoyed. "You'll shoot me if I move, so just stay still until I calm down. I get it. I've done this a million times."

"Stop talking, miss," he said, stepping closer.

"You must be new," I said. "The other guy never went past that yellow line."

The soldier looked to the ground at the line he was clearly across. "Yeah, why?" he asked.

"That's my range when my hands are in the air," I said, smirking.

The eyes under his helmet grew about three times their normal size and he jumped back at least five feet, bumping into the other soldiers.