The Unknown Atmosphere

Chapter 6

Chapter six: The Ascension
I stand in a room of 5 colours, until one of white enters. I am standing in front of every single one of the 12,036 people that live on what will soon pass to become my childhood home. I stand with all the others who have won when a voice splits the whispers that surround me, "Young, youth, and old, I welcome you. All of you all must know this is the Promise year and these are the Chosen. This will be the last time you will ever see them, for today they will ascend. In one moment I will allow the best of the best to choose first their destination. Once they have chosen they will be given their survival pack and enter their pod. Once the pod is full they will be sent to their new home Earth!" The room fills with clapping, no screams or hollers, as that is what we were told. As the Wisest raises her hands and the claps slow to a stop. "I shall let the Protectors choose first. Valerie, if you may." I walk to the front, Canada, Canada, Canada, Canada, Canada... I reach the podium and amongst all the thoughts that fill my brain telling me to scream it directly at Annable, I stand and state, "I Valerie Monal chose to ascend to Canada." I turn and walk to be handed my bright red backpack, and sit in my pod. I sit as one by one each is called to choose their country, my pod is filled in but minutes. There is little time to be introduced but the male Protector is Zack, the Guardians are Colton, and Grace, the Healers Adrian and Mariah, The Teachers Brock and Abigail, and the Artists Nicholas and Juliette. We each pull down our seats hatch and all goes to a blur of black.
The hatch lifts, the light blinds, the air pure, and the green of life on Earth surrounds us. All I can think is, Earth. We all stand astonished by our new home, before Grace speaks, "We should all sit and learn about each other, and what's in our packs." So obeying our leader we sit, as I open my red single compartment backpack I find a two sharp knives one long and one short each with a red cloth cover, along with a hatchet, flint, steel, a red tarp, red heavy coat, and a metal container. I glance around to find everyone has different items, the Teachers have looms, the Guardians have maps, the Healer has viles and the Artist has paint with brushes. These are not their only items of course, but they are the ones I found strange. I see Zack standing staring at a shaking tree, "We need to go." he commands, I stand,
"You don't know anything do you, you don't tell us what to do..." I approach the tree, large red rubber handled knife in hand, "RUN!", I shout, "IT'S A WOLF! RUN!" I stand my ground as the other begin to run, I turn quickly to see Zack leading the others into the tree's, I turn back to run the wolf standing before me. This is it, life on Earth. A dangerous way of life, and I Valarie, am a Protector to all humans who live in it's atmosfear. I will Protect.