Outlier

II

I was about to blow out the candles in the cake, finally blowing away my childish ways. I was finally thirteen. The age which I became a woman. I had waited for this my whole life for this exact moment.
As I leaned towards the flickering orange flame, I heard footsteps. I look up in confusion, as the RS kept rolling in, marching into our house. Loud, really loud is all I remember. My mother had grabbed me, holding me as tight as she could.
The big men in suits of heavy grey metal tried to take me. Their hands were not  human. They were straight- standing, metallic, and bulky like silver hulks. They had no sense of style at all. They had wax human faces, yet all of them had the same one. The face of our president, President Scias Hook, in which my father called him the dictator.
The robots were strong, but I was stronger...or so I thought. They tried to pull me away from mama, we tried to stay together. Mama was crying, as she held on. Her tiny tears dropped on my forehead. The more they pulled the louder she'd yell "No! Not my baby, my only baby!"
So much for a birthday party, no one was there. They either left in panic or was taken away by the soldiers. I was so scared, but mostly confused. I didn't know how horrible our president was, only father did.
Mama started to loose her ability to hold on.
She looked me in the eyes, straight in the eyes. Mama never does that, she always avoids all eye contact. And for the first time, I got to see her eye color... hard,cold, coal black.
" Elle, don't let go!" Mama yells.
"I can't, mama, they aren't letting me!" I answer.
"Elle,no matter what, remember what I have done for you. What I gave up for you. What I taught you. I love you very much, and I'm sure your father would've said the same thing..."
I did not understand. I was too dumb, naive maybe, I thought I was going to see my mother again. I was wrong. I realized right then and there, as my hand slipped from hers. When the tears came down my face like thick streams, rivers. I cried rivers. I cried oceans. I cried like never before as did my mother as we struggled to get back to each other.

   The RS loosened its grip on me but was still strong. They opened the back of their van and threw me inside. I landed on my face and cut my lip. It stung so much.

  I managed to pick myself up again, but I kept my head down so I could watch the blood from my lips splatter onto the grey, cold floor.

"Did they hurt you?" I heard a voice say. There were benches attached to the walls, I sat slowly. I look up at the person, shaking.

"Thomas? What are you doing here?" I ask in shock.

"Every person with black hair and black eyes is being fixed by the government."  He explains. "So what I am doing here? We are dying here."

"Don't say that! You don't know what the government is going to do." I yell at him. Not realizing other people from our neighborhood were watching us fight like a married couple.

"They are going to kill us, Elle...I don't want to die." He whimpers.

"We aren't." I said boldly. These RS have taken my mother, but they have not taken my dignity.

"Here's the plan!" I say unfolding my hands. Standing up on the moving van, determined.

"We are going to jump out..."
"But the van behind us will run over our bodies. We'd die faster." Thomas says.

"Let me finish. When they open up the back doors we jump out and run as fast we can!" I explain.

"But the RS are the fastest robots in the world. You really think..."

"Shut up!  You just don't have any faith do you?" I ask angrily. He was crushing all of my premature plans before I put them to action. What ever happened to the quiet guy?

   The doors opened up and the rough  RS  came back. They grabbed me first since I was the nearest to the exit.

"Don't worry guys," I said to the people behind me, "Just watch."

  They  pulled me by  my arms and handcuffed me tight. I felt like a prisoner, except that I don't deserve this. I have done nothing wrong in my entire life except not make my bed. But that was once!

They pushed me from behind, pushing me to an old building made of old red bricks. The door was black and wide open with its yellow light telling me to come in.

I was scared. Not scared of death, just scared. What was going to happen? Was everything Thomas said true? I looked back at the once innocent quiet boy behind me. He was on the ground being tortured by the RS as he continued to be afraid, trying to run away from death.

Now I'm in a cell, like a prison cell except you can here the distant cries of innocent people. Tears strolling down my face again. I start to sob as loud as possible shouting,
"Mama! Where are you? Come back to me!"
But no one cared. A human guard slams a stick into the bars of my cell door. I cry even louder.
"Mama! Are you there? Help me!"
"Shut up you good for nothing!" The guard snaps. I roll up in my metal bed, rolled into a ball. I cried into my knees. Then I look up at the human guard.

"Are you an RS?" I ask.
"No." He says sternly.
"So you have feelings? You are human aren't you?"
Nothing.
  I stand up off of my bed and cling to the bars. Pressing my face against the bars, I stared at him. He looked at me in the corner of his eye but looked ahead. He was very interesting.

"I have never seen an HS before." I said as I continued to stare.
" Really? Well I have never seen an alien before." He responds coldly.
"Me? An alien. Please, if you think so you have to let me out. You have the wring person..."
"Silence!" He said slamming the stick at my fingers. They hurt so much. I rub my fingers against my body, trying to rub the pain away. My fingers were blood red, mostly because of the blood that erupted on my fingers. They were bruised.

  "We will never ever let you useless prices of trash destroy us first! You aliens will be taken care of by the president. I cannot wait until you all die."

   I look up at the guard with his evil grin as he is probably imaging how we all die. He started to walk off with his ugly uniform and trained ugly march. With ugly hair and face!

"For a man who is not part of the RS, you sure are cold hearted. I hope you die alone!"
The guard turned around with a red and angry face. I thought I could be brave but now, I'm scared!!