Chasing Limits

Chapter 2

Aisha and Kai had to go different directions due to gender rules given by the councilors, but they decided to meet up later. Aisha had ran inside once again to grab a ponytail holder before her work. Since she was new, she was a farmer.

She opened the doors leading to the small, yet helpful garden. She walked into a small shed, still holding up her hair in a ponytail figure as she moves the band around her hair. After successfully doing so, she opened the shed.

Skimming the walls with her emerald hues, she saw burnt red gloves, a shovel and a few packs of carrot seeds. Sighing she scrunched up her nose and stepped in, despising the vegetable smell and wood smell the shed gave off.

After grabbing her materials, she closed the shed's doors and walked over to the planting area. She lurched the shovel into the ground, and drove it in by stepping on the top side of the metal. She repeated this until she heard footsteps.

She turned her head and wiped sweat with a gloved hand. She saw Aria come out of the doors of the Mystic Mist resting section. Aisha chuckled when she saw her rubbing her eyes. "'Bout time you came. I was getting worried you forgot about poor ole Aisha," she teased, causing the girl to stick her tongue out.

Sonya, Aisha and Aria's other comrade stuck her head out of the shed, scaring Aria. Aisha had already turned back to her work, but turned back when she heard laughing. "Sorry, did I scare you?" Sonya taunted. "Here this has to make up for it. I gotcha some tools," Sonya said. Aria stood still, probably scared.

Sonya threw a metal shovel at Aria, who dodged it, but stepped on a rake Aisha left perched on the soft green grass. Aria rubbed her face. Aisha was hiding behind a pile of dirt she made by digging.

After being glared at and taught lessons of cleaning, farm work was done. The announcement speakers that the councils had put on every section on every single building, alerted them it was lunch time, then break. Aisha and Sonya were chatting amongst each other, whilst Aria put up squash seeds.

As soon as they walked in the building, they wished they hadn't. The girls looked at each other as if they had read each other's minds and bolted upstairs to the rooms they stayed in. Each person grabbed their respectful guns. Aria, Aisha, and Sonya walked out. Aisha finished putting in her last bullet when they ran back downstairs.

Sonya had gun X900934, Aria had X900943 and Aisha had gun X900902. It was their ACSI numbers, only carved into pistols.

The room reeked the smell of all too familiar iron. They burst into the mess hall, with Sonya in the front. She gasped loudly whilst tears filled her eyes. Aisha and Aria caught up to her.

Aisha let instinct take over. In the room, what looked to be Group 3 through Group 8 was there. Well, their bodies were. All of them were on the ground, bleeding out and trying to stay conscious. Aisha shot at a man at the window, who was trying to escape.

"You know you won't get away from me. From this," Aisha said, making Aria and Sonya confused. "But if you tell anyone, they'll think it's something you dreamed. Wouldn't they?" he taunted. "Not with this proof," Aisha said. "And what proof would that be?" he asked before snapping his fingers.

All of the bodies on the ground vanished. The girls stood, shocked. "But how. I didn't dream this," Aisha said, sinking to her knees. "Are you certain this isn't something you've dreamed, comrade?" He asked.

Aisha shot up, drenched in sweat. "God, finally, are you okay?" Aria asked hovering over Aisha, along with Sonya. "What happened?" Aisha asked, getting up and rubbing her head sheepishly. "Well, when you stepped on the rake when you stood up you passed out," Sonya answered, laughing. "Oh," Aisha said laughing along with Aria and Sonya.

So I hit the rake. Oops. Aisha thought. I thought it was Aria. Heh.