Tokens

The gong sounded. Signalling another death because of Kira, my sister. I shouldn't feel guilty because everyone has killed something, or at least at some point everyone will kill someone. I live in the new world, you can't avoid it. But I do feel guilty. Everyone in my fraction will have to kill someone as well I guess. If my sister dies without collecting 10 tokens. Basically everything comes to Tokens, the small polished pieces of wood about the size of a 20 cent coin in the old world, in the old Australia. If she doesn't collect another token I have to replace her. Replace her in the arena. Tokens are also the rich people's money. I've worked it out, 10 tokens will be enough to buy out of the arena. Enough to buy he out and two people of her choice, me and my brother, normally People choose the two closest related to them. If she doesn't choose me or my brother (the two people closest to her) then we go in, into the arena, but only the two closest people are still in danger, a way that make sure that people pick their family. Everyone in my fraction isn't all related, not closely at least, but I'm the closest to my sister. And my sister was closest to the person before her, and they were closest to the person before this, I don't even know who it started with, but I guess is tradition, I don't know why people don't do it I guess keeps down the population, enough food for us all, barely. We don't know how the food appears, it does. If I try to think past that I blink or blank out. But I know this; If my sister survives another round she could stop it for me and Albert and we would be out of the dark, apparently once we are picked we disappear and we can know everything, also I would be saved We would draw again out of the fraction. Even though it meant someone else will take my place, better them then me. Mean, I know but hey, that's how you survive in the new world. I'm watching her stab what used to me a person again, this is what happens in the new world .Apparently better than the old world, with our savage ancestors, I glance back at the screen Kira's long light brown hair flicks back when she looks up, it almost looks blonde, blonde with red blood streaks then she runs away from the body, towards her next victim. Only two more kills then she comes home and we are safe, for a while at least. I will survive, I take a breath, and look at my brother, is this making any impression? No. He's playing with that small piece of rope, oblivious to the world. me and my brother are watching at the front because the relatives then the crowd goes backwards, the closest relative to me apart from my brother is a twice removed 3rd uncle or my cousins dads sister? Something like that, I can't remember. While I'm only 14 years old I have the worst memory, though plenty of people share my traits and have my dark brown hair, naturally tanned skin and green eyes, brother is only 5, same hair, skin and eyes, but while my hair is down to my knees, wild and tangled, his is only down to his eyes. He doesn't seem to know that our parents are gone, they left us, like most adults they abandon their retarded children to find more food and jobs in the city, most children die after being abandoned but luckily my sister took our mothers name, she looks most like her and she got the ration of food that is left for us, that's why we are somewhat better fed then some other kids. Then she left for the arena and I had to take on the name, the responsibility. While she left I had to grow up. One more token and I can go back to being a kid, one more. My sister only has to kill two more people. If it wasn't for my parents. My bloody, stupid, leaving parents. It's because we have people breeding with more people inside the family, because we are not let out. That's why many people have my "distraction" problems, apparently, when they think too hard about some thing’s they "blink out" or "blank out" for a couple of minutes. we live in storage units, in a giant building and then work where we can work which is where ever needed. We would live somewhere bigger apart from the gates that keep us out, I think as my sister starts climbing a rock, maybe if we went out of the gates we could find better food, jobs and living quarters, if we opened the gates we could- I blink back in as she is hunting another player. How long was that? 5, 6 minutes? I curse, I need to try to stop these. Many people in the fraction have these problems, with the inbreeding and all. Retards. I'm one out of nearly everyone who "blink" or "space out" and my brother is autistic, one of a couple. That's what happens in this "family". I see my sister give the final blow, her and two other lucky people are now in the next round, or like my sister have collected the amount to buy out of the arena. in the other buildings they will have the closest relative start training, there is 10 buildings, in about five minutes kira will come back home, along with the two other survivors I lead Anthony, my brother with his piece of rope, along to the greeting pad where Kira will land. She gets out of the transport tube and greets us with a curt