Five Numbers

2.

I walked down the empty light gray corridors to the Filling room. Everyone was already there, someone probably has already started the tests, yet I couldn't care less. There were some that were late like me, but they would pass me, not bothering to look who I am. Its strange, but the closer I got, the less nervous I was. I didn't feel like throwing up, my legs stopped shaking like Aspen leaves and my heartbeat came back to normal. It was just as if today was any other day.

I finally reached my destination and opened the old doors, that were usually silent, but now it was loud enough to wake the dead. Everyone in the room looked at me for a second, some grimacing as if they weren't expecting to see me, but lost interest after a couple seconds. Everyone was too focused on their own fear of failure.

"I heard this year they added something new." I heard someone say as I walked towards the bench where the non special ones were seated.

All four of them were already here, but, just like me, they didn't look nervous. In fact, it seemed that they didn't care at all. Second, a small black haired girl with bangs, long enough to hide her dark brown eyes, was leaning against the wall staring at the ceiling with empty eyes. She often did that, leaving this world and going to her own, because this one wasn't good enough. I wish I could do that as well. She was a strange girl, but had good eyes and never missed her target. She specialised in guns and knew about them much more than she was supposed to. Second was small and looked innocent, but was very strong.

Her brother, Third, that came a couple weeks after Second did, sat beside her with his eyes closed. You could easily mistake him with a sleeping or even dead person, because he could stay so still, that you would question if he was alive. But even though his eyes saw nothing when they were closed, Third could hear anything thats happening around him. He looked like his sister - black hair, dark brown eyes. But here's where the similarities end. Third is taller than most of the guys in this place, being around 1.97 metres. A boy that grew up too soon, because he had to protect his twin sister. You could still see the traces of a shaved beard in his face, bags under his eyes and the black uniform perfectly revealed his big muscles. No doubt he was the strongest of all five of us and if only he was special, he would attract a lot of girls. The only bad thing about his face was that it portrayed all of his emotions to the world. However it was, now he looked as calm as a rock.

A bit further away from Third sat Fourth, leaning on his knees, hazel green eyes staring at the ground but not looking anywhere. Forth was an average height, around 1.78 meters, with short light brown hair and certainly the smartest one out of the five of us. When he came here, people thought that the strange man was finally right and he brought a very smart boy, because Fourth was almost able to solve the unsolvable. Almost. Unfortunately his brain was as good as any other normal genius, but not good enough to be qualified as special. So he was added to our group and became known as Forth. He's a very calm person, but despite that, he's the fastest one, even if it's only one second faster than Fifth.

This guy sat on the ground next to the benches and in one of his long pale arms he held a small yellow ball that he always had with him, which was strange because no one in this hell had anything of his own. But Fifth wasn't weird only because of that. The eighteen year old man who still looked like a boy, was much stronger and faster than others would give it to him since he was tall and slim. He had some muscles, of course, and you could clearly see them now with this black uniform, but he was far from Third. But not even that was the weirdest thing. You could always find Fitfh no matter how far he is or how big the crowd is because of his blood red hair that he dyed when he was little and magically stayed the same. His hair perfectly matched with his bright blue eyes and made him look very unordinary. He was also very quick to react at unexpected things.