Best Enemies

Rubi

I stay in the field admiring the view until the sunsets. I hear hurried footsteps behind me and look around. A mob of kids are moving towards the compound and I heave myself off of the ground and follow them. Before long I hear a sharp beeping sound that deafens my ears.

 I look around for a familiar face but these kids are younger than me. They gather around a woman on a stage in the middle and silently stand, expressionless. There is no sound, except for he wind and the creaking trees outside the rusty, wooden shack. The air is as think as blood and my harsh breathing is echoing around the room. I step away slowly trying not to draw attention to myself and listen to the woman. She's younger, around 20, and has long black hair braided down her back. The muscles are bulging out of her arms and abs are visible from under her cropped brown wetsuit like top. I begin to listen intently.

"Another crowd of people have invaded the compound, the instructors are doing their best to bring them down. We will need help though. You must meet with them or pull them aside. Bring them here. We cannot trust them. They must either die, or become one of us. Anyone who attacks must be killed. You have been trained to do so."
The kids faces still bear no expression, like they have no expressions.
"These people are dangerous. They must be stopped. They will take over our land and inhabit it with heir devices and technology. We cannot live in harmony. If we don't kill them they will eliminate our species."
What is this 'species'? The look like robots.
"If you can't kill or harm you are no need for us. You may as well die." I stifle a gasp. "For ALCOR!" Her words ae repeated by the crowd but with less enthusiasm. The woman walks off stage and nobody moves. Not even a twitch. It is five minutes before my legs cramp up from crouching and I tumble out from my hiding place. 

Despite the noise I make no one moves. I stand up, brushing the dirt of my clothes and walk close to one, a boy. His eyes are glassed over and are staring straight ahead into nothingness. He doesn't look like he is thinking, or processing anything. I don't think he even knows I am here. "What happened to you?" I whisper under my breath. Footsteps thud on hard ground and I flinch. I copy the people around me, staring into the void.

"I thought I heard something" a man with dark skin, scraggly beard and a scar down one side of his face shouts to someone else, just out of site. He has a last quick look then walks away. As soon as I know he is gone I bolt.

 I run away as fast as I can, tears blinding my eyes. I crash into a tree and I am winded by the impact. I slide down the trunk and collapse in a mess from shock and terror.  

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SO that was intense.  I don't know if I like the name VIROT for the clan, please tell me your thoughts.  If you are confused please ask questions.  If you have any good ideas I would love to hear them.  

Thanks for reading, 

Maisie The Moz