I woke at 5 a.m. That's the time I was strictly trained to wake up at. Strictly as in I would be tortured. The same went for my brother and everyone else.
You see, I'm immune to most of emotions. This is all do to a chip. Me, my brother and the others all have one. It is also why we have to keep moving.
The chip strips us from any emotion that could interfere with the way we fight. We can feel emotions such as neutral, anger, and a little bit of dark humor.
Me and my brother still have the ships inside the back of our necks. We've tried everything to get them out without damaging our bodies but it seems to be an impossibility. Until then we have to keep moving every once in awhile because the chips gives them hints to our position. It doesn't allow them to track is but it does give them hints.
You may still be thinking about how they tortured us so we couldn't feel pain. That's because they would replace the chip every year to raise the immunity to our emotions. So we were disciplined before we were immune.
If you showed any kind of emotion after that, they would slaughter you considering you dead weight. If you couldn't fight with a flawless performance you were as sure as dead. That was our life. When someone was killed, no one cried. No preacher was brought in to bless they're soul and say a few good words.
We just moved on.
Me and my brother were the best, and we longed for something more than a life full of death. We wanted our freedom. We wanted to live our lives without collecting the deaths of others. Although we both know it will take time, we are the best. We will figure out a way, and we will get it done.
I swiftly got out of bed and made it. I put on a pair of tight black shorts, some black socks, a tight blue tank top and then threw my hair up in a messy bun. I focused on my hearing to hear all movements in the house before I left my position.
I didn't hear any movements so I assumed my brother was out. I heard a knock in my front door and I froze listening carefully. I heard something on the roof and then it was in the house walking quickly to the front door. I listened closer.
It was my brother.
Why was he on the roof though? I opened my door and saw my brother answer the door. I saw he had his hand on his waist, showing me it was someone that wasn't meant to be here.
I quickly made my way down stairs.
"You must be Rachel's brother." I heard the familiar voice say.
I knew exactly who he was.
It was Jaydan.
"I'm sorry but I think you have the wrong house. It's just me and my sister Vanessa." My brother lied easily to him in a perfect British accent.
"Is it okay if I see her to make sure it's not who I'm thinking of?" He said stubbornly.
My brother smiled and shifted his weight to his left leg.
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt anything." He said. "Come here Vanessa some guy would like to talk to you," he said looking back to me speaking to me with a perfect British accent once again.
He moved out of the way so I could get to the door. I put on a fake smile and said, "Hello dear, have we met?" In a perfect British accent just like my brothers. He looked me up and down taking in the sight. He looked at me with not recognition but with lust.
He didn't recognize me but he did find me incredibly attractive.
"No I'm sorry um... This is obviously the wrong house. But I um.. Was wondering if you would like to go on a date with me? I know it's extremely weird but, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," he said nervously.
He's asking me on a date? I gave him a fake sympathetic smile and said, "Sorry love but you are too young for me. I only like older men."
He smiled and said, " Trust me, I have the maturity of a 30 year old."
'Do it, it will lower suspicion' my brother said to me in mind link.
My facial expression changed to a fake small smile.
"I suppose one date wouldn't hurt."
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