From the void of space, a ship appears. . . with only one purpose-to wipe out all the inhabitants off the face of the planet.
Decades later, a young woman, Alecia, with her memory wiped, wakes up into a world she knows little about-except that it i...
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Alecia, Diana, and Virgil strode towards a large wall that surrounded the town and stopped by the gate. Outside, an armed man was waiting.
"We're ready," said Virgil.
The man nodded, spun around to pick up the three small weapons leaning against the wall, and handed each to Alecia and Diana.
"Remember," the man withdrew from giving the weapon to Virgil, "a deal is a deal."
He offered Virgil the weapon.
Alecia shot a ponderous gaze on the object in her hand. Of course, there'd be a danger, how could it slip her mind?
"Ever used a weapon like this before?" Virgil posed with a narrowed look.
She nodded. "Only once."
"Good," Virgil said before turning to Diana. "You better use what I taught you."
Diana's eyebrows drew closer to each other, a scowl on her face. "As you said, we're ready."
She stormed off, opened the gate, and stepped out.
Alecia's memories came back to the day she had to use the weapon. It was impossible for her to forget; she almost killed a man, who, in her defense, tried to kill her. Virgil having more experience on the dangers of the outside world, it was discernible that there'd be more threats to be found, or else, why would he have given her the weapon?
To defend herself.
"After you," mumbled Virgil, gesturing his hand to the gate. Alecia gave a slight smile and followed Diana outside.
"Don't worry," Virgil uttered to the armed man, "anything I find useful, I'll give to you as payment."
As soon as the man agreed, Virgil walked out, the gate closing behind him.
"Alecia," he called out as he stepped towards her, giving her a wood-handled knife, "in case you have to get close and personal."
"I don't think I could use it on anyone." Alecia wore a forlorn look as she stared at the glinting sharp-scaled blade, shaking her head ceaselessly. "No."
"Say that now, but when you have to use it to defend yourself, it won't be a choice. Do you understand?"
Albeit hesitant, Alecia nodded and managed a slight smile. Virgil smiled, too, turned around, and sauntered to the pathway where Diana stood. Alecia stopped in her tracks, shooting the blade a questioning look. As it glinted against the sunlight, carved writing became recognizable. She traced her finger across it, from one end to the tip.
"Alecia, let's go now! You don't want to be left behind, do you?"
Alecia knelt down and tucked the blade in her boot. She adjusted her olive-colored jacket and strode towards Virgil and Diana.
