The War Planet

Kira

The War Planet

Kira:

"Why did we have to leave for Amy to decorate?" I whine to River as we walk through the crowded streets of London. I know I've asked the same question a thousand times before but River just smiles at me. "I think she wanted it to be a surprise," River remarks, glancing at me. "Not much of a surprise if you helped by the decorations," I mutter. River and I both laugh at that, getting dirty looks from busy people rushing by on their cellphones. I roll my eyes and ignore them.

"Well, she's never had the opportunity to throw birthday parties. She's a little excited," River tells me, somewhat apologetically. I stifle a smile. "If she puts a party hat on me all hell will break loose," I say with a straight face. Suddenly a piercing headache starts out of nowhere. I stop walking and lean against the shop window, closing my eyes and bring my hand to my head. Everyone else just beers around us.

"Kira, are you all right?" River asks, somewhat frantically. "I don't know," I moan, "my head is killing me. Everything seems fuzzy." Without opening my eyes, I could practically see her worried expression. "Well, let's hurry and get you home," she says, making an obvious effort to stay composed. I nod, even though the action makes supernovas explode behind my closed eyes.

River takes my arm and leads me to a taxi that's pulled up. I didn't know when she'd called it over, but I didn't care. I kept my eyes shit tightly. When we slid in, I felt different. My eyes shot open and I saw black jeans and a black haltertop. My hair was cropped short c I could feel it. And all over my arms and everything else visible were masses of silvery scars. I was back to normal immediately and then everything turned to black as I passed out.