(See, I’m a nice person [ish]. I’m not going to bore you with the details of us packing up [it was a very bloody. We were packing and bandaging people at the same time] and our walk back to the Academy (that was even bloodier. Thankfully, only two people [Sammie and Alison] got hit in the leg and they’re easy to carry). I will tell you the interesting bit though.)
“Why couldn’t we kill them?” I asked Seth after we started walking.
Seth sighed and looked around, “They used to be like us,” he said. “All of the adults were.”
“You mean they had souls?” I asked, gasping as I held back a smirk. “I’m shocked. I thought all of the adults here were born without them and they-”
“Ash,” Seth groaned with a half smile.
I grinned, “Sorry, keep talking.”
Seth shook his head at me, “About sixty years ago, after this place was made, there was an argument about what they should do with… well with us, the altered. Some people wanted us to work as assassins for the highest bidder. Others wanted to tell everyone about us. They wanted us to be soldiers and police. They wanted us to help people. Another group of people wanted us to stay a secret. They wanted to “make” us to satisfy their curiosity and they didn’t want us to be used as weapons.”
“What happened?” I asked.
Seth shrugged, “Something,” he said. “I don’t know what, but we stay a secret. No one uses us as weapons.”
I shook my head, “That thought shouldn’t have even crossed their minds to begin with,” I said. “Those people were screwed up.”
Seth nodded, “Just a bit.”
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And that’s it. That was the interesting bit. Other than that the walk was mostly silent. Chance and Lee joked around a little, but I think that’s because they can’t be quiet to save their own lives (Seriously, they don’t shut up. Everyone said they talked while they were shooting too). There was a lot of swearing and whining about how we should have “shot the damn traitors,” mostly from Taylor, who was helping Laurel walk (she was shot above her hip).
We got back to the Academy a few hours later and most of the adults hovered around while Markus, Walt and Laura checked us for minor injuries.
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The Academy: Ashland
Science FictionMeet Ashland. She's sixteen and has been living in the Divine Lorraine, since she was eleven with five other kids. She knows how to fight, steal and shoot. Life wasn't good for Ash and her friends, but it wasn't terrible. They did odd jobs and helpe...