Spectra- A Love and Some Lies

Neither humans nor robots - We are HUMANOIDS

Year - 2192

Two years passed since the incident, everything was now very different in my family.

My mom cried whenever she happened to see me laugh or play, and my dad was so serious , they hardly laughed which made me a bit worried.

What more can you expect from a four year old ?

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It was one lovely morning of summer, a few days after my fourth birthday, when I came to the real purpose of  my existence, why I was given looks of pity by my relatives whenever they saw me.

I came to know about the god killing tradition.

Though I did not know the graveness behind it.

"Dad, I wanna sleep" I say, my eyes shut. Unwilling to get up.

"Today is the day I tell you my secret dear" My dad says and in an instant I am up.

"Wee! Tell me now dadeee!" I exitedly jump on the floor. This secret was something I always wantes to know and what my dad always promised to tell me on one great day.
And today was just lovely!

"Now Spectra, dress up in the costume you got on your birthday. We are going to a secret place full of suprises. The secret is meant to be told there" he said in a plain tone.
Though he never used harsh words on me, he never used sweet words other parents used to say to their kids.

"Okay" I say and take out the costume from my closet. It was a combination of maroon and black colour. I wore it and saw my reflection in the mirror. My purple eyes really suited with this costume.

"I am ready!" I chirp and when I see my dad I get confused. He had a tear in his eye. And I knew my dad NEVER cried.

"Daddy, you crying?" I ask innocently.

"No Spectra, you daddy is just getting emotional seeing you in such a wonderful dress." My mother arrives in my room and gives a peck on my cheek.

"Okay we ready to go then?y dad askes, smiling a little but the smile not reaching his eyes. I could always sense that. The feeling one felt. It was a gift my parents said.

"No wait Louis" my mother says and we both look at her.

"Let me tie her hair"

My black hair in two ponytails, I follow my dad through our garden, till we reach the small shed that had been there at the corner of our garden since I could remember.

Dad goes inside the shed and kneels down on the floor. He pulls a rope which looked like a circle. But actually it was a secret door. Opening that rope like door, there was a dark hole inside.  A sucker for suprises I get thrilled.

"Cool"

My dad just smiles and gets inside the hole. His looks at me expectantly with nothing but his head outside the hole.

"Hop in. Use the ladder" he instructs.

Though a bit scared thinking about the dark hole, I follow exactly what he said. I trusted my dad for my life.

Soon we get off the ladder into the dark hole. But I awe in amusement as my father claps twice and the power comes, making me realise we were not in a dark hole but a very well lit room, which was big as our garden and full of toys.

Now lets sit down on the floor and listen carefully to what your daddy says. This secret I am about to tell you is called god killing ritual. Its a tradition held every eight years. And with 9 others are part of it...."

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After listening to the whole thing, my father hugs me tightly and kisses on my forhead, and I realise he did that because I was crying, a silent one, the one of horror and helplessness , the one that takes your away your childhood in a few minutes.

After a long time me weeping and dad holding me silently, he pulls me away and then gently wipes away the tears from my cheek.

"Dad, I always saw my aunt looking at me with pity, am I-I really going to d-die ? I stammer for the first time.

"Since when my brave Spectra started to stammer? You are my daughter, and I will protect you forever. And as I told your mother, you are born not to get killed but to kill."

"But I don't want to kill anyone" I protest. I never had that killer aspect in my brain.

"I know dear, but you will have to. Anyone who tries to harm you. " he adds

"Have love and pity for those who you really know are your well wishers. In both here and the Earth, the noids and people in majority are blood- thirstly and opportunists who search for a chance to finish you off. Make sure you never give them that chance."

I look at him with wide eyes, not being able to percieve the depth behind the words. But understanding the whole idea.

"Just promise me that for the coming six years you are going to be a obedient girl and prepare yourself to be the best. The best of all."

My dad holds both my hands in his single hand and repeats "Promise me Spectra"

"I promise I will be the best" I promise in my little four year old voice.

Now be strong get up. Go there take that pistol. Its one of the basic weapons you are gonna use.

The toys were not toys but killing weapons and the costume was not a costume but a dress for battle training. I came to know that day, luckily or unluckily.