POV; the talisman. Fatima survey the school ground. It was more like a fortress, evidently the kedrans didn't care about art, she didn't see any since she arrived. They were cold logical creatures, and it reflected in their architecture. "She expected the advisor to give her a tour of the school but he had been immersed in a holographic call. The kedrans were shattered evenly across the grounds, though Fatima didn't see any students. "They weren't much different from humans except for their blazing white hair, uniform, hazel eyes and tall proportions. They were an advanced race though and had a perfected space travel before humans and found fire. They had conquered much of the milky way but found close kin in humans, after wiping out 70% of the population, they made the rest subservient. Fatima was glad that Mama did not live long to see the abomination, she was one of the lucky once that died from natural causes. Her brother, Hassan was wiped out along with others, s

POV; first exams. Loud alarms blared in the environment of the kedran training school rousing its occupants. Fatima looked at the blinking time dial above the bed, it was 7: am. "She had fallen asleep the previous night soon after the speech. She dimly remembered skipping dinner and asked a guard for directions to the female quarters. She studied her new room with interests, it was small and sparsely furniture, a table and a chair sat in the right corner. The bed she was sitting on occupied a lot of space in the room and creaked on the slightest movement. Evidently comfort was a priority to the kedrans. She had not brought anything of hers to the school as they had been confiscated upon her arrival to kedran by the space officials. "She had waken up to see a grey spandex like over all folded nearly on her bed. She heard movement outside her door, she stood up and went closer to the door to listen. She heard girls chatting among themselves. They were all going to the ba

Pov. Results Present day. Kadran; The usual morning alarm sounds rang loudly in the female dormitory and the familiar voice of Master Yedder blasted through an overhead speaker. “Attention trainees, the results from yesterday morning are out, go to the notice board to check if you've passed. If you haven't, leave the premises with your belongings. You have 5 mins to do so. There was a mad scramble in the dormitory as doors were flung open and people ran to the main hall. Fatima hurried along with the crowd and searched for kat. She couldn't find her, so she reached the main hall with the other trainees alone. A large group of trainees gathered around the notice board, some walked away smiling while a few had dejected faces and were being consoled by their friends. She finally spotted Kat in front of the notice board with the gang, she pushed an elbowed her way to get to her. "The other girls formed a circle around kat and were talking among themselves. When they saw Fa

POV. The plot He looked in disbelief at his father and hugged him. "They had not been closed ever since he became a teenager and grew independent from the family. "But in the unfamiliar surroundings of kedran, he felt a close familiarity with him. The past days had been crazy and he was gald to find a connection to his past. He looked up to see his father's stunned face. Feeling awkward, he disengage his hands around him and began questioning him. How are you here? There were supposed to send only Fatima, he asked. “I thought you were dead, Fatima had be depressed and angry at me due to the argument we had when we last saw you. "It was yesterday I heard from a informer that a certain Hassan was here from Earth, his father said with emotions in his voice. “Informer? Hassan asked. His father raised his fingers to his lips then cocked his ears to the side, obviously listening for movement outside. "Hassan was surprised seen him dressed as a guard. Echoing footsteps

POV. The messager. Fatima felt happy, worried and apprehensive in turns. It was the day of the escape. The day seemed to be moving at a snail pace, she noted, looking at the antique clock in the class, 8:pm seemed far off. "She couldn't even concentrate on her favorite subject; Navigation and calculation. She feared the plan would fail. She had faced disappointment often enough to be optimistic. What if Papa didn't come on time? Or Hassan couldn't make it out of the dormitory. Then there was the rebel group, she didn't know if they could be trusted, what if one of them talked. There were just too many unknown and little time to figure them all out. She looked at the other trainees who were listening to master krim with rapt attention. They seemed resigned to their new life. Some of them were now contesting for the top three assassin's spots. "All she wanted to do was to go home but looking around at the mixed class with different races, it seemed like a far-fetched dream. S