POV: A pawn Advisor Thadron couldn't believe what Hassan said.“Not a witch? How does that work, explain’ he said. Coming closer to them to confirm the theory. “According to my research, the power can skip some people in a bloodline, making them unable to perform magic like the rest of their family.Hassan said, with a composed expression now. He had arranged his facial features to be unconcerned after being disappointed by her.“In that case we'll have to kill her then, she's of no use to us and would expose us if given the chance, " he said , grabbing the ceremonial dagger from Hassan and heading towards Fatima.Hassan held him back by the hand, he looked up in surprise at the hand and looked up to Hassan.“Sorry Boss, Hassan said, pulling back his hand. It's just that I think she should continue her training at the institute. “Even if she doesn't emerge as one of the top three finalists, we can use her as an assassin for our curse, her stubborn streak will serve her well there,
POV: The heart of a Wizard Hassan reflected on the shocking recovery as he sat in his room at Advisor Thadron’s spatial residence.Fatima wasnoa witch. He mulled over the matter in his mind as its ramification. He wondered if he had made the right choice in advising Advisor Thadron to keep her at the institute. He wanted her to understand him and join the cause.“But she had been so angry and clearly wanted nothing to do with him. She didn't understand that Papa's death was necessary.The tasks ahead were great. By killing Papa, he had absorbed his powers which he was not using anyways. “He would have died since his views were too idealistic for the Rebel movement.Papa had always been a leader and he would have formed a faction within the movement.“He Hassan had predicted all this and had chosen the better option of killing him now for the greater good. “If anything Fatima should be thanking him, " he thought, nodding his head. Unfortunately she was still blinded by sentiment
POV: Be on my team Fatima came back in time from the warehouse to join the philosophy and History class. Everyone looked strangely at her. Even Mistress Kishra stopped mid-speech as she entered before she resumed again.“It was rare for a student not to attend class.”Whispers were circulating that she was Advisor Thadron's candidate, some students had saw him visiting her yesterday even though visitation was banned and had spread the news.There were mixed faces of fear, envy and awe in the eyes of the students.“She didn't look at them as she went to her desk. Her mind was far away. She had to lay low for some time, she reasoned, it won't be good for her if she turned up dead before she could do something in revenge towards Advisor Thadron.“She had to be careful.” with the disappointing news that she was just a regular kid like every one else, she knew she was now alone.She no longer had the protection of Advisor Thadron or her brother.“If she failed, she will be expelled fr
POV: Idealist.Fatima headed to the canteen with her new found friend. Saving her from the bullying of her fellow Martians has elevated her in Sima’s eyes.This was a new experience for Fatima, she had always been the one people rescued. Worse, Sima now practically worshiped her which worried her greatly.She had wanted to create a team where they all looked out for each other but as it was, Sima couldn't even look out for herself.“Her decision to form a team too was now looking impossible as everyone wanted to be seen with them.She had been rejected and laughed at by almost everyone she had had the courage to ask, for the past three days. For what she had observed, Sima was actually very intelligent but appeared to have no feeling of self confidence whatsoever. She felt like a babysitter as Sami tagged along behind her. The canteen was mixed unlike the dormitories and training room. Both genders are here so clashes were a normal occurrence.They both joined the queue in the fo
POV: No violence As they headed to the dormitory, Sima explained her views to Fatima but she couldn't understand.“It seemed that Sima belonged to a philosophy school of non-violence, so even though she could fight, she chose not to honor her pact. “So why are you here in the first place? Fatima asked angrily, wondering why someone in their right mind who could fight would allow themselves to be beaten up all because of some stupid theory.Sima sighed and patted Fatima, she didn't know how to convince her friend anymore.She had had this same reaction from her sister before she died. “Well, back when I didn't walk this path, I was one of the top cadets in the junior category of the country's army.“If you're wondering, yes, we recruit from an early age, 14. When the kadran invaded mars, it seems my stats from the army drawn from the national database qualified me to be here.That was when I had newly joined the NVM (Non-violence Movement), I tried to talk my way out of it, but i
POV: Number 38There was a tense atmosphere in the kadran training institute. “It was the day for the second phase of the Elimination round and trainees all headed to the main hall. The last time they had all gathered formally at the hall was two months ago when they had first arrived.Fatima walked in with Sima to the hall, they were arguing about the nature of tests. In the past month, they've gotten closer, Sima was her only friend and ally though she had not reviewed her past to her.Sima has respected her decision and avoided any topic related to her family. She had been grateful to her for her understanding since she didn't want to remember anything about Hassan again.Mysteriously, her talisman had continued glowing for weeks. It had burned through the concrete floor of her room and was embedded there like a fixture.“She guessed it had something to do with Hassan but she didn't know what it was. She had not seen or heard from them since the warehouse and she was glad to
POV: Exams 2Fatima felt her whole body tense up as she saw Advisor Thadron. She looked around for Hassan but she didn't see him among his escorts.She wondered what plan he had for coming to the institute. “It seems he sensed her eyes on him because their eyes collided and he smiled at her. She clenched her fists in hate and her whole body shook.” “Are you okay? You're shaking, Sima asked besides her snapping her line of sight and saw Advisor Thadron.“Oh, you don't like him. Yeah, me too, though he's supposed to be very smart.“I found him a bit arrogant, don't let him get to you, " Sima said, tugging her hands and urging her not to look back.“27 and 16, Master Yedder’s voice boomed out.A lanky boy and a petite girl both came out from the line and face each other.Master Yedder theatrically pressed a button on the judges table and a fighting ring popped out of the around the opponents, Startling them and making the boy lose balance as he fell to the ground which had now change
POV; He must not squealThe next day after exams, felt the full weight of what she did. It seemed defeating the kedran made her many enemies for her.She thought that the other race would be proud of someone for defeating the kadran, but she was wrong.Apparently Daxon, as she learnt was the boy's name, vowed revenge and had marked her.No one wanted to be seen supporting her so she was alone. Even Master Yedder had been cold to her in the morning. He had matched her with a strong opponent in their sparring class who promptly defended her. “I knew it, you were just lucky yesterday, " he said to her as she layed on the ground in pain from the beatings.Master Krim had been nice to her which she suspected was because he wasn't from kedran and secretly hated the kedrans for their dominance even though he worked for them.After he found out her natural talent for nativation and calculation, his subject, his adoration for her increased. Only Mistress Kishra seemed unconcerned, Fatima