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
POV: The Hut.Hassan fell on a Sandy path from the sky. Strangely he felt no pain.He had been traveling for some time and he had felt suffocated in times as his consciousness traversed planets to get to earth.“He looked around, the place was faintly familiar. Then he remembered that this was his village where he had discovered more about his powers.He heard a rustle in the bushes around him and quickly turned around. Small boys walking in a queue emerged onto the path carrying various calabashes on their heads.“It meant that there was a stream nearby, he thought.As they got nearer, he shifted for them to pass. He waited for them to acknowledge him but they all went by without looking in his direction. “Hey, aren't you great? He shouted at them and reached out to grab the last boy that passed him. To his surprise, his hands went through the boy's body and produced no effect on him as the boy went on unknowingly.“Silly me, how could I have forgotten, " he thought, tapping his
POV: The Infirmation.For the past two weeks, Fatima had been hospitalized in the school infirmary. The beatings she had received from Daxon had been several.She had broken two ribs and bruises all over her body, “Sima came every day to see her and update her on everything that happened in class.She constantly blamed herself for not accompanying her on the day she was set up, to which Fatima told her not to be hard on herself.Sima was so angry when she had found her unconscious that she had reported the incident to Master Yedder, surprisedly, he had waved it aside and dismissed her coldly.“It seemed his actions was fuled by Fatima's victory over Daxon at the exams. Fatima had been watching the lessons on a projected hologram in her ward.It was compulsory for sick patients to follow up on their lessons in the institute as long as they were conscious.“She was tired of the infirmatory, the food was more horrible than the canteen’s own and all the doctors wore stern faces.She ha
POV: The Girl From Earth.The news quickly spread throughout the school; a trainee had been smothered in her sleep the night before. Students debated on who it was, but majority agreed that it was the girl from earth.The infirmary had been delayed out of bounds to the trainees. Master Krim wore a grave face throughout the day while Master Yedder and Mistress Kishra carried on with their usual stern faces.Sima was very worried, she couldn't concentrate in class as she feared that the rumors were true.Her only suspect was Daxon, she would have to corner him after class, the prob was if he would be alone. As the class ended Mistress Kishra shouted the need to research on her subject to them.Sima saw Daxon walking along. It seemed his gang had left him. She walked behind him and waited for an opening.“She found it when he searched his pocket and turned back towards the class, he had forgotten something.She waited outside for Mistress Kishra to leave, when she did, she smiled to
POV; Trapped.Hassan followed his grandfather closely as they headed back to the hut.He had tried starting up a conversation with the man but his questions were met by short cryptic responses which meant that he didn't want to talk.They had walked in silence since then with Hassan inwardly fuming at his grandfather's behavior.“No one ignore him like that, not even Advisor Thadron. He hurried to keep up with his long strides.He was a well-built man who looked about forty to sixty. Hassan could see where he got some of his facial features.They had the same pointed nose and honey brown eyes. His upper body was bare and he only had a native clothes material around his waist.He carried himself with authority and seemed like someone who was used to people obeying him.As they neared the hut, he saw the atmosphere around there clouded by smoke that spiraled and curved to form hazy patterns that obscured a large part of the building.“It rose from an outdoor fireplace; a large tripod po
POV; a world Apart. “Whew, papa, the sun is too hot, " Fatima complained as she tugged her hijab which now glistened with sweat and stuck to her skin. “Stop complaining, we're almost there, take this, " he said, pulling out an aluminum-color water bottle from a brown leather satchel slung across his shoulder. She quickly took it and drank its content, water was scarce in kadra, it was stimulated in the lab by the planter's scientist and rationed out to the humans twice a day. She remembered that it was Papa's water and stopped herself in time. She had already drunk hers for breakfast. “Now try to get along with your classmates, when they see you being friendly, maybe they won't bully you,’ her father said, looking steadily at her as he spoke. “Papa, some kids just bully others for the fun of it, "I..-" “Kencha,’ he said, cutting her off. “What? I don't understand; she asked, puzzled by his angry eyes. “I've told you before, we're not on earth anymore, don't call me