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 bathrooms. "Opening her door, she joined the queue, she noticed that they were no kedran among them. A large of them consisted of Martian while the rest were from Jupiter. "It seems she was the only one from Earth, she noted with alarm. She had already began receiving weird stares from the girls, they had already formed cliques and moved in groups. "She was the only one walking alone. She wondered how long it was before they reached the bathroom, her limp were becoming obvious as she no drag her bad leg as she walked. She heard more whispering and laughter behind her." "Girls will always be girls regardless of the planet. She mused cynically as she ignored them. The federation had a thing for large rooms, she thought on reaching the bathroom. It was a large rectangular room with no divided compartment. Showers were all on the right and toilet systems on the left. "A wooden rack was at the side of they clothes. A kedran guard was inside.' Fatima felt uncomfortable and hesitant to change under his watch. “A little privacy; a tall Martian girl shouted out to the guard, there were murmurs of assent around the room. Fatima had noticed the girl earlier, she appeared to be a ringleader of her clique. "There was no movement from the guard, he had an expressionless face. “Don't bother, he is a eunuch, another girl said. Fatima couldn't place her planet, she had a weird body proportion. “How would you know that? The Martian girl asked with a scowl on her face. “Well, some of us read, it's in kedran history book” the other girl fired back." The Martian girl raised her hand to slap the other girl, but was stopped in time by one of her crew. The gathering dispersed as people undress and went to the rack to put their clothes. "Fatima went to the closet shower, she selected “hot” on the shower dial and the steamy water washed over her. “Why do you wear that scarf on your head? Your hair is beautiful without it, a girl bathing beside her asked. “It's called Hijab and I wear it because it's my religion way of dressing. " she answered back. “I'm Kate where are you from?” I can't place it. “Earth she said. “We Martians have a reputation for being fierce though not all of us are like that. The girl earlier is called jama, try not to fall into her trap." " I noticed you don't have any friends and you're the only human here. "Join our group the girl said offering a hand to Fatima. She considered her proposal, if she joined them, she wouldn't have to worry about getting bullied and picked on. She wondered what she could bring to the group as she couldn't fight and not have any particular skill to boost of. "She remembered Papa said she should make new friends. She accepted Kat’s hand, and shook it. Good decision, we'll watch each other back’s while we're here kat said with a wide smile. Fatima felt light with happiness as she smiled back at kat, now all she had to worry about is passing the exams. **** The main hall was filled with students when Fatima walked in with kat crew. "There had been some disagreement about letting her into the group, but kat had been a strong match for all of them. They had grudgliy allowed her in after that. The wall was arranged differently from the previous day for the exams. Tables and chairs were lined in three rows. Master Krim now presided over the exams, Mistress kishra was beside him with a scowl on her face, she carried herself in as usual uptight manner. Fatima search the hall for Master Yedder but she couldn't find him, she was thrilled that he was absent since he was strict. The table were numbered sequentially, she reached for 86. Kat's number was 21 so she went to the front. The other crew members all dispersed in search for they seats. The question papers were already on they tables. It was upturned to the blank side. Master Krim climbed the steps to the podium slowly. He made gesture with his hands to the guards and the gate were closed. “Good day worriors, he began. We're not raising robots here who only follows orders. On the field, you'll need to make critical decisions from time to time. A rash decision can kill the best of soldiers so in this institution, we'll be training mind along with body. On the screen before you are 10 calculation problems, 10 general knowledge questions and 10 practical field work questions. "The exams last for 45 mins. Best of luck, you can began. The hall became quite and had a tense atmosphere. Fatima quickly logged in her details in her computer and questions came up. She easily solved the calculation problems; math had been her favourite subject in school. She randomly marked answers in general knowledge section, his and language were not her thing. The practical field work questions were tough though and took most of her time. She submitted her work 5 mins to deadline and joined the group of people headed back to the dormitories. She spotted a huge noticeboard with all the students profiles. She stopped to look at it, the name were grouped by planets. Surprisingly 6 students were in the earth section. When she saw the third name on the list, the room spinned and went out of focus. "She distantly heard a voice asking if she was alright, she felt cold water splash on her face and she opened her eyes. She was on the floor; kat and her crew were looking down at her and carried her up.POV. Hassan.The city of Zaria in kaduna state was a flourishing metropolitan area known for it’s commerce and ancient history. Founded in the sixteen century, it was formerly the capital of the Hausa state of Zazzau where the legendary ruler, Queen Amina Governor. The town and state were named after sister and successor, Queen Zaria.The great city was now a ghost town after the “Great invasion” as it was called by the media. A large part of the inhabitants had been massacred by the aliens. The section process was drawn up by a large database were different factors like intelligence, adaptation and age were being analyzed. "The bottom scorers were then eliminated by the aliens.Nineteen years old Hassan Danjuma roamed the city alone with his friends trading on black market. " Papa had warned him to stay indoors and they had had a row in the morning before he left the house. Fatima had plead with him silently with her eyes to stop arguing just before Papa slapped him. He had
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. Hassan. Hassan surveyed his room in distaste. He hated the whitewashed wall and spartan setting. "It made him feel like he was in a psychiatrist hospital. Most of all, he hated the kadrans and the institute. He had been sent to the archaeology department to work for a week when he first arrived. He helped group ancient fossils according to their era and research on different cultures for the department. Evidently, the kadrans were interested in knowing their different colonies and they did so with meticulous thoroughness. He had not seen Advisor Thadron again since he was sent to the institute, he was scared for Fatima, he didn't want her in the crazy institute. They were trying to make killers out of them. "something Fatima clearly could not be. He has been monitoring the notice board and had finally seen her name in the Earth section the day before yesterday. He had released all his pent up rang on a kadran boy in Master Yedder's training class this morning an
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. Assault. Fatima was bored in philosophy and history class. Mistress Kisha droned on about different complex philosophy theories, none of which made any sense to her. Philosophy had been hard enough back on Earth. The one quality philosophers shared everywhere, she noted, was their inability to agree with each other. "Each one brought up a theory contrary to his colleagues own and debated on it, they even argued on the definition of philosophy itself. He wasn't much better. It was all gruesome tales of past wars where the kedrans always won. "Everyone apart from the kedrans found them offensive judging from grumblings and angry faces of trainees. "Obviously mistress Kisha relished the event because she spoke in a dreamy voice with pride in her eyes.The kedrans girls occasionally looked back at the other races throwing stickers at them. She looked at the clock wall, 4:35pm. Not being able to stand the class again, she excused herself to the toilet. She had to walk past the
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
POV: Infiltration.Danjuma walked along the underground rail alone. It was 7:30 pm, 30 minutes to escape time and he hurried to get to the institute on time. He wore tight black overalls and carried a duffel bag. Fatima would laugh if she saw him dressed like this, he thought, with a smile. He had always been used to his white jalabiyas.He had not told anyone back at the base about the plan. He was now certain that there was a spy among them who reported back to the officials. How else could the messenger have known, he didn't want to get caught up in the inner politics of the Rebels. He just wanted to be with his children. Light raindrops fell on him and he looked up at the sky.The kedran weather was very unpredictable. Climate change came without warning as it did now. The shower gradually increased in intensity and became a downpour complete with fireworks of lightning.He groaned out loud, he was now soaked thoroughly and he hugged the bag to his chest as he went on. He re
POV: Escape Fatima lay on her bed counting the minutes she had until 8:00 pm. She had gone through the day restless as she had been engaged in her thoughts.Now she was too afraid to imagine what she would do with her freedom if the plan succeeded. She didn't want to hope too much. She had passed through enough disappointment already. She glanced at the clock, 7; 45. She stood up and headed for the door. She had nothing to park as she had come to the institute without any belongings. Outside, the lights were dim since it was sleeping time according to the roster on the notice board. She tried to tip toe but the pain she felt from her leg as she applied pressure on it made her almost cry out. She stifled the shout by biting her clothes sleeves.She dragged her leg along as she limped to the place. She could not use the shortcut in front of her as the area was manned by security guards. She had to follow the longer routine behind the general bathroom. Since there was no one