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Hey ya'll, can you tell me if this any good?
JO
The early morning light invaded my dreams like a virus, just as annoying and unwelcome to my sleeping mind. Deciding not to prolong the inevitable, I rolled out of bed, opening my eyes to the equally unwelcome scene of the diphalated room that I called mine. The only person on the same floor as me was Mellie, one of the two Were-wolves in the small group of survivors in this safehouse to the invasion going on around the planet.
Thinking of the invasion brought a familiar, clenching pain in my chest, reminding me of my mother and twin brother, both dead before the Cerenu even came to our city.
The Cerenu were aliens. Everybody had known for years the life existed outside of our system, but they never expected it to come here, which it did, wiping out all coastal inhabitants with the shockwave that was caused by their Texas sized Ship entering the planet’s atmosphere, which also set of tsunamis 70 feet high.
A knock on my door jarred me from the haunting cries that inhabited my memories.
“Come in.” I called, throwing a shirt over my bare body.
The other, older were-wolf of the group entered. “Jo, Hal and Karen want to see you.”
I sighed. Of course they did. I kept breaking the rules, torturing Cerenu, not killing them on sight. I can’t help it if the soulless bastard try to kill me and I’m not good at killing things fast.
“Yeah, okay.” I say. “I’ll be down once I’m dressed.”
Once Ofelia shut the door, I changed, slipping into grey leggings and combat boots. Before leaving, I put my hair in a sloppy hairstyles from the Old World called a Chignon.
Slowly, I made my down the stairs, wiping the sleep from my eyes. At the top of the stairs, only 8 feet from the surface. Close enough to hear the fighting of the Deprived above over food and whatever meager wares we could spare for them. Sitting at the desk next to two massive displays of the few satellites left orbiting the planets, were my two “Bosses”.
The word “Boss” don’t hold a lot of meaning nowadays. Whoever is the strongest or smartest rule, until, they’re beaten. I constantly challenged hal, and always, to my dismay, lost. No matter how strong I am, Hal, somehow, i stronger.
It pisses me off. I’ve never once seen him train, work out, or do anything besides bully us and sit on his ass.
“So,” Hal said, casting me a look of disdain. “You know why your here?”
Karen, the only one of the pairs who anyone liked, looked anxious.
“Not really. Unless I’m in trouble, then I didn’t do it.”
That earned a chuckle from Karen and another scowl from Hal.
“Sadly, no. We’ve decided to end you to the surface for a mission.”
Despite the hate I had for him, a thrill of gratitude for him rushed through me.
Before I could reply, he cut me off.
“We are doing this,” he said in a condescending manner, instantly killing any positive feelings. “To see if you can manage follow orders. Every time we send you kill your captives against our orders to bring them back. On this mission, you are not to kill any Cerenu unless they escape and try to Strip you. If you manage to do this, Karen has convinced to let you tay in the compound, and to give you 75 credits out of your probation. If, however, you fail, you will be kicked out of the compound, and I will personally hunt you down as a Scaver. Do you understand?”
My jaw clenched in rage. I looked at Karen and saw warning in her eyes.
‘Yes.”
Hal, trying to push, added; “Yes what?”
Yes, douche. That better?”
Anger flashed in his purple eyes
“Get out before I change my mind about you.”
I smiled and said before I left the room; “When I get back, I want to Challenge.”
Hal was now smiling.
I left.
