My name is Justine. My freinds always call me Justice though. My freinds and I. Well...We're not like you. We were taken at a young age and. Well. I guess it'd be easier if you knew the whole story. Keep in mind I've never been much of an artistic writer. I'll tell it as best as I can recall. Here goes. My brother and I were taken together...

Chapter 1

July 21, 2517

"Let me go!" I screamed as the woman flash-cloned my brother and I. He tried to break free but wasn't able to. We were only six. I looked to the woman who called herself Dr. Halsey.

"No can do little brat." I looked to the man who was holding my wrists and then back to the Dr.

"Let us go." I looked to my brother. He sounded so confident. I pulled against the mans iron grip and glared at Halsey.

"I'm so sorry." I heard the genuine tone of sorrow in her voice as she turned and walked away. She sent the clones of my brother and I away and the men holding us lifted us up and threw us into the back of a warthog. I looked to my brother and whispered.

"Where are they taking us John?" He looked at me and smiled reasuringly.

"I don't know. But we'll be safe as long as we stick together." I looked back to our home, which was growing smaller in the distance.

"Will we ever come home again?" He looked to his feet. I knew the answer. We'd never see our family and freinds again. And John would never see Parisa again. Parisa was his best freind, who he kept making silly promises to. I leaned back against the seat and closed my eyes.

Usually people would be asking what we looked like about now. We're average height for our age. But John is a little bit taller than me. I have long blond hair that stops at my waist with soft blue eyes. My face is heart shaped and I have a small scar over my eyebrow. John has black hair and a squared jaw. His eyes are more of a grayish color. He's overconfident at times, while I'm usually the kind of girl you'd see hidden away in the back of the room. We don't stray to far from each other. Like most twins. Yeah we're twins. He was born on New Years Eve and I was born New Years day. One hour apart. Unlike most twins we don't argue about who's older. We're part of the same minds at times. And there are times when I can tell if he's hurt. The day I got the scar over my eyebrow, he wouldn't leave my side. He had felt my pain. If I look close enough I swear that I see a similar mark over his eyebrow. Even though he was never hurt.

I felt someone lifting me up and opened my eyes. I saw a man carrying me towards a frigate. He had a kind face and didn't grab my arms like the other man had. He set me down inside the door and I stood, looking around for John. We have this knack for finding each other. And it makes hide-and-go-seek very boring. I walked through a few doorways with the man following me. I had seen his name tag, Keyes. I looked back at Keyes and then to a door in front of me. It opened and I saw my brother sitting at a table with other kids around it. I walked over and sat beside him, glancing to the other kids. Less than half were girls. There were three-hundred of us there in that small frigate. But we made the most of it. We were all between the ages of five a seven.

I felt a small bit of excitement as we learned we were headed towards Reach. I had always wanted to visit it. But it was so far from Erodanus-one that we couldn't at that time. Rebels kept attacking civilian ships and occasionally U.N.S.C. ships as well. We made a slipspace jump that left some of us dizzy. A couple of kids giggled at the funny feeling. I felt the ship dock a little while later and we were lead into a building that seemed boring and dull. I followed Keyes and John walked beside me. I saw Halsey with a clipboard in her hands. She was writing on it. No, she checked off our names as we walked past. I walked through the door and into a large open room with a table in the center. Off in a corner was a shelf of books. Adults milled about the area, casting us glances and whispering a name among each other: Orion two.

I had no idea what and Orion two was and was about to ask when Halsey walked ahead of us. "Alright children," She tried to make her voice as emotionless as possible as she addressed us. "you are to begin training imediatly."

"Training for what?" I managed to make my voice seem cold and filled with hate. It wasn't that hard to do. She looked at me and then back to the others.

"For your futures." With that she turned and walked out, leaving us with the adults murmering to each other. Keyes walked in front of us and lead us to a large open gym area. I looked at the ropes hanging from the metal beams, high above, and past them, the clear, crystal blue sky. Razor wire was strung out along the ground, just low enough that one would have to crawl to get past it undetected. A group of marines was standing at a gun-range and testing an assortment of weapons.

I noted the difference in recoil. I watched one of the marines as she turned and watched us. She smiled slightly and waved us over. "You kids the Orion twos?"

"Yeah. I guess we are." John looked around and then back to the marine.

"Could you explain why we're here?" I looked to the gun in her hand and she followed my gaze. She lifted it.

"You know what. I'm not sure why you're here." She turned back. "You kids are gonna have to train with these." She handed me the one that was beside her.

"What's this one?" It was the same as the one in her hand.

"It's a battle rifle. Tri-burst per every shot." She showed me how to hold the gun and I fired off the first three rounds. It kicked against my shoulder and barely missed the center of the target. "Nice shot kid."

I held my shoulder and rolled it. I noticed John holding his shoulder as well. The marine noticed him and raised an eyebrow. "He hit his shoulder or something?" I shook my head.

"We have a connection. Like some twins do." I winced and walked to stand beside him. She nodded and then Keyes walked into the room.

"Come on kids." We followed him and I stayed close to John. My shoulder felt slightly numb and I was willing to bet his was numb as well. Even though he hadn't shot the gun. We followed Keyes as he walked through a series of doors. He led us into a room where Halsey sat. She looked at all of us, her eyes lingering on my brother and I.

"I really am sorry." She said.

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