A/N: This will kind of be like Divergent meets The Purge, with The Giver thrown in the mix.

Curtains. Curtains are everything. Curtains are life. What are Curtains you may ask? They're an escape. Curtains will save you. Curtains will kill you. A Curtain isn't the piece of fabric that hung over doors and windows 100 years back, a Curtain is a trait. A powerful, dangerous, amazing, trait. It either reins down terror, or brings years of happiness. It determines your life. From one second old to 112 years old, Curtains will always be there, whether you like it or not.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Campbell." The doctor handed the blonde haired green eyed women a small child. "This is Fleur. Your new daughter." The man smiled at the women, whose hair was being stroked by another blonde man called Mick. Mick and Amber had finally been put together once they turned 16. They were assigned to each other by their Curtain the day they were old enough to understand Curtains. Mick's was Power, Amber's was Confidence. Together, the two's curtain was Pride, which is now Fleur's Curtain. Fleur is not destined to be Proud, she is ordered to be Proud. She may not have any doubts. She cannot feel any guilt. She cannot break her Pride. If small, delicate, new, Fleur breaks her Curtain, she will be ordered to death.

Curtains have worked for the past 50 years. Some elders knew of life before the Curtains, but they prefer this life much better. Not many people failed the Curtains, but if they did they were removed. In public, for everyone to see the consequence of breaking their Curtain. But, for one entire week every year, everyone got to choose their own curtain. To explore, to feel, or just if their curious. A Bravery Curtain can be a Shadow Curtain, isolating themselves from their position they must take in order to keep the world thriving. It's a release for some, but a horror for others.

"Isn't this amazing? Our child isn't going to be so amazing! Don't you think Mick?" Amber squealed with excitement, she was always confident that she'd be a wonderful parent. It was in her nature. Mick was equally as excited to be the father of a little girl. He was a powerful man, he will make what he wants happen, and what his daughter wants is what he wants. This family will be unstoppable. It's quite rare that two Curtains of Confidence and Power are paired together, as sometime too much power will go wrong, but after seeing how the two act with each other, their love will keep their entire family strong.

"She'll be the alpha child. I know it." Mick nodded as he grabbed Amber's hand, while being put into the car. Fleur was to stay in the hospital for another week, so the doctor can alter her fresh personality and boost the pride trait, and to monitor how she'll act with the trait. There was always a chance that she wouldn't come out how the government wants her to, and if so, she'll be killed. But Amber and Mick weren't worried about that, they knew their child would be perfect. Just how the world is. Or should I say, was.

"Mick! Patricia! Eddie! Help!" Amber screamed as a man towered over her, knife in his hand. This was the week, the week where everyone was a Blind, they could open up and be themselves. Some people during the week of the Blind, though, went a little overboard showing their true colors. Anything was okay this week. Any sort of personality changes, crime, scandal, affair, anything was alright, as long as they closed their Blinds and returned to their normal Curtain after the week was over, well, if they survived. This week was pure hell, and everyone knew it. Children would lose fathers, mothers, even both. Children weren't allowed to participate until they turned 14, although. The week always remained either way. It was the only time people can escape from their perfect world, to see how a real life would be. They'd stop taking their pills to keep their Curtain intact if they desired, they'd stay away from their family if they desired. Whatever they want they'd have.

Mick was the first to run to his wife's aid. He pulled out his pocket knife, slitting the man's throat. Eddie and Patricia ran behind, gun in Eddie's hand, a lead pipe in Patricia's. The two pairs were friends for ages, all being in similar Curtain groups in grade school. Eddie was Bravery, Patricia was Pride. As well, Patricia and Eddie were another dangerous pair, but they seemed to work. The 4 instantly became great friends.

"C'mon, let's get inside. We can't have any other bastard psychos trying to kill any of us again." Patricia threw her lead pipe into her garage's pad locked closet where she and Eddie keep their weapons incase they'd ever need them. Guns, axes, knives, bows and arrows, and Patricia's favorite: lead pipes, would be stored for safe keeping. Not every week involved death, though. Sometimes it was mainly abandonment. Abandonment was one of the worst feelings possible for someone who wasn't a Shadow. It lead to people taking their own lives, people running away, and murder of those who left them. Everyone knew things would return to normal once the week was over, but some couldn't last that long.

Eddie poured cups of coffee for his guest. Fleur was still in the hospital, being released one The Blind Week was over. Eddie and Patricia had their own child, Emma, staying at a relatives while England's week commenced, Ireland's not commencing for another 3. "Hey, babe. You did a good job fighting off the asshole who tried strangling you before helping Amber." Eddie commented as he set down his mug on the wooden table. He grabbed the TV remote and turned the TV onto some show he and his family enjoyed watching as they all sipped their beverage.

"I know." Patricia smiled snugly, kissing Eddie briefly in between sips of coffee and watching TV. Patricia's seen the episode many times, but it still interested her quite a bit. She liked it, Emma liked it, and Eddie and their friends liked it, so it was okay.

"Gross, get a room!" Mick laughed while throwing a piece of bread at Eddie, but asking for it back as he realized he wanted to eat it. Classic Mick.

"How about it? Let's go get a room." Patricia winked as she pulled Eddie off his chair and into the hallway, towards their bedroom. Eddie was Brave, so he wouldn't care about what his friends thought. Patricia was Proud, so she wouldn't mind giving people something to talk about. Shockingly, their relationship unlike other's worked.

"I swear, those two are addicted to each other, Ambs." Mick laughed as he set down his mug. Amber didn't respond to Mick's comment. She had a worried look on her face. "Babe, what's up?" Mick grabbed her hands, Amber couldn't look him in the eyes.

"Mick, I almost got killed out there! What if you weren't there to help? I would've been gone! Fleur wouldn't have been able to see her mother, what if I died?" A tear started to run down her face. Amber was never this worried. Amber was still taking her pills, if she wasn't Confident now, which means she has a chance of not being Confident after the week was over. That means she could be killed by the government. That means she'd break her Curtain, and she'd be gone.

"Look, Amber, I'm not letting anything happen to you. If they hurt you, they're going to have to go through me first. I love you, and I always will because you'll always be here. We'll live to the normal 112, maybe even older. We'll watch Fleur grow up, we'll be together, forever. You're never going to die in the hands of a man. You're going to die of old age, like me. Okay?" Mick scooted his chair over to pull the young lady into a one armed hug, she resting her head on his shoulder. "Don't worry, Ambs. Don't worry." He kissed her hair as they sat in that position while Eddie and Patricia did whatever an Eddie and Patricia do.

A/N: Yay me new FF. Thoughts? Opinions? And if you're confused, that's okay. Stay confused, that's the fun part.

-Nadia