I know the first few chapters are boring, but they do have a purpose and you see the pinks and purples in a few chapters. Pinks can teleport and purples are healers.
Great I thought as the skip tracer pulled into the gate of a psi drop-off depot. He rolled down the window and an older guard looked at us through it.
"What do you have?" The PSF asked, giving me a brief look.
"Unidentified color and name. All I know is that she is an older teenager." The skip tracer said. The guards face gave a look of annoyance and surprise.
"Okay you're allowed in." The PSF finally said, and he hit a button. There was a large buzz sound and the gate opened. The skip tracer drove through the gate and parked in front of a building a few hundred feet from the gate where the sign read Medical Center. Two guards walked out of the building, and approached the van. When they were ten feet away the skip tracer unlocked the door. One guard opened the door and grabbed my arm. I was dragged out of my seat and almost fell on the ground. Once I was steady on my feet, the PSF started leading me to the medical center. When we stopped so the PSF could open the door, I looked back at the other PSF and skip tracer and saw that the PSF was handing the skip tracer a brief case.
I looked back at the PSF next to me when he opened the door, and he led me inside. He led me down the hallway and three doors down, we stopped. The man knocked on the door. I heard a "come in" from the inside of the room. The man opened the door and shoved me inside.
"What do we have?" The woman inside asked, as we walked into the office.
"Unknown color brought in by a skip tracer." The PSF told the woman and I became extremely nervous.
"Get her out of the cuffs." The woman said, as she looked at her computer. The man took his keys and unlocked the cuffs around my wrists. When my cuffs were removed, the woman looked at me and said "please sit on the bed." She pointed to the bed that was next to her desk. "What's your name?" She asked as I walked over to the bed.
You will be fine. I thought as I laid down on the bed. "Kylie Morris." I said and I heard the computer keys clicked as she typed it in. "How old are you?" She asked as the machine above me buzzed. "Seventeen." I told her, she typed that in as well. I heard her computer start beeping.
"What's going on Susan?" The PSF asked, seeming to recognize the sound being produced by the machine.
"She's an orange." The doctor, Susan, said. I saw the PSF go for his gun and I quickly sat up. I pushed past the doctors and PSFs mental blocks and the two stopped moving. "I'm green." I said. With a little more convincing the doctor changed my status from orange to green and the PSF put his gun back in his holster.
"Here you go." The doctor said and handed me a pair of green pants and a green shirt. The guard stepped out and I quickly changed in to my new uniform. When I was finished changing, I piled my old clothes on the bed and the guard came back into the room.
"Come on." The PSF said and grabbed my arm. He started dragging me down the hallway.
"Where are we?" I asked as we left the medical building.
"None of your concern, but be happy you won't stay here long." He said as we walked from the building. We walked to a long building a few hundred feet from the medical center. When we got to the door, a guard opened it and pushed me inside. I grabbed a bunk bed to make sure I didn't fall. The man slammed the door shut and I heard a sound that meant that he had locked the door. My eyes took a second to clear, and once I did I saw that there were three girls in the room. All three were huddled by the bunkbed at the end of the room.
"What's are your names?" I asked and none of them answered. "Ok." I said to myself and laid down on the bottom bunk of the bed I had grabbed. I looked around and saw that there were enough beds to easily hold thirty people. When the girls realized that I was no threat to them, the eventually spread out. All three of them also wore green outfits. The settled on a bottom bed across the room from me.
"My name is Emily." The oldest looking girl said, as she pointed to herself. "She's Grace" she said referring to the brunette on her right, who looked like she was eight years old "and this is Anita." She nodded at the black haired girl on her left who looked like she was ten.
"I'm Kylie." I told them "The PSF who walked me here said that I wouldn't be here long. What did he mean?" The girls shrugged, looking confused. "How long have you three been here?"
"Two days." Emily said. "We were caught together." I decided not to press instead, I said. "Maybe he meant that we would be moved soon." All three girls shrugged again.
"Go to bed." Emily said, "we have to wake up early tomorrow."
"Ok." I said and laid back on the bed. Grace and Anita stood up. Emily laid back on the bed and Grace climbed up to the bed above her and Anita climbed onto the bed above me. A minute later, the lights in the room shut off. After a couple of minutes of laying down, I fell asleep.