The girl bobbed gently in the blue fluid. Her
dark brown hair flowed across her face with the movement of the liquid. She was
curled up in a fetal position as images danced across her mind.
:: A boy
stood in front of her pointing a gun. His Prussian blue eyes were cold and
resolute.
A violet eyed boy with yard length chestnut hair tied up in a
braid grinned and made a V with his fingers.
A green eyed boy with brown
hair that covered one eye turned his head up to the rain letting it slide down
his face like tears.
A black haired black eyed Chinese boy did a difficult
kata his lips in a thin line of concentration.
A blond haired aquamarine
eyed boy stared out the setting sun his eyes were sad and soft. ::
Who are you? She asked. The pictures wavered and disappeared and
in their place new ones appeared.
:: She stood several feet away as if a
ghost watching a past life. Her eyes were trained on the young boy. He stood
oblivious to her, holding a small puppy in his arms. The puppy was bloodstained
and dead. Somehow she didn't know how she could feel the soft quickly cooling
warmth of the puppy as she held it against her chest. She bent her head over the
it. Silently tears flowed down her cheeks. She had failed her mission. The
little girl had died and so had the puppy. She threw back her head and screamed
to the heavens. ::
Once more the boy wavered and disappeared like mist.
Who are you? Why do you haunt me? She asked. But as before there was
no answer.
Someday, she promised herself. I'll find out who you
are. Who all of you are.
"Soon," he said chuckling softly, "soon the Colonies, 'Angel of Death' will free us from the tyranny of the Earth.
You will my dear." He told the girl. "You will free us and punish the Earth for its crimes against us."
The doors behind the man burst open. Soldiers dressed in scarlet with a strip of black slashed diagonally over their left shoulder poured into the room. Gunshots were fired. Several lab assistants screamed as they died.
A bullet ripped into the man's chest. Pain seared through him. He fell onto the ground. His blood pooled around him.
The last thing he saw was one of the soldiers smash the tank and pull the unconscious girl from the tank remains.
No! The man cried silently. I can't let them get her. I can't let them get Perfection.
But there was nothing he could do. His took one more shuddering breath and died. His last thought was, We have failed the Colonies.