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She never told me where we were going and I never asked. In more than one way I admire her. Tough, strong, beautiful, I wanted to be just like her when I was older.
Yet in other ways I feared her. She was a Peacekeeper and I feared anyone who could force me out of my world. I kept thinking, what if she is like the Scarrens, killing thousands.
We made our way, slowly, over dismembered bodies and war shaken houses. The bloodshed smell reached my nostrils and I gaged. A sick feeling filled my stomach, I doubled over and threw up.
The Peacekeeper patted my back but said nothing. When I had threw up all my food in my stomach (which wasn't much), I got back up and we continued.
I began to look at the bodies closely. Since I had no food left, I couldn't throw that up.
I realized, with a sick reality check, that I knew these people. Friends, acquaintances, store owners, it was horrible.
Hot tears began to tumble down my cheeks. I quickly brushed them away when I saw the Peacekeeper ship.
A wondrous ship it was. It was bathed in the dust swept sunlight. Hundreds of Peacekeepers locked around the ship, made it look like a school of fish.
"Are we going to the ship? ," I asked.
"Yes. Now don't ask any more questions."
A surge of emotions flooded me. First came shock, that I was almost being forced onto this ship. Then excitement, that I maybe taking my first space trip. Finally came curiosity about why not to ask questions.
I stopped in hesitation. The Peacekeeper looked down at me and smiled.
"Don't worry," she said, "you'll be okay."
She took me by the hand again and we entered the ship. It was impressive, inside and out. There were decks, control rooms, and some triangular symbols, like the ones on the uniforms the Peacekeepers wore.
She took me to a seat lodged into the wall. She buckled me up and just walked away. She will be a great mother, I thought, jokingly.
The Peacekeepers began to come aboard but no one payed any attention to me. Calls began through the ship and it lifted off the ground.
I began to ponder that this might be the last time that I will be on my home planet. Which made me quite happy and excited. Joy speared through me during the whole trip but then the ship stopped.
The Peacekeepers filed out and I didn't see the 'motherly' Peacekeeper anywhere until ten minutes after everyone had left. She squatted down and looked me in the eyes.
"Before I unbuckle you I want to explain what's going to happen," she sighed. "Your planet is no more, and you couldn't survive there. So, you are going to be trained to become a Peacekeeper."
I was shocked. It was bad enough that the Scarrens had destroyed my planet, but now I was going to be with people, who probably did the same thing.
"No," I whispered.
Her face flushed with anger. "No?! How dare you talk back to a superior officer." With that she slapped me across the face.
The sting of it brought tears and some not so old memories.
"Don't cry," she commanded in a stern and annoyed voice. "You're being a baby."
She hastily unbuckled my seatbelt and flung me out of the seat.
I hit the ground with a loss of breath.
"Now get out." She pointed to the door. "Get trained and maybe you'll know better next time."
I rustle out of the ship. I was clueless about what to do now. There were Peacekeepers all around but even when my clothes were scraps and they were in uniforms, they ignored me. Add the fact that these were adults and I was a small child, made not noticing me preposterous.
I sat in a corner, where no one could see me cry. Sleep drifted upon me and when I woke up, there were only a few Peacekeepers there. Ships had been docked and the Peacekeepers were doing checks on them.
I drifted to the door nearest me and opened it. An empty corridor faced me but I could hear voices far off.
The pace of feet also reached my ear, as a male Peacekeeper cut the corner and went right on past me.
"Please, sir," I asked politely, as he turned around to face me. "Will you tell me where I might be trained at?"
At first I thought he hadn't heard me but he sighed and said, "Follow me."
He walked quite quickly and I almost had to run to keep up with him.
He stopped outside a door, opened it, nearly shoved me in, and left.
I stumbled, clumsily inside and I wondered why no one was laughing at me. Looking up solved that problem, no one was there.
Damn Peacekeeper, I thought, takes me to the wrong room.
Before I turned around to open the door, a demanding female voice called, "What do you want?"
I froze, looked around but didn't see anyone. I tried my luck and called back, "Please, ma'am, I'm here to be trained."
"There's a uniform for you to wear to your right. Take those filthy rags off and put it on."
To my right was indeed a nicely pressed leather uniform. I took my clothes off and pulled the uniform on. It was a tad big but I guess they thought that one size fitted all.
"Now to your left is a door. Go there and sleep."
I wanted to say I had already slept but I was afraid to be slapped again. A nod would do, I thought, since I knew she could see me.
I did nod and walked through the door. It was a large room, full of beds which had a Peacekeeper child in each one.
The first one was empty, so I slipped my shoes off and got into bed. I started to count how many times my parents had hit me and sleep came upon me before I was halfway done.