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VIPER — Prologue

World count: 3308

Warning- mentions / descriptions of anxiety

Have you ever thought about changing the future? your future? I haven't, I don't believe I have.

-mmh no, no, no it can't end like that...- the sound of the keyboard could be heard throughout the room as the light from the screen illuminating it. It was around 3 in the morning and I was doing an essay for my English class. The teacher allowed us to write whatever we wanted, to show her how we have improved during this school year, and I decided to write something stupid... the multiverse theory. Look, it sounds wonderful but also unbelievable, the part of us being available to go to other universes. I prefer reality.

A yawn escaped my lips, I had reached my limits for tonight. I got up from my chair and went to the bathroom where I changed my clothes getting ready to go to sleep. I stopped when I saw my reflection in the mirror "it's long..." Here comes my best friend, the classic craft scissors. I never use them for the purpose of making crafts but they work very well for my hair. Did I know what I was doing? Absolutely not. I cut the front as much as I could, leaving the two long pieces resting on the side of my face alone. The back was long but I couldn't reach it. I had my back painted a grayish blue and the front was my natural dark brown color. I did a happy dance when I saw that my hair looked perfect as always. I turned off the light and walked to my bed which was by the window. I slept with a beautiful view of the moon, and the horrible view of the other houses, did I care? No, did I sleep well? nope, but I did have a beautiful view of the moon. I fixed my bed only to mess it up again with my body, a satisfying sigh as I felt the cold blankets touch my body. My eyes slowly closed feeling the wave of comfort wash over me – until it was interrupted by the sound of an alarm. My phone turned on and started ringing loudly, I jumped out of bed trying to find it. As soon as I found it I pressed the off button... it was already 7 in the morning... "I didn't sleep at all..." ... "That's what happens to you for sleeping so late" I could hear the soft voice of my mother behind me, I raised my head to see where she was seeing that she had opened the door to my room. An embarrassed smile slowly creeped into my face "it was super early when I started, I promise" ... "3 in the morning is not early" I flopped back into the bed embracing defeat. She approached me, grabbing the back of my hair. "Did you cut it again? You're going to be bald one of these days" I let out a small ouch, she left my room leaving me to change in peace, I headed to the closet grabbing something simple for today; some long denim shorts that were above my knees along with a long-sleeved t-shirt, it was brown with green sleeves, I looked for my shoes and put them on, green converse "perfect..." Once again I entered the bathroom to fix my recently cut hair.

I finally walked out the room jumping off the last step of the stairs running towards the kitchen, the smell of pancake had hit me making my mouth fill with drool. Dad saw me arrive and handed me a plate with three pancakes and slid the honey. Before he could say anything the news started playing, taking my attention.

"Officially today, April 25, the TITAN project begins, little information was revealed to the public, the only thing that can be known about this project is that the sectors will be officially protected after a long time. They are looking for a total of four young people" My father turned off the television before he could finish the report. "All the government does is worry us, they talk a lot and protect little... If they continue like this, Well lose another sector" My mother let out a sigh "It's time to go" I tried to eat quickly but mom had taken away my almost empty plate. I got up from the chair and picked up my backpack again, checking that everything was there.

"Did you finish your essay?"

'I didn't know how to finish it without sounding like a maniac who thinks the planet is flat"

"you already sound like that"

'haha... funny"

I said goodbye, giving my dad a hug and a kiss to my mom on the cheek. I left the apartment, I walked through the hallways full of plants and old people watching the landscape, the complex was difficult to explain but very easy to go from point A directly to point B. The building where I lived was connected to the market building. There were many like Farmacias Sánchez which was very popular for its mascot and of course good medicines, or secrets of good food, a very good store! Every morning around 6:40, the bakery inside puts out the best freshly baked bread and I buy myself three chocolate donuts, a coffee and a cup of chocolate, the best thing before a stressful day at a school for spoiled children. . I walked between the premises on the 15th floor trying to reach the stairs "good morning, Don! Do you need help with orders after school hours?" I asked running towards the stairs "if you are not busy with exams, help would be appreciated young lady" every weekend, Mr. Lee's place is filled with workers from sector A. They have something special with Asian food, and even though they have their own Asian food establishments in Sector A, they still keep coming back here. If I were them, I would also do the same. I quickly went down the stairs, jumping a few steps trying to go faster "oh look there they are!" I looked up and couldn't hold back my smile "three chocolate donuts with espresso and hot chocolate!" one of the workers said out loud, I took my wallet out of my bag, took out the 25 cred and gave it to the young woman who was holding a bag and two cups "fair exchange!" I grabbed the bag of donuts, I gently put the bag inside my backpack and grabbed the cups "have a good day" You can say that I'm a regular. As I went further down the stairs, I could see the traffic on the ground, many soldiers, more than usual... I went down and down, finally arrived but by not moving quickly I was pushed by the wave of hurried workers, I held the drinks tightly trying to ensure that the hot drinks didn't touch my skin. After a few minutes, the longest and most intense minutes of my life, I came out with both cups still full. I looked towards the bus station that was near the sector's frontier. I smiled when I saw that there were still not too many students, the same ones who arrive super early just like me to have their usual seats. I walked with a hurried step, smiling victoriously "identification" a voice that, to be honest, sounded tired and defeated could be heard next to me. I looked to the side finding Zach, one of the many soldier in charge of patrolling sector B "your coffee, Mr. Soldier" putting the coffee in his face, he grabbed it and shook his head taking some of the coffee "the donuts?" he didn't look down at me, already knowing that i had them "I brought you three this time" i took the donuts out of my backpack and handed them to zach. He looked inside the bag seeing the three chocolate donuts before smiling.

Zach, the soldier who seems like a big nerd, had to put up with my nonsense since elementary school, it was a very long 7 years... Now he is old and still alive at 26 years old... How strong! We were watching workers hurriedly run to their work bus while some soldiers scolded others for bothering them. "So, Zach—" the soldier turned to look at me with a sour expression "don't call me by my name..." he said with a donut in his mouth, he stared at me a little and hit me on the shoulder making me complain "you cut your hair, it's shorter than usual" he said, looking back at the stores "is it really that noticeable?" - "you had it a little longer" he responded quickly. After a chat the bus had finally arrived and Zach had pushed me to go to the line, we said goodbye and I got on, walking quickly back and grabbing my usual spot, I smiled victoriously waiting for the others to get on and grab the remaining spots.

Something wasn't right.

A wave of chills invaded my body, the hairs on my arms stood up, the ace was off, and the weather was not cold at all. I looked everywhere trying to see if there was anyone watching me, but nothing. Something in me knew that someone was watching me, intensely... but there was no one watching me. A shout like scream could be heard outside "like an inspection? These kids have to leave immediately!" It was the driver yelling at Zach, who was just apologizing... the truck moved, someone was getting in — but if it wasn't the driver, who was it? The sound of boots could be heard from the entrance, and the heavy breathing bothered the ear. The driver saw how someone got in and in panic he ran to the truck, Zach behind him trying to stop him.

That was when the wave of chills returned.

He was not a soldier

of course...he was a damn pilot.

-What is a pilot doing here?!-

-wait, they're real?-

-I'm scared...-

The whispers of the students were all that could be heard until the pilot tried to speak which made everyone silent, but he didn't say anything. He began to walk, looking at each student quickly, examining them. Slowly, he approached, each student he had already examined looked back, wanting to see who they were looking for. He looked at the girl who sat in the seat next to me, but he didn't look at her for long.

The opposite was for me...

He stared at me for a few seconds, longer than the others. Being district wasn't his biggest availity by the way he was looking at me up and down, a small sound came out which only sounded like a sigh, distorted by the mask. He didn't say anything and left. I let out a sigh, I was holding my breath. The students continued with the whispers until the movement of the bus made them sit properly, thanks to the sound of the bus their whispers didn't bother my ears as much. My heart was beating to the point that it hurt to breathe. I looked outside seeing Zach who was talking to that pilot and handing them a tablet. Honestly, I wish I hadn't seen that.

"Isn't that the boy in the back?" One whispered as soon as he noticed what that tablet contained, it was a photo of me. "What? No, that girl has short hair," his friend whispered back. Why was my face on the tablet?! Did I do something? No, I don't think so? I don't remember... I'm a clown at school!

That time in September during science class, I misread the instructions and made the whole classroom smell bad.

Or the time I brought a glitter bomb and it exploded in the middle of class!

Did I really make such a mess... for them to send me to the school for troubled kids? While I was thinking about my horrible ending, I didn't notice we had already arrived at school. Everyone got off, leaving me at the end.

You know that feeling when you do something embarrassing and everyone is looking at you, that feeling that forms in your stomach, you get dizzy and that disgusting feeling of nausea, wanting to run, get out of that embarrassing situation. The feeling was slowly building up, my trembling hands gripped the bag tightly, slowly walking down the steps of the bus. It felt like millions of ants were biting me all over my body, but it was just my imagination. Everyone's eyes stuck on me, I didn't do anything wrong, why are they looking at me like that. The school doors opened and I quickly looked for the elevator trying to escape all of those eyes. It felt like I was doing circles but I finally found one. touching the button multiple times, the wave of students walking to the building "open, open" as soon as the elevator opened i walked inside pressing the button to close it. I sighed in relief, my back touched the wall, leaning on it, I was breathing so fast that I felt like I was going to faint. My legs were about to give up but the sound of the elevator made me stand up

-hi-

-hello-

Silence . . . sweat, I could feel the sweat falling down my forehead, my hands were seas of sweat, just thinking about it made me sick. The elevator went up and the awkward silence increased, it was as if I could hear the dust falling and landing on me...

-I like your backpack-

-thank you...-

The door opened and I quickly walked towards my class. My day couldn't get worse, Oh, the desire to die was out the roof, but jumping off this floor would only break some bones. I was already more than late, I knew that if I opened that door, the teacher would scold me worse than the last time. My hand reached for the door handle but I stopped, silence again. Something is not right... Why is no one talking? Why is nothing okay? I was doubtful but in the end I opened it. Smiling, I entered the class watching as the teacher looked at the class with a worried expression "sorry for being late. There was an accident," I said, waiting for the teacher to scream... nothing, again. I didn't want to move, but I had to sit in my seat. Every step I took I felt like I was going to fall, my legs felt weak "a crazy man posing as a pilot stopped the bus and I couldn't..." I should've just skipped class.

"arrive early..." In front of me was the same pilot I had seen in the bus. That feeling returned to my body, my head felt light but my stomach felt heavy, going around and around only to feel the food return to my throat, wanting to vomit but I held it in. "Student number 4003" a painfully long pause, waiting for me to respond to which I only shook my head "you will come with me" I don't want to. I looked at the teacher, who obviously had many questions but she didn't dare ask them. I don't want to go with him. I looked at the pilot once more seeing that he had a miniature box, handcuffs? I had seen them before, the box encloses your hands up to your wrists preventing the movement of the user "what happens if I don't want to?" ... "We do it the easy or the bad way" not like I have many options.

A black canvas, a white circle, eyes, thousands of eyes, following you as you reach that white circle, bright and warm, your own eyes going everywhere trying to focus on the path but finding it difficult thanks to the thoughts This is how I would explain this situation. The pilot had put my hands on the handcuffs, he led me back towards the entrance holding me by the back of my neck while his other hand held my belongings. My head was too heavy, I couldn't lift it and I just looked at the ground, could it be the shame? Definitely... I looked at my feet and listened to the whispers of the other students.

When we reached the door, the strong wind accompanied by the rays of the sun made my eyes close. I opened my eyes slowly, the sun blocking my view but I could finally see it, a damn dropship "I don't understand, where are you taking me?" The pilot didn't answer and continued his way. Dropships were not uncommon, usually used for transportation of goods or military use, it was rare to see one if you didnt work for some organization or company. He finally let go of me as soon as we entered the ship. I sat in one of the small seats that the ship had. I have seen ships before but I never imagined being in one. Two knocks could be heard and the ship began to make noises moving sideways. I held on tightly to the belts. There were two long windows and I could see how the ship rose. Slowly we moved away from the institute. The pilot was sitting a few seats away from where I was, I didn't understand who was driving this ship.

An awkward silence...

If looks could kill, I would be dead the second the pilot sat down in front of me. He didn't say anything and I had given up asking questions until a voice could be heard in the front of the ship "come on... this is so uncomfortable" a somewhat tall woman came out of the pilot's compartment, she had long brown hair, a fringe that I hugged her cheeks and had a very nice smile "we weren't talking..." the pilot said which made the woman complain and sit next to me "exactly, your lack of communication makes me uncomfortable" a laugh escapes my lips quickly shutting up as soon as i felt that the two were looking at me "what's your name?" the woman gave me a playful punch on the shoulder which made me look at her again "oh my name is" –

-their identification number is 4003-

-i didn't ask you, viper-

So his name is Viper... "My name is Daniella, my pleasure 03" she said, extending her hand, giving me a smile "don't talk to them..." Viper said in a low voice, lowering his gaze to the ground "fine"

Daniella returned to the cockpit preparing the ship for landing, Viper stood up in front of the door ready to open it and get out. And I continue with these handcuffs that look like cement blocks "and we arrived!" Daniella said with a tone of happiness leaving the cabin, grabbing my backpack and putting it on her shoulder. She helped me get up while Viper opened the door "welcome to Sector C"... "excuse me?"

There were thousands of stories about Sector C, none of them talked about what Sector C was like before the accident. Speaking of accidents, Sector C is the reason we have sectors... A few years ago this place was a white canvas, a field full of animals and flowers, you know, the classic thing about a place untouched by society. The government thought it was a perfect place to do their secret projects, they were never revealed but there was a theory that they were the reason for the contamination of the forest, the animals became wild and recently the government found mutants. To save what was left, the government locked up that entire area, covering it with houses and markets, that is the sector known as B. They realized that the land was unstable and nothing could be harvested for at least some kilometers, so they made another area for the rich and left the others below, separating themselves into sector A... yes, the land is still dead but a little art and plants in jars cover everything, they recently put in fake grass!

"03, are you okay?" ... -what? Oh yes, just that, I never imagined entering the sector... it is very difficult to enjoy" everything was dark and humid, the ground was muddy and it seemed like it had a filter like in the movies "if you don't mind, could you tell me where we are going" I asked, watching how the pilot walked deeper into the forest, Daniella behind him. I didn't want to go but I also didn't know what was hiding in this forest.

"There are things that are out of our control. Forgive me but I can't tell you" it was obvious that I wasn't going to get information just by asking. I tried to look ahead but all I could see was the heavy fog and the trees that seemed to reach into the sky. A small uff left my lips as I felt my body hit Daniella's back "we arrived" there was nothing. In front of us there was a path made of wood, you could tell that it was not stable since the wood was not completely together "follow the path, someone will be waiting for you on the other side"

"you know I can easily leave rig—"

"These parts are covered with monsters, dangerous animals that I doubt you can beat in a fight, the border is blocked and access to semi-human creatures is denied. Any other questions?"

I stayed silent, it was useless to continue the fight. I turned around and followed that wooden path, still, this was scary. The sound of waves moving and the sound of creatures growling made the hair on my arms stand up. The path seemed endless until the fog slowly disappeared revealing a beautiful pink sky, white clouds with a rainbow crown. It looked straight out of a movie, finally at the end of the path there was a man, looking toward the snow covered mountains, the sound of a branch breaking got his attention making him turn around. His face, how to even describe it... He had long hair that was neatly tied back in a half ponytail, the left part of his face and down his neck was burnt slightly, he wore a white suit and a black trench coat. His gloved hands grabbed the cigarette out of his mouth and gently smiled

"hello 03"

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