Twisted
[same universe as breathless]
It never failed to make her wonder if this was normal, she thought as she watched the three of them walk down the pristine white corridors, laughing and joking with merriment in their eyes.
Just yesterday, they had been on a mission and when they returned in the dead of night, they were bruised, tired, dark shadows underneath their eyes. Kendel even had blood stains on the front of his shirt! She remembered being worried, almost close to tears as she watched them disembark from the plane.
And less than twelve hours later, they were talking about- what was it again? Oh, yeah. They were discussing porn. Or rather, the advantages of having porn around. Zoe was scandalized, of course, and proceeded to tell them exactly why she disapproved of it. Alex and Kendel seemed verily amused.
And her? She didn't know what to think! Their topics of conversation often left her feeling disconcerted and lost, simply because they were so...random. Like today, for example. When she joined the trio, the first thing she was asked was the brand of conditioner she prefered. And the topic skipped onto food, the rapids, Mickey Mouse and now - porn.
Vaguely, she wondered if the behavior was normal. As inexperienced and as ignorant as she was, she was intelligent enough to know that the blood on Kendel's shirt was not his and that the mission, whatever it entailed, was nothing short of bloody - if the shirt was anything to go by.
"Aki?"
She snapped up at the sound of her name, meeting amethyst eyes. "Alex." His name rolled off her tongue fluidly.
Zoe was looking at her oddly - something akin to plea and desperation in Zoe's eyes, and Kendel? He looked uncomfortable and wouldn't meet her eyes.
"Don't you think there's something up with them both?" His voice held a tinge of mischief and it finally clicked in her brain.
Working up a smirk, she replied airily. "Yeah." Flashing a sweet smile at Zoe, she continued. "They look way too close. Suspicious really."
Zoe positively sank, glancing up at her with doleful eyes. Kendel however, was too busy glaring at Alex to give her the time of day. She let a small laugh escape her, though she wasn't sure what exactly she found funny.
Kendel was nineteen. Alex and Zoe were seventeen and she herself sixteen. Yet...the three of them had been accepting missions since the age of fourteen? Watching them banter playfully with each other made her wonder if they were really ready for the job description.
It seemed to her that they haven't really grown up, and yet...their eyes were ageless, as if they had seen enough.
"So, you're gonna take the test next month, aren't you?"
She flashed Zoe a bright smile, nodding. "Yeah. I'd be joining you guys in no time!"
She was rewarded with a whoop from Zoe, a 'hell yeah!' from Alex and a smirk from Kendel.
What exactly was she getting into?
They reached the firing range and Kendel wasted no time in getting his favored gun, Alex hot on his heels. Zoe flashed her a kick-ass smirk before joining the queue, leaving her to follow after.
And as she watched them; child-like faces handling their weapons with ease, laughing, barely contained excitement dancing across their eyes - knowing full well that they were mercenaries and could kill her in less than ten seconds were she their enemy, she had no doubt life was twisted. [1]
She loaded her gun, the weight familiar in her not-yet calloused hands, and took aim.
*Bang*
Yes, twisted.
Bulls-eye.
(c) blade 2006
[1] Is it me, or is this sentence just plain weird?
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