The day is rather cloudy, it is even foggy. It never promises anything good, with the fog Sena can not see anything. She lives in a city away from everything on the highest point of the village. As it is Sunday the girl takes care of the kitchen garden of her grandmother who is too eager to do so. The thick white cloud covering the ground prevents him from seeing his house. She hates this feeling, the unknown.
The soil is so polluted that it has become impossible to grow without pesticides. Bio does not exist anymore. Some fruits and vegetables are no longer cultivable. It is hard enough of this memory at that time.
Ah! Grandmother looks at the TV, she can hear it so far. The poor woman is a little deaf. Grandma is a bit old-fashioned. She does not want to be treated and change her implant. She finds that "it's part of the cycle of life and we don't have to change it ". She had lived a childhood where it did not exist yet, it is quite recent. The implants detect the disease and destroy it from the inside. Doctors are no longer even useful.
The TV no longer produces the sounds.
It does not happen often. The general screen is switched on. It is a kind of very large television that appears in the sky. It allows anyone to see and hear important information. Sena releases her tools very attentive to what is going to be said. The president of the council appears in his impeccable costume, black and white, clean and smooth.
-Hello, Good evening. This is information of the utmost importance that concern you. So listen well. Kids and adults. Women and men. The planet is overcrowded. This is undeniable. The council and I have decided on a radical reform that will help our beautiful planet to regain her splendor of yesteryear. We will organize a game where the people are the star. You're in the limelight. Of course, it is important to keep a cohesive, that is why we are excluded from the reform. We are indispensable. The goal is ...
Kill to live.
The man bit his lip. Did he refrain from smiling?
-The rules are simple. There are not any. Kill whomever you want, when you want with any method. Morality no longer has any meaning from this day. Now you have a deadline that will show up on your chest at the end of this speech. If it expires, the birth implant will cause you to explode. To increase this number you simply add it up with that of the person you murder. Understand, this is not a purge. When the number of habitants has fallen, we will stop the massacre. This message will pass during the whole day for the good understanding of each one. Good game.
And it disappeared to reappear the second after. " Hello Good evening. This is.. "
For a moment her gaze remained stuck on the grave face of this monster. Then he was attracted by a strange blue light coming from her chest. There was a sharp pain in her neck, which she touched by reflex. The number 1 appeared, she rubbed the breast stupidly as if it had been a spot. But nothing did. Her first reaction was panic. Then she thinks of the children, so fragile and naive. The elderly, defenseless and .. Grandmother!
The damned fog had not disappeared and it prevented her from seeing where she was going. She stumbled many times before entering her house. She found her grandfather sitting in the sofa with this same 1 .
-Granny you saw? It's a joke ?! What day is it ? Why do you have it too? We have to go! Make your luggage go!
The old woman grabbed her little girl's arm as calmly as she could.
-I'm not going anywhere. I can not leave this house. It is far too many memories of ..
Sena cut her off.
-Do not say nonsense! I'll find a nice place where no one will find us. We will live normally and ... and ...
- Life no longer makes sense from today. We have to survive. You understand ? A woman my age can not kill.
Suddenly the redhead's face flushed with tears.
-I can not kill either ..
-You're going to live, whatever the situation. You will find a solution because you are the most courageous and resourceful girl I know. You hear me ? You're going to live for me and your parents. Remember where you come from and you can do what the heart forbids doing.
The girl fell into tears in her grandmother's arms. She cried as loudly as a child. The lady removed the flower that bound her long gray hair to wedge it in those of her little girl.
-The lotus. Symbol of perseverance. It grows when it sells, when it snows. It adapts and remains as beautiful as strong. Like you Sena.
As she listened attentively to her grandmother's speech of her beloved grandmother she heard the door open. In panic she had not closed behind her.
- Here live an old woman and her little girl. They are easy prey.
-Go away ! Rise up! Hide !
She was about to leave when she was detained.
-Fight. Agree ?
She was still ready to cry but she restraint not to show her weakness. She wheedle her for a long time before running to take refuge in her room. The widow would have chosen a natural death. But it was even better to sacrifice for a bud. The intruders saw the faded flower and did not hesitate to tear out its last petal. With calm and repose she died.
Sena heard only the sound of the mass sinking into the flesh. Not a cry. It had become completely silent. In silent crying she cleared her wardrobe of her clothes and hid there. She choked herself so that the murderers would not hear her. She would have liked to strike them, to scream, to take revenge on the world for having killed her selfishly.
They went up the stairs. At each door they met the screws fell so that the door yields and falls heavily on the ground. They had big tools to make her make such a noise. Fear made her suffer. Her belly twisted as her heart stabbed her. They had passed the bathroom, will be grandmother's room then her own. She quickly examined the situation. The only thing that could serve as a weapon was the bar where the hangers were hung. By removing it she bumped into the walls.
-Stay here, I'll see in the next room I heard noise.
The first man left the room to visit her room. She stuck to the opening of the cupboard and saw him.
-Where do you hide little mouse? Your grandmother is looking for you, we just want to bring you to her.
Inside she was bubbling. How could he talk about her? HOW?
He watched every corner. Her eyes met those of Sena. A cold sweat ran through her back. When he approached she could see blood on his big hairy hands. She could not bear it, and the 2 on his chest could not hold her back. She took the iron bar and threw herself on the fiftieth anniversary. She struck him so hard that the cylinder deformed. He had first vaguely debated, then his body did not answer when she pounded her brain. When the hatred that had taken hold of her fell back she took a step back to see the damage. It was now the blood of this man who was trying her hands. And her 1 had become 3. She had taken two lives for her survival. That of this individual and that of her grandmother. Devastated she fell to the ground and struck the lifeless body of this stranger with bare hands.
-All good ? I heard ..
The one who had just entered was younger than his deceased friend. His eyes widened as he saw him inert beside her.
-YOU .. I'll mudrder you!
He took her by her hair to raise her head.
"You'll pay for killing him!"
Sena did not want to know, in physical and moral pain she let herself do. She was ready to die to join her. She will dispute her surely for not having fought but so much the worse.
He took his knife ready to slit her throat. She closed her eyes, ready to receive her sentence. But .. What does he expect? He let go of her hair. So she opened her eyes. The one who was supposed to free her from the weight of life collapsed, dead. Behind her stood another young man with brown hair, sword in hand. His weapon was simply impressive, she had never seen any similar. The blood on the blade made it shine. She developed a strange admiration for this object.
-Everything is fine ? You can get up ?
There was already a 10 on the chest of this stranger. Sena refused to take the hand that the reaper gave her. She did it very well all by herself.
-Ah .. uh .. Sorry to land like this at your home. I'm doing my job.
His job ? Oh yes .. From today killing was commonplace.
-Go out to speak you want?
-Out of questions I follow anyone!
-I'm Shinrai. Here. Now I'm no longer anybody.
-No ! I stay at home..
-Very good..Good luck with the next!
-The next ? No wait for me!
The redhead caught up with him. As they descended the stairs he passed his hands on Sena's eyes.
-You do not know her? So I advise you to keep your eyes closed if you want to keep a good image. They did not do any clean work if you want my opinion.
She stopped speaking by biting her cheeks. She clearlly know who was ''her''. She let herself be guided by this man and once outside discovered that the mist had disappeared.
-What do we do now?
-What? You're not going alone? Yes ?
-I did intend to stay here.
He burst into laughter.
-To live 3 days to grow vegetables? And again ... If you do not get killed before.
- I do not know ... I'm lost. How can you be so responsive and ready?
- You have to be. Otherwise you get eaten. Be you undergo be you put the blows. Ah! And take a weapon you will need.
-I did not say I was coming! But hey .. I really can not wait and die here.
She was going to enter his house again, but Shinrai stopped him.
-You have a short memory .. I'll get what you need. Just tell me where I can find your weapon.
-It's not like I hid swords in my drawers. Take my bracelet. It is in the dresser of my kitchen with arrows.
-OK ! Do not die in the meantime.
She whispered. What had she embarked on? While she was waiting for her, she looked at the door that was moving. Was it the wind or her grandmother who called her for dinner? She had a doubt. She observed the familiar landscape she saw for the last time. She thought of the children, the invalids, the fearfull like her. They all had to be dead, where hidden ready to explode. What kind of chimera was the government to create such a horrible game? She would have liked to know.
-I'm here !
He had come back with his bracelet, arrows and a packed backpack.
- I dream of sting stuff without my chords!
-Oh sorry .. You prefer to starve maybe?
She did not answer.
-The adventure awaits us Sena.
- Adventure? I would rather have said war.
- Rejoice! I'm trying to make it more fun.
He was certainly the idiot to cheer him up. She smiled a little.
-Youhou .. I'm too happy.
-Shishishi let's go!
She cast a last remorseful glance at the little house which sheltered several corpses. She promised herself to fight.