Snippet #1384871

Fly smiled at Kai, she had to hold back from pulling him into a crushing hug. "Yep back to my normal self. Welcome back" she said. She turned and looked as she heard Thomas call for attention. She listened to his orders frowning. They were going to be split up? What good was that going to do? Zak and Kai were brothers, they should stay together. They were more than that, they may have been twins but they were complete opposite personalities. Zak seemed loud, daring, optimistic and ready for action while Kai was quiet, negative and tended to think stuff through. Together they made a perfect whole personality, where each ones negative trait was balanced out with the others positive. She also wondered if their powers would work if they were separated.

She peered through the doorway, watching Thomas as he was bombarded with questions, there was no use arguing, the assassins where being kept in the dark again, these people where keeping their secrets. It made her boil with rage. "How can they expect us to do what they want if we don't know why were doing it? How are we supposed to know we are doing the right thing?" she said angrily to Kai. She watched the assassin Jo ask her question. Thomas's reply made her want to hurt him. She narrowed her gaze into a glare. "So they'll kill us if we don't comply? That's so stupid, its a waste too. Why are they so willing to expend us? We can't be that valuable to them, we're just they're pawns. It's our life not theirs, they can't force us to do anything and they can't just take our lives away. There are meant to be consequences for that sort of thing." she said turning away from the door kicking the trash can angrily. She paced in the room like a caged animal.

She threw herself face down on the cot opposite Kai. She rolled on her side and hugged her knees, curling up into a little ball, her damp hair falling over her face and body, angry tears rolling down her cheek. "I want to go home Kai" she whispered "I'm sick of this place. I'm sick of these people telling me what I am and what to do, I'm not an assassin. I'm sick of how they don't care about anyone's life they just care about these stupid shards and their stupid orb of stupid power. How do we even know if these people will use the orb's power correctly? I hate them and I hate it here". She said, her sentences broken up by fierce sobs. She had given up trying to stop herself ranting, she knew it would do no good but she needed it out of her system.