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2030 was a year of breakthroughs. Most thought it was too early whilst others took joy in the development.

Galaxies collided with war. Earth decided to stand up.
By force, people were taken as live, Human experiments. The work, money and time paid off… only to become a disaster. B.B.Ds (Beings By Darkness) or Thieves, run wild over the galaxy.

With no memories of being Human, or any obligations to follow laws, Thieves (with their physically fit abilities and eternal life) are the darkness and criminals of the galaxy. One, however, one worked.

A fifteen-year old. Innocent blood, taken. She was to stop the wars of Humans and Thieves, and even one day bring peace to the galaxy.

But, like every other specimen, it failed… and now, she is the Most Wanted in the galaxy.

It is now 2200. With forces rising rapidly and threats become more common, the only objective for her is to escape Earth, but after a few life-changing events, how can this be pulled off? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Feb 28, 2013    Reads: 36    Comments: 4    Likes: 6   

Chapter Eight - To Pass the Time

After a good night's sleep, Max had woken up for School. He had to think of an excuse for his friends to see Silvia again.

After waking fully, he helped himself to a bowl of cereal and was delighted to see that Daniel had gotten his board fixed, flame tattoos and all.

Once he got himself washed (his least favourite part) he sat down on the sofa, making sure the right School holo-panels were there.

And, after the rush, he got his dinner money and walked silently into Daniel's room.

Daniel was lying face-down on the bed, his head in a pillow with his arms spread out. He was obviously exhausted.

"Daniel... Daniel..." whispered Max.

"What?" Daniel muffled back.

"I'm heading out now" Max said quietly.

"Are you washed?"


"School Stuff?"


"Dinner Money?"



"Yes and thanks" Max said quietly. Daniel flipped his hand which indicated Max to leave.

After leaving the apartment building, he zoomed off on his board for School.

Meanwhile, Sean had awoken earlier than the others, being especially careful not wake Sam (it was possibly the world's worst thing to do). Seeing no one else was up, he crept out to get some food.

It was tight as two Officers had settled themselves in his destination for a break.

Sean, being a "professional", had managed to swipe some eggs, toast and juice. When he returned from his crime, Silvia and Barsy had awaken from their sleep.

"Got some breakfast" Sean muttered and shaking the bag.

"Good... I need some food" Barsy yawned, looking at the bag longingly.

"We'll just leave some for Sam... We are certainly not waking him up" Sean added on, looking back at the hammock-room.

They settled down with the breakfast, chatting silently.

"Think about the poor Thieves... out there sleeping in a dumpster or under one... two Thieves were found sleeping in an alleyway by the Police... they were of-course arrested" groaned Sean.

"You think that's bad? One was found on Christmas in the snow! The Police found her but she had broken a leg... she obviously didn't die but they took her and gave her a little box of hell to stay in" Barsy snapped, finishing his toast.

Silvia didn't talk at all. The two chatted away until Sam had come in complaining about hunger.

The subject changed when Sam had sat down, as he started asking about Max and the way he had the secret of their hideout.

"Don't worry, Sam. If he told it would be on the news or Daniel would come barging in... He did see you tap the wall didn't he, Sean?" Silvia asked disappointingly.

"Yes" Sean muttered, going slightly red.

"Well... we are just going to have to go on... evading the Police, stealing food and drink... you know" Silvia announced, trying to bring a bit of cheer to the room. The others agreed silently with her.

"What day is it?" asked Sean suddenly.

"Monday" Silvia jeered, looking at him suspiciously.

"Max would be at School" he muttered, looking at her.

"Yes... and?" she said, drinking her juice.

"Daniel will be at work soon" Sean said, a little louder.

"And?" Silvia asked irritably, still looking at him.

"To pass the time we could... sneak into his apartment..." Sean said quietly and smiling.

"Pfff... you don't even know where it is!" Silvia exclaimed with a laugh.

"Yes... but you do" Sean whispered and looking at her, his smile broader.

"Maybe... but I already stole his watch... look. We don't need to steal anymore from it" Silvia sighed, handing over the expensive watch from her pocket.

"Ah... you're afraid of being caught aren't you?" Sean asked, his smile even broader and handing it back.

"Why do you even want to go into his apartment?" asked Silvia, looking away in shame.

"To pass the time, for fun and, most importantly, to ANNOY him" Sam interjected.

It was a few minutes until Silvia finally decided. With hesitation, she agreed and the others were delighted... except Barsy.

"No, no, no. We can get caught and the last time I was caught, I was put in the interview room first, then the office to do Daniel's work for him and then I was put into my stupid cell. I escaped five days later though because of an interview" Barsy groaned.

"So? You still escaped. Now let's go" Sam said eagerly, pointing at the space. Barsy shook his head angrily.

"Silvia, you can lead us there" suggested Sean.

"Sean! We can't just go out into public" Barsy groaned through gritted teeth.

"We'll take the alleyways on the motorbike" Sean snapped.

"We won't all fit on the motorbike" chuckled Barsy, shaking his head again.

"There's the Police one too" Sean jeered angrily.

Barsy waved his hand, followed by groan, indicating that he had given up.

"Right, let's go" Sean said cheerfully, getting up and heading to the space. The rest of them followed.

After zooming up and into the alleyway, Barsy and Sam mounted the Police motorbike while Sean and Silvia went onto the silver one.

"I call driving!" shouted Sam, pushing Barsy off it.

"No, I'm driving!" yelled Barsy, getting up and shoving Sam away.

"Let Sam drive, Barsy" sighed Silvia as she clung on to Sean who had already proclaimed himself the driver.

Reluctantly, Barsy let Sam drive, knowing there was a risk of crashing.


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