I knew I had to get away, running as fast as I needed to get away from the regime guards. The alleyway was dark and it was hard to see where I was going but I only had one goal to persue. Don't die. I can hear the guards yelling and screaming for me to stop behind me but if I was to stop they would only greet me with one thing, death. I look behind me and I can see their shadows slowly creeping towards me, they would reach me any second. I look around for an exit knowing if I kept running I would'nt be able to run much longer, exhaustion was starting to get the best of me. I saw a ladder a good ten feet above me a few feet ahead, I needed to get up there somehow.
"Where did she go?" the regime guard said to the other one.
" I don't know, let's keep going. She couldn't of gotten very far." The other one replied.
They rounded the corner of the alleyway not noticing the little girl above them. She dropped down into the shadows behind the regime guards, unnoticing her presence. Her eyes an electric blue pierces through the shadows. The guards turn around and she is no where to be seen. The guards turn around again to finish their persuit of this girl only to be confronted by her head on.
"There's nowhere left to run. Hands in the air where I can see them." said the regime guard.
The guards raised their guns at the girl preparing to fire. The girl looking defeated slowly starts to put her hands up. The look of fear then changes in her face, to a look of hunger.
"This is going to be fun." she said as she grabbed her necklace. The necklace was a medalion of sorts a chain that held a small ring with spikes around it. Just then it began to glow and the girls eyes turned a brighter eletric blue. A sphere of light appeared and the medalion that was around her neck became a full size lethal weapon. She lunged at them with lightning fast speed and all you could hear was the sound of two men gasping for air as the guards fell silent to the ground now lifeless.
"Release" the girl whispered and the weapon glowed and was now back around her neck. "That was fun." she said as she stepped over the two guards bodies and made her back back through the alley.
The year is 2035 and human biology has evolved in a way that people chosen by fate or however you want to look at it are giving the ability to manifest their lifeforce into a weapon. These people who develop their ability by the age of ten are one day shown a medalion right before their very eyes of their weapon that is linked to their lifeforce. On this day their weapon becomes one with the user. It is up to the user whether they will use it for the betterment of the people or for their own peronal gain. Those that chose to use it for the betterment of the people join the Guardian Corps. A program developed by the Regime over 200 years ago is a group of these people with abilities who fight to perserve the peace of the nation. With their motto "Protect. Serve. Honor." they are the justice of the nation under the direct command of the Regime President. Since these weapons are an extension of the users lifeforce if the user were to die, their weapon would die along with them.
To become a Guardian member was something I strived to be as a little girl, but now its a one way ticket to get yourself killed. I used to be one of the top ranking officials of the Guardian Corps at only sixteen. But since that fateful day I only now run for my life, killing if I must trying to find others like me, before we are all wiped out.