Third Wave
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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
6,645
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
This story is a work of fiction. None of the characters or circumstances are real. It has no resemblence on real people (alive or otherwise).
Consignment - Elysian Jocelyn Smith
They sat in the center of the dormitory leaning against each other as they worked on their assignments. Both female, age 12, human-mostly and have lived in Third Wave all their lives. The one on the left was slender, what was once Asian in descend with straight dark hair and almond shaped whiskey colored eyes. At her back was a curvy little red head with hazel eyes, her descend unknown though her golden skin gave her the appearance of the once known Hispanic. They were perched perfectly against each other their posture a great indication of their training, on their raised knees were two touch unit laying at a grateful slant against their thighs.
“Whatever you’re selling we don’t care for it.” The tawny haired girl began as he entered their dormitory.
“You’re suppose to say ‘we aint buying ‘not we don’t care for it.” The other corrected her lips twitching with humor.
“Does it really matter? We both know why he is here and neither of us will accept a consignment.” She told the other closing the unit and turning to face him. “So which one?”
“Its you Elysian.” He said quietly sitting on the floor beside the two girls. “The Tone-Jarsky coupling has requested a third with your specifications.”
“Red hair, bad temper and a tendency for injury, they don’t have high standards do they.” The other quipped, and then winced as a small sharp elbow stabbed her back.
“Keep your comments to yourself, Aiko.”
“Sorry.” Aiko rubbed her back stretching as she started to rise.
“No one ever asks for me, what did you do?” Elysian snapped at him turning to face him completely. “Red heads are deemed too expensive much like Asian to be requested. That is why we dorm together.”
“I have a copy of the applications here if you like. They requested you specifically with some modifications of course.”
“I will never take that contract. I will not undergo any modifications, you know that.” Elysian told him rising to her full 4’ 11” and glaring down at the man in front of her. “You can’t make me do this, Director.”
“Their request is an old one at 10 years old. It was placed aside because we did not have red head at the time and they were unwilling to compromise.” The Director informed them, “It’s a high priority request and now that you’re almost 13 and the training of your body will-“
“It doesn’t matter.” Elysian told him turning away from him as he began to rise, she walked across the room and put her unit back into the cabinets and removing her paint supplies. “I have not interest accepting a consignment.”
“In this respect you may not have a choice.” The Director told her handing the applications to Aiko. “They are coming to see you.”
“I am not some pet. They can’t just arrive as they like and observe me to see if I’m a fit.”
“The modifications are not so bad, Elysian. Read the applications, it isn’t requesting an addition limbs or organs and the modifications aren’t done for another 2 years.”
“I don’t want to do this.” Elysian told him quietly, arranging the dark colors onto the easel. She hadn’t look at him since putting her unit away. “I will not be a third.”
“You were born as one. You have no choice.” The Director told her turning to leave the two females to themselves.
“I hate you.” He wasn’t surprised by the statement. Elysian was the most obstinate of the 5th level thirds, things would only get worse for her before they got better. A consignment have never been rejected especially not one so important as the Tone-Jarsky coupling.
“Whatever you’re selling we don’t care for it.” The tawny haired girl began as he entered their dormitory.
“You’re suppose to say ‘we aint buying ‘not we don’t care for it.” The other corrected her lips twitching with humor.
“Does it really matter? We both know why he is here and neither of us will accept a consignment.” She told the other closing the unit and turning to face him. “So which one?”
“Its you Elysian.” He said quietly sitting on the floor beside the two girls. “The Tone-Jarsky coupling has requested a third with your specifications.”
“Red hair, bad temper and a tendency for injury, they don’t have high standards do they.” The other quipped, and then winced as a small sharp elbow stabbed her back.
“Keep your comments to yourself, Aiko.”
“Sorry.” Aiko rubbed her back stretching as she started to rise.
“No one ever asks for me, what did you do?” Elysian snapped at him turning to face him completely. “Red heads are deemed too expensive much like Asian to be requested. That is why we dorm together.”
“I have a copy of the applications here if you like. They requested you specifically with some modifications of course.”
“I will never take that contract. I will not undergo any modifications, you know that.” Elysian told him rising to her full 4’ 11” and glaring down at the man in front of her. “You can’t make me do this, Director.”
“Their request is an old one at 10 years old. It was placed aside because we did not have red head at the time and they were unwilling to compromise.” The Director informed them, “It’s a high priority request and now that you’re almost 13 and the training of your body will-“
“It doesn’t matter.” Elysian told him turning away from him as he began to rise, she walked across the room and put her unit back into the cabinets and removing her paint supplies. “I have not interest accepting a consignment.”
“In this respect you may not have a choice.” The Director told her handing the applications to Aiko. “They are coming to see you.”
“I am not some pet. They can’t just arrive as they like and observe me to see if I’m a fit.”
“The modifications are not so bad, Elysian. Read the applications, it isn’t requesting an addition limbs or organs and the modifications aren’t done for another 2 years.”
“I don’t want to do this.” Elysian told him quietly, arranging the dark colors onto the easel. She hadn’t look at him since putting her unit away. “I will not be a third.”
“You were born as one. You have no choice.” The Director told her turning to leave the two females to themselves.
“I hate you.” He wasn’t surprised by the statement. Elysian was the most obstinate of the 5th level thirds, things would only get worse for her before they got better. A consignment have never been rejected especially not one so important as the Tone-Jarsky coupling.