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"Kilana, wake up," my mom yelled from downstairs.

When I woke up, Ai asked me if I wanted to continue with my daily routine. If I said no, I knew the consequences, so I nodded. "Alright, then." The polite female voice in my head always unnerved me.

Everyone else thought it was peculiar for me to even think twice about Ai, but I felt like she was always there...Watching. Ai, (which stands for Artificial Intelligence) was basically the voice that was installed into all newborn's brains. She was kind of like a mother. In a weird way, she protected us. She could activate alarms that only certain people (of her choice) could hear. This was great use for times of need and disaster. It was also helpful in subduing criminals. Ai could also give you information about any other person she was implanted in. Of course, she only shared when it was necessary.

Suddenly, Ai activated my MAS, and I started screaming, "Mom! My alarm systems have been activated! What do I do?" She didn't answer.

"Calm down. Calm down immediately, please." Ai's voice was the same. No matter what the situation, her tone was polite and sweet. She never inflicted any other tone into her voice. No emotion ever showed. What would you expect from Artificial Intelligence?

My alarm was still going off as Ai gave me directions to the safety shuttle.

"Please enter the Compact Travel and Facilities Pod for your evacuation."

"I'm leaving?"

"Please, move towards the designated area, or I will be forced to increase volume."

"I got it! But could ya please turn it off? It's really unnecessary to blast me with a ringing noise, just to get me to Evac," I shot back.

"Please continue to designated area. Once the Pod is reached, all alarm systems with deactivate."

"Fine. And stop saying please before you talk." The alarm systems got louder.

"Please run. You are in formidable danger. Risk is growing. Risk is growing. Your mother has been damaged. Please, quickly."

"What? What about Mom?"

"Please go faster. Kilana, run faster." I heard Mom's voice through the Com Unit also installed in my head.

"Mom? Are you there? Ai said you were hurt!"

"I'm fine. I'm in Evac. Come quickly."

I could hear static as she disconnected. "Mom? MOM!"

Ai's voice came back on, "Please hurry. Immediate danger."

I ran through the ship's hallways. I remembered the route from the monthly drills. I ran into the Evac Pod. I knew I was prepared. Until the ships power shut off.Then, all of a sudden, the pod’s doors closed, and I had to grab a seat before the gravity was turned off. Objects around me started to float in the air. I looked around, hopefully. Mom was nowhere in sight.

Well, no one was actually. I sat alone in the craft and waited for Ai to explain what was going on. All of a sudden the pod was jerked, and I felt my stomach do flip-flops as the weightlessness of a no-gravity-environment took effects. I decided to stay seated until I felt better. I ended up falling sleep.

A few hours passed after I woke up, and I decided to see if any provisions were in the pod. I unbuckled and floated over to the control panel beside of the door. With shock, I realized that the control panel was new. it should've been outdated by about 20 years, but it was almost completely updated. Nothing was this new in the Lower District, my district. Of course, I kind of wasn't in my district anymore, but I decided to leave the technicalities for later.

After I gave the pod the uni-code, gravity was activated and I slowly levitated towards the ground. I surveyed the pod in appreciation. It had definitely been updated since the drill last month. The walls had a fresh and white coat of paint, and the floor was no longer covered with flecks of dust and paint chips. It was so clean that I wondered if was the actually pod that had been here last month.

I quickly rummaged the cabinets for snacks. What I found was more than promising. I found orangukles and grapes. I hadn't seen fruit since before Dad died, and we we're cast into the Lower District.

This was the food of kings and queens. But what was it doing here? I thought about it no longer, as I quickly disected one of the orangukles. The purple fruit's aroma danced through the kitchen's interior. I inhaled the scent deeply, and started to devour it. As soon as my teeth sunk in, I almost died. Who knew that fruit was tasted so amazing?

But, wait, where had this come from? What was the purpose of this fully stocked pod? Someone was watching me.

My head quickly scanned the room. But where from? I immediately went back to the control panel on the wall. I punched in some numbers and searched for the pod's destination. I scanned the data quickly. It said that my destination was "not available", but that I had already arrived.

I stood for a few minutes and watched the door. No windows were in the pod, so I had no way of knowing where I happened to be. I thought about opening the door, but I had no clue what waited for me outside.

My imagination started to soar. What if I was on an actual planet instead of my normal spacecraft? Planets were the home of cannibals and other savage beasts, who roamed free, untamed and ungoverned. The killed without thought, and some thought that the humans on planets couldn't even communicate. I started to shake. What was going to happen to me? I slowly took deep breaths and calmed myself. I know that Ai would never let something like that happen to me.
After a couple of minutes passed, the door slid open and a boy about my age, 15, stepped out. He had black hair with red and silver streaks. I wondered what that meant. Hair colors had always been important to aristocrats, and I could tell he was just that by the way he waltzed in the room.

They always had this haughty air about them, as if everything they touched turned to gold, and everything we, the common people, touched turned to grime. He had some weird grimace type expression which showed his teeth, which were quite straight and white, might I add. He had a formal suit on which was all black. Not a wrinkle dared to show itself. Whoever this boy was, he had quite an aura to him. I immediately straightened up to my full height. I could not have him thinking that hewas the one who had the most powerful presence. Well, he did, but he didn't know who I was, so I had a chance to put up a façade.

"Kilana?"

Scratch that. He did know who I was. Epic fail, if I do say so myself. ( I do.)

"Yes, that just might be my name. Who might I be speaking with here? It's polite to introduce yourself and inquire the other's name rather than being crude and demanding. Knowing where I would happen to be would actually be nice, too."

The boy just stared at me strangely. He shook his head and muttered under his breath. "Of course."

"Excuse you," I shot back.

"No manners, whatsoever. That should be expected from someone coming from a craft. Filth."

I stared indignantly. "What is your deal, dude? Manners? If you want to talk about manners, why haven't you answered any of my questions?"

He glared and turned out the door, motioning for me to follow. I watched his silhouette gracefully trot out of the sliding door and disappear behind it. I frowned.

It was either in the pod whose white walls were about to drive me up them or the eerie and unknown outside where a multitude of cannibals could be waiting for me. What if the boy was a planet savage? Hhow did he learn to speak so well? And his clothes were so clean. Cleaner than mine.

He has said "craft" like spacecrafts were the savage place, so maybe I really was on a planet.I had no idea if I had just flew around our spacecraft and onto another one or if I had landed on a new planet entirely. Again, the words "eerie", "unknown" and "cannibal" came to my mind.

Eerie and unknown had the connotation of some awesome adventure. Cannibal made me feel like a slice of cake or a piece of pie on display. Either way this was going to be very, very interesting.

With a weird sense of excitement, I started toward the door. Of course, I took a bag packed with emergency supplies...Just in case. Then, before I turned out, I stopped. It hit me. A weird boy had just came into an escape pod, which I had been ushered into by Ai (who had yet to respond through my comm unit) with the mention of my "hurt" and yet to be seen mother, and told me that I was to follow him for no apparent reason; however, even though this was about the crazy situation ever, I was getting ready to go out on a limb and trust him.

Then, I shrugged, cackled, casually grabbed a couple of orangkules (just in case) and attempted to "gracefully trot" out of the pod.

It was an interesting name for your story and at first I thought it was Nickelodeon, haha. I liked the way you wrote but I want to ask, is this chapter 1? Because it seemed like the climax of the story,

This is definitely chapter 1. xDD
Don't worry, explanations are coming in the second part. You'll see.

More?

Thinking...(Sorry, last week was finals. xP)

LOL, S'okay, I totally get you! Exams are always a dreadful time in my life, I can stand the studies, just not the long hours.

ahh, i can completely understand that (:

more in a sense that write when you're inspired. i'm waiting eagerly (:

It's been a long time since I read your stories.

i am not in the mood to write stories. can't produce anything good >< in fact, can't even produce stories at the moment. poems, maybe still possible.

Yeah, studies sometimes does that! LOL

No more than I had stepped out of that Godforsaken pod, something crunches at my feet. I scream, bound back into the closed pod door, and wildly flail my leg down onto the thing at my feet. I lift my foot up and look triumphantly at the some sort of crumbled, paper-thin, brownish sheet of some sort of material. I pick up the biggest part of it left to examine it. It has weird vein-like things running through out it from a small brown structure that seemed to hold it together. The veins made me wonder if it had been alive. The structure in the center of the weirdly shaped thing was made from a different material then the thin part that spreaded out from it. It wasn't flexible at all, and broke from the slightest bend.

I jumped as I heard a laugh in front of me. My head jerked up as the boy from earlier shook his head and chuckled at me. His look made me feel like I should be embarrassed. "What?"

He snorted this time and his laugh became louder. He started out in a baby voice, "Leaf? Leaaff. Do. You. Under. Stand. Me?"

My forehead crinkled. "Why are you talking to me like I'm stupid? And what is a leaf?"

This seemed to be even funnier than whatever he was laughing at before because his laughs started to shake his whole body. He doubled over.

LOL, I totally can imagine the scene! XD

I'm trying to picture him saying it word-by-word. XDDDDDDDDDDD

My eyebrows crinkled together in frustration. I was really tired of everything, and God seemed to want me to know how much he hated me. Why in the world was this happening to me? Dear lord, WHAT was happening to me? I sighed and felt my shoulders sag.

I looked up at the sky, hoping that something, anything would happen and I would miraculously wake up from this dream. The only thing that happened was the derp-head stopped laughing. I still stared above. I was searching, but in vain. Nothing was happening. I studied the sky a bit longer. A bright star shined, almost disappearing in the horizon. The atmosphere was a light blue color, but towards the star, it was tinged red and orange. It was quite beautiful. I stopped watching, but kept my head tilted up and just closed my eye, for how long, I don't know. But when I opened them again, with my head still tilted up, the vivid swirl of color had became a familiar black with white sparks dotted brightly throughout. Oh, the sweet stars! I was already missing the ship.

Derp-Head's cough brought me out of my stupor. I sighed again. I stood straighter and acknowledged his cough with a bright rose color heating my cheeks. I looked down, hoping the darkness would work to my advantage. It didn't.

He let out a little giggle and said, "What? Have you never seen a sunset either?" He choked down another fit of laughter.

I strided towards him and leaned into his face. "I'm surprised you can actually laugh. Are we on an actual planet here?"

I like your vocabulary. Alright, probably just me. I've read so many stories over on the main site, they were all REALLY bad. I didn't even know to start commenting. At least yours had enough descriptions and I like it.
Maybe give your sentence a little more variation instead of starting with 'The' and 'I'. lol. I realized 80% of your sentences start with that. It will sound more interesting if you vary your sentence beginning a little. Still, I like it. Keep writing!

*~Dreamer~* wrote:

I like your vocabulary. Alright, probably just me. I've read so many stories over on the main site, they were all REALLY bad. I didn't even know to start commenting. At least yours had enough descriptions and I like it.
Maybe give your sentence a little more variation instead of starting with 'The' and 'I'. lol. I realized 80% of your sentences start with that. It will sound more interesting if you vary your sentence beginning a little. Still, I like it. Keep writing!

Thanks! I needed some critique. I haven't had it in AGES. c:

Ahha, you probably haven't written in ages either. keke
it's good to know you're still hanging around here.

Haiz... I don't really have any idea how to start on Final Day. Which constituted a large proportion to the reason why I chose to start on Yellow Window first. Although the whole story of Final Day is imprinted in my mind so clearly. Can't think of a good beginning.

Yellow Window is sort of trailing feebly... to... nothingness lol. I sort of feel like giving up already. I see myself going back in writing.. as in in terms of skills, momentum and perseverance. Can't last as long as i did anymore.