They can’t control who their
parents are or whether their blood is pure or tainted, but all hybrids must
die.
EXCERPT: Ode to Rebellion
I stand
silently until the H.P.V. gets here, and we board it. I get comfortable in a
seat, knowing I have a long ride back to base.
“Are
you sure you are alright?” Nova asks after a few moments.
“I’m
fine, I promise,” I respond, leaning back against the seat and closing my eyes.
The
H.P.V. falls silent again, all I hear are the sounds of my soft breaths and the
occasional sigh from Nova. This will probably be all the silence I get for a
while. The second we arrive back at base people will be rushing around,
speaking to me, ordering me to go places.
The
H.P.V. stays silent for a while. Suddenly there is a loud crash, and the H.P.V.
trembles in the sky. My eyes shoot open. I look to Nova, who has jumped to his
feet.
“What
the hell was that?” he exclaims as he presses the button to open the door to
the pilot.
The
door slides open. The pilot presses buttons and flips switches one after
another.
“Shots
from the ground,” the pilot answers flatly.
Nova
groans, turning back to me. “One of them must have hit a panic button before I
could take them both down. They alerted a bigger base and now they are tailing
us, trying to shoot us down. Damn it.”
He
slams his fist into the wall of the H.P.V. making me jump.
“We
have to do something before we get shot out of the sky. So, what are we going
to do?” I stand, making my way over to Nova.
I look
out the front window of the H.P.V., nothing but flat land as far as my eyes can
see. “Go faster,” I say, “Let’s see if we can outrun them.”
“Those
hydro-guns have a long range, Ara,” Nova counters.
“What
else can we do? Set this thing down and fight? That would be the worst idea
you’ve ever had. We have no idea how many are down there. We have no idea
exactly what weapons they have. We have no idea if they have back up. If you
want to set down, by all means, take your chances. Personally, I would like to
live to see tomorrow,” I retort.
“What
should I do?” the pilot asks.
“But…”
Nova starts.
“Listen
to me, Nova,” I sigh.
“What
do I do?” the pilot asks again.
Suddenly
another blast hits the ship. I stumble into Nova as we both yell, “Go faster.”
Nova
hits the floor with a loud thump, groaning from my weight on top of him. I push
myself up quickly, trying to avoid an awkward situation. I let out a puff of
air, trying to blow a wisp of hair out of my face as I stand.
I
straighten out my cuirass as I mumble, “Sorry.”
Nova
gets back up without a word and leans against the door frame, looking out the
window.
“We
seem to be losing them.” the pilot states.
“Good,”
I nod, sitting back down.
The
rest of the flight back to the base is calm. We land at the base. Nova and I
don’t exchange any words as we get off the H.P.V. I head straight back to my
room, weaving through the masses of Humans and Oderians in the hallways of the
base. I finally get back to my room and drop off my things. As I unload my pack
I hear a light knock on the door.
“Come
in,” I drone. I hear the swish of the door opening and closing. I glance up and
see Nova. “What do you want?”
“I came
here to say that I am here if you want to talk,” he says.
I burst
into laughter, “Do you really think after everything you put me through I am going
to come and confide in you? That’s funny.”
“Ara.
I’m serious.” He takes several steps closer, setting his hand on my shoulder.
I push
his hand away. “Nova, I’m not the same hybrid I was when we got here. I was
scared, helpless. I had no idea what was happening. Now? Now if you want to
mess with me, make me mad, please, by all means, go ahead, but I’m going to
warn you it’s going to hurt. I’m tougher than I used to be. You really want me
to confide in you? Then how’s this, based on what those two Constables said,
Father probably died all those moons ago because I didn’t go back for him. I
abandoned him. I abandoned him and everyone else I cared about. Guess what? I
bet they are all dead now. Nova, I want to believe you, but I don’t know if I
can. I don’t know if I ever will. So, you need to get over yourself and move
on.” I turn back to unloading my stuff.
I grab
a cloth and my staff. I perch myself on the edge of my regeneration tube, and
as I begin to polish my staff there is another knock on the door.
I sigh,
“I can’t catch a break, can I?” I close my eyes for a moment then open them and
call, “Come in.”
Nova
looks at me as I glance up at the door to see who came in. I see that it is one
of the main leaders of the rebels.
“Yes?”
I ask as I turn toward him, putting on a fake smile.
“Messier
would like to see you two,” the Oderian says.
“Lead the way,” I reply.
Author Bio:
A.
M. Harris is a young author from Tulsa, Oklahoma. She has had a passion for
writing since the first grade. This book actually started as a project for her
seventh-grade reading class and she continued writing it on into high school.
Not only does she love to write but she also enjoys music and plays flute in
her high school marching band. She is a dedicated student and works hard to
achieve her goals
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