Graduation Exam (V)

Planet: Tarsonis

Year:2529

Place: Confederate ??? Academy

-- Jun 11, 2529 - Confederate calendar - Day of the graduation exam --

The camera returned to Victoria and Kimberly Ann, who stood face to face. Arms out, pistols ready, shanks made. #An: shank = handmade knife. #

Kimberly's eyes repeatedly darted towards Victoria's tear gas setup. Her hands twitched, Victoria grinned seeing this. "What's wrong Bitch? Why haven't you tried to steal my goods?" Said Victoria. Both girls knew her telekinesis wasn't strong enough.

But Kimberly had another idea. Her psionic energy reached out, pulling shards of glass towards Victoria. Who scoffed, stopping them in their tracks.

"That was the distraction," chimed Kimberly. Her voice was filled with venomous hate. She flicked her hand, causing one of Victoria's vials to explode around them.

Victoria rolled her eyes while reaching into her breast. The boys gawked with extreme interest as the gas began to surround them.

'Wow! Elite girls are different,' thought many of the recruits.

These thoughts were cut short when Victoria strapped on a makeshift gas mask. Their attention shot to Kimberly, whose eyes watered and lungs burned.

She blind-fired her pistol while trying to back out of the store. But missed the psionic speed enhanced Victoria. Who closed in, spearing her to the ground.

"You were never the brightest soldier. So you could at least make up for it with beauty, but you can't even do that," chimed Victoria. The butt of her pistol and left fist rained into Kimberly with ruthless brutality.

The nobles shuttered watching Victoria use her shank to carve into Kimberly's flesh. The men applauded Kimberly, who grit her teeth before forcing Victoria back with telekinesis.

"If she can survive. Pass her," said one of the nobles. This irritated Popovich, who thought back to Kalen's warning. 'Kalen was right. I should've killed the brats.'

He sat there, praying that Victoria would kill her. But Kimberly fled out the store with her face carved up, yet her eyes still willful.

Victoria grit her teeth before chasing after. The two gathered their psionic energy, in preparation for two massive psionic speeds.

Bomb! The two-shot off. Victoria chased after Kimberly, like maddened lion hunger for the kill. The audience gasped watching the gap quickly close.

Victoria was always better, stronger, faster...smarter. And today it showed, especially with Kimberly's lungs still burning from the tear gas. 'Oh no,' thought the recruits. Many of them hated Victoria and her group.

So as her hands closed within inches of Kimberly's neck they prayed, hoping for a miracle and their prayers were answered.

BANG! The first shot rang out, whizzing just past Victoria's knee.

BANG! The second shot rang out. The taser ripped through the air, hitting Victoria straight in the ribs. But Victoria continued, to everyone's surprise. She stabbed Kimblery's rib as the third shot rang out.

BANG! The sniper's last round hit Victoria in the back of her skull, her body spasmed left and right. Yet she did not fall! "ORAHH!" Yelled Victoria. The audience gasped as her spasming hand rose towards the taser. Pionic energy burst forth, confusing the young recruits.

Kimberly's pistol rose to her body while Victoria's hand reached the bullet. "Crazed--bitch," said Kimberly, aiming at Victoria's heart. Bang! Bang! Bang! The rounds hit Victoria's heart. Yet she did not spasm, nor drop.

Her eyes turned bloodshot as her hand, held the bigger taser-round for all to see. Their hearts dropped as she grabbed Kimberly's mouth then forced it open. The unknown sniper changed after the two, but he was too late.

Not only had Victoria forced the live bullet down Kimberly's throat, but she already pulled out the pistol rounds and was now making her way to kill said recruit.

With every step, her psionic energy slowed as her body returned to normal. Her target panicked before firing two rounds into her. But once more they had no effect. 'What's going on?' Thought the recruits watching.

They never understood, however, the nobles did. Popovich filled them, which was the reason they sat there, applauding the young girl who moved with power and grace. They smiled while thinking. 'If she wasn't one of them I'd have her engaged to one of my boys.'

Back within the arena, Victoria stood over her second dead body with absolute disregard. She turned back to loot Kimberly before returning to her store. As she walked through its doors, she frowned, seeing three vials gone and the rest destroyed.

Behind her, limping off into the distance was Clark Kent. His eyes watered, while his lungs burned but his will held firm. Because Clark knew, if he made one sound Victoria could hear, then rip him apart.

The camera zoomed in when his body paused upon seeing Kimberly's blurry corpse. His veins nearly bulged, as her face became more visible to his still blurry eyes.

One face appeared to mind, while his lungs began to clear. 'Victoria!' Thought Clark. He wanted to stay and morn his first crush, but he couldn't. 'Confederate soldiers don't morn the fallen, only their failure.' And with everybody watching he had to be a soldier.

Ping! Ping! Ping! Muffled gunshots rang out, in the far distance. Clark drew his rifle before sprinting off. The recruits studied how he weaved from cover to cover while keeping his head low and body tight.

When he turned the corner Clark grinned seeing Kai in a fight for his life against Lokee. However, paused upon seeing that Lokee's ice; covered the walls, floors, and ceiling. 'Holy shit! I knew he was powerful, but I didn't think id be to this extent.'

Kai's body shivered as his body temperature continued to drop, his movements slowed allow Lokee to land more and more hits. The audience looked to Clark, who slipped into the store with Victoria's tear gas in hand.

He watched as Kai weaved from cover to cover, dodging Lokee's ice shards and pistol fire. 'What the?' Thought Clark. His eyes fell to the two semi-frozen vials attached to Kai's waist. 'Why does he have--no. She must've given it to him. So then why isn't he using...'

'WHATEVER!' Thought Clark, interrupting his thoughts.

When he peaked from his cover to throw a vial, Kai's eyes went wide. But it was too late. Clark's vial shattered, exposing the trio to Victoria's tear gas.

"YOu-*cough* IDiot! Some versions of tear gas are more potent when *cough* FROZEN!" Yelled Kai. His words stunned Clark, who wasn't conscious at the time of this lesson, in Kalen's class.

'That*cough* doesn't matter. I'm right beside the door.' Thought Clark, eyeing the door. As the gas permeated their lungs, Clark dashed through the door knowing it'd throw off their accuracy. Kai grit his teeth before looking towards Lokee.

He looked back while clenching his pistol, Kai did the same before looking towards the exit. Both could sense Clark leaning against the door, poised and ready to shoot. Lokee channeled his psionic energy before firing it off.

Kai sprinted out the door as a wall of ice stretched out of the store and into the hallway. Lokee followed suit, his pistol was trained on Kai's back but both boys knew they could barely see shit. Clark turned the corner, blind firing at what he assumed was Lokee's figure.

The first bullet penetrated his frost-layered chest yet failed to touch his skin. The second flew over his shoulder, while the third flew above his head.

Clark clicked his teeth, watching the two stubble away. Kai would late run into Victoria, however, Lokee would escape yet again.