Humanity Chapter 1

 +HER POV+

Jake stared at me with amusement. His dark blue eyes is something I've always longed to see. It's unfathomable how fascinating it looks like. Beautiful is not the perfect word for his eyes, it is something more, something much prettier, something that dig within one's soul. A fancy thing within my reach but beyond my grasp.

"Hey, you look a little off. Something's bothering you?" He says after walking and sitting beside me.

"Nah." A response of mine clearly telling him that I don't need company right now.

I need to calm myself. I need to stand on my ground. Any plausible thing that can make my unwavering heart is fine. This heart of mine. The very thing that causes disruption in my mind. This is the very reason why I'm in such a rage now. A storm is slowly starting to form in my very core. I don't know how to stop it. I have no control of it.

"Don't be bothered by the "Recreation"."

Jake throw a worried look in mine after catching the punch I was about to land in my practice bag. He knew me. He always have been. He know when I'm nervous. He know when I'm about to cry. He know when I'm grateful. He even know when I'm faking myself or not. Sometimes, I like that fact. But most of the time, I don't. No human wants someone know their weakness. Well, that is for me.

"I'm not. I'm already prepared for it." Strongly, I disagree. My throat is starting to run dry. I don't know how long I can keep this act up. Not to him.

"You can fool everyone by showing that face, Samantha." He bragged after gesturing the number 1, 3 and 4 in his right hand. His lips started to form a grin. This man.

"You're the worst!"

"Woah!" He shouted in shock, as well as in amazement with two hands raising in defeat when I throw out a dagger as close as I can to his face.

"You're doing great, huh?"

This times are the times where I hate him. Reading my heart pulse rate without my consent, as if it is such a normal thing to do. No one can control their heartbeat, or so I thought. That's one of Jake's skill. I don't know if there is an imaginary numbers popping on the hearts of human, but he can tell.  I can't go normal if he stays by my side like how it is now.

"I'm not scared of the "Recreation". I mean not to the point where it can exceed my frightened heart to fall for you." If I can just say it out loud, I will.

"Jason Kendell. Chief Hezdan is calling you to his office."

A tall ,slender man snatches Jake's attention from me. Its body is fully built even if it is cover with neatly polished clothes. He have this firm expression as if he's telling us not to waste his time talking to him with something senseless. Last thing I know, Jake is already walking towards him with seriousness attached to his face.

I sighed with relief. I've never felt this suffocated before. Before realizing something I should not have. We are not supposed to use our heart. We are not supposed to feel something to others, not one, not two, never. It is a stupid mistake, a very stupid one. It reprobate any logical arguments possible. I sighed again. This time, it is a long, heavy one. Sometimes, I just wish our community is like one with humans. But most of the time, I'm lucky it isn't. Humans are so carefree, innocent, a present type of people, emotional. But that's why it is also hard to be like them. They have that selfishness when it comes to how they feel. They tend to come up with other's destruction for the sake of their own ambition. They're tangible but no matter how near you are, it can make you feel too far from them, like there's an invisible chains preventing you to reach the door of their soul, to really see what they are, who they really are.

We, Thrassele, don't need that kind of disturbance. We don't need that kind of limitations. We live to rule. We live to exceed human capability. We live to survive. Recreation made it possible. Recreation takes place once we're 16. Our age stops there. Our human self stops there. Though it is a win lose scenario, it will depend on our will to keep going on, our will to stand up, our will to survive. If we're lucky, we'll be able to open the gate of our transcendent ability. Reading heartbeat is one of those. It is just a minimal skill that we can have once success is obtained. If we lose, it is dead end. We die. We die along our useless heart thinking we can do better. And what's the reason of losing? It is because of using that useless thing. Emotions can lead us to our doom. It is not necessary. And that's the mistake I am making right now.

I take a look at our place. It is clean. It is peaceful. Everyone is content the way they live their life. That is how it is. That is how it should be.

The cream color of this place radiates the light from the sun making this whole place peaceful. Like the energy is continuously giving us strength. Shortage is not our problem. We have plenty, plenty to live up until our future. Sometimes, I doubt the comfort life we've been living. It is as if it is an illusion. A visual image that tends to break us apart in the end. I wish it will last. I hope it will stay forever.

Looking down the world of human is devastating. There's a war everywhere. There's famine and grievance. Killing is a normal one. It makes me wonder their fate. I wonder if we can just kill all of them to end their miserable life. It is the best option, isn't it? There's no use struggling, the result will still be the same. The outcome will still gravely affect the human society.