The Dancing People (Chapter 6) #1

I was listening to the beeping sound of the crickets, as they filled the air with their lively touch. The extremely narrow paved road ahead of us, seemed nothing more than the path to our death. For a full long minute, we had listened to the sharp metallic clicks and thumps of the machines, as they walked around the edge of the city, spraying their bright red lights over the grass.

They were guarding the gates, and we had lost all our hopes to find them.
I turned towards Emily and stared, not knowing if she would say anything or not, as she never talked to me after the incident. I thought, she feared me more than she trusted me. Actually, she definitly had no trust in me or my loyalty towards humans.

“What do you think?” I asked, still ready for a answer of silence. But this time, she spoke up, her voice clear and crisp.

“I don’t know.” She said. “We can’t even get pass the gates, i don’t know if we could search them in there.”

“Why not?”

“Because they are everywhere.” Emily interfered, her eyes widening. “The red light they have, can scan the human flesh instantly after even a little interaction. They will know where we are, before we can think of another plan.”

I looked ahead and scanned the place, wanting to catch a weak point somewhere, but their wasn’t. The long and wide barricade of wall, seemed to be made of solid concrete and then covered with a layer of pure steel. It was glistening like metal, as the rays of twilight casted it’s impression upon the surface. The machines however, were more of the rugged iron, rusted and rough, except for the glowing glass on their forehead, there was nothing else which would gleam and show the movements.

I sighed, looking at the my hands and how they resembled to the other machines. I was the same, same mechanics, same tubes, same power supplies, same wires and even same paint.

But i was the one, who they could not kill. I was one of them, so they had to refrain from hurting or breaking me.

The air was heavy and dense, my body was erupting with a desire to prove myself as a worthy friend, or perhaps just like them. Emily leaned back on her hips, opening her small red pouch, which she always hung with her waist belt. She seemed to be searching for something, but then she came out with some tablets.
“What are these for?” I asked, moving closer towards her.

Once again, she didn’t say anything, she just glanced at me for one second, before she gulped them down her throat and drank some water to clear her voice.

“To not let me sleep.” She said, her voice bearing a touch of firmness. “Back at the very beginning of all of it. Me and my father were left alone in our house. But now i think, we might be the last humans in the whole city.”

I gasped, then tried to hear what she was saying.

“Those nights.” She shook her head, her expressions cold and unreadable, and then she gulped. “All those nights, me and my father had to stay awake, listening to the movements of those killing monsters. Those machines.”

“Where were the other people? Where they dead?”I asked her, staring into her twinkling black eyes.

“No.” She pressed her lips into a narrow line, which showed that how much anger was filled within her. “They left us.” She chuckled, it was more like a painful laugh, and then she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “They were all cowards, so they left. Leaving our family behind. We told them that we can stand together and fight, but those were all pathetic losers, who grabbed the right opportunity, and sneak out in the night.”

She was shaking and snapping her fingers, her eyes were filled with a watery layer, as if she was going to cry the very next minute—but i knew she wouldn’t. She was stronger than I could have ever imagined.

“Fighting with those machines was probably not the correct choice Emily.”
I said, lowering my voice to a whisper. “Maybe what they believed was right. Maybe they made the right choice, by leaving the cities. Maybe you made a mistake by staying there among them.”

Emily turned, her eyes darting a look which would cut through steel, as she gritted her teeth. The small veins around her forehead, widened and stretched.

“We made a mistake?” She nodded in disbelief, her lips pursing a sarcastic smile. “My mother was a patient of paralysis. Half of her body was paralysed and she was lying on her bed, when those things entered our house. I tried everything I could to protect my mother, but i could’nt. Unfortunately my father wasn’t home at that time.”

She paused, her breathing was getting a bit rapid as she spoke.

“Do you have any idea, what it feels like to watch your own mother, being butchered infront of you, while you can’t do anything but moan and beat those metallic bastards with your useless fists.” She paused again, turning her gaze towards the crisp grass. “It was impossible for us to take our mother out of the city. She was ill, she couldn’t have travelled that much. She would have died during the journey, if we would have taken her out.”

The wetness of her skin gleamed with a faint glow of the moonlight. I peered down at those sweat balls, marking a trail of glistening layer around her neck. She was trembling, her lips curling open to breath in the foul smelled air.

“But do you know what Donnas?” She leaned over me, her lips squeezing with pain and disgust. “I expected this from you, afterall what more i could have expected from a robot. A puppet of destruction. A devil of annihilation. You are just the way I have thought of you, when i saw you for the very first time.”

Emily cringed with the startling sound of a mechanical bot, hovering into the cold still air. It gushed a sound which was hard to bear, then It flogged away, leaving behind nothing but a cloud of grey dust and the smell of gasoline.

Emily took out her gun and pushed it’s barrel against the stiffness of my forehead, but she didn’t shoot a single bullet.

“What are you waiting for?”I asked her, focusing into her nervous looking eyes as she tried to look away. “Shoot me and end it all. Your misery and mine too. What do you think Emily? I like this kind of life, when i know that I was created to kill, when i see the condition of his world, and knowing that I might have tried my hand in this too. Go ahead and shoot me dead here, and end it all.”

“I would love to shoot you Donnas.” She gritted her teeth, smearing with her crimson lipstick. “Trust me I will, but when we reach back our camp with Tella, Dialla and Granny. I am no fool to put myself and the life of those three in trouble my killing you here. I know you could be more than a worthy companion as a human.”

“You are using me?” I asked her, my eyes unintentionally squinting at the horror of being dead in a more minutes, or hours probably. But it was sure that she was going to kill me, and if she didn’t, than Jordan would.

My death was a certainty.

But it was fine with me, as a death of one machine, would not put an end to the  survival of humanity. But instead, my destruction, would bring joy to atleast one camp.

What ever my future lay beyond a sheet of blackness, i was happy that I couldn’t know it.

The Dancing People (Chapter 6) #1

I was listening to the beeping sound of the crickets, as they filled the air with their lively touch. The extremely narrow paved road ahead of us, seemed nothing more than the path to our death. For a full long minute, we had listened to the sharp metallic clicks and thumps of the machines, as they walked around the edge of the city, spraying their bright red lights over the grass.

They were guarding the gates, and we had lost all our hopes to find them.
I turned towards Emily and stared, not knowing if she would say anything or not, as she never talked to me after the incident. I thought, she feared me more than she trusted me. Actually, she definitly had no trust in me or my loyalty towards humans.

“What do you think?” I asked, still ready for a answer of silence. But this time, she spoke up, her voice clear and crisp.

“I don’t know.” She said. “We can’t even get pass the gates, i don’t know if we could search them in there.”

“Why not?”

“Because they are everywhere.” Emily interfered, her eyes widening. “The red light they have, can scan the human flesh instantly after even a little interaction. They will know where we are, before we can think of another plan.”

I looked ahead and scanned the place, wanting to catch a weak point somewhere, but their wasn’t. The long and wide barricade of wall, seemed to be made of solid concrete and then covered with a layer of pure steel. It was glistening like metal, as the rays of twilight casted it’s impression upon the surface. The machines however, were more of the rugged iron, rusted and rough, except for the glowing glass on their forehead, there was nothing else which would gleam and show the movements.

I sighed, looking at the my hands and how they resembled to the other machines. I was the same, same mechanics, same tubes, same power supplies, same wires and even same paint.

But i was the one, who they could not kill. I was one of them, so they had to refrain from hurting or breaking me.

The air was heavy and dense, my body was erupting with a desire to prove myself as a worthy friend, or perhaps just like them. Emily leaned back on her hips, opening her small red pouch, which she always hung with her waist belt. She seemed to be searching for something, but then she came out with some tablets.
“What are these for?” I asked, moving closer towards her.

Once again, she didn’t say anything, she just glanced at me for one second, before she gulped them down her throat and drank some water to clear her voice.

“To not let me sleep.” She said, her voice bearing a touch of firmness. “Back at the very beginning of all of it. Me and my father were left alone in our house. But now i think, we might be the last humans in the whole city.”

I gasped, then tried to hear what she was saying.

“Those nights.” She shook her head, her expressions cold and unreadable, and then she gulped. “All those nights, me and my father had to stay awake, listening to the movements of those killing monsters. Those machines.”

“Where were the other people? Where they dead?”I asked her, staring into her twinkling black eyes.

“No.” She pressed her lips into a narrow line, which showed that how much anger was filled within her. “They left us.” She chuckled, it was more like a painful laugh, and then she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “They were all cowards, so they left. Leaving our family behind. We told them that we can stand together and fight, but those were all pathetic losers, who grabbed the right opportunity, and sneak out in the night.”

She was shaking and snapping her fingers, her eyes were filled with a watery layer, as if she was going to cry the very next minute—but i knew she wouldn’t. She was stronger than I could have ever imagined.

“Fighting with those machines was probably not the correct choice Emily.”
I said, lowering my voice to a whisper. “Maybe what they believed was right. Maybe they made the right choice, by leaving the cities. Maybe you made a mistake by staying there among them.”

Emily turned, her eyes darting a look which would cut through steel, as she gritted her teeth. The small veins around her forehead, widened and stretched.

“We made a mistake?” She nodded in disbelief, her lips pursing a sarcastic smile. “My mother was a patient of paralysis. Half of her body was paralysed and she was lying on her bed, when those things entered our house. I tried everything I could to protect my mother, but i could’nt. Unfortunately my father wasn’t home at that time.”

She paused, her breathing was getting a bit rapid as she spoke.

“Do you have any idea, what it feels like to watch your own mother, being butchered infront of you, while you can’t do anything but moan and beat those metallic bastards with your useless fists.” She paused again, turning her gaze towards the crisp grass. “It was impossible for us to take our mother out of the city. She was ill, she couldn’t have travelled that much. She would have died during the journey, if we would have taken her out.”

The wetness of her skin gleamed with a faint glow of the moonlight. I peered down at those sweat balls, marking a trail of glistening layer around her neck. She was trembling, her lips curling open to breath in the foul smelled air.

“But do you know what Donnas?” She leaned over me, her lips squeezing with pain and disgust. “I expected this from you, afterall what more i could have expected from a robot. A puppet of destruction. A devil of annihilation. You are just the way I have thought of you, when i saw you for the very first time.”

Emily cringed with the startling sound of a mechanical bot, hovering into the cold still air. It gushed a sound which was hard to bear, then It flogged away, leaving behind nothing but a cloud of grey dust and the smell of gasoline.

Emily took out her gun and pushed it’s barrel against the stiffness of my forehead, but she didn’t shoot a single bullet.

“What are you waiting for?”I asked her, focusing into her nervous looking eyes as she tried to look away. “Shoot me and end it all. Your misery and mine too. What do you think Emily? I like this kind of life, when i know that I was created to kill, when i see the condition of his world, and knowing that I might have tried my hand in this too. Go ahead and shoot me dead here, and end it all.”

“I would love to shoot you Donnas.” She gritted her teeth, smearing with her crimson lipstick. “Trust me I will, but when we reach back our camp with Tella, Dialla and Granny. I am no fool to put myself and the life of those three in trouble my killing you here. I know you could be more than a worthy companion as a human.”

“You are using me?” I asked her, my eyes unintentionally squinting at the horror of being dead in a more minutes, or hours probably. But it was sure that she was going to kill me, and if she didn’t, than Jordan would.

My death was a certainty.

But it was fine with me, as a death of one machine, would not put an end to the  survival of humanity. But instead, my destruction, would bring joy to atleast one camp.

What ever my future lay beyond a sheet of blackness, i was happy that I couldn’t know it.

The Dancing People (Chapter 5) #2

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We were walking for almost an hour now, and still we couldn’t found anything close to a clue. We had set our eyes to focus on certain footmarks and weird or unusual things on the ground, like the empty cans of soda or maybe something intentionally left over for us, but it wasn’t going our way. Maybe we were walking in circles, as i could see the same places again and again in our quest to find our missing members, but Emily didn’t said anything. I was walking in the back so I could clearly see her lean and slanderous body, moving and curving with a different gate. It was dark and foggy, but unusually we didn’t faced an encounter with them. With the Dancing people.
Suddenly, an arrow shot from somewhere behind the bushes and tress, came and stuck into the hard wood of the tree, we just crossed seconds ago.
“Hurry hide.” Emily said, immediately, sprinting behind the large trunk of a tree.
I followed her, my hands searching for the gun, which was hung over my belt, but she placed her hand over mine and gestured me to calm down. A long curly chunk of hair falling over her face and covering her eye.
“Who is this?” Emily said loudly, her voice echoing into the forest. “We are not foes, and we do not want any blood shed. Let us go and no one will be harmed.”
And for a moment there were whispering voices from their side. ‘Did you hear that bitch?’ ‘Yes! Mind if I have a look at her.’ ‘No no, she might have a gun, we will talk to her first, i will answer her.’
“You are standing on my land girl.” The man said, his voice was very hoarse and difficult to hear. “Now come out and I promise, we will not kill you.”
“And what if I don’t?” Emily said.
“How dare you talk to me like this bitch. You don’t know, who you are talking to. I am the leader of the Dynamites, and i order you to surrender right now.”
“Emily.” I said, staring at her face, and noticing that she was getting angry. I tried to place my hand over her’s to calm her down, like she did to me, but she jerked my hand away.
“No one here is a leader of me, no one can control me. And plus, who came up with such a shitty name?” Emily said, her voice spreading into the silent woods like a smoke.
“The one who slept with your mother bitch.”
We saw a man coming out. His body, covered with something like goop or mud. His face covered with what seemed like a huge beard. He had a gun in his hand, which was pointed at us. Emily stood up from her ground, aimed at the person and shot him dead in the head. It all happened so quickly, that i did’nt get a chance to analyse, what was happening. Maybe it took her only a second to take aim and fire the bullet in his head. As the man, fall to the ground, his body lifeless and frozen. The others reacted instantly and started shooting arrows at us.
I grabbed Emily’s hand and pulled her down, soon a cluster of arrows and bullets started blistering at us. We didn’t had any choice, but to get away from that place, unspotted. Which we were failed to do so, as one of them saw us moving and pointed his gun at us.
“Stop right there, or I will shoot you like you did to one of mine.” A fat man said, his body only protected by a black leather jacket and a pair of light green jumpers.
They all pulled us out from the cover of leaves, heaving us in the center of the whole crowd. They were six, all of them ripped with biceps and muscles, grinning as we were part of some play.
“What’s your name girl?” A person came towards us, his face red and hard. With narrow eyes, he peeked at us, then ruffled a wisp of his thick grey mustache. “Tell me or I’ll kill you right away.”
“Emily.” Said Emily and squinted at him, with her usual hawk like eyes.
“And you?” He pushed the barrel of his gun against my cheek, chuckling as his lips were leaking streams of drool.
“My name is Donnas.” I said, and flashed a wry smile, which i was sure would be mocking him.
“That’s a weird name boy.” He said. “Weird as you. Come on, now handover all of your weapons to us. They belong to us now.”
“We do not have any weapons.” Emily said suddenly. “You have already taken what we had.”
“Do you know, what these forests and jungles have taught me girl?”
Emily stayed calm, not even blinking as her eyes were fixated over the big fat man. I was unsure, how was she able to calm herself in a situation like this, where my body was bursting from inside. I could feel my insights trembling with fear. “They have taught me to not trust anyone.” The man said. “And definitly not a girl who i just met. Now, you are handing over the weapons to me, or I take them by force?”
“As i have said before, we do not have any more weapons you idiot.” Emily replied.
“How dare you?” He clutched her neck and lifted her up from the ground. Her legs, smacking the empty space as she struggled to breath with her blocked windpipe. A shiver of fear ran down my spine, as i watched her struggling for her life, while the rest of them kept laughing on her misery.
I could’nt just saw and lose another of our group member. Moreover, what would they do to me after that? Even the thought of it made me to close my eyes.
Just then, something inside of me clicked. My whole body felt hard as rock, when i stood up and thrashed myself into that man. He lost control and fall back, spinning like an uncontrolled tyre.
Emily landed to her feet and gasped, holding the muscles of her neck. 

“What have you done you bastard.” The man groaned with anger, as his face was lifting up to the level of their eyes. His hand, holding a slightly bulged out flesh from his chest, his mouth leaking blood. “Kill them.”
Just as he pointed his weak limping finger towards us, I did’nt felt cold and scared. In fact, I was becoming more and more angry at him. Just before I slipped a glance towards Emily, who was on her knees, close to the ground and still holding her windpipe.
For a second, I almost forgot who i was and what was I made for. To kill people and to wipe out the whole of humanity. But now, I was their savier, the protector who would do anything to protect. I did the same.
I jumped around, back flipping towards a man with pale yellow shirt and sky blue trousers. I skimmed pass him, turning like a wisp of hair in a windy afternoon, then plunging a tight fist at him, wrecking a few ribs as it gave a loud noise. The man was instantly dead. Blood splattering out of his blue face and his eyes lifeless and seemed to be staring at something.
The rest of them had guns, rifles and machine guns. They all started shooting at me.
It was like I was standing before a wall of glitters, as they tickled my skin and then vanished as soon as they appeared. The bullets were useless on me, so I darted forward, going behind my waist belt to get my handgun. I gripped its handle, taking aim at their heads and then I pressed the trigger.
That was it. Piles of bodies lay restless on the ground, cuddling their wounds and bloodstained marks. But they were all corpses now. Just then I noticed that my hands were silver, glistening with the gleaming rays of moonlight as it reflected onto the metal. I was not a human, but now my reality had startled me so much.
Emily looked up to me and i could see the fear in her eyes, as it slowly grew towards pain and anger.
Hatred was the right word to describe her feelings, as i gasped in despair and met the ground.

The Dancing People (Chapter 5) #1

We were quick enough with our feet, sliding pass the spicky leaves and fading into the darkness. We could almost hear them talk now, Jordan’s hard and hoarse voice ringing in the cold and dreary winter night. I scanned Mura’s face and saw her skeptical eyes, shadowed by the darkness of the night. Maybe she was thinking about the same thing as me, with an equally defined smirking look. We were going to test their reflexes and we wanted to know, how much alert they really were.
A crunching sound emerging from underneath my soles as we kept ourselves in a crouching state, motions as stealthy as a thief.
But then, her foot got a kick with a large stone. A cracking sound, got boomed around us like a siren for fire alert.
Suddenly, they all melt with the silence of the night, not a pin plucking sound came after it. I paused, glancing at Mura with an emotion of half confusion and half disappointment. She bit her lower lip and lifted her shoulders, slightly higher.
Then Jordan came thrashing from behind the shelter of leaves and grabbed me from my shirt collar, lifting me three feet higher than the ground. His face had a dark and serious tone to it, with big and angry eyes, staring directly into mine. He had his other hand almost around his hefty belt to collect his hand gun, but then he sighed and let me fall on my knees.
“Oh God.” He gasped, walking towards the camp, his hands buckling his waist. “This is no joke Donnas. You could have got killed by my hands.”
“I am sorry Jordan.” Mura stood up, rubbing off any dried leaves from her body. “Actually we wanted to see if you are.”
“Quite everyone.” Mr. Brinskey came forward, his face half glowing with the fire light. “They can hear us, everyone must stay calm and quite as possible.”
“Ah. Kids these days.” Jordan paced around the fire, and stood behind a camp, lighting his cigarette.
“So.” Mr. Brinskey began, reaching forward towards us. “Are you all fine and healthy? Cause you know, there is a lack of medications around here.”
Mr. Brinskey had almost crossed the fire, when he came near Mura and saw large scars and wounds on her body.
“Oh. Dear.” He murmured in a soft tone, widening his eyes. “What happened?”

“It was a machine.” I said, blankly staring at Mr. Brinskey, while his eyes were fixated on Mura.
“A machine?” Jordan walked towards us, the shallow white smoke, rising and curling across his blackened face. “But it’s not possible. Machines don’t circulate the forest. Only the drones do.”
“Donnas is right.” Mura backed me, her feet slowly marching ahead, grass crushing underneath her legs. “It suddenly appeared inside the basement of a mall.”
“What in the hell, where you doing in the basement?” Emily questioned, her eyes were not blinking.
“Wait a second.” Jordan widened his eyes, scanning around us. “Where is Granny and… Dialla and Tella? Mura where are they?”
“We don’t know.” Mura replied.
“Wha? What do you mean, you don’t know.” Jordan said. “Come on Mura speak, where are they? Was it the machine? Or the dancing people? What happened?”
“We don’t know Jordan.” I spoke, as Mura was unable to speak, tears flooding down her cheeks. “We got separated in the forest with Madam Cathybell and Dialla. We saw them heading towards the small town. But when we reached there, they weren’t there.”
Jordan kicked the grass, six or seven leaves, skimmed off from the ground and dispersed into the air, falling back to the ground like emeralds with the glowing fire behind them. His face was warped differently and his body was tightened, muscles and biceps, bulging out from his outfit.
“And where is Tella?” He asked softly, only his back facing us.
“When the machine attacked us.” I paused for a moment, catching my breath. I just couldn’t produced the corrects words to explain the situation. “We lost her.”
A loud clap broke out into the silent night. Jordan sprinted towards me, his body erect and hard.
“I am going to get them back, before its too late.” He said. “I don’t know, why you left them in the forest, but this is my group and it is my duty to protect them.”
“Look, we didn’t left them.” I explained. “It was the situation.”
“Situation?” Jordan snapped. “What situation? A machine attacked you. This situation? I don’t know about you Donnas, but ever since this all began. I am constantly fighting with the machines. And I think, I have done well so far. But it’s a different story, they aren’t as strong and armed as me. They are weak and old, God knows if they have survived by now.”
“I am sure they did.” I said.
Jordan smiled, his white teeth, contrasting well with his black skin. “How are you so sure about this Donnas?”
“It’s a gut feeling.”
“Gut feeling?” Jordan laughed. He was bending over, grabbing the points of his knees. “gut feeling? Oh so now, we have our new leaders who believe in their gut feelings. How exciting.”
“Stop it Jordan.” Mura said loudly and boldly. “What is wrong with you?”
“No what is wrong with you Mura?” Emily jumped from her spot and dashed towards us. A long barreled shotgun, hung down with a leather belt, from her shoulder. Her hair tied and greasy, yet her skin, shinning like a freshly polished metal. “Don’t you understand that it was his responsibility to keep them safe? Dad believed in him, and what he did? Lost three members of our group instantly. I don’t know, if anyone here likes it or not, but i don’t believe this man. Not even a little bit.”

“I dont believe it.” Mura snapped. “All i know is that he saved my life when i was unable to do so. He did every fucking thing he could, while risking his own life for me.”
“He saved you Mura?” Jordan laughed, the smoke from his cigarette was no longer visible. “But by the appearance of you two, you look wounded and bruised on every part of your body, while on the other side, well! There is not a single cut or a wound on his skin. Maybe it tells the truth Mura.”
“Calm down everyone please for God’s sake.” This type of battle wouldn’t lead us anywhere but death and humiliation.” Mr. Brinskey spoke up, his voice had a straight tone to it, which made him stand out from the rest. “Mura, you come with me. My God you need serious medical treatment.”
Mura squeezed her lips and spun around, her short brown hair, waved like a clean twister. She walked pass the fire and reached a large stone, which was being used as a bench by them.
The sky had developed into a mysterious smudgy and open coloured sheet. Black clouds, silver stars, golden moon and the layers of purple fog was what prominent in the atmosphere when Emily was standing before the burning stick. She held out her arm and removed the large and bulky gun from her shoulder, holding it into her hands now.
“I am gonna go find them.”  She had her back facing the rest of the members of the group, when i walked towards her.
“You don’t have to.” I said. “It is my mistake and I will have to go myself.”
Emily didn’t say a word and stood, watching me like a hungry hawk, reading the mind of its prey.
“How worthless of you.” She murmured and turned around, now scanning the bullet box.
It was like a spike, which was pierced right through my mechanical heart, I was hurt. But it wasn’t just her words that were itchy and painful, but her eyes aswell. The way she always looked at me, like i was some sort of a criminal or evilish creature born to kill and annihilate. Maybe i was all of that, but fortunately my amnesia had changed me and mostly developed me.
“Just let me help.” I spoke again, but this time, she didn’t turned. “Emily.” I said loudly, forcing her to turn and face me.
“You wanna help? Alright.” She bended down, kneeling over to the grass and took a hand gun from her leather bag. “Take this.”
Emily threw the hand gun at me, which flung into the air and then landed down before my feet, making a perfect circular angle. I knelt down and took the gun. The moment i took it, i could feel it’s weight, forcing my arm downwards, but it was just a mere distraction and nothing more. I unlocked the clip of it and placed it at the side of my waist.
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The Dancing People (Chapter 4) #2

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I was hoping to see a bright crust of golden light with little to no clouds, but what I found, was dark orange shade, texturing the entire sky with hints of grey clouds, surrounding the dull orange sun.
But the breeze was soft and touching, it was cold and relaxing. My mechanical lungs felt a chill of relief, after we finally beat the giant machine, which could very easily killed us two. But now, we both stared at each other and smiled, our faces glowing with a faint light of the setting sun. Her eyes were glittering bright yellow, almost like a vividly burning sun.
“Don’t you think, we should atleast try to find Granny and Dialla?” Mura said, her eyes transferring towards the hard rocky ground. “It can be possible that Tella is with her sister and Granny.”
There was no conclusive answer to that question as i knew that It definitely could happen, but what was the probability of it? Definitely very less. I barely managed to look at her, having a faint smile on my face.
“Yes it can happen Mura.” I squeezed my lips together and kept a constant pace through the woods. Dried leaves cracking like bones under our feet, as we were crossing the long walk among trees. “But as i have already told you before, you are not in a condition to wander around and look for them. And I can’t leave you here and go looking for them either. So the best option we have right now is to reach our camp, get you some medical treatment and then we can go on looking for then okey?”
“Okey.” She murmured. Her voice was hoarse. “Ahhm. Can I get some water.”
“Yeah! Sure.” I stopped and pulled the water bottle from the back of her bag, squeezing it’s cap like a screw. “Here.”
Without saying another word, she stuck it to her lips and started drinking. A thin line of water, twinkling like a silver thread, made its way down her neck and onto her breasts. She wiped the remaining water from her mouth with the back of her hand and started circling the bottle in her hands.
Irritating plasticy sounds were the only spreading sounds we could listen to, standing alone in a forest just before dawn.
“I don’t know why this happened to us.” Mura began, strodding off over the dried and hard grass. “I don’t know, when it all began. I was in a different city, when i got a phone call from my mother.”
Mura paused, her hands shaking and sweating. The water bottle was on the ground by the time she spoke again.
“I can still feel the fear in her voice.” Mura gulped and licked her soft lips. “She told me not to come there.”
Mura faintly smiled. “After all she was a mother, and no mother wants her children to get hurt. Maybe she had seen those things. The machines. Bloody machines, terminating every living human from the cities like dust. At first, I could’nt understood, what was really happening, but after I saw the news, which was literally all over the world at that time. I knew, i had to go back, go back to my parents.”
“What happened to them?” I asked her, strolling behind her.
“By the time, I reached home, they were dead. Their bodies were half eaten by the insects and wild birds. But thankfully Tiffy survived. Found him, hiding in the basement.” She chuckled sadly. “With a toy gun in his hand.”
“Look. It’s terrible really, about what happened to you, what happened to all of the humanity.”
“Not just terrible, it’s beyond that. Far beyond that.” Mura snapped, her cheecks bulging red and eyes wet as ice. “You don’t know about us Donnas, cause you can’t feel the pain of humans.”
My eyes widened with shock. ‘What does she mean by that?’ I yelled to myself, spinning my eyes away from her contact.
“Androids can’t feel the pain, right?”
“Hey! What are you saying?”
“Stop.” She snapped again, removing a long wet strand of hair from her eyes. “Just stop it already Donnas. You lied to me. You lied to all of us. Emily was right, you can’t be trusted.”
“Mura.”
“Don’t say a word Donnas.” Mura came towards me. “Do you have any idea, what will happen to you, when Jordan finds out about you?” She shook her head, her lips like duck’s beak. “He will kill you on the spot.”
“Okey, so before he can kill me.” I backed away and opened my arms widely, almost reaching the height of my shoulders. “Go ahead and kill me. I would rather like to be killed by you than Jordan.”
Mura looked away, biting her lower lip to hide her tears. “You know I can’t kill you Donnas.”
“Why not?”
“Because we are friends, and we need each other.” Mura wiped away the tears from her large eyes with the back of her hand. “I don’t know about Jordan, but i can’t kill you just because you are an android. I just can’t kill any innocent person.”
“How do you know I am innocent?” I asked her, staring directly into her amber coloured eyes. “How do you know that I was not the one who killed your parents?”
“I don’t know”. She replied, her voice had the taste of tears. “I only know that you saved my life today”.
“And if I was the one who killed.”
“Just stop it Donnas.”
“That’s not an answer Mura.” I said, I came nearer and nearer towards her, yet she didn’t backed away.
“I will kill you.”
I smiled. That was the answer I was hoping to hear from her. If I had killed her parents or any human being in my life, then I would rather like to die by her hands than live my entire life with a heavy guilt on my chest.
Mura smiled back and walked ahead of me, her feet still clumsy and dry. Fresh wounds on her skin were glowing bright red under the shade of dull sun. But i stood there, thinking. If I could just get a single glimpse of myself from the past. If I could really know, who I was, or maybe what I was.

It was almost getting darker, the faint image of the sun, hiding behind a pair of dark clouds, when she turned towards me. Her short brown hair, spun around her face and slipped behind her neck.
“There it is.” She exclaimed. “I can see it, behind the trees. Look.”
I did looked, and even squinted at it, finding a shallow cloud of smoke, rising high from a glow. It must be fire, i thought and raised an eyebrow.
“Donnas.” Mura called in a low tone, her eyes dark and mysterious. “I can’t walk more, it’s like my bones are cracking inside.”
I stopped, glancing at her from head to toe. “You know, we can’t stop now Mura.”
I said, bending a little low, one hand holding from her shoulders. “I will help you. Come, put your arm around my shoulder.”
She kept staring at me for several seconds, her eyes had the most observant look i had ever seen. Dark and empty. Maybe she wanted me to say another word or pass a wide smile, yet I did nothing but a solid stare back at her. I did’nt know if I was right or wrong, but she wanted everything right to happen and it was clear in her eyes.
Finally! A faint smile appeared on her face as she glanced the rocks, beneath our feet. She removed a long thick strand from the side of her eye and slipped it over her ear.
“Thanks.” The word came out in a soft whisper, and she did placed her arm around my shoulder.
We started walking again, knowing that our destination was quite close to us now, yet so far that we could hardly see it from the distance.
“So.” I began, noticing that it was quite a long time since we talked. “You haven’t told me one thing.”
“What?” She said, not looking at me.
“How you came to know about me?” I said, not looking at her this time. I wanted to return the favor.
“It isn’t important in a situation like this. All we need to know is that any of them can’t know about you.” Mura replied. “And plus, i never tell my secrets.”
“Oh really.” I said. “But don’t you think it will be helpful for me to avoid the same mistake next time.”
I waited for an answer, yet she kept walking, not even looking at me. I knew she hated androids, and I did knew the reason aswell, but her behaviour towards me was different. She wasn’t the Mura, i noticed when i first met all of them. She was quite open now, always ready to talk. It was funny, how I kept thinking about all these things when I heared Mura’s voice.
“Donnas.” She jerked my head, bringing me back from the eternity of thoughts. “Look, we have reached our camp.”

“WHY I AM LATE”

It’s probably not the first time, that i haven’t posted recently on my wordpress, and it’s kind of a shame aswell. Considering the fact that I have so lovely followers and supporters, i can be sure that you will understand my situation.

Actually the problem is that, I am extremely busy these days and the work load is so much, that i can’t even think of writing another part of my story, despite of the fact that I mostly enjoy writing it. I know it’s tough, but this hard period is very short, and I hope that i will be writing again from the next month.

‘CONS AND PROS OF NOT WRITING FOR A SHORT PERIOD OF TIME’

1: CONS:-
You sometime loose hope and mostly found yourself, running on a single track, again and again and again. Without storming your brain, you sometime lacks new ideas and thoughts. You can also find yourself into a situation, where your imagination lacks proper vision and focus.

2: PROS:-
You can take a complete rest for your brain to settle in a different mood for a different story. You also get to watch and observe somethings that you can’t observe while you are busy writing. Sometimes, taking a rest can ultimately lead in the creation of a rocking story.

So here it is.
But be sure to check out the next part of my story when it is up on wordpress.

Thank you so much everyone and Goodbye.

The Dancing People (Chapter 4) #1

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It was’nt the way, i felt myself after knowing the truth. Some people often said that knowing yourself is better than knowing everything. But was it really that mattered for a lot in my life? It was the way of living that might get influenced by it , or maybe the deeds will alternate their true path, but one thing was sure. I will never change myself, not now anyway.

I held my hands into tight fists, slowly catching my breath. I glanced at Mura and Tella, they both looked exhausted, plus they were tired too. But that machine was not going to stop, was it? It slowly crept it’s way towards us, creating the most painful sounds from its heavy machine legs.
“Ah.” Mura sighed and rolled back behind an iron shelter. Tella was already there, both of them were holding hands. I could see the fear on their young faces. “What should we do Donnas?” 
“Wait!” Without wasting anymore time, I leaned my head upwards and scanned the place with my squinting eyes. It was raging in towards us. It was huge and heavy, four machine guns were fitted to either sides of it’s arms. One giant red dot in the middle of its face and a fully armoured abdomen.
‘What in the world, i am going to do with it?’ I thought and turned back toward Mura, who looked even paler than before.
“Hey Mura!” I announced quietly. “I have a plan okey? You just sit here and grab her hand as tightly as possible. And be sure to run, In case the plan doesn’t work okey?”
She slowly nodded, but i could see her doubtfull eyes, staring directly at me. Her arms slowly wrapped around Tella’s chest and she digged her head into Tella’s blonde hair.
I turned back at the machine and stood up instantly. I knew it could see me and i knew I was jumping into a well, which could result in my death aswell. But there was no other choice than to stand up against it. As i stood up, I could hear it’s mechanical noises, reaching towards me, and i knew it was probably not a very calm android.
“This was your plan?” She asked frowning.
“Just trust me.” I snapped at her, even though i did’nt even trusted myself for standing up at that crucial time.
“488cb5. What are you doing here?” The giant robot asked me, his voice was like a monster, speaking with extreme low frequency level.
“I was hoping i could talk about it.” I instantly gestured Mura to throw a hand gun at me. She responded immediately and I received the gun in absolutely no time at all.
I pulled the trigger and the gun shot eight bullets, straight into his chest, bright golden sparks, twinkling with dull metallic sounds. But it did’nt affected him, not a small dent or hole was there on his body. Nothing really happened, except for the fact that it slowly started moving towards us.

It came near me and pushed it’s large and heavy metallic hand against me. The impact was so strong, it made me to fall several feet back and hit the wall. Luckily I stopped, but my head didn’t stopped spinning.

Just then I saw it moving towards Mura, whereas Mura was sprinting to the side with Tella. I lifted myself up and ran towards it, my feet hitting the floor harder than I thought. Sharp waves of pain bolted up my legs but that wasn’t going to stop me reaching Mura. Just before reaching that machine, i jumped about five feet in the air and landed on top of it.

Unfortunately, it’s head had the ability to rotate three sixty degrees. It sprayed a bright red glow at my bare face, causing me to lose my sight for a few seconds. It was still blurry and dark when something hit me on the jaws, a shriek of pain ran through my neck, reaching towards my spine.

But then I fell and hit the ground with my head. For the next several minutes, I was lost in the dark and in a state of unconsciousness, where i could only hear sounds and screams of Mura. She was crying with her full strength, and that made me jerk up from the ground. Right next to me was a machine gun, which Mura might had dropped initially, by picking that up, I sprinted towards it and jumped again, landing exactly over its flat head.

But before it could spray it’s red glow over me again, I pushed the barrel of the machine gun against its metal and pulled the trigger. I did’nt know how many rounds of bullets I bolted in it before it stumbled down on the ground with a loud thump, jerking the ground with its weight.
I landed down onto the hard ground and ran towards its head. It’s red glow was flickering rapidly, producing unusual mechanical noises. I knelt down before it and took aim for its red glow behind the glass cover.
“Don’t 488cb5.” It agonised in pain. “You will not survive.”
“I don’t intend to, but thanks anyway.”
I shot a bullet straight in its core, the bright red glow no longer existed.

I ran towards Mura, who was lying unconsciously behind a large piece of broken shelf. I knelt down and slipped my greasy hands underneath her head and lifted her up. Her eyes were still tightly closed, even though her lips were crumbling. She breathed highly and came back to life, scanning the large hall with her amber coloured eyes. Thick strands were resting above her forhead, reaching her right cheeck and falling into the cluster of hair, behind her back.
“Mura. Mura, are you alright?” I jerked her head several times, before she snapped my hand away and stared at me with her glowing eyes.
“What happened?” She asked, her voice hoarse and tone cracky. “Where is Tella?”
Suddenly, her unusual question startled me. I squinted at her and spoke in a scared tone.
“What? You did’nt know where she is?” I asked her.
“No, I was passed out, how could I know about her?” She said and lifted her self up from my lap. She sighed and stood tall on her both feet. “Donnas, where is she?”
“I don’t know, when that thing hit me, I was unconscious too and after that i never saw her.” I could see a dark colour of fear, slowly spreading on her face as she ran towards the broken door and screamed her name. Again and again, before I grabbed her and pulled her back inside.
“Are you out of you mind?” I snapped her, frowning. “Those things will hear us.”
“I don’t know, I have to find Tella.” She replied, now tears appearing at the corner of her eyes.
“Don’t worry. We will find her and we will find Granny and Dialla too okey.”
Mura slowly nodded, light was peeking in at us, from a diagonal cut on the window door. A part of the glow was hitting her eyes, sparkling with magical colours. She was hopeless, yet my words affected her and now she was staring directly at me, waiting for me to get up.
“She is a little kid, she can’t go much further from us.” Mura, slowly pointed out like a detective.
“Yes!” I said. “But she will not leave us by her own intention. Someone must have took her, while we were busy fighting that android.”
“Yes you are right.” She widened her eyes.
“We need to figure out, who would do such a thing.”
“Maybe we need to find our camp first.”
“What? Someone has taken that little girl and you are suggesting that we should head for our camp.”
“Just look at yourself Mura.” I said roughly. “You are covered in bruises from top to bottom. You need medical treatment, immediately.”
“No I am fine.”
“No you are not fine Mura.” I said, shaking her from her shoulders. “We need to get to our camp first, get you dressed and then we will head to find Tella. Look, if a person has taken her, it must be for a reason and he or she will not kill her. And if… The dancing people or the machines have caught her, then they would have killed her by now. So there is no point in wandering around in a shape like this.”
She kept quite and held still for several minutes before she nodded, placed her arm around my shoulder and we started walking out of the mall.