Recounting of Steel

Fade fell to the ground in disbelief. They weren’t there. Just like that, her parents were gone. Tears started to well in her eyes. What the hell had just happened? Parents aren’t supposed to just disappear like that. It’s against the rules of something. Children are supposed to have a home to go to. A safe place to land. No matter how many guards she encountered, creepy teachers she had to tolerate, home was supposed to be a constant; a safeguard. That fence was just torn down and she had never felt so vulnerable.

Wind roared through the gondola, but that did not stop Fade from hearing the woman correctly. She said “manipulator”. Within the past couple of days that word was coming up far too often to be a coincidence. Fade stared at the woman with squinting eyes.

“Come on Fade, it’s almost time to go!” Vious shouted up the stairs.

The energy of a bunch of sleepy teenagers filled the air of the poorly lit classroom. Wind howled as it crashed upon the metal walls making the small building occasionally shutter stirring even the most tired students awake.