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"Ai, where are you taking me? When did you build this stairwell?" I could tell Jen was nervous. I only told her that she would be having her final test today.
"This stairwell was only recently built. I added a prison to the base just in case we need to lock somene up. And as to why I am taking you here, I am sure you have an idea, right?" It was kind of hard to ignore the cries to be let out that echoed through the stairwell. Jen fell silent. She gripped my hand, but she did not stop her steps. I think she understood what she was going to have to do.
When we reached the hall that held the prison cells, the stench from within wafted into our noses. Jen wrinkled her nose while I was not bothered by it at all. I have long smelt worse places than this. "These are all murderers on death row that I had my drones shove into a quantum space and bring here. Your last test is to take their lives. Only by being able to kill a human can you truly live in the world to come. You can do so with the weapon of your choosing. I will not tie them up, but after all your training, you should be able to kill them easily."
I watched as Jen took a deep breath and then pulled the knife at her side. "I am ready."
Her firm expression told me she was really ready to do this. I walked over to the first door and opened it. The man inside slowly got up from the floor and sneered at us. "Two young girls actually came to free me? Hehe…. I guess you want something from…. Fuck!"
He was quick to react as Jen charged in and slashed out at him. But Jen had not been training for no reason. I watched as she flipped the knife in her hand so the blade stuck out away from her arm as she got into a fighting stance. I taught her everything I knew, and this meant military martial arts as well. Jen was by no means weak, either.
The man looked at her cautiously. I could tell he knew she was not someone he should take lightly. These men were not ill-treated. I made sure they all got three daily meals. They even had bathrooms as well. But since the ventilation was poor, the smell inside still built up.
Jen was in her fighting mode. It was a different kind of Jen from her normal cute persona. She stepped forward and swung out at the man, causing him to dodge, but this was what she wanted. Jen used her foot to trip the man off balance. "Fucking shit! Wait! We can talk about this!"
Jen did not speak. She only flipped the knife in her hand once more before stabbing it into the man's neck. Blood squirted out, spraying onto her face, but she did not flinch. To get her used to the smell of blood and killing, Jen had killed many animals in the forest, skinned them, and cut them up to separate the guts and meat. At first, she puked every time she did it, but after a few months, she got used to it.
I watched as Jen's eyes stared at the man as if he were nothing. Her eyes were very cold, and this was how she had to be. "You did well. Nine more to go."
"Mmm…. Ai…. Is it weird that I did not feel anything just now? I just killed a human…." Jen seemed to be weirded out by her own actions.
"Nope. I am the same way. Once you have this mindset, anyone who dares to cause you trouble will soon regret their actions. Kill when you need to kill. That is what our way of life will be like soon." We only have about a week until everything happens. The day I have been preparing for all this time. The news was already riddled with mysterious robberies in the city. The military bases in the area have been robbed of many things as well. Clothing stores, food. You name it, and I basically made a shortage of it in the state.
"Mmm… Let's finish this. I want to shower…" Jen seemed to be in a hurry.
She did not mess around. In fifteen minutes, she had killed the rest of the convicts. Jen had blood all over her, so we both went to the bathroom, where I helped her out of her sticking blood-soaked clothes. Some of those convicts put up a decent fight and needed quite a few stabs, but this gave Jen the experience she needed to fight to the death with other humans. I, of course, would never let her come close to being killed or defiled in any way. It seemed the convicts understood this because none of them tried to do anything sexual to her.
After stripping my little wife naked, I brought her into the shower and slowly washed her hair before I started washing her body. My hands ran over her soft white skin, making her tense up slightly. When I began teasing her nipples, she let out a soft moan as I kissed her neck.
"Jen…." I spoke her name softly. This was the first time she let me do any of this. Normally, when I started this, she would push me away, but today, she seemed more than willing. With our bodies pressed together, I decided to test the waters a bit.