Adinim sebag
Leaving Akhaqias's base, they walked to their not-so-welcoming home. Adinim and Huia trekked through Hasa Curies. Everyone was making their way inside their makeshift house before nightfall. Nothing good happens at night in Hassa Curies. Most people who were out during the night were up to no good.
As they walked, they passed clusters of broken makeshift houses, crudely pieced together with mismatched materials that barely held up under the uneven coverings. A massive door, adorned with silver markings that had remained gleaming over the years, stood closed. Its polished chrome surface starkly contrasted the decay around Hassa Curie. Light would pour through from the other side when opened, casting rays into Hasa Curie. It was impossible to miss as if offering a glimpse of something better; it was like salt in the wound of people cast out into Hasa Curie. This door, separating Hasa Curie from the rest of the Alfheim empire, Equilibrium Haven, and Aurora Glade, was a constant reminder of life before Hasa Curie to adinim. Tonight, it would open again, as it always did, every month to discard the so-called "trash."
It brought Adinim's memories back to when he was one of those quote-on-quote trash. Upon looking at them at this new batch, Adinim saw a group of soon-to-be-dead kids. This group didn't look like they would last; their faces and demeanor marked a sad look on their faces; they looked like they were pampered all their lives. Looking at the group, the new cast out just as he had been a year ago, made Adinim feel uncomfortable; there had to be at least four hundred of them—recently thrown out of their previous lives in places like Equilibrium Haven, full of skyscrapers and monumental buildings, or Aurora Glade, where a bunch of greenery and three houses—this monthly ritual was becoming a bit stale for Adinim after all; after seeing something over and over again, people eventually become desensitized with it.
With that thought, Adinim looked at the group of children who had been in the same position last week. Their clothes weren't as dirty as the other kids of Hassa Curie, and their faces lacked the deep despair that marked long-term residents; those are what the Hassa Curie residents call them would call fresh meat; they looked hungry and had not moved far from the door; almost they were hoping somehow, they would be let back in.
After glancing around, Adinim saw Huia with a saddened look. Hui looked on the verge of crying, observing the unfolding scene and looking at the so-called trash joining Hasa Curie. He was a sentimental fool, Adinim thought to himself.
"Let's go, Huia."
Huia was distracted by what he was seeing when he heard Adinim. "Oh," he said, getting out of his daze. Yeah, right, we have a big day tomorrow."
The two went through Hasa Curie and reached an oh-so-familiar place. It was a poorly makeshift house that looked poorly constructed, just like the house beforehand. What made it stand out was a metal eye sigil placed at the very top of the house because someone felt like they would be protected, and if it were placed there, it would watch over them. It had a crooked roof and many different items, and it was a mystery how it was still standing.
This house looked like a house scribbled on paper by a two-year-old, which came alive as a true masterpiece of yours and truly Adinim and Huia. Huia and Adinim entered the house, looking forward to tomorrow. They did not say a word to anyone. They proceeded to the bed. Adinim got on top of the bunk bed, and Huia grabbed the bottom bunk.
Meanwhile, Akhaqia was hopeful that this job could change the trajectory of his life and give his sister a worthwhile future.
Maadhela Akhaqia
Akhaqia was in a shadowy hallway, and someone teleported into the area just like that.
"You're," late Akhaqia said.
It was a man in a mask.
"Is everything ready?" the man asked.
"Yes," Akhaqia said. "I assume you'll have the money."
"That won't be a problem," the man said. "So, where will I find you when it is done?" Akhaqia further asked
"Don't worry; I'll find you," the man said in an ominous tone. If you don't find me, try to contact SAVASS.
The man could be seen with long hair clad in armor that was not one inch too big or too small. He had a black sword around the translucent gray blade. The sword looked somewhat alive, as if it were warning of any potential enemy.
SAVASS Akhaqia thought to himself, "There is no way that could spell anything good," but if there was any chance that taking on this job would help procure a better future for his sister, then that was what he would do.
With the mysterious man walking away from the pouf, the man teleported. Akhaqia, after seeing that he had left, made his way home to walk out of the shadowy halls and on his way home.
With that showering through the endless night, now more than ever, the stars and moon seemed to be shining the brightest. For some, this was the time for deep dreams and resting the body, but for some, this was an obstacle separating them from tomorrow. Some were hoping the night was endless so they wouldn't have to come to what they had agreed to, while for some, after tonight, they were hopeful that their situation and life circumstances would change for the better.
Adinim sebag
With the flowing transition from all the stars and moon to the only dominant star—the sun—it was daybreak. Roosters could be heard chirping. Today was the day.
Adinim Sebag rolled from the bed with his hand, trying to block out the sunlight creeping into the window. In a daze, he got up, trying to wake Huia up at the bottom of the bunk bed.
"Huia!" Adinim yelled.
He started tapping him to wake him up. Huia, obviously in a daze and not fully awakened, mumbled sluggishly.
Adinim went outside and picked up a bucket of water. He then returned and threw the water at Huia's face.
A shocking "Aw!" and breathing as if he were on a mile run could be heard from Huia. He was wide awake now, noticeably angry about what was done to him.
"What the hell, Adinim!" Huia yelled.
With that, he got up. Adinim, seeing this, started running. Like children playing hide and seek, Huia tried to chase Adinim.
This lasted for at least fifteen minutes, with Huia throwing water at Adinim. Feeling that he had avenged himself, he readied himself.
With that, they made their way to Akhaqia's base or place of conducting business, trekking along the usual makeshift houses built with the trash of Hassa Curie. After a few minutes of walking, they found the house with a crack with vines around it.
There was a knock at the door.
Before Adinim could knock again, all that could be heard was a click, followed by a low creaking groan with a silent swish as the door opened.
Huia and Adinim were at a loss for words, their mouths open in shock.
Lilly stood there, a massive smile and her vast, innocent eyes gleaming. She was adorable.
"Denim!" she said excitedly.
Adinim's memories of saying he would play with her came flooding back. He was shaken as she started running around in a circle, singing, "Denim, denim, denim," as if it were a song.
Huia started laughing at his friend's predicament. He was having a ball.
"Lilly, you should probably try to get him dressed up like your princess dolls," Huia said.
Adinim looked at Huia, almost as if he wanted to kill him.
"Oh, yes!" Lilly said, instead of repeatedly saying "Denim." Her new moniker was much more sinister: "Princess, princess."
Adinim went inside Lilly's room to play with her, but as he went in, he said, "No, princess."
Princess Lilly was down until she heard, "But we can play everything else."