The Commanded
One step in front of the other, grab the hilt of the knife, follow the orders given to us. I have been blending in for the past three years as one of them. The day you are born you are raised in a warehouse like home and the day you turn sixteen you will become like the rest. Everyone does as they are told without a question. Some of the things we have done are awful. I mean they have had us eliminate full towns that wouldn’t follow orders given by the supreme commander. At the start I truly hated it, now I don’t mind it. I will say I wish it was the supreme commander that I was doing it to but she lives in a fortified area, and no one knows where that is. I just hope that in time I can work my way up to take this experiment down. What would happen to everyone? Would they remember the kills, the torture and torturing? Or will this be a blank space in their minds? What if I do more harm than good? I could single handily destroy what’s left of humanity or I could allow for it to grow naturally again.