Punishment | Uniform 24

“Where is Matthew Sinclair?” These words woke Kiara every day since her capture followed by some punishment for her lack of cooperation. Today they had opted for dousing her in cold water. Kiara did not know how they managed to move her each morning but assumed that they had used a muted version of the sedative that kept her unconscious when she was first brought in.

“How should I know?” Her answer remained the same every day and she had no idea why they thought getting wet would make her change her answer. Yesterday she had been hooked up to 6 clamps attached to different sized batteries. Each unsatisfying answer made a flip switch and a wave of searing pain would shoot through Kiara. If she could go through that without breaking Matthew’s trust, then being wet would be easy.

“Humans are so fragile did you know?” As Kiara was pulled out of the tub the lady who had first interrogated Kiara spoke.  Seeing that Kiara wasn’t going to respond the lady continued.

“We can’t survive in conditions beyond our bodies’ comfort zones for long. If we push ourselves too hard we might pass out. If we don’t have enough to eat we might die. There are a number of reasons why our bodies might shut down. We might have had too little to drink, or not slept enough. It might even be for reasons as simple as being too hot or cold.” At this point one of the two men who had submerged Kiara in the water opened a window. A cold breeze whispered gently across Kiara’s damp skin. Goosebumps rose and her pulse quickened as she realised what they planned to do.

“It is so funny how large an impact something as simple as turning down a person’s body temperature can have.” The lady moved closer to Kiara and whispered into her ear.

“In a few hours, when you are begging for sleep and the death that will surely come with it I will decide whether to grant your wish. Who knows, maybe I will flip a coin to decide. Regardless of how it is done I want you to remember this in a few hours and realise how little I care about whether you live or die, and how insignificant I find your pitiful life.”

Hey guys! So it looks like Kiara might be in trouble. Will she get out if it somehow? The uploads the next couple of days should be a little more diverse in terms of categories they fit in rather than just being short stories. That said, Uniform will still be updated at least every other day. Remember to follow if to get notifications regarding posts! Especially now that updates might not be daily.

Betrayal | Uniform 21

“Stop shooting.” Kiara told them as she picked up Paul’s gun and slotted it through the gap in the boxes. With a small push, she sent the gun across the floor towards the soldiers. Their second gun soon followed.

“Move the boxes.” The group looked at her strangely but followed her orders. She stepped between the boxes with her arms raised and spoke to the soldiers.

“My name is Kiara Westwood, I am the leader of this task force. You asked for Matthew, but he never joined us on this mission. He deemed it too dangerous with the recent rise in government security after our recent raids. Take me prisoner in his place if you wish, but spare my team.”

“Do you reckon she’s telling the truth?” One of the soldiers asked to the others. A wiry man stepped out from between them. Kiara recognised him as a 1-star who had recently joined the cause and was staying in their warehouse.

“She’s Matthew’s second in command. I doubt that they would both be on a mission, especially with the increased government security. I think she’s telling the truth, but she might be just as valuable to us as Matthew. She’s his link to the 1-stars. He doesn’t know enough about how they are run or how to control them without her.” Kiara ground her teeth with each piece of information the 1-star shared with the soldiers. When he finished a guard at the front signalled to her and three guards stepped up to restrain her. Kiara followed them, calm and unresisting. When they were down the hall four gunshots sounded. Tears sprang into her eyes, but she didn’t turn. She didn’t look back. She knew her team was dead.

Matthew nearly broke down when he saw Kiara being led out. He had run from the window and hidden in a forested area by the granary, unable to leave his team and Kiara behind. He couldn’t escape without knowing his team’s fate. He watched as the soldiers poured out, hoping that the rest of his team would be with them. His hope was lost as the last soldier left the building. He watched the soldiers climb into their trucks and prepare to leave. Suddenly, his heart rate shot up and a silent gasp flew from his mouth when he saw someone who he recognised talking with the last group of soldiers. A single name left his lips.

“Altair?”

So what do you think about Altair’s return? Was anyone expecting that? What do you guys think will happen to Kiara now? Follow me to get notifications on the next posts and comment any thoughts or ideas regarding the story. I’d love to hear them!!!

A Lost Friend | Uniform 20

Kiara turned away from the window and called the others to her side.

“Matthew needs time if he’s going to escape the soldiers. Take the metal boxes against the wall there and build a barricade. Leave space for us to shoot through though.” The group sprang into action as Kiara continued thinking of a plan.

“Good, they know we are here but they might not know how many of us there are. When they come here do whatever it takes to make them think that there are many of us. I know we only have two guns but the rest of us can still help. Throw things, make noise, anything to slow them down.” The group settled in behind the makeshift barricade and collected any loose items to throw over the boxes. Moments later the footsteps of soldiers neared.

“It’s unlikely that we’ll get out of this unharmed, so I wanted to say that it has been an honour to work with you. Even though we might fall, our people will survive and the revolution will continue.” With grim expressions, the group turned to the approaching soldiers and lifted their weapons. Gunshots sounded moments later and two soldiers fell to the ground, dead. A yell was heard signalling their location and the Kiara knew that they wouldn’t have long before bullets from dozens of guns rained down on them.

The next wave of soldiers arrived, more prepared than the previous soldiers. Though the group continued shooting at the soldiers and throwing bricks, rocks, and even shoes at them the soldiers remained undeterred, waiting for the group to run out of ammunition. Occasionally the soldiers would shoot back at the group but most shots hit the boxes. Kiara knew that their luck was bound to run out though and was proven right when she heard a pained grunt beside her. She turned in time to see Paul fall onto the ground, his gun lying next to him, lifeless eyes staring at the ceiling. Kiara choked on a sob and looked at the remainder of her group.

So Matthew has been given a chance to escape but he’ll have to leave Kiara behind to do so. Will he leave or try to rescue them? Will Kiara and what remains of her team survive or will they join Paul in death? So I’ve been editing the second part of yesterday’s post and 300 turned to 700 words so I’ve split it again. A big reveal will happen in the next instalment so be sure to follow the blog to be notified when it’s up! Also, if you have any ideas for the story be sure to comment them! I will read them and try to incorporate them into the story! 

Tears and Goodbyes | Uniform 19

Matthew rushed into a new room only to grow disappointed once more. The room seemed to serve as storage for some large machines but Matthew could not see how that would help them escape.

“Over here!” Matthew turned at the exclamation and ran towards the voice. He was the last to arrive and saw that the group was crowding around a window against the far wall.

“We could break the window and leave that way. The chances of us escaping without being spotted are slim though.” Matthew agreed with Kiara but couldn’t think of a better alternative. The grim expressions worn by his team showed that his sentiment was mirrored in each of their minds. Matthew knew that they were unlikely to escape but spoke up anyways.

“We’ll have to try. If we are quiet and fast enough then we might slip away. The night should provide enough cover if we are lucky.”

“No. If all of us try to run then the risk of being found increases. Matthew, you need to run. You are too valuable to the revolution and I’m not sure we could handle losing you. The rest of us are disposable. We can distract the soldiers long enough for you to escape.” Tears were building in Kiara’s and Matthew’s eyes by the end of her argument, neither ready to say goodbye.

“There has to be a better way! There must be something we’re missing!”

“You know there isn’t Matthew, and even if there was we don’t have time to figure it out anymore.”

“I won’t leave without you Kee!” Kiara smiled at the pet name and sighed, knowing that Matthew would not change his mind.

A small explosion shook the building as the main door was blown up. The pounding feet of the soldiers rushing into the building cut through the deafening silence that followed the explosion.

Knowing that their time was quickly running out, Kiara turned to Matthew and nodded, barely holding back tears.

“Alright, but hurry. I’ll be right behind you.” Matthew smiled at her and turned to the window. He took off his jacket and pressed it against the window to muffle the noise when Paul, one of their two lookouts, broke the glass with his gun. It was a big drop so instead of jumping, Matthew was lowered out of the window by Paul before dropping down the rest of the distance. When his feet landed on the ground he stepped back and looked up towards the window where Kiara stared back at him, tears flowing freely down her face.

“I’m sorry Matthew, but this is the best chance we have. Run! We’ll give you enough time to escape.”

Hey! I’ve followed your suggestions so now Matthew will escape! This post was actually twice as long because I got sucked into the new storyline I’m creating now and couldn’t stop writing. On the bright side it means that I’m ahead for tomorrow’s post and can assure you that it’s a good one!