Surrendering Isn't an Option

-Part 1-

It had been long since the destruction of the planet, nobody even remembered what it was like to live on it, we all just knew that this new planet had some cruel inhabitants. Some were friendly but the dominating species was evil. Why are they evil? They run experiments on us, and make us enter a strange school. It's abandoned and has a bloody past. Thirteen middle schoolers are specifically selected because of qualities they have. They're wasted off course, because of the experiment. Out of thirteen, five have to kill the rest. The rest have to figure out who the murderers are and kill them before everyone dies. They're stuck in the school. No one has ever gotten out of it. We call it The Attachment. Apparently weapons are hidden throughout the classrooms, and you can collect them for your self-defense but you have to be careful, you never know who is trying to kill you and when. Last year only two people survived. That was the average of survivors.

I had never thought it would happen to me. One out of the eighteen thousand that survived the fall of Earth. So I was just sitting in my 4 x 4 foot room, looking out the barred window. It was really a prison cell. Almost everyone not important was kept in one. You could sometimes see someone walking by, or an Alien getting dragged back, screaming. Yep. This was what life was like now. Only a few thousand of us stayed sane, and that was no surprise, we almost had nothing to do. Occasionally we'd talk to each other, but there really wasn't anything to discuss.

I looked out the window at the green jungle outside. One day I might actually get to live and explore. I saw something move outside. It was one of the aliens. They had a large electronic device their hands and was speaking to another one of its species. I gritted my teeth. It was a Neuros, the ones that put us in these cells.I wanted badly to get out and punch it in the face, but it had several other with it and I was still stuck in my room. I wanted to know why they came here. They looked like they empowered and important, the two words I didn't like.

I sat back down. A friend of mine in the cell directly across from me looked up.

"What did you see?" he asked, a little frantically. I could understand his excitement. Something was happening. Finally.

"I dunno, dude." I said, looking out again. The Neuros were gone now, "I saw a fucking Neuros walking by. They looked important or seemed to have higher authority. I haven't seen it before. You think he's from another prison?"

I looked outside again for some reason, as if expecting to see the xenoforms again.

"Maybe." my friend said, shrugging, "All I know is that I'm sure as heck gonna try to get at them."

"How're you gonna do that?" I asked, sitting down again and looking down the hall a the door, "I hope it comes here."

A girl from two cells away spoke up.

"Hey, tough guys!" she called, "shut up, I'm trying to listen."

We fell silent and sure enough we heard Alien voices and a human voice, arguing, from the sound of it. Some old guy a few cells away was snoring, so we couldn't hear properly. I picked up a rock and threw it towards my friend, whose name was Daeshim. I gestured at the old man. Daeshim picked up what i was trying to say. He grabbed the rock and threw it at the old man, who woke up. Daeshim made a shut up face at the old man. We listened as the voices came clearer.

"Er...Isn't it a bit too early to start that?" asked a timid male, human voice.

"Quiet, silly human," said a rough and echoing voice, "We decide when we do things. You know nothing of this situation!"

We heard a loud k-zap kind of sound and then screaming. We all flinched.

The Neuros's voice was talking in their tongue now and we couldn't understand what it was saying except for "Human".