Elizabeth walked down the long spiral staircase towards the ballet studio in the institution. She looked through the window watching the six dancers perform perfectly in sync.
"Again," a man suddenly says shocking her from her trance.
"You'll break them" Elizabeth said to the old lady that suddenly appeared behind her.
"Only the breakable ones, you are made of marble, we'll celebrate after the graduation ceremony," the old lady replied.
She and the old lady continued watching the dancers getting critiqued on every little thing they did and it was only then she saw a group of little girls around the ages of nine or ten in the room watching the dancers perfectly still almost like they were afraid to move. Finally Elizabeth replied,
"What if I fail?"
Bang bang; the gun went off hitting the target in the middle. Elizabeth quickly switched hands, from left to right, and then a hole was left in the middle of the board. It all happened so fast and suddenly there was a man on his knees in front of her with a bag over his head. She could hear his silent tears and begging from across the room.
"You never fail," said the same old lady from before. Bang. With a face void of emotions she pulled the trigger and the man fell loudly to the ground with a thud.
In front of a table full a weapons Elizabeth was thrown into a choke hold by her opponent. She struggled to get out of the man's hold but he was to strong. She knew if she made the wrong move the people in charge would not be happy. The old lady was watching her carefully, analysing her every move as she struggled against her opponent. The pain was too much for her and she was forced to give up and quickly catch her breath.
"Sloppy," said the old lady,
"Pretending to fail," she continued. Elizabeth was crouched over with her hands on her knees as she was beyond tired.
"The ceremony is necessary for you to take your place in the world." Elizabeth suddenly stood up straight and looked at the women
"I have no place in the world" she said with no trace of emotion.
"Exactly," the old lady finally replied after staring at Elizabeth for so long.
She was lead down a dark hallway that she had never seen before. She walked past two children whose eyes seemed to follow her wherever she went. She was scared she didn't know what was going to happen when she walked into the unknown room. She knew she couldn't show how she was really feeling as she was trained better than that. The hallway seemed to go on forever as she neared closer and closer to the graduation ceremony.
"Do you remember why you came here?" a man suddenly asked as she walked into the room. She stared at him thinking of the right answer until she replied with an evil smirk,
"revenge."
She studied the aging man as he reached behind him to grab something and her stance suddenly tensed as if she was expecting him to pull out a gun and shoot her. Instead he handed her a piece of red material which was revealed as a cloak.
"The red cloaks are important to this institution because the cloak protects our true identity and the red hides the blood of the victims," the man told her as he passed her the cloak. Accepting the material she began to put it on as a symbol of accepting her new life.
"Are you sure you are ready to do this?" the man asked the young lady that had joined them all those years ago,
"I have nothing to lose," was the only words she spoke as she walked out of the room and towards her next hopeless victim.
