Break Tire

Buzzing reverberated through the arrival hall as the bundles of black bees briskly flapped staining the invisible paper.

Static swallowed the buzzing and voices like ice in water.

“Attention! Please proceed to your cells immediately,” the speaker bellowed muffling Flora’s voice.

Promptly, Flora swayed her black, bolting head as the air chased it like a bullet; beaming her eyes into Sister Sage’s glass-like eyes it was as if she was staring into a river which mimicked her every movement.

Aloud silence squeezed out the noises in the room and suddenly, Sister Sage’s voice caused the ground to tremble as oppression engulfed the silent atmosphere.

BANG!

Sister Sage staggered to the ground as the stinger plunged into her furry chest like a lightning bolt; the bitter and sweet taste saturated the air that was now weaved in black and yellow threads. Flora’s tremulous hands brushed against the collapsed patch of amber and cerulean on the hexagonal tiled surface. Above, the dread that filtered out the confusion as she felt the twitching body and the fear that flowed through her veins and battered her heart. An ominous, dark atmosphere encircles her head which capsized in a wave of questions.

“Where am I?” questioned Flora (her sixth sense foretold her about a perilous coming).

Like lightning two palms clasped around her head with a vice like grip and swished her to and fro. Then the light flushed into her eyes.

“Stand up and stay still- you don’t won’t me to slit your wrists, do you?” demanded Gamo.

Flora stood up as her arms screeched in agony as a blade poked into her skin; Flora 717 you will now be known as break tire. Gamo clenched onto Flora’s wrist and propelled her into a muddy pit- not as clean as her hive.

All at once three bees: with blue patterns spiralled down their arms like an eel, a black bandana strangling their forehead and almost looked as if it was moulded and blade forcefully shoved down their skin.

One of them bolted at Flora and lanced a large blade at her chest. But fortunately, Flora jumped a split second earlier her wings helping her out. Sadly faith wasn’t at her side and the second man rushed at her growling like a tiger without teeth and pierced her wings in half as a grey liquid seeped out of the cut. And finally the third man unusually walked towards her and halted just before they touched.

And said “You are Break Tire”.