The best of cutting edge technology had been administered to help Alto recover from his injury aning that he had recovered a considerable portion of his health in days. Still he chose not to leave his room, he could not hope to face Amy, he would surely die from sha. On the day they had arrived in the research facility the results of the days testing was announced at the end of the day. Because they were broadcast on the loudspeakers he was able to pick up on them.
"These are the ch trainee evaluation results."
"First place, Amy with a 100% passing grade and an exceptional aptitude for ch piloting."
"Second place, Kram with a 85% passing grade and a high aptitude for ch piloting."
"Third place, Lobo With a 83% passing grade and a high aptitude for ch piloting."
The news went on and on and from the sound of it no one had failed with the least of them getting a passing grade of 48% which was below average or a pass but there was no way the facility would let off a genote because of this. Genotes did not co in swarms and for their backwater side of the vast universe they cherished the genotes even more.
Lying there bedridden on the bed Alto waited, his ears growing to hear the news. His na would be ntioned right? On second thought why would they ntion his na. He must have been the only genote in world to ever lose his ability to pilot a ch and be reduced to a damn greasy chanic.
The speakers that was once dead now roared back to life as the announced spoke in an uncertain voice. "Um- uh. Alright this ti we have a sudden change as one of the genotes has been assigned to another departnt. Due to certain reasons and decisions from the officer, the candidate will now beco a cadet under engineering engineering departnt. That is Alto."
Alto cursed under his breath, "God kill now." He had a bit relief in the fact that they hadn't ntioned his score. But he spoke too soon.
"With a passing grade of 1% and no aptitude to pilot a ch. He has set himself aside from the crowd, clearly."
With that the short entrance ceremony ended. Alto despite not being there had died from embarrassnt. What would be on the thoughts of the other genotes? He honestly did not care but he never liked being the subject for ridicule. He could almost hear Jeans proud snort. He covered himself in his blanket hoping he would just pull it off a mont later and wake up in another solar system. There was no way he could ever show his face before them anyti soon and to think they would be staying under the sa facility grounds. eting tmw was inevitable and so was his sha. So he spent the first few days coming up with excuses not to leave the room but the patience of officer Shirley had long since expired on him.
Alto walked down the hallways with retrofitted light, the weight of his legs almost dragging him down as he made his way to the ch studio he was instructed to. The man in uniform who escorted him did not seem to care about him or whether he was following or not. A few minutes passed and he was before the huge steel door that reflected a silver shine. On reaching it the officer placed his id card on the card scanner that was fitted at the corner of the door.
A few seconds passed and then the door gave a chi like that of an elevator, Alto expected the door to slide open either left or right but it opened in a way he never anticipated. The door shattered like pieces of glass and was devoured by a huge space of swirling black and white mist, ignited with billions of twinkling light dancing in it's waves. It looked like a vortex of so kind, it even made Alto's mood change in an instant as he gasped.
"What's that?" He could not suppress himself from asking.
Alto could not help but think if this was the so called teleportation devices he had heard of, if so why did he need to go through a portal to see the ch designing studio. He wondered if things would not be as bad as he hoped.
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