HUMAN JUSTICE

'You can trust us. Your justice is our business!'

A young woman daydreams in front of the giant screen above her. Her head is completely shaved, she wears the same high-necked metallic black tunic as the man who is addressing the nation on the big flat screen. The American flag floats in the background like on the doors of the citizens. She has light brown skin and the features of many people her age. She should feel proud, but she doesn't. This man talks about men and women like her, those who hand down iron justice for the benefit of those who can pay the price for it.

'Hey, Sarah, let's go!'

A young man lays a firm hand on her shoulder. It is Stephan, her twin brother. He still wears the same mischievous smile as in his childhood. As long as he holds out, she will hold out too. She follows him silently.

***

Hands crossed behind their back, Stephan and Sarah stand solemnly in front of a large desk where a man in his thirties is sitting. He has dark greying hair, and a stern look that never seems to leave his face. He scrutinises silently the two young people staring at the flag behind him. Suddenly, someone knocks on the door.

'Come on in, Jeremy,' the man at the desk orders with a firm tone. Stephan and Sarah don't flinch.

The young man walks in. He doesn't seem surprised by the two other people who are turning their back at him. He was told that he was going to work with two siblings named Stephan and Sarah Xi Huang. Jeremy's posture is proud, he is wearing the same high-necked metallic black uniform as Stephan and Sarah, and his head is shaved also. Instead of dark glasses, he now has some sort of smoked visor covering his eyes, attached to his ears. He glances at the siblings very briefly and marvels at how precisely both their hearts beat synchronously.

'Come closer,' the man commands.

Jeremy obeys and stands by Sarah's side. He takes the same posture as the other two young people.

'As you know, agents always work in teams of three, six or nine depending on the mission,' the man begins before turning to Sarah and Stephan: 'Since you've joined us more than six months ago, you've only been working the two of you,' he continues in a dry voice, then he adds: 'You're doing an excellent job, but it's high time that we completed your team. It turns out that Mr Jeremy Ridley, who's just joined our forces, will be a perfect teammate for you.'

The three young people remain silent and motionless while the man continues, 'The nation is counting on all three of you,' he gives them a smirk, then he exclaims, 'Thank you, you can go.'

'Thank you Mr. Vaughen,' the three young people reply simultaneously before leaving the room.

Once the door is closed behind them, Jeremy turns to Stephan and Sarah to talk to them, but he has barely opened his mouth and Stephan suddenly speeds up his pace to continue his way.

'You never change a winning team,' he exclaims.

Sarah stops to apologise for her brother's behaviour with a simple smile.

'It'll take him some time to get used to it. I'm Sarah and he's...'

'Stephan, I know. Sarah and Stephan Xi Huang,' Jeremy says, scrutinising the young woman's facial features.

For the last few weeks, he has learnt to dissociate the world around him quite differently like before the accident, yet differently. Shapes, colours, Temperature and vibrations of living bodies seem all new although strangely familiar to him. It isn't just sight that he has been given back. The organisation has given him the ability to see and catch the multiple opportunities he passes through.

'We can talk over our meal,' he says, concluding that Sarah's face is certainly one of the most beautiful he has ever seen.

'Sorry, my meal is in the evening so that I can eat with my family. Besides, I need to go. Maybe another time,' Sarah replies. She wonders if he has noticed how weirdly she looks at him.

It will take her some time to get used to those hidden eyes that seem to look nowhere. She fears the young man might get upset if she starts their first introduction by asking him what happened to his eyes. He is undoubtedly part of this visible minority group, victim of many prejudices. She doesn't want to come across as ignorant, curious, or ill-mannered.

'See you at practice then,' Sarah says. She smiles timidly then she walks away.