My name is Mia and I was born in 3005. Smith was long gone and Robertson was in charge. The new generation of humans didn’t hate us as much as their forefathers but they still kept us locked up“for our own safety”. When I was seven we were allowed to send mail out to other camps. It was through the mailing system that we found out Camp Gamma was all but destroyed. There was an uprising and it was burnt to the ground. Most were killed. The others were sent to Camp Lamba. There was speculation that some teenagers snuck into the camp and set the fires. One of my mothers thinks it was all a government ploy, even still we aren’t sure what really happened. Even though we had a school system setup we only learned the basics like reading and writing. At the age of 13 we were put into groups to job shadow and learn the tools of the trade.

That’s where I met Kyle. He stood out from the crowd. Like most of us he was tall with pitch black hair and a slender frame. What made him special were his eyes. Onyx brown eyes where the most common followed by reddish brown. He had pale baby blue eyes. They reminded me of the sky right after a storm when the sun could pick out from behind the clouds. He was the only one in all of Sigma that had eyes like that. We quickly became inseparable. His carefree attitude was the perfect counter to my more...arrogant personality. His mother lived down the street from us. His father had died in 2936 after the great famine. Not a lot of people had both parents or siblings. We mate for life, so once as the partner is gone life gets hard fast. The “special” thing about us is that anyone can bare a child.