I sat in the cell for days not given a single ounce of freedom. This was punishment. If they wanted me to just stick it in someone like an animal I would but, this is ridiculous. They want me to become one of them. They want me to have half alien half human hybrids. OK, I get it that their population is dying and, the president chose a certain random few people for this but, this is ridiculous. Where is the president now? Why isn't he in a cage? I growled in anger and stood up walking back in forth. And what do they mean MALE or female? I'm a guy right? That just wouldn't make sense unless .....
Beep beep beep
Three beeps meant visitor.
The same women from accouple of days ago came and sat in the same spot. This time the scientist behind her did not bring in clip boards they brought in a machine.
"Hello, young one... How are you?" She asked. I let her speak. I was tired of living my life in isolation, well, at least before I could go outside for a while, the life of a prisoner.
"What's that machine?.... I am has OK has I could be in a big square padded white cell," I answered. She frowned a little bit at that but, then her smile popped right back into place.
"That's good that's good!" Clap! She clapped her hands together and stood up. "Well, darling. This machine will be able to help us in vision your future...Mate." She said while walking towards it. I gritted my teeth but did not say a word and also walked up to it. I was cautious around them.
"What would my mate be?" I whisper to myself but, apperently on hearing this she answered, well, asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Uhhh Is it gonna be a human?" I say while looking left and right for an exit while all the scientist pulled out there clip boards and began to furiously write.
"...." She did not answer me but, I knew what she was doing. She was communicating with her commander. " Well," I jumped", ...No it will not be human. But, we have modified your body to with stand our ... penitration," she finally answered while looking nervous.
"WHAT!!!!!? I KNEW YOU GUYS MESSED WITH MY BODY!! PENITRATION.... PENITRATION!!!! I SHOULD BE THE ONE PENITRATING!!" I yell in anger.
Poink
A needle was injected into my arm I fell asleep.
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