2132:Phoenix

Chapter 11

"Five months and eighth psychiatrist. How could she not have opened up to one," Hivac seethed. He looked the angriest I'd seen in a long time. "You said she would be ok with the transition. Since then she's become resistant, angry, and disrespectful."

"I have no idea. There is one more person who wants to try their hand at her."

"It'd just be easier to break her."

"To waste more time when Calepus wants to put her back together." I just hope he takes my excuse. Being a warrior took heart, but being a captain takes politics. A hard art when you've been brought up to be honorable.

"Do it," Hivac seethed, again coming up defeated.

Switch....

"That's an awesome turtle. What's their name?" Today was the day I received a new therapist. I'd lost count after three, but they seemed to be getting impatient with me. This one wasn't a Torexx though. There were no scales to mark him as anything but human.

"Where did they take you from?"

"They didn't take me," he chuckled as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "My dad was Torexx, but my mom was Acruil. We look exactly like humans, or that's what I think at least. Who knows what our original form was?" Original form? I shifted on my mattress, finding a better position to spring from when I decided I wanted out of this. His head shifted to the side which he followed by a slight smile. "We're shifters," he explained before letting scales melt onto his skin. "When I was younger I used to imitate my father's scales. I wanted to be just like him, but then I realized that Torexx didn't suit me well."

"Because they're big demanding oafs," I mumbled, sinking a bit into my mattress. It was more comfortable, plus it was easier to throw my weight back if he tried anything.

"Something like that. Torexx take what they want without much care for who it affects; most of them at least. My father was no exception. We're not here to talk about me though, where did you come from?" Then around we go, how many times have I told these people, I don't want to talk about me. It's weird and embarrassing and they don't need that information anyways. It's not like they'll send me home, and I'm physically fine, I don't know why they care so much.

"I'm sure it's in that little file you have. What is it they really want?"

"For you to get better," he stated, seeming rather interested in my non-answer.

"I was compliant, but they said I was broken. Now I'm defiant and it's not good enough. I can be who they want, I just need to know who that is," I yelled, flopping back on my bed. Hybrid or not, he was just another Torexx here to "talk". Talk about things I don't want to talk about.

"They want someone content, maybe even happy. The way you're feeling right now though... hate to say it, guppy, but you wouldn't make it past their weakest mind link." Guppy! I am not some pathetic.... Relax. This is what he wants, it's what they all wanted. They wanted a loud uncontrolled person that they could "fix". I will not be that person.

"You're very controlled for a teenager, I must say I'm impressed. I can help you, even if you aren't content, I can help you seem like it. If that's what you want." Fool the mind links?

"No not them, but if you start walking around interacting with humans, maybe even your handler in a less than threatening manner you'll fool the people who aren't me. Now I have a long period with you, so do you want to do something? The captain's rooms are absolutely pathetic." He had read my mind. I didn't know they could do that. Could Calepus do that, or was he just good with emotions?

"We can go to the greenhouse," I said, a tad bit excited. The captain never took me there. Only Calepus had.

"I love that idea." So off we went to the only place on the ship I enjoyed.