Alien A**holes (Tallest x reader)

54. Dux

Warning: GORE! HEAVY BODY GORE AND SYRINGES AGAIN. SORRY ABOUT THIS. Don't worry, it's not a main character but....yikes.

"Welcome, Irkens of the Future! My name is Dux and I'm one of Irks top leading scientists."

The recording began immediatley upon being inserted, a tall looking Irken with wide yellow eyes, proudly standing in frame with a smug expression on his face.

It wasn't much to go on, but something about this guy was extremely unlikable to me. He hadn't even done anything thus far and yet, something about him made my blood boil with unexplainable detestation. Though, it felt wrong to feel this way. This Irken hadn't done anything to make me feel so bad. In fact, Red and Purple had done far more to piss me off. But the way this irken smiled, the way he spoke. Something about it gave me unfathomable rage and I couldn't figure out why.

"Hey do you remember anyone called Dux?" Red muttered to Purple, mouth half hanging onto the straw of his drink as he spoke.

The two if them had chosen to sit next to eachother, Purple farthest from me and Red in the middle. I suppose the Irken farthest from me was still avoiding the awkwardness from earlier.

"Wasn't that the guy who told us that we were wasting too much power roasting the marshmallows in the engine room??"

I quirked a brow at this comment, choosing to stay out of it.

"Nah, that was Dex. He was a jerk."

"Oh yeah."

With that stupidity over with, I shook my head in dissapointment with a sigh, turning back to watch Dux on screen as he lifted a vial. Inside it was a strange yellow substance that emitted a soft glow, sloshing around in a thick mass that sort of reminded me of Jelly.

"Many of you said it couldn't be done! But I did it, despite all of you fools and your concern for 'Safe Science' and all that nonsense!" He mocked, emphasising his point with a wave of the vial and grinning like he was looking down at children.

"What a nutjob" analysed Purple, earning himself a swift hush from Red.

"What is he even trying to do?" I mumbled.

The irken on screen laughed manically, eyes going unhealthily wide as he ripped one of his sleeves and attached the vial to a syringe.

"Know that I shall be the one to rule Irken kind! I am the future! And I will be the one who leads irk into its forever triumph!" He exploded, glee and utmost insanity pooling his eyes as he took the syringe and stabbed his arm with a sickening squelch, looking as if he had inserted it way too far and at the complete wrong angle.

I watched on in horror as the scientist lost himself further and further to his manic laughter, the laughter becoming more and more unsettling the longer it went on for...

Until it turned into screaming.

The irkens arm began to take a new shape, morphing into a disgusting and vile lump of green flesh that couldn't seem to decide what it wanted to turn into. The pain seemed to cripple the irken immediatley, bringing him to his knees with his screams never ceasing.

The irken proceeded to claw at himself with one remaining hand, as if attempting to scratch away the blotches that were slowly forming around his face and his neck, tears of pain and irken blood dripping down his face whilst he looked at the screen.

Then the screaming stopped.

An unsettling smile overtook his features once again, pain in his eyes remaining.