Buzz,buzz,buzz. Gud dammit alarm. Thwack! That's what you get for waking me up so early, alarm! I groaned a hiss as I... Bang! Oh yea, I forgot I was sleeping on the ceiling. It's Thursday, the day after the attack, wait, the attack? At that I spike my senses and realise that I'm not at my house. Oh gawd, where was I? I walked around to observe our surroundings. I was in a box, you could say that. The room was white, in the left far end of the box was a CCTV camera, there were fluorescent lights on the ceiling, a table and two chairs in the middle of the room, a bed at the far end of the room, a dark glass window on the left wall and a metal door with no hinges. I sighed a hiss, I was in some kind of interrogation room. After a few hours of observing the boring room, the door opened. A neatly dressed man in a suit holding a file with papers in it entered the room. At that the camera beamed into life. The interrogation has begun. I sigh a hiss, if I only could remember what happened on Wednesday. That's when it struck me, like a egg being thrown at me (I have actually been thrown at with eggs).The day before Thursday/ Wednesday:
I called Gian Carlo on his phone and put face cam on and wrote:
Hey, hve yu got ny plns on what t do tody?
I was getting better at writing (with a pen/pencil obviously)
"No," he replied
"As if" I hissed on the phone, then I ended the call. The next thing I know is I'm being called by Sasha who said that they (Mark, Kiefer and Giany) were raiding a sewer facility. First of all, how did Sasha know that and secondly, why were they raiding a sewer facility.
After 5 minutes of research and hacking...
I get it, the sewer facility was just a cover. It's actually a Weyland building where they create serum which can turn people into xenomorphs. Well crap. I grab my taser, my hammer my car keys and my tape and burst out the front door. I stab the keys into the ignition and push the gear stick to 4. The facility was 5 miles from my house. I reached the highway and immediately reached the maximum speed 50. Bash! I drove through the fence and immediately halted, making the tyres screech and causing the car to flip over. I kicked the door open and crawled out of the car then I armed myself and entered the lightless building. Gian Carlo is not capable of causing this many casualties even with Mark and Kiefer, not anytime, not anywhere. Body's and guns lay everywhere, coating the floor. Blood was splattered on the walls and the floor, it was really tempting to join the killing spree but I resisted. I dialled 999 but then changed my mind, I would deal with this situation myself. I put on gloves ( I got the gloves from a nearby cleaning trolley) and took a nearby pistol despite there were many automatic guns. I was now properly armed, I then continued my search for my friends or you could call it a hunt for my friends. I've spent two hours searching this building and still, no luck. I sighed a hiss, Gian Carlo, Mark and Kiefer weren't there, so I left (with my pistol obviously) turned on the TV and kicked back and relaxed. The next day a neatly dressed man knocks on my door and I open the door because he is FBI, knocks me out and bags me. When I wake up, I'm in this facility.
Back to present time:
Now I remember. It took me approximately thirty minutes to explain. At that, he takes out a syringe.
"Hey, what's the syringe for?" I asked telepathically
"You'll find out." He replied as he jabbed the syringe into my neck. I felt woozy then passed out.
Where was I?
I looked around myself and suddenly recognised my surroundings.
I was in a forest, a vast one. Last night the FBI agents dumped me here, now I have to find my way back to humanity again before my instincts take over.
Yay! Chapter ended.
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FanfictionSummary: Hi, I'm Dave, some people call me LCP. Long ago when I was 10, my life was changed, the world around me changed: my life became different. I was transformed into a Xenomorph. I still live in Harrow Weald (in London) I'm now 11 years old, in...