Reprogramed

Partners

I quickly spring up onto my feet.  I grab the nearest and smallest piece of metal I could find to use as a weapon.  I look at it for a moment, resting in my hands was a small, shard that was jagged at the side but then came to a point at the tip.  This will have to do if I need to use it under any circumstances.  In a way, I am bluffing.  I have never used a weapon or even held anything similar to this in my entire life, I have absolutely no idea on how to use it.  But just the hope of it looking intimidating and if I mirror a stance of someone who would use a weapon like this would do, kept me to continue pressing forward.  I was as careful and as quiet I could be while around the sleeping bodies around me, cautious not to wake them.  Carefully, I avoided the miscellaneous metal spread out around me, and started towards the area in which I heard the sounds.  

My blood boiled up from inside me as I heard even more chaos within this metal field.  I came to the realization that a large, frightening creature with mounds of muscle may be waiting for potential prey that might be lurking around and I am walking precisely into it's trap.  I know that my bluffed battle position and tiny shard would not scare any creature away, but it's the only way I could try to save Eli and Atraya if that thing threatens to feast on them.  Finally reaching my destination, I became even more alert and attentive.  While listening for more movement within my surroundings I hear the familiar sound of more metal scraping against each other.  Like an instinct, my body jumps towards the sound and awaits for the creature to show itself.  The ragged scrap enveloped in my hand begin's to feel heavy as my body froze of panic and fear.  What are you doing?  Your acting like Atraya.  Go back, now!  I thought.  No I can't listen to it, not now.  I could feel it's very close presence now "show yourself!"  I yell in a loud whisper.  Nothing, no sound erupted from the dark emptiness I'm staring into.  Suddenly, a figure bursts forth from the aphotic metal yard and lands on top of my body, sending me to the ground.  

I squirm, and wiggle my tiny body from under neath the mysterious figure, gasping for air and release.  The figure is too strong for me though and continues to hold me down and is pushing harder.  My shard was also pinned down with my hand, so even turning it upwards, is not an option.  Finally, I resort to the last thing that I could while being suffocated from the creature lying on top of me and kick it with all my remaining strength which caused the figure to release me and it fell to the ground, whimpering.  As soon as it let me go, I quickly stood up and was about to flee, until I realized something.  Animals don't whimper like this one.  It sounds... Human.  I cautiously walked toward the mysterious being, I stay ready for flight though no matter what.  Noticing it's silhouette, I quickly came to the conclusion that It indeed is a human, a male.  I can tell by his reaction to where I kicked him.  He was covering his pelvis area and lying on the ground unable to stand too soon because me.  I suppose he thought I was out to capture him so he tried to defend himself.  I instantly, put away my pathetic dagger and run up to him.  "I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were a person.  I am so sorry!"  I cried out to him.

"No, it's okay.  I usually get that a lot when I attack people."  He said, his voice drowning in agony.

"Let me help you" I offered, trying to pick him up by his torso, which of course, I couldn't do.

"No, It's okay, I can get up on my own" the boy told me as he slowly stood up.

He walked in front of me, his legs stiff and spread out farther then they should be.  He came close enough to me that I could vaguely see his appearance.  He had shaggy, honey colored hair that flowed in front of his eyebrows.  His eyes were grey but they had an emerald green tinge around the pupil and sky blue outlining the irises.  He stood a few feet taller than I, perhaps he is even as a tall as Eli.  I look at his outfit and realize that he is not wearing the same white uniform that Eli, Atraya and I wear.  His torso was covered by a navy blue shirt and a unzipped, black sweater over top.  The boy also wore dark jeans over his legs and black boots.  How can another person be here?  Did he also escape?  Why isn't he wearing the uniform?  Was he ever a slave?  Those questions filtered my mind by looking at him.