After I was put asleep by Regis (who I am covered head to toe in) I woke in the grass in a strange place with people speaking I didn't undertsand. I walked around crying waiting for someone to notice for a couple hours like a child crying about getting lost in a store. I couldn't stop thinking about my parents and how stupid I was not to notice the offness of the servants or about Regis kissing me than saving me only to die in vain by the people he trusted the most... at least one young man probably Regis's age noticed me and helped me which soon led me to be captured by evil reds who claimed to be good. How can they be good when one of the men put something strange on my neck that allowed me to understand them?! I guess I have to trust them though.
The man who cleans Regis's blood off of me calls it silver paint and asks why I have it one me. He dabs my face with a wash cloth and washes all the dirt. The man I am not sure about leans up against the door way, he looks impatient. He's about to talk when the man cleaning my wounds speaks.
"Jim I know what your about to say and yes I am almost done. I just don't understand why she as all this silver paint on her? It's not right." The man says without even looking over at his friend. The cleaning man's friend walks over to us and slams his down on the desk next me.
"Ok, little miss powerful. What's your story? How is such a pretty girl like your self alone, covered in silver paint and not knowing English? Whats up with that?" He asks his blue eyes drilling into my soul. I become confused. Why is he questioning me? His people were the one's who attacked the queens trial and killed my family? All these questions race through my mind as I try to search for the answers.
"My story is simply the fact that I'm-" I feel my cheek become numb as I hear the sound of someone slapping my skin. I look up to see a REALLY tall man with a black air and a really ugly bowl cut. His hand is out he's the one who slapped me.
"Whoa! Spock how did you get here so quickly?" The man who gave me the weird collar asks. The other tall man sighs.
"You left me than, told me to wait outside the med-bay don't you remember? That doesn't matter right now though," his voice is so flat and strict it scares me,"What matters is that this girl tells us whats actually going one. Now speak the truth girl!" He shouts. I feel myself falling back into my own skin. I can't fight the fear anymore, if they want to kill me then they can go write ahead with it. I sit on my knees and lean back a little to show that I am ready to be killed even if it means ending the families blood line for good.
"I know what you want to hear!" I start trying to old back my tears I look at the floor, "If what you wanted was to kill me! Then go ahead I've got nothing to live for because all you stupid reds killed them!" I shout tears fall from my eyes. The scary man slaps me again across the face but, even harder than before. I begin to cry out loud. He broke me
"Damn it Spock! She just a little girl stop hitting her. By the looks of it shes already been through a lot so just cut her come slack will ya?" The cleaning man yells pointing at me. I cry some tears of joy and horror now.
"What are you- what are you doing? I am your enemy, why are you helping me?" I ask holding my burning cheek as I cry. All of the men seem baffled by my statements. They must think I am crazy. They all stare probably wondering how to comfort a crying child.
"OK, there must be something wrong with her head. Let m-"
"Bones! I got it, she must have been painting and the can fell on her which gave her a concussion!"
"Jim, she is not showing any normal symptoms of even a minor concision. She probably just has a brain disability or something like that, it has to be something with in."
"Officer, Captain, that could be a lead but, explain how she was able to speak fluently in German and how she was smart enough to maintain a conversation?" The scary man ends the fight between Jim and Bones. Such strange names not once in my life have I heard of them.
"I am just going to state that maybe She's from Germany where they are starting to develop a Anarchy, this could explain why she thinks so little of us." Jim explains both of the men nod there ends in agreement.
"Yeah, lets just go with that for now. Also if would be great if one of you go get her a uniform to wear. I don't care what colour Jim just get her a uniform please." Bones says pursing his really tiny lips and Jim. I question what Germany is, I've seen it on really old maps on the walls of my father's study. I am pretty sure it was a small country in the content of Europe. The Lake Lands took its language for our official language. Jim sighs then runs out of the room and I am left with the scary man and Bones. They both look at one another and then back at me. There's a silence between us so I step in.
"So, you people aren't apart of the Guard? I thought all reds were." I ask kicking my legs. Both men seem confused again. "God, all of you are so stupid." I smile a little bit while, trying not to show that I am still a little scared. A knocking sound comes over from the door way. It's the young man with the brilliant blue that found me in the first place. He steps and gives me a warm smile, he's trying to hard to make me like him.
"Um... I just vanted to knov hov you are doing." He says as he turns away the curls on his head shake. This red acts too nice.
"I am fine, people like me are incredibly strong." I lie. That's not any where close to being true, silvers are just as strong as reds are. There is Zero difference. I sigh realizing being mean to them isn't gonna make me seem more better than I am. I hold out my hand and give the young man a true smile.
"I am sorry I don't think I've formally introduced my self to you. I am Cybrus but, please call me Cici." My voice smooths out into a more claim tone. The scary man walks over and takes my hand in his. I almost wrench back in surprise but, I stop myself before I do.
"Officer Spock." He says the automatically lets go. Bones walks up to me and grabs my hand.
"Leonard McCoy. It's a pleasure." This time he actually and then lets go. The young man walks over.
"I am Pavel Chekov."
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The Future Girl Knows All #wattys2017
FanfictionBeing a noble is Ok, I just wish something exciting could happen. Like being whisked away to a strange world. Like that'll ever become true ...
