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The only thing I could hear was a shrieking, blood-curdling scream. It couldn't be mine, yet I was surprised to find it was. I couldn't even see anything in front of me. Everything had gone completely black.
Helpless, I though, I'm helpless. I had gone numb with pain and was certain I was going to die. That I was going to be brutally murdered by that... thing. Slowly, I felt myself let go of the grasp of life.
This is the end of the line, Pib, I told myself.
For a second, I thought I had felt the Professor pull out something.
Goodbye.
Just when I thought I was doomed, I felt the pain start to disappear. I suddenly regained my eyesight. Isacc was smiling insanely. He was covered in my blood. When I looked down, I almost threw up when I saw my intestines in his grasp. The world suddenly started to spin around and I blacked out again. The last sound I heard was my head bang against the metal autopsy table.
"Hahahahaha....... Rest now, pet," the mad scientist's laughter echoed.
I awoke to a searing pain in my stomach. Quickly, I sat up and opened my eyes. To my horror, I was still in the lab, but I was back in my cell. Once again, I was alone, laying on the cold, stone ground. I looked down at my stomach, or rather where it used to be. Where there had been a giant hole was now a bunch of stitchings. Slowly, I looked around. There was something by the door. It looked like some sort of human food on a tray.
Waffles, I said to myself. Grunting I got up and stumbled over to the tray. There were the waffles, steaming hot. I realized how hungry I was. My long tongue hung from my mouth. But did I even have anything to put it in?
"Screw it," I said aloud, and I fell down onto my knees and ate the waffles like some untamed animal. It was the best thing I had tasted in days. Then I noticed pair of eyes watching me from the window. I stopped eating and studied the window harder.
The Professor! There was a smirk on his face, then he walked away. My heart dropped when I realized there was a funny aftertaste. The waffles were poisoned!
Suddenly I started to get dizzy and I couldn't see straight. I tried to get up, but kept falling over. A pain grew near where my Pak was, then I realized it was malfunctioning again. Thankfully, I wasn't electrocuted again, but I felt odd.
"Graah! What have you done to me?" I yelled. I swiftly stumbled to the window and banged on the glass. A painful sensation started to fill my body. I started thrashing myself on the walls uncontrollably. Foam started coming out of my mouth and I started to scream. Blood started to splatter all over the purple walls. I had no control over myself.
Whispers filled the room, though I couldn't understand them. Then a scream that wasn't mine pierced my soul. I suddenly felt sick and coughed up something black. It wasn't a liquid or a solid. Then I felt something drip from my eyes. I put my finger up to it and looked at it. It was the same black stuff.
I slumped down and started to shiver violently.
"W-w-what's... Happening to me...?" I grunted. I curled up, my arms on my stomach until I realized the black goo was coming out of the stitchings. I shrieked in horror.
What did the Professor do to me?
Soon, I was laying in a puddle of black goo helplessly. I started to go numb and felt completely weak. Even if I tried to move, my arms and legs felt way too heavy to move. I lay there forever, occasionally coughing up more black stuff.
Suddenly, the door opened and Isacc stomped over to me and picked me up by my arm. I knew there was nothing I could do, so I let him carry me to wherever we were going. He again slammed me down on the autopsy table.
"Did you enjoy the waffles, pet?" Isacc scoffed. I glared at him, "Shut up," I muttered.
He gave me a taunting glare. My antennae twitched with unease when he hadn't looked away for a while. Finally, he blinked and turned away to grab a freshly sharpened knife.
The metal clasps held me down, so I couldn't do anything. I just lay there, my eyes wide with horror knowing what would happen next.
"That's it, pet. Calm and helpless," he whispered to me. I noticed his assistant wasn't with him this time, and for the first time I remembered Bug.
"What did you do with my robot?" I raised my voice. Isacc gave me an evil glare that I will never forget, then stepped out of the way to reveal a bucket with Bug's parts scattered around it. My heart sank as I realized she was much beyond repair.
"W-what did you do to her?" I screamed. Isacc chuckled insanely, "I can't say you have the same fate, but it's something close," he muttered.
A blackened tear escaped from my eye and rolled down my face.
What is he going to do to me?
Using the knife in his hand, he reopened my stitches. Searing pain coursed through my skin to the point where it was unbearable. I dared myself to look at what this monster is doing to me. He noticed me peeking my eyes open and put a crazed smile on his face.
"So you'd like to watch me work, pet? I appreciate that." he half-mocked. I cringed as his hands dug into my opened rib cage. The black stuff had dried, but it was still there. My face was caked in it. I refocused back on Isacc, who had pulled out some more organs. I didn't even care anymore, I knew I was about to die. Part of me was surprised at how calm I was.
But tears of trauma and pain were still rolling down my face.
That's it, I thought to myself, I can't watch this happen anymore. So I closed my eyes and looked away. A few drops of my blood splattered on my face, but I didn't open my eyes for a long time.
After a while I opened one eye. Isacc had dumped all of my organs into a bucket and had a syringe in his hands. He injected me with the syringe and said, "That's all I need for now, pet. Now go back to sleep and I'll lay you in you're room,"
More like prison, I said to myself.
I felt myself loose consciousness and fall into an abyss of darkness and peace, completely numb.
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Invader Pib
FanfictionPib, an Irken Invader, is sent to a planet for Impending Doom 2, but something goes horribly wrong.