Watched

New Colony

Chapter 10: Pandora

I hadn’t even realized I had gone to sleep until I woke up on one of the beds. These pods were really nice for just emergency uses. Something tells me the use of these were already a set plan. Everyone in his or her own pods, letting the ship be destroyed with blast of red light. Where the heck are we going anyways? I’m kind of afraid to ask, Zane went into like terminator mode once we got on board. Except for those moments when we were hugging each other, that was…nice. My throat feels very dry, and I wonder how long I’ve been asleep. I look around, taking in the dark gray walls, and Zane, sleeping in the pilot’s chair. He looks haggard and exhausted, and his markings are two colors. Two? I didn’t know they could do that. Part black, and brown. I’m not sure if brown is the color of fear, but I know black must be pure, white-hot anger.

It somewhat frightened me. Was the ship that destroyed their ship the same ship that had people in it that killed their females? Zane had said there was a sickness, but with his reaction to that attack, I think they gave their females the virus. I think about Herisan, poor her; she looked absolutely perfect for him.  I feel a longing to wake him up, but don’t since he looks slightly more relaxed than he was a while ago. He makes little snores and will sometimes mumble gibberish in his language. I still want to wake him up and ask where he is, but I ignore the feeling and let him sleep. I watch him gurgle, snore, and mumble in his sleep, which is mighty adorable. I still continued to look out the view screen when his hand brushed down my side, giving me a freaking heart attack. I turn back to him about to slap him, but then I realized that he’s still asleep. God, he sleeps weird, making all these noises. What the heck does he dream about?

I’m still looking out the window, watching the stars move by in blue blurs. Wherever we were going we were going fast. To ask him, I would have to wake him up though, so I let him sleep longer. To be honest, I’ve actually never seen him sleep. I always went to bed before him. So, taking advantage of him being asleep, I look around. Nicer than it looked when I first came in here. I liked how he showed me how to check up on the others by clicking a red button. Funny how it is a red button isn’t it? The little dots pop unto the screen, easing me. All pods were fine, and still there. I sigh inwardly, when looking at the dots I see them going all in one general direction. Where to though, I didn’t see anything coming up on the screen. Would we have to stay in here long? I hate cramped spaces, no matter how nice they are. He stirs, and groans, so I practically sprint to the back of the pod.

Zane stirs more, and half slides on the chair, making him shoot his eyes open. He doesn’t see me yet, so I decide to scare him a little and not respond to any calls he makes. Noticing the silence, Zane calls out. I ignore it, sitting in a dark bunk, waiting. Waiting for him to come closer so I can scare him. He panics, and runs to the back yelling. Checking instruments to see if I’m still on board, I pressed a button so it wouldn’t show my life signs. He sits down on his bunk, clearly very sad. So, pressing myself into the wall, I sneak over to where he’s sitting. Zane doesn’t stir, not sensing my presence. I tap his shoulder and slink back into the corner quickly.

“Pandora?” What a stupid question, as if I’m going to yell out ‘yes, here I am’ to him. He turns back, searching the corners of the pod. He takes out a small metal cylinder, pointing it around the corners. It makes a beeping noise once pointed at my corner.

“You’re not very observant without your gadgets are you?” I reply to the beeping.

“You know, I don’t recall ever teaching you how to mask your life signs. Seriously, don’t try to scare me. It is a very bad idea.” He says, pulling the device back into his belt.

“Bad idea? I just think you don’t like surprises…” He relaxes on his bunk more, letting his muscles flex back and forth to rid tension. Wait, why was I noticing this? He simply smiles, and lets me blush to myself in the corner.