"Ig-natch klec not place in-ncil matrix!" The Market Control Officer cursed at me for resisting arrest.
"Mickna poy tï mecnianama!" I cursed back in Lutish. The officer's native language.
It snatched the loaf of burlinian bread out of my hand and sucked it up the hole of his snout. My blood boiled. I worked hard for that bread, well not really. But it took a lot of effort for me to get that loaf. Though, I kept my anger inside me to avoid getting tasered ten times or more.
This was the first out of many times I have been chased down by the Market Control and have got caught. So I've got a record of stealing things. Unfortunately, this will make my death sentence a lot more painful. But I have a plan of escaping... I just haven't figured it out yet. The tools in my pants will probably help me with escaping.
Nuggets don't usually follow most of the rules when it comes to anything because it didn't pay me down for any illegal trinkets to escape from arrest. Nuggets are an ugly looking species. The average size Nuglut is usually six to seven feet tall. They have leathery skin the color of cement. They're abnormally fat the lower part of their body and get skinnier the higher you look. They have long large snouts that act as their mouths and nose combined. They slobber and spit too much. They're even intelligent too, that's the worst part about them. Also, they have no gender, that's why I call it. I hate being near these things.
It forces me into the back seat of the hover vehicle. The vehicle smells of Nuglut spit. I throw up in my mouth and swallow it. My stomach pushes yesterday's curd chili, I stole, up my throat a few times. Each time it came up I forced it back down.
The Nuglut gets in the vehicle on the right side to steer it. It pushes a button on the blue holographic system. The shock cuffs it put on me split and the magnetic pulses on either side of me pull one of my wrists to the closest pulse on the backrest. I looked like Jesus on the cross before he died. And just to let you know religions are illegal in Adentrine. I agree with them on that law.
The vehicle rumbled as the thrusters started. I took a big swallow of saliva. The Nuglut eyes looked at me with pleasure.
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Street Rats
Science FictionEvery day it's eat, sleep, steal. Eat, sleep, steal. EAT! SLEEP! STEAL! Alex is tired of it. His whole life he has been a street rat peasant on this miserable planet of Adentrine. He always wanted more. One day, this girl comes and takes him away wi...