The Society

TWO ✴ THE ALIENS

It wasn't clear how long I sat in the darkness. Minutes, hours- everything just blended together into periods of sleep and regret. The sleep was easy. No dreams, nothing but emptiness. The regret, though? Almost unbearable. Regret that the last thing I said to my friend was an expression of disappointment. Regret that I didn't say goodbye to my parents. Regret that I never got to see my little sister before they dragged me away.

The entire reason I left my darkness filled with pain and loathing was pretty pathetic if I'm completely honest. Sad, that I only ventured out because of my need to use the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, the door slid open easily and I took a step from the room, stretching my cramped neck. In the corridor, I blinked against the harsh lighting, squinting at the blank space. All that was in the hall was a few other doors, rooms like mine, I assumed.

In the silence of the hall, I could hear extremely faint voices coming from somewhere else on the ship. There was no way to make out what they were saying, but I could distinctly tell that they were originating from somewhere to the left. So, naturally, I headed in that direction, following the voices to the best of my abilities.

Suddenly, I stumbled into a round room and the talking stopped abruptly. Glancing around at the faces that were all staring at me, I concluded that none of them were human. One of the multicoloured beings was actually glaring at me. Her- I assumed she was a her- skin was a powder blue with some type of markings on it. They were like indents, or carvings in her skin. Her figure looked like that of a typical female, but she was more beautiful than any girl that I had met. Her curly locks of black hair were gracefully resting on her shoulders. She had more of an unconventional beauty, not really what you'd think of when you thought about what the usual example was.

Despite how pretty I thought she was, I glared right back. Although, my glare must've looked pitiful next to her hard stare. Like an angry puppy compared to a frenzied shark.

Finally, she spoke. "So, the human decided to end his pity party and come join us, huh?" She said. I wasn't surprised by her hostility. Our planet was so caught up in the amazing honour of being part of the choosing, it wouldn't be shocking if other planets were too. She probably resented me for my obvious misery at being picked.

Leaning against the smooth, white wall, I glanced around at the other aliens. One was small and army green, with huge fly eyes and four arms. There were goggles strapped over them, and a baggy toolbelt hung around his waist. Another being was extremely tall and well-built. He had on armour, which was covering only a small amount of his red tinged skin. His orange hair stuck up everywhere.

The last alien looked like she was made out of some sort of crystal, with her transparent, shimmering skin. Stick straight sliver hair hung down her back, held away from her face by some ornamental headband. Her eyes were a striking blue and seemed like they were able to stare into my very soul.

"Well, excuse me for not being ecstatic about this marvelous opportunity. I'll try to act more excited." I said, looking back to the being who had spoken. She seemed taken aback by my sarcasm and narrowed her dark eyes.

Looking me over once more, she took a small step forward. "I am Ayela of the Watentda people." She said, her spiral strands of hair swishing slightly. She gestured to the tall guy. "Tomsilio of the Sandretens."

The short alien jumped, startling me. "Do'vi!" He shouted, not bothering to name his people, not that I really wanted to know or would every go to any planet full of hims. That would be terrifying.

Crystal girl stood up slowly. "Lara Sylin of Quaria. And you are?" She said, staring at me with her regal eyes. I was surprised she was addressing me, honestly. Not sure why, but scary calm people unsettle me more than even the angry Ayela.