Humanoid-Nuclear (Humanoid Trilogy #1) [ON HOLD]

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"Jay, look at this!" I said, excited. While I was walking around, I stumbled upon a door I hadn't seen before.

He screeched, looking at me.

"Come here, Jay." I ordered.

He was behind the couch, staring at me dully.

"Come, Jay Feather." I pointed to the ground, instructing him to come.

He followed my order, walking over and standing by my side. He purred, and I pointed at the door.

"I think I found something."

He screeched, sniffing the door curiously.

"Let's see what's behind it." I put my hand on the doorknob, turning it and feeling the door move from under my hand. The door creaked open, and I peered inside.

It looked like a garage of some sort. There were dusty, cob web covered paint cans on the ground. Tools were on the table, the table being to my left. The garage smelled like gasoline and old rubber. The floor was cement, and the walls were a plain grey. An entire toolshelf was to my right. Another table was on the back wall. And the center piece, with its hood pulled up, was a driver. I smiled and limped toward the driver, inspecting it.

"Looks like it's in good condition!" I said in excitement, stumbling towards the engine. Once, I read and memorized a book about engines and how they should work. Mainly because I want to be an engineer if I ever get the chance, but also because I had nothing to do. Anyway, I could tell right away that the engine would need a bit of polishing up, especially 'cause the battery was all gross-looking as it oozed green and was most likely dead. "A bit of work and this'll do." I informed, looking back at my friend.

Jay snorted and looked over my shoulder at the engine. He sniffed the lime green goo that was coming from the battery, scrunching up his nose and backing up.

"Yeah, no. You don't want to eat that. Not good." I patted his back, looking up at him. He looked down at me, alien eyes glistening from the little light coming from the open door. The darkness made his eyes and horns glow bright blue, giving him a rather eerie appearance in the black. He seemed hungry, so I rummaged through my pocket and pulled out some of his food. He ate it quickly, and I began to work on the driver, or 'car' as your dimension calls it.

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The snow finally stopped falling, making it easier for us to exit the cabin and scavenge. By 'us', I mean Jay. I was still healing and working on the driver. There were--thankfully--only a few things wrong with the engine. It was an easy fix, although the battery was completely destroyed. We needed a new one if we wanted this hunk of metal to rev to life. A few weeks later, our stitches had been taken out, and I was able to walk properly now, which means I was now scavenging as well. We couldn't do much because the snow was still on the ground, but we were able to travel a few miles from the cabin. Thank God for that, because I was starting to get cabin fever.

I was gathering more wood and food, finding out that the trap I had set up caught something overnight. I was a mile away from the town, but I didn't want to risk going any further and getting lost. I was already three miles from the cabin as it is. Plus, Jay was back at our base. I would need him to help if anything happened. I trecked the three miles back, my stomach growling as I carried the mutated rabbit with me. We were both practically starving at our base, because we had had nothing to eat for a day or two. I can't remember. Jay practically pranced with glee when I opened the door. He began sniffing me anxiously, hardly letting me through the door and into the cabin.

"Alright, alright, hi. Yes, I see you. Relax." I weaseled my way in, Jay screeching and squealing. "I brought you some food," I said, setting the fruits on the table.