ALIEN ↠ b. barnes [I]

eight

HAD HUMANS EVER WONDERED WHY aliens didn't visit them? Maybe it has something to do with the fact that they weren't treated respectfully, or were pretty much alienated—in the literal sense of the word.

The strawberry blonde grew up hearing stories about the earthlings from her grandma. This because when her mom didn't have time to take care of her and Ezekyel, she'd deliver them to the martian who adored spending time with the kids.

So, An would tell them tales and rumors of the green and blue planet, expressing her feelings of wonder towards it and how much she'd love to visit them and interact in their languages; that's right, because every other planet only had one language, but men had multiple.

The strawberry blonde smiled at the memory of the many times, her eyes drooping as oxygen was pumped through her veins by the two bracelets they had placed around her wrists, that were piercing them and getting to her bloodstream.

The scientists were trying to remove the golden bracelet from her wrist; the one that if pressed would become the pod that had brought her to the foreign planet. She tried not to chuckle at their faces, their teeth showing and their eyes closing at the effort, Allura knowing that only another martian could remove it; in case things like this ever happened.

She looked over to the other bed in the cell, Bucky looking at the ceiling in pain as he was stabbed on the stomach, guards attempting to teach them Russian in a way he wouldn't forget.

She tried breaking free, but the chemical in her body was keeping her down as her green eyes roamed her surroundings like her mother had taught her back in Jupiter.

"What do you do if you're trapped, Allura?" Aiyla asked, throwing a kick at her daughter who grabbed her foot and flew, letting her mother fall down from the height and watching as she used her laser eyes to stop the impact.

Allura landed next to her, being punched on the face. She laughed and sent a kick under Aiyla's legs, attempting to throw a punch that was caught and her arm placed behind her back.

The strawberry blonde used it on her favor as she rolled on the ground, standing up as her mother remained on it and she used her laser eyes, Aiyla doing the same thing as the two met, the older woman applying more strength and eventually making her daughter fly away and to the ground, groaning.

"You look around you for an advantage." She said, her teeth tight as Aiyla stretched her back, letting out a breath as she helped her two thousand and two hundred year old daughter stand up, a proud smile on her face Allura always felt like she needed to earn.

"So do it."

But right now, there was nothing that could be used to her advantage. Or maybe there would be if the oxygen bracelets and headband weren't completely blocking her abilities and strength.

The men sighed and gave up, untying her wrists from the leather and grabbing her neck, pulling her up and holding it tight. "How do we remove it?" He asked, Allura shrugging and inhaling sharply when her back was slammed against the wall, the man's hand tracing down her exposed stomach and to her hip, the girl glaring at him. "You do know, alien." They threw her to the middle of the room, the man that was stabbing Bucky handing them the knife and leaving the boy to whimper.