I paced up and down the room. Cass had been gone for a long time. Too long.
"J, you have to calm down," Myree groaned in annoyance, "I can't see what your fussing about. She's only a human! She'll end up dying anyway!"
I span around suddenly and looked Myree in the eye.
"Look, Myree," I said, my hair turning bright red, "I know that you just want to go out and explore Terra, I do too. But Cass is the only human left in existence and there are plenty of other dangerous races out there who might want to use her for what she is. And unless you want to help look for her I suggest you leave. Now."
I didn't expect Myree to get up. I didn't expect Myree to walk to the door. I didn't expect her to leave.Hours later, I was walking around the area where I found Cass looking for her. She couldn't've go too far. Unless something bad had happened.
Unless she got hurt and was slowly bleeding to death.
Unless she had been taken by a Nnoyance or a Aat.
I shook my head to get rid of those horrible thoughts and focused on finding Cass.
I walked. And walked. And walked. And walked.
Kept on walking, kept on looking.
I searched and searched for Cass, I looked and I looked.
But she was nowhere to be found.
Suddenly, I tripped over something solid. Something unmoving. Someone.
I quickly dropped to my knees and swiped away the forest debris; the leaves, the twigs, the bark.
A face I recognised instantly stared up at me with empty eyes that stared deep into my soul.
Cass lay there. Still, silent; but with quiet, shallow breaths that were too quiet.
I scooped her up into my arms and carried her back the way I had come.

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Last Of It's Kind
Ficção CientíficaIt's the year 2120, and Earth has had a rough few years: oceans rising; polar ice caps melting; all year long heatwaves; at least a million meteorites hitting it, and all other kinds of weird shit. But now there are no humans left, so aliens bring t...