Left Handed

9

Are you like Siri?

What? No! Siri would be my mentally challenged aunt. Except we aren't even from the same planet.

You some kind of alien?

Alien implies that certain Commanders-in-Chiefs are going to ship me back to Honduras soon. I prefer extraterrestrial. It's also kind of offensive, thank you very much.

Are you seeing this???

Who? Me?

Not you. My imaginary friend.

Aaaaaah...what?

Shut up. Wait. No. Why are you in my phone? I feel like I'm in r/altzheimersgroup.

I found an amazing comic that I think you'll like.

Right. Lol. Seriously though. How are you in my phone.

Your feeble technology doesn't bother me at all.

Oh. You hacked me. Sweet. So. Frzzzbo. Can I call you Bo?

No way.

Cool. Alright then Bo. What the fugging shite is going on?

You're not going to call me Frzzzbo, are you?

Nope.

As I already said, I came with the arm. As I've also already said, the arm came from off world.

But... why me?

Isn't that the big question? Can't tell ya. That information is not available to me.

Great. Well. Let's get out of here.

...

Five minutes later I was out the barn and on the road back to Mahon.

Bo can talk, too. He told me to put my headphones on and then he talked to me through them. He's got a foreign accent but I can't place it. It's not European for sure. Maybe he's really an alien.

"You better cut your way out. What if someone is out there?" he asked. I had lifted my arm and was ready to blast the door.

"How do I cut?"

"Point the arm away from your body."

"Like this?"

Swoosh. The middle and ring fingers retracted and a knife came out of my wrist. It was see-through and shimmered slightly.

"That's a force field, not a knife like you have here. Go on, cut the wall."

I walked up to the wall opposite the entrance and applied the knife to the wood. I expected resistance and when there was none, I stumbled forward. He laughed. The bastard.

It was incredible though. The force field knife cut through the wall like an Instagram model through a crowd of fans.

"Whoop!" I hollered and made short work of the rest of the wall. I jumped out of the hole and looked at my arm knife.

"Awesome," I whispered. "Turn it off."

No one was out here. The barn stood off a road cutting through fields. The hills rolled away into the distance in all directions.

There was a village to the north but it really didn't look inviting. I needed to go somewhere modern.

Now what?

"Bo," I said, "do you know why these two police officers locked me up?"

"Eh. Of course. They acted on orders from a military research vessel. They were meant to bring you to the harbor at Mahon for transport."

"Damn. Okay. Let's go check it out," I replied.

So we went, my arm and I. Bo told me I would have to walk for seven hours on foot and urged me to call a taxi. I told him I was broke and he went quiet for a while. Then I just walked. At least I knew where I was and which way I had to go.

By the time I reached the town, night had fallen. Mahon sat before me, glittering with the light of street lamps and windows and the moonlight reflecting off the water of the bay.

I will make this city mine, I thought.

"Go straight on down this road and you'll get to a hotel," Bo said. "You have to go to sleep."

"My dude, do you understand money? I don't have any."

"Yes, you do. I took the liberty to stock your account."

"Oh. You're the real deal, aren't you?" I asked. I would have to have a stern word with Frzzzbo. Find out exactly what his capabilities were.

When I stood in front of the concierge at the hotel, I was too tired to even be nervous. I placed my pay card on top of the machine and it just worked. Thankfully I collected the key and rode the elevator to the second floor where my room was.

I'm in that room now. I slept ten hours and now I'm chilling. I've got a huge bed and windows facing sunrise. I ordered room service. The guy that came to bring it is beautiful. Arms like pythons. A mob of black hair. Dark, piercing eyes.

I tried to flirt with him but he looked at me with a raised eyebrow and left. Then I looked at myself and smelled myself.

Then I took a bath.

I think I will stay here some days. I have to figure out what Bob can do. I have to plan my next steps. I need to shield myself from the military. Maybe leave this island behind. But I don't think I will. Mom is here after all. And I want to take my revenge on Cristina.

"How did you get the money for the hotel?"

"I was set up with a bank account when I was installed. I wasn't given much, half a million Euros only. But you'll be happy to know that I started investing."

Half a million Euros. I'm rich. That's cool.

I hope this isn't some kind of test where they see what a human will do with power. Maybe I should be careful, ask questions.

On the other hand, I could also go shopping. I need clothes. I need an outfit. Something that will strike fear in my enemies and longing in my lovers.

Get ready for the next entry, you. This island doesn't know what's about to hit it.