Among Generations

10.

  I scanned around the group.There was alot of different colours I could see.
Of course Dad and I were Orange and Lime.
But there was so many other colours too.
Red,Cyan,Blue,Purple,Yellow,White,Brown and Black!
I had never seen these colours before.At least not on living Crewmates.
I wonder who's gonna be my first? Who looks the most tasty.
Hmmmm? Cyan? Nah,he's kind of thick.I don't mind eating fatty flesh but I don't prefer it.Hmm? Who else?
Yellow? Nah those weird looking lumps on his chest,
(her breast,yellow is a her)
Are throwing me off off a bit.
Aw man,White has them too!
(White is also a girl)
Dang! My choices are getting more and more hard.
Maybe Dad can help me pick?
I'll ask him later.
Oh! Blue!
He seems interesting.
I wonder if he'll taste good.
Seems just the right amount of meat for me.
Hmmm....
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  I glanced over at my son,he seems to be deep in thought.Probably trying to figure out who to target.There's alot of people coming on this ship.I was hoping,considering we'er 'survivors' that the counsel would give us a smaller Crew count.I guess not.This is going to be hard.For me and for my son.He's already acting a little suspicious.I gotta keep him close to me at all times.If I get voted out,then I have no choice.I'll have to go.For the sake of his safety for that little while longer.I know that much.Kyle told me that when he was young his parents left him at an early age.He didn't say how early but it was their absence that helped him grow to be stronger.That was all he'd ever tell me.
Still! I need to stay alive for as long as possible.For my son's sake.
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  It didn't take long for us to launch.All the Crewmates went straight to keeping up with the ship.
I made sure Lime stayed close for the time being.Once the day came to an end,the Crewmates all claimed sleeping quarters.
Mine and Kyle's room was taken so I opted to choose another.
As Lime and I looked around the quarters,he pulled on my suit and whispered,"This one."
At this point I didn't care where we slept.As long as it was a safe place for him and me.
Walking in the room and for some strange reason it had a bunk bed.Thats strange.Non of the ships I was ever in had a bunk bed like this.Of course my big kid jumped on top and started laughing.I shut the door and chuckled at him.
He came down and that's when he finally asked,"Dad!, I can't choose..There's so many and they all look so good.When do I hunt? Should we start now?"
At first I didn't know what to say.I have never done this before.Kyle never had a problem with choosing his first kill.He always chose actually.I never had to actually pick someone before.I felt my stomach begin to turn.My legs shook and my hands trembled.The weight of all this was starting to get to me.Kyle being an Impostor.My son needing human meat to survive.If I don't this for him he'll die.I have to actually kill someone.I have to for his sake.I can't let him see me like this.He needs to know I'm strong.That this doesn't bother me.That I can care for him.
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  "Dad?" I asked him.He didn't answer any of my questions.It was like he froze in time.Did I do something wrong already? Did I mess up? Oh No! Does he not think I can do it?! Shit! What do I do now?!
I'm freaking out!!
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  Aw damn it! He's starting to freak out.He's shaking.No! He's not supposed to do this.He can't regret a thing.
Before I know it,I grabbed his hands.Pulling him towards me.
I grabbed his helmet and took it off of him as well as my own.
"Son! Snap out of it! Your fine.Take your time in choosing.They're all yours anyway.Don't once ever think you can't handle it.You're a born hunter.You can do this! I'm here to help you.This is all yours.Your ship.Understand me? Your ship."
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  My mind went blank for a second.I repeated what dad told me."My ship."
He smiled and I felt confidence grow within me."My...ship...No one else's...My ship.."
I said it again and again.
Finally I decided.I decided who I was going hunt first..
I put my helmet back on and dad did his as well.
He pat me on the back and asked me.
"Who's it going to be?"
I bit my lower lip and growled softly.
I could feel dad smile through his helmet as he said,
"That's my boy."