《Agalma》chapter 5
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Ahh Uhh
I woke up in EY-charger a relatively decent sized Cruiser ship the was commonly only reserved for people of royalty or nobility. I had a splinting migraine, but why? why am in ship.. should'nt i be at the temple , Suddenly the memories came rushing back the battle, the androids, me getting pistol whipped.
But should'nt i be dead? Attempting to stand up i stumbled for a few seconds and finally managed to get on my two feet. Analyzing the room it was pure white and exceedingly clean. Looking to my right i saw what i feared most 2 new Zyanite soldiers guarding what looked like a automatic pocket door. The Soldiers didn't seem concerned at all with me not even glancing my way . Looking to my left i saw Gwendolyn sitting criss crossed with her blade on the floor hilt on her shoulder, and what seemed to be her commander standing next to her .By looking at the elongated window that wrapped wound the whole room i could tell we were in flight.
So basically i was stuck, still i wondered why i wasn't already dead, people of these kind aren't known for taking prisoners, if anything the exact opposite .My head raced with all the possibilities that this entailed.
I sighed looking over my surroundings again, i was surrounded by 4 androids there seemed to be no way out of this one.
"You're awake" "Tell me Man how are you feeling, normally you would be out for 10 more hours, very interesting"
I probably shouldn't ignore her, though i wondered how much cooperating mattered .I'm basically a hostage. Ugh my situation felt truly hopeless, but i haven't been killed so they probably have some use for me.
"stop ignoring The princess , scum" Gwendolyn said
I was getting tired of hearing her voice so i decided to ignoring her and be difficult to the very end. At least i can make up for some lost pride.. right?
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I glanced at her and put on the most shit eating grin i could imagine While looking at its cold yellow pupils. Then closing my eye i sat silently, if they wanted information out of me they would have to force it out.
Hearing mechanical pats getting louder and heading my way, i prepared to be physically assorted. I still remembered who i was even if i was scared
"Five, actions themselves do no disturb men but the thought of the principal of that action" I muttered
"Interesting" said the apparent princess squatting in front of me
"Why do you continue to resist us, you know we have complete control over you right now us letting you consume oxygen is a mercy"
"we have been merciful to you sub animal race and can force you to extinction if we truly wanted, so why?"
Still i remained quiet ,even i knew what she was saying was true but did any of that matter .I suppose this is a culture shock to them but humans hate people who kill their families and friends, not that i would explain that to them.
"mhh so fear of punishment isnt successful, how about reward?"
I opened my eyes upon hearing that, this was my first prolonged experience with these androids.. or should i start thinking of them as fembots , but really it seemed like they were just a dumb as humans. I would thought that they all would share some type of overarching knowledge but that doesn't seem to be true in the slightest, could i some how make use of that.
"I wonder how i could reward a warm blood"... "Do you want food? OR i know don't mammal men like sex" she said as she pointed to Gwendolyn who was now up in arms
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"she's yours, our sweet lovely Gwendolyn"
Immediately following that sentence i closed my eyes. This has to be some type of joke or dream , hate is against my clans teachings but how was it possible not to .I pondered in that few seconds was my clan just wrong, do these people deserve any good emotion.
"mhhh that strange i heard human men loved that,... so tell me what do you want?"
That was obvious i wanted my freedom
"I"
Then i stopped is that what i really wanted? Even if that was the case there is practically no way in hell that would happen, they captured me for a reason .What's next? I wanted to live but again that seemed out of my control who knows if they're even being honest. I knew i wanted to hate them for what they did to me and my clan, nothing about those emotions were wrong. I just couldn't help but ask myself how did we get here, obviously i knew i was assaulted and abducted .I meant how did set of events even come to be, i could die hating them but what use would that serve me. There just so much i don't understand and cannot comprehend aren't these robots supposedly a starfaring race, why waste time antagonizing this planet .Why aren't they super intelligent , what did she mean when she asked do you really hate god, the list goes on and on, really i think i would just like to know more.
"I,I , want yo join you"
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