Chapter 2: Chatter box
I slowly wake up. my body aces everywhere and my head is throbbing. I raise my head to look around. the room was dark so my headace didnt flair up anymore than it already had with the movement even so i didnt seem to be having any issues seeing. there was a broken peice of a mirror in the corner, it had some dry blood on the edges of it. probably from someone killing themselves or maybe my imagination is to active.
the floor is dirt but ironically the doors to what looked like a cell had blinking red lights indicating that even tho this place was a village they still had technology. by the looks of it, magnetic locks. the door would open with a key card. cool. I drag myself to one of the walls facing towards the doors and pick up the broken mirror. i take a look at my appearance. my face didnt change much from what i remember. high cheekbones and a sharp jawline. the biggest changes that shocked me was my hair and my eyes. instead of the normal eyes of well a human my eye whites were black and my pupils where snowy white. it matched my hair being a bit curly and white. I throw the mirror across the room, I Felt like alone. I woke up here and nothing looks familiar at all even my own face. hell the first people i met are violent as hell
I close my eyes and lean my head against the cold wall. just as i was about the fall asleep to the temo of my throbbing head I hear a click and a squeek as the door opens. it is a man, around 6' 10" hes shorter than the ones on the outskirts of the settlement but he was still a head taller than I am. he looked around glacing left and right then lifts his hand up. a soft cyan blue light collected in his fingers and trailed down into his palms swirling like a vortex till it was a spinning ball of blue light. occasional sparks of blue looking electricity bounced betwen his fingers and the ball. he then gently tosses the ball up and it starts slowly flying around the room. the once dark room takes on a light blue tone as the man walks in holding a wooden chair and sits it down and very causally takes a seat. he looked to be in his late 20's and he had very calm looking eyes a scruffy beard and small dark bags under his eyes like he had stayed up for a week doing something. I look past him into the hallway seeing a few much taller guards waiting nearby. the man who created the Cyan light spoke slowly "Can you understand me?" I look at him. a light nod tilting my head to the side slightly. the man gets a lost look in his eyes and then suddenly says "how bout now. do you still understand me?" Slightly more irritated I nod again. i furrow my eyebrows and ask "Yeah, and so what?" the man scratches his scruffy beard. with an even more exited look in his eyes "Fascinating, um one second -- heow eboutt Neow?" I nod this time a bit confused rather than frustrated. it sounded like really broken English but i could still understand it. He looks at me mystified and then starts speaking. "your eyes hold inteligence and you can understand every language I have spoken so far. so i shall speak plainy. What are you, I have not seen any species like you. you look like the civilians but can be thrown around a pack of Raxes for an hour and come up unscathed. even the best of our sentinels cannot do so even with Light barricades....." he rambled on and on after the initial question i was going to answer but since they didnt seem to understand i didnt see the point. instead of focusing on the meaning of the words I started focusing on the words.
The more i payed attention the more I noticed the words didnt sound english. or like any language I had heard before. it was interesting that i could just turn off and on my comprehention of his language but it didnt help me at the moment. I closed my eyes and started testing his language sounds in my head and thought of the meaning of them. after awhile it kinda clicked how to reverse comprehention of langage. when i wanted to speak i think of the words in their langage and just say whatever sounds popped out. kinda hopeing for the best when i say something but itll hold me off until I learn how to speak the language fluently. i then softly say "quiet please" it was foreign to move my mouth in the pattern and the accent seemed a bit off but it came out sounding english to me so whatever works. the man that was chatting up a storm something about native species of the planet and light particles and something else that i wasnt really paying attention to. He stops talking abrubtly stairing at me "did you say something just now?" I nod sofly with my eyes closed "could you please stop talking, my head is still pounding from getting my face smashed in" i peek an eye open and he looks slightly offended then suddenly he looks excited "so you can feel the pain of the damage done to you but don't actually receive the damage. facinating. and he seemes to have just picked up the language how curious" he then calls over his shoulders loudly much to my pounding head displeasure "I must experiment can one of you two send a request to the Sentinel leader for permission to take him out of the cell and bring him to underground lab 3 please" he promptly gets up and leaves. the gentle cyan light slowly dims as the tapping of his shoes are heard down the hall. I rub my face with my hands and groan and inwardly think. well this is going to be a pain. all the while hearing him chatter away to no one in particular.
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