Chapter 1 ... It wasn't unlikely

were tied to the table. Dying quickly by lethal injection seemed like a bad idea. much less cruel than becoming a lab rat for the Colonizers. - Listen to what she has to say... - Maristela patted my shoulder. That lawyer must have hit her head and lost her senses to even consider that as a option. Maybe the colonizers brainwashed her too... It wasn't unlikely considering everything they'd done since they took over the Earth. The invaders were much more powerful than us, in terms of weapons and technology. The United States government and the rest of the world even tried to fight.

At no other time in history have the Russians and Americans worked in such a coordinated manner. Yet they failed, and nearly every soldier in the world's armies was killed. The population of the Earth had been reduced by a third in a year until we accepted that there was no choice but to submit. Even though all this chaos was happening around us, I would still be sacrificed by my own people, but in the eyes of the people and especially the jury , what I had done was unforgivable and, perhaps, they were right... - It won't happen - I insisted. - Let them kill me, I won't serve the colonizers. - Camila, please, you don't deserve to be executed - said the lawyer. - The jury thinks otherwise, that's why I'm here. They're not wrong, Maristela. I killed someone. - It's more like an act of mercy - he reminded me. - It doesn't matter. - I shrugged. If I Did I feel guilty about what I had done? Well, it was hard to say, because under the same circumstances, I was sure I would do it again. I had no regrets, and for that I deserved to die. "Listen, Miss Russo," said the Covenant representative. . - You could die in a few days or be part of something much bigger than any of us. - I can't do anything related to the colonizers - I emphasized once more. - Tell her what it is and we promise to think about it - Maristela said over my speech as if he had any decision-making power there, however, certainly, there was nothing that would make me change my mind. - The main objective of the colonizers is life, contrary to what many people say out there... Nonsense! - The Colonizers' program, which I have kindly nicknamed "Intergalactic Babies," aims to promote interspecies procreation and the emergence of new races. It tests compatibility and creates new beings based on the dominant races of the planets where they are located. colonizers reside. - Are they going to use my DNA with that of another alien? - More or less. - No way! - I jumped and the rebound effect of the handcuffs pulled me back, leaving my wrists sore. - You can think of the possibilities... - I won't think about anything - I objected once more. - She will think about it, yes - Maristela insisted, and I turned to her with a roar. - You have until tomorrow at noon. - The woman stood up. full of grandeur and walked to the door, making the other two, who remained silent, follow her. - Otherwise, Justice will continue with the execution. As soon as the door closed, I turned to Maristela. The lawyer who was supposed to have my best interests at heart made me think she wasn't on my side. "What kind of stuff did you smoke to even consider the possibility of making me a guinea pig for the Colonizers? - Don't you realize that this is your only chance? - She gave me a look of indignation, which made me think that the crazy woman really believed that. - Chance? - I was speechless. - You must be very crazy! - If If you don't agree, you'll die in a few days. "If you agree, they'll torture me first," I grumbled. "That's not true." "No? Who can guarantee that?" She stared at me for a few moments, adjusted her hair in a bun and swallowed. dry. He seemed to be carefully measuring what he would say next. "You will not be tortured." "No?" "From what I understand, they test the compatibility of humans with other aliens." "What kind of compatibility?" - Genetics and anatomy. - Ouch! - I screamed, pinching myself. - What are you doing? - Maristela was startled. - This proposal is so crazy that I must be dreaming. - You're not dreaming, Camila. And young and healthy, perfect for the project. - So you're the one who freaked out when you even considered that I would agree to something like that. - And you'd rather die? His question silenced me. Saying yes seemed ridiculously inappropriate, but I couldn't find the right words. - I won't take part in this," I said again when I realized she wouldn't give up easily. "You're a good person, Camila. You don't deserve to die like this." "My grandmother used to say that the road to Hell is paved with good intentions." "And do you believe her?" - I didn't believe in aliens either. - I swallowed hard, still looking at the lawyer, who seemed determined to make me change my mind. Chapter 2 I gathered all the energy I had left in me to escape this prison. My claws spoke as I roared, gathering every spark of my strength in a burst of fury that broke the shackles on my wrists. I was following a I was with three other people of my people when I decided to rebel. A warrior like me never gave up and never surrendered, regardless of the consequences or the strength of the enemy. When the Colonizers arrived at my home, everything happened very quickly, until I was there. Those damned maggots with their slimy skin and three sets of arms had a technological force that could not be stopped even by my physical strength. However, I was sure of one thing: I would only give up when I was dead; as long as there was a spark left inside me. of me, I would keep fighting. As soon as I blew the handcuffs, they came at me. The silver uniforms with reflective helmets they wore made me stare at my own face, sweaty, exhausted, but still determined to protect myself and my people. I raised my arm, using the rest of the handcuff to repel a shot from the gun I was carrying. laser, which melted the remaining metal. Two of them came at me with spears. The teaser on the end of the stun gun seemed to be intended