Chapter 2 body shook

captured members of my people. I roared, bathing my blood in adrenaline to continue fighting. I was thirsty and hungry. I couldn't remember the last time I had eaten, but I couldn't let that get in the way of my freedom. I kicked one of them, hitting him square in the chest and sending two others falling to the ground. when they were hit by the first one. From my field of vision, I saw one of my kidnappers try to hit me with the bat, but I grabbed it and used it against him, knocking him out.

I looked around and everyone seemed to be defeated, however, before I As I set out to free my people, I felt a jolt in my back. My entire body shook with a shockwave until my legs gave out, causing me to fall to my knees and everything went dark. Was I dead? It would have been better this way. Chapter 3 You don't deserve to die... My lawyer's speech snaked through my mind like the annoying buzzing of a mosquito on a summer day. It was something irritating, that bothered me and didn't let me sleep. That was a of the last nights I would have of life and the fairest thing would be that I could rest a little, or not, after all I would soon find my eternal rest. The motivation that had led me to do what I did did not matter, my punishment was that, it fit for me to accept. That was probably the right thing to do, after all, it was the decision of a judge and a jury who saw me as a cruel murderer; all the lives I had saved were irrelevant. Nothing mattered but my crime. ... Maristela somehow seemed to see the Pact's proposal as a second chance for me. However, it was impossible to expect anything good from the Colonizers. Why would surrendering to the enemy who had decimated two-thirds of my people be better than accepting lethal injection at the end of the week? Quick, painless... This would be my end, and who knows, maybe I would be lucky and not live to witness the horrors that the Colonizers would still do on Earth. There was no chance of me accepting that proposal except for the fact that, deep down, I didn't want to die. I still wondered if I would have acted the same way knowing that the consequence would be that, however, still, it seemed difficult to make a different decision, since I had made a promise... - Inmate? - I was startled when one of the guards appeared at the door of my cell and made me jump out of bed. - What happened? - The representatives of the Covenant are here. - But already? He just nodded, but my question was foolish, since I didn't know exactly what time it was and I didn't usually care. The jailer nodded. - Where is Maristela? - I don't know. - But... - My orders are only to take you to the visiting room. - He held the handcuffs and stood up towards me. - Hands where I can see them. I held up my wrists facing up and the jailer He entered the cell. Then he handcuffed me and motioned me down the hall to the same room as always, where the three henchmen were waiting for me. I couldn't understand how any of us could join them, regardless of the reason. "Where Where is Maristela? - I asked, looking at them before I was even arrested at the table like the criminal they considered me. None of them said anything, as if the presence of my lawyer was insignificant. - It doesn't matter! I'm not going to... - my My sentence was cut off before I could even say that I disagreed. I would rather die at the hands of humans for something that the law considered a crime than subject myself to the Colonizers' experiments. But they never cared, thinking that I had a choice was a mere illusion. First I felt the pain of something piercing my back, then a jolt of shock swept through me, and finally everything went black. Chapter 4 My temples throbbed as if I had taken the worst beating ever. Which might have been true considering the what had happened. Am I dead? My mind was filled with questions as I struggled to open my eyes. I never imagined that in the other world I could feel so much pain. On my planet there were different definitions of life and death, beliefs changed with the people , in none of them did I think there would be so much pain and misunderstanding. When my eyes finally opened, I saw a strange environment, different from the one I was used to. The high, earth-colored walls of the buildings in my world were replaced by something metallic, gray and oppressive, similar to the Settlers' ships. When I remembered them, I jumped out of bed and forced myself to see better, seeing the distorted and blurry environment take more and more shape. The place, a room with a bed in the center and nothing else, just a door that I didn't know where it led to. However, before I explored the place, I came across a body next to me. I turned around and noticed I realized better that it wasn't someone from my planet, nor was it a Colonizer. Just a set of upper and lower limbs, long hair, in a tone between copper and clay, and skin... The covering of the creature's body was What caught my attention the most was something between yellowish and light orange, although pinkish in some parts. When I reached out and touched it, I realized it was incredibly fragile, like a fiber that was easy to break. What was this creature? It was I was about to reach up and touch her face when she opened her eyes and I jumped into a defensive position, grabbing her neck. I growled, baring my fangs, and she screamed. Chapter 5 I knew that dying in the sentence given by the humans would have been better. This certainty hit me hard when I opened my eyes and saw a red hand approaching my face. RED! I'm already dead! I'm sure this is Hell. The devil has come to greet me personally. I opened my mouth, ready to scream, but my cry was strangled as thick, rough hands wrapped around my neck. I tried to make several sounds, but none escaped my mouth as my airway was obstructed by the force of those strong fingers. Help! I didn't know it was possible die twice, but at that moment that was what my mind led me to believe would happen. I grabbed his wrist, trying to push him away as my legs shook in an uneven struggle. I didn't have the size, much less the strength, of creature that was on top of me. I don't know what hit it, or where it came from, but the creature trembled on top of me and fell on my body; it dropped all its weight, but let go of my neck. I breathed in such desperation, as if all the air in the world had been removed from my lungs. However, this was far from my greatest challenge, as I needed to get that mountain of muscles and bones off of me. It's real... It's palpable... It looks like a fucking demon. When I finally managed to push that thing aside, I was able to better notice something that looked masculine, a male when we're talking about animals. Only he