Chapter 4 found something

apartment project - went to the kitchen and opened what looked like a refrigerator, judging by the cold wind blowing in my direction, which made me tremble even more. He found something, could it be meat? While I continued to cry, the monster seemed more concerned with finding something to eat. How could anyone even feel hungry in a situation like that? We were there, trapped against our will, at least against my own, and I just wanted to escape. I looked back at the communicator, until I reached out with a trembling hand, touching the metal container and pulling it towards me.

It was amazing how the small metal plates took root in my throat, almost as if they were nerves going to my vocal cords. "This must be poisoned," I said, surprised by the way my voice came out, it was almost as if I were inside an aquarium. I could still hear myself, but my voice sounded strange and distorted. "Poisoned?" He turned to me and took a big bite of the raw meat! My stomach instantly churned. I had even eaten raw fish in oriental food, but red, bleeding meat seemed like something from a savage and was very disgusting. Not to mention the worms... The creature laughed and caught my attention even more. - If the Colonists were going to kill us, they certainly wouldn't do it by poisoning our meat. They want us alive, at least for now, so they're going to feed us. - He raised the bitten piece of steak toward me. - Do you want it? I shook my head. - Disgusting. He shrugged and went back to eating. - I don't want to be here. I didn't agree to any of this! Take me back! He growled again, gritting his teeth and turning to me. - Stop yelling, or I'll put you to sleep. I swallowed hard. I didn't imagine he would do it in a gentle or peaceful way. - Do you think I wanted to be here, creature? - His teeth were still clenched and he was in a very offensive posture. I couldn't believe I was talking to a two-meter tall red monster. I must be dreaming, it didn't make sense, it was too strange and scary. I didn't know if I should trust him, my hair standing on end and the feeling of dread he caused in me told me not to, but some other part whispered that we were on the same side, prisoners of the Colonizers. - The Pact came to the prison where I was and offered me a deal to get me off death row, to participate in this Colonizers' program, but I didn't agree. I didn't sign anything and I didn't want to be here. They have to listen to me and take me back. The creature licked its long, sharp-nailed fingers and began to laugh in a way that took me by surprise. I was still scared to death, but I was curious. - Why are you laughing? - Besides being fragile, you're very naive. I imagine your race is very young, because they wouldn't survive long with or without the Colonizers' invasion. - Naive? Why are you saying that? - Do you think they care about your will? - Then why did they offer me a deal? - Isn't it obvious? I shook my head. "It would be easier to do this bizarre experiment if you agreed, but they would do it anyway." "I don't... No..." I took a few steps back, looking at him and feeling terrified again, as well as a desperate urge to run. "If you start crying again, I'll hit you before their shockwaves reach me." I swallowed my tears, the promises seemed true. "Your whining only gives me a headache and won't get us out of here." "How are we going to get out?" "I don't know yet." "But..." "Shi!" With his long fingers, he pointed to something in a corner of the room; it seemed to be a camera and it certainly had a wide view of the entire room. I was on some kind of bizarre reality show being broadcast to aliens somewhere on Earth or even in space. "We're not going to get out of here." "For a monster, you give up too easily." "Monster?" he roared again. "Watch your mouth." - Wh... what are you? - I stammered. If my crying wasn't going to solve anything, it was better that I knew who I was living with. Until a little over two years ago, I didn't even know about the existence of the Colonizers or any aliens, but apparently there were others, several others, who, just like us, were facing the invasion. - I'm a Vartaxno. My planet is called Vartax. - I think I would be an Earthling. - You think? - He raised one of his thick eyebrows. - I don't usually introduce myself to creatures from other planets. - It seems that your civilization is quite outdated. - Outdated? - It seemed that, besides scaring me, he was also capable of offending me. - Yours also ended up in the hands of the Colonizers. - I failed... I don't know how, but I managed to hit him, the scary monster seemed to retreat and lowered his head, feeling clearly guilty. - Failed? - I wanted to know more. - With my people. - Do you think you alone should have done something against the Colonizers? - It was my responsibility. - Responsibility? How can you feel responsible for that? - But I am... - All that's left is to tell me that you were part of the government. - I am the government. Or were you... - What? - Never mind... - he grumbled. - No! What happened? - Do you really want to know? - He crossed his arms, which were bigger than my thighs, and frowned. I pulled out one of the chairs and sat down in it while I stared at him. - We don't have many options of what to do anyway. Was I still afraid? It was obvious! When he pulled out the seat in front of me, my hair stood on end, and I felt an uncomfortable chill. However, just thinking about crying again, I heard his threats and held myself back. On top of all that, I couldn't deny the growing curiosity in me. When else will you be able to have a conversation like this with a guy from another planet? Another planet? I swallowed hard once more. I crossed my arms and pinched myself just to make sure I wasn't dreaming. It's real! Shit! I'm going to die! I almost started crying again, but the vartaxno started telling his story, capturing my attention. Chapter 8 I didn't like remembering what had happened since the Colonizers arrived, but my humiliation didn't change the events that had occurred that sentenced me to be in that place with an Earthling. "I was a prince of my people until the Colonizers arrived and killed my father." "So you became king?" She was a fragile, scared, and very curious little thing. I shook my head. "I abdicated for my sister to be a warrior. I went to the front lines in an attempt to expel the Colonizers from my planet along with the other nations..." my voice trailed off, but she wasn't satisfied. "And what happened?" "I stopped there. She fell silent and cringed when she realized why I had said I had failed. "I'm sorry..." "You have your own situation to regret," she said in a rude, even more irritated tone. I didn't want that fragile, useless thing looking at me with pity. I hadn't become a warrior to receive such treatment. "And..." It was her turn to lower her head and retreat. "I was going to die by the end of the week. I think it would have been better that way." "Do people in your race die young?" I didn't want to be seduced by curiosity, but on one point she was right. Trapped there, there wasn't much we could do. "No..." She shook her head. "I was sentenced to death." "What did a little thing like you do to end up like this?" "Little thing?" She raised an eyebrow, bothered by the way I referred to her.