Trapped
Chapter Two: Dangerous Meetings
I was roughly thrown to the cold metal floor, my legs buckling underneath me. I turned my eyes to see two robotic guards behind me. They stood there, analyzing information given to them about the prisoner. Me.
I slowly stood up.
"Ciron," one said. "Age: 16 revolutions. Gender: Female. Species: Lepidopterran, of the Highest. Home World: Lepidopterra Relations: None."
That meant my parents were dead, I guessed. I had never known my father. And I had no other relatives...
"Sentenced to life on Incarcecon for violations on space-waged war," I laughed a bit as this was said, recalling the incident... "illegal possession of Hetron," Hetron was an explosive chemical, I had gambled it off of someone... "assassination of the Highest Queen on Lepidopterra—numerous other charges, severe of nature..."
What, did they want to remind me of all my past failures?
The room was dark that we were in, so dark, no creature known could see in it. The creators of this complex had made this room to be that way. Not even a Vulpimancer could see anything in here...
A burst of electricity flew through my body, causing me to cry out from pain. I fell back down to the floor.
"Proceed forward," came the metallic voice.
I shakily stood up and did as they commanded.
The hallways began to get lighter. Oh, I so desperately wanted to fly! But I could not. My wings were numbed.
A large metal door opened; it must've been three feet thick. As light poured out from the other side, my vision adjusted.
Hundreds of thousands of aliens were amassed below. I was standing on a balcony, far above, looking down. A hush fell over the aliens and they all looked up, piercing through me like knives.
Bzzt!
Another jolt of electricity seared through me, causing my muscles to react and spring me off the balcony. The large metal door slammed shut.
To my luck, my wings appeared to be working, and I hovered a few feet above the aliens' heads. "What, no one call?" I shouted mockingly.
I scanned the crowd, avoiding eye contact. I saw a Tetramand, and a Pisccis Volann. I saw a Youlan, a Typhind, and I even saw the very rare Galvanic Mechomorph.
A shot was fired from somewhere while I wasn't looking, forcing me to the ground. That's the third time I've been shocked like that today. I don't like that.
I turned, and came face-to-face with the Galvanic Mechomorph. Even though they never show emotion, one can tell... The Mechomorph's eye was glowing a furious red instead of the calming white, and it stood over me.