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Chapter 3:

Alterations

Okay... So my life on the stupid spaceship was improving. I could take care of all my needs now. I was intent on making everything around me better. I didn't want to die without living... When I was on Earth, I was very compassionate. Have you ever thought about how hard it would be to live like an Ant?

It would be quite arduous. Working day-in and day-out, constantly doing the same thing. Then when you have finally finished, what a burden it would be to have a human squash your newly complete home. Perhaps it was an act of nature, a flood would be a few neatly gathered raindrops. Thinking about life as any other being than an human, is extremely intricate.

Why is it so complicated you ask? Well, being the humans that we are, we forget important details, and we never can see all sides of the story. For instance, if you and your mother get into a major disagreement, and you leave home, and move over an hour drive from your former house for the sole fact of getting away from your mother, many lives are changed. A bystander might see you and your mother's point of view on the matter, but they won't even think for a moment about the countless people that will be effected by your moving. Your father, he may get into a fight with your mother also, but it will be about how she forced you to leave. Your siblings, what did they do to deserve the loss of tranquility at home? Your friends, what do they think of you choosing this path?

It's utterly impossible to understand all points of view. The mere ten percent we use of our brain is incapable of sustaining such thought. Where did I come up with all these explanations? Let's just say I had a massive amount of free time.

Is it my fault that Amarao was beginning to bore me, and the white was no longer a threat? I stopped having dreams, good, bad, and otherwise. I was starting to get used to the schedule they had laid out for us. Eat. Sleep. Eat. Sleep. Pretty simple, huh?

Pretty simple, and pretty boring. I don't know what they were planing, but it included traveling far away from the moon. I probably shouldn't say that though, there were still moons around, just not my moon. I knew that because of the window in the washroom. Space was changing everyday, and at the time, I wondered why I couldn't just stay on my moon.

I had asked Amarao about the celestial being that had caused me to feel the absolute emotion of nothing. I was growing weary of the truth behind my capture, and I wanted to know who the wonderful alien, with the brilliant ruby eyes was. He told me that he had never met him, but from my description of him, he said it sounded like someone he had heard of. All he knew was his name, Atomsk, and he only knew that because one of the superiors on the ship was a female human. He told me that she could communicate with the aliens, and with humans.

He said she wasn't cruel, but she wasn't nice either. One of the kind of people that are impossible to read. For some unexplainable reason, I had an incredible urge to meet this woman... It might have been the boredom dwelling in my brain at the time, but I needed to get out of the spaceship. I wished to be set free, and to go to see the human woman.

I can never settle for anything. Why did I have to get that idiotic thought in my head? It seemed that whatever I wished for, during the time period when I was in the white room, came true. Not completely true... But maybe I should have been more specific in my wishes, like mention i don't want anything bad to happen....

Yup! That was my biggest problem. If only I could have been a normal child. I was no longer in fear of the food, I had mastered my phobias, and I was beginning to plan out a rebellion. How the hell was I supposed to get out of this damn white room?! I had no idea one so ever.

It was driving crazy. I had too much energy, and no where to burn it off. Until I started running laps around the whole room. Around and around she goes, where she stops, nobody knows...

That got boring after a while too. Especially because of the after effect of my running around like a spaz. They only gave us enough water to stop us from dehydrating. Jogging makes you sweat, and that means you lose water, in order to keep you're body cool. Thus, you need more water to survive on.

They didn't give me any extra water, and they didn't even seem to notice how exhausted I was making myself. At least it was something to do. If it killed me, well, I didn't care for my life very much anyway. The thought of what they were going to do with me kept looming in my head. Bouncing, and echoing off the walls, so I thought about it repeatedly. When I asked Amarao, he looked annoyed by my interrogation, and just shrugged his shoulders.

Before, when I said that Amarao was relaxed, and I wanted to be like him, I was wrong. Because, now, I was relaxed, and it for a lack of better words; it sucked. I wasn't worried about anything. My mind was blank as a page in an unopened journal.

How many seconds have I been here? How many minutes? How many hours? How many days? And the most important question; How much longer will I be here?

I didn't think there was a definite answer. But, you know how I said all my wishes came true, in one way or another? Well... It did. Was it for the better? I will never know.

It was just like any other time. I was eating, and Amarao was hauling logs in the corner, when I heard a loud blast in the distance. I immediately jolted into the bathroom, to see out the window. All I could see, for miles, was a blinding red light, and a blue one following that.

Explosions in every which direction. It took me much too long to realize the ship was being attacked. But, by whom? And then... It happened.

In a dazzling, blinding flash, he appeared. Atomsk. He was alone, and I couldn't move. There were other aliens too. They were shooting at him, but the blazing blue shots, bounced right off him, or rather, his aura of power that surrounded him.

"Woah..." I remember uttering lifelessly under my breath. For some reason, I wasn't scared, and the ecstasy that I felt before, came back. I was so entranced, I didn't even hear my own voice.

"Raharu!! Raharu!! Hey!!!" A muffled voice batted at my eardrums. I was still paralyzed. Then Amarao grabbed my wrist, and yanked on it hard, attempting to pull me out the door of the bathroom. "It's not safe in here!! The pirates are rebelling against their king!!"

"Huh?" I mumbled, and then staggered out the door in a clumsy manner. The mention of the beings that had haunted my dreams for years, snapped me awake easily. Pirates? Space pirates? No way... And they were rebelling against their king.

"Hurry up!! We have to escape! It's out only hope!!" Amarao continued to drag me across the room, we were heading toward a hole. Wait! A hole? A hole in the wall?!!

"King? A pirate king?" I inquired, stumbling as we ran through the hole.

"Yeah, didn't I tell you?!" he yelled, obviously frustrated by my state of mind. "Atomsk is the pirate king! He's has enough N.O to steal whole star systems!

"N.O?" I queried again, and he just tugged on my arm harder, and we sprinted together, down the silver hallways of the ship, everything was made of metal, or glass. I could see my reflection in every wall. Where were we going?

"It's a long story! There's no time to explain right now!" He barely had enough time to finish his sentence, then BOOM!!! BASH!!! CLUNK! CLUNK! SPLAT!

The ceiling clasped onto us. A huge chunk of tile slammed right over my head. Knocking me out, senseless. I didn't see Amarao again, for a long time.

It's a really eerie feeling when you faint... It's like you fall asleep, but so quickly, that you don't have enough time to wake back up before you fall unconscious. I wonder if you can have a dream when you faint, or if that would be classified as a coma... It doesn't really matter, because my mind, has a mind of his own, and doesn't follow anyone's rules.

So I had a dream. I was a shooting star. Maybe the same one that I saw before. I don't know if I was the shooting star, or if I was on the shooting star... But whatever, after zooming for space for light-years, I finally reached my destination.

My home.

My paradise.

My eden.

My moon...

She'll be waking up soon... But where will she be? Why don't you take a guess?!

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