Yay! Part two of my story is out. I have it quick because this was ordinal going to chapter one, but I thought it would better to have an introduction. Hope you enjoy it!
Secrets in the Hall
Yeyinde could feel himself coming to. His headswung whoozily on his neck as his muscles trying to remember how they work. The sharp pain in his head reminded him of his alien encounter. He recalled all the sounds, his clan's screams, the glass door shattering, and his father's screams as he lay on the floor bleeding to death. But he especially remembered the human's welcome. He could feel the rage burning deep inside. No longer did he wish to hunt for the sport, but for revenge.
"Maybe it was all a dream" He thought "It had to be, no creature alive could overpower a yautja ship."
He opened his heavy eye lids expecting so see his father's proud face looking back. Instead he found painful reality. He had been captured by the humans. He was in a small room. He's lazy eyes drift across the bare walls and then the floor. With his infrared vision he could see red hot foot prints on the cool tile floor.
"Human foot prints! Now is my chance to get revenge for my father, for my clan."
Yeyinde tried to take a foot step forward, but something stopped him. His arms and legs were shackled in strange rectangular boxes that were attached to the ceiling and floor.
"Ha! These humans think these primitive shackles can hold a Yautja!"
Yeyinde muscles bulged. He thrust his huge arms forward, freeing them from the shackles. He lifted his powerful legs easily freeing them as well.
Suddenly the monotone buzz of the alarm echoed in the room. Yeyinde searched frantically for a way out of his cell. Then he remembered the foot prints he saw earlier. His eyes dropped to the cool tile floor. There they were, the hot foot prints; they had greatly faded, but were still detectable. He followed them to the wall. His hands searched frantically for some kind of door knob.
"Well if I can't find a way out, I'll make one"
Yeyinde tried to accesses his plasma gun, but it wasn't there. He reached for his spear, but it was also missing.
"Those dirty little humans took my weapons! Well I don't need them to get of here."
Yeyinde took a deep breath and charged at the wall. His rock hard muscles meet the cool steel of the wall, leaving a large dent.
"One more should do it"
Yeyinde took another deep breath and charged at the steel wall. The wall finally gave under his strength. He found himself in a long slender hallway. So slender he could barley move. He also had to bend over a bit due to the 6 foot tall ceiling.
"Ugh, how small are these creatures?"
Yeyinde followed the hallway bumping his head every now and then. The alarm's annoying buzzing getting on his last nerve. Finally the hallway opened up into a larger set of hallways. Yeyinde sighed with relief. He really had no idea which way to go. He just selected the right path at each fork in the hall. He had to end up some were, right?
After a while of wondering, Yeyinde leaned his heavy body against the wall. The cool steel stung his hot body. He dropped to the floor and sat Indian style. He ran his strong hand through his dreadlocks. The alarms had stopped a while ago, but he could still hear the ringing in his head. Yeyinde heaved a heavy sigh and rose back to his feet.
Suddenly he heard the clip-clop of foot prints echoing down the steel hallways. Yeyinde had to act fast! He leaped on the ceiling digging his huge claws in the steel. Luckily for him, stealth was his best quality. He remembered all the time he and his father spent in training. His thoughts were interrupted by two humans rushing down the hall.
One was bold with a pair of thick classes; they other had a little too much hair. He had a moustache, side burns and a long beard.
Suddenly the bold human's walkie-talkies started to ring. They both stopped under Yeyinde. Yeyinde could feel his heart race. His helmet picked up the conversation with the walkie-talkie and the human.
"No Dr. Penazell, we have not located #16490 yet."
"Well find it! It is very important to my research that he does not get loose in the city" a scratchy voice replied from the walkie-talkie.
"Yes Dr. Penazell, we will not let it leave the facility."
The bold man hooked the walkie-talkie back to his pants, and the two men continued up the hall. When they were out of sight, Yeyinde jumped from the ceiling, twisting in midway in the air, landing on the floor like a cat. He gave his neck a crack and continued in the opposite direction of the humans. As he raced up the hall questions popped in his head.
"Am I this #1649? Who is Dr. Penazell? What is this research, and how am I involved."
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Sorry it was kind of short. If there is ANYTHING I can inprove on please tell!
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