I don't own WotW. Yall know how it works right? I own Sam and you can't own her unless you ask.
If this is what the Martians could easily do, then that means what my sitter was doing to keep me in line was only a small fraction of their real abilities. The Martians are stronger than a human physically, but they were even stronger mentally.
With that horrible fact in mind, I blacked out.
When I woke up again, the first thing I noticed was that my arm was that my arm was hurting...again! I opened my eyes and saw the evil Martian thing on my arm. I managed a sigh in my sleepy/hurtin form.
"Again?" I mumbled, yawning and rubbing my eyes.
"Yes. And don't you dare struggle. We're not in the mood." I sat up and tugged at the thing. I wasn't trying...it was more like a tiny pull.
"Ya'll still mad about earlier?" I asked. Stupid question. There was a non vocal gurgle coming from the Martians. I don't think they're going to answer.
"It would be nice if you say something." Finally, a Martian answered my obvious question.
"No...ya think. You know, for such an intelllegent being, you guys sure is slow." My Martian sitter said, mimicing what I said to him this morning.
I stood up and tried to pull away. The gripping metal arms held tight. The Martians are heavy.
Speaking of the martians, the giant monsters tightly closed their eyes. Their body/ head...whatever...stared twitching. Their tentacles swayed and struck the ground violently. 1 conclusion: My pulling was hurting them.
"Stop pulling human! Or else!" a Martian said. I just pulled harder. Then...SUCCESS! The device broke and I was free. I felt the arm things let go and I removed the needle. An instinct told me to hide anywhere. I followed whatever my body wanted to do and it led to me climbing up and into the cylinder.
I slid on the floor and walls untill I hit my first obstacle. I struggled to stand up on the tilted floor. Soon I got used to it and needed less effort to keep balance. I also noticed that I'm lighter here than outside. This must be set on Martian gravity. Cool. I wondered the cylinder.
I didn't go far before I heard a faint cooing. I followed the almost mournful sound.
It appears that she's not alone in the cylinder...Anywho, This is probably the last chapter for the day. I got a tight scedule to follow. Write more next time I'm on, or if there's spare time left.