I found out that the seat with a hole in it was called a "toilet". A very strange contraption to rid one of their excrement. I also discovered that the black box in the corner of the room was called a "T.V". It was very interesting and aided in my learning of the common tongue.

It has been 14 nights since I woke up in the "recovery room", as I later found out was called. 14 nights since I discovered that I had crashed onto Earth, a planet which had aged billions of years since I had been put in that pod. I knew I was trapped in the pod for a long time, but this long? I shudder every time i think about it.

Every time I think about the time i've lost, I image what my world looks like now. There would be no trace of my race left on Mercury. Not even a trace of the grand council halls built with such elegance and beauty that even a blind man could recognise it's magnificence. Not even the plants, trees so tall and thick that many built homes and small villages on them. They had leaves bigger than me, used to thatch roofs, roots so deep they penetrated the planet's core- or so my best friend Qiëta had said.

Qiëta was my best friend, she was the same age as me and we done everything together. We explored, danced and laughed with each other. She had such a unique view on the world, she didn't need facts to back up her beliefs. My Papa had drilled into me that facts over ruled myths and stories that had no proof, no evidence. But Qiëta was different. She was like a breath of fresh air, she would challenge society, she believed in the impossible, and I loved that about her. I could always be myself around her, carefree and happy.

Not that I wasn't around my family, but I had expectations to uphold, responsibilities to maintain even at such a young age. I was an Elite, the whole world was watching me, waiting to see who I would grow up to become. It was stressful and sometimes I just wanted to make mistakes without the whole world scrutinising me.

Qiëta was my release. We were always together, even from infants. She was always in my life, but now. . .

I couldn't think about this now. I had bigger problems to deal with. Like how I was hardly ever left alone in this room. Every day someone new came in to observe me, they asked me to do simple puzzles like moving five hoops varied in ascending size onto the thin pole at the other side without placing a larger hoop on top of the other. There was a total of five poles, they called it "The tower of Hanoi". It was pretty boring and so simple. They were testing my intelligence, and honestly I felt more mentally stimulated when papa was teaching me advanced engineering when I was 7.

I was catching a grip on the dialect these "humans" spoke, thanks to Darren who visited twice a day to teach me "English". I have to say that this language is a lot easier to understand than some of the more inter-galactic languages which involve the speaker to click and yell, growl and screech. I always found those quite a tongue twister.

Although I haven't yet mastered English, I had the basics of it. Considering that i'm an Alien, and could potentially scare these humans as they knew very little about me which might cause me to be experimented on physically rather than mentally, I pretended to learn their language at a slower pace. Even for a Mercurian, I am advance in overall intellect. It was something that Papa ensured. I think that it would be dangerous for me, if the humans discovered how fast I was learning. They might feel threatened. It was as best to act compliant.

Like now. A human which goes by the name Gavin had came in this morning and made me balance on one leg for as long as possible while holding a glass of water in each hand. I felt ridiculous, but if this harmless test was what they wanted me to do, then by the Gods I was willing.

Gavin was very tall, in aspects to other humans. He has red hair that seemed to spike out in all directions, coming down past his ears. He wasn't built like the other humans i'd seen in this building, he was more lean and agile. What also set him aside from the others was his lack of uniform. He wore what the humans called "jeans" and a loose grey "shirt".

We had been in this position holding the water for at least 6 minutes, when I had started to wobble. Honestly I was exhausted, my ribs were completely healed by now but my muscles all over my body still ached every time I moved. Gavin had me bend, and twist in so many positions, something he called "yoga". We had to focus on our breathing, breathing in deeply and holding our breath until we released it in short breaths. I actually quite enjoyed this form of exercise.

I also really enjoyed the human's food, although when I first ate I ended up becoming best friends with the toilet. I couldn't hold anything down for a full day. Although I quickly formed a; probably unhealthy, attachment to the brown liquid they called tea. I loved how this warm brew heated up your insides, it always left me feeling content.

Once Gavin left I flopped down on the bed. I was so tired of this routine already. Staring up at the ceiling my mind started to wonder. Once I started thinking about home I immediately stood up and walked over to the mirror beside the toilet. Those were dangerous thoughts and I couldn't allow my self to get emotional right now. There would be another time, just not now.

I still found it strange that I hadn't aged a day in billions of years, I suppose that was why there was only enough resources for the 3 Elites.

I still looked 13, my blue eyes still blue my hair still long and white, it hadn't even grew an inch. I haven't tried to change my hair or eye colour since I woke up, but I crave to change my appearance, if only to see if I can still do it. I don't want to risk the humans catching me on their cameras that I know is hiding all around my room. Pulling a smile, I can see my white, slightly pointed teeth, my dimples which made my face look younger and more innocent.

But i'm not innocent, I've seen more death in my short 13 years than most people see in their life. With a sigh I trotted over to the T.V.

I loved this contraption. I got to see Earth without moving from my room, although I was only limited to nature documentaries. I didn't complain, I loved watching the lion cubs from the Sahara play around. It was their innocence that attracted me to them. So innocent and carefree at such a young age only to grow into a fierce beast when they grow older. A beast, king of the Jungle. It is mesmerising.

I was also getting a grip of the geography of the planet as well, thanks to Darren who teaches me every other evening. Right now I am in Ireland, Northern Ireland to be precise according to the accents the soldiers around me had. I also noticed on a few occasions that the people who came in to observe me had water droplets on their vests and coats, which were also built to contain heat. Thick padded jackets, gloves and mud covered boots that always clicked on the polished white tiles. I also found it strange that the people here greeted each other by commenting on the weather, something I discovered was common with British people. I have yet to be allowed outside, but when my understanding of their language improves I will put in a request.

I got lost again watching a documentary, this one about the venomous snakes found in the Amazon. I was interrupted an hour later by Darren. He came towards me, and kneeled beside me on the bed.

Clearing his throat he said, "Hiya Kyon. How are you this evening? Hmm?"

Simple greetings like these I could understand no problem and I could easily reply with a decent comment too. But I couldn't allow my self to unsettle these humans and make them see me as a threat.

"G-Good" I mumbled.

"Dats' good. Now today we're gonna' do somethin' different. Okay?"

"Yes" I replied, feeling unsure to where this conversation was going.

Taking a deep breath and slowly speaking he said "Right, so due to higher powers we have to transfer you somewhere different, a place where they have a- well, are more specialised in dealing with, ah, children-not-of-this planet." He grumbled, obviously annoyed with something.

I didn't say anything in response as I shouldn't understand half of what Darren said. My expression was blank and unreadable. But on the inside I was freaking out.

Where was I going? How far? Why now? Were they going to experiment on me? Could they tell I was fooling them? Where they going to hurt me? Who was-

"Shield wants you in America Kyon" He mumbled.