I thank Tigerblossom for reviewing and placing my story in their favorites, I feel loved. This chapter is probably going to be short because I took a nap and went out most of the day and I type really slow. DAMN MY SLOWNESS!

Humans

62 thought about darting towards the door, but was frozen in the same spot with a stupid expression stuck on his face. His legs wouldn't move. His hands burned as he buried his claws in the seat from beneath his gloves, teeth grinding uncontrollably and he had a strange feeling. He hated the humans so much, but he also found them scary. It was fear. (Yeah 62 is so mentally scarred, that he's defective)

The male human had gotten off a type of communication device. Then the human looked at him, like he was a complete waste of his time, "alright son. Come with us, we're going somewhere.

"Shouldn't we get his name?" the female asked, placing a strange black hat baring the same looking piece of metal attached to their shirts on her head.

"Forget about it. The kid couldn't even say a single proper word. What makes you think that he would tell us his name or know what it is? The male said, placing a similar hat on.

The female sighed, and faced him, "Alright come with us."

62 didn't budge even an inch. He was stuck; a bead of burning liquid ran down his face, his legs gone limp and eyes twitching nervously beneath his shades.

The male tossed his hands up in the air with annoyance, "ok, just pick him up and let's just go to the hover car!"

The female human approached him and grabbed him without a word.

"Sheesh! You're really light for your size," the female said in an astonished voice.

He wanted to struggle. How dare this human place her filthy hands on him? He was frightened but he also wanted to kill these humans for ever touching him. On the way out of the building he spotted, a strange pair of high-tech looking goggles. 62 grinned evilly and swiped them with a PAK leg from the desk, when they passed by.

The humans didn't seem to notice. He smiled in triumph. Ha! Take that stupid humans. I just stole your precious equipment!

He was brought outside and placed in the back of the hover car the humans mentioned. The two humans moved to the front and started driving, having little conversations amongst themselves.

It was dark outside and the building he was in wasn't really that big, but it also looked nothing like the one he was in earlier. He found it interesting to look out the window though. Everything was first surrounded with trees and a few human structures. But soon the landscape changed into an every more terrifying one. More and more human structures appeared and soon there was nothing but them, and more hover cars began driving by. There were humans walking everywhere he looked and tons of unfamiliar noises.

He was horrified by how many humans there were. He wasn't going to make it. How was he supposed to get away with anything, if he was surrounded by nothing but humans?

2 hours of driving...

His antennae flattened against his head from beneath his hood, when they stopped. They were in front of a human structure similar to the one he'd broken in.

"Ok, we're here," the male human said to his partner, grabbing his keys.

She raised her brow and looked at him with a worried expression, "are you sure foster care is the right decision?"

The male human groaned, "Just get the kid out. The sooner we do this, the better."

62 was confused when they stopped in front of the structure. He was expecting foster care to be a huge facility that had a bunch of torturous humans wearing white lab coats. But maybe it was a trap and was made to deceive him.

The two humans got him out of the hover car. He found he could walk and that it was entirely futile to try to escape. The two humans were slightly shocked, but shrugged afterward and lead him to the structure.

The humans pushed something that made a strange "ringing" sound, that was too high pitched for his liking. This was worst then he could ever imagine, and any minute now a bunch of humans with lab coats would be coming, to drag him into their horrid facility.

The door opened and he was surprised to see a middle aged female wearing a black shirt and pants. She had long brown hair with gleaming green eyes and she seemed excited.

The male human cleared his throat, "Are you Mrs. Ann Felton?"

"Yes, is that him? My god, he is green! And I think he's missing a nose, do you think he'll be ok," Ann asked, worried.

"Um, he seems ok," the female said, not sure if it was a right answer, because she also never seen someone walking around alive without a nose.

Ann seemed to have calmed down, and smiled, "Ok, well come on in."

The two humans took their hats off and walked in with him following. This Ann human was strange and at the same time creepy, he shuddered.

He spotted another older male with short brown hair and green eyes sitting on a chair, playing with a device in his hands that controlled another human trapped in a monitor, with tons of explosions. He grinned in excitement antennae perking up under his hoodie from the violence, and wondered why they would want to control their own kind. He obviously didn't care, he wanted to control a human and kill it.

"Mike! Turn that thing off. The foster kid is here," Ann hissed at the teenager, hands around her hips.

"UH, WHAT IS IT MOM? It's just a retarded and horribly deformed… little kid!" Mike yelled, glaring at his mom with his green eyes hard.

62 felt his muscles tense up, antennas flattened beneath his hood and began growing hot with rage with the mention of the word retarded again and he didn't know what deformed meant, but it sounded like an insult too. He gritted his teeth to try to calm down, so that his PAK legs wouldn't end up piecing that asshole Mike human's heart.

Ann growled at him and gave him a long hard stare.

Mike rolled his eyes and looked at him in disgust, "FINE mom! Hello freak."

"MIKE!" Ann yelled furious and turned to them, blushing in embarrassment. "I'm sorry about my son, he's you know."

The two authorities exchanged glances, "that's fine, we understand. Is there any questions before we leave?"

"Yes, what's his name?" Ann asked, recovering from embarrassment.

"We don't really know, you'll have to come up with something," the female said.

"Do you know how old he is?" she asked.

"No," the male said.

The humans began having a conversation, with Ann asking millions of annoying questions about him.

He didn't get these humans. One minute they were torturing, insulting and grabbing him. Then next this human starts talking in this strange soft voice and gives him these worried looks. It hurt his head trying to understand humans. He hated them for their confusing humanness.

The two authorities both nodded and shook hands with the Ann human, then left.

The Ann human faced him and looked at him curiously, "Hi, my name is Ann Felton and I'm going to be your foster mom!"

She smiled, eyes gleaming happily.

He screamed and literally ran around the house insanely from her "creepiness." Who is this human and why is it acting like that?

Mike continued playing his game and muttered," Dumbass."

OMG, he's freaking out because he never met a nice person. LOL, well soon it won't be like that forever. Review Please!

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