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d rewound the software back to a few weeks ago. I let it play, and I saw everything.
How she’d been lured into the forest by that woman. How the aliens had seemingly appeared out of nowhere after they captured her in a rope trap. After I watched it all, I sat back in disbelief.
So, they had taken her after all. And the fuckers had some sort of camouflage skin too. Odd. None of us had known that before.
I ran my fingers through my blonde hair in frustration. I had no idea where they went together, only that they had cuffed her and wandered off into the trees, with my sister and the other human in tow. Without some kind of direct connection to the Vakarrans, I had zero chance of finding out where she was now, especially if they took her off Earth and somewhere else.
I chewed my lip.
What should I do now?
I looked around, seeing a weapon by the doorway. It was some sort of gun. When a dinging noise began beeping intermittently, I turned back toward the screen and realized she’d left some of her traps she was so proud of still active. I opened up her data files, learning about what each one did until the sun fell beneath the treetops and darkness descended around me.
After a while longer, I finally called it a night and curled up on a small cot she had set up at the back of the room. I dreamed of all the various ways I could kill the Vakarrans who took my sister.
When I awoke the next morning, the dinging sound was going wild. I rushed over to sit down and see what was going on, only to see something that I hadn’t expected. It was a lone Vakarran soldier. All alone. Tempting me.
I noticed he was treading dangerously close to one of Kira’s traps.
My mind started with race with the possibilities of it. What if I could capture him? What if I could use him? Force him to give me information on my sister. Make him tell me where she was now before I killed him too.
Could I kill him? I’d never killed anyone before. I pressed my teeth together in determination. I knew I had no choice. I would have to kill him eventually. I had no choice. Once he knew I existed, he couldn’t be allowed to survive another day.
Kira’s trap was a steel door pod that opened up into a hole underneath the ground. This particular one had the option to have spikes protrude from the bottom, so that the victim would be killed instantly from the power of falling on them. I turned that part of it off, for now. I just wanted to capture him for a little while.
He was wearing black combat gear, heavy-looking black boots, and only had a knife on his waist. No gun. I grinned at the prospect. He wouldn’t be able to shoot me. A very important fact. He had dark hair and ram-like horns protruding from either side of his skull, like most Vakarrans did. I couldn’t see his eyes, but I knew what they looked like, copper with a black outline. Chilling, really.
He wandered closer to the trap and then closer still. I placed my fingers on the keyboard, activating the capture functions of the pod.
Time seemed to slow as he walked on top of the steel doors. When he approached the exact center, the trigger initiated, and the door swept open. He went down like a rock. Perfection.
I squealed with success. Thank you, Kira, for setting up such a fantastic tool. Before I ran out into the trees, I made sure to check the surrounding area for any other aliens. I found nothing. It was safe to venture out. I looked around Kira’s command center and found some rope, some old-school metal handcuffs, and a few other devices and took them all. Next, I grabbed the gun by the door and set out, aiming to make it to the captured Vakarran as quickly as I could. Within ten minutes, I saw the trap and slowly approached the edge, looking down about ten feet to see him staring up at me.
“Who are you,” he spat, glaring at me.
“Your captor, it seems,” I started, smirking at my success. The walls of the pod were smooth, slick, and oiled so that whoever was inside would have difficulty climbing out. To me anyway, it looked impossible. He seemed to have come to a similar conclusion as well.
I began to feel more confident. This was going to work.
I took a moment to study him further, noticing that he looked younger than the other Vakarrans I’d seen. He also looked pretty pissed, if not a bit nervous. I sat down on the edge of the pod, crossing my legs over one another.
“What’s your name, Vakarran?” I asked, keeping my tone strong and sure.
“Davon,” he responded warily.
“Nice to meet you, Davon. I’m Alaina,” I replied.
“Where’s your Vakarran master? I’m one hundred percent certain he wouldn’t approve of this kind of nonsense. I’ll make sure to tell him to take a belt to your ass and to get back to training you the right way. If anything, he should be reported for just allowing you to wear clothes. It’s fucking disrespectful,” he said angrily, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“I don’t have a master. I’m a free human, unlike you right now, dumbass.”
“What the fuck do you mean? You can’t be free. It’s against the law,” he glared. His fingers tightened into fists. I was glad he was down there. I’m afraid what he would do if he was in my immediate vicinity.
He placed his hands on his belt. His copper eyes smoldered red.
“I do what I want, thank you,” I said.
“The fuck you will. The moment I get my hands on you, I’m going to punish you, good and fucking hard,” he growled.
