Snippet #1920386

Freakofnature

I was lost in thought. You could say that I guess. If you wanted. If I had to be honest, and I guess I should be, I was just…not paying attention. These…twats, were…in a right sense…just that. Twats. Why should I have to pay attention to them? The chances that they would have something productive to say was close to nil, so I just dazed off and didn’t have any reaction to anything for a couple of minutes. It was nice. Peaceful. Kind of. I still had to find a way to sorta entertain myself so my thoughts were a full on jumble of sh…uff like that. Did you check that? It’s like a mix between shiit, and stuff. Shuff. I bobbed my head a bit and chuckled at nothing in particular. Well nothing the others could see that is.

I’m not sure what made me snap out of my daze/doze/hodgepodge thoughts. Wait…that’s a downright lie. I know exactly what snapped me out of my musing. That…damn Deity, it-thing-that-I-didn’t-like-but-gave-me-answers-so-I-didn’t-say-anything-to-piss-it-off-in-case-it-just-shot-fire-out-of-its-finger-and-killed-me. Which he should have done to that girl. Whatever her name was. Twat.

“You are here to play a game,” it began. Well fuck. A game? No, get me out of here! Was all I wanted to scream at it, but I let it continue, “It’s quiet simple. Find the exit. You’ll need all of your weapons, experience, and powers to survive. Work as a team. Survive.”

I snorted and tossed my hair, “Well aren’t you a bright one there,” I muttered to myself, “Of course we’re gonna need to stay together. I ain’t goin’ Jack Jones over here. Screw that.”

“That’s obvious. We’re here as a group and you haven’t told us to kill each other yet,” Poet began to speak, and I nodded in agreement with what she said. For a reason she didn’t piss me off too much, “So you’re assuming we’ll work together really well or tear each other apart from madness.”

I sighed, could that…thing leave so I could go and find shade so I could then rest and see if I could find a way to contact…home. Home. I missed home. I was the only one from…wherever you want to say I am from. If I thought about it, I was really Jack Jones out here. It terrified me.

But back to the present. There was no time, no reason, no…well there was no way I was about to show my sadness for my home planet. I would hide that, thank you.

“What’s your name?” Poet asked the girl, and it was then that I looked at her. Actually looked at her.

She was tiny like me, at most she was only an inch taller. Her gray-silver hair was only a few shades darker, and a little off the ‘blonde/white’ color. However, unlike my emerald green eyes, her gray eyes shone dully in disinterest at the question. All of this however, only added to how pale she was. It was like a ghost. A small, and though she was menacing looking she probably wasn’t, ghost.

The girl snorted and I torn my gaze back to her face, yawning as I did so. Dammit, this sun was getting on my nerves. Though my eyes were squinted, I didn’t miss the movement as the silver-haired-girl lazily pulled out a scalpel from her lab coat pocket. Now I knew I was a little off my own trolley, but this…a scalpel? Really? Isn’t that a little too…too dangerous? Crazy twat. Dangerously crazy twat.

“My name is Shadow. And you,” she swung around to point the…dangerous weapon thing at Okmin, who I assumed had pushed her to the ground, or something like that, “God dirt on my lab coat.”

Oh big deal. That thing is a piece of cloth that will indeed be destroyed by the end of the day, if not sooner. You think you’re so cool…just a poxy prat.

Ah yes…how I need to fix that filter between my thoughts and my mouth. Luckily, I believed her to be not paying any attention to me and I gave a slight sigh at that fact. Hopefully she really didn’t and live would go on. Hopefully.

“Now then. You all know my name. Might I inquire yours?”

No…git. You don’t need to know my name. If I was home…I would wish that someone pushed you and you bashed your head open. So go find a way to do that.

Yes, that stayed in my head. So unless she had magical mind reading powers, she could not know that. Right?

Well…anyways…

I smiled and took a small step forward, extending my hand forward, “Nice to meet you Shadow. While I do think that to be such an odd name, mine is no better,” I gave a slight incline of my head, “You may call me Freak.”

God…how I hated her. Ugh…she just got on my…UGH! I didn’t like her. But that wasn’t my problem. Just my thoughts. Hopefully they would get over it and let me rest in peace for a bit. Tough wishing, I know. But what else could I do?