It'sNotEasyBeinginLove ch 13

When I came to, I was in a dimly lit room, strapped to a table you would see in a hospital or like a lab, I guess.

“Hey!” I said, hoping there was someone to answer. “What’s the big idea?”

A light on the ceiling lit up and glared on my face. “Kal, you are a defected Irken. You are of minimal or no use to the Empire, and therefore must be disposed of,” said a robotic voice.

“WHAT?!” I yelled. “Defected?”

Another Irken, a male who was almost a foot taller than I was, came up to me. “Yes, defected,” he said. It wasn’t the same voice that had given me the wonderful news.

“How?” I asked.

He didn’t answer. He just walked over to a table next to mine with an assortment of different chemicals and things. He was preparing a syringe. No, I thought.

“I don’t understand, how did you find me so fast?” I asked.

He chuckled. I didn’t find the answer funny at all. “Kal, we were the ones who made you come here. We sent a signal to your PAK telling you to come back."

What the hell? No! That means I left for nothing… I thought. And now I can’t change it. I thought of what Roko had made me promise right before I’d left Irk for the first time. I’m sorry, Roko. I broke my promise…

The other Irken said, “Now don’t worry, this isn’t going to hurt a bit.” Somehow, this didn’t make me feel better. Gee, I wonder why, I thought.

He injected the stuff into my arm…Or was it somewhere else? I couldn’t tell, because right after he did, all my senses stopped working. My vision went white, and I thought I saw the face of a big-headed kid with glasses. The last of my memory as I was losing it, and then the image was gone as soon as it had appeared. I closed my eyes. I didn’t open them again.