Two nice humans, but I was ready to go home.
I needed to find the Bringer quickly so I
could.
I felt my energy drop suddenly and staggered
to a dark doorway. I crouched in the shadows as I pulled the cord from my
chargecell and plugged it into my disguise’s bellybutton. I watched the humans
walking by as my power was restored. Tonight, I learned that there were really
bad humans but there were also nice ones.
This gave me an idea. Would they be able to help
me find the Bringer? I had his picture. I simply had to ask. Somebody might
know where I would be able to find him. I just had to locate some of the nice
ones.
Not an easy task on this planet.
I unplugged the cord and stood. I pulled out
my communication device and found the picture of the Bringer as I stepped into
the crowd of humans. I walked a few feet, then stopped next to a male selling
those large papers with tiny writing on them and thin, shiny books with faces
on the covers. “Excuse me, might know you this person?”
The male frowned at me. “What?”
“You know him?” I held up the picture.
“What? No! Get out of here, foreigner.” The
male lashed out with one of the rolled up papers with writing on it, hitting me
hard on the forehead.
I walked away, confused by the male’s
reaction. He was hostile when I asked about the Bringer. It made me wonder if
he knew him and hated him. Surely, if I told him that I was planning on destroying
the Bringer, he would be willing to help. I turned around.
“My apologize sir,” I held up the picture
again. “But would you hate him for I must end him.”
“What? Jesus, man! Don’t go around confessing
you’re going to kill people! Now I have to call the cops on you, don’t move!”
The man ordered and turned his attention to his own communication device.
I knew from my research disks that ‘cop’ was
the police and I needed to stay away from them. I waited for the male to look
away from me so I could escape. When he did, I ran down the block and around
the corner. I leaned against a brick wall until my breathing returned to
normal. Sharing my plan with an unknown was a beginner’s mistake and I hoped
that nobody in my unit ever found out. I straightened my back and stepped away
from the wall. I needed to finish this mission without delay and with no more
mistakes.
I walked a few meters down the street and
stopped a female pushing a cart full of strange items. “Ma’am, might know you
him?” I asked, showing her the picture.
“My baby! It’s my baby!” She screamed as she
threw her arms around me.
She smelled terribly and I did not appreciate
being accosted a second time that day. I carefully untangled myself from her
grasp and walked quickly away. If she thought I was her offspring, I did not
want any information she might have on the Bringer. It would probably be
incorrect.
Suddenly, I recalled the old female the
Bringer had bowed to. Surely she would know where I could find him. I spun in a
circle-only getting hit by humans twice-to get my bearings, then set off in the
direction I thought the small shop the female had occupied was in. After
wandering the area for nearly an hour, I realized I did not remember exactly
where the shop was located and that most of the businesses around me were
closing.
I sped up my search. I did not know how long
the female would be in the shop, but I did not want to be on this planet one
moment longer than necessary.
I was just beginning to worry that I was lost
yet again when a wave of smells hit me and I sneezed. I looked up through
leaking eyes to find myself in front of the exact shop I was looking for.
The old female was at the front window turning
a placard to ‘Closed.’ In my desperation, I pushed on the door. When it did not
budge, I knocked, trying to get her attention.
The old female waved her hands at me so I
waved again. She marched to the door, turned a knob and pulled it open a few
inches. “I’m closed. What do you want?”
I was temporarily distracted by her garments.
They were brightly colored and covered with small, shiny disks. She also had a
piece thrown over her shoulder almost like what the humans with special
abilities wore in the research disks, but hers was much smaller.
“What do you want?!” She nearly shouted at me.
“My apologize.” I held up my communicator so
she could see the picture of the Bringer. “Might know you where I find him?”
“Why are you looking for Akhilesh?”
“I need him to find.”
The female frowned, her brown, wrinkled skin
somehow became wrinklier. “You need him to find what?”
I stared at her, not completely understanding
her question. “I must him find.”
“You need to find him?” The female glared at
me.
I nodded. “Yes. I must him find. You know
location of him?”
Her eyes narrowed. “What do you need to find
Akhilesh for?”
I shook my head at the frustrating female. Why
would she not tell me what I needed to know? “I must him find,” I repeated.
“Akhilesh is a good boy! I will not have him
getting into whatever you are doing! Criminals coming around trying to get
Akhilesh to carry their drugs or to steal things for them!” She waved her hands
in front of my face before shoving me away from her door and slamming it shut.
I stumbled down the step and fell into the
street. I heard a tearing sound and knew that I had ripped my newly cleaned
garments. I turned to look back at the female. She was pointing a finger at me
and looked very angry.
“He’s going to college! He is doing great
things with his life! Go away!” She yelled through the glass hand waved her
hands at me again before turning and disappearing into the dark store.
I carefully got to my feet, worried I had hurt
myself in my fall, but thankfully nothing hurt too badly. I felt better than
when the two men had accosted me earlier in the night.
This planet is not a safe one. It was a wonder
that any humans survived more than a few days. I turned, not paying attention
to where I was walking, I just knew I had to stay close to the shop. The angry
old female seemed to know the Bringer and was trying to protect him from
somebody called ‘Criminals.’ I would have to find him before ‘Criminals’ did to
complete my mission so I could leave.
I was lost in thought when a loud sound coming
from one of the human’s large transportation vehicles startled me. I realized
that I had just stepped in front of it and it had nearly run me over. It will
be a good day for the universe when the humans discover hover technology and
stop relying on gravity and wheels for general transportation.
I backed onto the curb to wait for the traffic
to subside when a male wearing a blue garment on his head across the street
from me caught my eye.
It was him. The Bringer. I finally found him.
I closed my eyes and bowed my head, giving
thanks to the Supreme Being for letting me find him and bring an end to this
trip.
I looked up, half expecting the Bringer to
have slipped away from me once again, but no, he was still there but he was
moving away from me. I would not let him escape again. I felt an uncustomary rage
build up inside of me at everything I had endured on this trip. All thoughts of
a quiet kill burned away in my anger. I pulled my weapon from my pocket with my
right hand and took ahold of the transcarrier around my neck with my left.
I ran into the street, dodging transporters
and ignoring the loud beeps they were making. I plowed through the crowd, not
caring how many humans I hit or angered. Finally, he was close enough that I
could touch him. I raised my weapon instead.
“Bringer!” My yell was loud and full of hate.
The humans around me stopped and stared at me, including the Bringer. “Bringer!
You will not end my people!”
“What?” The Bringer looked around, as if I was
talking to someone else.
“You will not end my people!” I shouted and
pressed a button on my weapon. A blast of energy hit the Bringer in the chest
and he vaporized. I activated my transcarrier and was back on my ship before
the other humans could react. I stumbled to the navigation panel and slammed my
hand onto the blue panel that would take me home. I collapsed to the floor as
my ship broke through the roof of the police’s shelter and into the stars.
My people were safe and I was going home.
Home.
The End.
Glad you brought it together - interesting read, Katherine.
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