Kayla P.O.V.
Our drone came back to us, going down. Yeah, it can't go up anymore. But the protogen were going somewhere, so...
Tricky: Do we go there, or...?
Bryan: I'm not so sure, it could be a trick...
Tricky: Funny.
Bryan: Funny? What does that -
Kayla: Listen, we have no other leads. I have no idea how to repair a drone, and this is our only lead.
Tricky: So either we stay here or investigate.
Bryan: We're staying.
Kayla: What!? I thought you would've LOVED to go!
Bryan: I'm not letting another one of us get killed.
Tricky: We'll be careful...
Kayla: You wanted to save Matthew! Why stop now!?
Bryan: Because we're not sure if this even relates to Matthew or not. It could be another fucking resistance being raided for all we know...
Kayla: Oh please! It's not like we're at risk every second of every day!
Bryan: Besides, wouldn't Matthew be cooped up in that base!? So what's the point!?
Kayla: Because this new lead could show us something important! A weakness, or anything! Or a clue on where we are and how to get back!
Tricky stood up suddenly.
Tricky: We're going.
Bryan stood up as well.
Bryan: No, we're staying here.
Before any of us could calm down, we started arguing. Why was Bryan like this!? He was all set in escaping from being in one place, but why now? Did something happen...!?
Matthew P.O.V.
Matthew: It's a nice base you got here.
???: It's structured so that we are hidden from the Protogen.
You were being led into a hallway.
???: Matthew, was it? Why did they put that collar on you?
Matthew: Oh, this? I-I can't take it off. Like it's completely stuck onto my neck...
We entered a room. In it, was a singular chair, with some tools on a table. There was a single light from above.
Matthew: Why are we here?
???: I've just gotta pick up a few things.
The man in the military uniform rummaged through a drawer
Matthew: Say...why do you wear military uniform? Are you the military?
The man seemed to stop for a second. He then turned to me.
???: No. We just "borrowed" it for good camouflage.
Matthew: Where did you get it?
???: You talk too much.
Oof, harsh...
???: In fact, you're so annoying.
Matthew: Wh...Huh?
???: I'm glad we decided to use a brat such as yourself.
Matthew: Wha...!?
The man grabbed your hair, and threw you onto the chair, the restraints kept you bound. You struggled, but it was no use.
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The Protogen's Pet
FanfictionLife was normal. Key word, WAS. Alien creatures known as "protogen" invaded Earth, killing and capturing humans. As it turns out, a specific protogen has a special...purpose for a human.
