He suddenly pulls away from me, "You should take your own advice, no," he smirks out looking even more dangerous than he already does.
My eyes widen as I finally comprehend what he just said. I let out a loud gasp. He was one of them, a monster. I stumble back, my mouth still gaping.
I quickly turn around away from, them. If they do catch me then it won't be alive. I run towards the door as I here Francis yell out, "Don't shoot her, you idiots, if you do I vill kill you." I can do this I smirk, freedom. Suddenly something grabs me from my bicep, and I feel my back crashing into something hard and warm, it felt familiar.
I turn my head upwards to meet eyes with my culprit.
He was one of them to, my eyes start to water. No please anyone but him. A sob escapes my mouth.
"I gave you everything Jack," I scream as I struggle in his arms! "I gave you everything!" I bite back another sob but that does nothing to help my tear stained face.
"I'm so sorry Chrome, you weren't supposed to find out yet. If there was another way I-."
"Quit you blabbering, idiot," Francis grumbles out. "Sedate her already; I'm a very impatient man." "Yes, sir," Jack mumbles out.
"No," I struggle. "Get away from me." He pulls out a needle with a clear liquid out of his pocket. "Don't hurt us," I yell out as I protectively wrap my hands around my stomach which produced a small bulge.
His eyes visibly soften.
"Careful, she iz carrying little warriors inside of her," Francis yells out.
My mind blanks out, I have one of them inside of me.
I look down at the lump, I scream. I start to scratch at it, I don't want it.
"Take it out, take it out," I scream. I start pulling at my hair and clumps fall out from where I pulled at. Blood starts to drip out of the empty holes.
"Sedate her know," I hear someone shout. I didn't know who, all I knew was that I had a thing in me.
I feel a sharp pinch at my neck, then nothing.
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To Breed An Army
Science FictionChromia accidently walks in on something she was not supposed to see. Short-Story that is completed.