The Oddities of Grand Marquis - Book 3: Elegant Armageddon 🪼✔️

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A/N: i know we started off a little oddly with the pre being from geneva's pov but the boys are still the stars of this book so it will be all about them. although, question: would you like me to switch POVs every chapter to a diff char for insight or just stick with one person and then switch if need be? i honestly need to know so please leave a comment of your preference. ლ(¯ロ¯"ლ)

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TWO WEEKS AGO: IN SPACE

I opened my eyes and looked around. I wasn't at home and I definitely wasn't on the alien ship but everything felt so... off. The last thing I remember was taking a shower and then waking up back on that damned ship again. Then everything was darkness, until I woke up in that mental world and started wandering the ruins of that house I had made. Suddenly, I had bumped into Mars, who said he had been electrocuted or something and that's how he ended up melding with my mind again and then he said I was dead?

I blinked in confusion, looking around again in a panic. Where the hell was I?

"Come on, Mars, move him somewhere else." I heard someone groaning. "I'm so tired and there's only one bed."

"I'm not going to do anything until he's woken up. It's not fair to move him when he's been stuck in that tank for so long. Let me check on him."

The door swished open and I moved to look and see who it was. Why was my body so hard to work with? It felt like they were attached to weights... Upon seeing me looking at him, Mars smiled big and ran over to me, hugging me tightly.

"Oh my god! You're awake! You're alive!"

"You keep saying that..." I forced out.

Why the hell is it so hard to talk? To do anything? Mars let me go and I flopped back onto the bed like a dead body. Mars frowned too.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know. I can barely do anything."

Mars thought for a second. "Oh, it's muscle atrophy."

"Muscle atrophy?"

"If we're going off what we know, when you were initially taken by the aliens it was about a year or so ago in the scheme of things. When you were um... taken back to the aliens, that was at least seven months ago... so... maybe two years? I'm not sure. The timeline is getting messed up-"

"Get to the point, Mars."

"If you've been up there all this time and they've been messing with your mind but not your body, then most likely you haven't exactly "moved" in almost two years."

I let that sink in for a second, not comprehending it.

"So I've been missing for two years?"

"Not... really... I mean..."

"Can you help me up then?" I growled.

Mars nodded and helped me sit up, I leaned on my knees, a headache forming as I looked at myself. Well, he wasn't wrong... I definitely lost muscle mass. I wasn't buff but I was healthy looking...

"What the hell happened to me? Other than being abducted, I thought I was home... I thought I went home and was... I don't understand."

"I don't either, Max. Maybe we can find some answers in the documents that Zylith sent to my email. She said that we should be able to find something about what happened to you somewhere. We just haven't had time to look at them. The other two are being cranky little hoes."

"Other two?"

"Dawaen and Kole... they got abducted too. Remember? We had this conversation in your dream world."