Guided by the Stars (GxG)
zahra
sciencefiction
sciencefiction
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Completed (gxg) story.
Elina has been tested her entire life, as a soldier, an abandoned child, and a monster she grew inside of her heart in order to survive the Pentagon's harsh...No.11
"So, what was it you wanted to talk about?" Haze questioned once I approached him and apologized for being late. His short black hair was neatly pushed backward with the use of gel. "Been getting used to Earth?" he carried on with his hazel eyes looking me up and down.
"Mhm," I hummed unsure of how to approach this conversation. "I wanted to ask about the guild," I went with a straightforward approach, which was all I knew.
His black brow arched cautiously, "What about it?" He didn't seem too keen on answering.
"What do you do exactly?"
Sighing he pushed himself forward and stood up from the bench. "We protect the innocent from the intergalactic military. Which includes moving refugees, helping them to start over, find their families fight against the Pentagon, and fuck with their supplies whenever possible. You know, all the fun shebang," he finished sarcastically.
However, his words struck me for a second. "You help find people?"
Clearing his throat, he leaned against the building wall. "Yes. Why? Got someone you wish to find? No offense, but from what we know no one has made it out alive from pluton 534, except you two."
Gulping, no wonder admin chose it, they ensured there was no way anyone could question anything. "Myself," I informed shortly.
He frowned unsure of where this was going.
"I'm an orphan," I explained. "Abandoned on pluton 534 as a baby," lying straight through my teeth. "Now that everyone I ever knew is gone... I wish to find out my real identity. Would there be a way to check what species I belong to?" I asked with hope blooming inside my heart.
Haze hummed, carefully processing the information before typing something on his watch. "I could take a sample of your blood, and send it up to the headquarters," he said before adding. "It will cost you."
Clenching my fists, I nodded well aware that it would. "I will pay... Just give me some time. I would like to do that."
"Alright," he shrugged and approached me closer, taking a small fixed blade out of his pocket he poked my thumb and allowed the drop of my silver blood to land on his watch. "Wow," he gasped intrigued.
Nervously I pulled away from his touch. "What?"
He looked right into my eyes, scanning and searching, but clearly got nothing. "I never saw a silver blood before, that's all."
"So how long will it take?" I changed the topic after he finished typing on his watch.
Taking out a cigarette he smoked a few times before answering. "One night at most. Not sure how busy they are, but it's usually a simple procedure."
Nodding my heart was beating like a drum, was I really going to know the answer to the question I awaited since being a child?
"Anything else?" He clearly wished to have this over with, throwing the rest of his cigarette onto the ground and stomping on it in order to put it down.
"I went to the club for intergalactic beings," I began cautiously. "You know the place?"
He snorted and smirked. "Of course, I helped to set it up. It's great, isn't it?" His sudden excitement was a window of hope.
"You kidding?" I played along. "It's incredible! Washu and I love it, which leads me to my question, there are quite a lot of species out here. Do you keep track of them all? Must be tough."
Groaning he exclaimed with his hands. "Right! Ugh, they always laugh at me, but honestly taking care of this stuff is bloody exhausting."
"They all seem to be here for a while now, do refugees often come to Earth?"