Chapter 2
Ty POV~
The next morning, I woke up to footsteps approaching my cell. Probably another scientist trying to study me. They haven't had much luck. I break all of their cameras and refuse to show them anything. I heard voices.
"This is it. He should be in there." I heard a first voice say. "You'll have to look carefully, though. This one tends to blend with the shadows somehow."
"O-ok." I heard a second voice stammer. Then my cell door was opened and someone came inside.
"H-hello?" The boy said. He was wearing gray pants, a black shirt, sunglasses, and black sneakers. He had brown, slightly curly hair, and a tan. He must be new, everyone in this prison has pale skin. Only the prisoners, though. He was looking around, and I kept staring at him. He looked for me for a good 5 minutes until I finally spoke up.
"...What do you want?" I said, and he turned around and saw me.
"There you are! Wow, I looked there almost 4 times and I still didn't see you! I'm Sky Adams!" The boy said, extending a hand for me to shake.
"...Deadlox." I said coldly, ignoring his hand. My real name is Ty, but no one here knows that. I told them I was Deadlox instead, Dead because I was as good as dead, and lox because I had locked away my heart, only spelled cooler.
"I was sent here to talk to you! My dad thought that I could get you to open up to the scientists. I usually work as the secretary here, but my dad, who is giving the scientists this building. He said that I could do this to help even more!" Sky said excitedly.
"Well, then you don't know the nature of this place." I said to him.
"What do you mean? This place is for locking away dangerous, evil hybrids and studying them so we can protect ourselves if we are attacked by hybrids." Sky said, looking confused.
I laughed bitterly. "So, they told you that crap too. That's only partly true. We hybrids aren't evil at all. We are just normal people that are partly mixed with something else. There is nothing evil about us, other than the fact that some of us are mob hybrids. No, they keep us here because they're scared of us, and they study us to try and steal our mix and put it into someone else. They attempt to do it when you turn 18, but no one ever survives. It's like an execution. I've seen thousands of hybrids get dragged down the hallway, kicking and screaming, crying, begging for mercy, but to no avail, because they never come back." I was watching Sky's face as I spoke, and his face became horrified. He obviously hadn't known this.
"But... that means they've been lying to the entire world!" Sky said.
"They have. All of us hybrids are shipped here from our separate corners of Minecraftia, and there are so few of us that we can all be kept in this one huge building. There isn't any places undiscovered and searched, either, so these are all the hybrids in Minecraftia." I gestured to everyone around us. "And it's almost impossible for us to hide from these people because only 5 of us can hide our hybrid selves, me included."
"That's horrible!" Sky was shocked. "And they've been telling everyone that you all aren't actually human!"
"Tell me about it." I said. For some reason, I felt inclined to trust Sky. But I won't tell him about my hybrid form, or about our escape plan.
A few minutes later of him trying to get me to show him my hybrid form because he was curious, Sky had to leave. I was a little disappointed. He was the only nice outsider that I had met in this place. Oh well, he said something about coming back... I can't wait...
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I WROTE THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!! HAPPY?!?!?! I AM! yea I already have an idea for another book to write with this and the collab, so yaaaaay more stuff to write on top of my school work! *grumble grumble* have I told u how much I hate school? no? well, lets just say that if you are religious you may not want to read the next sentence... I want it to go to the lowest level of hell and burn there for all eternity. Ok, you religious folks can read again now. See u later, my fluffies!
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