“In short, our kind would know things that you do not.”
“What are you people?Where are you from?”
“We’re the same as you, but our bodies run on an advanced technology with our cybernetic armor.”
“So you’re human.” Rune said that, he told me he was just like me but I thought he was lying.
“Yes, of course,” he says.
“Where are you from? What happened?”
“It’s all irrelevant to you. You’re here to help us repopulate. If you remain calm and acquiescent, no one will hurt you.”
“Take off your mask,” I whisper.
“Negative, that will not happen.”
“Then how do you think this repopulation is going to happen?” I ask with a dark laugh.
He steps forward and leans his head close to mine. “We have precise ways of reproduction here.”They never take off their armor, there are dangerous pathogens that can kill them. I don’t know what other precise ways they have for repopulation, but whatever they are, this is my body and there’s nothing that he’s going to do to it without my permission.
“Yeah well, think again. Because if you come at me with some little mushroom-head metal dick I will rip it off and jam it into one of those little holes.”
“You’re so violent, little one.”
“You’ve seen nothing yet,” I warn.
There’s a long intake of breath and then his iron fist is grabbing my hair and tearing me out of the machine I’m plugged into. There’s a horrible buzzing and clanging as he jerks me by the hair into the hallway and drags me through another doorway.
The room he takes me into is dark and lined with glass walls that glow and clear upon his verbal shout. My scalp burns as he wrenches my face against the cool glass, and my eyes sting again with hot tears.
I blink the tears back and wish I hadn’t.
There are hundreds of women on the other side of the glass.
Some are scrambling away in abject terror from the masked men guarding them; some crawl away, clawing their way on all fours along the floor. They look starved. Beaten. Defeated.
My palms spread out against the window. Tears finally spill out and stream down my cheeks.
The icy metal of Pious’s chest plate slides up behind me, sending shards of frost down my spine. “I will break you, have no question about that,” his silver lips whisper along the shell of my ear. “My menwillbreed with your women, andyouwill givemea child however way I see fit.”
