Matt woke up in a bed, not the type in the Galra cells but a more comfortable one, he quickly sat up and scanned the area. He was in what looked to be some sort of hospital room.

"What the hell?" He muttered, getting up and walking around before grabbing a staff leaning up against the wall, which was rather convenient, and walking out of the room slowly, only to be met with the face of some sort of alien.
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"Get back in bed! You'll get sick if you don't rest, sir!" The alien complained, it was a female judging by the higher pitched voice.

Matt glared at the alien "where the hell am I?! Who are you?!" Matt pointed the weapon at the alien girl, her not flinching.

"You must rest, sir. Then all will be explained. My name is Dramin, and you're on planet Spyrom. We found you in a Galran escape pod that had crashed on an asteroid not far from here."

Matt slowly nodded and sighed, lowering his weapon. "Sorry, last thing I remember is getting drugged."

"Yes, you had quite a lot of trimanian zynthite in your bloodstream. It's quite a strong drug, you're lucky you're alive." Dramin smiled sweetly at the golden haired boy.

She was shorter than him, and had pale grey skin. Her eyes were a bright violet and her facial features matched up enough to be almost human.

Matt gave a weak smile. "Can you tell me where I am?"

"You're at a secret rebel base, now if you don't mind Commander Marquis would like to see you. You might me exactly what we're looking for." Dramin stated calmly, causing Matt to nod.

Dramin gestured for Matt to follow her, walking him down a series of long corridors, different doors opening as she reached them, leading her and Matt to what seemed to be an office filled with the most advanced tech the boy had ever seen.

There was a man standing in the middle of the room. He was tall, and had the same grey skin as Dramin. He was leaning over the desk, messing with the screen that hovered above it.

"Forgive me Commander; the escapee has awoken. Should I prepare him for training?" Dramin spoke and the man who Matt assumes was Marquis turned around.

He smiled kindly at Matt. His eyes looked the same as the girl's.

"I'm Commander Marquis of the Spyrom coalition base, you will refer to me directly as Commander, but speak about me to others and I could care less what you refer to me as. You must be Matthew." Matt's eyes widened.

"H-how do you know my name?" He asked, looking at the commander.

"When you were brought in I searched earth's database and found your information." Marquis explained. Matt nodded.

"Dramin, get Matt a change of clothes and then prepare him for training." Dramin nodded and saluted the commander before walking matt to a new room.

The room was decently sized, the walls were white metal and the bed was a one person size and was nearly made. There was a bedside table and a weapon's case.

"This will be your sleeping quarters, your clothes will be in the case under your bed. I expect you out of here within the next chime." She pointed to the ceiling as a chime went off throughout the base.

Matt nodded and started getting dressed as soon as Dramin left the room. He left the room right as the second chime sounded through the base and Dramin smiled brightly.

"Nice timing! Now hurry or we'll be late!" Dramin said, grabbing Matt by the wrist and pulling him down the hallway.

Matt followed until he ended up in some sort of arena and he froze. Would this be like the galra's arena? Was he about to be tortured for the mere entertainment of these extraterrestrials?