A face looms above me, but something seems wrong with it.
It's pale green.
And....... it has three eyes!
"WHATTHEHECKISGOINGONWHEREAMI?"
I scream, sitting up ready to fight.
I'm not in my cell, that's for sure.
Every part of me is sore and screaming with pain, but I try and ignore it.
"Scoint loke bekn uhin legha hessi."
The green woman says.
She has dark brown hair, light blue eyes, and pointy ears
I stare at her in confusion.
"What?"
She smiles, and I flinch.
Her teeth are jagged and pointed.
"I was talking to myself." She says in the weirdest accent I've EVER heard.
"You have no need to panic. You are in safe hands, and we come in peace."
My jaw drops open.
"Omygosh. I'm. Dead. Please tell me I'm dead."
"Miss Forkle, you are not dead."
She says.
"HOW THE HECK DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?
WHO ARE YOU AND WHERE AM I?!?"
I scream.
"Maybe I should call the Captain."
She mumbles to herself.
Before I can do a thing, she pushes a button, and cuffs fly around my wrist and ankles.
Wait!
My robotic arm is gone!
"WHERE IS IT!? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH IT!?"
I scream as the woman walks away.
She pushes another button, and a glass cage comes down around the bed I'm on.
It must be soundproof, because even when I scream my loudest, she still doesn't turn, but just continues to walk out the door.
She's back in less than five minutes but it feels like hours.
With her are two young men and an older woman.
The youngest man, who seems to be in charge, has very light green skin, an eye in his forehead, and a tail sticking out of his back with a hand on the end of it.
He has vivid violet eyes, and very pointed green ears.
He wears dark green, pants, a dark green vest, white knee length boots, and two white armbands.
His hair is a silky raven black, and chin length, though stylish, with dark green highlights. Three small earring adorn his left ear, and I roll my eyes.
The other young man with him, looks exactly like him, except he wears a pair of dark blue pants, a dark blue vest, and a pair of thin glasses, and has dark blue highlights in his hair.
The older woman has graying-blonde hair, and is short and petite, with white skin and a tail-hand-thing.
She also has the same vibrant violet eyes, as both boys.
They must be related.
The lady in the- lab coat?
Omygosh!!! Is she another doctor?
Well whatever she is, she pushes a button and the glass cage goes away.
I don't know where though cause I'm to busy glaring at green boy.
The first one.
In green.
Who's green.
Well their actually both green, soooo.....
Gosh, I'm never gonna know which is which.
"That's no way to treat are guest."
He says.
"Unbind her immediately."
The Doctor lady, sighs very deeply.
"Are you sure, Captain?"
He turns and looks at her.
"Why wouldn't I?"
"My studies have found, and I have seen for myself, she is forty-five percent mentally crazy."
The woman says, smirking.
The boy turns and looks at me, a twinkle in his eyes.
"Mother always said, 'The crazy ones are the Best ones.' Now let her go."
The doctor, presses another button and I am uncuffed, but I'm out of strength and end up just laying there, in pain.
"Did you not give her anything for the pain?"
The blonde woman asks.
The doctor blushes.
It's weird though cause instead of turning red, she turns darker green.
Ewp.
"I guess I might not of. My apologies, Regent Governor."
She walks to a cabinet and pulls a little tube thing with a tiny needle.
She reaches me, before I can figure out her intentions.
She jabs the injector into the side of my neck, and I cry out in surprise and pain.
A tear must slip down my face, for the man in green walks over to me, peering at me though his forehead eye.
"Are you all right?"
I hate him.
I don't answer, but continue to glare at him.
"Where. Am. I?"
I say through a clenched jaw.
He smiles kindly.
"You are aboard the Tyvenalian Royal Elixir. Otherwise know as the T.R. Elixir. I am Captain Jonathan Avery Hawkings, at your service."
He says with a slight bow.
"This is my identical twin brother, Charlie Alvan Hawkings, and this is our great-great grandmother, Former high Governor Zaporah Ross."
He says, motioning first to the boy, then to the older, blonde woman.
Wow. What Weird/fancy names.
I'd roll my eyes if I had the strength.
"And why am I here?"
I ask, stiffly.

(Thanx so much for all the views, I love my fans and my story's.
I know this one is totally crazy, but It will make sense someday 😂 this chapter was kinda Joy Phoenix's idea, but I wrote it all. Sorry again for the cliffhanger, hope you like it. 😘)