Well, another of the wierd things I've benn writing...So here goes..
Introduction...
Life is short..Well, for most of us it is…Being part demon, I have a far larger life span than a normal mudokon. My name's Lilac (Lie-Lack, like them flowers you have on earth), or at least that’s what everyone calls me (My parents, Bezzin, and myself where the only ones who ever knew my true name). I sit here, beside my best friend's empty bed. I still wake up thinking I should go visit him, only to remember that he's gone. Bezzin (beige--ing) was one of my very few friends. He, out of all the other companions I've had so far, stayed with me the longest. I guess I'm writing because…Well, I'm not entirely sure why I'm writing. Bezzin died peacefully in his sleep of old age a month or two ago, and since then the memories have begun to seep back into mind…
Chapter.1 ~ The beginning…
As a child, I was raised in a laboratory by vykkers. They where very interested in me--did I mention that I'm a blue female? That was one of their biggest reasons for wanting anything to do with me (a female mudokon, let alone a blue one, is an extremely rare find)--but that was before they decided that I was infertile & therefore useless at creating new slaves for them. Lucky for me, they didn't know that I would only be fertile when I was an adult, & that it would be impossible detect whether I would be fertile as long as I was still a child. But my reproductive system wasn't the only reason they wanted me, as I would find out when I was older.. Still, once they figured that I was useless for reproducing, & that I was quite ordinary, they sold me into slavery. From then on I was treated just like any other scrub…Like dirt.
The scientists sold me to a leather factory. I worked mostly in the hallways, mopping, scrubbing, & polishing the floor. It was there that I met Bezzin. He was wandering aimlessly, obviously lost. I saw him coming down the hallway--the one I'd just finished waxing. As soon as the poor scrub's foot met the floor he was skidding at 100mph straight towards me. (Ok so I embellished that a little--but at the moment it seemed like he was moving that fast) We suddenly found ourselves in a pile on the floor.
"My aching.." I began but was interrupted by Bezzin (who was lifting himself off of me)
"Sorry! Are you alright?" He got up, holding out a soft green hand to me.
"Dun' worry about it" I said as he helped me up, "Your new here aren't you?"
"Yes.." he smiled, "could--could you help me find the sleeping quarters?"
"Yeah" I nodded, "but you wont be able to go there until your work shift is over…Why don’t you stay here & help me & we'll go together? I'm Lilac"
"Erm..Ok...B-by the way, I'm Bezzin" He shrugged & picked up a nearby mop.
So over the next few days I showed him the ropes. Bezzin was a fast learner, and we got along suprizingly well.. The next few days Bezzin always came to sit with me during "lunch break" (a 10-20 min break in the middle of the day in which all the scrubs where fed some disgusting gray goop in a bowl). One day, while I was sitting alone in the corner of the cafeteria (as I always did), Bezzin came & took a seat next to me, a faint smile on his face.
"Ok if I sit with you?" he asked, putting a spoonful of food into his mouth.
"Go ahead" I said quietly.
"Hey Bezz!" Laughed a scrub from a nearby table, "don’t sit with that one! He's got some kinda disease!"
The other scrubs at his table soon joined in, laughing at me & jeering. They had always done this to me, so I was quite used to it & ingnored them. Most of the scribs in that factory thought I was male, & had some sort of disease on my chest that I covered with some bra-like piece of clothing. None of them knew that my breasts where supossed to be there--hell, they didn't even know what boobs where.
I can't remember exactly what it was that the first mud had said that bothered Bezzin so much, but it must have been something. Because suddenly I noticed that he had gotten off of the bench, gone up to the other mud & punched him straight between the eyes (and odd can Bezzin punch!). I almost laughed at the expressions of horror & disgust on the other scrub's faces as they looked at Bezzin and his clenched fists.
"Now shut up! All ya!" Bezzin growled as he came back to sit with me.
The table fell silent & refused to glance at either of us for the rest of the break. I looked at him with a puzzled expression. He simply grinned back at me calmly, popping another spoonful of gray ooze into his mouth. I almost laughed at him. He was acting as if nothing had happened. I had made my very first friend…
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