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Česká verze: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36423682/
First part (EN): https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36350641/
První část (CZ): https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36350765/
Next part (EN): https://www.furaffinity.net/view/39884922/
Další část (CZ): https://www.furaffinity.net/view/39704961/
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After was Kotjeslav kidnapped, he found himself in cell inside a nest made by species of alien insects. Why he is there? And what plans they have with him?
Transdimensional: Part 2 - Inside a nest
Without a clock on the phone and a window through which he could observe the time of day, Kotjeslav soon lost track of time in his cell. And the green light from the mushrooms didn't help him at all. The mushrooms glowed constantly and never turned off their chemical cold light. So when Kotjeslav wanted to fall asleep, he threw his T-shirt over them. Although the mushrooms shone through, he couldn't afford more. He could simply pluck them, but that would deprive him of a single source of light, and it would certainly take weeks for the fruiting bodies to grow back. That's why he started using the T-shirt later as a temporary eye flap.
They definitely didn't let him starve. They always delivered a portion of mushroom porridge through the pipes. Only each time did he have to force the end of the pipe to give it to him. He did it as he had seen in the lab: he stroked the edge of the hole and it spewed porridge. "So that's probably the most disgusting way to serve food." he said in disgust as he first touched the pipe tissue and stroked it. Because they didn't put a bowl or a plate in his room, he always had to reach out with one hand to grab a lump of porridge, otherwise it sprawled with a splash on the floor. Taste of the dish was a non-greasy and unsalted. And the only taste was simply a raw mushroom. Without access to the kitchen, he was left to eat the porridge as it was. "If they gave me at least some spices," he muttered between bites, "Even ordinary table salt would be enough — maybe it would taste tolerable."
There was no problem about quenching thirst. A gutter with a drain channel was excavated in one corner of the cell, into which water flowed from a hole in the wall. All he had to do was take water in his hands and drink.
During his imprisonment, Kotjeslav noticed that an eye on a stalk was watching him on the ceiling. It definitely worked like a security camera. Fortunately, if he wanted peace from the intrusive eye, so that he would have privacy, for example, in a hollow that served as a toilet, he simply pulled a sock over his eye, which was not good for anything else after he lost the other sock while they take his DNA. He just had to take it off every time, as it was almost taken away from him when he left it on a eye.
He often researched what the aliens had in store for him. The X-ray allowed them to understand his physique, that was clear. But what was not clear to him why they had injected his DNA into their eggs? Why would they do something like that? That didn't go through his head. He put his hands under his head and stretched his tail along his body. He thought about what was happening on Earth. The family is definitely looking for him. And what about the old man who saw him? He must have reported it to the police. "... But I strongly doubt they will trust him." he thought, "Actually, if someone told me he saw a boy being kidnapped by aliens using lightning ball, I wouldn't believe him either. Unfortunately, I'm the one who was kidnapped. " he sighed, "He was probably arrested or shoved into a madhouse. I hope at least someone filmed it. At least I'll have a memory in some video on Youtube ... "He smiled forcibly," I can already see it: Top 10 mysterious disappearances captured on camera… With such terrible quality and so shaked video that I'll be there just like a smudge of pixels. " Kotjeslav was saddened and added, "Well, yeah. But that would be the only proof that I disappeared." Kotjeslav sat down and looked at the membrane door. "And what if they finds out it's true? Will they try to find a way to save me? ” he frowned, "And what the hell are those stupid beetles up to? Like… I haven't seen they have firearms and most of their technology is organic based or as mix of organic and electronics. I doubt that an X-ray would work for them without inorganic components. They are needed for funcionality. Maybe they have them somewhere and they just didn't show them to me. Or maybe they have other types of weapons - for example, they will launch a biological weapon on Earth. In that case, I hope that our people at home will find a way to get here before they return to us… If they are no longer with us. ” he stood up and put his hands on his hips, wagging his tail angrily. He wanted to say something when he heard a clatter above him. He looked in the direction of the sound. The pipe was transporting something to his cell.
It was five minutes before a white cigar-shaped object was transported to the end of the pipe. It was the egg of those alien insects. And with a pause of about a minute behind him, something resembling two heart-shaped crab carapaces arrived. Kotjeslav stepped closer to the end of the pipeline. Up close, he could finally realize how big the egg was. He knew from documents about life in Africa that the eggs of ostrich zvjerolids and their feral mugande were huge, but that egg was perhaps three times as large. Such a size could be envied even by long-extinct terror birds. Since he had no ruler or any meter, he had to take the egg. Assuming that one forehead corresponded to 20 centimeters, the egg was 90 cm long and the diameter was 45 cm. He wondered why the egg had been sent to him. And after a moment's hesitation, he thought there was only one way to find out, so he stroked the pipe to release its contents. He dropped the egg into his open arms and his weight almost pulled him to the ground. A pair of carapaces fell on his head. He hissed in pain. He leaned the egg against the wall and sat down next to him, placing his hand on his head to crush the bulge.
When his head stopped shaking, he looked at the egg. He rested his head on his right hand and wondered why it had been sent to him. And even though the lighting in the room wasn't good at all, after a little search of the leathery shell, he found scars from something sharp and pointed. "Look at there… So you're one of those lab eggs." Kotjeslav said and smiled. He put the eggs in his lap. "Maybe I'll find out why they pumped my DNA into you." He stroked the egg with the words, "I don't know why you're here with me, but maybe you 'll know. Or maybe not. ” he scratched his hand behind his ear and asked himself, "Does their species have a genetic memory?" He then took one of the carapaces in his hand. He turned the object in his hand for a moment.
Finally, annoyed, he placed it next to the other carapace. And because he was getting tired, he wore a T-shirt around his eyes as he did every day, lay on his left hip and fell asleep.
*****
Strange sounds woke him halfway through his sleep. He removed the makeshift flap from his eyes and saw what woke him. Something was moving inside the egg. The leathery shell rippled and swelled, finally breaking. A black round head peeked out of the hole. The creature widened the hole in the egg with its mandibles until it was large enough to pass through. Finally, she starved hungrily into the rest of the egg.
Kotjeslav had mixed feelings at the sight. Along with several options to follow, one came to mind that he was really worried about: What if he was served as food for that? He had no idea about the psychology of this alien insect. And maybe why he was still alive was just because they needed something to improve the diet of their Frankenstein monster. Then an even worse thought occurred to him. All he had to do was see all the parts of the Alien movies and Star Infantry to know that he might be a balaclava.
The larva turned in his direction and looked at him with her dark blue eyes. His hair bristled as the larva winked at him. He screamed in surprise. "It's an insect… It's a stupid insect…" he panicked in his mind, "The insect has no eyelids… Crap… Even the damned… Those I saw didn't blink… They're like insects from Earth, they can't blink. So why is it winking at me? ” The larva blinked twice in a row, then slowly crawled toward him on her tiny chubby legs. "Stay away from me!" he yelled at the larva and a hiss escaped his throat. He leaned against the wall. He felt his pupils tighten into thin black lines and his claws protruded from all his fingers. His tail flapped furiously. The larva stopped and looked at him confused. So at least that's how it look like, without mimic muscles it was hard to say how she actually pretend. He squirmed at her as she began to approach again.
She looked quite awkward with her movement. Kotjeslav began to realize how defenseless the creature was. Mind slowly began to regain control of his body as he realized that the creature was more like a toddler than a facehugger or a parasitic beetle. But still, his instincts told him, "Kill it before it kills you, or it will do worse for you!" It was this dilemma that made him stoned at place and simply wait for what would follow.
Finally, the larva slowly reached him. She made a series of thin sounds. With a little imagination, she sounded a bit like a kitten. Kotjeslav's claws slowly retracted and his pupils returned to their normal width as the larva began to scurry against him, purring. He didn't know what to do. It seemed friendly, but it could only be a trick. Finally, Kotjeslav ventured: He carefully took the larva with both hands and lifted it to the level of his eyes. The larva wasn't as big as its egg — about twenty inches shorter than the shell — it weighed no less. They looked at each other quietly before Kotjeslav dared to say, "Hello little one." The larva narrowed her eyes and howled cheerfully in response.
When the larva turned out to be harmless, Kotjeslav slept peacefully and let his new companion sleep next to him. And without realizing it, he even began to purr after a long time. He finally had some company and didn't have to be alone. But if he only knew what was waiting for him, he probably wouldn't sleep so calmly.
He woke up better than usual, only with weird feeling that he had something around his neck. He sat down and reached for the place. He was horrified. What yesterday looked like an empty crab carapaces clung to the back of his neck, an animal that was now parasitizing on him. The same thing happened to the larva. It was clear that it had happened while they were asleep. Kotjeslav immediately began searching for the edge of the carapace with his hands and dug his claws into the gap between his skin and the parasite's body. A sharp pain shot through him as he tried to peel the thing off. The pain felt as if he had dug his claws into his own skin.
He ran to the larva in horror. Through her transparent body, he could see how the parasites were connected to them. Their roots connected to the nervous and blood systems. Kotjeslav almost vomited. He stroked the larva, which awoke because of her loud breathing. She didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that something was parasitizing on her. Like him, she probably didn't feel the parasite behind her head.
Kotjeslav looked at the eye on the stem, which, as always, watched them tirelessly. He look at that thing with full of fury, "Why are you doing this?" he shouted at the eye, "Why are those monsters throwing at us? What's that supposed to mean? What the fuck you want?” He shouted at the eye for a while. But even though he was furious, no one came to pacify him or see anything in the room. Finally, the zvjerolid's patience was completely out, he grabbed the stem on which eye went and tore off the live camera from the wall. After that a holes open in the walls and the air was filled with narcotics, which caused Kotjeslav to fall and lose consciousness.
Kotjeslav wake up a few hours later. His gaze met the ceiling, which was now six eyes instead of the original one.
*****
Several days have passed since this event. Kotjeslav regret that he destroyed the eye in fury, because now he could never have privacy again. And the parasites: since he couldn't get rid of them, he had no choice but to get used to their presence. What he didn't notice at first was that whenever he spoke or conducted an internal monologue, the parasite always shone on Alex.
Alex, that's what he named the larva. He wasn't sure what gender the larva was, so he gave it a neutral name. Although, due to his lack of knowledge about gender, he was not sure how to inflect that name in this case.
They diversified their menu. They no longer had only mushroom porridge, but they mixed it with something crunchy and meat-like inside. One day, they delivered a pair of aphid-like animals and bulbous plants with them via pipeline. And like aphids, after the plants were sown, the creatures began to produce sweet juice. The way of consuming the juice was first strange for Kotjeslav, but then he got used to it. Something sweet on his tongue was better than still feeling the taste of raw mushrooms. And Alex appreciated the change, too.
He spent time with Alex talking to each other. It was a one-sided conversation, because Alex didn't speak much - in other words, he didn't speak at all - but he listened to Kotjeslav. Kotjeslav also played and cuddled with Alex. Alex liked tickling his belly the most. It was obvious that they were both happy to have someone to spend time with.
Alex grew every day. His body was no longer transparent and he instead got white bare skin. Tight hairs even began to sprout around his neck. Due to its size, they began to increase their rations to feed the larva.
The hairs around Alex's head began to resemble Kotjeslav's cheeks - which, after a few months without cutting, gave the zvjerolid a fully lynx look-. Over time, it was impossible for Alex to move or at least crawl on his little feet, so he spent time lying next to a one wall in the cell. Kotjeslav had no idea what size Alex would end his growth. It took weeks before he was as long as Kotjeslav was tall. It was getting crowded in the cell because of that. Kotjeslav could even sleep on him like he was on a bed. And after a few more weeks, Alex reached twice that size. That was the time when his growth finally stopped. And something incredible happened: The parasites fell away. First the parasite fell off from Alex and a day later from Kotjeslav. The parasites turned out to be dead, and there was no sign of their hosts after feasting on them — as if they had never happened.
And then another thing came: Alex crouch. It was a long process when Alex made a cocoon out of a silk-like material, and in the end of the process Kotjeslav was alone again in the cell.
*****
A very long time has passed. It seemed to Kotjeslav that it was perhaps four months since he was alone again. He completely forgot what it was like and began to realize how much time he had actually spent in the cell inside the insect's nest. Alex helped him forget that he was far from his home planet and from his family and friends. And now all these feelings were back to him. The alien aphids weren't as playful as Alex when he was a little larva, so he had to wait in the hope that Alex would one day rip open his cocoon. Kotjeslav wondered how Alex would look like after the metamorphosis.
That day came more than a month later. Just as when Alex hatched from his egg, Kotjeslav slept that day. And as soon as he heard something happening, he immediately woke up. The banging of awakening Alex on the cocoon cover and caused that he fall off. Kotjeslav got back on his feet and waited for what was to follow.
A few long minutes ago, the cocoon finally broke and Alex dug out in his adult form. Like the other members of his species, he had the figure of an insect taur with sharp features and a wasp like head, except that Alex had seven corner growths resembling a crown on the back of his head, but he differed from them in several respects. He had a mane around his neck and his feelers was same as moths have. His hands, unlike other insects, had a palm with four fingers. The abdomen was twice as large as those of the insect workers, but not as flattened as the one who had wrapped Kotjeslav in strings at the time. From his larval stage, Alex kept his blue eyes with eyelids, with which he winked at Kotjeslav. He smiled at Alex and said cheerfully, "Hi Alex, nice to see you again!"
"Me too." Alex replied unexpectedly. His voice was very soft and there was a knock with each consonant. And then he said something that stopped Kotjeslav even more: "I didn't even hope to see you anymore." In Kotjeslav native language, he spoke of himself as a woman.
" Alex ... You're Alexandra?" Kotjeslav asked her.
Alex, now Alexandra stared at him in confusion for a moment, then she replied, "Yes." then she asked him, "Is something wrong?"
"It just turned out that the larva I spent half a year of my life can talk to and it's a female." He answered her dryly. After a short pause, he asked her, "Alex, could you speak before you coughed?"
Alex didn't wait long to answer, "My body wasn't built for that. I missed my lower jaw. ” She spread her mandibles and showed him that her mouth was hidden beneath them. It was a rather unpleasant sight, especially when he saw that there were more than twenty needle-shaped teeth on the upper and lower jaws.
"Good, that's enough!" begged Kotjeslav to Alexandra, and she closed her terrible mouth. He wiped away his sweat and took a deep breath. "Alexandra, do you know what's going on here?" Alexandra nodded in agreement. Kotjeslav sat down under one of the clumps of fruiting mushrooms and tapped his left hand next to him, saying, "Sit next to me and please tell me about it!"
Alex nodded again in agreement, and at a noble step, reminiscent of a giraffe walking, she came to him and sat down. Her pose reminded Kotjeslav of the position of four-legged animals on Earth. "What would you like to know from me?" she started the conversation with a question.
Kotjeslav's first question was: “How did you learn Czech? Do the parasites something with it? ”
" Yes, the 'parasites' really allowed me to learn your way of communicating."
" How?"
" Our scientists have genetically modified them…"
" ... Just like they modified you."
" Yes, that's right." Alexandra confirmed and continued: "They modified them so that their telepathic abilities would allow the transmission of the meaning of information in the form of communication, which you refer to as 'Czech'."
" Alex, that form of communication is 'speech' or ’language’. And Czech is one of the languages. " Kotjeslav corrected her.
"So it's for example like some kind of different math system?"
" Yes." he replied. "By the way, how do you know all this? You know… You have quite a lot of knowledge considering that you break out from your cocoon just a while ago. ”
“ It's easy… All the important information was programmed into my cortex, before I was hatched. I'm surprised you were surprised. Didn't your species also program knowledge into your brain before you hatched? ”
"To be clear: not all my people lay eggs."
"So how are you born?"
"Two-thirds of our species, like you, lay eggs. The last third I fall into gives birth to live cubs. In other words, the cubs develops inside the female instead of in the egg shell... ”
"It must be painful. Is it deadly for your females? ”
"Evolution has arranged for females to survive if done right. In addition, the bodies of the females have a special organ that serves as a way for the young to leave the mother. ”
"I can't imagine how your queens can give birth to entire colonies this way."
“Thats other thing. Our kind has no queens like you. In the same sense of the word.” he explained, and continued, “There are no infertile individuals among us who have the function of labor. We zvjerolids only have males and females - and unless it's a genetic defect, too old an age, or surgery - they're all fertile. "
"So it's no coincidence that we caught the drone?"
“That's what you found out from the X-ray, right?" But yes, it's not a coincidence. "
"So what about the information of a particular individual of your species?" Alexandra returned to her original question.
"We are born first with only basic instincts. As for knowledge: We have a system in which older individuals pass on knowledge to younger ones with the help of study material or practical examples. It is a long-term process lasting several years from three parts: general education, specifications, and finally the dissemination of knowledge to the chosen specification. In essence, we zvjerolids have been learning all our lives. ”
"Quite a primitive way, to my opinion." Alexandra replied dryly.
"But it has its advantages."
"What for example?"
"For example, everyone starts with the same chances. What job position you will have in our civilization depends on what knowledge you gain and how capable you are. ”
"And you as a drone?"
"I studied science, specifically chemistry, after my studies I had the choice of either doing research in this field or in a chemical plant. Before that was supposed to happen, I did ancillary work at a place we call the Zoo. Unfortunately for me, your kind kidnapped me to this place. And since I've spent more than one of our years here, I doubt I'll be able to finish school and get one of those named positions. " Alexandra looked down sadly, "Was it important to you?"
"I've been dreaming about that job since I was a child. And when I found out that I really enjoyed it, I was determined to get the job. ”
"I am sorry. But if circumstances allow, we would choose someone who will be willing to be in your place. "
"So…" Kotjeslav began, "Why did you choose me?"
"You were the closest."
"Closest?" Kotjeslav looked at Alexandra in confusion.
“Yes. You were closest to entering the portal. ”
"Then why didn't you open it somewhere else?"
"That's the thing: We can't control portals."
"What?"
"Portals are of natural origin. They have been appearing in our world for some time, and only recently have the intervals when they appear shortened to such an extent that our species has been able to plan exploratory expeditions. The problem is that it lasts only a very short time and always in a different place. It is therefore impossible for them to send an entire expedition that could safely return to the nest. Therefore, in the places where the portals appeared most often, teams were waiting to get any intelligent being into our world. And when one of the many portals opened, the creature was finally close enough to get to us before the portal closed. And that was you, Kotjeslav. ”
Kotjeslav sat in silence for a while, his expression depressed. Finally, after five minutes, he asked Alexandra, "I guess because of the nature of the portals, you're not able to determine how far apart our worlds are, are you?"
"We really don't know." Alexandra replied.
That broke Kotjeslav. The knowledge that he had been abducted by an alien race because he had appeared in the right place for them at the right time in an anomaly that they could not control filled him with grief. Mainly because if they were going to bring him back to Earth, they would have to have time to go through it until the portal appeared at the right time. And before that moment arrives, it will m announces to wait years. "I'll never see ours again." he thought.
Alexandra noticed his sadness. So she did one thing: she pulled Kotjeslav to her chest and hugged him to express her sympathy. To reassure her, she stroked his head. It was something she learned from him.
Kotjeslav then dipped his face into her mane and listened to the rhythm of her heart, along with the rhythm of her breath. The organs that were given to her from the stranger's DNA when her race chose her to serve in her live as a mediator between these races.
End of the second part.
First part (EN): https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36350641/
První část (CZ): https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36350765/
Next part (EN): https://www.furaffinity.net/view/39884922/
Další část (CZ): https://www.furaffinity.net/view/39704961/
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After was Kotjeslav kidnapped, he found himself in cell inside a nest made by species of alien insects. Why he is there? And what plans they have with him?
Transdimensional: Part 2 - Inside a nest
Without a clock on the phone and a window through which he could observe the time of day, Kotjeslav soon lost track of time in his cell. And the green light from the mushrooms didn't help him at all. The mushrooms glowed constantly and never turned off their chemical cold light. So when Kotjeslav wanted to fall asleep, he threw his T-shirt over them. Although the mushrooms shone through, he couldn't afford more. He could simply pluck them, but that would deprive him of a single source of light, and it would certainly take weeks for the fruiting bodies to grow back. That's why he started using the T-shirt later as a temporary eye flap.
They definitely didn't let him starve. They always delivered a portion of mushroom porridge through the pipes. Only each time did he have to force the end of the pipe to give it to him. He did it as he had seen in the lab: he stroked the edge of the hole and it spewed porridge. "So that's probably the most disgusting way to serve food." he said in disgust as he first touched the pipe tissue and stroked it. Because they didn't put a bowl or a plate in his room, he always had to reach out with one hand to grab a lump of porridge, otherwise it sprawled with a splash on the floor. Taste of the dish was a non-greasy and unsalted. And the only taste was simply a raw mushroom. Without access to the kitchen, he was left to eat the porridge as it was. "If they gave me at least some spices," he muttered between bites, "Even ordinary table salt would be enough — maybe it would taste tolerable."
There was no problem about quenching thirst. A gutter with a drain channel was excavated in one corner of the cell, into which water flowed from a hole in the wall. All he had to do was take water in his hands and drink.
During his imprisonment, Kotjeslav noticed that an eye on a stalk was watching him on the ceiling. It definitely worked like a security camera. Fortunately, if he wanted peace from the intrusive eye, so that he would have privacy, for example, in a hollow that served as a toilet, he simply pulled a sock over his eye, which was not good for anything else after he lost the other sock while they take his DNA. He just had to take it off every time, as it was almost taken away from him when he left it on a eye.
He often researched what the aliens had in store for him. The X-ray allowed them to understand his physique, that was clear. But what was not clear to him why they had injected his DNA into their eggs? Why would they do something like that? That didn't go through his head. He put his hands under his head and stretched his tail along his body. He thought about what was happening on Earth. The family is definitely looking for him. And what about the old man who saw him? He must have reported it to the police. "... But I strongly doubt they will trust him." he thought, "Actually, if someone told me he saw a boy being kidnapped by aliens using lightning ball, I wouldn't believe him either. Unfortunately, I'm the one who was kidnapped. " he sighed, "He was probably arrested or shoved into a madhouse. I hope at least someone filmed it. At least I'll have a memory in some video on Youtube ... "He smiled forcibly," I can already see it: Top 10 mysterious disappearances captured on camera… With such terrible quality and so shaked video that I'll be there just like a smudge of pixels. " Kotjeslav was saddened and added, "Well, yeah. But that would be the only proof that I disappeared." Kotjeslav sat down and looked at the membrane door. "And what if they finds out it's true? Will they try to find a way to save me? ” he frowned, "And what the hell are those stupid beetles up to? Like… I haven't seen they have firearms and most of their technology is organic based or as mix of organic and electronics. I doubt that an X-ray would work for them without inorganic components. They are needed for funcionality. Maybe they have them somewhere and they just didn't show them to me. Or maybe they have other types of weapons - for example, they will launch a biological weapon on Earth. In that case, I hope that our people at home will find a way to get here before they return to us… If they are no longer with us. ” he stood up and put his hands on his hips, wagging his tail angrily. He wanted to say something when he heard a clatter above him. He looked in the direction of the sound. The pipe was transporting something to his cell.
It was five minutes before a white cigar-shaped object was transported to the end of the pipe. It was the egg of those alien insects. And with a pause of about a minute behind him, something resembling two heart-shaped crab carapaces arrived. Kotjeslav stepped closer to the end of the pipeline. Up close, he could finally realize how big the egg was. He knew from documents about life in Africa that the eggs of ostrich zvjerolids and their feral mugande were huge, but that egg was perhaps three times as large. Such a size could be envied even by long-extinct terror birds. Since he had no ruler or any meter, he had to take the egg. Assuming that one forehead corresponded to 20 centimeters, the egg was 90 cm long and the diameter was 45 cm. He wondered why the egg had been sent to him. And after a moment's hesitation, he thought there was only one way to find out, so he stroked the pipe to release its contents. He dropped the egg into his open arms and his weight almost pulled him to the ground. A pair of carapaces fell on his head. He hissed in pain. He leaned the egg against the wall and sat down next to him, placing his hand on his head to crush the bulge.
When his head stopped shaking, he looked at the egg. He rested his head on his right hand and wondered why it had been sent to him. And even though the lighting in the room wasn't good at all, after a little search of the leathery shell, he found scars from something sharp and pointed. "Look at there… So you're one of those lab eggs." Kotjeslav said and smiled. He put the eggs in his lap. "Maybe I'll find out why they pumped my DNA into you." He stroked the egg with the words, "I don't know why you're here with me, but maybe you 'll know. Or maybe not. ” he scratched his hand behind his ear and asked himself, "Does their species have a genetic memory?" He then took one of the carapaces in his hand. He turned the object in his hand for a moment.
Finally, annoyed, he placed it next to the other carapace. And because he was getting tired, he wore a T-shirt around his eyes as he did every day, lay on his left hip and fell asleep.
*****
Strange sounds woke him halfway through his sleep. He removed the makeshift flap from his eyes and saw what woke him. Something was moving inside the egg. The leathery shell rippled and swelled, finally breaking. A black round head peeked out of the hole. The creature widened the hole in the egg with its mandibles until it was large enough to pass through. Finally, she starved hungrily into the rest of the egg.
Kotjeslav had mixed feelings at the sight. Along with several options to follow, one came to mind that he was really worried about: What if he was served as food for that? He had no idea about the psychology of this alien insect. And maybe why he was still alive was just because they needed something to improve the diet of their Frankenstein monster. Then an even worse thought occurred to him. All he had to do was see all the parts of the Alien movies and Star Infantry to know that he might be a balaclava.
The larva turned in his direction and looked at him with her dark blue eyes. His hair bristled as the larva winked at him. He screamed in surprise. "It's an insect… It's a stupid insect…" he panicked in his mind, "The insect has no eyelids… Crap… Even the damned… Those I saw didn't blink… They're like insects from Earth, they can't blink. So why is it winking at me? ” The larva blinked twice in a row, then slowly crawled toward him on her tiny chubby legs. "Stay away from me!" he yelled at the larva and a hiss escaped his throat. He leaned against the wall. He felt his pupils tighten into thin black lines and his claws protruded from all his fingers. His tail flapped furiously. The larva stopped and looked at him confused. So at least that's how it look like, without mimic muscles it was hard to say how she actually pretend. He squirmed at her as she began to approach again.
She looked quite awkward with her movement. Kotjeslav began to realize how defenseless the creature was. Mind slowly began to regain control of his body as he realized that the creature was more like a toddler than a facehugger or a parasitic beetle. But still, his instincts told him, "Kill it before it kills you, or it will do worse for you!" It was this dilemma that made him stoned at place and simply wait for what would follow.
Finally, the larva slowly reached him. She made a series of thin sounds. With a little imagination, she sounded a bit like a kitten. Kotjeslav's claws slowly retracted and his pupils returned to their normal width as the larva began to scurry against him, purring. He didn't know what to do. It seemed friendly, but it could only be a trick. Finally, Kotjeslav ventured: He carefully took the larva with both hands and lifted it to the level of his eyes. The larva wasn't as big as its egg — about twenty inches shorter than the shell — it weighed no less. They looked at each other quietly before Kotjeslav dared to say, "Hello little one." The larva narrowed her eyes and howled cheerfully in response.
When the larva turned out to be harmless, Kotjeslav slept peacefully and let his new companion sleep next to him. And without realizing it, he even began to purr after a long time. He finally had some company and didn't have to be alone. But if he only knew what was waiting for him, he probably wouldn't sleep so calmly.
He woke up better than usual, only with weird feeling that he had something around his neck. He sat down and reached for the place. He was horrified. What yesterday looked like an empty crab carapaces clung to the back of his neck, an animal that was now parasitizing on him. The same thing happened to the larva. It was clear that it had happened while they were asleep. Kotjeslav immediately began searching for the edge of the carapace with his hands and dug his claws into the gap between his skin and the parasite's body. A sharp pain shot through him as he tried to peel the thing off. The pain felt as if he had dug his claws into his own skin.
He ran to the larva in horror. Through her transparent body, he could see how the parasites were connected to them. Their roots connected to the nervous and blood systems. Kotjeslav almost vomited. He stroked the larva, which awoke because of her loud breathing. She didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that something was parasitizing on her. Like him, she probably didn't feel the parasite behind her head.
Kotjeslav looked at the eye on the stem, which, as always, watched them tirelessly. He look at that thing with full of fury, "Why are you doing this?" he shouted at the eye, "Why are those monsters throwing at us? What's that supposed to mean? What the fuck you want?” He shouted at the eye for a while. But even though he was furious, no one came to pacify him or see anything in the room. Finally, the zvjerolid's patience was completely out, he grabbed the stem on which eye went and tore off the live camera from the wall. After that a holes open in the walls and the air was filled with narcotics, which caused Kotjeslav to fall and lose consciousness.
Kotjeslav wake up a few hours later. His gaze met the ceiling, which was now six eyes instead of the original one.
*****
Several days have passed since this event. Kotjeslav regret that he destroyed the eye in fury, because now he could never have privacy again. And the parasites: since he couldn't get rid of them, he had no choice but to get used to their presence. What he didn't notice at first was that whenever he spoke or conducted an internal monologue, the parasite always shone on Alex.
Alex, that's what he named the larva. He wasn't sure what gender the larva was, so he gave it a neutral name. Although, due to his lack of knowledge about gender, he was not sure how to inflect that name in this case.
They diversified their menu. They no longer had only mushroom porridge, but they mixed it with something crunchy and meat-like inside. One day, they delivered a pair of aphid-like animals and bulbous plants with them via pipeline. And like aphids, after the plants were sown, the creatures began to produce sweet juice. The way of consuming the juice was first strange for Kotjeslav, but then he got used to it. Something sweet on his tongue was better than still feeling the taste of raw mushrooms. And Alex appreciated the change, too.
He spent time with Alex talking to each other. It was a one-sided conversation, because Alex didn't speak much - in other words, he didn't speak at all - but he listened to Kotjeslav. Kotjeslav also played and cuddled with Alex. Alex liked tickling his belly the most. It was obvious that they were both happy to have someone to spend time with.
Alex grew every day. His body was no longer transparent and he instead got white bare skin. Tight hairs even began to sprout around his neck. Due to its size, they began to increase their rations to feed the larva.
The hairs around Alex's head began to resemble Kotjeslav's cheeks - which, after a few months without cutting, gave the zvjerolid a fully lynx look-. Over time, it was impossible for Alex to move or at least crawl on his little feet, so he spent time lying next to a one wall in the cell. Kotjeslav had no idea what size Alex would end his growth. It took weeks before he was as long as Kotjeslav was tall. It was getting crowded in the cell because of that. Kotjeslav could even sleep on him like he was on a bed. And after a few more weeks, Alex reached twice that size. That was the time when his growth finally stopped. And something incredible happened: The parasites fell away. First the parasite fell off from Alex and a day later from Kotjeslav. The parasites turned out to be dead, and there was no sign of their hosts after feasting on them — as if they had never happened.
And then another thing came: Alex crouch. It was a long process when Alex made a cocoon out of a silk-like material, and in the end of the process Kotjeslav was alone again in the cell.
*****
A very long time has passed. It seemed to Kotjeslav that it was perhaps four months since he was alone again. He completely forgot what it was like and began to realize how much time he had actually spent in the cell inside the insect's nest. Alex helped him forget that he was far from his home planet and from his family and friends. And now all these feelings were back to him. The alien aphids weren't as playful as Alex when he was a little larva, so he had to wait in the hope that Alex would one day rip open his cocoon. Kotjeslav wondered how Alex would look like after the metamorphosis.
That day came more than a month later. Just as when Alex hatched from his egg, Kotjeslav slept that day. And as soon as he heard something happening, he immediately woke up. The banging of awakening Alex on the cocoon cover and caused that he fall off. Kotjeslav got back on his feet and waited for what was to follow.
A few long minutes ago, the cocoon finally broke and Alex dug out in his adult form. Like the other members of his species, he had the figure of an insect taur with sharp features and a wasp like head, except that Alex had seven corner growths resembling a crown on the back of his head, but he differed from them in several respects. He had a mane around his neck and his feelers was same as moths have. His hands, unlike other insects, had a palm with four fingers. The abdomen was twice as large as those of the insect workers, but not as flattened as the one who had wrapped Kotjeslav in strings at the time. From his larval stage, Alex kept his blue eyes with eyelids, with which he winked at Kotjeslav. He smiled at Alex and said cheerfully, "Hi Alex, nice to see you again!"
"Me too." Alex replied unexpectedly. His voice was very soft and there was a knock with each consonant. And then he said something that stopped Kotjeslav even more: "I didn't even hope to see you anymore." In Kotjeslav native language, he spoke of himself as a woman.
" Alex ... You're Alexandra?" Kotjeslav asked her.
Alex, now Alexandra stared at him in confusion for a moment, then she replied, "Yes." then she asked him, "Is something wrong?"
"It just turned out that the larva I spent half a year of my life can talk to and it's a female." He answered her dryly. After a short pause, he asked her, "Alex, could you speak before you coughed?"
Alex didn't wait long to answer, "My body wasn't built for that. I missed my lower jaw. ” She spread her mandibles and showed him that her mouth was hidden beneath them. It was a rather unpleasant sight, especially when he saw that there were more than twenty needle-shaped teeth on the upper and lower jaws.
"Good, that's enough!" begged Kotjeslav to Alexandra, and she closed her terrible mouth. He wiped away his sweat and took a deep breath. "Alexandra, do you know what's going on here?" Alexandra nodded in agreement. Kotjeslav sat down under one of the clumps of fruiting mushrooms and tapped his left hand next to him, saying, "Sit next to me and please tell me about it!"
Alex nodded again in agreement, and at a noble step, reminiscent of a giraffe walking, she came to him and sat down. Her pose reminded Kotjeslav of the position of four-legged animals on Earth. "What would you like to know from me?" she started the conversation with a question.
Kotjeslav's first question was: “How did you learn Czech? Do the parasites something with it? ”
" Yes, the 'parasites' really allowed me to learn your way of communicating."
" How?"
" Our scientists have genetically modified them…"
" ... Just like they modified you."
" Yes, that's right." Alexandra confirmed and continued: "They modified them so that their telepathic abilities would allow the transmission of the meaning of information in the form of communication, which you refer to as 'Czech'."
" Alex, that form of communication is 'speech' or ’language’. And Czech is one of the languages. " Kotjeslav corrected her.
"So it's for example like some kind of different math system?"
" Yes." he replied. "By the way, how do you know all this? You know… You have quite a lot of knowledge considering that you break out from your cocoon just a while ago. ”
“ It's easy… All the important information was programmed into my cortex, before I was hatched. I'm surprised you were surprised. Didn't your species also program knowledge into your brain before you hatched? ”
"To be clear: not all my people lay eggs."
"So how are you born?"
"Two-thirds of our species, like you, lay eggs. The last third I fall into gives birth to live cubs. In other words, the cubs develops inside the female instead of in the egg shell... ”
"It must be painful. Is it deadly for your females? ”
"Evolution has arranged for females to survive if done right. In addition, the bodies of the females have a special organ that serves as a way for the young to leave the mother. ”
"I can't imagine how your queens can give birth to entire colonies this way."
“Thats other thing. Our kind has no queens like you. In the same sense of the word.” he explained, and continued, “There are no infertile individuals among us who have the function of labor. We zvjerolids only have males and females - and unless it's a genetic defect, too old an age, or surgery - they're all fertile. "
"So it's no coincidence that we caught the drone?"
“That's what you found out from the X-ray, right?" But yes, it's not a coincidence. "
"So what about the information of a particular individual of your species?" Alexandra returned to her original question.
"We are born first with only basic instincts. As for knowledge: We have a system in which older individuals pass on knowledge to younger ones with the help of study material or practical examples. It is a long-term process lasting several years from three parts: general education, specifications, and finally the dissemination of knowledge to the chosen specification. In essence, we zvjerolids have been learning all our lives. ”
"Quite a primitive way, to my opinion." Alexandra replied dryly.
"But it has its advantages."
"What for example?"
"For example, everyone starts with the same chances. What job position you will have in our civilization depends on what knowledge you gain and how capable you are. ”
"And you as a drone?"
"I studied science, specifically chemistry, after my studies I had the choice of either doing research in this field or in a chemical plant. Before that was supposed to happen, I did ancillary work at a place we call the Zoo. Unfortunately for me, your kind kidnapped me to this place. And since I've spent more than one of our years here, I doubt I'll be able to finish school and get one of those named positions. " Alexandra looked down sadly, "Was it important to you?"
"I've been dreaming about that job since I was a child. And when I found out that I really enjoyed it, I was determined to get the job. ”
"I am sorry. But if circumstances allow, we would choose someone who will be willing to be in your place. "
"So…" Kotjeslav began, "Why did you choose me?"
"You were the closest."
"Closest?" Kotjeslav looked at Alexandra in confusion.
“Yes. You were closest to entering the portal. ”
"Then why didn't you open it somewhere else?"
"That's the thing: We can't control portals."
"What?"
"Portals are of natural origin. They have been appearing in our world for some time, and only recently have the intervals when they appear shortened to such an extent that our species has been able to plan exploratory expeditions. The problem is that it lasts only a very short time and always in a different place. It is therefore impossible for them to send an entire expedition that could safely return to the nest. Therefore, in the places where the portals appeared most often, teams were waiting to get any intelligent being into our world. And when one of the many portals opened, the creature was finally close enough to get to us before the portal closed. And that was you, Kotjeslav. ”
Kotjeslav sat in silence for a while, his expression depressed. Finally, after five minutes, he asked Alexandra, "I guess because of the nature of the portals, you're not able to determine how far apart our worlds are, are you?"
"We really don't know." Alexandra replied.
That broke Kotjeslav. The knowledge that he had been abducted by an alien race because he had appeared in the right place for them at the right time in an anomaly that they could not control filled him with grief. Mainly because if they were going to bring him back to Earth, they would have to have time to go through it until the portal appeared at the right time. And before that moment arrives, it will m announces to wait years. "I'll never see ours again." he thought.
Alexandra noticed his sadness. So she did one thing: she pulled Kotjeslav to her chest and hugged him to express her sympathy. To reassure her, she stroked his head. It was something she learned from him.
Kotjeslav then dipped his face into her mane and listened to the rhythm of her heart, along with the rhythm of her breath. The organs that were given to her from the stranger's DNA when her race chose her to serve in her live as a mediator between these races.
End of the second part.
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