I crouched on a thick branch at the top of a large oak tree, snarling down at the uniformed men like a savage. Still I kept quiet enough for them not to notice me over the crunching of their standard issue boots through the leaves. There were maybe two dozen of them, all in crisp blue coats, with military style hair cuts, short and neat. Everything about them was stiff and methodical, maybe a private army. They poked around the forest, pushing back braches and peering up into trees, none of them looking high enough to spot the branch I had made my perch.I could just see through a gap in the leaves to a clearing off to my right, in the clearing stood even more men, they too had a stiff, cold demeanor, but these men stood in black suits, just as crisp and clean, and occasionally one would raise a little black box to his lips and talk into it as if it could hear him. They had black vans with tinted windows that I couldn't see inside. I didn't know who these men were, or what it was that they wanted, but there were two things that I did know. The first, was that these had been the men that had destroyed my people, that had attacked my clan, they had been the ones to take away my parents, my friends and all twelve of my siblings. I was the only one left, which brings me to the second thing I knew, they had seen me, they I knew I was here, and now they were looking for me.
I had sent out a message to my people, desperate to communicate the way my whole clan did, telepathy. I projected my thoughts as hard and long as I could, trying to send a stronger signal to anyone who may be still alive, but I got nothing, either everyone was dead or they had been taken out of my range. I may have been communicating through the mind my entire life, but my power was still relatively weak compared to the older folk, the person I wished to communicate with had to be within a certain range, or my thoughts would never reach them.
"Hey!" I heard a voice call from below, "up there in the oak!" one of the blue coated men stood below my tree, pointing up at the branch on which I sat, I hissed down at him like a panther, showing him my yellow teeth, and baring the canines that I had sharpened into "fangs".
In an overwhelming rush I suddenly found ten or so men under me, a lot of them yelling up at me all at the same time, making it hard to understand what it was they were screaming. If that wasn't hard enough they were all using their mouths to speak, a method that was completely foreign to me, it was hard enough to understand one man trying to communicated in this fashion, much less all ten. I brought my hands up to cover my ears, continuing to hiss down at the strange men below me.
I watched in confusion and instinctive terror as a small group of blue coated men trotted off toward the black vans, opening the back and taking out a large net and a some sort of tube with a handle attached to it. With these instruments the men jogged back to the base of my tree, spreading the net out among the men, having each soldier hold a section of the edge. I watched as one of them, the only one who did not hold a section of the net pointed the opening of the tub at me.
My wild eyes widened with fear and I scrambled higher into the tree top, desperate to get away from the strange object pointed at me. I gave a yelp as I felt a sharp pain in my left thigh. I looked down at it to find that a sort of dart, like the kind my older brothers and I liked to make to throw at small animals like squirrel or chipmunks stuck out of my leg. I barely had time to wonder about this odd dart, something was wrong with the forest. Why was it spinning? The forest didn't just spin. It must've been the working of the blue men. I twisted to face them below be, intending to take up hissing at them once more, and that's when the world went black.
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