"Would you look at that?" came the amused voice of a man. "This kid's filthy, I can't even tell if it's a girl or a boy. Heck I don't even know if it's human!" I opened my eyes very suddenly, that voice, it had been inside my head that's for sure, but these men, they spoke using their mouths, didn't they? I tried to turn my head, but it throbbed with such a deep pain that I didn't bother to try again. Through the corners of my eyes I could see that two of the blue men sat on either side of me, each on a bench which protruded out of the wall, even as my head swam I could make out the dark squares of tinted windows. I was in one of their vans. As I started to gain my senses I began to hear more comments inside my own head, they all belonged to one of four voices, two of which must have belonged to men I couldn't see. This all confused me, everything that I was hearing didn't seem to be open for all to hear, so why was I hearing it? Did they not know how to guard their thoughts? That was a skill that every child in the Luna clan learned at a very young age, now the process came to me by second nature, I hardly ever gave it a second thought. How else did you keep others from reading those few privates thoughts that you never wished to be heard? It was all so overwhelming, all of that information bombarding me at once. Though I was awake my head still swam, hindering my concentration, I closed my eyes, trying my best to block it all out.
After a while, when I had finally managed to ignore the voices to the point where they were merely faint whispers in the back of my mind I again opened my eyes to the world, taking in much more than I had the first time. I managed to lift my head just enough to glimpse the tight leather straps that bound my arms to a sort of metal table that rose in the middle of the van. I couldn't see them, but I could feel similar straps around my thighs, ankles and waist. I glared at the straps, almost as if I could set myself free just by scowling at them. I Tightened the muscles in my arms, causing the straps to dig further into my flesh, crisscrossing over the dark, swirling tattoos that curled up my forearms, a symbol that showed I belonged to the Luna clan.
Neither of the men I had noticed earlier spoke in their odd fashion, and I didn't bother to listen to their thoughts, but I did glare at the one on my right, that was the one who I had traced the first voice back to. "I'm a girl!" I spat his way, communicating with my mind of course. I watched him jump, trying to keep his stiff demeanor. I opened up my mind to his thoughts, still trying my best to ignore the others.
"I must be going crazy," I heard him think to himself, "Hearing voices and things,"
"Over here idiot!" I thought back, "You know, your prisoner?" I saw his expression change from stiff, to scared, to surprised. He shifted his weight, moving more toward the edge of the bench.
"Hey, you hear that?" he asked the guy sitting on my left, of course, using their strange method of talk.
"Hear what?" the other man asked in a bored tone.
"Me!" I projected to both of them, were they stupid or something?
This time I watched the other man jump, his face going through the same rapidly changing emotions. Both pairs of eyes were now fixed on me, both men inspecting me, taking in my long brown, tangled hair which had never been cut, the leaves, branches and twigs that snagged in it, some worked in so deep that my hair curled over it, growing on around it. I watched as their eyes examined my tattoos which swirled up my arms, legs, sides, ribcage and shoulders, as their eyes passed over my skin, darkened with dirt and by the sun, and my green eyes that matched the colors of the forest.
I finally got sick of them staring at me like I was the strange one. "What are you looking at??" I thought at them both, no reply, "cat got your brain?" I asked.
They both shared a look of amazement, which baffled me, what was so weird? I mean I understood that they talked to each other in a different way than was normal, but surely they were telepathic as well.
"I-is that you?" the man on the right asked out loud. He stood over me now, staring down at me.
I rolled my eyes, "No it's the forest monster," I thought at him sarcastically. "seriously now!"
"I...I..." he stuttered, but he didn't get much farther than that, because after he muttered his second I, he fainted.
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