Chapter 8: Friends?

“May i speak to your leader?” ask the boy while staring at what he assumes to be the leader in the eyes. It appears that humans manage to evolve on this planet, are there any different traits they might have evolved to survive with this planet? There is a chance that their Nictitating membrane is still operational.

“I am the head guards captain of this town, may i ask you purpose in this town?” ask the man. The man seems to be highly alert if the tight twitching muscle seen in his hand is any indication. “Is that so?” Muse the boy, completely ignoring Dillan’s question. Suddenly the boy felt his neck being touched by the shaft of multiple spears.

it seems like these guards had surrounded me, any advice?. Mentaly ask the boy to the AI hidden in his coat.

[from the physical language of these guards we can conclude that these guards are incredibly alert, it seems that they are considering you to be a potential hostile target.]

Is violence necessary? ask the boy

[no, they seem to be aggressive due to your question. From our recorded document it is advice to avoid contact with these guards to allow them to “calm down.”.] advise the AI.

avoid contact, correct?

[correct.] affirmed the AI.

“So be it then.” mumble the boy. just loud enough for the guards to hear, not that he realized it.

Dillan’s pov

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“S̸o̶ ̵b̴e̸ ̸i̷t̷ ̵t̵h̴e̵n̷.̷”mumble the boy in monotone the slightly annoyed tone used by the boy immediately set all of the guardsman. Then right after that, in less than a blink of an eye he’s gone.

“He-he’s gone!” excame Dillan. Immediately the guards start to look around them to find nothing but the streets and alarmed villiger staring at them.

“Find him!” order Dillan to the guardsmen. Thanks to their training the guardsmens immediately got to work, setting up perimeter and checkpoint around the village preventing any individual from moving around the village without them knowing.

“This boy is skilled.” mumbled Dillan. “tell the watchtowers that a boy wearing white coat manages to sneak into the village, it can't be that hard to miss such a target.” yelled Dillan to one of the guardsmen.

“I will not have another person die on my watch.” spoke out Dillan as he joined the other guardsmen in the search effort , his eyes full of determination.

The Boy’s pov

“So be it then.” mumble the boy as he deactivated his speed and reaction suppressant, immediately time slows down to a halt beside him. Carefully he moved the spear out of the way, he crouched down and dashed through the gap between the legs between the 2 guards in front of him. After he got far enough that the guards most likely won’t notice him, he lifted his finger up to the height of his face .

Click! With the light snap of his finger he reactivated his suppressant and time resume to normal speed around him. As he walks down the street he can hear the panicked voice of the guardsmen, along with the sounds of coming from these strange wooden towers, but currently his main focus is on exploring this “Village.”.

While strolling through the streets of the village the boy saw a few humans with the same height as him, these humans were surrounding a single human whose eyes were covered by a piece of cloth. Curious, he approaches these humans to observe them. After a few minutes of observing these humans seemed to notice the boys as they turned to stare at him.

“Who is she?” “no! It’s a boy.” “but she has long hair.” “she is wearing a skirt.” “she must be a nobel! Look at that coat!” “Why is she just standing there?” commented the humans while observing the boy. Soon a female human steps forward toward the boy with a tense smile on her face.

“H..hi are you new here?” ask the female human while keeping an arm length distance between them.

“Correct, I am new to this ‘village’.” answered the boy in monotone, the emotionless tone along with the unusual accent the boy used managed to make the girl take an involuntary step back.

“So….. why are you staring at us?” ask the girl.

“I deem your activity worth my interest, as such I took it upon myself to document your activity.” answered the boy in an almost robotic voice.

“Umm.. hey want to join?”

“Join?” ask the boy, confused by the implication of the word ‘join’ in such a situation.

“The game, do you want to play it with us?” explain the girl.

“game..” muse the boy, after a long minute of careful discussion between himself and the AI finally replied the boy.

“Very well, I shall partake in this ‘game’ with you humans.”