Day 2

Hive Daycare

I didn’t know how long I slept, I felt myself energized and full of vitality, I tried to roll my limbless body from my original condition… I felt myself rolling to the side; I was constricted by the hard bound leather keeping my head in place, in which keeps me from seeing where I was rolling…

Something then came to collect me, its footsteps hard on the ground as it walked, I kept my ‘ears’ perked up or whatever it is I used for hearing to determine its presence in the room.

Slowly, it went to me… the same ‘hand’ picked me up, and released the hard leather from its affixes, in which released me from its confines.

I was now able to clearly see myself, wormlike body, with 2 claw-like teethes (Mandibles) that I can now see in front of me, linked on the sides of my mouth… I moved them; different sensations flowed through my appendages as I shifted them from their place.

*Up* *Down* *Left* *Right* (the two appendage moving in unison in that order)

I was too amazed at my new limbs, different and new. I knew I didn’t have this before…

‘Before…’ I thought hardly

I tried to skim through my mind, trying to remember who I was before ‘this’… but I only felt empty, a gap where something felt detached, like a void. I tried to unearth my uncertainty, I knew that it’s not supposed to be like this, but doing it is like trying to find a needle in room filled with haystacks.

I tried to remember it, trying harder than I ever did before, my attempt to reach out to the void caused head-aches, but I tried harder I pushed through the head-aches then unexpectedly, the head-aches progressed into head-splitting pain, like worms crawling throughout my brain…

I roared in agony, and thrashed, as the pain ripped away at my mind, swaying my body from side to side. Trying to find a way to filter the pain… It felt like an eternity. Then the mind-numbing pain vanished after I stopped trying, and left me spent.

A few moments, is what took me to realize that the creature that collected me has stopped; it tried to see what was happening to me. I looked at it… its beady eyes held uncertainty and worry as it surveyed my body.

With a bit of probing, the creature then seemed to confirm that there was nothing wrong with me and then continued on its path.

What lay at the end of the cobblestone hallway was something I never have anticipated, an unforeseeable event.

A fenced area, filled with greenish gray grime-like mud traversing all over a wide area. The fences appears to be sharp carapaces surveying and walling the creatures inside; Long worm-like creatures, they have pointed feet enough to support their bodies while moving and claw-teethe protruding from their jaws; The appendage in their mouth is similar to mine as well as their elongated body, which might mean that I am the same as they are...

The creature that grabbed me then placed me inside the fenced area. Keeping us inside, away from danger… it seems.

I watched the creature that placed me here as it moved away to the arch-way from which we came from. And then I turned my back from where it disappeared… what welcomed my ‘eyes’ were. Beady eyed creatures, with sharp appendages in their mouths and small sharp feet connecting their body to the ground.

I examined as I examined myself, and there I saw corresponding similarities. As they have those sharp pointed feet; segmented into two acting like joints, this meant that I also have mine. So I tried to have a feel for it since I can’t see any visual pointed feet when I looked at mine.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on my mid-lower body, trying to find those feet that I supposedly have, but seemed to have hidden its self-inside me. A little bit of focusing and I felt the peculiar bump, on my sides. I tried to will it to move and to my surprise, it actually worked.

My pointed feet bared themselves out and there I got to see the pointed hard feet. I tested them, tested their balance and as I tried to walk and then continued with my first step.

I stumbled…

‘Face’ flat on the ground. I moved but because of my multiple feet (4 legs). Control was troublesome… After a bit of testing, I was now able to discern which feet to move first and which is next.

Walking still needs focus and running is still a long way from where I stand… after the grueling practice, I felt uncomfortable rumbling coming from my abdomen or the middle of my body.

I feel hungry… I think, after the painful experience I went through trying to uncover my ‘memories’. I am now sure that the expression ‘I can eat a horse’ is proven viable…

Then that shook me. ‘What the hell is a horse?’ I thought. Is it some clue that may help me disclose the memories that I tried to remember.

‘Hmmm… what is a horse?’ from what I gathered from the fragments of what may have been my memories, a horse is some-kind of animal and some people can ride it, but it seems that it stops there…

*Grumble*

The grumbling of my stomach seemed to have awakened me from my reasoning, I felt hungrier now but…

‘What will I eat?’ I asked myself

I looked around, the floor was filled with gray grime, and the creatures around me are eating the grime… ‘Is the grime edible?’

I was reluctant of eating an unknown grub, but decided against it and devoured anything that I could get my head to, ‘If I am going to die eating this, I may as well die with a full stomach’

But to my surprise, it isn’t actually half bad. Jelly-like texture both soft and slimy, with bits of solid mixed in, it tasted sweet and a bit of unknown taste invading my taste buds… it had the after taste of bitterness, but Hunger is the best spice one can get… so I kept eating.

I felt full, almost mind-bogglingly full… I was bloated, compared to the other ‘Larvae’ trapped in this place. I was almost twice the width of the average. I tried to walk but my legs felt too weak support my plump body… so I decided not to squirm around and waste energy so I chose to sleep.

A mild rest was all I needed to dissolve all those grime inside me, I didn’t know what day it was but I felt that something interesting may happen in the following days to come.

I relieved myself on the far side of the enclosure; I didn’t want shitting on my food would i? I gathered myself there, took a look of my surroundings, and then approached one of the ‘Larvaes’ scattered around pen.

I tried speaking—well squeaking per say. I tried to communicate; I didn’t expect any of them to ‘speak’ with me but maybe in the future, I may need to train my ‘vocals’. I didn’t know what to call it.

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-Hello? - I ‘said’.

The ‘larvae’ looked at me and then continued on its way after giving a glance… I felt a bit irritated but I decided that revenge can be ensured in another time. I tried approaching the other ‘Larvaes’ but they simply ignored me, some casting glances but most of them ignored me.

I then decided not to waste my time with them until the time that I can ‘communicate’ with them arises.

Day 3-6

Hive Nursery

The following days passed

I continued my stupidly repetitive routine, eating like a king every day or Eating myself full every 2 hours, then sleeping lazy. But those are not the only things that I do, most of the time I may seem useless… well, actually I am useless but sometimes i take my time to observe and casually study the ‘Larvaes’ by poking them with my appendages and then running away, and sometimes even charging at them from behind and then running for cover after, and through those special times, I discovered that they are actually quite fragile, unlike me their shells/carapace seemed to be softer than mine.

And they are smaller…

I tested how hard their shells are, a few cracks can be formed with a single charge coming from me, and those attempts aren’t even fast. About a few half a feet per second seems to be the fastest I can go, and at that rate. I can crack their shells with ease but not to the point to kill them…

But this time I did something bad. I didn’t realized that the one I charged is actually a very fragile ‘Larvae’, as I struck it, instead of cracks, the whole shell caved in on where the blow landed. The ‘Larvae’ squirmed and thrashed as its bluish purple blood flowed from the wound.

I examined the wound, there are two layers of covering protecting the mushy interior… then there I realized that the ‘Larvae’ stopped moving…

I then started panicking; I didn’t know what to do. But the first thing I did was look around, there I saw the ‘Larvaes’ minding their own business and not caring what others are doing, and I was included in those others.

The first thought that came to mind was hide the body and then I tried to dig, the grime parted from where I tried to dig, scraping the grime with my appendages but it immediately receded back from where it came from, then I tried to eat it but suddenly the grime regenerated…and to my luck I gave an Imaginary middle Finger towards the Gods that represent that of Luck…

After my futile tries of digging, I then found a rather incredulous idea… ‘I could eat the body so that no one would notice’… I didn’t know why I thought of that but I immediately instigated my plan. I crunched up the body and swallowed the ‘Larvae’ whole, I didn’t think that I could eat it whole but I did. Well, I was bigger than most ‘Larvaes’ but it didn’t seem to be a problem so I disregarded it.

After eating the ‘Larvae’, I felt something in my mind *Click*, like wheels began to turn but I didn’t know why, so I paid the feeling as some sort of insignificant delusion.

A few moments passed, after leaving the crime scene. I thought about what I did and reflected that what I did was a very stupid idea… I could have just left the body and no one would have noticed, well maybe the big Creatures would notice the dead ‘larvae’, if I wasn’t there, no one would suspect that it was me, but panic made me desperate and caught me in the heat…

I gave a small prayer to the sacrifice of the small ‘Larvae’… now that I think about it, the larvae actually tasted good, like chicken with sweet fluids feeling the inside… ‘No, no, no’

I shook my head in disbelief thinking that the ‘Larvae’ actually tasted good and didn’t think that I would be calm doing such act of cannibalism but it never actually occurred to me where my morals align. It made me wonder what I had been in my old life… wondered if maybe I was evil or good before…

I want to know what I was, I want to know who I was, how did I come to this and what is the reason of my actions… I want to know if there are some factors that led me to this predicament.

I sat there contemplating my actions but then “The deed is done”… I tried to sleep it off but thousand questions kept creeping up on my mind.

Like ‘What the fuck is a chicken’?

Day 7-10

Hive Nursery

So the following days was spent with me; Eating, Lazing around, testing my appendages trying to find anything that maybe new on my body, but other than my obscene growth there was not much worth mentioning other than observing the giant creatures on which I turned to call the ‘Caretakers’.

These Caretakers as their name implies they take care of us, they watch us which is actually kind of good too, like when I ‘accidentally’ cannibalized a fellow ‘Larvae’, they tried to find out where that ‘Larvae’ went, good thing there was no ‘Caretaker’ present during the time of the crime.

It seems that they actually kept our numbers recorded, or how many we actually are. They surveyed the whole room that time and then they gave up after the 2nd day, after that they kept one Caretaker present at all times.

On which prevented me from doing my experiments of probing my fellow ‘Larvae’ since one time when I tried to stab— poke the larvae with my pointed claw-teethe on one of its eyes, the ‘Larvae’ then screamed and squirmed or whatever it is equivalent of it to things like us after stabbing— poking it lightly in the eye.

The Caretaker went and grabbed me, and then muttered some babble then transferred me to a small fenced area on corner of the room that is big enough to accompany 2 average ‘Larvaes’ and one fat me…

There I got stuck for a day… and after that I didn’t actually think of doing one of my ‘experiments’ now since being stuck in an small enclosed space with nothing to do is actually very traumatic experience.

One thing didn’t change during the following days is that I am still a glutton, considering I am the biggest out of all the ‘Larvaes’, it didn’t change the fact that the taste of the Grime doesn’t make want to vomit after eating it for a lot of times, so eating it when I’m bored doesn’t seem to be like a bad idea.

Author's Notes:

Hello this is the Author, Thank you for reading The first chapter of this Fiction. I'm open for suggestions for the Title :)

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p,s

For those who read my first Fiction, it is on temporary hiatus. Major Changes shall be made. and after hiatus, a bunch of chapters will be posted for a whole week :).