The Creation of Freedom

[Remnant]

Then just take me! Infect me! Use me for your own goals then! Just.. Please don't let me continue this life..

{...I refuse...}

You..

Not believing what she is hearing

You what? Refuse? But the Order.. Always saying that you will kill or infect humans on sight. What is going on?

{...The creation of freedom... Found in ones will to do as you wish.. Do what in your mind you think is right.. Shut out the others.. No longer bound with 'them'...}

I.. I see.. Your.. Your not like the rest you say? But how.. How is that possible.. I may not be the most knowledgeable of your kind.. But.. That just doesn't seem natural..

{...What is correct.. And what they say are two things.. Few are correct.. Others bound...}

A few seconds of silence

{...Human kin.. 'My' intervention... Forgive 'this'...}

I.. Things just have gotten so.. I.. I just want things to end.. But.. I don't know what to think anymore!

{...Will end of mind do any good...}

Will it.. At least it would put me out of my misery.. Now look at what I'm doing.. Talking to an alien like its my friend..

{...Friendship possible between 'this' and 'your' kind?...}

Can we be friends? Umm.. Well humans don't really like your kind.. Always killing us because you can.. That's what they say anyways.. There.. There is too much hate between you and us.. I don't think that's possible unless all ones are like you..

{...Few know separation from 'him'.. Friendship... 'Others' of you speak of this as bond of trust.. Do 'you' believe this is possible? Even with 'this'?...}

A bond of trust.. I.. I don't know.. Your the only person who actually listens to me.. Your the only person I have spoken to in almost a month..

{...Why do humans hate humans.. Pointless.. Effects show through you.. Despair.. Anger.. 'This' feels these.. But only by actions of others.. What have you done..}

Humans are not like that! We find anger, hate, annoyance, lust, greed in everything! humans are horrible! They just don't like me because I'm from the poor community.. Nobody cares about the poor people.. im lucky enough to afford this small ship.. but..

She looks around the open plain

I really don’t know if im on the ship anymore.. I..i don’t know what you are doing on the outside..

{…Please.. trust this.. ‘you’ are safe.. talking causes annoyance to this in the outside world.. Human-kin unable to understand due to closed minds...}

Its.. its strange.. I trust you for some reason.. the.. one of the first people in my life..

{…Curiosity prevails.. friendship possible?...}

I.. your not like the rest.. yes.. I think.. we can be friends..

A immense warmth flows across the field, causing the girl to hug herself lightly

What..what is this?

{…Tell me.. what is human-kin named?...}

Pamela… its not the best name.. another reason why I’m made fun of.. I’m seventeen for gods sake.. but they wont stop..

{…Pamela-named…}

Another wave of warmth passes over her

{…'their' actions unforgivable.. But unable to give help.. Weak for multi-node...}

You.. h-help!? How.. How could you ever help.. You would only make it worse, people saying I've made friends with a killer..

The small warmth starts to heat up into a blistering heat

{... not a killer! Only done when necessary! ...}
A look of fear quickly spreads onto her face

But.. But they don't know that.. Even I can't tell anymore.. I.. But..

She collapses onto her knees

I don't know what to think!

The heat slowly cools

{...Pamela-named.. Will you allow this to 'see' your mind...}

See my mind? What.. What does that mean?

{...I see you.. You see me.. Minds limit.. If allowed your form can be taken.. But this refuses unless it is willed...}

You want to read my mind? It's only memories of pain and terror.. And.. I see you? That's.. That would be too much.. Your not human.. your memories..

{...this able to trust some human-kin.. Also realize that it may not be possible in return.. Do you trust this?...}

From.. From everything I have seen.. The kind of.. Thing you are.. I.. I trust you..

As these words are spoken she can feel a small force push into her mind, her vision once again is launched away from her and she can see nomads.. Small ones, seeming to be coming out of a single building. Following them she sees them learning of the humans and fast forwarding until they start to grow. Then an odd scene appears in front of her. A area of space with a line between them, many nomads, thousands of them on one side, but few on the other.

The discovery of freedom is rare..

Clasping her hands over her mouth, her vision being pushed back into the plains

I didn't say tha-..

She stumbles back a few feet and looks in front of her in surprise.

What.. What is this!?

A few feet in front of her is almost an exact copy of her, except instead of her long brown hair the hair is blue instead

Who are you?

{...this is me.. A creation from you.. While you see me, I see you..}

The words emanates from the figures mouth.

{... Only one form can be taken.. 'I' am weak.. And I choose this one... The one who trusted.. The one who I trust...}