Kinter by Adalina Cruz (bill gates books recommendations TXT) 📕

Warning: I know that i don't do dialogue correctly, my computer doesn't allow it.


The humans were stupid, dumb, and foolish. They had let us take over. With our simple seductive words, they believed us, let us in. Now they were doomed to death. ALL of them. Little by little we killed them in groups. "Kinter!" The cold voice broke my thoughts. "Yes, sir?" I asked. The Boss stared at me with his cold beady eyes. "Quit standing there! The others' need help with the humans. They are to be shipped to New York." I nodded, "Yes, sir." If i was to ask him, I had better ask him now, "Uh, Mr. Dern? What will happen to the humans?" Mr. Dern looked like he was about to laugh. "Ah, boy, Kinter Paladoris, we are going to finish them off." He clapped his hands together to emphasize this. I shivered and nodded. Before he left he added, "Us Galactors, we're too old to make stupid mistakes. Kinter, I'm telling you this now."


I looked at my reflection in the water as I walked back towards Camp. My skin was pale, my eyes were wide and a deep green. My hair was a pale gold that curled. I sighed. I looked so much like a human. Every other Galactor I looked at had three eyes or an extra arm, or maybe, even, a tail. I had none of that. I looked like an ordinary mundane boy. The Boss never mentioned this. He always used me to convince the humans to follow me. He said they would only listen to me because they thought I was human. They refused to listen to Galactors. But they were still being lead by one, unknowingly. I continued my walk back to camp and stopped when I heard a twig crack under weight. I quickly turned around,pointing my Salphar Blade towards the predator. It certainly wasn't another Galactor. It was a girl. A human girl. Her black hair spilled just over her shoulders' in tangles. Her eyes were wild-eyed and a very dark brown. Her cloths were hardly cloths at all, they were filthy and thin. She sighed and smiled, "Thank God, I thought you were an alien. I managed to escape the Camps." Her words seemed to float around my head. A human girl. I backed away, "Look, I'm not a boy. You better run." I warned her. "KINTER! My man!" I heard Colton before he appeared, "oh boy, what do we have here?" Colton whistled, "A run away?" I swallowed hard, "Leave!" I hissed at the girl. She backed up, startled, she was looking at his clawed hand. Then at me. Probably wondering why he wasn't doing anything to me because I looked human. "Leave!" I said louder with more force. She stumbled, and then, turned towards the opposite direction and ran. Colton pushed me hard with a force that would've killed a normal human being. "YOU idiot! Why'd you tell her to leave?!" I grinned pretending to look evil, "'cause then I can hunt her down. Cats play with their food, Colton. Relax, I got this." He patted my back, "sounds like fun. But you better go after her now." I nodded and sprinted into the woods. Never looking back.


I stopped running to catch my breath. I sighed. Why had I saved the girl? I could've let her go back to Camp... but there was something about her. "Thank you." I whirled around quickly and spotted the girl from earlier. "Uh, what?" I managed to say, "You saved my life, thank you." I blinked several timed before I realized that Thank You was a way to say I appreciate what you did. No one said that anymore. "Oh, uh, yea." She nodded slightly and stood there awkwardly. "So, uh, you a runaway too?" I shook my head, "No. I work at the Camp." She looked incredulous, "So you saved my life knowing you could get in trouble? Besides, you are so not an alien." I made a face, "No, I am. It's just that I am different from my kind. I don't have any specialties to mark me as an 'alien', I'm an outcast." She laughed, "You look normal to me and those are NOT specialties they're ugly things." I shrugged. "What's your name?" the girl asked still looking skeptical about the whole me-being-an-alien thing, "Kinter Paladoris. You?" She stuck her hand out in front of my chest, "I'm Four, nice to meet you." I stared at her hand for a long time wondering what she was doing. She laughed a melodic laugh, "Here. Take my hand and shake it up and down." I did as she told me. "What's this do?" I asked her, "It means hello." I shook her hand again, "Hello." I echoed.

We kept walking for a while longer, "Why are you named Four?" I asked. She balled up her hands into fists, "You don't know? They made us forget our names and named us after numbers. I ended up being Four." I nodded, "They are called Galactors not they...So what are you planning on doing now that you've escaped?" Sadly, she stared at the floor. No response came from her. My Hertur buzzed in my pocket. It as slender and had a touch screen. Numbers and letters were placed in a weird order on the clear plastic screen. We had found out that these belonged t the humans and they called them cell phones. I took it out and answered it, "Kinter here." There was an angry voice on the other line."KINTER YOU ASS! You were supposed to be here 20 minutes ago to help us ship the humans!" I pursed my lips remembering what The Boss had told me."Sorry Tigh, I'll be there in a few." Tigh sighed and signed off. "Sorry Four, I have to go. Good luck." I started to walk off when, suddenly, I turned back around to face her. I felt inside my pockets for my extra Hertur, "Here, Four. Keep this so you can talk with me when you need to. Just press the yellow button and say Kinter Paladoris." I handed her the Hertur and she burst out in tears. She did the strangest thing ever. She wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her head on my shoulder. I stood there stunned. When she stopped she sighed, "Oh right. That was called a hug. It shows that you care for someone." I nodded and started to walk again, when her voice stopped me in my tracks, "Kinter, thank you. I don't know any other way I can show you that I really appreciate what you did for me today. Good bye." I nodded, "You're wrestler." She opened her eyes wide, "I'm sorry, what?" I shook my head, "Isn't that what you say when someone says 'thank you'?" She laughed a sad and forced laugh, "No. It's you're welcome." I smiled and walked away never looking back to where the girl with black hair that had no name stood.

Everyone (or sixty Galactors) glared at me as I arrived at the Camp. "FINALLY! Where were you?" Silus my best friend whispered, "If I told you, you wouldn't believe me." Silus shrugged and pointed to the gate of the Humans Corral. I was ready to lead fifty more humans on Earth to follow me. There were only 300 humans left, the rest had died of starvation or had gotten killed by us. We always made the humans forget who was the one that always lead them to the slaughter house, or as they called it, New York. So they never know that I always come back every month to lead 50 humans to their death.

Everyone got in their hiding spots and I opened the gate...


The stench of rot was thrown in my face as I opened the door and put on my best scared face. "Everyone! I have come to save you! I escaped one of the camps!" Lie after lie after lie. There was only one camp, "I can only take fifty across at a time. I need fifty people to come with me to the Safe Island! That's an island that no alien knows off. It's the only place where humans are living safe and sound." Anything to make me sound like their hero and their savior will do. Immediately the whole crowd surged towards me. At one point I heard "thank you so much" in the crowd. I counted every person that went out that door and when I reached fifty I slammed the door shut in the faces of the remaining 250 humans. I could hear their desperate calls and clawing on the very protective gate. Everyone jumped out from hiding and grabbed at the humans, chaining their arms and legs with handcuffs and foot cuffs with one of those balls at the end. They shrieked with agony. "Well done Kinter!" My friends yelled at me patting my back. "TRAITOR!" One human yelled, "I HOPE YOU ROT!" And with that the 50 humans fell into silence. I watched as my kind lead them to the boat that would take them across the ocean to New York. I felt so guilty and so bad that I fell on my knees listening to the desperate claws and shrieks of the last humans on Earth. Letting their cries destroy me. The woman in the crowd saying thank you haunted my thoughts. I would never say "You're welcome" to anyone anymore. I didn't deserve their "thank you's."


I lay in my bed staring blankly at the ceiling. I kept seeing Four's face in my head. Her eyes full of sadness but not willing to cry. There was a knock at my door. I got up from my bed pulling a T-shirt over my head as I opened the door to the small wooden cabin. It was a boy. A boy I had known since I could remember. He was tall and broad shouldered with blond hair. His small straight nose was dusted with a sprinkle of freckles. His smile always made me smile and his humor always made my day better. "Silus." I said shocked, "What are you doing here?" He shook his head making his fair hair fall into his bottle blue eyes. "We caught a runaway. A girl." My first thought was of Four. Had she been caught? "W-who?" I asked frantically. Silus's tail swung back and forth, "We don't know. We need everyone that was at the camp today to give a testimony as to where they were. See if we can find the idiot that let her escape. We're going to punish him or her." I swallowed hard, "Alright, let me get my shoes and I'll go with you."
The room was eerily silent as Silus and I walked in. I spotted the