It was almost suspenseful waiting for the car to move. I sat painfully in place, squirming around and staring blankly out the window. I’ve stayed in the city for at least a year without going anywhere, so my mind still needed a refresher of what it was like to let someone else have control over where you were going. I often didn’t trust anyone, mainly because I wouldn’t be able to intervene if something went wrong. I had to stop thinking about that though. I had more important things to think about.
I turned slowly to look at the monster sitting next to me. I saw his five eyed gaze instantly dart away to look back at his phone. After some attempts to catch him looking again, I looked over to the other side of the car, where two lanky bipedal monsters held onto the poles. A tall, white, lizard-like monster checked his phone before looking up at me with a surprised smirk.
He looked like a gecko of some kind, with blue eyes, and aqua blue spots on his cheeks and neck. He wore a black leather jacket with a light blue shirt underneath, freshly bought jeans, and thick leather gloves with holes exposing the fingers to match. Two white ear-like appendages with blue tips, that almost looked like celery stalks, curved slightly over the lizard’s head, making Sal look like nothing but the goofball he was.
“What’s up, pretty lady?” the dragon-gecko began, striding to the other side of the car to the seat. The tough looking monster beside me, despite being nearly three times Sal’s size, got up and walked away, giving him a place beside me. His tail imitated a rough arm around my shoulder as he laid back in the thin cushion. With cheekbones that popped, he held out a soft, but scaly hand. Upon contact with it, Sal’s hand didn’t seem much different than any humans, or any monsters. If you pulled on it slightly though, small, sharp indentations in his fingers would almost lock your hand in place. Sal told me once that they were supposed to be used when his kind climbed trees, but now they always get in the way of everything.
“I’m doing well, thanks,” I replied, setting my hand onto my lap again. It still startled me how friendly he was. Normally, someone just walking up to me and talking to me in an almost mocking tone just feels creepy, and it makes me feel really uncomfortable. But I’ve gotten used to his form of introduction, and I’ve even felt joy talking so openly with him. “Cool, Lav! I haven't seen you here for a long time! Where ya goi’n?” “Vreeland Lodge, to catch up with someone.” Sal blinked at me with a tilted head. “Ooooh, gonna do some research, huh? Well that’s sweet! Me and Drake are going to this lit rap competition a couple towns off. It’s been something he’s been waiting for for a long time.”
Speak of the devil, that ‘Drake’, Sal’s brother, was indeed the other gecko-looking monster holding onto the poles, paying no attention to his surroundings. It gave me a quick moment to look at him without him noticing. He was much taller than his brother, but it wouldn’t be noticed easily unless the two were standing right next to each other. Unlike Sal, Drake had a charcoal color to his scales, and wore a lot of dark colored leather clothing to address his obvious interests in the present internet culture. A gold, or what imitated a gold chain was strung around his neck, and it almost touched his phone from how low he hung his head. He swung his tail side to side carelessly, and would occasionally bump into someone or knock something down, but he didn’t seem to care that much.
He might have sensed someone was watching and perked up to glare at me when I didn’t want him too. Drake seemed to catch the awkward vibe, as he held back a laugh and peered back down at his phone. He was always like this, so ignorant. Sal kind of made up for that though, correcting and scolding Drake constantly like a mother correcting her misbehaving son. I felt bad for both of them really, because they may cause a lot of trouble, but they aren’t trying to get anyone hurt, which is what I think humans are worrying about the most.
As I looked up, I noticed the room had become quite garrulous since Sal sat next to me, people and monsters whispering to each other and giving scrunched noses at us. I swear I saw one or two riders take a picture. Hope this one’s not going to PiKchat, but it’s not like I can do anything. Not yet.
That started to remind me of the reason I stopped calling Annae. Because someone close to her was killed by a monster, she had always held a burning grudge on them, which sparked her interest in hunting with her father out of town. Annae was just too much against monsters, and I decided to push her away simply because I couldn’t agree with her. This was going to be a long, hard interview.
I looked up slightly to see we were starting to move out of the station, leaving my safe haven behind. “So,” Sal turned back to me with a slightly different inflection in his voice. “Did… did you hear about that rumour that’s going about?” There were so many, what was it now? “The one about me saying humans are no different from monsters, behavior wise? I’ve-” “No man, this one’s way messed up. People are say’n neither a monster or human kidnapped that guy from the news.” I naturally narrowed my eyes, confused, and immediately relaxed once my eyes met his wide ones. He knew what was up.
This meant the criminal was either a life form that was not from this world, which would explain how the victim disappeared so quickly, or something far worse. Something that goes beyond the simple requirements to be either kind, perhaps something that is both human and monster. But, as far as I’m aware, I’m the only human hybrid that has come here for quite a while. Could there be more? Where would they be? Definitely not where I’m going. I stayed deep in thought with my head down for at least half an hour as tunnel lights sped past my window.