It has only been about an hour since I woke up from what I was told, was a medically induced coma by Doctor Mary.
Now I find myself in a new room that was was completely different than the hospital room that I woke up in. There were many doctorate plaques on the walls, signifying that the person in front of me was a psychologist.
I was sitting on a comfy lounge seat that had enough room for me to lay down. Directly across from me sat an older woman in her what looked like fifties in a chair. She had grey hair and wrinkles with blue eyes. She was in a casual black skirt with a white blouse. Her name is Tina Hart resident psychiatrist here it seems.
We have been having a staring contest for the past five minutes. (I'm definitely winning.)
"So how long have you been back on Earth." Tina broke the silence and asked. ( Yes I won!)
"About a month."
"Hmm and you didn't go to your family and tell them you are back, or go to see them."
"No I decided against it. It was better that they thought I was dead."
The only reason I was even answering these stupid questions was because I couldn't get a bead on where we were located. There is no outside smell or sounds for me to pick up on. So I also wanted to find out more information.
"... Hmm ok. Now I am going to ask hard questions is that ok with you."
"If you can handle the answers."
There was a long pause as Tina just stared at Alex trying to decide if he was crazy or not. Working for the UISF for many year she has talked to and seen many powered individuals who thought they were sane, when in fact they were mentally unstable. So she developed a keen sense for people who were unstable, however with Alex she got nothing. She could not read him at all. So she decided just to jump right in with the harder questions.
"How did you loose your arms."
At this question a cold chill ran down Tina's spine, and just as fast as it came it was gone the next second. She knew very well that it was a warning from him.
"They were ripped off after I was tortured for 3 months."
At hearing his answer she tried to remain calm but her back started to sweat.
"Was it Demons that did that to you." Asking almost like it was a fact.
"scoff"
Alex scoffed at her question he knew fully well that humans for some reason always hated demon even though they never started any of the wars against one another.
"No. Demons are one of the kindest races out there. A little aggressive at time but no where near evil. It was the humans who summoned me, they did this to me because I found out about their lies and bullshit."
Hearing his answer she was beyond shocked. ' The evil demons didn't torture him but humans.' She knew full well humans had evil tendencies but not like this. But now she was curious she wanted to know more about what happened to him in the other world just like everyone else wanted to know. So she continued to ask more questions.
"How strong are you."
"Strong enough to deal with your little group."
"What are your powers."
"A little bit of magic, the rest I'm not telling you."
I figured it was best not to tell the secret agency what I'm fully capable of. Best to keep them guessing.
"Ok. your readings from your medical chart showed some unusual findings with your DNA. Your not matching any of the races that we have in our system."
"And." I asked wanting her to get to the point. Of which I already knew what she was going to ask.
"Are you human."
"Hmm... That's a tough question, I certainly used to be but not anymore."
"So. Your not human than what are you."
"Well my mind is still human for the most part, for now anyway. And I guess you and everyone else would call me a... MONSTER."
As I said the last part I showed my teeth that slowly changed into that of a large K9. I made sure to show her my nicest smile, as to not scare her.
But just like I expected it scared the shit out of, when she saw my teeth her whole body froze with fear.
This was fun but I already learned what I wanted, they didn't know what I was and were completely confused as to how strong I really am. Plus they for some reason know about other races and have a prejudice against demons.
So I got up out of the lounge chair. Tina was still unmoving.
"Well this was fun but I'm gonna go." I said and started walking towards the door. She didn't say anything still.
With my hand on the doorknob I added. "Oh to whoever was watching this session if you want to talk just come to me. I'm not a fan of people eavesdropping."
I smiled and waved at the far corner of the room where I noticed a small hidden camera.
Having my fun for the day with messing with the therapist I walked out the door. I would probably be able to meet whoever was behind the camera soon, which would lead to more answers.
***
In a massive office with a desk at the middle sat a woman watching her computer screen very intensely. She had reddish colored skin with two small horns protruding from her forehead. Along with long silver hair and piercing red eyes. Wearing a woman's pant suit that hugged her body showing off all of her curves. She was truly one of the most beautiful woman in the world though everyone knew not to mess with her as she was one of the strongest people on earth.
She was in fact watching watching the session between Tina and Alex. With every question Alex answered she got to know more about him and was surprised to hear that it was humans who tortured him. She was also surprised to hear him adamantly defend demons saying they were one of the nicest races out there.
The more she watched the more Alex peeked her interest. When the session came to an end and Tina was frozen with fear she was about to turn her recording off when Alex called out the hidden camera that she personally hid.
He even did a smile and wave directly at it before he left. This brought a smile onto the woman's face as she turned her computer off and stared at the picture of Alex that was attached to his file on her desk.
"Cheeky bugger aren't you boy." She said with a smile.
"Hahaha!! Interesting very interesting." The woman laughed as she called for her secretary to come into the room. Clearly planning something.