Apr 12, 2018
@egreborg
Stella had only met three groups of people in her life: fellow clones, humans, and the Apostles. The person in front of her almost looked like an Apostle, but something about him didn’t fit with the aliens she’d faced. Besides, there were only seven Apostles and she’d faced them all. He couldn’t be one of them. But if he wasn’t one of them and he wasn’t a normal human, what was he?
“What are you?” she asked softly, asking not out of any disgust or horror but out of true curiosity. “Who are you?”