Kyle Hendrix stirred in the bed he found himself in, rolling over. Opening his blurry eyes, he scanned the room he was in. He was in what looked like a private room at a hospital; only it was high-tech.
Two alien guards stood at the door, watching him as an alien man worked at a station.
"Where am I?" he demanded. There was panic and anger in his tone.
The man at the station turned his head. "You're in med-bay. You were injured and knocked unconscious while your people attacked this city," he explained calmly.
"Where are they? Where are my people?" he growled, anger rising uncontrollably.
The man at the station turned around and faced him fully. "My name is Medic Kaul, and your friends left you behind. You and one other person are here. The female, Sasha, is recovering from a dagger injury, and you, a head wound." Kaul informed him.
The door slid open, halting the exchange, and a pregnant blond woman and a tall alien emerged.
