The Ravaged Mind

The hustling and extraordinarily bustling market was accompanied by the yammering of the various(yet ironically similar) shoppers, the stone lamp posts shining with the fluorescent cobble that fills them, illuminating the vast shops and kiosks.

These streets were never filthy or damp, since these beings never bothered with food, and all there "toilets" were actually little holes that went into a lava pool a few kilometers down, so nothing smelled bad. Along with this, the only food they brought down was for me, since I actually had to eat, unlike they do...

This market only dealt in clothes, furniture, jewelry, tools, and various confidential files so thy can impersonate some one on the surface.

The files and lack of food confused me, and made me quite startled. I never asked what they were, and never bothered to ask there names, since they were identical in almost every way except their eyes and insect wings, which varied in color, but they were all a blackish gray, every last on of them.

But in a surprisingly quiet corner, in a small townhouse supplied to me by "The Queen", is where I sat contently making bead necklaces for the market to have something to do. It got me a few presents, so the rooms were never bland.

But, by a sender by the initials "Q.C.", I was getting a full house with a voluntary maid, so I would have to move immediately.

So here are the results of a ridiculous and mysterious letter:

"Bye everybody, I'll come by as soon as I can, okay?" I smiled, calling out. No one anwsered, as they were all busy getting various disguises for "The Mission", as it was called going around town. As soon as I got into the new house, I was to stay in there and lock the doors, a concept forbidden here.

I grabbed my box of things, and walked my way to the lower levels of the underground city, dubbed "The Hive".

Those three names were easy to remember, but no one actually knew the queen that well, since a new one just popped up, and this mission was her direct orders after five minutes of her new rule... But hey, you can't complain since she is the ruler.

But yada yada yada, I journeyed through the emptying streets, contemplating how the maid will be, as I probably never met her.

After ten minutes of walking, I see a guard looking at me rather confused by a big stone house. "Are you the Beader?" it was a woman for sure, wearing black and green armor, having a strong Russian accent. I felt a bit embarrassed, being in filthy rags.

"I'm a beader, but my name is Tristan." I sigh, but smile at her afterwards.

"Oh... The milkm-" I quickly blush and cover my face. "-aid.... What's wrong?"

"I was once a male ya know... This is very embarrassing for me..." I turn around, crimson, "And never call me the milkmaid ever again."

"... I can make the female thing permanent and you won't have to be embarrassed."

I didn't blush(this was a regular statement since females were more effective "Soldiers" apparently), and sighed, "I wouldn't mind that, but it's impossible." I poke her in the nose, "But why does everyone keep saying that?"

"... Class-"

"Classified, yes I get it already! But why!! It makes no sense that it's classified in the first place! Just tell me why it's classified!"

"..... She has plans for you, but she doesn't want to scare you. So it's classified. You are also irreplaceable and one of a kind, so your cooperation is invaluable. There. Quit bothering the guards about it now."

"Deal." I sigh, and open the door, grinning, "Russian ladies first."

"How did you know I was Russian?" she walks inside, and I follow, shutting and locking the door.

I mimicked her accent, "Because my home planet has Russians."

"Don't do that, but your quite funny actually. Well, I guess you should get acquainted with the house. Go nuts..."

I giggle (don't judge me) and run around the new house, and when I'm done counting what the rooms were(Three bedrooms, a bathroom, two storage rooms, a dining room, a kitchen, and a room with[believe it or not] a TV), I rush back to the Russian and hug her tight, twirling her around laughing. "THANK YOU SO MUCH! THIS IS SO WONDERFUL!" I stop twirling and hug her tight.

"It wasn't me, but your welcome... And if you ever get lonely, call me over, and you and your maid can go where ever you want.... But just wait, I need to go fetch her.... But let go first." I let go and scratch the back of my head.

She smiles and walks of into the roomy house, and is gone for quite some time.

When the wait becomes unbearable(ten minutes) I check in the bathroom, and before you could saw "Sorry" I shut the door and turned around, blushing a deep crimson again.

"It is hard, okay. I can't get the back zipped up.... You try getting a maid costume on."

"Remember when I said I was a guy..."

"So your not used to this?"

"Don't even look down when I'm nude... It feels so wrong..."

"But you don't mind helping? Right?"

"....." I choose not to answer that at all... Isn't that as easy as putting on one of those disguises or a uniform?"

"Ha, that was so funny I forgot to laugh... If you don't choose a gender, I'm making you a female Human permanently. Either help me zip this on or find a new maid."

"......." I cover my eyes, open the door and zip something up. "There."

"Now.... You can open your eyes and smile... This was hard to make."

I open my eyes and turn to face her... 'OH GOD! WHY DID I LOOK!' she was indescribable... Really, it's hard to, and my nose felt runny as something warm oozed out of my nostrils.

"Is that normal for your kind?"

"...." I blush and look away. "Change back into your armor.... Please." I shut the door and sit with my back to the door, sighing. "I really really hate my life..."

"Maybe we can make your for-"

"Tell me what the new queen's plan for me is first." I relax against the door, getting comfy.

"That will take a lot of persuading and the mission to be finally complete... But we must wait a few weeks for that..."

"I thought Ru-"

"No more stereotypes or I will force my order on you."

"... Fine." the door slams open and I fall on my head, getting a good view of the stone roof. "....Ow."

"You'll be fine, but wipe your nose. I'll get you some proper clothes.... Be good to yourself and your body."

I blush, get up and hide my face. "What are you things anyway."

"Thats classified." she grins and taps my nose. "But ask the Overworlders, and you'll know."

"And when can I get out of this hole?"

She grins and walks into one of the bedrooms, and without an accent, she says: "Maybe when you understand we are not all we seem to be. Okay." her voice flowed like a beautiful symphony, and there it stayed, so she wasn't Russian...

Too bad, I kinda fantasized about a friend that can handle anything....

But these were the very beginnings of the calm before the storm.