Hybrid.
The hateful word for a moment stuck in my throat. I had more urgent and immediate concerns about winning the security of Spartackus. I was absolutely aware of what was happening to her because we were somehow connected.
It was a more intense and crude connection and had nothing to do with the shared intimacy of before. Despite all the hybridization process that she had gone through, there were still ancient ties of a once-powerful lineage that could dominate magic. We had been feared in the past until we succumbed to an enemy. The Tower of Seven's power was absolute before its fall.
There were those who could manipulate energy and few able to connect with more primitive forces to control the realm of elementary powers such as water, fire, and many others. The gift was rare. I could even perceive the humidity in the air around me and create incredible things, exercising control over the ice. Angel was an echo of my abilities, dominating elemental fire.
-Damn it, Angel. Breathe slowly! "I mumbled in distress.
It was one thing to catch a glimpse of her tired, weary appearance, and quite another to feel it. The girl in my arms was breathing hard, gasps bringing chills to the back of my neck. She was going to have a crisis.
-Hells! - I complained tense and invaded the infirmary, looking for the care of the automatic doctor. - Where does Joshua keep the unfortunate inhibitors around here?
Living with those creatures had brought us greater difficulties than surviving a lethal virus. The food chain in Édrin transformed us into a food source with the new predatory species that arrived in our environment. It had brought disturbances and complications. The porphyrins in our blood accumulated in our bodies in such large quantities that it became toxic to us. In more severe cases they brought more suffering from cerebral and respiratory paralysis. Complications such as acute neurological attacks, extreme pain in the back and abdomen, and in the worst cases skin problems, usual eruptions of bubbles sensitive to sunlight. All that was left of our technology had managed to create those inhibitors.
Damn it, breath! You're going to have a respiratory arrest like that.
There was an insufficient circulation of oxygen in the small body when I carefully laid her down, finally finding the inhibitor with relief. Angel made abnormal noises like hisses and I could feel her lungs burning as I noticed her slightly blue lips.
-Try to breathe! Slow down, girl! - I ordered livid.
This was an emergency for a doctor. Damn Joshua. The automatic doctor emitted hisses and signals immediately, analyzing Angel and his general condition.
But why? It was not so, not if she had tasted my blood.
Angel tried to move agitated and without reflex in the movements.
-No ... I can't ... - the voice was a painful lint.
"You can do it, of course, you can!" I assured her, refusing to accept failure.
Was this the end that awaited my brother? Was that my punishment for having betrayed the trust of those who believed in me? Curse! Every hiss of her felt like a dagger in my flesh. I knew that the heart would stop and the thought alone made my insides revolt.
How much had I hated that girl because I was unknown?
Angel was descended from a lineage as old as mine and traditions were strict on my planet. Our skills were complete. She should have been handed over to the domains where I lived as a child and yet those who controlled our people feared the gift marked by the unknown genome.
Yes. For a long time, I had wished her badly. It was supposed to be mine and it was still as inaccessible as a victory for us who ran away from the oppressive judgment.
-Zorack ...
-Slowly. - I commanded. - The inhibitor works quickly, Angel.
My hand was shaking as I applied the inhibitor to her cold skin, noticing a claw of ice accentuating my worst fears. Her skin there ... the texture slowly changed before my eyes. I watched in terror as the unknown gene manifested itself as it twisted.
I was ready to administer blood to her in the worst case and had saved some bags for any emergency like that. I felt like a complete failure there. It was clear that I should have foreseen some complications like that.
"I ..." Angel gasped, holding my hand with an unnatural strength. - I'm burning.
- It was just a crisis. small. - I explained hoping it was the truth.
"God!" She murmured, even paler, rolling her eyes.
Her alien DNA was finally manifesting to my growing horror.
I smothered a veiled curse cursing me. Her puberty hormones in your system ... My impetuosity in marking the territory, initiating Angel in loving pleasures had probably created a stir in her hormones.
And if she died ...
The idea caused me a huge void, forcing me to recognize the truth. I liked her. I liked her provocative way, the stubbornness, and curiosity that never ended. Imagining that planet that was now a prison for me while the spacecraft's hyperdrive didn't work made me burn on a fire.
Damn! Am I in love with this annoying schoolgirl? the thought baffled me.
The green eyes shone and changed color, reminiscent of the blood-red that I knew so well, bringing me new chills.
Those creatures were cold-blooded and compassionate beings. I was supposed to do everything that could be sensible at that time and end up with a hybrid that could represent the end of everything we knew. Because those invaders would never give up until they captured her and got what they were looking for, genetic variability.
- Hell, Angel. - I tried not to give in to despair. - It's too stubborn and irritating to not fight it.
My words were accompanied by a higher hiss from her and I felt the strong and dark energy that sent me against the wall without action. My muscles refused to obey any will of mine.
In that bed ... I saw the worst of my nightmares.
I saw tentacles that sprouted from her small, faint body with her scream echoing in my ears spreading across the bed where she was lying.
-Mercy, no! - I managed to speak astonished.
The whole process took only moments. Angel's screams still echoed in my ears as I helplessly watched her body being enveloped by it, forming a protective cocoon, not knowing what to expect or how to hide it from humans.
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The earth year 2020
By Catty
Was I really alone and wandering down a spaceship corridor?
Do you know those movies that we watch curled up on the couch with popcorn? Thrillers. The girl who is beautiful hears a noise in the house and turns off the shower. Ah, call the police?
Nothing. There's only one killer waiting with a knife in the kitchen or behind the door. The whole story has a beginning. The victim!
I was walking there slowly and hoping I wasn't doing the biggest stupid thing of my life. I didn't even know what they had given me in those experiences and yet I should have been lucid enough to do that nonsense.
It was no longer funny at all. Dealers. I had understood very well what it meant. It was or should be the same anywhere in the Universe. It was going to be a much crazier drug than they sold there on Earth.
I was fucked up!
And an alien taste had taken advantage of the situation without me complaining. Great. Kidnapped and seduced in one day! Wasn't it amazing? Well, the almost-sex had been wonderful. Sooooo yummy and hadn't even gotten to finally.
I also felt that there was something very strange about Kalael. He wasn't going to take me back to Earth. The reason for that? I would probably be sold as a slave at an interplanetary auction. My mind could imagine terrible scenes from a citadel. Slave. Thirty years and now I was going to end up just like that.
- Who is the Earthling you rescued in the Solar System quadrant? And no lies, you wretch. We already have reported that they are interested in the planet. The Earth is not protected by the Federation.
The words took time to gain meaning for me. Maybe I was so screwed that even the translator implant didn't work properly. Damn it! The voice was bored and loud from the end of the hall and I took a deep breath.
An alien who was a police officer. I could understand that. Why did he have to be a beautiful, killer alien?
- They showed a lot of interest in it. We know that they wouldn't take chances like that if the girl wasn't important. Now try to deny it and tell me the damn truth and no policies. Ravenack and his creatures have been devastating planets outside the perimeter of protection and we have done nothing.
Ravenack? Ah, that was probably a monster. What the hell was a Ravenack? My head started to hurt. The Terran was me. Damn it.
I screamed as loudly as could when I felt the ground fail under my feet and sway in the air. There was a thug holding me by the back of the clothes. And it was huge and with golden scales. His face ... oh, I never really liked the complicated guys. It was always a headache.
I heard an incomprehensible hiss, swearing and yet the soulless man put me on the floor while carrying me as a flagrant to the crime scene.
- Drop! Now. Put me down! - I screamed furiously and struggling, I didn't even realize that the end of the corridor had many more people. People? They were ... they were
-Spy, pet? Is this your new pet, Kal? But it's just bones!
This time I understood the outrage by gritting my teeth. But of course not!
I saw Kalael in a daze before me and as furious as ever. It was now that my end came.
"I have a damn name!" I shouted indifferently to Kalael's murderous looks and gasped as I fell flat on the floor, not elegant.
A triumphant entrance.
- It's my female.- These words I understood perfectly. Well, if looking would kill! I almost screamed again, watching several creatures draw pistols at Kalael's gesture.
What do you mean his female? Since when?
-It's kalael, Zogart. My name is Kalael D'Leruiel - the tone of voice was sharp and dry. - Not Kal.
I didn't even complain. They were sharp claws that held my arm as if they intended to pierce my bones, and Kalael still looked furious when he got up.
- Biological weapons, my dear urodilane. Biological weapons. Most Federation species are creatures that, unlike some, maintain body temperature. A terrible loss of energy, but problems with the creation and use of pathogenic microorganisms. Biological warfare. Bioterrorism.
-How ?? - I asked with a stomach-churning.
-Applications of viruses and bacteria for war and terrorist purposes, as well as techniques for laboratory diagnosis. A virus released into an environment and finding hosts. A lethal bio-weapon, pet. Do you have a female name? My name is Zog.
I swallowed a rash response, trying to ignore the throbbing pain of Kalael's hand on me in silent warning. Were they claw at your fingertips? God! My hand was all numb. Name? Of course, it had a damn name!
-Your ... your ... - I swallowed again. I was going to freak out.
It looked at me like I was the biggest curious freak in the galaxy and it wasn't a compliment. I was ready to say that his arm had scales and thorns in addition to the strange color.
-Zogart. Her name is Cassandra. - I heard Kalael speak still hissing. - And there's nothing else you need to know.
His face ... I could scream in shock. It was no longer the face I had seen before. It looked like a bone plate around the neck and spines protruded from there. I stopped dizzy and breathless. It was actually a huge piece of skin on either side of his neck, it opened his mouth wide and hissed in a clearly hostile position as he pulled me over to face the other newcomers. Sharp fangs protruded from his mouth and his breath was low noisy was scary.
Holy shit!
Was this how he acted when he was angry?
The floor was beginning to wobble under my feet. Fuck! His face there had no human features, it was scary. And I had sex with him?
-Well, did you get a Terran to spend time and be distracted? Nothing like a good fuck. - I heard the big, ugly thing talk and then an unkind laugh. - Hot blood, it tastes like everything. Even for one thing ... thing ...
-Miserable bastard! - I burst out surprised at the insult.
-Come on, old comrade. If you are so needy I can find you a healthy and fertile female. One that is able to guarantee a good egg or robust brood. She doesn't even have meat on the bones. Even to eat it would have to be gutted and boiled or roasted. - that freak continued and assessed me with some disgust ..- And that is disgusting. Fresh and good quality food is essential. Preferably live. It's not good to play with lunch.
"Food ?! Even to eat it would have to be gutted and boiled or roasted." It echoed in my ears.
Holy shit. Were they cannibals? I was definitely going to be sick.
I stared at Kalael hoping he would say something. Anyway! My thoughts were on fire. I was seething with the insult. Shame. Was that what they called a civilized conversation ?!
Playing with food?
-I hope you choke and choke on your fresh, good-quality food. - I screamed out of myself.
The laughter still echoed in my ears and I don't even know-how managed to get rid of the piercing grip on my arm. I was possessed and furious. Silence. He hadn't said anything, absolutely nothing at all. Can you believe it? Man or alien is all the same. Anywhere in the Universe.
What a jerk! Wasn't he going to say anything?
My anger reached uncontrollable limits. I had heard more insults than I could bear holding back the cry of shame. My hand clicked on that hard, cold face and ran away without seeing where I was going. It didn't matter.
Now, have you got yourself an Earthling to pass the time and be distracted? Nothing like a good fuck.
Kalael had said nothing in front of his colleagues. Miserable arrogant. I had no need to listen to it or put up with it. Before being alone! I ran without stopping and it didn't matter, he hadn't even bothered to explain himself or come after me.
When I left the corridor and advanced into a room full of what looked like machines, I was sobbing. In heartbreak. The heartbeat out of rhythm and hallucinated in the chest. I just wanted to die alone in my misery. Nothing stopped the crying.
It wasn't fair. The view started to darken. I had to be damned proud! It was just a bunch of aliens. I never wanted to see Kalael again. He hadn't said a damn thing. An idiot. I cursed Kalael of all the worst names I knew in a fury. I really didn't want him to come after me.
Not for food or for a miserable toy, so I was good for that green bastard? Not even that?
I leaned against the wall, my shoulders sliding against the cold wall as I collapsed without strength. It was a hook at first, and then the pain came head-on. The heart looked like it was going to explode in the chest. My ears were hammering. Suddenly there was no air in my lungs. I couldn't breathe.
Help!
I stopped there, huddled fighting for air and the effort was tremendous. My heartbeat was crazy and out of pace.
30 years and a heart attack, Caty? Really?
-Come on, open your eyes! - Something cold shook me insistently, and even so I couldn't react. I didn't breathe.- React, creature!
I still felt a shallow sting on the skin of my arm and the burning worse than on my chest.
The darkness beckoned invitingly. I just wanted to sleep and blackout. Maybe a month. I might as well hibernate until the hellish nightmare of my life is over.
-Come on, Catty. - the voice came loud and angry. - It is a strong toxin suppressor, it has a fast effect. Just react, troublemaker.
I answered nothing. Finally, fall into nothing dark and comforting.