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“No...” I groan and hang my head.
The general steps forward. “It’s sad, really. As you grew, I watched you carefully. For many years, I thought you were going to be the one I tested on. But here you are, insolent as ever.”
I remember the super-aliens on the Earth Federation starship. They were huge. “So it’s true? You are designing aliens to your specifications.”
A proud grin forms on his face. “It has taken us some time to understand, but biology was meant to be conquered,” he says. “We have come a long way since our initial experiments.”
Anna throws a glance at me. “Cut to the chase. What do you want with us?” Anna asks.
“I am not the one on trial,” he says. “If you’d like to survive, you will listen to our demands. You are good at listening, no?”
Anna locks eyes with me. I can tell she wants to fight back, to yell and scream, and claw and spit. But I shake my head, and she keeps quiet. Right now, the best thing we can do is see what they want.
They are pleased with our silence. After forcing us to comply, the general clears his throat and marches toward the door. Lip twitching, he makes a quick motion with his hand.
“If you’d like to see our progress, I will gladly show you,” he says. “Let the savage inside. The woman is ready for consummation.”
Clara forces her body forward, against the alien guards’ arms. They hold her back as she cries, “Take me instead.”
Smile twisting, the general’s eyes go cross-eyed. “Two birds with one stone. What a wonderful idea. Subject 3, are you ready?”
Both women are held to the ground. The generals pull their h
air back and place them on their knees, shoulder to shoulder. They look proud of the evil that runs in their blood; proud they can ruin anyone that tries to stand against their new world order.
A super-alien is brought into the room. He is naked and looks deformed, like some sort of fucked up science experiment. His cock is at least two feet long, and it’s the width of my thigh.
One of the guards slides a needle into his neck and injects a foreign substance. His cock hardens and solidifies above the women.
The guards yank on his collar and kick him forward. Every vein on his body pulses, and when he opens his mouth, saliva froths and flies forward. Horns have grown from his head. This alien is the alien of all aliens, a super beast that cannot be tamed, and I’m left searching for a point of weakness. Anything to lay the bastard down, flat.
There is nothing. He is a powerhouse, a true testament to the cruelty of the human race. Anna, of course is the opposite. She is good, and everything that her race should strive to be like.
What the fuck am I going to do?
“Please,” Anna begs. “Let us off this planet and you’ll never see us again.”
The general stiffens, but does not respond. His grin has turned into a stern expression of disdain. He gives the guards one look and nods his head. “Release the beast. The consummation must begin.”
“No!” I roar and try to move, but it is impossible.
The guards let go of his collar. The horned beast rears his head and falls over Clara. To her horror, he begins to mount, but something is wrong. He bucks back and roars.
He is not as quick to taking her as the generals would like, so they prod him and beat him with a baton. Kyev sweats and shouts, “Get on with it. No time to waste.”
The beast becomes noticeably angry. His pupils turn narrow and small like tiny pins. He jerks away from the women.
General Kyev’s voice shakes with wariness. “Guards! Subdue this creature at once!”
The guards rush forward, but the beast lunges his horns into their guts. The super-alien stomps on their skulls. Upon seeing this gory display, the other generals try to run, but they too are stopped before they get to the door. The beast lunges and mounts one, rutting his cock right through his body as he eats the other in one bite.
I’m not sure if I should be terrified or satisfied by the cruel and unusual punishment, but the fact is that the generals are dead.
Trembling, Kyev pulls out his gun, firing where the beast’s heart should be. With blood dripping from his lips, the beast smiles. The general can’t stop him.
He fires twice more. The beast swipes his massive hand forward, sending the general flying into the wall, denting in the plaster.
It’s over faster than it started. The general is dead. Well, sort of.
