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“This,” I explain. Then I lean down and grab the control for the restraints from the nearest guard’s forearm. My energy bands unlock and I shake my suddenly free claws, smiling wide at the sudden change in circumstance.
An alarm sounds and the door to the transporter room bursts open, allowing more heavily armed Creekan guards to flood into the space. “Halt, prisoner two-four-seven! Arms up!” they shout.
Hells. I analyze the situation and come to an all-important conclusion: I’m not getting out of here unless I use her as cover. I blow out a breath. “Sorry, but I have to take you captive, it’s the only way I can escape. No harm will come to you.”
She puts up a hand to protest. “You can’t—”
I grab her wrist, power up the energy bands and handcuff the two of us together.
“No,” she wails, “you didn’t.”
“I did.”
“Give up now or suffer the consequences,” a voice booms.
I pull the female close, wrapping an arm around her. Even in the midst of my escape I’m loving the feel of her in my arms. I bare my fangs and snarl out my demands, “Give me a clear line of escape to another transporter room and I’ll give up my captive, unharmed.”
“Help me!” she shouts to the guards with a distinct lack of sincerity.
The Creekans power up their weapons and aim at me.
My jaw distends and I shoot an epic Grindstone flash flame over their heads, singeing their helmets. It’s only a warning shot, but it terrifies everyone in the vicinity. Black smoke continues to billow out of my nostrils. My claws and fangs elongate, ready for battle.
A fire-fight ensues.
I hit the ground, softening our drop for the female, and grab a discarded shield. I fire back at them with a blaster. Another growl rumbles in my chest as I watch the shots barely miss the female. She’s just a frail human and I’ve got to get us both out of here to my safe house.
She picks one up too and now we’re both covered. “Hey!” she shouts out to the armed personnel in the room. “I’m not the target, he is.”
“We do not negotiate with prisoners,” a military official yells out. “Nor do we rescue hostages. Two-four-seven, put down your weapons.”
She looks over at me. “They don’t rescue hostages?” And then she hisses in pain when another blast singes the skin of her arm. “What the heck? They’re not even going to try and save me?”
I reach for another blaster only to discover the human already has it in her hands. I look over with surprise as she expertly shoots a guard in the shoulder. Not a kill shot—a shot to disable.
I meet her steady gaze. “What?” she questions. “He was shooting at me. I had to protect myself.”
“You’re shooting at a guard,” I point out. “Essentially a member of the peacekeeping staff on Omega 9 charged with your rescue. Are you sure shooting at them was your intention?”
“I can’t figure out who is good or bad in this situation. I just need to keep people from shooting at us. And I have a feeling I’m going to need to secure my own rescue.”
And then she tosses out a smoke bomb and hands me a breather.
This human is full of surprises.
The room immediately fills with thick smoke. Guards start dropping to the floor. And suddenly our escape route is clear. I bend down, sweep her into my arms and race out the door.
3
Aliyah
The satanic-looking convict I materialized next on Omega 9 holds me in his strong arms, running fast down the hall. He runs so fast we break through the gray mist in record time, leaving behind the guards who weren’t lifting a finger to save me.
I had an extra breather in my pocket just in case Jada needed one, and an extra smoke bomb.
Came in handy.
I thought I was going to arrive to a quiet, efficient transporter room, greet the staff and seek amnesty. Then work on getting in touch with my cousin on Tarvos and possibly take yet another transport to my next destination.
