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There was a squeal, and I spun, swinging my makeshift bat out in front of me.The branch collided with the small creature midair, which went flying and hit the nearest tree trunk with a sickening crunch before it landed on the ground.Cautiously, I moved over to it.It looked almost like a beaver, but instead of two large front teeth, its mouth hung open to reveal three rows of razor-sharp blade-like teeth.Its neck was at an odd angle, and its two legs—its only limbs—were still.
I had killed it.
It was difficult to feel bad, especially looking now at the rows of teeth that would’ve made quick work of my skin.
My stomach rumbled, and wearily, I glanced at the alien beaver.Shrugging, I picked up the corpse by one of its legs, and when it didn’t move, I slung it over my shoulder.
Food is food, I guess.
Time to make a fire.
Chapter Four
VITRI
Standing in the shadows, I clung to the soft fabric I had picked up as I watched the female collect her kill and continue to move through the forest.She had impressed me.When I had run toward the landing site after seeing the unit drop from the sky and witnessed her descent from the tree, she had appeared so small and fragile.I expected her to scream and hide at the first sight of anything alien to her, but she hadn’t.Her instinct had been to get a weapon and kill whatever attacked her.
I didn’t know the name of her species or what planet she came from, but I knew she was the one.My brother had told me the Ghaal—the native species on this planet, violent and on the edge of extinction—had found the species compatible with them for breeding.We knew one day, somehow, they would find a way to bring some females here to use.
It seems the Ghaal had succeeded.
My first instinct was to leap out, snatch up the female, and run her back to my home to protect her.But it appeared her looks were deceiving.Maybe it was a trap, and she used her fragile and soft looks to draw victims in before attacking them.Maybe she held some sort of physical defense system I couldn’t see.
I was intrigued but cautious.I knew nothing of her except the danger she was in from the Ghaal.I would protect her but from a distance.
For now.
Lifting the white fabric to my face, I inhaled her scent—soft, delicate, and feminine.It stirred a part of me I had kept dormant for many years.My instinct was to claim and breed, and this female made my cock harden even watching her.
But I wasn’t an animal.
I wasn’t in the lab anymore.I was my own being, and I wouldn’t break again.
I would control myself.
As she moved through the forest, picking up twigs along her way, I followed, keeping to the shadows.It wasn’t difficult for me to blend in.As a Synth, I adapted physically to my environment, kind of like an advanced evolution, and years in this forest had made me one with it.My skin was the same deep green as the trees but hard enough to withstand the worst weather and attacks this place could throw at me.There were vines now—I don’t even remember when they formed—but they were part of me, growing from my spine and winding themselves around my torso and arms when not in use.I had learned to control them over time—they were a part of me and simply other limbs.
The female stopped when she came to a clearing, casting a look around her, her gaze passing right over where I stood without pausing before she sank to her knees and cleared a space.
She was making a fire, and I was impressed again.
There were many species dropped on our planet that were not native here, kidnapped from their homes by the Moeks, and, if not useful to them, dropped here for the Ghaals to test.My brothers and I tried to look after those we could, communicate the dangers of the planet and the Ghaal colony to them and, if we could, teach them how to survive.But there had been few we could communicate well enough with, and most we simply resorted to scaring away from the Ghaal colony between the mountains and the sea because any new species would be safest if they never encountered a Ghaal.
Although they had been waiting for the return ofthisfemale species, they would experiment on any the Moeks dropped.The Ghaal became more desperate for a solution to their declining numbers with every day that passed.
I was intrigued by this female.She didn’t look unlike me, in a basic sense—two arms, two legs, two eyes, and a scent that stirred my instinct.She smelled purely feminine, and I felt my cock swell further at the sight of her building the fire.I could tell she was strong for her species, and things I hadn’t thought about in a long time came to the surface.I was a beingdesignedfor breeding, andthisfemale brought out that part of me, stronger and more insistent than I had experienced in years.
But I would have to ignore it and drive it back down because my duty was only to ensure she was cared for and safe and nothing more.
Eventually, she got a fire going and speared the barda—a young one, less than a third of the size it would get to—through with a long stick and held it over the fire.I frowned.She didn’t skin it, but I supposed she had no way to.I glanced down at my hands like every other part of me was larger than her, and if I stood next to her, the top of her head would barely reach my chest.Perhaps her fingers and claws weren’t strong enough to skin the creature.My fingers twitched against the tree as I planted my hands on either side of me to lean forward and watch her closer.I could help her, but my appearance might frighten her.Perhaps she would attack me.
The idea of that stirred something in me that definitely wasn’t fear and not an ideal reaction to be having toward a female I should be thinking nothing too deeply of.
Maybe she would try to fight me off—maybe it would be a game to her.
Maybe she would play with me.
Maybe she would allow me to play with her.
