Families lined the street to be searched only to end with metal notch in the skull, a chip that renders the soul useless. No more regeneration. Game over.
The Sankarian armies of bots and loyal nationalists destroyed our cities and recruited the weak. The rest were enslaved. A new world order was forming, but it would be squashed by me.
I was turned into a fugitive. I was made an enemy of the state. In the end, I had inadvertently destroyed my home.
But I had no choice.
Our leaders failed us. They let them invade our planet, fuck our women, and rape the landscape. They had no clue what they were doing. We were alphas and omegas, a unique people that had our own customs, our own desires, and biological needs.
We were enslaved, told we were savages, and they took what they needed. But they could never impregnate our women because they were not alphas. No, they weren’t the savages they looked down upon. They were nothing like us.
I was thrown in the mines with the rest of my kin. Watched my clan’s health deteriorate. I was a Critas. Talis Critas. The one who takes the crown. I was the one poised to lead.
The alpha elders of my clan organized the uprising. Slowly, we collected arms, hiding them wherever we could. Crude bombs were constructed, and our destiny was set in stone.
We were going to fight. We were going to destroy our captors. And once they were eradicated, we could rebuild our perfect world.
I knew it was a failing plan, but every morning I woke to stare at the dead and dying, the families who slept alongside the toxic waters outside the buildings they used to own. I turned into an uncontrollable beast.
At the sound of the air sirens, I was given a choice: Stay and die an honorable death like my family or leave like a coward.
I fought, but I was no hero. My mother, my father, my cousins and my brother... they had all been gunned down within the hour.
We tried to storm the capital, but the soldiers were waiting for us. We had crude bombs and guns, but we could not compete against their weaponry. The mechanized suits they wore and the discipline in their eyes rocked me to my core.
I set the explosive in place and armed it. I watched their bodies explode amid the rubble of our once-vibrant city. As the smoke cleared, there was another wave of soldiers.
More marched behind them. More. They were endlessly deployed, cutting us off.
I was no hero. Didn’t matter how hard I fought. I lost, and I fled. I felt the heat surround my ship. One look behind me told me everything I needed to know.
A giant fucking explosion. A supernova flash. I hit the speed of light before the heat could consume me.
They destroyed our planet because of us. Because of I helped convince my people to rebel...
There was nothing left to gain, anyway. I was an orphan with no purpose or mate. I was fucked.
I just wanted peace, but as I lay in the small enclosure within the ceiling of the curiously found starship, I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened.
Maybe it wasn’t the best choice to jump ship, but my ride stalled out. I floated for days, waking up when I spotted the searchlight on the explorer starship that nearly flew by me. I ran to get the ship in place, managed to turn on the engine enough to fly it over to the lock on the cargo side. I hooked my ship to the bottom airlock, but I didn’t celebrate. I hung my head until the urge to ruin everything in sight was too strong.
I tore through their cargo like a savage beast. I didn’t give a fuck. I was going to be the worst man in the universe. I was going to take until I died.
Our invaders made me this way. I was a killer, and everyone in this ship would have to die like my family. Like my world, Nyela.
Lucky for me, I found what I needed in the cargo hold.
I lay in the incredibly cramped large ventilation systems of this crudely designed starship. I was big but agile and able to move through small places.
I knew what I looked like. To these wary travelers, I would appear as a monster. A super being made to annihilate any inferior target. I was a solid mass of muscle and strength, harnessing power no single being could compete with. This was going to be fun…
The fuel cells I had found in the cargo were going to get me out of this area. But I had new plans. I wanted a mate to keep the cycle of my people going, and I think I had found the perfect match.
I made my way toward the center of the ship and stared down at the long rows of outdated computers and mapping systems. There she was, staring back at me from the screen. She had left her profile on.
On the side of the display was a list of her notes and recordings, alongside a retinae scan and information. English. She was human, and from Earth, no less. Did she know about the destruction yet? I wondered.
Her weight was thick enough to bear my inches, her hips wide in a way that made my cock stir. Her age was adequate.
Could she really handle the role? In the height of all sorrow and pain, an alpha had a strict biological duty to take what would rightfully restore his power. Regeneration was our only means for survival. But I was nearly twice the size of her, and no other species had been known to survive the knot of an alpha.
The more I thought about it, the more I craved her moistness, the tight hole I knew hadn’t been touched in years. I could smell her throughout the room, and it was driving me crazy. No doubt it was tighter than any cunt from my planet.
Human women were soft. Her lips would feel incredible wrapped around my shaft.
I saved her life. Mia Thompson. Without knowing anything about her, I was certain I had found a suitable mate. It was a part of my instinct. I had come to the right place, even if it all happened by chance.
I caught only a glimpse of her, but it was enough to make my cock rise. Her pheromones were mouth-watering. She was a prize, and I would catch her, take her far across the galaxy, and breed her senseless.
Hungrily, I took hold of my shaft, eyes widening when I saw how my flesh pulsed for her. The crown expanded and blushed, separating in half. One for her pleasure. One for mine. As they say on Nyela, a happy omega is a fertile omega.
There was no stopping me. My knot expanded, and the desire to complete the bond was relentless and obsessive. As I expelled useless seed, my body grew tight, and I collapsed.
I couldn’t keep going on like this. The more I tried to believe that everything was okay, the more I knew that I could die here. The crew was already hostile, and I was stabbed pretty good.
Thought I could brush that one off. Whoops.
Since the crew had been tipped off, the exits were shut down, and my ship’s backup energy sources would surely die within the hour.
In the meantime, I could explore my new idea. I would find this Mia Thompson. I would break her like they broke me. I would train her to be stronger, better in every way. She’d bear my seed.
Out here, they weren’t going to find what they were looking for. My planet was long gone, and the others on this ship were fucked in the head. They would revolt if they knew they were headed toward more darkness.
I had to act against my desires. I had to be careful. I couldn’t just fuck her senseless and leave her full of my seed to nest and birth my child.
Curious, I dropped to the floor and searched through her files. I listened to her countless messages back to Earth, deciphering the language within minutes.
She never once gave up hope. She was looking for a way out. It was sad, really. The way humans desired love might have been the most unique thing the universe ever allowed considering it had little evolutionary function. They still went to war with their own. They still fell back on their primitive impulses.
But she knew she could love. As I listened, I learned about her home life. Her family turned their backs on her, but she carried the guilt through the galaxies. She blamed herself for leaving, but she had no choice.
Mia found a home where she could outshine the others. Here, in this dilapidated ship, she had found her purpose. I could see it in her beautifully
innocent eyes. And now, like a star about to burn into colorful non-existence, she needed to be saved.
She’d fight me, no doubt. But I would make her bow and submit. I’d knot and carry my legacy on through her, promising her the safety I could easily provide.
I stayed put, but I was growing hungrier for pussy by the second.
I saved her life like hero. Soon, I’d be fucking her like the fallen alpha I had become.
4
Mia
“Are you about to tell us what the fuck I just saw break Cade’s fingers?” Manny asked.
All eyes were on me. I was just a girl from a small town. What the hell did I know about aliens?
“Look, uh.” Juliana hesitated and cleared her throat. “First, we need to address what happened near the control center.”
The eyes moved toward Cade, but he remained silent and broken. He looked like a man who had seen too much, too fast.
The white walls of the cafeteria unsettled me. On the first week of our arrival into the stars, I noticed how artificially clean it looked.
Yet, as I sat down, I couldn’t help but feel like everything was a façade. I rolled the chair forward and braced my elbows on the table, watching Cade’s every movement, but he had been heavily sedated. He was silent, but he had a big smile on his face.
Juliana was the complete opposite of Cade. Although she carried her confidence well, her face bore some worry she wasn’t able to hide. When things got to these heights of crazy, she undertook a lot of responsibility.
“I want to know what it is,” Manny said, dropping his set of tools onto the floor in defeat.
More prisoners stood. Mutiny had yet to form, but the seeds of rebellion were all around us. All they wanted was one reason to react.
I just wanted to carry on our legacy. I needed to make sure women could bear children in a new atmosphere. Without that ability, life was meaningless.
As we spent more time in the cafeteria, all of my hopes and dreams were starting to get derailed.
Another prisoner, Jackie stood. “Better yet, I think you need to tell us how the fuck Ms. Captain is going to deal with it?”
Slamming her bolt stunner against the side a table, Juliana retained some order in the room. She looked at them as a leader might look at a burning empire, but the inmates didn’t care or see what I saw. “We’re working to the best of our abilities,” she said, knowing full well how fucked we were.
“Work faster.” Jackie clapped her hands twice.
Tensions were rising, our confinement starting to feel a little too obvious. Outside, I could see glimmering stars, but they only inspired uncertainty.
The last one to enter was one of the horticulturalists, Red. His hands were covered in wet soil, but he made no attempt to wash them. He wiped his palms clean until the tops of his boots balanced small pillars of soot. “Just got the buzz. Some kind of cargo breach?”
I motioned for him to sit down, which he did, albeit slowly. Cade breathed calmly and eased back on his smirk. “You didn’t hear? There’s a fucking alien on board.”
This time, Red smiled and nodded. He clicked his tongue and sighed. “An alien. No shit?”
“Yeah, some little green man waiting to be taken to our leader,” Cade joked.
Manny paced around the room. His face was scarlet, and his forehead crunched with concern. Everyone had signed up for a reason, even the prisoners.
“This is not a time for joking around,” he said, shifting back against the automatic doors. When it didn’t open, I shared a glance with Juliana. For the time being, she had locked us in, a precaution I was slightly worried about, but it needed to be done.
“His blood,” I interrupted. “I think I saw his blood dripping from the pipes in the ceiling. He’s injured.”
“Bastard came for the batteries, as well as our supplies,” Manny argued. “He’s in survival mode. He’s just waiting for an excuse to kill us all.”
“Seen this movie before,” Red said, smile fixed.
Juliana glanced up at the ventilation system. The ship was massive. He could have hidden anywhere. “What makes you think it’s a he?” she asked.
Cade leaned back. Out of all of us, he was in the best of spirits. “Six years up in space, brothers and sisters. Six fucking years, and I ain’t seen no fucking aliens. Just the reflection of nothing,” he said, voice cold but direct. “Out of all of the species in the universe, we must have been the only ones dumb enough to leave our world behind.”
“Doubt it,” I said.
Juliana remained stoic. There wasn’t that much time left on the journey to find our new home. We needed to calm everyone down, and we sure as hell needed those supplies.
She tried her best, but the crowd wouldn’t settle. “I want to assure everyone that all personnel are fine. The cryogenics’ vitals are in good shape. This is just a minor event to investigate,” she said.
“Doesn’t really do much to ease the tension,” I whispered.
Juliana flashed me a dirty look, but nothing felt okay anymore. We could have stayed and tried to develop solutions on Earth. We had chosen the easy way out. We were cowards, and everyone knew it.
Our captain raised her voice so that she could realign our focus. “Therefore, I have decided to initiate a temporary suspension on some of the system functionality. For the next twenty-four hours, we will all be confined to this room.”
Everyone surged to their feet. The crew raised their concerns in a clamor, but our captain just kept moving forward with the protocol. “There should be no debate surrounding this call. We were all briefed on emergencies during orientation.”
Even though I respected Juliana, I couldn’t understand her logic. These people were dangerous. Perhaps more dangerous than the alien itself. I wouldn’t oblige. I wasn’t going to be trapped in a room with these people. “You’re putting us on emergency power?”
Manny looked at the locked doors and screamed with terror, slamming the full weight of his hips against the bulletproof glass to break free. “Are you crazy? That’ll kill those in cryo!” he screamed.
“The cryo chambers will remain in full working order,” she reiterated. “I want to remind everyone that this is just a twenty-four hour precautionary action. There is no reason to put us in full emergency shutdown mode. I’m certain that we are not in danger. Our mission will continue as planned. Now, let’s do a headcount real fast to make sure everyone is here. Mia—do you want to help me out with the right side of the room?”
“Sure. Why not?”
Full emergency shutdown mode. AKA: Permanent Black. The center was built with detonators in case of a hijack or moment just like this one. I prayed it wouldn’t come to that.
I counted the men and women on my side, and it didn’t take very long to notice that somebody was missing. “Cade,” I said. “He was right here...”
My skin felt clammy and cold all at once. I sat down and tried to breathe. There was no sign of struggle, and no sign of a rough escape. The only way he could have gotten out was through the ceiling, but someone would have seen it.
“Manny, where’s he at?” I asked.
He laughed. I pulled out my bolt stunner and asked him again. This time, I could see the honesty in his eyes. “I don’t fucking know, Mia. I swear to you.”
Spinning. One by one, questioning the opposition. “Red, you must have seen where—”
“I haven’t seen shit, lady,” he said.
Oh, fuck me.
The animal side of my brain wanted me to lash out and blame Juliana for not paying attention. “Hit the remote,” I muttered, angry tears filling my eyes.
She hit the button, over and over again, but I caught sight of the red splatter of something on the ground.
“He demagnetized himself,” I said. “He cut them out with the knife. Juliana, we have another code red.”
“I-I—” Juliana was shaking. A captain stuttering was never a good sign, and it was only going to strengthen the tides of a rebe
llion.
Manny scoffed and threw his hands into the air dramatically. “Great. We have two monsters on the loose, and you got us locked up in here.”
The crowd was gathering, and their voices were rising.
He was right. We had no control anymore. We weren’t leaders. We were just a group of desperate people.
It was so easy for him to slip outside into the main network of hallways. I thought of all my studies. The test tubes, the precious frozen semen, and the machines meant to help with the process – everything could be destroyed, in a matter of seconds.
I was certain all of my work would be destroyed. Perhaps human life in the outside universe just wasn’t meant to be, but I had worked too hard to let it all go to waste.
Juliana was forced to make a choice. She muttered, “Right now, you’re the only one I can trust.”
“Juliana, they’re both out there,” I argued. “We can’t leave. You know the rules.”
“I’m tired of playing by the rules.” Juliana marched toward the locking mechanisms. It scanned her retinae, allowing her and I to pass through.
The prisoners were in the dead heat of their arguments, but their attention hadn’t waned away from us entirely. I was worried about the coming insurrection that could turn into our complete and total annihilation.
As soon as Juliana and I walked toward those doors, the others barreled toward us. I wished I could have done something different, but I couldn’t. I had to act, and everyone on the ship knew the protocol.
Once more, Juliana hit the remote. Their wrists locked to the floor, to the tables, to the metal walls, leaving them unable to move despite their primal instincts driving them to break away.
“Don’t you fucking dare leave!” Manny yelled. “Don’t you—”
We had to close the doors on them.
We had to do it in order to survive.
The doors closed. There was nothing we could do.
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