But if I turn around and he’s still there, each step away will feel...wrong.
Just before I give in and turn around, a man runs up toward us shouting.
I see the smugglers reach toward their belts, where their shivs are tucked away, but Rikon waves them down
“It’s him!” The man says as he stops in front of us, panting.
“Me?” Rikon says, pointing. “You don’t want to recognize me, and if you do, my boys will make sure you realize it was all a misunderstanding…”
“No,” The panting man says, huffing. “Not you, him!”
He points back, and I know where he is pointing.
I turn back around, and the beautiful man is still there. He’s real, and he’s standing up.
His visor raises, and I feel my heart burn as I look at his face again. It’s as if it’s grown even more striking in those few moments since I last saw it.
But now the smugglers’ hands really are on their shivs, and they’re all moving toward him.
“Who?” I ask. “Who is he?”
“It’s one of them,” the panting man says, “A Marauder!”
Suddenly the smuggler’s stop, leaving Rikon to move forward alone.
A Marauder? But didn’t they have purple skin, and--
The man pulls off his helmet, and tall, bear-like ears pop up above his head. I see his skin begin to melt away, and I realize it’s not really his skin. Beneath the false white skin is a deep purple, and the Marauder grins, flashing gleaming white teeth at Rikon, who approaches him alone.
“Rikon,” Nate, one of the younger smugglers, says, “These guys can shoot plasma out of their hands, and cut people open with crazy sharp tentacles. They got like...nano-tech suits, and we just got these shivs…”
Rikon doesn’t break eye contact with the alien, but he speaks back to his men. “You got your balls too, don’t you? If you don’t have any balls, feel free to run, but this alien, Aegus, has a bounty on him so juicy that—even split six ways—we’d all live like kings for the rest of our days. I’m too old for this smuggling shit, and the rest of youse are too young to be that smart.”
Nate turns and runs. He sprints down the terminal at full speed, not looking back even once.
“If you believe everything you hear,” Rikon says, drawing his shiv, “These guys can even turn into big purple bears. Chances are that if the five of us bumrush him, we might just take him down. Even if he kills all but one of us, that’s a nice one in five chance at winning the fucking lottery…”
Rikon’s four remaining men pull their shivs out and start to follow Rikon’s lead.
The alien tears his clothes away, and the tan skin has hardened to a thick armor, which begins to turn teal as the smugglers approach him.
“I’m hungry,” The alien, Aegus, suddenly says.
The smugglers stop approaching.
“What?” Rikon grunts.
“I’m hungry,” Aegus says, “I don’t want to waste biofuel on you pieces of shit. So I’ll take you all down with my bare hands.”
“He can turn into a bear!” A smuggler shouts, “Fuck!”
“B-a-r-e,” Aegus says, “Balling his hands up into fists. Shifting takes up a lot of calories too.”
The smugglers all give each other looks, and I start to back away, one slow step at a time. I should turn around and bolt like Nate did, but I can’t take my eyes off this powerful alien warrior.
Suddenly he rushes toward the smugglers.
One drops his shiv and runs, shoving me as he runs past.
I fall to the ground, and when I look up, the fight has already begun.
Aegus has disarmed one of the smugglers, and he jams the shiv into his throat.
Two more charge him, but Aegus throws the dying man into them.
The dying man’s body knocks them flat on their backs, and Rikon throws his shiv at Aegus.
The weapon is heading toward his neck, but Rikon threw too low, and the shiv bounces harmlessly off Aegus’s teal armor.
Aegus rushes the two downed men while the another decides to follow in Nate’s footsteps and run away.
I’m still on the ground, too afraid to move, but when the smuggler begins running in my direction, I scurry to my feet.
Rikon grabs the runner by the collar, whips him around, and slams him to the ground. He tears the shiv from the man’s hand and jams it into his neck.
He pulls out the bloodied weapon and looks me dead in the eyes.
I start to run, and behind me I hear a man grunt as Aegus slams his head against the wall.
Rikon snatches me by the waist and pulls me up against him. The sharp end of the shiv presses against the soft skin of my neck, and as I fight against his grasp, the sharp point draws blood from my neck.
Aegus looks up, and he throws one of the smugglers back toward Terminal 13. The smuggler flies at least ten meters before rolling and crashing against the ground.
Aegus’s green eyes are locked onto me, and I think I see fear in him for the first time.
“Ah!” Rikon says, laughing. “I didn’t think I could believe everything I heard about youse, but I guess at least some of that shit had to be true. I guess you really do like human sluts!”
He pulls me harder against his body. I can feel his fat and sweaty gut pressing into me, and his bad breath is hot on my neck.
“She means nothing to me,” Aegus shouts.
“Alright,” Rikon says, “I’ll slit her throat then!”
I feel the shiv cut through my throat, and when I draw breath, it gurgles through the wide, bloody cut.
But before I can even draw another dying gasp of air, I see Aegus’s armor melt away and rush toward me in a teal blur.
The last thing I see before his armor covers me is his naked blue body, tall and sculpted and perfectly muscular in all the right places. And I notice his cock is still armored...or is the cock itself teal?
My last thoughts as I bleed and suffocate out will be of teal alien cock. People have died thinking of worse things.
The armor covers me completely, and I feel it rush cool into my neck.
When I try to breath again, I feel the air come blessedly out of my mouth and nose.
The armor has covered me completely, and I can’t see a thing, but I can still hear.
“Fuck!” Rickon grunts.
And then I hear Rickon’s voice gurgling, and I know Aegus has slit his throat.
When the armor pulls away from me, my throat stays healed, but none of the other smugglers were so lucky.
Aegus looks up at the blaring alarms and klaxons, and then those perfect green eyes peer deep into me as he holds his hand out to me, and he speaks to me for the first time. “Woman, what is your name?”
“Anya,” I say, mouth agape.
“Anya,” he says, “Take me to Venus.”
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