by Maia Starr
“The scout ship is ready, General,” Lieutenant Qon said to me.
“With the ten?” I said.
“Yes, they are waiting for you by the ship,” he said.
“Good.”
“Pilot, I want you to take the fleet five miles outside of this heat signature and wait for us there. You ten soldiers, let's go to the cargo bay and get in the scout ship. We have work to do,” I said.
“Yes, General!” they shouted in unison.
Minutes later we were in the smaller ship headed toward the heat signatures. I set the ship down outside a vast complex of houses. There looked to be a lot of gray stone walls in the area surrounding the complex. On one side was a wooded area. I set the ship down near the trees.
“Remember, they have not seen anything like us before. It is possible they may have a reaction of shock. Be prepared for it. No matter what, you do not shoot the humans,” I said to the soldiers. “We are here to establish contact and have a friendly conversation.”
“Yes, General.”
The door of the ship opened, and I stepped out. It was strangely quiet for a human colony. We stepped out onto the ground covered with leaves.
“Humans! My name is General Razook! We come in peace!” I shouted very loudly. There was no answer.
“If we get separated, the first of you to get back to the ship will start the ship and put it in the air. The rest of us will shift and fly to the ship; is that understood?” I whispered it to them. They all nodded their heads, sensing my tension.
We continued walking away from the ship. We walked past large houses. I gestured for a team to go around to the left and one to go around to the right. Then two soldiers followed behind me.
“Hello! Anyone here? We bring you news from the human colony Haven Brook!” I shouted. Still, there was no reply. We continued walking.
“Now!” we heard a shout from a human voice.
Boom! A bomb went off somewhere to our left.
“Don't shoot the humans!” I shouted as we all ran for cover. It was obvious these humans were hostile, but even though they were hostile toward us, the king had ordered that we could not be hostile back. He said to expect this kind of reaction. We were invaders to them, after all.
“Shift! Shift!” I shouted.
We all shifted into weredragon form. My wings spread out from my back. “Get on the roof!” I shouted into my radio communications.
I flew up onto the roof along with the two soldiers that were with me. I could see other weredragons getting on the roof.
"Get our ship in the air. Retreat! Retreat!” I said into the radio. I looked behind us to see a large group of about thirty human men coming toward the houses, and they were armed.
“Fly into the woods. They have an army!” I shouted into the radio.
“I am in the ship. I will hover it over the woods,” I heard a soldier say.
“Good, retreat, retreat!” I shouted.
I ran and jumped off of the roof, spreading my wings wide and flying into the air towards the woods. I could feel my other soldiers doing the same thing. Shots were being fired at us.
“Shots! Spread out!” I shouted.
We are all spread out heading toward the woods, going different directions so that the gunfire would not be concentrated in one area. I flew low between the trees. I flew fast and hard, perhaps faster than I should have been. To the human eye, we were nothing but a blur when we wanted to move at our top speed. So it wasn't necessary for me to be so fast. I was sure that I was already out of the range of the humans. It did not go the way I had wanted it to. Of course they were frightened upon seeing us. They had every right to be.
Then I remembered the strategy that the king had used. He had revealed himself to one human female while she was alone. Then once he convinced her that he came in peace, she was the one that then spoke to the humans on his behalf. It was a subtle move that made all the difference. That's what I needed. I needed to speak with one human that would be able to speak to the other humans.
As I flew, something caught my attention. There was a bright reflection, and then another, as though the sun was hitting shiny metal. I suddenly realized that I was coming upon a band of cyborgs. Shit. I stopped and hovered in the air. I landed on a branch high in a tree. There were about thirty of them, and they were marching away from me. Then I noticed something else: they were dragging a human female. I couldn't believe it. I had to save her. It was my responsibility to do it. But I couldn't take on thirty cyborgs. I would have to use my super speed skills. It was now or never. I grabbed my dagger from my boot.
I flew toward her and landed directly beside her. The cyborg that was dragging her stopped. But before it turned completely toward me, I had the human female scooped into my arms, and I cut the rope at her feet. The cyborg was grabbing his blaster gun and turning to face me.
With superspeed I flew straight up into the air and then over the trees. I could hear the sound of blaster guns, but it was too late. I was already far away from them.
“What are your coordinates, ship?” I said into my radio.
“What the hell is going on?” I heard the human female say in my arms. But I didn't pay any attention to her.
“I see your position on radar. We are straight ahead of you. Keep going in that direction,” a soldier said from the ship.
“I am coming. Do not come towards me; I just ran into a band of thirty cyborgs.”
“Copy that, General,” he said.
“What the hell are you?” the human female said weakly. I didn't have time to look at her or to answer her. I was scanning the area for hostile activity. It could be from the hostile humans or the cyborgs.
A few moments later, I saw the ship. The door was open. I flew directly inside of it and landed.
“Is everyone accounted for?” I asked.
“Yes, ten soldiers on the ship. You were the last,” the pilot said.
“Good, get us back to the fleet,” I said.
“Copy that,” the pilot said.
Then I set the human female down on her feet. I squatted down next to her and cut the rope around her ankles. I pushed the dagger back into my boot and then I stood up to face her for the first time. Looking at her face took my breath away. She was the most beautiful human female I have ever seen. She was breathing hard. She was looking around with her eyes very wide; obviously, she was completely confused by what was happening and who we were. I didn't blame her.
She had brown hair that was tied in a braid down over her shoulder. She was very slender and petite with a very tight shirt with no sleeves hugging her ample breasts. She had on pants and boots that were tied very high. Her brown eyes looked at me with confusion, and her delicate mouth was trembling in fear.
“Do not be alarmed, human female. I do not wish to hurt you. My name is General Razook. We have come in peace to speak with humans. We were sent here by other humans from a colony known as Haven Brook. Are you hurt? Did the cyborgs hurt you?” I asked.
“What… What are you?” she said looking at me.
“Can I get some water,” I said to one of the soldiers looking on.
“Yes, General.”
“We are called the Veruka. We come from another planet called Tivoso. We are a race of weredragons. I do not want you to be frightened of us. You have no reason to fear us,” I said.
The soldier returned with the water and handed it to her. Her hand was shaking as she opened the container and drank the water. She looked at us and was silent. I could tell that she did not trust us. My plan to use her to talk to the other humans was not going to work if she didn't trust us. But the poor thing had just gone through hell being with the cyborgs, so I didn't doubt that she was still shaken. Now I was putting her through this.
“General, we are approaching the main fleet,” the pilot said.
“Good, land in the main ship at will,” I said.
“I don't understand. Is this really happening? Am I dreaming? Have I been drugged by
the cyborgs?” she asked.
“No, you are not dreaming. This is real. We are real. Tell me your name, human,” I said.
“My name is Hannah,” I said.
“Do you come from a human colony, Hannah?” I asked.
“I don't understand. What are you? You look like a man… but you have wings. You have scales. You shine in the sun like glitter. I have never seen anything like you,” she said.
“No, you have not. That is because we are new to your planet. The other humans called us aliens,” I said.
“Aliens…” she said. I could tell that she was weak. I wondered how long they have been dragging her.
Just then a soldier that was standing behind her came to my side. He whispered into my ear. I didn't like what he had to say.
“Hannah, it seems that you are hurt. Maybe you cannot feel it in the state of shock that you are in,” I said to her as I walked around her. I looked at her back. There were many long cuts, and they were bleeding. It must be from being dragged.
“I do feel… a little…weak…” I caught her just before she fainted on the ground.
“Prepare a room in the main ship. This human needs medical attention,” I said as I picked her up.
Chapter 4
Hannah Maven
I didn't understand what was happening when the boiler of motion landed beside me while the cyborg pulled me through the woods. I was halfway out of it. But then I felt the sensation that I was flying. I couldn't believe it. I tried asking what the hell was happening, but there was no answer. I could only think that I was dreaming.
But then I started to wake up more. I found myself being put on my feet. The surroundings were all white; it was the cleanest place I had seen in a long time. But what was more shocking were the creatures standing around me. I knew I must be dreaming, but I didn't think that my brain could come up with something so extraordinary as what I was saying in front of me.
There were very tall creatures all around me. But one, in particular, stood directly in front of me. He looked somewhat like a human man with long brown hair and stark brown eyes that seemed to pierce through me. He was extremely tall, almost to nine feet. But the rest of him was not human at all. His skin glittered in the sunlight like it was reflective. He had large emerald wings that folded behind his back. The skin on his chest and six pack looked like hard scales, but it couldn't be. Could it? His physique was that of a Greek God, very muscular and toned. He did not wear a shirt but wore very tight trousers with very thick boots and a belt. There were lots of weapons hanging on his body.
But then he said something that took my breath away. He said that they were aliens. I felt myself starting to drift into unconsciousness. I didn't know why. Maybe it was the shock of this information, or maybe I really was dreaming. I just remember everything going dark.
But when I woke up, I realized it wasn't a dream. I stared down at the stark white floor. It was so shiny, I could see my reflection in it. I was staring at my face. It looked like I was lying on my belly. I shook myself awake.
I slowly got up. I was lying on a table face down. I felt something on my back. I looked over my shoulder to see bandages on my back. Suddenly I felt very sore. I must have gotten all cut up from being dragged along the forest floor.
“Oh my god!” I gasped as I looked down and realized that I was topless. “What the hell?”
I looked around and saw some medical bandages in the corner of the room. I jumped off the table. Pain shot through my ankles. I remembered being dragged by them. I slowly walked to the corner and grabbed the role of bandages and began to wrap it around my breasts like a tube top.
“Ow, ow,” I whispered as I rolled it around the bandages on my back. I was in some pain. I cut the bandage and then found a bandage clip and fastened the makeshift shirt. Then I got a good look around. I was in a room that looked like a treatment center. I had been on the examination table. But I didn't recognize the writing on anything. It was some sort of foreign language I had never seen before. There were flashing buttons and lights on a panel, against a wall. I ran my fingers over it. It was very advanced. Was I still with the winged man that I saw? Or was that all a dream and I was with the cyborgs?
Suddenly the wall slid open. It was a door. The creature that had rescued me from the cyborgs stepped inside. But he looked a little different.
“Hannah, are you feeling better? Maybe you shouldn't be standing just yet,” he said as he walked in holding a cup.
I backed away from him as far as I could. My back hit a wall. “Ow!” I said forgetting about my sensitive back until the wall was against it.
“Yes, indeed. You have quite a lot of cuts on your back. My team disinfected them and dressed them. With our medicine, you should have a fast healing time,” he said handing me that cup.
“Here, you might like this. It is equivalent to what you call wine here on Earth. It will help with the pain,” he said.
I took the cup and smelled it. It smelled like sweet fermented fruit, just the way our wine smelled. I took a small drink. It was strong.
“Why am I naked? Who are you? What do you want? Why am I here?” I asked.
“Slow down. I want you to know that you are not in danger with us. We are friends to the humans. I will answer your questions,” he said.
“What the hell are you?”
“As I told you before, before you fainted, the humans of Earth call us aliens, because we are from a different planet far away. We have come to Earth to help the humans fight against the machines. My name is General Rai Razook. We came looking for a human colony to spread the news that was given to us at another human colony called Haven Brook. I came across you being dragged by the machines. I rescued you and brought you here to my ship,” he said.
“Your ship! Do you mean we are in space?” I asked getting frantic.
“No, we are not in space. We are still on Earth. But our ships are very high in the sky out of range of the machine weapons. We are not trying to take you back to our planet. I only rescued you because it is my responsibility. My king wants us to help the humans, and that is what I did with you,” he said. “We are moving north in search of another human colony. The one that you belong to was very hostile and did not want our help, or to even converse. Maybe in time when you are healed, we can take you back there, and you can speak for us and let them know that we come in peace,” he said.
“I will do no such thing. I don't know you. I don't know if you come in peace or if this is all a trick. Look at you. I have never seen anything like you. I swore that you had wings before, and scales. I am just very unsure of my mind right now,” I said. I took another drink. I needed a drink.
“You are right to think that you saw wings. We are weredragons. We are shifters. This is my normal form that you see before you. But we are able to shift into weredragon form with wings and scales, like dragons. It is what we are,” he said.
“Weredragons? You have to be fucking kidding me,” I said trying to understand what he was saying.
“I tell the truth, human. Now enough of this. I have been kind to you. I have answered your questions. Now I want you to sit again. We must talk about how you are going to help me,” he said. He took on a very dominant tone. What a frustrating, arrogant creature. He was pissing me off, but why did his change in demeanor make me feel attracted to him? Yes, he was attractive with his brown hair, brown eyes, and extremely fit figure, but he was a damn alien. I could not be attracted to an alien.
“I will not. You will take me home now,” I said.
“We will not. Your human colony shot at us. We are going to try to go to a different team in colony north of here. We will see if they are more receptive to us and you are going to help us. You will be the one to talk to them for us,” he said.
“No. I won't. I want to go home. I have family there. My sister is there. I am sorry that they grew hostile, but can you blame them? Look at you,” I said.
He was silent. He looked at me up and down. I
suddenly felt like I was very naked as his brown eyes moved over my body. Once again, I found myself growing aroused by his presence. What the hell was wrong with me?
“I will make a contract with you, human,” he said.
“Contract?”
“I will take you home to your sister. But only after you do two things for me,” he said.
I narrowed my eyes at him. How dare he think I would enter into a contract with him. There was nothing that would make me think he would keep his word. He wasn't even human. I crossed my arms, waiting for him to finish.
