Doomsday Hunter

by Eric Vall

  After a few more minutes of this position, I felt like I was about to explode.

  Natalie must have felt the same way, because her moans started to get closer and closer together.

  “Yesss,” she panted. “Sooo gooood. Ohhhh… Hunter. My womb is ready. Please fill me. Please mate with me and give me a child.”

  That was the last straw.

  “Fuckkkk,” I groaned as my release hit me in the stomach like a kick from a mule. Then I made one final, powerful thrust and bottomed out inside of her.

  “Yesssss!” Her pussy spasmed intensely as she coiled beneath me.

  “I’m coming,” I groaned, and then it seemed like a tidal wave of sperm erupted from my cock.

  “Ohhhh!” Natalie gasped as she felt me flood her tunnel and womb with my cum, and her orgasm escalated and twisted around mine as I pumped what seemed like a fucking gallon of my cream into her.

  “Fuckkkk,” I groaned again when it just seemed like I couldn’t stop coming, and the stars in the sky began to spin around my head.

  “So warm,” she hissed. “Sooo muchhhh. Ohhh, Hunter!”

  We were frozen in time on this dying world, but as my seed filled her accepting body, the sky seemed to brighten and my senses took in everything wonderful in the universe. Every hair on my body stood on end as our bodies became one while my sperm sought her egg so we could make a baby.

  I suddenly realized this was what euphoria felt like, and the connection Natalie and I had was far stronger than just this one session of love making.

  I felt like she was my soulmate. We were both Wayfarers, and we were bound together forever.

  At some point, we had both finished climaxing, but I still stayed deep inside of her as we both panted for a solid minute. Then I slid myself out of her trembling body and laid down on the bed.

  Natalie rolled over and then snuggled up against my chest, and I wrapped my left arm around the sexy woman and pulled her in as close as I could.

  Neither of us could talk for a few more minutes.

  “That was amazing,” I finally sighed. “You were amazing. Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”

  “I’m sure.” She grinned and then kissed my chest. “Though now I wish I’d jumped you the second I got you back to camp. It was wonderful. I felt… I felt like I’ve known you forever. Does that make sense? I feel as if you were meant to be inside of me, and I was meant to take your seed. I can feel it so warm and full inside of me. I will have a baby, I know it. Or at least, I hope I will.”

  “Don’t worry,” I whispered. “We can keep trying. We’ll have more chances.”

  As soon as the words left my mouth, though, I realized we might not be able to. Even though we had just taken an incredible roll in the hay, we were still in the middle of a life or death mission. Neither of us knew if we would make it out alive, let alone if we’d ever have another chance to make love again.

  “I hope there will be,” Natalie finally broke the silence. “I really do.”

  “Does that mean you’ll come with me?” I asked. “If we make it through this whole thing? We are both Wayfarers, and my world is much more relaxed than this one. If you really want to have a baby with me, it will be nicer in my dimension.”

  The blonde Scavenger began to circle my chest with her finger as she mulled over my proposal.

  “Let’s make it through this first,” she conceded. “But I will say… you’ve given me a very good argument. On one hand, if what you say is correct, this world will need healthy babies, but then again… I can’t imagine not making love to you over and over again for the rest of my life.”

  “You can say that again,” I chuckled. “I could just lay there in bed with you for ages… ”

  The two of us cuddled together for a few more minutes, but then Natale let out a loud sigh.

  “I suppose our clothes are dry by now,” she mused as she sat up on the bed. “We should probably put them back on. I don’t know about you, but if something comes along, I don’t want to be literally caught with my pants down.”

  Natalie stood up and walked over to the pile of clothes in the sand. Her firm ass jiggled with each step that she took, and I saw a drop of my cum drip out of her pussy and trail down her leg. She let out a small gasp when it did, and then she reached down, scooped it up with her finger, and slid it back into her pussy with a small gasp of pleasure.

  “I can’t waste any,” she stated as she caught me looking at her.

  “Uhhh, I guess not,” I laughed.

  The scene was incredibly erotic, and I started to wonder if we could go back for another round of lovemaking.

  She pulled her body suit back over her naked figure, and then she slid the daisy dukes up her legs. The blonde woman let out a soft “ahhh” as she put her denim jacket over her shoulders.

  “They’re so warm.” She grinned and picked up my clothes. “Check it out.”

  Natalie tossed my shirt and pants to me, and I instantly noticed how hot they were to the touch. As I got dressed, my eyes nearly rolled back in my head.

  It was like tossing on a pair of clothes that had just come fresh out of the dryer. Only ten times better.

  “I’ll take the first watch,” I offered as I pulled myself up to my feet. “You could use some sleep after the kind of day you just had.”

  “Are you sure?” Natalie asked with a coy smile. “Because you’re the one who just did most of the work here.”

  “I’m sure,” I promised her as I headed down the beach. “I’ve got to pick up my boots, anyways.”

  I wandered down to my boots, pulled them back onto my feet, and then returned back to the fire.

  When I got back to our makeshift camp, Natalie was already passed out on the bed.

  Man… I really did wear her out.

  I picked up the shotgun from beside her, checked to make sure it was loaded, and slid a few more shells into my pocket just in case. Then I walked over, sat down on my bed, and began to watch the tree line for any movements.

  Surely, if anything had been out there, it would have come for us already. Right?

  As I kept watch, I couldn’t help but think about all the possibilities that awaited.

  It seemed like Natalie was seriously considering coming back to Dimension One with me. As much as I wanted that to happen, though, I also didn’t want her to feel like she was obligated, just because we had slept together. On the other hand, if Marcus was as much of a stubborn jackass as Natalie claimed he was, she wasn’t going to have a place in this dimension, anyways.

  Have a good time? Karla’s voice suddenly cut through my thoughts.

  “Uh, what do you mean?” I grumbled. “I’m just sitting here on guard duty.”

  Don’t take me for a fool, Hunter, Miss Nash replied. We saw your heart rate a few minutes ago. I suppose that’s one way to get the Wayfarer to come back home with you.

  “That’s not--That’s not the reason we did that,” I muttered as my cheeks burned. “And also? Totally not cool. That wasn’t something I wanted you guys to know about.”

  How could we not? the voice chuckled. We both honestly thought you were going into cardiac arrest until we saw the muscle spasms.

  “Can we talk about something else?” I sighed. “Like just how impossible this mission is?”

  It’s not impossible, Karla reminded me. If it was impossible, my father never would have sent you on it.

  “Maybe impossible is the wrong word,” I noted. “‘Improbable’ is more like it.”

  If you pull this off, the chance of the human race’s survival is--

  “Ninety percent,” I grumbled. “Yeah, yeah, I remember. But what are my chances of pulling it off, exactly?”

  There was a brief silence on the other side, and I knew that meant nothing but trouble.

  Do you really want to hear it? Karla asked.

  “Yes!” I spat.

  Fifty-two percent, she responded. There is a fifty-two percent chance that you will successfully
complete this mission.

  Wow. I pursed my lips as I tried to think of a snarky comeback, but I was too upset to think of one.

  My odds of survival were almost fifty-fifty and, to make matters worse, I’d now dragged Natalie into this mess, too.

  “I guess those are the odds I have to take,” I grunted. “Because I’m not going to fail. I won’t let Natalie die for my foolish mistake.”

  Don’t be so dramatic, Karla tried to reassure me. The odds are in your favor, even if it’s just barely.

  Yeah, right.

  I sat there keeping guard for another hour, all with no incident. Then I walked over to the sleeping Natalie, nudged her gently, and woke her from her slumber.

  “My turn?” She smacked her lips as she sat up in bed and rubbed at her eyes.

  “Unfortunately,” I sighed. “I’m about to fall asleep on the job, and that wouldn’t be good for anybody.”

  Natalie got up, loaded her AK-47, and then nodded to let me know I could finally rest.

  I went over to my bed, set the shotgun down beside me, and then laid back and stared up at the stars. Within seconds, I was out like a light.

  Too bad the peace didn’t last very long.

  “Hunter!” I heard Natalie’s voice hiss. “Hunter, you need to wake up, right now!”

  My eyes slowly fluttered open, and I instantly noticed there was no more light from the fire.

  “Wh--What’s going on?” I mumbled sleepily, but Natalie slammed her hand over my mouth.

  “Quiet,” she demanded. “We’ve got company.”

  I grabbed my shotgun from my side as I tried to make sense of her words.

  “What do you mean ‘company?’” I whispered.

  “The Rubberface kind,” Natalie explained, and her face was cold and serious. “There are a bunch of them out in the Forest of Fallout.”

  Chapter 13

  “Rubberfaces?” I gasped. “All the way out here?”

  “Yes.” Natalie already had her backpack over her shoulder and her AK-47 in her hands.

  I quickly stood up, tossed on my backpack, and slung my pistol holster back around my body. Then I fastened the harness on my waist and readied my shotgun as I slid my feet back into my boots.

  Meanwhile, Natalie’s eyes were fastened to the tree line as she studied it for movement.

  “I don’t see anything,” I whispered.

  “I went patrolling while you were asleep,” she mouthed below a whisper. “They didn’t see me, but I certainly saw one of them.”

  “Could it be a straggler?” I questioned. “A lone wolf?”

  “That’s not how Rubberfaces operate,” the blonde woman explained. “He was armed, which means he’s probably with a patrol. I’ve never seen an armed Rubberface out on his own before… If I had to guess, I’d say there’s at least four or five of them out there. We’re going to have to--Shit!”

  A rustling noise arose from somewhere in the forest, and Natalie crouched down and then motioned for me to do the same. I lowered my body so I was behind hers, then we high-tailed it down the beach.

  We ran for only a few paces before Natalie took a sharp right turn and sprinted into the forest of Radon Root. She halted in front of one of the larger trees as she put her AK-47 over her shoulder before she clasped her hands together palm-up and nodded between them and the branch above. Then the woman crouched down in a squat.

  That was enough for me to get the gist.

  I tossed my shotgun over my shoulder and then took off at a full sprint toward Natalie. When I was only a step or two away, I jumped up and outstretched my foot toward her hands.

  The second my leg hit her palms, the Scavenger let out a soft grunt and pushed my momentum upward.

  I flew up about two feet into the air, but that was more than enough to grab onto the branch above. My arms wrapped around the wooden appendage, and then I instantly did a sort of pull-up as I hoisted myself onto it. Next, I turned around and extended my hand for Natalie.

  The blonde Scavenger gripped my wrist, and I used both of my hands to pull her up beside me. We began to climb up a series of branches until we were about twenty feet off the ground, and our position was covered by the combination of darkness and foliage of the tree itself.

  “What are Rubberfaces doing all the way out here?” I asked. “I thought you said they all congregated in the Fallen Lands?”

  “The ones in this area usually do,” she explained. “That or Carsville… Detroit, I believe is what you know it as. It’s what my father used to call it. But that’s hundreds of miles away.”

  “So, you think this is a conscious effort?” I frowned.

  “Maybe,” Natalie admitted. “You never find whole groups of the bastards wandering about in the wild. This is unheard of.”

  “Unless they’re evolving again,” I offered. “You said they’ve been getting smarter over time, right? Well, what if they’ve finally figured out that they have to go out further to find the humans?”

  “I can’t believe that,” Natalie muttered and shook her head. “I just can’t.”

  “Why not?” I demanded.

  “Because… ” Her tone took a dire turn. “The Rubberfaces are already stronger, faster, and more aggressive than us humans. If they somehow were to rise to our intellectual level, the human race would be fucked.”

  “I don’t see any other explanation,” I said. “If that really was a scout you saw, then that means there might be even more of them somewhere around here.”

  “That’s what I’m afraid of… ” the blonde woman trailed off. “And that’s why we absolutely cannot be seen. If they’re given the chance to sound the alarm, it will be bad for us.”

  Suddenly, we heard more rustling further off in the forest, and we both went as silent as a snow-covered mountain at midnight. Then, down the beach, about ten feet or so from where we’d set up camp, two figures emerged from the tree line and stepped out onto the sandy ground.

  Both of the figures were wearing dirty, toga-like cloths over their bodies, and they had assault rifles in their hands. Massive growths were protruding from every angle on their heads, and their skin was a sickly color as it stretched downward toward the ground.

  Definitely Rubberfaces.

  The two mutants jabbered to each other as they began to patrol the beach and headed in our general direction. Then one of the ugly bastards froze in place before he slapped his partner on the arm, pointed toward our campsite, and readied his rifle.

  Both of the Rubberfaces approached the campsite tensely as they scanned the area for any signs of life. When they finally got to the fire, one of the mutants softly prodded it with his bare foot, and then he turned to his partner and snarled.

  “Iktunar!” he bellowed in a voice so loud we could hear it clearly all the way over here. “Iktunar ik param!”

  “Fuck,” Natalie hissed. “That’s not good.”

  Suddenly, we heard a few more garbled voices call out in the dark.

  “Nalb Iktunar!” one of them cried from somewhere deep in the forest.

  “Oh… really not good,” the blonde woman sighed.

  Hunter? Karla’s voice spoke up. Your heart rate and adrenaline are both back up. What’s going on?

  “Mutants,” I whispered to the voice in my head. “They’re here in the forest with us, so we’re hiding until they pass.”

  Hiding? the voice scoffed. You can’t just sit around and hide, Hunter. We’re paying you by the hour, after all.

  “Very encouraging, Karla,” I snarked, “thank you.”

  How many of them are out there?

  “I’m not sure,” I admitted, “we only have two in our sights, but there’s at least one or two more out in the forest somewhere.”

  That’s actually perfect, Karla noted. If they’re separated, then you can kill them off one by one, preferably without any direct confrontation.

  “That’s easy for you to say, miss badass action woman,” I grumbled.

  You will just
have to use your available resources, Karla said as she completely ignored my sarcasm. You’re currently with a “badass action woman,” if you hadn’t noticed. She’ll know what to do, and I can walk you through anything you can possibly come up with.

  “What’s the voice in your head saying?” Natalie whispered.

  “She’s telling me we need to get moving,” I explained, “and to do that, we’ll need to use stealth takedowns on as many of these Rubberfaces as we can.”

  “That’s it?” the blonde scavenger scoffed. “I could have told you that… She sounds useless.”

  “I won’t refuse help,” I snickered, “but you can tell her you think she’s useless when you meet her.”

  “Okay, are you ready to do this?” the blonde asked.

  “Yeah,” I said as I nodded.

  Describe your surroundings, the voice in my head demanded.

  So, I told her what I saw. I told her about the two armed Rubberfaces just up the beach, and how we were currently hiding up in a glowing, formerly radioactive tree. There was silence on the other line for a moment as Karla tried to formulate a plan, and finally, her deep voice arose once more.

  Get them over there, and then drop down on them, she explained. You can kill them with one swift, silent blow.

  “How on Earth do we do that?” I mused. “It’s a long way down from here, and all I’ve got are my guns and my E-Tool.”

  “She’s suggesting we do ‘Death from Above,’ isn’t she?” Natalie guessed. “I could have thought of that. Follow my lead.”

  “I’m not sure if--” I began, but the blonde Scavenger reached into her backpack, pulled out a handful of AK bullets, and weighed them in her hand. Then she turned around and lobbed them back into the forest as far as she could, and they landed somewhere off in the distance with a rustle.

  Instantly, the two Rubberfaces twisted their heads and stared off in the direction of the sound. The one closest to us motioned for his partner to follow him, and then the two mutants began to slowly approach our position.

  Natalie grinned at me as she pulled her pocket knife from her pocket. “Give the word, and we’ll drop down and stab them with our weapons.”