by Maia Starr
She was silent, as though she was thinking about what I was saying. I knew that she knew I was lying, but she wasn’t questioning it. It was the best that I could do for now. Suddenly, our ship jolted.
“Shit,” I said.
“What? What happened?” she said.
“We are locked in,” I said.
“What? What does that mean? I do not speak your terms!”
“It means the opposition ship has locked onto us. We are trapped. My ship is in their control now.”
“No! You are a sorry pilot! You couldn't get away from them! I can't believe this! This is all your fault! You did not have a right to take me from Earth, and now I'm going to die out here because of you and your arrogance and entitlement! I'm going to die because you are a terrible pilot! All of this is because of you. You are to blame!”
“Enough! I won't hear anymore of this!” She was making me very angry because I knew that I was a good pilot. I was only pretending not to be. I did not like hearing from her that I was below average. My ego and my pride could not handle it. I deserved praise and victory, but she was not seeing that side of me.
“What do we do now?” she asked as she unbuckled her belt and stood up.
“They don't know that you are on this ship. Go hide in the washroom. Do not come out at all. If we are lucky, they will not search the ship and only take me.”
“And then what? How long would I stay in there? They are not going to just let this ship float in space are they?”
“No, they will tow it to their space station and hold it. They will also take me there. As soon as I am able to escape, I will find this ship and find you. Now go!” I said as I unbuckled my seatbelt and stood up. I pulled my blaster gun off of my boot and charged it.
“Oh my God! Try not to aim that thing toward the washroom. You might accidentally shoot me through the wall. You are a sorry pilot, and I am only sure that you are a sorry shooter and soldier!” she shouted at me.
Once again, her words stung my pride. I did not like hearing her say these things. It was a hard pill to swallow. She moved into the wash closet, and I positioned myself near the side of the door. I did not want to be standing directly in front of it when they opened it. There were a few more jolts as the opposition ship connected to my ship. I could hear the sound of the airlock screwing into the opposition airlock. Then I heard voices. The door of my ship opened.
“Show yourself, Draqua!” the voice said.
“I do, and you will shoot,” I shouted.
“No, we need you alive in order to question you; then we will kill you,” the voice said.
I showed myself with my blaster gun in hand.
“Drop your weapon,” the skinny hybrid Draqua said. I recognized him immediately. It was Ephane. I was surprised that he was on a scouting ship.
“No, I drop it and then you will shoot me. I am not handing myself or this ship over without a fight. Now the only question is are you going to shoot first, or am I?” I said, giving him my best warrior resistance. It was what he would be expecting. If I surrendered, it would be too suspicious.
He laughed. “Do you not see the ten warriors behind my back? You are outnumbered. You will die instantly.”
“Yes, but not after I shoot you first. You will die too,” I said, aiming my gun directly at him. A look of fear came across his face, and he put his hands in the air. He knew that I was suicidal at this point and willing to die instead of being taken prisoner. He knew that I would take him out with me. This changed his tone a little. I could see the fear on his face, the weasel.
“Now, no need to be hasty. Let us speak about this. You will not be harmed. I won't allow it. I only want to know what your business is out here. Who are you?”
“My name is Commander Cerik Hade. My business out here is my own,” I said.
“Commander, I have never heard of you. But no matter, you are not a captain, so your business out here could not be anything too important. And you are alone. Now I cannot just let you go. I must take you to my superiors. They will decide what to do with you. So how about it? Do you want to put that gun away and live one more day at least?” he said negotiating.
I was quiet, as I thought this over. I had to make it look as though I actually wanted to live and that was why I was going with them. He said he would take me to his superiors, which meant I was going on the space station; that was exactly what I wanted to happen, but I could not let them know that. I put my gun in the air in surrender.
“Take his gun. Put him in chains,” Ephane said. The warrior took my gun and then cuffed my hands behind my back. They began to lead me toward the door as Ephane walked around the center of the ship looking around.
“Now, Commander,” he said as he looked at the console. He was looking up my coordinates.
“Get away from there,” I said as though I did not want him to see, but I did.
“I see that you have come from Earth. There is only one reason for you to go there. You were looking for a mate.”
I looked at him and growled. I stayed silent with no emotion on my voice. But it was all over my face.
“Search the ship. There is a human female hiding,” Ephane said. The Warriors begin to open every panel. Sliding their hands along the walls and pushing waiting for panels to open. They searched cupboards and the bed and then finally found the washroom. I heard Maria scream as soon as they opened the door.
“Don't touch her! Get away from her!” I shouted.
“Oh, it seems as though you really care for this one. It bothers you, doesn't it, to see her taken by the opposition, the very group that does not want human females to mix with our race any longer. What is your name, human female?”
“Leave me alone, you filthy alien!” Maria spit in his face. I could not believe her courage. I restrained a smile and I wanted to laugh loudly. But I know that would make Ephane hit her, and I did not want that to happen. Ephane grew a dark look on his face.
“Put her on the ship in my quarters,” Ephane growled. The warriors picked up Maria and carried her away.
“No! Maria! Don't take her! Don't hurt her! I will cooperate as long as you want me too! I will tell you anything you want to know as long as you keep her alive and do not hurt her!” I shouted.
Ephane looked at me and smiled. “And that is what I like to hear. It is strange how having a bit of leverage changes the situation. I am glad that you are willing to cooperate. It will be good for you, and the human female. Take him and put him in the cells.”
I struggled and growled as they pushed me out of my airlock and onto theirs. I screamed and was mean to them. I did all that I could to make it look real. I had to make it look like this was an unintended surprise. We walked onto the ship, and I looked around, taking all of the information in that I could. It was a standard Draqua ship, and I could fly it if I needed to. I knew exactly what kind of ship it was and what it was capable of; I even knew how to disengage the radar tracking. If I was going to use this as my escape ship; that would be the first thing that I would have to do. I watched as Maria was carried over the shoulder of a warrior, kicking and screaming, down the hallway. Then she was out of my sight. I hoped they truly would not hurt her or take advantage of her. Even though the opposition was against breeding with human females, some of the corrupt warriors still had their way with human females; they just made it a point to not spill their seed inside of them. I hoped that she was safe.
CHAPTER 5
MARIA COVALLOS
Waiting in that washroom while I heard voices outside was the most horrible thing. I was full of anxiety and I was terribly scared. I did not know what was going to happen. I hoped that the plan that Commander Cerik Hade had told me would work. That I would simply hide in the washroom until he came to find me at some point when this ship was taken to the space station. But as soon as the door was opened, I saw a menacing warrior that looked like Cerik, only a little bit different. It had silver white hair and piercing yellow eyes. It looked mean.
I couldn't help myself, and I screamed out of shock. I was pulled out of the washroom and saw that the commander was in cuffs. He couldn't help me. We had truly been captured by these space bandits. I knew that I should not have spit in the face of the one in charge, but I was angry. I had a temper, and I could not control it. It often got me into trouble, but I never expected that it would get me into trouble in space.
As I was led away, it was a pleasant surprise to hear the commander defending me. I could hear him shouting not to hurt me and that he would do anything to make sure that I was not hurt. His words dug deep inside of me. They were the most chivalrous words I had ever heard from a man, and this man was an alien. I guess I really had to go out of this world in order to find that kind of honor.
Now, I was flung over the shoulder of a warrior as he carried me into this new ship. It was almost the same as the commander's ship, but bigger and darker. I kicked the warrior and screamed, but it did not seem to do anything. I could feel my knees against his hard chest.
“You will stay in here!” he shouted as he threw me into a room and onto a bench. Then he walked toward the door.
“I demand that you let me go!” I shouted, but he just left. He closed the door behind him. I ran to the door and tried to open it. But I could not figure it out. There were lots of flashing buttons and leavers, and I assumed it was probably locked from the outside. I looked around the room. It was very plush, almost luxurious. I moved to the food area that looked a lot like the one on the commander's ship. I poured some water. I needed it after all the yelling and shock that I had been through. I sat down on the bench. I was trapped here. I wondered what they were going to do with me. I wondered what they were going to do with the commander. But as I sat, I had time to think, and my mind immediately wandered to the make-out session with the commander. It had caught me off-guard, and I had not had time to process it because we were interrupted by the radar alarm. But now my mind was free and able to think. I remembered the heat that I felt. It had radiated throughout my entire body as soon as he pulled me to him. My breast flush against his hard abs made my nipples hard as they grazed against his skin. I remembered the taste of his mouth and how soft his lips felt. I remembered how he growled in desire to touch my waist and then allowed his hands to move down over my plump bottom. Then I remembered how he made me cum with his long fingers and then licked me afterward. He was a filthy alien. I was getting wet again just replaying it in my mind. I knew I should not be doing that. I should be ashamed that I allowed this alien that I hated to touch me. I should feel guilty; I told him that I would never let him touch me. Then the very moment that he even tried to seduce me, I opened up like a wanton slut. I was reeling over the incident; I never thought I could be so attracted to a creature that was not human. He was a damn Dragon shifter after all! It was absolutely insane, and yet I wanted more of him.
“What the hell is wrong with you, Maria?” I whispered to myself trying to get ahold of my thoughts. I couldn't allow myself to linger on that. Even though it was the hottest thing I had ever experienced, I had to focus on what was happening to me now. I was in very serious danger. I needed to keep focused. It was possible the commander would successfully escape and I needed to be ready to have him rescue me. I laughed. I was a real damsel in distress now, waiting for her hero alien to rescue her. How dumb was that?
The door opened, and the skinny Draqua that I had spit on walked in. He was alone, and that scared me.
“Human female, tell me where have you come from. Where on Earth did you come from?” he said as he moved to the food area and poured a colored liquid into a glass.
“I am not telling you anything,” I said in anger.
“You can tell me now, or you can tell me while you are tortured. You know what that is, don't you? They definitely have it on Earth. The humans are the most savage creatures of the galaxies.”
My eyes grew wide. I did not want to be tortured. I swallowed my pride. “I was on Earth in the desert in an area known as California. I was minding my own business when I was suddenly taken. Now I am here, taken once more by you.”
“Yes, I understand. Did the commander tell you why he took you from Earth? Why he went galaxies from his own planet to Earth to take one simple human female?”
“Well, I am not simple. I am anything but that,” I said knowing that I should not be sassy, but I could not help it. “But yes, he mentioned that I was to be his mate.”
“And that is what you want?”
“No, it is not. But I have no choice in the matter it seems.”
“Have you mated with him already?”
I gasped. “No, I have not! How dare you say such a thing about me. I have only just been taken from my own planet. I told him not to touch me. I plan on speaking to his superiors on his planet and asking them to return me to Earth.”
He laughed at me. “I can see that you are not familiar with the ways of the Draqua. You will not be returned. You are one of thousands of human females that are taken from Earth for the sole purpose of mating. You have no choice in the matter.”
“We will see about that.”
“Here, drink this.” He handed the colored liquid to me.
“What is that?”
“Hiwa. It is a strong drink. I believe on Earth you call it wine or liquor.”
“No, thank you,” I said knowing that I had quite enough when I left Earth, and I was still dehydrated from partying with Claudia. Oh, poor Claudia; she would probably have been up by now searching for me. There would probably be a large search party, and I would be all over the news. But I couldn't think about that now. I would deal with that when I got back to Earth, if I ever got back to Earth.
“Suit yourself, but I thought that it would make this less painful,” he said as he drank the colorful drink himself. I began to panic. What was he talking about that was going to be painful.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
He walked over to a drawer and opened it. He pulled out a shot. There was a very long needle attached to it.
“Don't you dare stick that in me.”
“I have to. It is part of the protocol,” he said. I backed away against the wall as far as I could, trying to inch toward the door.
“It is better if you don't struggle. The needle could break off in your arm; then where would we be?”
“What is it? What the hell is in that thing?”
But he didn't answer. He walked toward me. I didn't know what to do. There was no escape from this room, or the ship. If I struggled, it would break in my arm, and that would be worse. But what was it? Was it going to kill me? I did not know what it could be and my heart was racing.
“Are you going to hold still?”
I took a deep breath and nodded my head yes. There was no point in fighting; it would only be worse. I held still, and he pushed the needle into my upper arm. It stung like hell. It felt like a thousand wasps stinging me in one spot. I screamed loudly.
“Don't worry; the pain will only last for thirty seconds, and then you won't feel anything at all. Come,” he said as he grabbed my other arm and led me to the bench.
“Sit,” he said as he moved away from me back to the drawer to put the shot away. He was right; I was starting to feel the pain of the shot go away. But I was starting to feel everything go away. The feeling in my legs and arms begin to go numb. I could feel my senses going dull. I could barely hear sounds in the room, and my vision was becoming blurry.
“What? What did you do to me? What did you give me?” I whispered barely getting the words out.
“Do not worry. I do not have the authority to harm you; only my superiors can make that decision. But since we have you, we might as well learn more about you. We take every opportunity we have to learn more about the human females. You will make a great subject for our experiments,” he said.
His words brought a cold chill throughout my entire body. He said experiments. But I could not protest. I slumped back against the bench a
nd blacked out. It was the last thing that I remembered.
When I woke up, I felt cold cement against my body. It took a long time for feeling to come back to my legs and fingers and for me to process what was going on. I felt like I had been asleep for weeks. It took me a while to remember where I was and what happened. I opened my eyes and an inch in front of my face was black cement, or what felt like it. It was shiny and cold. My throat was dry and scratchy and my eyes were adjusting. I put my hands on the cement and realize that I was laying on my belly on the floor. I slowly pushed myself up and sat. I looked around. I could see bars all around me. I was in a cell in a very dark, cavernous room. I could see other cells around me that were empty. I tried to get to my feet, but I was still too weak. What the hell did they do to me? I wanted to cry, but I did not have the strength to get tears to come out of me. Then I heard shouting.
“Where is she? What did you do with Maria?” I recognized the voice. It was Cerik! I looked in the direction of the sound and saw him with two warriors on each of his arms. They were dragging him as he shouted at them. They threw him into a cell next to me. The warriors locked it and left.