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 Mission LV223-2: Revisit & Recover

Discussion in 'Roleplay Area Archive' started by Iniquity, Oct 28, 2018.

  1. Iniquity

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    To see the way he welcomed her felt like a whole new world to Zara; it was everything that had led up to that point, his love and emotions had clearly grown since his rebirth, and Zara noticed them intimately. A warm smile crossed her lips as she felt their child kick, the little being was already taking after his father. "He will never be harmed," She assured his words. His comment caused a slow smirk along her lips, "Every single one of them my love, their begging won't save them. They took you from me, even if you returned. They still caused... me to lose you for a time. Have I mentioned how happy I am that I did not lose you completely?" She beamed with love and adoration of him; that much was abundantly clear.

    Although Zara had noticed Jonah return, her gaze was focused on Nathan. "Well isn't that unfortunate for you, Nathan?" Her voice turned cold the moment she spoke to him. As she was led, the female stared curiously up at her lover before she felt him lean in and connect his lips to hers. Soft, tender sounds of approval escaped her lips as his kiss immediately deepened. Nathan's words were lost on Zara as the rest of the ship, and world, fell away with their kiss. He was the only thing that mattered to her in that moment. It was only when she noticed Nathan moving into her peripherals that she glanced over. Kal led her back to give them more room, which allowed Zara to focus entirely on what was happening.

    "Merging? What a shame for him," She purred softly, her lashes threatening to lower as she heard the alluring tone in her ear. "I wonder if we could force Jonah to merge with them too at some stage.. wound them all and force them to become... something interesting," The female allowed her thick lashes to flutter down as she felt the warm touch of a familiar pair of strong hands sweep over her body. It was as if the vivid screaming didn't even touch her. The cool touch of his armor didn't phase the female, not even when they began to find their way between her legs; she knew he would never hurt her, he had her ultimate trust and loyalty.

    The woman glanced back as she heard the wet popping sound, it was intriguing how he had become a warrior that seemed more durable and more efficient at killing. Just seeing the way his body changed before her eyes due to his new transformation caused a swell of warmth to spread throughout her body. A soft gasp escaped her lips as she felt his finger slip into her, the hint of pain from the wound remained but it was barely on her mind. Zara was his willing toy, a woman who sought to give him everything, to return all he'd given her. She wandered back slowly until she was backed up into his lap. The soft touch of his lips against her neck caused a tender groan to slip from her, he had become more affectionate, and it was showing.

    "Mm, volatile," She purred softly, her hips aligning over his before she found her slick, warm folds covering his hard flesh. Whenever she was so close to him, their bodies so close to being joined, she felt the happiest she'd ever been. She felt whole. His idea warmed her heart, and it certainly gave her a hint of bloodlust. They could take over, they could become stronger. "I like the sound of that," The female murmured as she rocked her hips slightly as her hands rested on his thighs, giving her enough support to rock her small slick folds along his large member. "I want to take over the space station first, that's where most of my teams were, where Weyland had back ups." Her voice trailed off as she watched the two merging before them, it was like the circle of life, the way they began to mutate into something larger. It seemed like just a ball of flesh, veins running along the sides as it began to gather resources from the body to start forming its new self.

    "We could make them all see just how deadly we are," She breathed softly back to her lover as her head eased back to brush her lips over his jaw, the warm soft flesh brushed along his for a moment before she pressed herself further back, allowing her teeth to nip at his earlobe before she eased back into his lap. "I do love to watch you tear them apart.." She wasn't as agile as she had been before, so she considered her options with how she could still service him considering her new bump. There was one way she could certainly think of.

    Gently, she rose onto her feet as she used his thighs as a base to press herself up with her hands. She turned on the balls of her feet to ease down between his legs, one knee at a time. Soft, delicate lips closed in around his tip as her hands drifted down to caress along the excessive flesh. Her touch was sensual; just enough pressure to coax a reaction, but light enough to be gentle. Her mouth slowly pressed further, her slick orifice eased him further into its depths, coating it in her warm saliva. Her tongue began to rub and caress all the flesh she could touch before forcing his flesh deeper, and into the tight confines of her throat that gripped and caressed along him as she eased it further down. Soft moans vibrated through her flesh to his as one hand brushed up to caress along his thigh, her nails raking into his skin as they had before, as if she couldn't get enough of him.

    Her head began to bob wildly, thrusting him in and out of the hot, slick confines of her throat as she worked a fast rhythm, eventually managing to press her lips against his abdomen in a slight kiss once she'd managed to squeeze all of him within her. As she continued to lavish her care over him, it was clear just how much it was arousing her. The soft hums of approval had turned into full on moans, her rhythm maintained swift out of desperate need to pleasure him, and herself. Her tight walls were coated abundantly in the slick, silver tinted lubricant that was starting to trickle out along her inner thighs.

    The female allowed herself to part from his slick, hard flesh to glance up toward him, "I want to watch you murder them all," She breathed softly against his flesh, awe in her gaze. There was something about how vicious he was that allured her, it had been that way since she'd met him. Without hesitation after she'd said her desires, she shoved him back down into her slick throat, immediately forcing a hot, wet grasp over his flesh before she began to mimic her previous actions. The hand on his thigh never left or released, it remained glued to him.
     
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    There was moment in Kel's existence when he would have thought nothing much of her dear confessions. Of course she was happy to see him again, they were allys, they belonged together, they were the same in some sense. But now he understood and aprpechiated the emotional layers of being incomplete without someone else. He listened and his features shifted in understanding when she talked about his passing and return as quite the journey of her heart, too. At least they were together now, by the many benefits of his biology. In the darkness of Null he'd supposed to be suspended, inanimate, unmoving, but he disctintly remembered being just this knot of frustrations of having died too soon, and a single aria crying out for another chance, waiting for it, and only seeing her. Kel let her see he was also elated to be back.

    Their kiss was delicious, because it was a celebration of his return, and their reuinion. The scene seemed fitting. The corpses robbed of their best parts, strew around with bullets littering their flat graves, their commander lodged into one of their comrades who was no longer herself. Kal indulged in the taste os Zara's mouth, speckled through with silver and heat that his own anatomy had infused. The sounds of dying Nathan became a sonnet for them, while a lullaby to the man who lost all his oxygen fighting to get free from a prison he'd made himself. In the end, Nathan would never be as intimate with his family as he became with Josephine. Pity they'd been inflicted with such strong blood. If they'd had Max's dose they would have been fine. Making stronger beings were always a gamble.

    Her texture was as lovely as he remembered, but with his exstended heart now, he could enjoy it more. He smiled at the idea, it was a subtle lift of lips, but it was there. He continued to pet her while he listened. "It should be possible to mix them up further. It would make them quite the hotbed for new things, even if the original architechts didn't intend for such breeding. I don't think the creature they'll become will be clean enough for further use, anyway. Might as well." Genetis needed to be pure, and a mismatch of so many pools would defeat that purpose. But he was curious to see what might happen, too. Her thinking of it impressed him.

    The sound she made when he tried her out with a finger, was more pleasing though. It had been unthinkable in the perceived void Nathan's bullet had sent him to, that he'd have all this again. His kind were used to such suspension, but Zara had taught him there was more than living for expansion, and he was happy to have learned it. Letting him kiss her neck when she was against him was a sign of trust. They relied enough on each other that the thought of lack of such was foreign. Zara was like him, was part him - why wouldn't they be completely safe with each other. Of course, kisses on the nape had deliberate sensual connotations too.

    She set more wishes while she painted his member with her slick, rocking willingly, which of course helped him be impossibly rigid for her. Demands while playing with their sensuous mood, she was becoming a very adept queen in her own right. Kel noticed that and liked it. A space station would be a perfect first brush with their world. A contained experiment for them, which they could initiate and finish. After all, what could be more dauthing to those that had contact with that space outpost, to hear the noise of the inhabitants fear, only to have the coms go completely silent. Ghosts in space, spreading their graveyard.

    Looking at the forming life infront of them, life's own theater, made for good pillow entertainment, with the floor as their bed. How could it not be, with the veins trying to accommodate the fluids of both bodies, and the flesh and skin melding to reconcile the difference in DNA of both human participants, as well as the alien component. It was a strange mixture, but the gene agent he'd included was very durable when it came to marrying traits. It was only now figuring it out with the pumping and writhing mass. It had Kel produce precum for her.

    He leaned into her teeth when the nipped at him, his hands touching her precious belly while she made herself comfortable against him. If she liked seeing him work with their bodyparts in combat, she would have plenty to look forward to. His cock twitched to slap against her at the thought. He would entertain her in that station, wallpaper it for her. It was a place of peace, really, many fractions coming to dock and refuel, and they would turn it into unhindered, blossoming war. Kel also wanted to test out his new body. And Zara would get to try herself too. She'd done her deal of battle as a woman. Now she'd find the commodity of doing it as the creature she'd become, with silver in her ruby blood and more strength in her fingers than she'd had in her rifle.

    He looked up at her with anticipation and a bit of a excited smirk when she moved to face him instead. There was something intrinsically intriguing with her heavy belly and her face lit up with want. Kel sighed with approval at her next thought when he saw it, and leaned back to be more accommodating, his limb standing proudly in his lip where she'd sat before. He followed her as she kneeled again, and swallowed when her lips closed around the darker bulb of the sensitive rod, already flavored with her. Her traveling hands were a compliment to his length, and despite thinking himself above such things, pride mingled with the physical rapture that her caress and tongue was spreading in him. All to the sound of the transforming pair in front of them. He groaned when she moaned, her hard, tight throat vibrating with her sounds, the cartilage rings shaking against him.

    It was mesmerizing to see her method, and he breathed darkly when her lips joined with his skin, around his base. It was impressive, and the sensation of being wholly devoured sent signals through his legs and stomach. Kal stroked her brunette hair and let his head drop back to groan at the ceiling with her increased pace. Being enveloped fully by her motion was delightful, and it was building something in him. The visual taunt of her dislodging him and encouraging his further bloodshed almost had him paint her face right then. But she took him in once more, eating diligently. His fingers dug into her scalp as he locked his half lidded eyes with hers. The still human looking eye on him was intently trained, while the lashes around the other suggested the same.

    "I will slaughter any race you want me to." he promised as spurts of silver reward occasionally founds their way down her throat. Kel eventually couldn't take it anymore, his mate working so hard to please. He needed to reciprocate and pulled her head by the hair without pulling her off, sitting up after how she'd pushed him, his other arm reaching over her to easily hook two fingers into her cunt on the other side, finger-fucking her there furiously while her mouth goaded him further. The sounds their love made rivaled that of Nathan and Josephine becoming. Soon Kel growled and gasped, his pleasure expanding in him, to let a thicker kind of silver release in her as his long fingers worked up her own sex.

    It would seem Jonah, in his new form, had been staring at them. It appreciated the view and alternated between Nathan and Josephine and Kel and Zara. Something happened in the spawn though, when Kel released. Perhaps out of jealousy, or maybe because of a misguided assumption that the male would be weaker from orgasm. The spawn hurried toward the still somewhat humanoid looking pair. Kel hadn't lost focus, and was quick to swing his arm just as the spawn meant to sink its teeth into him. The swipe sent the spawn to roll on the floor.

    It was furious, and opened its mouth to express that with a hiss form its throat, the teeth on its tongue eager to shoot out and find vengeance. The tail of the spawn, however, had laid over the other forming, meaty creature, and was being absorbed. The squeal from Jonah marked that the spawn had realized what was happening, but its clawing at the floor did nothing to keep it from being dragged into the meaty mass. Its cries, just like Nathan's, were also muffled in the mutating blob.

    Kel was unaffected by the fate of the three, and eventually kissed Zara on her forehead for her good efforts, and got up. He easily gathered her in his arms, taking note to carry her as comfortable as possible given her state. She might be swollen, but she was still minuscule compared to him. The plates stuck out again and soon covered him without hurting her. Their design were mostly smooth, anyway. He kept his face and head free as he made his way over to the console. Their trajectory was for the space station she'd mentioned, and they seemed to have some time to kill. He placed her sitting down on the control board.

    The addition of genetic material sped up the metamorphosis that had puttered and boiled, and the three-thing was starting to grow limbs, scales floating about on its surface. Kel grinned as he looked at it over her shoulder. "We should try to tame it." he said as it made a face finally, which was basically just a splitting of one end, that started to fracture into teeth on its edges. Kel kissed her sordid mouth deeply. "It's bound to be rather powerful."
     
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    Zara was in awe of Kal, the way he groaned, the way his body responded to her pleasurable assault. She was thriving as he took a hold of her hair, Zara had learned exactly the pace and pressure he'd enjoyed, and she mimicked it perfectly. What she hadn't expected was to be slightly interrupted as he shifted his position and soon waves of pleasure began to enter her body as his fingers slid inside of her slick core and began to pleasure her. The wet slapping sound filled the room, meanwhile Zara was whimpering with need. She could taste the silver that trickled down her throat, and she wanted more. Her relentless nature soon brought success as she heard Kal unable to hold back the pleasure anymore, filling her throat with the thick, delicious fluid. Zara suckled along his flesh, her tongue lapping and removing any trickles before she caught a glimpse of something moving toward them.

    Jonah was hurled away with a single hit, causing Zara to chuckle. "Foolish creature," She growled softly as she watched it struggle against the pull of the merging creature. It almost looked like a complete mess and hinted at being a waste of their time. Who knew what it was going to become, at least it was interesting. Zara was focused on the mutating form when she felt a warm brush of lips against her forehead, which led her to rise up onto her feet with his guidance and found herself being lifted into his arms. A soft chuckle escaped her as she gazed up toward him. "Is this what human DNA tells you? To be a gentleman?" There was a warm smile beneath the playful smirk that emerged; she was teasing him. She would be the first to admit she adored the way he held and cared for her. Zara wasn't used to feeling as if she should be taken care of.

    By the time he placed her down on the console, Zara was admiring the way his body had changed and how handy his scales were. She noticed his gaze and followed it when she heard his words, "Tame it?" She glanced back to Kal only to meet his lips as opposed to his gaze. A soft hum of pleasure escaped her as her tender tiers caressed along his before reluctantly pulling back. "Won't it naturally respond to us? After all, it has both of our DNA. If Jonah is prominent then we may have a problem," She whispered softly as she turned to watch the creature, the way it'd began to sprout limbs and scales made her snicker somewhat. No doubt it needed quite some extra time to finish forming.

    Zara glanced down to the panel before shifting her rear off of it and made her way to grab one of the seats close by. Once she'd wheeled in, and ignored the slick mark of silver she'd left on the surface, she began to tap away on the keyboard. "Mm, they were going straight to space station to refuel, this works well for us," The brunette purred softly as she quickly brought up another program, hacking into the ships stored data and swiftly began to drag several files into another program. Once she was done meddling with files, she touched them up to run smoothly as she played the clip, "This is ship 692. We are coming in to refuel, please prepare a bay at Mr Weyland's request." As she sent the message, she waited for a response. It didn't take long for the space station to confirm their booked refuel. Mr Weyland would most likely hear of their communication and would assume it was going fine, all Zara had to do was keep the ruse going on until they got the station. It also would include her using the emergency team's voices.

    For protection, the female began to dig into the onboard cameras to erase the past two days, and loop standard activities in case they were checked. As she glanced up from the screen, the female offered her lover a rather devious smirk, "We have a day until we get to the station, if we use the remaining power to push the engines to their limits." Part of her wanted to make sure their child was safe, but she wasn't big enough to give birth, yet. Even with her feeding, her belly hadn't grown much since the pressure they'd put her body under. "Maybe you can try and teach that bulk of flesh and DNA a few tricks before we land." The woman eyed him playfully before leaning back in the chair, one hand splayed over the swell of her belly.

    As they were talking, the being had sprouted several leg like limbs, seemingly covered in the same black plates as the bigger spawns had. It almost appeared like a spider, legs emerging from each side to support the largest part of the body that still seemed to be mutating despite the open mouth filled with jagged teeth. Zara snorted softly before getting up from her seat and easing herself toward her lover, her hands finding his chest as she gazed over him. "What we're making will be far stronger," She purred softly, glancing down at her belly that seemed to move ever so slightly, their son was starting to shift inside of her, giving a soft kick every now and again. "He's getting lively," There was almost a sense of surprise in her voice as she glanced back up at Kal, "I think he's going to fight out of there the moment I'm ready." As much as she wanted to deny it, having him scared the life out of her. It wasn't only the process of having him but having to provide for another life. To keep him safe. It was a scary step.

    Just as she was about to bring his hands to her belly, she heard an almost screeching like sound tear from the being. The female paused slightly, focusing on the creature. "How are we going to tame that?" She asked softly, clearly concerned with the way it was mutating and the noises it was producing. There were almost human like screams ebbing from the gaping maw, as if inside of it was the very depths of hell. "Do you think it will fetch?" She offered a playful chuckle as she gazed up toward Kal. Zara wanted to go into the bay and command it, but her concerns were on her child. She wouldn't be able to put her in a reckless position willingly until she knew he was safe.
     
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    Kal liked the way she responded to being fingered while sucking him. He took care to remember what depths and motions made her whimper the most. Primal as he was, sexual games were a part of his nature, and he took to it well. He was a creature, not a man, and since the congregation of flesh between men and women are a primitive things, he would excel. In the end, however, it was she who drew him out to seed pleasurably into her throat that he occupied. She cleaned him afterward, and he supposed that was a compliment, too. He licked his fingers after Jonah had been dealt with. The creature should have been grateful the blow had a flavor of her. Zara liked to tease but she liked when he was gentle with her. He understood the value of these things now. "It also tells me to rip you apart." His human DNA. He'd said it as a joke, darkly against her ear, as he carried her. Their jests would be more morbid from now on.

    She was lovely sitting on the console, and he took a break from the projected windows to attend to her. "There is a clear objective in the biological agent, but it gets thinned out. With three hosts the code would likely be too corrupted to be cohesive, even to something primal, and that's when personalities fill in the gap. But we should be able to tame it, since we're different enough from humans that we won't automatically register as prey." he explained, and in delivering the facts, some of the older, colder Kaldeio shone through. A few gestures in the images the computer created showed a preliminary guess on what the DNA might be like, multiplied thrice, and then corrupted ceaselessly. Obedience was a hard trait to pass on, and the architects usually made up for it with drugs or punishment after the creatures had been formed. "My original design is simple in nature, well protected, which is why I maintain a sense of self, but it also means I retain less of the genetic mutations even as I evolve. The strains I create, however, are more volatile." he nodded to the Three Creature as though its blend would make his point.

    The stayed quiet as she got herself down from where he'd put her. To some outside observed, it might have been comedic, the way the nude, pregnant woman went over the floor to fetch her own chair, wheel it over and sit down, all in strange silence. Kal did not understand absurdity to be funny, but he was happy with the situation, at least. He followed the means she used on the screen to get in. Zara was skilled, and having a few tricks like these would be useful for the mercenary she'd been, he supposed. It was always better to masquerade as a friend upon entry. That was why the makers of his own kind had made his exterior so pliable, so he could disguise himself with the enemy's skin. The responses she received were amicable enough for protocol phrases. He didn't know what had been entered from the outside into the ships log thus far, but the truth that Mr. Weyland hoped for would not be it, so the station had very little reason to suspect anything. Kel even assumed they'd be anxious to get in a vessel that meant so much for their highest paying costumer.

    He smiled in an agreeing manner to her suggestion. He came over to gaze at her hand as it cradled her belly, but then looked over at the nearing monster. He helped her up but kept his eyes on the other creature until she spoke about their son. Kel gave her a reassuring kiss ontop of her head. "He'll be made to fight." Kel agreed. "But I chose you because you're a fighter too, Zara." he said, looking for her gaze so she knew he meant it. Before, only the birth of his offspring would be important. Now, the manner of his son's entrance into life was paramount, since it involved Zara and her safety. He also seemed somewhat concerned with the other creature then she was, even if her quip about fetch was, well, fetching. He let go of her suddenly, to leave her where she was, which might seem a bit cold, when the human voice in the beastly sounds became more clear. He took some steps away from her, closer to the bay. The looks he threw back at her were a bit cautioning.

    "I don't suppose you have a weapons room close?" he asked. The creature suddenly burst in speed, and Zara would see her partner intercept it with his own body, helmet grown on his head again. The sharp ends of its sprouted front legs raised and came stabbing down. Kel was able to see the intention early, and twist in a way that they missed him, and grab them. He managed to push it back somewhat, which would be because of its surprise and not his superior strength. "Zara!" he called out. "This is dangerous. There must be a way to contain it." he insisted before yanking the legs downward, forcing the creature to hunch. With access to its snout, he managed to slam his fist into it, and the dull sound shook the room as the creature was pushed back.

    With the plates over its nose area dented, it didn't seem too deterred, and charged forward again, the human screech in the monstrous growl-song at a higher pitch now. Kel ducked the first leg again, but was only able to avoid an attack from its teeth by choosing a hit from the other leg instead. It threw him against a wall, and the crater it made from impact was show of how much superior the three creature's strength was to Kel's design. "Zara!" he yelled as he fell to the floor, planting his feet. At least he appeared unscathed. "We have to push it back!" He directed before before extending his arm with some authority as he barreled toward the creature again. The gesture awoke something in the monster, and its gargling noises became louder, its legs faltering which allowed Kal to come close enough for a tackle to its side. Their difference in size was momentarily nulled by his velocity and he was able to topple it, and leave cracks on its armor. "Hurry! Let's go!" he said, and turned to her shortly before moving to her, but tossing his head back to look at the creature which was finding its footing again.
     
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    The rather morbid words sent a tingle down the female's spine; he had no idea how much it aroused her. Kal being what he was lured her in, and his viciousness kept her wrapped around him. Of course she enjoyed his tender side, but she'd fallen for the beast inside of him. Or was it the other way around? Zara smiled at the very thought. As he informed her about the creature, she nodded slowly, "Then tame it we will," Her gaze frequently flicked back up toward him, never quite leaving him. What truly caught her attention was the way his demeanor changed to some degree, the cooler, harsher tone emerging. "So you were never made to change, not all that much anyway," Her voice was almost tender as she looked over him, he was indeed perfection to her; she couldn't imagine a world where he would need to change further.

    Zara was thankful to have a hand to rise up onto her feet. The swell of her belly was taking more to adjust to than she thought, especially as she'd almost doubled in size an hour or two ago. She noticed just how Kal focused on the creature that was forming, and she knew it wouldn't be for no reason. Everything he did had reason or purpose, one way or another. A warm smile curved over her lips as his met her forehead, causing her to ease into him. "You knew that before you even knew me, didn't you?" The way he confirmed his words with a gaze made the female feel superior, he'd desired for for that purpose. When he released her suddenly, the woman glanced toward the being with a clear expression of concern. As Kal neared the bay, Zara wanted to speak out but she saw his gaze, and she knew she had to let him handle it.

    "The only ones we had were on the soldiers," Zara glanced through the area, but it seemed everyone had kept their weapons on their person, the ship didn't seem to have a weapons room listed, that she knew of. The female watched in horror as the creature darted toward her lover, and just as he had with humans, he outsmarted it. The thought of losing him to this beast had her stomach in knots. "Containment, got it," She was already leaning over the desk to begin tapping into the blueprints of the ship. There had to be a strong enough locked down area they could trap it in. The medical bay wasn't one of them, it was barely airlocked. The brunette snapped her head up to see her lover being hurled against a wall, even though he landed well, she knew that the creature was gunning for him and clearly it was much stronger than she thought. "Fuck," She cursed softly before trying to find what they needed.

    When Kal came toward her, Zara took one last glance at the blueprints and gripped a hold of his hand before she tugged him into a run. "I didn't find a weapons room but I found a cargo unit, it's airlocked and fairly well secured compared to the rest of the ship. My guess is that this is a transport vehicle more than anything else," The female was pulling them along the corridors and down toward the cargo room, but her pace was lacking. The more she sprinted, the more the baby began to react, spinning and kicking against her innards. "Down here," the female huffed as she nodded toward the dark hallway. It didn't seem to be lit up like the others. There was only a dead end to the room, which may prove tricky. There were no side routes to take. "I wonder... The medical bay may have enough sedatives to keep it somewhat docile," She gazed up to Kal before taking a moment to stop rushing.

    The crashing above them hinted that it was close, there was only one stairway down. "We can also release the cargo lock when we land... it'll be unleashed onto them." A hint of a smirk played on her lips. "Keep it busy, I'm going to get the sedatives." The female leaned up to press her lips against his in a soft peck as her belly pressed into his abdomen before she tore off to do just as she'd said. Unfortunately, even though the beast seemed to be further back than the stairs, her footfalls caused it to switch directions. Zara broke into a sprint as her deep, slow breaths returned. The woman imagined it like training, she'd had to prove herself then and she would do so again.

    Zara had been on many ships just like the current one they were on, so she had no issue bolting through the correct passages. The screams almost caused her to stop when they shrieked toward her, thundering footfalls crashed down onto the metal surface of the floor as it boomed after her. Thankfully, she found a corpse Kal had left and swiftly snagged a rifle, after ripping it from the strap. When she neared the medical bay, the female tripped and fell onto her side. The curse that left her lips hinted she'd most likely bruised her hip before she was able to roll into the room and slam the butt of her gun into the switch for the door. It wouldn't last long, but it'd be enough time for her to get what she needed. After she'd seen it fight with Kal, there was no chance she was going to stand up to it.

    After rummaging in the cupboards, she found the sedatives she needed. Since they hadn't worked well on Kal, she could only hope for the best. Combining them with various other medications. Among them were intensely strong pain killers that often had some negative side effects, all Zara hoped for was that it would give the creature a buzz, enough to cause it to be deluded from the actual situation in front of it. The female found an empty bottle and began to empty out what she could into it as the creature screamed on the other side of the glass, already slamming itself into the wall. With each hit the glass began to crack, they grew rather quickly. Thankfully, she'd just finished the vial when it began to give way. The shatter echoed through the room and no doubt parts of the ship.

    "Oh you're a big boy aren't you?" Her voice didn't shake, nor did she. Zara knew she needed to feed it the vial, and there seemed to be only one way to do it. Let it get closer. The creature moved rather swiftly, advancing on her as if she was prey. The jaws seemed to remain open, giving her a glimpse into a maw that held far too many teeth for her liking. As it drew in, she gripped the vial, her other hand securely holding her rifle. At the last second, she hurled the vial and quickly snapped her gun into her other hand and fired several shots the maw so that it took a few moments that allowed her to slip past, dashing to the other exit. Even from that distance, she heard crunching of glass as it dealt with the vial, all she could hope was that it'd react the same.

    Zara's pulse was racing, and it was putting strain on her and the child as she dashed back the same route she'd run with Kal, but she was running thin, she needed energy. The female had been trying to ignore the screeching to focus on her route. The feeding she'd had earlier had sustained her child, but she was soon realizing how much it would take for them both as she began to slow, her body struggling to sprint the way she used to. The beast was able to catch up to her, Zara was only two corridors away when she felt a sarp, boney appendage lash on to smack into her legs, causing the female to sway to the side and slam into the wall. "KAL!" She called out, in that moment, the beast screamed, as if the mention of his name pissed it off. The being drew closer, slamming two spiny appendages at either of her sides as it's maw seemed to focus on her belly. "Not a chance," The female growled. Before she could shoot, the creature lunged and sank its teeth into her arm, causing a shrill cry of pain from her lips as she felt the teeth sink toward the bone. Zara fought with all she had, kicking at it's other legs and somehow managing to ease her other arm in to grab the gun as it tried to tug at her flesh. Somehow, it wasn't as lethal in that moment, maybe the human DNA inside of it was fighting the vicious attack on her. Either way, she continued to struggle to gain a grasp on the weapon.
     
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    Kal was not happy to learn she didn't know about a weapons room. This wasn't that kind of mission, so he suppose it shouldn't be surprising, but it would have helped a lot. The groups of soldiers were meant to be hidden, so it was understandable. Somehow he managed to keep the beast busy while Zara went through the blueprints. He followed when she lead, and made sure to keep his attention on the monster. It was a beautiful, dangerous thing, and if its genes hadn't been corrupted by so many participants in its mutation, it might have been a viable life form. His admiration of it lessened given the situation. They were both hardwired to pull forward with animosity toward an enemy. He was determined to win.

    She had good news as they escaped. Containment was a good second choice to superior firepower. He noticed her lessing pace and of course had the impulse to pick her up. The dark corridor gaping ahead of them gave him hope as he touched her back gingerly while she caught her breath. Her new plan, or her new part of a forming plan was good. He nodded as he thought about it. There were very few toxins that would be effective on something like that - even if they could put something together - but sedating it wouldn't be all too hard. The directives of the DNA was to make a strong and durable creature, but that didn't always entail making it chemically resistent. Since most of the biological material was human, an overdoze of medicines meant for humans should have a chance.

    He wasn't sure he agreed to her plan when they kissed, but she was already moving toward it. Kel's breath steadied to take on the monster. It would have been his job anyhow, and now at least Zara was safe for as long as he could entertain the three thing. His sinew drew impossibly taut to be ready, and his exoskelleton creaked as it fortified with extra durabillity. He saw the giant thing moving toward him and he rolled his shoulders to ready himself for war. The creature locked eyes with Kel, and the hormones meant to enhance Kel's reflexes and pain tolerance flooded his bloodstream. He tore off toward the menace and cocked his arm back, eager for impact. But before he was able to reach the beast both of them heard Zara's steps. Kel's own sprint rolled to a stop when he realized what the creature was thinking. Kel shook his head but the larger body was already in motion, coming after her.

    Josephine had been her mother's good girl. She had grown up with good grades. She had everyone's love in the little town she was from. Mostly, when the main income was agriculture, technology was scarce. It was for the cityfolk, and her family counted themselves fortunate for being rid of it. Their church and townsfolk encouraged a pure way of life, and she was of that belief too. What did she need all of that for, when she was going to marry her neighbour's son and take over the protein farm herself, one day? But the monster she was part of now didn't need the quiet and soft times of her heart. It needed to undo her mind so it could benefit off the chaos. It found the years when the corporations forced her family out of their living, and caused her parents to split. The anger that had made the obedient girl a rebel, and sent her to the city, after all, where she scrapped to make a living, and was then forced into violent work, soon picked up by Weyland and pressed under Nathan, who admittedly was a good leader.

    The monster used her anger and poured nonsensickal motivations on it, burnt it brighter so that she was desperate for release. That kind of fury could fuel its legs. It held on to her wrath, and hid away the balance she had struggled to find even in her adult life. Jonah and his insecurities and Nathan who was always being torn apart by moral dilemmas of a commander and family man followed also. They were a miasma of human flaws, of breaken hearts, and the monster's collective mind became their pyre. It was cathardic, it told them, and it was with this ferocity that it clawed at the door that Zara had closed in their faces. They were three, but they had become one storm of a lonely girl, an insecure husband, and a failing commander. And it was with these poisonous things that it tore the door down.

    They were primal together, so they still had the impulse to eat. All Zara offered was bullets and glass, both of which were of little concequence to the monster. The humans within recognized the bitter taste of the medicines, but thier knowledge could not converge in this cauldron of bad thoughts. The quickest way to rid of it was to swallow, so they did. It was strange that the flavor was more memorable than the bullets from the rifle. After turning around in the lacking space, it followed her. The creature used Jonah's innate hatred for the pregnant woman to motivate their hunt. The other two were also soldiers, so trying to catch up wasn't far from them, either.

    It was with dismay that the creature would have loved to eat that Kel heard Zara's voice call for him. He was worse of when she saw her, reaching for him just as she was felled. He gasped, worried for both his partner and the child, when the appendages came down toward her. Her struggle kept her alive but the creature was aiming to make it not so as soon as possible. Her vailliant tries for her weapon gave him time to catch up finally. The rounded edges of the corridor easilly allowed him to run on the walls given his speed, and he could drop onto the beast from above while it was trying to eat Zara. Kel pushed off from the cieling, and it sent him down like a cannonball, and landed him hard on the creature's fortified back. He could see the cracks in its shell around his armored soles when it arched back, away from Zara.

    Kel leaped from where he stood on it, to get his feet on the wall again, stomping off harder to tackle it from the side. The monster, who was already off-balance because of not having all its legs on the floor due to its arch, toppled off her. Kel sighed with some relief as he tumbled with the monster. While he was in peril, at least his partner was safe to get the gun.

    Inside the exoskeleton the three were starting to loose their anger. While their chaos become no clearer, it became sluggish. Its need to defend was still there, but with ever slowing reflexes and diminishing focus and strength, it was hard, even if all it had to do was squeeze the pest that was attacking them. Somehow it managed to roll a leg around the armored bug's leg, and fling him into the wall again.

    Kel gargled, silver dripping from the chin of his helmet. This time the indentation in the wall held on to him, his outstretched arms pinched into the crevice his impact had created. He coughed once, a spray of silver and red billowing out of the mouthguard of his helmet. With some disapproving sounds, he pulled his limbs free to fall down on his knees on the floor again. The monster turned toward Zara once more, and Kal stood up, unsteady. The helmet unlatched its jaw and let the lower part of his face free. "Hey!" he called, gravel voice the most human she would have ever heard it. "Here! Nathan, Josephine! Jonah! I did this to you. Aren't you going to fight me?"

    He coughed a few more times, wet ant thick, and bullets stared rolling off his blood red lips. Those had been the ones Nathan's and the other group had put in him before. The metal caps made a strange tune upon landing on the floor. He wiped his mouth, eyes sure to be furious underneath the visor of his helmet. His teeth mashed together as he readied himself for another round with the mixed creature.
     
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    Zara was fighting as hard as she could so that she didn't slip into the maw of the unknown, she needed to protect herself and her child and not just for their sake, for Kal's. The young woman was just in reach of her weapon when her lover rounded the corner, coming straight for the creature that sought to harm her. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as Kal landed atop the creature which in turn caused it to release her as it tried to analyze its new threat. The brunette watched them, her expression worried as she waited for her lover to emerge safe and sound. Zara observed how the creature seemed slower, it seemed the drugs may be starting to work. It was all she could hope for.

    The female dived onto her side and reached her left hand out to curl around the barrel of the gun before tugging it to her and promptly equipped it with her finger lingering over the trigger which was just in time for her to see her lover hurled into the wall, and she noticed how he didn't manage to bounce back as easily as he had before. There was a deep concern in her mind, but now she had to focus. There was no chance to stop and assess. they needed to deal with the creature as soon as possible.

    It seemed that the creature noticed she'd grabbed the gun and made its way toward her without hesitation. The female was distracted by her lover when she heard the way he collapsed onto the floor, it was a slight rumble through the steel they stood upon. When she glanced toward him the female noticed how he called out to the creature, the emotion and concern in his voice was more than she could have dreamed of. He was protecting her as she knew he would, and clearly his human side was still surprising her.

    The being took the bait, turning and hauling itself toward Kal who seemed to be coughing up the bullets he'd taken in. Upon seeing it, Zara seemed somewhat confused and concerned for him, wondering if his body was suffering. The female waited for the creature to be focused solely on the man before she checked the chamber and rose the gun to aim. Zara didn't hesitate to begin shooting, hitting the creature several times in one leg, only to move onto the next. The bullets flew in quick succession and only needed a brief tap on the trigger to react. Twisted human cries filled the air as the creature experienced the pain of the bullets lodging into it's legs. It didn't take long for it to turn and begin rushing to Zara at a much slower pace than before.

    The woman rolled onto her knees and rose up onto her feet, it was some effort considering the bump she was carrying compared to the speed she needed. Zara managed to race down the stairs that led toward the cargo bay, and the creature followed. The female turned to face the creature wit her gun raised, firing off several shots aimed at it's maw, chest and legs. She didn't stop shooting until it drew in close. Zara had been backing up to the cage that held the cargo boxes. When it lunged for her, Zara ducked to the side and dashed around the creature, giving a firm kick with her bare foot against the fleshy rear of the creature. It screamed as it stumbled forward, it's legs clearly struggling from the earlier assault. Zara opened fire, shooting it at least ten times all over its legs and the mass of its body before slamming the cage door shut. With a few beeps, a locking sound echoed through the air, and Zara finally took a breath.

    "Are you okay?" Zara uttered as she approached her lover, having seen the state he'd seemingly been in. "Does anything hurt? The bullets?" Her concern was clearly showing, she just hoped he was able to heal if he was injured. "Is there something I can do?" It was thanks to him that she hadn't experienced a beating from the creature, well, not more than she had already. It was only as she stood with her lover that she glanced down to see the crimson and silver liquid trickling out from the deep wounds along her arm, and the droplets that had spread over the floor as she'd moved. It seemed that they didn't give as much pain as she thought, but upon second glance she noticed that the wounds had been healing. Under the stress of the situation, her belly had grown larger and the movement inside was almost visible against her flesh. There was an ache inside of her to feed; it was almost desperate. Hopefully, she would be able to grab a few humans before their mutant took them all.
     
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    Kel had the confidence of a desperate man when the creature moved toward Zara. With the silver splattering his mouth and the red dripping down his chin, he might have looked formidable too. He trusted to adrenaline, all creatures had some kind of aid in these dire moments. Their difference in size was significant, and it spelled out what a physical skirmish might amount to, in the long run. His fists curled and his gnashed teeth showed. He was a warring creature, and this kind of thing was natural to him. He couldn't stop fighting until she was safe. But he found himself hoping it'd be enough, which was unusual. The mission usually ends with your life. Protecting Zara seemed to go beyond that.

    Nevertheless he still stood there, eager for another bout of unhinged blunt trauma, with himself ruining the walls of this vessel while keeping the three thing's attention. But the contained barks of her rifle marked a change in the tides. The beast did turn for that, like anyone would when pelted with pebbles. While the monster was moving slower, it was growing increasingly angry. Kel thought it might burn away the medicine they'd fed it, which put Zara in more danger. He followed when she lead it, and managed to catch one of its hind legs. At first it did nothing, he was just a rag doll hanging on, but then he managed to dig his claws into the floor while gripping the long limb, which helped her get away.

    With the opening of the cargo door he let go, and Zara was efficient with dealing with the rest. He stood there, watching, as his helmet completely retreated back into the plates of his neck. He was still riding high on the chemicals of war, but recognized the abuse had been significant. The echo of the latching mechanisms were comforting. He sighed as fatigue invaded him, but he stayed standing when Zara came back to him. His feet were planted and a few paces behind the mark of his claws were on the floor. He shook his head at her concern as he hunched and let another helping of silver and crimson roll off his lower teeth. "This is nothing." he assured her. He'd been jostled and shaken by the strength of the creature, but the makers wouldn't have let him be so weak. He'd mostly just been worried about his ability to protect her.

    The bullets had been a reason for his lowered battle readiness. They had accumulated in him. The system had evolved to fight species with a tradition of projectile weapons, and utilized the plates of his armor to slow down the advance of the foreign objects when they hit his body, and then a sophisticated map of fine muscles reflexively moved them to be gathered until they could safety be expelled. The goal was to keep the projectiles away from the vital organs as much as possible. Of course, higher calibers and velocities were still an issue. He imagined the now trapped three thing might have something similar, even if the bullets it had taken wouldn't matter too much. He extended his tongue and watched another metal cap roll off its tip. He put his arm around her, for intimacy, but also for support.

    "You already did well." he answered and then kissed her temple. The genesis of their boy was inflicting her with building too. She had faster healing than any human, but that effect was boosted absurdly while she was with child. He didn't worry about her. Sans the fight, he was doing better, too. What use would he have been if he couldn't take at least this much? He was made to be a warrior and killer even if he lost limbs. While this was exhausting, it wasn't by any means leathal. Kel listened to the complaints from the creature, and wondered if the softening of its cries behind the door was an affect of realizing its situation, or taking to the drugs.

    He put his hand on her stomach and smiled once he was able to catch his breath. She was an impressive creature, baiting the monster and trapping it even without an exoskelleton. She proved herself again and again. "Is he okay?" he asked and felt the reassuring activity thorugh her skin. A bone quaking chill came from the claws of the monster digging against the metal before it finally moaned in defeat and went to explore the rest of the cargo space, which should not be much. It was angry, but it had at least given up on trying to get out. It should be healing, too, and was very likely to be fit for fight whenever they landed at the station. Kel ran his hand over her tousled hair.

    He straightened up. A few plates clicked back into him, exposing skin, but the left chest scale and a few other stayed where they were. It looked a little odd, that he'd just be partially retracted from his armor. It was the deformed plates that had taken most damage, and needed to be straightened out before they could return into his body. Specialized muscles were tying to do the job. They were both in their own state of nudity. "You did well." he told her and kissed below her eye. Things hurt, but he was in no danger, and was glad Zara had been able to protect their child throughout the ordeal. He pulled her along by the hand, to watch a big window as they neared the metal structure of the great station. He smiled at the symbols of planets and companies on its starshields.

    He turned her toward the glass, putting her back to it, and kissed her deeply. As he did, the last of the scales were able to recede and leaving him completely bare. His mouth would taste of his blood and silver, some of the metallic notes enhanced due to his spitting bullets. The station got larger behind her as he held her up and joined their lips. She would be able to feel the rumble of the docking of their ship against the bridge. He smiled and looked at her as Weyland employees hurried to board. "I think we'll have some good times in place." he said and put her down. He needed food too. As a lifeform shot out into the nothing to populate it, he could stay dormant for long periods of time, but once he moved around this much, his hunger was as volatile as his actions.
     
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    The way the blood spilled from his lips concerned her, as did the bullets, but she knew from the information he'd given her why it was happening. A hint of a smile crossed her lips as his helmet began to retreat and revealed his face to her. Even though he seemed ragged, his words did offer her comfort. "If you say so, my love." The female offered a warm smile. The sooner they landed the better, she was feeling the hunger grow inside of her as she was sure it was doing in him. As he wrapped his arm around her, the brunette eased into his touch as she gazed up toward him. "Mm, proud of me?" The smile refused to leave her lips as she felt the warmth of his kiss against her temple. He was certainly more human, and she was delighting in it.

    Zara almost managed to ignore the creatures sounds, but she was concerned on what may happen if it were to feed on as many humans as it would have a chance to. The woman gazed at his hand over her belly and couldn't help the warmth that seemed to beam from her as he asked about their son. "He's fine, fantastic even... Maybe a little too lively." She chuckled softly as she heard a loud scratch, it sounded almost like metal groaning under a fierce blade. Thankfully, the fight in the monster seemed to be dulled. Zara watched Kel as his fingers brushed through her brunette strands, causing slight tingles to ripple through her scalp and down along her body. It amazed her how a simple touch of his could stir such a response.

    His affections were noted and adored, Zara would never have thought her mission would lead to this. She followed him willingly, entangling her fingers with his as he took her to stand before one of the large windows that revealed how close they were to feeding. Before she could get herself back to the console she felt Kel moving her backward, and her feet simply followed his lead. A soft moan vibrated from within her as his lips caressed over hers, causing her arms to drape around his neck as she deepened her kiss and embraced the taste of his blood. A soft, playful like squeal escaped her as he rose her up, her legs immediately curling around his waist as he held her. Unfortunately, their ship was already docking. A soft pout rippled over her lips as he placed her back down. "Mm, I'm definitely planning on it." Zara could almost see the hunger in his eyes, it was about time they both fed.

    The female offered a warm brush of her hand over his before making her way toward the console. She hit a code into the pad and the door to the cargo hold opened, unleashing their creature. A slow smile formed on her lips as she heard a familiar sound of wailing cries from the being before actual screams of horror tore from humans lips. "So, my love, shall we?" The brunette could feel their baby begging her for sustenance, and she was going to provide it. With another button, she opened the doors to the ship. "You go, I'll cover you." The female leaned down to grab the gun she'd discarded earlier and quickly gave a check of the ammo. It was fine for her aim, she'd be able to manage at least twenty kills out of the twenty-five bullets.

    The landing area was only filled with a few technicians and a team to ensure safety, who were already being hunted by their creation. Gunfire echoed in the large, grey space. The screams were music to her ears, especially as she made her way to the main door and peeked outside. Blood smeared over the metal flooring, sinking into every hole, every mark on the floor. The female rose her weapon and focused it on the furthest from the beast that was trying to aim their weapon right for it. One shot left the barrel and in seconds the back of the male's head exploded, covering the wall behind him. As the fight continued, several alarms began to ring and one of the three doors to the large space opened up with a mechanical groan, offering five new victims. They were head to toe in top grade gear with weapons that were a few notches better than what the team on board had.

    "I think it's time to give them hell," She murmured to whoever was listening.

    Zara had never been one for deceit, but in that moment she couldn't help it. The woman appeared human and so very pregnant, how could she not abuse that? Dropping the weapon, she raced toward the group with her hands up as she plastered a look of true fear over her features. "That creature! It killed my team," The men marched toward her, one seemed to break and offer his hand as she almost collided into him. She was panting, one hand holding her belly. "What the hell were you doing on a ship like this?" He murmured as the others in the group headed for the beast, guns raised while he glanced down along her, unable to resist the swell of her breasts and her almost glowing naked flesh. "I didn't know I was, I got on the ship and I found out on mission, please, kill that thing." The male sighed softly, rubbing his hand along her arm, "It's okay, we've got this. You need to get to safety. Through this door, first right. You can hide in there, I'll come get you when the threats are eliminated."

    Zara's expression changed as she gazed toward him. "How will you be sure all the threats are gone?" The male only had a moment to react before she gripped the knife from the sheath against his thigh and, with her new found speed, slashed his throat right open. The blood spilled over her, causing a sigh of relief. Her hunger would be sated for the moment. Before his body had hit the floor her nails began to sink into his armor and tore it off much like a rabid animal. Zara tore into the flesh of his stomach with ease, tearing out various organs and ripping into them as if they were merely bread. Blood smeared over her face as she continued to feast, only glancing up now and then to see if anyone had noticed her among the chaos.
     
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    He tried to soak up the time they had together before their new adventure started. The assessment of their son was encouraging. Human biology suggested more attachment to their offspring than other species. He was feeling it now. Perhaps that meant his son wouldn't be fully ready for battle once born, or it was simply a sentimental notion stuck in the genetics of the people he'd used to evolve. Either way, they were both anticipating their child. The other affection would have to wait, even though intimacy was closely related to the need he had for mayhem. It was better to take care of the fighting and feeding first. So suggested the nearing station. She opened the door as they wanted, but the people waiting did not like what they found. Weyland didn't pay enough for their lives, Kel was sure.

    The sounds of people meeting their fate away from home was enticing, and he was already feeling his muscles tense. As he looked at her and smiled while their air filled with the death cries of the docking crew, his suit shifted from its hiding place to cover him again. He was eager to try it on humans again. Zara was of the same mind. He didn't mind her plan when she meant to use her gun, and nodded quickly before darting off, trusting her to do what she could so he could gain ground. It would seem, as he followed in the footsteps of the Three Thing, that he didn't need much. Kel pretty much slunk by the walls as the the gargantuan being drew their fire and their horror.

    The air was becoming stagnant with the life of the men and women storming in. Kel found that with his colors, mostly black like space save for his lit up eyes in the helmet, he was non-consequential to them, while they had such a big foe to take care of. So he stayed off in a corner, half in shadow to see what they might do. They were distracted, horrified and engaged by the biologically chaotic and at the same time perfect thing that he and Zara had created. It did well in cutting through them, and had shaken most of the effect of the medicine. Their bullets didn't do much. Stations like these were well-staffed, but people were weary of giving too much firepower in an environment that lived and died on its hull's integrity.

    He crossed his arms when Zara had her taste at the local meat. It drew a low laugh when she played the part of a human. It was absurd that she'd find herself here, nude and heavily pregnant, but the man she talked to was blinded by his desire for heroism, and his desire for-- well. It cost him greatly, and Kel was allowed to witness as his partner had her fill. Do a hero's meat taste better than a mercenary's? He might find out off her lips, later. The violence and doubtlessly smarting attacks was sending the bigger creature into a frenzy, which made it even more efficient as a diversion. Kel found that his support wasn't needed and simply waited to be entertained among the screams and the screeching alarms.

    When he was about to start his own row of bodies, one of the now many soldiers turned her head toward him as she tried to duck away from a spray of her comrade's blood. Her brown eyes under her helmet stuck on him even in the fray of gore, and soon she'd put some distance between herself and the larger monster to tilt her head. Kel simply leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, waiting for what might happen next. It was laughable to see the emotions shift over her defined cheekbones and tightening lips. He sighed with excitement when her eyelids gaped open. She pointed at him with her rifle. "It's him! It has to be that guy that controls it!" She shot twice in his direction as though to poke him. Kel took the bullets in his shoulder without moving. It would have been better to duck, but he would much rather see what that kind of cavalier would do to his spectator.

    It seemed to completely confound the woman. She hesitated for a moment before shooting fervently in his direction, which at this point had drawn the notice of the rest of her group. The ones that weren't directly trying to fell the beast, which hadn't given an inch, tried to shoot Kel down as well. They were wrong in their assumption, the monster could only be aimed and then released, not like a more singular biology connected to him, but he supposed it didn't hinder their plans to protect themselves to assume he was steering the creature. Kel did not have the advantage of looking inconspicuous and alluring like Zara. He avoided most of the metal hail and found cover. They hoped he was the key to stopping the monster and converged on him.

    The container that shielded him was surrounded soon, but when they lead him to one of its corners, they wouldn't be able to find him. It had been a simple matter to climb the metal wall and get the advantage of highest point. Kel picked them off after that, and the monster that used to be three people took advantage of their divided focus. The girl who'd spotted him was the last on that team to live, and Kel easily pulled her up by her collar and slammed her hard onto the roof of the container. It broke her rifle and several plates on her vest. She coughed blood into his face when he squatted down to see her expression.

    "W-what's happening... I..." she tried. She was an industrious soldier, trying to win time with a last few words as she reached for her handgun by her thigh. Kel pretended that it worked and let his helmet fold back and down. She was surprised to see the many scars of the otherwise perfect skin, the glowing silver pit in one socket holding her attention so that she faltered in her plan to get her sidearm out. He blinked his human eye as she got her bearings back. "Who are you? What's all this?" she demanded and spit to the side to get her tongue clear from thick saliva and blood form her lungs. She reminded him of Zara, but she wasn't as formidable. Her genes smelled weak even if she'd somehow become passable as a warrior.

    "This is how the bugs feel under your feet back on earth." he explained. It horrified her when she heard his voice. Maybe she hadn't expected it to be so human. Kaldeio Silverman had good annunciation. His face dropped closer to hers and he didn't blink when the spray of her next cough splattered his scars with her life. She forgot her trigger but still held the gun up to his ribs, as though the blunt object itself would be enough to push him off. It wasn't. It was when he reached for her face with his clawed fingers that she remembered, and started sending the small ammo into his torso. His plate shattered but the bullets just stuck out of him without going in fully. She gave a beautiful scream before his hand closed around her mouth.
     
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    Zara wasn't oblivious to how strange it seemed to have her there, but humans were naturally inclined to help their kind, or so she'd witnessed with herself and other members of her team, even with Nathan. They seemed to have an innate need for it; just as men seemed to wish to be her hero. The moment she was smeared in blood was the very moment she'd lost that credibility. "Hang on in there sweetheart, mommy needs to feed." Instead of selecting a weapon Zara simply stepped over the corpse and offerings of her well known methods of killing. It was time she became what she truly was. The hunger didn't fade, not at all... in fact, it grew. She could feel the insatiable desire to feed until there were no organs left in the room. The very scent of humans was driving her into a ravenous rage.

    Unlike Kel, she didn't have plates to cover her skin, and her concern rested on their child. The hunger was too great to fight, so she gave in. The primal beast within her finally rose, and it definitely showed. The warm and loving look in her eyes misted over to a darkness that was unrelenting. Zara was swift, far faster than humans. The brunette used the energy she had to race around a group that had just entered. Her claw like nails slashed through their armor the moment she closed in on them, they collapsed with gunfire and screaming, a symphony of alluring noises as she began to tear into their flesh as they struggled to fight back. Her full and plump lips were smeared in blood, as was her chin. The female hadn't even noticed she'd been hit, silver and crimson trickling from the already healing wounds. She was unstoppable.

    The blood covered female rose onto her feet after her savage meal and gazed over the large space, seeing Kel above a woman. A slow, devious smirk crossed her lips as she observed him. What she hadn't expected was to be able to hear what they were saying as if they were beside her. That was her powerful warrior, it was a shame the woman wasn't stronger, or smarter. Maybe Zara had just been lucky... She remembered their first few interactions, and the very sound of what he was coming through Max's voice. Somehow, he'd spared her, in fact.. he'd gifted her this life. He'd seen something in her, and it warmed her heart. Kel wouldn't have had an issue in eliminating her, but she would've given him the fight of his life, that was for damn sure.

    The female made her way over to the pair, leaping up onto the container without much effort. Her bare, petite frame knelt beside her lovers, observing the woman. "If you would like to take... a creature for pleasure, please," The female hinted to the woman under his touch; she could see he appreciated her life form to some extent. "Just be sure that when I want you, you are mine alone," the arrogance and pride in her voice mirrored his as he'd once been. A soft laugh escaped her as she noticed the woman trying to shoot him from beneath. Within an instant she snapped her hand between them and gripped onto the human's wrist, with a firm jerk a snap echoed coupled with a visible display of pain. "Foolish," she spat softly.

    New armed groups were making their way in and immediately there was gunfire upon them. Zara winced slightly from the amount of bullets she had to begin healing from.. The shear stress caused a hint of pain in her belly, causing her to gasp as a hand swept down to cradle the life inside of her. As her gaze met Kel's, he'd see a glisten begin to form over her skin, it almost appeared like ice. It melded with her natural pale tone as it continued to harden, eventually causing the bullets to slam into the growing force around her as opposed to into her flesh. The female's eyes almost seemed illuminated as she gazed to her lover in utter confusion. "He's doing this," She whispered softly, her voice filled with awe. "He's going to be greater than both of us," There was a loving warmth to her gaze before she turned to the attackers. Their creature was doing well, thriving on dashing and devouring as many as it could, the bullets didn't even seem to be bothering it.

    Zara jumped down, landing firmly on both feet as she watched their creature finish off the last of that batch of warriors. It seemed this trial was more than she'd expected. The shield around her faded, as if it was only used for times of dire need. As her healing increased and tended to her brief wounds, the female began to make her way toward the corridor that the creature had stormed down. There were more to kill, way more. Alarms and sirens were ringing, no doubt there would be backup, but it would be far too late. It was the perfect place to hit.

    There was a side room that the creature hadn't noticed, so Zara gripped the handle and made her way in, only for someone to creep up behind her and pierce her neck with a syringe. In an instant she thrust forward and turned to land a firm kick into the male's chest, only to notice how weak she felt. As he collided into the wall opposite, the female collapsed to her knees in confusion. "I've got one, she may need another shot," The male called over his comms, his gaze never one leaving Zara. "Yeah, get the chambers ready." Zara growled lowly, she didn't know anything that could sedate Kel, but her makeup was different, she was far more human. They'd been counting on that. All she could hope for was that he wouldn't be put down so easily. Zara was barely holding herself up when another member of staff appeared, and another piercing ache filled her neck as her vision began to blur and darken. Soft, tender whimpers escaped her as she began to slip away, unable to fight the drugs.

    "Alright, get her into the ship, the next one will be along shortly." The second male, Lukas Bryant ordered to the first. The man gathered himself up and made his way into the room, gripping Zara under her knees and around her back as he lifted her. "God she's heavy," He growled before carrying the female down the hallway the monster had been down, but fortunately he had his partner right behind him and they had more syringes. The ship that had caused issues when Zara and Kel had first been captured had heard everything, the comms had remained on after the message. They'd sent Weyland a message and managed to secure themselves a deal if his team should fail. So far, it wasn't looking good.
     
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    Kel was happy to have her with him, her pretty face carrying all the traces of the slaughter she had entertained herself with. Despite his rising death toll, Kel hadn't fed yet. He was trying out his newer powers, but was feeling the effects of exhausting himself against the monster that had now found other bodies to hunt. He leaned over to Zara, and licked her lips gingerly, long tongue enveloping her lips and shaving what little gore she still had on. It was flavorful, as anything on her. The girl struggled underneath and he watched, fascinated, when Zara broke her wrist. He laughed with some fleeting sympathy, the way you might at a fluttering wing on a bird on you chopping block. Kel listened to her offer, and then considered the woman beneath him. He shrugged and turned her head in such a way that she stopped protesting against his oppressive palm.

    He rested his weight on the dead woman's face with is palm when Zara grew that protective layer. It was beautiful, elegant in its simple design. He himself covered his eyes reflexively with the forearm of his free hand. He heard the way the bullets hit that barrier their son had created on her. It made him proud, and he let her know with a smile, as though she'd made the child all by herself. It was strange how some would never have enough potential to even survive the change, while others thrived infinitely with the expanding gifts of mixed biology. Kel let his partner take off. She was a human at heart, and she wanted to explore the parts of her that weren't. He looked down and finally removed his hand from the female soldier's mouth. Her eyes were still bright despite having no life to fill them. Admittedly, he would like to have some fun with her cooling body, but he didn't think there was time for that. Without his helmet, he leaned down to open him mouth. Her askew, parted lips looked tasty.

    He felt something wrong just as his teeth scraped her cheek, and lifted his head to look around. The monster was drawing attention elsewhere, and Zara had followed. Kel narrowed his eyes and dropped down form the container. There were many weapons for him to choose from here, but he felt content with his current armament, and only slid his hand over his side, where some of the bullets were still lodged, and listened to them rain down on the floor. He strode quickly toward the mayhem of the screeching and howling beast, and the alarms and panic that followed. He had a harder time sensing Zara, and it worried him somewhat. Just as he passed a door that seemed somewhat thin, he heard the whir of a rather sizable engine. He turned just in time to catch one of the arms of the forklift coming through the wall.

    He put his teeth together and dug his clawed fingers into the metal beam trying to impale him as it drove him through the opposite wall it had come from. The impact hurt, how could it not, but Kel was still strong enough to keep the blunt but powerful tip of the metal from staking him. He looked at the driver, and recognized a bulkier armor than the last group on the Nakta. It seemed Weyland had the time to send another team of experts in. These were even more ready for him. This corporation was getting on Kel's nerves. Truly, the economy that drove humans became its own competent adversary for any race. Kel started turning himself away from the beam, and managed to get between the two arms just before the vehicle crashed into another wall in the new, larger room. It flung Kel hard into the surface, and he bounced off it and to the side.

    When he stood again the helmet was securely clasped on his face. The new adversary had jumped out of the seat of the truck, and come at him. Kel didn't see what object he was holding, since he was still groggy after the hit, and realized too late it was a black sledgehammer with a propulsion system moving its head. The motor had blue lights and launched the hammer quick and hard. Kel managed to get his arms up to block, but the power of the single-purpose tool still pushed through, landing a deafening blow to his jaw. Kel was tossed through the air again. This time, when he landed after so many twists, the mouth guard of his helmet was torn off, the fibers meant to be holding the organic armor together hanging in shreds around his jaw. The man who had wielded the hammed looked victorious for just a moment, but then realized his triumphant breaths tasted like blood. When he looked down saw that Kel had used the momentum of the involuntary flight to tear out his cribbage. The man collapsed just as Kel fell to the side, catching himself on the wall.

    Kel understood his state, and was still holding on the the piece of armor with human chest attached to it. He lifted it to his hungry mouth, he really needed the fuel, but wasn't able to have that bite until a bullet as long as his finger pierced his side. It knocked him against the wall and had him let go of the fresh meat. He growled with frustration as he used the wall to stand up again. He pulled the damn near spear-like projectile out of his side, from the ruined plate, and threw the metal on the floor. The next dozen didn't wait, and had him pinned against that wall, arms crossed over his face to keep him alive while they lodged the ammunition into his chest. There were at least five equally ready mercenaries in the large room now. He eventually rolled out of the fire and behind a few shelves. They didn't protect him but moving along them made it easier to hide.

    "Come out you fucking freak!" one of them called and released another healthy helping into the area where he wasn't any longer. Kel was trusting to adrenaline again, and sneaking around them from the side. They should have known better. Perhaps they were used to their well-funded weapons to do the most of the work for them. They did spread out eventually, and he could easily dart by an isle to tear up the throat of a lonely soldier. He didn't make a sound when he did. The others fretted though, and quickly sought out where he'd been killed, barely giving Kel time to hide again. It would seem they monitored each other's vitals thought their gear. Kel was becoming irritated with them, and recklessly stalked them through this maze of shelves. He was about to rip the head off the last one when a new unit bled in from the door.

    "Better let him go, daddy." one of them said as they held up a screen. Kel recognized Zara held in a pod, a big needle on a mechanic arm directed at her stomach. He swallowed in frustration but let the man fall to the ground. Their next shot was quiet, which meant the pain he felt in his face was probably a delivery of drugs rather than a bullet. He soon felt drowsy. They gave him a few more shots before everything turned black.

    The two were kept close to each other, the pair would fetch a grand reward from Mr. Weyland after all, and the creature was finally subdued in its own cargo hold again.
     
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    Zara had no knowledge of what was happening, she was in a deep slumber that her body refused to wake up from, despite the operation taking place. Their child was removed from her with several incisions; they'd lost something they'd loved in a matter of thirty minutes. Their slumber continued for many years. Little did they know, their son was taken from the ship the moment he'd been stabilized after having been born. Apparently, Weyland had two destinations in mind; the child would go to him and the parents would remain in one of his facilities on a choice of several planets. The team had decided to pick the furthest planet from Earth, and it seemed to have been a good choice when they arrived and the team was all too prepared for the worst case scenario. The creature was confined to one of the large containment cells in the lower levels of the facility. Zara and Kel, on the other hand, had been kept on the top floor that was overlooking the white landscape. Snow fell from the sky, covering the planet in the fierce icy chill.

    Eighteen years had passed since they'd been captured, but it had felt like a mere moment when Zara began to wake. A loud groan escaped her soft lips as she began to stir. There was no pain anywhere in her body, but she immediately noticed the lack of warmth within her. The female's gaze assessed the situation and she noticed she'd been shut away in a pod... there was no wonder that she'd been kept asleep for so long. As she continued to grow furious, the female managed to beat the pod until the door began to rise, releasing her from the cushioned cage. The room she woke up in was fairly bright; all she could see was white walls and fluorescent lights along the very top of the walls where they met the ceiling. It was only as she approached one wall, the same that held an airlock door, that the walls began to shimmer as they became transparent. A woman stood before the cell dressed in a fully functioning suit that was padded out with various shields for protection.

    "Good, you woke up. Now Zara, how are you feeling?" Somehow, she could hear the woman as clear as if she was in the same room. There was no realistic description of her rage; it was unhindered, uncontrolled. "Where is my family?" The naked, volatile woman snapped as her gaze landed on the blondes. The female sighed softly, tapping her pen against her clipboard. "Your lover is on the other side of this floor, they are still busy testing him. Your son has never been here. I'm curious, do you feel empty without him?" The very moment she'd asked the question Zara charged into the glass, her body absorbed the impact as she repeatedly tried to break free just to show that bitch exactly what she could do, but to no avail.

    "Please, continue. It'll make our job easier. You see, we're interested in how you managed to carry such a child, you were human before and now... you're something else entirely. You even managed to procreate, and a rather strong offspring if I say so myself. As you can imagine, this information is valuable to us. You can give us what we need or we'll take it." The woman looked expectantly to Zara, as if she may just break. "You took my son. Do you think I'd give you anything?" A slow, merciless smile began to form over her lips, "I will tell you something, though." The scientist stepped closer to the glass, interested in Zara's words. "I was a trained soldier, you know this already though, correct? You've read my file. Take another look... And pay attention to my confirmed kills. I was a damn good shot before I became more. Do you think for a second that you will be able to escape me once I get free?" The scientist laughed straight at the glass, right into Zara's face. "What makes you think you'll be escaping? We've taken our time to transform our facility... just for you and your lover. Nobody is escaping, nobody is getting the upper hand but us.."

    The scientist watched as Zara seethed. "It's time for your first test, Zara. If you don't come willingly, we will force you." The brunette remained silent, observing as a team formed on the other side of the window. They were equipped well enough to be Weyland's forces, and clearly, they were prepared for her. Before the team even entered the room a mixture of chemicals was steamed into her room, causing her to wobble as she tried to stand up straight. It was only then that the team rushed in, shackling her wrists and ankles with swift movements before hurling her up into their grasp and moving her around the blindingly light facility until they spotted the room they needed. Of course, the scientist followed behind and observed as the group dropped Zara onto a bed that had several vices for her ankles and wrists. They didn't bother to remove her shackles on her wrists, but they did remove the ones connecting her ankles in order to pin them into the tight grips on the edge of the bed.

    The team left the female on the bed in the pristine room. Zara tried her best to focus on the layout of the room until she noticed there was a door connecting somewhere else. Her blood began to run cold. "We're interested if your lover is the only one you can breed with, Zara. Of course, we've had you here for eighteen years... We've checked your blood many times over. We know what you're capable of, and we're willing to sacrifice whatever it takes to find out just how you tick." Clearly, she knew about how their infecting worked... But Zara was in shock. Eighteen years. No wonder her scar was healed, her body looked in perfect condition. Where was their son? Was he okay? It was all she could think about.

    The other door in the far end of the room eased open with a slight groan. A large soldier made his way in; he was no Kel, but he was clearly a strong man. Unfortunately for Zara, he held a few syringes in a small pack, all the easier to keep her subdued with. "No!" The female growled lowly, trying to kick at the grips that held her legs apart. What she hadn't realized was that there was a camera in the room, and the feed was already live and being transmitted to her lover across the facility. Their experiment would hit three bases at once; how would the human get infected, would it be quick? Would he survive? Would she fall pregnant from him? And how would her lover react? Could it be possible that an alien form would feel rage and feel the need to protect his lover? The scientist smirked to herself, it wasn't as if he could escape.

    The male approached Zara, observing her supple figure. It didn't take long for him to grow hard as he began to squeeze her breasts, his spare hand slipping between her legs to force his fingers inside of her which caused cries of pain to slip from her lips as she tried to fight against him. "How odd, she's tight. Must have been the eighteen years without any," the male snorted cruelly as he withdrew his fingers from inside of her. Next, he drew a set of drawers close by and opened up his small case. Drawing out a syringe, he elbowed her legs open before forcing the needle into her inner thigh. The only thing she was thankful for at that moment was that it seemed to numb her, almost causing her to fall limp. The male turned to look directly into the camera, "I wonder, did she like it fast or slow? At least that kid didn't tear through this lovely peach," As if to punctuate his words, the male shoved several fingers into her, tugging her tender flesh open before giving her sensitive mound a firm smack. "Enjoy the show, you freak."
     
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    Kelvin Weyland looked at his ID. It was a piece of metal, the size of most playing cards, and it caught stars from the lighting overhead, gleaming with its polished finish around his imprinted image. He blinked and caressed a corner with an elegant thumb. Eighteen. Not that age mattered much in his position. He was worth more than kings to their countries. He owned planets. He could make war on fields that other boys his age only lived through manufactured games. He could drink if he wanted, he could do anything, really. But this meant he was biologically a man, at least - the age when he ought to make something out of himself. It made the handsome lad smile bitterly. He looked around at the office. People were striding, controlled but hurrying to keep the company up and running. He had put them to work so that he wouldn't have to. The crew was maintenance so that he was free to expand. Business was just like war, and he was equipped, or rather, lacked what others were afflicted with to prevent them from making the wrong choice. His moves were cold and effective, and he consumed other companies.

    It had started on his second month of birth. He understood the symmetry of his nursery, and solved the problems laid out for an infant easily. Peter, who would like the title of Father, had always believed in him the way a coach does. That man liked to give orders, and had done so about the child's aggressive education. Kelvin was encouraged to grow, and had the world at his disposal. Peter got excited about his adolescent obsession with violence, and nurtured it. But like any boy with hormonal rivers in his veins, Kelvin rebelled. He did have an interest in war and it's effects, but started looking at population control in a more overreaching scope. They started consulting him on some of the economical dilemmas of Weyland Ind. He asserted the benefits of each laid out choice and made his own. Weyland eventually gifted the boy with his own branch. Vin Inc. Some say it was so that boy wouldn't overshadow the father. Vin didn't really care. He was amused with amassing wealth for a while, but his strive for things to fill up this hole was becoming acute. And here he was, twirling the proof that he'd come of age without really knowing himself.

    He stood up and looked through a giant, bulletproof window at the sky. There was a ghost of himself in the reflection. Bright afternoon. He wore a blue suit, because his father liked gray. His hair was black and his eyes were so blue they were fading into silver. Sometimes, in the mornings, he could see mercury worms slither alone the whites. He'd ascertained that he had different biology than the rest of humanity, and that his father was deeply invested into that kind of research. It helped him alienate himself from the man, knowing that. Still, a looming shadow of a non-blood-father is something that is not entirely easy to escape. He hated Peter, and that is still more than nothing - everything that is more than nothing takes energy to get rid of. And then what was there? He'd part from the most powerful company in the world, and be without his only connection to his origin. The scientists wouldn't talk, and the technology he needed wouldn't be available. Mostly, he spent his night hunting. All this violence in him, like he was made from an animal. His cold decisions came from somewhere too, he knew. He looked at the sky between clouds of pollution, and wondered where in the universe Peter had hidden the answers.

    Kel was in that direction, as far as man could go. The sleep they induced was swimming in him. In the beginning they'd not known how much he needed to stay down, and they saturated him with the formula. They kept an eye on the evolution of his blood, which was always trying to change in a way to avoid the sedatives. The budget for keeping the alien down was staggering, but well worth it. Throughout the years, he'd moved his hand a few times. He didn't know, of course. He didn't know anything. The dreams he had were becoming increasingly worrisome, since he'd figured out what they were, long ago. Not that he had full access to his mind, not with all the cocktails they fed him through tubes in his arms and neck. He had enough self in those dreams to realize he was suffering, intellectually and individually, but not enough to break himself out of it, or to see what was happening on the outside. Even that much he couldn't hold on to, through his adventures in his subconscious. It was a torture no one intended for him, and that unfortunate happenstance might have been the sole genius move of their entire operation. It was teaching the formerly cold being about the value of emotions, since he was always living the echoes of them now.

    Kel was brought to life too, but he was still mostly held down by powerful alloy bands, with plenty of sleep still in his system. His eyes opened. The wound courtesy of Nathan had shrunken and hardened on his face, now only a sun around that eye, which was still a ball of silver. He looked tired even if the rest of his nude body was in good shape. They wouldn't have let their specimen waste away. How many times had they measured his cock just for the hilarity of it. There had been perversion there, when he'd slept. It had given him particularly hectic dreams. Zara was there, but her expression was wrong. She was beautiful, as he remembered, but her skin, though smooth, looked too soft. It was't taut like a soldier's. This person had been recently born. She was made for a purpose. Still, it was pleasant to look at his love as she pressed her slightly off-colored nipples against the glass. When he tried to move there was a large flood of sleep rushing into his veins and he almost slipped back into his coma. The impostor reached for her cunt and kissed the glass to leave a sticky print.

    He looked on as she put two fingers into herself and fogged up the clear barrier. By the glow in her eyes he could tell she was seeing graphs and information from her side. He tried to pull at the restraints again, and this time he was allowed to test the pressure a bit before the lulling came back. Whoever was doing this wanted him to interact with this clone, so he decided to play along. It wasn't difficult to relax, and enjoy the show, which eventually earned the performer a salut. He wondered if his own Zara would have minded. Their last words had been about how carefree she was about these things. The people in charge weren't about to sacrifice this woman, though, mostly because it would mean having to give him his freedom back in parts. Kel rolled a shoulder where they'd mounted him standing. If he forgot about the things they had wrong, it could easily be Zara, especially through the fog they'd treated him to. But he'd had his fill of fake realities during his sleep. He needed to do something about this one. Would they slip up in their eager to examine him? All he could do was play their game.

    "Do you like her, Subject Kel?" Zara's voice asked through speakers he couldn't see. He tilted his head. They were giving him more consciousness to answer with. His eyelids expanded their flare. "Your heartrate suggests it. Apart from... the obvious physical reactions." Cheeky for a labcoat, but not Zara.

    "Can I invite her?" he asked and his throat felt strange. Zara laughed, and within that series of sounds the voice changed. The real woman, then. She was well enunciated, and low in tone. Zara's copy straightened up after a climax, panting against the glass, forehead pressed to it for a while. And then men came to supply her with clothes. A simple gown, and then a white robe with a card on it. Janice Shaw. She corrected glasses with the hand that was still wet from her juices.

    "You can, but we have other things to deal with first." she said. How impossibly perverse that this woman had put herself into a clone of his partner. This kind of obsession he could use. Janice must be someone of importance to utilize such tech indulgently. Kel was finding that his thoughts were cleaner. He assumed Janice was about to slip up. "Look at the screen, Silverman." she said. There was a valved square suddenly, over her head, a projection in the glass, and Kel lost his composure when her saw what was happening on the screen. "We have noticed a hidden agent in your blood. It is produced by the combination of several other things, but we couldn't trigger it in your sleep. It seemed you have a way to evolve when stressed. We only saw remnants of it when we first caught you, and have traced it to your fight and flight response." she said as the brute between the real Zara's legs had his little speech. Kel huffed and put his teeth hard together, pulling at his arm as though he could come to Zara through the picture feed. He coughed with frustration as his anger burned their sleep away.

    Mat had gotten into this line of work because he had an affinity for bullying. It had started early and because of his seize he'd always had an easy time doing it. Eventually, after clashing with some higher ups in the military, he ended up in the private sector, which suited him much better. They weren't so restrained, and the people who took care of his employment realized early what kind of work he was best suited for. He'd been treated to all kinds of questionable missions. They pitted him against strong adversaries and he was usually able to come out ontop. He'd not hesitated to step forward when asked to do this, and already had plans as to what to do with her. Pretty thing like Zara Dawson who the world had forgotten about, she was basically there just for him, and her snatch was ready, judging by the tightness. She'd been a soldier they said, and he didn't mind fucking one of his own. He tried a third finger in her and then looked at the camera drone flying about the room. It excited him to know he was doing this with the full backing of Weyland Industries.

    He didn't really know what he was up against, but he thought he could best any man in the size apartment. Matthew stood tall, looking down at her as he produced a limb that was impressive for a man - he couldn't dream of that the limb was dwarfed by the thing that had made Zara what she now was. He jerked himself to complete fullness. Matthew was of a hairier design than the otherwise clean Kel. He treated himself to grab one of her very available tits and sighed with satisfaction as he squeezed. He backhanded her if she had any objections. "You wanna know what real human cock feels like, Dawson?" asked with a grin, hair on his head as short as the stubble on his chin as he looked down at the provided toy for him. "Lets see if I can make you feel better than that freak you've been hanging out with."

    Kel was fixated on the screens that presented him the event. He knew he shouldn't struggle, even if his adrenaline was able to undo the chemicals in his blood. Instead he reached out with his senses, and found the Three. That creature had been endlessly tested, since it didn't have as much value to the company. It had lived its own life during their slumber. The original three were probably long since used to their new existence. The creature started acting up, and attacking its confinement. A few assistants gathered around Janice, and she showed a bewildered face when she was told about the creature. They had been sloppy about its cell since they thought they knew its strength by now, but its new surge, brought on by Kel's connection to it, had boosted its abilities. Kel smiled at the face that had painstakingly been made to look like his love.

    Mat obviously had every intention of sampling this exotic woman, having crawled up to where her legs were parted and unlatched one of her legs for his own leverage, when the facility shook. Zara's clone looked at Kel, who smiled back at her as the roaring vibrated the fortified walls. His most silver eye was distant, and seeing through the Three Creature's senses. He grinned at the screens just as the monster broke through in the background.
     
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    Although Zara was strong, and she was beginning to learn how to use her new abilities, she was by no means well versed as Kel was. The woman had the knowledge, but the human side of her that remained very prominent prevented her from reacting as swiftly and as powerfully as her lover could. It took time and effort on her part to adjust her reactions from human to inhuman. The very actions of the humans in the facility made Zara all too aware of how much she despised them, how she'd never fit in with them. Before Kel, she'd felt isolated and alone, as if she would never fit in anywhere. Even with a job that took her to different planets, Zara couldn't escape that truth. He had been her saving grace, and she would never let go of it, or him. No matter what they had to get through, they could handle it. Zara was a soldier, as was he. They shared an innate bond with one another that could not be broken.

    Thankfully Zara embraced the cold, detached emotion that her change had gifted her the moment she saw the guard begin to stroke himself to full growth. Anything other than her lover was repulsive, in her mind. Kel had swiftly become her pure temptation in almost every way; even from the first moment she'd seen him... there was power coming off of him in waves; this man was nothing like her lover and not nearly an ounce of his threat. As he reached forward and gripped one of her soft, ample mounds the female growled softly; an animalistic noise that was eerily accurate to that of a wild animal. Zara saw his hand coming for her face before he'd even swung into the hit; she was well versed in humans and their need to cause pain, backhanding a woman during rape was one of the things she'd witnessed. It had been a joy to fire a .55 cal into the rapist's head after the event, for Mat it would be far less swift.

    The mixed colour liquid pooled in her mouth for a moment before she spat it directly at his face, and she'd managed to splatter some over his eyes. The female narrowed her gaze to see the silver worms wriggling along his eyes as he fumbled around trying to wipe the crimson and silver liquid from his face. Zara genuinely found it incredibly amusing. Surely the scientists wanted him to be infected, why else would he be sent in with no protection? Once he recovered from her attack, he lunged toward her. The seemingly human woman snickered softly, "So that's how small human cocks are? Well, precious, you're not even going to reach my g-spot." The comment earned her a choking as opposed to another hit, fortunately for Zara, the tight grip around her throat only left brief bruising and she was able to slow her heart to accommodate the abuse. "You'll never make me feel anything. Just wait, maybe my lover will show you exactly what a real cock looks like." Zara just didn't learn.

    Zara had been focusing on the drugs in her system, and Mat seemed to have forgotten about them entirely. He'd brought in plenty syringes to take down several elephants, yet he seemed far too focused to make her suffer for taunting him. As he untied one of her legs and eased it upward by pressing along her thigh, the female was preparing her attack. If he thought she'd allow him to defile her body, he had another thing coming. Thankfully, before he could take what he desired, panic seemed to consume the facility in a loud crash of glass and screams. Zara took the moment to use Mat's surprise against him and she delivered a firm kick to his erect flesh that bent backwards and caused an agony filled scream. Zara fought against her bindings, and thanks to her body already breaking down the sedatives, she was able to break free before Mat recovered.

    The petite warrior hurled her body from the bed, immediately wobbling on her feet that hadn't been used for so long. The sedatives were still in her system, which caused her vision to blur ever so slightly. While Mat was crying out in pain on his knees beside the bed, Zara lunged forward and grabbed his card key before dashing to the door and letting herself out. Once she was on the other side, Zara scanned along the pristine, white glistening hallways that were lit far too much for her liking; it was almost blinding. The brunette was drawn to the landscape that was open to any who worked in the facility, the large glass windows displayed the planet in crystal clear view. "Where the fuck are we," She whispered softly, noticing the fierce snow infused winds that tore over the planet. This was not one she knew.

    It wasn't hard for Zara to cross the entire floor; she was gaining her abilities back by every passing second. Guards were easily heard before she met them, thanks to the design of the layout and her enhanced senses, their heavy military grade boots almost sounded like small bursts of thunder. Zara slithered in their direction, following their lead until she noticed a mass of shattered glass and red lasers pointed toward a figure. Kel. Her heart immediately jumped in her chest as she observed the three begin to tear into the guards around them in a flash of boney limb like spikes. Zara took her moment and dashed as fast as she could between the onslaught occurring between the three and the guards. Zara narrowly missed a shot aimed for her torso, but thankfully the three was having fun slamming humans down with it's long, piercing spines before devouring them and causing a great deal of fear in the remaining humans.

    As Zara reached her lover, she noticed a woman who appeared... almost exactly like her. The woman was facing her lover, frantically trying to pump as many drugs as she could into him. Thankfully for Zara, she could see what the woman was doing from the reflective surface of the wall right in front of her.

    "Just when you think humans can't steep any lower," In an instant, Zara was behind the woman as she curled her fingers around her throat, her spare hand shot up to grab the syringe she'd prepared for Kel and caused her to drop it as a quick, fierce clamp caused the bones in her wrist to shatter. "Hi, lover, replacing me already?" A wicked smile curved along her lips as she finally spun the doctor around to face her and take in the work they'd done to replicate her. "Well isn't this insulting," Zara shoved the woman back, her fingers from the woman's throat took hold of her upper arm as she wailed in pain and tried to cradle her broken wrist. "I suggest you set him free, right now. Or I'll give you an experience of what it was like to fuck that beautiful big cock for the first time. It was no easy feat, and clearly, I'm trained for pain... You can barely contain yourself from a broken wrist." A dark laugh escaped her lips as the woman began to release Kel.

    Sneakily, the doctor had tried to hit a small button beside the restraints, a panic button. It caused her to be hurled across the room and into the opposite wall as Zara gave a dissatisfied huff. The female set her gaze on her lover, and the warmth came back into her otherwise icy blue hues as she started to release him. There was a large scar along her stomach, for some reason it hadn't healed, but it was the only difference he'd notice in his female. "You okay, my love?" Zara leaned in toward him, rising up onto her toes as her lips pressed lovingly to his own. The whines in the corner of the room caused the brunette to glance over to the doctor. The gunfire had died down, not that Zara had been afraid. She and Kel both had abilities to heal from such things if they were even hit.

    "I think you need to show her exactly what it's like to be me, I fear the poor little human will die from one thrust." There was an immense amount of malice in her tone as her gaze lingered on the frail woman, who seemed to be trying to hold her side. She must have broken a rib or two when she was flung into the hard surface. The idea of watching Kel sexually torture a human aroused her more than she would've guessed, it was almost as if it fed into her pride of being able to handle him when she was human. It had changed her forever, and she couldn't have been more thankful for it.
     
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    There were many dreams lacing into the present when this doctor was trying all manner of chemicals and their combination on him. Kel didn't have access to his anger, but he could see some of the facility through Three's eyes. It was standard, sterile things, but he recognized some of the more expensive solutions to be common place now. It made him think this was very well funded, or that the company that made the trinkets had started mass producing, which wouldn't usually be the case until many more generations of refinement had come. How advanced was Weyland, that they could have throwaway tech like this? Kel didn't linger long on the details, not when the next shot seemed to be one speaking directly to his nerves, designed for torture rather than containment. He used that adrenaline to clear some senses, and could hear the mayhem outside what wasn't the Three's.

    Kel grinned to himself. Who else could be doing this if not his ever fighting Zara. He looked at her face, the one provided, and smirked at the beautiful doctor. "You're coming soon, and I don't think you'll like it." This impostor wouldn't hold up very well to the real thing. Just like his own Zara, this one had some attitude, and shoved another syringe into his torso. He stared at her without reaction, and it made her twist the needle as though to stir him like a cauldron. Admittedly, the pain was horrendous, but the enjoyment he got through the fog at seeing Zara's face annoyed was enough to help him keep the act up. While the pain elixir did cut through the fog they'd already soaked his mind in, it became almost secondary to all the other thing this erratic high was blaring at him.

    He wondered if the alterations had been more than cosmetic when the woman cupped his cheek and hummed in a loving way. The mannerisms, some of them at least, definitely reminded of his formerly human lover. He supposed if this doctor was obsessed enough - which seemed the case - it wouldn't be completely possible she'd studied videos of Zara Dawson to copy her motion patterns. It was a bit of a comfort for him, too, to have Zara here even if it wasn't really the mother of his child. He tried the restraints again, but they wouldn't budge. The chaos outside was getting closer, and he only needed to endure this for as long as it took either Three of Zara to get to him. Hopefully the monster diverted enough resources to help Zara, or at least keep her a little safer.

    "You're so tough aren't you, Silverman?" she asked when he persisted. She pulled the syringe out like a blade out of a victim. He gave no indication as to whether he felt it or not. His good eyes looked her over with fitting disinterest. She held it together well, but there were some minute expressions on Zara that he could read. He'd not had much time with the woman now barreling to save him, but he knew Zara's blood, and thereby this face in front of him. It was hard to work on any subject for a longer time without getting involved. And she gone through all this cosmetic change, seemingly on her own accord. There was plenty of leverage here for him. Perhaps she wanted to be fooled and toyed with, the way she was obsessing. He only needed to bide his time though. There was no need for a longer game.

    His silence on the matter, and the noise outside, eventually had the woman impatient. She was apprehensive to do whatever it was that she decided, which made Kel think there'd be next lever pain involved. His was a warring race. Their ability to sense pain was important to asses damage, but with all these damned medicines, it had gone beyond that. He'd rather fight the Three thing many times over. He wouldn't give the doctor the satisfaction of that, though, and she went on with readying another concoction for him, passion in the motions of her hand which showed an aptitude for her task. At least she was good at what she did - Weyland wouldn't have hired anyone less than the top of their field, provided they had the foresight to be discrete about the research. Scientists weren't usually hard to recruit if the subject was as bountiful as live alien samples.

    Zara broke the door before anything more could happen, and even if their faces were similar, there was an air around his former human woman that this one could never imitate. Zara was made of action, this one tried to be with him by tying him up with physical and chemical bonds. Zara's speed was impressive, brunette waves following in her wake. His beautiful nude bride, and he was immediately filled with an emotion that started to cleanse his system of the harsh things he'd been brimming with. The next syringe, which promised to be worse than the others, was interrupted in its path. Admittedly, it was amusing to see Zara break her own wrist, and the expressions of the doctor, who seemed to react the same way to pain as any other human. He smiled and coughed.

    He laughed darkly at Zara's question. "Yes. You were taking your time, weren't you? But it seems I got an inferior version." he replied. Even Zara's scent was putting life back into his muscles. Perhaps it was something biological with being closer to your mate. He looked as the doctor was told to do Zara's bidding. How strange, the two women were so alike, yet their spirits differed infinitely. Kel groaned with engagement when Zara tested the already broken joint. Suffering was beautiful, and there were some benefits to having a version of his lover that they could hurt as much as they wanted. Being an aggressive being, he adored the pain he saw. The cock his female was talking about twitched with anticipation at the subject. His right arm was first down, and then he helped in tearing the other bonds when the strengthening current was cut off by the doctor. He liked standing on the floor again, but swayed once before turning to the side, retching something so white it was almost blue. He wiped his mouth with the ball of his hand.

    He was drawn back to what Zara did when a quick kick sent the doctor on her way. The human body wasn't really made for that kind of abuse, and he thought the impact to the wall was funny. He held his arms out when Zara plucked off the residual threads holding him back. He leaned his face into hers and breathed her in, arms ever steadier closing around her. "I'm alright." he sighed with some contentment and then grabbed her by the hip, and lifted her up in the air. Their size discrepancy was still present. He grinned and was about to say something lighthearted when he noticed the mark down her front. His eyes, asymmetric, took on darkness at the suggestion. She'd been swollen with their child last. It made the offer to punish the doctor even more acute. He set his partner down.

    The doctor was pushing herself to the wall, breathing in pain but the breaths were soon a little warmed, even if fear remained. She had a little smirk in her otherwise desperate mouth. She still thought well of him. Kel cocked his head to the side once and looked down at her once he'd arrived. Broken ribs would soon be the least of her worries. She screamed when he lifted her by her hair. She dangled well as he started methodically tearing clothes off her body. The resulting nudity was pristine. She'd not duplicated Zara's scar. Her good hand reached to grab his forearm, but he didn't let go. He held her out toward his partner to compare the two, and then shrugged. "Not too shabby. I like the real thing, though." he informed the struggling doctor. He'd quickly read a last name off the id on her coat chest.

    "Dr. L. Thrillby here is about to learn first hand what it is to be you." he told his partner and even though there was a flicker of relaxation in Leya's fighting. He gripped Zara's wrist with his free hand to bring her touch to his monstrous limb, still sleeping. "Would you ready it for her?" There was really no trouble for him to be aroused by something that looked so much like Zara - a feral thing like himself commanded his own body well, but it was adding insult to the woman's injuries to let her see that she might not be enough to even have him standing. He trusted Zara would play along, even if she knew his abilities. If she did oblige, he'd not be late to become rigid. The monster of a thing was eager for its first game in long. Again, it brought Kel to wonder how long it have been since they'd been taken.

    He raised his arm and thereby Leya's head. She stopped kicking. "This... it's inhuman." she said through clenched teeth. If her scalp was bothering her simply because she was hanging by it, there wasn't much hope that she'd last a visit from his member. It seemed to be Zara's plan, anyway, and he didn't mind. Zara always provided pleasure for him. Foolishly, Leya parted her legs and stilled her own sway with her hands against him. She even looked with mockery at Zara, as though this would be the romp of Kel's existence. "Be careful." she encouraged when her human folds kissed the blunt orb atop his cock. He laughed darkly and looked at Zara with a meaning joke in his feature. He turned back to the mislead doctor and nodded. She lit up and rubbed herself down on the beastly thing.

    "Sure." he said before pulling her up and then slamming her down. It was important the angle was right, and it was. He was a marksman and a fighter, threading something small to stretch over his sensitive flesh wasn't difficult. Upon being impaled, only a third of his length, all that left Dr. Thrillby was an excited breath, though it was more shallow than she seemed to have anticipated. It must be enthusiasm left over. She became deathly still when she realized what had gone into her, she looked down, slow, quiet shock overtaking her. She started to tremble, eyes wide and mouth wider, but it seemed to be hard to make sounds. He lowered her further and her eyes started to roll back until they were pure white. Kel was amused, Zara's features beautiful when in such strange torture.

    Leya reached out madly for Zara, as though she would help, but Kel didn't allow it much, gripping the doctor by her hip and lifting her. It seemed life was coming back to the abused body, and her eyes focused again. She managed to utter a plea before the folds bulged as though to give birth to the head of his member. And then he slammed her down again, bottoming out in her stomach. She gave half a yelp with whatever air she had before it was all shot out of her from the incredible lancing. Kel started bouncing her, masturbating with her at his own pace. Leya's arms hung limb, her head dropped whichever way the abuse took it. He grinned and turned to the side, expecting a kiss from his lover as he was playing with a body that looked like hers. "What a wake up, huh?" he said while Leya tried to be heard through her own gargles.
     
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    The woman laughed genuinely; her lover hadn't lost his wit. She had been concerned that maybe he hadn't slept as she had. Zara remembered what Mat had said, eighteen years. That was a long time to be asleep, maybe they had turned their attention to Kel, he was the original, after all. "I thought I was rather swift," Zara purred softly, giving her lover a rather cheeky smirk as her gaze swept over him. He was just as delicious as he had been what felt like a day ago. It didn't go amiss that her lover enjoyed seeing her clone in pain, it was partially what fuelled her dark ideas of torture in the most sensual of ways.

    To feel her lover close to her brought warmth back into her heart; he was everything that completed her. The brunette inhaled his scent as much as he did hers, nuzzling her forehead against him in an effort to share the affection she felt for him. A soft, playful laugh escaped her lips as he clasped his large, strong hands around her hips and rose her up like a mere doll, it was arousing to know the power he had over her in more than one way. "I can tell," she whispered softly as she observed his expression as it began to shift. He'd noticed the scar along her abdomen, where they'd robbed both of them of their child. Eighteen years they'd lost. The entirety of the childhood Zara had hoped to enjoy with her son.

    As she was placed back down, the female crossed her arms over her chest and watched as Kel made his way over to the pathetic human. There was a great deal of pleasure in watching her lover tear off the helpless bitch's clothing, and of course, hearing her scream as if she could fight him. Zara cocked her brow as Kel commented on her clone's form, "You're damn right you do," The sense of pride in her voice was unmistakable, she knew that her lover would choose her over anyone, or anything. It was a bond that was unbreakable. They may not have known each other long in terms of how long they lived, but there were knowledge and understanding greater than what humans could understand.

    There was no way for her to survive an impaling from her lover's cock, Zara knew that well. The only reason she'd withstood it was that her body had been changing for some time at that stage, it was ready to adapt to him, unlike her co-worker. "Well, I'd like to see her try and handle being me for just a few minutes," Zara narrowed her gaze toward her clone, it was comical for her to even think of another woman handling her lover. When Kel grabbed her wrist, a soft smirk played across her lips. She didn't verbally confirm his question, but she did slip her fingers around his immense flesh and begin to caress him until he was firm.

    Zara eased herself a few steps back to observe the scene, almost laughing out the moment she heard her clone's comment, "What did you expect it to be, human?" It seemed that she was all too willing to invite Kel inside of her, what a poor mistake. Her mocking glance was met with pure amusement, Zara wasn't worried in the slightest, and that was all too clear. The clone proceeded to amuse the woman when she asked Kel to be careful, causing the lovers to share a knowing gaze. This woman had no idea what she was getting herself into. No doubt this is what she'd been thinking about for the entire time she'd had Kel in the facility.

    When the woman was impaled with vicious slams of his cock, Zara laughed loudly and barely contained her pride. She couldn't even handle his length, yet she was so arrogant. What did she think would happen? Kel could be gentle, she had felt that, but the most important thing to remember was that he wasn't human. Her lover was the most primal being she'd known; he was stronger than anything she'd encountered and just as relentless. It was even more clear when she noticed the pleasure he gained from seeing her clone in such blissful pain, and it made her wonder if he would wish to treat her in the same way. If he would like to see his woman in agony at his hands, it could be arranged.

    Leyla's reaching wasn't met with any reaction, Zara simply neared her lover's side and watched as she struggled to cling to life. "Awww, poor little thing. Does it hurt?" Zara cooed menacingly toward the barely conscious female. The moment Kel's head turned toward her, Zara rose up onto her toes to press her lips lovingly to his, a warm, heated exchange. Just from observing the power of his body was enough to cause her to grow incredibly slick. "Definitely," The female agreed, watching as his large, throbbing flesh invaded the woman relentlessly. "So, Leyla, was it worth trying to be me?" Zara drew her left hand back before delivering a firm slap, but it didn't seem to move her head considering it was how Kel was holding her up.

    "Put her down, I want her to see how it should be done while she dies." There was a true sense of pride and dominance in her gaze. Zara wasn't one to be insulted without her showing exactly what she was capable of.

    If he did choose to drop the woman down, Zara would crouch down beside her, observing the damage her lover had caused with a rather devious smile forming over her full lips. "All that effort to become like me, and you failed. Do you think that even if you could handle him, that you could give him what I do?" There was a clear possessive tone in her voice; Kel was Zara's, and she would strike down anyone who tried to challenge that. As Zara rose up onto her feet, the female stepped on the other wrist that was laid out on the floor beside her slowly dying body. The pain she felt didn't escape in words, it was barely a gurgle and a shake of her body that was most likely involuntary.

    Zara found her way back to her lover, raising up onto her toes as she pressed her body to lean up against his, pressing his cock against both of their stomachs as her lips found Kel's in a hungry, lustful embrace. "How about you show her exactly what you can do?" The female felt a prideful smirk crossing her lips as she gazed up toward her lover. "You can try and break me, if you'd like." The female purred softly, one hand had already slipped up to caress along his hard flesh that was nestled between them. "You should be ready for a fair fight though." The challenge in her voice was clear, as was the gaze of pure, unhindered lust.
     
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    It was good to interact with Zara again. They'd not known each other long, not really, but they fell into a pattern that was perfectly them. Her spirits were high, which dispelled a lot of worry he might have had. As strong as his genes had made her, it was fully possible for anyone to conceive of new ways to hurt another. Kel didn't put it past all these whitecoats to find something ingenious, or to already have it. But now they were reunited, and Zara seemed to have all her energy back. He was grateful for that. She felt right in his hands when he lifted her, and she was a beautiful outline against the stark lights coming from above. Kel enjoyed the sink of his fingers into her flesh.

    They shared some concern over her scar. It wasn't something to shrug at. The pain of it was over, whatever had happened, if they'd made it painful at all, but the implications were hard to handle. For a being as geared toward reproduction as himself, even though he'd not been programmed for emotional connection, this loss was significant. A child between him and Zara was important in almost all aspect - the new ones he'd gained as a human, and the original ones, him as a weapon and means for his makers to spread throughout the universe. He wanted to give her some strength, it had been cut out of her body after all, so he had some sympathy in his eyes, to let her know he saw it, and hurt with her.

    Zara had some other fun planned, and he was elated to have her touch back on him when he petitioned for it. It was almost automatic. He was gladly distracted with Leya, and the woman did all that she should do, as the human body was capable of, in the face of great trauma, which was break. Kel wasn't some cold killer then. He looked at the woman's borrowed face and relished in her stretched and torn cunt around him. He supposed Leya had not thought to let the surgeons reach in there, and duplicate what had made Zara strong enough to take him. He had no patience for that, though, and went on with his use for her body. He'd been down for some time, and for the same reason she obsessed over him and being Zara's replacement, she'd not tampered with his libido, it seemed.

    Zara stayed close, watching with entertained and malicious eyes. Vengeance was in order, and even if they couldn't reach everyone who was bound to have been involved in an operation like this, they could try to lay all the punishment on this doctor. Initially, she had invited it, after all. It was also a matter of getting off after so long. Leya was as good a vessel as any. He and Zara wasn't acquiring another partner, not folding some other body into their pleasure. There was no need to initiate the doctor to their fantastical skinship. She was a proper perhaps, a placeholder for her bosses. The company could not hope to contain them without sacrificing someone to the task.

    She was dying, her insides crushing on the rod that didn't truly fit. Once again there was crimson trailing down the part of him that couldn't stab into her, his sack red with human life. Kel hammered on and laughed darkly when Zara mocked the already very distressed woman. What a juxtaposition, to have his own beside him, well and strong, while another version was crumbling and so deliciously bullied and maimed on his priced member. Truly, it was decadent. And it had been brought on by Zara herself. This was why human minds couldn't compare to the partner that Zara Dawson could be. He kissed her with some fervor, as his hips went on with the destruction of Leya's reproductive parts, and her digestive ones too, the further up her rammed.

    Zara was only content with watching for so long. Kel had a merry time. Leya's arms were flailing soon, and the part of him that was made for destruction thought it was pretty to finally see his lover in such a compromise state. Eventually though, he did let her slide down, his new doll, laying ragged on the floor, trying in vain to get up. The woman had an open mouth, trying to drink in the air his cock had pushed out, looking up at the two of them as though they would explain why her insides were a complete wreck now. Kel savored the vision. This kind of carnage was very likely his favorite. Zara was loving it too. There was a debt owed here, and she was taking it out in Leya's body.

    There might have been hope in Leya's eyes when she saw Zara descend. But there was no mercy for her from the woman she'd helped hold captive, the one with the scar on her belly from the greatest theft that could happen to a person. She did listen, however, with eyes slick with tears. Kel stood above them, and thought it was a strange and very engaging scene. Zara, splayed on the floor, cunt ruined and legs limp, while she at the same time looked at herself from a lowered position. It did well in keeping him full of his own blood, swaying free with Leya's juices and blood and gore dripping off him. Kel licked his lips and bore the different silver eyes down on the defeated woman over Zara's shoulder.

    There was little left for Leya to say, even when her wrist was stomped with Zara's slight weight. Kel waited for Zara to come to him, and embraced her, looking down when she warmed his dick with her upper torso, holding it to his stomach. Everything was primal with her. She'd always been a free creature waiting to run the way she wanted. It should always have been like this. The soldier she'd been, it had held her back. Nude and strong was much better, and she could be herself. He grinned when her touch flitted along his member, which she was already spoiling with the hug between them. He sighed with some contentment, and then blinked at the implications of her offer.

    "You mistake yourself, Soldier Dawson." he warned her with all the playful of a beast. He stroked her hair and leaned down to kiss her while her hand was still tending to his inflamed extremity. "We might be attached..." he whispered against her mouth, closing his human eye to enjoy the contact, lip to lip. But then his muscles tensed, mostly free from the sluggish of all the medicines. Then his hand wrapped around a good helping of her thick hair to pull her away from himself, tossing her to the floor if she wasn't careful. Apex things fight each other, even when they're being affectionate. He'd not tried this kind of play with Zara, and she seemed to like the idea of it.

    If she did fall, he'd stand over her, at a level where his cock could rest on her head. They were close to a wall, the one that had undone many of Leya's bones, so he gripped Zara by the shoulder, and slammer her tits first into the metal barrier, if she didn't move away or avoid it, somehow. She had expressed that she wanted this, though. He had an easy time simply holding on to her upper arms, and pressing her front against the cold material, his cock riding her spine up and then down to the crevice of her athletic ass. "I've missed you." he taunted into her ear if they did find themselves in this position. "But I'm not going to go easy on you." he promised.

    There was a sound from Leya, and he tossed his head back to see the broken human, looking at them with glassed over gaze, as though she had to fixate her concentration on something as she tried to recover from the lethal romp. He nodded to her, congratulating her on having such a great last show before returning to his partner and then sliding his grip lower on her arms, soon on her wrists to lift and put her hands against the wall, at level with her head. It was a very dominant stance for himself, before he started feeding her pussy the cock that belonged there. It was a fast pace with which he sheathed, but it wasn't as harsh as he had been with Leya.

    Eventually he'd build a pace though. Her body could take all of him, her anatomy wasn't human anymore, even if it was very womanly. He nuzzled the back of her hair and drank in her scent. Soon he was crashing into her. His mate, but even in warring races there needed to be an order, and his strain was meant to be ontop. He'd made her, after all, and meant to govern her. He was instilling this into her, ramming that truth into her. Break her? Despite being so enamored by her perfection, he had no trouble reconciling tearing her body up for his pleasure. The kind of pretty that she was, it fit her. With her strength, he could probably bend the wall doing this. If he'd been able to secure her at all.
     
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    Zara enjoyed seeing her lover destroy humans, it only caused her pride to swell and a hint of vengeance to rise up within her. Guilt? There was no room for it in her mind, not after what they'd done, which she and Kel would deal with in whatever way they needed to. Just seeing her clone struggle to cling to life, and struggle to handle the pain that Kel's appendage caused within her... Well, it was blissful. Zara couldn't have been more excited by the sight before her. There had been a savageness to her human side that had seemed to blossom once she had transformed; it was truly as if Kel had freed her from the husk she'd be trapped within. He'd seen it inside of her the moment they'd met, he'd known exactly who she was before she had a glimpse. As Kel's lips caressed her own with heat and desire, she matched it equally and thrived in their joint euphoria.

    Although she could indulge in the damage he caused, Zara couldn't help herself. He was intoxicating, and he was hers. Zara was amused by the way that her clone seemed to struggle to cling to life, and seemed to try and reach out, there was no hope for her, yet she continued to try. Humans were so incredibly fragile. It was comical to see. The clone had no chance, and soon enough she would realize her life was already leaving her, all she could do from then on was watch as the woman she cloned herself to be taking her rightful place.

    "I mistake myself?" The confusion in her words sounded far more like a challenge when her lover stroked her hair, causing her to lean into the heated touch of his lips as her fingers continued to caress and thrust along his rigid and slick flesh. The words he whispered coaxed a smirk to rise from her lips, she could feel him tensing and she welcomed the shift. Zara didn't fight his touch, she embraced it. When he pulled her body from his, his strength made it easy for her to stumble and fall onto her round, supple rear causing a faint sound of flesh smacking against the tiled floor. With a huff, the female gazed up to see Kel's hard cock just above her head. The female reached up to lap against the inviting appendage before she was hurled onto her feet and slammed her into the metal barrier, not that he'd hear any sign of pain... Just a soft grunt from the impact.

    The cold chill of the metal caused her nipples to tighten and grow more than they had already. As she was pinned to the wall by her lover's frame, a hint of a smirk rose across her seemingly delicate features. "I wouldn't dream of you going easy on me, then what use would I be." The pitch of her voice was raised, hinting her expression as she felt the way his large cock brushed down along her toned flesh. It almost made her throb with need. After what they'd been through, all Zara needed was a release. What they'd done couldn't and would never be forgiven, Zara needed a way to cope. Reuniting with her lover and feeling anything but the loss creeping into her mind would hopefully keep her sane, but there was no telling if that would work.

    When he rose her wrists to above her head, the female eased her backside further out, brushing against him before she felt the large, hard familiar flesh bury itself inside of her with a vicious thrust. A cry of pleasure escaped her lips as her body struggled to adjust to his size. Sure, her body could handle him, but she'd been in a state of sleep for eighteen years, she was far tighter than normal. The pace began to quicken, and her moans mirrored the speed of their union. Whimpers and gasps of pure euphoria escaped her parted lips between pants for breath as the wall he rammed her into began to groan under the pressure. Knowing that Kel was so close, inhaling her scent and nuzzling her, was enough to give her an immense amount of pleasure. It was almost as though what had changed her had linked her with him, every time he gave her affection or care, it sang throughout her body.

    "I missed you too, lover," The female turned her head to nuzzle back against his face, barely able to brush her lips against his as their bodies thrived and slammed into one another and the wall that was slowly deteriorating under their lovemaking. Zara wasn't easy to beat, and even though she enjoyed Kel's dominance, it didn't stop her from pushing back. The female managed to slam her backside into his hips and forced him deeper inside of her, syncing their motions.

    The pent up need inside of her kept fighting, it needed to come out. Zara wasn't sure if it'd work, but maybe Kel would be curious enough to allow her the moment. The dark-haired woman would try to tug and release her hands from his grasp, if she was successful she would shove her body back enough, with help from her hands pushing off of the wall, to give herself enough space to turn. If she managed, he'd notice a truly primal hunger in her eyes, not only for his body but for who he was. The father of her child, the being who gave her everything she had desired, the being who had freed her from the chains that bound her mind and body.

    There would be no hesitation with an attempt to tackle him down onto the ground, and if she managed she wouldn't waste time in sitting atop him and easing herself down onto his large, powerful cock. The glimpse of crimson coated in silver only lived for a moment before she would make herself at home by slamming her petite body down onto him, impaling herself oh so willingly. As her hands would rest upon his chest if she made it that far, her gaze would watch her clone with amused malice. The woman was losing her life, yet she couldn't look away with a distant stare filled with disappointment. And for that, Zara was content.

    The soldier kept her pace, rising up and down and every so often rolling her hips to feel the swell of flesh inside of her, filling her completely. The motions would cause her breasts to bounce swiftly, her tight peaks honing in on her lover. The female would lean to grab one of his hands, her fingers leading his grasp to her throat before easing the grip of her legs around his waist and leaning her chest just above his as if she craved the closeness. As her fingers would tighten his around her throat, her hips rocked wildly to allow him to slip out of her before her body claimed his flesh repeatedly. "Wouldn't you prefer to see my face while your cock breaks me?" Her soft, enticing voice would echo toward him, if she'd managed to get that far.
     
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    Kel felt the malice seep off Zara at Leya and her demise. Possessive and vengeful. It was all that she was designed to be from the start. As much as she had been a woman of humans, she was something else now - not a singular biological soldier like him, and not a weak emotional bunch of nerves like the doctor. Perhaps the design of Zara Dawson was the intent of his own makers all along. Bred to perfection. It lead him to think about what their child might have been, before these wretched creatures had stolen him. It justified Leya's fate, as though that was needed. He'd killed on a whim. He didn't mind crushing someone's inside for revenge. Zara was with him in his state of mind, and they both felt something healing in the kiss, as much as something so primal can be. He was glad to have her here so they could share the burden and the hurt of the implications that came with her scar. Weyland should have been able to cook up any kind of mark-removing tech, even for foreign skin, but they'd left it there intentionally. That set roots of rage in Kel.

    It was no wonder when Zara wanted in on it all. It was not enough for her to see vengeance exacted on the human body, which failed miserably, the organs of Leya undone with the rise of his limb inside her. She should have know by the size of it, being who she was, but her hubris had addled her, and his cock had done the same physically. He thought it was daunting, though, to see the aesthetic Zara all but die on his member. She gave none of the fight his real partner would have given, but he was sure it might have treated him to a similar scene. It was too bad they hadn't changed the bodies and faces of more women for him, to see in how many ways he could have undone his lover.

    Her challenge was welcome. The two of them needed a game. It was different when he used his body for war, and to release into others. Zara was the right place for him, and also someone who could take what he gave. Perhaps that was the novelty of the now wasting Leya, that she was like paper rather than muscle. His teeth showed in an amused grin when she fell on her lovely behind, and he clapped his own foot in tune with the smack of her rear to the floor. Seeing her face somewhat eclipsed by his cock made him feel proud, and strong, and her continued inviting behavior taunted him, especially with her tongue tasting the remains of Leya off him. She was sensual in her games.

    It was more pertinent to feel her against the wall, and he had no trouble treating her rough, not because he wanted to hurt her - though he didn't mind, she could very well take it - but because it is a delight for anyone to test someone else's dexterity. She offered the lovely sounds and the addicting texture to him. No human woman could have withstood it so well. "Exactly." he hissed in her ear. What use indeed. As his cock petted her he saw the knots on her skin rise, like he was painting with that reaction down her back. It couldn't distract him for long when the head of the limb kissed and slathered her ass on its way to where it needed to be. When he fed himself into her, it was painful for the male who'd withstood so much damage in combat. He'd not expected her to have receeded in width inside, and it was as much of a pain as it was a pleasurable surprise.

    It lead to him testing her harder against the metal. Always full of surprises, his Zara. His strong legs led to strong hips and he didn't waste any of that perfectly aligned potential as he drove into her, that shapely behind of hers taking the hits of his body and dispelling the impact with some adorable, enticing jiggling. Kel groaned monstrously into her ear, and she knew it was an affectionate kind of wildness for her. There was no rush, but he was animal in part, so he was always barreling toward pleasure, pushing with a pace and weight that of course would have crushed other women. Leya on the floor was proof of that.

    She was sweet while she was being punished, and he liked the contrast of it. This was all they ever was, a union of two bodies, but also contradicting worlds. Always killing, and always together. They reflected the symmetry and the utter horrors of black space. He laughed, impressed and again almost suffering when her vice-like tunnel was pushed back against his surging stabs. She wasn't going to make this easy for him. He raised the pace and the wall whined in its design from all the hardship. Outside they could hear the Three slaughtering the soldiers, who seemed solely trained on the abomination. Perhaps they had not been fully alerted to what was happening in one of the labs. Kel didn't much care. It wasn't like they'd be able to do much against him and Zara if they broke in with reduced forces.

    He felt her hand slip and allowed it to see what she might do, and even let her push him back. There was a bit of confirmation in his face that she'd been pandered to, and he hoped that caused a flicker of frustration or anger in her, even if she did all of this for the benefit of their entwine. He was met with strong expression in her, that craved more, as though she wanted to take in not only his flesh, but the very essence of him. It stunned him long enough for her to attack. In his fall, he recovered, but didn't act to spin around or anything. This wasn't a conventional competition, this was a dance of sorts, and it would be counter to push back at any chance. While they were full of combative instincts, they weren't going to be petty.

    It was rewarding in the end, because she seated herself quickly, and let her body take his in. He swallowed and saw her motions in new eager. Just the sight of it would have been enough to earn her his burst, but there was no hurry now. Zara was momentarily distracted by Leya's end, and he grinned at his lioness for that. That grin was still there when she offered her throat up. He nodded at her question and closed his thumb around her windpipe. His teeth showed as he endured the rapid pleasure of her long motions, setting him free before plunging him back in.

    He felt her closeness, her tits brushing his chest, and lifted his arm to raise her head with it. She was so small, his woman, in comparison, and he lifted her until her back was straight and she had a hard time delivering the spoiling treatment to his cock. His other hand swung between them, dashing over her heavy tits in a loud clap unless she avoided it by parring or in some unnatural twist to avoid the trajectory of his fingers. Nonetheless, if she was somewhat suspended by the grip she'd let him have, he'd continue to thrust upward, very interested in seeing her expressions indeed. "What's that, love?" he asked to challenge her to speak, while his fingers closed in such a way that responses might be cut short. What a wonderful image that would make. His beloved partner, silenced by his murdering hold.

    He would go on like this, perhaps try the strength of her spine as he collided up into her. It was amusing as much as it was carnally stimulating to try and bully Zara's cunt while also straining her physicality. A stubborn woman, but part woman all the same. Could she really measure up to his battle ready genes? Eventually his hip's movements were helped by his hand slamming her down by the hold. His other hand roamed her body possessively and came to cradle one asscheek. He gave it a few slaps and kept his silver eyes on hers through it all. The fingers eventually settle on simply squeezing the meat there, however reddened, and then crawl toward where it met the other cheek. Would she protest fervently of his digits seeking out that other entrance?

    Whether she allowed or was unable to protect herself from being prodded back there, he would turn them, and that impact of her back against the same floor where Leya was breathing her last puffs, would be loud and dull due to the build of the facility. It was made to withstand the inhospitable weather, but not warring lovers of the race it meant to contain. "How is it then?" he asked, taunting as he drove into her hard, palm pushing down into her throat to keep her from answering. He was having fun, fueled by the suffering Leya had shown him. He was sure that Zara couldn't give such an image, but he was willing to try.
     
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