Nothing overpowered the force of my fear in that moment.
Blood flowed in rivulets, stark against the white of the floor tile. One by one, the beast murdered the men around me, until it was only me a short time later. And only him. I couldn’t stop screaming and his terrifying, eager grin made my blood run ice cold. It had taken him far too little time to destroy the twenty men who had been on guard. He’d destroyed an entire unit of men and his breathing hadn’t even quickened.
Fuck.
The lights flickered on once more. He stared at me, his expression raw, visceral, and ravenous. A predator about to strike, and I was his prey. Adrenaline pumped through me and I shook from the danger. There was nowhere to run. I couldn’t even hope to escape.
His cock jutted straight toward me, a hard, huge club straining to get closer to me, to spear me in two. I struggled against my rope bonds, but I couldn’t escape as he bounded toward me, his movements more like a large cat than a man. I didn’t know if he wanted to kill me or rape me, but I didn’t want to stay and find out. I needed to run. Escape. Anything to avoid his attentions.
I prayed to every god I had ever heard of then.
He roared with what I could vaguely understand as excitement. Shit. I had to run, and I had to run right the fuck now.
I shot up out of the chair and tried to get away, but the beast caught me by the shoulders and slammed me back down to the floor. I yelled as pain tore through me, my wrists still tied behind my back by the rope. Then, my shoulders wrenched painfully as he flipped me on my stomach and slashed at my clothes. I cried out with horror and with agony as I heard the telltale ripping sound of my jacket tearing in two.
“No, don’t! Help! Someone. Please. Anyone!” I screamed, desperate for rescue by anyone, anything. I begged and pleaded, but there was no one there to hear me.
He growled in frustration at my bound wrists and grasped the rope, tearing it in a demonstration of strength and power that left me in a panic. He shouldn’t have been able to do that. My shoulders screamed in pain and within moments, he focused on my thin t-shirt and my pants, tearing my clothing apart with ease.
I tried to push up and fight back, but my hands slipped on the slick floor and I fell, knocking my chin on the floor. I choked on the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. I must have bitten my tongue. Struggling beneath him, I fought as he ripped my clothing off, piece by piece until I was left entirely naked beneath him.
He grunted with anger, clearly annoyed at my attempts to resist.
I kicked. I struggled. I slipped on the wet, blood-coated floor and I screamed for help, but I knew no one was
coming. He gripped my hips, forcing me upward and spreading my legs, and I shrieked in horror. His fingers gripped into my flesh, hard, unyielding and I cried out in pain, his claws digging into my skin.
Horrified, I knew I didn’t have the strength to escape. He was too strong, too powerful, and too focused on rutting me like an animal.
The hot, slick head of his massive cock nudged against my entrance.
I squeezed my eyes shut in terror. This wasn’t happening.
Someone growled behind us, a terrifying rumbling that made my breath catch in my throat. My terror increased a hundred-fold.
There was another one. Another fucking alien creature come to destroy me.
The other one roared behind us and the creature holding me down froze. Then he laughed. He fucking laughed, before releasing me and rising to his feet.
I screeched in fear, almost forgetting to breathe.
I crawled away on my hands and knees, slipping along the pools of blood, until I was able to get to my feet. It was then I realized I still had my boots on. I backed away, watching as two of the beasts squared off.
Not one, but two of them.
Fear sliced through me like a knife.
Two of them. Skin colored like blood. Eight-foot-tall monsters ready to fight to the death over the right to abuse me. Spread my legs, hold me down, and fuck me like an animal. I shivered, trying to stay calm. Think, Cosima. Think. What now?
I pressed the back of my hand to my mouth, feeling lightheaded and more nauseous than ever. Strips of fabric hung off me, my clothing decimated. My naked ass pressed against the tiled wall, but I made no effort to cover myself.
What did it matter if I was only going to end up dead?
The two creatures circled around each other, legs tense with power. The one that had attacked me growled dangerously, and the other, who was slightly bigger, snarled back in turn. I swallowed nervously, looking for any way I could escape this, but finding none. The two of them blocked the only entrance to the room. I was trapped. I didn’t know what to do. What could I do?
Fuck.
My eyes searched my surroundings, looking for something, anything and that’s when I saw my trusty gun. I dove for it.