Alien Breed

His brow furrows. “I will reason with him. Eventually, he will listen.”

“You’re out of your mind. He’s built to destroy,” I say.

“If what you say is true, about the fuel… it doesn’t matter either way,” he says. “From here on out, there is no rhyme or reason. It’s all a game of chance.”

More games. Great.

I think of the child Naomi and I will make. I think of the love that child came from. And then I think about Discovery Base, and all of the horrors that went on there.

That’s no love. A father and son bond doesn’t come from a computer screen a thousand light years away. It doesn’t come from a team of paramilitary torturers or the wallet of a galactic defense organization.

Love comes from within. Love changes you. If he doesn’t get that, he can’t comprehend what life is all about.

He doesn’t just remind me of Zakar. He is exactly like him. Except, Fassbender doesn’t have the same killer gene inside him. He just wishes he did.

I stand, ready to rip this man’s throat out. “You’re not my father,” I scream and throw him across the jungle.

He shouts in pain as he collides against the ground, ass digging into the soil, deep. He takes one final shot, and it hits me in the heart.

I stumble, face first. My teeth drag across the soil as I too hit Avalon’s floor.

NASA fooled me. Just like the crew, I was double-crossed and lied to by everyone.

Even Zakar lied to me.

“Take me to him,” he says. “I need to talk to Zakar.”

“You know where he is,” I whisper.

“I need more than his location. I need you to talk him into following reason. I am required to take him home with me to Earth,” Fassbender replies.

“Then you will destroy Earth,” I say.

He inches his pistol closer. “Take. Me. To. Him,” he mutters.

He’s a fool. Zakar will kill him, no questions asked. And then he’ll kill me.

My heart turns to stone. “Fine,” I mutter. “Let’s go to Discovery Base.”

This is bad. Real bad. If Naomi is at Discovery Base, Zakar will be there, too. He’ll be watching from afar, searching for the right moment to strike.

The walk to the base is cold and silent. Everything feels off, like I’m not quite inside my body. Something is happening to me. Something I can’t explain.

I push the leaves aside and peer through to Discovery Base. And then I see her, and it’s like time completely stops.

No matter the danger, I feel lucky to be alive.

Fassbender presses the barrel against the back of my neck. “Don’t move. Wait for them to react. I want to know what they are up to.”

I’m not moving. I’m just staring at the curves of her hips, the hump of her ass, and the shine of her hair.

I need to feel her again.

I need to feel the warmth of her pussy, enveloping me, shrouding all of the bad, giving me everything I have ever asked to receive.

This man can’t win.

Naomi is near the entrance, discussing something serious with the rest of the crew. As she waves her arms emphatically at the men, her skin turns flush.