Fight, Flight, or Gut You Like A Fish?

fire hurts!!!

》??? Pov《

"Commander, we would like to inform you that the newest subject can speak." The subordinate reads off her tablet.

"They can all speak, they are all civilized enough to have a native tongue." A headache grows behind my eyes from staring at screens all day.

"Yes, but this one can speak to us." 

My eyes shoot up in surprise, forty subjects and finally we have one we can fucking understand! "Take me to them."

We march down the halls with purpose, paying no mind to other soldiers. The aliens hiss and groan as we pass their cells. Honestly the variety we have collected is mind blowing. The amount of cultures, colors, shapes, and forms. It's all so different, all so… promising.

The memo we were given for this mission was to explore space, then create a settlement. Well if anyone paid attention in history class then they'll know how it goes. We're evaluating the land, the species, for colonization. For renovation, invasion. Ask humanity and they'd say history is repeating itself,  ask a soldier and they'd say this was the future.

'What a twisted circle.'

We come to one of our larger cells, originally an aircraft garage, now used as a container. Honestly I'm surprised we even managed to knock out this thing, not to mention drag its body here. 

As the door opens up we come face to face with the alien. It's roughly the size of a light aircraft, with wings double the size of its body. Yellow scales covered the creature, an ombre of lighter shades covered the body. Not to mention the large horns and spines adorning the head, back, and legs of this beast. Power rolls off of this thing, but with enough muscle relaxants to paralyze a whale, this thing is powerless. At least we hope. There are a number of security measures in place; armed guards, chains, shackles, not to mention the smaller alien we have in a cage nearby. We believed they were at least the same species, but the amount of paternal instinct the larger one exhibits suggests they are related on a closer level. Its eyes roll to see our approach, the brows furrow, and smoke billows from the things mouth. Only to be stopped by fifty volts to the neck, courtesy of an advanced taser baton. It roars in pain, but quickly goes silent and still.

"Hello there, I am Commander Voleur."

》Bahtoh pov《

"I can't believe you got to them first." 

"We know Bahtoh." Veta and Ayull say in sync.

"You've said that several times." Ayull grunts from his chair, the several computer screens light his face in a strange glow. "However, now I owe Paika some extra food."

"You bet against me!?" Veta exclaims, his tresses flying about.

"How did it even happen? I mean how did they feel?" For now I can only imagine what it'd be like to hold their small body against mine.

"Well at first it felt as though my body was being engulfed by emotions, then whenever I looked at Y/N all I could feel was them. Their emotions were all muddled with lust or worry, but some reassurance helped them trust me." Veta begins as his hands wave around.

"And when I touched them… they felt so soft. Even their scars. They were all exposed, and it was glorious. On the inside they were hot and wet, not to mention tight."

Possessive purrs fill the room. Oh I can practically feel them now. It might seem greedy of me, but I wish that I had taken Veta's place. Only things would be different.

Like Veta I'd be gentle at first, but only at first. Then I'd pauck them as hard as I could without serious injury. I want to feel their muscles fight against me, feel their nails claw into my skin. Oh how I'd love to make them submit to me, claw and bite marks all over. But most of all I want to see that happy, teary, blissed out look on their face once I'm done. Veta might've made them fall asleep, but I'll make them unable to walk for days. After they consent to it of course.

"How did they react to your, our, anatomy?" Ayull scrolls through another missing report on the tablet. 

"Well at first they were confused, eventually they understood." Veta pauses a moment, seeming to search his own mind. "But I will say: if they thought I was almost too big, you guys need to thoroughly prepare them." 

"You and I are almost the same. Well I guess I'm wider-" 

"Enough about anatomy, read this." Ayull interrupts me, throwing the tablet onto the table.

"Cjit."

》Ayull pov《

I remember when we took Y/N to the market, I remember how their eyes lit up with excitement. The curious gaze studying everything their mind could handle. 

I also remember the look of surprise when one of the sellers spoke to Y/N. I believe his name was Von. He was quite upset that I wasn't communicating properly with the 'ooman. Thankfully he had a translator. Y/N seemed overjoyed when Von spoke with them. 

Which is why this disappearance is so significant, if we had been at the market the day he disappeared it is likely Y/N would've been taken as well. Such a close call is unacceptable. The other 'oomans must never touch Y/N, they cannot touch what is ours.

"I don't understand; what is the insignificance of this alien?" Veta rewinds and watches the footage over and over.

"Well not only did the 'oomans take down Von, but he is also who I got the translator from." I answer.

"If the 'oomans get their hands on those translators," Bahtoh seems to panic. "They'll be able to interrogate every alien! They wouldn't have a limit."

"Cjit."

》Voleur pov《

"How is it that you know the human language?" The giant dragon-esque alien stares at me in silence for a moment.

"I have met many of you, and you're all the same." The deep timber of its voice seems to shake everyone in the room.

"You've met many of us? How?" No humans, other than the military, have been able to make it to space.

"Earth is not as protected as you think. Also you humans are so careless about your people."

"You've been to earth!" 

The room goes tense once I yell. The armed gaurds looked at one another with concern, fear.

"Not me, some dear friends of mine; they were not impressed."

How is this possible? We've had invaders, aliens come to our planet! How?

Nevermind that, I need to focus on the current breach. A human with an unknown name, age, birth date, or mission. Has made it to space. Accompanied by one giant fucking alien, as far as we know. I have reason to believe this alien knows of our presence, but no evidence. 

Throwing the pad with images of this alien, and the human, onto the table. I ask: "What did you give them, and how do you know them?"

Its eyes widen in surprise, a look of anger overcomes its face. Yet it remains silent, only choosing to stare at me.

"Failure to comply will result in your friends pain." I motion towards the smaller cell with another alien.

"Fine." The thing huffs, "I can't tell you who they are, but I can say that you're playing with things you don't understand. That alien with them is a top predator, and you don't stand a chance."

"Noted."

Ooh whats this? Some sort of plot twist ooh?
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And lets hope nothing bad happens to our dear Von.
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