Part 12: Small Talk

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I stand in my bed chambers, completely shocked and filled with fear, as the very creature that took the Weyland corp so long to make, stands right in front of me, only about two or three feet away.
She stares at me in the eyes, never looking away, just focusing on me and my movement. Out of fear, I slowly raise my hand to pull out my revolver, but the instant I do, I hear a sentence come out of her sharp toothed mouth "I wouldn't" It isn't very strong though, quiet even, like a whisper. But I decide that it be best if I have it out, just in case, and continue to lift my hand, but then I stop as I see her suddenly move, I close my eyes out of fear and flinch as she lets out a growl like hiss. As I slowly open my eyes, I see that her hip has move to allow her tail a straight shot to my head, speaking of which, I also immediately notice her tail just an inch away from the center of my eyes. I gulp out of fear and lower my hand. "Good, besides, if you needed it you'd already be dead" I hear her say in a light voice as well "what do you mean?" I ask as she lowers her tail "isn't it obvious, if I were really attacking you, you'd already be dead, and besides, your out of ammo" I look down at my revolver and remember the beast I took down not to long ago,l. That's right, I used six shots to kill it, I'm out. I look back up at Zarra and see she has turned away from me, and has begun to look around my room, I also see that her spine has what looks like spikes sticking out, which go into her tail, another thing I noticed is that I can see her coming off from her spine from behind, but I don't remember seeing them on her chest or stomach, I assume they fade into her bodice as they reach the front.
I look over her tail as well, it's quite long, almost as long as her if my assumptions are correct, and by the looks of it it's very maneuverable. "Please stop starting" I hear her say as she looks back at me. I gulp and nod "sorry" she turns around and looks at me.
By this point I have more than a thousand questions running through my head, but decide upon "so...uhm...why aren't you killing?"
I don't know why I asked that, it's a stupid question, it just blurted out of my mouth, but "because Jason" I look at her, she knows my name, how?
"I watched you, you are strong, you are brave, but you are also smart, and besides, I sensed something in you, something different from the other humans, something, strong" I become a little flattered for some reason and can't help saying "no I'm-" but before I can finish she raises a finger and shushes me, her fingers and  palms look quite rough, and of course have claws coming out of her nails "but you are also stupid" I look at her a little confused and say "Uhm...what?" She puts her finger down and says "you are brave because you faced the creature, you are smart because you knew where to shoot, how else could you have killed it" I look away for a second and mumble under my breath "luck" "what?" She asks "nothing continue, continue" I say quickly in response,
She nods and continues "but you are dumb because you do not see what is really going on here, you do not see what is right in front of you" I think for a second and say "what?" She shakes her head and looks down and sighs "nevermind, you won't figure it out for a while most likely, but for now just be warned Jason Monahamme, be warned, there is something far worse then me, and if you keep acting the way you are now, you'll most likely have to endure it" I look at her and say "wait what do you mean something far wor-" I'm cut off as she suddenly jumps back into the vent, and by the sound of it quickly takes off in the other direction.
By this time not only are a thousand questions inning through my head, but fear and paranoia are as well. I think about what she said, what did she mean something far worse? I quickly look over at the vent cover on the ground and put it back on the vent, and seal it.
I pace about my room for a couple hours before I decide it be best to get some rest and think about what to o in the morning.

To be continued......

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