Predator: The Scavenger

ch 8

A familiar sound woke him with a start. Looking around wildly, Akur was up on his feet in seconds. Around him the white room was quiet and empty. The table that was usually in the middle was gone. Staring down at the floor from where he just stood up he tried to think. Sniffing the air, he smelled the coppery tangy scent of blood. Looking to where he heard the sound he saw the tray of various raw meats and a jug of water sitting in the open section of the wall. It was the panel the androids always used to deliver his food. Slowly he turned his head to the cloaked window in the front of the room near the outline of the door.

Laying on the floor in front of the window was the black material of his loin cloth. Looking down at himself he snarled in anger as he confirmed his own nudity. Memories of yesterday's events rushed back to him.

Ember.

Stomping forward, he grabbed the discarded garment and stared at it in his hand as he remembered yanking it off just before he pushed himself into the small whimpering human. He had mated her—repeatedly. The last thing he could remember was her throbbing cunt exposed to him as she lay exhausted over the table as his seed leaked freshly out of her. Everything else, all the images after were all blurred and distorted.

Letting out a savage growl, Akur reattached the garment to his waist and turned to the window. Clenching both fists, he stared at the window as a memory of Ember's scared voice came back to him. Where was she? What were they doing to her?!

Raising his fists, he brought them down with all of his weight against the reinforced glass. His fist bounced painfully off the glass but he could hear a slight warble in the material. Prepared to do it again, Akur stepped back to more of his weight into it.

The window screen clicked on. Standing on the other side was the android in white.

Akur didn't say anything to the synthetic, he simply stared at the android and waited.

"If you are concerned about your female, then you would be justified to feel that way," A ghost of a smile tugged at the corner of the android's lips, it made Akur want to cave the synthetic's skull in. "After your joining with her we had to wait until you were exhausted and then retrieve the girl's body."

Body. Akur felt his skin grow cold as he stared at the dead blue eyes of the man. The blood in his ears rushed in a roar as Akur tried to fight through the pain in his head and recall what happened. Nothing was coming up.

"She isn't dead but she is damaged from the experience. We took her for treatment. We don't suspect she will be too willing to come back to you after last night, we will mostly likely have her strapped down on the second round."

Akur would not accept this android's words. They were not true. Stepping back, Akur could feel the rattle in his chest as his snarl filled the room. Leaping forward he brought both fist down on the window again. This time he could feel the flex of the window's material shift under his assault. Letting out a satisfied roar, Akur stepped back again to repeat the process catching a glimpse of the android's now angry face.

"You do no not believe me yautja?" The android asked snidely as he reached for something on his control panel in front of him. "Then how about video evidence of your performance."

The sounds of familiar screaming caused Akur to whip around. Facing the other wall Akur stared in sickening disbelief at the projected image on the white wall. Silently he watched the video of himself thrusting his hips again and again into the kneeling figure crying on the ground. Her sounds were of obvious pain while his own were of frenzied exultation. Over and over again she begged him to stop but he never said anything. Wide eyed he stared at the image of his claws sinking into the soft flesh of her hips as he pulled her limp body to his faster and faster. Her cries of pain made him sick.