You Don't Belong Here

Chapter Sixty

Jennings watched, dumbfounded as Rinaldi interacted with the creature, seemingly mock fighting with it before it carried her to the other side of the containment cell. Jennings found that he couldn't take his eyes away from them for even a second to jot down some notes about the strange mating ritual, let alone how aggressive the actual mating process seemed to be.

It stood to reason that such a large and violent species would have a more extreme way of procreation, but that didn't mean it was any less surprising to see firsthand.

The part that seemed to intrigue him the most was how little Brielle had argued over his proposed arrangement. Perhaps it was simply a task that she knew she needed to fulfill in order to help the other female...but she seemed to comfortable with the situation, like she had done it before.

He thought on this as he scribbled down his observations while stealing the occasional glance at the woman. The massive was seated with his back to Jennings, though he still held Brielle in his arms like a large dog guarding his favorite squeaky toy or rawhide.

A chill made its way throughout the scientist's body as he imagined the possibility of regular fornication practices between the two subjects, but he quickly pushed it aside. "Okay Rinaldi. As soon as you can get away from that thing,I'll let you out to retrieve the Epi-Pen." There was silence for a moment before a soft clicking sound reached his ears, and it was soon answered by a deeper clicking sound that was backed by a deep, rumbling tone.

The creature's arms shifted and Brielle stood to make her way - wobbly as she was - to the cell door. Jennings approached a nearby control panel and looked at the woman once more. "They'll stay where they are." Jennings nodded and deactivated the locking mechanism.

The door slid open and Brielle stepped through before it sealed shut behind her. The armed guard didn't try to hide the fact that he was gawking at her blatant nudity, and she didn't seem to notice much less care. She walked slow, silent steps across the room to the armor and picked up the chest plate; it was massive compared to her small human body, but she lifted it with relative ease. She flipped it over and pressed a hidden button on the back piece which opened a small storage compartment that was built into the metal. Brielle pulled a large metal syringe and a vial of florescent blue liquid from the compartment and resealed the device before placing the armor back on the table.

Within a few seconds she had the object assembled and ready for use, and she returned to the containment cell. The smaller of the two males was now facing the doorway though he hadn't moved from his original spot against the far wall. His amber eyes tracked the woman like a bird of prey watching an unsuspecting rabbit in the forest night.

"You're sure he'll stay in there?" Brielle smiled at Jennings's question.

"He won't do anything that I don't want him to do."

After a moment Jennings pushed his black-framed glasses higher on his nose and deactivated the locks once again. As soon as the door slid open, Brielle side-stepped and the smaller male rushed to the entrance with lightning speed. The men didn't even have time to process what was happening before The creature swiped his razor sharp claws through the guard's neck, nearly decapitating the man.

Jennings was reaching for the panic button on the console when Brielle launched the syringe straight into his eye socket. The long needle pierced his brown eye and continued on to penetrate his brain. The scientist fell dead where he stood and Brielle approached the lifeless corpse. Kneeling before the dead man, she leaned closer to his bleeding head. "His name is Ghost. Remember that."