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Authors: T. R. Harris
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Adam’s MK-47.
Soon he was alone in the darkening alleyway. The street was about fifty meters long, ending as it intersected with another road; on each side of it were numerous dumpsters, crates, boxes and more – just as you would expect to see in any side alley on Earth.
Adam ducked behind a dumpster and listened for any movement. All was quiet, or as much as he could tell through the din of chaotic street noise filtering in from behind him. He moved further down the alley. He knew his reactions were quite a bit faster than any alien he’d yet encountered, but still, he could never be sure. Somewhere there had to be something that was faster.
Then he sensed a movement behind him. As he turned he felt a crushing blow strike the back of his head as splintered wood flew past his line of sight. He fell forward, hitting hard on the stone surface of the alley. Then a strong hand grasped his right shoulder and flipped him over. Still in a daze, Adam felt someone mount him, just as the warm barrel of a bolt launcher was shoved against his chin, just under the face mask.
His vision cleared, and he stared up at the creature straddling him. It, too, wore a full-face mask, but in the darkness of the alley, he could not see through the lens.
But then he felt the assassin tremble. The creature reached forward suddenly with its free hand and ripped off Adam’s mask. The effect was immediate. The creature recoiled as if hit by a bolt, and then it slowly began to pull the weapon from his chin. Next it slid off of him and stood in the middle of the alley – while lowering its weapon. Next, the creature reached up and slipped off its own face mask.
It was the face of a Human woman!
Adam lay in stunned disbelief for what seemed like an eternity, until the woman reached down and recovered his MK-47 and helped him to his feet. She handed him the weapon and then took a quick look around the alley. Behind them was the chaos and confusion of the main road they had caused moments before. At the other end of the alley was a more tranquil street setting.
Taking him by the hand, the woman pulled him along with her toward the street. Once there, she stopped and scanned the road. There, on the other side and about halfway down the block, her gaze focused on a Rest Facility – like a hotel on Earth – and she set off for it, pulling him along with her as she raced toward the building.
Adam still couldn’t read alien very well, but he was able to recognize certain phrases. He could make out the lighted sign outside the entrance indicating Pressurized Rooms and Atmosphere Control. Then still without a word, and holding his hand firmly in hers, the woman entered the hotel, pulled a chip of credits out of a pocket and slammed it down on the counter.
“I need a room,” she said forcefully. Adam noticed a slight Southern accent as she spoke for the first time.
The stunned clerk took the chip and handed her a metal key, indicating room eight, down the corridor to their right. In a moment they were through the door and into the outer airlock. Entering the room proper, the blonde-haired woman finally released his hand and moved to the control panel. Almost instantly, Adam felt a rush of fresh, oxygen-rich air fill the room; the woman turned and removed her respirator.
Adam removed his as well, but just as he opened his mouth to speak, the woman fell against him and locked her lips on his.
Adam’s eyes rolled back in his head; it was an amazing feeling, the softness and warmth of her lips. It was greater than anything he could remember feeling before. What the hell , he thought as he pulled the woman tighter to his body. We can always talk later!
And with that, the two Humans tumbled onto the bed, shredding clothing as they did so.
Chapter Six
Forty minutes later and drenched in sweat, Adam rose from the crumpled sheets of the bed and made his way into the grooming station. After relieving himself, he took a moment to
Soon he was alone in the darkening alleyway. The street was about fifty meters long, ending as it intersected with another road; on each side of it were numerous dumpsters, crates, boxes and more – just as you would expect to see in any side alley on Earth.
Adam ducked behind a dumpster and listened for any movement. All was quiet, or as much as he could tell through the din of chaotic street noise filtering in from behind him. He moved further down the alley. He knew his reactions were quite a bit faster than any alien he’d yet encountered, but still, he could never be sure. Somewhere there had to be something that was faster.
Then he sensed a movement behind him. As he turned he felt a crushing blow strike the back of his head as splintered wood flew past his line of sight. He fell forward, hitting hard on the stone surface of the alley. Then a strong hand grasped his right shoulder and flipped him over. Still in a daze, Adam felt someone mount him, just as the warm barrel of a bolt launcher was shoved against his chin, just under the face mask.
His vision cleared, and he stared up at the creature straddling him. It, too, wore a full-face mask, but in the darkness of the alley, he could not see through the lens.
But then he felt the assassin tremble. The creature reached forward suddenly with its free hand and ripped off Adam’s mask. The effect was immediate. The creature recoiled as if hit by a bolt, and then it slowly began to pull the weapon from his chin. Next it slid off of him and stood in the middle of the alley – while lowering its weapon. Next, the creature reached up and slipped off its own face mask.
It was the face of a Human woman!
Adam lay in stunned disbelief for what seemed like an eternity, until the woman reached down and recovered his MK-47 and helped him to his feet. She handed him the weapon and then took a quick look around the alley. Behind them was the chaos and confusion of the main road they had caused moments before. At the other end of the alley was a more tranquil street setting.
Taking him by the hand, the woman pulled him along with her toward the street. Once there, she stopped and scanned the road. There, on the other side and about halfway down the block, her gaze focused on a Rest Facility – like a hotel on Earth – and she set off for it, pulling him along with her as she raced toward the building.
Adam still couldn’t read alien very well, but he was able to recognize certain phrases. He could make out the lighted sign outside the entrance indicating Pressurized Rooms and Atmosphere Control. Then still without a word, and holding his hand firmly in hers, the woman entered the hotel, pulled a chip of credits out of a pocket and slammed it down on the counter.
“I need a room,” she said forcefully. Adam noticed a slight Southern accent as she spoke for the first time.
The stunned clerk took the chip and handed her a metal key, indicating room eight, down the corridor to their right. In a moment they were through the door and into the outer airlock. Entering the room proper, the blonde-haired woman finally released his hand and moved to the control panel. Almost instantly, Adam felt a rush of fresh, oxygen-rich air fill the room; the woman turned and removed her respirator.
Adam removed his as well, but just as he opened his mouth to speak, the woman fell against him and locked her lips on his.
Adam’s eyes rolled back in his head; it was an amazing feeling, the softness and warmth of her lips. It was greater than anything he could remember feeling before. What the hell , he thought as he pulled the woman tighter to his body. We can always talk later!
And with that, the two Humans tumbled onto the bed, shredding clothing as they did so.
Chapter Six
Forty minutes later and drenched in sweat, Adam rose from the crumpled sheets of the bed and made his way into the grooming station. After relieving himself, he took a moment to
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