7. CHAPTER 7

I didn't want to think about what happened or how scared I was when that giant iron-armored alien tossed me inside some bubble and took me onboard their massive ship. Still, this ship didn't look like a beetle at all but almost resembled a pirate ship, with jutting metal appearing like sails.

In the shuttle, I could see the smoky black and shining silver sharp tips and highlights throughout the vessel.

Were these aliens different from the beetle ship ones? I only caught glimpses of the ones who raided the ship, and come to think of it, even their armor was different. The ones who raided had armor as black as their beetle ship; the armor was sharp but also wider at the midsection. These guys wore almost knightly armor with sharp pauldrons and black capes.

Remembering these little details helped restore my sanity. I imagined one day escaping and having to tell the government about these details, so I soaked in everything like a sponge. I felt like I was working and not being captured, with my fate at the mercy of these things.

After getting loaded into a cart and pushed into a room, another came out in a full-body suit, but it was different from the Iron one. It looked like a hazmat suit. They threw me on the medical table and held me down. The pain radiated, and I could see the cuts and bruises in the light as I still struggled, trying to break free!

They opened my legs and pressed a cold metal device near my urethra. They squeezed my balls and inspected my asshole. I felt dirty, and I couldn't stop my body from shaking. Then they strapped me down, injected me with needles, and hooked up a tube connecting to a bag of some sort of clear liquid with something blue. They shot into the tube and kept me there for hours.

I cried and prayed to a god I no longer believed in and swore that if I ever made it back to Earth, I would apologize to my family for just ditching the way I did. Did they even care?

After what seemed like forever, I felt a tingle in my ass, like I was getting turned on, and I glanced down and saw my cock was hard and leaking precum.

I wanted to cover up, but the one overseeing these experiments done to me stared at me, his eyes bugging out like those mad scientists in the movies. I pictured him yelling, "Eureka!"

But I soon smelled a fragrance that was like spiced wine, which caused a small moan to escape my lips. Just what the hell were they doing to me?!

I closed my eyes, thinking of anything that would make my cock go down. Old people, vomit, people shitting and eating it…I think it was working!

Before I could gloat at my so-called victory, the room filled with gas, and I was out like a light.

I came two as these aliens in hazmat suits wheeled me down a smooth hallway. They dropped me off in this fancy room with a large floor bed and left.

The handsome alien who seemed to oversee this ship had freed me, tried to speak to me, then did the most unexpectedly fucked up thing that"s ever happened to me. He just licked my cock outta the blue, put me back inside the bubble, and left!

I couldn't understand a word he spoke, but it seemed like he wanted to rape me. Perhaps my injuries stopped him. Thank goodness for having broken ribs. I looked around at what seemed to be the captain's quarters. It was massive, and black and silver seemed to be the main motif; the only difference was the glowing light from what looked like a fish tank in the walls, which carried many sea creatures I'd never seen.

Like this ship and the tone and the way they spoke, those sea creatures looked just as aggressive as everything else that may have come from their planet. I assumed these things came from their planet, at least.

We also had several large aquariums onboard the Ignis, but none of the fish were eaten. Our meat products were vegetarian or lab-made meats, so I imagine these are here to gaze at, too.

The walls were black with silver highlights that looked like they twisted together black and silver metal in 3D swirling designs. It was elegant and almost made me want to forget where I was. Perhaps this one could be reasoned with on some level?

If only I could speak to him. Was that true, or was that wishful thinking because he had a handsome face or that he turned me on when he licked me?

Oh God, I think I could've been sick in the head. But he looked better than any man on earth I've ever seen; he looked human, and the only thing that gave him away besides his height and the intricate dark spots on his skin was his long, slender, digitigrade legs and pointy elf-like ears. He also had a strange smell, like, I don"t know, like alcohol and dragon"s blood fragrance. I remember when my sister went all pagan and used to wear that stuff around the house.

Why the hell did I come here? Was it worth sneaking onboard the Ignis? Perhaps this was my punishment.

What if the government knew about these aliens the entire time, and we were some offering? You have no idea how often these conspiracies have entered my mind since my capture. I wondered what Earth would do if they found out what happened to us. Will they send help? Did anyone have time to send a signal before they raided the ship?

This was a nightmare scenario if I've ever heard one.

I heard the door open and shifted around in my bubble as if I would somehow find a spot to hide. A woman...at least I thought it was a woman, entered the room carrying a bag. She was slender, and like the other alien, she didn't look that far off from us, but her skin was reptilian and bluish. Her nose was skinny and long with a sharp tip covered in little markings, and her eyes were larger, and her pupils were slit. She had two sets of cleavages as her outfit, a long tunic-like shirt, had designs that barely covered her...four...nipples. Oh God!

Without a word spoken, she snatched me from the bubble in one fast move. Her grip was like an iron vice!

"Hey! Stop! What are you doing!?"

She didn't speak a word, and I couldn't fight back. The large double doors slid open.

In the other room was a large oval tub already filled with water, and near it were several twisted hourglass-shaped bottles with various colorful liquids inside. She dumped a few in the water and sat the brown leather bag at her feet.

"What are you gonna do with me?" I asked with a tremble in my voice.

She tossed me into the tub, and I groaned at the sharp pain that pierced through my body. The brush she ran over my body left small welts. Once finished, she entered her bag and poured a clear solution into a cup. Grabbing my face and forcing my mouth open, she rammed the bitter liquid into my mouth and massaged my throat.

Crying out at the sharp pain in my throat, I couldn't make a sound, which only sent me into a panic, making me want to cry out even more. I didn't have time to sit there stewing in confusion and anger in the warm, fruity-smelling liquid.

She ripped me out of the water and placed me in a chair. She grabbed my hair into a ball and pushed my head down, and before I could protest, something shot through the back of my head! The pain was dull and already pulsing but felt more like a migraine.

"What was that?!"

She tossed me onto the bed; by this point, I had enough! Being the passive victim was not in my nature at all, and it wouldn't start now. I fought through the pain and embarrassment of being nude and stood up, ready to punch this fucking thing right in its face.

"What the hell do you want from me?! Huh!? You bitch!"

"I don't want anything from you." Came the unexpected reply.

"Wait, what?!" I placed my hand over my mouth in shock. "Oh my God! I can understand you! Do you speak English? How?"

"No, you are speaking this English. I am speaking my dialect from the Jira Mountains. It seems the implant in your throat and head are working as intended." She tapped on what looked like a tablet. "You should experience some discomfort in the throat and the back of your head for a few days. This is normal, and you've been cleaned in a sanitizing solution just as much for your sake as ours, for the scans aren't picking up any signs of illness. This is good because we won't know how to treat you if you get sick."

"What did you do? Are you going to kill me?"

"No, if you died, I wouldn't be the one to do it. Besides, having an alien take to the translator and resemble them more is a prize they wouldn't eradicate so easily, so relax. You're better off than most new aliens they encounter."

"New aliens? We're not the first they've done this to?"

"Let me guess. You feel victimized, as you should be. But wouldn't your kind do the same to a new alien crossing their borders?"

"Never! We would try to understand it, maybe talk to it! You have no idea how long we searched for life beyond ourselves!" I spat angrily but couldn't tell why. I suppose I felt insulted.

"It must be nice to live so peacefully then," she shrugged. "But you're not at home anymore. You're here, and we do things differently. You are now the property of His Royal Highness Prince Lorvian."

"I'm nobody's property, and I can't stay here!"

"The only chance you have at saving yourself and your species is to produce a child for the prince or find a female of your species who can. Otherwise, you will find yourselves enslaved like every other incompatible species."

"What?! I can"t have a baby! I"m a man!"

"Hmph, from what I"ve heard, you"re an omega, so you should be able to breed just fine."

"Omega?! What the hell are you talking about? I"m no omega. I don"t even know what that is."

She sighed. "My kind aren"t naturally omegas either so I sympathize with you, having your body altered in such a way must come with such a shock. So, let me explain your predicament. Daruuk, a Travol prince who turned rebel fighter and now slaver, attacked your vessel. You were taken to his slave colony on the moon of Qzai and held prisoner until Prince Lorvian, your savior and new captor, raided the compound. You were brought here and experimented on, just like they had done to my kind when they discovered us a hundred years ago."

"W—What did they do to me?"

"Their race, the Valisians, is dying, and they will do whatever they can to save themselves—even if it means bestowing the abilities of their kind onto other species."

"They put some stuff in me? So I can have a baby?" I pictured a baby coming out with dog legs and almost vomited in my mouth...if I had eaten anything in the last few hours or days. "Bullshit!" I yelled. "I'm not having a baby. I'm not having anybody's baby! So you can tell him he's mistaken if he thinks I'm giving birth to anything!"

"The injections did not place a baby in you, but to alter your that could turn you into either an omega or an alpha. Their species is dying out because of a terrible virus. The Valisian government has been very tight-lipped about it. Not even most of their kind know this, but I believe the Virus was created in a lab rather it being anything natural. Perhaps one of us lesser races proved it wasn"t so inferior after all." She smiled with delight.

"This can"t be happening…"

She walked to the door, opened it, and wheeled in a small clothing rack. "See if anything fits and try to behave yourself. The doctor will be in to check on your injuries.

This was the first time I felt like I had any hope here. She understood me and I understood her, which meant I could understand that man, but I also wondered if that was some exploding chip in my head. Okay, calm down.

I went to the rack and picked out something that looked comfortable: a lengthy, loose-fitting black and silver tunic. I felt embarrassed cause I had no underwear on, and the pants they had in here were way too big for me.

The door slid open, and the same hazmat suit-wearing bastard came inside. I ran to the bed and crossed it in some strange instinctual way of protecting myself.

"I know you can understand me now. This is wonderful." He said. His voice sounded almost weasel-like, and his heavy breathing freaked me out.

"Are you the doctor?"

"If you don't run, I can help you with your broken bones."

I relaxed somewhat and allowed him to lift my tunic; so much for not being naked. He raised my arm where the bruising was at its worst. I felt a small, sharp pain, and he withdrew.

"The meds should dull the pain significantly and promote faster healing. You may feel better soon."