AN: Before we get started on this next story, I have to do a disclaimer. I do not own Aliens or Predator. I only own my OCs and the story that I create.
To those who followed my previous story, this one is already twice it's size at 1172 words! WOO!
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Without further adieu, onto Allison's (Alice for short) story!
Alice sighed quietly as she stared out of her cage, one arm wrapped partially around her legs to retain some form of coverage. It was unbelievably hot, and there was a thick haze over this section of the 'exotic' pet area. The young woman ignored most of the sounds- particularly the sounds of other humans- and tried her best to cool off in the shade that the tarp provided. It wasn't like she could take off any more layers; the predators stripped her of everything when she got placed on the market.
In the beginning, they tried to throw her in with a bunch of guys… it didn't end well for the guys. After a few more failed attempts (they really should've just put her with the other girls) they eventually gave her a little prison of her own. Not the best situation either way, but better than before.
It didn't take long for Alice to figure out why they kept throwing her in with males - they intended on breeding her. When she connected the dots, (she didn't have her own cage by this point), she fought even harder. Now a hop, jump, and a skip later, here she is.
A loud banging jolted her from her thoughts, and she directed an irritated glare up at the keeper of this section. The peg-legged pred offered his own version of a sneer down at her before directing his attention to what appeared to be a buyer. Alice offered one of her own as well, lifting her lip to bare her teeth. She found it was the easiest way to tell someone to fuck off.
He was a nasty baby shit yellow, with varying shades of shitty yellow across his arms, face, and stomach. His eyes were pretty nasty too, and not in a good way. They too were a gross yellow. Everything about him was shitty yellow.
He was in charge of one of the many shop stands in the bazaar area that offered 'pets' to the general population of this hot, humid planet. Loud sounds of creatures calling out, and the clicking, roaring, and growling language of the preds filled her ears.
Alice watched a female pred, dressed in simple but elaborate armor, speak to pegleg. She ignored their conversation for the most part until something less than ideal happened. Her stomach sank with a sense of dread when the amazonian gestured towards her cage, and transfer over a large amount of currency.
He'stbi strode through the bazaar with her head held high, her eyes searching the various stands and what the sellers were trying to swindle. She was to find a healthy specimen for a live experiment and study. Bakuub already had his ooman, picked up as a suckling and raised to adulthood on the warrior code. That was the first part, and finished with exceptional results. Now, to find a feral ooman and see if it could adapt to conform with the other of its' species, or if the trained one would change for the newcomer. This was a very controversial experiment, since it was taking pyode-amedha and teaching them the ways of the Yautja. Many hunters wished to deem the scientists, and He'stbi, as Bad Bloods. Criminals. Only the higher ranking Yautja of the society were aware of what they were doing, but rumors still spread and suspicions grew.
He'stbi approached a stand that had a crippled yautja manning it. She barely withheld a growl. He was a coward, a disgrace. Instead of dying with honor, he fled. Cadteb. A specialist in obtaining oomans, be it through legal terms or not. She lifted a mandible in disgust at his purr.
"Cut the flattery. I'm here for an ooman, and you have some." She snapped. His purr cut off, and was instead replaced with a quiet growl.
"Of course." He rumbled out, his voice harsh and unpleasant. "What is it you're looking for? I have males, females, and ones carrying sucklings." He waved a hand at each as he spoke, making the ones behind the bars shrink away on the far ends of the cages. Just He'stbi standing there made them reek with fear. She lifted her chin to tell him that none of the creatures were worth it when she spotted one tucked away behind the table. The metal rings on her dreads clinked together as she tilted her head.
"What of that one?" She watched as Cabteb looked down at the cage and smack it harshly, startling the ooman inside. However, instead of crying out and backing into a corner out of fear, the ooman instead directed its' own version of a glare at Cabteb and even bared its' teeth. Interesting... He sneered down at the confrontational female before redirecting his attention to He'stbi.
"This one? She's too feral! Extremely violent, flighty, and albino to boot. She's an abomination. We tried to breed her to some of the males, but she mauled each of them." Cabteb sneered out, confident he would convince He'stbi to buy a different one. However, she clicked her mandibles in regard to the feisty ooman. She waved her hand at the cage, almost dismissively, and reached over to her wrist gauntlet. The red letters flashed a confirmation of the transaction, then the letters were replaced with numbers.
He'stbi trilled at Cabteb's reaction, his mandibles hanging loose and his nasty eyes wide at the amount of credits. Her dreads' rings clicked once more as she shifted her weight to one hip, and placed a hand on the other. "Is there a certain way you go about the next part? If she is truly as feral as you claim, the usual means of transportation will not work." She once again regarded her new 'pet'. Pet wasn't really the proper term, but it's what she had technically bought. Cabteb shook himself from his shock - much to He'stbi's amusement and disgust- and he reached down next to him to procure a strange looking metal stick.
"For this ooman I have a special tool I've just been waiting to try…" He chuckled darkly and promptly jabbed the needle into the albino ooman's shoulder. This time, he did get a vocal reaction as the female reached to where he jabbed her. The albino spewed curses at him, quite eloquently to He'stbi's surprise, before swaying and collapsing to the bottom of her cage.
He'stbi opened the cage and wrapped the ooman up in one of the spare swaths of fabric Cabteb had laying around, and hoisted the female up under one arm. She directed a glare at Cabteb, who merely shrugged and leaned back in his seat with his mandibles lifted in a twisted smirk.
He'stbi swiftly strode away from the vile male and proceeded to make her way back to the lab. Now, the fun part. Otherwise known as 'listen to the ooman scream and curse for days on end'. The tall hunter let out a quiet sigh. The next several days were going to be rather long...