Welcome to the first episode of...
Chilled Heart
By, Sonsasu
Chapter One
...Wake up call...
…Slowly, I became aware of myself, lying upon something hard and warm… It almost felt like steel wrapped in a very soft inner tube, resting beneath my cheek, there was also a steady throb that created vibrations directly under my right hand. Taking a deep breath through my nose I frowned, a strange scent, smelling faintly of a ripe pear and some kind of musky odor, teased my nostrils. There was nothing highly unpleasant about this odd predicament, but the more I thought about it, the more concerned I became…
Curling all my fingers, I repeatedly flexed the joints to ease their annoying stiffness.
Seconds slid by, and the ever present curiosity got the better of me.
Easing my left hand upward, my chilled fingers grazed something that felt like…squishy silky rubber. I continued to play with the material, sorting through memories of textures to try to find what this sensation is. There was only one way to find out what I was lying on and playing with...
Lifting my head, and opening dual eyes of blue and yellow, I had to blink away the blurry edges from my vision. There was a dull ache at the base of my skull, reminding me of the Halter injected into the center of my neck by Father.
Closing my eyes tightly, I pressed my face down onto the warm steel like surface, simply enjoying the silence, and warmth radiating from it. However, I became aware of yet another thing or I should say things… The first of these realizations were, two tree-trunk sized arms wrapped around my waist, holding me solidly down, sprawled out on a massive chest… The second of these realizations were…and by far the worst, every scrap of clothing I had was missing…
Lifting my head slowly, I pried both eyes open, and peered up at my still sleeping capture… I am laying on a fully-grown, sleeping Predator…a Yautja…a Hish-qu-Ten…for God sakes! Even though I am not fully certain how I managed to get in this position, there is no way I am willingly staying here until the nine-foot giant wakes up.
Placing my hands carefully on the broad chest, I did something like a push-up, and on a small whim, I glanced over my shoulder. Relief flooded my mind and body, as I found the oversized alien still had his loincloth on. However, this was all he had to cover his being; if he lost that thing he would be, just as naked as I am…
As delicately as I could, I started to scoot forward, inching out from under the heavy arms. At about mid thigh, his arms tightened ever so slightly, but it was more then enough to make me pause all movement. I had braced my hands on his massive shoulders to help steady myself, and much to my embarrassment, my rather…plump chest, was hovering just a few inches from his pulled up mandibles…
Thankfully, he relaxed once again, and I continued to pull further out from beneath his arms. Finally, free I now sat upon the Predator's chest, just below his collarbone…
"What I would not give for a bra…or panties, they wouldn't even have to match…"
Easing one leg to rest on the bed, I removed my hands from the Yautja's shoulders and braced them firmly onto the red coverings. Then, I lifted my other leg, and like a worm I half crawled, half wiggled to my freedom.
Luckily, the Predator only clicked once and rolled on his side, facing me, but still asleep… Letting out a shaky breath I did not know I had been holding, I backed away on all fours. Biting my lip the entire track backwards, I suddenly felt my right leg dangling in empty air. For a second my brain did not register the information, that it was nothing more then the edge and not some high cliff behind me.
Taking my eyes off the Yautja, I glanced over my shoulder, and smiled faintly. Looking back to the sleeping alien, I shimmied backwards until my knees encountered the springy edge, thinking the distance would be like a human's bed I let myself drop down.
Not only did I misjudge the height, but also I landed flat on my butt, with a solid smack! Sucking in a deep breath, I clamped both hands over my mouth, to hold back the shrill moan that threatened to escape. Like a little kid who just got a spanking, I wiggled on the cool fog covered floor, my eyes watering from the painful stinging.
I dislodged my now sweaty hands from my lips, and rose to my knees, unfortunately, I had to rise a little higher in order to peek over the bed. Still soundly asleep, I took a few seconds to peer at him.
The Predator's skin reminded me of freshly ground cinnamon with multiple black sized dots, but down his chest and along his stomach, all the way to the insides of his inner thighs, was snow white. I felt the heat of a blush spread along my face as I ogled the perfectly toned muscles, rippling everywhere on his gigantic body. I found it almost to be a pity that I had to leave…almost.
Rising from my crouched position, I suppressed a throaty groan as my knees and butt let me know how much I had just abused them. Looking around, I arched an eyebrow when my gaze settled half way a crossed the room on his trophy wall… More skulls then I could possibly count hung along the wall, ranging from the smallest mouse like skulls, to the size of a humpback whale and larger… I grimaced as my dual colored eyes met the empty black sockets of hundreds of…human skulls hanging separately.
"Well someone has been a busy little beaver…"
Licking my lips nervously, I dragged my eyes away from the impressive skills of the Hunter and started to look for a door… In less then a few seconds, my sharp gaze found something that looked like a door with a glowing orange outline, and one humongous hand panel next to it. Resisting the urge to run over to the door, I glanced once more at the sleeping Yautja, and simply settled for sneaking like a thief.
"Okay…almost there…almost there…no running…slowly…slowly…here!"
Pressing my hands flat against the door, I took a few giddy breaths to still my rapidly beating heart, soon I will have freedom…or at least something close to it, I hope… Running shaky fingers over the strange metal panel, I bit down on my lower lip in frustration; shaped just like a Predator's hand, mine would not fit…
"Where do you think you're going little Ooman…?"
Two powerful hands wrapped around my waist, and I could feel remarkably hot breath on the nape of my neck…
Yeah…I think my heart just skipped a beat…this is so not my day…
To be continued…
Tune into the next episode of...
Chilled Heart!
Disclaimer-I do not own Predator
© 2007-I own my main character and the plot
Hope you liked this new story, I need to work on my first person POVs
This is going to be linked into Say Hello!
R&R please
Hey to those who read this, would you like to come up with a name for the Yautja?
I've been considering a few of them, but I'd like to hear what you have to say.
Should you come up with a name and I use it, I'll put your name in the claimer to make sure people know who came up with it and that you own it.