When Anna woke up on the couch, she was sure that everything had been a dream. However one look into her bedroom proved it all wrong.
There on the bed asleep was the mysterious and wounded alien that she'd smashed into with her car. Getting the alien up to her apartment had been something to behold. Anna dragged her up the stairs like they were a ragdoll, straining with what she was sure was the most effort she'd ever put into anything in her whole life. Truthfully... she had dropped the poor alien more than once and watched in horror as their body tumbled down the steps. Luckily, they had continued breathing and didn't show any signs of injury. Heck, even after taking her car head on, the alien didn't appear to be... well hurt. Maybe they had broken bones or something, but that wasn't something she was prepared to deal with. So when she did get the alien up to her apartment, she tossed them onto her bed and promptly collapsed beside them exhausted. She'd somehow made it to the couch after some time, but that was where the memories ended.
"What am I going to do with you?" Anna questioned the comatose alien, staring at its features and trying to figure out what gender it was.
Probably male. She thought.
It would certainly make sense going by earth standards. There were no breasts, no obvious flaring of the hips. All she saw was muscle, something she normally contributed to boys when there was that much of it. But what the hell did she know? She wasn't an expert on alien anatomy. She would just continue calling it... well an it. And it was certainly different from a normal human. Horns shaped like they belonged to the devil himself. A dangerous looking tail with a spiked tip. Raven colored claws in the shape of talons gracing every finger and toe. Though despite other small differences they were similiar in some ways. Both were bipedal, assuming she saw correctly before showing the alien the front side of her car. Legs, arms, torso seemed to shape the same way. The eyes seemed a little big, despite them being closed, the mouth a tad larger than normal and... oh... they didn't have a nose. Well that was weird to look at. Their hair was something fierce, like more fierce than what they wore back in her mother's days. It was downright intimidating, almost as if it was going to come to life and attack her. Anna shuddered at the thought because for all she knew it would.
Anna spent an hour just looking the alien over and needlessly adjusting the pillow for their head. She was no doctor, she had no idea what she was supposed to do with a comatose being from another planet. Which was why she prayed that the alien would recover on their own while she went to go take a morning shower. Anna went into her dreary little bathroom that had seen better days and climbed into the tub after peeling off her work uniform that she'd fallen asleep in. The heated water was a blessing and she shamefully moaned in exctasy as it hit her body. She couldn't help herself, the water was normally broken and spewed out warm water at best. Perhaps she was recieving a bit of good karma for saving the alien. Surely god was rewarding her for all the effort she went through to pull the heavy being up the stairs to top floor of the apartments where hers was located. Yes, that was surely it.
She conviently forgot that it was she who knocked them out in the first place.
She wrapped herself in a towel after exiting the shower, making her way into her room, briefly forgetting her latest guest. She gripped the towel a little tighter around herself, not really knowing why. The alien was comatose and was an entirely different species, why should she care if her towel accidently fell? Sighing at her own silliness, she went into her little dresser and pulled out some clothes to wear, just a simple t-shirt and jeans. Her mother would kill her if she knew that Anna was still dressing like a boy. What could she say? She didn't find skirts and dresses appealing. That was stuff for princesses, and in what universe would she ever be a princess?
She left into the bathroom to get changed. No, she couldn't get changed in front of the alien. What if it really was a boy?
Despite there being such an exotic guest in her home, Anna didn't really do anything differently as the morning passed. She watched the alien sleep for a bit, then decided to see what was on television. She watched some daytime television, particularly a show about housewives who complained about their husbands and the husbands complained about their wives. It was... so cookie cutter that she couldn't believe it actually existed. But to her everlasting shame, she ended up laughing at the terrible jokes that took place.
"I wish I could just chop him up like an onion." One houswife said.
A scoff by another before, "Yeah, then your ass will be sitting their crying, just like when you chop onions."
Anna was so glad no one was around to see her laugh like a buffoon.
She occasionally got up to check on the alien, not really doing anything besides staring at it and leaving, but she had to do something. Eventually time passed into the afternoon and Anna found herself getting ready for work. She sighed at the thought of another day of cleaning dog shit, but she told herself it was worth it. She got to see Bishop and in the end she was helping animals. With a nod, she grabbed her keys and got ready to leave, but first she would check on her silent friend. Anna peaked a head into her room and saw the alien had not changed in any way since the last time she looked.
"I'm uh... i'm off to work now. If you uh, you know, wake up or anything. The bathroom is right across from here and you're free to raid the refrigerator if you get hungry." She went to close the door, but suddenly stopped as a thought crossed her mind. "Those Hershey in the freezer? They're mine. Don't eat them or else you'll be answering to me, buddy." She glared and closed the door.
It wasn't until she was outside her apartment, locking the door, that she realized she had just had a conversation with a comatose person. God, was she getting lonely or something? She shook her head at the thought before leaving her apartment building. She waved a hello to Mrs. Green who was just going back into her own apartment. Once outside, she walked up to her car and with wide eyes, screamed out the first thing that came to mind.
"What happen to my car?!"
The front was heavily dented, the front window had a giant spiderweb like crack in it. The roof looked as though someone dropped a big rock on it and even her back window had a large crack in it. For a moment she thought someone had something against her. Sure, she didn't live in the best neighborhood, but never had this happened. Had she borrowed money from someone and forgotten? What if this was just a warning? What if they were coming for her next? Oh god, she might have to move and change her name. But then what about her alien friend, what would she-
Oh... right.
Anna groaned in dismay as she remembered the previous night. She pouted as she looked at her car that had been with her through thick and thin. She wondered if she could even legally drive it with it like this. Surely having a cracked front window was against the law. It was one of those things that you should know, yet for some reason the answer escaped her. Groaning once more, she took her phone out of her pocket and checked the time.
"No time to call a cab... not that I could afford it." She said to no one. Feeling bad for what she was about to do, she pulled up her contacts and dialed a number.
There was one ring, then two, then three, then-
"Ugh... hello?" A groggy voice answered.
"Kristoff, don't hang up!" She quickly said.
"Anna? Dude it's my day off. I'm going back to sleep."
Panicking and not wanting him to hang up, she said the first thing she thought of.
"I'm pregnant!" She shouted, startling a passerby who happily offered a congratulations. She offered him a nervous smile before turning back to her car.
At first there was silence, then, "That's uh... wow. Was this like- did you- uh... don't like take any offense but do you know where the father is? I'm just assuming this was a one night stand, I mean you haven't had a boyfriend since highschool." Came the questioning reply.
Anna sighed heavily. "I lied. I just needed you to wake up, this is important." She admitted.
"And feisty-pants strikes again ladies and gentlemen. Once again I have been tricked." He didn't sound happy.
"I'm sorry." She immediately said. "But my car's all messed up and i'm going to miss work. I need a ride."
"You could have just said that instead of the whole pregnant thing." She could hear him rolling his eyes.
"You would have hung up!"
"I'm not that heartless."
"Who told the whole school about me wetting the bed when I was eleven years old?!" She growled.
"Look, do you want me to hang up so I can start getting ready to pick you up, or do you want to argue about something that may or may not have happened nine years ago?"
"It did happen, you... you- you butthead!" Another passerby walked passed, only this one had to stifle her giggles. Anna flushed an embarassing red at the sight.
Kristoff did not hide his chuckle. "Whoa now, watch it before you say something you regret."
"Just come get me!" And then she hung up the phone.
Despite their banter, Kristoff showed up as fast as he could, parking outside of Anna's apartment complex. He whistled as he saw her walk up, though he wasn't paying attention to her.
"What happen to your car? You piss someone off?" He asked seriously.
"Just... got into a little accident is all." She said, witholding the information that she'd not only found what was possibly the only alien to ever visit earth, but that she had ran them over.
"Little accident." He said in disbelief.
Anna got into the passenger's seat and closed the door. "Let's just get to the shelter. My boss already chewed me out over the phone when I told him i'd be running late."
"This humble servant lives to serve." Kristoff bowed as best he could in the driver's seat.
He recieved a slap on the arm for his behavior.
Fifteen minutes later and Anna was waving goodbye to Kristoff, offering one more thanks and even an apology for waking him. He shrugged it off with a simple 'what are friends for', before driving off back to his own apartment to get some more sleep. Anna went inside and said hello to the daytime security guard, Lorenzo, before going about her duties. She managed to avoid her boss as she went about feeding the cats first. One of them, an orange cat with white stripes, reminded her of garfield. He seemed docile, so she stuck a finger into his cage and asked if he wanted some spaghetti.
His answer was to hiss and scratch at her probing finger. She pulled back her cut finger and sucked on the wound, glaring at the evil cat.
Anna did not stick her finger into anymore of the cat cages.
As Anna went into the dog section and fed the hungry beasts, she stopped cold when she got to Bishop's cage, the smile she had ready for him falling away. His cage was empty, though there was a little brown present waiting just for her. She wondered if he had been taken out to be given shots or something, she honestly didn't know how everything worked here despite working here for a little over a year. She shrugged, continuing to go about working before she was caught standing still by her boss. After she finished feeding the dogs, she went up to the front to see Lorenzo behind the counter, having himself a lunch break apparantly as he chowed down on a sandwhich filled with various meats.
"Lorenzo." She got his attention, a piece of turkey stuck to his lip. "Did Bishop get taken out for his shots?" His puzzled look only seemed amplified by the turkey that mercilessly clung onto his bottom lip. "Er... number thirty seven?" She tried. He only licked up the turkey on his lip and blinked at her. She held her hands up, holding her palms horizontally and creating a small space between them. "The little rottweiler."
Recognition dawned on his face. "Ohhh." He nodded. "Got adopted this morning." And with that he went back to his meal.
"Oh... okay." Anna turned and slunk away pitifully.
She knew not to get attached to the animals. The adults had a high risk of being put to sleep because no one would want them and the puppies and kittens were always picked up so fast that it was also pointless to see them as anything more than work. Still, Bishop had warmed up to her so fast, had looked at her with those tiny little puppy eyes and something clicked. She'd wanted him, but her apartment didn't allow pets. For some reason she hoped no one would see the little bundle of cuteness and leave him there forever. But that was a horrible thing to think. That would only lead to him being put to sleep and worst yet he would never know what it was like to run around a house free and to be taken for walks.
She sighed as she got the cleaning supplies and got back to work. It was time to clean the cages.
Anna was finally free from work at nightfall, she didn't bother calling Kristoff simply because she felt bad about waking him up before. The man worked terrible hours and sleep was a luxury for him. She certainly wouldn't ruin the rest of his day off by making him pick her up. So, she waited outside a bus stop and took the rather smelly bus home. She had to walk a few blocks once she'd gotten off, but she'd much rather do this then carry another alien up her apartment stairs.
Anna walked into her apartment and turned on the living room light. She was tired, no doubt. All she wanted was to crash onto her couch and let sleep take over. But, tired as she was, she had not forgotten that she was hosting a guest. She figured they'd be asleep like normal, but she might as well check. So she walked to her room, opened the door, and blinked, confused at the sight.
Her bed was empty.
She only had a split second to recognize the sound of the bathroom door creaking open before she was suddenly assualted. Anna hit the floor, a great weight on her back as two hands held down her arms and a knee dug into her back. She struggled, cried out, afraid that someone had stolen into her apartment. There was the sound of a hiss, almost like a snake but more of a growl. It made her back vibrate and it took her perhaps just a little too long to realize that the sound had come from whomever was holding her down.
"Où suis-je?" A voice, far too rough to be human, the sound like sandpaper against sandpaper. Anna, too afraid, only whimpered in response. "Où suis-je?!" Again the voice called.
Somehow rational thought slipped into Anna's frazzled state and she realized that was another language.
"Réponds-moi, humain!"
Was that... did they say Moi? Wasn't that french? She was being assualted by a frenchman! Never did she think she'd see the day. God, she didn't know any french. What could she say? What did they want?
"Mercy." She begged.
"Merci?" A questioning tone.
"Mercy." She tried again, not realizing that the language barrier had reared its ugly head.
"Que voulez-vous dire, merci? Dis-moi où je suis, Humain!"
All Anna knew was that the voice was getting angrier and that this person on top of her was much stronger than she was. She didn't want to think it, but was she possibly about to be raped? She feebly tried to struggle again, only to feel more force applied to her back. She felt herself choke on her own sobs when she felt something thick press between her cheeks as the person on her back readjusted themselves slightly.
"D-don't do this! I can give you money! I don't have much, but please take it, take anything but that!" Anna knew it was useless, this person could do whatever they wanted, they could easily have their way with her and take whatever they wanted after, including her life.
"Don't... do this..." The voice sounded above her, sounding perplexed.
"Please don't."
One hand came away from Anna's arm. She thought to move, only to recieve a warning growl as she felt the other hand pierce into her arm, sharp nails threatening to draw blood.
Wait... nails?
"Reconnaissez-vous la langue qu'elle parle?" Her capturer spoke.
Anna heard a strange whirring sound before, "Je crois que c'est l'anglais." That definitely didn't sound human, quite stale and... robotic?
Suddenly the hand was back to holding her down completely.
"J-just let me go. You can have anything."
"Ee-ngl-ash?"
It took Anna a second to realize just what was being said. "E-english?" She asked nervously.
"English." They repeated perfectly.
Anna gulped. "Y-yes. English. I speak english."
There was another growl before, "Jek tak, Ee noon say-o la-mun, English."
"Jun Ki" The robot voice responded.
Ok, that definitely wasn't french. Anna didn't even bother trying to move this time, seeing as her capturer still had a vice grip on her arms. She wondered if she should feel flattered that... well that it was so happy to see her. It didn't seem to be making any moves in that direction, instead it seemed to be trying to communicate.
So it was a boy... Anna thought as she had come to realize that it must have been her alien friend that had her held down. Surprisingly, knowing this only made her feel slightly safer in her predicament. Surely she could explain to the alien that she'd saved him and therefore he would go on his merry way, right? Perhaps he would leave her a gift, something highly advanced that Anna could sell and make a fortune off of.
But then the alien moved again.
Anna found out that she didn't know its gender. She figured it out when she felt the thick tube-like thing between her buttocks move and suddenly that tail that looked so dangerous before was now lined up to her throat. She didn't know whether to be happy or not that it turned out to be its tail.
"Human." The alien spoke.
"Y-yes?"
"English... Not much translate. Hard speak it. Tell location."
Anna was afraid to reply, scared that if she answered in the wrong or in a way that upset the alien, that she'd find out what the alien planned on doing with its tail to her neck.
"Words, human!"
"W-wincest street! Terrible name I know, but its actually someone's last name apparantly."
"Location." The alien tried again, this time pressing its tail further into Anna's skin.
"My apartment... In America?"
"Apartment?"
"Um... My nest?" She tried.
The tail was retracted and Anna breathed a sigh of relief. Though she found it wasn't over just yet.
"Human. I question. You tell truth, or die."
Anna never knew that broken English could be so terrifying.
"You want harm for me?"
Anna blinked. "What? No! I saved you!" She left out the part where she ran them over.
"Told persons of me?"
"No. I swear I didn't." And it was the truth, despite how badly she wanted to tell Kristoff, she held it in.
"Jun see Eh?" The alien questioned, though Anna assumed right that it wasn't aimed at her.
"Jun see." The robotic voice appeared again.
Suddenly Anna could move as the weight was lifted off of her. She quickly scrambled to her feet, probably not wise when an alien seemed to think you were a threat, but she couldn't help herself. She rubbed at her back where the alien's knee had driven into her so hard. Oh, what did she do to deserve this?
run over the first alien ever with your car. She thought pitifully.
Anna turned around and came face to face with the alien that had previously been asleep. Well, she figured they were not as injured as she had thought if they were doing all this. Now that they stood in front of one another, Anna could see they were a head taller than her. Their eyes were literally like deep space, colored completely black with little whisps of light painted inside. They were... kinda beautiful actually. Maybe she was weird, but Anna thought she could easily get lost in them for hours.
But then suddenly she wasn't looking at an alien.
Anna watched with bizzare fascination as the alien literally morphed in front of her. It wasn't like looking at the painful transformation of a werewolf, but rather a quick and seemingly painless transition, like a chameleon changing colors. She watched as its skin took on a snow white color, watched as a cute little nose formed, full pink lips formed a thin line, and big, blue, human eyes looked her way. The hair had changed from its velvet color into the colors of... well a shade of blonde she'd never seen naturally. She even watched as curves filled out on its body, perfectly sized breasts and a cute perky butt made themselves known while the waist thinned out in a way to show off the hips even more.
Anna wasn't gay... So why did her heart skip a beat?
The alien, no this woman, that stood before her offered a cold look as they raised a hand to be shaken.
"You may call me Elsa."