Next Chapter. I've dragged Wolf and Chet's eventually joining out long enough...
As the Oomans transported Wolf to yet another part of the facilities, Wolf was starting to wish the Oomans had gassed him into unconsciousness instead of stunning him still. Without his mask it was hard to understand, as he could not translate their words. He'd been to this planet before however, many times, and picked out a few words…
Human…Pheromones…Egg…Female…Creature…Breed…Prefer…
He complimented himself on remembering the last word; he'd only heard it handful of times but this talking of pheromones, breeding and females was beginning to alarm and insult him. Did the Oomans think he was female? His mandibles would've flared in anger, it was pretty damn clear from his anatomy he wasn't a girl and not even the Oomans were that stupid.
"…And how did he react to our Male lion?"
"With extreme hostility. If they electric fence wasn't between them who know what he would've done to the poor guy…"
Blaine raised an eyebrow at this comment, "You shouldn't get attached the test subjects, my friend, especially if you know they're fates beforehand."
"Yes sir…"
"Indeed. So, the creature has a preference for female hosts? Can it Reproduce with males?"
"Yes, but he's most uncooperative."
"That's why we restrain and gas them beforehand," said Blaine matter-of-factly.
"There is one little detail though…"
"And what is that?"
"The male hosts aren't as viable as the female hosts were. The Embryos never developed at all, died before they emerged, were too weak to emerge, or died shortly after emerging."
"What of our lioness?"
"Sasha brought forth multiple Larva."
"And what of them?"
"…"
He glared at his subordinates silence, " Well? What of them?"
"We tried to collect them for you but…we overestimated the larvae. I though they would've been stronger and more resistant-"
Blaine gripped the front of the scientist's shirt and hissed dangerously, " What. Happened. To them."
"W-we killed them on accident sir…" he said in a small voice, turning away from Blaine and shielding his face with a clipboard, but the flimsy piece of wood was nothing to Blaine's wrath. With a heave he slammed the scientist into the opposite wall, the smaller male yelping as he made contact and sliding to the floor. Blaine was on him again in a blink, jerking him to his feet and pinning the whimpering male to the wall,
"Now you listen to me. You will take our biggest lion, and you will try again. You will succeed, or I'll fire you."
"Y-yes s-s-sir!"
"And if even one of those larvae doesn't make it, I will make sure you don't wake up tomorrow morning. Now go."
The scientist broke into a run down the white corridor, stumbling over himself and into others as he did. Blaine headed the gurney wordless, ignoring the terrified stares he received from the others witnessing his attack, leading them deeper into the more clandestine parts of the Facility. Wolf trilled, pleased, now putting having this Ooman's head as a trophy on his list of necessities. The gurney made a right right turn, and once again Wolf relocated. The hunter would've took the gurney over this any day; The Oomans had shackled him into a wall by his arms and legs, two bands of Metal forming and 'X' across his chest and leaving him little room to pull, shake, and buck from the confines. Roaring in frustration a voice reached his senses; Blaine's voice.
"Uncomfortable? Good. You deserve no less for the trouble you've caused."
Wolf roared at the oddly shaped box producing Blaine's voice.
"Save your breath, pet. After observing how your mate breeds, you're going to need it."
A sinister laugh, and Blaine's voice was gone.
Far beyond the stars Wolf message raced, and eventually Arrived on Desert-like planet. From his throne inside his large pyramid lair, a smaller Yautja stood, newly a blooded Warrior. The scars on his tan-yellow hide clearly defined his struggles to get the position as his age and height, and his gray-blue eyes clearly spelled out 'No nonsense'.
He trilled curiously, as the eyes of his Bronze colored mask began to glow of their own accord…
Cocking his head at the thing, he rose, striding over , his head gliding over it before he lifted it from his mount and gently put it on his face…
From inside the mask, a message, hastily typed if the typos were anything to go by, presented to him something so Disturbing he read the message two, three, four times before yanking the mask off his face, walking quickly to the inner sanctum of his dwellings…
Wolf grimaced visibly as jets of clear liquid coated his body, squirming in the metal constraints. Though it shared the look and consistency, this wasn't water. N'dui'se. Musk. They were dousing him in a strong musk, and not just any musk, mating musk… And not just any mating musk…female mating musk. The metal bands crossing his chest limited his movements, so he couldn't jerk around efficiently. Eventually, figuring resistance was going to do nothing but tire him out, Wolf went limp and focused on the what was in front of him.
What the hunter formally thought was a wall began to part like water, and what lay behind it was the last thing he wanted to see…
From the opposite side of the now joined rooms, he was eyed dangerously by Chet. The creature pulled it's lips back in a snarl, exposing it silvery teeth as it started towards him, moving at his leisure upon seeing the Predator Bound and virtually harmless. Wolf growled warningly, and Chet returned the gesture hissingly. As the Alien got closer, no more than twenty feet away it suddenly paused…
…and then it's Posture changed dramatically. It no longer appeared threatening, but rather curious. Chet tucked his large black hands at his sides, recognizing the scent of a female. Slowly, it approached the Predator. Wolf felt dread well up in his chest as he realized the Abomination had smelled the heavy scent of the female musk they easily drowned out his own…
There a brief paused; Contemplation from the Alien…
And then Chet sprang forwards like a wildcat, some it's sharp talons digging into the skin of Wolf's chest while other penetrated the metal band holding him still, Wolf suddenly glad to be Semi-Protected by the retraining device. Opening it's mandibles, then it's jaws, the inner jaws made themselves known, springing forth as fast as the Predalien himself. Wolf was defiant though, guarding his mouth with mandibles, denying the creature entry.
Growling, Chet twisted the claws in the hunter's chest, making wolf Shudder in pain, but his guard didn't drop. The Predalien's own mandibles tangled with Wolf's in a ferocious battle that, one head-butt and a few more bone-crushing strikes from Predalien later, Wolf eventually lost. The slick tongue of the Abomination went to work, forcing its Cargo down Wolf's throat nd backing off right afterwards…
Wolf's head hung, as he felt utterly defeated…
A large smirk spread over Blaine's face, his hands wringing together greedily. He turned to the nearest employee,
"Contain the Bio-mech Creature. Bring our friend to the labs…let's see what the two lover birds produced together…"
