Chapter 10:A new beginning
I woke up, and saw Xander hold me in a hug while she rubbed my back. We were both in a bed, somewhere.
"You're awake! I was so scared about you! Oh thank the spirits you're alive!" Xander said.
"Where are we? What happened?" I said. I noticed I was just in my underwear, with my clothes nowhere in sight. "And why am I semi-naked?!" I said in shock.
"It's ok, you're clothes are outside drying. After the 'operation,' we ran in search of a getaway, and managed to find a soldier we captured back there, Dante threatened him to arming a nuke that we found, and got into the closest vehicle, which was another Humvee. We almost didn't make it away in time, and as soon as we drove back into Indianapolis, we ran out fuel, and just ran for the closest building, which was this. You didn't wake up for the longest time, and I feared you would never wake up, it's been over 24 hours since the 'operation.' Why did you say you were going to kill me before you passed out?" She said. It all came flooding back, the agony, the quick flashes I saw when I was in and out of consciousness, all of it. Then the worst thing I saw the entire time after the surgery as well.
"Because we could've avoided the entire me suffering in agony ordeal. There was anesthetic in the room, a sort of drug that makes it so I don't feel a thing and knocks me out so I don't see it going on at all. It was literally 5 feet away from you, and I saw it right after you finished..." I said.
"Sorry... I didn't see it either, and I was in such a panic and fearful state of what would happen if I didn't help you right then and there, you would die." Xander said.
"You were scared? I nearly soiled myself when I realized I had to be cut open. You don't know agony until you've been through what I have." I said.
"It was tough to do, I felt your agony through the link, and heard your pleas for help and begs for me to quit. I don't know how I continued it at all." She said. I just snuggled up to her, to which she purred to, as I remembered every single second of the agony of being dissected, me crying at my mothers dead body, my home blowing up 2 years ago, along with my parents, having to kill all those people, and then, something clicked. Two things happened that day, I had a mental breakdown, with me crying into Xander's shoulder going "Oh God what have I done." as she just hugged and comforted me, rubbing my back, and saying how she was here for me and it was ok now.
The other thing that had happened that day after I recovered from my mental breakdown that lasted an hour, was that I felt an urge to just not run anymore, no matter what happened. I felt like we needed to be the beginning of the new age, an age where, everybody isn't doing unspeakable things to get some form of food, water, and safety from the horrors of the outside world. A new age where, you don't have to worry about your allies turning into your enemies seconds later. I felt that today, we needed to start taking back our country, and one day our planet, from the clawed hands that were the Yautja, by either killing them all, or possibly even getting a treaty of peace or something along those lines. I felt that we could potentially start making allies with other hives, start making it easier for others to survive, both Human and Xeno and make it so they could all come here to seek refuge. Sure I was just some teenager who has quite literally been through hell and back, but I was confident that this would work. As long as Xander was with me, and we had Dante and Sophia, along with their Xeno mates, we would be fine.
Apparently, we were in a gigantic and luxurious apartment, at the top floor of the 25 floor building. Xander had washed my clothes, and set them out to dry, as they were covered in blood, mine and others. We also had managed to find an old two-way radio in the basement, along with a dusty generator so this could possibly happen if we did this right. I started the generator, and thank God it had some fuel in it, and started to fiddle with the radio. I set it to broadcast and set the channel to 92.9 FM.
"To any survivors out there, my name is Logan Cox, and I have small community here in Indianapolis, Indiana, if you wish to seek refuge, come here, if you wish to seek food, water, and safety, come here. All we ask for, is that you help us and pull your weight. I also have some information that I will not broadcast in fear of us being attacked, but if you come here I will personally tell you the info. I also have another piece of information that I will share, Xenomorphs, those black, slender creatures that use us for breeding purposes, are mostly friendly. I know what your thinking, I'm fucking insane, and you'd be right to assume that, I would too. Xander, show them your friendly." I said. She gave a his into the mic. "That was her everyone, a Xenomorph, and you could say that could've been a snake or something, and you know what? It could have very well been a snake, you can choose to believe me though, and come here, or you could search for another safe haven out there, and not believe me. I don't care to be honest, as long as you don't attack us..." I talked and talked about how we are friendly, we are looking to start something here, and how most Xenomorphs are indeed friendly, and then set the broadcast to repeat itself on the channel. And it worked. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, then years. We had gotten people from everywhere, more survivors than I ever thought there would be left, and they all came here in search of safety and a new life, and that's what they got. I informed everyone about the military, the Yautja, the Xenomorphs, all of it, everything I knew, they knew. We had gotten teachers, farmers, construction workers, police officers, doctors, everything, and we gave them all a roof over their heads, a hot plate of food, and nice bottle of water, and they all gladly accepted. We had gotten Xenomorphs here as well, some with people, some on their own, coming here in search of safety from other Xenomorphs and people and just couldn't accept humans and Xenomorphs coexisting. Many had taken up jobs that were either dangerous for humans to do, such as being an officer or a patrol unit, scavenger for supplies and such, and many others took up jobs that helped humans and their own kind, like being a doctor or a nurse and such. The life-jelly was something that ended up being a thing that was in every medical box around in the event of an injury. Though some people still needed to be treated for serious wounds that not even the life-jelly could immediately fix, wounds that I endured, but instead of these people having to grit their teeth and deal with it, they actually were taken to a hospital to rest and heal properly, with the life-jelly speeding up the process. We had gotten attacked before, by either raiders that were human, or just Yautja. There were no casualties in all of our battles. The life-jelly was a very special thing that was never abused, it helped heal those who had life threatening injuries, it helped those with sicknesses that could only be treated before, like cancer and such, but can now be fixed with a simple jab to the arm with the miracle drug. Xenomorphs were happy to help us, as they felt that they had to owe something to society from what their kind did. We had set up some mental health hospital like areas, where people who were broken, basically got fixed. It wasn't with a bottle of happy pills, but with talking. Many came traumatized from having to kill their kids or spouse as they got impregnated with a Xenomorph egg, and vice versa. Xander was one of those people that helped people with these types of mental injuries, and she was a perfect person for the job it seemed, while I was a guard. We had all made a life here though, where we coexisted, and everything was fine. We had also been able to make use of the Yautja technology and such, so we were capable of travel throughout the country and world fairly easily. We found out quickly that we weren't the only ones who had taken back a part of the world. It has been 20 years since the beginning of all of this, I was now 33 years old, still working as a guard here and as one of the members of the council, which was made up of me, Xander, Dante, Val, Sophia, and Zanta. We were a democracy. I was walking past a sort of time-line that was engraved into the wall of a hall. It was like a hall of famous people or something like that, but instead, it was just a time-line of what has happened ever since the beginning of the attack.
July 1st, 2016: The Attack happens, leaving billions wounded, alone, and scared.
July 4th, 2016: Detroit, Michigan is nuked, nearly killing one of the men that made this city.
September 12th, 2018: Logan Cox, one of the people that made this city, was kidnapped, along with his mate, Xander, setting forth the events that led to this city.
September 15th, 2018: Logan Cox and Xander return to their hive, only to see it has been destroyed, and the queen has been killed.
September 16th, 2018: Logan Cox, Dante Fisher, Sophia Thompson, Xander, Zanta, and Val begin the rebuilding process of New Indianapolis.
April 8th, 2022: The survivors of New Indianapolis has made contact with London, England, and found out that they are taking back London as well, we help and succeed in taking it back.
2022-2036: Have made contact with London, England. Moscow, Russia. New Vegas, Nevada. Tokyo, Japan. Current amount of cities that are alive: 5
Seeing the story of how it all happened, made me feel proud in a way, throughout all the hardship and suffering we endured, we came out and managed to survive. We all went through hell and high water, but we came out in the end, still fighting to take back our planet, and we slowly were succeeding in doing that. I walked home to see Xander cooking dinner. She had learned how to cook food, and after a few cases of me puking up under or overcooked food, she was pretty good at it. She began to like cooked food a bit more than raw meat. She was making spaghetti and meatballs by the smell of it. Probably with some garlic bread too... it smelled really good. I took my shoes off, took off my coat, as it was raining outside, and put my gun away. It was .356 magnum, and man does it pack a kick. I saw Xander setting up plates of food at the table and walked towards her.
"Hey Xander. I'm home." I said as I gave her a hug, to which she purred at.
"Hey Logan, perfect timing. I just got the food ready." Xander said. We ate and talked about our day. We had gone from surviving and kicking ass to living a simple life now, the universe is weird. We always were tempted to go out and scavenge again just for the thrill, but then we thought back to everything that happened before we took back this city, and decided against it. After eating, I took a shower, but was surprised to see Xander enter the bathroom while I was showering.
"Ah! Xander! I'm taking a shower and naked!" I yelled in surprise. She didn't care.
"So? It's just your body, nothing to be ashamed of." She said as she entered the shower.
"I know... but still, it just feels weird, plus you have to remember, we don't have all of that built in armor like you do, we feel vulnerable when we are naked, and even more so when there is someone with razor sharp claws that could eviscerate me in a second..." I said.
"I wonder who that person is." She said mockingly. "And it's not like I'm gonna hurt you or anything." Xander added. She stayed in the shower with me, cleaning herself off too. She scrubbed my back while we showered, then it turned into a massage, then it turned into me scrubbing her back, then massaging her dorsal tubes, then us making out in the warm shower. We got out the shower, dried off, and we walked to our bedroom, with me still naked. She carried me as we made out, she didn't mind it, she never did. She set me down on the bed, and started to stroke me, rubbing me with a gentle touch. After a few minutes of her touching me with gentle hands, I got up eyed a glistening black slit at her midsection. It had a sort of green glow to it. I leaned in and she grabbed my head gently and encouraged me to do it. I leaned in further and began to eat her out. She tasted really sweet, and she loved what I was doing, as she squirmed and seemed to want to just shove my head in there, but held back as I teased her with gentle licks. After a while of her walls massaging and clenching around my tongue, I felt her walls squeeze in one final motion, and she came all over my face and chest, covering me in her sweet lubricant. She was panting, still recovering from what had just happened. I got up off my knees, and she pushed me down on the bed again, and crawled above my member. Her mouth was right above it, and I feared her mouth going near there, as her rows of sharp teeth would shred it in seconds if she wasn't careful.
"Wait, the teeth!" I said, my voice raising a tad in panic.
"I'll be careful, trust me." Xander said as she lowered her head down, and let her secondary mouth exit and encompass my love tool. It felt amazing and extremely tight as she lowered her head down further until I couldn't even see her second mouth. As she sucked me off, I felt the oncoming climax approaching quickly.
"Xander I'm about to climax." I said between moans. She stopped as I said this and gave a lustful look at me.
"Well we can't have that now can we?" She teased as she got beside me and under the covers. She had to lay on her side because she couldn't lay on her dorsal tubes. I lined my hips up with hers, and looked her in the eye, or where they would be.
"Are you ready?" I said. She gave a nod. I slowly inserted my throbbing member into her, feeling little resistance as I did. I was surprised when I fully sheathed myself in, but yet, I didn't feel her hymen that human women had, I guess she didn't have one, and I didn't have to worry about her bleeding on me, thank God. She got on top of me and took control of the rest, obviously eager to continue our act. She raised herself up and down on me, both us moaning in pleasure as she began to pick up the pace. It was pure pleasure as she did this. I was pushing up as well, getting a rhythm and maximizing the wonderful feeling. I was feeling the climax approach again, and I think Xander was about to come as well, as rhythm had gone away and had now turned into erratic thrusts. "I'm about to come, do you want me to pu-" She covered my mouth with her hand as she continued to thrust.
"Don't, I want you to feel the joy of climaxing as well." She said calmly mentally, but out loud, she was making a series of hisses, moans, and even purrs. The pleasure doubled over as I felt her link our minds together completely, and I felt everything she felt, and vice versa. It was pure ecstasy. I felt her come, covering me even more in her juices, followed by me climaxing as well, our fluids mixing together. She collapsed onto me out of exhaustion, and I just let her as I too was exhausted. "I love you my mate." Xander said.
"I love you as well." I said as well before we passed out, still in each others embrace.
My dreams were filled of memories of what had happened after we decided to retake this city. One took place when I was 23, 10 years after the attack.
"Logan, someone has been wanting to speak to you." I heard Dante say. "He says he knows you." Dante was a messenger, a person who delivered information to doctors that their was patient coming in soon, guards and officers that we were being attacked and such.
"He knows me? Where is he?" I said. Dante led me to the front gates where a man in ragged clothing was standing outside the safety of our gates. He was filthy and unarmed, but he stood his ground and watched as I walked out towards him. "I'm Logan, who are you?" I said, feeling that I have indeed met this person somewhere.
"Daniel Roberts." He simply said. He was the man that had kidnapped 8 years ago. I felt the urge to sock him in the mouth for doing so, but I just stood there, calm as ever. "I realize that you may want to kill me for what had happened those many years ago, and you have every right to do just that, but I've come to apologize for everything that happened." Daniel had explained everything, he explained why he did what he did, how he got here, all of it. (None of which I will mention until I rewrite Loneliness. Mwahahaha!) It made sense for the most part, and I forgave him completely in the end. I offered him a place here, but he said no. "Thanks but no, I'm going to keep on moving on, but I'll tell anyone I meet about this place." He said. And with that he left with some food and weapons we gave him.
Another memory was of me when I was much younger, I was around 18 in this memory, only 5 years after the attack.
I was in a building, on a stand in front of many people who came here, wanting answers to their questions like what they do, where they go, and if what I said on the radio was true, about the Xenomorphs. I told them all to go and follow the signs that would take them to get some new clothes, or wash them at least, where to go get food and water, and where they would go to live. Then I told them about the Xenomorphs.
"Now, what I said on the radio about the Xenos is true. In fact, I'll prove it." I said. "Xander come in please." The door on my left opened up and a tall, slender, black figure came into the room. Everyone began to scream and run to the door, they were stopped by me shooting my pistol in the air however. They all turned around and looked at me. "Listen to me, this is my wife, Xander. She is as you can see, a Xenomorph. She is friendly, as are many others of her kind so long as you don't attack them or the ones they love." I said. Everyone filled the room with questions, and I answered them all, and after a while, they seemed completely calm with the aspect of Xander being in the room. I told everyone that if they do not like Xenomorphs or just can't accept that they are friendly, they could leave if they wanted to. No one did though. Everyone was scared at first, but they quickly got used to it, many people did.
Life here in New Indianapolis was fairly peaceful, no one killed each other, no one robbed each other, hell, I was terrified that we would get attacked by people who just though of Xenomorphs as animals and such, but none of that happened. We all lived in peace, coexisting, and living instead of just getting by. I would love to say that we had a happily ever after and such, but we sort of didn't. In the end, the human race was at around 1 billion people, instead of around 7 to 8 billion people. Many animals had gone extinct, and many people had gone through unspeakable things. But at the same time, we sort of did have a happily ever after, because as the years went by, we were able to live in harmony with Xenomorphs, we were able to drive the Yautja away in the end, we were able to adapt to the Yautja technology left on Earth and was capable of relatively easy travel, both on Earth and in space. Colonies were formed on other planets far away while Earth had been fully taken back, every Xenomorph and Human on the planet lived in harmony, as well as on other colonies and space stations throughout the universe. The Human race had gotten up in the end after we got knocked on our asses, and bit back... and won. Xander and I died many years later, along with Sophia and her mate, and same with Dante and his mate, but our legacy lived on, stories of how we, along with many other people had formed the first cities after the attack. Stories of how we had gone through hell, but in the end, we still fought tooth and nail. Stories that inspired people for decades, no, centuries to come. So in the end, I guess you could say that we did have a happy ending. The age-old question of 'Are we alone?' was answered with a no, and even though with that answer came with the near extinction of the Human race, we persevered no matter what, and got our way in the end. We met other races along the way, all of them peaceful amazingly. Other than the occasional Yautja ship in space that had attacked us occasionally, peacefulness and bliss were the only things going on in the universe, no suffering or anguish, none of that.
Just pure peace and happiness all around.
Holy shit I cried making this, I swear, I put all my heart and soul into this, and the epic music playing in the background currently is just making this all the better. I hope to all of those who read this liked this story. I felt like it was a great story, and instead of me feeling like the lemon in this story was shitty like I did with Loneliness, I tested my writing skills and patience to think it through, and I felt it came out fairly okay. I'm going to go take a well deserved break now, as I just wrote this and the previous chapter all in one sitting. It took around 7 hours to make them, but it was worth it. I plan on updating this chapter with more information as we learn about how Daniel got to New Indianapolis, how Dante survived and how Sophia survived and such. Point out any flaws, plot holes, or just questions about this story that I never answered and I will gladly answer you personally and update this chapter so everyone else also knows. And to be honest, I may make a part three, but it would likely be set in the future with different characters. I dunno, let me know if I should continue this or leave it as it is and let your imagination think of how this would continue. Thank you all for following and favoriting my story and amateur writing at best. Goodbye for now everyone.
Is this the beginning or the ending? Or is it both... -TMUW
The road to Hell is paved with good intentions, of those are made with the bodies... of my enemies. -TMUW
Peace