PLEASE READ!
A bring you a gift. No, it is not another chapter. I will have another upload tomorrow but I brought you something a little different today. I've been heavily invested in three other predator fanfics outside of this one. I have not published it, just plotted my story and characters.
*The first is called "My Ooman", a sweet and humorous story.
*The second is one I am not sure whether to make an orginal work or fanfic, I may do both. It is called "Yéé Lôu" or "My Princess". Its got action and adventure with a suggestive hint of romance, kind of one sided really.
*But, the one I bring to you today is called "This is...". Down below is the first chapter of the book and its a romance with some angst in it. It won't be long, probably no more than ten chapters.
*Finally, I have an alien one I plan to work on but that will be discussed more in Substitute Queen, my current alien fanfic.
Please enjoy!
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This is...confusing.
The woman looked around the room, noticing the odd whiteness of it all. People moved around her in white coats, charts in their hands as they mumbled to one another. Currently, the topic of discussion was the woman strapped to the table, her belly protruding.
Soon enough, they added something to her fluid, and pulled out a few needles for blood samples. Then, they left her to sleep in peace.
When said woman woke again, her straps had been undone but everything had begun to fuzz out. Nothing would stay in focus no matter how much she tried. The doctors tried talking to her, not receiving any kind of response except her head lolling around in the bed.
The drugs had too much of an affect on her ability to do anything. They hoped it hadn't affected the child but they wanted her to be calm and not fight them on this. Originally, they believed she had unknown contact with the creature but later discovered she may have had physical contact. Hence, the child had been conceived.
The plan was to have her birth the child and then compensate her for whatever may have happened to her but at the moment, she was still unresponsive. A c-section would not work from the protective shell attached to her inner womb. It protected the child and would most likely dissipate or come out with the child. They didn't want to risk cutting it open and harming the treasure inside.
The doctors left out the drugs, leaving the IV to continue to support her bodily needs. Eventually, they wheeled her out of her room. She sat limply in the chair, still giving no response.
"Ma'am? Ma'am?!" A female doctor squatted in front of her, shaking her leg for attention. The woman's head lolled again, attempting to use her neck muscles to look at her.
"This is bad. We fucked up big time. She won't be able to give birth properly." Another voice came from ner right… Or maybe it was from her left. She couldn't tell but she knew it was male from the deepness of it.
"The drugs should have flushed out but the withdraw will make things problematic. She's an addict to it." The female doctor shook her head sadly and left her line of sight. The chair moved forward again until they entered another white room. This one had a window.
Moonlight shined through the pulled back white curtains. She couldn't cover her eyes from its brightness so she tried to turn away, moaning in pain from the way it hurt her eyes. As if understanding, a hand closed the curtains and moved her into a dark corner of the room.
"Soon, this will all be over." The male smiled at her, looking a little sympathetic towards her. Then, he left.