Chapter 2: Deadly Plan

WARNING: Rated MA for intense and graphic sexual content. Viewer discretion is advised. Read at your own risk!

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[Unknown POV]

A lone man stands near an open window, idly watching down below as the 'patients' are gathered in line for their usual pickup of medicine. All he could hear were the multiple moans and grunts that mixed together, creating an echoing sound that didn't seem to belong to any human at all. The man moves his sight from below to see the entire facility stretching to the farthest corners of the encased dome that sits in the middle of a deserted jungle. For him, it was an ideal place to use since it not only hides the company and its 'experimentations' that is conducted within its walls but also a great place to attach certain beings to this place that are attracted to warm, humid environments.

But after many years, the man waited for that opportunity to arise but nothing came. Not even a sign of their presence. It was only out of sheer luck did they finally get reports of missing people who were attacked by black creatures or xenomorphs as he calls them. Another great surprise is that several more reports came in, indicating the presence of another creature that the man has so waited for. He tried to send his best men to capture one but they had fled before there was a chance. But he was lucky for they got the second best thing: a human female that has connections to them and even something more from the reports.

He was taken from his thoughts when an unexpected knock is heard from the closed door behind him. He closes his eyes and sighs, knowing that he has to deal with this when he just wanted to be left alone.

"Come on in."

At his command, the door creaks open and footsteps could be heard coming closer. The man takes a single, deep breath as he turns around. He opens his eyes to see Sergeant Wilson coming in, stopping just in front of his desk and waiting. The man walks from his spot by the window and to his desk that sits just by where he was. He grabs the chair and pulls it out enough so that he can sit down, scooting back into the desk as he moves some papers around.

"Sergeant Wilson."

Wilson nods his head a little in acknowledgment. "Mr. Weyland."

Weyland nods at Wilson with a stern look before motioning him to sit on the chair near his desk as he does so without hesitation. It was silent between as Wilson waited for Weyland to finish his work of filing the papers in a neat pile before making contact with each other. Weyland puts his hands together and lays it across the desk.

"Any progress with our guest?"

Wilson grunts a little while rolling his eyes a bit. "She's as stubborn as ever. Got into three fights in just two weeks. Just a few days ago, she beat an old man to the point of death. It took several of my men to restrain her."

For some reason, it made Weyland chuckle a bit. He knew that Maria had a fiery heart that could easily kill a man if anyone got near her while she's pissed off. But he also knows that it might have come with her interaction with the Predators that she was with. He looks back at Wilson with a curious look.

"Why am I not surprised? She's not exactly the usual patients we deal with here."

But then Weyland sees the annoying look on Wilson and knows that he had something to say. He waves his hand in a rolling motion to tell Wilson what is on his mind.

"But why are we keeping her here for so long? She won't speak about anything no matter what we do. We starved her . . . tortured her . . . and after all these years, she hasn't broken her silence. At this point, she's just as useless as the lunatics we keep here as experiments."

Weyland knew he had a point and the fact that he was losing patience with this. But Weyland knows to bid his time with something like this. He wants Maria in a position where she becomes desperate and even if it doesn't seem that way on the outside, he knows that it's just a matter of time.

He shifts in his chair a bit, leaning back on it as he observes Wilson for a bit before explaining some things to him.

"I understand your concern. But she's our only solid connection to those hunters and maybe much more than that since they found evidence of her being intimate with one. You may think I'm just keeping her here as a pet but there is more to my plan than what you know."

"And that is?"

Weyland chuckles a bit when Wilson's eyes open a bit in curiosity. As much as Weyland wanted to tell more to his employee, he doesn't exactly trust anyone that wasn't within his personal circle. He will have to leave this job to someone else.

"You just need to know what you already know for now. Go back to your duties and keep an eye on her. I will signal you when I need her."

After that, Weyland motions Wilson to leave. With a sour grunt at not knowing, Wilson gets up from the chair and makes his way to the exit, closing the door behind him and leaving Weyland alone again.

He goes back to the papers that he was arranging before, getting them finally organized before a beeping noise from his phone calls to him. He was hoping that it was the one that he had been waiting for as he presses on the button that lets the caller talk through.

Then, the voice of an unknown female calls out to him. "Mr. Karl Weyland?"

"Yes?"

"Walter has arrived and is ready to see you."

Weyland grins as the person he has waited for finally made it. The one being that he needs for his plan to move forward.

"Send him in."

He presses on the button to cut communications with the caller. He gets up from his chair and heads back to his spot by the window, admiring the view that the afternoon sun provided. It was a while before he heard a knock on his door once more and knew who it was.

"Come in Walter."

He turns around and sees the door open, revealing a tall man with short, dark brown hair and light blue eyes. His outfit shows that he is somewhat important to the company, displaying the Weyland logo on the side of his shirt. Walter nods his head down a bit and Weyland motions him to come closer. He does so without hesitation, making his way past the desk and right by Weyland's side. Weyland turns to the side and smiles.

"It's been a long while, Walter. How was your trip from Africa?"

Walter blinks a few times before responding. "It was well, sir."

Weyland turns until his full body is in front of Walter, who does even move or flinch from this action. Weyland did expect this since Walter is not exactly considered a 'human being' by definition. But then again . . . he was just the same. He places a hand on Walter's shoulder, gripping it a bit before getting into the business at hand.

"I'm glad that you are here. I have a job for you concerning our 'patient' named Maria."

"The patient that was captured in the forest region of Spain. Known to have contact with the beings called Predators."

Weyland smiled, glad that he didn't have to explain one bit about the general details since it would be a pain in the neck to him. But Walter already had this information in his archive so Weyland could get into the details. He pats Walter's shoulders once more before letting go.

"That's right. We need your expertise in getting her to talk. She hasn't been cooperative in telling us what she knows. That is why I need you to make her cooperate in a subtle way."

Walter tilts his head a little after hearing Weyland ask him to talk to her in a 'subtle' way.

"What do you mean by that, sir? From the data you have given me, it seems that she doesn't trust anyone in our facility. How do you think she will respond to me when I have nothing to offer?"

That is when Weyland begins to chuckle loud enough for Walter to hear. He stops and looks back at Walter, dragging him by the shoulder as they move to the side of the desk. Weyland grabs a small device that sat at the edge of it and keeps taking Walter around until they stop in front of a widescreen that hung on the side wall.

"Don't worry. I have an offer that she won't be able to refuse."

With that, Weyland clicks on the device and the screen comes to life, showing a human female, unconscious and lying on a surgery table as the doctors clean up the area. Walter gazes at her for a minute before realizing who it was.

"Is that?"

Weyland nods. "Yes. She is the friend of Maria that we captured on the same day. Her name is Ana . . . and this is what I want you to do."

Weyland moves closer to Walter, discussing the details of his plan as Walter keeps looking at the screen, watching as the doctors cover her with a blanket and rolling her out of the room and out of view.

. . . . . . . . . . .

A few days had passed since Maria had been locked in the isolation cell or so she thinks that is how long it was. There would be times when she was taken from her cell and into one of the 'sessions' but in reality, it was just more torture to get her speaking. She wonders how much more she can take before her body collapses. Will she even live long enough to see freedom? To see Za'taan once again? Her thoughts go to him as she lays on her makeshift bed, looking into the moon that shined through the darkness. Her eyes close as she falls into a deep dream that seemed too real but she didn't care.

[Maria's dream]

When her eyes open again, she wasn't in the cold, metal isolation room. Instead, she was back at the waterfall that remained one of her most precious memories. The same waterfall that flowed into the small, clear pond that was clear as a mirror. Maria relaxes as she walks towards it, feeling the cool grass that was as soft as silk. It was nighttime so everything around her glowed in magnificence, even the stars in the sky radiated brighter than ever before. When she reaches the edge of the pond, she stops at the tips of her toes lightly touch the water that reached her when a ripple is cast into the pond. She lifts her head up once more and closes her eyes, letting her sense of smell take in everything around her. But then, the smell of cinnamon overtakes her nose as she inhales deeply and calls out the one person she knows who it belonged to.

"Za'taan . . ."

"Maria . . ."

She opened her eyes so fast upon hearing that sweet voice that was behind her. She hesitates at first but upon hearing him once more, she slowly turns her body around until her heart skips a beat and her breath catches in her throat.

Right in front of her, Za'taan's body stood tall and strong with his armor making him look like a god. The red stripes all over his chest, arms and legs seemed to glow with the light from the stars. She stared at his odd feet but lets her eyes wander higher up his body. She could see every detail of muscle in his thick thighs and almost lost her breath again when she gazes a little longer on his lower abdomen. His six pack muscles stretched all over the middle of his body, stopping just at his chest. His arms were just as thick as the rest of him, flexing every time his fists clench together.

And then, she looks at his face. Each mandible twitched when her eyes stop at one of them. His inner mouth opened slightly every time he took a breath but when Maria gets to his eyes, she couldn't help but let out a small moan. His burning, red eyes did not lose their lust for her and Maria wanted to just stare at them forever if she could. All she wanted was him . . . just him as her body begins to burn with the yearning of his.

"Maria . . ."

He calls once more and Maria closes her eyes, smelling his cinnamon scent once more before opening them again. Without another moment, she runs towards him with all of her strength. Za'taan opens his arms in a warm embrace as her body finally touches him. She wraps her arms around his waist, pressing her face into his chest as she feels his lower mandibles caressing her cheeks gently. Her eyes threatened to let out all the tears she had held inside but she forgets about them as his arms stroke her back.

After some time, she pulls away from him and looks up into his eyes once more, letting one of her hands reach to his cheek and letting it rest there. Their eyes lock on each other as she whispers to him.

"Za'taan . . . I'm so sorry."

She didn't really know why she was saying it but instinct told her to do so. It was like she was apologizing that she wasn't strong enough to protect him. To stop those that took him away from her. She felt that it was her own fault that this had happened and that the Hell she was in was her punishment. But just as she was letting some of her tears spill out, she watches as Za'taan takes his finger and catches one on the tip, holding it out for a bit before he places it in his mouth and purrs as he tastes it. He looks back at Maria as his hand returns to her cheek.

"Do not blame yourself, Maria. No matter what . . . we will find each other again. Have faith and you will see."

Maria stares into his eyes for a long while until she could no longer hold her feelings inside. She didn't care if this was a dream . . . as long as Za'taan was here, she didn't want it any other way.

With that, Maria presses her lips on his inner mouth as he does the same without pause. Both of them were so caught in their moment of passion that they ripped each other's clothes off until they were naked. They didn't even stop their kiss as Za'taan lifts her high into the air, causing Maria to moan in his mouth while he growls in response. She wraps her legs around his waist as he gently kneels onto the soft grass, laying Maria on her back as she watches him hover over her. Her heart races even faster as he lowers his mouth onto her shoulder, licking every single part with his marvelous tongue. Maria lets her head bend back as her eyes closed and her nails dig into his skin.

He keeps this treatment for a while until he pulls back. This makes Maria lift her head back to watch as Za'taan opens her legs wide with his cock sitting just in front of her core. He rubs it just to tease her and it works like a charm, causing her to moan loudly into the night sky. Letting her instincts take over, she grabs onto his cock, pulling it until the tip was encased inside her and both let out a ground shaking groan of pleasure.

Not letting another second pass, Maria grabs his hips and pulls him toward her once more until she feels his entire cock encased inside her core. She lets out yet another moan as she holds onto his hips, watching as Za'taan places his hands on either side of her shoulders. His red eyes burn into hers as he begins to thrust slowly in and out of her. She screams with all the passion in her as she feels Za'taan thrust even faster and harder into her. At one point, Maria looks back into his eyes as he does the same. Both enjoying this moment together as he keeps going even harder and faster, threatening to break her into two but Maria didn't care. She wanted this . . . with him.

"Maria . . ."

He calls to her and Maria closes her eyes to concentrate on him moving inside her. But just when she was about to open her eyes, a huge bang screeches into her ears, shattering the dream as her vision turns dark once more.

[End of Maria's dream]

"Wake up, filth!"

Maria's eyes shoot wide open as she is pulled from her dream and back into the cold room she hated so much. She groans from the headache that was coming on and it didn't help that the banging kept going while the guard shouts at the same time. Having enough of it, Maria gets up quickly until she is standing and stomps at the door, banging it with all of her strength while screaming.

"I hear you, fucking asshole!"

"Then get up! You have a visitor."

Maria steps back a bit, confused as what the guard meant. What does he mean that a visitor has come to see her? She didn't have a chance to think as the door creaks open, allowing the guard to pass through with his rifle in tow. Maria glares at him, ready for anything surprises that he might try to do to her. It wasn't the first time that one of them tried to subdue and rape her. Luckily, thanks to her training with Za'taan, every one of them ended up with broken fingers and a bruised face.

However, the guard didn't advance towards her, Instead, he moves to the side and lets another man come around him. Maria steps back as a young man appears in front of her. She had never seen him before but figures that he works for them since he wore an outfit similar to a businessman, only having dress pants and shirt that matched in color.

The man looks back to the guard and with a simple nod, the guard walks out of the room, shutting the door behind him and leaving Maria alone with the strange man. It was silent between them but Maria never lets her guard down, crouching just slightly as the man puts his hands behind his back.

"It's alright, Maria. I'm not here to harm or do anything of such a nature. I only wish to talk to you."

It was strange to Maria how he talked more like a computer rather than a human being. It puts her off guard a little bit before the man moves slightly, making Maria tense up once more. The man puts up his hands into the air to show that he didn't mean any harm.

"As I said, I don't have any weapons on me so there is no reason for you to be hostile. Just relax and I won't hurt you."

Maria can see that he remained calm despite sounding like he was fearful of her. She definitely can tell that he wasn't human . . . not entirely. She backs up until she hits the side of her bed and relaxes a bit after seeing that the man didn't move even a muscle. It was unnatural and something no human or any living creature could do. Once she is somewhat calm, the man lowers his hands and stands right where he is, blinking ever so often. Maria couldn't help but say something.

"You're . . . not human."

The man shakes his head from side to side. "No. I am not. I'm a synthetic made by Karl Weyland a few years ago. My name is Walter."

Maria tilts her head a bit. "Karl Weyland? Why does that name sound familiar?"

Walter nods his head to her. "He's the senior director of Weyland-Yutani Industries."

When Walter said those words, Maria's eyes widened in shock as she remembers hearing about that particular company on the news. All she knew was that they founded the first colonies outside of Earth and have advanced technology that changed the entire world as she knew it. She had no idea that she was being held by the same company. But then again . . . she had heard rumors as a child that they have done terrible things during their experimentations but without hard evidence, the government couldn't do anything but let the charges drop. She had no doubt that it was the same company as she glances at the logo just on the corner of Walter's shirt. She shifts a little and becomes tense once more.

"You work for them?"

Walter sighs heavily. "Unfortunately . . . I do but that is not why I came to you. I have a message from Mr. Weyland himself. A deal for you."

"A deal?"

She keeps her eyes on Walter as he pulls out a small, metal disk from his pocket. She backs up once more, fearing that it was a weapon of some sort. But as he activates it, the disk glows and hovers above Walter's hand. She watches as a hologram pulls up, revealing a face that she thought she would never see again.

"Ana!"

It was only a hologram but Maria watches, seeing Ana curled up in a fetal position and trapped in some prison similar to hers. She can hear Ana's cries and it begins to break her own heart as well, seeing her best friend in pain and she can do nothing about it. These people just want to cause more misery for no reason other than gaining some profit out of it. The anger inside Maria rises and burns through her chest as the hologram disappears into the disk once more.

Maria grinds her teeth and shouts at Walter as he puts the metal disk back into his pocket.

"What have you done to Ana!? You bastard!"

Walter doesn't even react to Maria as he looks back with a blank expression on his face. Even his eyes didn't show any emotions as she tries to read him.

"I don't know all of the details but Mr. Weyland wants me to tell you this. Either you tell all of the information you know about the Predators and of their whereabouts, or your friend will suffer the consequences."

"Bastard . . . I won't tell you squat!"

When she refuses to tell, she sees the first hints of emotion in Walter as his eyes closed as if fearing that this would happen. He opens his eyes to Maria once more as says something that sends chills down Maria's spine.

"If you don't cooperate, then Ana will suffer immense pain from your inability to work with us. But for now, Weyland did expect you to refuse the first time so we won't do anything. But I must warn you . . . if you don't give what Weyland wants, he will have no choice."

With that, Walter steps closer to her and that causes Maria to lose it. Without thinking, she charges at him with her fists in the air, ready to crush his face. But he was too fast and with Maria's body still weak, Walter easily pins her wrists to the sides, holding her in place without relent. She struggles to break free but it was no use as she could tell that he had abnormal strength that was definitely beyond human. After some time, she is pulled closer to Walter until their faces were only inches away as he whispers.

"Remember this . . . you are not alone."

Maria raises her eyebrows in confusion as he suddenly let's go, pulling away from her as quickly as he trapped her earlier. But before he does, Maria could feel him slip something between her fingers and for some reason or another, she grips it tightly in her hand as Walter backs up to knock on the metal door.

"We're done here."

On command, the guard opens the door and comes into the room, pointing his rifle at Maria until Walter lowers it down with his hand. The guard immediately puts it away and moves to the side, allowing Walter to slip past and out of the room. But just as he was about to do so, he turns around to look at Maria once more.

"Think about it. For your friend's sake . . . and yours."

And with that, Walter leaves and the guards follow suit, closing the door behind them and leaving Maria by herself once more.

She thinks about what had just happened and fear began to seep into her chest. What will they do to Ana? What tortures have they stored for both her and Ana? Will she have no choice but to talk?

To be honest, Maria had no idea where Za'taan and the rest of the Yautja went but she knew it didn't matter. They wanted answers and they will get it by any means necessary. She sits on her bed and lowers her head, trying to think of what she can do until Walter's voice echoes in her mind.

"Remember this . . . you are not alone."

She didn't quite understand what he meant by that until she remembers the small object that Walter had given her. She holds her hand up and opens it, revealing a small metal object that was almost squared shape. She had no idea what it was or its purpose but for some reason, she can only guess that Walter had slipped it to her without anyone noticing. Like he wanted her to have it but without any knowledge of what it was, she places it under her pillow for safekeeping.

In her mind, she wonders if she can trust Walter. He didn't seem to like what he was doing or saying to her but only time will tell. Maria lays back down on her bed, closing her eyes once more and wishing to dream of Za'taan once again.

Hi Readers!

So we got some sneaky plans going on behind Maria's back as Walter begins to make him move. But what does he have to gain from all of this? What is the motive and is it made of ill intent? Plus, Walter may be working for Weyland but he's got his own plans up his sleeves and poor Maria is caught right in the middle as her best friend is tortured just because she refuses to tell.

What will happen to Maria? What will she decide? Can she trust Walter? Or more precisely, can she trust anyone in this Hellhole?

Find out when Chapter 3 comes along!

Enjoy! :)))