Part 9

Alien's POV

Ok, here it is, sorry for the replay but I wanted this from the aliens perspective too.

I once again ran the scanner over her prone form. This human was very stubborn, but not as smart as she would like. She had been awake now for some time, but stupidly she thought we had been fooled by her pathetic acting, we decided to humor her for now, none of the others had tried this before, in fact, none had survived this long before.

I quickly surveyed the IV and the other drips we had attached to her, they would need replacing soon. I quickly retreated to the back of the small medical ward aboard our ship, we had been here for some time, but we were just now preparing to leave, I returned to what our previous 'patients' had come to call The Bed to replenish the drips.

As I started to remove the first pouch my superior came in.
"What are the results?" No hello how are you, no, how's the patient just what are the results, I had no right to complain; I was only an intern, but still, it would have been nice.
"She is a 98% match, the base sequence is virtually identical with our sample, but there are definitely some signs of alteration, I am positive she is a direct descendant, she is the one we are looking for." I was getting sick of repeating the same thing over and over again, even twice and three times to some people.

I almost flinched at the grin on my superiors face.
"Begin a species analysis, dissect her if you have to, just make sure at least part of her can still talk."

I nodded and did as I was ordered removing a small torch from my pocket. As I shone the light in her eyes I jumped at the small whimper of pain that escaped her lips. For someone who was restrained she fought valiantly, the torch landed in pieces on the other side of the bay and I was sure my wrist was broken.

Suddenly she screamed. Her language was vile in comparison to our own and my superior could stand it no more than I could, he immediately hit the alarm, I could hear the armed guards running down the halls. I spied a hypo already loaded with a sedative and made a grab for it. Moments later, her body went limp.

The guard's burst in ready to fire, their weapons trained on the bed. When they saw that she was out cold they seemed somewhat annoyed to say the least.
"She's asleep for now. Now, all of you out. I have tests to run."

The General, my superior, led his guards back the way they came, as the doors closed I noticed that two had been left behind, so much for wanting her alive, if this happened again, she was dead for sure.
'You've just gotta love the thinking behind military intelligence, talk about an oxymoron.'

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A few hours later, my wrist set long ago, I was half way through my examination of her forearm when I remembered the IV's. I rushed back into the medical room to replace them. The second I looked at her I remembered why I hadn't replaced them in the first place, her arm was still in my right hand. I had been so busy studying it I had forgotten all about what it actually was. I was suddenly very grateful that I was the only one in the room.

As I thought this she started to stir, I made another mad dash for a hypo, but by the time I had loaded it she was out cold again. The look on her face said it all.
"Hmph, not much of a strong stomach."

Well, I was finished with my tests anyway, and the preservant gel was starting to harden, so I set about reattaching the limb. Minutes later you wouldn't have known it was missing. I now had a complete genetic profile, it WAS her.

My superiors were ecstatic, I had reported in not a moment too soon either, her friends had found her ship.
"You have 2 solar minutes, be ready to launch, otherwise, you'll blow up along with the planet."
"It wasn't the best solution, but it worked, any traces of who we were would be vaporised along with the planet, it was what had kept our existence a secret for all these years, even kept us secret from the Old Commonwealth, well, mostly, there had been one skirmish, and not a very pleasant one at that.

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Back on the Maru Harper returned to the cockpit, the tension between Tyr and Dylan was so thick, not even his laser saw would have been able to cut it.
"Just so you guys know, the engines are running, we can take the Maru back to the Andromeda and run a proper analysis, Rommie will find anything we miss."
"Harper, check the sensor logs, I want to know exactly what happened here, Tyr, take her up, I'll check around here." Dylan sounded not like himself; he was obviously more upset by this than he was letting on. Suddenly, all hell broke loose.