WE GOT LEX AND SCAR BACK! AYYYYEEEEEE!

Please excuse any typos and grammatical errors. I ran through this one rather quickly!


THE ENEMY'S HEART

Unknown Territories

COMPONENT:

TWO

"Fuck…" she exhaled breathily, sensually, as a soft moan echoed throughout the smoky, orange hued room. Shadowy silhouettes, the smaller situated on top of the larger, danced against one another in slow, methodic, hypnotic movements as the sounds of labored breathing and delicious moans floated around them.

"Fuck…" his deep voice repeated in response to her. At first it may have seemed like the action of a parrot mirroring the words of its master – but the growl of satisfaction and soft trill that followed showed there was definite meaning and perfect understanding in the verbal echo.

Her fingers etched into his chest as her full hips thrust and grinded deeply with purpose but a few more times against him. A large and rough hand rose to cup her breast, while the other gripped her hip and ass so tightly she could feel the claws clamping down onto the soft tissue. He peered up at her longingly – admiring how much more beautiful the ooman woman was right now on top of him…claiming him as her own. She winced momentarily, but the pain quickly mattered very little to the pleasure. He moved her against him even harder with definitive strokes in primal lust that struggled to be contained as the male's pelvis thrust and rolled into her, and opposite hand massaged her erect nipple – learning that just the right pressure and strokes against it would bring her closer to the edge he was already about to fall over. His mandibles flared as words spoke out, encouraging the woman to please him harder as she threw her head back and matched his force and tempo – her fingers raking against his chest. She whispered his name, begging him for more before an overwhelming rush of electricity, heat, and tingles made their way from her head to her very pulsating core. Scar sat up, pushing himself further into her with wild need, as the Yautja pulled her close and tickled his mandibles into Lex's exposed neck. Her balance gave out as she fell backwards in ecstasy, her arms tightening within the entanglement of her alien mate's black tendrils – feeling his movements increase before he moans low – a sensual, deep rumbling sound that reverberated throughout her body. Her walls tighten like an iron fist, pulsating and pumping against him with such force that it prolongs her orgasm even longer than humanly possible. At the pleasure pulsing release against his member, she feels him expand from within and cup around her cervix like a glove before his seed bursts forth. He grips her butt cheek hard and squeezes the human woman so close you would think she'd break while she struggles to open her lungs and breathe, as the final thrusts of his finish pumps in and out of her. She trembles against him before the tension lifts, and melts her sweaty body against his own as they fall back against the furs in exasperated breaths.

Lex kisses the Blooded mark upon Scar's forehead. For the past three days, the two diligently labored through the task of consummating their new status as mates for life. So far there looked to be no end in sight. What had been an addiction to one another's presence back on Earth, had temporarily morphed into an addiction for the deepest of touches. And the sex being spectacular didn't make all the hours of rolling around in the sheets any less desirable.

Originally, despite the obvious sexual attraction and tension, Lex had been nervous about officially taking the new step in their physical relationship. Yautja males were different from human ones in more ways than just their height and facial structure. She'd learned for one thing that his penis was retractable, and once it unsheathed from its cloaca-like pouch, appeared similar in shape to a human one, but swelled enormously in size – so to the point that getting it to fit without causing the woman any damage or pain was a massive worry on both their parts…but obviously, they could get the job done. Biologically, the Yautja member was also designed to ensure impregnation, which Lex learned by surprise on their first night of joining. When a male ejaculated, their penis tip – which she noticed had a strange slit over its head – expanded, cupped, and fastened itself perfectly against the female's cervix; allowing the seed to enter the reproductive orifice in a direct manner as a means to increase the probability of implanting and creating offspring. The sensation, though strange, was one Lex had not only gotten used to, but began to physically enjoy as it helped her own orgasm. Although, each time they'd joined together as one, it was always with Lex on top; for the time being, with Scar being so large and strong, he would not claim her and risk doing the female extensive injury…not yet…

And speaking of orgasms, something about sex with a Yautja did something unheard of for her own. For her species, the female human orgasm could last 13 to 51 seconds (and that was stretching it), but averaged for most women at 20 seconds. With Scar – perhaps due to a chemical, hormonal reaction combined with the stimulation from their members uniting – Lex's orgasms ranged for 1.5 to 2.05 MINUTES. And the longer it lasted, the stronger it got. The first time Lex came from sex with Scar, she'd been so long induced in the pleasure that it scared her. She tried to pull away, but even after he removed himself, she continued to writhe in ecstasy. Now, she yearned for the feeling of release he gave. In fact, it was nearly addictive, and she remained in shock at how hungry she was for him. She wore poor Scar out – but his hunger was as ceaseless as hers, and they made love so many times over the past three days that their bodies could not keep up and would shut down, causing the two to collapse in exhaustion and sleep. Maybe it was lust – or maybe it was the realization that once they returned amongst the rest of Scar's kind, expressing their love in a physical, sexual conduct, may not be as easy as it was now.

"Mmmm," hummed Lex as she rested her head on Scar's chest and cupped a hand lazily against his collarbone. "We should've done this sooner. I would've came home with you the minute we met on the plane crash if I knew it would be this good…"

"Planet would been…overrun with kiande amedha…then…" Lex snorted. "Would not have seen Dubois die…" the male teased, playing with the strands of her thickened hair.

Lex mulled it over. "I guess that was worth staying for. I just wish I could've been the one to do it. Or at least watched you do it…That would've been…" she glanced at him slyly, "…satisfying."

Scar chuckled, running a hand up and down the length of her side, sending tickles up and down her spine – tickles he knew would encourage her to embark on another round. "Mated before…but…never like this. Never like with you. Paya fated us, Lex. We are fated life mates. No one…not Yautja, not ooman…can tear us apart…" Scar pulled her hand from his collarbone and held it up for both of them to see before linking his fingers lovingly through hers. "I'd challenge the gods for you. Would die for you, Lex…"

"I would die for you, Scar," repeated Lex quietly – almost in awe of the feelings that they had for one another. This mantra he'd repeated many times since arriving to the void, and she so easily adopted it – knowing that it was theirs…their declaration of love.

"Will live for you…" the Yautja cooed loyally.

"I will live for you…," answered Lex.

"'Till the skies flame-," he declared.

"-'Till the seas flood," she purred.

"Always…"

"Always…"

He pulls her close, those alien eyes burning right into her soul as the Blooded youth swings her leg across his waist – his extension already starting to push out of its hidden spot – when a chime breaks their bubble of peace. A flash of fractured light materializes itself right within Scar's chambers, and the male lets out an aggressive growl at the image of Krii'var hovering before them. "Well, well…" smirks the plump Yautja Clan Leader, appraising the sight before his eyes. He catches full glimpse of Lex's naked frame and snorts in disgust. "How can you even mate with that thing?" he demands. "It's so small, so frail and soft. One pump and she'd split in half."

Scar sat up, shielding his mate from the hateful, prying eyes of their newest nemesis by tossing the sheet over her. "She is far more resilient than you credit her for."

Krii'var raises a mischievous brow. "Is that so, little Blooded one?" the Leader asks. "Hmm, you must not be doing it right. Maybe a REAL Yautja should break her-."

Scar flies to his feet in exception so quickly it makes Lex jump. The hunter slices his claws through the hologram aggressively before warning with a mighty roar, "THREATEN HER AGAIN AND SHE'LL BATHE IN YOUR BLOOD!"

"You've lost your respect for your elders, little one," rumbled Krii'var in disapproving rage. "So that abomination that killed your clan isn't the only mistake you've made of late." If looks could kill. "No matter," continues the Yautja before Scar could respond. "You'll pay for your errors in due time. You've been away for long enough. Ta'uk demands your presence upon the Mother Ship. There is much that must be done, many questions-," his attention directs to Lex, "-MANY. Coordinates are being transferred to your mother board. I suggest you arrive soon – you don't want me coming to get you…" He tosses a threatening glance in Lex's direction. The hologram disappeared as quickly as it came, and without warning; leaving one occupant confused, and the other seething.

"Soooo," started Lex as she climbed out of the bed and made her way to Scar, wrapping her arms about his back and sighing into his flesh. "I couldn't understand a single word of that, but something tells me our honeymoon is over."

"Honeymoon?" asked Scar, turning to face her, tilting his head in question of the word.

Lex smirked. Whenever he did that head tilt, it reminded her of a curious puppy – so cute. Except this puppy could kill quicker than she could breathe. "On Earth, when we pick mates for life, we have a wedding – a celebration to make the union official. And when that is over, the husband and wife, er, mates, go somewhere for a period of time to be alone – to laugh, to smile, to make love over and over again…without interruption."

Scar scoffed. "Must go back…to Ta'uk and others. Honeymoon is over. Apologies, Lex."

But Lex waves a hand dismissively. "Stop. We knew we'd have to catch up with them eventually. Three days was more than enough time-."

"No," argues Scar with an irritated growl, taking her neck into his hand. "It was…not enough time. Never will be…enough time…I'm still so…hungry…" He stepped forward, causing Lex to naturally step back until her knees hit the edge of the bed and she fell backwards against the soft material. "Mmmm," he practically purred hovering above her exposed frame strewn so seductively across his bed. "So…hungry…"

Lex bit her lip and extending both arms upwards to him in invitation. "Then come eat…"


Some hours later, Lex found herself looking through the viewfinder in absolute shock. She remembered Ta'uk's Mother Ship being massive, but being this close to it – and getting steadily closer on approach – made the vessel seem ridiculously large. Was this how an ant felt beside a shoe? Tiny? Insignificant? Threatened? Immediately she noticed most of the extraterrestrial entourage that had followed the large space craft into the atmosphere on Earth had departed – and for that she was silently grateful; it meant less of an audience for whatever would come next. According to Scar, it was not uncommon for Yautja to belong to a clan and dwell upon these giant ships; just as it was not uncommon for them to hunt in packs – though the older hunters with far more experience would often go to worlds alone and solitary hunt, later to return with evidence of their success – trophies. These, he had explained, were like the hunters who had come to Earth before in the jungles of South America and the city in California…and so many more that had yet to be unveiled. When he and his brothers had arrived, it was the first evidence of pack hunting in modern human history, but was not a rare occurrence in their customs.

With the entirety of his clan killed by the Predalien, Scar had been welcomed amongst the Ancient Ta'uk's clan with honor. But after the abomination, the young hunter felt he'd do better solitary. However, to only be marked as "Blooded" at his age yet hunt alone was unheard of. While it was true Scar successfully killed not one, but two Xenomorph Queens (a feat not easy for even experienced Yautja hunters), it was also true he had some assistance, no matter how much or little, from an ooman in doing so. What's more: though Lex was Blooded herself, and carried a Yautja weapon as prize and recognition for her abilities and newfound respect amongst the Predators (an honor that had not been bestowed upon a human before), there was so much about their particular relationship that was unusual. Veteran Yautja, Elite Yautja, earned the honor to engage in solo hunts. What had to be discussed amongst the council was if Scar would be allowed to take the task. Ordinarily, the Council of Ancients – the governing body of the Yautja species – would come. But, after meeting over holographic communications for two days with both Ta'uk and Yeyin'thwei, it was decided to leave this in the hands of their fellow Ancients. It was Yeyin'thwei who had convinced their decision, and curiosity of the developments of this new union had been peaked. Humans were worthy hunts, and worthy warriors in their own right – but a human accomplishing such feats as this "Lex" was unheard of in these times. So, they would give full judgment on the matter to the two Ancients…and expectedly waited to see what would happen.

Lex was one with Scar now. That simple fact along with the prowess of the two's success in hunting as a coupling, should have been enough to satisfy any uneasiness the woman may have had.

1. She was Scar's mate

2. She was Blooded

3. She'd killed two kiande amedha Queens and her fair share of bugs, and

4. She'd been revered on some level by TWO Ancients – the one she'd met on the ice of Bouvetoya after Scar's death who'd acknowledged her as a warrior (apparently Ta'uk's brother); and now the one named Yeyin'thwei, who seemed the most accepting of the pair's unusual joining.

All these things combined should have given Lex some level of peace about the new path she was currently embarking on alongside Scar – but instead, found that these same reasons had rather become the underlying source of anxiety whispering in the back of her mind. Even Scar's disposition had darkened significantly from the moment they'd gotten dressed, to this very moment of their slow approach. In tense silence, he sat on his throne before the control modules wearing a tight frown. Lex stood beside him and adjusted her weight from foot to foot before tightening her fingerless gloves and adjusting her shredded purple tank. Why she had tried to get dressed a couple days ago, she had no idea, but Scar left a series of claw marks across the fabric from trying to tear it off. Ravenous little space beast, Lex thought to herself with a smirk. Her black bra greeted any eyes happily through the tears. Her cargo pants weren't too much better – evident by the brown of her skin peering out of the fabric's lacerations. When she'd whined about it to Scar, he merely grunted that showing a little flesh was more than appropriate. After eyeing him up and down in nothing more than fishnets and loin cloth a couple hours earlier, Lex guessed he was right.

His ship pulled up along the hull of Ta'uk's vessel, waiting impatiently before a set of panels pulled back, opening up a dark tunnel for entry. Scar followed the path of access as a force field electrified itself behind them, resealing the pressure and integrity surrounding the vessel. Lex watched a series of faint lights pass them by curiously until the darkness peeled back into a large hangar bathed in dark metal. It felt cold. Much too cold. Scar guided his ship into an opening along the interior wall – like a bullet going into the gun's chamber. "Lex…Lex?"

She looked up to him as he stood over her. Already the lights inside had darkened, indicating that it was time to go. "Yes…"

The Yautja narrowed his brows. "Sure…you want…?"

They'd barely avoided a nasty fight three days ago, and still he had his doubts? Although, Lex supposed that after being here up close and personal with the rest of his species, it made sense. She didn't blame him. Hell, even a part of herself screamed to turn back to the world she'd always known in spite of the dangers that most definitely waited there. Perhaps it was simply the fear – the human nature – that whimpered for Earth. But…the woman clenched her fist. She was to live as a Yautja now. It was like the dream she'd had back in the mountain: her nature was, and could no longer be, human. "Scar…" Lex scorned.

The Blooded male sighed and took her arm, guiding her to a small round panel in the center of the command center. It hums and starts to tremble lightly. "Stand tall…You are here…because you WANT to be," he encourages. Lex nods and grabs her combi-stick from its holster, pressing the switch the send it flaring outwards. Scar trills in approval. "Good. You are mine. You are Blooded. Show them. You ARE Yautja. Let them LEARN. Let them praise…or FEAR." The panel descends, sending the two down a shaft before coming to a set of elevator-like doors. "Ready?" he asks, caressing a claw against her waist.

Lex inhales deep and breathes out softly through her lips before nodding her head, adjusting her grip on the spear, and standing tall. "Let's do this…" Scar presses a button on the panel ahead of them, and the doors slide apart with a soft "whoosh". The two step out of the shaft and into a large metallic room with that familiar orange/red ambiance on an upraised level. Its high ceilings slanted as large tubes flowed freely across the walls. This truly was a spaceship, Lex thought. When she thought about it, most human structures were always square or rectangular – basic with sharp corners – to show modernization. It was mankind's default shape. But here, the structure was smoother with a curvature. Man tended to think in straight lines. But it was in the flow of this design that Lex was able to see just how much more advanced the Yautja were. The pair walked towards the edge of the level at the beginning of a stairway and looked down…where all activity had stopped.

Below, a group of at least 20 Yautja warriors varying in size, shape, and even style of clothing (some much more armored than others), came to an abrupt stop. Their eyes turned and stared at the fellow hunter and ooman female as the air grew thick with tension. A fresh wave of mist hissed from the floor and wall panels, and even the orange lights of the walls seemed to pulsate in confusion. Scar's mandibles flared softly as a series of purred clicks escaped from his throat. The response was a mixture of the same and soft growls – though so far, nothing sounded exactly threatening in nature. "Come, Lex…" he ordered, beginning his descent – and she was not far behind. As they reached the bottom of the stairway, Lex briefly glimpsed at the many faces staring at them – noting some were far younger than others. She wondered where the older Yautja like Krii'var or Ta'uk were? Hunting? Avoiding the pair out of disapproval from what she could only consider was a breach of tradition? Dead? Morbid…Suddenly, following a mighty bellow, a male pushed his way out front from the side huddle, and approached Lex with a roar. This newcomer wore a fierce scowl that paired well the almost reddish tint of darkened marks splayed across his forehead, neck, and shoulders; massive arms covered in agonizing burn patterns as his heavy steps never broke their stride or speed. He approached with a purpose; with an intent of doing something...Scar's arm immediately flew out to protect the woman, which said to her that this definitely was a threat. So this was how it would start, huh? With swift diligence, her extraterrestrial mate moved to cut between the two with a violent snarl in preparation for a confrontation, but Lex grabbed his arm to prevent the defensive move, moved back in front of Scar, and swung the base of the spear hard against the side of the aggressive male's head with such unexpected speed, it practically knocked him off his feet. The group – which had nearly doubled in size by now – buzzed in shock, appreciation, and some small slither of displeasure. The male righted himself and prepared to make another go for the female, when he stopped short of the deadly spear tip pointed dead on for his chest – while Scar's plasma caster came to life and took deadly, precision grade aim straight between the eyes. The buzz of the group grew louder, more appreciative at the sight of the pair working in deadly unison. One had to admit, there was a certain supernatural air to watching them. Perhaps the little ooman really was blessed by the claws of Paya.

A soft hiss made its way between Lex's teeth as the female tilted her head and showed off the burned symbol that had been imprinted on her cheek. "I am Blooded!" she growled, and Scar translated, stepping back so as to not make her seem weaker than the others may have already thought her to be. A chorus of sounds from the others rang out as she turned for all of them to see the mark. She turned her scowling gaze back for the massive, but obviously young assaulter, having already noted he had no such symbolism displayed anywhere visible on his body. That gave her the upper hand. "What are YOU?" The male, obviously and embarrassingly outranked by the ooman, grumbled and growled in protest…but reluctantly backed away – partially because of her status being greater than his…partially because Scar looked ready to toss him into the void of space. Yautja did not fear much – but even the foolish youngster knew better than to challenge a Blooded male who had two kiande amedha Queens on his trophy list.

With the challenger backed off, Lex regained a calmer disposition. Scar, proud of her strength, took her hand roughly into his own, and together the pair walked past the growing group and rounded a corner. There was only one place that Scar could think of where they would need to meet Ta'uk, so that was where he was guiding them to. "Did well, Lex…" he purred simply.

"That scared me…" she admitted with a whisper, causing Scar to stop dead in his tracks.

"Will let nothing-."

"—'hurt you, Lex'," finished Woods habitually in a deep and gruff voice meant to mimic his own. "I know, Big Guy," she confirmed with a soft smile, "I know. Still…" she placed a hand over her racing heart and exhaled quietly. "…that scared me. I didn't know what I was going to do if he hurt you." Her eyes peered up into his softened ones. "I mean," she added with a hint of play in her voice, "if he had hurt you, I could've TRIED to take his head off, but I don't know how successful that would've been."

Scar almost seemed to smile. The more time she spent with him, the more she could read his expressions, and his very thoughts. Right now he seemed to radiate with a mixture of pride…and lust. "Paya has blessed me…"


While the others sat expectantly in the background, Ta'uk stood before a large, round table whose top glowed beautifully in a blueish white haze with holographic lines floating above it like a 3D projector. A large cape draped across one of his shoulders as he analyzed the tabletop carefully, giving great thought to whatever it was that he was studying. The Elders and Ancients could be heard talking amongst one another, discussing courses of action on many things…until the entry doors to the room pulled back with a barely audible whoosh, and in stepped two of their Blooded – one Yautja…one obviously not. At long last…

To be continued…


Well there ya go folks! Lex and Scar finally delve deep into those strong sexual tensions we got all throughout the original The Enemy's Heart. Mind you, I'm not the best when it comes to lemons, but I promise to not only try to get better, but also that this isn't the LAST chance we'll get to see some extraterrestrial breeding on a galactic scale between these two.

Originally I had intended on making this chapter go up to another 5 pages, but life prevented me from completing this Component. Still, I did not want to miss this chance to update on time!

See you guys in two weeks - where Scar, Lex, and the Council of Elders get to come face to face and exchange words...and, maybe some blows? Who knows? I sure the hell don't! And that's what makes this so exciting!

Later MistFits!