Chapter 3

Terre had been at her station all that day and all that night. She constantly watched the bio panel to check the Queen's life signs and did what the military guy said not to do, stare at the Queen. She wheezed almost all the time and looked over bloated. Like she had been pig fed or overly pregnant. She hardly ever moved, only fidgeted every now and then and always seemed in pain. One thing Terre had observed that no one went inside the cage alone. Only in groups of 20 at the least and that was only when they were armed to the teeth. What they did when they were in there was simple. They opened one side of the white sac attached to her underbelly and reached in for something. They would always be crowded around it so Terre never saw what they took. That had happened after every 5 hours. So she had seen it a couple of times now. The containers that the 'stuff they had taken' were then transported through a moving assembly line through the wall. Of course Terre didn't know what was there but she knew it would be top secret.

It looked in so much pain. Terre had been watching it for a while now and couldn't help but utter a few sighs and sorrowful tears. As a silent tear slipped down her cheek she was approached by a scientist.

"Hi there. Are you the newby?" Terre quickly gathered herself and wiped her tear away discreetly. She smiled at the new man and looked over his appearance. He was tall, had a strong build and the same army cut as every other soldier in the complex. But he had a smile that screamed 'lady killer' at her and she couldn't help but beam at him. he was handsome with his big blue eyes, brown hair and strong chin.

"Yes I am. Terre's the name."

"Dan's the name. and pleased to meet you Terre. Can I call you Terr?"

"Sure. So what do you do down here?"

"What do you do down here?"

"I asked you first." Terre turned round in her chair. he was leaning on one foot in the ground. On foot on the base of her chair and had his arms resting on his raised knee.

"Alright I give in. I am the weapons expert around here. I am here to keep the Queen bug at bay. You?"

"I'm here to keep her alive." She chuckled at him and he smiled, dashingly back to her.

"I don't hurt her you know. I am here just in case."

"In case of what? She can hardly move as it is..." she returned her gaze to the Queen. She was still laid on one side, breathing harshly.

"Well you won't be in this position for long. That old girl is on her way out. That's why we keep her separate form the others. So a new Queen can't be appointed." Terre was about to ask him what he meant by others when a not so friendly face appeared and walked up to them.

"Lieutenant! Do not fraternise with my staff. Go and get your pussy from some where else. Let her do her job!"

"Yes sir!" Dan turned and gave her a wink and whispered to her, so that only she could hear. "See you soon Terr." He marched off and out of the almost empty basement, leaving her on her own with an Alien Queen in a pen, and this very vulgar man.

"I just realised that I haven't told you my name. I am General Snide. Lean it. now! I want a progress report of big momma's condition."

"Well sir. General Snide. Her blood sugar levels are at an all time low and her lipase and protease enzymes have all denatured in the internal bleeding. Her acidic blood is killing her from the inside out. Two major veins and arteries have burst and her blood flow is minimal. She is dying sir. And I cant help her. from the looks of the damage she has been like this for at least a month."

"Damn it we still need her!" the General thumped the panel and bared his teeth. "We still need her!"

"What for General? Why are you keeping this Queen here in the first place?"

"Well I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell you. Our aim is to study her and her species. To discover a way to kill the friggers. And to find a way to protect our weaponry from their acidic blood, and us if at all possible."

"So how do you study her and her race by having me watch her?"

"Oh my dear, your part in this is nothing. You are simply here to monitor her. have you seen that amniotic sac on her underside?"

"Yes sir." The General smirked evilly and started to scare Terre.

"She isn't just called a Queen Alien. She is a Queen for a reason. In that Sac she makes her eggs, filled with future drones and killers. We collect them every 4 or 5 hours to give her room to make more. We put them somewhere to grown and study her 'babies' in a laboratory. We dissect them, shoot them, crush them and pin them against each other." Terre's eyes were wide from what she was hearing. You sick son of a bitch! "But nothing has helped us in getting any closer to finding their weakness. Nothing!" he took a deep breath and continued. "In the beginning we could only study her eggs on a small scale and her grown drones on an even smaller scale as a Queen only gives birth by choice and then only when she is fertile. And that even depends on the Queen. This one, if willing, could only give birth to her hundreds once every 6 months. So we ran out of the bugs to quickly. So we altered her DNA and surgically attached her Sac to her, so it would never drop away and so she would always be fertile. And constantly giving birth, every minuet of every day. You can thank your and my boss for that genius idea. That's Field Marshal Ivan Hook by the way. That man is a nasty piece of work. He set up this project and chose you for this job personally. Little girl." He chuckled little girl like he knew something that he shouldn't. And she instantly knew he did.

"What do you mean." He cut her off.

"little girl? Because you are one. Little, 16 year old Terre Jones. Oh yes, that's right. We know all about you and your little I am 21 years old really plan. After a few years of high school you got bored and forged a birth document, getting straight into collage and getting your degree while your peers in high school were still learning the basics. You were born with a huge brain and you have used it ever since. Too bad you didn't count on the recourses Ivan holds in his grasps." He cackled at her, making her feel her under age. "But don't worry my dear. We like your work and have decided to keep you here and promote you to this job anyway. Just thank your luck stars you are valuable and not, or you wouldn't be breathing right now." Terre gulped deeply, not liking the threatening look she was getting from the General. "Well enjoy your nap. You are relieved to go to your new quarters. Dan the fancy man will tame you there. Just whatever you do." He leaned in closer to her, scaring her even more. "Do not let him into your room. You are too young to be anything but a virgin and he will soon change that is he gets into your room. have a nice sleep." He pushed her off her chair and forwards. She walked in the same direction as her push and found Dan waiting for her.

"Hello again Terr. Shall we?"

"Thank you." She lowered her head, frightened and nervous from what she had been told about 'Dan the fancy man' and what he would do to her. She didn't like it one bit and decided to do a runner if possible.

"Here you are. Here's your room...next to mine." Whoopee...

"Thank you and I really need to sleep. Night!" Terre quickly opened her door and locked it before he could even get a good night in...

She caught her breath and looked around her new room. It had a single bed and the walls were bare. There was a bathroom tucked around the corner and a small fridge in the other corner. You must eat in your room then...

Terre undressed, flopped onto the bed and looked over to the time. It was 7:00am and she could only think of her friend, Kim.

She will be waking up right about now...