A/N: Hey, I am so very grateful for the positive responses I got for the first chapter. Thank you guys so much! Your reviews, favs, and follows, all motivated me to write this chapter with speed that even Hermes would be proud of. I did write this late at night and didn't really proofread it, so if you find a mistake tell me! But be kind too! Anyway, favorite, follow, review, and PM, they all encourage me to write faster! Until next chapter!
Daisy struggled to keep up with the creature as it lead her to an unknown destination. She noticed that there was steam streaming from little holes on the floor. The thought that it might be poisonous to her crossed her mind but she shoved it aside. If they wanted to kill her, and the other women, she was sure they would have done so in a more . . . unruly manner. The walls, and just about everything else, was made of steel. Or metal. Bored of her surroundings she studied the hulking mass in front of her. He was tall. On the higher scale of the alien species' height. He would have no problem looking down at her. This bugged her slightly. She had enjoyed being tall, at her 5'7 stature. Granted she wasn't that tall, but on a normal day she stood taller than most people she knew (that weren't other models). It was buff. Like, really buff. Her eyes traveled down its toned arms to its thundering thighs. She was sure if she threw a stone at the alien's thigh it would bounce right off and the guy wouldn't have even noticed. But, unfortunately there were no rocks and testing her theory would probably not have been smart either.
The alien, Th'vk, stopped abruptly and turned to face a panel on the wall. Daisy was grateful that she had kept her distance while walking with the guy or else she would have face planted into his arm. She was sure that it would have hurt her more than him. After entering the pass code a door slides open. He did not enter. Daisy turned to find him staring at her. Okay, maybe it's ladies first. Her hesitant footsteps echoed as stepped through the doorway. The first thing to register in her mind was that the room was a bedroom and that sent chills down her spine. It had a large mattress so grand it would put a California king to shame. In a corner was a door, and she hoped that it was a bathroom. But, what she really noticed was the wall to the far right corner reserved for skulls. Lots of skulls. She timidly walked toward the area. They couldn't be real skulls, could they? Daisy had taken some anthropology classes in college since she found it to be an interesting subject. So, as she froze in front of the display she knew that there were craniums belonging to Homo sapiens. Human skulls. Beyond that she identified several skulls belonging to the Ursidae family and elephantidae.
Daisy didn't understand why it hurt to know that they hunted humans, bears, and elephants, but it did. Are they going to use us as sport? It took a moment to feel that someone was standing behind her. She immediately knew who it was and it frightened her. Was he going to kill her here? In the confines of a bedroom? Daisy didn't know what to do so she laughed. Laughed at the incredulity of it all. What else was one to do on this type of situation? Fight? Oh, it would be an epic five second battle. Daisy was bent over holding her stomach from the pain of insistent laughing. Finally it subsided and she was left in a silent room with an extraterrestrial. He emitted a heat that was oddly comforting. Over laughter she hadn't heard the purring but now it was luring. She turned to face him. There is no way it's coming from him. Her thoughts were cut short, his hand coming to rest on her head. Every muscle in her body froze. His hand was large. It made its way through her hair. Its black soulless eyes studying her behind the mask. His hand trailed lower until it was very close to one of her breasts. Daisy stepped away from him. "Hey, not so fast. I don't even know you." She tried bystep the creature but it didn't allow her. Once again there was silence. Then it moved aside to let her through to the rest of the room. Not really sure of what to do Daisy sat at the edge of the bed all the time eyeing the alien warily. Nothing was spoken for minutes.
Then, there was clicking like she had heard before. "Listen, if you're trying to communicate it's not happening. I don't understand a thing you're saying." The clicking sounds stopped. The alien then started to fiddle with the wrist gauntlet.
"n'jauka - welcome, lout-dte kale - child maker." An androgynous robotic voice spoke.
Child maker? Who the hell gave them that name?
"My name is Daisy, not child maker - or bearer, or anything else of that nature." She gave a hmph at the alien. Sexism in the galaxy, not a surprise. But then she froze. Child maker = baby maker. Please Lord, tell me they have women of their own! She looked at the alien to find that his head was tilted to the side. Unnerved by the silence she thought of something to say him but nothing came to mind. So the silence stayed looming over them.
He finally moved away from her to find something in the dressers. Daisy watched curious as to what it was he was looking for. When he walked back she noticed he carried a piece of cloth in his hand. He dropped said clothes right next to her. Looking between him and the cloth she warily grabbed the cloth to realize that it was not a cloth. It was clothing. Primitive in style. A skimpy bra-like top and a bottom that would hardly cover her rear asset. She was sure that if she put it on that she would look absolutely ridiculous. The only thing that was positive about the outfit was that it was soft to the touch. Daisy was sure that he caught the animal himself. How else would he have gotten the fur? It didn't feel fake. When she didn't move to put it on the alien moved to touch his gauntlet. "Put. On." The command was short but telling. He was getting impatient. She returned her gaze at the garments given to her. Her mind made up, she stood and walked over to the drawer; opening it she shuffled around searching for garments that covered more. Sure she had been a model but she wasn't a big fan of super revealing clothing. She liked to keep her class. Picking out another outfit she quickly made to put it on. She was more than aware that the alien's eyes were burning holes into her back but she ignored it. To ensure she wasn't giving him a free show she had her hair cover her back and kept her bra on. She shimmied the crop top over her head and then lowered her shorts to put on the softer one ones. When she was finished she turned to the alien. Sure enough it was still staring. Enjoy the show, you perv? Daisy thought to herself.
Everything was quiet until she chose to speak. "How well can you understand me?" Her eyes squinted as she scrutinized him.
He pushed a button on his gadget. "Well enough."
Attitude. I had to be picked with one who has an attitude. "If that's so, would you mind telling me why you want women?" Daisy crossed her arms and propped her hip against drawer.
"Breeding. Mating." His answer was short and apathetic.
Shivers were sent down her spine. Daisy couldn't understand why he was able to say it like if it was a normal thing. Her head spun and she was nauseated. She wasn't quite ready to be told that she had been ripped from her life, family, to be ushered to aliens looking to . . . to mate and impregnate her. Bile rose from her stomach and she fought to keep it down. Her breathing eventually evened allowing her to stand straight and stare right into the eyes of the creature that would be her . . . mate. The word made her crinkle her nose in repulsion.
"When is the mating supposed to occur?" Her eyes darted around as she couldn't stand to look at the creature responsible for ruining all her aspirations.
"Now." He stood and before she could fully process his answer he was upon her.
His hand groped at her butt often times painfully, while his other one found itself playing with her breast. Her world was rapidly hurtling out of her control. She had the temptation to go numb and allow this to happen. But she couldn't let it. It just wouldn't be her if she did. Gaining strength she pulled away from him. "No."
He grunted, coming toward her once again. "Do not struggle."
Shaking her head she took steps backwards. "I refuse to be taken unwillingly. Let us make a deal. Unless you want to take a woman dishonorably."
Th'vk froze at her last word. He then used his gauntlet to speak with Daisy. "What deal?"
Daisy sighed in relief at the fact that he was actually contemplating a deal. "You give me a year to accommodate. In that year you try to win me over. Steel my heart, kind of a thing." She was shaking inside both from the hopefulness that he would accept and the fear that he would not.
He shook his head. "A year is too long." Th-vk stepped forward again.
"Wait!" Daisy threw out her hands to stop him. "Six months!" Th-vk was stationary yet again. "Six months. All I ask is six months! Please. . ." Her voice cracked as tears poured down her face. The only sound audible in the room was her sniffles.
Then a shift of Th-vk moving away from her sounded and she turned her tear-blurred gaze at him. "Very well. We will have six months to know each other." He spun around and meet her stare. "Rest, it has been a long day." Without a further word he left Daisy in the confines of the room, alone.
Without any strength left in her body she collapsed to the floor. For a long while she stared at the ceiling. The cold, hard, floor her only company. Daisy's mind fought to keep her stable. Her sanity was so very fragile. She was at a complete loss on how to handle her situation. In truth what she had just done was make a pact with the devil. Sold her soul, and body, for more time. To have some freedom before she would be forced to reproduce for her captor - with her captor. She still had yet to even see his face! He was constantly wearing that abhorred mask. What monstrosity was he hiding under it that he hadn't wanted her to see yet? The answer to the question itched at her. He could look completely normal, but the universe was too cruel a place for that. No, he most definitely would not be her definition of 'attractive'. She would have to learn to cope with that. Falling in love had not been a priority for a long while. Daisy had simply had other things that were more important to her. Family, friends, work. All of those things had held her attention and dating had always came last.
She would often have jokes made at her about how a guy could never get past her driveway. The funny thing was they were true. Daisy had never been serious enough about a guy to let him into her house, or into her. Yes, she was in fact still a virgin. Proud about it too. Unlike other women her libido simply wasn't working to its max and that was okay with her. Plus, she had never wanted to simply have sex for the fun of it. When she did give in she wanted to be utterly and completely in love. A foolish notion? Maybe, but none the less what she had hoped for. What she still hoped for. Yes, even though it was insanely foolish she had hope that she would find love. Even if it meant being with an alien and having little extraterrestrial babies. Hope was the only thing she could cling to, and so she was going to. Picking herself off the floor she made her way to the bed and lay herself on top of the soft bed sheets. She lay there for a while, and waited for sleep to come. Eventually she went into a state of limbo where she was aware of her surroundings but still resting. There was a sound of the door opening and footsteps treading toward the bed. Daisy was far too gone to care about Th'vk and continued her daze. She was shocked to feel a blanket be draped over her. The bed shifted as he lay in bed with her. After some time she was completely gone in her dreams.
