Mysterian(Me X DonVoltonus)

The planet Zin is a recently colonized planet by the humans, the expedition that settled on this newly found planet were but a handful of humans who are mostly settlers with even fewer that carry weaponry. It is very unfortunate for the human settlers that they landed on a wrong planet, for the planet reeks of the thrill of hunt, and by hunt means the place is a game preserved sanctuary, though it didn't mean that the planet doesn't welcome visitors, for its lush garden beauty have deceived a lot of spacers, and the owners just loved it when innocent aliens get trapped in the planet only to serve as additive for the entertainment. Such gruesome fate awaits those who are caught on the crosshairs of the slavers for usually they are left with grim options, first is get killed by those who are looking for a challenge as planetary past time, second is become a staple meal for the hunters and their viscous pets, and lastly is become a slave to the slavers. Only a few have ever got the chance of being sold into slavery, because anyone who is taken as slave is deemed to be..... exotic, one who a posses a fascinating trait, usually.... good and attractive looks are the grounds for slave market value, the more the exquisite the slave is, the higher the price.

It didn't take long for the human settlers to be easily ambushed and obliterated even at the height of daylight, the camp where the colony ship landed is sacked and every human males were killed due to having little to no resistance against the planet's slave drivers, they also don't find human males to be adequate or pricey to be sold into slavery so the only fate a human male would be in the face of defeat is to be consumed just as any ordinary meal, a fate that is to be considered very unpleasant.

However, one of the alien slavers particularly a tracker who is among the hunting party have tracked something..... peculiar, he found strange human tracks on the muddy clearing, he deemed this human foot track to be of no male but rather something else and he also found the scent of to be totally...... alluring due to the strong fragrance his nose just caught, well this tracker clearly hasn't scented perfume. At first he goes to the human colony ship to gather some clues about this human, and just adding to his luck, he found the quarters of this human he is tracking, by following the faint scent of the perfume, his strong nose had taken him into the right room within the ship. The tracker familiarized himself with the things he is carefully investigating, he looked at the pictures from the drawers, and from there he saw that the human is truly not a male but a female, when he looked at the picture, what he saw totally made him so.... aroused, almost to the point of getting crazed because of sheer lust. He closed the room and didn't let anyone of his fellow looters get in. He goes on to investigate further, and it didn't take long for this tracker to find the perfume which the scent originated from, he took it so that it would aid him in his hunt. Finally, what really drove this tracker mad is when he caught the unmentionables from the dresser, he meticulously analyzed the soft material of the bras and panties, and then when he scented it, his brain almost gone haywire. Like being under the influence of a powerful drug, the strong scent of Mary's pheromones left on the bras and panties have made the tracker so driven that he will track this very exotic and exquisite human...... Even to the ends of the Earth! Before he left the ship, he took all of bras and panties plus the picture as tracking aids, but one thing he forgot to investigate was her gun, this tracker seemed to have not noticed that the human he is about to track down is well armed, the tracker probably ignored this due to the fight he had witnessed earlier, he thought that humans are easy game. Will he be right about this human, or will Mary prove him dead wrong? LET THE HUNT BEGIN

Mary(pic)

Tracker

Mary frowned, rapping her radio on a nearby tree. "Come in Base 1, do you read me?" She sighed as only static returned, brushing her deep green hair out of her face. Adjusting her red tinted glasses, continuing down the path she had chosen, heavy gun slung over her back. The weapon would have been far to much for a normal human, but with some well hidden biotics in her arms she could handle the bulky device with ease.

"I need to find higher ground." She muttered, looking around, spotting a large tree and heading for it, climbing with practiced ease. Despite having the looks of a model, she was clearly the most trained of their party, slender and muscular, while retaining femeninity. Seating herself on a high branch, she pulled out her heavy rifle, peering through the scope. She was too far now to see her camp however, so she pulled out her radio to try it again.

Just as the tracker left the ship, he heard something among the scattered objects and devices laid messily on the ground, he took this human contraption, well a radio and he heard the voice of probably the one he is tracking, her voice brought bliss to his savage brain. Unfortunately for him though, he doesn't know how to use the radio nor has any idea at all about its function. The conglomerate alien species of planet Zin uses telepathy as a means of locating one another, fortunately humans cannot be located simply because they lack telepathic features. Too bad for the tracker that he has to do the tracking just with the aid of his basic senses, nevertheless, he brought with him the radio.

He began tracking by following the faint scent of the perfume that still hangs on the air, although the scent is moderately starting to deteriorate, the tracker still manages to pick up the smallest of traces. The trail leads into thick foliage of vegetation, some of the scent have deposited onto the leaves, aiding the tracker in his path. If his target is moving as well then his hunt might be prolonged but that wouldn't much of a problem since his tracking ability is just as good during night time

Unfortunately for Mary, the campsite never responded back at all, she probably has no idea that all of her companions are now corpses and that her ship is getting ransacked and looted by the minute. Leaving her no option to leave the planet.

By this time Mary had found herself a sturdy place in the tree and wrapped herself in a blanket from her knapsack. She figured she could spend the night up here in relative safety and continue in the morning. She laid back against the wood with a yawn, well used to sleeping in such odd places. Unluckily for her, staying in one place for this long would make her easy to find.

The tracker thought that tracking the human would only take a short time but its already nightfall and still he is following the trail, anyway, it wasn't much of a trouble to him since he is already adept in hunting for long periods of time even under the cover of darkness without stopping for rest, the Mysterians have far less fatigue and have more stamina than a conditioned human athlete, their race is truly meant for jungle survival. Not only that, the Mysterians have excellent eyesight even during night time, their eyesight have capabilities that are slightly better than Earth's nocturnal animals, so, no prey could ever hide from their prying eyes. After a couple more hours of thorough searching on the near top side of the of the mountain, the tracker has finally spotted the one he's been stalking, he saw his prey sleeping soundly on a tree wrapped in blankets, he approached carefully, crouching slowly so as not to make much noise by lessening the rustling of leaves, hopefully, the prey doesn't wake up, because if she did, then he's in for a one tough fight.