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- Nov 9, 2014
"We need to find another planet to call home." A man told his surperior.
The woman looked up from where she was seated and nodded. Her legs were crossed delicately over her form, gently kicking one leg out as she looked to her underling. "I am well aware of that, Trandou." She said softly. She slowly rose from the throne where she was seated. The entire hall had been crafted of bones. These bones were collected from their enemies then forged together to build the throne, as well as the rest of the colony. Each of the houses were built of the same bone like structure that their queens throne was built from. This particular colony had a mistress named Sanan. Sanan's species was fantastically skilled at hunting, stalking, and ripping appart its prey. With cat-like bodies and huge muscular jaws, they could destroy anything that came into their path. Sarence glanced back at the throne then looked to her left. "Daedric..." She said, calling to her husband. A large tiger looked up from the ground and clicked a couple of noises at her. She nodded. "Stay here, As leader of the military I shall go prepare to investigate the near-by planets... you, my love, rule in my absence. If I do not send word to you in 3 months time, find me." The black cat with green, yellow, and red markings stood and put his muzzel into her hand. "I will be fine my love." She said, gently stroking her hand over her mates large head, her claws massaging his skull. "It's time we move. Our young have been dying for too long, at this rate we will not last long. I will build up a colony on another planet and send word back here if it is successful. Give me 3 months." She said, repeating the time period. Doing so seemed to make the large cat whimper, a small attest to his annoyance. He complied however, not having another choice as she was the one that was in charge. He watch mournfully as his mate stalked out of the room, to the doors.
Sarence's paws crushed un-settled peices of bone into their places. Their colony was entirely constructed out of the corpses of their foe. Each time their species killed someone, or tortured someone, they would lop off a peice of the body as a trophy and seal it into place in the colony. This was until they had wiped all of the other species from their planet, and the ones they didn't wipe out they had enslaved, working for them on the mining locations across the planet. Those that didn't mine were put into forced breeding, where they would create new bones for the enclosure. This, to Sarence, was a normal day-to-day occurance. People that weren't her species deserved to be tortured for their will and desires to be acomplished, a means to an end one might say. She had no sympathy for those that came into their territory uninvited. If they didn't come in, they wouldn't be captured, that was how she saw it. She didn't realize the hypocracy when was going to be commiting, going to a planet uninvited, she was asking for karma to bite her in the ass.
She made her way to her ship, but just before entering it she was stopped by the tiger at her leg. He didn't stay a tiger long, shifting his form into a naked male form in front of her. "Mistress..." he said softly. "Please, take others with you... I beg you..."
She looked at him, usually she would kill anyone to challange her, but in this case he was her mate, regardless how many actual sexual-mates she had, she would listen. Turning from him she walked back into their hive, shifting her form to screech at them. The hive soldiers looked over from their posts and she screeched again. They all shifted and followed after her. She was taking 6 total with her, 5 other males, they should be okay togehter.
"We will send word if it's in habitable. Three months." She said to her mate, nuzzling him. She was talking to him in a series of clicks and screeches that only their species understood. He nodded and wished her luck, watching her board with the other 5 on the ship before it took off. He stepped back getting blasted by the exhast as he watched it rocket off. He returned to the hive, instructing them to prepare to attack earth in three months time if the queen did not return.
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It took 2 weeks for them to arrive at the planet earth, their ship had to travel three galaxies in order to make it to earth. They were from extremely far away, it was cold where they lived but they could easily adapt.
Sarence brought the ship down to the earth, just outside a place that seemed to her to be a giant grey rock. A large one at that. She slowly landed the ship and all of the men and the queen who boarded the ship at the planet. They exited and started to walk along the sandy ground.
"I can breathe..." One of them said.
Sarence nodded. "Yes... toxicity level 4%..." She said, tasting the air. "Perfect for breeding..."
They went on to look around, one digging at the ground. "The ground is dead." He said.
"At least it is here..." Sarence retorted.
Meanwhile, in the city they had seen the ship land on radar. Their system was able to read a UFO and when it landed they were already sending crews out to investigate, with weapons of all sorts. Before Sarence and friends knew it, they were sorrounded. The crew instantly went into fight mode, lunging and tearing appart armor to toss it asside and rip the crucial elements of human life straight from the body of the men. A few of the members were caught easily, a couple of them put up a fight though and all of them took a lot of gas to knock out. Sarence however was a different story, as a queen she was stronger and larger than all of her other comrads, becoming queen wasn't a birthright. She fought tooth and nail for it. It took a lot to bring sarence down, arrows through her bones, daggers in her flesh, and even when she was brought to the ground finally, with struggle, she still didn't give in, thrashing and snarling as her comrades were carried off. She screeched and attempted to pull free but the main hunter lunged onto her and slammed a dagger through the top of her muzzle, through the bottom.She snarled and ripped her head from his hands and grabbed his arm in her mouth and snapped it clean off. The man recoiled and fell over, thrashing as he lost a lot of blood. The remaining hunters slammed the dagger through her muzzel again quickly turning it underneath her chin so she couldn't yank it out, they curled the blade so that opening her mouth would only dig it deep into her throat. She thrashed her tail and continued to struggle as they subdued her and her hive. They used chains to bind her and drag her onto the carrier, along with her pack members, towards the city. Sarence had to be gased for the time being, but they knew it wouldn't last long and they had to find a place for her and the others before they woke up and destroyed them. They had an underground entrance that they took her into, dragging her up through it towards the inside of the science docking bay that was at the beginning of the lab entrance. They took them in and put them in the gas chamber to completely knock them out so they could fassion chambers to keep them in. Sarence however was another thing all together. Sarence would need to be restrained differently after being gased. Being she was the queen of the hive, she had everything - where as her comrades only had one of each of the elements within them. There was only one female - Sarence. Each Hive had but one and killed off the others if they were born. A hive queen could last a thousand years, there was no need for the other females. However, they would find this all out the hard way.
"Well now, what are you, all those wounds and you're not dead... How intriguing." An older man with glasses on and a bald head took out a clipboard and started documenting everything about the creature. "Hey, Samsmon, come over here and check out this thing they found." ((This would be the scientist that is the "ass kisser" of the leader))
A man dressed in Khaki's a white t-shirt and a lab coat walked over. "Well I'll be, what in the world is it?"
Another man walked in and was washing blood from his hands with a wet towel. "That ain't from our world." He said. "Best lock it up and figure out the best way to stop it from killing us, it's strong." He'd seen these creatures before, only once though, and only back when he worked with area 15 in the CIA. Jason was an ex-gov official, he heard about this project and after losing all faith in the corruption that was the government, decided to throw his future into the project they had going. He washed blood from his hands and grabbed some gloves made of titanium chain mail. An advancement in the human-age somewhere around year 2800. He slipped it on his hands and walked over to her, careful of her large fangs. "God damn, her teeth are larger than my forearm! I've never seen one THIS big before... She must be the queen." He said, looking at them, he pushed at the tooth and she snarled, a somewhat alien-screech type snarl with some type of clicking sound in it. "Hm. Seems Titanium is going to be our best bet." Jason said. "Samson, go melt down some titanium, we need shackles for this beast."
Samson took off and returned momentarily. They started to go about the process of moving her from the painful contraption that was created by the arrows and chains, to slightly more comfortable but stronger holding devices that would surely keep her in place. When they were done they had a chain around her feet, waist, chest, neck, muzzle and midsection. She was forced in a standing position by the metal stand that was attached at her midsection, like a little statue. Her eyes darted around, looking at all the human signatures in the room. Little did they know, titanium stopped her ability to perform her psychic commands, or all of these men would be swimming in vats of acid, willingly. She snarled into the muzzle. Jason walked up and fastened a spacer of Titanium between her jaws, forcing her mouth open so they could examine here just a bit more easily. He looked at her mouth and his eyes widened slightly. "Hey, Samson, get me a Cup." He said. Samson did as he was asked. Jason put a piece of plastic over the cup, pressed the cup to her fang and pushed at her gum. As he had imagined, she had venom in her fangs. "Hm. Interesting..." He looked at the venom and it didn't take but a couple of seconds for that one drop of venom to eat through the plastic and then fall onto his leg, eating straight through his leg and through the floor below. It happened so fast that his scream was after it was already in the ground. He dropped the cup and convulsed in pain. Sarence looked at him as if she was happy to see the bastard in pain. Jason thrashed on the ground as the medical team rushed in to escort him out, followed by the leader of the facility to come look at their new experiment.
The sound of a man screaming. That was what greeted him as the door opened to the refurbished holding cell. He stepped back as the medical team rushed in, instantly tearing at fabric and unfolding a gurney, lifting the quickly sedated Jason up and out of the room. One word escaped his lips as he finally entered, his deep voice rumbling in excitement. "Magnificent." He had been appraised of the situation as soon as the object was sighted on the radar, letting Dr. Roberts head the expedition, but even after receiving the reports of the encounter he hadn't expected... this. It wasn't humanoid, as he had assumed, but a quadruped with feline features. And it was huge.
More scientists filed in and a moment later he snapped into action, fingers pointing as he barked orders. "Double check those restraints, get an engineering team in here to get a second opinion. Make sure that spacer is secure." He paused for barely breath as he considered the beasts range of movement. "Extend that collar and get it strengthened, the last thing we need is that head thrashing about. And get me a sample of that acid. I want to know the chemical structure and the strength. Use lead if you have to."
"Yes, Dr. Fairchild," the voices in the room answered simultaneously, but his cold eyes fell on Samsun in particular. "And Dr. Kravits, determine its gender, if it even has one. I want to know everything about it." Samson echoed his acknowledgement once more, but his lone voice seemed considerably muted against the presence of David Fairchild.
The woman looked up from where she was seated and nodded. Her legs were crossed delicately over her form, gently kicking one leg out as she looked to her underling. "I am well aware of that, Trandou." She said softly. She slowly rose from the throne where she was seated. The entire hall had been crafted of bones. These bones were collected from their enemies then forged together to build the throne, as well as the rest of the colony. Each of the houses were built of the same bone like structure that their queens throne was built from. This particular colony had a mistress named Sanan. Sanan's species was fantastically skilled at hunting, stalking, and ripping appart its prey. With cat-like bodies and huge muscular jaws, they could destroy anything that came into their path. Sarence glanced back at the throne then looked to her left. "Daedric..." She said, calling to her husband. A large tiger looked up from the ground and clicked a couple of noises at her. She nodded. "Stay here, As leader of the military I shall go prepare to investigate the near-by planets... you, my love, rule in my absence. If I do not send word to you in 3 months time, find me." The black cat with green, yellow, and red markings stood and put his muzzel into her hand. "I will be fine my love." She said, gently stroking her hand over her mates large head, her claws massaging his skull. "It's time we move. Our young have been dying for too long, at this rate we will not last long. I will build up a colony on another planet and send word back here if it is successful. Give me 3 months." She said, repeating the time period. Doing so seemed to make the large cat whimper, a small attest to his annoyance. He complied however, not having another choice as she was the one that was in charge. He watch mournfully as his mate stalked out of the room, to the doors.
Sarence's paws crushed un-settled peices of bone into their places. Their colony was entirely constructed out of the corpses of their foe. Each time their species killed someone, or tortured someone, they would lop off a peice of the body as a trophy and seal it into place in the colony. This was until they had wiped all of the other species from their planet, and the ones they didn't wipe out they had enslaved, working for them on the mining locations across the planet. Those that didn't mine were put into forced breeding, where they would create new bones for the enclosure. This, to Sarence, was a normal day-to-day occurance. People that weren't her species deserved to be tortured for their will and desires to be acomplished, a means to an end one might say. She had no sympathy for those that came into their territory uninvited. If they didn't come in, they wouldn't be captured, that was how she saw it. She didn't realize the hypocracy when was going to be commiting, going to a planet uninvited, she was asking for karma to bite her in the ass.
She made her way to her ship, but just before entering it she was stopped by the tiger at her leg. He didn't stay a tiger long, shifting his form into a naked male form in front of her. "Mistress..." he said softly. "Please, take others with you... I beg you..."
She looked at him, usually she would kill anyone to challange her, but in this case he was her mate, regardless how many actual sexual-mates she had, she would listen. Turning from him she walked back into their hive, shifting her form to screech at them. The hive soldiers looked over from their posts and she screeched again. They all shifted and followed after her. She was taking 6 total with her, 5 other males, they should be okay togehter.
"We will send word if it's in habitable. Three months." She said to her mate, nuzzling him. She was talking to him in a series of clicks and screeches that only their species understood. He nodded and wished her luck, watching her board with the other 5 on the ship before it took off. He stepped back getting blasted by the exhast as he watched it rocket off. He returned to the hive, instructing them to prepare to attack earth in three months time if the queen did not return.
_______
It took 2 weeks for them to arrive at the planet earth, their ship had to travel three galaxies in order to make it to earth. They were from extremely far away, it was cold where they lived but they could easily adapt.
Sarence brought the ship down to the earth, just outside a place that seemed to her to be a giant grey rock. A large one at that. She slowly landed the ship and all of the men and the queen who boarded the ship at the planet. They exited and started to walk along the sandy ground.
"I can breathe..." One of them said.
Sarence nodded. "Yes... toxicity level 4%..." She said, tasting the air. "Perfect for breeding..."
They went on to look around, one digging at the ground. "The ground is dead." He said.
"At least it is here..." Sarence retorted.
Meanwhile, in the city they had seen the ship land on radar. Their system was able to read a UFO and when it landed they were already sending crews out to investigate, with weapons of all sorts. Before Sarence and friends knew it, they were sorrounded. The crew instantly went into fight mode, lunging and tearing appart armor to toss it asside and rip the crucial elements of human life straight from the body of the men. A few of the members were caught easily, a couple of them put up a fight though and all of them took a lot of gas to knock out. Sarence however was a different story, as a queen she was stronger and larger than all of her other comrads, becoming queen wasn't a birthright. She fought tooth and nail for it. It took a lot to bring sarence down, arrows through her bones, daggers in her flesh, and even when she was brought to the ground finally, with struggle, she still didn't give in, thrashing and snarling as her comrades were carried off. She screeched and attempted to pull free but the main hunter lunged onto her and slammed a dagger through the top of her muzzle, through the bottom.She snarled and ripped her head from his hands and grabbed his arm in her mouth and snapped it clean off. The man recoiled and fell over, thrashing as he lost a lot of blood. The remaining hunters slammed the dagger through her muzzel again quickly turning it underneath her chin so she couldn't yank it out, they curled the blade so that opening her mouth would only dig it deep into her throat. She thrashed her tail and continued to struggle as they subdued her and her hive. They used chains to bind her and drag her onto the carrier, along with her pack members, towards the city. Sarence had to be gased for the time being, but they knew it wouldn't last long and they had to find a place for her and the others before they woke up and destroyed them. They had an underground entrance that they took her into, dragging her up through it towards the inside of the science docking bay that was at the beginning of the lab entrance. They took them in and put them in the gas chamber to completely knock them out so they could fassion chambers to keep them in. Sarence however was another thing all together. Sarence would need to be restrained differently after being gased. Being she was the queen of the hive, she had everything - where as her comrades only had one of each of the elements within them. There was only one female - Sarence. Each Hive had but one and killed off the others if they were born. A hive queen could last a thousand years, there was no need for the other females. However, they would find this all out the hard way.
"Well now, what are you, all those wounds and you're not dead... How intriguing." An older man with glasses on and a bald head took out a clipboard and started documenting everything about the creature. "Hey, Samsmon, come over here and check out this thing they found." ((This would be the scientist that is the "ass kisser" of the leader))
A man dressed in Khaki's a white t-shirt and a lab coat walked over. "Well I'll be, what in the world is it?"
Another man walked in and was washing blood from his hands with a wet towel. "That ain't from our world." He said. "Best lock it up and figure out the best way to stop it from killing us, it's strong." He'd seen these creatures before, only once though, and only back when he worked with area 15 in the CIA. Jason was an ex-gov official, he heard about this project and after losing all faith in the corruption that was the government, decided to throw his future into the project they had going. He washed blood from his hands and grabbed some gloves made of titanium chain mail. An advancement in the human-age somewhere around year 2800. He slipped it on his hands and walked over to her, careful of her large fangs. "God damn, her teeth are larger than my forearm! I've never seen one THIS big before... She must be the queen." He said, looking at them, he pushed at the tooth and she snarled, a somewhat alien-screech type snarl with some type of clicking sound in it. "Hm. Seems Titanium is going to be our best bet." Jason said. "Samson, go melt down some titanium, we need shackles for this beast."
Samson took off and returned momentarily. They started to go about the process of moving her from the painful contraption that was created by the arrows and chains, to slightly more comfortable but stronger holding devices that would surely keep her in place. When they were done they had a chain around her feet, waist, chest, neck, muzzle and midsection. She was forced in a standing position by the metal stand that was attached at her midsection, like a little statue. Her eyes darted around, looking at all the human signatures in the room. Little did they know, titanium stopped her ability to perform her psychic commands, or all of these men would be swimming in vats of acid, willingly. She snarled into the muzzle. Jason walked up and fastened a spacer of Titanium between her jaws, forcing her mouth open so they could examine here just a bit more easily. He looked at her mouth and his eyes widened slightly. "Hey, Samson, get me a Cup." He said. Samson did as he was asked. Jason put a piece of plastic over the cup, pressed the cup to her fang and pushed at her gum. As he had imagined, she had venom in her fangs. "Hm. Interesting..." He looked at the venom and it didn't take but a couple of seconds for that one drop of venom to eat through the plastic and then fall onto his leg, eating straight through his leg and through the floor below. It happened so fast that his scream was after it was already in the ground. He dropped the cup and convulsed in pain. Sarence looked at him as if she was happy to see the bastard in pain. Jason thrashed on the ground as the medical team rushed in to escort him out, followed by the leader of the facility to come look at their new experiment.
The sound of a man screaming. That was what greeted him as the door opened to the refurbished holding cell. He stepped back as the medical team rushed in, instantly tearing at fabric and unfolding a gurney, lifting the quickly sedated Jason up and out of the room. One word escaped his lips as he finally entered, his deep voice rumbling in excitement. "Magnificent." He had been appraised of the situation as soon as the object was sighted on the radar, letting Dr. Roberts head the expedition, but even after receiving the reports of the encounter he hadn't expected... this. It wasn't humanoid, as he had assumed, but a quadruped with feline features. And it was huge.
More scientists filed in and a moment later he snapped into action, fingers pointing as he barked orders. "Double check those restraints, get an engineering team in here to get a second opinion. Make sure that spacer is secure." He paused for barely breath as he considered the beasts range of movement. "Extend that collar and get it strengthened, the last thing we need is that head thrashing about. And get me a sample of that acid. I want to know the chemical structure and the strength. Use lead if you have to."
"Yes, Dr. Fairchild," the voices in the room answered simultaneously, but his cold eyes fell on Samsun in particular. "And Dr. Kravits, determine its gender, if it even has one. I want to know everything about it." Samson echoed his acknowledgement once more, but his lone voice seemed considerably muted against the presence of David Fairchild.