Page 5 of Captured By the Alien Captain
These creatures enjoy killing so much to the extent that they’d rather get their hands dirty instead of making death easy and instant.
Hitting the loading dock, the ship rocks back and forth before settling in a calm quiet. For a moment, there’s nothing but the sound of our breathing. Can Gunner tell how hard my heart is racing? I hate the unknown and the uncertainty that comes with it.
Leaving the cockpit, I take a closer look at this vessel. Proud to see the damage, I’m surprised to see they already have round bots wielding and fixing the destroyed metal. My smile is wiped right off my face.
This ship is just like the species. No matter what damage is made, healing takes place directly after. Add insult to injury.
“Prepare your weapons,” I instruct with a steady breath. “If we’re meant to die, then we will meet our fate by taking everything that is owed. Eye for an eye.”
Reaching the door attached to the loading dock, I draw my pistol. I don’t know what I plan on doing from this point forward. Hell, this entire mission was done without much thinking.
Before I can think of opening the door to throw myself at the enemy, a loud voice fills the ship. Somehow gaining access to our speakers, a foreign language floods from above. My translator makes it quick to decipher the words.
“Send your leader and admit defeat or suffer the consequences.”
Simple as that, huh? Give myself up or die as a group. What a lovely set of options to pick from.
Chuckling under my breath, I holster my pistol. Through the darkness, I allow my shoulders to sag in defeat.
“And here I thought you bastards were completely heartless.” Sighing softly, I turn around to face my poor crew.
“Commander?”
Many of my crew hold their breath, expecting the worst. If they were smart, they’d toss me out and beg for their lives. However, no one rushes at me. Instead, they wait for my next move. Even with my tight grip on my ship, they all follow what I say.
Taking them all in, a sigh manifests deep in my chest. Accepting that this may be my last time seeing them all, there’s a longing forming. One I typically try to avoid feeling as it’s nothing but a form of weakness.
Right now, weaknesses don’t matter. This is a matter of life and death. I want all of these people to survive.
“This is your final order so listen close. While I hardly believe these monsters will release us, I can’t accept knowing I’ve led you all to your early graves. So please, get in contact with Captain Hendrick, tell him what has happened, and keep this solar system safe.” Voice unwavering, I feel at ease about my fate.
For all I know, this is the best way of making my way to Flora. I can still save her if I survive.
No, Iwillsurvive. Whatever it takes, I’ll save my sister.
No one will stand in my way. While I’m still breathing, I will continue to fight.
2
Runar
“Disable the EMP. Let them leave. If they attempt another attack, fire all cannons and leave nothing behind. Make it quick to ensure no suffering.”
A few curious glances come my way, for good reason. A merciless king suddenly showing mercy is quite odd.
I’m too distracted to be worried about what they’re thinking. My attention is on the human who is currently sitting in one of our interrogation rooms. The one who was radiating confidence during our one and only conversation.
Now she’s been stripped of her weapons, stripped of her decorated jacket to signal she’s their captain. Pacing the room like a caged animal, I watch the way her jaw clenches. She looks like she wants to rip someone’s head off.
For some reason, I find it beyond amusing. A small thing like her, never having lost a fight? She simply hasn’t fought the rightbeing. I find it hard to believe she’d ever find herself in combat with one of my men.
Humans are weak. Despite lacking strength, they’re persistent. Unfortunately, when they have a numbered advantage, they have been able to take out a few of my own.
I’m itching to return the favor, even now. We’ve always had a code amongst my kind. A life for a life. We haven’t caught up with how many deaths and this human can be one more closer to match numbers.
That will be addressed later. Right now, I want to have a conversation with her.
She seeks the healer, demanding her freedom. Well, I have no plans on releasing the woman until she fixes the problems the humans have created.