Arrival

I don’t even see any indication in his gaze that I managed to hurt him.

Reality is slowly sinking in as the seconds tick by, and I have to face it.

He’s bigger.

Stronger.

Before all this happened, before Earth was captured, I wouldn’t have stood much of a chance against him.

I sure as hell don’t stand a chance against him now in my condition.

Muscles flex against me as the alien adjusts his grasp and that deep vibration of his continues as he lowers his head to my neck.

I jerk and try to get away. I’ve seen his teeth.

It’s clear what they can do.

But the alien only holds me steady.

This vibration he’s emitting is interjected with clicks and the intensity increases as I lose the energy to fight back.

Outside of this situation, the sound he’s making would be almost…comforting. Calming.

I stiffen as my heart continues to hammer against my chest.

Is that what he is trying to do? Calm me?

The click-clicking and the thrumming purr don’t stop.

The alien continues to vibrate and I swear there is a strange sensation against my skin.

The throaty vibration seems to surround us even as the alien spins me to face him.

I’m suddenly lifted and a screech leaves my lips.

In one movement, he throws me over his shoulder in a sort of fireman hold and my front is crushed against the pure, hard muscle of his back.

I try to fight, slamming my lesser-damaged fist against him as I kick my legs.

But he’s moving now. Ignoring my pitiful attempts at freeing myself.

I choke on a sob before I roar at him—at the universe—at fucking everything!

But my actions have no effect.

Once again, I am helpless.