The Interstellar Slave

Chapter 9: Her Turn

It was less than an hour later when two green guards entered the black room once more. Bituin could not even tell who was who from these since they wore no clothes and almost had the same height. Maybe there was just a matter of an inch difference from these two that was not too obvious.

The taller one eyed her, approaching her. He stared at her for a moment, which she responded in the same manner. Her fists were already tight at her sides. The room fell quiet, all eyes watching her. Rhett, Chao and Shanice looked nervous as their eyes darted from the human girl to the alien.

“I’m next, aren’t I?” Bituin guessed. “You ugly creature! I’m not going just like a meek sheep led to my own s*******r!” She could not believe the green guard smirk. Or was it a sneer? “Don’t touch me!” She stepped back quickly when the alien raised a hand to grab her. Meanwhile, Shanice was suddenly grabbed by the shorter one.

“No! Let go! Please!” Shanice began to cry as she was dragged out of the room. Her butt was on the floor, and she shrieked. Anyhow, she was dragged by the hand.

Bituin felt pity on the dark lady.

“It’s your turn, SF98889. You cannot run away from here,” he said with confidence and coldness.

“My turn to die, huh?” She shook her head. “No! You can’t take me to my death! Not if I can help it, you hideous green creature!” She kicked him in the groin, which made some of the guys gasp. Some even winced or grimaced.

The women, on the other hand, looked on expectantly, with fear though.

Bituin knew that some waited to see if what she did was effective. To her great disappointment, it did not matter to the ET, as if she hadn’t done anything to him. Nonetheless, she saw his eyes become mere slits, hinting that he didn’t like what she did.

So maybe it did something to him even if he didn’t double over, she mused.

 Bituin kicked him in the stomach, which sent the green guard staggering backward. She thought it was her most powerful punch yet since she got there. Some of her fellow prisoners gasped while the others’ jaws hung. They hadn’t seen someone hit an alien that powerfully.

The reptilian humanoid gave her another cold stare, but his eyes reflected that of anger when she blinked her eyes. This fuming didn’t show clearly on his face since it was still devoid of any expression. She thought it must be because of his face that was like a lizard. But when he opened his mouth, it was like he sneered at her.

And maybe he does, she thought hopelessly, not knowing how to hurt this evil being.

She jumped up in the air to deliver a knee blow against the face of the green guard. He didn’t seem to anticipate she would do a follow up. Therefore, he was in for another painful surprise. His face was thrown upward. This time, she knew it hurt him as she heard a c***k.

When Bituin landed back on the floor, her eyes moved up without moving her head. She could see green blood drip from the side of his wide mouth. His sharp pointed teeth were stained by green slimy looking fluid as well. He growled at her, which made the rest of the prisoners step back, giving her and her opponent a wider space.

One green guard rushed into the room and dragged Chao. No matter how he used his martial arts against the said creature, he couldn’t do anything. The room was sealed once again.

“We can do this all night, SF98889!” the green alien announced. “But I’m telling you, you’re going to where you should be,” he added, growling.

“Make me,” her reply. She knew she was provoking him. But then, she didn’t want to just go like a meek animal to the s*******r room. Who knows what would happen to her in that unknown place? At least in the black room, she believed she was safer. “Or are you going to stun me? It’s easier, isn’t it?”

The green guard gave her a mocking smile. Or maybe it was just it all this while whenever he opened his mouth, which somehow irritated her.

“Give me your best shot, SF98889.”

The reptilian humanoid’s tail wiggled slowly as he anticipated her next move. He, too, was in a fight stance, standing oblique to her. His knees were slightly bent, just like her pose. Her fists were in front of her face, one further forward. She bluffed her left and punched her opponent on the side. He slightly jumped upon the force that contacted with his body.

Bituin did not stop attacking him with punches, knees, elbows and kicks. She continued to do so while the enemy blocked all of it. She leapt to the air, landing on his shoulders with folded knees and thighs gripping his head. She delivered a couple of downward elbows on the crown of his head. She heard him grunt.

It was her turn, however, to groan in pain when he caught her by a punch in the side of her body. She thought she fractured a rib or two at least, if not broken that is.

She fell down to the floor, couldn’t breathe normally. The pain was even more intense as she took in some air. It was burning and potent.

She moaned further when he picked her up from the floor and threw her onto his shoulder haphazardly.

“I told you, I can bring you to the place you should be, SF98889.”

She gritted her teeth, heaving and moaning as he balanced her on his wide shoulder. She thought her vision faded in and out because of the pain she was feeling. She closed her eyes to not feel nauseous.

“My name’s not SF98889! I’m Bituin Lee!” she shouted as much as she could. She tried to wriggle out of his hold, but he held her more firmly to not fall.

The alien walked purposely and none of the prisoners tried to stop him or had the guts to do so, but she understood. They were powerless.

She heard the door hiss open, and he walked past it. When it closed, she closed her eyes, trying to breathe normally. She knew she would be fine a little bit later because of the nanobots that now worked in her broken body.

I can perhaps escape later, she thought as hope bloomed in her heart.