The Breeding Prize - Aya Morningstar Page 0,8
should have gone through the fucking portal. He warned me this would happen, and I wanted to live with my head in the sand instead of letting him protect me in the way he knew would be best.
Now he’s being eaten alive by these disgusting things, and once they’ve eaten through him, they will claim me as their fertile prize.
I grab the thickest book I can find—a dictionary that is on a very short pedestal for the kids to use—and hold it over my head.
I tremble as I walk, but the goblin aliens are so focused on tearing Raiska apart that they don’t seem me approaching.
I get to the one on Raiska’s arm, and I slam the book right into its head as hard as I can. The green-skinned alien lets go of him just long enough that he shakes it free. With one of the things off of him, he’s able to swing his scythe. Another alien jumps off of him to dodge the scythe, and Raiska grabs hold of me.
He kicks the last alien off his leg, and he holds me against his body, and with his one good arm, he points the scythe forward at the disgusting little aliens.
Their cocks are soft now, but still massive, and they hiss at Raiska as he backs away.
“Can we get to the portal now, human?” he asks me.
“Yes. God, I’m so sorry, Raiska.”
“Do you trust me now.”
I just nod as tears stream down my face. The three little things look down at their fallen brother and shriek, and then they follow us. Raiska swings his scythe, and they jump back. They saw how easily he cut off the other’s head, and they don’t want to risk rushing into Raiska’s scythe again.
He backs away slowly.
“Get behind me,” he orders.
I go behind him, and with his body and insane scythe between me and the little aliens, they can’t get to me. They start trying to get an angle on us though. Two of them fan out while one stays in the middle.
Raiska throws the scythe. It moves in a flash of impossible colors, and it slices off the one trying to come from the left’s leg.
All three of them screech, and the one coming from the right leaps toward Raiska.
He catches it mid-air by the neck. He squeezes, and it gasps hopelessly for air.
The middle one jumps toward us, and Raiska throws the choking one forward. Their heads bash together, and they go down in a heap.
He lifts me up and tosses me over his shoulder. His scythe is gone as far as I can tell—as if it just disappeared into thin air—and he starts running through the library, toward the emergency exit.
Just as we’re about to get clear, a lanky, shirtless alien with purple skin steps into our path.
Raiska puts me down onto the ground and pulls me behind him once again. I cling to him. My hands find a place to grip on his cut abs, my fingers resting in his v-cut. I press my cheek against the rippling muscles of his back, and as scared as I am, I risk peeking my head out.
Raiska has his scythe again. It appears out of nowhere just like it disappeared.
The purple alien raises both of his hands, and what looks like a swarm of locusts begins to materialize out of thin air.
“Fuck,” Raiska hisses. “It’s a nanoswarm.”
“What the fuck is that?”
“It’s very bad for us. Very few humanoid species can command a nanoswarm.”
“What does it do—”
In answer to my question, the swarm lashes forward like a black pillar. Raiska swings his scythe at it, and it cuts through, but the swarm keeps moving. Even if Raiska did destroy part of it, it doesn’t seem to slow or stop it. It just splits around his scythe and surges forward.
Raiska turns around and dives onto me. He pins me to the ground and covers me with his body.
I hear him grunt in pain, and there’s a loud, mechanical hiss and buzz all around me. The swarm must be eating him alive to get to me. He’s used his body to shield me, but he can’t fight back, he—
The buzzing stops abruptly. No, it hasn’t stopped, it’s just moving away.
Raiska gets up off me, and I look up just in time to see the man from earlier. The one who was eating all the cheese steaks.
He’s walking casually up behind the purple alien, a half-eaten cheese steak in his hand. He flashes in non-existent colors,