Kanda's Alien: A Scifi Romance (Dagrinian Love 2) (2 page)

Her calm tone has me
taking a deep breath. I’m just biding my time until I can escape.
“Rogan is eighteen.” My heart hurts when I say his name. I can’t be
separated from him for life. I can’t.

Niya nods. “He is already
a warrior. That is a good thing.”

Her words strike a cord in
me. My lips purse as I think about Rogan. To a point, I guess he is
a young man. Tears well in my eyes. I swallow hard to make them go
away. Rogan can take care of himself until I get back.

I stare at my purple
stained fingers and hope he finds my sack with the berries in it. I
long to see his face again. Another lump forms in my throat. I
can’t wait for this to be over. I have to get back to
Rogan.

Silence once again reigns
as we sink into our own thoughts. After what seems like hours, I
hear the outer door open. My head snaps up. I watch my hated captor
enter the room.

His three red eyes sweep
across all of us. A head count. Really? How the hell can we get out
of our cages?

I snort. “Did he think we
would be gone?” Unbelievable.

Niya looks over at the
maroon male and then back at me. “There is a possibility that some
beings have escaped.”

Hmmm. “That’s true.” Niya
is wise beyond her years. I like her.

The yellow alien opens a
slot at the bottom of my cage and slides some kind of bread into my
cage and onto the dirty floor. He does the same for Niya and the
maroon being.

I watch the male go over
to his food, dust it off, and then start eating it. “I wonder how
long he’s been here.”

Niya shakes her head
causing her chain to clink. “I don’t know. But it looks like he is
very familiar with the food.”

Niya moves to her food and
I do the same. We eat in silence. The bread stuff is filled with a
gel substance that is kind of sweet. It’s not my favorite food but
it seems to be edible.

Once we are finished and
the sounds of eating are long gone, silence reigns again. Here, it
is a dark and dreary silence.

Much later, Niya rubs her
belly and frowns. “I don’t think their food agrees with
me.”

“
Or maybe it was the dirt
from the floor. Did you wipe off most of it?” I sure wiped the dirt
off of mine. Is a clean plate too much to ask for.

A chuckle comes from Niya.
“I did wipe the dirt off, but I have had it on my food before.
Maybe I’ll feel better in a bit.”

“
Hopefully so.”

Feeling drained, I lay
down and close my eyes. The chain around my neck clinks as I move
and shift. I hear Niya’s as well as the male’s.

I glance over to see Niya
resting with her eyes closed and her hand on her stomach. That has
to suck. We can’t even try to get any medicinal plants or medicine
of any kind. Being caged is extremely bad.

Movement catches my
attention. The male is moving toward the secured bucket in the far
corner of his cage. I look away when I realize that he is about to
relieve himself. I don’t like the idea of going in a bucket, but it
is better than nothing.

Closing my eyes, I make
myself relax. I need to conserve energy so I can get away when I
get the chance.

I startle awake to the
sound of heaving. I look over to see Niya throwing up in her
bucket. Aww, that is so terrible. My heart hurts for her. I wish I
could do something to help her.

When I escape I’ll make
sure I can bring her with me.

CHAPTER

2

~ Kanda ~

♥

Time is lost to
me.

I don’t know if it’s day
or night. My stomach says it is way passed feeding time. Niya is
resting and the male is sitting up looking at nothing. If the lack
of food doesn’t kill us, boredom may do us in.

Neither is appealing. I
just want to go home.

The sound of the door
opening has my gaze darting up. My stomach sinks when I see three
of our yellow captors entering the room. Did we land while I was
sleeping?

They each pick a cage and
open the door. I take a step back, but my chain is quickly caught.
My hands are roughly bound by my captor. I struggle and he jerks on
my chain. Pain flares through my shoulders and neck. I’m vaguely
aware of Niya struggling as well. Once she is totally bound, she
raises her chin and stands like a warrior.

With my heart desperately
trying to escape my ribs, I try to act as brave as Niya. I’m
shaking but standing tall. I have to get a grip. This could be my
chance to escape. Both of us could be free in no time. Maybe even
the maroon male if he follows. Anticipation has me looking around
for any opportunities.

We are led into the bright
corridor and then straight out of the craft. I stumble on the ramp.
Three red eyes glare down at me. My captor says something in his
high pitched language and then tugs me along.

I guess the alien fucker
was telling me to be careful. This is such a messed up situation. I
have to stay focused and I can’t draw my captor’s attention
again.

Glancing around, I see a
long row of spacecrafts. They are in all sizes and shapes. Most of
them are silver or black. I get a glimpse of a bright pink one
before I’m drawn into a crowd.

A crowd of scary beings.
This shit is real! I can’t believe there are so many different
species. I was so naïve. Parents should teach their kids about shit
like this.

Aliens come in all colors
and shapes. Some with ridged foreheads and some with horns. I’ve
seen beings with as many as six eyes. My eyes bulge when I see a
four-eyed spotted alien start beating a smaller being with blue
skin and a pointed chin. The fear in the smaller being is reflected
in his big gray eyes.

I shudder when the bigger
alien hits its prey hard enough to slam him to the ground with a
sickening sound of bones being crushed. My gaze stays glued to the
deathly still blue skinned being.

The jerking of my chain
has me jumping and yelping in shock. Are we going to be beaten to
death? My heart is pounding so loudly that I can’t hear much of the
noises around me. That is fine with me. I don’t want to hear
anymore death blows.

I glance around at what I
assume is a market and see all kinds of scary things. Food that is
moving in tubs and aliens standing around munching on the live
slimy looking creatures. The squeals of the creatures being eaten
overpowers the sound of my heartbeat.

A four-eyed being with a
big nose is being held down by two scary as hell beings with
three-black eyes and huge fangs. Another being is putting a thick
ring through the smaller being’s nose. His screams are
haunting.

I whimper and Niya looks
back. Her eyes silently beseech me to be strong. With a huge knot
in my throat, I nod my understanding. Niya’s captor jerks her
chain. She proudly turns and continues on.

Bright color catches my
attention. Material of all colors is on display. I see a green
being with a tail bend down to a smaller version of herself. She
says something to the child and then picks out some bright red
material. Are some aliens better than others? Could some of them be
nice and live normal lives with families and all?

All types of beings are
shopping the market. I fear the ones buying live beings. What kind
of alien does that? I don’t want to be probed, eaten, or worse. I
want to go home and be the most valuable player. I want to hear my
little brother laugh and see him smile.

I have to stay focused if
I ever want to see him again. There has to be a way out of here and
back to Earth.

We stop and I look up. A
chained blue male and a chained brown spotted female are being
groped by some midnight blue fucker with clawed hands. My heart
picks up its pace again. I don’t want to be here.

I feel something staring
at me and look up to see one menacing yellow eye looking me over. A
shudder ripples through me. The being grins revealing a row of
chipped brown teeth.

I jump when my captor
wraps my chain around my wrists and hands the end to Niya’s captor.
He does the same to her and holds both of our wrist chains. A
commotions draws his attention to the right.

Movement on my left has me
looking up into the mean yellow eye again. When he grins, I shake
my head no. His eye squints and then he pulls back his fist. I
cringe in fear.

Niya kicks the alien as
he’s swinging. The motion throws him off center and he misses me.
In a rage he turns and hits Niya. She dodges but still takes a hit
to the shoulder.

A scream erupts from me.
Our captor quickly shoves the evil alien away and shouts something.
I tremble as the mean alien slinks into the crowd.

A tear slides down my
cheek. This is so hopeless. I’m beginning to believe that I may
never make it home. Hell, all three of us will most likely be dead
in a matter of minutes. My heart sinks and my stomach
sours.

Niya is now standing tall
again. She is so brave. I need to face my impending death with
grace just like her.

I glance around her and
see the maroon alien being looked over by a tan skinned alien with
long purple hair. I’m a little shocked when I notice that the tan
skinned alien is a female. She is rubbing his cock through his
pants and he is shuddering beautifully.

Once again I feel a touch
of hope. Are some aliens nice and good to others? The maroon male
is enjoying himself.

At the sight of the
midnight blue alien leading his new purchases away, I shiver in
fear. I don’t think he’s going to be nice to them. Anxiety jumps
from one of my nerve endings to the next. The cycle goes on and on.
I’m a nervous wreck. I can’t handle this. My breathing becomes
erratic as I’m pulled onto the platform. With my hands chained
behind me I can’t even hug myself.

I look to Niya for help.
She stands tall and keeps her chin up. I can see that she still
doesn’t feel well and I worry about her shoulder now as well as her
stomach. She gives me a reassuring look and then stares straight
forward.

I look over at the maroon
male and see that the tan being is paying for him. Currency moves
from the tan being to a shirtless being with pink eyes and thick
colorful nipple hair that is braided and goes down to his waist.
Those weird long ropes of hair sway when he turns and gives one of
our captors most of the currency.

The maroon male’s pale
blue eyes meet mine and he gives me a small smile. I give him one
back. As he’s led away, I watch until he’s out of sight.

I feel strange. I couldn’t
speak to him but he was one of us. He was on our team. Dread fills
my chest. Are Niya and I going to be separated too? I don’t want to
be parted from her. She’s my anchor in the darkness.

I whimper like a wuss when
I see three blue and green scaly beings approach us. They have
sharp elongated skulls and three claw looking fingers. I tremble
when one of them comes near me and snarls. I swallow hard when I
see that he has two rows of short sharp teeth. I take a step back
and he swats me with his scaly tail. My hip stings where he hit me.
I swallow again and try not to cry.

When he goes to hit me
again my captor pushes him away and says something in his high
pitched tone. I’m surprised when the scaly creature responds back
in the same language.

I look over to see the
other two males looking at Niya. She doesn’t even flinch when they
get close or touch her hip. She just stares straight
ahead.

I blow out a relieved
breath when the aliens walk off the platform. The male with the
long nipple hairs calls out to the crowd. The alien fucker is
obviously trying to stir up interest in us. I’d like to rip those
long ropes of hair right off his nipples and then choke him with
them.

The chain around my hands
is starting to make my hands feel numb. I just want to go home and
take Niya with me. I look into the crowd of strange beings and
wonder what will happen to us if we aren’t sold. Will these
red-eyed fuckers kill us and leave our bodies to rot on this alien
soil?

I need to calm down. Maybe
we can go home if nobody buys us. Deep down I know that’s not true.
I look over at Niya and stand a little taller. I can be strong like
her.

Movement from the corner
of my eye has me jumping. My nerves are strung so tight I’m
starting to hurt all over. I look over and see two handsome purple
aliens coming our way. The shock of black hair on top of their
heads complements their skin perfectly. When they get closer I gasp
when I see their eyes. They are beautiful. A pearl backdrop makes
their blue diamond shaped irises stand out.