Valtor

Chapter 2

I wake up under the stars and a cold breeze jolts me awake. I sit up and see miles and miles of desert in every direction. The document the man gave me is in my hand. Before i even have a chance to open it a bright light obscures my vision and I feel a gravitational start to pull me upward, just enough to make me seem weightless.
Then, a monotonous voice speaks, “DNA confirmed, Allure Foxlily. Extraction initiated.” The voice and light beam me up.
“What in the actual f**k!” 
I need to get the hell out of here. The moment I stand up my whole body is thrust upward. My feet leave the ground and a wave of panic washes over me. I know I cant stop whats happening so I brace myself for the unknown, if that is even possible. 
I feel myself as light as a feather and expanding outward into tiny particles flowing like a stream into a bottomless abyss. Everything is black and in the blink of an eye I feel whole again and cold, very cold. 
I am sitting on a hard cold table. My vision is blurry and all I hear is a muffled voice infront of me. I try to ball up in an attempt to protect myself but I cant move. Im glued to this cold surface.
My body rises into an upright position. I blink hard trying to bring my eyes back into focus. The room is black and a spot light shines down on me. All I can make out is a silhouette of a hulking figure moving closer. As the figure gets closes in my eyes start to clear. This is a man, a really big man. With horns? 
Oh no, did I die? Am I in hell? 
“Who are you? Where am I?” I blurt out frantically.
The man steps forward from the shadows and into the light. My jaw falls open and my eyes widen. 
This man is standing in front of me wearing some kind of black skin suit. The man looks like a super hero. It is oulinging all of his glory and he is, indeed, glorious. Standing at about seven feet tall and all muscle. I mean, his muscles have muscles. 
I take in his appearance having long black wavy locks running to his shoulders. A glimpse of pointed ears stick out on each side and two horns protrude above them from the top of his head. The horns are as black as his hair and thick at the front, smoothing back in a wave shape, ending with pointed tips. His skin has a flawless golden glow. Looking into his eyes I see they burn a bright yellow and fade to orange near his iris and they are staring into my very soul. 
My cheeks feel ablaze and I look away in embarrassment. I feel his gaze runs over me with intensity and something else I can’t read. He steps closer and reaches out.
”No, please don't touch me.“ I shut my eyes tight. 
To my relief his hand falls away.
A loud buzzing sound fills the air. A blue flat light beam runs down and back up my body. A tingling sensation in its wake. 
Gravity lifts away from holding me down and I fall forward toward the ground. Thats when two muscular arms snake around my waist and pull me into a firm embrace. 
I quickly realize I feel great, like healthier than I have ever been. I look down at my body and find that it is still the same to my relief. If anything my skin glowed and I was toned, still rocking my curvy features. 
My thoughts are interrupted when I feel two big strong hands tighten around me and my feet leave the ground. He throws me over his shoulder like a ragdoll. I start pounding into his back like it’s a punching bag and wailing at the top of my lungs.
“Let me go! Put me down!” 
I continue for a few more minutes while he walks us down the dim metal hallways. The only hint that it metal is it looks like metal and it clucks like metal under this beasts shoes.
“Where are you taking me?” I ask with malice.
My anger turns to worry, and I begin to beg.
“You don't have to do this. Please just take me back home. Please. Please. I don't understand whats going on!” I let out the last please in defeat, knowing its no use. He doesn't care.