THE ALIENS AND THERE NEW OMEGA

CHAPTER 17

Ten minutes into my walk, I heard muffled voices. Instead of the almost musical tone, it was low, guttural, and whispered. Some of the words were impossible to make out. "Think as I do'' was all I could decipher.

I looked towards my branket and saw no warning or indicator that people were nearby. Odd.

With slow paces I walked up to the stone steps while the twilight interior gradually lit. Before I could do it with ease, now I walked for two. I suspected I was up the 'T' I saw earlier. I stepped into a tall room. Overhead was a sunroof of sorts over glass vats connected by long grey metal tubes. Within the glass were green fluid. Down my gaze went until I saw three green globes over an entrance. It looked like an abstract three eyed beast with its mouth opened

I willed the implant to identify the structures, but nothing came.

Weird.

The muffled voices grew in clarity and I edged closer. Judging from their builds, they were Betas. I looked down at several Volardi dressed in reddish purple robes. Different shades of skin and hair, but one stood out. An old one with thin dark hair at the top of the circle.

Klar.

I looked at m bracelet and saw no warning arrows.

I watched for over a minute while they performed gestures that looked almost...worshipful. First, they walked in a long ring, stopped, and reversed. Beyond simple curiosity, I wished my implant could've told me what they were doing.

They stopped an sat cross-legged while they meditated. I think I might have left if Klar didn't speak.

"Soon my brothers. Then, we can leave this wretched planet of impurity." My gaze narrowed , and I leaned in as if that would greatly help.

Well... a bit.

An older redhead murmured something I couldn't make out.

"Yes, they will die after birth but with sufficient numbers, we can create enough Omegas. The ones that last will be pure."

A young one with light brown hair spoke, and I'd never seen him before. He wasn't heavily muscled - even for a beta. Dancer's build came in mind. Still physically attractive, but the frown on his face made me not like him. "And what of the Earther?"

"He will die Nenye.''

My lips pressed together yet I heard my breathing quicken.

''During delivery as will the child. Necessary for the emperor to abandon this...," his voice drew out and rumbled. ''Desecration."

There were a few mumbles I took to mean as disagreement. He smacked his hands together. ''Yes, my brothers. A regrettable stance but one we must take if our race is to be pure. Behold the saviour of our race."

He raised his hands up towards the vats and I was in line of sight of half the circle.

It didn't take long for the rest to follow until everyone saw me.

If I live, I'm writing a book or creating holographic videos. ' What to expect when you are expecting... the unexpected. A guide for pregnant Men.' Catchy title and I hope it sells.

First, I have to run.

My body was relatively the same on the outside minus the mild bulge and face fullness. Within, I was fatigued and nauseous and in no shape to outrun strong, athletic Betas, Fear gives wings to feet, but a churning stomach weighs you down.

It didn't take long for them to catch up and drag me down to the center of the circle although one could say altar. They weren't as big as the Alphas. Yet, something in their intense purple gaze gave me more fear than any towering bodybuilder warrior.

Klar's voice was quick and in his language yet I understood. The same musical quality was there from before yet..distorted somehow. Almost like listening to a song with too much reverbs. "Search him fro weapons, tracking devices, or communication devices. Anything Volardi"

They took my bracelet and patted me down. Klar held out a rod and a purple beam went over me. "No Volardi technology, except for the implant. We'll make sure to keep that in you." His voice boomed out. "Make sure the dampening field stays up .'

I presumed they already did something that would keep the rest of the ship from knowing what they were doing. This is extra protection. I kept my face neutral as to not give away anything, but I wondered why they didn't find my recorder. Although, I put it in a place most wouldn't think to look. It's not like I give myself too much credit. The purple bracelet was attached. If I could remove it easily, that might be between my cheeks right now.

It wasn't elegant, but it got the job done.

I originally walked up to the overlook, yet the reverse for the other side wasn't true. Shoved down by someone bigger was more accurate. Some of the males stayed behind when they saw me, while the other half originally gave chase. I watched purple eyes of various shades stare me down.. Some looked directly into my face while others glanced down to my stomach. I wasn't super showing yet, but they all knew what was in there.

Their tight lipped and solemn expressions said they didn't like it.

Once down near the 'mouth' of the structure, Klar pointed a small rod. In quick succession four red globes shot out. Two wrapped around my ankles and the rest on my wrists. My hands went behind my back like being handcuffed. Nobody's ever arrested me, but u have been in handcuff. Make of that what you will.

The red globes moved on their own volition and forced me to walk back toward a smooth, dark-grey ,stone wall. After several painful feet, I was on the ground with my hands restrained and staring up at a crowd of... well aliens was true. Still there was something beyond even that - like they were different still. I think I pieced together some of what was going on, but I needed CONFIRMATION. It was only a few heartbeats, but a tidal wave of information came and it wasn't from the implant.

Something about the surrounding walls blocked my connection. I had a good idea that would prevent Melk and Trevah - or anybody - from finding me. Still, I remember what I read in their version of the Internet. Plenty of Volardi didn't want to contact with Earth. At least not for breeding. Maybe we were their 'space cousins,' but not pure. Again, I felt a sense of disappointment. This wasn't the federation. Space Nazis was more accurate.

I thought about the looks Klar gave over the last few WEEKS. It wasn't overt and like what I got as a gay man on earth. Even if someone didn't yell out an insult, the narrow eyes and pursed lips told me plenty. Just a 'mild' sort of loathing. Subtle enough to keep you from calling them out but clear enough for them to broadcast the feeling towards you.

Normally I would hate someone looking down on me and I suppose I still did. Maybe now someone thinking I was beneath them would become useful.

I put on the most quizzical expression I could. ''What's going on? I don't understand ? This is all so strange."

Klar's lips curled into a slight grin. If there was a way for a smile to say 'stupid human' he did it.

The implant had internal functions such as language translation as to not have a delay. His voice was melodic yet tinged with too much reverb. Perhaps that was some emotional cue I couldn't understand.