[Fiction] The Harvest

[Mr.RainbowBanana]

My previous story came to a halt, but I still want to write a story thats unconventional for getdare, so here is a new one, I hope it takes to some people’s fancies. It may take time between each part but bare with me and they’ll be up. So here it is:

The Harvest

Part 1: Breaking The Cage
Scientist Aaron Lock turned to his co-worker to clarify the correct protocols for the latest test on the “specimen”. The Roswell crash was no hoax, just as the public assumed, the government was hiding the fact they found an alien being amongst a crash of an unidentified flying object. The test was ready to begin, the specimen contained in a bio-hazard tube of sorts filled with a greenish blue liquid, it looked just like an unborn baby curled up floating within the liquid. Aaron’s co-worker Lucy was relatively new and took a careful approach to the job. Aaron instructed Lucy to fill the containment with “Ingredient A”, and she wasted no time in doing so, she injected the black liquid into the container of the specimen through a little hole on the top, the greenish blue liquid seemed to be consumed by the new, black “ingredient A”, and within seconds the specimen was shrouded, unable to be seen by anyone who looked into the container.

Readings were constantly being taken over the status of the specimen, yet over the course of an hour, it remained calm and readings had very little changes. Aaron walked up to the container and looked inside but to no avail as it still was shadowed by the black liquid, he turned slightly when suddenly two bright cyan circles appeared from within the container, forcing Aaron’s attention back.
*Aaron - “Is anything appearing on the readings Lucy?”
*Lucy - “No, nothing sir, its just as before, why?”
*Aaron - “It’s no worry”
Just as Aaron claimed it to be of no worry, he heard a click, the sort of sound when someone forces the flame from a lighter, he focussed his eyes upon the glass container to find a crack. Each individual hair on his body stood to attention as a blizzard of panic ran its course through his veins.
*Lucy - “Sir, I’m picking up huge readings from the specimen”
The chilling sound continued as cracks numerously arose amongst the crystal like glass. Aaron edged even further to the container, resting his hand on the glass, another crack soared through the glass right where his hand was placed, he could feel it slice into his hand as the container erupted, the pouring liquid swept Aaron off his feet, the terrified scream or Lucy and the crushing sound of the container was enough to notify crews and staff within the area outside the lab, yet they’d need time to open the locked doors. Aaron stirred to his feet catching a glimpse of the baby like shaped specimen, it‘s body pure black like the night with a bright cyan light around the outer rim of it‘s body, it’s head turned and faced Aaron, the chilling pair of bright cyan eyes glaring almost as if through Aaron’s very soul. In a blinding show of speed the specimen was face to face with Aaron, it let loose a howl that sent him unconscious.

Lucy meanwhile hid behind the main console with her eyes tightly closed as if they has been sewn shut, her arms shielding her face. She gathered all the courage she could and moved her arms while slowly opening her eyes, adjusting to the light in the room with the addition on the pulsing red alarm light she blank, within that very split second her eyes closed, a cold chill shot up her spine, as her eyes re-opened the specimen was face to face with her, she was unable to move, unable to scream, somehow, someway, she had become paralysed, only her eyes could move. She looked at the specimen as it seemed to forge a smirk, slowly Lucy felt a cold breeze hitting her, she soon realised that her clothes were mysteriously being torn from her body, may this was some kind of telekinetic power coming from the specimen? But that question wasn’t her main worry, the main question was what was going to happen to her now. She lay there in only her underwear now, yet the tearing didn’t stop there, the left cup on her bra ripped just to its rim, her left nipple now revealed, she tried to scream once more, but nothing came of it, just a muffled hum. The bra split and flew from her chest, allowing her breasts to show themselves in all their glory. She could feel her thong slowly moving down her legs, parting from her body, she now lay there unable to move, illuminated by the cyan glow of the specimen contrasting with the pulsing red alarm.

All of a sudden, her legs were parted, spread as far as they could be, the specimen crawled to the space between her legs and she heard a whisper, “I need to feast”…

TO BE CONTINUED!…

[Memories for Life]

It's her own fault for choosing "Dare" instead of "Truth"!

[daring_gal]

great start, hope to see another part soon