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Brain Power part 1

The compound was always too bright. It was supposed to dissuade the bugger's as they stick to the shadows. The idea made sense but if you happened to be human it made it neigh impossible to maintain some form of sleep cycle. Especially when you didn't know whether it was day or night beyond the base. How did the bugs tell how dark it was anyway without eyes?

There were clocks and stuff around but you do start to wonder if they were set to the same time outside; or perhaps Kale was just losing his mind.

Kale was a very unique individual, he was dyslexic and a bit skinny so had very little use around a complex where either everyone had a use or had a tendency to disappear. It was harsh but a necessity to survive in the new world. There were no free rides and everyone must have purpose. However Kale had one very useful skill; his mind was huge. Not exactly genius but could run the majority of the facility from the defence turrets all the way to the light cycles, yet it took him an age to work out long division. This generated a chuckle in his mind. -THE BLOODY LIGHT CYCLES ARE FALSE!-. Where did that thought come from, he was going insane.

When he first started this job it felt great, all the POWER.... But that power fantasy ended abruptly when he realised that every single bloody action had to checked over before he could implement it. The..... thing that was plugged into his brain also had a number of safety devises that wouldn't allowed him to do anything without permission from a superior, with the exception of emergency. Kale couldn't even point the turrets at the base and make something interesting happen.

"He has been plugged in for 4 hours, time for him to go."

Usually he didn't register others when controlling the base, took most of his brain to do that. But a small part of him was always waiting for the bell. That was his last coherent thought before the device in his brain was withdrawn. "FUCK FUCK FUCK!" Kale cursed solidly for a minute as the attendants started to remove the various binding that held him down. On instinct his hands went to his head but the pain he felt was inside his skull. He was greated with the now familiar touch of metal which was the socket to his brain. "Will I ever get used to that?" The question wasn't aimed at anyone but the medical attendant answered. "You get used to anything eventually."

"Is that your professional opinion?" Kale didn't make any effort to hind the sarcasm from his voice. Everyone always tolerated him, normally he wasn't a jerk but after going through what he did daily Kale needed to vent now and again.

"Well there isn't many people around that do what you do so which makes it somewhat difficult to establish what is or isn't normal." There was no hint of humour or sarcasm in his voice. Kale liked and disliked him the man. He was called Barry, was milky white (everyone was underground but he was especially) thin greasy blonde hair, blue eyes. Kale though he was irritating but at the same time had a certain humour about his prim and proper style. "Ta very much, see you tomorrow"

The last thing he saw was the 40 attendants taking over the night shift in the next room. It was a great ego boast to know it took that many to do what he did. He still felt wasted though; Kale was one of the most important people on the facility but he was in such a pattern.

Same bloody thing every day. Get up at 8 am (he was allowed a lye in due to the tiring nature of his job), ready at 9, plugged in at 9:30, hour for lunch and tea, work until 9 pm, rinse and repeat.

Still he has some perks to his job. Once he got to his room he had all sorts of pre war luxuries. He had a TV which was connected to a ps3 and a computer. Even had internet but that was slow nowadays and few sites were maintained.

First things first though he needed a shower, he hadn't had time to shower this morning. He caught a look of himself in the mirror; he looked like shit to put it nicely. He was skinny, a little bit short at 5.5 ft, long black hair that was currently a mess that defied gravity, a sharp featured face and green eyes. Once his hair was cleaned in the shower and brought back into order he had a certain look to him. Not quite handsome or masculine, unfortunately he was pretty like a skinny emo boy. It was a depressing truth but he was bi so if he ever had time to form a relationship Kale reckoned he stood more chance getting a lad than a lass. What kind of women would be interested in him in a society where strength was the most valued commodity around? Actually thinking about it he was almost certain to get a girlfriend. There was a chance that his offspring would share his talent. But it wouldn't be willingly as the facility leaders would force someone to be his lover.

Kale let himself drip dry and went to his computer, he needed to relax after his day. Once he waited for his favourite website to load, it was all about the buggers. Despite the collapse of human civilization something's never change; if it exists there is porn of it. Once he reached maturity he had developed a certain fascination towards xenomorps; something about the hard angles of their exoskeleton, the smooth curve of the cranium and all the potential uses of that secondary jaw.

Once he found a picture that took Kale's fancy he got hold of his 8 and a half inches. This bug should have been the envy of human womanhood. Boobs as big as his head and monstrous hips. If you ran your hands down her sides it would mirror applause. Something about the feral savagery and human perfection was the greatest turn on Kale could imagine. He began to stroke himself as fast as he could, he had been waiting all day for this.

The picture was perfect, it captures the bugger showing off its impossibly huge round ass while turning to the side to show its side boob; it oversized mouth was pulled up into a toothy smile beckoning him to come forward. God he wished he could oblige it. All too soon he began to reach climax firing his load over his lean stomach. Kale fell back into his chair but left one hand idly playing with himself. As much as he wanted to go to sleep he forced himself up and cleaned himself up with the used shower towel before throwing into the dirty basket. Kale saw the time; only 10 so may as well get some games in.

"WARNING WARNING WARNINSSKKKK......"

What the hell was going on? Kale found himself on the floor after the siren went off right next to his head making him jump. Adrenaline was still flooding his system so he was up quickly searching what was going on. The TV was still on where he had fallen asleep, the character still standing their waiting for instruction. He turned it off as there were more important things at hand. Perhaps there was someone on the intercom who could explain the situation. "Anyone know what's happening?"

"This is an automated message, please stay in your quarters, there is an unknown situation in progress."

"Guess not."

That was when Kale started to hear gunfire. It was pretty obvious that it was buggers invading again; or other humans but that was very unlightly. He would probably be needed up at the helm so decided to go out for a stroll; best put some armour on and grab a weapon first to be safe though. "skissssssss".

Kale froze, his gaze slowly drawn up into the blackness of the air vent. There was a wet shine moving in the blackness that left no question to its origin. Cold fear gripped at his heart but military training took over. He reached out for his piston but before he could grasp the handle. "SKRISSSSSSSSSS!".

It was obvious what that meant but he couldn't understand why the beast hasn't just broke through the thin grill plate and took him. -It defiantly will if I try and take the gun-. Inching towards the door but not breaking eye contact (even though it didn't have any) He opened it and jumped though. It closed automatically.

Releasing a breath he didn't know he was holding Kale checked his surroundings which were clear thank Christ. But the downside was he was in a complex filled with buggers, with no weapons, the only kit he had managed to get on his belt kit and one gauntlet and lower arm guard (Or in other words a very sturdy knuckle duster not that he wanted to get that close). As much as Kale wanted to hide he knew he was needed on the control room. -hiding is mostly useless against a xenomorph; they don't see like us but though echo location. Each beat of your heart makes all the noise they need to see you clear as day-. The voice wasn't his but of his teacher Mrs Affleck. Kale had a feeling all the weeks he had spent learning every fibre of their being were going to pay off.

With a colossal mental effort he forced himself into a slow jog into what was probably going to be a nightmare.

After 10 minutes of running he had to stop. "Fuck" he whispered, half the doors in the facility were sealed and without any light he could barely read the signs. Kale was lost a half a mile underground, in a complex that was hundreds of miles of corridors and filled with murderous aliens. God this wasn't going well. Then he saw it, he had seen hundreds in the running of the facility but first hand was much more disturbing.

It was a human corpse that had been disembowelled with the trademark puncture wound in the victim's head that was a Xenos calling card. What really frecked him out was it was Barry and that who couldn't tell what injury he received first. Kale hoped he died quick, while the man wasn't particularly likable but had played a huge part in his life for the last six years. -Hope it was qui

Kale wasn't able to finish that sentence as he was pounced was behind by another bugger. The two writhed on the floor one trying to capture while the other trying to escape. It was hard to tell which was the monster as kale was screeching and trying to bite anywhere its exoskeleton looked weak. However it was a one sided fight and after thirty seconds it was behind him with its limbs locked around him. Like a mad parody of a lover. There was a split second where the universe was completely still, expecting death by the buggers secondary jaw.

Nothing happened.... So he started struggling again, despite his foes immense strength kale slipped the death grip on his wrists and the two lovers started rolling around on the floor again. Soon he was pinned once again only this time his armed were pinned above his head with the monsters tail wrapped around his legs, this did however leave it straddling him. Suddenly the memories of hundreds of online sessions came back to him (not like that). The alien unsurprisingly felt what sprang up. She NO IT looked down without eyes was, it was smiling. It didn't have lips so it can't be the way it looked back at him didn't look right. Even by a bugger's standard.

This one put up quite a struggle for a pray. It really was a pity he wasn't going to be a pray mother. It was unhealthy from a life underground, and due to its lifestyle it clearly and was weak. But what it lacked in in strength it made up in tacticum. During the fight it successfully countered a number of her pins. Even so it was a disappointingly easy fight for a huntress of her skill; she could have killed it in seconds if she wanted to. Time to bring it back home. Queen wanted and would have her prize; before she began a thought passed through her head

-The Queen will be pleased with me; I wonder how I will be rewarded-.

This time her jaw did lunge forward into Kales gasping mouth. If he hadn't been hard before he would be now. But fear soon overrode his desire soon enough when he saw her throat begin to pulse. Once again he remembered all the things he had been taught in school one of which that some buggers could reproduce orally. He experienced a terror he never thought he could and began struggling on instinct. He didn't want to birth several bellybusters; he really didn't want to die like with his belly torn open. But there was no way to save himself, she was too strong to overpower and if he bit her tongue his entire head would become a bubbling pool of acid. Kale gave in, in the place in 40 seconds he had went from anger to lust to fear and finally acceptance. Relaxing into her grip and letting his grizzly fate happen. It took an age for the bulges in its throat to reach its secondary jaw. Kale braced himself for the first egg but something else poured into his mouth. It wasn't an egg but fluid, once it touched his tongue his pupils dilated. It was the most delicious and although Kale wasn't aware it was a drug designed to make him sleepy and more compliant for a time.

But from the moment Kale tasted he was hopelessly addicted. He drank from it NO HER as fast as he could. It didn't disappoint him through and kept feeding him.

His huntress relaxed her grip on her prey; he wasn't going to struggle now. Not while he was under her power. She moved one of her hands behind his head to support him while he drank from her. Prey seemed to appreciate the act and wrapped his arms around her trying to pull them closer together; she obliged him and lay as close as she could while feeding him. This was really exciting to have her prey so submissive to her, she was so grateful queen gave her this ability. God she wished that she was allowed to take him for herself, she was so aroused. But it was impossible for her to defy the queen; it was totally alien for her to question the queen (excuse the pun). She pulled her tongue free but prey causing him to whimper quite pathetically. She made the alien equivalent of an "awwwh". But she couldn't enjoy his squirms below her it was time to go. She stood up and carried prey bridal style. -Queen will be most pleased with me-.

Kale understood true bliss as she carried him to wherever they were bound. He no longer cared what would happen to him. It was all worth it for the taste of heaven his angel had granted him. With a monumental effort he looked up and gazed at his liberators eyes, dispite the fact she lacked them she gazed back. "Thank you" he whispered then he allowed his head to fall onto her shoulder.