0 comments/ 9593 views/ 5 favorites From Beyond the Stars Ch. 01 By: SydisticHaze Chapter 1 From the Darkness The ding-dong of the doorbell yelled at me over and over. That obnoxious tone only made my head throb even more. I knew that going out drinking was a bad idea. Who the hell could be bothering me on my day off? I slumped out of bed and staggered to the door. The lights blinked as I stared through peephole in the metal door. Nobody there but sunshine and the billboard that always smiled back. God I hate that thing. "Is anybody there?" I asked. "Wake up! We are going to be late for the movie. Do you know what time it is?" Immediately sprang back. "My alarm clock broke. You know that. So what time is it?" "It is already passed four." Replied the coal-headed woman, peering back at me though the hole. "Movie? But we were supposed to do that tomorrow." "You have been passed out for a day. I tried to get in here yesterday but it was locked. So come on open up this door and I will help you get dressed Edana." "Alright you don't have to say it so loudly." I said, opening the door. The light glared in and the barrier quickly shut behind her. "My head feels like it is going to pop, Vela." "Here." She said shoving a plastic bag into my hands. "Drink that and you will feel as good as new." I pried open the sides to find a pink bottle. It said "Honey Dew All the Way to the Moon." More booze, perfect. I am going to be sick if this keeps up. I set it in the barren fridge. Looking away in disgust I found her rummaging through my panty drawer. "Is this really the time for that?" I asked. "Get your ass in that shower and you leave this to me." Vela spat back. "You are the one who made me use a sick day just to see some creepy assed movie about aliens. I am a very busy person you know. I mean sure I hear that it has had good reviews but you know aliens freak me out." "Hey I know you like being scared, besides you are the one who made me watch all those horror movies!" "Well alright I will give you that. Just hurry up we are going to be late. Considering how much you have been droning on and on about this alien flick I would assume you would be more enthusiastic. Besides I already bought the tickets." I nodded and switched on the florescent lights in the bathroom. The white washed walls glimmered with cleanliness. My special place, my private place. The knob turned and the icy water fell stabbing at my hand. Tingles squiggled up my spine and the headache drifted away to the white noise of the shower. I stretched with the mirror as my audience. My halfway-buttoned shirt looked crooked as ever and my poor hazel eyes had bags under them. The random clumps of dark emerald hair looked like some animal mauled them. Slowly I undid the shirt and slipped out of the black bra. The goose bumps only grew and I cupped my boobs, eying myself in the mirror. Damn it. The hair dye is already starting to fade. Is the hot water broken again? Fuck it I need to get this over with. The matching panties fell to the floor and I submerged into the cascade of chilled water. Cold! Shit, shit, shit! The shampoo quickly lathered in my hands and spread. Shivers raged while I rinsed out the suds. Twisting the handle the water stopped just as I went numb. The green towel canvassed my quaking form in a second and I rubbed up and down. Much better. I let out a sigh. Vela slammed open the door. "What the hell are you doing? The movie starts in half an hour!" "Don't you knock?" I stammered. "It is not as though I haven't seen every inch of you already. What is the point in being embarrassed now? Cutting diamonds I see. Did your hot water break again?" She said, lifting me to my feet and stuffing a bra over my head. Before I knew it I was dressed in a mini skirt with knee high stockings and my furry hoodie. My wild hair had been tamed and somehow been straightened. I clacked my leather boots together and away I got dragged. Vela's black leather jacket glistened in the sun and her tight jeans showed off her toned legs. I guess I need to do more squats if I want legs like that. She kicked out the stand on her bike and slapped a helmet over my head. Her hands became masked in fingerless gloves and she strapped her white helmet into place. The bold and prominent letters on the back read "R.M.Q. P.D." I straddled the seat and wrapped my arms around her. The engine grumbled to life. It revved twice before the roar became steady and she let the brake loose. The tires kissed the pavement and the rubber screamed. We sped along the side streets, swerving between parked cars. Slowly it came to a stop at the entrance of a real road. The cars zipped by and the rumble of the bike spiked. Vela gunned it and we entered the stream of traffic. The wind kicked and flounced. It grabbed at my hair and crawled through my clothes. I buried my face in her back. The sun tipped before dipping behind the tall buildings to our side. Slowly we turned and the bike came to a stop. "You can stop groping me for dear life now." Said Vela looking away from me. "Well you know I get scared of traffic when I am on a bike." "Yes, yes now if only you would dig in my pants out of fright." She chuckled unlocking my hands from her chest. She kicked the stand back out and pocketed the keys. Her wet cherry lips pressed against my cheek and I recoiled. She smirked undressing me with her amber eyes. My face twisted into a pout and she slapped me on the back. "You know for a cop you do some weird things." I said, looking away from her. "I do weird things? You are the one with the alien obsession. I mean really, last time I let you choose what porn to watch and it was all this cartoon crap with tentacles. I do not care how drunk I was that was some weird shit." "Oh it is not that bad." I replied. "It is because it is so strange that I find it exciting." "Well that would explain that thing I found under your bed. That is the strangest looking toy I have ever seen. I accidentally flipped it on. It started thrusting and rotating. A snake thing came out of the tip. I swear it wanted to rape me." "Look, yes. I do have such a thing but do we really have to talk about this in the middle of a parking lot of a movie theater?" I said, glancing around at the surrounding parked cars. "I mean that kid over there looks like he is going to cry and we keep getting strange looks." "Who cares?" Replied Vela walking along. "If you keep this up we are going to play cops and robbers when I drop you off." She would too I know she would. I don't wanna be handcuffed to the bed with a blind fold on again. Last time there was no lube either. Never again! I shook my head getting rid of such thoughts. The short line wavered before me. "How about we just watch this movie and then we can decided if anything extra is going to happen." "Alright I suppose so. But I want some kind of action I did wake your ass up and take you to the movie you have been wanting to see." Scowled Vela. I fumed at her. "And whose fault is it that I was comatose for a full day? My day off no less. Plus I missed work today. I am going to get bitched out when I show up tomorrow." "It is not my fault. You said you could handle that much. Besides I didn't even get in your pants that night it was a lose, lose for us both. Your drunk ass kicked me in the face when I tried to put the moves on you and barricaded the door." She replied crossing her arms and looking away from me. "You were the one who kept mixing the damn drinks I mean really. There must have been eight different ones in there. I am surprised I did not go to the hospital for alcohol poisoning." "Oh you are just a light weight." "Oh my bad I do not have four fucking kidneys." "Hey you leave my kidneys alone." Those god damned kidneys. Normal people don't have four of them. She just drinks and drinks and is sober as a bird while im wasted. Well what ever it is not as though I do not enjoy it. But it just feels so underhanded. Taking advantage of such an unfair benefit. Well maybe the aliens will make me feels better. "Why are you waiting in line anyway? I already bought the tickets. Come on lets go get the good seats." Smiled Vela. She did, didn't she? A smile crept across my face and we walked inside. Soda and popcorn that is what makes a movie in a movie theater great. I stepped in line only to be grappled by the ear. "But I want pop corn and soda." I said. "Fine ill go grab the seats you get me some soda too." Smirked Vela already darting away. I pointed here and there getting the treats before making my way along. I matched the ticket to the room and entered. The darkness swirled all around while the previews played. My eyes scanned the pitch seats. Most of which were empty. Finally I spied Vela in the very top corner farthest away from the entrance. Shimmying along I sat beside her, handing the cup of cola to her. She sighed setting her head in her hand. "So what do you see in these movies anyway?" She asked lightly. "They keep my childhood dream alive." I answered. "Is that so?" Aliens have fascinated me ever since I was five. I have always dreamed of meeting one. With the universe being such a big place the way I see it is how could we possibly be alone? In the movies they are always evil but surely if they could travel the stars shouldn't they have progressed passed such trivial matters like harvesting organs or destroying humanity? I mean maybe one of them just wanted to come here for vacation or something. They don't have to have ill intent do they? The screen flickered and the man within it screamed trying to fight off the alien creature. His strength weighs and it forces its way into his mouth. Blood flowed from his nose and he had been taken over by the thing. My body grew warm and the strange elation that I always feel from watching these types of things spread. Vela kneeled before me, pulled my panties down and buried her face between my thighs. The slick tongue slithered and my legs drew her closer and deeper. It probed and drank. Digging more profoundly inside. Quivering I opened wide allowing her to do as she pleased. Her fingers drummed on the outside, playing with the lips. Her thumb spun my clit like a joystick. She pressed her mouth against my own and our tongues played. Her needy hands unzipped my hoodie and pulled the bra away from my breasts. She bit and nipped at my nipples while her hand caressed below. One finger then two drilled in and out. So good. It feels so good. She knows all of my weak points. It became hard to keep myself quiet. I pressed against her and panted in her ear. Her smirk grew and grew just like my impending bliss. "I am almost there." I whispered. Her hands froze and she pulled away from me. I glanced up and she undid her belt, letting her jeans come undone. Her hips worked back and forth silently getting them to her knees. Her black-laced underwear slipped down before she sat back in her seat. "Now you do me." She smiled. I nodded and leaned into her. My tongue wiggled and wormed up her legs from one to the other. She moaned lowly, opening her cunt. I pressed against her slit and slid inside. The warmth surrounded me and ground against me. She pressed and squeezed my tongue. My eyes wandered to her blissful face, which only encouraged me. The fingers flicked her nub of flesh and she gasped as I sucked her juices up. Her legs wrapped around me and pulled me in deeper. "That's right." She dribbled. "Rape me with your mouth." Vela leaned over me. Her fingers stuffed themselves into me. My love liquid dripped and I was already at the point of no return. We both shuddered. I drank and drank her delicious syrup. She licked her fingers with a satisfied grin. Slowly we pulled ourselves together and watched the movie, our hands holding one another. "It is growing inside of him!" screamed one of the actresses before a hail of gunfire kills both the man and the monster. The credits began to roll. The movie was over. Our faces flushed we smirked at one another. "That was a nice movie." I said with a smile. "So same time next week?" Asked Vela rotating her panties to fit back correctly. "We could just watch a movie at my place you know. After all I don't see any more alien movies on the list for a little while. Besides don't you wanna come back to my house to finish up?" Vela grinned before it turned into a frown. Her cell phone rang and she slipped it out of her pocket. She stood listening, "Yah, yah alright. Fine if it is another one. Doesn't that guy ever take a day off." "What is the matter?" "Some shit got real across town. Another one of those weird assed murders. You know the ones that have been on the news lately. I think that it is the hundredth victim. Anyway I will drop you off before I go to work." Sighed Vela, pulling out a pack of cigarettes. "I thought you stopped smoking you know how much I hate that. I will be fine. I will walk home it has been a while since I did that anyway." I sneered, walking away. "Well I did but this past two months has been a real bitch everyday at the least three people get killed by this one guy. Are you sure that you do not want me to drive you back?" "Yes I will be fine." I hate it when she smokes that disgusting taste that it leaves in my mouth. I told her to stop or we are through. She had better wash her mouth and brush her teeth till they bleed before she even attempts to kiss me again. *** Well great that fucked everything up. Sick day off my ass. Why do I always have to go when some nut job discombobulates somebody? If I find this son of a bitch I'll tear his balls off and stuff them down his throat. This is the eighth time this month that I have been cock blocked by this shit. Get it together Vela Victorian. Damn it I just stopped smoking too. Now Edana is in a bad mood she is probably going to go home and fuck herself with that thing under her bed. Where did she get that thing anyway? Oh man if this fucking freak gets a hold of her. Just calm down she should be all right. The only victims seem to be men. The smoke drifted and I sighed. I weaned the filter a while longer. It was a good smoke, first in a month. Oh how I missed this feeling. I sucked and the stick lit up, shriveling away. I dropped it to the concrete, stamping it out. The boot kicked the stand and the bike tilted. I sat as it whirred and angrily started up. The helmet lowered and streetlights blared at the empty sky. No stars just a sickly red glow off of the clouds circling overhead. The wind rustled and shifted in the night air. The cars monotonously droned on single file, not even a solitary out of place lane change or speeder. Finally the police station came into view. It rose up high a towering monument to justice, or at the least a pay check and great benefits. My teeth ground and that itchy twitch in my fingers came back. Clearly I have not smoked enough yet, for the shit that I have to deal with. I puffed away walking through the revolving glass doors. One of the grunts ran passed baton and tazzer in hand. The corridors shifted and turned. I opened a blue door, nearly naked women darted glances at me before hurriedly stuffing themselves into their uniforms. "So did the chief call everyone in today?" I asked doing as they were. "Yes he called everyone in. That son of a bitch got one of us. I think it was Ricky." "No shit? Ricky that is a shot out of the dark. Poor kid he just got his badge too. So where did he go down?" "Over by Tenth Street." The cigarette dropped. Oh fuck! That is a block away from the movie theater. The uniform had never been put into place so fast before. I was already out the door dialing on the cell phone before the locker had even closed. Answer, come on answer your phone you alien obsessed bitch! Let me know you are alright. It rang and rang before a loud click. "Hello? Vela is that you?" Asked Edana. "Yes, it is me are you alright?" "Yah. I'm just buying some booze at the convenience store down the street from my house. Why do you ask?" "Look just go home and lock the door and do not let anybody in unless it is me." "That was what I was planning on, except that last part of course. Since somebody started smoking again. Guess me and Magnum will be having fun all night, by ourselves." Sneered her voice. "Who the fuck is magnum? And you know I am under a lot of stress lately. You know there is a fucking lunatic on the loose that started killing cops today!" I shouted into the phone. "Magnum is that toy under the bed and you don't have to yell at me! Next week is canceled so don't show up." Cried her voice before the call cut out. Shit, shit, oh fuck I should not have yelled at her. But at the least she is safe. Well ill give her a couple of days to simmer down. "Lt. the chief is looking for you." Said a voice behind me. "Thanks." I walked down the hall to the elevator. The button glowed from my touch and the little light showed it was moving down steadily. My foot stamped as I pulled out another cigarette. I reached into my pockets shoveling out the contents but there was no lighter. Damn it. It must still be in the locker. "Need a light? When did you start smoking again?" Asked the officer stepping behind me. "Thanks Richard. I just started again." The doors opened and we stepped inside. They closed as I lit up the end and suckled on the sweet nicotine. "What are partners for? So what is the cause this time?" "Well I am having woman troubles. That and this psychopath is still on the loose. How have we not caught this guy yet?" "Don't we all. So I don't get it did I make you gay or was it in you all along?" "Oh shut up you dick. It was probably cause you snore and smell funny." "Just smoke some more killer. Before you go crazy and actually kill somebody again." "Tell me about it. I strangled the fuck out of that crack head. I am never going cold turkey again." "So how did you get through that anyway?" "Lots of sex and alcohol." "Now that mention it you did come in borderline drunk every morning and were quaffing those pain killers with your coffee." "So did you hear what happened to little Ricky?" I asked as the doors opened and we walked along. "Yah his family is devastated. I mean if you found out that your son—" "Just stop I am going to be hearing enough of that crap later." I said, pushing open the entry to the chief's office. "Good thing I did not eat yet." The oaken desk sat shrouded with the blinds behind it closed. The lamp upon it did little to reveal the room. A man stood rubbing his head. He turned after a few moments. "Good, very good. Lieutenant Vela you are to oversee the new task force that is investigating the serial murderer." Said the man, his bright blue eyes glared at me with a deep hatred. "Sir if I may. I really do not have time for this. My life is already going to hell because of this guy. I hate him a lot but if I am the lead when the hell am I going to have time to piece my life back together?" "If you like your job," he replied, "Then you are going to get your ass down to forensics and tell the people gathered there every single thing you know about this case. You had best be burning the midnight oil or else you are fucking fired. Are we clear?" "Sir I understand and I am sorry for your loss." "Nobody deserves what happened to my son. How could he do such a thing anyway?" "He's one sick son of a bitch sir." Richard and me left blank, yet full of rage. This night just keeps getting better and better. Now my ass is on the line. The elevator slowed and we walked into the swivel doors. The room before us was filled with things I did not even know the names of. Computers and testing stuff, that kind of crap. A woman with bundled up blonde hair stood in her white lab coat while she read through reports. Others hurriedly did things, I do not know what but they sure looked busy. From Beyond the Stars Ch. 01 "The lieutenant is here everybody gather around we are going to debrief over this situation." Said the woman in the lab coat. "Now then if you would." "Alright I do not know too much but it seems that the perpetrator only strikes at night. The victims are well... sucked dry. Only their skin remains." I said as the photos from the crime scenes appeared on the screen in front of us. "Oh god, don't show pictures. That is just sick." "If you would continue." "Anyway there is always a single puncture wound somewhere on the body. It is presumed that it is the extraction point of all the internal organs and the like. We have found a green substance it is being analyzed as well as what we believe to be saliva, or possible semen that is also being looked at. There have been no witnesses to any of the crimes and the perpetrator seems to be targeting men." "It is not semen. It is saliva the only problem it is not human." Replied the woman. "What do you mean it is not human? So what an animal is doing this?" I asked. "Well that is inaccurate as well. The dna results are inconclusive with any known creature on earth. There are some unidentifiable strands in the structure that we believe have extraterrestrial origin." "So wait a minute. You are making it sound like there is a fucking alien doing this shit." Not happening this is so not happening. Aliens... fuck aliens! They do not exist. No way in hell do they exist. "Also that green substance is stomach acid." "There is no way stomach acid could dissolve bone and leave the skin intact." Said Richard. "You can think of this as stomach acid on steroids. We tested it on rats and found that one-drop was more than enough to dissolved their insides, bones and all leaving the skin bloated with the liquid. We are presuming that this thing is eating this liquid." My stomach churned and the popcorn I had eaten earlier came back with a vengeance. A fucking alien and it is eating people. Oh god this is just like one of those damned movies Edana made me watch. I wiped my mouth clean. I asked the obvious question. "So how is this thing getting around and not drawing attention to itself?" "We do not know. It could be any number of ways from the sewers, to the rooftops. For all that we know it could be driving a car around." "Do we have any idea of what this thing looks like?" Asked Richard. "As luck would have it the most recent victim officer Ricky was attacked right in front of his patrol car. So it was caught on tape." The screen flickered and image came steadily. The dashboard camera showed the time, seven thirty up in the right hand corner. Alleyways stretched out of view and trash cans and dumpsters lined the walls. Something was illuminated in the light. Fuzzy almost feathery ovals spread out. They were striped like a tiger except the colors were green, black, and red. The massive things flicked as the car door slammed. "Step away from the man." Said Ricky his gun raised. "I said put him down. What ever the fuck you are!" Slowly the thing turned. A long tube withdrew from a withered hunk of flesh back towards its darkened head. What looked like antenna waved in his direction. Hissing rose before it lunged off of the screen. His screams rose and the camera shook violently. The handgun fired over and over but the movement did not stop. His complaints went silent and a low chirping rose. The sickly sound of slurping resumed. Well that is right about the time that the movie ended. An alien... it just had to be an alien. My life just fucking sucks. *** The wind blew rustling the bag in my hand. The moon rose from behind the clouds and a low chirp buzzed the air. It was a strange sound. Almost like an insect but it seemed different somehow. I stood listening to its near musical rhythm. Maybe I should not have yelled at Vela like that I mean she did try pretty hard. I wonder what was so important that she was called in from a sick day. Murmured voices carried on the breeze and I turned. Three men stood in an alleyway to my side. They were smoking. The glow of the cherry gave that much away. Ignore them just keep walking, just keep walking. I have nothing to do with smokers anyway. Not all smokers are bad maybe they are just out to enjoy the night. Yah that is it. Footsteps reverberated in the side street around me. Slowly I dared to glance back. The men were following me. It is just a coincidence they happen to be going in my direction. Their steps sounded like they were getting louder which meant they were getting closer. Oh shit they are following me. I don't wanna get robbed or raped, fuck this! I bolted tossing the bag over my shoulder. It whistled through the air and smashed over one of the men. I only knew because of his cry of pain. I just kept running. I turned the corner slipping on the wet ground. I slid scraping my knee. Owe, not good, not good. I can't out run them. I will have to hide. My eyes darted here and there before I hobbled to a dumpster it was full of smelly garbage but it was close to a wall so I slid between it and the brickwork. My heart drummed and hammered making my breath loud and uncontrollable. Placing both hands over my mouth I sat in near silence. Don't come after me please. I just wanna go home. Go to sleep, get yelled at, at work tomorrow. Getting mixed up in this, Vela im sorry. Wait that is it I will call her. My hands dug in my pocket and I pulled the cell phone out. Slowly I dialed, covering the screen to keep the light down. Almost there. "What the fuck is your problem?" Shouted a man from right in front of me. "Eep!" I screamed hurling the phone into his face. I got about two steps before he tackled me. My arms twisted behind me and his friends grappled my kicking legs. I squirmed and fought but it was not enough. They dragged me down the alleyway to a more secluded spot. "Please forgive me I just wanna go home." I cried. "You bitch!" Shouted the one with blood trickling out of this head. His hand slapped across my face and my right eye became too swollen to open. "What are we going to do with her?" Asked one. "I say we fuck her, then kill her." "Idiot the cops will find out that shit for sure. DNA evidence fool. If we going to fuck her we will have to kidnap her and get her doped out on drugs." "No please just leave me alone I don't wanna!" I screamed before they covered my mouth. My teeth sunk into a hand. I could taste the blood. Hands grabbed my ass and my panties slid off. Sudden they were thrust into my maw. My muffled complaints rose but it was in vane. Slumped over a knee I felt something hard press against my pussy. It ground it's way in. Pain radiated out of every centimeter. Vela, Vela save me! That chirping sound. I could hear it so vividly. It was almost, no it slowly became a hiss. A thud echoed behind me and something loud scraped the ground. Metal groaned against metal and the men screamed running away. They left me broken and beaten just as it began to rain. I could hear footsteps again but this time these seemed to circle wide. Gradually they came closer until they stopped beside me. Using what little strength I had I pulled the undergarments from my swollen lips. "Help me. Please can you help me home?" I asked through a bloated mouth. My eyes rose to find azure tresses descending to the ground. A woman stood before me. Yet she was not a woman, not human at the least. Her skin was white as snow. Ribbed bone grew from her flesh, glistening a deep dark green, to the point that it looked black at first glance. Two feather like appendages extended from her hair line and flicked in my direction. Her piercing blood red eyes stared straight through me. Slowly my vision faded and all went black. The image of a butterfly wavered in my dreams. From Beyond the Stars Ch. 02 Chapter 2: Star Child Pain. The throbbing of my face stung even through my dream. It felt as though a wasp had been jammed into my mouth and it jabbed me over and over injecting its venom in the same place. The butterfly of black, green, red, and blue shattered like glass. My eyes twitched and I became aware of a soft sensation rubbing against me. Groggily I sat up in my bed. How did I get here? The mirror on the far wall tinted with my movement and I saw my bruised face. It was then that I realized that I really had been raped and that it was not a dream. But then that woman, where is she? My eye scanned the room but there was no lady. Looking back to the mirror something shiny caught my attention. It was a light blue color. A strand of the hair dangled down from the ceiling. Slowly I looked up. There she was that creature who was too beautiful to be human. Her eyes were shut but those things in her hair waved about. Her curled body somehow held itself to the roof. She saved me didn't she? I should thank her. "Excuse me, umm miss alien? Are you awake?" I asked flustered. Her eyes snapped open and she dropped atop me. I did not realize she was so big. Her face stared into my own. Her menacing approach made me recoil. I retreated to the edge of the bed, only being stopped by the wall. She sat there a look of confusion glanced back at me. Her fingers crawled along the bed as her eyes never left my own. They danced up my legs and I cringed away. What is this fear that I feel towards her? Is this just my human nature urging me to reject and disdain something that is different, to be scared of something new? But she saved me why should I fear her? I need to find out if she really is an alien. "Are you a nice alien or a bad one?" I asked. Curiosity filled her manor as she pulled my hair. She looked so deeply at the clump in her grasp I swear she could have read my mind. Her smooth hand touched my face gingerly on the side of my swollen cheek. It was almost as though she had never seen a woman before. Maybe I am the first human that she has met. This is like a dream come true. An alien, a real alien. She seems nice enough. I wonder if she can talk? "Do you understand me?" I asked while her feathery feelers scurried along my face. Slowly she nodded. I don't believe it, she understood me. "Say something." I blurted out. She made a clicking sound but that was not speech, or maybe it was to her people. Perhaps she can't talk like a human. The poor thing she must be frightened. She must want to communicate. I wonder if she is lonely. My smile grew and she looked at me strangely. It hurt a little bit, smiling that is. She noticed that I winced. My foolish grin was ripped from my face as she forced me down. Her tongue emerged it was long and slender. I could feel her drool, dripping on my skin. A terrifyingly warm sensation spread wherever it touched me. The tip glistened sharp as a needle. I felt the pressure then the pain as it stabbed into my cheek. I could only scream as her lips suckled around where her tongue dug and swam through my flesh. The agony faded oddly enough. It was warm, almost pleasurable. Her tongue wormed into my mouth having made its way through my cheek. Slowly it played, tasting me before it retreated back into her. My face had become numb and my head spun. Her hands petted me softly and sweetly. She wasn't so bad after all. I embraced her and she coiled around me. Gently I drifted back into sleep's embrace. Her warmth surrounded me. *** Oh how fun, this is definitely what I wanted to spend my evening doing. Sitting in a patrol car eating donuts with numb nuts over there. The police scanner switched on, it buzzed while I flipped through it. Another two eighty-eight, two sixty-one, oh look at that a four eighty. "You wanna get this one?" Asked Richard, stuffing his face. "Not in the mood for a car chase." I replied, staring at the concentrated fat sitting in my hand. "Why in the hell did you get donuts anyway? Have you ever heard of dinner?" "What is wrong with donuts?" "And you wonder why I dumped your ass. Women are just better, they understand. Donut equals cottage cheese thighs you dumb fuck. Get me some Chinese food or something. I want a real dinner." "What the fuck crawled up your ass?" "This fucking case did." I sneered, tossing that sugary hell out the window. "Look I had plans today movie, dinner, the works but then this shit happened. I should be getting pounded into a coma right about now or doing just that to my woman alright." "Hey don't take it out on the donuts. So what is this new one like anyway you always cut me off about the details." "She is not your type. If you saw what was under her bed you would scream and run away crying." "I don't care what is under her bed tell me about her." Replied Richard with a frown. "I don't know. She has green hair, a dimple on the side of her sweet smile and a serious kink for the freaky. It takes a little bit to get her going but once she does we go all night. Last time she let me blind fold her and handcuff her to the bed. Then I fucked her ass, no lube or nothing. She was crying so loud that night we woke the neighbors." "Well good to know you hooked up with somebody you can get along with. So as I was saying—" He said before a car swerved right in front of us. "Shit!" He flipped the sirens on and the coffee in my lap exploded. Fuck! That shit burns! I squirmed, padding napkins at the searing liquid. The car jerked into full motion and the cup lurched. I hurled it out not wanting to take a chance. The patrol car blared down the intersection. The suspect swirled wildly. There was something on the roof of the car. I leaned in to get a closer look. Ovals spread flapping in the wind. No fucking way. It is that god damned alien! "Hey you see what I see?" I shouted at him. "Yah it looks just like that video. What the fuck is it doing in the middle of the street? Doesn't this thing only hunt in the alleyways?" What looked like an arm reached up before slamming back down. Through the back window I saw the limb, roaming around within the cabin. It grappled the driver, tearing him from the seat and through the hole in the roof. Suddenly it leapt into the sky, leaving the car to its own devices. He stared out the window as he said. "Did you see that? It can fucking fly. No wonder we can't find this thing!" "We have a five ninety-five on Everest road be advised suspect of the skinner case has been spotted fleeing the scene." I, as calmly as possible, said into the intercom. "Advised will you need medical help?" "I do not know." I replied. What the hell is this city coming to? An alien is just running loose and doing what ever the fuck it pleases. Thank god I started smoking again. I slipped my hand into my pocket and shakily pulled out that pack. I tapped it twice but it was empty. Shit already gone through a pack. "Hey I need some more smokes." I said. "Did you see where it went?" "It is long gone by now. You saw how fast it was. So about those smokes." "Here." He said, handing me one of his nasty menthol cigarettes. Better than nothing I guess. My mouth twisted at the taste but soon the nicotine kicked in and it was tolerable. The car in front of us came to a stop. A wall kept it from coasting any farther. Slowly we approached the still running vehicle. I drew near the passenger seat. My eyes fell on the roof torn and bent out of shape. The door slammed open. My stomach churned from the blow and I staggered back out of breath. A little girl ran away crying. My head jerked and Richard gave chase. She did not get very far. He came back child in tow. She kicked and screamed, biting his arm. She babbled. "Papa... Papa the big fairy took Papa!" "Big fairy?" I asked, my hand gently touching her face. Her mouth snapped and bit into my fingers. Fuck! This little bitch. I know that she is freaked out but damn she doesn't have to bite me. I drew back my hand and slapped her. She seemed to calm a bit, being reduced to sobbing. "Tell me about this fairy that took papa." She shook her head sniffling with her terrified eyes. Fanfuckingtastic the first real witness is a scared little girl who just lost her father. No way in hell are we going to get anything usable out of her. "Lets get her down to the station." I said already, placing her in the back of the cruiser. "Maybe she will calm down enough to let us hear what happened." "Alright you do that I am going to stay here and secure the scene. Those pencil pushers will want their hands all over it." "Well I guess somebody is getting to ride up front." I smiled. But the girl blubbered away while I strapped her in. I sat in the seat, rubbing my eyes. How long has it been since I slept? Somewhere around eighteen hours I guess. Fucking alien. I pulled a grin from the glower that hung over my face, "So who wants Chinese food?" ~~~ The white room shimmered all around, leaving only the dark camera staring down from the corner. I sat in the folding chair, my legs up on the table. I leisurely ate out of the box of Tai City. My lips snacked as the noodles and orange chicken melted in my mouth. "You sure you don't want any?" I asked the solemn girl across from me. She sat broken and empty. Her father must have meant a lot to her. Finally she spoke up, "Papa is gone. Is the big fairy going to come for me next?" "You are in the safest place in the city right now." I grinned, actually believing what I said. "That doesn't matter if she wants you nowhere is safe." "Well if that is so why don't you just tell me what happened. Give me something so that I know what I am up against." "It won't matter it is not as though you could kill her. It is my fault that Papa was taken." "What do you mean? Wait start at the beginning." I said, my confusion clearly showing through. "Papa just took me to King Burger and after we ate I went outside." Softly said the girl. "In the back behind the parked cars there was a light that went on and off. The fairy was there. She was watching it until I asked her if she was all right. If I had known then maybe Papa would still be here. I shouldn't have tried to help her. She was so scary. She didn't start out scary though. After I called out to her she started to walk towards me, except there was something wrong with her." "What do you mean something was wrong with her?" "Well it was the way that she walked. She limped. Then papa came and said 'Don't get involved with homeless people.' But then I said 'but Papa she is a fairy. I think that she is hurt.' Papa told me to get behind him. He pulled out his gun and shot her in the head twice. He missed the third time and the fourth hit her in the tummy. At first I thought that she was dead. I started crying and hitting Papa but then she got back up and was really mad." "What does your dad do for a living?" "He is a detective." "How did you know that she was angry?" I asked. "She was singing before he shot her. Then she started, hissing really loud. It made my ears hurt." "Singing?" "Yah it was like one of those noisy bugs except it sounded a lot nicer." "Then what happened?" "Papa dragged me to the car and we drove away really fast. But then she landed on the roof and clawed at the glass. She had red eyes and these things that looked like feathers were moving around on her forehead. Her hand broke the roof of the car and she pulled Papa away. Is Papa going to be alright?" "I am sure that papa is going to come here looking for you if he is alright." Or so I said, I knew full well that he must be dead. After all there has not been a single survivor of this thing that was attacked directly. "Is there anything else that you remember?" "Yah she was really tall. Even taller than Papa and people always say that Papa is tall." "So you said that when you first saw her she was watching a light?" "Yah I thought that it was really weird. I read in a book once that moths and butterflies like lights and that is why they come to them at night. Maybe fairies like them too." She is attracted to light? Wait a minute didn't Ricky get attacked under a lamppost? Come to think of it every attack has taken place near some sort of light. Shit this whole damned city is full of lights how are we ever going to figure this out? Maybe these attacks are all just random and being provoked. She might be defending herself; I mean she did not attack Ricky until he took an aggressive stance. Could it be so simple as being threatened? "So can you describe what she looked like?" "She was very pretty. She had long green hair and her wings were red, blue, and purple. She was wearing these really weird clothes. I can't really describe them but they were a really dark purple and did not really cover anything important." "That is very interesting." The colors of the wings don't match the video. Although that camera was pretty bad maybe it was distorting the tones. "Thank you very much let me show you to a nice warm bed." She shook her head and backed away from me. "I will be fine in here. The scary fairy will find me if I am anywhere else." "Well if you insist. I'll go get you some blankets and pillows." I don't blame her for being scared. Hell I am scared. I can only imagine how bad it was for a defenseless child, watching as her father was carried off to his death. *** My eyes winced as they opened. The lights were on in my bathroom but nowhere else. I dredged myself out of bed and hobbled into the light. The mirror reflected my tired face and nothing more. I looked again and the swollen cheek was gone. I could not even see any bruising. How the hell? I could have sworn that my jaw was broken, or at the least fractured. The alien, what did she do to me? Wait where is she?" I looked about, under the sink, below my bed, in the cabinets, on the ceiling, but this time she really was gone. I stood lonely for some reason. She really was a nice creature. She saved me and she fixed my face. I wonder if I will ever meet her again. I laid back down, staring at the grooves that she left in the ceiling. That was proof enough that she was not just a dream. My dreary eyes drooped and I fell back asleep. ~~~ The blinds creaked and the sunshine dotted the bed as I stretched. I scratched the sand from my eyes and rested my hand beside me. It was warm. Gradually I looked down to find azure tresses and those feathery feelers. She was back. Where had she gone? How did she get back into my room? I knew full well that she could not tell me these things directly. A smile grew and I kissed her on the forehead. "Thank you." I whispered. Her antenna rubbed my face when I did this and she smiled in her sleep. Well at the least she was not sleeping on the ceiling anymore. I stood and wobbled over to the bathroom. The water flowed as I brushed my teeth. I bent over, flushing the mouthwash out and sighed. My eyes met hers in the mirror. I jumped back out of surprise into her embrace. She rested her head on my own. It was not hard for her. After all I am five six and she looked a foot taller than me, probably more. She hugged me, rocking us back and forth. "So where did you go last night?" I asked. She shook her head and her clawed fingers tapped at my breasts. "How did you get back into my room, the door was locked." We took two of her steps out of the room and I realized that there was a draft. She pointed to the far wall and the lone window that inhabited it. The wind flowed through the white drapes. Her grasp loosened around me and I approached the hole in the wall that was once my window. The glass lay on the floor shattered inward. "Do you like it here?" She nodded, canvassing my bed. She burrowed below the covers again and patted the side inviting me in. "I am sorry I want to stay here and keep you company but I have to go to work. Otherwise there wont be any food to eat. By the way what do you like?" She sat up as I opened the fridge. It was as empty as a desert and half as appetizing. I opened the freezer and there was some vanilla ice cream. Looking at the back of the freezer burn I dug out a tv dinner. I plopped it in the microwave and switched it on. Foraging through the cupboards I found the coffee mix. I looked to the coffee maker only to find it dirty. Looks like I need to do dishes when I get home. I guess ill add it to the list. The beeping of the microwave drew my attention away from her dazzling form. I poked at it. It did not really look appetizing but hey when you are hungry anything is edible. I took two bites before she was in my face intrigued by what I was doing. "Food." I said, prodding at the bubbling potatoes and meat in the tray. Her mouth opened and green stuff dripped out. It lathered my meal. What the hell! Did she just throw up on my food? The meat boiled and turned to liquid, as did everything else. Her tongue stabbed into the soup and started slurping. She seemed pleased eating my food. Not that I mind of course. She did save me, so my food is her food. "There is ice cream in the freezer. If you wanna stay over it is all up to you. You can sleep in my bed that is fine too." I said, slipping on my boots. I touched the doorknob and her hands wrapped around me. She ripped me away and dropped me on the bed. I stared at her as she lay atop me. I could tell that she was lonely and wanted me to stay but I really have to work I mean my funds are already about to capsize. Her puppy dog eyes were too much though. Such sad looking things, how could I possibly say no to that? "Fine I will stay. Let me call in sick. Where is my phone?" I thought for a moment before I realized that it was probably still in that alleyway. Man this sucks that thing was expensive too. A whole two weeks pay down the drain. Well maybe I could find it a little later. I grumbled, grabbing the house phone. What was that number again? Slowly I scrolled through the call log and there it was. "Hello? Edana is that you? Where the hell are you? The regulars are missing their spunky green-headed waitress. I have been getting complaints all day since I had assured them that you would come in. I had to say that you were sick yesterday. I mean it is hard covering for you when you don't even call." Mustering as sick of a voice as I could, "I got mugged when I was out buying cold medicine. So give me another day. I will show up tomorrow." "Are you alright?" "Yah I guess there doesn't seem to be any lasting damage." "Look if you are actually out with a cold I will give you a couple of days but you have to come in on Friday." "Thanks." I muffled, hanging up the phone. Well that worked better than I thought that it would. Now then how to keep an alien occupied? Movies perhaps or maybe she just wants to sleep. "You wanna watch TV or sleep?" I asked, looking for the remote. I could tell that she did not know what I meant. So I turned on the little box across the room. The news was on. Oh hey Vela is on, it must have been a crazy night. I turned up the volume. "The skinner is still at large and has claimed another five victims as of last night. We of the Royal Mary Queensland Police Department are doing everything in our power to capture the perpetrator." Said Vela with deep bags under her eyes. "Lieutenant Vela can you corroborate these strange reports of aliens being the perpetrator?" Asked the reporter. "Look don't get any funny ideas. We are pretty sure we know who it is and will be investigating." She yawned. "You seem tired." "Of course I am. I have had four hours of sleep in the last two days." "So who do you think the perpetrator is?" "Why would I tell you?" "The press has a right to know." "If I told you then the individual would probably hear and get the hell out of dodge. Now if you would excuse me I have a real job to do." Said Vela, lighting up another cigarette. From Beyond the Stars Ch. 02 She is smoking again. I will forgive her this time but only because she looks really stressed. I glanced over at her and she snuggled up against my side. She seemed very tired. Was she up all night as well? Come to think of it does she have a name? "What should I call you?" I asked. She cuddled even closer not particularly giving me an answer. I wonder if that means she doesn't care what I call her. "So do you like the name Astrea?" She was neither negative nor positive about the name. I don't think she is really even listening to me. Well I guess Astrea it is. The news was a bust lets see what movie is in there. I flipped the channel and a loud whorish moan echoed from the little box. Oh fuck, there is a porno in there. She perked up at the sound, looking around for what made it. Quickly she flopped out of bed sat before the flickering screen. A woman screamed and groaned just getting railed by another one. I promptly changed the channel and she looked back at me. She excited pointed at the TV then looked back to find that the screen was different now. She pouted. Who would have known she likes porn. It was not much of a choice. I gave in to that sad expression and adjusted it back. She practically buried her face in that screen. Her eyes were glued to it. I have never seen anyone so entranced over anything before. "Don't be so close it is bad for your eyes." I said, turning off the box. She glared at me. A shiver ran up my spine and I just turned it back on not wanting to see what she might do. I like this stuff as much as the next person but she, she just loves it. Well this is not good I'm polluting her mind with indecent things. I mean do aliens even do it the same way we do? I am probably going to go to hell for putting these kinds of ideas in her head. The moans and cries of passion they continued for another three hours. Every time I tried to change it she gave me a stare that made my soul shrivel up. Damn that alien now I'm in the mood. My fingers danced along my muff and swirled that little mound of flesh. I know it is wrong but, damn it, who wouldn't be horny after having to listen to that. I stopped focusing on her for a minute or ten. Slowly I got into that groove and it all just felt so good. Then I realized that the dvd had stopped and I had a pair of eyes hungrily looking at me from the side of the bed. She pounced atop me like a predator, slamming her armor-plated pussy right on my chin and diving between my legs. Clearly she was in the mood. Her purple lips twitched and squirmed before my eyes as her juices flowed. She ground her cunt against me, at the least I think it was her pussy, while her tongue ravaged my lower region. Pleasure shot through me and I shuddered. Her mouth suckled onto the whole of my vag, gulping down anything that came out. This bitch is crazy. The warmth spread with her tongue. It was numbing and yet it started to burn. I have never felt anything like this before. Damn it I feel so weak. My hole quivered and yet another orgasm rocked me. Her twat opened and closed, drooling on me. I gasped from her probing mouth and I tasted her fluid. It was sweet. It almost tasted like honey. A switch in my head flipped. I couldn't control myself anymore. I licked her up and down, savoring that sticky stuff, dripping out of her. She seemed delighted by my actions and saw it fit to give me a better look. She sat up on my face. The air quickly diminished and I squirmed, fighting to free my nose or my mouth. More and more of that fluid flowed into my gasping maw. Her fingers returned to their spelunking. It became harder to think. I realized that she did not understand that I needed to breath. My hands meekly hit at her legs and she shifted enough to free my mouth. My nose was imbedded inside of her. I could feel the warmth spreading down the back of my throat even while I gulped air. Slowly she switched positions grasping my head by the hair. She rubbed my blank face against her snatch, expecting me to make her feel better. My whole body was numb I couldn't really move if I wanted to. Frustrated she slumped me back down and lifted my legs into the air. Her chops smacked as she sloppily sucked on my mound. I quivered unable to endure the relentless assault. It seemed as though she were a butterfly and my pussy was her flower. She greedily lapped up my nectar and started snooping for more. This pleasure was far too much. It was scary how intoxicating it felt. I could feel myself fading away in that lukewarm fog of elation. I don't know how long she kept at it. Finally she laid me upon the bed and snuggled beside me. I managed to glance up at the blinds. The moon hung in the sky. That was too good. If she kept at it I might have gone crazy. Her breathing had slowed and she looked so peaceful, sleeping beside me. Maybe that was all just natural for her. Then again she did not seem to know about it until that tape. I always knew that an alien would be wonderful. *** Where am I? Crap I must have nodded off. Light snoring rose beside me. Richard was there, passed out. I moved my leg and empty coffee cups scattered across the floor of the cruiser. Oh fuck it feels like I have a hang over. What time is it? I glanced at my watch, seven twenty p.m. My unfocused eyes came to realize exactly where I was. I was underneath the Sparkle Shine Tooth Paste billboard that was right across the street from Edana's house. The lights flickered on and off overhead. Why the fuck does this feel like a goddamned horror movie? "Richard wake up. That light is bugging me lets move the car." I said, shaking him awake. "What is wrong with the light?" He mumbled already tossing to go back to sleep. "It is night time and that alien is attracted to them that is what." I replied, flicking his nose. "Alright fine we will park in that alleyway. Where there are no lights." He said starting up the car. The high beams kicked on and something bolted out of view. "Did you just see something?" I asked, sticking my head out the window. A low chirping sound whined over the motor. A spot on my head grew warm and felt wet. Slowly I cranked my neck and blazing eyes stared back at me. Oh shit! "It is on the roof!" I screamed, as hands canvassed my face. They pulled at me but I lodged my hands into the doorframe, anchoring myself in the car. Richard snagged the shotgun from in between the seats. He loaded several shells and quickly got out of the other side. "Get it off me!" I cried. My hands ached and my head felt like it was about to be torn off. The boom of the buckshot went off. Her wings spread wide and she flapped hard. My fingers slipped from the sudden force. I felt the wind gust and the car door was no longer even around my ankles. I am going to die. No fuck this! If I am going to go then I am going to take this bitch with me! I unstrapped my pistol and shoved it into her face. The trigger pulled back so easily and violet exploded. Her grasp on me loosened and I found myself plunging towards the paved ground. I twisted and threw my arms out towards the building to my left. It was so close. My hands bashed into a fire escape rail and I grappled on for dear life. I pulled myself up and over. The pain bristled every nerve in my body but I was alive fuck that bitch I am alive. The pain had never felt so good before while I lay there, staring at the starry sky. The cold metal brushed against my face as I pulled myself to my feet. The elation that I had just survived what I thought was certain death numbed the searing agony from my mind. I popped my pinky back into place. I heard the bone plop as it reset and my other fingers spurt blood. I looked up seeing the upper levels of the escape rail. I peered down to the ground, which was only about two stories down. Slowly I hobbled along the steps. The cast iron stairs led me down to ground level. I am bleeding a lot. Funny how when you know you are screwed nothing really matters. My torn fingers dug through my pocket and pulled out my phone. Well if I am going to die from blood lose anyway might as well get some words in. I dialed Edana's number and after a few moments I heard a ring. It was not the normal sound of the connection being made, I actually heard her damned ring tone. That annoying happy go lucky theme song from some show she watched. It echoed out from behind me. The light of the cell phone illuminated itself a short distance away. No, this is not happening. Hobbling over I picked it up and there was my grinning face on the caller id. What the fuck happened to her. Come to think of it she usually calls me once a day. I stared at the cracked screen my own number mostly dialed. She was trying to call me. I need to get over there and see if she is all right. Richard ran down the alleyway "Oh thank god I thought that you were done for!" "Get the first aid kit and bring over the car. I need to sit down." "Do you realize how far you fell? Fuck the first aid kit we need to get you to the hospital." He said, dragging me along with him. "That can wait I need to see with my own eyes that Edana is all right." "We don't have time for that you are bleeding like crazy." "Stop the bleeding and I will hold out. Her house is right over there." "No you won't you are in shock." "Don't argue with me just... just do what I tell you." I said, I don't remember the world being so damned dark and cold. My vision blurred and everything was muffled. Slowly the world around me became tunneled until only the blackness remained.