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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Zara had no knowledge of what was happening, she was in a deep slumber that her body refused to wake up from, despite the operation taking place. Their child was removed from her with several incisions; they'd lost something they'd loved in a matter of thirty minutes. Their slumber continued for many years. Little did they know, their son was taken from the ship the moment he'd been stabilized after having been born. Apparently, Weyland had two destinations in mind; the child would go to him and the parents would remain in one of his facilities on a choice of several planets. The team had decided to pick the furthest planet from Earth, and it seemed to have been a good choice when they arrived and the team was all too prepared for the worst case scenario. The creature was confined to one of the large containment cells in the lower levels of the facility. Zara and Kel, on the other hand, had been kept on the top floor that was overlooking the white landscape. Snow fell from the sky, covering the planet in the fierce icy chill. <br/>
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Eighteen years had passed since they'd been captured, but it had felt like a mere moment when Zara began to wake. A loud groan escaped her soft lips as she began to stir. There was no pain anywhere in her body, but she immediately noticed the lack of warmth within her. The female's gaze assessed the situation and she noticed she'd been shut away in a pod... there was no wonder that she'd been kept asleep for so long. As she continued to grow furious, the female managed to beat the pod until the door began to rise, releasing her from the cushioned cage. The room she woke up in was fairly bright; all she could see was white walls and fluorescent lights along the very top of the walls where they met the ceiling. It was only as she approached one wall, the same that held an airlock door, that the walls began to shimmer as they became transparent. A woman stood before the cell dressed in a fully functioning suit that was padded out with various shields for protection. <br/>
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"Good, you woke up. Now Zara, how are you feeling?" Somehow, she could hear the woman as clear as if she was in the same room. There was no realistic description of her rage; it was unhindered, uncontrolled. "Where is my family?" The naked, volatile woman snapped as her gaze landed on the blondes. The female sighed softly, tapping her pen against her clipboard. "Your lover is on the other side of this floor, they are still busy testing him. Your son has never been here. I'm curious, do you feel empty without him?" The very moment she'd asked the question Zara charged into the glass, her body absorbed the impact as she repeatedly tried to break free just to show that bitch exactly what she could do, but to no avail.<br/>
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"Please, continue. It'll make our job easier. You see, we're interested in how you managed to carry such a child, you were human before and now... you're something else entirely. You even managed to procreate, and a rather strong offspring if I say so myself. As you can imagine, this information is valuable to us. You can give us what we need or we'll take it." The woman looked expectantly to Zara, as if she may just break. "You took my son. Do you think I'd give you anything?" A slow, merciless smile began to form over her lips, "I will tell you something, though." The scientist stepped closer to the glass, interested in Zara's words. "I was a trained soldier, you know this already though, correct? You've read my file. Take another look... And pay attention to my confirmed kills. I was a damn good shot before I became more. Do you think for a second that you will be able to escape me once I get free?" The scientist laughed straight at the glass, right into Zara's face. "What makes you think you'll be escaping? We've taken our time to transform our facility... just for you and your lover. Nobody is escaping, nobody is getting the upper hand but us.." <br/>
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The scientist watched as Zara seethed. "It's time for your first test, Zara. If you don't come willingly, we will force you." The brunette remained silent, observing as a team formed on the other side of the window. They were equipped well enough to be Weyland's forces, and clearly, they were prepared for her. Before the team even entered the room a mixture of chemicals was steamed into her room, causing her to wobble as she tried to stand up straight. It was only then that the team rushed in, shackling her wrists and ankles with swift movements before hurling her up into their grasp and moving her around the blindingly light facility until they spotted the room they needed. Of course, the scientist followed behind and observed as the group dropped Zara onto a bed that had several vices for her ankles and wrists. They didn't bother to remove her shackles on her wrists, but they did remove the ones connecting her ankles in order to pin them into the tight grips on the edge of the bed. <br/>
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The team left the female on the bed in the pristine room. Zara tried her best to focus on the layout of the room until she noticed there was a door connecting somewhere else. Her blood began to run cold. "We're interested if your lover is the only one you can breed with, Zara. Of course, we've had you here for eighteen years... We've checked your blood many times over. We know what you're capable of, and we're willing to sacrifice whatever it takes to find out just how you tick." Clearly, she knew about how their infecting worked... But Zara was in shock. Eighteen years. No wonder her scar was healed, her body looked in perfect condition. Where was their son? Was he okay? It was all she could think about.<br/>
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The other door in the far end of the room eased open with a slight groan. A large soldier made his way in; he was no Kel, but he was clearly a strong man. Unfortunately for Zara, he held a few syringes in a small pack, all the easier to keep her subdued with. "No!" The female growled lowly, trying to kick at the grips that held her legs apart. What she hadn't realized was that there was a camera in the room, and the feed was already live and being transmitted to her lover across the facility. Their experiment would hit three bases at once; how would the human get infected, would it be quick? Would he survive? Would she fall pregnant from him? And how would her lover react? Could it be possible that an alien form would feel rage and feel the need to protect his lover? The scientist smirked to herself, it wasn't as if he could escape.<br/>
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The male approached Zara, observing her supple figure. It didn't take long for him to grow hard as he began to squeeze her breasts, his spare hand slipping between her legs to force his fingers inside of her which caused cries of pain to slip from her lips as she tried to fight against him. "How odd, she's tight. Must have been the eighteen years without any," the male snorted cruelly as he withdrew his fingers from inside of her. Next, he drew a set of drawers close by and opened up his small case. Drawing out a syringe, he elbowed her legs open before forcing the needle into her inner thigh. The only thing she was thankful for at that moment was that it seemed to numb her, almost causing her to fall limp. The male turned to look directly into the camera, "I wonder, did she like it fast or slow? At least that kid didn't tear through this lovely peach," As if to punctuate his words, the male shoved several fingers into her, tugging her tender flesh open before giving her sensitive mound a firm smack. "Enjoy the show, you freak."</span>