Darkside Blues: SciFi Alien Romance (Dark Planet Warriors Book 4.5) by Anna Carven Page B
Authors: Anna Carven
Ads: Link
this.
Another threat had surfaced, and someone important to him had been hurt. Threats Kai could deal with. They were part and parcel of his existence, and he warded off danger all the time. Even though he had risen high in the ranks of the Urubora , danger and violence shadowed him at every step.
It came with the territory, and Kai had accepted that.
What he couldn’t stomach was Melia getting hurt in the process.
There were rules to follow when carrying out business in Darkside, and someone had just broken the rules in order to get to him.
Unforgivable.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Zyara watched the green-eyed twins, a Human boy and girl, with a growing sense of unease. It seemed they were changing before her very eyes. Their dark pupils had narrowed to thin slits, and they glared at her through the window. Although she knew they couldn’t see her through the one-way barrier, their twin, almost-glowing gazes were disconcerting.
This morning, it was back to work as usual. The surreal events of last night seemed like nothing more than a distant dream.
“This is the effect of the virus?” She turned to the Human doctor, Lorelei Asher, who was watching the twins with a dispassionate expression.
“This is what Dracaera does,” she said. “If you were to walk in there right now, they’d probably try and tear you to shreds. We’ll have to sedate them.”
“They haven’t been this bad before.”
“No, but that’s because they haven’t had their monthly dose of suppressant. The last shot they had was back in the facility, and I’d estimate that it’s almost completely out of their system by now.”
“So they’re regressing?”
“The physical effects, the DNA-modulatory effects of the virus are accelerated, inducing rapid changes. They gain physical advantages, but the changes come at a price. Mentally, they revert to simple predators. The mere sight or smell of blood, for example, is enough to drive them into a frenzy. You can see how we’d want to suppress that trait. If we could induce those physical advantages without the cognitive side-effects, we’d have enhanced Humans on our hands.”
Zyara glared at the Human doctor who stood beside her. Her neutral tone was beginning to irk Zyara. How could she be so nonchalant as she watched these two Human children turning into mindless beasts? This Dracaera virus, which had been forcefully introduced into their bodies, was destroying them, turning them into something less-than-human.
Zyara was disgusted.
“How do we stop it?” Zyara bit back on her anger. Right now, she needed to keep a cool head. She needed to find a way to help these children.
“The only way is to dose them with suppressant. If they don’t get it within the next forty-eight hours, they’ll be lost.” Lorelei shrugged. Zyara glared. Although the Human was acting aloof, she couldn’t hide the fact that there was a black Kordolian slave-collar around her neck.
Lorelei had been brought back from the SynCorp research facility along with dozens of Humans and aliens who had been experimental research subjects.
General Tarak and his crew had brought them here, to this ranch in the middle of the desert, where the Kordolians had set up a base. Many of them had been in need of intensive medical care. There were far too many for Zyara to take care of on her own. So because Zyara had required assistance, Tarak had slapped a slave-collar around Lorelei’s neck and ordered her to help treat the victims. The General didn’t trust the good doctor one bit, and Lorelei knew that her life hung in the balance.
One mis-step, and she could be forced to endure extreme torture, delivered through the collar. It was an archaic device, a symbol of the Old Empire. Zyara hated the damn things.
But General Tarak’s orders on this were absolute.
So far, Zyara had to admit she’d been an invaluable source of information. She knew the medical histories of all the victims, and as far as medics went, she was
Another threat had surfaced, and someone important to him had been hurt. Threats Kai could deal with. They were part and parcel of his existence, and he warded off danger all the time. Even though he had risen high in the ranks of the Urubora , danger and violence shadowed him at every step.
It came with the territory, and Kai had accepted that.
What he couldn’t stomach was Melia getting hurt in the process.
There were rules to follow when carrying out business in Darkside, and someone had just broken the rules in order to get to him.
Unforgivable.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Zyara watched the green-eyed twins, a Human boy and girl, with a growing sense of unease. It seemed they were changing before her very eyes. Their dark pupils had narrowed to thin slits, and they glared at her through the window. Although she knew they couldn’t see her through the one-way barrier, their twin, almost-glowing gazes were disconcerting.
This morning, it was back to work as usual. The surreal events of last night seemed like nothing more than a distant dream.
“This is the effect of the virus?” She turned to the Human doctor, Lorelei Asher, who was watching the twins with a dispassionate expression.
“This is what Dracaera does,” she said. “If you were to walk in there right now, they’d probably try and tear you to shreds. We’ll have to sedate them.”
“They haven’t been this bad before.”
“No, but that’s because they haven’t had their monthly dose of suppressant. The last shot they had was back in the facility, and I’d estimate that it’s almost completely out of their system by now.”
“So they’re regressing?”
“The physical effects, the DNA-modulatory effects of the virus are accelerated, inducing rapid changes. They gain physical advantages, but the changes come at a price. Mentally, they revert to simple predators. The mere sight or smell of blood, for example, is enough to drive them into a frenzy. You can see how we’d want to suppress that trait. If we could induce those physical advantages without the cognitive side-effects, we’d have enhanced Humans on our hands.”
Zyara glared at the Human doctor who stood beside her. Her neutral tone was beginning to irk Zyara. How could she be so nonchalant as she watched these two Human children turning into mindless beasts? This Dracaera virus, which had been forcefully introduced into their bodies, was destroying them, turning them into something less-than-human.
Zyara was disgusted.
“How do we stop it?” Zyara bit back on her anger. Right now, she needed to keep a cool head. She needed to find a way to help these children.
“The only way is to dose them with suppressant. If they don’t get it within the next forty-eight hours, they’ll be lost.” Lorelei shrugged. Zyara glared. Although the Human was acting aloof, she couldn’t hide the fact that there was a black Kordolian slave-collar around her neck.
Lorelei had been brought back from the SynCorp research facility along with dozens of Humans and aliens who had been experimental research subjects.
General Tarak and his crew had brought them here, to this ranch in the middle of the desert, where the Kordolians had set up a base. Many of them had been in need of intensive medical care. There were far too many for Zyara to take care of on her own. So because Zyara had required assistance, Tarak had slapped a slave-collar around Lorelei’s neck and ordered her to help treat the victims. The General didn’t trust the good doctor one bit, and Lorelei knew that her life hung in the balance.
One mis-step, and she could be forced to endure extreme torture, delivered through the collar. It was an archaic device, a symbol of the Old Empire. Zyara hated the damn things.
But General Tarak’s orders on this were absolute.
So far, Zyara had to admit she’d been an invaluable source of information. She knew the medical histories of all the victims, and as far as medics went, she was
Similar Books
