female. He could let her live. The next human he ran across was a teenage boy. A male child, but a child. Frustrated, Taz left him alone.
“Finally,” Taz muttered.
A man was crouched on the ground. Taz wanted to skewer him. He grabbed the man by the arm, spinning him into a confrontation and smiled his most menacing look. Tears cascaded down the human’s face. In a heap on her side not far was a dead female. Near her were two small children, alive. The menace and smile died on Taz’s lips.
“Can you help my wife?” the man asked.
Taz lowered him to the ground. The man pleaded with him to help the deceased female. The little ones were weeping. Taz was a warrior. Killing a defenseless man who lost his mate left a bad taste in his mouth. Killing the father of two innocents didn’t need to happen. Earth was shattered in this area. Taz had to leave before he lost his identity. He was hard, cold, mean. He was a despicable Tonan, a feared creature. The mere mention of Tonans struck terror into the hearts of many. There was no reason he should feel pity for a human male and his offspring—but he did. The man’s oldest was a girl, in her teens. Thick, long black ebony hair, sky blue eyes, long thick lashes. She reeked of innocence. Tonans would eat her alive.
I’m a fucking Tonan.
“Your wife is dead,” Taz said, his words calm. “Find a safe place for you and the little ones. You can’t do anything for your mate.”
“Where is safe?” His tone was small and pitiful. The teen girl was beautiful and so tiny and vulnerable. Her eyes were mesmerized and fastened on Taz, while her little brother used his hands to cover his face.
“I don’t know,” Taz said. The man sobbed, looking defeated and turned. Taz grabbed his arm and spun him to face him. “Do not go with the aliens. Hide from the shuttles. In fact just hide.” His words were brutal, and he shook the man. Taz’s shield came up and the man’s eyes widened in terror, the girl screamed. “If you leave with my kind you will die. Your daughter will wish she was dead. Your boy will be left behind—alone. Go.”
He released the man and watched as he ran to his children and grabbed a hand of each, all three stumbling away. Taz shook his head. He had no idea why he did what he did.
Yeah Krish, I fucked up, boo hoo.
Shielded in the safety of the brutal storm that returned, Taz ran. He could cover hundreds of miles in a short time. He needed to find sunlight. Or he would have to return to his ship to regenerate. Darkness was an enemy as the coat of black settled. He would have liked to run farther but a warning went off in his shield. He needed to find a place to spend the night. A quiet out of the way area was where he stopped. The forested area looked to have been spared so far from assault, but a storm now raged. The storm wasn’t near the intensity as some he’d seen. A meteor shower lit the sky. A small box big enough to stand in caught his attention. Taz ducked inside as the storm grew. Hail fell, pinging off the roof. Taz liked hail; he had never seen any before he came to Earth. The storms were fascinating.
The small shed rocked and shuddered. It didn’t matter to Taz. His shield monitored his vitals. He crouched half hidden behind a row of shelves. There hadn’t been much in the way of sunlight and Taz thought it best to sit back and relax until morning. Part of him was annoyed, he wanted to go out in the storm and watch the action. Humans and their helpless bodies would be screaming in terror. During his run, his emotions settled. Taz put his priorities in order. The females Taz would corral if necessary, to a safe place during another storm; the males were pathetic. Taz held all male humans in contempt. They couldn’t keep their females safe, they couldn’t protect their children. Females and their vulnerability was understandable. He wondered how the race had survived for so long.
The sounds of thunder and lightning were soothing and
“Finally,” Taz muttered.
A man was crouched on the ground. Taz wanted to skewer him. He grabbed the man by the arm, spinning him into a confrontation and smiled his most menacing look. Tears cascaded down the human’s face. In a heap on her side not far was a dead female. Near her were two small children, alive. The menace and smile died on Taz’s lips.
“Can you help my wife?” the man asked.
Taz lowered him to the ground. The man pleaded with him to help the deceased female. The little ones were weeping. Taz was a warrior. Killing a defenseless man who lost his mate left a bad taste in his mouth. Killing the father of two innocents didn’t need to happen. Earth was shattered in this area. Taz had to leave before he lost his identity. He was hard, cold, mean. He was a despicable Tonan, a feared creature. The mere mention of Tonans struck terror into the hearts of many. There was no reason he should feel pity for a human male and his offspring—but he did. The man’s oldest was a girl, in her teens. Thick, long black ebony hair, sky blue eyes, long thick lashes. She reeked of innocence. Tonans would eat her alive.
I’m a fucking Tonan.
“Your wife is dead,” Taz said, his words calm. “Find a safe place for you and the little ones. You can’t do anything for your mate.”
“Where is safe?” His tone was small and pitiful. The teen girl was beautiful and so tiny and vulnerable. Her eyes were mesmerized and fastened on Taz, while her little brother used his hands to cover his face.
“I don’t know,” Taz said. The man sobbed, looking defeated and turned. Taz grabbed his arm and spun him to face him. “Do not go with the aliens. Hide from the shuttles. In fact just hide.” His words were brutal, and he shook the man. Taz’s shield came up and the man’s eyes widened in terror, the girl screamed. “If you leave with my kind you will die. Your daughter will wish she was dead. Your boy will be left behind—alone. Go.”
He released the man and watched as he ran to his children and grabbed a hand of each, all three stumbling away. Taz shook his head. He had no idea why he did what he did.
Yeah Krish, I fucked up, boo hoo.
Shielded in the safety of the brutal storm that returned, Taz ran. He could cover hundreds of miles in a short time. He needed to find sunlight. Or he would have to return to his ship to regenerate. Darkness was an enemy as the coat of black settled. He would have liked to run farther but a warning went off in his shield. He needed to find a place to spend the night. A quiet out of the way area was where he stopped. The forested area looked to have been spared so far from assault, but a storm now raged. The storm wasn’t near the intensity as some he’d seen. A meteor shower lit the sky. A small box big enough to stand in caught his attention. Taz ducked inside as the storm grew. Hail fell, pinging off the roof. Taz liked hail; he had never seen any before he came to Earth. The storms were fascinating.
The small shed rocked and shuddered. It didn’t matter to Taz. His shield monitored his vitals. He crouched half hidden behind a row of shelves. There hadn’t been much in the way of sunlight and Taz thought it best to sit back and relax until morning. Part of him was annoyed, he wanted to go out in the storm and watch the action. Humans and their helpless bodies would be screaming in terror. During his run, his emotions settled. Taz put his priorities in order. The females Taz would corral if necessary, to a safe place during another storm; the males were pathetic. Taz held all male humans in contempt. They couldn’t keep their females safe, they couldn’t protect their children. Females and their vulnerability was understandable. He wondered how the race had survived for so long.
The sounds of thunder and lightning were soothing and
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