New Species 03 Valiant (39 page)

her.” His gaze fixed on Pete. “Right?”

The man shook his head. “I told you. We think he’s

gay.”

“What does that mean?” Tiger frowned.

The man on the floor hesitated. “We think he likes

men. She isn’t a man. He won’t do her.”

Tiger laughed. “You think because he won’t breed

her that he is physically attracted to men?” He shook his

head. “Did you ever think he might not be into forcing

women?” His smile died and he growled. “That is your

sickness to want to rape them, not ours.”

“Well, I never grabbed a woman and snapped her

neck but he did it,” Pete ground out. “Two of them and

trust me, they were smoking hot. I would have done

them in a heartbeat if someone had tossed them at me.

He didn’t even talk before he killed them.” Pete snapped

his fingers. “Just like that.”

Justice frowned, his gaze pausing on each man inside

the room.

Tiger softly cursed. “He’s either gone over the edge

or he had a good reason for killing helpless females. We

will find out.”

Justice nodded grimly. He turned his full attention to

the prisoner. “Pete? We are going on a road trip. You will

lead us to where you took Tammy.”

“I’ll do it. I have no choice. Just back off.”

Justice motioned his men back with a wave of his

hand. Pete crawled to his feet on shaky legs. He glanced

at Justice, who obviously was in charge.

“I want immunity against being prosecuted in a court

of law for kidnapping and anything else the cops want to

tack on. You promise me that and I will drive you there

myself and take you right to 927.”

Justice blinked a few times before a slow smile

spread across his face. “I swear I will give you immunity

from your law. It is a deal. Take us to the woman and

the New Species now.”

The man stared at Justice. “You can do that, right?

Give me immunity?”

Justice’s smile died and his eyes narrowed. “I am

New Species law. I am Justice. I can give you anything I

wish. This is a Species matter that does not involve your

law unless I say it does. I give you my word as Justice

North that your cops will not send you to prison if you

help us. Now let’s go.”

The man nodded. “Sure. I don’t want to go to prison.

It’s just a good-paying job. I’m going to need some

money too, just to get me a started. I want a hundred

grand.”

Justice was grim. He jerked his head in a nod. “You

got it. You will get the money after we get the woman

back, verify that the testing facility in Colorado is where

you say it is and our people are there.”

Pete smiled, looking less frightened. “I understand.

Let’s go. It’s not too far from here.”

* * * * *

Tammy laughed. “No. I’m not defective. There are a

lot of women my size.”

927 nodded. “I did not mean to offend you if I

implied you have physical imperfections.”

“None taken. I’ve seen a few of your women and they

are really tall. I understand how you could think that

way. I am short for the average woman. I—”

927 suddenly moved, cutting off her words. He lifted

to his feet in a heartbeat and reached for Tammy. She

gasped as his hands gripped her arms and she was

yanked to her feet. She ended up behind the large man.

He tensed and growled toward the cell door.

The older man and Mike walked up to the cell door.

Tammy got a glimpse of them before 927 shoved her

back and used one hand to keep her in place behind him.

He was too wide to see around and far too tall. A nother

deep and vicious growl tore from his throat.

“I see you like her.” The older man chuckled. “You

need to breed her, 927.” The man’s voice hardened. “I’m

going to have Mike pull out his gun and kill her if you

don’t.”

Fear tore through Tammy. Why would they do that?

“Yeah,” Mike laughed. “See this gun? Boom! The

doctor is tired of waiting while you court the bitch. Just

bend her over and find the right hole. It shouldn’t be too

hard. I know you like men but just pretend.”

“Enough!” The older man sighed. “I keep telling you

boys that he’s not a homosexual. He’s bred with his

females in the past. It is unaltered females he has issues

with.”

“Maybe he realized he’s attracted to men. It happens.

I had a cousin who came out of the closet in his thirties.

He married someone and they had four kids before he

told his wife.”

The older man sighed louder. “927? Either breed her

or step out of the way and allow Mike to put her down.

It’s that simple. You seem to like her and I’m sure you’ll

breed her. You are doing this just to piss me off. I

understand that but my patience is at an end. I have

wasted enough time.”

“You will have to shoot through me,” 927 warned,

his voice dropping to a scary growl.

There was silence. The older man finally spoke. “I’ll

gas your cell and when you are out, we will get her. I’d

hate to do that because I’d have to order the gas but I

can get it by the end of the day. Breed her or move out

of the way.”

“Gas us,” 927 growled.

Tammy’s terror was instant. “Gas us?” She gasped.

927 turned his head and stared at her. “Do you want

to breed with me? They will take you from me afterward

and you will be alive until he decides he has learned what

he wants. They will strap you down and hurt you. They

did this to our females. They cried and screamed.

Sometimes they would take our females to other males

to breed with and it would start again. Is this the life you

wish?”

She shook her head. Definitely not.

He nodded. “Do you want me to move to allow him

to shoot you? Is all of your hope gone now?”

She shook her head again. “I’m not ready to die.”

“They will have to gas us. It will take time,” he

whispered.

Tammy stared into his eyes and nodded. “Gas us.”

927 flashed her a smile and turned. His smile gone,

he said, “Order your gas. It is the only way you will get

her from me.”

“Fuck,” Mike growled. “Let me shoot through him,

Doc. I’m pretty sure I can miss all the vital organs. He’ll

recover.”

“It was just a ruse to get him to breed with her. We’ll

drug his food. He’ll have to eat or drink at some point.

Turn off the water to his cell. Once he takes the drugs

he’ll be forced to breed her. I didn’t want to cloud this

experiment but he’s too stubborn. We’ll have to use the

breeding drugs. Perhaps if it doesn’t take the first time

we can get him to breed her without the drugs after he’s

had her once.”

“Why don’t we just gas their asses, force him to give

up his goodies, and inject them into the bitch if you want

to see if she can get a doggy in her oven?”

“I tried to explain this to you already.” The older man

sighed. “We’ve been testing them for years. Their sperm

is different than ours. We discovered that during

intercourse their sperm load is high but only if they are

aroused. When it is manipulated manually, if we force

their sperm, their count is substantially lower. It also has

a very short lifespan. It dies quickly, almost within a

minute, and until we can figure out if it’s because of

being exposed to oxygen or if it’s a temperature issue,

we can’t effectively resolve the problem. We lost a lot of

our equipment when we abandoned our facility. I need

him to breed her naturally for there to even be a chance

of success.”

“Why didn’t it work with the animal bitches?”

“The females aren’t producing any viable eggs. It is

only the males who have the ability to reproduce. I need

to make a few calls to order the drugs I need and see

where we are on the transfers. The men are coming

tomorrow to enclose more space and add in four more

cells. If this one won’t breed her, maybe the other males

will.”

Mike laughed. “Wow, you are going to have her

doing five of them? Think she’ll survive that?”

“I don’t know. It depends on if the other four kill her

or not. This is important work.”

“Who gives a shit if they can breed?”

The older man hesitated. “We lost the ability to make

more of them a long time ago. We haven’t been able to

replicate what the doctor who created them did. Every

attempt has failed. It is faster to deal with their

reproductive issues than to start from scratch to try to

replicate how they were created. We tried that for years

and couldn’t do it. If you enjoy getting paid we have to

figure this out. When Mercile got busted, all their assets

were frozen. We’ve nearly run out of the money we

transferred out before that happened. We’ve had to turn

to more creative ways to make money off them and

figuring this out is a priority.”

“Wouldn’t they be weaker if you breed them with

regular bitches?”

“No. They have very aggressive and dominant,

engineered genes. They will come out fully engineered

just the way we made them to be if we can breed them

with humans.”

“Cool.”

“Cool is if we can work out the problem and get this

one to impregnate her. We’ll be able to breed our

remaining males to regular woman and have hundreds of

products within the first year. Think of the profit margin

and how quickly we can replace the ones lost. We’ve

learned a lot over the years and won’t make the same

mistakes with the younger ones. The newborns will be

trained from birth to take orders.”

“Way cool.”

“It’s more about survival. We’re probably all wanted

by the police and unless you want to flee to some third-

world country to sell trinkets to tourists, you better get

on board fast to make this work. This is going to keep a

paycheck coming your way.”

“Damn.” Mike looked grim. “I didn’t know things

were that desperate.”

“Let’s leave them while I make those phone calls.

Maybe he’ll breed her soon. He hasn’t had use of a

female in a long time. It was another reason I wanted

him. His resistance has to be down.”

Tammy listened but she didn’t hear them anymore.

She watched 927 carefully. His body finally relaxed and

he released her arm, turning to look down at her.

“You are frightened.” He inhaled. “I would not allow

them to take you.”

“It is because of what they were saying.” She stared

up at him in horror. “They want us to have children they

can train to obey them? A nd what does product mean?”

She knew the answer, but it was so horrible to

contemplate, she just needed it confirmed.

“We are products. I have heard this before. First we

were to help them create drugs that they tested on our

bodies. Now they always talk about needing money and

wanted to force us to fight for them and I’ve even

overheard them say they want to sell us. I listen often

and heard their plot to create more of us, younger ones,

who do not know of their cruel ways. The think they can

fool the young ones into becoming what we refused to

be.”

“That’s horrible.” A nd evil. Vile. Sick. Heartless. She

stopped before she started cussing.

“That’s why I had no choice in what I did to the

women. I saw what they did to our women for years,

trying to force their bodies to breed. You could not

survive inside your mind and your weaker body would

break. Our females are stronger.”

“That part was true? That you killed the other women

they brought? I thought they were trying to scare me.”

He hesitated. “They were screaming when they saw

me and terrified. They were crying and weeping. They

fell apart at the sight of me. I knew they would not last

through breeding or be strong enough to face the

testing. They would be passed from cell to cell the way

our women have been during their breeding tests. It got

worse recently and they focused on breeding tests. They

would make our females breed with eight or nine of us.

We refused, if they refused. Most of our women grew

very sad but we tried to keep them strong. It was at least

contact, and we treated each other well. Our females