12 Chapter 12 - Is she crazy or is he? (2/2)
”I was, and I'm assuming you were?” she ventured.
”Wrong.The human that you used to be was sentenced here.You're not that human anymore.”
”But my PED kept track of that, they can see that I used to be that human.”
”And how long do you think the battery will last in that PED of yours?” he asked, moving some branches out of the way to gaze into his clearing.It was clear, surprisingly.The bike was still there, and the PMS from the hunter he killed, but it looked like the second hunter had been dragged off.He would have to hunt that PMS down, or wait for another hunter to come by.
”These things are powered from our evolution changes.As long as we keep changing, their batteries don't die.”
”Really?” he asked, turning to her in surprise.He didn't know that.
She looked at him funny, but didn't get a chance to say anything, because he spied the heat signature of something really big heading their way.Something bigger then he had ever seen before.
”Time to hide from the monsters.Ever hide under your bed before?” he asked, shoving her into the burrow as he kept an eye on the approaching monster.He couldn't tell what it was yet, through the trees, but whatever it was, he didn't want to meet it.
Grabbing the PMS on the ground, he shoved himself into the burrow with her, and hastily shoved debris in front of the opening.It was tight in there, and he found himself looking her in the face.
The scaled plates that covered her body, just like his, were a drab olive color, but as he watched her turn away from him, he noticed some of the plates were turning a bright, almost neon, blue.And for some reason, that was a huge turn on for him.Peeking outside, to distract himself from his raging hard on, he almost peed himself.
The neon orange head of a huge lizard, with forward facing teal eyes, was right in the opening.He could feel its breath flowing over his face as it was breathing, and realized it was tasting them!The razor-sharp teeth were only about a foot in front of him, far too close for comfort, and judging from the size of those clawed feet, this thing would have no problems digging them out of the hole they were in.
He found himself scrunching even further into the hole.If he pushed her out, would it eat her and go away, or would she just whet its appetite?Licking his lips, he suddenly realized he had a poison bite.Could he bite it before it killed him?
A huge purple tongue slowly escaped from the mouth, dripping saliva on the ground, and he sprung forward, biting the tip off.Scooting back into the burrow fast enough to avoid the beast's contractions, he spat the piece of tongue out and shoved it in his port.
For the next minute he fought all of his willpower to not scream and gag.
(GENETIC MATERIAL ACQUIRED.ANALYZING.POSSIBLE EVOLUTION OPTIONS: ENLARGED BODY MASS, UNIVERSAL DIGESTION, JACOBSON'S ORGAN)
”What is jacobson's organ?” he finally managed to ask in his head.The thing outside reminded him of a giant dragon.Spitting to the side, he noticed her staring at the thing in shock.
(JACOBSON'S ORGAN ALLOWS HOST TO TASTE AIR)
What the hell would he need that for?Tasting the air sounded stupid, and he definitely didn't need to be bigger.He was plenty big enough, thank you.
”Go for universal digestion, that sounds interesting.”
(EVOLUTION INITIATED)
”You bit its tongue,” she whispered, finally turning to look at him.”And it died.”
”It was a horrible french-kisser.”
Not looking at her, he felt the ground.There was nothing else around, at least nothing moving, so he started crawling out of the hole.Maybe it was time for another cookout.Looking at the thing, he was surprised to see it had six legs.Yep, definitely time for a cookout.
”Who are you?” she asked as she joined him by its side.
”Dustin Lafelle,” he said, crouching down to butcher it.
”Dustin the Lady Killer?!”