Desert World Savages Part 3: Hunted: A SciFi Alien Serial Romance by Lisa Lace Page A

dawn of realization it hit her. This place was a desert. A fucking desert. How on earth, check that, how on wherever was Rev supposed to find her in a desert? All the sand looked alike.
    What was she supposed to do now? Her camping trips had not prepared her for survival in an environment like this.
    Snakes. That was all she could think of, and one trait she shared with her favorite fedora-wearing adventurer. She had no problems confronting a burly, gun-wielding newspaper delivery man demanding that he pay his bill, but snakes scared the shit of her.
    What if there were desert snakes? Or worse? What alien creatures slunk or burrowed in those desert sand dunes?
    The voice spoke again.
    Sensor information confirms an open terrain landing. Advise assuming the proper position for safety.
    This is when Tracy's complete panic began. Position? Position! What was the proper position?
    "Somebody help me!" she cried out.
    Help requested.
    Processing.
    Hold straps above your head, tuck in your chin, and round your back.
    Okay. She could do that. Chin to chest, back rounded. Check.
    Upon impact, bend your knees and hold your legs together.
    Twist to your side at an angle to your ground.
    Land on your posterior, going into a roll after you make contact.
    Tracy worked this out in her head. She tried bending her knees and found that despite the gravity pulling her in one direction, the suit easily moved when she nudged it with her body. Good. Great, in fact. She might survive this after all.
    She felt the parachute slowing her descent. Maybe she could just land on her feet, and avoid all this rolling?
    Do not attempt to land on your feet. Doing so can cause irreparable harm to your body.
    Maybe not. Hell if she was going to end up on desert world with two broken legs.
    All she did was go with her friend to a bar.
    All she did was kiss, okay more than kiss, a hunky guy in the alley outside the bar.
    No way was she supposed to end up rushing to her death towards an alien planet, an unknown number of light years away from earth. No. Nada. No way. She was going to have serious words with the aliens who had put her in this ridiculous situation.
    I will never go to a bar with Carol again!
    Her anger brought up a rush of adrenaline. Tracy reigned in her panic and focused on the task at hand.
    Legs and knees bent, twist them to the side, land on my ass. Check!
    Below her the sand peaks were getting bigger, jutting towards her. She could make out different colors now, great slabs of red and blue and gray rock that poked into the sky at different angles. She was heading straight toward the rocks.
    That would be a very bad place to land. She saw herself hitting those rocks as thoughts of painful broken bones filled her overworked mind.
    She needed to avoid them and apparently her only friend, the suit, thought the same thing.
    Sensors indicate rocky ground ahead.
    Pull right strap and twist to turn towards a softer landing area.
    Tracy twisted her body and pulled the strap, and with a feeling of exhilaration, she turned in the air away from the rocks. For a moment, she forgot all about the aliens as a feeling of bliss came over her. This was fun!
    She immediately felt silly for having fun during a life and death descent on an unknown world. Maybe she was going a little crazy. But who wouldn't go a little crazy after being abducted by aliens...shoved out of a spaceship...
    And fucked by the sexiest man she'd ever met in her life.
    The last vision of Rev filled her mind as the ground rushed toward her. He was green. The fucking guy who got her in all this mess was fucking green. What the hell was that all about? How did he change appearance? Why was he a beautiful light brown and now green? If they ever found each other again, he had a lot of questions to answer. He should not have held back information like that from her. He should have told her.
    Then she remembered they didn't use a condom. Hell, she didn't even know if aliens had condoms. But he