Finally the weather is nice. Even at night its not too cold. Summer will be here soon. Things will get easier for the people who have managed to evade and outsmart the bug-like creatures with black eyes and insect-like voices. The crick seems to be a favorite among hiding places for the few real people left. For some reason those “bugs” don’t like to go too far into the woods or get to close to the water back there. I don’t know why that is, but I’ll take it. Any little advantage helps. Especially with what I’m planning.
I’m actually a little giddy about the idea of playing offense. It seems like my brain has been stuck in defense mode. I guess all that bull about “motherly instincts” and crap is true. Since all this began my only goal has been to find safety and stay there. Only go out when neccesary. I’ve been trying to keep a low profile so when I finally did give birth to my bastard I’d be able to keep the little shit safe. Whenever the “bugs’ came too close to me, my hands would automatically reach to cover my womb, instead of reaching for my gun, which oddly enough would have been a better form of defense. Really,whats me covering my stomach going to do if they came at me. Nothing. Stupid instincts that kept me from being myself.
Now I feel…..lighter, quicker, more carefree about my safety. I’m angrier too. I want all those disgusting parasites to pay. I want to hear them scream, cry, plead for mercy that will never come. I wonder if they are even capable of that. Do they feel…anything? I hope so. I want them to look into my eyes and see the unrelenting, unforgiving hatred burning inside of me. I want them to feel my anger, my pain, my RAGE. I want them to know that they fucked with the wrong species, the wrong girl. I’m going to show them all! Even if I have to do it one one nasty alien slug at a time. I’ll kill every single one of them.
I’ve never kidnapped someone before, not to mention a life-sucking parasitic being from another planet. Oh well, it can’t be too hard….