Species: The Awakening Page #3

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No way.

I won't be a party to a murder.

You won't get caught, all right?

People disappear around here all the time,

nobody asks too many questions.

You gotta try and think of it

as a genetic transplant.

You know, a complete infusion

of living, healthy, hybrid cells.

Miranda, it's the only way

for you to go on.

It's immoral.

Immoral? Give me a break.

This town is full of scumbags.

Cheats, liars, murderers, rapists,

you name it.

We take one of those guys off the street,

hell, we're doing a public service.

Well, that's... That's not the point.

I'm not a killer.

There must be another way.

Something else we can try.

You have to let me accept this.

I've had a good life,

and mostly because of you.

So, have you thought about what you'll do

afterwards?

Forbes is a lost soul.

Living in a pit of misery.

Maybe you should help him.

Is there nothing good

that could come out of this?

I told you, I want nothing more to do

with this technology.

So you'd leave him here

and go back to working in a museum?

Can you honestly tell me

you've been satisfied

working with things that have been dead

for thousands of years?

Uncle, don't you miss

your true scientific work?

You were my true scientific work.

Miranda?

Hey, hey! Right here, mate.

Get her on the table.

Clamp her down and make it quick.

We need to get a sedative inside her

before she fully turns.

- Turns?

- Yeah.

She's fighting for her life,

and that's when their less attractive

but very, very strong side comes out.

Come on.

Okay.

Okay, that'll stabilize

her for a little while.

But we need to do a human graft soon,

or we'll definitely lose her.

Now, go out and get me a donor.

I need a female, and bring her back alive.

Me? You want me to...

Yeah, it's time to get your hands dirty.

Do you want to save her, or not?

Go!

Looking for me?

Maybe.

Do you want to dance?

Sure.

Let's go.

Should we go somewhere else?

I know a place.

Do me here.

- Turn around!

- What? Now, hey, hey...

Turn around.

- You're kidding.

- You pervert. You prick.

I don't believe this, you're robbing me?

Now, where do you want it?

One in the leg, or two in the ass?

Stop wasting time. Let's take her and go.

Come on, let's get you home.

You had a little too much tonight.

Who are you pricks?

Where am I?

Let me go, let me go!

Shut up! You're about to be harvested.

Please!

Please let me go, please, please!

Why?

Let me go! No!

No, no!

First off, we're going

to impregnate Colette with alien DNA.

Time to go fishing.

Oh, God.

Hey, no worries, mate,

she won't feel a thing.

This is monstrous.

Fertilization achieved.

Now, the trick here

is injecting the stem cells

at just the right point in their evolution.

In other words... Now.

I'd forgotten how fast this thing went.

Hey, hey, what's happening?

The cells are infusing all over her body.

That can't be good.

Come on, you're killing her!

Vital signs critical.

Stop this! Stop it now!

Hey, hey, hey, it's done, dude.

It's out of my control.

Oh, crap.

Miranda, easy. Easy.

Easy. It's me.

Come on, Miranda. Miranda, come on.

It's me, it's okay.

You're all right now. Come on.

Hi.

Where am I?

In the presence of two bloody geniuses,

that's where.

Guess what? You're all better now.

- But how did you...

Stem cells, baby.

Here, drink some water.

Temperature's normal,

blood pressure's excellent.

All systems are go.

I don't know how to thank you.

Hey, look what I found for you.

Ovid's Metamorphoses.

I never thought I'd read Latin again.

Intellectual functions appear present.

The Metamorphoses is about people

getting changed into other creatures.

Your idea of a joke?

Yeah, well...

Then again, we haven't heard her

conjugate any Greek verbs yet.

Try me.

I'll give you all the tenses.

Past, present, future, subjunctive...

What have we done, mate?

Okay, I'll stop. Just let me do one thing.

What's that?

F*** this girl here.

Miranda, what are you talking about?

Your director of community relations.

Let me f*** her.

Okay, Azura, love, there's something

I wanted to talk to you about outside.

Just come with me, babe.

Miranda, are you feeling okay?

Never better.

So, where to?

We can't go home, right?

Police are probably looking for me.

I thought you wanted to talk to them.

Face up to the whole thing.

Why? So I can rot in jail?

What's the point of extending my life

if I can't enjoy it?

Regardless, I think it might be

a good idea to go back to the hotel.

You need some rest.

Rest? I'm not tired.

I'm going to go live. Experience things.

So, what do you say

we grab one of Forbes' bottles

of top-shelf tequila

and get naked?

Hey, hey. Come on,

what are you talking about?

Come on. I know the truth, now.

You're not my real uncle.

No. No, Miranda, no. No.

Fine. F*** you, then.

What's up?

Is this some perverted stunt of yours?

What the hell have you done to her?

I extended her life.

Just like you asked me to.

- There might be one or two glitches...

- Have you seen her blood cells?

It's chaos. She's not stabilizing.

We've got to do something.

- Another transfusion, more stem cells.

- That won't help.

That woman's here to pick up the dog.

Look, hang on a sec, mate.

For God's sake. Azura!

You got the money?

- Lady?

- Yes, yes.

Here's the money. There it is.

Release form.

My sweet, sweet Pamela. It's you.

Actually, it's a f***ing alien facsimile.

And you might want to remember that.

Good girl.

It's you!

Hey, man, I'm sorry about that.

I had a bit of business to...

Miranda?

Miranda!

She's gone. You hear? She's gone.

I gotta find her. She's sick.

- She's not just sick, she's dangerous.

- I don't care.

Listen, mate, if you're gonna go,

at least take this.

- What the hell is that?

- Hydrochloride acid.

Now, it won't kill her,

but it might slow her down.

- This dosage, on the other hand...

- I'm not gonna kill her!

I'm gonna find her, bring her back here,

refine the hormones, temper the mixture,

and get her back to what she was!

- Dude, do not underestimate these things.

- Stand out of my way!

This is your fault, McGuire.

You always did sloppy work.

Listen, Tom, I'm telling you.

She's got no human imperative anymore.

She's pure creature.

She'll most likely

be pregnant before nightfall.

In two weeks,

this entire town will be overrun.

She's sterile!

I took care of that a long time ago.

I wouldn't count on it.

With her new stem cells,

there's no telling what she might do.

We've got to kill her.

Face it, Tom, she's not human.

She's not your little girl anymore.

If you weren't so obsessed, you'd see that.

Look, mate, if you won't kill her,

then we have to bring her back here.

- Wait, Tom! Let me help you.

- Do what you want!

I'm telling you, you can't stop her

alone! You're gonna get yourself killed.

Miranda?

Miranda!

Senorita, may I do something for you?

I think so.

I must ask you to cover yourself, senorita.

It's okay.

I know. You're like me.

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