I aint much of a writer, but I do now and then have good short stories come into my head.. I just hope you enjoy them as much as I do imagining them


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Look at them, they look at me through those see through walls like I am their pet, a mere object which they control. Foolish I was to be dumb enough to fall for their pitiful trap, pitiful.. yet I still fell for it.. Pathetic. I should not have deserved to spawn into this world, I fell for such a simple trick, The hive will breathe shame upon me. The others, they will look away, shunning me for my stupidity.

Mines, grenades, turrets, I dodge all those, but then I find myself ina room with a single marine, I shouldve seen the trap. An ambush, it was obvious that it was one, being in such a well covered room. Plenty of spots to hide and wait. I got cocky, after dodging all their grenades and hidden mines, outrunning their turrets and killing a whole team on my own, you tend to get carried away. But I shouldve noticed something was wrong when the damned marine didnt shoot.

Now look where I am, sitting in a bottle with a group of white coats staring at me and mumbling gorge bubbles. Yep, I will be named the Dead egg of the season for 500 years. Its been a few weeks now, I wont forget my stupidity which brought me into this. I havent been saved, All the skulks know where I am. I know why they wont save me, I have brought shame upon them. I dont blame them for not rescuing me, I wouldnt rescue me either.

So.. They call me a .. Specimen here.. Specimen Ag43, I dunno how many other "specimens" there are, probably all dead eggs like myself who also fell for stupid tricks. These white coated marines come to me every day, babbling like two gorges for a res point, I dont know why I am interesting, they look at me like I am some sort of bacteria they can eat.

They take me out of this glass room alot, muzzle me up, tie me down on a cold table and then poke me, prod me, stick things in me and take my blood from me.. I aint gonna fight back, I havent got anywhere to go back to. The hive wont accept me, I am a failure and I deserve my fate. But thats ok! I dont care, I was stupid for falling for that trick, and I deserve what I get.

It does get annoying being woken up and jabbed all the time, sometimes they take me for walks.. yeah.. they treat me like a pet, I guess because I dont fight back, it makes me seem less threatening.. Obviously.. Oh well, the free food is good, they let me stretch my legs in a contained room. Little rewards for what they do to us.

They think we dont think, I hear them say things like "they are killers, born to kill everything" and junk like that. Yeah.. born to kill. HA! pathetic humans. We were born to support the hive and evolve, to survive. Killing just came in the process when these damned marines invaded our territory. Sure we can be very vicious, but its our job to protect the hive and everyone in it, our own community, just like theirs, just.. we dont wear funny clothes or carry weapons, were born with them...

Ah theyre looking at me again.. Eyes popping out.... They remind of that gorge who got trod on by a heavy when he was cloaked, haha, his eyes were like out of his head, he looked funny. He recovered tho, serves the silly fella right to sleep in a hallway.


Eh, I forget how long its been since i was caught, I guess I should consider myself lucky, I havent died yet.. But I am just wasting life for a skulk who would actually be doing his job.. argh.. IM SO STUPID!!! ..... So I get to go out alot more now, when these white coats arent busy. They dont name me specimen Ag34 anymore.. nah.. they stopped that. now they call me "Spark"... Doesnt bother me.. Everymorning theyre walking past "hey spark!" "mornin sparky!"... I guess its a spur of the moment thing.. Weird humans, they still poke me about. But I get more rewards now, they stopped putting muzzles on me.. I dont bite.. much..

I guess ive only chomped one marine since ive been here, and that was that damned marine who trapped me here in the first place. I guess he wanted to see how his "Prize Catch" was going, they told him I was tame.. ohhhh how funny it was when I bit his arm, he turned whiter than a defence chamber. Of course, they didnt trust me again for a few days, but they got over it. Its funny what you learn from these humans.. Youe learn how they react to eachother, so you tend to learn how to act "cute" from the kids who run about now and then when they want something.. It tears the whitecoats to bits when I act in this "cute" manner.. Its amusing..

I dont know whos studying who here.. but everyday I learn something new from these things which in the end would benefit in my species victory.. They dont know how much information they really give, all because they think we are like "dogs"... what the hell is a dog anyway?

I kinda figured the hive hasnt saved us because it already knew how much we could learn over a period of time being a "specimen" for these humans. I am sure after I have finished learning everything I need to know about these marines, the Hive and the Kharaa will definately accept me back, and then our victory will be flawless.

And with all these walks around the place without a muzzle, I will easily beable to escape without a problem.. Pathetic humans.. They dont know how much their trap just turned around on them.. Soon they will know. But there wont be any left to learn from their mistakes.

I dont regret falling for their trap anymore... no... I am glad I did... And so will the hive..

not only is your art good, so is your writing. a new and interesting perspective from a skulk. it seems you like to side with the Kharaa, judging from your other story as well.

the way you conveyed the frustration of the Kharaa was very interesting. I also like the way the skulk thought. It is very different from what others think of the Kharaa. although at times, i thought the skulk was beign too cheeky.

but keep up the good work.

I don't trust my dog for that reason. I know it's faking it, waiting for the right moment to kill.

i wonder why there is a sudden influx of fan fic writers?

reading is good for you!! it makes you smart!

it'll die down im sure, then it can just be like 10 of us again.

lol i dont often come here, but the stories are a good read, i dont find many alien stories, and yeah, i love the khaara, I tend to see the kharaa as more an intelligent fighting race than an evil one, and I try to bring out this character for other people to understand.

I will see about writing some more when i get around to it

Just 2 cents here, the Kharaa are not a bio-weapon created by humans that ran out of control, the idea is that no one knows just *what* they are, or *where* they came from, just that they appeared in the Ariadne Arm Sector on a colony known as Sanjii, and spread from ther farther into human space, thus the frontiersmen are sent to stop them, etc...that's a basic summary there.

hm I always thought I know everything about the background of NS seems like this is the onl thing I did wrong...I think I read about this in the fanfic area actually...so pardon me for this mistake. blame the guy who wrote it


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I this case the humans have created the Kharaa in the research labs. They must've captured a lifeform before and then tryed to breed them.

Oooh. I dig kyliegirl's fanfic here.

Any chances you might draw something out for your fanfic?

she did draw it out for the other one she wrote. the one in her own webbie. but i prefer this story though.

Nicely done Kylie. You captured the emotions of a prisoner who has found a way to turn the tables very well. The irony of it all.

You write as good as you draw Kylie.

I still have that awesome story you wrote saved to my desktop.

If you want an idea, try writing one where a captured skulk is accepted into society, and the events that happen there. That would make an awesome short story, IMO.