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might have happened to her stirred the fear that had been growing in his heart since the minute he’d shot the deer. That fear finally overwhelmed him and he clutched Helen tight. They clung to each other for comfort, just two small human hearts beating as one, afraid for their tiny, inconsequential lives that held so much wonder and potential.
    They kissed each other gently at first, through tears and Helen’s soft sobbing. Soon the passion between them ignited a fire and they began to stroke and caress each other roughly. Danny covered Helen in kisses; across her shoulders and neck as she pulled his shirt over his head. Wrapping one arm around her body he lifted her up off the ground and laid Helen on the bed. The strange red energy crackled through him but neither of them noticed. Their eyes were closed and they let their hands find and explore each other as their bodies began to move together. Danny could feel the life force flowing out of her and into him and back like an electrical circuit charging them both. His heartbeat quickened to match hers and she opened her legs for him to climb on top of her. Danny kissed her as he lay chest to chest against her, their hearts beating in unison. Her arousal and hunger was an aphrodisiac to him, it fuelled his own fiery passion like gasoline. Every part of him wanted her and yet as they lay naked, moments before he entered her he stopped and took her head in his hands.
    “ I love you Helen. More than anything in this world,” Danny said as he kissed her bottom lip gently. She smiled and let out a breathy response.
    “ Show me. Show me how much you love me.” Instead of speaking Danny thrust into her and as she sighed she pulled him deeper in.
     
    Dr. Rue sat at his desk, nervously tapping his Carmio loafers against the tile floor, his eyes locked on his office phone. He’d never been good with anxiety, it was the reason he was a general practitioner and not a surgeon; his nerves just couldn’t hold up under pressure.
    The Third watched him, eager for his flesh. The ant that served as its host had the ability to grow wings inside its DNA, so it had activated the gene earlier. It buzzed around the corner of the room, a fat bloated mutation of its former self on withered wings. It had purged itself of the fear it had felt before, a side effect of the weak human it had inhabited. It would not accept fear, it had faced defenders before on planets that were stronger and more powerful than Earth. They had all crumbled beneath its black touch. It was adaptable and versatile, free of the restrictive instincts of lesser life forms; it would not be brought low by the basic brains of evolved mammals. It flew toward the doctor and settled on the corner of his desk. This time it would not rush the change; it would wear the human and savour the transformation into a warrior form.
    Just as the phone rang the Third flew into Dr. Rue ’s ear. The doctor felt only a slight itch as he placed the phone against his head.
    “ You were correct. There were no traces in the subject’s bloodstream.” The voice on the other end of the line said.
    “ Exactly! Whatever it is you are looking for, Mr. Boyle isn’t carrying it.”
    The doctor drummed his fingers on the desk.
    “What do you want me to do with the other body?” Dr. Rue asked nervously.
    “ We’ve already sent over a team to clean the contaminated areas and remove the body. Just do your part, Mr. Rue, we’ll handle the rest.”
    “ It’s Dr. Rue,” even as the words left his mouth he knew he’d made a mistake. His ear was ringing but he could still hear the voice clearly.
    “ No. Doctors have morals and ethics. You have neither, Mr. Rue.”
    “ When do I get my money?”
    “ Soon.”
    The phone cli cked and Dr. Rue breathed a sigh of relief. As he placed the phone down he rubbed his earlobe to relieve the pressure that seemed to be building in his head. Finally he got up in search of some painkillers, thinking it was a