An alien/human abduction

An Alien Abduction

A wind blew through the urban landscape, rustling leaves and helping to carry a myriad of nightime city sounds along. It's path pulled a plastic bag of a streetlight which illuminated far down below a staggering young man emerging from his local waterhole. A tall well dressed young lad, strongly built and dressed for success, one of the great predators of his urban domain. His name was George.

George finished his morning (remember he's nocturnal so morning is relative) trip to the local pub and staggerred away quite content, anticapating a night of chasing female tail. Unbeknowsnt to George though, he was being watched, he had been tracked by creatures with intellects superior to his own and with technology beyond his comprehension.

Aliens were watching George, and they had a plan and a purpose. Had George known what these creatures had planned for him he might very well have decided not to get out of bed this morning.

George was slowly padding away from his local watering hole when he felt a strange stinging sensation on his upper right arm, irritated thinking it no more then an insect he looked down at the offending bug only to discover a strange glowing device sticking out of his arm. His first thought was that's the weirdest damn bug i've ever seen, his second and last before he slipped into unconciousness was that maybe someone had spiked his drink down at the local.

George awoke to find himself lying on a cold hard slab of something in a room with bright lights and strange sounds, he was concious but somehow not able to move his muscles like he was being held down by invisible restraints (or just highly doped out). His first thought was too panic, what the hell? what is this place? who are these strange creatures? His vision wasn't quite as good as normal but he could see some strange hairless bipedal creatures clustered around him, they were muttering in strange high pitched voices and seemed to be taking a great interest in his prone form. They started to touch him, tug at his clothes, lift his arms up they even shone a bright light in his eyes. He demanded to know what was goin on, that he'd let them get personally acquainted with his lawyer if he didnt' get an.. OH GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! They were sticking something up his ass! They were violating him, he didn't quite understand but one of the creatures put something up his ass, then took it out again LOOKED AT THE BLOODY THING, then briefly touched some metallic panel thing it had with it's fingers. George was having a very very bad morning, he struggled gainfully to rise but all he managed was a slightly bemused twitch. Some of the hairless beings were making their noises at each other now and looking at him, then he felt a sharp pain in his neck and it felt like they attached something to him, he could feel the pressure of it inside of his neck. Then he felt another sting and the world went dark again.

George came too just metres away from his local pub. He didn't know how long he'd been unconcious it was still dark, at first he thought it had all been a bad dream, but then he lifted his head and felt the pressure in his neck, they'd put something there; some kind of tag; he almost cried. He'd been abducted, rendered unconcious, violated for God knows what reason and now he was back where he started, what was he suppossed to do? Just carry on like it never happened, it's not like he could tell anyone, he'd be one of those crazies who said they'd been abducted by alines. Noone would every believe him, a roomful of bright lights, strange hairless bipedal creatures, anal probes! It had been a very very bad morning George decided.



A Human Abduction

A wind blew through the jungle canopy, rustling leaves and helping to carry a myriad of nightime jungle sounds along. It's path opened a gap in the canopy long enough to illuminate far down below a great feline shape drinking from a local waterhole. A huge great sleak panther, a majestic beast large and powerful, one of the great predators of his domain. Let's call him George.

George finished his morning (remember he's nocturnal so morning is relative) drink and stretched himself out, anticapating a night of chasing small furry tails for his meals. Unbeknowsnt to George though, he was being watched, he had been tracked by creatures with intellects superior to his own and with technology beyond his comprehension.

Humans were watching George, and they had a plan and a purpose. Had George known what these creatures had planned for him he might very well have decided not to get out of his cave this morning.

George was slowly padding away from his local watering hole when he felt a strange stinging sensation on his upper right forepaw, irritated thinking it no more then an insect he looked down at the offending bug only to discover a strange plumed device sticking out of his arm. His first thought was that's the weirdest damn bug i've ever seen, his second and last before he slipped into unconciousness was that maybe some of those hallucinogenic mushrooms had somehow fallen into his watering hole.

George awoke to find himself lying on a cold hard slab of something in a room with bright lights and strange sounds, he was concious but somehow not able to move his muscles like he was being held down by invisible restraints (or just highly doped out). His first thought was too panic, what the hell? what is this place? who are these strange creatures? His vision wasn't quite as good as normal but he could see some strange furless bipedal creatures clustered around him, they were muttering in strange high pitched voices and seemed to be taking a great interest in his prone form. They started to touch him, tug at his fur, lift his arms up they even shone a bright light in his eyes. He growled that he would see them all dead, that he'd let them get personally acquainted with his claws and that he would.. OH GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! They were sticking something up his ass! They were violating him, he didn't quite understand but one of the creatures put something up his ass, then took it out again LOOKED AT THE BLOODY THING, then used another object to scratch some markings on another leafy object. George was having a very very bad morning, he struggled gainfully to rise but all he managed was a slightly bemused twitch. Some of the furless beings were making their noises at each other now and looking at him, then he felt a sharp pain in his neck and it felt like they attached something to him, he could feel the pressure of it hanging from his neck. Then he felt another sting and the world went dark again.

George came too just metres away from his local watering hole. He didn't know how long he'd been unconcious it was still dark, at first he thought it had all been a bad dream, but then he lifted his head and felt the pressure on his neck, they'd put something there; some kind of tag; he almost cried. He'd been abducted, rendered unconcious, violated for God knows what reason and now he was back where he started, what was he suppossed to do? Just carry on like it never happened, it's not like he could tell any of the other panther's. Noone would every believe him, a roomful of bright lights, strange furless bipedal creatures, anal probes! It had been a very very bad morning George decided.