(this story will contain some dark elements such as non-consensual sex (but she will want it lol) and erotic erotic dirty smutty sex scenes, if you do not like that...keep it moving)

(This story will be short so no complaining about that later lol)

{i hope you like it]

Chapter 1

Grabbing her helmet, she stepped up to the pressurized airlock as she snapped the helmet ring around the collar to her suit. Activating the button in her gloves, her helmet sent a small almost inaudible beep into her ear before the ion infused quartz shield formed a dome over her head. Once the under-helmet was in place another beep signaled the outer shield forming. Sleek, shiny, and black the outer helmet was a lot like sparrow bike helmets designed for speed and to be aerodynamic.

Suited up, she activated the door and stepped out onto the small bridge as the door shut and airlocked behind her. About thirty feet below her was her target, a large twelve crew Corverian battle craft. Turning she glanced at the black unmarked triangular fighter cruiser floating silently next to the battle craft. She smiled to herself as she wondered how today's "meeting" was going to end this time. It was always a surprise with big Red.

Looking at her data readouts on the screen of her arm unit, she confirmed Red's location on the large Corverian craft floating below her and propelled herself downward. The thirty-three overlapping programs she coded by hand and installed on her own smaller interceptor-class cruiser was running like a charm, neither the Corverian ship or Red's ship could sense her ship's presence. Walking lightly along the battle ship's surface she moved quickly along the ship.

Inside the ship was eerily quiet. Too quiet for a twelve-crew ship that was over capacity by five by her initial readout's intel, though she knew the cause of that. Walking silently along the dim corridor she turned the first corner to see a black hand print of Corverian blood trailing down the wall into a much large blood trail. Red was always so damn violent. Shaking her head, she continued forward. Reading the intel on her screen, she hurried forward making sure to avoid the rooms she knew Red wanted. The preliminary readouts in her helmet told her there was no life forms on the ship other than herself, but her own modified program told her that was incorrect.

There was supposedly no system in the universe that could track Red and his kind, and if there was no one dumb enough to advertise the fact even if they could. Risk-taking coupled with having the largest most unhealthy obsession with her nemesis prompted her to break the unspoken galactic rule and create one for herself. If one was going to follow Red to the ends of the universe one damn well better be prepared to track him properly. Stepping over another thick black blood trail leading down another corridor that led to mostly likely to the control deck she continued forward. You did not want to be caught unawares by him.

Opening the door to the engine room, she smiled at the untouched equipment. Bless Red's large lime green pumping, eight chambered heart. Luckily for her, the guy never claimed hardware, machinery, or any cargo for himself. The big bastard wasn't interested in things like that, Red wanted two things: kills and information.

Being quick, she started to detach the power cells and black matter cables. Loading them up near the bay doors she opened the hatch to the cargo hold. Glancing inside cautiously, she exhaled when her scans read that the room was empty. Running over to the first holding dock she began rummaging through the crates. Junk guns, subpar explosives, jars full of contraband uranium fusion glow worms—score! Pulling at the heavy crate, a beep signaled in her ear.

Before she even turned around, she activated the shield.

A crashing sizzling bang against her shield stole her breath as she stumbled backward onto the crate full of the glow worms to see Red looming over her.

The shield she designed went from floor to ceiling and concaved around her at a width of six feet. Catching her breath, she stood back up slowly and faced the giant creature.

"Hey there Red," she said chipperly through her helmet.

Well over seven feet tall with reptilian gray scaled skin, Red's half chest armor Pauldron piece and matching plated shoulder pieces revealed most of his large chest and sculpted abs. With matching greaves, gauntlets, and a plated metal skirt the creature's armor was downright skimpy in her opinion. All along his bare gray scaly flesh were bright red tattoos engraved deeply into his skin. The tattoos were the main reason why she had been affectionally calling him Red, since he refused to give her his actual name.

Lifting both his big fist again, he slammed it against her shield. She could feel the pressure of the shield sliding back towards her pushing her further into the crate and up against the cargo hold wall.

"Come on Red," she tried in her most upbeat convincing voice. "I stayed out of your way this time, I didn't even attempt to copy their system information since you almost killed me last time for that."

The heavy growl coming from his helmet was very much a warning at the mere mention of that encounter. The dark silver metal of his plain unadorned face plate was extremely disconcerting. Only the blue gleam from the two evil upturned eye shields glowed at her with silent hatred. With a large sloping head and black rubbery dread like appendages that hung down his back, the large creature was more than simply fearsome to behold, he was down right terrifying. If it wasn't for her enhanced suit, she was sure the creature would smell her fear even now. Because as much as she looked forward to her little run-ins with the space predator she could never be sure when he was going to tire of her and rip her spine out like he did the rest of his victims. No doubt, the control room was a fucking blood bath right now, filled with headless spineless corpses hung from the ceiling like a string of lights.

"And," the smile in her voice was evident as she raised a finger to point out. "This time I didn't even secretly spy on you as you slaughtered the crew."

Red took a menacing step forward, completely unfazed by the shock coating on her shield. He simply allowed it to sizzle and pop off the expanse of his chest without so much as a flinch, pushing her yet again further against the wall.

"Red," she whined, getting a little nervous now. Normally by now he would growl at her before whipping his hair around and walking off. "I'm no threat to you," she lifted her hands up to either side. "And you don't' want any of this stuff in cargo, right?"

Lifting up the lid to the case with her foot she showed him the glow worms.

His head turned minutely towards the worms before settling back on her silently. A beep went off on her arm that they both heard. Glancing down at her arm screen she groaned.

"Look big guy, we need to go. There are a bunch of nasty pirates on their way. And I mean awful," her body got antsy just at the thought of waiting another minute in this ship as sitting ducks. "You know the Blute crew, a bunch of vile cannibalistic rapist. I would much rather have you kill me then have to be here when those assholes arrive. So…" she stepped forward cautiously, still keeping the shield between them. "Can I please get this stuff and we leave?"

Another long clicking growl emanated from his helmet before he simply disappeared.

Blinking a few times, she smiled. "So damn cool," she whispered.

Deactivating her shield, she hustled and got everything she wanted to the cargo bay doors and released the hatch. With her stuff contained in an atmospheric sealed crate, she and the supplies were thrown out of the ship. Calling her ship's tethering cord, she pulled herself and her supplies to her ship. Standing on the large crate as she held onto the cord she watched as Red's ship backed away from the now dead battle ship and turned around, giving her a face to face view at the ship's cockpit. The black glass of the cockpit blinked clear allowing her to see in, standing there with his arms crossed and helmet off she stared into the orange glowing eyes of Red. His ship was backing away and preparing to thrust forward, but his gaze remained locked on her.

This was the second time she had seen Red without a helmet and it was no less breathtaking. His large sloping head was crowned in tiny dark gray spikes along the edges where his dreads meet his head. His tiny orange eyes were sharp and pinpointing with their tiny beady black pupils and lack of surrounding sclera. Though the most unsettling part of Red and the rest of his kind was his large tusked mandibles that opened and closed over his inner fanged mouth.

He was without a doubt a monster.

A killing machine, that should not be messed with.

Someone she should avoid at all cost.

But she always did resent following the rules. She was, Ember of Faulk9 and she didn't follow rules. That's why she had no problem boldly admitting that she positively, and without a doubt had a huge crush on Red.