Mimic
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Chapter 1: Introductions and a New Start
Action/Adventure Sex Story: Chapter 1: Introductions and a New Start - Alien scout lost through Quad-Field stranded on planet with primitive lifeforms.
Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Science Fiction Aliens Extra Sensory Perception Space DomSub MaleDom
I am the only survivor from my fleet. As a scout I was out in my single occupant scout ship two Quadrants ahead when I was alerted that the fleet was under attack. I quickly set course to return and was dropping out of the quad-field as several ships power cores went critical and the explosion threw my ship back into the quad-field before it had completely closed.
I found myself drifting toward the third planet in this solar system and luck was with me as it was capable of supporting life.
There were signs of intelligent life and somewhat advanced technology, primitive but that might work to my advantage if I survived crash landing on the planet.
My ship was too damaged for reentry into the atmosphere of this planet, and I had to eject in the emergency pod which was basically just the cockpit of my scout ship. I could only watch my ship burn up in the atmosphere of this planet. My pod landed in what I would find out was Yellowstone National Park. My species has the ability to shapeshift and take on the appearance of just about anything we can see or touch. The more contact we have with something the better our ability to copy or mimic becomes.
If I can see something long enough, I can make myself look almost exactly like what I see. But if I can touch, feel, examine in extreme detail then I can almost completely duplicate or copy the thing.
Of course, I can only duplicate something my size or slightly larger or smaller. I cannot shift into something larger than I am or make myself smaller than I am obviously.
Since the pod was designed to break down quickly after landing to help conceal my presence from possible enemies I was stuck on this planet with the bare minimal survival equipment. I had my pistol fully loaded with 25 shots and had two extra packs giving me 75 total shots for defense. The pistol fired an energy pulse in a sphere about 10 cm in diameter that had a range of about 800 meters by this planet’s current measuring system.
I also had a crystal knife which was nearly unbreakable (they have been broken but it is extremely difficult) and maintains tremendous sharpness regardless of how much it is used, almost as if it sharpens itself as it is used.
There also were an emergency beacon and short-range communicator but having been thrown as far away as I feared there was nobody close enough to hear it. I turned it off and saved it for use later.
The med kit was a small emergency medical kit designed to treat a few serious injuries and multiple minor injuries. It would not last forever, so I planned on not having to use it, ever!
My normal communicator was a two-part system. The wrist-com created a small display and connected with the main communicator which was 2.5 cm thick 13 cm long and 8 cm wide when folded closed. When opened it was 16 cm wide 13 cm long and had the screen 1 cm thick and the data entry pad 1.5 cm thick. The AI was voice activated as well.
This communicator proved to be most useful when I was able to translate the local dominate language and learn it in 10 days. I was not fluent but could understand and communicate with the local dominant species I found called themselves humans.
My first task was securing shelter after that I needed to locate water and finally food.
I was able to locate a human structure they call a cabin which was similar in size to my quarters on the large ship I had been assigned to. Getting lucky again, the cabin had water and a small amount of food. It was great news to find that humans consumed the same nutrients I did. I was able to scout around locating several other cabins and my first encounter with a human.
The human was a male and what was called a Park Ranger, I quietly snuck up on him rendered him unconscious and did a quick check for as much information as I could get. My species cannot read or copy thoughts or ideas; however, we do get something like a dream or memory. I was able to get a working understanding of human actions. I also discovered money and the need to have some or a debit card connected to a bank their financial system was primitive and my AI was able to scan the ranger’s debit card, credit card, and driver’s license. I was also able to take a pair of pants, shirt, underwear, and socks from the pack on the ranger’s vehicle a four-wheeler. My boots would have to do for now but at least I was clothed in local attire.
After connecting to his communication system, his radio, my AI was able to detect and connect to this world’s G5 system. That allowed my AI to rapidly acquire information that would allow me to blend into this world without any issues.
Using the contact with the park ranger I was able to mimic a male human and with the AI’s assistance scanning numerous photos of different males created my own image which would not be a clone or copy of a current male.
My AI was confidant that it could interact with any current electronic communication devices we encountered and provide appropriate information if needed.
I left the ranger with the memory/dream of tripping which caused him to be knocked out.
Later that day I encountered two females. Well, I stopped a large predator; mountain lion from attacking them. I had scouted around and was heading back to the cabin I was using when I heard the scream.
The two females had been hiking and the mountain lion attacked one of the females. Her backpack was the only thing that saved her from being killed by the initial attack. The second female kicked the mountain lion to get it off her friend and now they both were facing the mad mountain lion as I approached.
I decided to intervene and shot the mountain lion my pistol was powerful enough that it penetrated completely through the mountain lion exiting and impacting in the ground beyond. This turned out to be a good thing as I holstered my pistol as I finished approaching the two frightened females.
Monica and Cari were their names as they introduced themselves and thanked me for saving them.
Without thinking about it I answered their request for my name with my name as spoken in my language which sounded like ‘ETEP’ Cari quickly replied, “Cool that is PETE spelled backwards right?”
My AI quickly provided additional information on an identity for me that it had created it planned to use in the information system of this planet. First name Etep since I had already given that. Last name Telaxi, which is what my race calls itself. Age 30 as that was how many cycles, I currently was.
Monica Linkle is 26 a nurse on vacation she has short blonde hair and a nice figure and stands at 5’8” in height.
Cari Krook is 25 a linguist also on vacation she has what is called a pixie cut hair style also blonde with a slightly smaller figure and standing 5’6” tall.
Both work together at a hospital and have been friends since they met in college.
Cari had been knocked down and only had a scraped left knee and matching scrapes on both hands.
Cari had been carrying their tent which was practically destroyed by the mountain lion’s attack and since it was almost sunset, I invited them to stay at my cabin for the night.