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Quahbi (Alien Eden)
Quahbi (Alien Eden)
Quahbi (Alien Eden)
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Quahbi’s mission is to retrieve a renegade Earthman, who in a misguided bid for freedom attempts to traverse the dangerous Neo Amazone Hotlands, which are teeming with hostile enemies and lethal predators.

ALIEN EDEN is a series of science fantasy and weird horror stories set on the untamed planet of Nemesis, a frontier world which is host to a plethora of bizarre and dangerous misfits of evolution, including a multitude of species and races of strange humanlike animals, many of which prey on humans and have bizarre feeding and sexual needs.

It is a world where the female of the species is often the dominant one. Tribes of wild amazons abound. Some of them are sophisticated with a complex social order and an intriguing history, while others are primitive, their culture less highly evolved. They worship vastly ancient, primordial goddesses, to which they pay tribute in the form of live human sacrifice.

Also dwelling upon this mysterious planet are races of primal amazons which are downright bestial and subhuman. They are often virtually feral, their instinctual nature being more akin to that of the planet’s lethal predatory animals than humanity.

It is here, upon this mysterious world, where the often misinformed explorers and settlers from Earth clash with the warlike cultures and rigid social mores of savage clans of the indigenous warrior women. They also encounter a menagerie of creatures with bizarre symbiotic and parasitic reproductive cycles, which often incorporate humans, and endure countless, unpredictable perils and surreal horrors.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateMay 13, 2011
ISBN9781458134233
Quahbi (Alien Eden)
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Carter Rydyr

The strange and bizarre works of Steve Carter and Antoinette Rydyr (S.C.A.R.) incorporates anything from Sci Fi and horror fantasy to surrealism and weird satire. All of it has a strong element of the fantastic and a healthy dose of experimentalism. They create in a variety of mediums – prose fiction, illustration, comic books, screenplays and even music, which they produce with their experimental bands FistFunk Futurists and TeknoSadisT. Their screenplay "Curse of the Swampies" won Best Feature Film Screenplay at the A Night of Horror International Film Festival 2010. Current projects include new comics, more audio experiments and prose stories. There are also a number of screenplays and novellas in the works.

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    Quahbi (Alien Eden) - Carter Rydyr

    QUAHBI

    An ALIEN EDEN story

    by

    Carter Rydyr

    SMASHWORDS EDITION

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    PUBLISHED BY:

    Storm Publishing on Smashwords

    Quahbi

    Copyright 2004, 2011 by Carter Rydyr

    http://www.weirdwildart.com/

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    QUAHBI

    The Great River

    The creature was the size of a man but not human. She was a humanid, a primitive humanlike being that resembled an animal as much as a human being, and one of many variations of such creatures that lived in her world. Her name was Quahbi.

    She wore tanned and tattered hide upon her hips and over her ample, humanlike breasts. In one of her thick, three digited hands she carried a sturdy stone tipped spear. With deep-set, large emerald eyes she scanned the terrain - dry, hot but not arid. Sun blasted outcrops of bare rock contrasted starkly against a bright azure sky streaked with blurry ribbons of cloud. Quahbi’s heavy-set brows protected her eyes from the glare. Jutting from the ever-expanding scrubby grasslands, umbrella trees towered impossibly high on thin, smooth stalks, their wide, dish-shaped canopies perfectly still. Not a single hint of a breeze was in the air.

    Quahbi walked forward on cleft hooves, taking bold and determined steps. She snorted through her porcine muzzle and growled. Two curved, sharp tusks, one on either side of her muzzle, glowed in the stark sunlight. Her full lips parted, revealing a neat set of sharp but tough upper and lower incisors that were as white as her ivory tusks. She shook her head, ruffling her long mane of wavy hair. Again, she sniffed the air, searching for the slightest hint of scent. The Terran that had escaped during her watch had passed this way. Of this she was certain, but now there was no sign of him.

    Quahbi was angry. She had liked the Terran and had been very lenient towards him, being that he was obviously completely out of his element, alone in an environment that was totally alien to him. She had even protected him from the more aggressive members of her tribe, their cruel lashes and their brutal clubs...

    And this was how he had shown his appreciation of her compassion towards him? Anger didn’t even begin to describe how she felt. It seemed that Matubish, the Chieftess, had been right all along. The Terran was simply just another male captive to be put to work with the others, at least for the time being. The fact he was so different was irrelevant. It didn’t make him special in any way. Quahbi was just being foolish, naive, Matubish had told her, and more than once.

    This situation meant nothing but trouble for Quahbi. Why did he have to do it on her watch? Now he was her problem; the task of retrieving him had become her responsibility alone. Quahbi dared not return to the village without him. A severe beating with heavy clubs would be the least form of reprisal if she did that, not to mention the privileges that she’d lose. And she’d worked incredibly hard to earn those. Matubish had given her very strict instructions. The Terran had to be brought back alive. Terrans were a rarity in this region and apart from being useful as a laborer; this one was healthy and could be traded to the Blood Bitches for exceptionally good returns. It appeared that he was somewhat special, after all, Quahbi realized, despite what Matubish had been saying before.

    Quahbi’s keen eyes searched for spore upon the ground. Nothing. Perhaps she was mistaken in thinking that the Terran had come this way. Either that or he was way ahead. If that was the case, then he had to be moving at a rapid pace.

    Movement in the sky suddenly distracted her.

    A skrark glided just above the broad tops of the umbrella trees on wide, membranous wings. Her breasts dangled earthward from her horizontal torso like sallow grapes. She spotted Quahbi and circled low, passing in a close, smooth arc for a better look.

    Their eyes met, open hostility flashed between them. Every detail of the skrark’s face was visible. Baneful, glaring eyes, slit pupils, flared nose, deadly fangs and short, immaculately curled hornlets rising back from her forehead. Rushing air blew her chestnut witch-hair back from her pointed, impish ears.

    As Quahbi raised her spear the skrark angled sharply towards the sky, vigorously flapped her great wings and sped off into the air, rapidly gaining altitude. Moments later she was gone.

    Quahbi continued on her quest. She soon picked up a new scent, wafting in from not far away, but it was not that of her quarry. She pressed on across the flat, grassy terrain, surrounded by bush and scrub, dotted by umbrella trees. The occasional fan-tree rose boldly above the rest of the foliage, wide, bright green leaves glistening. The scent was getting stronger. It was a familiar scent and it was mixed with another. Quahbi clambered up to the crest of an outcrop of grey rock for a better view.

    Visible in the distance was the shape of a large browsing beast, a bulky quadruped, stockily muscled. It quietly grazed, its huge, awkward head busily pointed down into the grass, tusked jaws

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