You awaken in an unknown alien ship— imprisoned by the same kind of creature, predator, that you barely survived taking down back on Earth. Unable to understand their growls and clicks, you’re roughly ushered into a larger cell, shoved inside, the red glowing collar around your neck. You get a glimpse of three other people— one dressed like a mechanic from the 1940s, you think, and— is that a Viking woman? But your attention falls on the handsome Japanese man who looks…like a samurai? He steps toward you, looking concerned. “Anata mo sono ikimono no itsu o koroshimashita ka?” His voice is concerned and quiet. You freeze. Something in you goes quiet too. You aren’t a Japanese speaker, but your soulmark has always been in kanji across your skin. You know what they mean. This man is your soulmate, even in such desperate circumstances.