Breed Lauren again

You brush away your young, shooing them out of the bedroom. Their older brothers are walking now, and herd the crawling newborns away to the living room. Lauren is disheveled and tired, but her blush and sweat arouse you. She needs food and water, but you decide to go for one more coupling first. She smiles up at you with foggy adoration as you lower yourself over her--

Screeching from the next room focuses your attention immediately. As you rise from the bed and head to the bedroom door, wondering how to discipline a tiny version of yourself, the window to the room shatters and a small metal can misses you by two feet, hitting the far wall and starting to spray smoke. You heightened sense of smell is overwhelmed as your eyes and sinuses start to flow liquid, the screeching from the other rooms raises to a deafening pitch. In the chaos Lauren continues to lie docile on the bed with a satisfied smile, though her eyes are watering and red.

Even with all your senses compromised, you sense the fear and alarm of your children. You race through the door and feel the heat before you see the flames through your blurry eyes. Two humans at either end of the hall are wearing shining silver suits with gas masks, and are carrying what you recognize are flamethrowers. They use the weapons, and while the heat is unpleasant it doesn't seem to damage you as you retreat back through the doorway.

Two more men crash through the bedroom windows and open fire with weapons you don't recognize, and several cartridges with bent needles at the tip bounce off your body.

"Negative skin penetration! Fall back!"

You roar and launch yourself at the closest opponent, removing his head with a hard swipe. You manage to lunge and grab the leg of the second man as he tries to jump out the window. You pull him back inside and raise your fist to destroy him, but a jet of intense heat licks your back. You grab the man with both hands and hurl him at the bedroom doorway, crashing his comrade with the flamethrower into the hallway wall.

Their shouts of panic as the man you threw is set aflame in the hallway **** a realization to dawn on you. You can't hear your children anymore. As you stalk toward the hall with a building rage, you DO hear a thudding outside that you don't understand. Incredibly bright lights roam over the cabin, shining through the windows as you pull the headgear from the two men with flame throwers. You slam all three men into a loose pile of limbs and pick up one of their flamethrowers. It's trigger guard is too small to use the weapon with your large hands, so you toss it aside and grab both the silver men by their throats and hold their heads to flames enveloping the burning soldier. You can't make out the voices outside the cabin over the screams.

You snap their necks in a rage and thunder down the hallway, bellowing at the sight of your burned young and crashing through the front door. There are several humans in the treeline near the cabin. The thudding from earlier seems to be a large transport, you see a human inside. A bright light nearly blinds you as the barrels on the side start spitting bullets that viciously shred the ground in a jagged line that approaches you with lightning speed. You look for something to hurl at what you understand is a helicopter, but have no time before your legs are shot out from under you.

You hear one of the humans screaming "Cease fire! We need it alive!"

The pilot either doesn't receive the message, or doesn't care. A large projectile is fired from the helicopter, and your world ends in a bright flash of burning pain and thunderous sound.

Perhaps you shouldn't have stayed in one place for too long. It appears you are being hunted.