The chief medical team for the Galactic Assembly was nervous, very, very nervous. They shifted against their biohazard suits and masks waiting, staring towards the large, pod entrance enclosing the decontamination unit. They could hear movement from within just under the sound of the fans and the sprays.

The assembly had contacted them shortly after news of the humans had begun spreading. The first encounter had been kept under wraps as they attempted to establish communication with the deadly new predator species. Months had gone by before rudimentary communication could be perused, and the strange creatures verbalized their desire to take the galactic hand of cooperation and join in peace talks with the Galactic Assembly.

Presidential representatives of the UN on Earth (the current ruling power) had spoken shortly with the Assembly chairman through intermediate channels expressing her hesitation as well as her excitement on eventually meeting face to face for talks. She made a surprisingly trusting first offer to them asking what they would require for humans to eventually become members of the alliance.

So, first thing was first, they requested visitation from a human to be examined, cataloged, tested, and genetically fingerprinted for reference in their system. If they were to join the alliance, humans would be given the rights to be treated in medical facilities within the assembly's sphere of influence, so they would need all the information possible additionally they would be forced to create new immunizations against unknown disease that the humans would likely bring with them. At first, the humans had been hesitant and skeptical about this, but after a few days, a volunteer had assumable stepped forward.

They had taken a brave step, walking onto an alien ship alone to be carted across the galaxy to an isolated medical facility surrounded by creatures, alien to them, and trust that he would be safe and respected while they did so. Luckily translation speed had increased since rudimentary communication was established, so they were relatively sure communication wouldn't be much of an issue.

Just then, the pod doors opened with a hiss releasing a waft of vapor into the room.

They all held incredibly still as the creature ducked out of the doorway one hesitant footstep after the other.

It was.... Horrifying, and incredible at the same time. At least seven unit's tall, it somehow managed locomotion on only two limbs. Its body rose and fell from inside expanding and contracting a layer of glistening skin cream in color. Both upper and lower limbs had a single major bending join in the middle and were topped by five separate digits. Those on the feet where shorter than those on the hands.

Its face betrayed its predatory nature with wide, forward-facing eyes green in color and containing a single aperture. The protrusion in the middle of its face flared tasting particles on the air. A slit below this protrusion opened to reveal a line of sharp teeth and a tube descending downwards into its body.

It stood before them watching them with eyes. A quick jerk of flesh over orbs, serving to lubricate the eyes which glistened in the light of the bay room.

"Um..... Hello? Is.... This thing on?"

The translators were slow to boot up as the creature hummed and hissed at them, but the translation finally booted up. The room relaxed a small bit doing their best to identify the body language of the strange creature.

The head medical operator greeted him with a traditional movement,' Greetings, human, we as your permission to begin our procedures."

The human stepped further into the room. Analysis of its movements indicated a series of minute micro movements in the feet, the legs, the posterior and the back as it moved. Somehow, the creature was unconsciously balancing itself using micro spasms of the fibrous muscle and connective tendon.

The apertures in the human's eyes widened, it showed its teeth, "wow.... Cool."

Confusion.... Cool meant cold? Was the creature cold.

It must have sensed their confusion, "Sorry, I meant. Yes..... er, and for further reference sometimes we used words for different reasons cool means cold but also um interesting, or good ."

That made no sense, but who were they to argue with this creature, it could have tossed them across the room if it really wished, a truth that was only becoming more evident as they examined more closely, taking samples and asking questions, running diagnostics, and running scans.

The creature was an odd marvel of predatory power. Its body was built around an inner skeletal structure specifically designed to protect the vital organs. A cage of bone wrapped around its most vital innards while its skull encased all cortical zones. The cord that took signals from the cortical zone to the body was locked inside a line of bone that ran down the creature's back. Each bone was up to ten times stronger than any similar structure that they have ever seen. An organic micro-pocket structure made them lighter and stronger than they had any right to be.

Oxygen was forced through the system by a complex for chambered muscle that literally squeezed and forced the oxygen-rich fluid through the body system. Oxygen was taken directly from the lungs, a massive set of wind bags causing the contractions at the creature's chest. As a direct result, the muscular tissue was allowed to swell up to 20+ times the capacity it normally would in any other species using the oxygen to fuel the cells.

Samples taken from the digestive system was a little more questionable. The corrosive substance nearly burned through their test tubes, and they were forced to move it into increased containment scrambling before the contents could spill out and burn through their other equipment.

They took a step back cautiously from the human. Was something wrong with it, had the decontamination fluids caused internal issues? Was it about to liquefy from the inside?

The human sat the center of the room appearing no more perturbed than he should have been.

He looked confused, "something wrong."

"Are you.... Feeling well?" They ventured hesitantly, "The sample.... It..... is very.... Acidic."

"Oh, The human waved a hand, "Just stomach acid, that's normal. Its ok through, my stomach will replace the lining before it burns through.

They stared, and walked more carefully about the human.

The more they looked, the more fear they had, and the more cautionary their report became.

The creatures could distinguish a very specific range of the light spectrum negating the use of infrared communication or camouflage. Their visual processing system was wired for moving objects, and precise timing. Tracking prey movement would have been an innate ability for these predators. Special mucus membranes in the face could detect chemical particles in the air, and identify them.

Communication came up to a system not dissimilar to echo location. They were able to pick up the smallest vibration in the air around them, even overlapping and pick out what it meant.

And then there was the bacteria, the sheer amount of it crawling on the skin, inside the mouth and into the stomach was astonishing and almost terrifying. There was more bacteria on, and inside the creature's body than there were cells to make up the creature. Most of them didn't affect the creature, and others seemed to help it digest its food.

The synthesis of vaccinations and chemical deterrents was immediately ordered by the galactic assembly. This creature was a walking biohazard. Bacteria came out in its breath, was sluffed from its skin and festered inside its mouth with increasing degree, and yet is stood there like it wasn't festering in a walking pool of disease.

And dear Nebulon, the thing would not shut up, the sheer and vast amount of questions it asked ranged from impossible to answer to completely arbitrary.

What is this made of?

What is that?

What is that for?

How many?

How much?

It was aggressively infuriating, but its curiosity was so endearing that they didn't have the heart to tell it how annoying it was increasingly becoming. Even with its aggressive need to touch ad examine everything in the room.

They explored the enviornment with their eyes, and most annoyingly, with their hands constantly telling him not to touch anything, but their pleading falling on deaf ears. Before they could yell at the creature for being annoying, it would apologize so pathetically, and so heartfelt that they were clammed shut. Eventually, their only option was just to give him something to play with, while they continued their work. At first they made the mistake of giving him something simple, and it was quickly discarded to the side and ignored in favor of something more interesting and more complicated.

It was the longest, hardest and most interesting study they had ever done.

They were terrified the entire time

A memo to the Galactic Assembly and Anyone Else Concerned.

Conclusion: Danger levels 80%

To begin with the dangers concerned, the human is the greatest of the apex predators that we have seen. Touch taste smell hearing and sight are all designed for the purpose of hunting. The body, despite its fleshy appearance, has a heeling factor nearly 100% faster than any we have seen. The bones and the organs are encased to make the human as durable as possible.

The likelihood of their predatory instincts becoming a problem is questionable, but should be noted.

The human body is a cesspool of bacteria and disease and immediate cautionary action should be taken.

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Also, the human is ABSOLUTELY INFURIATING, completely maddening. Not only are they hunters of meat, but they are hunters of information. They are ravenous for our knowledge and they will ask countless questions tirelessly as if they have the ability to store the information with impunity. They will ask to the pint of madding you and themselves, and when you do not give the answers they will seek the answers themselves through touch if they must,

PLEASE do not allow a human near anything you do not wish them to touch, because they will do it.