Hey guys. This the StoryBook Tree. I'm really trying to get better with continuing my writing. But heres another story thats different than any (I've released yet) I've written.
As you know this is an AvP Fanfiction. I'm trying to show you a different side to the predator culture and the strength in the human soul. Anyway, Here we go. This is one of a Kind. I do not own the AvP franchise.
A lone cry echoed through the vastness of the reserve. But this was no cry of a falling warrior or some wild beast, this was the cry of a child; to be specific, a baby. A HUMAN baby.
Its parents were gone, a father abducted with his son in his arms, now a lone child defenseless and vulnerable to the frightful terrors of the game preserve. A valkesh slowly approached the babe. It heard the cries that disrupted its restless slumber in this deathtrap of a place. Its closed jaw dripped with saliva in preparation a for a soon to be meal. It crawlwd on its six legs It had a long snout filled with many teeth and and one long translucent plate with optic nerves, similar to a xenomorph. It was about 5 ft tall and covered in short black fur except around the paws and snout; and a long furry tail.
It approached the babe and saw a Kerlish approaching the small thing that was crying. A Kerlish is like a large many eyed rat. It started to nibble at the covering of the small being.
Then it screeched as it started to plunge it blade like incisors down onto the baby. The Valkesh saw what it was about to do and sprung onto the kerlish. It didn't even see it coming.
It let out a small cry as the Valkesh snapped its back in its powerful jaws. It dropped its new meal and turned it attention to the crying baby.
As it sniffed and poked the creature with its long snout it giggled at it and grabbed it whiskers with its weak hands. For some reason it saw this creature as what it was: a child. Its children were killed by a territorial male that wanted to mate with her. His territory is now hers and a mothers vengeance is fulfilled. But they were born only a few days ago and she was full of milk.
She didn't know what she saw in this little baby but she liked it. She would raise it as if it was her own pup.
She picked the babe up by its soft shell that kept it warm. She carried it back to her cave and sat it on the floor. She purred as it smiled at her with its beaming face and she licked it affectionately. She layed down by it and let its begin to suckle the milk from one of her eight nipples on her underbelly. For 6 months this routine repeated and the mother took care of the adopted alien.
Then Hunting season began. The time of year where the predatory monster descended on this reserve to kill everything that posed a challenge. The mother just now had to tread carefully.
All was fine except the mother would come back quicker or longer depending how active the jungle was. The one day that she left in the morning the child cried for it was far too early for the child to wake up without her. This cry echoed through the cave and resonated, amplified into the jungle outside. A female huntress. A Yau'ut'ja. She was scantily clad as was custom for the hunter and huntresses that wished to hunt on the reserve, as was a matter of tradition and honor. The only clothing that she wore was a cloth to cover her breasts, a loincloth, and her mask. Her blade bracer was equipment, not clothing.
This woman, Kel'hra, as her name was; heard these resonant cries of a child. She followed the cries to such a cave out by the cliffs near the eastern edge of the reserve. She was about 6 ft 9 inches so she had to stoop as she entered. She saw a small child laying in the floor of the cave, crying. It saw her stopping over her and it cried louder. She was perplexed. This appeared to be an infant ooman. But it survived the reserve like no other ooman before it. She saw that this one was special. Something about it told her that its fate was to be far greater than to be prey for some stray hunter. It was only an infant, but she knew one day it would be great. She slowly pulled her mask and hung it on her loincloth strap.
She bent down on one knee and stroked the child's cheek. It started to start to cry quieter as she picked it up and held it in her arms. She saw its shining blue eyes full of fearful curiosity as they stared into her green alien eyes. She started rocking it back and forth and whispered
"Hush, hush child. I will look after you. You are no longer alone. You will be a great hunter, a great warrior one day. I just know it. So hush, hush child for you are safe... For I will love you; Like none other than a mother can..."
It stopped crying and stared wonderingly into the huntresses eyes. It felt safe so it closed its eyes for a long well deserved sleep.
"Sleep long and restful little one. I love you." Kel'hra whispered to the ooman infant.
She stooped to exit the cave again and put her mask back on to help her see if any predatory creatures were nearby, or worse, a Yau'ut'ja hunter. She snuck through the Jungle, leaping stealthily fr4om tree to tree until she found the waterfall again where she hid her ship. Kel'hra turned her attention back to the junfle as she heard the miserable cry of an alpha female Valkesh coming from the same area where the cave was.
She leaped into her ship in a single leap with the infant boy still asleep in her arms. She pressed the button to retract the roof of the ship back over it and started the launch sequence.
"You will see a new home soon little one." Kel'hra said to the baby but more to herself.
Her ship lifted out of the unforgiving jungle reserve on the edge of habitable land on the southern continent on Yautja Prime. She took her traverser back to the largest city calfav'tel on the main super-continent of her world. She belonged to the Fer'tel'hen clan, one of the oldest and most powerful clans in the Yautja Culture. Kel'hra was the chieftains daughter. That gave her some weight, but even more to live up to. Her father was different, he'd see what she saw in this infant, She knew it.
She landed on the landing platform on the top of one of the many skyscrapers and got out. She took her mask off and breathed the radiated air that was fresh to her and her people.
She carried the baby in her arms into her fathers empty courtroom where he sat in his throne.
"Ah! My daughter has returned! With many good trophies I presume!" He cheered Joyfully.
"No Father." She laughed slightly. "I found something special. She revealed the infant in her arms and showed it to her father.
"Where did you find that creature? Is it a baby ooman?" He asked curiously.
"Yes. But he's survived for months on the reserve. He is marked by the elder spirits." She showed three arrow shaped birth-marks on the babys right arm. "I believe he is destined for greatness.
I wish to raise him. Her father studied the marks on his arm.
"By my great ancestors... He is marked! Yes! You will raise him. Even if he is not Yautja, we will raise him as one! He will be great!" Her father proclaimed.
The baby awoke now and saw the face of its new mother staring down at it with soft eyes and he cooed and smiled. She smiled with her mouth and mandibles at this.
"What will you call him?" Her father asked happily.
"How about Him'yar'lesh? Himyar for short?"
Her father laughed with joy. "Let me see my grandchild! My little Himyar!"
Kel'hra smiled at her fathers acceptance of this infant and gently handed Him'yar'lesh to his new grandfather. The old chief smiled at the boy and the boy smiled back. "You are special my boy. Make the most of it."
He whispered kindly to his grandson.
17 years later
I surveyed the scene before me. The mighty expanse of the reserve. I waited for Teal and Mikotso'kulan. We were going hunting together and I had arrived a few minutes early. Plus,
I had feelings for Mikotso and I hoped that she felt the same. I would make my first advance tonight after the successful hunt. Teal would leave afterward but me and Mikotso didn't.
Then a thin Yautja landed on the branch next to me clad in a loincloth and a mask.
"Hello Teal."
He looked over. "Hey Himyar. Its been too long since we hunted together. This will be good practice for the trials... and You can finally advance on Mikotso tonight." He nudged me with his elbow playfully.
Me and Teal have been friends since childhood and he didn't care that I was an ooman, we were best friends. We shared many good memories together.
I laughed through my mask. "Yes I hope so." He joined me in our friendly chuckling.
"Hope what?" A feminine voice said that landed next to me on my right side. It was Mikotso. She had a tall thick frame with rippling muscles and large breasts. Her hips gently curved away from her stomach and went down to her muscular legs. Her scales were polished and her hair was braided for the chase. She was beautiful.
She waved a clawed hand in-front of my face. "You alright in there?" She snapped me out of my glorious trance. Traditionally she only wore a thin piece of cloth to cover her breasts and a loincloth and her mask. I caught myself staring at her breasts.
"You can stare at my breasts after the hunt." She laughed. I blushed severely behind mine.
"Well lets go. The hunt can only last so long. I clenched my rippling muscles all over my body.
"Lets." My friends said in sinc.
We leaped from our perch from tree to tree to begin our hunt. The hunt itself went well, and only took a few hours.
That's good, 'cause the nighttime beasts are much harder to kill than the day ones. we took down some pretty large and worthy prey on the reserve. Me and Mikotso sat around the fire.
I looked upon her face. I believed her beautiful. She had soft sharp features and a skin color like my own. "Hey Mikotso, I've been meaning to ask you..."
"Yes Himyar?" She asked kindly.
I remembered all of the memories we shared. I met her when I was on a hunt at these very grounds. It was at first, a contest.
Then we slowly became friends... and we've slowly become closer since then.
"I..."
"You what?" She asked.
"We've been getting closer in recent months... I just wanted to..."
She got up and sat beside me on the fallen tree, closest to the fire. "You shouldn't worry. I have no fear.
And I feel the same..." From there she leaned in close to my face. with her mandables slack
"I know you." She said. "And I don't care that you're an alien." My heart soared. I leaned toward her and our faces met. Her madables lightly hooked on my jaw and my lips to her teeth. It was warm. And it felt good. I wanted this moment to last forever, and last it did. For how long I do not know, but eventually we broke apart. She leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder.
"I love you Him'yar'lesh. Now until the end of the great hunt that is life and eternity."
These words touched my soul. She loved me back. That last part is the phrase the yautja use to express their love traditionally. Its about as old as the language itself. "I love you too Mikotso'Kulan."
She smiled and closed her eyes. I put my arm around her and she fell asleep. I stared up at the beautiful clear night sky. Whatever my stars were and which one placed me here, I thanked them. I wouldn't rather be anywhere else in the universe than right here, right now. But tomorrow I would be, For my trials would take place and decide whether I am worthy of the name "Elite".\
And that's chapter 1! Hope you guys liked it. :D. Make sure to leave a review on what you thought, I read every-one and try to respond to them. Thanks guys. StoryBook out.