Story by Vakrian in association with Werewolfbleu.

( This story expands upon Ninas universe from Can i keep him? and Look Nina an Alien! I do not own any of Werewolfbleu's characters, nor do i claim them to be my own. I have Werewolfbleu's permission to use their characters. However they are not the focus of this story. )

Prologue:

My name is Ghardeh Etur'sek. My first name means Jewel of the west.

My name had once carried weight..

I am one of the few legendary yautja who are deemed the pinnacle of the Yautja species, that show incredible skill, honour and of course strength in mind and body. I was once an arbitrator for Zir'tehn an Elder of Skri'jash'n, on my homeworld Maia.

It all ended when i killed an ic'jit on sacred grounds.. To which i had broken the code disobeying an elder.

Consumed by anger.. And sorrow.

I had hunted those who killed my tribe..

Through my mission i found a human called Shane. And with him i found something to hold onto. Tenacious, brave, and slowly learning the ways of the yautja. I wouldn't have it any other way.. I have been teaching him our ways and the code to which those rules i bent..

The only family left in my life is a family consisting of two other humans and two other yautja…

Nina, Daniel, Osh'ikeille and Uzkielle.

It was Uzkielle who concocted a plan to end my bounty.. 'Slaying me..' Then handing 'my' skull to Zir'tehn to give to the council. The plan worked.. Two years have since passed.. And we have started a new life. Our new story begins. And with it we face new threats.. Visit new locations And of course Shane and i.. Build the bridge to our relationship. One block at a time. After all, it's not who we are, it's what we do that defines us.

Ghardeh 2: Of monsters and men.

Chapter one: "Don't do that."

In the Scorpions ready room there is a loud shout from Shane.. I can't help but laugh as i rub my head against his. "GOD DAMN IT GHARDEH THAT FUCKING HURTS!" he is laying beside me on the large berth in his red shirt and black jeans. With his arm propping up his head while he lays on his side facing me. I was deliberately squeezing his tiny rump cheekily probably squatting any hope of a romantic few moments,

But i digress i still let out a laugh.

His furrowed scowling eyes train on my eyes.

"Turn yautja mode off Ghardeh and turn on fragile human mode please.. That's the 12th time you've dug those talons into my carefully maintained arse! Or i swear I'll dig something of mine into your extravagant hind.. I'll have an arse that looks like a lawnmower was taken to it."

"M-di." i say with a rumble. "I can't help it.. It's just the right size for my hand to… Squeeze." I give him another squeeze, but I let out a sharp exhaled hiss as he reaches up and slaps me across the face.. A slight spiced tingle but more of a shock..

He laughs "Sorry but your face is just the right size for my hand to slap."

I get up, i grab both of his arms in one hand and loom over him. Holding them over his head resting my left hand beside his right arm with my body arched over him, making sure my dreadlocks curtained his face making him squirm.

I let out a bark while tensing my arm with his hands in my grip.

"Do that again.. See what happens." "Undo my restraints and I'll gladly accommodate you 'predator'.." He says with a frown.

I remove my hand and surely enough dangerously without fear a swift swipe is stopped.. I tighten my grip around his small wrist, his eyes widen as my blackish purple tongue emerges and wraps around his hand leaving a warm sticky moist residue.

"GHARDEH! i don't want yautja slav! what the fuck?! "

"Slap me again and you will get my 'slav' all over your face ears and wherever else i can fit it in.. krit."

"No… Don't do that.. I'd become a mutant yautja thing.. That would mess up my good looks.." Shanes says, his brows reach the centre of his forehead with a wrinkle.

"As well as if i slapped you back." I say leaning my head back.

"You don't want that tongue everywhere.. Do you?" Shane asks cocking his right brow.

"Shane you are getting rather.. Physical as of late.." he lets out a laugh.

"Hah! I'M getting physical?! What about When we went and had a few minutes the other day, then you threw me into the fucking table knocking me unconscious?! Or do you remember 'accidently' causing me to fall through the shower window when you leaned into?! Do you realise how much you weigh under all that meat?

Or how about the other night when you knocked the air out of my lungs for accidentally kicking you in my sleep? Alright yeah i was deliberately awake and knew you could tell but god damn, i love you but seriously! Yautja mode needs twisting down.. Waaay down. It's hard to tell whether I'm doing anything right or not when you throw your 590 pounds at me it's painful. Like i need titanium man's armour."

I nod all of it is true.. But the shower and our romantic time was an accident.. Sort of.. I'm not used to human fragility.. And forget myself sometimes. But I'm learning. Controlling the worst impulses is hard work.. And i don't think Shane realises just how hard i work mentally to turn down 'yautja mode' as he likes to call it, but secretly i think he likes it.

He sits up and brings himself closer as i let his hand go.. After wiping it on his jeans "And i so need new clothes Ghardeh. We need to go back to earth." i nod and finally let the feeling of being examined go… He runs a finger over my speckled ridges on my head, gently running a hand over my tiny bony spines on the outline of my forehead section then runs a hand over one of my dreads.

He takes off my gauntlets and places them on the bed.. Now If i was male. He'd be sitting with his head imbedded in the metal floor.

But I'm a nice female.. So allow him to do it.. They're only a weapons…

He looks over my orange and rust specks that form the patterns on my hand he runs a hand over feeling the mottled and scaled limb which is my arm. He always finds something new that he hasn't seen before..

He closely examines my markings.

"What's this no objections Ghardeh? That's a first.. Finally broken the ice on this one have we?"

"Lies Shane? We've been doing this for 2 ye-"

I stop then I give him a look.. A sudden surge of sadness has just hit me.. I still miss Tenjra and the girls greatly.. And from time to time it randomly hits me like a shard of metal being driven into my chest.. Which has happened on two occasions.. But this is more mental damage. It shouldn't affect me as much anymore but I suppose it's the manner to which they were taken from me..

Shane nods with understanding he can tell when my eyes lose their shine.. It's difficult for yautja to show certain emotions if at all.. But Shane feels the same.. I learned he actually did want to meet Tenjra and is always fascinated by my stories with Hih'guan, Di'larne.. And Tenjra..

He leans his head on my right arm and puts an arm around me gently.

"Hitting you again Jewel? I thought yautja don't show emotion?" He asks..

He only uses my actual name when he's very serious, angry.. Or like now.. Knows when my barriers give way to a tinge of sadness. I decided to tell him the meaning of my name.. To show how much i trust and value him.. Although i didn't grasp the concept of human names having no meanings..

I spent 2 days trying to convince him to tell me when Nina caught me asking him then told me they don't have specific meanings like yautja names.

I often wonder how my children would react to Shane..

I give him a subtle nod.

"Not every yautja is the same Shane, there are many different variations of yautja.. With different inner workings and the like Shane.. Like humans.."

It has been two years and we have moved on greatly since my insurrection.

But it forever remains in the bottom of my heart. Shane has also gotten good at 'sensing' when I'm nearby. It's rather funny watching him shudder knowing I'm silently moving towards him we both get up and make our way to the family.

The Lar'ja N'ritja is a large ship but the brothers have no spare room so we stay on the Tarei'hsan.. The Scorpion in the hangar the ship just about fits.

We make our way to the communal area the 'kitchen' Shane calls it.. The notion still makes me warble a laugh.

As we enter Baymax Nina's and Danny's large white dog bounds over tail swaying.

Shane pats his head and walks up to the others.."

Uzkielle nods at me.. A clear and subtle nod.. After the time he rode my sword into my chest affecting everyone on the ship he has a very strong sense of respect towards me.

Same with his brother come to think of it.. I did in essence 'die' accepting my fate to even allow Uzkielle to 'kill' me.

When i could have easily beat him into submission. But it had to end..

I remember almost breaking his arm as he placed the blue grit onto my chest.. Still tender from the battle with the berserker.. And it had to work downward which was extremely painful, and that skull i gave Uz was my idea in part, we spent the whole day arguing about it because Kex'vir was one of the hardest bad bloods i ever had to track down. But she eventually ran out of allies after i cut through them and then we had a lengthy battle.. And that skull was the closest one that resembled my own structure. I'd have preferred to have died. That's the Yautja way but.. Everyone was so affected.. I suppose in a sense.. I did die.. We have had no trouble since and I'm starting to believe Zir'tehn had something to do with it..

But my scars have healed.. Much to the bemusement of the brothers but i suppose I'm built of sterner stuff.. Not that the brothers aren't.. Just saying that.. I meant it in a lesser sense.

Danny runs up to Shane as Nina leans a hand on her cheeks causing her face to twist upward."

"SHAAANE! I've got a confession to make.. You remember the other day when you used the toilet and then it exploded? Thaaaat was… Meee.. Nina wants me to apologise.. So.. I APOLOGISE UNCLE."

"Danny i have to be Ninas brother to be your uncle.."

"You are her brother, just like her sister Ghardeh is my aunt. And Uzkielle with Osh'ikeille are my fathers!" Shane's brows raise careful not to laugh. There isn't a monitor keeping Uzkielle from showing Shane his own gooey insides this time.

"Well one of them HAS to be the uncle too.." Shane says holding his arm out to the twins.

Dannys brows rises left to right along his forehead.. "UZKIELLE you are the craazy UNCLE! FRAAHHH!"

Shane laughs as do i.. Danny always has a joke or a gag hiding up in his tiny brain. "That makes you and Uz craaaazy brothers!"

Shane walks up to Uzkielle.. A trait i find most peculiar is Shane will approach the Yautja without a hint of fear.. Just like he did with me..

He holds out his hand.

"Put it there brother!" Shane says..

Uzkielle regards Shane moving his mandibles open then closed slightly then holds out his giant hand and swipes at his hand.. Shane moves his hand away.. "Too slow.."

Uzkielle barks at him tensing..

"Alright try again.." Shane says, i put a hand under my jaw..

Shane holds his hand out. "Put it the-"

Uzkielles hand was a blur.. And Shane's arm swipes back with the forced slap . And Uzkielle rumbles.. "Too.. Sslooww.."

"Shit balls!" Shane shouts at him.. "You cheated!"

"Alright how about this one brother.."

He balls a fist towards him but Uzkielle angles his arm..

"Just ball your fist Uz.." He growls and does so.. "Hold out your arm.."

"Pauk'n.." He grumbles..

Shane gently fisted Uzkielles huge balled fist..

"Called a fist bump Uz.."

He looks at his fist as Osh'ikeille was watching and holds his arm out..

"FiissT bump.." Osh'ikeille snorts a laugh.

"Jesus Shane! Don't show Uzkielle too much he will be fist bumping Baymax! Or Neens.." Danny says with a cheeky smile.

"DANNY!" Nina glares at him.. "Whaaat Nina? Everyone apart from me here is an adult.. Who's going to tell?!" Danny says putting his hands to his hips. "You'll be giving HER ideas for Shane.. Fridiot.." Nina says with raised brows shaking her head.

Danny laughs.. "Or maybe ideas for SHANE! Hows your butt Shane?!"

"AAYY DON'T go there.." Shane looks, at me who of course is grinning..

"Like a thousand paper cuts.. And how do you know that little mister?" Nina and Danny burst out laughing..

"Because i told them Shane." I disclose with a laugh. Shane frowns at me..

"Don't do that.."

"Shane can you come with me?" Danny asks him after laughing off the thousand paper cuts joke.

"I want to finally show you something.."

"For sure Dan.." I follow them both to the armour room and immediately see Danny's little armour platform as well as his own custom armour Uzkielle has made for him.

"Here Shane.." He says pointing to the platform to which a suit of advanced yautja armour comes over a scanned human or humanoids body.

"Just step into those footwells and don't move." Danny says with a smile.

Shane turns to him fully he is wary of Danny's tricks "Why what will happen?"

Danny's smile widens "You will become a powerful yautja.. It's about time you came on hunts with us. But I'll let the twins tell you.. Not my place to say.. Come on! i want to see it!"

He pushes Shane towards it…

"Ok alright.."

Shane steps on the platform Shane's body glows blue as he is being scanned. Then with clinking and clatting the armour shifts around Shane's body.. Turning him into a yautja of pure d'lex… Except it's not the same..

Shane steps off, his height boosted.. If only a few more inches.

Danny frowns "Hey it didn't boost my height what gives? Ghardeh doesn't your BOYFRIEND look cool?!"

Shane brings up a clawed, metallic hand and looks over himself.. The weapons all click and fall into place. Shane grabs a fake dreadlock..

"Dreads and all." He says within the helmet giving his voice a strange metallic tint..

"Danny this is amazing.." Danny nods "Yeah.. Makes things too easy though.. Plus I'm only 11 so i best not be using it.. I have my own armour now. Nina wasn't really happy when Osh bought it for me. You can keep it if you want Shane.. You ARE my uncle." He says with a grin.

Shane looks at him.. I laugh.. Even though its Shane under there the way he looked at Danny had him look just like a yautja.. But we both notice something.. Different with the armour. As in.. It IS different.. Danny is searching for what it is but stops his eyes light up.. "Ghardeh it looks different.."

Shane has lately been showing Danny and Nina 'Tiger fist'.

They love it and even the brothers enjoy watching him teach both Nina and Danny new skills. It's as if he has become the new teacher over the brothers. I tend to be his 'test dummy' to which i gave him a romping in the ready room one day for.. But you don't want to know that.. THAT'S locked away in my mind, reader…

Shane's body shifts and shows the strange black fibred coiled nano-muscle under the armour and his arms. Again.. It looks different from when Danny wore it.. It was much more armoured.. It must have a tiered system when a person is scanned. Shane must fit the intermediate tier. And i must say he does look good as a yautja.. Even if it is just a metal suit..

"Oooh ooohh! To the kehrite!" Danny shouts he runs off..

Shane turns to look at me the black slits of the armour not telling his response. "To the kehrite then." I say to him..

I touch the black unarmoured part of his arm and Shane responds "Wait i just felt that like you just touched me.."

I stop and put a hand on the black muscle fibres where his ribs would be if he was in fact a yautja.

"And that?" i ask.. He nods..

I decide to be testing.

"And that?" I ask driving my knee into his crotch. Where there is a slatted armour piece.. He bends slightly with a grunt. He raises a hand and a shining wrist blade shoots out with a very sexy sounding sh-tiing.. With a wail of the vibration of it shooting out..

"If you think that armour will save you mate of mine you are sorely mistaken. Remember the ic'jit Vir'garhr?"

"I'm faster than Vir.." Shane says..

I nod "But nowhere near the level of skill to take me on mister.. Now to the kehrite sain'ja."

Shane stops "Wait what?" I haven't killed anyone as of late."

I push him forward.

"No you just killed several yautja at the brokers bunker.."

"And how did you know?"

We walk on.

"I know because i killed 47 yautja that day in the bunker and i counted six more kills which had to be you.."

"Riz killed two.."

"OK then four, either way you are worthy of being called a sain'ja."

"And it probably explains why Uz and Osh are so calm with me.." Shane says

"Exactly because i told them."

"Oh.. Well that was mighty kind of you."

We finally enter the kehrite.. And Danny glides over to the centre..

"Ok ok.. Shane the metal yautja.. Versus Ghardeh the pretty err huge.. Warrior..

I was going to say little.." Danny says winking at Shane.

Shane smiles..

"Shane are you ready!"

"Nope.."

"Yes you are!"

"Ghardeh are you ready!"

I nod and lock onto Shane.

"Ok 321go!" He says a mile a minute.. As Nina would say.

Shane slowly stances and slowly sways for his momentum. I walk up to him and simply.. Ahem… Slap him, there is a deep thung sound as my hand connects with his helmet.

"Do that again.. Krit.." Shane says.

I indulge him but he does something i didn't expect he brings up his arm to block but locks my arm in the grip of the suit. I try and pry my hand away from the krit when he grabs my other arm. Now the last time i struggled with an arm wrestle was with those pauk'n freaks.. But this.. Shane had me in a tight lock. Until he brought me closer. Which allowed me to lift him off the floor and hold him above my head.

Now i had many thoughts on exactly what i was going to do. But seeing Danny's gaping mouth made me laugh, which caused my arms to slowly buckle.

Shane was shouting for me to put him down so i.. Dropped him.

Don't judge the armour was heavy! I lie i decided to drop him...

"Ghardeh can you do a roundhouse kick?" Danny asked..

"I want to see a yautja do a roundhouse kick.. But Uz and Osh don't understand."

I remember a while ago Shane showing me how to do a roundhouse.. He was teasing me saying how 'sexy' i looked doing one. So Danny obviously knows about that one.

I stance the way i always do then look at Shane as he looks at me and i spin while kicking out only i hit him harder than i thought Shane slams to his side on the floor and Danny creases curling himself up like he needs the toilet.

"Right that's it.." Shane says getting up, he brings up his gauntlet and taps for one of the twins.. Turns out everyone came over.. Not least because Uzkielle wants his rematch.. He finally gets it i suppose.

The last time Uzkielle and i had a session we had an accident. He turned into a rage induced mass of muscle and had me in a neck lock we call a death grip... So i.. Well i elbowed him in his yautja hood and he didn't half roar while Nina and Danny laughed.. Osh snorted but i think that was out of sympathy. We called it a draw. He wanted a rematch ever since but i kept putting it off..

Until now.. Old habits die hard..

Hello once again and welcome to the sequel of Ghardeh: Black Angel. This story took a while to complete and i had many times where i had to wipe chapters or re write them, It was only when Werewolfbleu stepped in and gave me a swift kick to my ass and gave me some help along the way that I managed to finally finish this one.

It's sometimes hard to convert your vision from mind to keyboard but i managed to keep the train rolling and reached the light at the end of the tunnel. Anyway. This story focuses on Shane and Ghardeh and their relationship as they slowly begin to understand each others inner workings which leads to some often hilarious outbursts from either one of them. I'm excited to be sharing this sequel with you all and i hope you enjoy the brand new journey.

And once again Farewell. If you happen to enjoy the read or not leave a review any criticism I'll gladly take on board. It will help me greatly.

Yautja words:

Sain'ja- Warrior.

Krit- Idiot/moron general expletive. (Non-cannon my own word.)

Pauk'n- F^cking.

Ic'jit- Bad blood/ Dishonoured.