Authors Note: Hey guys, I know I'm not reliable with my stories but I'm hoping to see this one all the way through, I've been thinking about it for a long time and have finally been able to put it into words.
Hope yall enjoy xx Also Only in the first part of this chapter will they be speaking Norwegian, translations are right beside. Further into the chapter speaking a language other than English, will be enclosed but these "/"
Disclaimer- I DO NOT own the Alien/Predator franchise. The characters within are based on characters from the movie, though I do not know their "Yautja" names and have made some up to fill the void. Rest will be filled with oc Yautja and my own OC Character.
08/07/1904
"Hva vil du ha kvinne?" What do you want woman? The man named Oleg, demanded of the raven-haired woman in front of him,
Looking at her, Oleg would of presumed the woman to be in her early 20's, she was taller than their tallest warriors easily 6'4". Her long black raven hair holding slight curls sitting below he shoulders. Keen intelligent blue eyes stared at him. She had a scar running from the bottom left side of her lip, running down her neck and beneath her clothing.
"Jeg trenger passasje til Bouvetøya." I require passage to Bouvetøya. The woman stated in a firm angelic voice.
"Å Razorback jeg antar, det vil koste deg 100 kroner." To Razorback I presume, that will cost you 100 krone. Oleg said as he looked down to his ledger in front of him. Then being startled as a bag full of krone dropped on top of it.
"Jeg vil forlate I dag." I want to leave today. The woman stared at Oleg, who was opening the bag, "je ger sikker på at det ern ok for kompensasjon å forlate I dag." I am sure there is enough for compensation to leave today.
Oleg still silent, was rough guessing at how much krone was in the bag. Gaping at what he counted quickly, there was over 1000 krone in the bag
"Selvfølgelig vil vi også gi deg den mest luksuriøse innlosjeringsbåten kapteinene selvfølgelig." Of course, we will also provide you with the most luxurious lodging bar the captains of course. Oleg said formally, "Vi bør være I stand til å forlate før solendgang. Reisen tar tre måneder." We should be able to leave before sundown. The voyage will take three months.
"Veldig bra." Very well. The woman turned to leave, then turned her head back to Oleg, "Jeg vil være på den nærliggende tavernaen. Hente meg når alt er klart." I will be at the nearby tavern. Fetch me when all is ready.
Oleg nodded to the woman, watching her walk to the tavern across the way.
3 months later 08/10/1904
"It's time to wake Little One" The Being of White Light caressed her check.
Knocking, repeated knocking is what the woman heard. Rousing her from rest, the dream fading into nothing and groaning in exhaustion. She slept the entire three months for it to go quicker. For lack of better words, she hibernated, her body able to slow its metabolism down to practically nothing, heart rate as slow as if she were dead. Sometimes during hibernation, she had these dreams almost real, conversations with the white being, the being was sometimes accompanied by a pitch black one that had a voice deeper than anything she had ever heard. As though they were keeping her company in a state that was near death. Although she may look human the woman in fact was not. Her hearing was that of a hound, being able to hear the slightest noise kilometres away. Her eyesight better than an eagle, being able to spy things that humans could not. All her other senses were enhanced beyond that of a human. She didn't know what she was or what her name was. She just went by Lady.
The reason for the sudden trip to the Antarctic Island Bouvetøya, was a feeling in her gut, a feeling of urgency and familiarity. She had been alive for many years, centuries, millennia. For that her memory was faulty. Barely remembering the past 1000 years of her life. But at the corners of those memories were pure feelings. One was this. Her need to go back to Bouvetøya. She had been to this island before, in ancient times, back before the ice covered the land. Even though she couldn't remember the feeling was still there.
The calling was stronger than ever.
Rising from the bed, Lady growled to herself then shouted at the door "Hva?!" What?!
"Vi har kommet til Razorback." We have arrived at Razorback, A mans voice called from beyond the door,
"Takk, jeg kommer snart ut." Thank you, I will be out shortly. Lady said back.
Lifting herself from the bed, she wore a simple nightgown. Plain cream in colour, Lady walked over to the mirror that was provided for her lodging. Simply because she looked female.
Undoing the tie at the back of her neck, pulling her arms from her sleeves and simply letting the nightgown fall from her body. Revealing her naked body in the mirror, she had hundreds of scars on her body, some she didn't remember and some that were more recent.
Ladys' body was extremely toned, every curve and bump of her muscles, many years of fighting, surviving and just living. Keeping her body strong as if it weren't that way anyways.
Her most prominent were on her back, they looked like scars, maybe birthmarks, they were a dark brown in colour and raised from the skin. Turning to see them, it almost looked like scripture down her spine. If she knew any better and she didn't, it was basically chicken scratch to her except for two words, Chosen and Guarded. With no memory of knowing how they came to be on her body, Lady has been all over the world, questioning those who held knowledge. She would question them to see if they had any inkling about her scripture.
Very few had some knowledge, one of them, about 800 years ago, was a spiritual leader of a Mayan tribe. Deep in the jungles, on curious thing for her, all she needed to do to understand a language was to listen to it being spoken and then as if it was downloaded into her memory she could fluently speak and understand. The tribe was fascinated that a person from the outside world could speak to them. Bringing her straight to their spiritual leader, Ah'Kin'Mai (He of the Sun), he questioned of the knowledge of their language. Lady sat down and explained to him, that she alone was older than practically everything on this planet, even though she couldn't remember the entire experience she remembered the past millennia. The Priest was taken aback by this, only the gods were immortal. After stating why she came, she revealed the scripture upon her back. Although Ah'Kin'Mai could only understand very little of the scripture. He let Lady to visit their temple, to see what he understood to be associated with the markings.
Tall strong stone statues, of creatures not of this world. Broad and muscular, with engravings of serpents upon them. Lady had asked the priest of what he could decipher, and Ah'Kin'Mai told her that only 2 words were able to be translated, Chosen and Guarded. Thanking the priest, she left a day after arriving.
She may be immortal, but her skin still scars like a normal human, although the thousands of years she had been through. They piled up. Some parts of her body having scars upon scars. Although some have faded to nothing, just mere shadows of what they were. The only part of her body not covered in scars amazingly was her face, bar the one scar running from the bottom corner of her lip all the way down her neck and ending on her sternum.
Stifling a yawn, a hand covering her fanged mouth. Lady's iridescent blue eyes dragged across her body one more time, then turned to where her deep green gown was laid out. Thin material, even though It was freezing outside, temperature never bothered her, never affected her.
All dressed Lady made her way out of the cabin she had been sleeping in.
"/There she is, the sleeping beauty!/" exclaimed one of the crew members,
"/We haven't seen you the entire voyage ma'am./" another added,
Lady started looking about the deck, noticing that they in fact haven't reached the land yet.
"/How long until we reach land?/" she turned, looking up to helm of the ship, where the Captain was standing.
"/We should be reaching port within the hour, look to the horizon ma'am, you can see the land./" he stated in a joyous voice, "/With the wind on our side, we will be there in no time./"
Lady looked towards the sails and true they were full and billowing in the wind. Turning her eyes to the blue horizon, she could see the island Bouvetøya. With her keen eye sight she could make out the wooden shacks of the whaling station that she was being brought to.
"/Very well, thank you Captain./" Lady said formally,
"/Ma'am if you don't mind an old Captain asking,/" the older man looked towards Lady, "/But why was the sudden urge to come here alone? Is your husband here?/"
Lady took a deep calming breath, she knew the question was coming but the humans around her wouldn't understand. If she could only remember the entire reason besides the urge. Maybe coming here would help her with that. With a sigh she turned back to the Captain.
"/I don't know if I can explain it Sir,/"Ladys' eyes filled with a sadness that he could see, "/But I just need to be here, I don't know why but I need to be./"
"/It's almost as if you speak from a terrible loss,/" The Captain had walked up to her at this point, "/But I can understand, as I have the unexplainable need to be out on the sea!/"
Maybe this human does understand, Lady thought to herself, "/I see that I may not be the only one to have these feelings,/" She said quietly to the Captain
The Captain placed his hand on her shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. He looked up from her to look to the horizon.
"/The Gods must be favouring us today Ma'am,/" He exclaimed as he pointed out across the sea, "/We have made wonderful time, we will be there in minutes./"
Lady turned and saw the island was much closer, what was to be expected to be an hour was merely 15 minutes. Breathing a sigh of relief, it was mid morning and the sun felt cold. Even though she couldn't feel the cold a shiver ran down her spine.
At that moment a thunderous sound came from the sky, as a ball of fire streamed down to the island. Further inland from where the whaling village was.
Lady felt her gut clench, this is why she came here. This was what was calling her, somehow her body knew what was going to happen.
"/WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT?!/"One of the crew members yelled,
"/WE ARE NEARLY AT THE DOCK EVERYONE BE PREPARED TO HELP ANY OF THOSE THAT NEED IT!/" The Captain hollered his orders,
"/Roger that!/"
"/Aye aye!/"
"/Yes sir!/" the crew shouted,
As everyone hurried around the ship, Lady just stood leaning against the railing looking at the smoke trail with such intensity.
"/Captain, do you have any spare pants and a shirt? I will pay you for them of course./" Lady turned towards the direction of the Captain, projecting her voice.
The Captain was partially taken back by a woman asking for his clothes.
"/Y-yes I do../" He stammered,
"/Direct me to where they are and let me know how much you want for them./" She informed the Captain.
"/They are just in the dresser in my cabin, 10 krone will be fine ma'am. That willed easily be enough to replace once we get back to the main land./" The Captain told Lady.
With a nod towards the captain she made her way to his cabin. Walking silently past the crew members, with one thing on her mind. The thing that fell from the sky. For that she will need proper clothing, a dress will only get in her way.
What could it possibly be? Lady wondered to herself,
"I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out Little One." The ethereal voice said from the corner of the cabin.
Lady stopped in her steps, never has she been awake and heard this voice. The one constant in her life, well two including the black voice. She peered over to the corner to see the outline of a giant humanoid, no features discernible. Just a pure white form. Lady closed the door behind her and locked it.
"Alright, just who are you? I've never known your name but you still visit me throughout my long life.." Lady said almost sadly.
"You do know me Little One, you may not remember now but the time will come. Certainly before the next millennia arrives." The voice chimed from her spot,
Lady continued about her business as the white being spoke to her. She rifled through the draws finding the appropriate pants and shirt. Leaning more towards the 'summer' look.
"I hope I learn of you soon," Lady said as she started pulling on the clothes, "Because I feel like I'm missing something important.. and I just cant put my finger on it."
"Why can't we just tell her my *white noise*?" The deep voice called to the white being,
"Because my *white noise*, she must be reminded on her own. We have seen these events and we choose to stay with her the slow way." The white being cooed to the black, filled by a low animalistic growl, as the white being embraced the black and disappeared.
I guess I'm ready now, thought to herself, I'm going to take this bag as well to store my dress. I'll leave extra krone for the Captain
Fishing into the folds of her discarded dress, grabbing a small bag of krone she left it in the dresser knowing full well the there was over 200 krone in there. She knows that she wont be needing the money any longer.
Shoving the discarded clothes into the bag, she took the lock off the door and walked out onto the deck. The crew were all busy docking the ship none had noticed her change of attire.
Ladys' black curls flowed out into the breeze. She could easily understand the Captains love for the ocean. Lady stood at the rail watching the crew go about their business, only really becoming interested when the slid the gang plank down the side of the ship and on the dock.
"/Ma'am,/" The Captain had walked up beside her, "/Your voyage has been complete, are you going to be wanting a ship back at anytime?/"
"/Thank you Captain,/" Lady looked towards the Captain and had a small smile on her face, "/I think this is where I need to be./"
"/Very well./"He couldn't help but feel that she was ready to die, no one comes to Bouvetøya for no reason. Maybe hers was that she could die in peace down here.
Little did the Captain know that she wasn't ready to die, quite honestly in fact it was the opposite. This was the most alive she had felt in the past few hundred years. Excitement poured through her body.
"/Oh I left a bag of krone on your dresser. I took this bag as well, I hope you don't mind./" Lady remembered, "/I hope it's enough to replace what I've taken. Thank you for your hospitality Captain./"She reached out and grabbed his hand, squeezing it to show her human gratefulness.
Without another look back she took off down the gang plank and ran off towards the billowing smoke on the horizon.