Title: Destiny's Call
Author: Water Angel
Email: water_angel_amy@yahoo.com
Spoilers: Up to Entombed
Rating:
Disclaimers: I own nothing.
Summary: What if Gren hadn't been killed? What if he had left Street at
The Flat Planet after killing that woman?
Chapter 1
After talking with Renee, Street waited for Gren to return. She was filled with mixed emotions, she knew what the Atavus were capable of, Renee had told her that Gren killed Pax. But she had strong feelings for Gren, feelings she thought he returned.
A sharp scream brought Street sharply out of her thoughts. She ran down to the lower level, needing to know what the problem was. Street was brought up short by the sight of a man holding a dead woman. A woman who had cleave marks on her chest.
Street looked around for Gren and caught a brief glance of the black coat they had taken for him, walking out the back entrance.
"Street!" Renee called out from the entrance, where people were pushing past her, trying to leave.
"It was Gren," Street said unnecessarily, a sinking feeling in her heart.
"I know," Renee nodded. "Be glad it wasn't you." She pulled Street around to face her. "This was a really stupid thing you did, Street."
"I know Renee." Street said looking away. "I know, it was stupid, just blame it on hormones." She tried to lighten the mood. "Look, lets just head back to the lair. Gren's long gone by now and we shouldn't go after him when we don't know what's happening."
"The first sensible thing you've said all day." Renee agreed.
Renee and Street turned toward the exit and into and alley where Renee had left the shuttle, neither of them noticing the pair of dark eyes watching them from the shadows.
******
"Are you going to be alright?" Renee asked Street as they entered the lair.
Street nodded and tried to smile. "Sure. I just have to be care of who I'm going to fall for next time, aren't I?" She grinned at Renee. "At least I can be sure he's not going to obsess over me, like Howlyn does about you."
Renee frowned. "How can you be sure?"
"Back at the station he was talking about his mate, how the soldier had killed her. Now that I look back in it, there was anger in his eyes. He holds a grudge against humanity, big time."
Renee nodded and started moving around the lair, while Street worked in her computers, trying to find where Gren was, if he had reached the mothership yet.
"What do you suppose they were doing down there?" Street wondered out loud.
"What do you mean?" Renee asked, somehow knowing she wasn't going to like the answer.
"There were only two of them down there." Street started. "At the other hive there were more."
"A lot more." Renee agreed.
"So why were there only two at this hive?" Street asked. "Maybe they were guarding something."
Renee's eyes widened. "And if they were, and the Atavus didn't have it on him, then as soon as he gets to the mothership, they're going to go get it." She walked over to Street at the computers. "We need to know where Gren is."
Street was frantically typing on her computer. "I've hacked into the mothership's portal log. If they've sent someone to The Flat Planet, we know they'll be going for Gren. Wait! A portal just went to The Flat Planet."
"They obviously heard about the dead girl." Renee surmised. "Come on, we have to get whatever it is before they do. It's probably still at Stonehenge."
"That is, if there's something to get." Street said, as they made their way to the shuttle.
*****
"Gren," Howlyn said, approaching one of his guardians. "Do you have the mapping crystal?"
Gren bent his head in submission. "No, my King. The women took me when I was still in my stasis pod. The crystal had been knocked from its perch, down a hole, when I was fighting the soldier that came to the hive and killed my mate."
Howlyn nodded. "Yes, we found her body. Do you know how the solider could overcome one of my best warriors?"
Gren shook his head, anger coming into his eyes. "Not precisely. From what I could gather, he broke her stasis pod and killed her when she was still partially trapped."
Howlyn made a shriek of disgust. "Humans, that is the only way they would be able to defeat us." He turned away from the window that allowed him to see the earth, and back to Gren. "Do you believe the mapping crystal remains where it fell?"
"Yes, my King. I did not let on to the humans that I had been guarding something." He grinned to himself. "They should be back at their lair, one disappointed I'm not dead, the other sad because I left her."
"So it is true. You used Juliet Street's emotions to free yourself."
Gren nodded in conformation. "As much as it pains me to admit it, I could not have got out of that freezing hell if not for her."
Howlyn gave grin and shriek of approval. "Yes, we all must do what needs to be done in order to continue our own lives. Now we must return to get the mapping crystal."
"We need to take a human with us," Gren started.
"Why?" Howlyn demanded.
"The crystal fell down a very cold hole." Gren explained. "It would be very difficult for one of us to go down there."
"Sandoval!" Howlyn called out. "You will accompany us to the chamber."
"For what reason?" Sandoval questioned.
"Because I require it of you!" Howlyn hiss/shrieked. "Do you know if Miss Palmer was killed in the explosion?"
"Cannot be confirmed. We didn't say around long enough to find out."
"She's alive." Gren confirmed. "She entered that club just as I was leaving."
"She is very skilled at eluding me." Howlyn said to himself.
Gren watched his king, not knowing why he reacted this way to the blonde, who, in his eyes was hard and cold. Now, Street on the other hand was someone he could get used to. Strong in her own right but sweet and.Gren shook himself, he shouldn't be thinking this way. She was human, the same species as the one who killed his mate. But she was different that other humans, even though he had only met few humans since coming out of stasis, he knew that. She brought out something in him that he had not even felt with his mate.
"Gren," Howlyn's voice jerked Gren out of his thoughts. "We must go,"
"Yes, my King." Gren followed Howlyn as they prepared to leave.
******
"Where do you think it could be?" Street asked as her and Renee entered the hive, again.
"Well, it's probably something small enough to fit in your hand."
"What makes you think that Sandoval and Howlyn didn't get it when they came here the first time?" Street asked. "We could be wasting our time here."
"If they had got it the first time around, Sandoval wouldn't have come after us at the research station." Renee answered as she moved around the chamber, flashlight in hand.
"What about down here?" Street called from standing over a hole. "If it had fallen down here the Atavus wouldn't go after it, it's too cold."
"You're right." Renee said. "I'm going down." She started setting up a rope to enable her to go down, she secured one end to a large rock in the centre of the chamber and tied the other end around her waist, and moved towards the hole.
"Make sure you check under the rocks and dirt." Street called down to Renee. "If it's been down there a few hundred years there'd be build up."
"Just the thing I wanted to do." Renee muttered to herself, as she reached the floor of the hole, and started to rifle around in the dirt.
It took her a few minutes, but she eventually found a small green crystal. "Street! I think I've found it. Help me out of here."
Renee felt the rope tighten, and quickly tucked the crystal into her pocket.
"What do you think it is?" Renee asked as she pulled herself out of the hole.
However, the person who answered her was not Street, but Howlyn. "Thankyou, Renee, you saved us a bit of work."
Renee quickly looked for Street, who was being held by Gren, his hand over her mouth and her eyes wide in fear.
Renee tried to back away, and draw her pistol, but Howlyn grabbed her arm, hard enough to stop her from getting away, but not to hurt.
"What is this thing exactly?" Renee asked, figuring she may as well get some answered before.well before whatever was going to happen, happened.
"It's a mapping crystal." Howlyn answered. "Gren and his mate were the guardians. It holds the locations of many other hives.
Renee felt a cold chill down her spine. More hives meant more Atavus, one thing the human race did not need. "Couldn't you remember where you put them?" Renee taunted.
Howlyn hissed at what he knew was a direct dig at him. "As I'm sure you probably know, the earth has moved a bit in three million years."
Street stayed as still as possible, trying to draw a little attention to herself as possible, even though Gren was holding her.
Sandoval and the Atavus had appeared out of nowhere. One minute Street had been alone, the next, someone had grabbed her around the waist and covered her mouth to stop her from calling out to Renee.
Street watched as Howlyn and Renee 'conversed' in their strange way, all the while feeling awkward at being held by Gren. He had removed his hand from her mouth to her shoulder, while his other hand remained around her waist. She didn't know why he felt he had to hold her; it wasn't like she was going anywhere.
But having his arm around her reminded her of their kiss, well kisses actually. The first one at the station and the other at The Flat Planet. When she kissed gin she felt something she had never felt before. But it's probably just because he's an alien, Street thought to herself, a pheromone pumping alien.
Street mentally shook herself out of her thoughts and back to the situation at hand.
It looked like that Renee and Howlyn had finished arguing and seemed to be just glaring at one another, not really knowing the next move.
Howlyn seemed to make up his mind. "Come, we're leaving." He said, pulling Renee along with him. "Gren, you can do what you wish with the girl, but decide now. Kill her or keep her, it's your choice." He dragged a protesting Renee up the ladder they had brought and into the shuttle.
Street stayed quiet as everyone else filed out, until it was just her and Gren. She didn't know what he was going to do, but her mind was telling her that he would probably kill her. She heard the sharp 'shicking' sound as he released his cleaves, and closed her eyes, trying to prepare herself for the pain she knew was to come.
But there was no pain.
Gren actually left her and went to stand over the body of his mate. He knelt down beside her, before running his cleaves over her body, where it began to disintegrate.
Street watched on in amazement. She hadn't known that cleaves could dissolve a body.
Gren turned back to her and grabbed her arm on the way to the ladder. "I've decided to keep you." He stated obnoxiously. "Feel grateful."
For some unknown reason, even knowing it wasn't going to help her, Street started struggling. But that didn't even faze the Atavus guardian, who simply tightened his grip and dragged her up the ladder and into an unknown fate.
END CHAPTER 1
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Chapter 1
After talking with Renee, Street waited for Gren to return. She was filled with mixed emotions, she knew what the Atavus were capable of, Renee had told her that Gren killed Pax. But she had strong feelings for Gren, feelings she thought he returned.
A sharp scream brought Street sharply out of her thoughts. She ran down to the lower level, needing to know what the problem was. Street was brought up short by the sight of a man holding a dead woman. A woman who had cleave marks on her chest.
Street looked around for Gren and caught a brief glance of the black coat they had taken for him, walking out the back entrance.
"Street!" Renee called out from the entrance, where people were pushing past her, trying to leave.
"It was Gren," Street said unnecessarily, a sinking feeling in her heart.
"I know," Renee nodded. "Be glad it wasn't you." She pulled Street around to face her. "This was a really stupid thing you did, Street."
"I know Renee." Street said looking away. "I know, it was stupid, just blame it on hormones." She tried to lighten the mood. "Look, lets just head back to the lair. Gren's long gone by now and we shouldn't go after him when we don't know what's happening."
"The first sensible thing you've said all day." Renee agreed.
Renee and Street turned toward the exit and into and alley where Renee had left the shuttle, neither of them noticing the pair of dark eyes watching them from the shadows.
******
"Are you going to be alright?" Renee asked Street as they entered the lair.
Street nodded and tried to smile. "Sure. I just have to be care of who I'm going to fall for next time, aren't I?" She grinned at Renee. "At least I can be sure he's not going to obsess over me, like Howlyn does about you."
Renee frowned. "How can you be sure?"
"Back at the station he was talking about his mate, how the soldier had killed her. Now that I look back in it, there was anger in his eyes. He holds a grudge against humanity, big time."
Renee nodded and started moving around the lair, while Street worked in her computers, trying to find where Gren was, if he had reached the mothership yet.
"What do you suppose they were doing down there?" Street wondered out loud.
"What do you mean?" Renee asked, somehow knowing she wasn't going to like the answer.
"There were only two of them down there." Street started. "At the other hive there were more."
"A lot more." Renee agreed.
"So why were there only two at this hive?" Street asked. "Maybe they were guarding something."
Renee's eyes widened. "And if they were, and the Atavus didn't have it on him, then as soon as he gets to the mothership, they're going to go get it." She walked over to Street at the computers. "We need to know where Gren is."
Street was frantically typing on her computer. "I've hacked into the mothership's portal log. If they've sent someone to The Flat Planet, we know they'll be going for Gren. Wait! A portal just went to The Flat Planet."
"They obviously heard about the dead girl." Renee surmised. "Come on, we have to get whatever it is before they do. It's probably still at Stonehenge."
"That is, if there's something to get." Street said, as they made their way to the shuttle.
*****
"Gren," Howlyn said, approaching one of his guardians. "Do you have the mapping crystal?"
Gren bent his head in submission. "No, my King. The women took me when I was still in my stasis pod. The crystal had been knocked from its perch, down a hole, when I was fighting the soldier that came to the hive and killed my mate."
Howlyn nodded. "Yes, we found her body. Do you know how the solider could overcome one of my best warriors?"
Gren shook his head, anger coming into his eyes. "Not precisely. From what I could gather, he broke her stasis pod and killed her when she was still partially trapped."
Howlyn made a shriek of disgust. "Humans, that is the only way they would be able to defeat us." He turned away from the window that allowed him to see the earth, and back to Gren. "Do you believe the mapping crystal remains where it fell?"
"Yes, my King. I did not let on to the humans that I had been guarding something." He grinned to himself. "They should be back at their lair, one disappointed I'm not dead, the other sad because I left her."
"So it is true. You used Juliet Street's emotions to free yourself."
Gren nodded in conformation. "As much as it pains me to admit it, I could not have got out of that freezing hell if not for her."
Howlyn gave grin and shriek of approval. "Yes, we all must do what needs to be done in order to continue our own lives. Now we must return to get the mapping crystal."
"We need to take a human with us," Gren started.
"Why?" Howlyn demanded.
"The crystal fell down a very cold hole." Gren explained. "It would be very difficult for one of us to go down there."
"Sandoval!" Howlyn called out. "You will accompany us to the chamber."
"For what reason?" Sandoval questioned.
"Because I require it of you!" Howlyn hiss/shrieked. "Do you know if Miss Palmer was killed in the explosion?"
"Cannot be confirmed. We didn't say around long enough to find out."
"She's alive." Gren confirmed. "She entered that club just as I was leaving."
"She is very skilled at eluding me." Howlyn said to himself.
Gren watched his king, not knowing why he reacted this way to the blonde, who, in his eyes was hard and cold. Now, Street on the other hand was someone he could get used to. Strong in her own right but sweet and.Gren shook himself, he shouldn't be thinking this way. She was human, the same species as the one who killed his mate. But she was different that other humans, even though he had only met few humans since coming out of stasis, he knew that. She brought out something in him that he had not even felt with his mate.
"Gren," Howlyn's voice jerked Gren out of his thoughts. "We must go,"
"Yes, my King." Gren followed Howlyn as they prepared to leave.
******
"Where do you think it could be?" Street asked as her and Renee entered the hive, again.
"Well, it's probably something small enough to fit in your hand."
"What makes you think that Sandoval and Howlyn didn't get it when they came here the first time?" Street asked. "We could be wasting our time here."
"If they had got it the first time around, Sandoval wouldn't have come after us at the research station." Renee answered as she moved around the chamber, flashlight in hand.
"What about down here?" Street called from standing over a hole. "If it had fallen down here the Atavus wouldn't go after it, it's too cold."
"You're right." Renee said. "I'm going down." She started setting up a rope to enable her to go down, she secured one end to a large rock in the centre of the chamber and tied the other end around her waist, and moved towards the hole.
"Make sure you check under the rocks and dirt." Street called down to Renee. "If it's been down there a few hundred years there'd be build up."
"Just the thing I wanted to do." Renee muttered to herself, as she reached the floor of the hole, and started to rifle around in the dirt.
It took her a few minutes, but she eventually found a small green crystal. "Street! I think I've found it. Help me out of here."
Renee felt the rope tighten, and quickly tucked the crystal into her pocket.
"What do you think it is?" Renee asked as she pulled herself out of the hole.
However, the person who answered her was not Street, but Howlyn. "Thankyou, Renee, you saved us a bit of work."
Renee quickly looked for Street, who was being held by Gren, his hand over her mouth and her eyes wide in fear.
Renee tried to back away, and draw her pistol, but Howlyn grabbed her arm, hard enough to stop her from getting away, but not to hurt.
"What is this thing exactly?" Renee asked, figuring she may as well get some answered before.well before whatever was going to happen, happened.
"It's a mapping crystal." Howlyn answered. "Gren and his mate were the guardians. It holds the locations of many other hives.
Renee felt a cold chill down her spine. More hives meant more Atavus, one thing the human race did not need. "Couldn't you remember where you put them?" Renee taunted.
Howlyn hissed at what he knew was a direct dig at him. "As I'm sure you probably know, the earth has moved a bit in three million years."
Street stayed as still as possible, trying to draw a little attention to herself as possible, even though Gren was holding her.
Sandoval and the Atavus had appeared out of nowhere. One minute Street had been alone, the next, someone had grabbed her around the waist and covered her mouth to stop her from calling out to Renee.
Street watched as Howlyn and Renee 'conversed' in their strange way, all the while feeling awkward at being held by Gren. He had removed his hand from her mouth to her shoulder, while his other hand remained around her waist. She didn't know why he felt he had to hold her; it wasn't like she was going anywhere.
But having his arm around her reminded her of their kiss, well kisses actually. The first one at the station and the other at The Flat Planet. When she kissed gin she felt something she had never felt before. But it's probably just because he's an alien, Street thought to herself, a pheromone pumping alien.
Street mentally shook herself out of her thoughts and back to the situation at hand.
It looked like that Renee and Howlyn had finished arguing and seemed to be just glaring at one another, not really knowing the next move.
Howlyn seemed to make up his mind. "Come, we're leaving." He said, pulling Renee along with him. "Gren, you can do what you wish with the girl, but decide now. Kill her or keep her, it's your choice." He dragged a protesting Renee up the ladder they had brought and into the shuttle.
Street stayed quiet as everyone else filed out, until it was just her and Gren. She didn't know what he was going to do, but her mind was telling her that he would probably kill her. She heard the sharp 'shicking' sound as he released his cleaves, and closed her eyes, trying to prepare herself for the pain she knew was to come.
But there was no pain.
Gren actually left her and went to stand over the body of his mate. He knelt down beside her, before running his cleaves over her body, where it began to disintegrate.
Street watched on in amazement. She hadn't known that cleaves could dissolve a body.
Gren turned back to her and grabbed her arm on the way to the ladder. "I've decided to keep you." He stated obnoxiously. "Feel grateful."
For some unknown reason, even knowing it wasn't going to help her, Street started struggling. But that didn't even faze the Atavus guardian, who simply tightened his grip and dragged her up the ladder and into an unknown fate.
END CHAPTER 1
Please reply this is my first EFC fic. All reviews would be grateful.