Yautja language
Thoughts or passed events
WRITTEN WORDS.
I do not own predator, AVP or anything else. Nor do I receive money for this.
Chapter 1 :
North East of United States, 2019.
'' Do not move, child.''
The panic in my father's voice was putting me on edge. Only seconds ago, we were relaxing in the large field behind our house, waiting for the sun to set.
I was very young; I did not know what was going on.
He was so tall and strong, what could frighten him so much? Weren't we safe in our lands as He told me we were? Dad seemed to be listening for something, his head slowly going from right to left.
Then he paled and swiftly took me in his arms, walking us toward the forest surrounding the field and the long, golden grass.
'' Lyna, I want you to listen to me; it's important. ''
I quickly nodded.
'' You will stay here and hide, okay? For as long as it takes them to leave. You will remain hidden, NO MATTER what! Understood? '' He ordered me.
My father indicated the bush where I should be dissimulated. His sudden behavior was making me nervous… He hugged me tightly to him and told me that he loved me before jogging back to the middle of the meadow.
That's when I saw it; shimmers in the air…all around him. That's also when I really understood. My father has been way faster than me to perceive THEM. The monsters. The things that had reduced our species to crawl before them for the last 4 years.
One appeared out of the blue, followed by his colleagues. They were…huge. Each one of them at least one foot over my father… and he was a big man. Worry tore at my inside: were they going to hurt my dad? Or just interrogate him? Talk?
But then…. The reddish one back handed him, sending my father to the ground. He hadn't even tried to dodge…nor was he fighting back. Two monsters seized him by the arms and my poor dad received another hit to the face. The red one looked like he was speaking to him, but my father was quiet…And his silence seemed to anger the beast. It continued for some time… then I noticed one of them coming toward my dad with what looked like a long stick. I knew it was one of their weapons. They were going to hurt him badly this time.
I couldn't take it anymore and my 6 years old self began to run toward the group. They appeared surprised to see me, one even jumped as I threw myself in my father's chest, hugging his neck with all my might.
Being closer, I could now hear them; they were trilling, clicking and growling. Beasts. Monsters. They were not humans. I hid my face in the crook of his neck even though my dad could not hold me back as his arms were still in the grasp of his captors.
'' I told you to stay hidden, Lyna….''
He was not scolding me; his tone was sad, resigned. These words had been whispered. I didn't know why.
I heard one of them coming toward us and I turned abruptly to face the stranger: ''Don't touch my daddy! '' I growled, trying to be threatening.
Their shoulders began to jump rapidly; they were laughing at me. They trilled and clicked for a few seconds, then what I assumed to be their leader made a quick movement with his hand. Rapidly, I was grabbed by the waist by one of them; he was all black and very tall. I struggled, bucked and tried to bite, but he was cradling me tightly to his chest. Only the top of my head was poking over his shoulder. He started to walk away and most of the group followed him
As soon as I was taken by the black one, my dad began to fight and roar; I had never seen him in this state.
'' LYNA! DON'T FUCKING TOUCH MY DAUGHTER! RELEASE HER! SHE HAS DONE NOTHING! '' He yelled.
'' DAD! '' I panicked.
'' LYNA! DON'T TAKE HER!''
He was thrashing wildly now. The monster on his right made a sharp move on his arm and my father let out a pained shout.
I whimpered pitifully, unable to do anything. Then, my blood ran cold; the red one was walking slowly toward him, releasing the wicked blades at his wrist. I attempted to free myself again, redoubling my efforts. My captor tightened his arms around me; I could barely breathe now.
'' My dad….'' I softly said.
Everything went into slow motion after that. Each step their leader took seemed to shake my world, every sound around me turned silent… Even the clinking of rings in my captor's thick hair.
I realized they were not going to let my father go. My dad was going to die. The red one was going to kill him. So slowly, ever so slowly to my eyes, I saw the long blades being raised in the air. I saw the reflection of the setting sun in the shiny weapon. Worst of all, I saw these blades descending toward my father's neck… and go through it like butter. My pale, icy blue eyes widened.
I screamed, a tearing little roar: '' DDAAAADDDD!''
Tears were now freely running down my cheeks and I began to sob, incapable to take my eyes elsewhere but the terrible scene in front of me. The black monster holding me shifted his grip so my face was now pressed to his chest. But it was too late.
I had seen them decapitate my father.
I was too shocked to register what was going on around me, but next thing I knew, we were climbing in their spaceship. They all separated and my captor brought me to an empty room all of metal. He released me: I went as far as I could go from him and sat on the floor hugging my knees, still crying.
The beast looked confused about what to do with me; He took a step in my direction then stopped, paced a bit and left, the metal door closing behind him.
I've been alone for a long time after that. Sometimes, I could hear or see one of them outside the door; probably observing me. I think it was at least a full day before the black monster brought me something to eat and a bucket to release my natural needs.
He arrived with some kind of raw meat and… a fruit, maybe. I didn't know what it was. He crouched beside me and put it in my face; I turned my head and moved away from him. The monster tried again and he received the same reaction; he growled, annoyed.
My captor deposed the food beside my feet, rose and left without a word.
Two days later, the ship stopped; our journey was coming to an end. My jailer, who had not come once after his failed attempt to feed me, arrived, took my arm in an iron grip and made me follow him. I didn't care. I could not fight him anyway; I was starving and tired. I just wanted this to end and sleep for a long, long time.
When the beast realized I was not going to give him difficulties, his hold on my biceps lessened.
We walked through the vessel and then we reached what appeared to be a smaller ship. Us and a few others entered it and as soon as we were installed, it started moving. I was unaware of where we were going and what was to become of me. I could not think properly; I was scared and my dad was dead. I was alone.
The other monsters were looking at me, curious. I shifted closer to my captor, he being the one I ''knew'' the most. He growled something in their language and all their gazes were removed from my little person.
Afterward, maybe 15 minutes later, I felt the machine landing and I knew my life was about to change drastically. I was grabbed and walked through his world. Their world. To me, it looked like a city; like one might I've looked back on Earth a century ago... Only with advanced technologies here and there. There were kiosks, people of different species, animals of all kinds….and that, just in the streets. Their houses were all made of rock and stones, in various shades of brown and grey and all very big.
Many were watching us, some were even following; children mostly. What surprised me above all, at the time, was the number of humans here. I watched them closely; they were lightly dressed…bikini like clothing, probably made of animal skins. Some were in chains, some didn't. They were all accompanied by a monster and…they were all wearing a form of collar around their necks.
Immediately, this fact put me on edge. Pets and animals wore collars; not humans.
We traveled the streets, going left and right, never halting. I was exhausted, my feet were barely obeying me anymore. And the heat…. It was a lot more humid and warmer than on Earth.
The black monster turned to face me, clicked and growled something in his tongue then shook his huge head before taking me in his arms. Being held by him was not making me particularly content, but it was better than walking by myself.
Lulled by his steps, I almost fell asleep, but fought the temptation; I needed to stay aware of my surrounding.
Finally, we arrived to his…whatever he called his house; it was huge. It was located in the outskirt of the town, but still near enough, it was practically a mansion. He was not even on the porch that the door opened.
A weird humanoid appeared; it had a pale green skin, long pointed ears, small horns on its forehead, its head was covered by long orange was obviously female with her breast and soft traits. She was all smiles until she saw me; then astonishment quickly replaced it.
And all of sudden, words and words in my captor's language began to pour out of her mouth like a waterfall. She extended her arms toward me and the black alien conceded me willingly.
Immediately, this stranger began to gently pet my hair from front to back and I felt safe in her arms. She was not going to harm me.
The huge beast in front of us was bowing his head under her words; she seemed to be scolding him about something. She turned and went inside, still speaking, my captor on her heels.
The house was impressive; the ceiling was high, everything was clean and spacious, all the furniture was wide and covered with pelts. Furs of animals I had never seen or knew about.
Our little troop strolled through the mansion until we reached a dining room. There was an immense table with benches on the sides and two big chairs at each end. The lady sat on the bench with me in her lap and made me look at her before speaking, this time, to me.
She was using a human tongue, I knew, but I could not understand. She tried again, in English this time:
'' Can you understand me? '' She asked in a soft voice.
I nodded.
The female beamed and smiled, said a few words to the tall alien standing beside us and returned to me.
'' I'm called Uria. Are you okay? Are you wounded somewhere? ''
I shook my head, indicating that I had no injuries.
Uria took my face in her hands, raising my chin and began inspecting me herself. She started to scold Big black again, pointing at me. The female entwined her fingers in my hair and slowly pulled them from my face, doing the action a few times.
'' What is your name? ''
I did not answer. I was tired and afraid.
'' You don't want to talk to me? '' She said using a maternal tone while hugging me tighter.
I shook my head again and buried my face in the crook of her neck.
Uria breathed deeply then spoke to the beast again; I could feel it, the matter was serious this time.
They talked for a minute and they went completely silent. The alien female rose with me and we all moved to the second floor and we stopped in front of a door.
What was behind this door? My cell? A torture chamber or something like that… Another human perhaps?
My captor knocked a few times. No answer. He did it again, but this time he spoke as well. There was a soft growl coming from the other side; I had barely heard it. Big black said something and Uria deposed me to the floor and left.
The tall alien opened the door and gently pushed me in. I looked around; it was obviously a bedroom. The room was maybe trice the size my own bedroom back on Earth. There was a bed and a few shelves, all filled with books.
And a child. One of them and maybe not a child either; more like a preteen. His thick hair was just reaching his shoulders and he was shorter than my captor. Probably around 5,9 or 5,10 and a lot paler too. His coloring was a pale grayish blue and he was covered in darker stripes and spots… He was sitting on the window edge, looking outside with a dejected air. Even I, a young kid who knew nothing about this race, could see that something was wrong with this boy.
I had seen children of their species before; even young they were muscular and broad shouldered. This one, he was….well, he was thin. Like really thin for one of them. Borderline unhealthy.
After a few seconds, He decided to grace us with his gaze; his eyes…they were dull. Empty. But all of sudden, He appeared to see me and there was some light back into them.
The boy started to speak with Big black; they both chattered and the younger one rose abruptly, going straight to one of his shelves. He took some paper and a pen. Well, I thought it was a pen. He then came toward me and did a brief inspection around my person. Surprisingly, he sat on the floor in front of me and started to write on the paper, before presenting me the sheet. He was lucky my dad had taught me how to read and write last year.
I looked at the paper: - HELLO
Okay….
I took the offered pen: - HI.
He seemed excited, all the while we were observed by Big black.
WHAT YOU NAME?
Hum. His writing was about as good as mine. Very child-like and basic.
LYNA. YOU?
He read then tried to pronounce my name. '' Le-ly-…lyna.''
I nodded and pointed him. He tapped his chest: '' Ari'dan.''
it was then my turn to try to pronounce his name. '' Harrydan? ''
He repeated and I tried again: '' Aree. Dan.''
Ari'dan trilled and nodded.
HOW YEARS DO YOU HAVE?
I guessed he was asking me how old I was.
SIX.
His eyes widened and Ari'dan looked like he just got something.
YOU A BABY.
She frowned.
IM NOT A BABY.
She saw him chuckle and realized her captor was gone. Lyna yawned; the weight of her journey well upon her. Ari'dan probably knew the human gesture because he immediately wrote:
YOU WANT SLEEP?
The young girl nodded and rose, copying him. The boy went to his bed, puffed the pillows and pulled on the furs there, before coming back to her.
YOU CAN SLEEP MY BED. CAN ME SLEEP WITH YOU?
She didn't mind; Lyna was too exhausted to care and the bed was rather large. It was a bit high so Ari'dan helped her climb into it and followed. As soon as her head touched the mat, she was gone.
