Author's Notes: Change of plans, I broke this down into two parts.
Prepare for a long chapter that starts off with sex. This first chapter is long, but the next are very, very short compared to this one.
My inspiration for this story came from the movie 300 (it doesn't take place during or after the movie).
AND NOW, I finally have some artwork to show what my characters look like. Please visit my profile to check out the various links. I'm aiming to have at least one drawing per chapter. Currently, I have two drawings from this chapter and a Bio Sheet made up of my main character, Tigris Daimonas.
I'm also pushing to have chapter three, or (it might be) chapter four, up by Halloween since it corrilates with Halloween
Enjoy everyone, and let me know what you think about this one!!!!
Blackdawn
Chapter One
The Demon - Part One
Tigris sat at the round, metallic table. It's center hollow with an opening directed toward the single door that led out into the hallway.
He was occupied by his son, Bakuub – of the Zaz'au'ke clan, who sat to his right. Setg'-in and Pyode'Ki its-pa, who sat on the table directly across from them. And, Thwei'Nihkou'te, Thwei Leitjin-de Clan's Leader and top huntress, who sat to his far right directly in the center at the end.
Tigris looked down to his old, scarred hands. They were more ooman looking than a yautja's hand that was thick and leathery. His were thin and rough, just like a ooman. Then again, it was to be expected with being a hybrid. Only half yautja, as well as half ooman. Half human.
His full name to the oomans was Tigris Daimonas. The Greek language, Koine, for: Tiger Demon. The Tiger standing for the many black stripes wrapping around his body and of the fact his skin color was of orange. The Demon representing his mysterious, and dead, Father who raped his Mother. He, even believed by the oomans to be more of a demon at the time of his birth when the mere life of him brought death to his Mother.
She, dying when giving birth to him.
"Four!" Announced Setg'-in.
"Five." Thwei'Nihkou'te retaliated in a calm snap.
"Why five?"
"Because," Thwei'Nihkou'te answered, "Your offspring will be of a sturdy stock. I do not come cheap with such rarities." Then, Thwei'Nihkou'te, turned to Bakuub. "Bakuub," she said firmly, "stand and step into the center."
Bakuub said nothing and stood from his chair in a second and made his way around the table and into it's center. Once there, he faced Thwei'Nihkou'te, standing firmly and still. Knowing that he was called forth to be examined.
His body riddled with various scars and rippling with pure muscle, even when not flexing, that rested on an unusual large and bulky, square body frame. And though holding ninety percent of the yautja features, he still held no birth marks or soft spikes that ran along the body and had pale orange flesh. Even paler then Tigris's.
When shining in the light, Tigris's skin would glow with orange, but Bakuub's skin became even more paler and turned to the ooman skin color.
Tigris always mentally thanked the gods that the yautja could not see color in accordance to the color spectrum. For he knew, that if they could see any sort of color the way he did. Though he only saw in various colors of black, white and gray. That Bakuub would be shunned for having a skin color that differed from theirs, especially a skin color that resemble the oomans.
"Setg'-in, you may examine him if you wish."
Setg'-in slowly stood from her spot at the table and made her to the center.
Once standing in front of Bakuub, she began her examination. First; running the bottom parts of her fingers along his bowl-shaped head, feeling for any out of place bumps. There were non to be found. Then she moved down to his mandibles, feeling if they were perfectly shaped.
"Open you mandibles." She ordered.
Bakuub did not hesitate nor questioned her. He did as he was told.
She looked into and felt his inner teeth, making sure they were all there and of yautja origin. All were accounted for and of the yautja origin. And after that, her hand trailed down his thick neck and stopped at his broad shoulders. Her hand running along the grooves of his muscles there, then applied pressure by the squeeze of her hand, looking to see if he would yelp or wince of pain from poor muscle or bone structure. He did not make a sound and stood still as a rock.
Now she took a step back and looked him up and down then stared into his eyes. A coldness carried in yellow eyes. "Remove your loin cloth."
Bakuub's stance broke. Wavering slightly as his eyes widened slightly from shock. His mandibles opening a little.
"Did you hear me?" She said. "Are you deaf?"
Bakuub looked to his Father for confirmation on this one. He had never been asked to remove his loin cloth before.
His Father replied with a slight nod.
Nervous, Bakuub removed his loin cloth and held it in his hand by his side.
Setg'-in stepped in closer then before and grasped him harshly.
The suddenness and pain of it caused him to jump and flinch. He turned his head away so as to not look at her out of embarrassment. Flinching again when her grip tightened and talons scraped his tender flesh down there. He was completely in her hands.
Gasping then arching his back forward suddenly and growled. His growl was of pleasure.
She released him then stepped back, revealing to everyone his arousal.
Embarrassed and ashamed that everyone seen him like this, it caused him to tilt his head to his Father, eyes closed and dread locks hanging from his shoulder.
"Setg'-in!" Said Thwei'Nihkou'te in a type of scold. "Why did you do that?"
"I just wanted to see him in his arousal state." Looking him up and down. "And an impressive specimen he is."
Bakuub's right arm tensed, his hand became a fist, mandibles clenched and eyes stayed shut as a harsh growl rumbled from deep within his throat. "Look," Snapping his head to her flinging spittle. "I'm not here for you entertainment!"
Setg'-in's reply to his outburst was a swift backhand to the side of his face. "You dare speak to me in such a manner?" Her words questioned.
Bakuub's only defense was through Thwei'Nihkou'te, who only spoke. "Bakuub is here only for you to examine him. Not for this."
Setg'-in turned to her. "And if I am to have R'jet's seed brought into my clan's bloodline I want to make sure that my offspring will be able to reproduce efficiently."
With that said, Thwei'Nihkou'te not saying anything afterwards, she turned back to Bakuub and began finishing what she started.
It was some minutes later. Sounds of pleasurable purrs and growls could be heard from Bakuub as he held onto Setg'-in's shoulders. His body held close to hers and waist was in soft thrusting motions.
Having seen enough, Tigris shot froth from his seat. "Enough!" he yelled.
Setg'-in stepped back and looked to him. Surprised.
"You are her to discuss about me. Not how well my son can reproduce. He has healthy children of his own, so it is apparent that he is a successful sire."
Her eyes narrowed and mandibles opened in anger. "Both you and you son speak against my actions?" She questioned.
Red eyes glowing bright with rage. His brow furrowed and stance stayed firm. Not the least threatened despite her immense size when compared to him. "You forget, Setg'-in, we are not aseigans."
"Maybe not here, but where I come from . . ."
"Enough of this, Setg'-in!" Thwei'Nihkou'te roared suddenly, shooting out of her seat, her voice, face and stance written with anger. "If you will not respect my breeder and his offspring then you have no business here."
"What?" Questioned she. "Is it so wrong that I check for flaws? I come from a mighty, and well known, bloodline. And I do not wish it to be faulted by inadequate offspring."
"I understand your concerns, but rest assured, the offspring and their offspring are healthy and strong. And this is all natural, there has been no tampering with their DNA."
After having said that, their was the sound of hydraulics followed by a door sliding.
Setg'-in's attention snapped to behind her and turned around to face the sound.
"Kainde'Dt, Kwei'Thwei," Thwei'Nihkou'te said with enlightenment, "come in."
Setg'-in instantly stepped back in surprise and shock as her eyes became fixated on the two giant yautja standing beyond the doorway.
Both females were only a nok taller than the doorway and had to step in one by one. First lowering their heads, turned their shoulders at an angle and slipped in.
Both stood at attention once reaching inside.
Setg'-in's head came to their collar bones, and who's once large size was now dwarfed by their massiveness.
Both were young. Having just reached their adult hood a short time ago.
"I hope we're not late Grandmother." The one wearing the least amount of armor said, and was standing slightly in front of the other. "Our hunt was successful, but still held it's flaws." And turned slightly around where her gaze met the others.
The other growled angrily and shoved harshly at the other's shoulder.
Now apparent that the two were sisters by their same physical features and how they acted toward each other.
"Kwei'Thwei." Scolded Thwei'Nihkou'te softly. "Enough of that, we have guests."
Both looked to Thwei'Nihkou'te.
"Setg'-in, these are my Granddaughters: Kainde'Dt and Kwei'Thwei. They are sired by: R'jet."
Setg'-in looked to Tigris. The smallest, tiniest person in the room. "This is true?"
He nodded.
She turned to Thwei'Nihkou'te. "A dozen Plasma Cannons, four of my finest aseigans and the diagram of my family's newest armor design."
"Why so much to trade?"
"Because, I wish to use him for myself."
"Very well, it is a deal. Out of fairness, I will receive your dozen Plasma Cannons and two of your aseigans. After the both of you have been successfully seeded, R'jet will be sent back and I will receive the rest of your payment."
Setg'-in nodded. 'It's a deal." Then began turning around, headed toward the door. Pyode'Ki its-pa also standing from her seat to exit as well.
"One more thing, Setg'-in" Thwei'Nihkou'te said.
She turned around. Pyode'Ki its-pa stopped and looked as well.
"As insurance, I will send Kainde'Dt and Kwei'Thwei with, R'jet. And they will return here with him after he is finished. If he comes back damaged I will expect another sort of payment, one greater, and you will be held accountable for this. He also bites during mating. If you do not wish this, then gag him. And he has 'other' methods of mating. They are pleasurable, but can be quite disturbing to those who are not experienced. Do you understand everything I have just said?"
Setg'-in nodded. "Yes. And I have your payment with me."
"Good. This means you can take him as soon as you are ready."
Setg'-in and Pyode'Ki its-pa left the room. Then was followed by Thwei'Nihkou'te, Kainde'Dt and Kwei'Thwei who left the door open and Tigris alone with his disturbed son.
Tigris walked around the table and to his still aroused, disturbed son where he placed a hand on his shoulder.
Head and tresses hanging low, Bakuub growled in anger. "Do not touch me, Father."
"Son, you are not use to this." Tigris's voice tried soothing.
"But I still wanted her to finish."
"You may have, but your mind would clash with instincts and feelings afterwards. Believe me, I know. This may look fun and easy to you and the other males, but it is not. As a breeder, I am not entitled as a father like you are familiar with. My job is to merely plant my seed and leave. I barely know my own children. If it wasn't for the Breeding Archives, I could mate with my own daughters and not even know it."
Bakuub's chest rose as he sighed deeply, "I know Father. Because of my Mother dying during my birth, you were given the opportunity to raise one of your own children."
Tigris smiled slightly. "Let it go, son."
Closing his eyes, his shoulders slouched from his heavy burden. "As you wish, Father."
Then, Bakuub began applying his loin cloth.
"Father," said Kainde'Dt who had stepped back into the room. "Setg'-in, is waiting."
Tigris looked and nodded to his daughter. "I am on my way."
Turning back to his son. "I will be back shortly my son." Then gave an assuring pat on his son's shoulder before turning around and walking out of the room, escorted by his daughter.
What Setg'-in had neglected to inform Thwei'Nihkou'te was that this would be her daughter's first mating.
Tigris finding this out himself when he was stripped down and ready to mate. And he, being use to mating with experienced females. Meaning he was use to being rough. Was inexperienced himself with the inexperienced.
But told to start by Setg'-in, he proceeded.
It was when he flipped her daughter onto her stomach did something happen.
Close to climaxing. He lost himself in the moment and got rough with her. First clawing at her hips then repeatedly biting at her back.
She reacted on basic instincts when being attacked. Throwing her arm back and smashing her elbow onto his nose.
He reacted first in a painful roar then pulled himself out and back covering his blood-gushing nose.
Setg'-in's daughter apparently wasn't through when she rolled around and kicked him. Three sharp talons of her foot running down the lower half of his stomach, grazing parts of his stomach, shaft and ended on his thigh.
He required medical attention and healing for a month after that. Then another two months of peace and quite for the mental trauma he had suffered. Given his two months of recuperation because he had refused to mate with any female.
Tigris opened his eyes when he heard his door opening and rolled from his position in front of the wall to facing the door.
There, Thwei'Dtou-di, one of Thwei'Nihkou'te's youngest sisters was closing the door behind her from the inside of his room.
Surprised with her being in his room, he sat up. "Thwei'Dtou-di, what are you doing here?" The fur blanket falling, draping across his legs showing he was naked underneath.
Thwei'Dtou-di said nothing. She only turned around, made her way across the room, meanwhile removing her top holster exposing her breasts and was at his bed in a few strides.
Now she removed her bottom piece, climbed onto his bed and on top of him, wrapped her hands around his neck and lowered her head where her mandibles touched parts of his lips.
The sexual gesture made him gasp and squirm with pleasure. Then a scent filled his senses and tapped on his brain that stirred and set his loins into action.
It wasn't the scent setting off his body but his brain. It was his brain that was setting off everything in him. Telling him she was in heat and ripe for the picking.
So he lied down. She following him.
His lips grazed the skin of her mandibles as his tongue danced and caressed her. She liked it when he did that.
Even though he wasn't allowed to reproduce with Thwei'Dtou-di or any of her sisters, he still had is sexual pleasures with them.
Though they reproduced with other males, they sought him out for their own sexual needs being they liked how he treated them. How he could give them a sexual burst that no yautja male could ever accomplish.
Thwei'Dtou-di, knowing that he was ready for her, she lifted herself, removing the blanket from beneath her then slid him in.
Tigris closed his eyes and hissed of the pleasant feeling. Placing his hands on her hips and began moving.
Leaning down, placing her body over his.
He was so small compared to her that his face stayed nestle between her breasts. Because of this, he used his mouth and tongue to play and caress her milk glands. Knowing that she liked it when she placed her hand behind his head keeping him there. Playing with breasts.
This was one of the things he did that no yautja male could do. All because he had a mouth and tongue.
Some minutes went by Tigris called out. "OK. Thwei'Dtou-di, I am near." He knew when to inform her. Despite his instincts and hands that were wanting her to stay exactly where she was at.
Closing his eyes and bared his teeth in a growl as Thwei'Dtou-di lifted herself off of him.
Another minute later he roared loudly as he climaxed.
Hot and sweaty now. His heart fluttering as his thin chest rose up and down.
Thwei'Dtou-di spoke in a hiss. "You are not through yet, R'jet." Then grabbed him by the wrist, pulled him up and turned her back to him.
She on her knees, her back straight.
Knowing what she was wanting, he groaned slightly as his old muscles stretched. Ankles popping, he squatted behind her then slowly, slid in.
This was something that only she liked. And why they shared a special connection.
Hugging his body to hers, he placed his left hand on her thigh and right hand around and between her legs for the added pleasure. Careful to not scratch or cut her.
He began rocking back and forth on his ankles.
It did hurt his ankles sometimes when he did this. But the sexual feeling he got out of it was greater.
She liked it hard and fast, so that's what he did every time. But when he felt her tighten. Knowing she was close to her climax. He stopped momentarily and listened.
He listened as she, Thwei'Dtou-di, roared a tremendous howl of ecstacy.
And not wanting him to stop, she reached her arms around and behind him. Placing her large hands on his small, boney back and began the ever so pleasing motion for herself.
This is what he couldn't get enough of. The down right sheer pleasure of sex. He couldn't see his life without it.
Hugging his body to hers as his tough fingernails drove into the tough exterior of her hide. He couldn't even cause her to bleed.
A painful wheeze suddenly escape him as his lungs seemed to tighten causing him to flinch and grit his teeth.
It was difficult now for his body to preform such long and strenuous activities. He could go once, but a second time always pushed the limits of his old body. Just like it was now.
The pain and tightening pain in his lungs seemed to move up and into his chest. It focused above his heart. But he ignore the pains. Momentarily pushing them to the side so he could finish.
He had never stopped in the middle of a mating due to body failures, and he wasn't going to start now.
Shutting his eyes now, trying to keep himself focused on Thwei'Dtou-di. Even trying not to wheeze loudly, knowing that the noise would attract her attention and would cause her to stop.
Tigris could feel her body shudder, could feel her tighten around him of the orgasm. There was even the confirmation of her howling loudly.
There was his own orgasm that followed, but instead of howling. He wheezed. The pains that followed was greater than before that caused him to fall limply onto her sweaty back.
"R'jet?" Her voice called out in question and concern. Moving from her position on the bed to floor, standing up and turning around.
Tigris had a hand placed over his heart while his other was on the bed, trying to keep his body upright, but was failing.
Another wheeze escaped him. He tried inhaling but couldn't. His chest was locked in place. His lungs quickly began burning, aching for air. His eyes were wide, filled with shock, but he couldn't focus on the concerned Thwei'Dtou-di standing right in front of him.
"Stay here, R'jet." Her voice demanding but still held compassion to it. "I will get help." Then she jumped from her spot at the bed and to the door then bolted out and into the hallway.
Suddenly, Tigris had an idea.
Letting his body fall from the spot on his bed and to the floor where his shoulder contacted the floor harshly and jarred his body which somehow seemed to open his chest to inhale again. He didn't know how he knew to do that, but it was his gut feeling, and it was something he listened to quite often. His gut is what kept him alive most of life. And yet again, it had proven itself once again.
He laid there for some moments, breathing in deeply, savoring the air. But it did nothing to his still aching heart.
His body temperature had somehow spiked from his spot on the bed to when he fell on the floor. He felt just like when he temperature rose while mating, only instead of cooling by staying out from under the blankets, there were blankets wrapped around him instead.
The sweat from his brow stinging his eyes causing low visibility. He was somehow able to make it to his feet, but when he moved, he stumbled. Looking like a drunk. He was light-headed, feeling like he was in the clouds.
Hand still over his pulling heart, he took four steps forward. Heading to the water faucet located within his room, hoping that the cool water might be able to help him. But on the fourth step, his completely lost his balance and fell sideways.
He could only watch helplessly as he fell. Unable to help himself. Hearing a loud clatter of noise as the side of body hit something which caused him great pain. Something sharp had hit his right temple, turning his vision white and spinning. And when he finally hit the floor, the inside of his skull rang.
Not knowing he had been knocked unconscious until a noise awoken him followed by something touching his shoulder. It was then when his eyes opened and focused, but quickly finding out he couldn't control any of his body extremities. Only able to lie there and watch the many feet walk by him as he still laid on his side. He finally noticed a pair of knees beside him, barely out of his range of view. That's when he realized Thwei'Dtou-di was beside him, and talking to him.
"R'jet," she said with worry, "Can you hear me?"
"Thwei . . ." Was the only thing he could say before his body was over ran with weakness.
"Flip him over." Thwei'Nihkou'te ordered. "Carefully." She said afterwards.
Someone had gripped the sides of his head while others grabbed his arms and legs, and together, they moved him as one onto his back.
He felt better once lying on his back, there wasn't as much pressure on his chest. His heart even felt better, but there was still pain. Lingering pain that made him wheeze slightly with each breath. Even his body temperature had dropped, but was still hot.
Eyelids heavy. Hands touching his aching and hurting body. He looked to Thwei'Dtou-di, seeing the concerned look in her eyes. And she looked back to him. It was then that he slipped away into a world of blackness.
Languages --
Just some stuff you might like to know.
There are two versions of Greek language (from what I could research): Modern and Ancient. The translation of Tigris Daimonas (as well as other future names) is modern Greek. But the, Koine, language dates back to 6th Century A.D.
Thanks go out to my wonderful, living dictionary, Golden Wind. Whom of which can be found here, on this site. It was she who provided me with the Koine info.
The Yautja language are words that I derived from full words and torn apart two separate words then placed two together as one. Below is the translation of all the words in the yautja dictionary that is found in this story. About each chapter there are new words added:
Aseigan: Servant
Bakuub: Straight Spear
R'jet: Animal
S'pke: Type of Fruit Stew
Mesh'in'ga: The Battle Dream Time
Thwei'Dtou-di: Blood Knife
Thwei'Kantra: Blood Prayer
Thwei'Nihkou'te: Blood Tusk
Kwei'Thwei: Crazy Blood
Kainde'Dt: Hard Tree
Pyode'Ki its-pa: Soft Spear
Setg'-in: Quick and Deadly
Thwei Leitjin-de: Blood God
Zaz'au'ke: Centered Rock
Ooman: Human
Kainde Amedha: Hard Meat (Alien/Xenomorph)
Pyode Kalei: Soft Maker
Nok: Measurement (About a foot)
Arbitrator: Yautja Police