Chapter 2
Ok so here's Chap 2... sorry it is so short I PROMISE I will make the next ones longer.
Enjoy.
Mar'us woke to the smell of cooking food, soft clings of cutlery and low talking voices. Karn and the Ooman girl... Shara Kelly.
Quietly he dressed in his armour and moved to the hallway, staying in the shadows while listening.
"So Jha'kle left you rights to live here?" Karn asked.
"As long as I kept the house liveable and tidy, yes and really, it's not as hard as I thought it would be to keep this place looking like a home." Shara answered. "The only change I made was adding the Trophies Jha'kle had earned to his room, other than that, nothing has changed here."
"Mar'us will be happy, he's never had the time or chance to fix the damages, so you've saved him a task." Karn said. "And you cook one amazing breakfast, Shara."
"Thanks, Nagara and Lil'th taught me how your kind cooks and I have a few recipes of my own from earth." Shara smiled.
"Do you ever think about going back to earth? It is your true home." Karn asked.
"Sometimes, but with all that happened there, I honestly feel more at home here than on earth. More freedom here to do as I wish and my life is not controlled by a bunch of pompous scientists," She admitted. "And really I have nothing left on earth. My family is here."
"The other Humans?" Karn asked.
Shara nodded. "We are a family, have been since the Queens began their domination of earth," she explained.
"I see..." Karn said. "So... how did you end up calling Jha'kle father?" he asked.
Shara smiled. "When my human father died, Jha'kle took me in and saved my life, in doing so he was able to form the truce with my team... over time he and Cuh'tor taught me many things about the Yautja ways of living and their honour, but I was still just a child, I needed someone to act as my parent figure and without his arm, Jha'kle was on bed rest of sorts, but he understood what I was going through having lost someone I loved... I guess we just understood each others needs for someone to talk too..."
"Sorry, this must be hard for you." Karn said.
"It's ok... I'm not a child anymore and keeping it locked away doesn't make it easier." Shara assured.
Karn went silent for a few minutes then there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Shara called.
"Smells like a good breakfast in here." Rha-n said. "I need to speak with you."
"Alone?" Shara asked and Rha-n nodded and the two began to move to the back room passing Mar'us as he stepped into the kitchen. "Your breakfast is in on the table."
"Thanks..." he said watching them go and then looked at Karn.
"She's nice," Karn said. "Good cook too."
"I guessed, you have cleared your plate for a change." Mar'us said. "I heard you both talking."
"And?" Karn asked. "You were in bed, she made me a meal I said thanks things moved from there, did you know she was raised by two warriors of her home world?"
"No... I haven't had chance to talk with her yet." He said taking a bite of his meal. "Wow... she it's a good cook."
"Told you so," Karn chuckled. "What do you think they are talking about?"
"Not such but I know it's important if the Elder is here," Mar'us said. "Father use to ask me to leave the house just to be sure I wasn't hearing things I shouldn't."
"Mine would sit me on the steps outside with my older brothers and said if I dared try and listen in he'd let my sisters have my room and I'd sleep in main chamber without a pillow or blankets."
"Harsh." Mar'us said.
"Thank you Shara," Rha-n said as the two came back into the kitchen area.
"Don't thank me yet, this isn't over." She stated.
"Agreed." Rha-n said smiling as he left.
"Something wrong?" Karn asked.
"Not so much wrong as annoying." Shara said. "Earth is sending our more ships, looking for this planet and the home world of the Xenomorphs." She explained. "Personally I hope any ship that does come here or find their home world gets trashed and the crew rots in hell."
"You are not fond of your own people?" Mar'us asked.
"I am not fond of Weyland Yutani Corporation. They have ruined the lives of each of us and they are the reason Ben's younger brother died." She explained.
"I see..." Mar'us said finishing his meal. "Thank you for breakfast." He added.
"You're welcome." Shara said before ducking into a cupboard.
"What is the plan for the day?" Karn asked.
"Most of it is done." She explained, "Everything I need for this hunt is packed and ready to go, all I have to really do is get my coat and 45's." Shara said.
"45's?" Mar'us asked.
"My parents' guns from home, I keep them with me as a backup in case the weapons I have here are damaged in battle or lost." Shara stated pulling out a large old looking box and pulling a large worn old coat from inside it and smiled.
The name Kelly was slightly mattered now, but the old marks on the coat were still there, along with the holsters for her guns, she set the coat down and pulled out the two colts and checked them over for damages before setting them down to clean them.
"They look simple." Karn said.
"They are, but I prefer these to the other kinds of guns humans used, these just feel right to me." Shara said, "Mother said it was because she and my father were always giving me tips on survival that I got use to holding them, after they died these were one of the few things I have left from them both."
"What else did you have?" Mar'us asked watching her work.
"The coat's from my father, the tags and rings are from both and the knife in my boot is from my mother. I wasn't old enough to have it on earth, so Mark kept it safe for me." Shara explained.
Karn blinked and looked down at her boots, both were tightly fitted to her calves and there was no sign of a knife. "You have a knife in there?"
"Yes." Was all Shara said while finishing the cleaning of her guns and putting them back together and into their holsters.
Nagara was shocked at what she was hearing. "The Pups are going with them?" She asked as Rha-n and R'ka spoke.
"They will miss their trial time if they don't leave with the hunt, but you needn't worry, I have asked Shara to take them to Kilos 7 and they will be dropping the pups off while they hunt down this Queen." Rha-n stated.
"But still... unblooded warriors with hunt ready Elites... I don't think it so wise to let them go..." Nagara stated her shoulders tense and her mandibles flicking out wards in sign of worry.
"We can't refuse the unblooded their trails my love, least of all our own pup." R'ka said.
"I know that but please... but why must it be so close to the hunt?" Nagara asked.
"We have no time to send them anywhere else." Rha-n said. "It was sending them to travel with the Elites and Veterans to Kilos 7, where they can undergo their trials and not have to worry the older more experienced warriors. Or hold them back until the next trials and be overrun with unblooded pups that need their trials and not enough places to send them."
Nagara sighed, her mandibles twitching slightly.
R'ka smiled and gently put a hand to his mate's face. "Shara, Jessica, Ben, Mark, Guan-thwei, Bhu'ja, Srit'ore, Lil'th, Les'ie and Cas'kar will be there to keep the fool males at bay my love, I have Shara's word none of the young Females will be hurt or abused."
Rha-n reminded himself again why Nagara and R'ka were the oldest and LONGEST mated pair in the Clan.
"Martha Mary you are the most stubborn, unrelenting and utterly insane woman I know!" Jessica stated. "You can't possibly pilot the ship in this state.
"You just watch me, that bitch turned my baby into a Scrap pile! I am not letting you guys beat her to a pulp without me!"
Mar'us and Karn glanced at each other.
"Martha Mary helped design the Dark Mass," Shara answered the unasked question. "She calls it her baby because to her that is what it was."
"And you are not going to win this argument." Ben said as he and Vi'cor loaded another heavy looking crate into the ship. "Martha Mary already spoke with the healers and the High Priestess, she's piloting this ship, end of story."
"But you can barely stand!" Jessica said.
"She has a chair to sit in while piloting." Dha-ta stated.
Jessica huffed but gave up on the argument while helping to load up the ship while I'ka and the other young unblooded members were given a final brief from their mentors before they were given their ceremonial knifes.
Many of the unblooded Yautja there were watching as the ship was packed heavily for a war.
They were a little miffed they weren't going to join the battle, but they also knew they had nowhere near the skills needed to fight this battle they had heard the stories of what had happened on earth and few of them felt it was fair so many other Clans still looked down on Shara and her Ooman family.
"Maar!" Shara smiled and stepped to one side as Pan charged past her chasing a small bug around before she head butted it against the ship side. "Maar!"
"Well done Pan." She said and the goat seemed to poof her chest out before moving to sit besides Striker.
"Are we ready to go?" Martha Mary asked.
"Yes, we are." Ghost stated, "Everyone aboard the ship!" he then yelled out.
R'ka watched the Ship took off, praying to the Paya his children would be safe and that no one lost their lives.
"Ben get your feet of the table! Jessica will you damn well sit still!"
Shara and Mark looked at each other and sighed. This was going to be a LONG start to the day.
"Is it often like this?" Karn asked.
"Mostly." Mark said. "Martha Mary is what we call a Mother Hen, always telling off the small things that she doesn't like or tolerate but the minute one of us is her she is there to help us heal."
"I see." Karn said.
"Maar."
All eyes again turned to the larger Goat as she trotted in and sat herself by Striker. "And... who is that?" Karn asked.
"Pan." Shara said. "We found her on earth and she found it more interesting to follow us around and chew our coats and the armour Striker was wearing than run away. She's been with us ever since." She explained.
"Ok... why do I find that strange?" Karn asked.
"Because you haven't been through what we have," Big Guns stated. "We are a family now and nothing will change that."
"Sit down or leave boys." Martha Mary stated. "I will not have your complaining about aching feet when we get where we are going." She added.
Ben chuckled and began to fiddle with something in his hands while Shara sat in a vacant chair and seemed to fall asleep in it.
She hissed as she focused on her new home, resting lightly in her nest as she waited.
Soon her plan would be set in motion and her sister would become a part of her hive, weather she was willing or unwilling didn't matter.
She would be the most powerful Member of the hive and the Queen of the Prince Race.
All she had to do was wait...
And waiting was what she was good at.
How many of you remember Pan from the last story?
How none of you mind she isn't a baby any more but she is still cute.
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