A/N: Here's chapter four. I kinda sorta had a hard time writing this one because I was half sleep and I was running out of Ideas and then I started listening to some music and it brought back the ideas. :) Sorry for this one being so short though, I promise the next one will be much longer. I also hope that this chapter answered some questions and tugged at your heart strings a little. Thanks again everyone for your reviews and such. I really appreciate them.

Note: The inspiration for this chapter was Over My Dead Body by Drake.

Lost of Contact

Chapter Four: Over My Dead Body

It was was late at night by the time that O'rk returned home. Everyone was sound asleep in his village. The crickets and the owls already had began to sing their songs. O'rk walked quietly through the streets with Shonala on his back, sleeping soundly. They had been helping with the other Sangheili in the fields, toiling the soil and getting ready for the harvest time which was the most important time of the year on Sangheilios. It brought merchants from different parts and even different worlds. O'rk helped with his mother and Shonala with the selling of the pottery and he even helped the other merchants with advertising their work. O'rk, his friend Sesar, and many other the other males helped with the heavier equipment. I'hiro, Ork's father, and many of the other enlisted Sangheili were called into the Holy Prophet's auditorium for a meeting.

O'rk made arrived at his doorstep by the time that the two moons were in the center of the sky, blissfully illuminating the forrest and other parts of his village that was once shadowed in darkness. He opened the door quietly, not wanting to awake Shonala or his parents. Much to his dismay, he found that his parents where not only wide awake but they were having a conversation in the living room. O'rk was about to continue on, put Shonala in her room, and then go to his room but he heard his mother mention his name. Now, O'rk was not one to sneak and intrude on his parents' conversations but this specific one was interesting. Normally, his parents would be sound asleep as his father would have to leave early in the morning for work in the fields and his mother would have to help at the stores where she made jewelry and pottery to sell during the Great Harvest. Or'k slowly leaned into the doorway, careful not to lean too far to get noticed. He heard his mother sniffle. He wondered what was really going on. Shonala started to shuffle on his back, he knew that she probably would wake up and hear what was going on and if it was anything negative, he just wasn't going to risk it. He stood up from his crouched position and walked towards Shonala's room. He opened the door and gently laid his sister gently in her bed and then went back into the main he made his way back to his position next to the door. O'rk held his breath. His father trained him well so that it would be hard for an enemy to spot him and hear him.

"I am standing beside my choice. We need the money anyway." I'hiro said, his arms was crossed over his muscled chest. He heard the sobs of his mother as she rocked back and forth. O'rk wondered what they were talking about. He felt his heart speed up in anxiety. He felt very bad about listening in on his parents conversation.

"But they're our children." Their mother, T'ar started. His father slammed his fists down on the arms of the pearl white chair angrily. It startled his mother as she jumped and whimpered in sadness. She was torn between trying to please her mate and keeping her only children. They didn't need any money that bad. She wanted to keep their family together but she also was very submissive to her husband so she didn't know what to do. This was the hardest choice that she ever had to make in her life. She knew that both choices was a losing situation for her. Even though Sangheili did not believe in leaving their mate after they have given birth to children, I'hiro was going to hold the choice that T'ar made against her. She just knew that he was. The worst part was, that she knew that even if she didn't go along with his idea of getting rid of their only children, he would hold a grudge against her but also go along with the idea of making the children disappear.

"I will take care of O'rk. His strength will greatly surpass yours and especially since he's not going to let anyone take Nala out of his sight or take her any place where he can't watch her. While I deal with him, you take Shonala to the intergalactic trading post. " I'hiro said as he stood up in front of the paler gray female Sangheili. T'ar looked up with into her mate's silvery gray eyes with tears running down her cheeks. Her heart felt like it was breaking into pieces. She knew he sensed the pain and hurt that he was feeling.

"W-What are you going to do to Or'k?" She hiccuped out. She feared the worst. Her mate simply clicked his mandibles in irritation. He was trying to help his family even at the cost of his only two children. He simply lazily motioned to the glass case that was hanging on the opposite wall above the fireplace. In this case was an energy sword that he often trained O'rk with. T'ar began to sob louder as her husband wrapped his hands around her mate. He cooed quietly to her as he tried to get her to be quiet and not awake their children. O'rk gripped the door frame in anger. His sharp nails digging into the pure white wood that lined the door. They were going to sell Shonala and and kill him so that he couldn't protect her. He wasn't going to let that happen. He always looked at his father as being very respectful and keeping with the Sangheili customs. He didn't know that his father would stoop so low as to just sell his children for some simple and material as money. He growled as he stood up and walked towards his room. He wasn't going to let anything happen to his sister. Even at the cost of his own life, he was going to protect her. He knew what he would have to do.

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Name pronunciations:

O'rk = Or-kuh

Shonala = Show- Nah-Laa

I'hiro = Ee - hero

T'ar = Tee - Are

Sesar = Sea- saur