Chapter sev7: Struggles


Resting on a bed covered with tubes and sweat, Namid cleaned her forehead with the back of her hand while her body started to heat up like a volcano. "This shit is hot." She murmured.

As the time passed, Namid started to feel anxious. The old medic didn't appear to give her food and her head started to wonder where Sola could actually be. Is she on this spaceship? That Thark apparently knows her and is most likely to be her enemy. She needs to make friends and fast.

"You have no idea how captivating you look right now, child-maker." A loud voice spoke as the young human, quickly fell off the bed, the tubes rubbing against each other.

She moved behind the bed, her body growing tense as she stared at his face. Damn this bastard again. "You?" She saw Tichinde leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed.

Entering the room, Tichinde placed the bracelet on his belt, his eyes watching her carefully. "It's a crime not pointing that out."

"STAY AWAY." She quickly panicked, seeing him coming close to her. "I will kill you, repulsive monster. I swear i will do it." The anger in her voice tried ineffectively penetrate his being.

"Repulsive? You are going to become a breeder. Better get rid of those thoughts quickly." Tichinde said, making sure she would fall for it again.

"Fuck off."

"I uh…." He crossed his arms again, not wanting her to snap too soon. "Those tubes are doing all the work."

Namid looked at herself and the many tubes stuck inside of her body. She nervously grabbed one of them and tried to yank it off. "Fuck." She cursed, her eyes starting to water. "Fuck."

"What? You really thought that was only to clean and heal? Your breeder days will probably be for a short amount of time. But, it will… argh….how do you oomans say?…"He looked to the side murmuring some unclear human words as his decorated dreadlocks gently rubbed against his shoulders. "Awesome? No, wait….Yeah, it's…..awesome….I can't find the right word."

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" She dug her nails in her sweaty palms. She noted her body was getting stronger with time.

"Barun our leader, hates you because your behavior is what called Vk'leita's interest to you. It is a very dangerous thing to do since Vk'leita is his dearest pup. He's the "old-fashioned" way, but everyone knows he has a squashy spot for outsiders."

"Who the fuck is Vk'leita?" She felt her heart beating faster and faster. Why does she feel inferior to this giant piece of shit?

"He's the one who wants to breed you. Believe me, on your Earth years he's only 12 years old…Well, technically he's 11 but he'll turn 12 in a few weeks."

"Fuck you. Fuck him and fuck your clan. I am not going to do this. No monsters will make me do this. This is your fault." She threw him her pillow as he caught it in the air. "I will never do it."

"Child-maker. You have received my seed. That makes you mine. So to be precise, it's not my fault. That little spoiled pup is the one who has sealed your fate. His sire is not happy so, he'll probably take you to the arena to kill you." He tilted his head, his eyes smiling at her as he said in a softer lower tone. "I can still see my mark on you."

"I'm not going to stay here and become a sex toy. I am a human being and i will not end up like that green bitch." She angrily pointed to the side.

Tichinde laughed. A perfect human laugh actually. "Ooman? Do you really think we care about you being a ooman? You're a female. That's what matters in this clan. Nothing more."

"Fuck you."

"Now let's change the topic. I have a gift for you." He showed her the golden bracelet. "Do you like it?" He took a step forward.

"Don't." She glared and positioned herself like a cat ready to attack. "Come any closer."

"You still want to face me?" He gleefully purred. "Child-maker, my fascination for you has no end. I've met plenty females, but you're magnetic. Just my type."

"NAH-!" She half screamed when he pushed her against the wall at his eye level. She punched and kicked him. "STOP." She ordered, feeling the tubes tightening on her body. Namid turned her head to the side, managing to bite him as hard as she could.

"Here." He placed the bracelet on her forearm that automatically locked itself on her. "This will prevent them to approach you." She slid down the wall and quickly crawled away from him.

Tichinde enjoyably rubbed his wrist where she bit him. "You look so breathtaking. Your God made a marvelous work."

The human got up and glared at him. She watched him observing every inch of her. "Get the fuck OUT. I will not tolerate this anymore. I swear this was the LAST time you touched me."

"Child-maker." He started. "From now on, i'm your keeper. That means, we will spend a lot of time together…a lot of time…and of course i will have to touch you…more often."

She walked to his opposite never taking her eyes off him. "I won't admit it."

"Soon you'll have to accept the rutting process. Your life depends on it. If your mate didn't steal you from me. I could have granted you a life of adventure, tourist tours, amor, luxure, noches calientes and an opportunity to redeem yourself."

"I had all of that on Earth. What do you fucking know about my life?" She furiously asked, wishing to have a shotgun to blow up his face.

"You weren't chosen randomly. I killed a few comrades to take you to this clan. To me. And, now Vk'leita wants you and that's a problem to us."

"I don't want any of you. I want to go back to my planet."

"We are a different clan, Child-maker. We follow certain rules and those rules don't apply letting a fertile female go. You can only leave dead."

"It's a better fate than staying with monsters."

"You're a monster as well. Your kind is after you for the crimes you've committed. Here you're normal. An admirable specimen."

Namid shook her head in denial. "No. I'm the one who decides my fate. The lack of females of your species is not my fault. You're collecting what you deserve."

"I've been rutting females of different species before i came to this clan. I developed a personal taste and that was not acceptable where i came from. For that reason, it was more of a dirty little secret. My first female was a ooman, like you."

"Disgusting." She scratched the bracelet sharing glances between him and the device.

"It was magnificent."He looked to the ceiling, recalling his most precious moment. " My first Chiva and my rutting cycle. Of course, she had to die, but she opened a different view of life for me. I own her that. That's why i think oomans are fascinating. You're fascinating." The elite gave her what it appears to be an yautja smirk while slightly tilting his head to the side . "Do you rather die?"

"Yes." She answered it in a second as she continued to glare at him and scratch the bracelet.

"And what about Sola? Isn't she important to your ooman emotions?" The mockery in his voice slowly crawled up to her already infuriated ears.

"Don't you dare to mention her name. Why are you doing this to me when there are so many females around?"

"I claimed you. That's why."

"Wait, can you repeat that again? Because as far as i know, you just said that now i belong to Vk'leita. That makes me his, not yours."

…..

"And if he's the "leader's pup" you don't have authority on me like he does."

"He's just a child to you."

"So? I am a "ooman", certain the rules here do not completely apply to the age. I can make him do whatever i want. " She riskily ignored the danger she put herself into. "You will never touch me. I'm his and he's mine."

"And what will you do about his sire? Barun had never met you, but already developed a disdain towards you." Tichinde walked backwards and leaned against the wall. "You'll die and never be able to see Sola again, much less going back to your so treasured planet. It never occurred you that she might be dead? We have certain efficient treatments for unproductive females. Trust me, you will not last long if you continue like this."

"I will do whatever it takes to find her. Then i will leave with your head." Her eyes betraying the deep hatred he already knew, she had towards him.

"Child-maker." Tichinde passed his huge hand on his face. "I truly admire your ooman determination, but you cannot escape from us. More you reject us, more you will be held as a female trophy. Not that i'm complaining. I love a good fight for precious trophies, but it gets a bit frustrating when you're constantly putting yourself into difficult situations."

"Get the fuck out." She pointed to the door.

"I will stay until-!." He cut off by his beeping wrist gauntlet. As he prepared to retreat into the monitoring room, his sweet-trained voice spoke. "Child-maker, just a second."

"Fuck you." She cursed, watching the door locking behind him.

"If isn't the recent blooded Bakir. Have you earned your right to rut?" Tichinde amusingly mocked with his arms open.

Bakir growled in hate. This so well known c'jit (shit) elite is far more pompous than Zazin. "The female requires more treatments. Her body didn't completely receive the nutrients and you're causing her distress which can corrupt the whole procedure."

"The female requires more treatments." Tichinde mocked in a lazy human voice. "Vk'leita wants her in the gardens."

"She stays here. Interrupting the process will permanently damage her. I dare to say that you don't want that."

"Humm, honorable blooded Bakir. You're turning into a ooman expert." Tichinde clicked.

"What's the meaning of this?" Har'jon asked in frustration. "Honorable Tichinde, leave now."

"By Vk'leita's orders, i'm her keeper now." The elite said. "And she's coming with me."

"By the laws of our clan, she cannot leave this lab yet. Vk'leita at the moment, is too busy to deal with her. He will return in two days."

"He's rutting females. What do you mean he'll return in two days?" Tichinde asked, playing with the pointy tips of his long nails.

"He travelled with counselor Nat'Ka'Pu. He will return in two days. As her keeper you should know about this." Har'jon held his head up high. Honestly, this is the only place where he's actually respected among his peers. Even being part of the few yautja whom can successfully treat foreign females.

Tichinde gave a slight jerk with head, his dreadlocks jewels clacking together." Then i shall stay and scrutinize this female process."

"Keeper or not, you're not allowed to stay. Only the high members can. After all, you're the reason why she's taking so long to accept the treatments. Oomans emotional state is a crucial factor." Har'jon stepped aside, feeling the burning hatred Tichinde was radiating. "Bakir will report you her status."

"What?" Tichinde felt his musk challenging them. "A medic and a pup trying to separate me from my female?"

"The female needs a calm ambient from complications that you constantly provoke. IF you have any obligations, ask your Elder Bhu'ja. And she's Vk'leita's mate from now on. Not yours."


Should she feel better? That alien bastard didn't come back to torment her, but that doesn't mean she can feel safe. "Take this off." She demanded to the medic who rolled his eyes at her. "I'm not going to carry nothing than a human baby. HUMAN."

"Stop." Har'jon motioned with his palm and then pointed to the bed. "Rest."

"I have to pee and this shit is preventing me to do it." She snarled.

"Clean and heal."

"Heal and clean my ass. Fucking liar. "

"L'uij'bpe." Har'jon blinked. "Vk'leita brave, honor, good mate for you."

"Vk'leita child, me pedophile."

Again Har'jon rolled his eyes and pressed the wall panel. Purple lights engulfed her and the bed became more comfortable human like. "Tubes off."

"Oh dear God." She happily climbed into the bed. "The fuck?" She found her legs and arms trapped. "What-?" Har'jon quickly placed a mask on her face as she slowly faded to sleep with barely audible curses directed at him and his kind.

"Bakir." The medic called." Bring me those tools to me." Har'jon started to undress the ooman.

The new recent blooded yautja did as Har'jon asked. His body painfully walked in agony after the fight with Tichinde. He took 2 times the beating."Why has Vk'leita chose her? She's annoying and does nothing more than curse and cause trouble."

"He'll eventually lose interest in her. Did you find a female already?" The medic asked as he removed the tubes off of her.

"There aren't any available at the moment. I thought I could be part of the party, but they said I did not prove myself enough to deserve one."

"Why don't you take a ooman or a Thark? Many do that."

Bakir looked at Namid with a disgusted look. "I deserve better. We should stick with our own." The blooded yautja grabbed a needle and injected a vivid green liquid on her feet. "How many seasons did you stop rutting?"

Har'jon looked at Bakir and then to Namid as he put her in a comfortable position. "The female will stay in this capsule for two days. Check minute by minute her vital responses and feed her liquid food. Don't give her any water."


TWO DAYS LATER

Namid moaned in pain as she covered her chest." HEY, the fuck are you looking at?"

Bakir felt the food tray slipping from his hands and falling to the floor, making a huge noise. He quickly tried to gather the contents. "Pauking ooman."

"Fuck you." She narrowed her eyes at him.

"You pauk." He stood up, looking straightly at her eyes while giving her the middle finger.

She defiantly glared as she grabbed her covers. "You need it more than i do, stupid thot."

"Ooman not suitable. Ugly and fragile." Bakir said, glaring daggers at her. "Unattractive."

"Says the butt-face who was staring at my boobs. " Namid looked down . "Oh, he has a dick." She mostly said with a disappointing tone. "Do you jerk-off? You must be extremely frustrated, for not touching a female."

Bakir stood with his eyes wide open. He then looked down at his lower zone and quickly scram off of her room. "HAH VIRGIN." She delightfully screamed while laughing.

Outside he threw the trail of food to the ground while growling intensely. "PAUKING OOMAN."

"Bakir." Har'jon stopped a few feet away from the blooded warrior. "You should retreat to your chambers immediately. Vk'leita is coming and he does not want to see any males here. Try to relax."

"In the state i'm in, you want me to relax? Explain to me how, because I obviously don't understand it. I did everything to be accepted into this clan and i don't deserve a female when that stupid Tichinde has as many as he wants." The blooded warrior confessed frustrated.

"You've done a marvelous work. Vk'leita might grant you a female."

"Might grant m-!"

"Hey, this is how humans' guys do." Namid appeared with a huge grin on her face, while doing the wanker gesture. "Not a shame kid, it's quite satisfying. Some human kids have done it too."

Bakir pushed Har'jon aside and left the lab in a blink of an eye. He didn't understand a thing she said, but her gesture said it all.

Namid was laughing loudly as Har'jon started at her with his hands hid inside his sleeves. "Ooman stop."

"Did your Thark do this to you too?" She mischievously asked as she narrowed her eyes at the medic with an impish toothy grin plastered on her face.

Har'jon, was taken back for a few seconds before quickly recomposing himself. "Ooman go." He shooed her. Showing complete displeasure with her words.

"Huh monsters pretending to have morality." She sat down in a chair and crossed her legs. "I have to pee. Like now, now."

"Mate coming . H'ko, h'ko."(No, no.) Har'jon was quickly beside as he snatched away one of his medical tools.

"Bathroom."

"Ooman, still."

"What are you going to do about it?" Namid asked in a casual tone as Har'jon looked down at her with a questioning look in his features. "HEY, fuck off." She glared to the intruder as she gave her attention back to Har'jon. "I can help you IF you help me."

The medic felt a cold shiver crawling up his spine as he quickly turned around and bowed. "Nat'Ka'Pu." He said as a tall, stylish yautja was watching them at the entrance of the door. He wore a long black cape, his presence showed respect with scars of battles deeply carved into his armor and skin. His white dreadlocks with light pinches of gray slowly fading away with the years. He held his helmet in one hand while nodding to Har'jon and Namid. His most notorious trademark was his metal arm.

"Har'jon." He clicked in mandibles together. The medic held his eyes tightly close as he reopened them abruptly, feeling Nat'Ka'Pu greeting with a soft shake on his shoulder. "Mei'hswe." (Brother.)

Har'jon gave a quick look at the counselor's eyes before retreating to his desk. "Ooman Namid." He quickly said, gesturing with his hand. "Vk'leita's lou-dte." (Vk'leita's female)

Nat'Ka'Pu slowly turned himself to Namid and reached out his hand. "Taan M-di'kal, a'ket'anu." (Good afternoon beautiful.) He politely said, expecting a fearful look in her eyes, but instead the human showed nothing more than displeasure.

She looked down at his hand and then back at him. "Sup."

Nat'Ka'Pu lowered his arm and nodded to Namid. "Yeyin lou-dte." (Brave female.) "VVk'leita is ready for you."

"Shit." She murmured. "I was expecting to take advantage of you, but since you understand me, i need a new approach."

"I've done my homework, young Namid." Nat'Ka'Pu said, giving space between them. "I came here only to meet you."

"Well, you have met me and now you can go." The sarcastic tone not going unnoticed.

"You can't talk back to everyone that comes across you, young Namid. There will be severe repercussions."

She shrugged and looked at Har'jon who continued with his eyes glued to the floor and his hands hidden inside his sleeves. "Where is my mate?"

Nat'Ka'Pu pointed to the other side of the room. Vk'leita was watching her with his hands on both of his sides, unsure to make a move. "Future leader of our clan. Better bore him healthy pups. He dressed to impress you."

Namid looked at the young warrior and she was pretty sure he flinched under her stare. She analyzed him, searching for something deep within him. "Sorry." She got up from her seat and said before retreating back to her room." But i will only carry human babies."

"She's nervous." Har'jon quickly excused, not taking his eyes off the ground. "I will bring her back."

"H'ko." The counselor stopped Har'jon in his tracks. "Vk'leita will pursue her. She's his mate."

Har'jon bowed again as Vk'leita passed by him to Namid's room. They heard a scream and furious indistinguishable human words. Vk'leita retreated with his hands in a defensive way.

"Can't i take a piss? The fuck is wrong with you?" She irately asked as Vk'leita looked to the two yautja's in the room and pointed at her.

"Nat'Ka'Pu." A third yautja appeared.

"Tichinde." The counselor acknowledged the elite without turning around to face him.

"I must be really important to have so many-!" She caught Har'jon's death glare. "Fine warriors pursuing me. I'm flattered. Can i help you, elite Tichinde?"

"I'm here to guard you."

"Well, i don't need that. I have my mate now." She looked to Vk'leita who was curiously measuring her. "Someone translates that to him cuz i think he didn't understand it." She pointed with her thumb.

"I will help you with that too." Tichinde kept his place behind Nat'Ka'Pu.

"I am tired and hungry. I would like some time for myself. Is that asking too much?" She passed her hand in her face, going gently through her hair.

"It is time for you to learn a few things about your new role as a breeder and future mate of Vk'leita." Tichinde said, not leaving his place. "Rules, obligations, your rights and some places you're allowed to visit."

"Pff. I thought i didn't have rights because i'm a human." She chuckled in sarcasm while slapping Vk'leita's hand away from her hair.

"You wouldn't have if a common warrior had chosen you." Tichinde answered."It's time to get ready, respectful Namid."

"Perhaps, i should rest properly only then i can have my lesson." She glared at Vk'leita who was now circling her.

"That's actually a good idea." Nat'Ka'Pu said. "We will send an aseigan to get her ready, then you can pick her up while i will take Vk'leita to his sire. He needs to report his trip to the council."


A/N: Hello. How is everyone doing?

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