Chapter Eigh8: Acceptance
As she walked down the corridors, Namid faced several stares and heard many guttural sounds that she deciphered being mocks. Even one yautja dared to mock her height while receiving some friendly "pushes" from his comrades. She gave him the middle finger. The yautja response was submissive as he simply just turned around.
She continued looking forward but felt the burning gaze of Tichinde on her back. She could swear she was feeling his radiating eyes traveling through her. The ship was absurdly big, with many yautjas rooming around in their own business. "Are we there yet?" She asked, turning her head slightly to Tichinde. Only to notice that he kept his head forward.
"Almost, child-maker." He casually said. "Would you like to see the gardens first?"
"This must be really shameful for you." She mocked, waiting for him to make a move in front of his fellow clan brothers. "To give me ... Apologize, i meant to say, offering me to another male which did nothing to acquire me. An inexperienced pup…right? For someone who is so sure of himself. Truly pitiful."
"Turn left." His voice was nearly automatic, if it wasn't for the hint of annoyance in it.
As she did, Namid came to face a dead end. She slowly turned around and Tichinde was staring silently down at her with his mask on. He pressed some buttons on his wrist gauntlet and a door opened behind her, revealing a vast hot garden. "Please take your time to enjoy yourself. Once you're ready i will be right here, child-maker."
"I am not going in there." She said as her eyebrows worked in a frown. "And since when did you become a pussy?"
"Child-maker, you don't need to worry. There is only friendly species living in the gardens. If you are hungry, I will provide an aseigan to serve you food."
Namid narrowed her eyes as Tichinde posture did not change. He wasn't being the pervert he usually was and that was….unsettling. What was he planning? Namid uncrossed her arms and walked backwards, without taking her eyes away from her personal bodyguard.
"Feel free to update me of your status, Child-maker." He said as the door closed in front of her.
"Fuck you." She murmured, scratching her bracelet."Ok, let's see." The young human started to walk down the earthy path, feeling the softness of the ground smoothing her feet. It felt just like Earth. The plants were different from the hunting place where she and Sola where before they were captured.
The sound of water tainted her ears as the smell of life took control of her nostrils. Her body was feeling at peace…or it was the foreign medical treatments she received from the medic doing its job? Either way, she was finally for a long time, feeling peaceful with no worries or stress.
The short moment of tranquility was brutally snatched away as she heard a rustle of leafs and grunts sending her a wave of distress. She instantly positioned in a self-defense mode. Slowly walking towards the sound, Namid stopped in shock at the image of a human girl "fighting" with what seemed to be a yautja female. So small, that it could be easily mistaken for a human pre-teen.
They were so concentrated at the fight that they didn't notice Namid standing there. The human girl easily turned the yautja female around and pressed her face on the dirty, while punching her head from behind. "The fuck is this?" Asked Namid with her mouth slightly open.
Both females quickly got up and backed away from each other. The human girl wiped her dirty chin and analyzed Namid, while the yautja lowered her gaze and started to rub her long dreadlocks. "The fuck you want?" Asked the human. "You want some too?"
"You watch your fucking mouth." Namid said, seeing from the corner of her eye, the yautja female backing away with her gaze still on the ground.
"Or what?" The other asked, moving towards Namid.
Namid leaned her forehead against the girl. "You don't wanna know."
"Show me." The other said, slightly pushing herself against Vk'leita's female.
No more words, Namid fell on her back with the other girl on top of her, punching and biting her with all her strength. Namid cross both her arms in front of her head, and with a smooth gesture, she pressed them on her attackers shoulder and pushed her aside. They quickly got up and Namid managed to punch the other girl on chin while the girl took a few strands of Namid's hair.
"I'm like a ninja." Namid mocked in adrenaline, grabbing the girl's fist, twisting it behind her back, encircling her arm around her neck, and bringing her down. "Told ya." Namid said between grunts, squeezing the girl's neck. "Told ya."
Panicked the girl's hand that was clutching on Namid's arm to get free, flew to her attacker's hair, pulling in desperation. "FUCKING BITCH." Namid screamed while being lifted from behind. The girl fell on the ground holding on her throat, fighting for air. "GET OFF." She struggled in the air, being placed on the floor, a few meters away from the girl.
Turning around, Namid came face to face with an unknown yautja. The death stare he was giving her surprisingly didn't faze her due to her adrenalin rush. She adjusted her clothes and pointed a finger at the girl. "This isn't over. I will get you." Looking back at the yautja, Namid eyed him from head to toe and scoffed. "Got a problem?" She returned the same glare.
The yautja's eyes went to her bracelet and he kept them there for a few moments before going back to his females. "Yeah, that's right. Get the fuck off." Namid said, cleaning her nose that started to bleed, watching the yautja kneeling to the girl and inspecting her face. "I have plenty of things to do or i would have kicked you too." She saw him watching her from the corner of his eye, before completely giving his attention to the girl.
Spitting to the side, Namid made her way back to the exit. "Where were you?" She asked as Tichinde stood at the entrance with his arms crossed. "This is the ugliest garden i ever seen. I hated it."
"We're going to the nursery." Tichinde ignored her completely and started walking with Namid following behind.
"Hey." She called when he accelerated his step. As if it wasn't already difficult to follow, since all the yautja's have long legs. "HEY."She unexpectedly stopped her tracks, when Tichinde loudly roared and attacked another yautja. "What the fu-?"
Two massive bodies clasped together, as Tichinde tossed his opponent like a toy. Roars of cheers violated the surroundings. Large yautja's fought to get a better view of the display. Namid had to give a few steps forward to avoid being crushed by those bad-mannered monsters.
She kept her eyes on a glowing Tichinde who viciously beat up his opponent. She could swear she heard a cracking sound coming from the yautja's skull. Vivid green liquid came from the yautja's head as Tichinde's fists collided with its target nonstop. Suddenly someone grabbed her hard by the shoulders and shook her. Her vision slowly took a form of another human girl. Her eyes were puffy red as she screamed on Namid's face for help.
Then Tichinde raised the girl as a trophy, whirling in victory. He roared in ecstasy, with the girl struggling to get free. "HELP, HELP, HELP."
"STOP IT." Namid tried to get a hold on Tichinde's arm, as he effortlessly walked away with his prize, leaving Namid behind and alone. "YOU BITCH." She cursed. Her anger came so fast but then it dissipated, just like the yautja's mob that was around her. "He left me? He really left me?"
Her eyes followed the blood drops and it landed on the yautja that had his face down on the ground, barely moving. She slowly moved to inspect the creature, walking around it, afraid it would jump on her. "Hey." She quietly said, watching him opening an eye and lock it on her face. "I hummm…..You look like c'jit." She knelt in front of him.
The yautja closed his one eye and laid there. Involuntarily, Namid ripped a small portion of her shirt making a cloth and pressed on the yautja's head. He opened his eye again but did nothing but stare at her.
She went around him, and moved his dreadlocks away from his face and damn….he was dying."This is bad." She raised her gaze and saw Bakir standing in front of her, staring. "How about a little help?"
Bakir looked around, searching for Tichinde. He really left the pup's leader female alone. That held such a horrible punishment. It was a punishment because she was a vulnerable fertile female and horrible because Vk'leita was beyond a spoiled pup. That kind of pup that you want to twist its neck. Tichinde is surely going to receive a suitable punishment for this crime.
Bakir started to press some buttons on his wrist gauntlet. He was still concentrated in his surroundings. He was the ONE who was protecting the female now. Not a vulgar female. NO. A hateful, stupid, soft ooman that belonged to a pauking pup.
And a very ugly one actually.
"Are you gonna help or not?" She asked impatient. "He's like dying here. I mean, i don't really care but he's dying."
Why my beautiful Paya….Why were oomans so complicated?
"Are you listening to me?"
Two figures slowly appeared. Bakir made a respectful bow towards one of them. Nat'Ka'Pu narrowed his eyes at the surroundings, searching for Tichinde. "A'ket'anu Namid. (Beautiful Namid.) Where is your guardian?" Nat'Ka'Pu' asked.
"I don't know. Help me out, he's dying." She answered the cloth and her hand dripping in yautja blood.
"He must fight to live." He coldly said.
"What?" She looked up at him. "So, your race is dying and you don't care if you lose one more?"
"Survival of the fittest. We have no room for weakness." He grimly said, watching Bakir lowering his gaze. "Also, i thought you hated us." He returned his eyes back at her.
"I do." She replied between gritted teeth. "I wanna blow up all of you."
"Then, why are you helping him?" Nat'Ka'Pu hid his prostatic arm away from her. "His skull is broken. He's practically dead. "
"Well you don't have a fucking arm. That makes you useless." She shot back at him, watching his features unfazed by her remark.
"A'ket'anu Namid. (Beautiful Namid.)." He started. "There are rules. Those rules, apply to everyone in this ship. Including foreign species."
Looking to the side, Namid chewed her lower lip. She truly needs allies…..She needs Sola, she needs to start thinking smart if she wants to leave this place. After this beat up, this guy here will become her ally….Right? "If i play along with this…thing…" She gulped in frustration. "Will you help him?"
Nat'Ka'Pu expressionlessly looked down at her, trying to decode her ooman plans. She's cunning like a pyode-amedha.(Hard meat) "Play along?"
"I will fuck the c'jit of that Vk'leita guy." She glared at the consoler, who in return regained his composure quickly enough to anyone, notice."Pup. I will give him only ONE pup."
"You will lower your standards to save a male of a species you hate so much?" He asked. Bakir's and Guan's eyes falling on her. She is up to something. How far will she go for it? Definitely, ooman females have proven to be extremely intellectual and prudent than their male counterparts. Intelligence is their brand.
"Yes."
Nat'Ka'Pu motioned to Guan and Bakir to take the yautja male. If she wants to play ooman games, he will play along too. "Follow me, Yeyinde A'ket'nu Namid.(Brave beautiful Namid). We shall meet your mate then."
She got up and glared at the two yautja's behind her. Guan titled his head at her while Bakir returned the glare. "Show me the way." She said. As she started walking, she looked behind and saw the beaten yautja with his eyes closed. She couldn't tell if he was still alive….Hopefully he was.
A few hours later
As she stood walking around in circles, Namid played with the knuckles of her hands. She showered and dressed to "impress" an alien. If God exists, he must really hate her. She was clothed in a second skin of what seemed to be a short dress with alien patterns, hair full of jewelry and a weird perfume. If it could be called that.
She was at a round room with sofas leaning against the wall, a beautiful view of the dead space with weird looking planets turning small at the distance. This "romantic" environment didn't keep her calm at all. "I'm about to fuck an alien….WORTS, a "kid" alien. Goodman it."
The door slid open and Har'jon came in. "Is he ok?" She asked, holding her hands, as if she was praying.
Har'jon gazed her before nodding to her. Who would say this is that bad mouth ooman who's constantly provoking horrible situations? "Good. Live. Sleep" He managed to say, before going to a corner. A few seconds later, Vk'leita came in. Pompous in his war outfit?
Namid eyed him as he made a bow. His eyes and nose took every part and smell of her. The way she prepared herself. The way she dressed, her face, hair, skin. His hands were at his sides squeezing into fists, as if he was scared or containing himself. Or perhaps both. She was giving in WILLINGLY. There are no reports from oomans doing such thing. And from the first moment he had met her, she gave him the cold shoulder. His charm worked flawlessly on her. She is suitable.
"We shall end this." Namid sat on the couch and patted her naked leg. "You can leave." She gestured with her head to Har'jon.
"Watch. Nat'Ka'Pu. Order." Har'jon answered, hiding his hands under his sleeves.
"Fucking NO." She got up making both males flinch. "YOU." She pointed to Vk'leita who quickly got himself straight. "Send him away."
Vk'leita looked at Har'jon who returned him the gaze. "Sa'kir'Mher H'ka'se (Leave, now)."
"I am not gonna do this with someone watching. This is not porno." She played with her pinky finger. "Not…that i've watched….humm…NOW." She screamed the last part.
Vk'leita growled to Har'jon who looked down submissively. If he does this, he's disobeying a direct order of the counselor but if he stays this pup will kill him. Worst, he isn't allowed to defend himself….Even if he could. "Get out." He flinched when he felt a pair of two soft hands, finding its way inside his sleeves to grab his cold hands. "I will do it, don't worry be fucking happy." She managed to kick out Har'jon from the room.
The door closed behind her as she started to walk around Vk'leita. "I will only grant you one hybrid. I refuse to be put in a same room with that that green bitch that i fought and OH" she stopped in front of him, smacking her fist on her palm. "I must finish my fight with a human bicth i've encountered today." She stared at him. "My race language is too much advanced for you to understand it. So don't try it. So to resume it all. One." She gestured in front of his mandibles. "One pup only."
Vk'leita grabbed her hand and brought it to his mouth. "Mei'jadhi, N'ritja. (Sister, Dance). " The young yautja, snaked an arm around her and brought her close. Namid glared at him and took a deep breath. That aroma she had the displeasure to smell from Tichinde was back again but a little stronger than before. "Lou 'dte Yin'tekai." (Brave child-maker). He rumbled in pleasure. "En'rg'te." (Give in.)
Vk'leita laced his fingers in her hair, put his face on the head and absorbed the sweet scent she displayed. He felt his whole body shake in delight and nervousness. He was only a little taller than she was. Namid took a deep breath and the aroma he was exuding somehow calmed her down.
Vk'leita pulled her hair aside and took a good portion of her bare shoulder. He could feel her blood rushing and her annoyance growing. She didn't flinch or pushed him away. She just stood there, letting him do whatever he wanted. The young yautja pushed her down gently. His rough hands crawling to her thighs, pulling her to meet his aroused end.
Namid now felt his hands roaming her upper body, his drool staining her skin and the evidence of his male nature trying to push itself on her. ´I can do this. I can do this.´ She repeated, putting her hands on his back.
Namid sat on a couch with her chin resting in one hand, while looking at Vk'leita who was in a deep sleep on the ground."Jesus." She murmured. "What am i gonna do?" She buried her face on her hands.
"It seems you've done your part." Nat'Ka'Pu said, proudly looking at Vk'leita. "I confess i doubted your word, A'ket'anu Namid. (Beautiful Namid.)"
"Hn." She looked at him. "Why am i not surprised?"
"It has nothing to do of you being an ooman. If that is what you are suspecting." The counselor kept his distance and his arm hidden on his sleeve. Fighting the contaminated mating smell the air possessed. "If you allow me to ask. What plans do you have for that yautja you demanded to be saved?"
"I didn't demand anything. I just made a deal." She said, adjusting her dress while cleaning Vk'leita's teeth marks. "And i don't know what you mean with "plans." You must be losing it."
"You came with the purpose of procreating, but instead you caused disorder. You provoked frenzy among males, you attacked a Thark matriarch. You hit an ooman, disrespected anyone that appeared in front of you. Then you sacrificed your physical and psychological moral to save a male Yautja of a race you quoted "I wanna blow up all of you". If i'm not mistaken." Nat'Ka'Pu locked eyes with her.
Namid raised an eyebrow and asked. "You think i'm planning something? I though oomans were supposed to not be taken seriously."
"Don't twist my words. I never said that."
"Well, i'm not planning anything. I have a thing called heart."
"You didn't show any heart when killing Zazin."
"Who's that?"
"The yautja that was hunting you."
"That was in self-defense. What would you have done? Fight against a monster, when you're starving and scared?"
"I can't answer that because i have a different approach."
"Different approach my ass." She kicked Vk'leita. "I don't wish to speak with you anymore."
"You both must prepare for dinner. Barun wishes to meet you." The counselor said but before leaving, he warned. "Show at least a little respect. He's old fashioned and he doesn't go along with oomans pretty well."
"I fucking hate my life."
Dining room
As she walked along side with Vk'leita, Namid felt him holding her hand gently. She looked at him puzzled until she saw he was deadly nervous. Ready to pass out. "Listen." She pulled him, adjusting the skull helmet he forced her to wear. He didn't let her hand go though. "We meet your asshole dad and then we leave."
Vk'leita only stared down at her before pulling her along with him. He stopped when he saw his sire speaking with Nat'Ka'Pu. "Sire." He said, squeezing her hand and adjusting the dress to show off his claim mark. As they started to walk, Namid's eyes almost popped out of its place.
Vk'leita approached with his female and made a respectful bow to his sire. He puffed his chest proudly to everyone in the room. Ready to speak he immediately froze at the spot. "I know you." Namid couldn't stop her loud mouth. "You were in the gardens this morning and I must say in a very good company." She smirked to Barun who in return burned her with his glare. "Honorable Namid." She bowed, still smirking. "Vk'leita's proud…humm…. Loud-te." She raised her head also with pride. Vk'leita was staring at her in disbelief. She was not supposed to talk….Particularly her being an ooman.
"Namid." Nat'Ka'Pu lowered his head at her ear. "You cannot speak in the presence of males. You're-!" She placed a hand on his mandibles, pushing it together away from her.
"I wish to sit near my honorable male." She encircled an arm around Vk'leita's chest, walking around him, snuggling on his chest. "Such male like him must not be mistaken as a free meat."
Barun growled angrily at her but Vk'leita growled back at him. He the leader of the badblood clan turned around as if he was a child mad at his parents. He must really like this kid. Nat'Ka'Pu motioned to the counselors to sit, including Namid and Vk'leita. She sat and kissed Vk'leita's head, receiving an enjoyable rumble and a rub on the waist in return. "This is going to be a long night." She rubbed her hands together. Catching Barun's stare, Namid winked at him.
As the time passed, Namid rested her chin on her hand in boredom. All she heard were growls, growls and more growls. Demonstrations of violence that apparently was not violence at all but friendship. Something extremely normal in these monsters. Vk'leita's hand snaked underneath the table and delightfully rubbed her exposed leg. She woke up from her trance and was about to slap his hand away if it wasn't for the fact that everyone was actually secretly paying attention to them….Especially Barun. She had done everything to keep her façade. She ate their weird looking food, she allowed Vk'leita to harass her publicly and allowed her "father-in-law" to murder her with his eyes.
"I have something to declare." She got up, Vk'leita's hand slowly slipping from her thigh. Their attention going to her. "Honorable Nat'Ka'Pu. Would you kindly translate what i have to announce?"
The counselor kept his forearm on the table, while watching her with his head titled to the left. Vk'leita seemed confident to him….or maybe he was too much in amazement with his ooman female. Although most of the yautjas present here did not give much attention on learning new types of communications, he was sure she was going to say/do something. Males from this clan only knew what was necessary from the oomans. Like run, shit, fuck, hide, trap, enemy and kill. The necessary for the males. And when they found out that ooman females were much more complex and required more words, they surrounded to using force. "Could you wait until the entertainment is over, respectful Namid?"
She smirked. Something he truly found unsettling and pleasing on a defying female. "I'm afraid not. I wish to speak now."
"This part is of extremely importance." The counselor said, adverting his gaze from Vk'leita who was glaring at no one in specific. "After it, you will have all the attention you desire."
Taking a deep breath, Namid jumped from her seat. Vk'leita got a hold on her but she slipped, laughing. He got up, he couldn't show to the high-ranking members that he had no control over his possessions. Namid walked over to the new group of yautja females. All of them quickly glued their eyes in submission and….in fear. Like the one on the gardens. 'Damn.' She thought pitifully. 'Must really suck being yautja.' Grabbing two pointy torches from each aseigan (servant), Namid turned to the group.
Vk'leita halted. She was showing something he had never experienced. His teacher, Nat'Ka'Pu, said oomans in general are a vast of complex emotions and principles. Males tend to be less difficult than females. And females tend to rely too much on emotions. He once said there wasn't much difference between Yautja's and Oomans but he couldn't rely much on that. One thing is for sure, they all deserve to be respected and never taken from granted. They have evolved and are not by far idiots. A thought that not everyone willingly shares.
They are worthy opponents.
Namid, walked to the center of the saloon. She placed a blank face and stretched out both arms, with the torches. Prying eyes literally stuck on her form. She made subtle and elegant movements at first, drawing a ring of fire around her. She danced gracefully, her moves gradually began to accelerate, creating a more persistent ring. Nat'Ka'Pu noted that she started to do fighting movements.
He was very familiar with that.
Namid tossed the torches in their direction and did some flips until reaching their table, stopping with a split, grabbing the torches in the middle air. Doing a quick windmill move, she got up and did some back flips again, falling gracefully. Rising up, she effortlessly handled the torches in her hands as if they were daggers. She continued to manage them at the same time she started to whirl again. The skull she was wearing, the way she moved, the fire, the ooman herself. Everything was stunning and entertainment.
After a few more movements, Namid tossed the torches in the direction of the main dish, the Rjet, impaling the flesh of the bad cooked creature. Taking a deep breath, Namid, crossed both her arms in front of her chest and beautifully bowed. "I wish to take my mate." She said, the demanding tone not going by far unnoticed. "We have some affairs to take care. Alone." She locked eyes to Nat'Ka'Pu.
The counselor got up and did a very human gesture. He clapped. The others counselors and Barun looked at him but did not imitate him. "You are very skilled, respectful Namid. I'm exceptionally impressed. Very good."
"Appreciated." She gave a short nod. Demonstrating that she did not wish to proceed on the conversation. "Vk'leita."She turned to her astonished male, voice stern and challenging." Ai'than, Mah'dhra'k, Dse'rhik…Dia-shui." (I desire your musk.) She gave her hand to him. Namid was pretty sure everyone was watching her intently. With admiration or repulsiveness, she couldn't tell. But now she must think smart and by the looks Barun gave her, she must act fast.
Vk'leita stood his ground admiring her. She was incredible amazing. She's the complete opposite of what his father had made it look. He heard a few surprised grumbles and he could tell his father was impressed despite his blank face. When he did not move to her, she was the one who approached him. Namid, gently ran her hand from his mandibles to his chest and then trapping it on his belt. The others titling their heads to have sure, if their eyes were not deceiving them. "That was entertainment. Not putting young pre-teen females at line to chose for the night, counselor Nat'Ka'Pu." She spat, blankly looking at the counselor who had his head slightly down towards her, blinking lazily. His metallic arm again hidden behind his cape.
Namid, started to pull Vk'leita, trapping his eyes with hers. She walked backwards until she reached the entrance. She looked to the side matching the same blank stare of Barun. "I'm not into others watching." She drifted her stare to Nat'Ka'Pu who slowly sat and leaned against his chair.
"Enjoy your evening, respectful Namid."
A/n: Ahhhhhhhhh That was frustrating. God.
Anyway, i'm sorry for taking so long. I had to cut a few parts and i still think it doesn't make sense. I hope you guys enjoyed. I had to update this….It was a must meme. Ehehehehe If you find any errors, i apologize, it's 3 am and i'm really tired. My eyes can't take anymore.
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