Angela slowly cleaned the milk stains from the wall, she had ripped a small piece of cloth from her bed sheets, with a frown on her face. Her father had knocked on her door a few minutes before, apologizing for his behavior. She had replied with a roar of hatred, of which he just grunted and walked away. She did not know where he was now, but she knew that there were two 'guards' standing by her door. She had never seen these two brothers, and she did not know who they were.
"Father sure was angry." Tegu'balu'meki said.
"Yes, she disrespected him." Igonap'agi'poli sighed.
"How did she do that?" Tegu'balu'meki gasped.
"By saying his name out right." Igonap'agi'poli said.
"Yep, that's a way to anger anyone's father." Tegu'balu'meki sighed.
Tegu'balu'meki was a tall guy with copper coloured scaly skin and black dreadlocks. His eyes, which were orange, were set back deeply into their sockets and a long scar went from his chin down to his neck. He had recieved that scar when he was a child, after an Xenomorph attacked his fathers villiage.
Igonap'agi'poli was a medium sized Yautja with blond dreadlocks and orange eyes. He had massive muscles; mainly in his legs, shoulders and back, that rippled whenever he flinched or moved. He was missing his index and pinky finger on his left hand a few years ago, after an encounter with a bodybuilder. Luckily, his father was a great doctor and he had been fixed in a few hours. He had copper coloured scaly skin.
"So, is father going to..." Tegu'balu'meki started.
"Is father going to what?" Yolit'ger asked.
Angela heard a hiss from outside and stopped scrubbing. She stood up, and walked to the door. There was a tiny window that was just above her head and she jumped for it. Grabbing the sill, she pulled herself up. She saw her father, he was looking at one of the guards and was talking excitedly to him. She guessed he was excited. Jumping quickly down, she walked over to the milk stain and started scrubbing again, she heard the door open.
"Ang'liton, turn around now." Yolit'ger ordered.
Angela dropped the cloth and turned around slowly, the two Yautja she had seen before were standing behind her father. One of them had a deep scar on his chin, while the other was missing his index and pinky fingers. Yolit'ger had moved over to the bed and had seated himself, the two Yautja followed slowly. Angela guessed they were checking her out.
"Ang'liton, these are your older brothers." Yolit'ger said.
"Name is Tegu'balu'meki." Tegu'balu'meki said.
"Nice to see you sister." Igonap'agi'poli said. "My name is Igonap'agi'poli."
"I've never seen you." Angela rasped.
"We can't say the same to you." Tegu'balu'meki said.
"We've seen you by images." Igonap'agi'poli said.
"Ang'liton, sit down." Yolit'ger said.
Angela walked slowly towards the bed, there was a place available but she was reluctant to take it. It was right beside Tegu'balu'meki, and he looked mean. Sucking in a deep breath, Angela swallowed her pride and sat. Yolit'ger smiled, he had seen the reluctance on his daughters face, but she had fought and beaten it, yet another quality that she had recieved from him.
"You need not fear us." Tegu'balu'meki said.
"We will not harm you." Igonap'agi'poli said.
"Boys, leave now." Yolit'ger ordered.
Tegu'balu'meki and Igonap'agi'poli did as they were told, Yolit'ger followed them out and had a little word with them. He then returned and replaced himself on the bed. Angela wasn't watching him, she was distracted, so he moved a little closer. He was by her side within a minute. When she discovered this she hissed meanly.
"You need to get use to me being near you." Yolit'ger said.
"I'll never get use to you being near me." Angela hissed.
"In a few minutes I'll be taking you to the meeting room." Yolit'ger said. "To see your other brothers and sisters."
"I'll try to retain my excitement." Angela growled.
"Watch your attitude." Yolit'ger warned. "I don't feel like it today."
"How far are we from earth?" Angela asked.
"Far, almost to Dacopse." Yolit'ger said.
"Pauk," Angela cursed. "Let me guess, the hydraulic system."
"No, the thrusters." Yolit'ger sighed. "You want to much television."
Although Yolit'ger had actually said teeelivison, Angela understood him well. There was a sound at the door and Paeot'bi walked in. Angela hissed, but she didn't feel threatened. Paeot'bi and she had a nice relationship, he wasn't a threat and was a really nice guy. He walked over and laying his hand on her shoulder he started clicking. Angela didn't understand, although she had a feeling he was reassuring her that he wouldn't hurt her.
"He said, he isn't going to hurt you." Yolit'ger said.
"You don't understand the language of the click do you?" Paeot'bi asked.
"Everything else yes, but the click no." Angela rasped.
"In due time, you'll begin understanding it." Yolit'ger said.
"Everyone is ready to see her." Paeot'bi announced.
"Paeot'bi is here to help me escort you to the female chambers." Yolit'ger said.
"Afraid I'll hurt your pretty body?" Angela growled.
"No, I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself trying to escape." Yolit'ger said.
"I'm just worried about..." Paeot'bi started.
"Paeot'bi, quiet." Yolit'ger ordered.
Yolit'ger stood up, and grabbed Angela under the arms. He carried her out a ways from her room, then he set her down gently on the floor. The floor still had methane gas on it and Angela started coughing. Paeot'bi ran back to her room and grabbed an apparatus breathing mask. When he returned, he saw his father holding his sister close.
"Here, breath deeply." Paeot'bi said.
"Calm yourself Ang'liton." Yolit'ger said.
"She did the same thing before." Paeot'ib said.
"Come on, lets go." Yolit'ger sighed. "Guess I'll have to carry you."
Yolit'ger gently nuzzled Angela, he was really worried about her. When Paeot'bi had left to retrieve the apparatus breathing mask, she had collapsed to the floor gasping for air. Angela was sucking in breath after breath after breath and it seemed to be working. Her chest was gently rising and falling and she was no longer grasping his arms. They were almost at the female chambers when she started struggling.
Dutch and Michael were eating their second meal of the day when they heard the door open, the same male that had brought them the food came in and roughly pulled them to their feet. This male had blond dreadlocks and orange eyes, he was massively muscular in the back and shoulders and his chest looked as if it could hold up an entire tree by itself. They were pushed up the stairs and into a room, were many other Yautja were sitting around a chair. Michael knew already what this place was, it was the female chamber, and Angela was about to be introduced to all of her brothers and sisters on the ship.
Angela didn't put up much of a fight, she could keep her breath while the apparatus breathing mask wasn't on her face. Yolit'ger had allowed her to walk, and they were now entering the female chambers. Angela had to shield her eyes as it was very bright in the room and she sensed that there were far more sitting around. When she opened her eyes, she saw all of her sisters and brothers.
Sarilo'si, Zarein'seti, Paeot'bi, Gareto'me, Tegu'balu'meki, Colis'noa, Danjo'loto and Mel'ikob'ico stood by a purple chair with yellow seams and the cushion was a dark purple to red colour. Faunt'ja, Ant'egi, and Loa'moti patted the chair affectionatley. There were three other females around the chair, and they were looking at Angela meanly. There were many others, sitting and standing around the room, staring at her with curious eyes. Yolit'ger walked away from Angela and went towards the chair, he sat himself in it and Loa'moti jumped into his lap.
"Angel, what is going on here?" Dutch asked.
"What are you doing here?" Angela gasped.
"We were pulled in here." Michael sighed.
"I think we are to be introduced to them." Angela rasped.
"Sister." Ant'egi said.
Angela turned her head gently towards her brothers and sisters and hissed, her father was sitting deeply in the chair, looking at her closely. Angela swallowed deeply and walked forward. She stopped when she heard a growl. The one female that had been behind her father walked towards her challengingly. Angela waited, hoping that her sister would start something.
"This is our sister?" Rail'iagita asked.
"Yes, she is." Yolit'ger said.
"This stringy human, this disgraceful ant." Rail'iagita exclaimed.
"Hey, watch your lip." Angela growled. "Or better yet, your teeth."
"Was that a threat?" Rail'iagita asked.
"If you mean it to be." Angela hissed.
"Ang'liton...Rail'iagita." Yolit'ger hissed. "That is enough."
"She started it." Angela snarled.
"And I am ending it." Yolit'ger hissed. "Rail'iagita back up."
Rail'iagita was a medium sized female Yautja with brown dreadlocks and brown eyes, she was somewhat muscular in the shoulder and back, but her waist on down was slender and smooth. Yolit'ger had tensed up a little, he was worried that his overly protective daughter would injure Ang'liton. Another of his daughters was being held back.
"Now, I've given you all everything you all have wanted and more." Yolit'ger said.
"Here we go." Michael sighed.
"This is going to get a great reaction." Dutch whispered.
"Now it is her turn to get whatever she wants and more." Yolit'ger said.
"Fair is fair." Loa'moti said. "Right father?"
"That is correct my dear." Yolit'ger said. "Now, we all need to get a request."
"A request?" Angela asked. "What type of request?"
"Anything your heart desires." Yolit'ger said. "Just tell me and it will be yours."
"Anything?" Angela repeated.
Dutch and Michael had seen Angela's spine stiffen when she had heard her father tell her that if she wanted anything, she could just tell him and he would get it for her. Angela, too, was surprised at the generous offer her father was giving her. Although she did have everything she would ever want on earth, she didn't have anything from Dacopse. Swallowing hard, she tried to speak. Her voice came out small and squeaky.
"A..." Angela started. She had to stop when her voice cracked up.
"Go on sweetie." Yolit'ger said.
"Don't be frightened sister." Mal'ikob'ico said.
"A skull and tooth necklace." Angela gulped.
"Of what colour?" Yolit'ger asked. "We have gold, red and black."
"Red...no, no gold." Angela sighed.
"One gold skull and tooth necklace coming up." Yolit'ger said.
"A small request." Loa'moti sighed. "But a good start sister."
"You made a great choice." Paeot'bi said.
"It's okay to cry honey." Yolit'ger said.
Angela didn't hold back, she had allowed her pride to fall far below what it had been before and she had dropped the one thing that she had kept jealously guarded for years. She had allowed for her actions and emotions to show, she had allowed her worst weakness to show. Gently releasing herself, she felt her legs giving out. Instead of falling to the ground, she landed in her fathers arms.
