Qua Sho hadn't been any help during the last forty-eight hours that third week Angela and her friends had been on Sordoican. Angela really was begining to wonder what he really did. When he woke up, he'd drink his coffee-like substance then wake her up. After waking her up he'd fix her something to eat then he'd lock the door behind him after leaving. Angela hadn't really much to do, so she just read books and slept.
One very hot day, with no clouds in sight and no rain in the forcast, Angela found herself reading the English to Yautja encyclopedia in the living room when there was a squealing from outside. She didn't move for five minutes, then with a bound, she leaped up and looked outside. Qua Sho was standing outside, with a spear raised. He was fighting some type of creature that was hidden by his body. Angela could only make out the tail, it was vemon tipped and ready to swing down unto her mate. With no other word or sound, she ran to the door and tried to open it. It was no use, it wouldn't budge.
Racing up the stairs, she heard more squealing and Qua Sho's shouts of pain. There was a window that was never locked, Qua Sho had decided to keep it open in case the pyramid needed ventilating. Before swinging the window open all the way, Angela back tracked and went into the weapons room. She grabbed a steel spear with a metalic point and raced back to the window. With a glance outside, she screamed. Qua Sho was down, pinned underneath the beast and bleeding badly on one side. With nothing to lose, Angela slipped out of the window, and dropped down unto the creatures back.
"Motherfucker, you leave my man alone." Angela exclaimed.
She drove the spear into the flesh of the creature with a scream, it took a while for it to reach the spinal column of the beast because of the strong skin on the beasts body. There were spikes running along the creatures back and they were biting into the soft flesh on her legs, groins and private area. The creature sent up a fit of rage and reared up, Angela went flying. She landed twenty feet away and lost her breath, she could tell that one of her ribs had broken.
Qua Sho stood up right as the beast was towering atop Angela's body. Angela tried to move out of the way, but her legs wouldn't move. The tipped tail was raising itself, and it was directing itself to her soft belly. With a roar, Qua Sho jumped onto the beast and he drove his own spear into the creatures skin. The creature reared up but Qua Sho held on, the spear went in deeper until it came out of the belly. The creature floundered over onto its side and died.
"I know what you're thinking..."Angela gasped. "but I couldn't let you get hurt."
Qua Sho was standing over her, fuming and with his hands balled up into tight fists. Angela flattened herself to the ground and pleaded with both her eyes and her mouth. It was like that for awhile, before she crawled her way up and trying to avoid Qua Sho as best as she could, she trudged back up to the pyramid. Qua Sho followed her with weary eyes, he was tired and hurt, and he didn't need this right now. Following at her back, he opened the door and pushed her in.
Angela followed Qua Sho as he limped his way into the bathroom, she wanted to help him. There was a deep cut to his kneecap that would most surely get infected. His arm was cut to pieces as if he had been kicked and he was missing a fingernail. Angela couldn't help but notice that he squinted every step. He pulled out a kit from the medicine cabinet and turning around he growled. Angela grabbed the kit, and slowly gripped him by the hand she led him out into the living room where she made him lie down.
"Poor guy, that creature really did a number on ya eh." Angela cooed. "Big bad monster tearing my guy to pieces like this."
Qua Sho watched carefully as she pulled out the stimulant shot. He grunt as she pressed it in, probing him gently. Laying that aside, she grabbed a pair of wound clamps. She wound those around the cuts cleanly, and strongly. He could tell that the bleeding was already stopped. She next went to work on his torn arm. She did the exact same thing, except she used the antiseptic this time. She next went to work on the fingernail. Qua Sho closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth. He knew this was going to hurt.
Taking out a shrapnel extractor, Angela pulled the remaining nail out. He gave a hiss, but that was all. The antiseptic and wound clamps were next applied, then he was allowed to sit upright. He ruffled her hair and purred. Angela couldn't hold it in any longer, she giggled and giving a quick hug, she left to replace the kit.
"That's a good girl." Qua Sho thought. "That's my special girl."
Qua Sho didn't wait to see when she returned, instead he layed himself back down and dozed. Angela returned just as he started snoring. With a tsk of her tongue, she went upstairs and got a few blankets. Returning to the living room, she quickly unfolded the blankets and gently placed them on the sleeping Yautja that was still snoring soundly. Moving slowly, she picked his head up and craddled it in her lap. He snored away, peacefully unaware.
A stirring woke Angela up at dusk, Qua Sho was sitting up. With a grunt, she pulled herself out of the painful position that she was in. Her back had been against the arm of the couch and thusly the arm had been cutting into the scars crisscrossing her back. Qua Sho shook his head as if collecting his thoughts, and Angela touched his shoulder tenderly.
"Sleep well?" Angela asked.
"Yes." Qua Sho wrote.
Qua Sho shook his head vigously back and forth then stood up. He wobbled for a few seconds then stablized. Angela stood up at his side and with a slight smile, went into the kitchen. Qua Sho followed slowly at her side, wondering what she was doing. He didn't have to wonder for long, Angela started pulling out some green leaves and boiled them in water. She added some cinnamon then she poured the substance into two cups. Walking to the table, she placed one of the cups infront of Qua Sho's hands. He looked at it strangely.
"It's called green tea." Angela explained. "Very good for you."
Taking a deep breath, Angela watched as Qua Sho raised the cup to his lips. She couldn't help but giggled to herself, the guy obviously had never had tea before. Qua Sho took a tiny sip, and he liked it. He emptied the cup and asked for more. Angela willingly gave him her cup. The pot of tea was gone in five minutes, all of it going down the throat of the thirsty Yautja sitting across the table.
"More." Qua Sho wrote.
"There's no more." Angela giggled.
Qua Sho looked at her with wide eyes, admiring her and wondering out loud why she was helping him. Just a few days ago she had tried to bite him on the arm. Luckily he had raised his arm just in time to avoid it. He expected it, he saw his girl as a hunter and that much was something to really look forward to. Especially in their offspring, he began wondering what they'd look like. Before he could say or write anything down, there was a knock on the door. Angela jumped up and was about to get it, but Qua Sho stopped her in time. He knew who was at the door, it was Master Yautofo and Lotoja.
"Good afternoon Qua Sho." Lotoja exclaimed.
"Afternoon to you too Lotoja." Qua Sho replied.
"How's that female of yours?" Master Yautofo asked.
"Doing pretty well." Qua Sho laughed.
Angela couldn't tell what they were saying, but by the way they were laughing and shaking each others shoulders she bet they were excited about something. Almost afraid to step out of the kitchen, the whip marks upon her back sizzling and telling her to hide, she shook her head violently. With a half-step, she was out of the doorway of the kitchen and walking towards Qua Sho. Lotoja noticed her quickly, and gave a rough snarl. Angela jumped and ran up the stairs. She could hear laughter.
"A little jumpy isn't she?" Lotoja laughed.
"She'll adapt." Master Yautofo replied. "Bring her down, I want to see her."
Qua Sho's footsteps could be heard walking up the stairs, he was at their bedroom door in less than a minute. Angela was hiding underneath the covers, obviously very much frightened. With a giggle, he walked over, picked her up gently and carried her out of the room and down the stairs. Lotoja stared at her with large eyes, while Master Yautofo examined her with his hands.
"She's got a broken rib." Master Yautofo exclaimed.
"Huh?!" Lotoja exclaimed. "What she try to escape again?"
"No, an Xenomorph got lose from the training arena." Qua Sho explained.
"Yeah I heard about that..."Lotoja said, then added. "What was she doing outside?"
"Jumped out of the window and unto the creatures back." Qua Sho sighed. "Besides a few scratches, she's fine."
"Those ribs need tending." Master Yautofo stated.
"Right, I'll take care of them right away." Qua Sho said.
Gently placing her down onto the couch's cushions, Qua Sho walked quickly to the bathroom were he retreived the medicomp. He was very happy and satisfied with what he had bought, she was everything he had thought and more. When he returned he noticed that his girl was huddled to one side of the couch, looking up at Lotoja with untrusting eyes. With a hiss, he quickened his stride and was infront of her in less than a minute.
"She remembers me." Lotoja sighed. "Didn't want it to be in this type of way though."
"She'll learn to trust you." Master Yautofo sighed. "Go ahead and clean her Qua Sho."
Lotoja and Master Yautofo walked into the kitchen, with fleeting glances behind them. The girls eyes followed their every movement. Sad to say, the girl wasn't frightened, she was cautious. The beating that she had gotten a few days ago hadn't stopped that fire in her eyes, it was still there. They could tell that she was an extreme risk and an extreme prospect for breeding. Lotoja and Master Yautofo began wondering what the children of these two would bring.
"Still has that fire in her eyes I see." Master Yautofo whispered.
"Yes, I think she'll always have that in them." Lotoja sighed.
"She has a fighting spirit." Master Yautofo continued. "Combine that with her temper and we have a problem."
"Should we suggest fixing her?" Lotoja asked.
"No, Qua Sho obviously loves her and she likes him." Master Yautofo said. "She'll turn around."
"Bring the sword?" Lotoja asked.
"Yes, and the bow and arrows." Master Yautofo replied.
"And the knives?" Lotoja asked.
"They were given to Qua Sho two days ago." Master Yautofo said.
"I wonder where she got that sword." Lotoja said.
"We'll find out soon." Master Yautofo sighed. "Qua Sho?"
"Yes Master?" Qua Sho answered.
"Done in there yet?" Master Yautofo asked.
"Yes all done." Qua Sho announced.
With that, Master Yautofo and Lotoja walked out of the kitchen and back into the living room. Angela was sitting on Qua Sho's lap, playfully nibbling a string of his dreadlocks. Master Yautofo took a seat beside Qua Sho, and Lotoja sat himself across from them, trying to distance himself from the girl that was eying him warily.
"Now lets find out where she got this sword..."Master Yautofo said in his native tongue. "Child?"
Angela looked up sharply and glared, the Yautja beside her was holding her sword. The gold and red case with the black and silver humaniods stood out perfectly. She was glad to be in its sights, because it gave her strength, it gave her a purpose and a will to live. The sword blurred in and out of her eyes as usually, but the artwork struck her like it never did.
"The broken blade." Angela whispered.
"Where did you get it?" Master Yautofo asked.
"I bought it at a pawnshop." Angela whispered. "Four years ago."
"How much did you pay for it?" Lotoja asked.
"Four hundred and twenty dollars...why?" Angela asked.
"That's a hefty price, you know how much that is in Yautjamenties?" Master Yautofo asked.
"No sir." Angela sighed.
"Two thousand two hundred and thirty Yautjamenties." Master Yautofo stated.
"Why are you telling me this?" Angela asked timidly.
"Because this sword happens to have some of our history written on the case." Lotoja stated.
"With your permission, I'd like to study this sword." Master Yautofo said.
"Will I get it back when you're done?" Angela asked.
"You will get it back." Master Yautofo said. "In less than three months."
"You have my permission." Angela said.
"Good, now we have some of your primitive weapons here..." Master Yautofo said.
Dinner was a quiet one, Angela sat looking smartly across the table at Lotoja meanly. Lotoja glanced up once or twice but didn't seem to care. Qua Sho had his hand on Angela's shoulder, reminding her that he was right beside her. Besides the tasty bird that Qua Sho had cooked, she had no appetite at all. As if seeing the sword had mystified her beyond reason. That sword was her baby, her pride and joy. It had never left her side, and would never. With a yawn, she excused herself and went to bed.