GAHHHHH alright I'm sorry I lied it isn't going to be a long chapter I'm trying to plan all this out so it will fit and I'm getting so frustrated! But okay the next one will be LOOOONNNNGER I double super swear!
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Anyway here goes…
I couldn't believe it. Povar was the last person I expected to come for me if anyone did. After what I said to him I didn't think I would ever see him again yet he is here. I laid on the ground, propped up on my arms, watching as the helpless Andrew got strangled by my savior.
Andrew stared horrified at the rippling ghost that held him up, unable to speak due to the massive hand wrapped around his throat. Povar roared and decloaked so the ooman could see his masked face. I had never seen Andrew so terrified in his life and was that liquid trickling down his pant leg?. His ice blue eyes had enlarged to the size of saucers as soon as he saw who was really keeping him captive. He tried to speak but they came out in a series of chokes and sputters.
"Ooman bad blood" Povar clicked angrily and tightened his grip on helpless Andrew. I had never seen the massive humanoid so angry in my life. His muscles tensed and glowed under the moonlight, showing just how powerful he really was. Andrew was big but dwarfed by Povar ten times over.
"Die" Povar hissed and I heard the familiar 'shinnnggg' of his wrist blades. I saw clear tears pour from Andrews paling face when he realized that the thing was going to kill him.
I wanted him to kill him. I really did. I wanted this bastard to get 'what was coming to him' but something made me stop Povar. "Povar wait!"
The Yautja growled and snapped his blue, shielded eyes from his meat to me, confused.
I felt weak in the knees when he looked at me but I couldn't let this happen, not this way, "don't kill him. As much as I would love that you can't kill him. Not like this" I whispered, feeling my vision go dark from how much was taking place.
Povar roared and clicked angrily at Andrew underneath the cold, metal mask . I could tell he was doing all he could to keep from ripping his head off and stuffing it in his bag. As lovely as that would be I wouldn't let him be framed for another murder and I couldn't live with seeing it happen.
After a few moments Povar seemed to understand but his anger didn't faulter. He moved his head closer to his prey to where their noses were nearly touching. "If you ever come near Amber again I will not hesistate to kill you pyode amedha. Keep that in mind while you sleep" As if pretending Andrew was one of my walls he punched the frenzied teen right in his temple, knocking him out cold and then with all the strength the massive Povar could muster he flung him nearly halfway across the clearing.
Everything was silent then save for Povar's harsh breathing. I was too afraid to speak just yet as I studied him in a worried fashion. His chest moved up and down in deep, hoarse breaths and his cream-colored skin looked sleek under the monlight as his muscles rippled underneath. He looked five times bigger now more than ever.
"Povar I-"
"Don't" Povar warned with a hiss and took a couple steps away. With his back to me he continued breathing until they started to become more even and slow. He was calming himself down.
After what seemed like minutes he finally turned and walked over to me and knelt down. I wanted to say something to him. I wanted to break down and cry but I couldn't right now, something kept me from doing so. With one clawed hand he cradled my top half in his arms and began examining my face.
"Are you injured anywhere else?" he asked in a surprisingly soothing tone.
I rubbed my forehead where the lump was but I shook my head.
"Povar…" I started, my voice felt so pathetically weak, "I'm so sor"
"You don't have to say anything Amber" he interrupted touching the red side of my cheek where Andrew had slapped me.
"No I need to say it. You were right, about me, about Andrew, about everything. I have no common sense and I'm probably about as dumb as a rock when it comes to choices. I'm sorry for what I said. You might be a home wrecker sometimes and you might get on my nerves but you're also one of the bestest friends anyone's going to find on this earth and I don't deserve you".
"Amber I-"
"I know you don't forgive me. You don't have to and I don't want you too. I deserve something as punishment".
"Do you think you deserved this?" he asked raking a claw down the side of my red cheek.
I curled up into a ball, "yes".
"Don't say that" he growled and picked me up. I was only half surprised when he managed to lift me without effort. "This is my fault". He said almost to himself while he thumbed the bracer he made for me that was still on my arm.
"No it's not" I muttered into his chest.
"Yes it is" he corrected, "you are too wreckless to be left alone".
I peeked my head up and smiled, "does that mean that you won't go?"
"If it is what you want I can stay only a while longer"
I sighed in contempt and buried my head into his warm, vibrating chest, "I would like that" I felt his hand stroke my matted hair, "I want you to stay forever, you're my best friend".
Povar didn't reply for a while as he continued to click to himself.
"I will take you home now" he simply said, tightening his grip on me.
I nodded and felt him start to move almost as fast as the wind. I only had to guts to leave my eyes open once while we were gliding through the tree tops and across the ground. Again he ceased to amaze me.
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I had dozed off, probably from fear of getting sick with all the jumping and landing Povar did. When I was home he woke me and carried me up to my room. I was shivering terribly from the memory of what happened and from the fear of what will happen. Will Andrew try and get revenge on us? I didn't think so because he practically peed his pants in fear but I knew Andrew. He was wreckless and hateful when he wanted revenge. He was going to find some way to get back at me.
It was well past midnight and my eyelids were drooping downward, screaming for sleep. I kicked off my ug boots and since I was too tired to change I curled up in my fluffy covers. It was cold in my room and the fact that my window was busted didn't help at all.
"Are you alright?" Povar noticed how much I was shaking. He was oblivious to the temperature for now.
"I'm fine" I lied and refused to look at him. I still couldn't shake this feeling of guilt. I felt disgusting, like I needed to take as many showers as possible to get Andrew off of me.
I felt a heavy bulk sit on the side of my bed and lay down beside me.
"What are you doing?" I asked balling up in the covers again.
"You are a terrible liar" he said simply. Since I was under the covers and he was not this wasn't practialy called 'sleeping together' was it? I was blushing terribly but sooner or later I turned around to face him when it was warm enough to stop shivering. He had taken his mask off. I liked him better with it off, I could tell what he was thinking most of the time.
"I know" I complied with a small smile.
"Andrew will not hurt you again so you do not have to worry".
"I still don't understand why you came back….after all the things I said. I thought you were long gone".
Povar clikced his upper mandible, "I knew you didn't mean it".
"Then why did you leave".
He paused. "I'm not going to lie but I WAS going to leave but after I gave it some thought I figured out you were just angry and you say things you don't mean when you're angry".
My eyes trailed away, "you're a better person than I am".
"Don't degrade yourself so easily Amber. You're right about one thing though. I am a monster".
"No you're not".
He only nodded, "I am. Too oomans my whole race is made of nothing but monsters. We hunt and kill things for sport and for pleasure. That's just how we are and we will never change. I don't expect any ooman to accept this".
"I don't care anymore Povar. I'm not going to judge you for what you are and what your kind does. That doesn't matter to me".
He perked slightly, "it doesn't?"
I shook my head, "No, I like you and I hope that we will always be friends and we'll loook out for each other".
"I like you too Amber" he stroked my hair and began to pur. "I will protect you from anything as long as I am here".
"As long as you are here" I repeated sadly. Povar didn't reply and I didn't want him too. The truth was just too noticeable. I had gotten attached to the big lug. His presence was like my own shadow looking out for me. He was someone I could talk too, someone I could depend on to always be there. I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of his purring. The vibration of it lulled me into a deep sleep seconds later where all that met me was a silent peacefulness that I had been needing.
I KNOW you guys wanted me to skewer Andrew to pieces for what he did but I have plans for him *evil grin* so please put you're torches and pitchforks down.
Sorry it's such sappy chap . but it was sweet nonetheless.
