Namid felt a lump on her throat that it made it hard to swallow. She tangled her fingers together so they could stop shaking. Her heart beating was inconsistent.

She licked her dried lips as she slowly walked the decorated dark marble hallway. 'Never thought they would be fashion whores.' She thought as her eyes took the details of the ornamented walls.

Every decoration depicted them as courageous warriors, slicing the heads of their very strange opponents. Many of them human.

'Hm.' she stopped and looked above those engravings. She raised an eyebrow and saw what appears to be a female. However, that female was larger and taller than them. 'The fuck? But they are all-!' A strong push on her back almost made her lose her balance.

She glared but decided not to confront him. Namid started to walk as her eyes started to wonder ahead of her. The hallway had a few warriors and all of them kept their head straight, not sparing a glance or even growl like many did. She saw a large door, high enough for them to walk without hitting their heads on the frame.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The guard behind her pocked her with the tip of his spear, making her jump. "The fuck's wrong with you?" She turned around. Only to freeze at the spot.

"I thought you were going to change, child-maker." His low voice crawled onto her ears. "It took me no trouble on getting this close to you, if you know what i mean." His tall well-built figure hovering over her, his serpent mask taunting her very being. All about this monster made her skin crawl.

And he knew it.

She knew, he knew it.

Namid swallowed. That lump causing a sensation of discomfort and pain thought her esophagus."What do-!"

"Yes?"

"What do you-!"

"Hm?" He stood straight. One hand on his side while the other gave the spear back to its original owner. "I'm sorry, can you repeat again?"

"I said, what the fuck-!"

"I'm sorry?"

"STOP INTERRUPTING ME." She screamed, her feminine voice echoing in the hallway. She took a few steps back, not caring that the unwanted attention was fully on her. "You are the cause of my problems and my distress. IF you THINK i'm going to-!"

"Careful." He warned, as the jewel on his dreadlocks clicked together as he looked from her to the door. "Sometimes the best thing is to keep quiet and give in."

Namid licked the corner of her lips, suppressing an enraged chuckle. "It won't happen."

"So much for a change." He said, looking at her. His hands now resting on his belt. "You're proving to everyone that you're incapable to amend your actions."

"I'm trying." She looked up at him, her hands squeezed in fists. "And it will start now." Her confidence boosting up, as she tilted her head back in pride.

Tichinde hummed and with the back his right hand, he caressed her in the air. "You want to believe in your own lies." His hand fell onto his side. "If you don't say it with conviction, and work hard to make it true. You'll only bring more pain and trouble to those you care about." His fingers twitched as she looked to the side, avoiding his mask's smile. "You'll fail and have no one to blame but yourself, Namid."

She looked at him and smiled. Her name sounding poisonous."Slipping one time doesn't make me a failure."

"You slipped more than once."

"Shit happens. I will start now."

Tichinde walked to her side and stopped before leaving to the trial."There are a few of us who wants to help you. And i am not talking about your ooman sisters. Trust me, they are the least ones you want to get help from."

Namid followed him with her eyes, her helmet make it a bit hard to turn her head."You know nothing about them. Your people have been treating us like shit, as we were cattle. Do you expect me to go to those who imprisoned me and make me feel like a low life?"

"Honestly, until now? Yes."

She gasped and laughed. "Of course. Of course."

"You can start to change in this right moment, child-maker." Tichinde placed his hands on his knees and leaned in, making his head jewlery click together. The gesture used to speak with children but his voice and tone meant otherwise. "Would you care for a warning?"

Namid didn't show but she was surprised of how many human mannerisms this monster had adopted. Like if he was an expert on foreigners business. Bastard was more human than she thought. "From you? Pass."

"You're doomed." He returned to his position. "Prideful, childish, stubborn and dead."

"Rapist, obsessed, mulish and extinct."

Tichinde hummed in amusement and before leaving, he said. "You've chosen the wrong allies. And decided to continue your little game. Even after you've experience the repercussions of your actions."

Namid watched him walk away and before he disappeared, she confessed. "The moment i walk through this door, i will make my change."

Tichinde continued to walk and said, waving an arm. "You will see."

"Holy shit. I made it ok." She smiled and looked at the guard. "Didn't i? Oh right." She turned to the door and rubbed her eyes. "Time to get over this."

The doors slid open, growls and shrieks waved around the huge room. Namid took a deep breath and her heart began to beat inconsistently again. She looked around and saw what appear to be high elite warriors. Some of those, bearing other marks.

She stopped in the middle of the room and looked above. There Barun sat with his face hidden behind his resting hands. Beside him Nat'Ka'Pu and few more counselors.

But no Vk'leita.

She adjusted her helmet and made a small bow. Which it did surprise Baron and Nat'Ka'Pu.

'Noticed.' She mentally said as she locked eyes with her "father-in-law". 'They can see my heartbeat. They know i'm scared and they can see it as a sign of submission.' Much to her hurtful pride and frustration, Namid took a kneeling position. 'That's right bitch. You like it.' She saw Barun tilt his head in arrogance.

As she placed her hands on her lap, Namid adverted her gaze to the side. There she saw Tichinde with his arms crossed, his mask shining more than the lamps encrusted on the walls.

"Ooman." Nat'Ka'Pu started. His voice not as perfect as Tichinde, but well perceived and deeper. "You've been accused of the murder of a healthy yautja female and for the fight in the breeding grounds. How do you declare?"

'Huh?' Wait a minute. Namid looked to the side and then realization hit her. Hanna was not present in the room. She was facing the trial alone. Taking the blame for something that she didn't do.

Namid gave a shaky breath and her eyes were wide in awareness. She looked at Tichinde who shrugged with his palms facing up. "I didn't do it. I swear i didn't kill that female. And the riot only happened because….Well, i admit to the riot but not the murder."

"Your confession holds no proof of your innocence, Namid." Nat'Ka'Pu said, his metal arm resting on the table. "These accusations-!"

"For a ship like this, there must be something or someone that caught the murder. And if it didn't, there's corruption between you all. Someone is trying to frame me. You know it." She got up, pointing a finger at the counselor. She heard growls and shrieks of shock of the spectators.

Nat'Ka'Pu stood still, as Barun growled in a low voice to his advisor. Namid shook her head and stared deeply at Barun, who in return glared. "Where's my mate?"

"Afraid to deal with your trial?" The counselor said, his voice betraying nothing.

"He's mine." She pointed a finger to herself, while looking at Barun. "I will not let anyone take him from me. I will find a way to prove my innocence."

"Ei'thah' Wt'or N'da Ot't Ro'ar. Tr'h R'e H'ko Ro'tar (You won't prove nothing because there are nothing to prove.)" Barun spat raising and making a signal with his head towards her. "Ai'thah Ei'ro Pr'go d' Lou-dte. (I remove your privileges of child-maker.)"

"Why would you leave a perfectly healthy female being by herself without supervision? As far as i know, you would not leave anyone wonder around without a guard. Myself included."

"Namid." Nat'Ka'Pu warned.

"No. If i'm already burned might as well spill everything." She placed her hands on the helmet skull and removed it. Her hair falling down to her back. "Why bring me here for the humiliation? Don't you have better things to do?"

….

She locked eyes with Tichinde. His arms crossed again, leaned against the wall as his head moved slightly from side to side. She knew he made it clear, he would have her in a way or another. And that thought, made her wish death more than ever. "I never once had it fair. We don't have justice."

"You did."

"Huh, where then?" She placed her hand on her hip while the other held her skull helmet close to her side.

"I personally took the investigation, Namid. I interrogated your fellow ooman sisters and they all accused you of confessing the crime and the riot."

"WHAT?" She dropped the skull helmet. "You're lying. They would never do that. I DIN'T CONFESS SHIT BECAUSE I DIDN'T SO IT." She laughed and ran her fingers on her long locks, walking in circles. "This is bullshit man. This is bullshit."

"You're now stripped from your child-maker statues and you'll be hold in the prison until we decide which punishment will suit you."

"They wouldn't. They wouldn't." She brought her hands together and started to pray in her head. 'Sola...'

A guard locked a collar on her neck and pulled her out of the room. The chains clicked together, marking her as a murder and a disgrace. Namid didn't open her eyes. She spoke with God, telling Him to look out for Sola. An alien who had her own Gods and culture. An alien whom she created a bond and treated her better than her own family or people. An alien whom she truly fell in love with.

An alien.

She fell for an alien.

And Namid for the first time on her life, felt no shame at all. Felt no shame in loving someone who was different in all aspects. Someone she would ran away, even if that meant she would never return to her beloved Earth.

Love costs so much but is it worth it?

Prison

She sat on a metal cold table as her hands were resting on the edge. She had cried. She broke from her act and cried. That's why Tichinde wanted to warn her. He wanted to tell her what was going to happen. He wanted to tell her that her trial was already done, even before she set her foot in that room.

But at least she didn't cry in front of them. She at least didn't give them that satisfaction. "Came here to pity me?"

Nat'Ka'Pu approached her cell. He gripped the bars with his metal hand. He looked at her and said nothing. He watched her swing her bare feet like a little child.

"You know the truth." She looked at him with a neutral expression, hands now between her legs."You know who did it. And i understand why you wouldn't take my side. I seriously thought your people at least liked having more productive females around. Losing me is a great deal."

"Using your breeding status?"

"God no." She gave him a genuine smile. "I tried to use Vk'leita, but not that. I'm just stating the obvious." She approached the bars and looked at him. "Did they "confessed" because they were forced to tell what you wanted to hear or they really meant it?"

"Meant it."

She closed her eyes and smiled. "Hmm. Well, they're lucky."

"They are?"

"If i was on the loose right now. I would kill them all. I would leave the babies cuz even if they're ugly as fuck, i don't kill them like your people do."

"You're confessing-!"

"I'm fucked now. Might as well confess something that i would do. Something that would render concrete evidence to accuse me. And thus giving me a fair trial. But." She moved back to her bed. "Nothing is fair to humans. Especially me."

"Your behavior is what brought you here."

"No. I just simply refused to give in. After being abducted from my home world, hunted, raped, subjected into horrible treatments, mocked and being chosen by someone i didn't want."

…..

"You being who you are."She gestured with both her hands." Despite what your people are going through. Do you think this is expected? You said yourself. You would have a different approach instead of being a savage like many chose to."

"Would you accept, if things would go differently?"

She looked to the side and shrugged."I accepted in a certain way. In the beginning, i refused but i ended up accepting Vk'leita. So in the end, despite my loudmouth, i gave in."

"Your actions-!"

"Well, i'm sorry. I bet if the roles were reversed, you would know. Didn't i accept to give Vk'leita pups?"

Nat'Ka'Pu nodded. "You did."

…..

"Well i have nothing more to say, much less to hear. Oh," She ran to him and gripped the bars. "I appeal to the friendship that i thought i developed with you. Don't give me to Tichinde. Give me any punishment but not Tichinde. Hell i will even give a try with that thingy serpent."

"Kainde amedha. (Xenomorph)."

"The fuck you just call me?"

"I said the name of the serpent."

"Ok….Would you kindly leave me alone? I want to spend the rest of my time listening to my own poisonous mind."

No food, no water, no blanket, even the time has seemed to stop. 'They must have a lot of ideas for my punishment.' She thought as she sighed.

A few more minutes went by and she started to wonder her life as a petty criminal brought her here. Did she regret it? If she did, she would never have experience this. But, she would neither meet her.

Besides…..the people whom were suppose to take care of her….She glared….Her parents…They could be considered monsters just like these yautjas. To her eyes, they…were even worse.

Namid rubbed her cold arms and lowered her gaze to her feet. The realization of confessing to her own self, the love she felt for an alien was…warm. Peaceful and warm.

The glare vanished. An authentic smile formed on her lips. She closed her eyes and sighed in satisfaction.

Sola will never know her feelings. At least, Namid will take her memories to her grave. She will gladly loop them on her mind until she stops breathing.

A loud thump echoed on the empty prison. Namid jolted on her seat and with fearful indecisive steps, she walked towards the bars and gripped them. She got on her toes and tried to peak, even tho her view were not blocked. "Oh shit." She started to hyperventilate when Tichinde, with bruises on his arms and abdomen walked in the prison.

He looked at her, the cuts on his skin letting small trails of pure vivid green blood, running down his skin. His mask studying her for a moment, before he slowly marched to her. He stopped, his hand slowly sliding down the bars of her cell. He didn't say a word. She couldn't hear his breathing but the rise and fall of his chest, betrayed his exaltation.

Namid slowly shook her head, looking behind him from side to side. She stood in the middle of her cell, swallowing in fear as he pointed a long sharp finger at her. His voice low and stern. "Time to go, Child-maker."

A/n: HEY. Surprised i'm still alive? Eh eh eh. Well i am.

Anyway, i want to thank everyone who has been following and favorite this story. I'm very happy to know you people are still here. Thank you so much.

You guys got a hint of Namid's past and soon you will know why she has this kind of attitude. And, well, now you also know why Sola is important to her. YES. I made her be in love with an Alien. Aren't we all in love with Yautjas'? Well, i confess that i am. Yautja's, Garrus from Mass Effect, many Turians also from ME and….many, many, many others.

A friendly warning to :

eveyssoul- Well , i can't please anyone. And so far, you're the only one who has complained. Perhaps because this story doesn't appeal to your liking. That's why it confuses you.

Also, i apologize for not letting Namid be a Mary sue. I wrote her to be like this. Careless, loudmouth and annoying. Trust me, Yautja's like challenge. These are a Badblood clan who has different views from others. Badbloods or not. Doesn't matter. And i agree with only one thing. And i'm not saying this because she is my OC. She IS INDEED ANNOYING. I get annoyed when writing her but i love her because that shows how much imperfect she is.

She's not badass, she's not a skilled warrior, and she's not a breathtaking beauty. She's just a regular person who happens to not possess mostly expected traits of some Ocs in Yautja's fictional world. And annoyance is part of many, many human beings.

This is my Oc and i love her the way she is. With all the respect, don't read this story, if it confuses you. There are plenty of others out there for your liking. Thanks for your review.

Special thanks to :

MISTYLYN- Hello. Well of course, i will finish it. I just have been busy with collage and stuff. But i will, i will. Thanks for reading this story and your review.

The Puppet Masters: Aww so sweet. Thanks for your review. It means a lot to me. Yeah, this predator society is quite different from others. I will spill every detail of why they are a little different. These predators won't kill someone just like that only because she's annoying. They have their own reasons.

8o83xc – Yes. The counselor knows Tichinde's intentions. Tichinde is basically known for being an alien lover. Particularly ooman females. He's not ashamed to show it, like some who secretly love alien females and hides it. Despite the respect he has for the higher ranks , he's very straightforward with his intentions and claims. And thank you for your kind words. I feel so jolly when i read your lovely words. Thank you so much.

Tenfangir- HIIIII. Oh my God when i read your review i lost it. How are doing? Glad you're still around. Well, i hope you liked this chapter. The next one is going for a little gloomy side but i will try to keep you interested. There are many key characters and i will show the perspective of them and this clan. Thank you for your review.

JigokuShoujosRevenge- JIGOKU HIIIII. You've been with me for so long. I'm happy you're still here. Well, you're right. Namid now is tangled in a political spat that's not on her favor. I hope you liked this chapter. And i also hope it wasn't confuse. Glad you're still around. Thanks for your review and being here.