Author's Note:I'm sorry for any offensive stereo types in this chapter!

Ch. 21- Revelations

Suddenly someone barged in. It was Wolf followed by Det'kin'da.

"The Yaut'jaha leader has contacted us!" said Wolf happily. "He wants to speak with you and members of the royal council.

"When?!" said Elder standing up.

"They're entering our atmosphere." said Det'kin'da.

"Okay." said Elder in thought. "Summon Celtic and Jaslene."

"Anyone else?" asked Det'kin'da. "No." Elder replied. "The only ones that will be needed to attend this meeting is the five of us." Det'kin'da nodded and rushed off.

"You think they will rejoin?" asked Wolf.

"I hope so." said Elder.

Det'kin'da ran into the garden where Jaslene was back at work. This time she was scrubbing the pond. Det'kin'da came to the edge and hollered to her. She jumped and turned to him, but slipped as she did.

"Ah!" she cried as she slipped and fell into the water. She got up quickly. Celtic rushed out to her.

"Jas!" he said helping her out. She was soaked and covered in slim.

"Eww!" she shrieked.

"Hurry and clean up!" exclaimed Det'kin'da. Elder has ordered for you and Celtic to join us in a meeting with the leader of the Yaut'jahas!"

"Oh, shit!" Celtic said wide eyed as he picked up Jaslene. the he ran swiftly to their room. She protested at first, but realized this must be important for everyone. With the help of Celtic she quickly washed off and changed into a black rap around dress she was fond of and slipped on her black flip flops. She brushed out her steadily drying hair as she and Celtic walked to the royal council room.

Already Elder, Wolf, and Det'kin'da were greeting five other Yautjas. They all looked fit and high ranking, especially the two eldest, but one of them stood apart from them. He was heavily scared and part of his left arm was missing. When Celtic and Jaslene entered everyone turned to them. The one with the missing arm glared at Jaslene. this did not go unnoticed, but she decided to ignore his rudeness.

"Ah!" said Elder excitedly. "This is my youngest son and his life mate; Celtic and Jaslene. They will assume the throne when i step down." One of the older Yautjas stepped forth. It was a female. She appeared to be taller, but no less fit. At first glance Jaslene mistaken her for a male, but then notice the ample chest. Smaller details came into focus now.

"So a human?" she asked. It was hard to determine it as curiosity or disgust, but Jaslene calmed the swelling anger within her, and nodded. "Quite small compared to others of her kind, isn't she?" this one went on. Celtic now nodded. "Surprising that you haven't accidentally killed her in bed. I know from experience how rough Yautja man can be." Jaslene bit her lip. She knew it was all to embarrass her and Celtic. "Some things shouldn't be permitted, King Elder?" she said turning away. Jaslene went red in the face.

"How dare you come here and parade yourself around like you are, you old hag?!" Jaslene snapped. Celtic held her back. Everyone stared in shock as the Yautja woman turned around to face Jaslene.

"You should hols your tong, little human." she replied calmly.

"Little human?!" snapped Jaslene. "You are speaking to the future queen! I suggest you show some respect!" The Yautja raised her eye bros at this.

"I am impressed by your show of character." she said. She looked at the mark on Jaslene's chest. "I see you've been marked. Indeed I must show you more respect. My name is Ty'che." She bowed her head to Jaslene. Celtic moved Jaslene to the seat next to Elder's. They all slowly settled into there seats. Only the eldest male Yaut'jaha stood at his end of the table.

"I am Hult'ah IusViri, leader of the Yaut'jahas." he spoke. On his right sat two younger male Yautjas and on his left sat Ty'che and the battered looking Yautja. "Ty'che is my life mate and these are my three sons." He pointed them out as he said their names. It was at that moment when Jaslene noticed that only Hult'ah was marked. "Honest'us," he pointed to the one next to him, "Firm'fid'us," was the one next to that one, then he pointed out the battered one, "and Cae'spero." He still glared at Jaslene. She had ignored this longer than any had expected she could, but when she spoke up everyone was surprised at her sweetness.

"Ah, Cae'spero means 'blind hope', doesn't it?" She had directed this question to him in kindness. He grunted in displeasure at her and looked away.

"Yes." said Ty'che. "Please forgive him for his rudeness. He's had a bad experience with humans." Jaslene pursed her lips slightly as if contemplating something. But what?

"Well, most humans are assholes." she said suddenly. "Male humans right?" Cae'spero looked at her shocked, then nodded. "See there's the bad experience! Human men are stupid! I'm guessing their the ones that banged you up, I'm I right?" He nodded again in even more amazement. "You were in a big city, weren't you?" His eyes widen to their furthest extent. The rest looked surprised now too.

"Jas is somewhat a physic." said Celtic patting her hand.

"Well, if so what color's my-" Firm'fid'us started.

"Don't you dare finish saying what I think you are going to say!" snapped Hult'ah. Firm'fid'us sank down and didn't make a sound. At Elder's end of the table they snickered.

"To tell you all that's wrong with big cities would take too long." said Jaslene. I'm from the country, therefore I'm not nearly as crazy or hostile as city humans. One day you will like me, you'll see." Cae'spero couldn't help, but smile at her tone and theories. "See my divine powers have already begun to work."

"No, sweet pea, you're not divine." said Celtic. "You're more like a splinter that's starting to fester." Everyone, but Jaslene mused over the statement. Celtic quickly apologized when she jabbed him in his bare side.

"Please go on, Hult'ah." said Elder settle amused. Hult'ah cleared his throat and went on.

"Well, we Yaut'jaha find ourselves in a dilemma. Our numbers are rapidly decreasing, our pyramids are gone, and our blood is thinning. We would like to rejoin the Yaut'jaras, but we do it with heavy hearts for way we live is different. At this point Jaslene spoke up again, this time she took a kind yet authoritative tone.

"We will work out those issues. I myself have a different way of living. Surely some sort of freedom of religion or lifestyle practice could be enforced."

"Yes," said Elder, "the one we have now is a bit out of date." Hult'ah sat down happily.

"Very good." he replied. "My concern is solely on my clan." Jaslene sat there in adoration of him. He seemed genuine. For hours they discussed more topics of concern. Finally Elder stood.

"I think we've discussed enough for now. I think we have a good bass for the priorities." said Elder. "I will take this to the council and get it confirmed, but for now it is nearing supper time. I believe we are all hungry and tired." Jaslene's stomach let out a soft grumble. "Det'kin'da will show you to your rooms, then if you wish you may join us for dinner." They all stood now.

"Thank you for your hospitality, King Elder." said Hult'ah as the rest nodded. Then Det'kin'da lead them out. Afterwards Wolf, Elder, Jaslene, and Celtic left together.

"I was impressed with you, Jaslene said Wolf. "You truly will make a fine queen." Celtic put an arm around her lovingly.

"Yes, quite sweet, isn't she?" he said.

"Actually I'm speaking of when she stood up to Ty'che." Wolf replied. Jaslene looked taken aback by this as did Celtic.

"She was testing you." said Elder as he chuckled. "She wanted to know if you would stand up to her."

"Really?!" said Jaslene confused. "Why?!"

"See, Yautjas don't respect a weak leader. As the queen you will lead the Yautjas and give them a good future." Elder explained. "That is why Ty'che tested you. She wanted to see if you were strong." Jaslene smiled, thankful she took the right action.

Author's Note: I'm finally done with this chap. So here. Enjoy!