Note: I do not own or have anything to do with The Predator franchise in any way. The only reason why I have decided to write this fanfiction is for entertainment purposes and no profit will be made from it in any way, shape or form.
P.S. This story takes place at the start of the invasion at the end of Claimed by a Predator.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
"I am sorry for having hurt you, Rose," Hichea said, softly, "but I know that you will heal from what we have done this morning quickly and you will be back to your normal self soon."
It pained him to find his mate in discomfort from having done something with each other that they both wanted and liked, and had him struggling to keep from giving into his weakness. He felt an intense sadness from finding Rose hurting at the moment. It had him to feel extremely guilty for what happened to her, and that he should blame himself for what happened to her. After all, it was his decision to have her do something that she had never done before and wasn't really that prepared for. It would only make sense for him to take full responsibility for what she was dealing with at that moment.
The only reason why he didn't give into the darkness that wanted to engulf him and have him to feel a depression that most yautja soldiers feared of taking them over for fear of them going to a low that they couldn't rise up from was from the way that Rose looked to him with love in her eyes for him still despite the pain she was under and that she didn't wish for him to blame himself for something that she decided to go with although it was her first time being in that sexual position with him. Her words and how her gentle touch rested against him had the forces that were trying to take over him to go running back into the shadows.
She didn't wish for them to take him from her, and it was clear that she would do all that she could in order to make that happened. Rose wouldn't give him up to them without a fight on her side, much like he wouldn't do that with her if someone tried to take her from him. Human or yautja, he was prepared to spill blood if needed be in order to make sure that his mate remained with him and no one else had her. The idea seemed a little gruesome to someone who wasn't used to thinking in a way that involved bloodshed, but he didn't care. Having and keeping Rose at his side meant that he was willing to do whatever he had to in order to ensure that nothing and no one would threaten his newfound happiness with her.
Rising up from where he had been sitting on the bed before her, he let his hand linger on the side of her face that he was holding onto it as he spoke to her, calmly.
"Just take it easy."
"I am not broken, Hichea." Rose said, feeling like he was still blaming himself for what happened to her. "I am just a little sore at the moment. It will pass soon, and I am sure that a hot shower will do the trick in speeding up the process."
"I don't want you to exert yourself more than you need to right now."
"Hichea-"
"I only want you to rest and, if you must, take a hot bath to help yourself heal your sore muscles. Nothing else besides those two things."
His voice had taken its usual serious tone that it had before that moment with her. He wasn't going to have her questioning his authority when it came to something that involved her health and well-being. He knew that she felt like she could do anything after a short rest, but there wasn't a chance he was going to let her hurt herself. Hichea was determined to have her be at ease in his presence and there was not a chance he would her take control of the sitution.
"Is that an order?"
"It is an order and a command from your mate, the general of the yautja warriors who came to this planet."
"Yautja? What are yautjas?"
He saw an opening at that moment with her when she became confused at the mention of the word 'yautja' by him. She wasn't aware as to his kind and that this whole thing was different to her. This would allow him to speak to her more about his kind and explain the customs that were expected among his people, especially the leader of the mother ship who had brought his troop and himself there. Easing himself to sit back down in front of her, he was greeted with her voicing her curiosity about his earlier statement.
"I don't know anything about your kind. I have never heard of the word before."
"You mean 'yautja'?"
"Yes, Hichea. I didn't know that your kind existed until I encountered you in the alley way in the heart of the capital city."
"Would you like to learn more about my kind?"
"Well...I think it would be a good idea if you explained yourself to me since I am now your wife, and I will be around more of your kind once there are more like you in the area."
"It will not be a short talk, Rose. What I have to say is long and detailed. Are you sure that you will be all right to listen to what I have to say to you?"
"I am sure."
"Very well." Hichea drew in a breath of air and released it out while she took a moment to get herself a little comfortable under the covers of the bed. He waited until she was ready and attentive for what he had to say to her before he begun to tell her information about the race of beings known as yautjas, why they had come there to Earth, what they planned to do, and some of the things that would be expected of her now that she was his mate, including having a child with him.
