Yautja language
Thoughts or passed events
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Chapter 38:
*Two weeks later, Dena'ee POV*
…
'' May I speak freely, Master? '' Izo asked from behind him as she cleaned around.
He stopped the video he was watching and sighed: '' Izo, I already told you: when we are alone you can always speak. You don't have to ask.''
She nodded and fidgeted a bit before asking: '' Who-who is it on the videos you're always watching? I mean, I know the grey and blue male is your little brother, but the human…? ''
He shook his head, amused. She probably had been gathering her courage for weeks simply to question him. Humans and their curiosity… Since Lyna had been gone and he couldn't find her and bring her back here at the time, once in a while he liked to watch videos of her and Ari'dan as they grew up. It had been Uria's idea to film them and to take pictures.
'' The human…is a gift I've received 16 or 17 years ago on a job. I did not care much for humans back then, but Ari'dan was rather fond of your species. I raised her with my main servant and later she became my little brother's hunting partner. They were always calling each other brother and sister. ''
His servant looked away and bit her bottom lips before talking again: '' Is she dead? ''
He frowned: '' No… Why would you ask that?''
'' You always look sad when you're watching these films, Master. Where is she? ''
Dena'ee grumbled; he had forgotten how much humans were perceptive to others' emotions. He turned to her completely: '' Do you know who the rebel Captain Owen is? ''
She looked down: '' Every human servants or slaves knows who she is, Master…'' She trailed off.
Really? He was curious about what her opinion now. He placed his chin on his fist:
'' Tell me who she is, then.''
The servant was slowly balancing herself from one foot to the other: '' Well… She is a rebel; a young human female who decided to fight. Captain Owen was first seen in a town where she unleashed a riot simply by speaking to a small group of civilians. She is a warrior and she won many battles and they say this is why she had been named Captain even though she was rather young. One of the main rebel leaders is apparently her father; the rumor says they are almost identical. I heard she was tall and had cold, blue eyes…That she was wearing a hunting partner's armor, one that she took from a yautja and his pet! The youngbloods call her Cetanu's daughter because many swore they had seen her being mortally wounded; but she always comes back! It was like she's immortal or something… '' She described excitedly.
It was evident that Lyna was someone she admired. The black yautja raised a brow:
'' That's what they say about Owen? What do you think of her? ''
'' That's what gossips say… I believe she must be brave to fight like she did. Even though yautjas tell everyone she's a cold blooded killer and that she carries on her self the rings of her fallen enemies, I think she's more than that.''
'' How so?''
'' Apparently, she helps people and humans love her. She freed slaves and servants on Earth like no one else did before. '' She explained.
He hummed: ''I see. Do you wish to know who she really is?''
Izo appeared uneasy at his tone: '' Hum… I'm sorry if I offended you Master… I know she was one of your enemies and maybe still is. I know yautjas don't like her.''
He waved off her concerns: '' No, no. I'm not angry Izo. Still, do you wish to know the truth?''
Dena'ee could tell she was curious and she nodded.
'' There is no mystery behind the great Captain Owen. Do you know why she fights so well? Because I trained her! The armor she's wearing? I had it made for her years ago! Do you know why death had not taken her yet? Because my little brother, who is now a healer, is always patching her up with yautjan medicine! The rebel leader is not her father; he is her uncle. Maybe you heard this rumor too; she speaks yautjan. Normal, she lived most of her life on Yautja Prime! '' he growled.
His little servant was staring at him with widened eyes: '' She-she's the little girl on the videos?''
He chuckled bitterly and presented the screen with his hand: '' yes. Captain Owen in all her 8 years old glory. Not so dangerous looking now, hum? ''
Izo walked closer to the screen, amazed: '' She seems so… innocent.''
'' She was. Her real name is Lyna' Dan. ''
She glanced at him: '' Captain Owen was your pet… ''
'' Captain Owen… was my mate. ''
Izo turned mute, astonished.
He shrugged, trying to appear careless: '' It is not a public knowledge.''
The little female looked down: '' I don't understand, Master.''
'' What do you not understand? ''
'' I mean… She looks happy on these videos. And- and… you…well. You're a good master.'' She blushed.
Dena'ee chuckled: '' Ho really? ''
She became redder: '' I-I've never been hungry and you've never beaten me, I have clothes and you give me liberties… And I'm your servant. Captain Owen was your mate, why did she left?''
He sighed and looked away: '' That's a story for another time.''
Xxxxxx
*Lyna POV*
''…This…has to cease. '' Christopher grounded out.
The girl shrugged and looked at the front door as well: '' It's not my fault, you know.''
Leonard stepped in the conversation: '' You do not have to worry, Chris. Lyna is not in danger. These are gifts.'' He explained.
Her uncle glared at him: '' Gifts? GIFTS!? These are skulls! And what for anyway?!''
The scientist chuckled nervously: '' Well…It's a yautjan way to initiate courtship. They present their best trophies to show their skills to the desired female.''
The tall man was already growling: '' You're joking, right? ''
'' No he's not. Any woman here could be the target of this…interest.''
He cocked his head toward her, a bored expression on his face: '' Why do I have a feeling that these skulls are for someone in particularly?''
She patted his back: '' I'm not interested if you were thinking of me. ''
'' No; I forgot you already have a crab-husband. '' He grumbled.
She rolled her eyes: '' We are not like that anymore… And you know it.''
'' Yeah that's why you refused to go wherever he was during the last years…'' He pointed out.
'' I can't kill him: he's my best friend's brother… my brother's brother. It would be wrong. '' She explained.
Leonard and her uncle exchanged a knowing look and the trio began to walk toward the car to go downtown.
Xxxxxx
*later that evening, in a downtown private club*
''… Yes, absolutely; I understand, but it's only for a year. Who knows what will happen after? I don't like taking risks.'' She said calmly to her guest as she leaned back beside her second, a Canadian, into her pillowed bench.
Her 'guest', was one of her most important weapons sellers and now he wanted to stop because 'the USA were no longer at war'. They had reached a peace treaty, he said. Stupid Europeans… Müller was from Germany… The Europe was not even fighting. The Russians were, the Japanese, half of the South America and the Australians…but not them. What did he know about war?
'' You should not even be here, Captain; you could put yourself in trouble.'' He pointed out.
She rolled her eyes: '' Listen; I'm only asking for a few grenades, Yautjan Guns… and Maybe a couple of machine guns and AK-47…? I've been your best client for years! Common! ''
The german bent closer over the table separating them: '' I'm being watched! Have been for some time now; I don't want to ruin my reputation by selling you my stuff! I only came to be polite! '' He hissed.
At his tone, her man glared at him: '' Careful.'' He growled, passing an arm around her shoulder.
That's why she had chosen this club; the dim light and the music were making it easier to speak in private. A club where half the employees were working for her.
Lyna sipped her glass of alcohol: '' Calm down; there is no need for us to be tensed. Müller: I'm not starting a war again or anything. I just want to make sure my men and I are safe if something happens or if the treaty doesn't work. ''
The blond man was about the respond when the people around them became strangely silent. They all glanced at the door: ha crap.
Dena'ee was standing there and was staring directly at her, she was sure, through his mask. The male took it off and hooked it at his hips before walking to them.
The German was obviously trying hard to stay calm; the girl could see the pearl of sweat going down his temple.
'' Hello Elite Arbitrator, what can we do for you? '' she said casually.
'' What are you doing here Lyna? And with those…males.'' He asked, glaring at her second who still had his arm around her.
She smiled: '' My two friends and I are simply enjoying each other's company over a glass of alcohol. ''
His mane slightly flared and he growled pointing at Müller: '' This man is known for doing suspicious travels all over the world… and now he is with you, a rebels captain and one of her men. ''
Lyna faked a laugh: '' Him? Suspicious travels? You're joking right? He's… my mother's cousin's husband, born and raised in Europe. He often comes to visit and he likes to travels. ''
The black yautja placed his hand on the table and his claws deeply scratched the wood: '' Stop. Lying. To. Me.''
Two bouncers were slowly approaching the Arbitrator; the young woman lost her fake smile and her face became hard. The two men went on each side of Dena'ee and showed their guns. The blue eyed girl leaned forward and said in a low dangerous voice: '' You are in my club, Dena'ee. Those are my men; Keep your mandibles out of my businesses. ''
He growled and breathed to calm himself: '' I was here because the human police officers were looking for you. ''
Lyna relaxed and finished her drink: '' What for?''
'' They put a hunting partner in jail and this one does not speak human. It was easier to look for you than to call a yautja with knowledge of English. I think they simply wanted to deal with a human instead of us. ''
She eyed him: '' I wonder why… Well, fine.'' She rose and pointed at Müller: '' we are not done; my second will conclude this.'' The girl said; the Canadian nodded.
She shooed the bouncers and indicated the exit to the Yautja before following him.
Xxxxxx
'' Stop looking at me like that; I was not dealing drugs or organs!'' She grumbled as the male drove the weird yautjan vehicle.
He did not even look at her: '' You frequent the wrong people; it could be dangerous for you.''
She scoffed: '' Please; I'm the biggest predator outside. I mean, besides the Yautjas of course. I have nothing to fear.''
Rapidly, Dena'ee grabbed her chin in his hand and turned her head toward him: '' You're just a little human female; barely more than a pup. A kind female that likes to play and read in the gardens back at home. The life you are leading now is not for you; it was not what I wanted for you. ''
She shook herself out of his grip: '' Too bad my lovely. ''
Soon, they arrived at the police station and they walked inside. For once, the humans were not frightened by Dena'ee; the police was used to the yautjas.
''So… what happened? '' She sighed as she placed her elbow on the entry hall desk.
It was a woman officer; she was frowning: '' We found this…man, harassing students.''
Lyna raised a brow: ''…students? As in school?''
The woman groaned, obviously exasperated by the whole situation: ''…students from a college near downtown. A private college, an exclusively female college. ''
Ho.
'' Ha. I see. ''
The police officer exploded: '' The idiot entered the dormitory and was in the showers! I received over ten calls from scared, young women, claiming that there was a huge man in their residence, groping at them! Believe me, he's something!''
The black yautja looked at her: '' What's going on? ''
'' Some stupid hunting partner decided to invade a human place of knowledge…reserved for females.''
'' Hum… this might have caused problems.''
She frowned at him: '' It did.''
The girl turned back to the woman officer: '' Well… where is our guy? So I can talk with him and see how we can resolve the problem. ''
''follow me.''
They did and as soon as they arrived near the holding aisle, they could heard the said man wailing in yautjan at his keeper:
''…Please! You're a male as well; you must understand me! I swear I found the paradise! A place created by Paya herself. The building was full of females, all around twenty years old and unsupervised! It was Heaven…''
Lyna rolled her eyes and smacked her forehead before quickly walking the cell the man was in: he stopped his ranting and stared at her, surprised.
'' My house pet?''