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Chapter 25 Setg'in Halkrath
So much death...so many of her clan lying on the metal floor or slumped against the bulkhead. This was her home, how was this possible? So many faces.
Many of those she knew, had grown with and trained with, hunted with and as she walked silently through the halls she found some that she had mated with.
Kjuhte moved as if in a dream; her feet moving on their own accord. She had not come across any of her people that still drew breath yet and as she continued she began to fear there were none left.
Each new sight of a slain comrade angered her more. Her blood was boiling in her veins each time she stepped across another body.
"They...will...die. I will erase them from this plane." she growled.
Finally, she had a target in mind and stalked her way towards the female birthing quarters. If any still lived that was where they would gather to protect the young.
"thei-de and r'ka" the blood lusted female croaked.
"Will you slow down you big fucking tree!" Matt howled at the black hunters back.
He was exhausted and he could feel the fever burning him from the inside out. Blood had long ago begun to seep from his nose and its metallic tang sat heavy on his tongue. But the beleaguered human pressed on, he had to find his sister.
"Even if and most likely will be the last thing I do." he growled.
Without warning he slammed into the bulk of the male alien. with a strangled yelp Matt flopped gracelessly onto his back.
"Okay...you people to need to learn the value of wearing t-shirts and letting people, who are obviously not paying attention, know when you are going to stop like a fucking semi in traffic. It's like you all lived in NewYork or something...rude ass...fucking...what the hell are you looking at?" Matt dragged himself to his feet and moved to see what had caught the creature's attention.
He froze at the sight before him..
Through the hatchway stretched another long corridor; the same flashing lights and throbbing alarm punctuated the dimly lit space.
The hall was however very occupied.
Scattered along the length of corridor where almost two dozen bodies, some Matthew noticed were small versions of the Hunter he stood next to.
"Are those...children...kids?" he whispered to his large and in charge companion.
The dark alien simply stood and stared at the massacre before them. At the same time the door at the other end cycled open and three large aliens stalked through the portal, they froze upon seeing the two.
"Stay here ooman."
The hunter seemed more to glide than walk as he approached the apparent intruders. Matt just stood and stared owlishly at the small lifeless forms that lay at his feet.
Who the fuck kills little kids?
For cycles long past counting he had sworn an oath, to protect and to serve, to honor and guard his people's way of life.
The nameless arbitrator seethed as he stomped towards the filth that had invaded the clan ship.
Never had he seen such atrocities committed, such aberrations to the laws of his people. Especially against such an honored and respected clan. He had been sent to secure and inspect the ship by the High guard of the matron. As her visit loomed ever closer to her birth clan. He had not understood why the High Matron had decided on the sudden trip...but it was not his place to question. Yet here and now on the eve of her arrival this group attacked and murdered many of her blood. It was no fluke.
But he would investigate that later; for now he had blood to spill.
Matthew watched in awe as the fight unfolded. The first to approach his guide lay on its back, a fountain of the green blood squirting from two almost unperceivable strikes. The black hunter moved as if he were a part of the very air that surrounded them. Such grace and precision connected to something so visceral and primal as barehanded killing. The dark hunter seemed to flow as if he were moving between the weaves of air not against them. Matt sat in wonder and terror that such a thing could exist.
The arbitrator flexed his massive shoulders, the muscles bunched and released with soft pops.
"I do not know what it is you seek kha'bj-te. But the crimes..." The dark warrior could not remember the last time in his long life he had been so angry. "The little ones...the young females. They did nothing, there is no honor in this!"
The younger male snorted and extended his wrist blades.
"You are not of this clan judge. You reek of temple filth. Their time is limited old one. A new dawn for our people comes soon. No longer will we bend knee to a gush'ka."
Locks flared and the older warrior seemed to grow even darker in color at the insult to his matron. With a deafening roar he charged, his movement so fast that his opponent barely had time to prepare.
Matt's breath came in short labored wheezing.
"Behind you!" he cried weakly.
The hunter was so preoccupied with his target that he had not noticed the supposedly dead bad guy slowly rising.
Matt watched with amazed horror as the creature lurched and then rolled to its hands and knees.
How can something survive that?
"Look to your six you big fucking tree!" he cried again.
The two creatures bellowed and slammed into one another, unaware of the new man in the ring.
"God dammit!"
Matt surged forward hopelessly, what the hell could he do?
The two males huffed and grunted as their struggle continued. All the while they growled insults and threats. The arbitrator had to grudgingly give the young bad blood his due. It had been many cycles since he had fought an opponent that gave him pause.
But as always the young bloods were cocky and hasty with their attacks. No sooner had the elder given him his due; the young one attacked foolishly. In the heat of his anger he exposed himself and the arbitrator wasted no time in exploiting the weakness. His old and unkempt armor did not offer protection to his ribs. His wrist blades passed easily into the sensitive hearts and lungs. Then it was over. The bad blood sputtered and growled softly, grasping at the air. Finally, his breath ceased and he slid down the bulkhead behind him. In that same moment a weak impact jostled his legs from behind. The warrior turned in time to watch the second, whom he thought already dead, slump forward on his knees. A blade protruded from the base of his neck in what had been a clean and instant killing blow... attached to that blade stood the ragged ooman. With a final twist he ensured that the spine had been completely severed before pulling the knife free.
"You might wanna pay a little more attention next time" the small male rasped. "One shot, one kill and all that."
He looked to be in a terrible state, blood oozed from his nose and ears and his skin looked of chalk.
"Stay here ooman...remain safe." the dark warrior growled.
Matt only shook his head and started for the hatch.
"Not while my sister is still here somewhere."
Stubborn ooman male, you have been around Gahn'tha-cte too much.
Time seemed to stand still….or maybe it was passing so quickly he couldn't grasp it. The only thing Matt knew was that he felt like shit.
His tall, dark partner seemed to notice a well, as he frequently paused to look over his shoulder at him.
"I'm fine….just keep going I'll catch up." The beleaguered human stated. His companion snorted and walked on.
At the end of a particularly long hall Matt could make out the sounds of another fight. He knew that he had little left to give but if Lisa were there he had to go.
His guide stopped one final time…."you should stop here ooman….there is little you can do."
Matt grinned and could taste blood running down his face…"I still got some left for these fuckers." He rasped pathetically.
The hunter grunted and passed through another hatch at the end of the hall. Matt took a shaking breath and followed.
"AW fuck me man!" he grumbled at the sight on the other side.
The doorway had led to an open circular room with a large fountain in the center, leafy vines and flowers were planted around the circumference of the room. It would have been a pleasant place if not for the dead and dying scattered around. To his left and right more corridors stretched on and directly across, what appeared to be the target of the invaders, stood two massive black doors. In front of those doors dozens of the hunter species were fighting. Already dozens more lay scattered in the plaza and down the hallways.
"What's in there?" Matt asked quietly.
His partner in asswooping growled softly….."Female birthing quarters….it is where we keep our infant young." The hunter struggled to find the words.
"These guys are really pissing me off man." Matt swore. His companion simply grunted.
Without any further words the hunter moved forward in an effort to aid the sieged warriors.
Mat just stared at the chaos and carnage that spread out before him. Before the large black doors several dozen hunters stood shoulder to shoulder they appeared to be in various states of dress or undress, some of them were female for obvious reasons. Several weren't even wearing the dreaded loin cloth and were armed only with rippling female scary awesomeness and their claws.
The group faced and appeared to be standing their ground against a group of dirty looking aliens. Between the two groups appeared to be the battleground judging by the scattered dead and dying.
"Oh look alien murder hobos are attacking….."
For a brief moment Mat could hear the thumping of distant helicopter rotors and the sounds of explosions and men yelling…..this scenario was all too familiar to the scarred human.
Gahn'tha-cte stalked around the corner and came to a grinding halt. The plaza before was filled with the dead. Most bearing the clan mark. A deep rolling growl began to echo off the walls as she looked at the glazed dead eyes of so many young and promising clan mates.
The group of females behind answered her growl of hatred with their own.
"Katishka give us blood!" One of the older females barked.
Gahn'tha-cte felt her soul wary at the sight of so many dead, her body felt heavy with the sorrow.
Grieve later!
"Come sisters." She whispered. "And stop calling me that."
The group stalked towards the sound of battle echoing from the nursing chambers beyond. The intruders unaware that a fully armed and fully armored group of huntresses bore down on them.
Two things were certain to Lisa she had absolutely no clue what the fuck was happening and she was scared to death. Everything had happened so quickly, one moment she was laying on a warm bed with what appeared to be medical equipment around her and the next she was being scooped into the arms of one of the large creatures Mat had introduced her to. The next moments were a blur as she was rushed down hallways and past doors. By the looks of her hosts something was very wrong although she could not hear their words, their body language told a terrifying story. After minutes or days she could not be sure; she was settled on a large fur covered platform and left alone. The ground under her vibrated heavily and she just could not seem to get her eyes to focus on any particular object or face for long. There appeared to be several faces above her and hands all over body, warm dry hands Then she felt herself being wrapped in a soft warm covering. No matter how hard she fought she couldn't keep her eyes open and felt herself slip into the warm embrace of sleep. Moments passed before she felt herself jolted awake again, this time she was able to focus her eyes on the faces above her. There three of them and as Lisa scanned her surroundings she could see they were female.
Does no one wear clothes around this place!?
The three "women" were bare to the waist, their breasts were huge, almost engorged and after further investigation she could see their huge bellies resting near her head.
Oh they are mamas. That's nice…
I wonder where Matthew has gotten off to.
With that final though Lisa fell into the deep dark of her exhaustion.
A/N: Bum Bum Buuuuummmm. I'm back guys. For those that have been waiting, thank you. As always reviews are welcome. I'm hoping to build up the steam to keep them coming. This chapter is a little weak but ya know it's been a minute so bear with me.
