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Also, this chapter is important for the next one, which I think you guys are going to love I already started on it, it's fighting me though I have rewritten it so many times lol but will meet our Yautja and he will meet Mercy be glad though because he wanted the spotlight in chapter.. anyways read on we'll chat at the bottom.

Sins of the Stars

Light So Dim

"Am I just a lost soul blowing in the wind? Or a coward scared to look within? Or do I have a brave heart with a light so dim? Is that who I am?" ~Is That Who I Am, Chris Carmack

Ch. 6

Burning, the hot fiery ache in her thighs, throat, and arms begged her to stop, to rest just for a minute but she couldn't they wouldn't let them stop! Her breath was in huffs and gasps, the wound on her side had reopened to the point blood was pooling against her shirt, her grip on Andy's hand like a vise. The boy was in no better condition, his breathing just a ragged and he was tripping over his feet and stumbling in exhaustion.

Herding, just like Stacy has said; blocking paths, making loud noises to keep the fear bubbling no time for rational thinking. Each time she turned left or right one of them would jump down and charge, forcing her to back up and yank Andy a different way.

If she had any time to think, Mercy would have noticed they weren't exactly trying to catch them. Just exhaust them to the point of desperation, until the only option was to run where they wanted, which was down a dark path the opposite way from the city's main door and into a large metal room with the door slamming shut just behind them.

"Mercy." Andy whimpers holding onto her tightly.

The room was pitch black, so much so that no matter how much they widen their eyes, there was no way for them to adjust.

"Shhh, I'm here no one's going to take you." She soothes, Mercy wanted to say it will be ok but she didn't want to lie because who knew but one thing was for sure she wasn't going to let anyone take her brother.

"Welcome, Mercedes and Anderson, it's good to see you finally made it." The voice was calm and very gentle, it scared the hell out of Mercy.

"Who's there? How do you know us?" She called out to the darkness only to wince when a small but very bright light snapped over them.

The sounds of clicking heels on metal flooring echoed around the two siblings, as they turned this way and that trying to pinpoint the direction of the sound. A woman dressed similar to a flight attendant stepped into the light with a kind smile, dipping her head in greeting she flickered in and out of appearance

"I know both your names, Mercedes Marie Lewis as well as Anderson Benson Lewis." The hologram smiled. "You can call me Wilma."

Mercy's eyes widen, as she took a sharp intake of breath. "Well Shit!" slowly she reached through the hologram named Wilma, her hand felt cold as if she was waving through mist.

Jerking her hand back, she licked her lips. "Wh-where are we?"

"Well right now you're in Quadrant unit 6642." Wilma smiled placing her hands around her back, just as the floor beneath them jerked with a shudder, like an elevator.

"And…where this unit taking us?"

"There's no need to worry, Mercy you and your brother are very safe."

"That wasn't my question, I asked where are we goin!"

Wilma blinked and smiles. "We're going down."

Mercy eye twitched.

"Where is our destination?" Andy asked instead.

"Somewhere safe."

"I see…" It was clear Wilma wasn't going to answer her. Mercy clicked her tongue her panic was swallowing her, this wasn't happing. No this wasn't happing this so wasn't hap—there, just behind the hologram was a control panel!

"Stop the elevator and let us out right damn now!" Mercy hissed, as she backed away from Wilma, she had to be an AI system controlling this right? "Stop the elevator damnit!"

"Please Mercedes, calm down your heart rate is spiking, and you're scaring Anderson!" Wilma suggested in a tone that sounded a lot like worry.

"Don't tell me what to do!" She stumbled through Wilma with a shiver with Andy still hugging her hips as she looked down at the panel "Just open the damn door!"

"Please, just calm down were almost there." The hologram tried to reason but Mercy had enough she jammed buttons and flipped switched but nothing worked, plus the alien language wasn't helping.

Andy pulled away from her before shoving his hand in her pocket pulling out her sharpen rock, and with such anger filled yell he shoved the rock down deep into the panel. Sparks and static filled the air as the floor jerked to an uneven stop, causing them to tumble and slide to the right.

Wilma looked around flickering in and out. "Well, that happened." She mutters facepalming, the action surprising Mercy with just how human it was. "I can see why your race is so highly valued, each one so different." She walked closer to the two, leaning down looking at them closely like she was examining an interesting bug.

Mercy pushed Andy behind her as she glared at the hologram, she seemed so nice and harmless before but now she was getting Resident Evil, the Red Queen vibes.

She watched them for a minute longer before nodding her head, seeming to deem them acceptable as she reaches up releasing a hatch, a door above them hissed open as a thick white mist came rolling out bring cool air with it. "You're a good pick." She nods before flickering out.

Two breaths past before they each sagged in momentary relief. "She was scary." Andy mutters.

"And you were very brave." She looked behind her to her small brother. "Good job with the panel." Mercy ruffled his hair, Andy leaning into the affectionate touch.

The door was a lot heavier than she expected as she shoved it open with a grunt and peered into a dark hallway, there was nothing but slim lighting and thick white smog on the flooring. Mercy had her legs hang out down into the elevator like a makeshift ladder for her brother, wanting to be the first to look rather than shoving him up onto an unknown floor, who knows what could have been waiting on them.

"Alright, climb up."

Holding her brother closer to her chest, the long hallway was filled with metal structures and large arches on the walls that were a darkish grey to a black. The only lights were the dark orange glow from hanging lights up between the arches. They made slow progress through the dark halls, straining to listen for any sounds, the sharpen rock at the ready and her brother clasps in her hand.

Left foot

Right foot

Tense

left foot

Tense

right foot

Pause…listen

Looking left, then right, upward (because they love jumping down), back.

Clear…left foot

That dance went on for a few more halls until a roar came from behind her. Mercy's breathing hitched before she took off in a dead sprint with Andy behind her yelling, "Go, Go, He's here!"

Peeking behind her a large human mass ran at her at full speed, cursing she faltered from making a hard left rounding the corner, only to dodge an anger swipe of claws, that ripped at Andy's shirt.

"Andy!" Mercy yelled in shock as she crashed to the floor, shimmying backward as the large alien mass in front of her grabbed at her brother while the other one appeared behind her, forcibly grabbed at her arms yanking them behind her back.

"No! No, let go! Let go, Please Mercedes!" Andy sobbed loudly, his face going red with tears as he pushed at the sliver gunmetal color mask. Fear was written all over his face, from his wide panic eyes to his frantic shoving and hoarse yelling.

Mercy screamed as she kicked out her legs, tossing her head in back in distress hearing a crunching sound followed by a short roar of pain, as she was dropped. She didn't get enough to scrabbled up when she was picked up off the ground by the wall of muscle behind her. The sounds of loud purring reverberated around them and into her back through her chest, the vibrations rattled her bones to her nerves easing out the tension bit by bit.

"Stop…Stop...that damn purring!" Mercedes's body jolted upward against the sluggish calm that was washing over her, reaching up yanking on the dreadlocks that laid over her shoulder. At first glance, she was sure it was hair but as her hands squeezed tighter at the lock the more it felt like flesh, if she wasn't in such a panic and rush she would have marveled at.

This wasn't the time or place for that, not until Andy was safely back in her arms. Opening her mouth wide, baring her teeth in a snarl she bit down hard on the lock while yanking with all her strength. Warmth flooded her mouth, enough that the taste made her want to gag but she didn't dare let go, she felt the body behind her tense in shock before letting out a loud roar of pain but instead of dropping her as she had hoped, the pair of arms tighten around her, not reacting to the fact she bit his…hair?

It took her a moment to realize they have been walking until a bright light surrounded her, then the smell of lavender? Followed by a rough bark that made the male behind tense up even more.

"Hulij-bpe agaj'ya, Gkei'moun lou-dte kale" (You crazy barbarian easy with the child maker!") The male that barked was large in all the sense, from height to width. His pebbled skin was dark green and brown with specks of yellow, while down his chest and the inside of his thighs were light tan. His mandibles were tucked tightly inward, the top left one tapping against the bottom left in agitation, much like a fed-up adult tapping its foot.

Mercedes jerked her head back in disgusted, he was ugly! There was no nice way of putting, the thing was just ugly, hands down! She now understood Callie nickname of Crab Ugly.

"Dtai`Pauk lou-dte kale nav'g-kon pyode pup" (The fucking Child maker brought a soft pup!") The one behind her barked back with a huffed, before jerking his head in the direction of Andy who hadn't stopped struggling.

Tall and ugly looked to Andy then over to her, before sighing and placing his hands onto his hips, shaking his head making those fleshy dreads wiggled with the motion as he walked over to her. The human action threw Mercy off for a second time, what was up with the human mannerism.

His large wide chest was in her face, to the point she had to turn her head sideways, her height stopped under his pectorals. With a quick hand, he had her chin in his grasp between his pointer finger and claw. Left, then right, up then down in all directions he tossed her head to get, what she assumed as a good look at her, before huffing in her face, he reached to smooth down her hair before, moving over to her brother and doing the same.

"Dtai' Lou-dte Kale ikthya-de pup te'drj? Kwei y`di tarei-hsan?" (And how does she act when the pup is in distress? Does she plea, maybe whine and thrash?)

Mercy couldn't understand what in the world they were was saying, but it was obvious that they were being looked over…like cattle? Narrowing her eyes, she watched him closely while he hovered over Andy, handling him so roughly it made her tense.

If Mercedes wasn't so focused on the wellbeing of her little brother she would have noticed the way, the Alien wasn't really examining the boy, but more for her reaction to the sounds the boy made and which could make her bristle.

"H'ko lou-dte kale…. dtai'kai'-dte skia R'ka" (No childmaker…fight with fire) The alien grunted his mandible looking broken and his dreads was bleeding all because of one of little ooman.

"Sei-i…R'ka." The male tusk clicked once as he turned to Mercy, tossed his head to the right with a wave of his hand he walked away. Slowly following the signal Mercy noticed the large pool of almond cream color…goop?

She couldn't tell what it was, but it seemed thick and… gelatinous almost? It was making her more on edges than she would have like, that was until the monster holding Andy dropped him into the gelatinous pool of cream.

Her breathing hitched getting stuck in her throat, as her body for a slip felt weightless from shock. She didn't know what the goop was, for all she knew, they could be cooking her brother or it was some type of acid pool!

"Andy!" She thrashed kicking and yelling harder and louder than she did in the hallway. "Let me go! Fuck! Andy!" Mercedes hiccupped in her yell before her feet left the ground then she too was dumping into the gelatinous pool of cream.

Mercy broke the surface with a loud gulp of air, coughing as she clawed surface. Even if it looked gelatinous, it felt thin and weightless like water, yet stuck to her skin as if it was sticky? It was an odd contradiction, but it is what it is.

"Andy?!" She called as she tried to stand but the bottom of this pool thing-y was slippery and she couldn't stay upright. Coughing in her panic, the gelatinous cream kept getting in her eyes as she wipes the stickiness away.

Before she could properly see, something strong grabbed her by her arms dragging her to the edge, and a deep rumble of, "Gkei'moun lou-dte kale." (easy Child-maker)

There was that odd rumbling purring again, how much she hated that damn sound! She hated being manipulated, and worst of all she disliked how they talked to her in that condensing tone!

She may not know what was being said but she could guess and assume! "Gkei'moun." (easy) it purred.

The crab-like face looked down at her with different eyes from the one that had dropped her into the pool, also different from the one that appraised both her and Andy. This one had softer eyes, if that was possible, it was still scary and alien to look at it, especially framed by that crab ugly face, but he didn't look at her in that intense and dominating way. Now that she looked closer she could see that this crab ugly was built in a leaner way, almost thin and skinny compared to the powerhouses she has seen and was snatched by.

Blinking, she narrowed her eyes as her body did as the purr intended, even if it did look weaker and kinder she didn't trust them. "Pup?" It asked, then pointed over to the right. Mercy felt her eye twitch to the left, yet she kept her eyes locked on it, scared to look away and too scared to what she might find.

"Pup? Sei?" It nods and points again, this time though Andy's voice spoke up.

"Um…Mercy?" Looking to the right with a jerk. Mercedes wasn't sure what she was expecting but seeing her brother being scrubbed and having his hair washed was the very last thing. "Um…I think this is bath…like a bathhouse or something?" he said just as the crab that was washing him, dumped a bucket of gelatinous crème over his head, washing away the suds.

That's when the scent of lavender filter up into her nose again, the same scent she smelled when she was first brought in. Now giving the place a good look, she could see how it resembled a bathhouse.

Mercy didn't get much time to think more of the situation when her shirt was suddenly yanked up and over her head along with her bra. It was a rough and uncomfortable action that left her yelping and scrambling to cover her now exposed chest, wincing at the wound in her side.

"ki'cte-Setg!" (Enough Quickly!) The roar was more of a growl but it was loud enough to rumble deep in her bones much like the purr did, but instead of calming her, it made her heart rate spike as she jerked back from the kind-eyed ugly, to look at the one that had so gracefully dropped her into the bath.

This ugly was more of a honey brown with black markings like a python, its eyes were like a snake as well, black with specks of gold here or there in its iris. Glaring at her, it looked up eyeing all the other thinner crab faces, each one bowed their heads and all movement stopped under the steely gaze. Seeming satisfied by the submission it snorts in dismissal and turned away, leaving the bath area with a hiss of the automatic doors.

It was quiet for a while once the door hissed closed as if everyone waiting to make sure the mean one was really gone. The kind ugly behind her huffed clinking it's mandible "S'yuit-de." (Bastard.)

The others around them seemed to chitter, like they were snickering, before ducking their heads as they went back to work, leaving Mercy with two assumptions. The first and for most was that 'S'yuit-de' was some type of insult, it had to be, the word seems to have fit into any situation if that was to happen in the workplace back on earth, which lead to the second, Mean and ugly was some type of authority figure, maybe but he was under the Appraiser.

Mercedes didn't get much time to think on it when her pants were suddenly yanked off her hips from under the water. Another crab face, this one with a missing eye, joined the mixed and was helping Kind Ugly behind her.

"No, no stop!' She hissed, when one of them grabbed her left ankle from under the water, bring it up next to what looked like a scrub brush and began scrubbing her leg and foot. "Stop...haha, No please… haha… t-that tickles!"

Giggling and yanking at her foot to be free, Kind Ugly washed her hair and arms. "Stop..haha no please ahah…I. hehe..stop!...I said stop!" Kicking up her leg into the face of, One Eye, and yanking her arms away from Kind Ugly.

Glaring Kind Ugly Barked roughly "H'ko!" pointing to her foot then to One Eye, shaking its head making the dreads wiggle. "H'ko!"

"No?" Mercy asked, with an upturned nose. How was she supposed to know what H'ko meant?

"Sei." It nods the top mandibles, spreading wide like a smile.

"Eh, and I'm going to assume, that means yes?"

"Sei." He nods again.

Chewing on the left side of her cheek, Mercy looked this creature up and down for a moment before scooping up a handful of the gelatinous crème.

"What about this?" She asked wiggling the scoop of crème in his crab-like face. "What?"

Knocking her hands away from his face he huffed. "Ju'dha." His mandibles clicked at the middle of the word with the sound of a hard 'c' sound. "Baf Wo-der."

Mercedes was taken back by the very English sound that came from his ugly mouth, it sounded like a child way of saying "Bath Water?"

"Sei, Ju'dha." He nods sticking his hand in the crème and scooping it up. "Woo-der."

"Jude ah?" She tried in which made One Eye snort in her attempt.

"H'ko…" One Eye repeated the word for water, making a loud click with his tuck and that hard 'c' sound.

"Juuu" She clacked her teeth together like a snarl while making a hard 'c' sound, like in the word cat. "Dha?"

One Eye reached over squishing her cheeks together pursing her lips, as he repeated the click sound. This time she repeated the word, without so much teeth baring.

Dipping his head in a nob, seeming satisfied with how she said the word for water or bath water, the word seems flexible. He grabbed her arm by her elbow, lifting it above her head to scrub at her back while Kind Ugly took a comb to her hair. To be taken care of and washed was an odd concept to Mercy but she couldn't help the smile watching Andy shove and push at the hands that pulled and tugged, trying to dry his hair.

That was when she noticed, his mane that was once short with a mass of curls but now it was long at least to his shoulders and full of waves and soft loose rings. Shifting in her spot to lean forward for a better look at Andy when she felt a tickle against her collar bone, slapping her hand to her chest she jerked her head away scratching at her neck. It took her a moment to realize the tickle came from the ends of her hair.

"The hell…" She murmurs grabbing at her locks, tugging and feeling all over her head. Why was her hair so long, when she left earth it was above her ears, so why…no…how in the world was it pass her chin!

She never got to voice her question, when she felt a cloth between her thighs. "Whoa hey!" she snapped snatching the towel away as she scrabbled back. "I can wash there myself thank you!"

They, thankfully, didn't fight her on this one as they both left her to clean herself but came back shortly after and all but dragged her out of the crème water to dry her off. She again tried to insist that she could dry her own body but they wouldn't have it.

Roughly drying her, Mercy suddenly felt pity for the clothes she used to toss into the drier. Once dried she was shoved down onto a stool…and that when the real horror began.

They plucked, waxed, clipped and dusted!

Having them wax her most inmate part was embarrassing in itself, though she had to admit, the wax they used was pretty amazing! Once it dried it harden before turning into dust and simply wiped off; leaving her legs and pits smooth, even the patch between her legs was small and neatly trimmed.

They plucked her eyebrows, though she wished they would have just waxed them, clipped her hair, nails, and toenails.

The dusting was the worst, gold dust on her eyes, dust on her cheeks, arms, legs and even dust on her belly!

All of this while naked, when they finally brought out clothes, or what she assumed was clothes. Mercy could have wept, it was one thing to bathed and made over by aliens but another thing to have her young her brother in the room, thankfully he was busy fighting off his own clipping and dusting.

The clothes they dressed her in, surprising wasn't anything like the 'slave Princess Leia' getup from Star Wars. While it still showed a good amount of skin, it was still something that she wouldn't feel ashamed of walking into public.

The bottoms were a tan high slit harm pants that stopped below her hip line, that reminded Mercy of the pants Aladdin wore; the top was more of a maroon tube crop top. The pants slits showed off the gold dust they splatted over the sides of her legs, while the top kept her belly exposed to let the gold shimmer and shine, bring attention to her wound that they stitched up, she was sure it would scar, and yet they put time and effort into showing it off.

Weird…

It was when they were doing the last touches of her eye makeup, that the Appraiser came back in. Walking in quick swift steps stopping in front of her and while appraised her, his beady little eyes looking her up and down, hands clasped behind his back.

The longer he stood still just staring, the more Mercedes tense, narrowing her eyes she shifted her gaze to Andy, he was safe at the moment looking to be more interested in some type of puzzle they must have given him.

Her brown eyes slide back to Appraiser as he stared down at her before he shifted his body just enough to allow his eyes to follow where she was looking without completely turning his head. He blinked his dark yellow gaze back to her just from the corner of his eye before snapping his fingers and four workers came forward, surrounding them both, each holding a box.

Bowing to Appraiser, the four opened their boxes and inside were golden ornaments, in one box were anklets and wrist cuffs, the other box was some odd midriff jewelry and last two was a collar looking thing and some kind of headpiece with a hang maroon jewel.

Appraiser circles her once more, getting closer to her at each turn, to the point Mercy was wound up so tight she was practically shaking with tension. A loud snap startled her to the point she jerks her eyes to Andy, he was safe, then back to those dark yellow eyes.

He had flicked his hand over the top of the box snapping the lip close to the ankle and wrist cuffs, his long nails slid off noisily. Whatever game he was playing at Mercy didn't like it as he yet again snapped two lids shut on the boxes, leaving one left.

With her eyes locked on him, she missed which box was remaining and where it was until the edges of the box poked her in the back and Appraiser was standing so close in front of her, that if he took a large enough breath his whole chest would rub up against her. When his arms had moved Mercedes immediately shoved against his chest, which did a whole lot of nothing, as he then placed something cool upon on her head.

The maroon jewel sat just between her eyebrows, blinking up at him as he now held a bowl of wine color paint, dipping in a single nail, he then wrote something on her left cheek, then something longer on both arms then lastly her belly. Seeming satisfied with his work, he gave a huff and rolled his right shoulder, drawing her attention to the muscles, as he looked to Andy.

Appraiser pushing the boy slightly forward and into Mercy's arms, he watched as she gripped the pup to her, happy to finally have him with her grasp since arriving at the bath.

Andy only wore baggy tan harem pants and two maroon cuffs on his biceps with gold trimming, his long hair pulled back into a low sitting ponytail.

"I know what a Thanksgiving turkey feels like." He murmurs to her as he hugged her tight.

Smiling Mercy made him look up at her. "I don't think they're going to eat us."

"Then what do they want?"

"We'll just have to find out." She replied as Appraiser held out his hand in the direction of the dark open door.

Ok, Well, that's ch6! My internet is now working soo hurray I can get back to trying to make regualr-ish updates lol! Yay! I hoped you all loved it! So Next chapter our Mr. Sexy Yautja will appear! So excited for that one yay!

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Our has taken on a life of his own and so far I have yet(again) see a Yautja like him personality wise anyways, I never expected him to be so damn stubborn!

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