* Intruding Pleads *
CaRày's hands trembled as the presence entered the room. Every menacing step the being took shook her to the core, but she did not allow her fear to show. She knew Vergere surely could feel her adrenaline accelerate through the Force, but she did not care. Slowly, she removed her hand from Vergere's shoulder and stood up carefully, closing her eyes and keeping her head low in the process.
"Breath easy, Shamed One. You are not up for the trails today."
She did not speak; afraid it either might anger or irritate the other. Because of her *past* with him, he had become the only creature she kept her mouth silent to. He controlled her, if not intentionally, he did emotionally. Deep inside she wished it was not that way, but it was. And there was no way out.
Her arms fell to the side of her ooglith masquer, which cling to her body strangely. It was unlike any masquer ever grown, yet made especially for her not for it's seductive appearance, but controlling ways.
The intruder stopped before her, and cast a glance towards Vergere. "This is the creature you have prophesized about?"
CaRày swallowed. She did not remember telling him this?
"Iwo pwai ngo diwoe!" he ordered a pair of Perfects. They swiftly entered the room and lifted the bird-like creature off the floor and out of the chambers. CaRày's bluish skin paled as her green eyes lingered and watched as they carried Vergere away.
Finally, the valve enclosed and locked once the three left, leaving the young female captive swallowing her fear inside.
"You still keep you're faith in that blasphemous theory of the Jeedai's sorcery?"
"My faith lies in the reality and the fact of life, not the false stories and gods many of my own kind claim to be true, Nivek." She dared to speak. Her eyes were locked in his. She could not remember how they got there.
Something submerged in the room, chocking her.
Nivek eyed CaRày sternly. "What power do you have to condon such things?"
A shiver trailed down her spine as his voice deepened and threatened. Quickly, she diverted her eyes back to the floor.
"You asked." She mumbled in response.
As soon as the words left her lips his hand contracted with her face. She should have seen the blow coming.
Then again she had.
She had been hit many times before, beating almost to near death a few. She was so used to them she was practically numb to the action. The only problem as every time Nivek applied that force, she felt the pain.
Silently, she screamed inside as a single tear escaped from her eyes. The cool wetness fell down her face, startling her as it slid down upon the part of her face where he had beat her.
Closing her eyes, CaRày did her best to take in what was happening. Such a reaction was natural for one of the inhabits of these galaxies, but unheard of to a Yuuzhan Vong. She had seen many beings cry before; felt it through the Force, but never had she first hand experienced the effect.
The blood inside her veins rushed to her face. She did not dare to look up into Nivek's face afraid he might notice the water form on her cheek.
Her prayers were shattered when he spoke.
"You even react as those infidels do. You don't even deserved to be Shamed."
Unexpectedly, he shoved her harshly to the ground and snapped out the coffee, which had been wrapped around his waist. He raised his arm as if to strike her.
Panic and fear accelerated inside CaRày's heart. Covering her head she cried out, "Agti minoe nea!" It was an old pardon from the ancient days and it was said that whomever spoke the words was given another option that their accuser brought up for them.
An eerie quiet filled the room. Moments passed and CaRày waited with her arm covering her head in protection. When Nivek did not answer, she slowly lowered her arm but kept her head down waiting for her punishment.
***
It had been a long while since Vergere had laid eyes on the young male. The time before, he looked so much stronger and healthier. Life seemed to flood through him before, but now. now it seeped out slowly out of him
As the guards pushed her forward, she stumbled onto the ground and fell along side the ajiso and saw a wetness cover his face like a film.
For a moment, she disregarded her injuries and pain, and stretched out to feel his and shuddered. Her vision was foggy, but through the Force she felt the energy around his body aching and swelling. Never in her entire life, had she known for a creature to endure so much. Even with her living amongst the Yuuzhan Vong for so long, there unusual pleasures for pain were nothing compared to what this one was put through.
Swallowing, she did her best to breath. The shock of the weakened Yuuzhan Vong before her frightened her. Why she was even her, she did not know, but had a funny feeling she would in the moments to come.
***
"Leave us," a loud and familiar voice boomed from the far corner of the room where the shadows seemed to hang like a dark curtain. "But stay guard outside the valve."
The two Perfects shifted behind Vergere and headed out. She swallowed as the valve closed completely, leaving her alone with the sickly Yuuzhan Vong male and the elder. She allowed a few seconds to pass before lifting her eyes up to see the hideous figure emerging from the shadows.
Nodding respectfully, Vergere spoke in shock. "Warmaster Tsavong Lah, I would not have expected this from you."
"What you have been put through was not on my orders, Vergere. It was the Supreme Cleric. My orders do not cross such boundaries, even though I do outrank him. To go against the gods is something I cannot do. At least not without a long time to reflect on the matter."
The way Tsavong had worded his last sentence caught Vergere's attention and she dared to look up at him, but kept her comments to herself and turned towards the being laying in the bed.
"Forgive me for asking, but my eyesight is not in the best of condition and all I can see are blurs. But if it would not be much trouble, who is this creature who is in so much pain?"
"My son, Khalee Lah." The Warmaster replied soundlessly. "The pain in which he is undergoing is not of pleasure or pride." He paused, hesitant in his next sentence. "Vergere, I need your help. I need you to use the Force and heal my son."
Shock overtook Vergere's system more so than her physical condition. Blinking back, she tried to speak but nothing came out.
Obviously, Tsavong noticed her surprise and did something she never thought the leader had in him. Dropping to his knee, still towering over her figure, he was now close enough to her eye level and his son's side. "Please, I need you to save my son."
"I would help if I could."
He frowned. "What do you mean? You can help. Use the Jeedai's sorcery and heal him!"
"It just doesn't work that way, I'm afraid." Her voice was steady and calm, more so than what was going on inside her.
"If you don't I allow the Shapers to use you as the first test subject of the anti-chloridian poison and you will never be able to use the Force again." He threatened.
She shook her head. "You can threaten me all you want, Warmaster, but it still changes nothing. The Force is not something that is connected with the Yuuzhan Vong no matter how so you may deny."
"Then there is no hope for my son."
Vergere dropped her head and sighed. Death was such a strange thing. Some interpreted it as evil, others embraced it, and some refused to believe it. Though no matter how may ways beings viewed it as, it did not vanquish the fact that it took life away.
Suddenly a thought came into her head. "There might be one way."
"How?" A new light of hope vibrated through the Yuuzhan Vong's voice.
CaRày's hands trembled as the presence entered the room. Every menacing step the being took shook her to the core, but she did not allow her fear to show. She knew Vergere surely could feel her adrenaline accelerate through the Force, but she did not care. Slowly, she removed her hand from Vergere's shoulder and stood up carefully, closing her eyes and keeping her head low in the process.
"Breath easy, Shamed One. You are not up for the trails today."
She did not speak; afraid it either might anger or irritate the other. Because of her *past* with him, he had become the only creature she kept her mouth silent to. He controlled her, if not intentionally, he did emotionally. Deep inside she wished it was not that way, but it was. And there was no way out.
Her arms fell to the side of her ooglith masquer, which cling to her body strangely. It was unlike any masquer ever grown, yet made especially for her not for it's seductive appearance, but controlling ways.
The intruder stopped before her, and cast a glance towards Vergere. "This is the creature you have prophesized about?"
CaRày swallowed. She did not remember telling him this?
"Iwo pwai ngo diwoe!" he ordered a pair of Perfects. They swiftly entered the room and lifted the bird-like creature off the floor and out of the chambers. CaRày's bluish skin paled as her green eyes lingered and watched as they carried Vergere away.
Finally, the valve enclosed and locked once the three left, leaving the young female captive swallowing her fear inside.
"You still keep you're faith in that blasphemous theory of the Jeedai's sorcery?"
"My faith lies in the reality and the fact of life, not the false stories and gods many of my own kind claim to be true, Nivek." She dared to speak. Her eyes were locked in his. She could not remember how they got there.
Something submerged in the room, chocking her.
Nivek eyed CaRày sternly. "What power do you have to condon such things?"
A shiver trailed down her spine as his voice deepened and threatened. Quickly, she diverted her eyes back to the floor.
"You asked." She mumbled in response.
As soon as the words left her lips his hand contracted with her face. She should have seen the blow coming.
Then again she had.
She had been hit many times before, beating almost to near death a few. She was so used to them she was practically numb to the action. The only problem as every time Nivek applied that force, she felt the pain.
Silently, she screamed inside as a single tear escaped from her eyes. The cool wetness fell down her face, startling her as it slid down upon the part of her face where he had beat her.
Closing her eyes, CaRày did her best to take in what was happening. Such a reaction was natural for one of the inhabits of these galaxies, but unheard of to a Yuuzhan Vong. She had seen many beings cry before; felt it through the Force, but never had she first hand experienced the effect.
The blood inside her veins rushed to her face. She did not dare to look up into Nivek's face afraid he might notice the water form on her cheek.
Her prayers were shattered when he spoke.
"You even react as those infidels do. You don't even deserved to be Shamed."
Unexpectedly, he shoved her harshly to the ground and snapped out the coffee, which had been wrapped around his waist. He raised his arm as if to strike her.
Panic and fear accelerated inside CaRày's heart. Covering her head she cried out, "Agti minoe nea!" It was an old pardon from the ancient days and it was said that whomever spoke the words was given another option that their accuser brought up for them.
An eerie quiet filled the room. Moments passed and CaRày waited with her arm covering her head in protection. When Nivek did not answer, she slowly lowered her arm but kept her head down waiting for her punishment.
***
It had been a long while since Vergere had laid eyes on the young male. The time before, he looked so much stronger and healthier. Life seemed to flood through him before, but now. now it seeped out slowly out of him
As the guards pushed her forward, she stumbled onto the ground and fell along side the ajiso and saw a wetness cover his face like a film.
For a moment, she disregarded her injuries and pain, and stretched out to feel his and shuddered. Her vision was foggy, but through the Force she felt the energy around his body aching and swelling. Never in her entire life, had she known for a creature to endure so much. Even with her living amongst the Yuuzhan Vong for so long, there unusual pleasures for pain were nothing compared to what this one was put through.
Swallowing, she did her best to breath. The shock of the weakened Yuuzhan Vong before her frightened her. Why she was even her, she did not know, but had a funny feeling she would in the moments to come.
***
"Leave us," a loud and familiar voice boomed from the far corner of the room where the shadows seemed to hang like a dark curtain. "But stay guard outside the valve."
The two Perfects shifted behind Vergere and headed out. She swallowed as the valve closed completely, leaving her alone with the sickly Yuuzhan Vong male and the elder. She allowed a few seconds to pass before lifting her eyes up to see the hideous figure emerging from the shadows.
Nodding respectfully, Vergere spoke in shock. "Warmaster Tsavong Lah, I would not have expected this from you."
"What you have been put through was not on my orders, Vergere. It was the Supreme Cleric. My orders do not cross such boundaries, even though I do outrank him. To go against the gods is something I cannot do. At least not without a long time to reflect on the matter."
The way Tsavong had worded his last sentence caught Vergere's attention and she dared to look up at him, but kept her comments to herself and turned towards the being laying in the bed.
"Forgive me for asking, but my eyesight is not in the best of condition and all I can see are blurs. But if it would not be much trouble, who is this creature who is in so much pain?"
"My son, Khalee Lah." The Warmaster replied soundlessly. "The pain in which he is undergoing is not of pleasure or pride." He paused, hesitant in his next sentence. "Vergere, I need your help. I need you to use the Force and heal my son."
Shock overtook Vergere's system more so than her physical condition. Blinking back, she tried to speak but nothing came out.
Obviously, Tsavong noticed her surprise and did something she never thought the leader had in him. Dropping to his knee, still towering over her figure, he was now close enough to her eye level and his son's side. "Please, I need you to save my son."
"I would help if I could."
He frowned. "What do you mean? You can help. Use the Jeedai's sorcery and heal him!"
"It just doesn't work that way, I'm afraid." Her voice was steady and calm, more so than what was going on inside her.
"If you don't I allow the Shapers to use you as the first test subject of the anti-chloridian poison and you will never be able to use the Force again." He threatened.
She shook her head. "You can threaten me all you want, Warmaster, but it still changes nothing. The Force is not something that is connected with the Yuuzhan Vong no matter how so you may deny."
"Then there is no hope for my son."
Vergere dropped her head and sighed. Death was such a strange thing. Some interpreted it as evil, others embraced it, and some refused to believe it. Though no matter how may ways beings viewed it as, it did not vanquish the fact that it took life away.
Suddenly a thought came into her head. "There might be one way."
"How?" A new light of hope vibrated through the Yuuzhan Vong's voice.