Chapter 3
Street was woken up by a soft banging on the door. She looked around the room for Gren, but luckily he wasn't there. She quickly threw on her clothes and ran to the door.
"Renee?" Street called a little uncertainly.
"Street!" Renee whispered. "Are you okay? Can you get the door open?"
Street looked at the control panel. "It's a voice activated lock, it might take a while."
"We don't have much time. Howlyn's bound to wake up soon." Renee told her, cautiously looking up and down the hallway.
"Alright," Street started taking the control panel apart, pulling out wires and re-connecting them with others. A few minutes later the door slid open silently showing Renee impatiently waiting on the other side.
"Let's go." She spun around and started running for the launch bay, expecting Street to follow.
Street looked back into the room, staring at the bed she had just left, before making her decision. "It's for the best." She murmured to herself, and took off after Renee.
It was when they entered the launch bay and looked for the right shuttle that a loud shriek came from behind them.
Howlyn and Gren were running down the corridor, fast approaching the entrance to the launch bay.
Street took a quick detour to the control system and locked down the doors just as Howlyn and Gren reached them. Loud bangs were heard on the other side as they tried, without success to break the door.
"Street, come on!" Renee called from one of the shuttles.
Street quickly ran to the shuttle and found her seat just as Renee flew out of the mothership.
"They're going to follow us." Renee predicted. "You better hold on."
"We'll be fine." Street said, looking behind her as the mothership got smaller and smaller. "They won't be able to get to the shuttle for a while. Make the inter-dimensional jump. They won't find us."
"You're the hacker." Renee said, preparing the shuttle for the jump.
"Yes, I am." Street said to herself, a little sadly as the ship made the jump into inter-dimensional space.
*******
Street had asked Renee to drop her off at her trailer. The Atavus didn't know where it was, so she felt safe there.
She felt a little depressed about leaving Gren, her head knew it was for the best, but her heart wanted her to go back.
Street didn't know that her that her life was going to get more interesting as time went by.
*********
(Two months later)
Authors notes: I've switched the episodes around a little bit. The episode at the spa comes after Atavus High and Deep Sleep. And in the spa they don't blow up the boiler, just the chamber room.
In the two months that Street had left Gren, Renee and Street had been dealing with the Atavus as best they could.
They had dealt with a time jumping Atavus, a cult of kids that worshipped them and stopped a hospital from using coma stat humans as a food source.
But now they had a problem. A woman had died when Renee was trying to save her, leaving her baby without a mother, and Renee was loosing it.
So Street decided a little relaxation would be good, for both of them. She booked them into a very prestigious Health Spa that would guarantee their privacy.
Renee had been extremely reluctant to hand over her weapons, especially her energy knife. But eventually they were cleared to wander around the spa.
Street convinced Renee to take a relaxation bath and decided to take a loo around the hotel and spa.
It was a beautiful place, quiet and serene. The perfect place to unwind. With Renee suffering from battle fatigue, they had been sitting ducks back in the city. Street hoped that this weekend would help Renee move past the tragedy.
A wave of dizziness forced Street to stop and sit down in one of the chair conveniently placed in the halls.
"What's wrong with me?" Street wondered to herself. Over the past few weeks she had been feeling weak and tired. With dizzy spells coming out of nowhere, Street was worried. At first she had thought it was because of what happened with Gren, maybe he had done something to her. But now she wasn't so sure.
"Are you alright, Miss Smith?" A voice asked from above her..
Street looked into the face of Sophie Speekman, thinking that the woman was a little off. Probably from all the herbs she's around all day, she thought.
"I'm fine. Just a little tired."
"Why don't you come and-" Sophie was cut off by screaming coming from the bathing room.
"That's Renee," Street jumped up from her chair and ran back to Renee's location, where she found her screaming about and Atavus behind the wall and being held by two attendants. It took Street and the attendants half an hour to calm Renee down and get her back to her room, where Street convinced her to get some rest.
*******
After leaving Renee, Street went back to the bathing room, looking around where Renee said the wall moved. Part of her hoping that her friend was right, another part wanting it to be a hallucination.
Street couldn't find anything that would suggest that the wall moved.
"Are you looking for something, Miss Smith?" Sophie asked from behind her.
Street spun around, her hand going over her heart, which was pounding erratically. "You startled me."
Sophie smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, that wasn't my intention. But was there something you required."
Street shook her head. "I promised Renee I'd look at this wall. This impenetrable wall." She muttered, mainly to herself.
"That's because it's just a wall. There is nothing behind it."
Street nodded in agreement. "I know that. But it made Renee feel better that I was coming down here." She put a hand to her head as another dizzy spell passed over her.
Sophie but her hand under her elbow and steered her to a seat. "You look tired, why don't you take one of my baths, you'll feel better, I promise."
Street didn't need much convincing. "It couldn't hurt." She remained in her seat as Sophie ran the bath and added different oils.
"It's ready." Sophie said, moving away and closing the curtains.
"Thankyou," Street called to her quickly retreating form. She tied her hair up, removed her robe and stepped into the warm water, sighing as it soothed aching muscles.
Street didn't know how long she lay there, but she didn't want to move. The water relaxed her and she was feeling better than she had in months.
She was so relaxed and tired that she didn't even hear the spa door open, close and lock.
It wasn't until the curtain was violently ripped aside, that Street realised she wasn't alone anymore. Se gasped, half rising out of the tub, but immediately sitting down again, partly because she was naked and the other part was shock.
It was Gren who had ripped open the curtain. He was standing there imperiously, grinning as he took in her situation.
He moved towards Street, running his hand through the water, lightly touching her knee.
Street remained still, afraid to move, afraid of what he was going to do to her.
Gren knelt beside the tub, his eyes never leaving hers. "Did you really think that I would let you go for long? You're mine, for eternity."
The last words were spoken against her mouth before he took her lips in a deep kiss.
Street moaned and wrapped her hand around the back of his neck. Half of her was screaming to pull away, but there was something inside her that had craved this since she left the mothership.
Gren pulled away, smiling smugly. "You know this is what your want. Why did you fight it? Why did you leave? You were meant for me, Juliet."
Street visibly swallowed. "How did you find us?" She asked, still nervous.
Gren wordlessly looked towards the opposite wall.
It took Street only seconds to link it up. "Renee was right. There's something behind that wall."
"A hybrid chamber."
Street's eyes widened in fear. "You're not going to-"
"Put you in there?" Gren finished for her, stroking the side of her face. "There are many advantages to being an Atavus, you'll see."
He reached into the bath, pulling Street out and setting her on her feet. He grabbed her robe and pulling her towards that wall that would lead to the hybrid chamber.
Street pulled on his hand and pleaded with him. "Gren please. I'll stay with you, please don't turn me into a hybrid." She came around to stand in front of him, her free hand reaching up to his face. "Please, Gren."
Gren smiled. "It'll be better this way. You'll feel like you've never felt before."
"But I don't want it. I promise I'll never try to leave again. Please I-" she gasped and grabbed her stomach, her knees buckling.
Gren caught her, alarmed. "Juliet, what wrong."
Street closed her eyes, an incredible weakness coming over her. "I don't know. I feel...strange."
Gren moved his hands over her body, trying to sense what was wrong with her. His hands stopped over her abdomen, feeling a small life-force there. He raised his eyes to hers in wonder. "You're carrying my child."
"What? I can't be." Street said in disbelief, the sensations in her stomach intensifying. "Gren, what's happening to me?"
He searched deeper into her body for the answer. "They baby is taking your energy." He explained. "You need to feed in order to keep both of you alive."
"I can't feed, I'm not an Atavus or a hybrid."
"And you won't become one while you carry my child." Gren was thinking of a way he could transfer his energy to her. He would need to feed again, and there wasn't much time. "Come, we must leave."
"Where are you taking me?" Street asked, too weak to protest.
"I'm saving you." Gren didn't embellish, he intended on feeding on one of the hotel guests.
Just as he was heading to the door, one of the attendants walked in.
"Is everything okay here?" She asked, concerned at seeing one of the quests so ill. "Does she require a doctor?"
Gren smiled grimly. "No, she will be fine, momentarily." He settled Street into a chair and advanced in the soon to be dead human.
The human tried to back away from him but Gren was too fast. Within seconds he had her pinned to the wall and was draining her lifeforce.
When he was finished he turned back to Street and prepared for an energy transfer.
Street shook her head. "No, you can't do this. I don't want it."
"it needs to be done. You will not survive otherwise." Gren explained. "I'm giving you no choice in the matter." He placed his hands over her abdomen and transferred his energy to his baby, who soaked it up like a sponge.
Street could feel the energy coursing through her body; taking away the weakness she had been feeling these past days.
The colour came back to Street's face in a rush and Gren leaned back on his heels, breathing fast, like he had just run a marathon.
"You shouldn't have done that." Street told him sadly. She felt responsible for the woman he had killed to feed her.
"Understand this, I will do whatever is in my power to keep my mate alive. Come now, you need to see an Atavus doctor."
"No I don't. I'm not going anywhere with you."
Gren's smile was not pleasant as he pulled her into the room housing the hybrid chamber and to the portal that lay within. "I'm doing this to save you." Gren told her as the blue rings took them to the mothership.
Street was woken up by a soft banging on the door. She looked around the room for Gren, but luckily he wasn't there. She quickly threw on her clothes and ran to the door.
"Renee?" Street called a little uncertainly.
"Street!" Renee whispered. "Are you okay? Can you get the door open?"
Street looked at the control panel. "It's a voice activated lock, it might take a while."
"We don't have much time. Howlyn's bound to wake up soon." Renee told her, cautiously looking up and down the hallway.
"Alright," Street started taking the control panel apart, pulling out wires and re-connecting them with others. A few minutes later the door slid open silently showing Renee impatiently waiting on the other side.
"Let's go." She spun around and started running for the launch bay, expecting Street to follow.
Street looked back into the room, staring at the bed she had just left, before making her decision. "It's for the best." She murmured to herself, and took off after Renee.
It was when they entered the launch bay and looked for the right shuttle that a loud shriek came from behind them.
Howlyn and Gren were running down the corridor, fast approaching the entrance to the launch bay.
Street took a quick detour to the control system and locked down the doors just as Howlyn and Gren reached them. Loud bangs were heard on the other side as they tried, without success to break the door.
"Street, come on!" Renee called from one of the shuttles.
Street quickly ran to the shuttle and found her seat just as Renee flew out of the mothership.
"They're going to follow us." Renee predicted. "You better hold on."
"We'll be fine." Street said, looking behind her as the mothership got smaller and smaller. "They won't be able to get to the shuttle for a while. Make the inter-dimensional jump. They won't find us."
"You're the hacker." Renee said, preparing the shuttle for the jump.
"Yes, I am." Street said to herself, a little sadly as the ship made the jump into inter-dimensional space.
*******
Street had asked Renee to drop her off at her trailer. The Atavus didn't know where it was, so she felt safe there.
She felt a little depressed about leaving Gren, her head knew it was for the best, but her heart wanted her to go back.
Street didn't know that her that her life was going to get more interesting as time went by.
*********
(Two months later)
Authors notes: I've switched the episodes around a little bit. The episode at the spa comes after Atavus High and Deep Sleep. And in the spa they don't blow up the boiler, just the chamber room.
In the two months that Street had left Gren, Renee and Street had been dealing with the Atavus as best they could.
They had dealt with a time jumping Atavus, a cult of kids that worshipped them and stopped a hospital from using coma stat humans as a food source.
But now they had a problem. A woman had died when Renee was trying to save her, leaving her baby without a mother, and Renee was loosing it.
So Street decided a little relaxation would be good, for both of them. She booked them into a very prestigious Health Spa that would guarantee their privacy.
Renee had been extremely reluctant to hand over her weapons, especially her energy knife. But eventually they were cleared to wander around the spa.
Street convinced Renee to take a relaxation bath and decided to take a loo around the hotel and spa.
It was a beautiful place, quiet and serene. The perfect place to unwind. With Renee suffering from battle fatigue, they had been sitting ducks back in the city. Street hoped that this weekend would help Renee move past the tragedy.
A wave of dizziness forced Street to stop and sit down in one of the chair conveniently placed in the halls.
"What's wrong with me?" Street wondered to herself. Over the past few weeks she had been feeling weak and tired. With dizzy spells coming out of nowhere, Street was worried. At first she had thought it was because of what happened with Gren, maybe he had done something to her. But now she wasn't so sure.
"Are you alright, Miss Smith?" A voice asked from above her..
Street looked into the face of Sophie Speekman, thinking that the woman was a little off. Probably from all the herbs she's around all day, she thought.
"I'm fine. Just a little tired."
"Why don't you come and-" Sophie was cut off by screaming coming from the bathing room.
"That's Renee," Street jumped up from her chair and ran back to Renee's location, where she found her screaming about and Atavus behind the wall and being held by two attendants. It took Street and the attendants half an hour to calm Renee down and get her back to her room, where Street convinced her to get some rest.
*******
After leaving Renee, Street went back to the bathing room, looking around where Renee said the wall moved. Part of her hoping that her friend was right, another part wanting it to be a hallucination.
Street couldn't find anything that would suggest that the wall moved.
"Are you looking for something, Miss Smith?" Sophie asked from behind her.
Street spun around, her hand going over her heart, which was pounding erratically. "You startled me."
Sophie smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, that wasn't my intention. But was there something you required."
Street shook her head. "I promised Renee I'd look at this wall. This impenetrable wall." She muttered, mainly to herself.
"That's because it's just a wall. There is nothing behind it."
Street nodded in agreement. "I know that. But it made Renee feel better that I was coming down here." She put a hand to her head as another dizzy spell passed over her.
Sophie but her hand under her elbow and steered her to a seat. "You look tired, why don't you take one of my baths, you'll feel better, I promise."
Street didn't need much convincing. "It couldn't hurt." She remained in her seat as Sophie ran the bath and added different oils.
"It's ready." Sophie said, moving away and closing the curtains.
"Thankyou," Street called to her quickly retreating form. She tied her hair up, removed her robe and stepped into the warm water, sighing as it soothed aching muscles.
Street didn't know how long she lay there, but she didn't want to move. The water relaxed her and she was feeling better than she had in months.
She was so relaxed and tired that she didn't even hear the spa door open, close and lock.
It wasn't until the curtain was violently ripped aside, that Street realised she wasn't alone anymore. Se gasped, half rising out of the tub, but immediately sitting down again, partly because she was naked and the other part was shock.
It was Gren who had ripped open the curtain. He was standing there imperiously, grinning as he took in her situation.
He moved towards Street, running his hand through the water, lightly touching her knee.
Street remained still, afraid to move, afraid of what he was going to do to her.
Gren knelt beside the tub, his eyes never leaving hers. "Did you really think that I would let you go for long? You're mine, for eternity."
The last words were spoken against her mouth before he took her lips in a deep kiss.
Street moaned and wrapped her hand around the back of his neck. Half of her was screaming to pull away, but there was something inside her that had craved this since she left the mothership.
Gren pulled away, smiling smugly. "You know this is what your want. Why did you fight it? Why did you leave? You were meant for me, Juliet."
Street visibly swallowed. "How did you find us?" She asked, still nervous.
Gren wordlessly looked towards the opposite wall.
It took Street only seconds to link it up. "Renee was right. There's something behind that wall."
"A hybrid chamber."
Street's eyes widened in fear. "You're not going to-"
"Put you in there?" Gren finished for her, stroking the side of her face. "There are many advantages to being an Atavus, you'll see."
He reached into the bath, pulling Street out and setting her on her feet. He grabbed her robe and pulling her towards that wall that would lead to the hybrid chamber.
Street pulled on his hand and pleaded with him. "Gren please. I'll stay with you, please don't turn me into a hybrid." She came around to stand in front of him, her free hand reaching up to his face. "Please, Gren."
Gren smiled. "It'll be better this way. You'll feel like you've never felt before."
"But I don't want it. I promise I'll never try to leave again. Please I-" she gasped and grabbed her stomach, her knees buckling.
Gren caught her, alarmed. "Juliet, what wrong."
Street closed her eyes, an incredible weakness coming over her. "I don't know. I feel...strange."
Gren moved his hands over her body, trying to sense what was wrong with her. His hands stopped over her abdomen, feeling a small life-force there. He raised his eyes to hers in wonder. "You're carrying my child."
"What? I can't be." Street said in disbelief, the sensations in her stomach intensifying. "Gren, what's happening to me?"
He searched deeper into her body for the answer. "They baby is taking your energy." He explained. "You need to feed in order to keep both of you alive."
"I can't feed, I'm not an Atavus or a hybrid."
"And you won't become one while you carry my child." Gren was thinking of a way he could transfer his energy to her. He would need to feed again, and there wasn't much time. "Come, we must leave."
"Where are you taking me?" Street asked, too weak to protest.
"I'm saving you." Gren didn't embellish, he intended on feeding on one of the hotel guests.
Just as he was heading to the door, one of the attendants walked in.
"Is everything okay here?" She asked, concerned at seeing one of the quests so ill. "Does she require a doctor?"
Gren smiled grimly. "No, she will be fine, momentarily." He settled Street into a chair and advanced in the soon to be dead human.
The human tried to back away from him but Gren was too fast. Within seconds he had her pinned to the wall and was draining her lifeforce.
When he was finished he turned back to Street and prepared for an energy transfer.
Street shook her head. "No, you can't do this. I don't want it."
"it needs to be done. You will not survive otherwise." Gren explained. "I'm giving you no choice in the matter." He placed his hands over her abdomen and transferred his energy to his baby, who soaked it up like a sponge.
Street could feel the energy coursing through her body; taking away the weakness she had been feeling these past days.
The colour came back to Street's face in a rush and Gren leaned back on his heels, breathing fast, like he had just run a marathon.
"You shouldn't have done that." Street told him sadly. She felt responsible for the woman he had killed to feed her.
"Understand this, I will do whatever is in my power to keep my mate alive. Come now, you need to see an Atavus doctor."
"No I don't. I'm not going anywhere with you."
Gren's smile was not pleasant as he pulled her into the room housing the hybrid chamber and to the portal that lay within. "I'm doing this to save you." Gren told her as the blue rings took them to the mothership.