Chapter 25

            I sat at the table and looked at nothing but space. I stayed like that what seemed like forever.

            "C'mon, girl, you need to get out of those wet clothes," Sabra put her hand on my shoulder. She gave me a shake when I didn't respond. "RT something is really wrong with her."

            "No shit, kitty," he replied. He bent low to me. "Hey Sindel, where'd you get a rack like that?"

            BONK!

            "Stupid rat, don't touch me!"

            He rubbed his sore head. "Nope, she's fine."

            "Here, Rip, take these." She handed me some dry clothes. I took them, went get dressed, and came back. "Now are you going to tell us what happened?"

            I shook my head. "No. I don't want to say a word about it. I just want to forget it. Forget anything ever happened."

            "What, did you and Copper finally call it quits?" Rat Trap asked.

            "That has nothing to do with it!" I yelled. "There was nothing ever between Copper Ookami and I and here never will be! Now, there never will be! Do you understand that rat face. Copper Ookami and Sindel Rip Raptor are not objects of each other affection. They're not even friends. Neither of them exist in each other lives any more!" I stood there breathing from all the screaming for a moment before I fell to my knees and began sobbing once again. "He black mailed me! That bastard Cray took everything from me!"

            "Oh, Rip." Sabra bent down to my level. I quickly hugged her and she embraced me back. A true friend she was.

            "He hates me now," I said. "I don't what Cray told him, but he hates me now. And, just a few nights before, he couldn't have loved me more. Oh, but now he hates me. That bastard, he's making me marry him. If I don't he's going to kill all of you. I can't…I can't…."

            "Sorry, bash girl," Rat Trap said. He hugged me from behind. "I really am. No more comments from me."

            I let go of Sabra and sat between them. I rubbed my tears from my eyes. "It's alright. It's not your fault. It's all mine. No, it's all Cray's! Just you wait! I'll kill him!"

            "You're the person to do it," Sabra said.

            "So what are you two doing shaking up in the same house?" I questioned.

            "I'm helping RT with this new tunnel system he's making all over the planet," she replied. "Zane had left not to long ago for Earth. He and Silvy are building onto the one we had down there already."

            "Really, what do you plan on doing with it?"

            "We're rebelling," Rat Trap replied. "No more living in the shadows of the government anymore. We're going to kick everyone's ass and make our own. Where no one is used like we were used…like you were used."

            "Count me in," I stood up. "I'll help any way that I can. And, being I'll be the newly wed of that bastard, inside information won't be a problem."

            "Are you sure about that?" Sabra asked. "It may be delaying when you want to kill him."

            "When I kill him there just won't be any more of his kind of information," I replied. "It's that simple."

            "I suppose you're right," she replied. "We, we were going to ask Copper to join in too, but…"

            "Then do it," I said. "The relationship between Ookami and I should not be a factor in this revolution. There is another kid you should look into as well. I'm sure he'll want to join in."

            "Who's that?"

            "Keensan Tora," I replied.

            "Tora? Is he Jessie's brother?" Rat Trap asked.

            I nodded. "He is. I'm sure he would be very enthusiastic to help. Copper and I trained him personally, besides, he's very talented."

            "And we can't forget about me."          

            "Streaks? What are you doing here?"

            He handed the some keys to Rat Trap. "She flies very nice," he grinned. "I can't wait to take her out for good next month."

            "Rat Trap, what is going on?" I demanded. "Why is my brother here?"

            "I'm fighting this revolution too, Rip," Streaks replied. "I came to them about a week ago."

            "You are not," I said. "I didn't just get all this shit happen to me so you can go and do this. All this was for you!"

            "It's not like I'm joining the military," he replied. "It's because you did this for me, that I am fighting. Sis," he shook his head. "I know how much you suffer. I can see it in your eyes. I don't want anyone else to experience that. Besides, once we win this, you'll be free too won't you?"

            "Uh?"

            "You won't have to kill anymore right?" he questioned. "You won't have to make anymore sacrifices for anyone any more, right? I'm making the sacrifice this time, sis. I'm making it for you."

            "Streaks…"

            "Besides," Rat Trap said. "He's the only one that can fly my baby other than myself. And, I can't leave this place all the time to g see Zane and Silvy on Earth. I'm needed here. Streaks is our little space boy. Can you believe the head on his shoulder, and what he can do with guns?"

            "Guns?"

            "I'm going to be an outlaw sis!"

            I sweat dropped. "Oh really?"

            "Hey, I can do this," he said. "I'm not six years old anymore. I can do this."

            I gave a weak smile. "I know you can."

            I felt my stomach feel whoozy suddenly. I ran for the back room and vomited suddenly. "Bash girl you alright? Hmmm, looks like you should've gotten out of those wet clothes sooner."

            "Hmm." Sabra bent low and felt my forehead. "No fever, and everything else seems normal. Raptors are immune to the flu too. Rip are pregnant?"

            "Are you crazy?!" I demanded. "How in the hell can I get pregnant?!"

            "Well you see, when a man and a woman love each other…"

            "Shutup, I know how it happens," I said.

            "You mean you're still a virgin?" RT questioned.

            "You talk as if you're not," I replied.

            "Eh…that's not the point…"

            "Rip, I'm being serious," Sabra said. "Have you ever had sex?"

            My face became flush. "Yes, once," I replied. "Less than a week ago."

            "Sounds about right," she stated. The she sighed. "Copper?"

            "Personally I think that's my business, but yes," I replied.

            "The whole thing is coming clear now," Rat Trap pointed out.

            "If we wouldn't have had sex that night, Cray would've never have caught us," I said. "And everything would be fine now. Damnit, I knew I should've not bathed that night!"

            "You're having a baby, Rip?" Streaks questioned.

            "Maybe," I replied, looking away.

            "If you had in unprotected and you were in a heat then it's no maybe," Sabra pointed you. "You are pregnant."

            "Okay fine I'm pregnant!" I yelled. "Don't rub it in, I already suspected it!" I turned around. "Eh? Sorry I didn't mean to snap."

            "It's suspected of an expecting woman," Sabra said. "But, the problem with that is Cray."

            "Don't worry," I stood up. "I'll be married to him long before he realizes I'm pregnant."

            "Uh, yea but that means…."Rat Trap started.

            "I know what it means, RT," I replied. "I know what it means I'll have to do. Please don't remind me because I'm disgusted as it is by just thinking about it." I sighed. "Speaking of which, I better get going back. He'll be suspecting something. Thanks you guys for your help. And, Streaks, watch your back, kiddo. I'll be around, but not all the time."

            "Don't worry, sis," he replied.

            "It sure took you long enough." We weren't at his office at the camp. I knew he wouldn't be there. It seemed this so called "war" was coming to a close and the camp was now closing. It made me wander. We were at his office back at the main base. "And where'd you get those clothes. You were dressed in the uniform last time I saw you."

            "It was raining pretty bad," I replied, sitting down. "And I got wet. Only an idiot would stay in cold wet clothes. I am not an idiot."

            "No, that you're not," he replied. "I was thinking next Wednesday would be the best bet for the wedding. There's nothing going on that day or a few days after. We should have enough days for a relaxing honey moon." He looked up at me and gave an aggravated sigh. "Don't sneer at me like that, Rip. I'm doing this for your own good."

            "I can't see how." I leaned back and put my feet on his desk. "If you're going to be my husband then you're going to have to deal with every little part of Sindel Rip Raptor." I smirked.

            "Every part?" He questioned leaning forward. I had to keep playing along with this. I really didn't have a choice no matter how disgusting it is.

            "Every little part."

            "Where are these from?" Fingers traced against my back. "The Visser?'

            "No," I replied. "As if that slimey slug could ever get that close to me. My father gave me those scars."

            "A child abuse victim," he sighed. "A sick mind he had." His fingers never left my back.

            "And like yours isn't any better?"

            "I'm willing to make it all up."

            "Sure you are," I replied. "Like my old man said he would, and he never would. Damnit, why am I telling you this anyway?!"

            "Get used to my sweet killer," he told me. "Because from here on out you're mine. Do you understand that?"

            I didn't answer him. Suddenly I was pinned down on my back. "I asked you a question, Rip."

            "I understand it."

            "Then I want you to say it," he said. "I want to here it from your mouth! Say it!"

            "I'm yours!" I screamed in his face in anger and aggravation.

            He smiled and touched my face. It was natural for me to jerk away from his touch. I really didn't like his touch. He had a gentle touch, and he knew how to touch right, but I hated it. I hated his Cray's touch because he was Cray. I felt no love come from his fingers. I knew he didn't love me. Then again, no one loved me right now. At least I could have fake love instead of no love at all.

            He must've noticed the distant and hurt look in my eyes. Because he turned my face back to him and he leaned down and kissed me. "Stop thinking about him. Stop thinking that your life is over now that your wolf is gone. He is only a wolf after all. We are raptors. We are most feared of our race because we are the strongest, the fastest, and the smartest. This makes us the deadliest. We're the reason the Everstin race is at the top of the alien food chain. We're the reason no one messes with this race. It is because of us. It is because of Raptors."

            "My the pride you have," I mocked.

            "Think about it, that damn lion Leo didn't get this race anywhere," he said. "Those flea bitten creatures were bringing us back down. The entire race was going to be infested by those slugs. It was you and I stepped to the plate. My sinister mind and your urge to kill saved this race. We own this race you and I."

            "Doesn't thrill me," I replied.

            "Hmp," he smirked. "I'll find a way. I'll find a way to thrill you, and to make you happy at one point. That's my promise that way you will regret it when you kill me."

            "I doubt is seriously," I replied. "When I kill you, that's when you will have made me thrilled and happy."