Disclaimer: No I do not own The Tribe contrary to the claim of a very hairy
man named Logan. I think he's been hit in the head too many times. Lol no
The Tribe is owned by Ray Thompson and Cloud 9 Production Ltm. All I own is
the character Ra.
"Ra?" Lex asked again, shaking her gently. It was fifteen minutes later and Lex and Jay had managed to get Ra into her bed. Lex continued to shake her, hoping to get her to wake up.
"Jay?" asked a trembling Trudy.
"Yes honey?" Jay asked, moving to stand by his distressed wife.
"What setting was your zapper on?" she asked, whispering. She looked ready to cry.
"My...za...pper?" Jay asked slowly, "I didn't bring my zapper to the mall. I left it at the hotel when Ebony and I left. Oh My God!" he cried suddenly. He retrieved the zapper from the bedside and he began to look it over. "Damn!"
"What?" demanded Lex, from where he held Ra's hand.
"This is Ved's zapper. It's set at its customary 6. It's the setting he hit you with that first time. However, Ra's defiantly not you. She's a lot more delicate. So it could have done a lot more damage to her than it would have you. Level 6 is enough to stun a buffalo. So we have to watch her very, very closely."
Lex looked worriedly back at Ra. He squeezed her hand gently. "You have to live, Ra. I can't live without you."
*A/N: No they're not together. Do you really think that Martin would let the guy that almost killed him be with his girl? I don't think so either. So back to the story*
Lex watched over her constantly over the following four days. Ever since they had seen each other again, Lex and Ra had been very close. It eventually came out that they had been foster brother and sister for several years when Ra had been removed from her native Egypt because of riots against any lingering members of the old royal lines. Ra was a direct descendent of Ramses the Great (aka Ramses II) and some residents had heard rumors that the government was planning to restore the pharaoh line to power. There had been riots from mostly the Islamic and Muslim communities, and a few hundred of the Christians had fought back against them. Because it turns out that all of the government employees that wanted to restore the pharaohs, were the Egyptian Christians. Pretty much all that remained of the old religion and language was used in Christian rites, so it made sense for them to want to restore the rightful rulers.
*A/N: you bored with all this history yet? hehehehe anyway back to the story*
Martin sat worriedly in his chair at the stadium. He had received a message from Jay that Trudy had hit a Mall Rat, Ra, with a zapper. Martin had felt the familiar "Zoot Rage" well up in him, but then he continued on to the next line, which had said that Trudy had mistaken Ra for Zoot. Martin hung his head in shame; he shouldn't have let Ra go to the mall in his jacket...
Martin blindly reached for the bottle of wine that sat in the top drawer of his desk. He grabbed a glass and he poured the first drink he'd wanted since the last time he got drunk. Zoot had made a rare appearance back in Martin's careful control of himself. Martin and Ra had fought and Zoot struck her across the face. Martin had felt horrible after and he had spent the last two and a half years trying to make it up to her.
Martin shook when he remembered how he had felt when he saw Ra's disappointed face. He had swore that he would never remind Ra of her time in the Chosen escort camp. Martin knew it was a sore subject for Ra. As for Martin, he wanted to get his hands around the throat of Jaffa. After Ra had described the Chosen's "special guest" who had been her only client, Martin knew who it was. It could only be that person, the one that had once again stolen the only thing Martin wanted. Bray.
"Ra?" Lex asked again, shaking her gently. It was fifteen minutes later and Lex and Jay had managed to get Ra into her bed. Lex continued to shake her, hoping to get her to wake up.
"Jay?" asked a trembling Trudy.
"Yes honey?" Jay asked, moving to stand by his distressed wife.
"What setting was your zapper on?" she asked, whispering. She looked ready to cry.
"My...za...pper?" Jay asked slowly, "I didn't bring my zapper to the mall. I left it at the hotel when Ebony and I left. Oh My God!" he cried suddenly. He retrieved the zapper from the bedside and he began to look it over. "Damn!"
"What?" demanded Lex, from where he held Ra's hand.
"This is Ved's zapper. It's set at its customary 6. It's the setting he hit you with that first time. However, Ra's defiantly not you. She's a lot more delicate. So it could have done a lot more damage to her than it would have you. Level 6 is enough to stun a buffalo. So we have to watch her very, very closely."
Lex looked worriedly back at Ra. He squeezed her hand gently. "You have to live, Ra. I can't live without you."
*A/N: No they're not together. Do you really think that Martin would let the guy that almost killed him be with his girl? I don't think so either. So back to the story*
Lex watched over her constantly over the following four days. Ever since they had seen each other again, Lex and Ra had been very close. It eventually came out that they had been foster brother and sister for several years when Ra had been removed from her native Egypt because of riots against any lingering members of the old royal lines. Ra was a direct descendent of Ramses the Great (aka Ramses II) and some residents had heard rumors that the government was planning to restore the pharaoh line to power. There had been riots from mostly the Islamic and Muslim communities, and a few hundred of the Christians had fought back against them. Because it turns out that all of the government employees that wanted to restore the pharaohs, were the Egyptian Christians. Pretty much all that remained of the old religion and language was used in Christian rites, so it made sense for them to want to restore the rightful rulers.
*A/N: you bored with all this history yet? hehehehe anyway back to the story*
Martin sat worriedly in his chair at the stadium. He had received a message from Jay that Trudy had hit a Mall Rat, Ra, with a zapper. Martin had felt the familiar "Zoot Rage" well up in him, but then he continued on to the next line, which had said that Trudy had mistaken Ra for Zoot. Martin hung his head in shame; he shouldn't have let Ra go to the mall in his jacket...
Martin blindly reached for the bottle of wine that sat in the top drawer of his desk. He grabbed a glass and he poured the first drink he'd wanted since the last time he got drunk. Zoot had made a rare appearance back in Martin's careful control of himself. Martin and Ra had fought and Zoot struck her across the face. Martin had felt horrible after and he had spent the last two and a half years trying to make it up to her.
Martin shook when he remembered how he had felt when he saw Ra's disappointed face. He had swore that he would never remind Ra of her time in the Chosen escort camp. Martin knew it was a sore subject for Ra. As for Martin, he wanted to get his hands around the throat of Jaffa. After Ra had described the Chosen's "special guest" who had been her only client, Martin knew who it was. It could only be that person, the one that had once again stolen the only thing Martin wanted. Bray.