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Awu'asa-Full armor and gear.

Ki'cti-pa-Wrist blades.

C'jit-Damn.

S'yuit-de-Low and demeaning description of something, shit.

Ooman-Human.

Nihkou'te- Tooth or tusk.

Chapter 4

Matt watched with fascination as Guan-Thwei ate a piece of fruit. First he would spread his mandibles and take a bite with his smaller jaws, then he would push in any protruding bits with his mandibles, pausing between each bite to breathe from the air mask. The Yautja only ate certain fruits and beef, which was a strain on their small budget. He didn't mind though, an alien was living in his house! The warrior's health had much improved over the week or so he'd been there. His fever was gone and he could walk without too many dizzy spells. From what Guan-Thwei had told him, the warrior had an allergic reaction to something that he was shot with. The Yautja seemed to want revenge, but had not pursued that goal at all. When Matt had asked him about that, he had simply replied that there were far too many humans to bother trying to kill the one who had done this when he didn't know what he looked like, or even his smell. The Yautja finished his fruit and looked at Matt.

"M'aat-hew, I must go soon. I have to gather my trophies and awu'asa and weapons. Then I must leave."

"I could probly get everything if you told me where it was." Matt replied. Guan-Thwei laughed softly, a gentle clicking and growling noise,

"You could not carry it all!"

Matt frowned. "Why not? I'm strong."

"When I first begun training, I had difficulty with the awu'asa! You are just a skinny ooman! I have many trophies to carry as well!"

Matt retorted, "I could take Lee with me!" The Yautja regarded him for a moment, then spoke,

"I know that you know what my trophies are. You would fetch them for me?"

"Yeah. I'm not squeamish. I'd get em down before Lee saw them." The Yautja cocked his head to the side, listening intently. The front door banged open and there was the sound of something breaking. A slurred male voice bellowed incoherently.

"Shit! Dad's home!" Matt ran out and shut the door.

Guan-Thwei heard the male ooman yelling drunkenly and Matt and Lee shouting back. Suddenly, Lee cried out. Guan-Thwei stood up and extended his ki'cti-pa. No one should treat a female like that! They deserved respect! Technically, no Yautja female would allow a male to treat them even half as bad, as he would be very dead, but still! He was brought up to respect them, so honor demanded that he help her! Guan-Thwei grabbed the door knob and yanked the door open; he was a little too enthusiastic and pulled the hinges part way out. The male heard and began yelling at the two young siblings again.

"What the fuck do you have in here!?! This is my house and I don't want it trashed by some fucking animals or whatever you have in here!" The male wound up and punched Matt. The warrior saw Matt lying on the floor, holding his face and Celia crouched over him, face livid with rage. Her face had a bright spot on it that was a bruise. The ooman saw Guan-Thwei.

"You little bitch! What the fuck are you doing? Inviting other men into my fucking house! How dare you act like a whore in my own fucking house! Bitch!" He kicked her in the ribs. The man was so drunk, he didn't even see that Guan-Thwei wasn't human; the Yautja's face was mostly covered up by the air mask, but he still did not look human! He let the air mask fall and crouched, arching his back and flaring his mandibles, roaring his rage! Then he charged. The male stared for a moment, then screamed and tried to backpedal, tripping and staggering. Guan-Thwei grabbed the man's throat with his left hand and propelled him into the wall, lifting him high! He choked and gasped, eyeing the ki'cti-pa held near his face. Guan-Thwei looked at Matt and Lee.

"Do you want me to kill him?"

Celia snarled, "No. But throw him out, scare him real good and make him hurt!" The ki'cti-pa retracted and the Yautja marched to the door, letting the ooman dangle and bang into things. Their father was choking, but Guan-Thwei didn't give a damn. He threw the male out the open front door and a good ten feet further.

He roared at the man, "Never return, s'yuit-de! You ever touch M'aat-hew and Ce'lia and I kill you, c'jit ooman!" Retreating back inside, Guan-Thwei collapsed on the couch, breathing hard.

…..

After regaining his breath, he got up and opened the medi kit clipped to his belt. Matt was sitting on the floor, holding his nose.

"Let me see." Commanded the Yautja. With his huge, claw-tipped hands, he gently felt Matt's gushing nose. "It is broken. I have to reset it. This will hurt." Guan-Thwei shifted it over with an audible crunch. Matt screamed. Lee raised arched brows

"You sure don't kid about that sort of thing!" Guan-Thwei glanced at her as he examined Matt's face, answering,

"Why bother lying? Pain happens. It will not make it less by lying." He finished mopping up the blood and swabbed on a liquid.

"This will keep it from swelling anymore and keep the small splits from going bad." Matt mumbled and leaned over the floor again. Guan-Thwei turned his attentions to Celia. He dabbed more of the liquid onto her growing black eye. "Let me see your ribs." Celia protested, but lifted up the side of her shirt, blushing. Another bruise was growing there. Celia twitched as he poked at her ribs with his warm hands. "They are not broken, but I will still put this on them." He finished treating them and put the parts of the medi kit away. Lee peered into it

"Whoa! You could almost perform surgery with this! Some of those tools look pretty nasty; don't you have anything for the pain?"

"These kits have saved every Yautja's life more than once. I can remove bullets with this, sew up wounds and seal lost limbs. A warrior must learn to tolerate pain." Lee winced, then looked down and muttered,

"Thank you for helping us. I'm sorry I didn't trust you before." Guan-Thwei's eyes opened wide, he didn't expect an apology at all!

"I understood that you were afraid of me. You thought I was going to make you into a trophy. You saved my life and honor demands that I not kill my rescuers while still in their debt. I do not kill young oomans or females at all. I do kill oomans though and I did kill those oomans around the city."

"Oh." Lee looked at Matt as if to say, I told you so. Matt sat up and said thickly,

"We can't stay here now. He's more violent and won't help with the rent anymore. I can't support us by myself anymore. We should go into foster care like we've talked about before. Before Dad gets the guts to come back here with his buddies. I dunno what he'll do now…"

Lee chewed a lip. "I know. You can't keep scaring him off, can you, Guan-Thwei?" He shook his head. Then Guan-Thwei got up and left the humans to discuss their problems.

…..

Matt woke early the next morning. The sun had barely risen, but his face demanded that he get up and stop ignoring it.

"Ohhh god! My faaace." He moaned. Heading into the bathroom, he checked his face. It was swollen and bruised, but not as bad as he thought it would be. After he finished in the bathroom, he exited and almost bumped into Guan-Thwei. The Yautja warrior was in full armor and had at least half a dozen human skulls and spines hung on his belt and a couple more attached to the armor on his back.

"When did you go?" demanded Matt.

"Last night after you were asleep. I waited until dark, do not worry. I have come to say good bye. I must leave."

"Please stay longer! You have to! What if Dad comes back? If he comes back anytime soon, it'll be pissed and with several drunken buddies!"

Guan-Thwei sighed. "I cannot help. My debt has been repayed. I owe nothing to you. I would stay longer if I could." Matt looked sullenly at the floor.

"By the way," he said, looking back up again, "how did you get in without the neighbors seeing you? They're early risers." Matt couldn't see Guan-Thwei's face, but knew he had to be grinning.

"Like this…" Guan-Thwei touched his wrist computer and a haze of electricity danced across his body. As Matt watched, the Yautja vanished. Only a slight shimmering betrayed his presence. He re-appeared again in another burst of electricity. "Is Ce'lia awake? I must bid her goodbye." Celia walked out, rubbing her eyes.

"Speak of the devil." muttered Matt.

"I am going, Ce'lia." Lee tried not to stare at the trophies as she answered.

"Why? Can we at least see you off?"

"Yes, I have my ship only a few miles from here. You must hurry though. I will not wait." They scrambled to get dressed and were out the door with Guan-Thwei.

…..

"It's pretty weird to be talking to you and not being able to see you, ya know?" said Lee.

"Would you rather have me walk uncloaked?" asked Guan-Thwei mildly. She shook her head. Soon they stopped in a clearing in a forest dotting the countryside surrounding the city. The Yautja uncloaked himself and pressed a button on his wrist. A whole wall suddenly appeared not ten feet from them. A door in the ship opened, revealing an orange light bathed corridor. The warrior turned to Matt and Lee and reached out, gripping their shoulders and shaking gently.

"Good bye, Ce'lia and M'aat-hew Bu'kar. Never reveal this to other oomans. There are some who would kill you for what you know. Move away from the ship or the engines will kill you." He turned and started clearing away debris from around the ship. Then he stepped into the ship and readied for take off.

…..

Strapped firmly into his seat, Guan-Thwei piloted the ship through the atmosphere. He pondered what happened on Earth. He wondered if he should have left Ce'lia and M'aat-hew on Earth, or even alive. Many other Yautja, Elders included, would not have let them stay. They would have taken them with them to serve as eta or experiments or for the arenas. Some would have killed Matt, since he was considered an adult. He was not in their debt anymore, so he was not obligated to treat them any different from other oomans. He didn't think that was right though. They didn't reveal him or betray his trust. He liked them; they were alright for prey. Guan-Thwei decided to tell no one, except perhaps for Nihkou'te, his best friend. They told each other almost everything. Guan-Thwei set the autopilot and got up, ready to eat a good meal and head to the sleeping pods.

Awww, Guan-Thwei is so nice!! Please review!