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Aleris crawled through the shafts franticly. Something inside of her was telling her to run, to find drones to help protect her. She knew the Yautja weren't going to hurt her, but she couldn't help it. She was fighting for control of her own mind and body so much that she failed to notice the vent in front of her cover until she had fallen out of it and was lying flat on her back.

Aleris laid there, more than a bit dazed. She breathed deeply, calming herself and the voices within her. When she had regained her senses, she sat up. Echoing throughout the empty halls were roars. Aleris stood up slowly and started to walk down the hallway towards the roars.

She came to an open door. She knew the roars were coming from that room. Slowly, she peered around the corner and saw Yautja.

There were probably at least sixty men in the room. In the middle of the crowd of men were two fighting each other. One of the guys fighting hit the other hard enough to send him flying across the room. He hit the wall and fell to the ground. The crowd cheered when the guy didn't move. The remaining Yautja hit his chest several times while turning around. The roars grew when another Yautja challenged the victorious one.

Aleris figured there was a lot of testosterone raging within this room, so she retreated back to the hallway.

The men here had a strange sense of honor. Aleris killed a dragon and now its head was mounted in her room. She hit the Yautja with silver dots and she was praised for it. You could really tell this place was run by men.

The roars again grew louder. Aleris guessed the one Yautja won again. She reached up to her chin and wiped off some of the drying green blood. Great. How the fuck was she going to explain this to Xerxes?

A Yautja walked out of the room slowly and stopped when he noticed Aleris. She looked at him, ready to run like hell. He looked her over, noticing who she was. Then he noticed the glowing green blood on her face and throat. He snorted with anger. Guessing that she had attacked a fellow Yautja, he grabbed her arm and yanked her into the room, almost dislocating her shoulder.

He pulled her towards the heart of the crowd. The roars within the room ceased as the men noticed Aleris. It was kind of hard to miss her. She was the only thing in that room that wasn't green. The Yautja that had a hold on her thrust her forward into a space in the middle of the room. She did a face plant in this crowd. Noticing it was dead silent within this room, she slowly got up, making sure one of the Yautja weren't going to come out and kill her.

She stood up straight and looked around her. All the men in this room were staring at her silently. In front of her, the victorious male from before was standing before her. He was bigger than most of the other Yautja. He wore nothing more than a loin cloth.

He clicked something to her and pointed at her. Aleris raised an eyebrow.

'I wonder if they know I don't know what the fuck they're saying…' She thought to herself

The victorious male knew she couldn't understand their language. Such a low specie could never understand a superior language such as their own. He walked up to her slowly. He had to show her why she was here and what they wanted her to do.

When he was close to her, he took his hand and wiped some of the blood off of her face. He showed his hand with the blood on it to her. That is when Aleris realized that they might know about her encounter just a little while ago. She knew she was in deep shit now.

She looked around the room, hoping to find someone that might be able to help her. She was met only by stares.

The mouse was now backed into the corner by lions.

She backed away from the large male in front of her. She was hoping she could make a quick get away. A sharp push from behind sent her back onto her face. She looked up at the larger male for help. He pounded on his chest and the crowd began to cheer again. This was not good. She was in really deep shit now.

Ever so slowly, she stood up. She didn't want to have a mass beat-up-Aleris thing happen. She looked down to the floor, trying not to intimidate the other male. He, on the other hand, had no intention of letting her get away without being beat. He was not about to let this Pyode Amedha stay on this ship with honor without proving themselves first.

With her attention diverted, he attacked. With one punch, he sent her flying back into the crowd of Yautja. They, in turn, grabbed her and threw her back into the ring. She landed, yet again, face down. Caught off guard, she grabbed her now bleeding nose. The male in front her waited for her to get up again. They may have a warped sense of honor and hunting, but they won't fight something that won't fight back.

Aleris noticed the floor was beginning to smoke from her blood. She guessed only she noticed it. Again, she stood up. Her nose didn't bleed for very long, but it stayed on her face, not dripping down to the neon green blood that still was on her neck.

The Yautja figured this fight was already won. He reached out for her, expecting her to dodge or flitch or even more, but she did not. When he grabbed her neck and squeezed, the crowd cheered.

He lifted her up off the floor, bringing her up to his face. They were eye to eye with little space between their faces. He growled softly to her, which made her smile. A plan just hit her and she knew it would work.

She reached up and wiped her blood off with her hand. The Yautja didn't know what the point of that was. He didn't know that this female Pyode Amedha was the hybrid him and all the other men had heard so much about. Well, they were about to find out the hard way.

She took her hand drenched blood and smeared it across the Yautjas face. It immediately began to smoke and eat away at his face. He let her fall to the floor and immediately began to claw at his face. The crowd hushed when his screams of pain filled the room and spilt out into the hallways. Aleris jumped up into the air and grabbed onto the ceiling. She wanted to see what was going to happen next.

Hiram and Tangoroa followed the screams into the room. They noticed the Yautja Warrior rolling around the floor in pain right off. His face was so badly burned they couldn't really see it anymore. The crowd of men stayed silent. By chance, Hiram looked up at the ceiling and saw Aleris, crotched down like an animal. There was something about that and the sight of the Yautja with his face being melted off made Hiram proud.

Aleris noticed Hiram with Tangoroa. She slowly crawled across the ceiling towards them. She wasn't exactly sure how she was doing this, but she wasn't going to question as she has seen all the cartoons. Once you think about it, it ends and you fall on your back or off a 500 foot cliff. That would be bad, seeing she would most likely fall onto a Yautja which would, in turn, kick her ass. Not that best route to go.

Hiram noticed she was coming towards them. That was good. He could take her from this room and put her somewhere safe until certain things could get cleared. One Yautja from the group was not about to let her go. She hurt a Yautja with honor and now she tried to escape by using unknown powers. Such dishonor. He picked up a metal object and hurled it towards her.

It hit Aleris in the back. A sharp edge caught her and left a cut at least five inches long. This startled Aleris badly. She quickly turned around and headed for a ventilation shaft on the opposite wall. Her blood dripped down onto the Yautja has she ran. The Yautja who received the blood droplets, started to scream and wreathe in pain. The other Yautja exited the room quickly.

Hiram couldn't let her leave again. He shouted out her name without the translator. It was rough and sounded more like a bark, but it made her stop and looked down at him. He raised his hand her and motioned her back down.

Aleris hesitated. The room was now empty and Hiram was motioning her down. Should she go down and face the consequences of her actions? Eh, what did she have to lose?

She let go of the ceiling and flipped in the air before landing on all fours. She faced Hiram and Tangoroa head on. Hiram ran up to her and placed his hands her shoulder; showing he had been very worried about her.

Aleris couldn't help but smiled. It was nice to finally have someone that cared about her. And more than just for a monthly check from the government for child support. He genuinely cared about her.

Hiram turned her around by her shoulders, carefully inspecting her body. A bleeding nose and a rather large cut on her back, but no serious injuries. She would just require some bandages and some love.

Tangoroa crept up to the two. He still didn't get a thing that was going on. Aleris smiled when the Young Warrior peeked over Hiram's shoulder. She finally had friends that liked her for her and not just because they had nothing better to do. Although, it was going to be hard, explaining the two badly injured Yautja to Xerxes. Oh yes, it was going to be none stop fun from here on out.