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A/N: In this chapter, some 'birds and bees' stuff is discussed, I mean the medical version with X and Y and stuff. Some of it was gotten off the Discovery Channel and some of it is from experience. So be forewarned that if your sensitive about any of this! Also, I'll be starting dayshift sometime soon so the updates will differ. Not quite sure how yet.
Thank you so much for all of you who reviewed. I'm so happy! This is my most popular fanfic yet. (I know, haven't been writing that long, I'm a rookie) Thank you as well to all who put in your opinion on my veteran's story idea. All of you who haven't, please look to the bottom of chapter 6 and tell me on your review. I'd really appreaciate everyone's two cents. Sister of the Night: Happy to hear that you're enjoying it. Jessiy Landroz: You sound a bit confused there! Don't worry, our turtle will deal with it in typical Raph fashion. Reijiro: Thanx so much for the long review!Thank you as well for your comment on my imagination, half my life I've been patronized about it!Great ideas. What I have in mind is kinda similar to two of the ones you presented. And no, I haven't decided whether or not Raph's going to 'deliver.' And yes, part of that chapter was for his bros to get their 'eyes opened.' artykidd: Sorry to hear about the apprehension but I'm thrilled that you've stuck by me. Believe me, I'm basking under the praise. oceam aka. TOAT: My story? Twisted? Really? Get outta town! SilentWater13: You and your cut-throat attitude! (literally!) moonie016: Thank you for the praise (tires to look noble and speaks dramatically) it is what I live for!
Chapter 7
Explanations and Confusions
Yeah, I know, kinda wierd. I know that this must sound even more wierd, but I'm kinda sorta glad that it happened. (glares at your stunned expression) Well, GEESH! Lemme explain myself first, will ya? MAN! Ya see, this dame was different. Well not really, but she was. Does that make any sense? (you give classic deer-in-the-headlight look, he shakes his head) Ahhhhh, never mind. You'll get it. She helps me, yet she doesn't. Does that make any more sense? (you nod, but roll your eyes, he huffs) There's just no pleasin' twerps like you, is there? Yeesh! Well, now, on with the friggin story! Alright, well, after the dame performed that little dissappearing trick, I'm sure that you can understand if I was a little, ah, perterbed...
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"WHAT'S GOIN' ON HERE!"
I slowly started to come to on a familiar ground: the cold wet hardness of concrete. An alley. I guess that I was still 'becoming visible' or whatever because I still couldn't friggin move.
The Klunk-dame was sitting across from me and she was changing too. Slowly the fur receded and the pointy ears moved down. The tail dissappeared and her paws turned into hands and feet. Black cloth covered her skin, kinda like a catsuit. On her feet were some type of slipper-shoes. She was just as slim and shapely as the dame that got me, she looked like of asian descent too. Except for her hair and eyes of course. Her hair was long and vivid red and there was the tell-tale bright icy blue eyes that I saw on her when she was Klunk. When she was Klunk, grrrr. How dare she impersonate someone in the lair, then do the, uh, the dissappearo misty-thingy wit me! Just wait until I can move...
She looked at me when I growled and for a moment I was caught by her eyes. You know what you expect to see when you look at eyes, right? The white part, the colored part, and the black pupil. What struck me about her, was that she didn't have the last part. Her entire eye was blue. It struck me odd in a wierd sort of way. Naturally I snapped out of it in due time when I noticed I could move my hand. If I could move that...
"Raphael, you must listen to me." She spoke softly out of ruby lips. Man her voice sounds nice. Hey! What are you thinkin! Snap out of it! My muscles twitched and I heaved myself off the ground. Finally some dame on turtle action!
Her blue eyes widenedwhen she saw me coming at her, but then she fragmented and dissolved into a mist. All I met with was a moist fog. Growling I swung after the mist again. Of course I didn't hit anything. I heard her sigh in my head. Yeesh! How do they do that! Mental talk, never do it.
She must think that I'm bumbling along, not realizing how to beat her. I'll play into it for a bit. So I swung around at the mist a few more times, giving out pretended growls of frustration. Then I stood still, breathing heavily. Slowly the mist started to settle. She must not know that I've tangled with her kind before.
All this, as usual, took a tenth of a second but seemed much longer. Her form began to look like her and I moved. My reflexes caught her by surprise and even as her edges began to be visible, they began to blur once more. Too late.
My thick hand closed around her petite throat in a crushing grip. She gave an odd strangled sound and her small hands flew to my wrist, clutching plaintively. She looked at me with wide eyes and her ivory white skin began to pink up a bit. "P-please. Ra-raphael..." for a moment I surprised myself by actually feeling sorry for this vermin dame. She just looked so friggin helpless...
I steeled my resolve. I picked her up and slammed her against the wall. Her head bobbed like a dead duck's. My lips curled into a snarl and I glared at her. My voice came out as a gutteral snarl. "Listen, you friggin b!t#h dame, I don't know what the f#k is your problem, or what the hell this friggin problem has to do with me but I don't want to be a friggin' PART of it! Now you tell me where that black haired, brown-eyed dame is so I can personally gut and skin her like a friggin fish, get this parasite out of me, wherever the Hell it is and cooperate! If you do so, I might let you live. I stress the might. Depends on my mood and whether or not you piss me off. Ya got it?"
She just looked right back at me with her odd blue eyes. She blinked and her mouth cracked open. I loosed my grip so I could understand what she said. Hehehe. Don't know my own strenght!
"Please, Raphael. I am not the enemy. Please, you must trust me."
I spat. It hit the brick by her head. Some of it splattered on her skin but her eyes didn't flinch. They just bored straight into mine. I still growled. "Why the Hell should I believe that? I think that I've seen enough to know who the real enemy is!" She looked perplexed. I sighed in exasperation. "Cripes, lady! Men were not meant to be pregnant! That's what testosterone is for!"
Her reaction was totally unexpected. At least to me. Her eyes widened and she looked a bit fearful. Her voice was croaky when she spoke, and it wasn't because of my grip either. "No." She swallowed and closed her eyes tightly. When they opened her eyes again I was surprised to find tears glistening in them. "No" she repeated softly "Please, tell me you are not. Tell me that she hasn't gotten to you yet. Please!"
She begged so plaintively that my grip loosed without me being completely aware of it. Don't ask me why, but I could tell that she was truly upset. She didn't know? But she was one of them! I tried to switch my train of thought. She was one of them. So... "Hey." She looked up. Wow, she was upset. "Why didn't you just drain my energy or something like the other dame did?"
She reacted as though I dealt her a physical blow. She took a shaky step back and a kinda hollowness struck her eyes. "B-because I, I am not of a royal lineage. My blood is not blue."
I cocked my head. I was going from sympathetic to highly perterbed real quick. There was something that she knew that I knew I needed to know. And I wanted to know. "Look lady, I don't know what the f#k your talking about, but I'm warning you. I want to know real quick...or else."
She looked at me and sighed in resignation. I would have been satisfied of that but the sigh wasn't because of me. That only aggravated me even more. Finally she spoke. "The one that you were with is known as Honor. She is of blue blood, descended from royalty for the past seventy-eight generations. She has been in reign of our quadrant for nearly eighty-six years now. Blue-bloods have powers that others don't have. They can control the elements, take pure energy at the touch of a hand then turn around and manipulate that energy to their advantage. No one is sure just how far their power extends. The rest of us have the regular ones of shape-shifting, teleporting and smoothing (the misty-thingy they do)."
I stared at her kinda blankly for a second. Then I shook my head hard. "Whoah, WHOAH! Wait just a second dame..."
"My name is not 'dame.' It's Vivid."
"Alright, alright Vivid. I'll repeat myself here, WHAT THE HELL DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH ME! Why am I the one carrying this freak! Why me! For another thing, why not her. Women are the ones who are supposed to be doing this shit! And another thing, what the hell are you doing here!"
She eyed me for a moment, then sighed in resignation. "I really need to get you out of here."
I glared at her. "There's no way in Hell that I'm moving an inch until you explain yourself. I'm not the type to trust so easily, especially when you're an alien dame b#ch like the other one."
She looked at me for a moment. I just crossed my arms and glared at her with all the hatred that I could muster. She gave a little shudder (cool!) and looked down with a sigh. "Alright."
"Good. You're learning something. Now why me? I'm a guy! Hell, why me specifically!"
Vivid looked up in thought for a moment, probably trying to think of how to explain this. "First of all, know that me and Honor are nothing alike. We are cut from a completely different cloth. I'm not like her."
"Alright, alright. Get on with it."
"Well, I suppose that the first thing would be to explain why the men carry instead of women, which is how it is in your world." I nodded. I had been very curious of that.
"First of all, I am from a species called Elentials. We have our own planet but can go to other planets at will, to pick up males. For in our species we have no males."
"Why not!" It seemed bizarre to me that they were missing an entire gender but still needed it. It's like some alien amazons. hehehe. Loincloths and boobs.
"They cannot handle our powers, the powers that are borne into every one of our species."
"What do you mean!"
She sighed again (that's getting annoying) "I'm getting to that. I'll explain it by using the human species as an example. Fifteen percent more boys are concieved than girls because of the simple face that the X or female sperm are much more heavily laden with chromosomal data than the males, making them slower. So more male reach the egg than female. At first the male is developing much faster than the average female, then the testosterone hits."
I perked up at the mention of the all-class hormone.
"Testosterone is such a complicated hormone, it slows the boys development down. Eventually a female concieved at the same time surpasses him in development. So technically the male is weaker than the female. In fact, it is believed that if the pregnant female is in an accident and she is carrying a boy she is more likely to lose it. In any case, when they are born the male isn't necessarily underdeveloped, but is less developed than the female and is weaker, more susceptible to outward harms. It is this hormone that is our downfall. Because the hormone is so complicated, and it effects the embryo so, they are unable to handle the powers that are a part of our everyday life. The infant most ofted dies before birth ever occurs. Any that live die shortly after." (No! Not testosterone!)
"So since we have no males, we search other planets and take our pick. In our society, males have no rights. They are specifically for breeding, and can be bought and sold at our leisure. As for the pregnancy itself, it is simply how our species are. Males carry, females don't. The fact that every other species is the other way around doesn't stop us. We have...our ways of making it work out."
I growled deep in my throat and she looked at me sideways cautiously, looking readly to dodge at any second.
Her looked softened as she spoke to me, her voice soft. "I am truly sorry that you are stressed by this news but you wanted to know and this is simply the way things are with us." I stopped growling but continued to glare at her. I was beginning to truly despise their species in general. I mean, it was backwards and wrong!
"What the hell do you mean that 'we have our ways?' I want to know where the hell this thing will pop out!" I was still all for the alien-chest-burst thing if the other two options I had thought of were true (shudder). "And why the Hell is it me? I must be pretty 'special' for you to come and get me. And I know that it is a depressing subject, but why the Hell were you so upset when you found out what the b#ch dame did to me?"
Her facial expression changed. My confustion and irritation rose as I watched her face fall and impatiently waited for her to answer. I wasn't exactly in my best mood. I was about to say something when I saw her sad form stirr. Geesh! How devastating could it be! Her reaction sent a tinge of worry lacing through me and I didn't like it. I wish she didn't make such a big deal of it.
She spoke softly yet defiantly. "All males are able to be controlled. We use our superior powers to controll their actions. We can easily play their bodies like puppets, governing their physical actions, but their minds are free. We have no control of their thoughts. Also none of them are capable of weilding the powers that we can. There has been a story for as long as any of us can remember, one that is told in the history books. It is of a male who can defy our control. The Male. His mentality, he can resist our minds, our powers."
She looked at me pointedly, her sky-blue eyes boring straight into my own to the point that I was actually uncomfortable. I didn't like where she was going with this. Definetely didn't.
"He also has the ability to weild our powers. He may realize this and use them, or he may not and they're untapped. Either way, it's never happened with us. The powers of a blue blood in the hands of a 'mix-blood' male. This is not what makes him special and 'desired' by the females, because technically with our culture we want males who can be manipulated and controlled. With this male, whoever is able to mate with him will get extroadinary power, enough power to make a crucial step that will allow her to rule the universe itself."
I swallowed. Man, I real feel edge with this story. I hoped that I wasn't involved though my brain pointed out otherwise. "What'dya mean, mate? You mean sex?"
She shook her head. "Males can be breeders, but we generally 'mate' one of our choice, by doing that we are tied to him to life. It is a ceremony which grants the male our longevity but dooms him under that female's rule. You don't have to, but you are looked down upon if you haven't done at least one binding. It is considered sacred. It bonds your lives together spiritually. With this story, binding your life with this male's will give you some of the immeasurable power, but the other and most important is that that male successfully bear your child."
I listened to her as she explained further.
"First let me explain something. We used to have males. They were incredibly powerful, much more than ourselves. Controlling them was dangerous business and some were mad. It is said that they simply got too powerful and were destroyed from the inside out." I flinched and she continued on. "Not a male was born since, because in order to bring a boy to term, the male must possess the power. We had no more, so we had to 'borrow' males from other planets. That is where it started. It was over a millenia ago but is still well remembered."
"Now, about the prophecy, if the child the male is carrying is a boy, he will be brought to term successfully because of the male's own power.The crucial component of bringing males to term. The female, though, still has the power she gained from the mating. We are all able to absorb energy, but this female will have gained the ability to absorb power. By absorbing the power of this infant male, when it is at it's most raw and potent stage, she will have attained the power to command the throne of the universe itself."
Now she looked me straight in the eye. I knew what she was going to say, but it put a sinking feeling in my stomach just thinking about it. I almost refused to listen, but of course I had to. (Dammit!) "You, Raphael, are special. You and your brotherswill live longer than humans because of your mutation, you can put on more muscle mass, stronger bonesand such. But mutagen isn't perfect, each of your brothers were mutated in subtly different ways, so miniscule that it can be hardly noticed. You went a step further."
"Alright, Vivid or whatever your name is. I've heard enough. I'm leaving. I got up to leave but suddenly she was next to me and grabbed my arm. I whipped around to wrench it out but her yearning eyes caught me again.
"Raphael, why is it that you could see us when no one else could? How is it that you can move quickly enough to catch us when we're smoothing?" She leaned in closer and her eyes bore into mine again. She spoke each word in a half-hiss and stressed each sylable. "You should not be able to teleport."
"Wha-"
"Why is it your here, Raphael!" She yelled, throwing her hands in the air. "When I touched you, you should've stayed where you were. Did you? NO! You teleported with me! Something you should not have been able to do if you were normal! But your not! You are..."
"SHUT UP! I don't want any of this! I don't give a fu#k about you and your race! I'd die happy if I never see you bi#hes again! I-"
"YOU ARE!"
"I don't want to hear it!"
"YOU-"
I roared in anger and whirled around to grab her. I caught her by surprise and snatched both her upper arm and slammed her against the wall. I screamed in her face. "I DON'T WANT THIS!"
Adrenaline coursed through me, then suddenly I felt something else. There was a tingling sensation on my palms where I touched her skin. The tingling feeling traveled up my arm as though it was going through my veins. Vivid began to go a little limp in my grasp. I looked at her in confused anger. Then the tingling hit my heart like a lightning bolt and I felt such a surge of energy course through my body that it surprised me in to dropping her.
For a moment I just stood there and looked at my hands. I just felt so energized. I couldn't believe it!
Then I noticed a very shaky Vivid getting up slowly from the ground. My lungs tightened when I realized that she looked the same way that I felt when the other dame drained the energy out of me. She looked...Oh shit. "I don't want this." I whispered softly.
She gave me a trembling smile as she supported her weakened body against the wall. She was shaking all over even as she spoke. "As you can see, Raphael, I'm afraid that you don't have much of achoice."
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A/N: So, how'd you like it? Juicy enough for you? Hope that it wasn't too much at once. I actually left a lot out to be explained in the next chapter. Such as: What exactly is Vivid doing there? What's the deal with her and Honor? Where is the baby? Can't think of any others at the moment, but I encourage you to ask away. That will help to make sure that I remember all the missing puzzle-pieces in the next chapter. This chapter was kinda rushed, I was in a writing frenzy. And I had to re-write some of it! I was typing on the 29th and it changed into the 30th without me noticing. Great. Then when they did the revisions I lost some of it. At least I saved a lot of it. It was getting kinda long so that's why I stopped it. Please remember about the veteran idea if you didn't last time. REVIEW! Toodles!
