Chapter 20: Having Fun

When I stopped telling everyone of my past, I had no idea that my eyes were closed until I opened them. It was like I was reliving my childhood again or at least it was one . . . somewhat. The light from the morning sun blurred my vision for a bit before my vision returned to normal and the first thing I saw was that the expression on everyone's faces was the same: shocked and horrified.

"What the fuck?"

Brackett was the only one who could speak and I imagined that her words were the same as everyone else. I sighed and looked up to Lar'ja who was just staring at me, showing no expression but his eyes told me otherwise.

"Now you all know."

I looked down at my wrapped up arm that had my tattoo on it. I decided that there was no point in hiding it now and so I began to rip it off, revealing the numbers #T49320 that were dulled in color from age but still there nonetheless. Then I felt tiny hands curl over my tattoo and glanced to see Rory had come to my side and he placed one small hand into mine. It was very comforting.

"I'm sorry."

I blinked slowly before I turned my head to face him, letting a simple smile come onto my face.

"Thank you, Rory. And thank you all for helping me."

I saw everyone relax at the same time and it gave me relief that we were on the same page now. No more secrets to hide. But then I noticed Nebraska fidgeting a little bit in his seat and I was curious as to why. That is until he opened his mouth.

"Now I feel like an asshole for chaining you up like that."

For some reason, I chuckled hard and loud at him like it was a joke rather than a serious thing. Everyone just stared until they joined with me in laughter. Lar'ja looked quite confused at the sudden outburst. Once I stopped, I cleared my throat so I could speak.

"Don't worry about it. I had much worse things than that. I would of consider that favor back then so be an asshole then."

Nebraska howled so loud that I imagined anyone would have heard that from a far distance but I didn't care. It was the first time that Nebraska made me laugh genuinely. When it became uncomfortably silent, I got up from my seat and faced Lar'ja to ask him something.

"So . . . what is the plan at this point?"

His body relaxed a bit until he stepped towards me, taking off his wrist gauntlet from his body and observing it for a moment.

"Well, I need to get this fixed as soon as possible but the last signal I got before crashing on this planet was that the weapon was heading somewhere northeast so I figure that we could head in that direction to save time until the device is ready."

"Then let's get a move on, shall we?"

"Hold on a second."

Surprised, I turned to my side and saw McKenna holding his hand up as if he was trying to stop me. I began to protest until he made a good point.

"We just set up camp here and after that last fight, we need to gather materials for the journey ahead. Besides, you are still too weak to move. Until we are well prepared, we're going to hang out here for awhile."

"And how long will that be?"

All of us see Brackett coming back from her spot, clearly still working on my blood but she was listening in to our conversation. I crossed my hands on my chest, giving a curious look at McKenna along with everyone else. I could see Nettles trying to be serious but he still looked confused. Feeling everyone's eyes on him, McKenna slumps his shoulders and places his hands on his hips.

"Probably a couple of days. We have to make sure that Stargazer is off our scent before we head into town. Not to mention that we stole their supplies, including clothes, food, water, and two military trucks."

I dropped my hands to my sides along with my lower jaw. That definitely got my attention. Military trucks? How did these buffoons get ahold of them?

"I hate to ask but how did you get army tanks from them?"

McKenna and Nebraska's faces lit up like Christmas had come early for them. I remained serious while those two clowns began to laugh hysterically. I had enough with them at that point.

"Hey, assholes! Can you tell me how you got them?"

I could see McKenna was trying his hardest to calm himself but I could see the small tears coming down his cheeks. Whatever story they had and judging by their reactions, it must have been stupid.

"Sorry, Anya. I can explain. We got them a week before you woke up when we were out to hunt but with no success. There were two Stargazer soldiers on patrol that night but they were drinking away, cursing and doing all sorts of stupid shit. It was easy to take it from them."

"That still doesn't explain why it's so funny."

I leered at him and in some way, McKenna got my message that I wasn't fooling around anymore.

"Okay. Okay. Before we left, they passed out so we decided to strip them of their clothes and made them lie down on each other. We tied them up together so when they woke up, they would get a big surprise!"

"And it's was a great, motherfucking time!"

Both of them went back to their hysterical laughing and I couldn't take it anymore. I left before they could say anything else, walking through the camp as everyone else was doing their usual routines. It also included Coyle and Baxley fighting each other again with mama jokes and I wondered how they tolerated each other this long. I had to silently admit that it was sometimes entertaining.

I kept walking until I saw Lar'ja working on his gauntlet, looking very frustrated while fiddling with its inner workings with some screwdriver. His growls told me that he wasn't in a great mood but being that I don't listen to warnings, I came closer until he looked up at me. He grunted at me in annoyance.

"What do you want?"

To show that I didn't mean to upset him, I raised my hands up on each side. He tilted his head to the side and looked confused for a moment.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to bother you but you look like you're having a hard time with it. Do you need help with it?"

"No, it's not that. I don't have my usual equipment, which I have to resort to ooman tools that are not compatible with this. With that, it's going to take longer than I thought."

"How much longer?"

He didn't answer me. He just glanced back at his work, making low growls again while I saw small sparks flying over the place. I stayed back a bit but I knew that Lar'ja needed to get some fresh air and cool his temper. But what can I do to make him feel better? I wonder . . .

I kept thinking real hard until a brilliant thought crosses my mind.

"Hey, Lar'ja. How about we go for a ride on one of the trucks?"

Immediately, he stopped his works and quickly looked up at me with such shock that I said such a thing. His mandibles opened wide along with his inner jaw and eyes. It kind of stunned me a bit since I didn't think it was something to worry about.

"Why would we do that?"

"To have some fun. Plus, it will help calm your nerves from all this work and clear your mind. Come on."

He got up on his feet but was swaying from side to side as if uncertain about all this. He kept his eyes down on the ground where his gauntlet was and I knew he was conflicted about all this. To encourage him, I walked until I was in front of him and placed my hands on each side of his face, lifting it until we made eye contact. The warmness of his rough skin was welcoming but I could also feel him trembling a little. Why is he like this?

Despite it, I tried my best to give him a puppy-eyed face, widening my eyes a bit and pouting my lips together. I probably look stupid but I hope it works.

"Please . . ."

Both of us stayed like we were for some time until Lar'ja dropped his head down, slumping his shoulders low and releasing a huge sigh.

"Alright but we're not staying out too long. Got it?"

"Yeah!"

I let go of him and raised my arms up in celebration, making him jump a little in surprise. I was just glad that it worked so now I needed to get the tank out of here without the others noticing. Luckily, McKenna and Nebraska had already gone out with one to get supplies and won't be back until tonight. I can easily handle the others if they begin to question.

"Alright. Let's go then."

I began to walk towards the end of the camp and saw the tank behind some huge bushes. I kept turning around to make sure Lar'ja was keeping up with me but after a while, I didn't hear his steps behind me and I stopped, seeing that he hadn't taken one step forward like he was stuck to the ground. I decided to call out to him but in a cheery way so as to disguise my disappointment from earlier.

"Come on Lar'ja. Let's have some fun."

Like he snapped out of a trance, he shook his head a little, making his dreadlocks fly around him before he grunted. He caught up with me as I stopped in front of the army tank. It was massive but wasn't the first time I've seen something like this. After all, I've tracked Stargazer for years.

"Wow. It's huge but that will make it so much fun. You drive and I ride shotgun."

"Wait . . . You want me to drive that thing?"

The tone of his voice was one I was least expecting. He sounded like he's never driven an ooman vehicle before. But didn't he just drove the trailer earlier?

I twisted my head to him, looking very puzzled and it was getting worse when I saw Lar'ja fidgeting with his fingers like a nervous twitch. I saw that his mandibles were tightened to his face and his eyes were filled with nervousness. I had a feeling that there's something he hasn't told me.

"What's wrong? You can't drive?"

"No . . . Not really."

"But you drove the trailer a few weeks ago. Remember? You rammed in on Stargazer soldiers to save us."

"Yes, but I didn't 'drive' as you describe it. I told you that I had changed to my plan."

I had to jog my memory a little before I recalled that Lar'ja did say something like that. Now, I was having my suspicions about his 'plan' that night and they weren't good at all. I turned to fully face him and crossed my arms like I was frustrated with him.

"What happened that night?"

His fidgeting grew worse and he began to look around at everything except for me. That only made me get angrier since the last time he drove the trailer, he nearly killed everyone in the process but I waited patiently for him until he finally spoke out.

"The thing is . . . I didn't have much experience with ooman vehicles. When I got to the trailer, I was able to start it but had to break it apart. When I got it to move, I didn't know how to stop it so I destroyed the wheel. It didn't work so I thought that I could ram it towards the soldiers. At least it stopped."

"WHAT?!"

That was the only thing I could say to Lar'ja at the moment. My anger erupted like a volcano and began to burn the inside of my body, consuming everything except for my sanity. At least I had that or else Lar'ja would have been beaten to a pulp if that were ever possible but I had to remember that I had the strength of a Yautja now.

"Are you saying that you almost killed everyone because you didn't know how to drive!?"

I was breathing hard through my nose like an angry bull but I was half expecting Lar'ja to fight back. However, he just took a step back from me as his mandibles kept twitching more frantically and his eyes began to show fear in them.

When I saw that, I realized how big of a bitch I was acting right now so I took a step back and closed my eyes. I did a breathing technique of inhaling from my nose and exhaling from my mouth. I kept concentrating on that until my anger was gone. It was silent but when I was done, I opened them and saw that Lar'ja got closer and the fear in his eyes was gone and replaced with concern so I calmly spoke to him when an idea came to me.

"Alright. It doesn't matter now. What's done is done but I don't want to repeat that ever again. So, I'll teach you then."

I almost laughed when Lar'ja's body language changed into disbelief like he didn't think I would ever say something like that. At least he helped in getting rid of my anger completely now.

"Teach me?"

"Yeah. I've driven one of these before and it's easy. Also, you will be able to sit comfortably since the seats are huge. That way you'll know not to re-enact that stupid event ever again."

Without giving a chance to protest, I jumped on the side of the military truck and opened the door, scooting to the passenger seat while Lar'ja just stood there. I patted on the seat so he knew to take a seat on the driver's side. At first, he took hesitant steps until he got to the door and with little effort, he got into the truck and closed the side door. It looked like enough room for him at my point of view but he still looked uncomfortable.

I ignored it as I began to give him a lesson on driving.

"Now. Before we get going, I'm going to point out the different parts of the truck and how they work. Make sure to pay attention cause it's very important."

All he did was nod slowly and so I began talking to him about the basics. We went from learning about the engine to the wheel, then the brakes and petals, and finally to the ignition and side/back mirrors. Once I was done, I saw that Lar'ja was getting rather bored cause he kept opening his mandibles like he was letting out a yawn. To be honest, I was starting to get bored too but the lesson was important. However, I wasn't cruel and decided that it was time.

"Alright. Now that the lecture is over, how about we take this thing out for a spin?"

Lar'ja lifted his head and his eyes gleamed with excitement. I chuckled a little but he didn't seem to mind it. I grabbed the keys that were on the top of the flaps and handed them to him.

"Let's see what you have learned."

He looked at me to make sure it was okay. Once I smiled at him, he took the keys from my hand and stuck it in the ignition, turning it and the engine comes to life. I smiled a little and he looked at me like he was proud of himself. It was a great moment between us and I was happy to be with him.

"There should be a meadow close by that we can drive in. Let's go have some fun."

He nodded slowly to me and he turned the gear shift into drive and then, we were off.

During the drive to the meadow, I had to admit that he was a fast learner. He did have a little rough start with turning the wheel in the correct way but once he had that down, it almost feels that Lar'ja always knew how to drive. If I didn't witness his 'earlier' incident from before, I would have believed it.

Once we got clear of the forest, I could see the meadow in all of its beauty. It stretched for what seemed like miles and since it was close to spring, new grass was growing all around and flowers were beginning to bloom.

As soon as we got to an open area of the meadow, I turned my head at Lar'ja while he did the same. Then, I gave him my best smirk.

"Alright. Time to see how fast we can go."

He tilted his head and then made a huge purr, spreading his mandibles a little bit and I only guess that he was smirking as well. It was a weird one but I didn't care. I just wanted to be fast and furious and sure enough, Lar'ja did just that.

He pushed the pedal hard and the wheels began to grind the dirt but once there was a grip on the wheels, the truck took off with blinding speed. I had to hold on my seat a bit from the sudden thrust but I recovered quickly once we were off.

I observed Lar'ja and I could easily see that he was enjoying this. The thrill of it and it was contagious. I looked forward and watched for a while, enjoying the fun until an idea came into my head. A dangerous one but it was something that I've always wanted to try.

I didn't give Lar'ja fair warning when I opened the passenger side and began to move off my seat. He didn't notice until the gush of wind came into the truck, alerting him of what I was doing.

"Are you crazy!? You're going to get killed!"

I twisted my body so that my hands were holding the frame of the opened truck and my legs were on the rim of the door. I noticed that he was about to hit the brakes until I yelled at him.

"Don't! I want to try something so don't stop!"

"What the pauk (fuck) are you doing!?"

"I'm going on the hood of the truck! Don't worry about me! I'll be fine!"

Before he could stop me, I climbed onto the top of the truck and slid down on the passenger side of the windshield so I didn't obscure Lar'ja's view. Slowly, I stood up on my two feet, looking forward and stretched out my hands to the side, feeling the rush of air flowing over me.

It was amazing.

It was like freedom was flowing through me and I believed that the wind could lift me up and carry me through the sky. It felt like I was flying and I couldn't get enough of it. The feeling of elation grew inside my chest and I decided that I couldn't hold it in anymore. I took a huge breath and let it all out.

"Whoo Hoo!"

I yelled out with all my might, enjoying the freedom that I thought I could never have. I raised my head so high that it was close to going over the back of my shoulders and I closed my eyes to imagine that I was flying and that no one can stop me, reaching for the stars that I've longed to catch.

After a while, Lar'ja slowed down the truck, eventually making it stop altogether. I jumped off the hood and dropped to the ground, laughing my ass off as if I haven't got the care in the world. I had my eyes closed so I didn't notice Lar'ja was standing above me, looking down with amusement when I opened them again.

"Looks like you had a lot of fun."

I smiled up at him, chuckling at the same time.

"Yes, I did."

He walked to my side but I was surprised when he sat down, crossing his legs together. He kept observing me while I looked up into the sky. The glow of the afternoon sun showed many colors of orange and yellow throughout the area and it was beautiful.

"This is the first time that I've seen you this happy."

His voice was soft and it caught me off guard a little. When I looked back at him, his expression was one of happiness and joy. Something that I've haven't seen either. I lifted myself from the ground and went into the same sitting position as Lar'ja while facing him.

"What do you mean?"

"I've never seen you like this. Ever since I met you. You smile but it's not truly a smile. But today, it looked like that you were free for the first time. I don't know if I'm making any sense."

He turns his head down like he was embarrassed by his statement. I repeated his words in my head and it made sense to me. It does feel like that and he didn't have to be embarrassed about that. I placed my hands on his face and raised it so that we were at eye level.

"You make sense to me. I haven't felt this way in a long time. I had no experience with this when I was a child but I had fun. With you."

I heard him catch his breath and he grabbed one of my hands in his, holding it while he gently lowered it down between us. He caught sight of my tattoo on my forearm and in a surprising gesture, he gently brushed it with the soft pads of his clawed fingers. It was soothing and somehow, it sent shivers down my spine but they felt good.

"I'm so sorry that they did this to you. That they tortured you like that."

His words were filled with sadness and it was so powerful that I could feel it too. I didn't want him to feel like this. I grabbed his hand and curled my fingers between his. He reciprocated it by folding his fingers on mine as well.

"There's no need to be sorry. It wasn't your fault but in some way, I'm glad it happened."

"Why?"

"Because I got to meet you. And McKenna, Rory, and everyone else. I don't want to change it for the world."

Both Lar'ja and I stared at each other for a long time, seeing the reflection in each other's eyes. Then, he takes one of his hands from mine and cups my cheek in a loving manner. When he touched me, I closed my eyes and shivered but it was welcoming. He rubbed my cheek a little bit before he moved it down slowly, gliding down my neck and then my collarbone.

Something was happening to my body. It began to heat up while my breath became heavy and labored. My heart pounded away like a beat on a drum but it wasn't out of fear, it was something else. Something that I've never experienced before. Then, all of my senses went into overdrive when Lar'ja leaned his head towards the crook of my neck. His mandibles gently rubbed on my shoulder and collarbone as he took in a huge breath and groan at its consequence. Just when I thought it was the end of that, the hairs on my body stood up when his tongue glides over the crook of my neck.

Then, something else begins to grow. There was a sudden burning between my legs and I had no idea where it came from. It was new and foreign to me but it was amazing. I leaned my head back all the way with my eyes shut tightly, feeling Lar'ja move across my neck to replicate the same thing on the other side as I moaned softly. All of a sudden, he began to purr but not like the times he did it before. This one was full of yearning like he had been waiting for this a long time and it only made my body heat up even more. His hands wrapped around me and carefully rubbed my lower back. Whatever he was doing, I didn't want him to stop.

But of course, my self conscious got in the way. What the fuck are you doing!?

My mind completely snapped me back to reality and just when Lar'ja's mouth began to move downwards from my collarbone. I put my hands on his toned chest and gently pushed him back. The stunned look on his face caused pain to radiate in my chest badly. But my inner thoughts kept stopping me from going back to him.

This isn't right. You can't do this. Not now. Not ever.

I kept my head down so I could avoid looking at him. I needed to catch my breath for a moment but my hands stayed on his chest, wanting to feel his skin and heat once more. When my heart and breath calmed down, I released him and stood up quickly, finally looking down at him but not directly into his eyes.

"We should get back to camp. The others might get worried and try looking for us."

I was hoping that Lar'ja would just comply and go back to the truck but he just stood up, keeping his gaze on me in confusion.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes. I'm fine. Let's just get back. I'll drive this time."

As quickly as I could, I walked towards the truck and got into the driver's seat. Lar'ja paused for a moment before he sighed and got into the passenger seat but we didn't look at each other for the rest of the ride. We remained silent between us but I couldn't help but remember the way his tongue danced around my neck and how his breath made me shiver. I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts, keeping my focus on the long drive ahead.

No one noticed that we were gone when we made it back to camp. Sunset was coming and I could smell meat cooking from the camp as Lar'ja and I made it back. Everyone was doing their own thing and acting the same way. However, Rory knew something was up when he came to greet me. Lar'ja just passed us by and went back to fixing his gauntlet. I didn't say much to Rory other than a 'yes or no' response but when he asked about my time with Lar'ja, I stayed silent. I was too caught up in reliving the event of me and Lar'ja together. Why am I still thinking like this?

I couldn't take it anymore and I began to walk off into the woods, hoping that being alone will clear my head but Rory was concerned about me.

"Anya. Where are you going?"

I didn't look back to me but I answered him in the best way that I could.

"I need some alone time but I won't go far. Just need to clear my head for a while."

I took off running before Rory had a chance to ask me another question. I just need to get away from everything.

I kept running through the trees until my legs couldn't keep up the pace anymore. I came to a halt in a small, open patch and sat down with a hard thud. My ass didn't appreciate it but I didn't care at that moment. I dropped my head down, gripping my hair with my hands and trying to comprehend what happened between Lar'ja and me.

Did he really like me? Like something more than friendship? But he said that he doesn't trust oomans before and hates hybrids. Like me . . . But why would he do something like that? And why did I respond back? Why did I feel like that? Did I want him to do it? Do I feel that there's more than friendship between us? Do I like him?

All of my thoughts were creating a terrible headache and I groaned in pain from it. I wanted so much to get rid of it but nothing was working. I tried to breathe and ignore my thoughts but it was a major struggle. What do I do now?

But then, a huge thud behind me caused my body to jolt up in surprise. I thought that Lar'ja had followed me here and I wanted so much to be alone right now. With him here, I knew that I would lose my head. However, when I smelled the air, there was no spring rain there but something worse. It was like the smell of death. It was definitely not Lar'ja and I turned around quickly to see the one person that I never wanted to see again.

It was the Bad Blood.

His massive body was only a few feet from me and I began to panic. I had no weapons on me so I was vulnerable but I was ready to make a quick dash for help. But when I did, the Bad Blood called out to me.

"Hold on Little One. I'm not here for a fight. I wished to speak with you."

Although I was a little surprised that I could still understand him since he was speaking in his native tongue, his words were a greater surprise. I kicked his ass in the last fight but he wants to talk to me?

I looked down at his chest and saw a deep scar in the shape of an unequal circle and I remembered that I stabbed him there with my knife. It was good that he didn't get out of our fight unscathed but it didn't last long when he kept talking to me.

"That was impressive. I didn't expect that you can transform like that, much less that you were able to fight back so well."

I scowled at him, giving off my best growl so he knew that he wasn't welcomed.

"What do you want?"

"I told you that I wanted to speak with you. After all, you and I are the same. We're both hybrids, created to be the most superior fighters in the universe. I'm glad that I'm not the only one."

"Cut the shit! I know why you are here and we're not the same! You've killed one of my friends and you're after Lar'ja. He told me you're here to take over this planet as your own and that you betrayed your own race. Get out of here before I beat the shit out of you!"

I didn't know why but I turned my back towards him. I didn't need any more people talking to me. My thoughts were too scrambled to think straight and I needed to be alone. But just as I was about to leave, the Bad Blood spoke out.

"Do you want to know where you come from?"

I froze instantaneously. I didn't turn but my eyes widened at what he was saying. What does he know about me?

"Do you want answers to your past? Do you want to know why you are like this? I can give you the answers you seek."

I didn't know what was moving me but I turned slowly around and stared at him. His golden eyes burned with an intensity that should have made me cower in fear but I stood my ground. I wanted to know what he means.

"What do you know?"

"I know everything. Especially you after our last battle. I found some interesting things that you might want to know. I can give it to you if you wish."

"What's the catch?"

He smirked at me and it made me sick but I needed to know why he was doing this. Someone like him wouldn't give something like that for free. He has something in mind and it was confirmed when he spoke again.

"You're a clever one. I will give you what you want in exchange for your help in ridding of the ooman race that plagues this planet."

I was stunned at what he was proposing. Me? Destroy everyone on this planet? Why would he think that I would go along with that?

"You're sick. Why would I agree to that?"

"Because the oomans treated you like cjit (shit). I mean . . . after what they have done to you. They tortured you, maimed you, tagged you like you were their property and made you feel like dirt. After all that, you still choose to protect them?"

I wanted to not believe in it but his words had some merit in them. Stargazer was all oomans and they had put me through the worst of torture and pain. All for the sake of some project that I didn't know of. They took my mother from me and scared me to the point that I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror. But I had my friends who helped me and understood me. Rory, McKenna, maybe Nebraska, Coyle, Baxley, Lynch, somewhat Brackett. And . . . Lar'ja. All of them were strange characters but they showed me that I wasn't alone.

But what do I do? I don't . . . know . . .

After some time, the Bad Blood clicked his mandibles together in amusement and I didn't realize that I had my head down to the ground so I straightened myself so I can stare at him properly. However, the Bad Blood huffed before he spoke.

"I see that it's hard for you to think right now. I'll leave you for a while but my proposal still stands. Join me and I can help you find the answers you seek and even destroy those who deemed you filth."

He turned around with his back facing me but I couldn't move. I was frozen in place and no matter what I did, nothing was going to make my body move. Before the Bad Blood disappeared, he gave me one final say.

"Make your choice."

And then, he was gone from my sight.

I stood there for what seemed like forever. Everything that has happened, my mind was out of whack and I began to question my sanity. I wanted to protect my friends from this but also, I wanted to protect Lar'ja. I can still recall his sweet scent and serene touch from before, gliding down my neck and onto my collarbone. I was so happy at that moment but then the Bad Blood's words came to me.

He said that he had answers to my past. He knew something about me and it was killing me inside. I know very little about myself but it's like he could see through me. And he made a point about why I was protecting those who tortured me. I was so confused at everything. I didn't know myself anymore.

All I could do was slowly move back to camp. My legs were heavy like irons as the long walk back to camp began.

Hi Readers!

I'm having writer fever or something cause I'm updating my stories like crazy or something. Who knows? :)

We've got trouble brewing as the Bad Blood comes in and makes a proposal to Anya that could change everything! With her relationship between Lar'ja growing into something more than friendship, her desire to protect her friends and the deal made between her and the Bad Blood, she had no idea what she should do and time is running out.

Will she protect those she loves or will she give up everything so that she can finally get the answers to her past?

Find out when Chapter 20 comes rolling behind!

Also, I recommend everyone to read the story Destiny by Obi-Wan Baloni. It is fantastic along with the new story Honorless and more new stories will be coming from me soon so keep in touch. It's worth it! :)

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