Chapter 8: Queen
This chapter ties in with New Life , a short prequel listed in my stories
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The Lead Cleverman looked at the Queen silently as she read the analysis. Her face did not display a single emotion.
My Queen, the hybrid is showing increasing telepathic strengths. He was cautious. And highly aggressive. There was a reason that the Queen took the hybrid in against advice. The superficial excuse was that the hybrid saved her child but he knew that there was a bigger reason or the behaviors would not be tolerated. A blade had recently seen the female hybrid bring another wraith to a kneel. She already fed on three worshippers and one blade since she entered the ship. That was three worshippers too many. Six blades ended in the feedlots. She had to be pulled off before she fed on them.
The Queen was still reading the analysis and complaints.
She may pose danger to you. You are the Primary. He continued.
The Queen got up from her throne. Summon her. That is all. The Queen waved him off and looked out of the window.
She bowed before the Queen as the Lead Cleverman left the Throne room. It was not a good thing to be in front of the Queen now. She was thinking of what she could have done to warrant attention.
The Queen circled her, inspecting her closely with her gold specked eyes. Do you know why you are here? The Queen looked down into her eyes. She was taller than the hybrid with a dominant presence.
No, my Queen.
The Queen raised her feeding hand gracefully close to her cheek. It was not a good sign. A dark domineering presence was probing her mind. Then it started overwhelming her mind to kneel. The Queen's mind was bringing her mind to a kneel.
She dropped to her knees.
Your mind is strong, my child. Like your mother. The dark presence enveloped her mind.
My mother?
Relax your mind, child. The dark presence whispered into her mind. It may hurt.
A sharp piercing pain entered her mind, twisting it excruiciatingly. A flow of darkness started flooding it with visions. The Queen was channelling memories into her.
A hazy vision appeared in her mind. A woman, heavily pregnant, was restrained to a steel table. Her body writhing in pain. Surrounding her body a halo of flames dancing around her. The woman was raspily chanting in a strange musical accent. She was in her last throes of death. It sounded familiar...like the flames she saw before in her first ship. A deep sense of sorrow overwhelmed her mind. A loss suddenly filled her senses and threw her into a dark void. She felt her body tremble as tears started flowing. The woman looked like her... the dark presence started to morph into another vision...
A baby girl was born. She was crying as her mother laid dead, her blood splattered around the room...the dark presence twisted and reveal
She saw the Queen , not regal as she is now. The Queen slowly shrunk into a young girl. She felt the hunger ... the young girl was starving in a cell and nearly unconscious. Her lips were parched. The same woman was in the cell amongst others who ignored the starving girl. She watched as the woman tiptoed towards to girl and bade her to drink from her bowl. The woman had the same parched lips. She craddled the girl in her arms surrounding the child with a warm glow. She carefully chewed the fruit and fed it to the girl who was now bathed in the halo of healing fire. A dark presence fade the vision into another...
The young girl was grewing into the image of the Queen...only simpler...the regal one as she knew but younger. The pregnant woman was brought to the room by two Ancient guards...the voices of the Ancient guards could be heard.
"Feed on her by six years."
The younger version of the Queen was stunned several times into feeding on the woman who mouthed the words of forgiveness at the Queen. The guards laughed cruelly and threw woman back into the cell... there were six wraith children weeping over the limp body of woman. Then the dark presence slided another vision...
"Well, she likes them...she can bear them...her genetics are perfect." An Ancient scientist said coldly...another vision flowed over ...
The woman was breathing shallowly and her belly was large...in the arms of the Queen...the words were being mouthed...the words grew louder...
"My child is part of your people now. Remember your words."
Then it went back to hazy visions of the woman was being restrained in front of the Queen who was weeping for her behind the glass...
Suddenly the flames return...Loss...Tragedy...they cried at the dark presence and the two intertwined.
The Queen suddenly saw the burning flames...a woman was walking through them...a whisper into her mind...open your eyes my Queen...
The Queen opened her eyes and saw the hybrid in front of her standing...There were raging fire in where the pupils should be. The Hybrid had grown like her but there was a strange multitonal voice singing the same chant the Queen heard as a near dead starving girl. Then the hybrid looked at her, a halo of fire surrounded her... as the multitonal voice sang.
~The Created shall consume their Creators.
Part of her is part of your people
An unbreakable bond.
One with yours.
And always shall be.
Taker of life.
Remember your words.
My child watched over yours.
My dear friend. ~
The Queen smiled at the flaming majesty of a familiar apparition. Old friend...I remember.
~ She is forbidden.
Forbidden to the Eternal flame.
Her fire has one origin
A loss, a tragedy.~
The fire faded from the hybrid's eyes as she collapsed onto the misty floor. The Queen bent down and whispered gently into her ear.
"Your mother saved some of my people's life including mine. For that, she lost the strength of life to bring you into the world. She paid the ultimate price... her life for yours and ours. Remember that. Behave yourself. "
A tear flowed from the still unconscious hybrid's eye as her crumpled body lay amongst the misty tendrils. The Queen walked slowly to the back of the Throne room. She gazed at the stars, in memory of the one who saved her.
She will always be part of the Wraith, old friend. Perhaps more.
A lone star glowed brightly amongst the rest. Like a fire by the dark.
There were no further complaints about the hybrid female after the meeting. She had calmed down more. The Hivemaster and Lead Cleverman were relieved. The Primary Queen can be extremely intimdating with her dominance and strength. Her telepathic powers are known to be the strongest amongst the Queens. They were fortunate that she made Primary.
Queen. Majesty.