Green Blooded Hobgoblin

xStarletx

A/N: Here we are chapter 10. If you haven't been to my profile recently you won't know of the goal for the summer. I've established that I have over 30 stories, most of which are fanfiction and in progress. So my goal for the summer is to Finish Five or more stories. This is one of them. I'm so close to being finished this story that I might as well see it the whole way through. I have three months left to finish five stories and I honestly hope I can do it. Review and tell me you like it. Remember the more Review the more inclined I am to post the next chapter. I'm up to chapter 13 people so REVIEW! Check my Profile for updates!

Chapter 10

Damian walked into his house, thinking back on what had happened today. He sat down at the kitchen island and took the drink his mom offered him.

"Honey you ok?" She asked. Damian thought about it, he didn't know if he was.

"Yea, I think so." He told her. She paused to look at him. Usually when Damian was upset things got broken, people got hurt, he wasn't acting like himself and he knew that.

"So what happened at school today?"

"There's a new girl at school."

"Hmm, really? Is she nice?"

"She beeped my nose." Damian told her. His mother whirled around.

"Please tell me you didn't hit the girl!" She cried. Damian's father stuck his head through the door, he was in his study, reading something.

"Damian hit a girl?" He asked.

"NO! I didn't." Damian cried.

"Really? Are you sure you're feeling ok?" His mother asked. Damian frowned.

"I'm fine!" His father joined them in the kitchen.

"Are you sure son, you don't usually let people slide when they touch your face. No matter the gender."

"Teresa isn't like other people ok? I wouldn't hit her! And I'm FINE!" Damian cried. He stomped up to his room wondering why his parents couldn't see if he was ok.

In the kitchen his parents realized that Damian, for the first time in his life, was calm.

Durhum's fist collided with Damian's cheek again.

"Tell me where she is you useless excuse for a mate!" He ordered. Damian was failing to hold back his tears. His heart ached painfully, he felt lost and angry.

"She's dead! You killed her you monster!" Damian told him. Durhum hit him again. It wasn't the physical pain that had Damian crying, it was the emotional. To have found his mate only to have her ripped from him. It wasn't fair. She was his everything and now she was gone.

"I know she's alive." Durhum growled. Damian sucked in a deep breath, it came out again in a series of strangled sobs. Why had he survived and not her?

"She's dead. You killed her." Damian accused. Durhum hit him again. He grabbed Damian's cheek in his tight grip. Damian grimaced as Durhum squeezed painfully.

"Please, just let me die." Damian begged him. Durhum let him go. "Please. There's no point. She dead Durhum, you don't need me. Just let me join her. Please."

Durhum walked away from him. He motioned for his scientists.

"Put him to sleep, but keep him alive. I want him to live knowing that he let his mate die." Durhum ordered. Damian cried out in anger.

"No!" He cried. An intense fire suddenly filled his veins, he closed his eyes trying to will the agony away.

"Just let me die! Please! I'm useless now! I don't want to live! Please! Please! Please!" Damian cried. His eyes growing laden, his voice began to falter. The last thing he whispered before his body went limp was her name.

Teresa.

Teresa bolted up in bed. It was completely dark, but she knew she was alone. Her nightmare came back to haunt her. Her hand flew to her lips, she chewed her cuticle fearfully.

"SPOCK!"

Spock bolted out of bed. He stumbled over his shoes. He briefly thought about putting them on, but ignored it. He heard Teresa call out again, this time for someone else.

"DAMIAN!"

Spock burst out of his room, with only a loose pair of black pants. He ran down the corridor to Kirk's room and slide the access key through the lock, then throwing open the door. Teresa ran at him. Her arms flying around his neck, fastening tightly and then refusing to let go. Spock returned the gesture, holding her shaking form to him.

"What happened?"

"I had a nightmare."

"Where's Jim."

"I unno."

"Whats'going on?" Came a slur. Spock turned, Jim was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. By the way he was looking he had clearly found the company of some woman.

"Where were you?" Spock accused.

"YEA!" Teresa second.

"You are her guardian! You're supposed to be watching her!"

"YEA!"

"She was frightened! She needed you!"

"YEA!"

"Well she's got you, so I think we're ok." Jim told him.

"YEA!" Teresa cried. Both turned to her. She looked away.

"Sorry, got stuck in the moment." Teresa mumbled.

"Clearly you're the better guardian." Kirk announced.

"Clearly, but she wants you." Spock countered.

"I want Damian." Teresa sobbed.

Both men turned her.

"Say what?"

Teresa held her dog toy to her chest, and when she went out for play time she knew just where to run when the boys chased her again.

No weaving pattern hoping they'd lose her in the crowd. No this time Teresa ran straight to the hill. She climbed all the way up to the top and the boys stayed down at the bottom. She looked up, she could see the boys boots amongst the branches. She smiled up to them. She was safe with him.

She turned away and sat down at the base of the tree trunk. She began to play with her toy dog. She had named him Pog. Pog the toy dog.

Behind her there was a thud. She turned and saw the boy looking down at her. She smiled.

"Hullo." He mumbled. Teresa looked away. She didn't like talking to people. She was still nervous around him. He moved a little closer to her.

"Hello." He said a little louder. Teresa let her bangs fall around her flaming face. He knelt down beside her.

"Don't you talk?" He asked. Teresa hazard a small glance at him and then looked away. She brought her knees to her chest and hugged her toy dog to herself.

"What's the matter?" He asked. Teresa was touched by his concern.

"Where's your mate? Do you want me to go get him for you?" He asked. Teresa gasped. She didn't want to tell him she didn't have a mate. He'd think she was weird. Teresa shook her head. He sat down beside her.

"Do you like the toy dog?" He asked. She nodded.

"Really? He looks kinda funny don't you think?" He questioned. Teresa giggled and nodded. The boy frowned.

"I know I'm sorry. I'm not good at these sorts of things." He told her. Teresa watched him. He was looking away from her now. He seemed so sad, like he needed a big hug. Teresa wondered what his mate would say about that.

"I don't really see why I should practice. I'll never have a mate."

Teresa turned to him surprised. He noticed and eyed her warily. He didn't have a mate either?

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked. Teresa got up onto her knees and hugged him. He sat there stunned for a while and when she pulled back she stared into his green eyes. They seemed so hopeful. She took his nose in her hands.

"Beep!"

This time he didn't pull away from her. He smiled instead.

"I'm -." He started but was cut off.

"DAMIAN!" Came a cry. He turned and a teacher was bearing down on him. She grabbed his ear and pulled painfully.

"What were you doing to her?" she cried. Damian yelped as she dragged him away. Teresa was up on her feet, trailing after them.

"I didn't do anything!" Damian cried. Teresa tugged at the teacher's skirt. She swatted the hands away.

"You're going straight to the principal young man!" She threatened. Teresa stopped when the disappeared into the school building. She felt the tears rolling down her cheek.

Now he'd definitely hate her.

"Who is Damian?" Spock asked. Jim and Spock had sat Teresa down at the table in Jim's quarters.

"He's my mate."

"Nonsense you're too young for a mate." Jim snarled. Spock found this hilarious.

"But he is."

"Where is he?" Spock asked.

"So I can kill him." Jim added. For a man whore he was definitely over protective about this, maybe that was why, he knew what men could be like.

"I don't know where he is. I don't even know if he's alive."

"Then why are we worrying about this?" Jim asked. Spock rolled his eyes.

"Was he that orange haired boy on the ship? You know the one on the security log?"

"Yes." Teresa responded sullenly. "I unno if Durhum killed him or not."

"Durhum? The one who killed your parents."

"And probably the one who attacked the Science center."

"Why does he want you?"

"Cause I'm strong."

"So we keep him away from her simple as that." Jim snarled.

"But what if he has Damian?"

"We'll find you a new mate."

"Tedorian's mate for life, and unless you haven't noticed there aren't a lot of us left!" Teresa cried.

"I say no to Damian!"

"But he needs me!"

"NO!"

"YES!" Teresa cried. She banged her hands on the table, it creaked under the pressure, her eyes were steadily turning red.

"We'll think about it tomorrow Teresa." Spock told her. Teresa sat down with a frown.

"I want to find Damian."

The fire ignited in his veins again. Damian growled this time but accepted it. He thought about what he had dreamt. Who was the pointy eared bastard he kept seeing with Teresa? And who was that human trying to keep her away from him? At least he knew which ship she was on now.

"Well boy, what can you report?" Durhum asked. Damian hated himself for doing this, but he did have a plan.

"If I tell you I want off this table. I want a cell, to be able to move, to sleep and eat when I want." Damian bargained. Durhum cackled he motioned to the scientists. The bolts vanished, Damian crumbled to the floor. Ten years he had been strung up like that, he didn't get much exercise, once a week he was taken off and forced to run, only to be put back on. He was not used to this. He struggled to push himself up.

"Where is she boy?"

"She's on the starship. U.S.S Enterprise."

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