A/N:
Man talk about an uber long hiatus, no?
Seeing as how school has been winding down as the holidays draw near I shall be devoted to my stories! =D
I apologize in advance if this chapter isn't that great, I have to get back in the swing of things. Constructive criticism is appreciated.
blood shifter: She's 17
Disclaimer:
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3 Dæmon aka GG
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Recap:
He struggled with the strange language, feeling rather pleased with himself as he spoke, "Hello ooman."
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Talk about jaw dropping. Literally. My mind was threatening to implode on itself as I stared in shock. "Hot damn." I do feel kind of awful, that being my first words to a creature from a far away planet, but oh well. Taking a few moments to recover from the initial shock to slow down my heart rate I tentatively reached up to place my hand on his shoulder. Promptly after doing so I thanked whatever god is up there for the fact I looked up every possible thing about the yautja race.
I looked at the towering figure for a moment. I prepared to pinch myself until my mind decided to inform me this definitely wasn't a dream. A moment later I spoke again as the situation slowly seeped into my mind. "Oh god, they weren't joking." Panic began to take control of my brain. It was fight or flight and I chose the latter.
Remember kids, never ever try to outrun something that is sure as hell better than you in every way.
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Briz'zyne stiffened as the warm hand was placed upon his shoulder before letting out several clicks in amusement. Nothing so small and improperly armed would be able to harm him.
Delicate ears picked up the heart beat which was promptly beginning to rise once more. He watched with silent amusement as the ooman took off running. He slowly counted off the seconds before re-cloaking and dashing after the terrified ooman.
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I mentally cursed whoever decided to place these trees close to one another along with the thick brush. I could feel the burning red welts from whipping branches and the cuts on my legs.
Already my mind began to decide it was growing tired and my legs burned with each step.
No time for goodbye he said
As he faded away
Don't put your life in someone's hands
They're bound to steal it away
Don't hide your mistakes
'Cause they'll find you, burn you
Then he said
My lungs began to burn, I was gasping with each breath. Through the nose and out the mouth was no longer feeding enough oxygen to my body that craved it so badly. I stumbled slightly over a fallen log, landing on my hands and knees.
If you want to get out alive
Oh run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Oh run for your life
This is my last time she said
As she faded away
It's hard to imagine
But one day you'll end up like me
Then she said
It took precious moments for me to get back onto my feet. My legs felt like jello, my mind urging them to collapse, to stop the torture. Instead I scampered along at a slight jog, hoping I had lost the yautja a while back.
If you want to get out alive
Oh run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Oh run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Oh run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Oh run for your life
Deciding it was safe I collapse at the base of a rather tall tree. The surrounding area was silent except my ragged breathing; that alone was enough to unnerve me. The trees were never silent.
If I stay it won't be long
Till I'm burning on the inside
If I go I can only hope
That I make it to the other side
If you want to get out alive
Oh run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Oh run for:
If you want to get out alive
Oh run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Oh run for:
If I stay, it won't be long
Till I'm burning on the inside
If I go I can only hope
That I make it to the other side
If I stay, it won't be long
Till I'm burning on the inside
If I go, if I go
I heard the unmistakable clicking noise. "Oh god no." I murmured, the air glimmered above me for a few moments. I stared up at him fearful of what would come next. Then everything went dark…
Burning on the inside
Burning on the inside
Burning on the inside
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Briz'zyne glanced at the crumpled form of the ooman, letting out a sigh. She had put up a good run, but it was slightly shorter than he would've liked.
Slipping off the branch the yautja de-cloaked and nudged Kianna's body with a finger. Seeing as how she continued to lay there like a dead log, Briz'zyne grabbed her still body and slung her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
He marched back off towards his ship listening intently to the soft mutterings of the ooman, she had slipped from unconsciousness to sleep.
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The streets were empty, aside from myself. Abandoned cars were strewn all over the place as if a giant had played with them. The sun clearly illuminated the area but there was still something that caused it to feel wrong. Perhaps it was the lack of visible life.
A loud roar split the silent air causing a pack of strange looking dogs to run towards me. Some were limping, others were missing eyes, ears or other various body parts. But they took no notice of me as they continued to bolt past, a myriad of yelps and barkings.
I looked back towards the source of the dogs to seen a very large black thing come dashing my way. I don't know what was scarier, she smashed in face with razor sharp teeth or the blood red eyes. It took me a moment too long that this thing was looking for food, and that food happened to be me.
I felt a heavy weight on my chest as it began to try and dismember me, snarling and drooling all the while. The jaws snapped inches from my face with a horrible gnashing sound.
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I dared to open my eyes a crack, the brilliant white light threatening to blind me. I wiggled my fingers and toes, making sure they were still intact. As I went to move my arm I came upon a horrible realization.
I was tied down.
My eyes snapped open, struggling to focus in the blinding light. I could just barely see the gleam of the metal that kept me tied to this table. Immediately my mind went to worst case scenarios. The clicks of the yautja were starting to grow annoying. I froze. There was more than one set of clicks.
"Oh god."
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Briz'zyne and Nym'aste looked upon the struggling ooman before turning back to continue their conversation.
"Why did you bring the ooman here?"
"It can put up a good run; perhaps it could provide some simple entertainment or a short hunt."
"Why not just kill it when you caught it if you have no use of it than to provide for entertainment?"
"It is not honorable to kill a downed ooman, only a fool would do that."
"What do you know of honor? You killed the ooman's mother without second thought!"
The pair bickered for several moments, throwing wary glances at the restrained ooman who seemed to be coming around.
Nym'aste walked towards the table, placing his hand on the ooman's arm, trying to calm her from her struggling. As he inhaled he noticed a slightly familiar scent. He hissed and clacked his mandibles in frustration.
"Briz'zyne, you realize that this is a female ooman, don't you?"
The yautja warrior stared at Nym'aste before slowly shaking his head.
"You know what that means, yes?"