Now that Lex and Scar have been together intimately, will things on the ship change, or get worse for our couple? The ship is on course for Earth, but will they make it there?
I don't own AVP, just having fun with the characters.
When an enemy becomes a friend chapter 14
Lex and Scar became even more inseparable after their first sexual encounter. Somehow, word had gotten around that the two had done what no Yautja could make claim to, mating with a human. The youngbloods were curious, as any younger generation would be, while the elders wanted nothing more than to reprimand Scar and be rid of Lex. This had gone too far. The sooner they reached Earth, the better.
"How long until we reach the ooman's planet?" Elder Prime demanded of his pilot. He wanted that female off the ship. It had been a small matter to have her aboard. She had even proven her worth more than once. But he could see where contamination was already affecting his warriors. He regretted ever striking a bargain with the ooman, and he was ready to correct that lapse in judgement
"Eight cycles, with a variance of 2.67 for error due to course corrections." He had to take into account asteroids, magnetic fields and other spacial anomalies to avoid.
"Very well. Let me know if anything happens." The elder left the control room to discuss matters with the other elders. He did not like being this troubled, where his thoughts deviated from the hunt. That was the purpose of this mission. To test the youngbloods and return with trophies and stories to tell. Scar, the elder recalled the ooman's name for his warrior, had let the female touch him emotionally, and that would spell disaster in his getting a mate who would have offspring. What good was being a great warrior, if you didn't pass on your genetic traits to your children?
Meanwhile, Scar seemed to be walking inches taller, if that were possible. He had accomplished so much in this mission. His first hunt, which had ended in success, and now, he had a mate. Some of the others scoffed and teased him, as being more ooman than Yautja. But he ignored those ones. A few still showed admiration for his accomplishments. In either case, Scar just didn't care. He knew that, no matter what he wanted, his mate was to be taken from him. Lex had fit well in his world, despite what the elder had said. He knew that, in the opposite case, he would not fit in hers.
Lex walked beside Scar, still not sure if any of this was real. Last night had created a sense of disassociation. It wasn't a bad thing, but she just didn't know how she was going to acclimate to life on Earth. It felt like it had been so long since she'd been there. On the other hand, it had been ages since she'd had sex, with anyone. This being next to her was not someone she would have imagined living a life with. On Earth, she thought maybe she'd find someone who liked the outdoors as much as she. Scar partially filled that bill. She thought even to have had children in the future, but that would not be possible with the Yautja. Although similar in build, their DNA had to be too dissimilar to make breeding impossible.
Later, when Lex and Scar had found a place alone, she had asked him what his name was. The translator was no help, as when he told her, it only emitted a painful screeching noise, with what had the sound of letters. In other words, it was a jumbled mess to Lex's ears. The translator could not make an intelligible name for her to say. She resigned herself to calling him Scar.
Both were silent for a time, before Lex asked Scar what he was thinking. He mentioned his thoughts from earlier. "You are to be returned to Earth. I cannot go with you." His eyes conveyed a deep sadness, which touched Lex's heart. Her own eyes glistened with tears, which she fought back.
"I know you can't come with me. No one on earth would know what to make of you. At best, they'd lock you away. At worst, they'd dissect you." She slipped her hand into his and leaned against him. "Your place is here, Scar. These are your people. I tried to fit in, but it hasn't been easy. Now I'm not being given the chance anyway, so it doesn't really matter. Come on, I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat." She led the way to the food facility, choosing a table and settling down to eat.
Scar ate sparingly. He just had no need to take in nourishment, so his lack of hunger was fine with him. He thought perhaps later challenging Lex to a sparring match with combi-sticks. He wanted a diversion.
One of the Yautja youngbloods came over to Scar, speaking to him in their language. "We know that your ooman is being returned to her world. Some of us feel that she has earned the right to stay."
Lex didn't understand what was being said, but she expected Scar would tell her later, if it was important. Still, she listened to the clicks and trillings with curiosity.
"The elders have made their decision that Lex must be sent back to her planet. Their word is final," Scar insisted. "We cannot change anything. Do not try. It would mean punishment to go against the elders."
The young Yautja turned to Lex and said, " We admire you for your skill and bravery. We disagree with the decision to send you home. You are a fine warrior and courageous ooman."
Scar told her what had been said. She smiled at the warrior, thanking him in English. Scar translated and the youngblood turned and left.
"Some believe you have the right to stay, if you wish it. An agreement was made and negated. It isn't sitting well with the young warriors." He felt some vindication, but it would make no difference.
Lex rose, and started to leave the room. Scar followed her. Neither spoke until they reached their quarters. As soon as the door slid shut, Lex embraced the loyal Yautja. She sighed heavily, before saying, "I'm tired of it all. I just want an end to it, here, there, I don't care." She felt Scar's arms around her, and it felt good.
When he let her go, he lay on the bed, leaning back against the wall. He held out a clawed hand to her, which Lex took, climbing over him to lean against his shoulder. She always felt better when sitting or lying next to his warm body. "How long til we reach Earth?"
"It will not be long. Perhaps a few days, in your time." The idea wrenched at him, and he was unwilling to think too much about it. While they were here, they were together, he and his mate.
With Lex's head across his chest, her right arm lying on his belly, he felt the same contentment that came from a good exercise match. It was nice that they could finally talk together, but it was also nice to be like this and say nothing. When he took a Yautja mate, if he bothered to at all, he would not have such moments. Females of his kind were not into domestic matters, beyond raising strong warriors. Lex had taught him that oomans spent time together in ways that didn't involve combat. He found he actually enjoyed it.
"Are you purring?" Lex chuckled at the sound of contentment coming from her lover. It wasn't a sound she often heard. Just when things were changing between them....
Lex climbed onto Scar, and looked into his eyes. She caressed the high forehead, careful of the thick hairs there. She ran a finger over his cheek until it reached his mandibles. They moved beneath her fingertip, and closed completely when she burrowed into his neck. She licked and nibbled the tender skin there. It wasn't long before both engaged in the oldest mating dance, no matter the race or species.
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It was a couple of hours later that they slept, sated from their newest form of physical exercise. They were rudely awakened by the proximity alert that blared throughout the ship.
"Scar?" Lex looked alarmed, as she quickly dressed.
Scar squeezed her arm, saying, "It might just be a meteor. We should go." He readied, and lead Lex from their quarters into the corridor. They saw other Yautja running down the corridor. When they arrived at the control center, Scar overheard those monitoring the controls, and he relayed the information to Lex. "A ship has entered our field of contact. We don't know if they're aware of us, but we're on alert, in case."
"Who are they? Is the vessel being controlled?" Lex didn't want another run-in with a derelict ship. The last time that happened, they found a shipload of those serpent creatures she hated and feared so much.
"We don't know yet. But it doesn't seem to be a derelict ship. Not this time." Orders were given, weapons were charged, and then everyone just waited. If the ship made any course changes in their direction, they'd be ready.
Lex looked out the viewscreen, searching for any sign of movement. It was still too far, but her anticipation was fueled by adrenalin, making her heart pound in her chest. Scar stood behind her, offering her his comforting strength.
It seemed like only a few minutes, when the ship appeared before them. It just hovered there, a matter of kilometers away, unmoving. Suddenly, Lex was nearly thrown to the deck, as the ship was jarred by weapons fire directed right at their hull. This was no warning shot. The Yautja were under attack.