Author's Note: Okay, actually the training scenes won't start until next chapter, I want those to take place from Scar's point of view and before I switch, there is one very important biological detail about human females that I haven't seen anybody write into their fanfiction so I really wanted to tackle this issue and now would be a very good time to do so.
Warning: A few more details here and there and I swear this is the last of the major OC introductions. Lex learns to swear.
Disclaimer: AVP does not belong to me, however everything after Lex and Scar getting trapped in the maze where they first introduced themselves back in chapter one is all my idea.
Haven
Lex had chosen to sleep in the nude, other wise she would have been to hot under the covers of the Predator bed. She realized they liked heat, but seriously? When she awoke she had to think that it was a really good thing that humans and Yautja were so similar. Two legs, two arms, one head, similar bodily functions and needs, at least when she ate the food the Yautja did she got all her essential vitamins and minerals, probably better than what she could get with human food, considering the need Yautja had for good health. The Predators were hunters and warriors; they needed exercise, healthy diets, and good hygiene. They had everything Lex would need to keep herself sanitary, and if they didn't she had ways of compromising. But as Lex stretched herself, she felt a terrible cramp.
Oh God not now. She thought. She lifted her sheets, looking down and confirming her thoughts. Yes, the Yautja's normal hygiene routines prepared her for all of her needs…except her menstrual cycle. Blood stained the bed; Lex bit her lower lip, wondering what she was going to do about this. As far as she had seen Dice and her newborn daughter were the only other females on this ship. The men of the Predator race did extra terrestrial hunting; girls had better things to do back on their home planet.
There was no way she was going to talk to Crusade or even Javelin about her private womanly needs. Lex paced back and forth across her room. Heightened hormones changed her worry to panic the more she thought about this. While she paced her eyes dropped to the floor next to her bed, where sometime during her sleep she had dropped the blade Scar had given to her.
Seeing it Lex stopped and thought of the young hunter. She was supposed to start training with him today, she remembered. Oh no, no, no, and no. She wasn't going to go running around with weapons on her period, if her cramps didn't kill her, she'd probably kill someone else.
And though she thought fondly of Scar for a moment suddenly she was panicking again.
It was while she was pacing that she found a door in her room that she hadn't really noticed before, opening it, she found a smaller room. It didn't take her too long to realize it was a bathroom. Oh good, this will defiantly come in handy! She thought almost gleefully. She explored further in it. There was a rack of mysterious bottles with just as mysterious liquids within. A lever was placed on a wall, and curious about what it was she pulled down.
Lex gave a short yelp when water suddenly poured down on her. Her surprise turned into gratitude when she realized what had just happened. "Oh. Thank. God." She said, pronouncing every syllable as if it were its own sentence. She leaned into the water, carefully washing her hair, and letting the shower relax her. The bottles, she figured, were some sort of body wash and she tested them out, finding one that could probably work as shampoo.
After a few minutes she turned the water off, and still soaking wet moved back into the room, wondering again what she was going to do about her period.
A knock came from the door. Lex went over and opened it to find Scar outside dressed in his hunting gear, he held his mask in his hand. Lex noticed his eyes widen and he turned his face away. Blushing, Lex realized she was still wet and naked, and shut the door, cursing herself for not remembering to put something on before she answered it.
She quickly dashed to her clothes which she had dropped on the floor before she'd fallen asleep. Another cramp reminded her of the blood that would be seeping between her legs for at the minimum of three Earth days, a week if she wasn't lucky. She pulled the upper body portion of it over her head, but hesitated with the other piece. Another knock sounded.
"Just a minute!" The woman shouted.
"Iz evriting al-rite?" The voice was Javelin's; she caught a note of concern lingering in the elder's words.
"It's a g-girl thing!" She shouted with a fluster. Panicking again Lex began pacing back and forth again. For a few minutes, maybe and hour, maybe an eternity, she had complete silence to panic to. Then she heard a third knock. "I can't!" She shouted tears stinging at her eyes.
The door creaked open, Lex almost screamed, but managed to stop herself when the person entering was Scar's sister, Dice, she was carrying a kit of some kind. The two women eyed at each other, Dice nodded, to the lower half of Lex's clothes, and the blood stained bed and purred reassuringly.
Lex relaxed; now really glad that Dice had been with child and thus the human had another female presence to count on. The new mother sat down on the bed and patted the seat next to her, opening the kit as well. Lex did as she was asked, Dice pulled out a small package, ripping it open she held out a small soft cylinder-like object for her to see. She made a movement with it, indicating that with was supposed to go between her legs, like a tampon.
Lex took it, nodding so Dice knew she understood. Dice chirped again, pulling out a glass and a vial of light blue-green liquid, she poured the contents of the vial into the glass and took out two small tablets which she dropped into the glass as well, the tablets dissolved instantly, turning the mixture pure green. At last Dice handed it to Lex and motioned for her to drink it.
"Thank you." Lex sobbed, reaching forward and hugging the other woman. Language barriers were not as complicated between females as it was between men, or one man and a woman, Dice purred gently and returned the gesture. She left the kit, and as Lex prepared herself to leave the room, she also took the blood covered sheets and took them away.
The two exited together, Lex placed a hand on Dice's shoulder and thanked her again as they parted ways. Lex looked around and spotted Javelin a little way off, also in his armor with putting his mask on as she noticed him, but Scar was nowhere to be seen. The human's face brightened, hoping she hadn't scared him off by see her naked.
Javelin called her over. "Wil yuu ber oc-ay?" He asked.
She nodded, "Y-yeah, Dice helped me." Her eyes narrowed, "How did she know?"
Javelin replied by quoting her with a recording. "It's a g-girl thing!" her own voice said. "Ghirl thin, scent ov blud…not hard tu figure out."
Lex's blush deepened and she decided to change the subject, "Where'd Scar go?" She asked.
Javelin trilled, a very amused chuckle, "E want'd tu pick yuu up, but some-thi'ng maad 'im chan'g 'is min-d. 'e's at de tran-ing area already-ie."
Lex thought her head would explode how hot it was at this point., "Um…aahh, I'll just ah, get going. I'd better ap-apologize!" She rushed passed Javelin, confusing the elder as he tried to figure out what she meant about apologizing.
Lex moved though the ship, ignoring the watchful eyes of curious Jehdin that still needed to take their hard meat trial, and went down a few levels to the training area. She made it with not incident, but she was unnerved by number of Yautja there. She looked at the faces, trying to find Scar among them. Finally spotting him, she headed in his direction, but had not gotten far when somebody knocked her to the ground. Figuring that it was probably an accident she pushed herself back up.
Only to be knocked back down.
Lex turned around to face her attacker, the Yautja kicked her down and pinned her with a foot. He snarled, she glared back at him, noticing the mark on his forehead. This youngblood was shorter than Scar, but much bulkier with muscles at least twice as big as Scar's. His flesh was red, like Dodge and Burn's, but instead of darker red markings, he bore a large purple blotch that stretched from the left corner of his head diagonally across his face to his right like a giant bruise, and dangerous hazel eyes that belonged on a bully.
"This is the soft meat that passed our trial of manhood?" He snarled, "Pathetic, disgusting! I suppose Sckeahr must have been desperate to give it our mark!" He rammed his foot down on the human to prevent her from standing.
Though Lex could not understand the language being spoken, she knew when she was being insulted. She struggled, trying to push him off her, but the Predator only applied more pressure to her abdomen, racking the breath from her.
The Yautja addressed the other warriors in the room, "Look how it thrashes!" He growled tauntingly, "Why even give it the chance to prove itself? We should kill it now, save it the pain it will suffer when it fails the second trial!"
"Then maybe we should do the same for you Dahrt!" The Yautja turned at the objection, this distracted him enough that Lex was able to push him off and leap to her feet. "Or are you forgetting that the elders have decreed that you must prove you are worthy of your own mark?" Scar stepped closer, growling at his rival.
"That's different." Dart snarled in return.
"Sure it is. She made it out of the pyramid alive, and fought a queen, and lived to decide to take the trial." Scar replied, nodding to Lex, "Meanwhile your sorry carcass had to be dragged half dead out of a pile of rubble."
A crowd started to gather. Lex didn't know anything about what was being said, but she could sense the tension, clearly if somebody didn't break this up, a fight could start.
Dart snorted, "That means nothing."
"Oh, it means something." Scar replied taking a threatening step closer, "It means Lehkz was stronger than you were."
Dart appeared ready to charge at the insult, but he had no weapon in hand, three other Yautja stepped forward seemingly as insulted as the red skinned Predator. "Big words." One of the sneered, this one was taller than Scar, but had a much meeker build, he was white, pure white with pinkish-red eyes, an albino Lex figured. "Can you back them up?"
"Go hide behind St'rii-k, T'uul." Somebodygrowled,Scar glanced behind him where Dodge and Burn were approaching.
Tool hissed at Burn for his comment, but did cast a nervous glance at the Yautja next to him. Strike was roughly the same size as Scar, perhaps an inch or two shorter, with minty green flesh that had speckles of yellow across his body like someone had sprinkled paint on him. Strike growled, but said nothing, simply moving forward as if to defend his friend if a fight did break out. Lex turned her attention to the third Predator that had now stood with the one she had heard referred to as Dart.
And couldn't stop staring.
He was shorter than Scar, but if the other Yautja she had seen all had muscles that could make a body builder turn green with envy, this guy bordered on Hulk proportions. He was almost as big around as he was tall, and stood at Dart's back like a body guard. "I'd watch yourself." He said slowly, like it was hard to think of a good comeback, "Our Trials our next."
"Speaking of, Thu'gh…" The groups backed away from each other as Wrath approached, "The three of you have no right to even be talking to them." He said indicating Tool, Strike and Thug; the three were unmarked and thus really didn't have the right to speak to the Scar and the twins unless they were spoken to first.
They looked at each other, then at Dart who gave them a dismissive nod. Thug turned away instantly, Tool took a moment to speak to the youngblood, "Just wait 'till we get our marks," Tool said loudly enough that Scar and his friends could hear, but wouldn't be violating the rule, "We'll show them how real hunters fight!"
Dart nodded, Strike rolled his eyes behind his back and beckoned his friend to his side. Dart then turned back to Scar, "It's not like you have any room to talk anyway." He growled, "From what I hear, you could have been killed too, or didn't that thing save your life?"
Scar snarled and rushed forward as if to attack, Dodge and Burn grabbed him by the shoulders, warning him that now was not the time to fight.
"That's enough!" Wrath barked, "Everyone break up, Dahrt I don't want to have to deal with your mischief, go make trouble somewhere else."
Dart growled and his eyes narrowed angrily, but he dipped his head "Of course , oh great Elder." He said with mock respect which made Dodge and Burn hiss, while their father barked, Dart turned around and the crowd began to disperse.
It must have been the raging hormones; otherwise Lex would have left this alone, but she knew that she had been insulted, Scar too, maybe even Wrath from the way he and his sons were acting. For some reason she couldn't let that go. "Hey, Dart!" She shouted, the Yautja turned around at the sound of his name, almost surprised that the soft meat knew it. Lex lifted her arm extending her middle finger, took a deep breath and attempted a Yautja insult she had heard in various placesaround the ship. "El-osd Pak!"
For a moment there was complete silence, then a trill of laughter started up, all the Yautja within range picked up. Lex wasn't sure what she'd actually said, or if she'd pronounced it right, but she knew that the Predators were all laughing at Dart, because the weak little soft meat he had been picking on had enough fight in her to insult him back. The Yautja had look of shock and humiliation on his face, and he turned away without a word, running from the laughs as fast as he could.
Lex turned back to Scar, smiling proudly. She felt really good about what had just happened.
Author's end note: Switching to Scar's POV next Chap. Okay, well that's all our major players now. Quick recap if there were some details you were too involved to notice. Lex, Dice, and the pup are the only females on this ship. Lex is starting to realize she has feeling toward Scar, but is afraid to really acknowledge them. Lex is not the only one who is going to take this test to prove herself worthy of her mark. Dart and Scar are rivals and hate each other with a real passion, which will be explained a bit in the following character notes.
Editor's note:.
Ell-osde' pauk: Fuck you.
Dart: Dart's father abused him as a child and later murdered his mentally unstable mate and abandoned his child, marking himself as a bad blood, now Dart lives with the constant shame of living as the child of a bad blood and hates Scar simply because he has such a respected family while his own has none.
Thug: Is also the son of a bad blood. His father was a poacher, and was driven out of the clan while his son was still young. Unlike Dart, Thug deals with his shame by pumping up his muscles, leading to his freakish size.
Strike: Strike doesn't talk much, and doesn't even really like Dart, let alone respect him he just tolerates him because Tool worships him. After he was orphaned, Tool's mother took him in, and treated him better than her weak son. Strike feel he owes Tool for this, so he protects him against any harm, even prepared to give his life for Tool's if the occasion called for it. The two of them are like
Tool: As an albino, he's much weaker than all the other Yautja, and looks up to Dart because he's so strong, and sees him as a hero. His family adopted Strike after his parents both died, Tool's mother seemed to see Strike as a replacement for her failure of a son, but Tool doesn't seem to mind. Tool and Strike are rarely seen more than five feet from each other.