Gonna be a shorter chapter since this is really something that I decided to write after the creation of chapter nine. I felt as if I was skipping over something, so I decided to do this.
Her lithe body twister as they banked hard. The ikran beneath her roared magnificently, bringing a smile to her face. All in all, it was peaceful. The Russian hadn't felt such experience in such a long time.
They descended towards hometree before landing. She jumped off effortlessly while rubbing the creature's snout.
"You're late, again." Tsu'tey stated as he stared at her backside.
She turned around and pursed her lips, "Tsu'tey...vhat am I late for this time?"
He froze, trying to come up with a reason to increase her ire, but she saw right through it, "Oh, I'm not late for anything? You just vant to anger me?" She fell into a fit of laughter and Tsu'tey turned away in embarrassment.
"No-that's-you are late for the hunting party!" He exclaimed and she giggled into her hand.
"I just came back from the Ikran hunting party, I took the scenic route back." She placed her hand on her hip and gave him an amused look, "Did I miss...the Direhorse hunting party, perhaps?"
He didn't respond as she strutted by him with a sultry voice, "Speechless, eh? Anyway, I have to go meet up with Ha'kaie and her friends. Seeya Tsu'tey." Wiggling her fingers she descended down the stairs.
Dominika laughed as soon as she was out of sight of him, "Played him at his own game. Dominika, you're getting better at this."
POV change.
Twitch.
My eyes narrowed at her as she wiggled her fingers with that seductive smile. I had a hard time resisting the urge to jump attack her right then, but that would be the worst thing to do in this situation.
Ever since she got her ikran, her and Grace have been giving me the look. For Grace, it was a look of warning, and for Dominika, it was a toned down version masked behind a layer of mischief.
A scream echoed and it took me a second to realize it was Dominika. She never screams… I thought, almost immediately descending down the stairs after her.
At the bottom of the stairs in a dark corner was the woman herself, using self-defense against one of the more muscular males.
"Do you have any idea vhat you're attempting to do?!" Her screech resembled that of an ikran and the dark look in her eyes was enough to scare almost anyone away.
I looked at her and she must've seen me because she mouthed the word 'Help', before returning her glare to the man.
In a burst of fury I jumped and threw the man to the side while drawing my knife, "What are you doing Yerik, she has not been initiated yet!"
The now named Yerik gave me a devilish look, "She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, I have to have her before then."
My eyes widened and I looked at her, "He tried to mate with you?"
She nodded, a look of anger in her eyes, "Yes, he pinned me against the wall and tried to force me."
Anger filled every part of me and with a look of disgust, I kicked him to the side and gave him a look of warning, "Leave now, and I will not tell everyone of what you have done. Otherwise, I will kill you right here, right now."
Yerik stretched his neck and held up his hands in defeat, "Right, I'm leaving."
Dominika glared as he left the area, "Thank you, Tsu'tey." She mumbled while standing up.
"Did he hurt you?" I asked, looking her up and down as she shook her head.
"No, thankfully." She said, rubbing her arm as she looked at me.
She began to walk away, but I stopped her and she looked at me in confusion, "Yes, Tsu'tey?"
I looked away for a second before returning my attention, "Stay safe."
She blinked, seemingly confused before nodding, "I will, do not vorry about me, Tsu'tey."
Pov Switch.
Dominika walked away from the scene with a puzzled look on her face, "Why...did he do that for me?"
She saw Anitiri, a huntress, walking by and stopped her. The huntress gave her a confused look, "What is the matter, Neeka?"
Right, they all call me Neeka, cause my name is overly complicated. Dominika thought, shaking off the moment of surprise. "Remember vhen I told you that Tsu'tey had feelings for me?"
The woman nodded, having heard a million stories about the future clan leader, "What did he do this time?"
"It vas nothing bad, he...he stopped someone from trying to force mate me." Dominika mumbled, her voice lowering so that only the huntress could hear.
The huntress seethed, "They what!? What did Tsu'tey do?" She asked, having a hard time keeping her voice down.
"Tsu'tey threatened to kill him if he didn't leave that instant. He left, but I have a feeling Tsu'tey is keeping an eye on him." The Russian rubbed her neck as Anitiri gave her a firm nod.
"If Tsu'tey is watching him, you're good. I would've killed the man, but we have to offer the other option first." The woman seemed to be disappointed at not killing him, but Dominika nodded in understanding.
"I know. It vas really sweet of him to do that, I thought I vould have to crush that guy's privates." Dominika murmured while propping her head up with her arms.
"...But he really saved you back there, force mating can be catastrophic to the individual. I know someone who purposefully got killed by the Sky People because she was force mated." Anitiri said softly, her eyes turning towards the ground.
"It's really that important?" She asked, her breath caught in her throat.
"We mate for life, and I've only seen a handful of people mate twice." Anitiri finished and took her bow and stood up. She offered the woman one last encouraging smile before leaving.
"I had no idea it vas that important." She mumbled in English to herself.
Later.
"You got lucky there, Dominika. The Na'vi mate for life." Grace said as she smoked her cigarette.
The orangette nodded, "I know, I vas told. One of the huntresses told me all about it."
Grace took a drag of her cigarette, "She probably told you how bad it gets, right?"
"Yeah, she said she knew someone who purposefully got killed by the RDA because of that event." Dominika explained, her lips forming a grim frown.
"Its serious stuff, and the depression one can get from Force Mating is pretty bad. So...Tsu'tey was really looking out for you, I don't approve of him lusting over you, but he cares for you. Which is... unexpected if you think about it." Grace stated, a distant look in her eyes.
The scientist was silent until Dominika managed to drag her back down to reality, and Grace had a look upon her face that only made the Russian wanna ask. Dominika, however, chose not to as the woman didn't spill her secrets very often.
It was honestly the most surprising thing when she told Dominika about what happened at that school. It was so hard for Grace to even talk about it.
Jake rolled into the room and Dominika inwardly sighed upon seeing his skinny form. He truly was starving himself. Sure he didn't want to admit it, but everyone knew what was up. The Russian considered herself lucky when she could get the man to eat a half cold burrito in the morning. Most of the time he just shoved some sort of granola bar and called it a day.
Vividly she remembered back when her brothers resembled that starving look.
Flashback.
The three children dove under a collapsed house as an explosion sounded in the distance. It was always like this in Russia, most were homeless and had to fight for survival.
Dominika was the youngest of her siblings, and the one with the biggest dreams. She always proclaimed that she would end their suffering and blow Germany off the face of the map.
Viktor, the oldest of the three siblings, was the one who always looked out for the younger kids. He would always tell them of a time when there wasn't an explosion every minute, when there was a time that everything was peaceful. He had burnt orange hair and deep brown eyes that always shone in love.
Artur was the middle child. He is the one who always braved the battlefield to look for food, but he is the one who would steal without a second thought. He resembled his sister very much with his beautiful turquoise eyes and striking orange hair.
Dominika looked at her two brothers through her oversized helmet with a devilish grin, "And I, Dominika Vitaliya, vill be the one the kill the damn Germans!"
Artur slammed his hand over her mouth with a disapproving frown, "Vhat did we say about swearing?"
Dominika threw the helmet off and frowned, "If Viktor can smoke a cigar, I can swear all I vant!"
Viktor raised an eyebrow, "I'm eighteen, you're eight. See a difference there?"
"Bah! Who gives a damn?! I'm gonna swear all I vant! Damn damn damn dam-!" She swore until Artur tackled her to the ground.
Flashback end.
Dominika smirked at the memory before looking at Jake once more. He probably would get after an eight-year-old as vell if all they said was swear words. Dominika thought as Grace lectured the marine about eating.