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WARNING: This chapter contains very dark and detailed sequences of past rape, violence, and gore. If anything about these topics bother you, then I encourage some readers to skip this chapter. Viewers have been warned.
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Bhu'ja was in there for the next few hours, training rigorously as he went.
He first started out in simple hand-to-hand combat drills, fighting imaginary opponents, throwing effective and fluid techniques and hits. Before he switched over to weapons.
The young Arbitrator started with one of his favorites, the Dah'Nagara and practiced with it for nearly two hours before switching it out with his ki'cti-pa.
Then he used his throwing knives and threw them at the targets on the wall on the other side of the kehrite.
Bhu'ja kept at training until he felt like he had enough. Then he left the area and entered the hall. He headed down the halls and was on his way back to his bedroom to take a shower.
Upon entering his room, he wasn't expecting to hit any problems.
As soon as he went through the door, he was alerted to the sounds of whimpering coming from the back of the room where his bed was. And he saw somewhat of a commotion coming from the female that currently occupied it.
Curious and concerned he started to approach his bed.
Bhu'ja made it more than halfway, when the ooman yelled out and started to flail her arms and legs. And it wasn't a brief thing either. She kept flailing about and yelling.
It was like she was trying to fight off some invisible opponent he couldn't see.
As he completed the distance and got to the edge of his bed, he started to make out words among her screams.
"NO, PLEASE! DON'T HURT ME! STOP! IT HURTS!" She yelled as she continued to flail.
Bhu'ja quickly climbed onto the bed and placed his hand on her shoulder.
This made her thrash and scream more. It alarmed him, because he wasn't completely sure what to do in this instance. He could see she was having some sort of a nightmare.
And from what she was saying, someone in her dream was hurting her.
When she wouldn't stop throwing out her arms and legs, Bhu'ja quickly and carefully scooped her up and held her firmly against his front. She started to whimper and sob into his chest as she continued to fight against his hold.
He acted quick and did the only thing he knew to do to calm an angry or out of control female.
Bhu'ja began to purr to her.
She continued to flail against him a little longer. And he revved up his purring to the point his body practically vibrated. And it seemed to be doing the trick.
Because not long after, the young woman did start to slow in her movements. Her screams died down too until all she did was silently sob into his chest.
He continued to hold her and purr to her until she settled down completely. Then he heard her speak.
"Please, don't hurt me." She pleaded in a broken and scared tone.
He's unsure why, but the sound of her voice combined with the words tugged at him.
Bhu'ja placed a hand at the back of her head and started to run his taloned fingers through her long, soft hair. It was quite knotted and unkept, yet still retained its softness.
Between the purring and him running his hand through her hair, her body began to relax against his.
Not long after did she finally open her eyes. She felt a little disoriented at first and was a little confused as to where she was at. Then she felt a very warm and firm body wrapped around her and saw familiar whitish grey skin.
A couple more tears left her as she realized she was no longer in a cage or in the bad blood's bedroom. But on the Arbitrator's ship, in his quarters.
The very same one who saved her and now held her gently to his front. She could hear and feel what sounded like a giant cat purring against her. It didn't take long to realize the strange, yet soothing sounds were coming from him.
"I was being raped." She said, quietly.
But he heard her loud and clear due to his kind's excellent hearing.
"It was a dream. You're safe now." Bhu'ja assured her.
Raelyn closed her eyes and a few more tears rolled down her cheeks.
"No, it wasn't. It was a memory. Two of them did rape me. It hurt so much. And...they were laughing the whole time they did it." She sobbed.
Bhu'ja felt anger building up inside him when he heard this. It's things like this why he hated bad bloods. They had no morals, no remorse, they took what they wanted and didn't care who they hurt or killed.
They were nothing more than fucking savages. All of them.
"They're dead now. They will never hurt you again. I promise, no one will ever hurt you like that again." He promised her.
Raelyn continued to cling to him for support and comfort.
"When they first took me, they mainly used me as bait for huge predatory animals they were hunting. And when they weren't hunting, they had me do things like polish their armor or bring them their meals.
Then...they'd have me do things to them. Like pleasure them with my hands, mainly...jerking them off. They also made me...use my mouth on them.
But the worst thing was when one of them raped me. I believe the first time, one of them was drunk. Because his breath reeked like he was drinking something with alcohol in it. And he wasn't walking straight when he approached me.
At first, he just wanted me to touch him. But I refused and said no. He got mad and...hit me.
Then he grabbed my hand and tried to put it on his dick. I retaliated by grabbing one of the metal wrist guards laying off to the side and hit him in the face with it.
I tried to run out of there and hide. But he caught me and pushed me down onto the ground.
He hit me again. Once in the face and once in the gut. As I laid there in pain from the hits, he tore off my clothes and he tore off his loincloth.
He spat into his hand and rubbed it along his erection then he...shoved it in me. It hurt so much, it felt like he was ripping me in two.
He was grunting and panting like an animal as he pushed in and out of me. I fought him the whole time. But that...only made him more excited.
Then another came and saw us. He didn't say anything just stood there, watching and waiting for his friend to finish.
When the one on top of me started to swell inside me, he pulled out and ejaculated on my stomach. Afterwards, the second one shoved him away and took his place.
Next thing I know, he was thrusting into me. Unlike the first one that didn't touch me. The second one scratched me. He also squeezed my chest until I cried out in pain.
That only spurred him on and make him push into me faster.
Neither of them really lasted long. But it felt like the longest couple minutes ever. Then the second one pulled out of me and ejaculated right into my face.
Both of them laughed as I coughed and sputtered on it.
Then they both covered themselves up again and left me there laying in the hall. It took me several minutes before I was able to move and get up.
When I did, all I could think about doing, was finding a hole to crawl into and stay there.
It was just those two that mainly did it. The others said they wouldn't go so low as to fuck an animal as their friends did. They didn't care to use me to pleasure them with my hands or mouth. But they didn't go further than that.
I wish I could say that was the only time it happened. But it unfortunately happened one more time. And it was from the very first one that raped me.
He wasn't drunk the second time around. But it didn't matter. He pulled me out of the cage and dragged me down to his bedroom. Once we were inside, and the door slid shut, he looked at me with this disturbed look in his eyes, and that's when I knew.
Again, I tried to run, but it was no use. He threw me down on his bed, tore off my clothes, and his. Again, he spat into his hand and rubbed it on his erection. Then held me down and pushed into me.
The sick bastard moaned and said really nasty things to me as he thrusted into me. Then when he got to the end again, he pulled out and ejaculated onto me.
I passed out from exhaustion afterwards. And when I woke up, I was clothed again and back in the cage.
I would've been raped a third time by him, had you not come in and stopped him when you did. And for that, I am grateful you came when you did.
Because...after that time, he said he was going to kill me." She ended, with more tears flowing down her wet cheeks.
As she told him her story, he was assaulted with a wide array of emotions. From anger to sadness and feeling sick to his stomach. It also brought up painful memories from his own nightmarish past.
"My family was killed by bad bloods when I was a child. I was only eight years old in ooman years at the time. My older brother was ten.
We lived on the outskirts of town where it was less populated. A group of bad bloods invaded our small section of town. They began to slaughter everyone in sight.
Males, females, and children. They didn't care.
A group of five bad bloods busted through our front door. One of them pulled out a sword and went for my father. He tried to fight them off. But two grabbed ahold of his arms on either side and held him in place.
Then the one with the sword decapitated him right there in front of us.
My brother grabbed me and pulled me into our bedroom. He shoved me in a secret hideaway hole in the back corner of the room. Mother came in after us and tried to barricade the door.
But it was no use, they forced their way inside.
She grabbed my brother and tried to protect him. But them ripped him from her arms. They then threw him down to the ground and one of them pulled out a plasma pistol and shot him through the torso.
Then three bad bloods wrestled my mother to the ground while the fourth one tore her clothes off.
They then proceeded to take turns raping her. Not caring that she was halfway through her pregnancy with my unborn sister at the time.
I couldn't do anything. Just sat there in my hiding spot and watch in horror as they violated her.
Once they finished, the leader of the group pulled out his combi stick and rammed it through her swollen stomach, killing my unborn sister.
But the leader was far from finished. While my mother was bleeding out and in pain, he forced himself on her again. And as he climaxed, he pulled out his sword and decapitated her as well.
Afterwards, they all left the room.
But before the leader left, for some reason, he removed his mask, and shifted his gaze in my direction. I froze in fear knowing he had found me and knew where I was hiding.
He locked his gaze on me and sneered.
It lasted all of a few seconds before he turned around and left the room and followed the rest of his group out of the house. I was the only one left alive that day.
And while a good portion of the bad bloods were either captured or killed, the leader escaped. And to this day, he has yet to be caught.
This is why I became an Arbitrator. To hunt these bastards down and protect my home world and the rest of the Universe from them.
I have done so now for nearly half a century, and I'll continue to do so to keep all that I know safe." Bhu'ja told her.
He never told anyone his story. The only one who knows is Ci'tde. But in this case, he felt compelled to tell this ooman female.
Perhaps after all this time, he still seeks closure, and felt like he needed to let it out and finally talk about it with someone.
But in the end, he feels he did it to show her that he understood her pain and what she went through. That it wasn't just her that the bad bloods hurt. That they hurt countless others like her and himself.
Raelyn was shocked to hear this. She could hardly fathom being a young child and watching on helplessly as her family was slaughtered one by one right in front of her.
It was quite a revelation that it made him into what he was today.
Which was one of this Universe's most ruthless Arbitrators. He never granted any of them any sort of leniency or mercy. And while the policy states either capture or kill on a bad blood.
Bhu'ja always went for the latter and killed them. Because in his mind, the only good bad blood, was a dead one. None of them deserved to live.
They chose to go down that path. So, they may as well take the consequences that went with their poor choices in doing so.
"I'm so sorry to hear that happened to you. It's just a shame that there are such horrible people out there who are like that. But at least you and others are there to stop them before they can hurt anyone else.
You may have been a child then. But you are a strong and capable warrior now. And your heart is in the right place. You put the safety of others ahead of your own. How many out there can say they could do that every day." Raelyn said.
"I do it because someone has to. I'm just sorry, I couldn't get to you sooner. But at least I came in time before that bad blood could take your life. And as I said before, no one will hurt you like that again." Bhu'ja said.
Deep down, she started to believe him when he said the last part.
He's already done so much for her. The other yautja that kept her were horrible monsters that had done terrible things to her. They made it clear to her that her life could end at any time if they wished it.
But with Bhu'ja, it was the complete opposite. She couldn't help but feel safe with him.
"Thank you." She whispered.
The young Arbitrator didn't reply. He just sat there on the bed, with her still in his arms.
Raelyn relaxed against him and listened to his steady heartbeat as it thumped beneath her ear. It was almost as soothing as his purring. and soon, she felt herself starting to doze off again.
Bhu'ja could tell she fell back asleep.
He waited a few minutes, before he carefully laid her back down on the bed and covered her with one of the soft pelts. Then he went into the bathroom that was connected to his bedroom.
The pale yautja had already removed his armor while in the kehrite.
He removed his metal bracers and loincloth and stepped into the large shower stall. The warm water automatically turned on and rained down on him from above.
Bhu'ja closed his eyes and let the water relax him.
He still can't believe how easily he opened up to the female about his past. But instead of feeling upset or annoyed about it, he actually felt relieved. Like a large weight was taken off of his shoulders.
Now he can only hope that he can help her heal in return.
Until Next Time ;)