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Coming of the Gods	By : sagikamikazi Category: M through R > Predator Views: 7860 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I'M BACK!!! So sorry, it's only been 8 years !!!

When Toshia woke up, the pain that had caused her so much anguish felt like the memory of a bad dream.... or was it? When she opened her eyes, she was barely able to make out where she was. The lines above her, where the
ceiling and walls met gave her the impression that she was in a rectangular space, and the dim flicker to the left of her reminded her of flames dancing. Surely a torch was set up as lighting. Her hands and fingers dug into the sand
covered stone ground and before long she realized that she was no doubt inside the pyramid. Why she was there was beyond her. Sitting up as her eyes ajusted to the lack of light, she looked down at herself to find that the skin all
over the visible parts of her body was nearly completely intact. The wounds that covered her before, looked like small scars. Whatever the alien Go'Jin had spread on her body must have been a powerfull healing agent.
A high pitched screached coming from behind her, snapped her out of her thoughts, urging her to get on her feet, IMMIDIATELY. Toshia's eyes darted arround to find an opening, while squinting to find the source of the noise.
To her far right, she saw an opening in the shape of the door. She started moving towards it with running strides but when she did, it started to shut with a shifting stone door, making a grinding noise as it did. She picked-up
speed, trying to make it in time but she was trapped. She was now stuck alone in the dark. Or was she ? She thought as a hiss came from behind...
Toshia's eyes widened and her breaths grew short and silent, as she tryed to focus on the presence behind her without moving. She could hear it stir back there, whatever IT was... She wanted to look back, but sheer terror was
holding that urge at bay. Perhaps it was one of those aliens, they had healed her, so obviously ment no harm. But she had not heard them hiss like that. Testing the ground, and still not turning arround, she let out a barely audible
''hello?''. When whatever was behind her didn't answer and hissed right into the hair on the back of her head, she turned arround sharply, falling back and landing on her butt. ''What the fuck?!'' she whispered loudely, pressing
each word as her eyes met with the tall black skelletal creature infront of her. Laying back on her hands, Toshia took in the sight of the horrid creature before her. It stood at least 7 feet tall, humanoid arms with clawed hands
were spread open. It had a long spine looking tail with an oblong shaped head and a massive amout of transparent saliva, dripping from the bottom of it's fanged mouth. What does it want? Toshia thought as the creature took
another step, urging her to push herself back with her feet.
In a split second move, the frightfull thing lunged forward with a screech and grabbed her ankle. She screamed, at the top of her lungs as it did so. Before she even got a chance to struggle, it was already walking at a good
speed, dragging her along on the cold stone ground. Her remaining free limbs flailed in a vain attempt to get loose, but this thing was SO strong! As she twisted and turned, her body was being banged and scraped over the ground
through every opening the creature took, as she helplessly fallowed. When it finally stoped, Toshia was disoriented, having a hard time focusing. A lowd roar held her attention through the haze before her captor droped the foot
he had been holding hostage.
A metallic sound could be heard in the near total darkness, followed by a horrendous shriek. When she turned over to look up, a long spear like object was coming out of her captor's boney back. Crawling back further, Toshia
looked in aw as her ''savior'' pushed the ghastly creature off of his spear tip with his foot, letting out a satisfied growl as he did. After the grostesque creature plopped heavily to the ground in front of her, her alien rasta friend proceeded
to take out a strange device. Kneeling down over his kill, he took out a massive blade and decapited the creature's head. Toshia lay back silently, mouth open, both shocked and disgusted. She jumped when a loud hiss of steam came
out of the nozzle he used on the creature's skull. When he was done, the oblong skull was bare. When he was finished, he turned to a shocked Toshia, who's mouth had not yet closed.
''Are you injured?'' he asked, extending a taloned hand.
''I...don't think so.'' she answered in english, looking down at herself still confused.
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When Lord Go'Jin sent Toshia to the pyramid, still unconcious, Di'tse'te was worried he might never have a chance to claim his 'reward', but he knew he could not argue with Lord Go'Jin. He had healed her to show benevolence
and told the Quaturians that her great skill was worthy of her being chosen for sacrifice, even if she had been disobediant, showing and even greater benevolance (so they believed). At this, they were overjoyed and celebrated,
and he thought it to be an amusing experiment, since she HAD infact shown great skill. He wondered how long she would survive, though he truly didn't believe she would make it out alive...
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When the hard meat popped out from arround the corner, it was an easy kill for Di'tse'te. In a quick gracefull movement, he had impaled his prey with his fully extended spear. The kill was fast but still sweet as he roared, but it
got even sweeter when he saw what it had dragged in with it. He smiled under his mask while pushing his prize off his spear and proceeded to clean the skull. When he was done, he turned to extend a helping hand to the Ooman
Toshia, asking her if she was harmed. Again she spoke in a language that his translator could not process...
Things got urgent when the pyramid started to shift again. Leaving the Klande Ahmeda's skull behind, he grabbed Toshia's harm and pulled her along for them to exit the room, but the shifting walls condemned the door before they could
make it. Pushing them back, the same wall continued it's advancement, eventually forcing them both up into a tight space a few meters above the floor. Di'tse'te jumped up with ease but he had to hawl the female up quickly to prevent
her from being crushed.
Once inside the tight opening, Di'tse'te had virtually no space to maneouver his body. He lay there, flat on his stomach, while the female lay on her back next to him. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, she seemed to be looking arround for
an opening, feeling arround with her small hands. It was clear that she was unable to see as she struggled, touching the air between them and finally landing her hand on his mask. He watched her silently try to move down, her feet
stomping on the stone just below. Then reaching up, she patted the stone above their heads and then to the sides. When her breathing accelerated along with her heart rate, it was clear to him that she was beginning to be
frightened. She spoke again, this time with broken Mayan language, pounding the stone above her face.
'I no air ! I want get out !!!' she said looking towards Di'tse'te's location with obvious aguish in her tone.
'Be calm, pyramid shift again' he answered, trying soothe her distress, but to know avail.
When the Ooman female started screaming, Di'tse'te knew he had to shut her up. The Klande Ahmeda had sharp hearing and with all her whailing, they were surely going to converge to their location. This had to stop,
NOW.
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Toshia was horribly claustrophobic. It was a true handicap that had prevented her from accepting certain infiltration missions in the past. As a child she had gotten trapped under the snow, when a tunnel she had dug collapsed.
She had been trapped for nearly fifteen minutes, barely able to breath before someone had finally heard her cryes for help. This was not good, not good at all. Her mind became consumed with panic, she couldn't go up or down.
To her right, she could feel a wall and to top it all off she couldn't see a damned thing, not even the faintest glimmer of light. He savior had just told her to be calm and wait, but his words had sounded more like a far echo in her
mind. It was all she could do to hit the top stone above her face as she screamed, consumed by terror.
When a large arm wrapped arround her waist and hoisted her roughly to the left, it snaped her out of it part way. She continued to whine and hyperventilate reaching down to put her hands on the massive bicep that covered her
waist. Toshia grew silent when the broad hand connected to the arm came up to move on her breast. Although there was no place here for any possibility of arrousal, the move was enough to completely distract her from her
predicament. Her savior emitted a low noise that sounded like a mix between a purr and a growl. The vibration it sent through her body was calming. She desperately focused on it, pushing everything else out....'there's no place like
home, there's no place like home' she thought. Maybe if she clicked her heals three times......
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A few minutes after the female had calmed down, the walls began their shift again. the tight space they were caught in dissapeared when the stone ceilling above them shifted upwards. In a matter of seconds they were free to
stand, but their relief was short lived. Two dark serpent forms were in the new room with them, confirming Di'tse'te's fears, the ooman female had drawn them right in. He quickly scanned their position, taking account of the
female's as well. One at 11 o'clock, the other at 3 to Toshia's right. He was going to reach out and push her behind him when she spoke.
'I need weapon !' she said, presenting her open hand to him, her eyes never leaving the klande Amheda on her right.
Di'tse'te, staying focused as well, reluctantly surrendered the oversized sword on his right hip. Unlatching it carefully but swiftly, he put the butt of the sword in her hand. When she seized it, she was amazed at how light it was,
and most greatfull. It would be much easier to manoeuver. Taking a fighting stance, Toshia held the sword, blade out, tip towards her back. Di'tse'te was astonished that she knew to hold it correctly, but had no time to waist on
this thought as the hard meat on his left lunged at him. With a thundering roar he grabed hold of his prey in mid air with his bare clawed hands, pivoted, and sent it flying upside down on the wall behind him. Out of the corner of
his eye, he caught a glimpse of Toshia spinning arround, delivering a swift swipe of her blade on the Klande Amheda's neck, causing obvious fatal damage as the massive beast collapsed on it's knees, before falling over on it's
side. Di'tse'te's shock almost cost him is life when he forgot about his own prey, charging at him once again. Barely having time to take out his wrist blades, he thrust his fist upwards, impailing the screaming creature's jaw, right
through the top of it's head.
Trying to avoid his kill's acid blood from burning him, Di'tse'te maneouvered his prey aside, letting it fall heavily to the ground. In doing so, a sharp pain got his attention, making his eyes shift down to where the hard meat's sharp
tail tip had connected to his lower abdomen. While he swiftly pulled it out, letting out a harsh growl as he did, he could hear the female letting out a painfull yelp of her own. The hard meat's blood had burned it's way through her
top and was now working it's way through the first layers of her skin. Holding his bleeding gut, Di'tse'te made his way to her. Toshia's body twisted arround in every direction as he struggled to get her shirt off, but even after
that, the pain didn't stop. When her savior got to her, he reached out to her, handing her a small metal vial.
'Put some of this on !' he ordered, seeming annoyed with her cries, most likely due to the pain he was bareing himself.
Toshia did as she was told, spreading the blueish salve she recognized from before on the splatter shaped burns on top of her bare breasts. She inhaled sharply at the sting. When she was done, she handed back the vial to
Di'tse'te while shyly bringing her arm up to partly cover her bare breasts. Up until that moment, she had not noticed nor cared that she was topless, but his now close proximity made her feel awkward and vulnerable. When he saw
the female cover her breasts, he thought: 'If only she knew I can see right through her clothes!' chuckleing under his mask. Toshia had noticed the green substance (assuming it was his blood) leaking from the gash on his stomach.
She winced in sympathy when he growled from applying the salve to his own wound.
When all was done, Di'tse'te broke a finger off of the hard meat's hand and proceded to mark himself with it's blood. The symbol unique to his Clan, was a tribute to the memory of this day, on wich he had now become a blooded
worrior. When he approched Toshia, she cocked her head back.
'This is a great honnor' he spoke with a hint of insult at her reaction.
Understanding that she would be mistaken to refuse, she leaned forward and braced for the burn, and it was a deep one. She grit her teeth hard, letting out a stiffled whimper. Once the task accomplished, Di'tse'te took the head
of his prey off carefull not to burn himself and disolved the flesh off of it using a highly corrosive hot vaper compound he carried in condensed form. The ooman female observed, speechless.
When the pyramid shifted again, Di'tse'te recognised the base configuration of it and was able to start making his way towards the entrance with Toshia. On their way, they met up with Ti-Zook and Kajar. It was a good Chiva for
the newly blooded Yautja worriors. When they stepped out, Toshia couldn't tell if it was dusk or dawn with the level of daylight and cloud coverage. Lord Go'Jin and the other Yautja roared in triomphant unisson as the three
newly blooded worriors emerged alived from the pyramid. They were going to be honored, they would feast and they would be chosen to mate by some of Yaut's finest females. When the 'plus one' followed Di'tse'te, also alive,
Lord Go'Jin's mandibles would have dropped if it were not for his bio-helmet.
Di'tse'te would have his reward at last he thought, looking down at Toshia who looked back up to him.
'Why does he keep looking at me like that?' she thought.....

Sorry for the spelling mistakes guys, please let me know how you liked this chapter, and where I made mistakes so I can correct them. Will be posting again soon! ( Some HOT stuff coming up next! )
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