Scholar's Misfortune | By : BlueBastard Category: M through R > Predator Views: 10050 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Lol, you guys are too funny.
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Sebastian looked across the gaping maw of the chasm with deep fear. They were at a part of the temple that expanded to include outside its construction. Unfortunately, this made it possible to see that the pyramid was wedged inside a deep ravine. The depths so far down that instead of the bottom you saw only darkness. Even looking upwards revealed the same veil of black.
Looking to the sides was an echo of the same.
But that wasn't the problem. It was downwards.
Heights.
He really REALLY could not stand heights.
The bridge was broken, but the path was there. Across the big, gaping maw just waiting to swallow up whatever poor soul that tried to jump across the void. Unfortunately, that was the only way to go. Something Lex repeated for the fifth time.
"Look, it's fine Sebastian. You want me to jump first?" Lex consoled.
"Jump? Won't you need an engine? With wings, preferably. Actually, no, just a bridge." Sebastian prattled on, his words nervously toppling over one another, "Yeah, bridge is fine."
"Sebastian... we took a plane to get here. Thousands of yards in the air? Ringin' any bells?" Lex raised an eyebrow. She never thought she'd see the suave Italian shaken up like this. Well, besides the time he realized the creature from space was after his bones-
-but anyway-
-THIS was an entirely different kind of freaking out.
"I realize that, but that is different. So completely different. It's SAFE in a plane." Sebastian attempted to look past the crumbling edge to the other part of the bridge across the gap, "Forgive me if I don't find propelling myself down mountainsides -with only a flimsy rope to keep from certain death- as entertaining as you do..."
Sebastian blinked, looking around a moment before making an unmanly, undignified squeak, "Merde! We don't even have rope!"
Lex frowned, retorting, "Safe? You call riding in a metal beast that could crash in a fiery ball of death at any moment, safe?"
The archeologist stared wide-eyed at her, before stating, "I'm sorry, is this your attempt at *convincing* me jump across this pit of death? Or is your goal simply to scar me for life on everything that places me higher than a stepping stool?"
Lex couldn't help bursting out into laughter at that, exclaiming, "You can NOT be serious, Sebastian! We're being chased by aliens and hunters, and you decide to freak out over THIS?"
Irked at just how loudly she was laughing, Sebastian frowned.
"Lex, I feel so much better knowing my pain amuses you." Sebastian said dryly, keeping his eyes anywhere but over the edge.
Sebastian didn't notice the deep purring until Lex had froze, staring in abject terror over his shoulder.
Chills ran up and down the archeologist's spine. And as much as he was afraid to, he found himself slowly turning around.
He prayed to god it was an alien bug.
Anything.
Just anything but-
-Sebastian turned-
-HIM.
The large green hunter seemed to take up the whole space of the corridor, his bulky frame heaving as though he had just finished running a marathon. His armor glinted darkly, absorbing the shadows around him. Making the big green hunter seem even bigger as it stood, head cocked downwards, eyeing him fiercely through his reflective visor.
The purring continued, Sebastian suddenly remembering to breath as he heard it.
-o-o-o-
Lex blinked at the stare down.
The Italian was frozen in shock, while the large hunter seemed to be simply... drinking in the moment. The big guy was purring, though Lex had a feeling it was both an attempt to calm Sebastian as well as an expression of how pleased he was.
When she spotted the medium-sized warrior off to the side, watching the exchange in silent yet mutual curiosity, she knew exactly who was behind the two hunters finding them so quickly.
The amber-skinned hunter trilled at her as it caught her gaze, amused once more.
-o-o-o-
He had found him.
Celtic wasn't aware of the purr that rumbled from his throat.
He only had eyes for this slender figure of an Ooman.
The purring cut off immediately the moment he saw the scholar shift, nervously glancing behind him. Across the broken bridge to the other side.
Celtic growled, taking a step forward.
He wouldn't dare...
-o-o-o-
The growl sounded like a warning, the muscled beast taking a step towards him.
Sebastian, nerves already stretched taut, snapped.
He had to get away!
Taking the precious few steps to the edge, he closed his eyes and jumped, a short growl sounding behind him.
"Sebastian no!" Lex shouted.
As he leaped, he realized she knew what he did not. He needed a running start to make it safely to the other ledge. His eyes snapped open fearfully, taking in the gaping void as his jump arched downwards too soon.
Merde!
He wasn't going to make it!
A terrified shout got tangled within his throat, arms windmilling uselessly.
The ledge was close, but still too far!
Sebastian began his descent with disappointment running through his veins.
That's when the breath was knocked forcefully out of him. He was slammed backwards into a broad, armored chest, a thickly muscled arm encircling his torso like a vice. He looked up, brown eyes wide in surprise, as he saw the face of the hunter -his savior- concentrating on catching the far side of the bridge.
The Yautja had made his jump angled in such a way to catch the foolish Ooman, but this threatened to take them both into the arms of the Black Warrior should he fail to stop their fall.
A stretched silence echoed as Celtic reached out.
Then...
A deep shudder rocked through the warrior's solid form as his hand made contact, their momentum jerking them harshly to a swinging standstill. It was with enough force that would no doubt tear the arm off a normal man. Or a lesser Yautja.
As Sebastian closed his eyes, attempting to calm his wildly hammering heart, he heard the snarl of the large being holding him. He pried his eyes open to look up at the glowering mask. The hunter was clicking down at him in deep disapproval, dreads framing that face like a deadly curtain.
Pebbles broke off of the ledge above them, clattering and tumbling forever downwards into the pit below, reminding the Italian of their dangerous predicament. Sebastian couldn't help the small whimper as he squeezed his eyes shut. His arms temporarily pinned at his sides by the warrior's own, Sebastian could only bury his head into the burly chest of his captor.
"Merda..." Sebastian cursed, trying to curl himself into the warm, living muscle of the hunter.
That made the disapproving clicks halt indefinitely, the hunter seemingly taken by surprise at Sebastian's actions.
Experimentally, Celtic brushed a few more unsuspecting stones near his fingertips clutching the ledge, sending them to their doom down the deep ravine.
The little Ooman quaked in his hold, burying himself deeper into Celtic's unrelenting grasp.
Celtic clicked deeply. So his little scholar had a fear of heights? Strange that he would jump then, just to get away. He gaze fell on the short mop of dark curls covering the top of the Pyode Amedha's head.
Foolish soft meat. Or perhaps brave...
Either way this Ooman was very interesting, indeed.
Before the soft meat could protest, Celtic slung him easily, one-handed, up on the ledge above them.
Sebastian had barely finished rolling onto the solid safety, his sense of vertigo temporarily shot, before the very ledge shook at the landing of a pair of heavily booted feet.
Sebastian gaped up at the armored warrior, deciding the creature was much MUCH larger when he was sprawled on his ass on the ground.
Would it kill him now?
Or... something worse?
His mind drifted towards the translations he had discovered an hour or so ago, before he yanked it back, not wishing to dwell on such thoughts.
The hunter, on the other hand, seemed content to just watch him for now, large posture relaxed.
That's when a shout from Lex drew both their attentions back across the broken bridge.
Sebastian and Celtic both turned.
And Sebastian's eyes widened at the sight.
A group of slimy black Aliens swarmed the ledge, facing the medium sized warrior. He was holding his own, but falling back. Lex was just trying her best to stay out of the way.
Celtic took a step towards the edge, but then looked down at the scholar. He couldn't leave him.
He clicked irritably.
He loved a good killing. But there was no helping it.
He just found his Ooman. He wasn't about to lose him.
"Shhhkaaar." He trilled, jerking his head towards him and Sebastian when the warrior glanced over.
The younger Yautja needed to bring the fight to them.
Scar snorted gruffly, attention switched back to the Kainde Amedha.
Easier said than done.
Sebastian watched with horror as an alien tackled Lex, attempting to run her through with its inner jaws. She cried out, evading it once. Twice. Three times before she curled up and kicked her boot at its ugly mug, dazing it.
But she was still pinned down.
Then Scar was there, bodily tossing the alien off her and right over the ledge. The black beast squealed the whole way down into the abyss.
Then the medium sized warrior was snarling at Lex, gesturing back over his shoulder to where Celtic and Sebastian stood, watching.
Nodding once at him, she darted out of the way as Scar staggered under an assault, keeping a hard meat from snapping his face off. She took a step towards him -probably to help- but the yellow hunter merely snarled at her, head jerking again across the ledge.
Grim-faced, Lex reluctantly turned, sprinting towards the edge.
But there was an Alien hanging on from underneath, swiping at her leg just as she jumped.
"Lex!" Sebastian called out in warning, but too late.
She cried out, hands reaching for the other end, her leap skewed.
The mountain guide landed with a loud 'oomph', half her body colliding with the ledge. Immediately, her momentum tugged at her body, pairing with gravity to drag her down.
Sebastian scrambled to help her, but Celtic blocked his way, growling with a shake of his head.
It was too dangerous.
Sebastian looked over at Scar, who was still preoccupied with his own battle. Then at Lex, who was slowly losing her grip. To the towering hulk standing before him.
"SebASTIAN!" Lex screamed, only her arms visible over the edge.
Sebastian did the one thing he could think of. He couldn't exactly take on the massive hunter. It had more muscles in its forearm than his whole body combined.
So he begged.
"Save her. Please!" Sebastian urged, brown eyes wide and filled with worry.
He felt Celtic's gaze narrow, a metallic trill echoing.
Why should the Yautja waste the energy?
What would he receive in return?
"Please..." Sebastian implored, mind going through all the possible methods of persuasion. He saw one of her arms disappear, her shrill cry rebounding at her remaining, tenuous hold. The Italian shouted without thinking, "I'll go with you!"
This caught the Hunter's attention, his green form suddenly honed in on Sebastian entirely. It clicked slowly, dreads dangling as it cocked its head.
"For as long as you like, I'll follow you. I swear! Please... just... just save her!" Sebastian exclaimed, desperate.
The armored Yautja looked from the red clothed Ooman, back to Sebastian, purring.
Perhaps the female had her uses after all.
Lex cried out once more.
In the midst of battle, Scar threw a glance backwards. Saw the female's predicament, and growled. He took a step towards her, but two hard meats blocked his way.
Why wasn't the green Yautja DOING anything?
"Ssscccel'tik!" Scar clicked loudly.
But the bigger Yautja merely shook his head, turning back to the male Ooman before him.
Scar snarled under his breath, "Pauk-de."
Then he promptly took his anger out on the unsuspecting Kainde Amedha around him.
Sebastian's eyes widened. So that was his name.
"Celtic, please. I will go with you." Sebastian stood slowly, hand raising shakily to gesture towards Lex, "Please... save her."
Celtic stood, silent in his weighted contemplation.
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