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Chapter 4: Assistance?

Lyra felt like she was floating amongst white clouds, the
warmth of the sun shining against her shoulders.� But she knew the familiar, peaceful calm
wouldn�t last.� Soon swelling black
thunderheads surrounded her, and she stared into the thick of them.� The black clouds parted, revealing a massive
figure even darker than the billows around him.�
Blinking her eyes rapidly, Lyra lowered her head in a
modified bow, slowly looking up into a strong face.� His eyes were the color of melted gold, and
the twin stacked horns in the center of his forehead were illuminated by
lightning bolts.� Kneeling down, he
smiled at Lyra, saying, �Young one, you still show no fear in my presence.�
�It�s because I know you, my lord,� Lyra told him.� �I have seen you too many times in my dreams
to not know you.�
�Yes, I know members of your family have been blessed by
this gift, able to recognize my presence in your dreams.�� He nodded.�
�However, I sensed that you were seeking me this time.� What troubles you, my child?�
Lyra bit her lower lip.�
It didn�t feel right to be questioning the logic of her god, but she was
unsure that what had happened to her was in his plans.� �Lord Zakor, please tell me why I�ve been
placed in this situation.� Taken from
Unatra, stolen from my family and forced to be a mate to this�monster!� Why?�
Just tell me.�
Zakor tilted his head to the side and closed his eyes,
opening them and staring directly into Lyra�s questioning gaze.� His nostrils flared as he cupped an immense
hand around her smaller body and picked her up.�
�You doubt me, Zakiryn Lyra,
daughter of Zakiryns Uran and Illora.�
Cringing at the thunder in his tone, Lyra said, �No, my
lord!� I don�t doubt��
�You do not feel this
is your place, therefore you doubt my judgment,� his voice boomed in her
mind.� �If you truly do not doubt, trust in me as you have before, as a
Zakiryn, a faithful warrior of my people.�
�Forgive me, my lord.��
Lyra lowered her head, tears forming in her eyes.� It had been ages since she felt the need to
cry, and water trails trickled down her cheeks.�
�I just�miss my family, and they must be so worried.� And I fear for the other females here, too.�
�Then, you must remain strong for them,� Zakor said, his
voice softer than it was in her mind.�
�Remember, my child, there is reason behind everything that happens to
us.� Sometimes only time can reveal that
reason.�
Lyra nodded and looked up at him.� �I will do my best to remember, my lord.�
�And know this.��
Zakor slowly lowered Lyra back down to the clouds.� �My messengers take on many forms��

Gasping as she woke, Lyra blinked her eyes open, shutting
them tight when the brightness of the room blurred her vision.� She heard someone speak in a growling tone
but couldn�t quite make out the words.�
Then, a large, firm hand touched her forehead, and her eyes snapped open
to see a watery, blue figure beside her.�
�T�Ta�al?� she asked shakily, thinking it was the healer.
�Thank the gods you�ve come to, Natra,� Ta�al said, huffing
with relief.� He gently lifted her head,
gingerly touching the back, but stopped when she winced and tried to move away
from him.� �That bastard,� he mumbled
under his breath, glancing over his shoulder at O�ni sitting beside the
entrance.�
The guard didn�t raise his head from where he sat the entire
time waiting for the female to wake.� She
was his charge, nothing more.� Yet
something prodded at the back of his mind about finding Natra in the room
unconscious after the elder left.� He was
supposed to protect her from other males�but what about Bha�ruk?� Shaking his head, O�ni met Ta�al�s silver
gaze then glanced at the female, still lying on the examination table.�
�I�ll need to keep her here for a little while, O�ni, to make
sure she hasn�t sustained any damage,� Ta�al said, facing the guard.� �Why don�t you bring her something to eat or
perhaps feed yourself?�
O�ni nodded and stood without saying a word.� He saw Natra�s dark eyes on him and he looked
away quickly, moving outside the room, the door closing behind him.�
Releasing a sigh, Ta�al shook his head, thinking, �Silence won�t do any good, boy.�
Lyra sat up carefully, wincing as she took a deep gulp of
air.� She blinked her eyes rapidly,
trying to clear her vision.� When she
faced Ta�al, the only blurry portion of the healer was the outline of his
body.� �How long was I out?�
�Only a few hours, Lyra.��
He almost whispered her true name.�
Even with O�ni gone, Ta�al was still unsure about using her name,
especially since Bha�ruk had given her one.�
Staring at him with wide eyes, Lyra breathed, �Thank
you.� It�s been so long since I�ve heard
my own name from another.�
�I won�t use it in front of others�I wouldn�t think you�d
favor that.�
�No.� It�s one thing
that monster can�t have,� she grit,
her nostrils flaring.� Raising a hand,
she felt along the back of her head, hissing when she touched a tender
spot.� Her fingers ran through her hair,
stopping at the edges brushing along her shoulder.� �My hair��
Swallowing hard at seeing the drastic change in length and
Lyra�s tone, Ta�al moved to the cabinet, searching for a shearing blade.� �I can even out the edges.�
She shook her head, her silver hair falling just to her
collarbone, murmuring, �That�s not the point.�
He took it�like it was�nothing.�
�I wouldn�t expect any less from him,� Ta�al growled,
clenching a fist as his shoulders shook, sighing to try and relax them.� �Lyra�should I even ask what happened?� O�ni only said that he found you unconscious
in the main lounge after Bha�ruk left.�
Lyra�s mouth tightened and her eyes narrowed, glaring at the
door.� �All I really remember is he cut
my hair�and then I attacked him.�
�You what?�� He turned
to face the female, his eyes wide.�
�I attacked him,� she repeated, meeting his stare.� �I remember striking him at least twice
before he grabbed and pushed me against the wall.� By Zakor�s horns�I thought I was going to be
sick, having him press against me like that.�
Ta�al shook his head, his upper mandibles curling up in
disgust at Bha�ruk�s actions.� Even
knowing what the elder was like, Bha�ruk still managed to shock the
healer.� Strangely enough, Ta�al knew the
reason why; he had not truly become acclimated to the ways of the ship.� His two years here had not made him blind to
what he saw, and one of the main reasons that he was able to maintain such a
steady hold on his ethics was because of his contacts with Da�ar.� The healer couldn�t turn away from what
happened to the females; Ta�al wouldn�t allow himself that luxury.�
�He did say something before I blacked out.�� Lyra�s voice broke through Ta�al�s thoughts,
and he focused on her.� �Something
like��Paya� and control.�
�He called you �Paya�?� Ta�al asked, tilting his head
curiously.
She shook her head, frowning.� �I don�t know if he called me that, but he
was facing me when he said it�I�m just not sure if he was focusing on me.� What is �Paya�?�
��Paya� is not a �what�, she is a �who�,� the healer
answered.� He leaned against the cabinet
behind him, still facing Lyra.� �She is
our goddess, in the most basic terms.�
She manifests as a white being with dark eyes, which could explain his
reference to her while looking at you.�
�After hearing that, I blacked out from the blow,� Lyra
continued, her hand lightly touching the tender spot.� �Was there any internal damage?�
�I did a scan once O�ni brought you here, and it just looks
like bruising under that small lump.� No
skull fractures, so it was only a mild concussion, which is why I kept you
here.�� The healer inhaled, shaking his
head in mild confusion.� �But blows from
a Yautja male would cause more damage normally, especially to another race.�
Rubbing her hand against her head, Lyra felt the pain slowly
subsiding until it was only a slight twinge.�
�There�s an element in our blood that allows for quicker healing, but it
usually depends on the injury.� If it had
been a fracture, I�m not sure I would be awake now�perhaps after several days,
yes.�
The door slid open, making Ta�al look up and grimace while
Lyra glared in the direction of the door.�
The healer stalked towards the door where Ji�ran stood, growling, �What
do you want, Ji�ran?�
�There�ve been some injuries in the sparring hall,� Ji�ran
rumbled back, his eyes drifting towards Lyra.�
�Your assistance is needed for several warriors.�
�It will have to wait.��
Ta�al cursed himself for not securing the facility after O�ni left, and
he noticed the look Ji�ran gave Lyra.�
�Natra is in more need of my assistance right now.�
Moving around where the healer stood, Ji�ran stared at Lyra,
his eyes roving her body, pausing on her covered breasts and full hips.� �She seems fine enough.�
�That is for me to decide, not you,� Ta�al hissed, stepping
in front of the warrior, blocking his view of the female.� �Get back to the sparring hall and I�ll be
there as soon as I can.�
Eying the Natranian with a slit gaze, Ji�ran purred in her
direction, striding outside the room.� He
moved down the corridor quickly, raising his wrist up and contacting Y�un in
the sparring hall.� �I have something to
take care of, but the healer will be on his way soon.�� Before Y�un could respond, Ji�ran closed the
communication link, quickening his pace.
In the medical facility, Ta�al clenched his inner teeth as
he stabbed in the secure code to the door.�
Turning toward Lyra, he sighed, �My apologies, I should have secured the
door before.�
�He is almost as unnerving as Bha�ruk,� Lyra grit, huffing
sharply.� Then, she looked at the medic,
her eyes analyzing him.� �Ta�al, why are
you here?�
His head reared back and he asked, �What do you mean?�
�Why are you on this ship amongst a crew who blindly serve a
perverse tyrant?� You don�t fit with the
rest of them, so why stay here?�
�It�s complicated.��
Exhaling heavily, the healer shook his head, uncertain if he should explain
his motives to Lyra.� He weighed the
options, deciding it was too risky to tell her everything.� �When I first came here, I was looking for a
clan that needed my services.� I was
unaware of Bha�ruk�s nature or the state of the others on the ship.�
Lyra nodded, seeing the logic of his words, murmuring, �You
seem to be the only one who tries to help Vanika, Sitana and the others.�
�If I weren�t here, who would do that in my stead?� he
asked, raising a brow.� �I have my
reasons for being here and for staying here.�
�There is reason
behind everything�� Lyra recalled Zakor�s words spoken in her dream, and
then smiled at the healer.� �I�m sure
they appreciate your efforts, Ta�al.�
Raising his upper mandibles in a Yautja equivalent of a
smile, Ta�al approached Lyra, saying, �Let me see that lump again.� It seemed smaller during my inspection after
you woke.�
�It�s probably gone now that I�m awake,� she told him,
sitting still while his fingers gently parted her hair.� �I don�t feel any of the pain I felt when I
came to at first.�
�Good,� he growled softly.�
Ta�al felt no sign of the lump, and though he was relieved that her
injury was gone, the healer also worried about removing her from the
facility.� At least here, he could
provide the females some relief and time away from Bha�ruk.� �Feels like it�s gone, but I�m not sure I
should release you just yet.�
�Ta�al, what if one of the others needs you?� she asked, her
mouth twisting to the side.� �Besides,
you are needed elsewhere now.�
With a heavy sigh, the healer nodded.� �Unfortunately, you�re right even though I
doubt it�s an emergency.� I don�t think
Ji�ran would have taken the time to come here himself rather than contact me
through a communication channel.� I�ll
wait until O�ni returns to escort you back.�
Almost immediately after Ta�al�s words, the comm to the
medical facility buzzed before someone tapped on the door three times then two
softer times.� �Speak of the warrior and
he shall come,� the healer said, moving to unlock the door.�
O�ni stood in the entrance, two large keesah fruits in his
hands from what Lyra could see.� A fruit
native to Unatra, their thick rinds were a deep shade of magenta, showing they
were ready to eat.� Looking at her guard,
she shook her head when he didn�t even meet her eyes then.� She curled her legs under her, slipping off
the examination table, keeping a hand on it for a moment.�
Ta�al watched Lyra, his legs ready to hasten to her side in
case she needed assistance.� But her own
limbs remained steady, and she walked towards where he and O�ni stood.� �O�ni, I have some other injuries to deal
with, so Natra�s released back into your care.�
Nodding heavily, O�ni stepped back to allow Lyra to leave
the facility, freezing when she stopped in front of him.� Her hands reached out and took the fruit from
his hands, and the guard blinked, lifting his head to face her.� She stared at him with those dark eyes,
nodding and then walking past him into the corridor.� O�ni moved to follow her, but Ta�al placed a
hand on his shoulder.
�Guard her well, O�ni.�
�I intend to, Healer.��
The guard stared at Ta�al, his upper mandibles clicking in
annoyance.� �That is my task.�
Shaking his head, Ta�al removed his hand, turning away from
the younger male and growling, �You don�t understand.� Just go.�
O�ni stared at the healer�s back before the door slid
closed, and he turned in the corridor, seeing Lyra waiting for him.� Unsheathing the spear from its casing on his
back, O�ni approached her, motioning towards the elevators at the end of the
passageway with his spear.� She nodded to
him, matching his pace, and he glanced at Lyra briefly, growling to himself and
leading her through the corridor.
XXX
Bha�ruk made his way to the docking area where he saw at
least seven of his warriors standing with their weapons in hand, aimed towards
the strange Exiled Yautja.� Curling his
upper mandibles in a sneer, he thought the others were being paranoid about the
arrival.� �Overly suspicious�perhaps I trained them too well,� he thought,
halting when he looked upon the exiled one.�
Black as the depths of space, this Yautja stood as tall if not taller
than Bha�ruk, and the Elder�s eyes slit in interest.�
�Well, this is a rather unexpected arrival,� Bha�ruk
growled, staring at the newcomer.� �To
what do I owe this�visit from Da�ar, Living Cetanu?�
The dark Yautja angled his head in a greeting to the Elder,
motioning towards his cruiser, one much larger than normal cruisers.� �If you will forgive my intrusion, Elder, but
I�ve been drifting about the varying sectors many years now.� I grow tired of having to negotiate unfairly
with the clanships I come across merely to obtain assistance with my cruiser or
to resupply its stores.�
�Spare me the details of your problems.� What are you here for, Da�ar?� Bha�ruk
sneered, searching for any sign that could betray the Yautja�s motives.�
Da�ar raised a brow as he was face to face with the elder
after many messages exchanged with Ta�al.�
Already the dark Yautja saw the suspicious nature Bha�ruk had passed on
to his own warriors.� Why should they be
so distrustful with a visitor, even an Exiled, unless there was something to
conceal?� But Da�ar knew he needed proof
beyond Ta�al�s eyes and word before he could take any action against the
elder.� His eyes remained locked with
Bha�ruk�s as Da�ar removed his spear from its case, setting it on the floor in
front of his feet.� Unsheathing the twin
blades bound at his thighs, he laid both of them in front of the spear,
crossing one curved blade over the other.�
Bending his knees, Da�ar lowered his body into a crouched
position, bowing his head to Bha�ruk.� �I
offer my services as a warrior to you, Elder, if you permit me alliance with
your ship.�
Bha�ruk�s brows lifted at that as he recalled many rumors of
those who came into contact with the �Living Cetanu�.� Warriors trembled before Da�ar, giving him
wide berth, females avoided him entirely, and the warrior�s own parents had
exiled him as a young blood.� His name
was rarely spoken openly, and his mere presence seemed to unnerve any
Yautja.� Having a warrior like Da�ar
would be quite an advantage, and the elder nodded his head.�
Stepping in front of the seven armed warriors, Bha�ruk
sliced a hand through the air in a dismissive motion.� Not one of their weapons powered down, and he
reeled on them with a snarl, �Stand�down�now.�
All seven slowly lowered their weapons, still maintaining
visual contact with the shadowy Yautja kneeling before their elder, and Bha�ruk
huffed at them.� Returning his attention
to Da�ar, the elder knelt down to pick up one of the blades.� The metal grip molded around a bone handle
suitable for sustaining a stable hold on the weapon.� Circling his wrist, he watched the blade move
in an even arc, light glinting off the smooth metal.� Bha�ruk tossed the blade in front of him,
carefully catching it by the tip and then grasping the handle, running his
thumb against the edge.�
A thin line of green blood appeared along the pad of his
thumb, and Bha�ruk chuckled.� �You keep
them sharp enough, don�t you, Da�ar?�
�A warrior is only as sharp as his weapons,� Da�ar growled
quietly.� Cool blood pumped through his
arms and down to his hands, lightly touching the metal flooring of the
ship.� He kept his eyes on the floor,
having no desire to watch this so-called �Elder� handle his weapon.� Feeling the point of the blade lightly press
against the side of his neck, Da�ar remained calm and motionless.
�I could kill you�I should, knowing who you are, Living
Cetanu,� Bha�ruk hissed, tightening his grip on the handle.�
�Accepting me before
he suggests killing me�he is as reckless as Ta�al said.�� Giving the elder a sideways glance, Da�ar
kept his hands still.� �But I doubt that
would be beneficial to you, Elder.�
Bha�ruk raised a thoughtful brow, slowly moving the blade
from Da�ar�s neck down to his naked bicep.�
�How right you are, Da�ar��
Digging the point inside the black muscle, he carved a jagged line,
bisecting it with a curve, the symbol of the Ty�rath-di, his clan.� He watched the dark Yautja�s face, seeing no
reaction to the cut even when Bha�ruk pressed the point further into the
symbol�s curve, making a deeper indention.�
Feeling the tip of his own blade inside his skin was nothing
to Da�ar when compared with the appearance of the symbol on his arm.� Never mind it, he told himself.� Pride would not help him locate the females
Bha�ruk had captured, and he recalled Ta�al�s last message.� �A
Natranian female now�� He fought the
urge to shake his head in disgust at the elder marking him as part of the
ship.�
�Take your weapons and come with me,� Bha�ruk ordered,
tossing the blade on top of its twin.� A
disrespectful way to treat another�s weapons, yet still he received no reaction
from the black Yautja.� The elder was
beginning to think having Da�ar as part of his warriors would be more of an
advantage than he originally believed.�
Raising his head, Da�ar glanced at Bha�ruk as the elder
stood waiting, his thick arms crossed over his chest.� He sheathed his blades and placed the spear
back into its case along his back, standing and matching Bha�ruk�s long stride
towards the elevator.� Da�ar took his
place just behind the elder inside the lift, the two immense Yautja standing in
silence as the doors slid shut.
�As one of my crew, you�ll be given sleeping quarters on the
warriors� level,� Bha�ruk stated, clasping his hands behind his back as the
lift rose.� �The main areas you are
allowed in are your own rooms, sparring and training halls, medical facility,
and the refectory.� You will only be
granted access to my personal level when I summon you.� Do you understand?�
�Yes, Elder,� Da�ar replied quietly.�
Bha�ruk turned his head just enough to see the dark Yautja�s
face, but Da�ar�s eyes were on the elevator doors.� The elder�s upper mandibles clicked lightly
as he saw they were approaching the medical level, and he said, �If you come
across any of my females in the medical facility, you are to wait outside until
the healer is finished.� Do not speak with them.�
�As you command, Elder.��
The lift stopped on the medical level and the doors slid
open, revealing Lyra and O�ni standing in front of the elevator entrance.� Bha�ruk slit his eyes, purring to Lyra as her
gaze widened, then narrowed sharply.� She
stepped back, but O�ni gestured for her to move forward.� The elder held up an arm, silently ordering
Da�ar to move back, making room for the Natranian and her guard.
Gritting her teeth, Lyra stepped onto the lift, barely
registering the fact that there was another Yautja in the elevator with
Bha�ruk.� She glared at Bha�ruk as he
stared at her, his eyes hooded.� Her
nostrils flared angrily as she kept him within her sight, stepping back and
bumping against O�ni when Bha�ruk reached out to finger her hair.
Looking at the Natranian female, Da�ar could see the tension
build in her shoulders as she walked inside the lift.� She moved as far from Bha�ruk as possible,
but the other Yautja with her stood at her side opposite the elder.� This left Da�ar to view her from behind, and
he noticed the short length of her hair.�
His gaze drifted to the white wrap at Bha�ruk�s waist, realizing it must
be the female�s mane.��
�I hope you�re feeling better, Natra,� he rumbled to her,
almost ignoring the other two males present.�
�I�d be much better if I weren�t in this lift,� she hissed,
hitting his hand away from her.� �Or on
this ship for that matter.�
Shaking his head, Bha�ruk closed the short distance between
them.� �Natra, we have spoken on that
before.� You are my female.��
He raised a hand to her chin, but Lyra jerked out of his
grasp, leaning back and kicking his upper thigh.� Clenching her hands, she brought back a fist,
but O�ni�s grip on her arm stopped her.�
She looked over her shoulder at his shaking head, and she faced Bha�ruk
again, huffing, �I am not your female.�
And I never will be.�
Bha�ruk barely hissed at the strike this time, though he
felt more blood trickling down his leg from where the first wound had opened
again.� Seeing O�ni holding her back made
a deep rumble erupt from the elder�s throat.�
�You are mine, Natra, and it
will be consummated soon.�
�Elder, is this our level?� Da�ar interrupted when the lift
started slowing down.�
Glancing at the dark Yautja and then the current level,
Bha�ruk nodded.� �Yes, the warriors�
level.� I shall see you at a later time,
my Natra.�� He closed in on her, flaring
his mandibles and inhaling deeply as she bared her flat teeth at him.� Chuckling, Bha�ruk strode out of the open
doors, waiting for Da�ar to follow.
Lyra exhaled sharply, turning her face away from Bha�ruk and
noticing the strange Yautja.� His body
was immense, tall enough for the top of her head to barely reach his chin, and
black as the darkest cavern on Unatra.� �All black�� she thought, staring at him.� �Could
he be�?� No, that�s impossible.�� He glanced her way, and she met a cold stare
as he moved past her, hearing him cough.�
Blinking, her brow furrowed as Lyra thought she had heard
something odd.� He coughed again just as
the door slid closed, and she heard her blood pumping in her ears.� When he had coughed, both times it sounded
like �Help�you�� in her language.� How
could a Yautja know the Natranians� language?�
Shaking her head, Lyra believed she was so desperate to get out of here
that she was hearing things.� But she
couldn�t help remembering what Zakor said just before she woke.� �My
messengers take on many forms��
XXX
Bending over, Ji�ran knelt down to the metal flooring, his
mandibles splayed as his breath came in short pants.� A layer of sweat covered his entire body as
he wiped his brow with the back of his hand.�
�Damn�was hoping the run would do
the trick,� he thought, swallowing thickly and standing up.�
The lieutenant stretched his legs, running another circuit
on one of the less-frequented levels.�
This level was closest to the central heating core of the clanship,
creating an ideal running environment.�
Ji�ran had done circuits here before but usually never over a
dozen.� He was on his twentieth circuit
when he finally stopped, crouching down again, panting furiously.
Groaning, the juncture of his legs grew rigid once more as
the scent of the Natranian came to his nostrils again.� Ji�ran looked around, knowing she was nowhere
in sight and not even anywhere near this level, and a roar exploded from his
throat.� His fist punched the wall next
to him, leaving behind a large dent.�
�Why the pauk did I
have to be the one to bring her to the ship?� he snarled, glaring fiercely at
the ceiling.�
Ji�ran stiffly rose to his feet and staggered to one of the
side corridors, moving into the shadows.�
Ripping his cloth off with a hiss, he detached the metal codpiece,
releasing his straining length.� His hand
wrapped around the base of his engorged flesh, and he shut his eyes, picturing
Natra in his mind.� Her limber, white
thighs clamped around his waist, pulling him closer to her most sensitive
skin.�
�Natra�� he moaned
in his mind as his hand slowly moved down to the head, sliding back up to the
base.� Ji�ran imagined her warm center
gradually enveloping him, the ridges of his member stroking against her inner
walls.� As he saw her face in his mind,
her mouth fell open in a low moan as she pressed against his chest, her supple
breasts crushed against his solid muscle.�
Pumping harder, Ji�ran felt his blood already rushing to the
tip, and he grunted still seeing Natra.�
His hand fisted her silver hair, so soft in his grasp, and he shoved
into her, hearing her pleasant cries while he moved inside her.� He squeezed his member, thinking of her walls
closing around him tightly, holding him there as his hips slapped against
hers.� Slapping his free hand against the
wall, his claws dug into the metal plating, clutching to get a deep hold.� With a guttural roar, Ji�ran released his
seed on the metal flooring, his hand catching some and spreading it from his
base to the tip.�
Panting heavily, Ji�ran fell back against the wall, sliding
down to the floor.� Leaning his head
back, he opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling.� Natra�s figure appeared, holding a hand out
to him, and Ji�ran blinked, shaking his head.�
He knew she would not approach him in such a means, but her curved hips
still called to his hands to clamp down on them.�
�By the gods�� he
thought as blood rushed to his head from the furrows of his brow to the short
spikes of his crest.� His eyes focused
again on the figure hovering above him, his hand reaching to touch her.� �Natra�my�Natra��
TBC

A/N:� Thank you all so
much for your patience, especially to: Firefly, chancelor22, Shyann, aquamum, OSR4Ever,
and Bee.� Much appreciation and hugs for
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