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“Connor, do I have to restrain you from leaving the room?”

Kelly watched nervously as Connor paced back and forth restlessly in her small living room. The little Yautja flared in annoyance at the nurse before resuming his pacing. With a defeated sigh, Kelly sat herself on the couch.

“I don’t mean to be so annoying, Aunt Kelly,” he muttered angrily. “I can’t help but feel there’s something wrong.”

Kelly was alerted now. “What do you mean?”

Growling, Connor shook his head, sending his dreads flying in his frustration. Kelly was about to demand he answer when a beep at her door alerted her of a visitor. Leaving the couch, she answered the door and took a step back at the sight of a stone face General.

“General Edwin,” she greeted with a small nod. “What can I do for you?”

The General’s gray eye wasn’t staring on her; in fact, he was glaring at the albino Yautja who was glaring right back at him.

“What the hell do you want?” the little Yautja growled.

“It’s obvious my daughter didn’t teach you any manners,” he remarked dryly, shutting the door behind him.

“My mother taught me always to be polite and respectful towards those who deserved it,” Connor bit out, his mandible twitching in irritation.

If the General heard, he chose to ignore it. “Nurse Rose, if you can kindly give us some privacy, please.”

Kelly hesitated.

“It’s alright, Aunt Kelly,” Connor assured her. “I can take care of myself.”

You’re every inch your mother, kid, Kelly thought with pride before leaving the two alone.

“And what can I do for the almighty General?” the little Yautja asked sarcastically.

Edwin’s brows furrowed at the disrespectful Yautja. Perhaps it was time to show the little runt his most prized trophy.

“Follow me,” growled the General before leaving the small apartment.

Connor eyed him suspiciously but followed him outside the apartment. Walking through the corridors, he wondered where the General was leading him. Connor was careful to keep his distant while trailing behind the towering male.

“I can smell you, you know?”

At the General’s harsh voice, Connor stopped in his track. “Excuse me?” unconsciously, the little Yautja sniffed himself, did he really smelled?

“I can smell your fear,” he replied in a calm voice. “You must not let your enemy smell your fear, it shows you’re weak and easy prey.”

At his words Connor flinched. He hated that the General viewed him as weak. A growl rumbled in his throat.

“Don’t take it as a threat, runt,” he bit out angrily. “You give off your fear so easily, when you’re in the field you must learn to control your emotion. Never and I mean never…let your emotions rule you.”

Odd, if Connor didn’t know better, it was almost as if the General was trying to give him some good advice.

“How are you to protect my daughter when you let your emotion rule you?” the General challenged arrogantly. “You, whose species are supposed to be superior, failed in your mission because you let your emotion take you over!”

Connor growled, his fists clenching. “I’m not emotional!”

General Edwin grunted. “You were practically clinging to my daughter like a life line when I informed her of her mission!”

Connor winced. “That’s not…”

“Shut up!” General Edwin turned his attention to the elevator in front of him and entered the codes. “There’s something I want you to see, something I hope will give you education in your species.”

The elevator’s door slide opened, the General was the first to entered. Connor hesitated for a brief second before going in, the door closed behind him. They stood there in silence throughout the whole ride. Connor fidgets with his claws nervously. He gave a start when the doors finally slide opened, revealing a dimly lit quarter. Inside the quarter, Connor felt his mandibles sagged in shock and horror.

Inside was a skeleton structure of a full grown Yautja in a display case. The Yautja, Connor judged to be seven feet tall, but what caught his eyes was the fact the creature had its head removed. Whoever put the skeleton bones together made it a known fact that the Yautja was killed by getting decapitated. Behind the skeleton appeared to be its armors and weapons on the wall. Connor didn’t realize he’d approached the display case until he heard the doors behind him close shut.

“What you’re staring at is a full grown Yautja,” The General announced, startling Connor. “He came to Earth to hunt; unfortunately, he chose the wrong territory. Captain Cross made sure it was his last.”

Connor’s heart lodge in his throat at the news, his mother was the one who killed this Yautja?

“Do you hate her?” the General taunted. “Do you hate knowing she killed one of your species?”

Shocking to Connor and the General, the little Yautja answered without hesitation. “No, in fact, I’m proud of her. She was protecting the Colony; she did what she had to do.” Connor’s mandibles twitched into a smile. “If you think seeing the dead body of a Yautja will make me hate my own mother, you’re wrong.”

General Edwin’s brows furrowed in anger.

Connor shook his head at his puzzled expression. “You don’t get it, do you, General?”

“What don’t I get?” he snapped.

“I love my mother. She’d who I want to be when I grow up,” he explained, his red eyes shining with pride. “In face, just looking at her kill makes me proud of her!”

The General grunted. “And why is that?”

“She defended her territory like any good Captain would do,” Connor nodded to himself. “And this shows her victory.”

“Indeed,” the General agreed and squatted down to the Yautja’s level. “Have my daughter ever told you the story how I achieved my scars?”

Connor’s red eyes darted to the General’s scarred face, the three ugly claws running down the right side of his face was truly hideous. The black eye patch he wore covered his useless eye. Once again, Connor was tempted to ask him to remove it.

“No, my mom never told me your story.”

“Perhaps I’ll tell you another time then,” the General stood back up.

Connor bit back his disappointment, but decided to change the topic. “How do you know so much about Yautja?”

The General grunted, his cold gray eye narrowing down at him. “To know your enemy’s weakness, you must study them.”

Without warning the General’s fingers wrapped themselves around Connor’s neck. The little Yautja claws instantly dug into his thick wrist in an attempt to remove him, the General hardly seemed to notice Connor’s struggles or his own blood dripping down his arm.

“Do you really want to be like Captain Cross?” he snarled as he lifted the little Yautja to his eye level. “My daughter may trained you, but it’s obvious you lack the skills to use it when in combat.”

“I’ve never been in combat,” Connor grunted, struggling to breathe through his mandibles. “Let me go!”

With a snarl of disgust, the General threw Connor across the room. The Yautja grunted when his back hit the wall. Using the wall to support him, Connor winced at the throbbing pain in his shoulder.

“Even when injured, Connor, never show your back to your enemy. Stay strong and concentrate on your opponent, never show any signs of weakness.”

At the sound of his mother’s voice, Connor snapped and glared his eyes at the General and flared his mandibles in a roar.

Seeing the heated hatred in the Yautja’s red eyes, the General grinned. So, you do have some fire in there after all. With a chuckle, he spread out his arms in an invitation. “C’mon, Yautja, show me how strong you are!”

With a snarl, Connor rushed toward his enemy. Grunting his disappointment, the General side step and smacked the Yautja in the back of his head and watched him fall with a cry.

“You probably don’t pay attention during training, do you?” the General mocked, eyeing his fallen opponent with annoyance.

“Remember, Connor, never rush into your opponent, that’s the quickest way to die.”

He grimaced at his mother’s voice and felt his heart fluttered with shame.

“Does my daughter coddle you during training? Is that why you’re so weak?” The General taunted in disgust.

Connor’s mandibles flared in anger.

The General threw back his head and laugh. “Pathetic, and here I was worried that you might actually do some damage!”

“Now remember, Connor, your opponent may taunt you during battle, but you must always keep your calm. While he’s yapping away, look for an opening,” his mother tilted her head to the side with an amused smile. “The cocky ones always do.”

Connor’s sharp red eyes studied the area around the General while he continued to babble on. Suddenly, the Yautja’s eyes caught his opening. With a roar, Connor charged towards the General and quickly ducked under his massive swinging arm and rolled underneath him. As quick as a cat, Connor jumps to his feet and climbed on the General’s back and straddled his shoulder. Hanging on to his hair, Connor balled his fist and with all his might slammed his fist at the General’s head.

The General’s shoulders shook, not in pain but with laughter. Reaching behind him, the General grasp the Yautja’s dreadlocks and plucked him off him like a bug. Connor cursed and kicks as the General easily held him up at arm’s length.

Connor snarled at the sight of the male’s amused face. “Maybe there is hope for you, little pup,” the General admitted bitterly.

With a curse, the General released Connor’s dreads. The little Yautja easily landed on his feet. Rubbing his sore head, Connor watched the General wearily as he made his way to the display glass and stare at the dead Yautja.

“Why do you hate the Yautja so much?”

At his question, the General’s body tensed.

Staring at his stony back, Connor continued. “I mean, I’m sure there’s a reason why. Humans hunt animals and display them as trophies; it’s natural for your species. And the Yautja hunt humans and display them as trophies because it is natural to their species.”

A growl rumbled in the General’s throat in warning, but the little Yautja was relentless. “No, your hatred for them is something much more personal,” Connor studied, cocking his head to the side. “Tell me, General, what did they do to you?”

The General continued to remain silent, all except for his low rumbling growl. Gathering his courage, Connor took a step forward. “You’re hiding something, aren’t you?” Inhaling deeply, Connor mandibles sagged at the scent the General was releasing, it both stunned and pleased the little Yautja. “You’re ashamed of something…”

Connor quickly jumped back at the roar the General released. No, Connor wasn’t frightened of the General, but it was his roar, it almost sounded…inhuman.

Things were starting to get very interesting.

“Well, well, General,” Connor sneered, “It’s seemed I’m not the only one who can’t control his emotions.”

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callmeBaby08: Fasho!
beliefinkakashi: Yes, other Yautja will show up later in the future, but you will be surprised who. For the missions...who knows???hehe and as for Connor's ability I'm gonna let you keep on guessing hahaha.
chiken8: Yup, definitely will! and as for Constantine, I have other plans for him that won't be pleasant, but no worries, I'm not planning on offing him anytime soon!!
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