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Chapter 9:

Bad Blood

"Oomans?" hissed the echoing low voice from within the main duel room of the Kay'tak Kehrite. "Why in pauk are their Oomans running around the city?" the voice only continued to curve around every metal wall, every corner between the two shadows that continued to stand at an incredibly close proximity within the dimly lit Kehrite. "How can they allow such a thing to work it's way through the Elders? " angrier and louder did the voice grow as it was clearly in rage and irritation. "Is it dead? The old ways?" only silence to this answer and then of course the shadows seemed to submerge against each other, their was rustling and shrieks before a loud thunderous crack resounded throughout the Kehrite.

Green neon thwei soaked into the large red cloak of a Elder, as he lay against the floor, eye now far away and wide, mandibles wide open as he seemed to have already taken his last breath. Hovering just over him was the killer, a few pink scales sprinkled out over his body as she seemed to shed. She glanced over the Elder's body once before letting out a low chuckle, "Goodbye Scar…" and then sauntered off and out of the Kehrite.

The doors slammed shut behind her, the only echoes now were the howling of Prime's wind for the merciless murder of an Elder and the events that would follow.

Tichinde's eyes slowly blinked open, he was surprised he'd never slept for so long. In fact he rarely slept for more then a few minutes. Ever since becoming the youngest Bad Blood to exist he'd always been on his toes just in case of attack or the Elder's suddenly ordering his extermination. This was possibly as weird as the warm bundle of ooman flesh ontop of him. He sniffed a bit, inhaling quite a nasty amount of something that smelled close to pond scum…Clearly it hadn't taken a bath recently.

"Rrrrrrrrrr…" he growled angrily wanting to wake it up. When she didn't budge he simply sat up and she rolled off onto the cave floor, twitching in pain and obviously in the nude. That was possibly when Tichinde recalled what he'd done the night before…

He glanced over at the book sitting by the fire still, chapters blown open possibly by the wind to the 'Playing' chapter. He glanced over once more so swiftly, dreadlocks swaying behind him at the shivering now blurrily awake ooman. She seemed to have realized her nudity because she quickly raised her hands up around her chest, knees bending into a dramatic fetal position. Tichinde scoffed with another flick of his head, his body rising up so fast his head bumped into the ceiling of the cave with a crack. He hissed in irritation but continued his angry thought- She hadn't seemed so opposed when he'd been inside of her. What on Paya was her problem now?

The ooman blinked up at him still curled up as she seemed to also glance around the room for her clothes, they lay torn in one corner from the night's previous events. She shuddered and bowed her head but Tichinde growled again making her have to focus her attention back on him…

"….I…i…" the ooman was bright red, like it was sick again and the flush across it's cheeks wasn't disappearing. Tichinde just groaned feeling like nothing he ever did could keep this damn thing happy. Tichinde spat, literally slicked up the inside of his mouth and spat right down at her. She curled up into herself and said no more.

Tichinde decided to gather up his hunting supplies and head out for a good one. He really couldn't stand the awkwardness in the cave let alone the ridiculous whimpering the human was still expelling. It clearly wouldn't be moving anytime soon so off he went into the dense rain now pouring down over the forest. The pitter patter of every hurried Tichinde along the branches, he didn't really use his camoflauge because he quite honestly preferred to keep it for only particularly dangerous missions. As far as he knew the last shipment of oomans was already well hunted and dead. The little parade a day before, heads on sticks was still reeling and dealing enthusiasm in Tichinde's mind.

He wanted to hunt, he wanted to feel the sweet crunch of a skull or vertebrae in his grasp. He wanted that delicious rush as he held not only a life in his hands but the second he snatched it away. The branch he landed on let out a slight groan as he slowly rose back up to scan the forest floor. There was a great amount of quiet even as the morning seemed to have slipped away. Had he really been lying in bed with his pet for so long? His mother would have been furious if she caught him sleeping in like that; no, Prime Elder had ever been caught sleeping on the job…Granted he had already failed her, that position wasn't available to a Bad Blood like him.

There was a bit of rustling through trees off to the left, as a deer managed to saunter right by. It was unusual to see a herbivore in these woods that had come from prime originally nor been able to escape any harm. Tichinde knew if he didn't kill it, something else would. He watched it carefully lower it's head down, ears flicking back and forth as it sniffed at the grass before it. It's terrible senses would be of no use once he decided to strike. Lowering down on his haunches, belt swinging over his groin, Tichinde locked his eyes on the weak creature…

Weak like a certain ooman. Frail, sweet, nervous, and shy like a certain Ooman pet.

Within a second Tichinde lowered his knife, feeling every inch of regret fill him. The hunt was solely to find challenges. This wasn't a challenge. This was pointless. He glared down at the ugly little deer, feeling more and more irritated with each passing second. Just then the deer's neck perked up, it's eyes began to swing about the clearing dramatically, it's haunches toppling over each other as it tried to scamper off.

At first Tichinde wondered if it had spotted him, sensed his presence. It wasn't unlike the way his pet reacted to him when he tried to feed her, or help her, or make her happy. Oomans…Deers. No wonder they were both found on Earth. Weak spoiled water planet.

"RGggrrrr!" with a thunderous crack the trees on the opposite side of both the limb Tichinde sat on and the deer's position, fell about the enormous hulking body of a Ghequo. The fat ugly rodent was twice as big as the deer and hungrily began sniffing it out as it unhinged it's jaw of sharp canines. Tichinde hated to admit that Ghequo were like pests to most Yautja, because didn't make good food or hunt. They just wandered around their disgusting cave holes, sniveling whatever barren carcusses the Yautja don't use.

The deer stumbled back, it's ears pressed down as it tried desperately to readjust his hoofs in the direction out of the clearing. Tichinde didn't know why but he kept his eyes locked on the deer, don't just stand there, pauk- Run. The thoughts confused him, the sudden deritive thoughtful contemplative nerve he had for this poor pitiful creature. Where had it come from?

The Ghequo was getting closer as with each wave of it's long hairy grey neck, the canines drooled eagerly for it's next meal. "in the name of Paya…" Tichinde growled as the deer just stared, just as the nose of the thing was just in front of it. It literally opened it's mouth so wide, it looked about to swallow the deer hole.

Tichinde didn't even realize he had jumped until he had. He landed with a loud crack onto the Ghequo's back. It's canines jerked back and the spiit it had gathered spluttered everywhere. Tichinde grabbed his homemade spear in hand and lunged it down into the Ghequo's spine. He watched the thing sway, trying to fight off the inevitable as it sucked in a few last harrowing breaths. Tichinde reached around it's throat, once he was sure the spear was in and with only the use of a smell sharp rock he'd found outside the cave, slit it's throat.

It's last cry was so harrowing and loud it made even Tichinde's victory cry seem like a baby yelp. With the Ghequo dead there was a pause and the forest returned to silence. Tichinde lifted his eyes up and came face to face- or rather doe eyes with slit yellow ones with the deer. It blinked once then twice, clearly and completely in shock. Tichinde grabbed the hilt of his spear and pulled out with a loud crunch that only made the Ghequo lurch a bit. The deer didn't move still, just stared clearly unsure as to what the Yautja's next move would be…

Tichinde just glared at it for a second longer, twisting the spear in hand then let his mandibles reach out and widen, I get it. I'm like the Ghequo. The deer just batted it's eyes once or twice more, I did that to her. Still the deer didn't move, it's deep dark round brown eyes seemed to shake with fear, so ungrateful for being saved. So afraid that this would be it's new way to die. He speared out his mandibles and roared-

It took off through the trees, just like that, the pitter patter of it's hooves gone within seconds.

Tichinde lowered his mandibles and grimaced, he swung about, dreadlocks flying to grab at the carcass of his prey. The Ghequo was pretty heavy as he dragged it through the trees, he was considering what to do with it when he reached the edge of the cave; He however happened upon a bunch of very buzzy small furry things. They immediately made fitzy buzzing sounds with their large pink ears as they hopped around under his feet. He didn't know what all these cutsey fuzy harmless things were doing in the forest all of a sudden but he had to note the way the cave smelled…

Was something burning? Fire and sulfur was very strong from within…He dropped the Ghequo quickly and rushed for the cave entrance. Tichinde's eyes adjusted faster then any other species to change in light so he spotted the corner where he cut and prepared his trophies to be up and running. A few tools were missing from their spots and the fire was going because hanging right over it, with a sharp blade in hand was his Ooman. She seemed to have managed, after he'd left to find some fine big leaves and some other bits of white fur to make some shorts and a shirt. He was incredibly impressed in that moment as he just stared in awe at the Ooman. It seemed to be cutting a few threads formed into the leaf still in it's hand, clearly it was being made into some sort of pocket or pouch.

"Pauk?" he demaneded quickly then though, letting the amusement wipe off his face. For a weak one, their was certainly a bit of brain in there…somewhere. It jumped not having seen him and just sort of glanced up at him, then slowly nodded.

"H-h-hello." He recognized that as it's typical human greeting. Tichinde rolled his eyes in irritation, taking a few steps around the campfire and closer to her. She flinched back immediately pulling her project with her. Tichinde kept his eyes locked on her though, considering how close they'd been for so long he didn't really understand how she could still be flinching around him. It seemed uneasy but tried to speak some more to him, pointing with a free hand at the pot in front of her- already boiling with some strange meat and vegetables. The stew inside smelled good, interesting. He mostly ate raw meat so he supposed she was learning to cook for herself. She awkwardly lowered her head and noticed his eyeline was focused on the tool in her hand. Tichinde snerked, a sort of sniff with a grunt to it that made her quickly explain in her Earthling language what she was doing.

Although he didn't understand her, Tichinde had to admit her voice was a pretty thing. It didn't have any clicks or rough grunts too it like many Lou-dte Kalei. The fact she wasn't Yautjian was oddily calming. Tichinde really had never liked a Yautja woman. He found them conniving, merciless and possessive. It wasn't feminine or even attractive. He'd been courted before of course before becoming a Bad Blood, but it was short-lived once Dachande ruined all of that for him. Their was some smoke lifting off of the pot and it was then he realized the fur on her shorts was quite familiar…it was the same as those fuzy things with big pink ears outside. Her fingers slipped along the edge of the purse tighter, shaking a little as he stared back at her silently. He growled, further impressed.

While he'd been out, she'd hunted. Sure it wasn't something life threatening and he sure as hell would never consider it a challenge to kill fuzzy cute little fluff things…but she had. She probably had never killed in her life. He had to stare on with a mixture of pride and imposing amusement. How had she done it? Had she used his tools?

As pride puffed out his chest he jumped up and moved back out of the cave to recover the dead Ghequo. Upon dragging it inside, she glanced up and then froze with a wide mouth in surprise at the amazing catch. The Ghequo's body ruffled along the cave floor, spearing some blood in a long drag as it went along. It stopped in front of the campfire and she actually got to her feet and slowly circled the front of it, just continuing to eye the giant rodent.

Tichinde growled and tapped his chest twice as she glanced back up at him and then down as she seemed to understand that he had killed it easily during his hunt, alone. She knelt down in front of the face, looking deep into it's face- slowly lingering out a finger to brush against the small ruddy snout when it lurched awake.

She screamed and fell back, but not before Tichinde lunged in front of her, raising an arm and taking the bite the Ghequo meant for her. It's fangs dug into his bare arm as he wasn't wearing his armor. Some neon green thewi spilled into it's mouth just as he growled angrily. The rodent seemed to be on it's last breath, hanging in there impressively. It had challenged that deer and scared Paya out of the thing; losing only because Tichinde had appeared. Tichinde grabbed the huge rodent around the top of the fang buried in his arm, claws digging into the gums as the rodent sniffed around desperately for what was happening. Tichinde yanked the fangs out so fast the spritz of thewi and even the pain came late.

The Ghequo landed back on the floor and Tichinde just lifted his foot, and swiftly crushed through the skull of the rodent with a sickeningly loud crunch. He heard through the cave only silence and the flames licking the bottom of the stew pot. He could also hear the frantic heartbeat of the ooman behind him. At first he'd forgot she was even there until he felt it, tiny arms.

The tiny thin fleshy arms brushed against his back as the ooman seemed very shaken by the Ghequo attack. She tilted his head to one side, glancing back over his shoulder and down at her. She had her forehead pressed into his back scales, finger tips curled up tightly in front of her just under her forehead. His back scales flexed a little, he liked this feeling.

Turning slowly around he faced her and she kept her forehead now pressed into his stomach as he just stared down at her. His chest scales were tightening as his eyes dilated, claws pulling back at his sides. He was fighting the urge to pet the tuft of light brown hair falling against his body. She didn't seem to want to move so he just let her stay there with only the dying sunlight outside and the eventual flickering of their shadows from the flames on the walls around them.

Her small fingers moved slowly from their raised spot to reach out and touch his wound. He watched as she uneasily reached out to touch the dripping thwei on his arms. His cut stung a little but her small fingers were cold and soothing to the burning pain along his arm, "a-are you okay?" he'd figured out what this meant more or less. He supposed it was concern in her voice and he gently shrugged his big stocky scaled shoulders.

She lifted his arm up to her face and quite a bit of his thwei dripped over her pink fingers, the flesh and the thewi really sticking together well. He watched those gentle baby green eyes water up for him again. Tichinde had to let out a frustrated groan, she was upset again? He thought they were making progress!

She flushed as she sniffled and tried to quickly rub away her tears with her now dirty thwei covered hands. The neon green blood dripped down one of her left cheek slowly as she stared blearily up at him finally no longer crying.

Tichinde chuckled at that face and then with one dark claw, he touched the side of her face and slowly brushed away the thwei, even as he felt the first glorious amount of real affection for his Ooman.

"no," A'lika was throwing a temper tantrum because her mother refused to stay and let her see Daddy."NO!" she cried again, kicking back against her mother's arms, holding her back, "NO! NO NO NO NO!"

"A'lika." Snapped Lexa hurriedly, "A'lika you can't come with me…"

"NO! NO NO NO NO!" A'lika wouldn't hear it, she'd been living in this damn place for so long. It wasn't fair. She was told she wasn't a bad person, she wasn't weird or wrong or ugly. She was just a child. Why couldn't she see her Daddy? Why couldn't she live with her parents?

"A'lika." Barked Lexa but her steady calm voice made the sweet caramel colored eyes swivel over to her mother, finally taking full notice of the serious look on her face. "Daddy isn't…he's not…going to be able to see you…right now." Lexa's voice quivered with each word as if it were hard to say them. Her chin curved up as her lips trembled and she tried her best to smile for her daughter, patting A'lika on the shoulder. "But D-daddy would want you to be strong. You have to stay here until we can be a family, okay?"

"N-no…" A'lika's face had truly fallen and her cheeks puffed out before she hissed and at her mother and tore back for the shack she'd grown up in. Lexa stood back up and crossed her arms, barely holding it in anymore. She raised a shaking hand to wipe at her cheeks knowing full well today was supposed to be a wonderful day. Today was the day Scar said they could bring A'lika home. Today was the day they'd live together…

But the night before Scar had been in a accident. He was in the equivalent of Yautja emergency room. She hadn't been allowed in very far but she had managed to see the amount of thewi on the sheets of his bed, keep getting changed. It meant his injuries were unsealable and they were just trying to beat the blood flow soon.

"I'm afraid the attack was brutal and we have yet to catch the attacker." The Doctor reported. He was a smaller Yautja who clearly had never had a chance in battle. His body didn't have a single scratch on it and the clothes he wore looked like a tacky black trenchcoat with a utility belt of remedies.

"You didn't catch who did this?" Lexa was unable to avoid snarling, she was slowly losing her mind. The second Scar hadn't returned that night, she'd known something was wrong. She just knew. "How can you stand there? Has any Elders sent out a hunt for this monster?"

The Doc just shook his head apologetically, "I'm afraid that's not possible."

"W-what?" Lexa shouted, not even caring that her words echoed down the long medic hall of the hospital quarters. The waiting room only a few feet down was packed full of other injured Yautja but she could careless if they heard her, "W-why?"

"The Great Elder Dachande…" Doc blinked in surprise at Lexa's rage, "Uh-uh…he-he came in and ordered that search to end. He-he said he knew who did it…"

"W-who did it?" asked Lexa stepping back now, feeling this was one huge emotional rollercoaster after another. "Who hurt Scar? Who did this to him?"

"That Bad Blood, Tichinde." Answered the Doc without blinking. "That's what Dachande said."

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