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Chapter 15

He was sitting on the Marina barge looking out onto the water. His feet were dangling off the edge, the ocean's current gently moving his legs. The tide was low at this hour, his eyes caught the sight of the surrounding boats bobbing from the low current. The sun was past the mid afternoon hour falling towards the late afternoon. His eyes skimmed the ocean's horizon; she would be coming in soon.

It had been a few months since the dream incident, the same dream that troubled him during his sleepless nights. Images flashed in his mind; a distant place in another time, a grand architectural palace along the rocky shoreline, a magnificent arena housing games, a temple housing statues of gods and heroes. He could still smell the salty air. Another flashed of a female child running through gardens, a stunning woman with soft brown eyes staring at him from her seat on the fountain, the same woman turning towards him in the forest's river, her nude form glistening in the moonlight… More and more of that same woman flashed through his memory making his heart race; she captivated him. His mind was unlocking more and more of the dream as the days passed, to which he attributed to Jenni's hand. Her memory had been unlocking as well; there were days where she was happy to see him and others where he was not sure if he himself did something, or his dream self was to blame…

Her boat was sailing into the Marina, Gantu could smell the lavender traveling through the island's wind. The vessel, obviously a small charter with odd earth science equipment, was built with two decks. Up at the top he could see the Professor who Jenni raved about steering the boat and other earthlings tending to the lower deck. And there she was, right at the bow on the starboard side wearing her dark purple diving suit, sitting while the wind whipped through her tied up hair. If he remembered correctly, she called it a horse's tail…

"'Oi! Mr. Gantoo!" He heard the Professor call out to him from the Captain's deck as the charter boat cruised into its spot in the Marina. He was a thin man with a balding head, glasses, and wearing his signature Hawaiian shirt and shorts with sandals. The big alien always shook his head whenever he met this man; he was one odd earthling. Brilliant, but odd.

"It's Gantu, Dr. Buffett." The big alien waved back seeing the other earthlings scrambling on deck to secure the ship in its 'parking spot.' Jenni was one of those earthlings.

"Oi, you were right about that humpback pod that keeps reappearing around the island." Dr. Buffett had made his way from the boat onto the Marina barge where Gantu was sitting. There was a big smile on his face. "That cove is a nursery. I've never seen so many calves before in my life! The mothers dive in open waters as the calves stay protected in the cove. You Samoans know your whales." He heard the Professor laugh, to which he joined lightly.

"It's a gift." Gantu caught a purple figure shaking her head.

"It's a gift alright, Big G." He heard her voice jest as Jenni made her way over to them. She was tugging at the back of her dark purple wetsuit, and retying her long brown hair into sleek pony tail. "There must've been 6 calves with their mothers patrolling the cove's coast. And they sing, all of them sing to each other. Truly incredible." She stared up at him flashing a smile. "Thanks again for the tip. What brings you down to the Marina, Sharkman?" By the way she smiled at him, Gantu felt his snout become hot.

"Oh, I'd-I was in the neighborhood." He was able to fumble out before regaining his composure. "I took today off from my work and… and thought I would enjoy the sights…" Gantu sighed, his mouth lying for him when his mind knew the real reason he was there. He just did not want to admit it.

"Being called again, huh?" He watched the Human female stare at him inquisitively, her brown eyes darting around his being. He felt the sigh escape him.

"Yes, but the headache that usually comes after I find my way to this Ocean was shorter this time."

"And it's all instinctive," Gantu could hear the curiosity in her voice. "Without even knowing it, you walk yourself to the Ocean every time you leave your space—apartment…" He shot her a dark look as Jenni made a quick cover up; the color in her cheeks vanished as there was a pause between all three of them. He was grateful when it seemed Professor Buffett did not take notice to Jenni's slip up. That was all he needed; that wacky professor questioning him more.

"Sounds to me like you are suffering from one serious condition, Mr. Gantu." The Sharkman turned his attention to the Professor, watching the thin man hop aboard the research boat and rummage around.

"What is that, exactly?" He was beginning to feel a cold sweat start. What was this earthling searching for? And what serious condition did he have?

"Seems to me, Mr. Gantu, you are suffering from what is known as the Sailor's Call." Gantu continued to listen as the odd Human pulled up a red cooler rummaging inside it. "You see, the Ocean is a siren. She is the great Temptress which calls to all men, the great Mermaid who sings her songs of life and freedom and adventure, and of course, the great Life Giver of food and balance. And just as the Ocean Goddess sings her songs for all to hear, we mortal men heed her call and follow. Every man has heard the Sailor's Call, following blindly into uncharted waters in hopes of pleasing the great Goddess, and fearing her wrath. We all hear her song, Mr. Gantu. You have heard her before." Dr. Buffett was giving him a knowing glance which almost made Gantu break out in a cold sweat. His mind flashed to when he was younger in his academy days; he just had his first taste of the new battle starship, Triple V Class, in the Horsehead Nebula. He remembered the sight outside the panoramic viewport; a vast scene of a black ocean shimmering with stars and colorful gases engulfing him. Memories of the excitement he felt, the adrenaline rush as he piloted through the uncharted space, the awareness of himself in the peaceful emptiness of star clusters… the ass kicking he got from his Commander for going off course… It was so worth it.

"Siren, Temptress, Mermaid, Goddess, whatever fellow sailors like ourselves call her," Dr. Buffett continued slicing a small green fruit and placing its juices inside a light amber colored liquid bottle. "We all listen to her enchanting melodies carried by the wind and venture out seeking the riches and legends her tales weave. We watch the horizon, waiting patiently for her to appear. And when she does, Mr. Gantu, that's when we know we have finally met our first great love." The Sharkman watched the green lime fruit float inside the clear glass bottle which was handed to him by the Professor. The Human's words swum around Gantu's head the more he let his mind go. His eyes fell onto the small figure standing next to him; She appeared to be staring at Dr. Buffett as he continued to talk, her warm brown eyes watching him intensely. She was transfixed in thought to his words, and Gantu could not help himself but become lost in his own mind. His eyes found themselves following the curves of her face, the sunlight illuminating her long brown hair, her island kissed skin, her intoxicating lavender scent filling his lungs… following the curves of her… bottom…

Gantu shook his head, trying to erase the thought from his mind. Blood rushing to his snout, Gantu could not believe his mind dared to think those thoughts of the Human. Blitznak, oh double, triple Blitznak! What was wrong with him? Thoughts like these had not entered his mind since… well a long time ago. This was Jenni, the little earth punk; she was just a human he had somewhat befriended on his stay of this pitiful island. She was a native of this planet. He was just a visitor from another world… not belonging to this small, primitive planet. She was a primitive Human. He was an Aquarian, member of a proud ancient race. She was on the opposite side anyway, on that little earth girl's side fighting against Hamsterviel's grasp on the experiments… on that blasted 626's side… And He, Gantu… was on the other side.

"Sharkman?" The sound of her soft feminine voice reached his ears. Gantu brought his attention to the earthling watching him with cautious eyes.

"Hmm?" Gantu caught Jenni raising her eyebrow at him and shot him a dirty look. Whenever she was annoyed or pissed at him, that puny earthling always gave him that look…

"You alright there, Gantu?" A small coy smile spread on Jenni's lips as Gantu gave her a look over. "Dr. Buffett asked if you're nursing your Corona." She gave a playful light laugh as Gantu felt his thoughts swirl around in his head. He made a quick glance down at the bottle in his hand. The thick smell reached his nose; Beer. This was something else he came to the realization of both other worldly travelers like himself and Humans shared in common. Beer. The big alien brought the tiny bottle to his mouth and let the small amount of liquid fall onto his tongue. It barely wet half his tongue. Oh well, Gantu placed the bottle on the barge, he had beer his size back on his ship…

"Nursing it, punk." He flashed a toothy smile down at Jenni, watching her reaction of sticking her tongue out at him.

"You two remind me of myself and my wife." Dr. Buffett laughed opening another beer bottle and handing it to Gantu. "When I first met my wife, she and I were competing for a job as lead marine biologist for a local research vessel. It started out as friendly competition, and then escalated to a rivalry to the point we were almost throwing each other overboard. It wasn't until she actually fell overboard and I fished her out that I really began to admire her determination, and well, her beauty. I began searching for another position in the company, and asked her out to dinner. The rest, as they say, is history."

It was then that he heard Jenni laugh. It was not her normal laugh he was used to, but she was laughing nonetheless. He thought there was a bright red flush on her cheeks, just under her sun kissed skin…

"Sounds like your mate is a very lucky woman, Dr. Buffett," Gantu tried to deflect his own unease at the human's comment, noticing Jenni's sudden relaxed composure. But a tiny voice inside him knew that was a load of blitz… In the pit of his stomach, he could feel that light fluttery sensation growing—He needed to push that away.

"More like I am a lucky man, my friend." Dr. Buffett began to sip his beer. "Just wait till you find that woman who makes you happy, angry, light-hearted, frustrated, nervous and horny all at the same time." The Professor laughed at the end till Gantu could not help but laugh himself at the hilarity of his statement. Odd Human indeed. Right, but odd.

"I'll take your word on that, Doc." The Sharkman brought the drop of beer to his tongue, and took notice to the sudden disappearance of the lavender scent. Red-faced and looking bothered, Jenni had moved onto the boat grabbing her duffle bag. Gantu could see her fluster.

"You guys are ridiculous." She hopped off the ship giving both men one last look over. "I gotta get back to the lab with our samples, Professor, who knows how long you'll have me there for."

"Just the basics for tonight, Jen," Dr. Buffett gave her a light wave. "I'm shutting lab down early tonight, it's Friday night." Gantu watched the smile grow on the Professor's face. "Me and the Mrs are having a party." To this the big Alien felt himself smile.

"It's 5 o'clock somewhere, right?" He was surprised by the reaction he got from the Odd Human.

"It's 5 o'clock now, time to party!" Gantu watched the Professor do some sort of odd jig to which the alien was not sure he wanted to be seen with the man…

"I'm heading out, boys, some of us have work to do~!" Jenni's voice reached his ears as he saw her waving up to him. "See you around, Sharkman." The fluttering feeling in the pit of his stomach was rising again; Gantu gave a small smile waving back watching her make her way out of the marina.

"S-see you around, earth punk…" His eyes never stopped following her until Jenni got into her black jeep and drove off, disappearing onto the main road. He did not notice the Professor had been watching him until he turned back towards the Marina's seaside front. The odd human happened to be rubbing his chin raising an eyebrow.

"Interesting…" Gantu felt a shot of unease erupt from his stomach, it was enough to make cold sweat form on his brow.

"What's interesting, Doc?" Gantu felt his deep voice soften from his natural bass tone. Oh Blitznak…

"Just an observation." Before Gantu's mind could form an explanation, Dr. Buffett was reaching deep into his pockets pulling out a circular object. It was small, black, with many numbers around the circumference and a red needle pointing out towards the sea. He recognized it immediately. "Here, a little gift from me to you." Dr. Buffett had his arm outstretched towards him with the small compass in his hand. As gently as he could, the Sharkman picked it up with his large fingers bringing it up to his gaze. "It's my thanks to you for your help with our research. And something my old man taught me." Gantu took notice to the seriousness of the Professor's demeanor, listening to his every word.

"There are moments in our lives where we loose ourselves; and when we are lost and in our darkest hour, it only takes one thing," Dr. Buffett paused his eyes connecting with Gantu's. "One thing to hold on to as we make the journey home. All you have to do is take that step forward to find your reason for traveling home." The Professor had hopped out of the charter vessel onto the dock with the rest of his belongings. He started making his way past a quiet Alien, when he turned to look at the Sharkman one more time.

"Be careful with her, she's very precious to me." Gantu felt his eyes widen almost feeling embarrassed about the speech he was given.

"Of course, Professor." He tried to flash a nervous smile. "Thank you… for the gift." With a sly smirk, the brilliantly odd human Professor shook his head and said the statement which made Gantu's heart skip a beat.

"I wasn't talking about the compass, Mr. Gantu. Have a good night."

His mind was swimming. The day's events had created a tornado in his already pounding head; now there was more fuel to the fire. He was not sure if he was growing angry or becoming insane from all the images of Jenni flashing inside his mind. Blitznak, double, triple, quadruple Blitznaking blitznak! It was enough his mind would display memories of that dream he shared with the earthling, but seeing her more and more in the waking real world was beginning to drive him mad. Certain emotional responses had risen within him he had not felt in years… it was all foreign to him and he did not like this…

He really did not like this….

He also did not like the stares that were given to him from the Marina patrons. He had not moved from his spot on the docks since everyone left, and his bottom was beginning to become sore. The big alien had been lost in his mind for the last two hours watching the planet's sun set and moon rise against the oceanic backdrop. As beautiful as the scenery was, Gantu had become lost in his mind over the Professor's words… sometimes glancing at the black compass in his hand and trying to shake himself out of the mindset.

He had to shake himself out of this. He already knew where he stood on this planet and on who's side he was working for… and unfortunately, he knew where Jenni stood opposite of him. Gantu felt the sigh escape him; He was alien to this world, she was a native. He was just on an assignment, a simple mission from Dr. Hamsterviel, which he was failing at horribly, to collect a bounty… again which happened to be taking a lot longer than anticipated. She was a young vibrant female, there was so much ahead of her… He was, well, getting old and stuck on this miserable mudball planet in a constant chase around the island… there was no future for him but to get off this planet, and then… return to his homeworld.

What was wrong with him?! His mind was screaming at him. She was a native, a NATIVE! He was an Aquarian, a member of a proud ancient race, a man who rose through the ranks and achieved one of the highest honors of the Galactic Federation as a star pilot! And Jenni… this earthling, this punk human native was making him fumble over his words, become embarrassed over small thoughts, creating that lightheaded feeling whenever he breathed in her lavender scent….

He felt his lung fill themselves with air instinctively, an intoxicating smell had traveled through the air causing his eyes to close as he inhaled it again. He knew it, he knew it too well, and yet he wanted experience the high of that lavender, sea island floral scent she gave him.

"Sharkman?" Gantu's eyes snapped open and he quickly turned around seeing a tiny figure watching him. She was wearing her signature purple tanktop with jean shorts and water shoes, her air dried hair was down laying against her back, and around her shoulder was that darn pink duffle bag she carried with her at all times. Jenni's warm brown eyes happened to be searching for his to connect to. She was bea—

"J-Jenni- Earth punk? What are you doing back here?" He watched Jenni shift her weight to her left hip as she raised an eyebrow. A white furred animal had ran from behind her and darted towards him, running up his back. The white blurr had jumped onto his knee and sat facing him; the nub of her tail wagging with her bright black eyes. Experiment 259, or Luna as he came to know her in the past few months, barked a cheerfully note at him. Gantu placed a finger on top of her head right behind the ear and gentle rubbed it.

"I was just gonna ask you the same thing, Big guy." Jenni had walked over next to him and sat down on the dock with him. She was gazing up at him smiling. "A little homesick are we?" He could hear the coy in her voice.

"Ha. Ha." He felt the sarcasm flow from him naturally to which made the Human smile wider. "Funny, punk, funny. You forget one thing, Jenni, unlike you earthlings, us Aquarians don't look so funny out in the sea."

"Whale, whale, whale," He heard her pun in the making. "I guess we earthlings are just as funny looking in the water as you Aquarians are funny looking on dry land. Do I have that right, Shamu?" She flashed a coy smile up to him her hand covering her mouth.

"You're lucky I cut back on red meat, otherwise I'm sure I'd be picking your bones out of my teeth." He watched as Jenni began to laugh at his 'threat,' well, more like pitiful banter… She said something during her giggle spasm about making him into some fin soup. He watched Jenni regain her composure with that wide smile of hers.

"Seriously, Sharkman, whatcha doing out here still?" her warm brown eyes regarded him with curiosity. He felt the sigh escape him.

"Getting rid of the headache." He lied. From the look on Luna's scrunched glare, she knew he was lying as well.

"Another one?" Jenni's voice caught his attention. "How long do they last?" Gantu was surprised to see the concern look Jenni was giving him. It made him uncomfortable.

"An hour or two, really Jenni, I'm fine." Again, Luna was giving him that glare… oh Blitznak.

"You sure you're not just homesick?" Jenni had tilted her head to the side leaning forward. Gantu felt himself chuckle at her question.

"Sometimes." He found his gaze searching the skies at the twinkling stars appearing on the dark tropical blue sky; instinct was seeking for the star that was his homeworld, but he knew he was too far away to see the quadrant. "I've been away for two earth rotations, almost one full rotation on my homeworld. Trying to blend in with you natives has been… surprisingly easy, but I miss walking down my old stomping ground sometimes."

"I can see that," He felt her shift around to another comfortable position. "What do you miss the most of your Homeworld?"

"The food, honestly." He chuckled as he continued to search the starry sky. "Don't get me wrong, you earthlings have interesting cuisine, but Blitznak do I miss me some home cooking." If he was right, the nebula which housed his native planet was right past the moon to the left. "There are times I miss my family; my younger brother, Pallu, calls me from time to time filling me in on news from beyond this primitive planet. Do you have any family on the island?"

"Most of my family's on the mainland," Jenni answered him, "My brother lives out here in the naval base so I'm staying with him for some time." He turned to look at her raising an eyebrow.

"Naval family? Earth punk, you keep surprising me." She was smiling up at him with a sly smirk.

"My father still serves as a diver. And you, I heard you were a Captain."

"I was." He wondered when she learned that. "I ironically followed in my own father's footsteps, enlisting into the Galactic Federation Aviation Force and worked my way up to holding the title Captain of the Galactic Armada. I was so close to surpassing my father's militant honor before I was discharged."

"Ohhh…. That sucks…" Jenni made a concerned face hearing the news, but a small sudden shy expression replaced it. "Well, Captain, any special ladies waiting for you when you get home?" To this question he let himself laugh loudly.

"Oh Cosmos no," He sighed still chuckling at the thought. "That um… that star cruiser left the docking bay a long time ago."

"Really? Surely you must have a sweetheart back home; you are a military man you know." He heard the playful tone in her voice.

"You're lucky I even converse with you, let alone a female of my own species." Gantu shook his head returning his gaze back up into the skies. "There was a time, a long time ago, when I did have a sweetheart as you humans say. We courted for a few cycles since we first met. She was… she was the one I was sure I would marry." He listened to the waves as a faint memory floated into his mind.

"What happened?"

"Oh, she rejected my betrothing proposal for some other guy. Kind of took it really hard back then." He paused for a moment, and then continued, "I was already in the Galactic Federation's Flight Division when she broke the news to me she was seeing someone else. I threw myself into my work and I became part of this group known as the Comets. Back in the day when you graduated flight school, the Comets were what you wanted to be. I was surprised when they sworn me in as one of them; to this day I'm still the youngest ever to be inducted into the Comets."

"What about if you return?" Gantu glanced down at her; he thought she seemed shyer than before they started talking.

"Honestly, Jenni, I don't think that's going to happen this lifetime. When I was young, I would think about having a mate and starting a family together, but that cruiser left the docking bay a long time ago…"

"You never know, Gantu." Her gaze happened to be looking down at the water under her feet. "You might not have met her yet, ya know? They say there are people you meet for a reason, when you know you found the right one, you just know." He found himself leaning down towards her, giving her an inquisitive look.

"And what about you, Miss? Breaking any hearts?" Luna had hopped onto his shoulder leaning forward as well. Her stare at Jenni was amusing.

"Eh, I'm kind of in a 'sort of' on again off again relationship; it's complicated." Was the earthling's response. She seemed nervous talking about it which added fuel to Gantu's amusement.

"Ahh…. One of those in between courtships. Between men, are we?" He could not help but smile seeing the red flush upon Jenni's cheeks. Her eyes flashed daggers at him to which made him laugh.

"No, you pervy old alien." He loved it when she was flustered. He really was a horrible person. "Just my current boyfriend happens to be my ex…" He heard Luna give a growl as Jenni revealed her little secret. Luna's nose was in the air with her head turned away with a pout.

"Sounds like to me that someone doesn't approve." Luna had turned to look at him, giving a low growl. "And I thought I was bad at dating." Luna huffed crossing her arms as she gave Jenni that accusing glare.

"Oh shut it, Gantu." Jenni snapped which just added to his amusement. "And who's side are you on, Luna? You live with me, I give you food!" Experiment 259 barked in a series of chatters which Gantu rolled his eyes at.

"She's young, 259. Just wait till reality runs her over with a battle cruiser, then she'll realize she's wasting her time…"

"I take offense to that!" He noticed Jenni's heated gaze at him, her nose scrunched and her arms crossed. He had to admit, she was adorable being mad. "He may be my ex but we still have feelings…"

"You sure it's a 'we'? And not just a 'you'?" Gantu felt his amusement die as a serious tone took control of his voice. She could not be that blind… When he observed Jenni biting her lower lip, he had his answer. He gave Luna a quick glance. "She'll learn." Luna sighed and shook her head before she ran down his arm onto the dock next to her Human. Jenni still had her arms crossed as she stared off into the starry sky above. Gantu noticed she was staring at a particular cluster of stars.

"That's odd," her voice was soft as if amazed. "I've never seen that constellation before." Gantu had followed her gaze to the right side of the moon, seeing the cluster of stars in an oddly familiar shape.

"Huh, that? The cluster of stars forming Juliann?" He was pointing out towards it.

"The what?"

"Juliann, the Mermaid." He turned back down to her but the look on her face told him she had no idea what in the cosmos he was talking about. "Your planet has legends and myths of great heroes and immortals, right? No one has ever talked about The Guardian? The hero traveling through the stars defending and protecting the innocent? The Cosmic Guardian?"

"The Cosmic Guardian?" Jenni was scrunching her nose. "I know there are many legends and myths of heroes and guardians, but never just one guardian traveling through space."

"Wow…" Gantu shook his head, and pointed to the Juliann constellation again. "I have a lot of work ahead of me… See those odd looking stars, that's the Mermaid Juliann, the Cosmic Guardian's great love. She was rescued by the Guardian and the two hit it off pretty well…"

"Hit it off, is that what romance is like on your planet, Sharkman?" He heard her snark at him. To his he could only reply,

"At least they knew it was a 'we.'"

Even after her cursing and her punch jabbed at his arm, which felt as if the wind grazed his skin, Jenni began to listen to him retell the legends of Cosmic Guardian. Stories and myths passed down from generations to generations, each legend becoming grander at the tale of the Cosmic Guardian's travels. From his adventures in the badlands, to his conquering of evil overlords, to his mission sent out from the great Mother Goddess to protect the innocent, and finally his rescue of the Mermaid, Gantu let the stories of his younger years spill out into the night. The earthling sitting next to him soaked in every sentence, hanging to every word of the Cosmic Guardian's stories, remarking how her favorite was one of the Mermaid herself. It dawned on him how familiar this all played out to him…

How strangely familiar this all seemed…

As if he… Dreamed this before…

Dreamed…

Luna had slipped back into the behind the two larger beings sitting on the pier. She had slowly crept backwards giving the couple of beings some distance. She watched the large Aquarian male talk and retell stories of legends and myths of heroes among the stars, and her Earthling female owner listening with intense curiosity. Luna felt herself smile. For the moment, she could see the bond of the dream realm they had shared starting to form between them; there was a soft golden glow forming around her Jenni's upper chest area, though Gantu's was still in the process of forming.

The main question was; will Gantu form that bond?

Luna sat watching the two beings converse. It was really up to them now. She had found the two of them and brought them together in the dream realm, but now, if they wanted the life they shared in the dream world, they had to make it work. Luna could only show them small tidbits as reminders of the beautiful life they shared, the future they could have… And deep down she knew when both of them were lost, she could show them the full dream. Her eyes landed on the Aquarian male; for the moment he seemed to start the process of forming the connection with her Human owner, but she was wary… His future was uncertain.

She had seen the two paths the Aquarian could follow; one being the destructive path he was on, full of bitter regrets and dark deeds consuming him. And the other being the one where he would share a life with Jenni if she chose that route with him. Jenni had two paths as well; but they were decided upon Gantu's own actions.

It was up to Him, what side he would choose…

It was up to Him, to find his own happiness…

It was up to Him…

Luna continued to sit watching the two dream travelers converse under the moonlight, and she could not help the smile spreading upon her face.

"And so, the Dream repeats Itself… Oh the beautiful, adventurous life the Mermaid and the Guardian will have…

When Men were mere Mortals and the Gods ruled the Skies,

One can only dream of becoming Divine.

To Serve and Protect, to Fight and Survive,

Until the Kiss of Death reaches Thy and Intertwines.

For Honor, For Glory, The Code and Thee Life,

Thy Battle is Mine, A Warrior's Strife.

I, mere Mortal, challenge the Skies,

I, mere Mortal, will become Divine."