Worthy Of A Yautja

Chapter 11:

***Reneta's Pov***

-Another Nightmare-

Screaming.... Screams filled the air. I'm not sure how many of the kids were crying and screaming out because of pain. Many were asking to die. Begging for the guards or to anyone that would listen to kill them. 

I was once like that. I had asked for death, but no one would answer my plea. After about the seventh or eighth injection of the blue serum that Doctor Kaccius had created, I became almost numb to it. Not get me wrong, it hurt like a bitch and I'd scream and struggle against my restrains just like everyone else. But the more I endured, the shorter the pain seemed to last. 

Well that was until Doctor Kaccius and Doctor Samuel came up with a secondary blue, well almost black serum and started testing the kids with it. Me and my group were the first few to try to experimental serum. It was a nightmare. The screams. The cries. The hallucinations. The cold and heat sweats. Just a complete nightmare. 

When I first felt the new serum, I thought I was dead. The way that I saw the world and what was happening to me. It was an out-of-body experience. I could see the serum underneath my skin. It was like my veins were being colored from the inside out. My eyes. My beautiful green eyes turned to a neon violet purple color. Things that shouldn't have happened, happened and not only to me. Everyone that survived the serum and it's affects, their genetics were either completely changed or almost completely changed. For me, Alyssa and the others in our group were the only ones out of like two hundred kids to survive round two.  

Kids that you'd talk to one day, wouldn't be there the next and everyone knew why. I lost my brother because of them. I would hear him crying and whimpering all night long in the cell next to me.

Round three was a plague of illness and deaths. Probably the worse of the rounds. I remember waking up one morning to hearing my brother fighting against something or someone. After about ten minutes and six guards walking away from his cell. I picked up a piece of broken glass and reached outside my cell to see into my brother's. The slight of seeing my brother foaming at the mouth and drawing his last breath in his cell still haunts me to this day. The look in his eyes when he looked at me through the glass. He was scared and alone in that awful cell and I couldn't help him. 

I was up next, and with the same results. I was injected with round three into the neck and left on the floor of my cell, withering in pain and having seizure after seizure. My vision was coming in and out as I begged for help, but hear anything in return. I could feel the foam seeping out of my mouth and feeling like I was choking on it. All I remember after that was waking up shaking and having a hard time breathing. 

I hated that I lived and my brother didn't. I hated that my body was more compatible with the serums, than his was. I hated that I had to suffer through all this pain with no end in sight. I, like so many others wanted it to end..... and I could have. That piece of glass was there. I could have used it.... But chose not to. I wanted to be strong, for me, for my brother and everyone that had to suffer like I did. I wanted to be strong for them. I think that's why I and my group lived through our rounds, upon rounds of torture and suffering. 

-----End of the Nightmare-----

I woke with a start. Sweat was covering my face, my arms and my chest. Another nightmare. I just sat there in bed, then slowly looked over at the small computer like screen pad that Blood-Moon had given me right before he left. 'You can use this to talk to me any time you need to. Don't hesitate to use it,' his words played in my head as I looked at it. It was close to being midnight. So maybe he wouldn't be busy. But I also thought, 'what if he's asleep? I don't want to wake him if he is.' But I needed to. I picked it up and opened the channel. 

"Mate." I typed. He had changed mine to human text to help with figure out what everything was. It really helped. 

I was surprised that it didn't take long at all for him to get back to me. "My mate what's wrong?" He was getting right to the point. Though I don't just using mate that often and when I have, it's always when I'm upset about something. 

Tears formed in my eyes. "I.... I just wanted to talk to you... to you about something." There was no response at first. About twenty minutes went by and nothing. I was beginning to think that he was busy with something and that I was disturbing him and the hunt. 

"About what my love?" He finally replied back. 

I held back a sob. "I just wish you were here," I typed and hit send. I wasn't sure if I should've just said that, so I typed more. "I just wish I could talk to you about the nightmares I've been having." 

"NIGHTMARES!!!" I kind of got scared when I read the word and seeing that it was all in caps. "What Nightmares, My Love?"

I went into great detail about the nightmares and what had happened to me, Alyssa and all the others. It was time that I shared this information with Blood-Moon. It wasn't fair that I had kept him in the dark for all this time. Once I had told him everything and he messaged me back saying that he was returning home, I was glad but told him he didn't have to. That talking with him and telling him about the trauma and everything, actually made me feel so much better and happy. Happy to know that Blood-Moon was supportive of me. 

"I'm Coming Home!" His last reply read. "I Don't Care If You Tell Me Not To. I'm Coming Back Home To You And Our Pups. My Father Has Given Me A Pass From The Practice Hunt This Time. So I'll Be Back At The Ship In A Couple Hours. See You Then, My Love."

Laying the pad back on the nightstand and laid down. The twins were moving around and kicking here and there. I giggled placing my hand on my almost perfectly round belly and they wen't crazy. They loved it when either I or Blood-Moon touched anywhere near them. I fell back to sleep with a smile on my face. 

Coming to I was snuggled up again a really huge, but really warm chest. He must've returned and quietly got into bed when he saw that I had fallen back to sleep. He was sound sleep with one arm wrapped around me, while the other was resting on the side of my belly. The twins weren't moving as much now, but I could definitely feel them moving their arms and legs. I just smiled and well, fell back to sleep.