Daughter Of The Dragon

Chapter Four

My arrival on Doristan did not go unnoticed. I was to start at the academy in three weeks. My grandparents were teaching me all about the culture and I had language lessons. Apparently what I call English is called standard throughout the galaxy. The Doristani language is a bitch to learn. Their alphabet is a combination of Cyrillic and Arabic.

It was then I learned about King Twest. Twest has been in power for the last 90 years. From what I was told, I can live probably to 150. Twest has been power hungry for years and wanted more planets to control. Twest's great grandfather started the need for more territory.

Life on Doristan never used to be like that before King Rosht, Twest's great grandfather took power. The Doristani people are powerful warriors that used to be considered noble. The Army on the planet used to be part of the Republic Confederate which broke ties with Doristan when Rosht took power. The Republic Confederate has been at war with Doristan for the last 400 years. Doristan used to participate in what sounds like an Olympics with Doristan on top of the podium in many events.

Uncle Xavid was paying for his actions and Aunt Wrenna was making him sleep on the floor and his back was not happy. I learned I have two cousins who just started at the academy and are my age.

Uncle Xavid was pushing the fitness to the extreme. He put weights on me when I ran and he put me on a treadmill to make me run ultra fast.m

"You are out of your mind. No human moves like that."

Xavid had a knowing look. "Yes and you are not human, well fully human. You are going to be doing what you would think is impossible."

By the end of training for the day, I was ready to pass out. I hurt all over. My diet had to change due to me being here. Meat is to be consumed at every meal. Apparently we have very fast metabolisms and we need the protein.

Something I did learn about from grandfather is the underground resistance to get Twest off the throne. My aunt, uncle, and grandparents are part of the resistance and they had to act loyal in public.

"Hating politicians is something universal. On Earth, we call politicians professional liars. They all suck and there has never been a good one."

Then there was the joy of explaining the different types of governments on Earth. I did the best I could even though I suck at history and government.

Uncle Xavid seemed a little surprised. "How the hell do you live under a non centralized government. I know our king sucks but still. There must be a lot of problems."

He has no idea. "There is always a war going on someplace on Earth. Earth has never known peace."

There was much about Earth I explained to them but there again, it has to do with my father. When I explained the UFC, grandfather cracked up.

"That's the second perfect job for a Doristani other than being in the military."

They learned about the Olympics and dad winning. It did give my grandfather some pride in knowing what my father had accomplished.

Grandmother and Aunt Wrenna were showing me around the planet. Doristan is much, much smaller than Earth. I had to get proper clothing of what a female Doristani wears, plus uniforms for the academy. Shopping with grandmother and Aunt Wrenna is scary. When we got home, I distanced myself between the shopping fiends. Grandfather saw my reaction.

"So Cyra, you survived shopping with your grandmother and aunt. I am surprised you are alive." Grandfather was snickering and grandmother decked him in the shoulder.

"Cyra; if you have to go shopping, make sure you do it alone. It's even worse when your cousins are around. If you even suspect that they are planning to go shopping, make yourself scarce. A Doristani is not supposed to run from a fight but I think running from a fight when it comes to shopping is a good idea. It's called self-preservation."

Now I was laughing. My grandfather sounds mean and gruff and with the giant scar on his cheek, he could scare the crap out of you. Grandfather has a wicked sense of humor.

Something that I did need done before starting the academy was a physical and shots. The shots are less barbaric than the shit on Earth. They are given through a feather pen that barely even scratches the skin. I went over my medical history with the doctor. I felt a little better having a female doctor because I also had to discuss women's health issues such as my periods.

Now, you would think being 5'8 would move you out of the short category as a female but not on Doristan. Women on Doristan are between 6'0 to 6'4. Men are 6'6 to 7'0. Apparently by their standards I have a form of dwarfism. It is not unheard of it if I am to ever have children on this planet, I would need a c-section.

The fun part would be telling aunt Wrenna the results. "The doctor said I have dwarfism but other than that, I am perfectly healthy."

Peace and quiet did not last for long when uncle Xavid came in and heard it all. "My dear niece Cyra, you have given me so much material that I can start to make fun of you with."

Grandmother can put the fear of God into any living being and she had her hands on her hips. "Xavid, not another word. Cyra, I am glad you are healthy but dwarfism runs on your grandfather's side of the family."

There was relief, I am not the only one and I can fight back from insults. I took shit from many of my classmates about my father being dead. Life is starting to get better again. The grief counselor who I saw after dad died said you have to make a new normal for yourself and a new normal for me is life on Doristan.