The Invasion

Chapter 15 Consequences and Coming to Terms

I was sleeping, that I knew, but I was still trapped in the nightmare, I was fighting the Angus with all my might, and I heard Filipe screaming... I rushed to his side, but it wasn't as fast as it should have been. When I got to him, he was already wounded, and dying. I screamed in sorrow, and I felt a pair of arms coming around me, and I turned around to see Blarion there.

I felt so guilty. I stepped away from his arms, looking from him to Filipe, and from Filipe to him. How could I explain this? To myself, to humanity, to Filipe's soul on the other side. How could I explain the betrayal of myself?

I turned and ran, very far, very fast. But it was only a dream, and I woke up. I woke up with Blarion shaking me, and I looked down to see both of us naked. I felt utterly broken, and what's worse, I felt broken by my own hand. How could I have been so stupid as to have sex with this alien? The killer of the human race.

My chest hurt under the strength of my self disgust, and I stepped away from him.

"This should never have happened. It was wrong and I regret it." I murmured. I felt his hurt through the mind connection and yet, it was indifferent to me. If he wanted my simpathy, then he should let my people go. He should be more humane and compassionate. He should help us, and protect us, if he loved me as he said he did, he would save my people. For me, for them.

His eyes showed he had listened to my thoughts.

"Get dressed and come with me." He said.

"Where?" I was and am suspicious of him.

"To help me to release your people and to prevent more deaths." He was being honest I could tell.

"Shower first. I'm filthy." I said, refering to the dirt i had in my hair because of the days of escape, never mentioning the fire and sweat and blood of the fight, and now, lastly, the telltale signs of having had sex with him, smears of blood on my thigs.

"Through that doorway" He pointed out, and I went.

****************Blarion's POV

Her thoughts were true. " If he wanted my simpathy, then he should let my people go. He should be more humane and compassionate. He should help us, and protect us, if he loved me as he said he did, he would save my people. For me, for them." She was right. If I loved her as she had the right to be loved, then I should help the humans. To help them survive. But to know that, we needed to know their limitations, which we didn't. So the first step to help them, would be to understand them, and even though Lana wasn't a strictly normal human, so to speakm, she knew and understood those who were.

On the vow of my life, and the love I had for her, I had to help her. If I could just find a way of apologizing them all for our mistakes...

*************Lana's POV

I took a very quick shower, although it was a bit painfull since I was very sore. But pain didn't matter and I had things to do.

I went outside in towel and looked at Blarion. "My clothes?" I asked.

He pointed to the chair and I noticed with a LOT of surprise that all my fighting suits were here, along with my normal clothes.

"We took them with us. I didn't want you to be short of clothing."

I looked through all of them, and I decided for my favourite black fighting suit with neon blue swirlings. But I chose a different model. I chose a sleeveless, v-neck one, and allowed everyone to see my marks and wounds. Since I had no problem with my body, or shame in myself, I simply dropped the towel, and got dressed. Underwear, suit pants, suit shirt, high heeled combat boots, and honestly not giving a damn about Blarion, daggers.

"Where are my swords?" I said.

"In there." He said, pointing to a bundle. "No one was able to touch them without falling out in pain. The only human who could was Zeph." I looked at him so fast I almost broke my neck. My head was swirling with questions, so fast I was even unable to speak.

"Yes he's alive, and unharmed. As much as possible I mean." I narrowed my eyes at the added bit, but went over to my swords, and put on my scabbards, which matched my whole suit and arm swirlings, and put Kyu and Sagi-chi in them. Before he could speak though, I stood up and drew my swords out. I wasn't fighting this time, but I needed to feel my body moving in sync with them. Blarion stepped several feet backwards, as if knowing what I wanted, which, probably, he did.

I moved so fast I was only a blurr of movement, I fough invisible enemies and by the end of 5 minutes of non-stop movement, I was satisfied and calmer than I had been in a long time.

"Okay, ready, let's go."

He took me through metal shutters and hallways and I realized we were in one of their space ships.

"Where are we going, and what are we gonna do?" I demanded.

"We're going to speak to my people's doctors. I want you to teach us how fragile humans are. We have killed millions without meaning to, We only wanted capture but they died. We want to know why so that we can stop it."

He took me to a white room where a female alien was sitting. She had the same yellow eyes as Blarion, but wasn't as pale, her hairl was more of a golden shade of blond than white, and she had on strange looking clothes.

"This is Meeta, the head scientist of our expedition."

"Hello Meeta." I replayed coldly.

"She will help us understand why we kill humans so much." Blarion explained to her.

"Very well. Let's start."

And the interrogation began.