The Saviour

Chapter 11

Catherine's POV

...Three Days Later...

The next thing everyone knows the fuel on the mothership was full and they were back in the stars. Catherine had to admit she was somewhat relieved they were leaving. For now, she was sitting in the med bay having more Yautja be healed by her 'magic blood.'

After a few more minutes Gwan took the IV out and put it aside, telling her she was good to go. She smiles a little and stands up fully leaving the room. Since learning about what that Yautja had told her she was a little out of it.

Well she didn't really know anything was quite wrong until NightClaw had gotten onto her case about avoiding the other Yautja. Of course she was avoiding them. Her ridiculous mind was a little angry her mother didn't tell her, the Yautja around her knew and most importantly, she couldn't remember her father. The only memory in a picture that she could never remember in the first place.

Right now she had just wrapped up eating something and got up to leave the Mess Hall. But of course like freaking always NightClaw stopped her halfway to her room. "What is it?" She asks trying to seem even a little bit enthusiastic about talking to him.

"I need to talk to you."

"This can't wait?" She snaps slightly.

He looked a little surprised ish but it had quickly subsided. "No it can't." Stiffly the Yautja states as the two headed somewhere to speak privately which turned out to be NightClaw's room.

Once inside she glances around it for a second as she had never been in it before. It was quite similar to her room, table, living furniture and a large fur quilted bed. Though the one he used was pale with several exotic colours of spots and stripes along it and looked more fuzzy then hers. On his walls were several shelves which inside were skulls of all types, small, medium and large.

The most noticeable one she could see was above the bed frame of his bed and was what the Yautja called a queen xenomoprh skull. Beside it were several smaller xenomorph skulls along with tail tips and their secondary mouths. If your currently wondering how she knew these things about xenomorphs, while she was recovering from the battles an enthusiastic Kirvan was teaching her the anatomy of different creatures namely xenomorphs.

The only other thing able to be seen was a little bit of his armoury which had a lot of different types of armour and outfits. She was going to think of something else but was interrupted by NightClaw started talking.

"Mind explaining why you left the ship a few days back? Alone and at night?" He asks with a sarcastic tone and pulled up a file from his wrist gauntlet. Presenting a video of her sneaking out of the ship.

Catherine could feel dread come over her seeing the video and clenches her jaw uncomfortably. Which seemed to be quite the habit of hers but back to the subject.

NightClaw looked like he was trying very hard to control his anger- which he was. She doesn't respond because she literally had no clue how she could get out of this. He would be pissed for whatever she could tell him. 'Yeah I went to the dark alley and talked to a random Yautja who was creepy.' If she said anything close to that he would become 'overly OVERLY protective Yautja.'

'Oh, and plus my dads a Yautja! But you knew that already didn't you?' She cursed to herself silently as she was thinking about what to say. He growls crossing his arms attempting to be patient which was wearing thin.

"I went to talk to someone." She simply said without thinking about it. NightClaw looks surprised at what she said.

"Who was it?" He says slowly.