The Saviour

Chapter 23

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Yautja Text: bolded

Catherine's POV

She stared at Yautja before her, wanting to display no fear whatsoever though it didn't help from her violently beating heart. Catherine glanced behind her at the weak Paya and grimaced, "please go I'll be alright." She'd softly say hoping that the older warrior wouldn't put up a fight, Catherine knew she wouldn't be able to fight these Yautja on her own.

Paya glared at the group in front of them then she'd slowly look at the small human a few feet in front of her. "We'll get you back. You won't be with these mar'cte's for long." Paya had spit the word 'mar'cte's' with disgust and anger, though her voice was quiet enough the others wouldn't hear.

Catherine turned back as the Yautja started to return to the camp, limping badly with a few droplets of fluorescent blood. She looks at the group whom had taken moves towards her as she laid her hand nonchalantly on the dagger to take it out when necessarily.

She approached the female Yautja and stopped a few feet in front of her, the Yautja looked Catherine up and down. "Your not what I expected for the cure of our species." Her eyes narrowed. "What did you expect then?" The Yautja would look curious then turn slightly to one of the other Yautja.

She would then slide out the dagger with the intention to stab the Yautja in the weak spot in her armour. Though the Yautja would catch her wrist midway with a low snarl. Catherine grimaced but kept a grip on the knife as she would tighten her grip to the point it hurt so much she had to drop it.

As she did, the female would then pull Catherine's wrist towards her. As she did she punched her in the stomach making her hunch over as the air rushed from her lungs. She gasped for breath, her free arm clutching her stomach but her wrist wasn't free yet. The female then grabbed her hair with one fist and yanked her up to where they were face to face.

"I'll admit, you aren't what I expected for a measly ooman. Though you shouldn't have done that." Catherine tried to get her hands off of her hair while she still tried to get her air back. The Yautja abruptly dropped her to her knees as she took two deep breaths before her breathing had begun to return to normal.

Then another Yautja grabbed her and picked her up, making her try to get away. Though he only growled which made her nervousness rise but stopped moving, there was really no point. What would struggling even do for her favour? It seemed nothing would help right now besides if the clan somehow found her in this current moment.

They began to leave, quickly and she was unprepared. The Yautja would suddenly jump into a tree with barely any preparation, it shocked her just how high he ha jumped. He then proceeded to jump to more trees, easily gripping them with one hand and leaping to the next over and over again. She tried not to look at the towering ground and buried her head in her arm as she tried to remain calm.

'I can't believe I'm doing this.' She thought grimly to herself. This tree-jumping continued for what seemed like ages until they had landed on solid ground. The Yautja put her down without warning but she was able to land on her feet and looked around quickly. It seemed they were very deep in the forest, high trees reached over them with wide canopies. Wide enough that only small streams of sunlight could reach the ground she stood on now.