Brave Heart

8 : The Worse Nightmare

She woke up abruptly as she felt the ship jerked and shaking. She tried to get up but her foot caught a slipper and she stumbled.
She sat on a chair and buckled up in case if the ship turned upside down or break into half.
The ship shaking and jerking for about 20 minutes while she closed her eyes shut and pray silently to the God. A loud bang and clank sound can be heard then she unbuckled the belt and walked to the window.
"Where the fuck is this moron are landing now?," she spoke to herself and sighed. Eclair went to the small toilet inside of the room to do her own business and changing. She has no idea from where that big fucker moron take or steal the new clothes for her.
She saw a pair of flat high knee boots and a short black dress.
"He really wanna see me looks like a street whore isn't he!," she huffed and tossed the black dress aside.
She then look into the drawer to find anything to wear, at least a proper clothes to wear. She shook her head, giggled, wondering how does this alien or where does he buy or steal few ooman clothing for her to choose.
Eclair then found a black top and black pants that match with flat boots.

She whistled to herself once she's done. "Wow! So Gothic," she laughed looking at herself in the mirror.
The metal door hissed and she walked out from the toilet but the alien who entered the room was not the big black one, he's slightly smaller, brown skin with dark spots on his chest and thighs, but he also have a red stripes along his arms and legs.
"Who are you?," she asked.
"Greetings, ooman. My name's Dachande," he said pointed to his chest.
She rolled her eyes, the word 'oomans' annoyed her so much.
"Okay. Dachande. I have a name. And my name's Eclair. Got it?," she raised her brows and pointed to herself. Dachande snorted and asked the woman to follow him.
She then realized that they arrived inside of the bigger ship, she looked around and met so many Yautja in the ship and seems like they were busy.
'Perhaps this is the mother ship' she talked to herself.
All of sudden, Dachande pressed her head down and she yelped because of his action. She saw Dachande stopped walking and stay silent. Wanting no trouble, she obeyed what Dachande had told her.
The click clack sound between them made her feel uneasy. She wanted to looked who was standing in front of her, but remembered what Kith'du told her, she remain silent and just listen.
"So she is that ooman female?," her eyes widened when she heard a female voice. So it was an alien female.
"She is," Dachande gave her simply reply. The giant female snorted and began to circle the small ooman female.
"How can Kith'du be so stupid by bringing her here in our ship!," she growled deeply and sniffed the ooman female's scent.
The giant female cupped Eclair's little chin by force and made her gasped. She won't open her eyes even she urged to do so. "What's your name, ooman!," she demanded.
"My name's... Eclair," she replied, still shut her eyes tight.
"Now look at me," the Yautja female grunted. Slowly eclair opened her eyes and she felt her heart stopped.
She was very tall. A perfect hourglass body with 8 foot 8 tall and her muscles toned, bigger chest and perfect hips, long black dreads adorned with metal ranks and jewelleries. Light green colour with dark spots like a leopard. And yes, she was so beautiful. She had a pair of blue eyes with a cat eye shaped.
Eclair couldn't take her eyes of her as she stared at her with an awe looking in her face. The female growled and glared dagger to her.
"You're... You're so beautiful," she didn't aware those words slipped from her mouth. The female was surprised and stepped back and looked at her curiously.
"O- oh. Did you said I'm beautiful?oh my," she saw the female began to blushed.
"You didn't flustered just to impressed me don't you?," she grunted and lower herself to look at the small ooman female.
"Nope. I mean it. You're beautiful. That's it," she replied with a stern voice. The tall female, is named Tul'ya. She's a half sister to that damn bastard, Kith'du.
She then was taken to the new 'house' and there she was bathed with the help from females aseigan. She yelped and objected at first but those females are damn powerful.
"Don't you throw my clothes away. Coz I'm not wearing something that will make me feels like first class ancient whore!," she shouted and yanked the towel from one of the aseigan. They bowed to her and walked out from her room.
Eclair sat at the edge of the large bed, wondering who's this quarters belongs to. The stuffs were neatly organised, and the decorations were all expensive, she assumed. She walked to the left and saw a dark room, switched on the light and wow! It was a large dojo room or it's more to training room. Various types of weapons are organized neatly.
Then she walked to the living room. There are no television or radio like human house have, but a mega flat screen lies on the wall. A giant size of sofas are made of furs and pelts, a triangle desk, a chair.
When she wanted to walk to the kitchen, another aseigan, a male Yautja came in and brought her food and drinks.
"I didn't order any of these," she said and smile to him. He lowered his head and said, "your master asked me to give these to you" and he walked away. She was shocked and scrunched her brows.
"What? My master? Kiss my ass!," she shouted and kicked the chair beside her.
"Great! I've been kidnapped by a weird looking almost 8 foot tall alien, and he brought me inside of this... Fucking ship! So what's next huh? He's gonna rape me? Ohh no no no! I won't let it happened! No fucking way!," she grunted as she walked back and forth, biting her fingers.
"Ooman and it's weird attitude," she jumped back as the husky voice male spoke behind her. She huffed and glared dagger at him.
"I don't know for what purpose you keep me here. To be your servant? Or your pet? No way dude! Kiss my ass!," she spat and walked to another room but she tripped and fell on her stomach. She heard he clicked, laughing at her.
"It's not funny you jerk!," she stood up and swiped her hair back. Kith'du pulled two small tubes that attached to his metal mask and made a loud hiss sound. Eclair stared at him with wonder.
He then pulled his mask off and he showed her his real face. Eclair didn't scream or flinched, she crossed her arms and raised her brows.
Suddenly, he roared loudly on her face. She squeaked and her toes almost hit the metal table.
"You need to spare mint candy in your pocket," she scrunched her nose and glanced at him.
"You didn't scared?," he asked.
"Scared? Hah? You're not God," she hissed and back to her table to enjoy the weird foods.
He chuckled and sit in front of her. His icy blue eyes met her fiery hazel gaze, they stared each other for a moment and she almost chocked on her food.
"I may be not a God. But I am the law," he replied and growled lowly. She stared at him and drink a water. "Yeah. Whatever... what's your name again mister?," she asked again, sarcastically. "I am the clan leader. My name's Kith'du," he stood up, towering her small figure.
"And you ooman. Don't ever call me by name. You must address me as your master or call me clan leader. And I have the right to call you whatever I want! I won't repeat for the second times, so I hope you will understand me. Do I make myself clear?," he said and roared again. She cupped both of her ears and shut her eyes.
"Crystal clear," she replied and watched Kith'du went into his bedroom. She sighed and felt her kneea shaken. Why? I never bowed to anyone! But why him? That sore bastard? She huffed and finished her halfway eaten meals.