Chrysalis of the Creator

Chapter 7

She felt their breath on her face, she felt their hands the invasion of her body. She screamed.

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Michael's' arms were again around Nara. This time he held her across his lap cradling her like the tiny creature she was. How the hell had she done that, controlled his A.I.? He had personally programmed the unit to ensure security and loyalty and with a simple voice command Nara had overridden it. He would have to get into the core of the code to see what that command was.

But not now, now he was content to just hold her. To feel her soft body molding to his. Nara's body began to twitch and jerk. The movements became wilder and more frantic she began to fight. She was so much stronger than she looked.

"Nara you are safe wake up, wake up little echo wake up." Michael cooed rather than restrain her he just caged her allowing her body to move but ensuring she did not harm herself.

Her body eventually stilled and softened, he looked down and her beautiful hazel-grey eyes looked into his.

"Hello little Echo."

"You will teach me how to fight." Michael knew it was not a request it was a command.

"Yes, little echo."

"I want to never be that defenseless again." Her voice flat but determined.

"But you fought and they were so much bigger than you. You didn't give up." Michael retorted.

Drawing back sharply she recoiled from his embrace. "You saw!" Nara was horrified at the thought that Michael had seen what the attackers had done to her.

"Yes, but I could not get to you in time."

Nara's fingers when to the pocket that contained her little stones. Rubbing her fingers over them finding she found the peace and calmness she so desperately needed at that moment.

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It was several days later when Nara stood in the middle of the five who had withdrawn her from her own timeline. While not quite as big as Michael they were still massive men. All with angelic faces and beautiful eyes which at this moment were looking at her mirthfully.

Michael had gone through the ritual dance of the fight showing both offensive and defensive moves. He had run through this several times. She had then decided to take up a stance as the defender to the circling men's offensive positions. Giving a command to attack.

Firstly, they looked at her in astonishment and now downright disbelief. None would attack a defenseless small female such as her especially after what they had seen her go through.

Michael seeing his men's hesitance, even he was hesitant but barked, "Uriel attack."

Uriel stepped forward, casually coming up to Nara in an attempt to just grab her on the shoulders to restrain her. With one motion Nara dropped down sweeping the man's feet from beneath him schooling him like a green cadet. He had not even had the opportunity to counter the movement or reduce the ferocity. There was an audible gasp as his body hit the practice mat.

Seeing the mat clear, Michael then called for Williamson to present himself. He had observed how swift her first defensive move was so Williamson took his time and they circled. As if to tire of waiting for him to move, Nara straightened and put her hands on her hips. Williamson took that moment to attack. She easily sidestepped landing an elbow to his lower back. Causing him to gasp in pain as she connected with the kidney area.

So it was that each man in turn attacked and each man would receive similar treatment. None had been able to get purchase on her and she was defending well but Michael knew that this was not what would keep her safe. Nara needed to learn how to extract herself from a situation where she had been captured. So it was that he came up behind her. Clamping his arm around her waist he lifted her off the ground. To any observer, she would have looked like a rag doll being captured.

Michael whispered only for her to hear. "Fight or you are mine." She stiffened and strained against his hold.

Kicking punching but Michael would just switch her from one side to the other.

"Are you fighting or just playing, fight." Michael's words again another harsh whisper.

She redoubled her efforts. Now Michael switched his hold from her waist to her throat. Not squeezing just holding but she was on her toes. She punched kicked scratched and bit. She did not give up.

Michael then caged her arms behind her back within one of his massive hands and drew her close. "Fight!"

Every man in the circle when to step forward to defend the little creature against the Commanders perceived attack.

"Stand!" he growled.

Again, he looked into her eyes. "Fight little echo."

At that moment Nara felt a surge of power, white-hot and raging. Her arms flew apart forcing Michael to release her. She grabbed his other hand that was still at her throat and dug her thumb into the soft pressure point of his hand forcing him to release her. Punching both palms into his chest she propelled Michael's body off the mat.

Landing to one knee he grunted knowing he had just been on the blunt end of the power of transference. "Very good little echo."

Nara instantly dropped to her knees, her body momentarily spent. She looked at her hands in her mind's eye they were famed by a white halo. Then looking up to see the men standing around her. They were glowing, each surrounded by solid rich colours, all were different and she then looked to where Michael was. His body was surrounded by a rainbow of colour. Deep hues of blue red green mainly but there were also purples oranges and yellow. The vision made her catch her breath, he was beautiful.

Michael caught sight of Nara's eyes no longer a deep hazel grey but the now swirling silver and gold. She was again accessing her power but this time it was the more ancient wisdom of soul gazing. A very primitive power something much stronger much older.

Soul gazing was the instant ability to see someone's soul and aura clearly. This ability was used by the creator to see who was loyal and who was not. There was no magic or power capable of tricking, it saw what lay at the heart of every soul. Regardless of species it was always accurate.

Moving to her he asked. "Nara what are you seeing?"

"Colours!" She looked each man over head to toe. Looking at Uriel she offered. "You are the most amazing purple I have ever seen." Then Williamson, "green oh creator forest green, deep cool and calm." Switching to Michael she started, "you are..." not wanting her to publically divulge his aura he placed his fingers to her lips.

"Later," he whispered. "Do you want to continue or shall we finish for today?"

Nara rose, gave herself a little mental shake and her vision cleared. "Continue,"

The rest of the session was spent with pain stunners the sticks used to simulate the laser blade. This too she showed mastery and all enjoyed their bouts with her. But she was now tiring and dropping her arm and Williamson was able to duck a stunner under her arm to touch against her rib cage, right where the dagger had been thrust in so deep.

Causing her to cry in pain, the man instantly dropped his stunner and went to her side. "My apologies Nara."

"It is fine Williamson." She waved him off. "I was the one who dropped their guard."

"Come, that is enough for now." Michael offered Nara his hand she rose offered each man a salute of thanks and was gone.