Brave Heart

29 : A Promise Is Still A Promise

Waiting for her son while she cloaks and hide on top of the tree. She will bring her son with her to Yautja Prime even though she truly understand the consequences.
              'That ooman aseigan brings back her suckling together? Here in our sacred land?'
              'Ooman has no honor. I don't know what does her little brain inside her small skull thinking about.'

She could feel they will talk like that - 200% for sure. Those are not their words, just yet. Eclair can feel there will be many Yautjan will mock her and L'arja for bringing another ooman suckling with them.
Another beep from her gauntlet. She take a look, there's a message from her mate.
Her eyes widen at the name that her mate mentioned in the message. "Kith'du?" she silently whisper.
             "Just what does your leader think he's doing? Why do you let him come to earth?," she scowled and huffed. "Relax my mate. He said he just want to visit. Not to hunt," Eclair rolls her eyes at the word. Pauk him!
             "You're the one who should welcomed him. You know that I'm not going to do that," she  reply before end the call. The school bell rings, and that's mean she'll get her son and have a lunch with him.

//time skip//

          "You're late today, hun," his grandma greets him with a thin smile on her wrinkly face.
"Uh, yeah. I... I had a study group with friends. Sorry I didn't tell you earlier,"the old woman giggles and shakes her head. Patting her grandson gently on his head, she brought him his favorite evening treats - hot cinnamon rolls with chocolate toppings, strawberry favored tea and a peanut toast.
"Better eat em all, kiddo. Or your uncle will eat for ya," a heartily laugh from his grandpa who's coming back from the town.
              Eclair watched his son at night near the window. Still cloaking, she knocked the window twice and Darius popped out his head. "Oh, God! Mommm! Do not scared the shit out of me," Darius almost get cardiac arrest. Eclair laugh, un cloaking herself.
            "Hey. The next two days, my leader will come visit earth," she began and slipped into his bedroom. "Your leader? Who?," the curious boy cocks his head. "Well, umm... He is the leader of L'arja's clan. You know someone with the status like President or Prime Minister," she made a so so expression to make the little guy understand.
Darius eyes bigger as a platter. "How powerful is he?," Eclair fakes her 'hmmm thinking' reaction and her index finger tapped on the side of her cheek.
"L'arja will be happy to explain everything to you," she smiles and kissed him on his forehead. She inhales her son's sweet and sour scent, that she really love since Darius was a little pink baby.
She stood up abruptly and turned to the door. She put her finger on her lips to stay quiet.
           "Your uncle will be here. I've gotta go. I'll see you tomorrow baby," she whispers to him and give him a firm hug. "Okay mom. I'll see you tomorrow," he returned the gesture and Eclair jumped out of the window, sprint to the nearest park.

******

            "Welcome to earth, Clan Leader," the second in command bows deeply to his leader. Kith'du nodded, shakes L'arja's shoulder. "And the rest can dismiss," Kith'du waved his hand to the other 5 warriors who escorting him.
              L'arja escorts the leader to his quarters and they're talking about visit earth again. "So what makes you suddenly want to visit backwater planet again?," L'arja asked.
             "Nothing in particular. Just to see how much these ooman have changed. But I see none," the bulky dark color Yautja chuckles. L'arja almost roll his eyes. Almost.
              "Hopefully your guards didn't do something stupid," L'arja glanced towards the four Blooded sa'inja over his shoulder. "You worried so much, friend. Where's your mate?," Kith'du take a sip of naxa juice from his chalice.
"She's going to see her suckling," Kith'du eyes widened. L'arja scoffs and got up. "Ahh I see," he replied. "Bring me to my quarters, L'arja. I need a rest," Kith'du rubbed his lower back and makes L'arja tilted his head with 'oh really?' kinda expression. "You're getting old, my friend. You should stop get laid with all of the females," L'arja burst out laughing with his own jokes and made Kith'du boiled. "Shut your pauking mouth, friend," Kith'du jabbed his finger to L'arja's exposed abdomen.

******

"Can I go with you, mom?," Darius asked. Eclair smile and nodded. "Call grandma first. She might be worry," Darius jumps from his seat and walk to the nearest public phone.
          Eclair sigh and rubs her face. Luckily she picked the perfect outfit so nobody suspect her. She really hates overdo her makeup. With smokey black mix with purple eye-shadow, cat eyes kajal eyeliners and redwood color matte lipstick makes her looks like any goth girls out there. She thanks to herself for having such a talent.
              "Done!," the boy slammed the table and giggles. Eclair jumped a little and glares down to her son. "Don't do that next time, young man," she ruffles his hair, makes the little boy chuckles.
But without they realize, there's a black Pajero stopped by five blocks away from their spot. And the driver was looking at them, clenching the steering.

**another time skip brought to you by L'arja and Kith'du C'tnlip Pt. Ltd.**

           The seven grown up Yautja males and one grown up Yautja female were sitting in from of Eclair and her suckling. Their eyes widened, mandibles closed tight to their inner mouth when they saw the boy. They stared to both of the mother and son without a blink.
               Eclair nudged her son's elbow and cough. "Umm... H-hi? Uhh, greetings everyone? Uhh, w-welcome to.. To earth,"the boy stutters nervously. Kith'du clicked his mandibles, looking at the boy from top to the bottom.
              "And do you have a name, boy?," Kith'du guttural and deep voice echoed the ship made Darius flinched. "T-the name's... D- Darius... I'm Darius... Sir," the boy then bows his head to the floor. Kith'du let out a very pleased purr and puffed up his chest.
He turns to L'arja and say,"You teach the young ooman so well. He knows his place when he talk to me," L'arja cocked his head and his claw point out to his mate. "I'm sorry Clan Leader, but the one who taught the young boy is his mother. Seems like his mother teach her son a good manner," L'arja purred at the last word, reflexes his muscles to his one and only mate. He never left his eyes on her.
Eclair felt her whole face has turned into crimson red. 'You are one damn sexy bastard, L'arja.
Kith'du nodded slightly at the point.
             "So, Mr. Clan Leader. May I ask you something?," Kith'du eyes turned back to the boy. "Yes. What is it?,"
Eclair looks at her son who was picking up his school bag and take out a piece of yellow paper.
"Before my mother come, there were four MEN IN BLACK and one lady asked for my mom. I said I didn't know. Well, my grandparents told them mother was dead. But then, they gave me this paper with... Uhh... I don't know anything about the handwriting. Maybe you understand it," Eclair's stiffened at the statement and took the paper. Once she opened it, she felt her blood rushed to her feet and made her feel dizzy.
             "My mate. Are you okay?," L'arja jumped from his seat and ran to his mate. Kith'du took the paper. "This is not a Yautja language," he started. "But my grand of grand grandsire once said, these are the writing of an ancient very long time ago," He closed his eyes and continue. "Five thousand years ago, there was an ooman female who mated with the strong Yautja leader. She was powerful. She can control the weather, fire and ice, wind and land. She had 20 pups but only two of them have her powers within them. Soon, they made a peace with the ooman that time. But then, shit happened and everything turned into a war. And... This is what I want to talk about," All of them slowly turned their eyes to the Clan Leader. "About what?," Tul'ya asked.
"I don't know much after the grand of grandsire passed. But I know a little answer right after Eclair shocked once she open it," Kith'du took a long inhale and exhale, glaring at the ooman female and said, "I don't know if I say the right things now. But you need to hear this, Eclair. Probably... You are the key of the elements power," Eclair gasped loudly, her breathe became harsh and erratic before she fell on the cold floor and drift into the darkness.