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could feel the blood trickling down her chin
from what she presumed was a split lip. Although she knew she should be in a
lot of pain from a blow like that, surprisingly she didn’t hurt that bad.
Catching herself, she regained her feet and stopped herself from swinging.
Letting her anger get hold of her, she licked up as much blood from her mouth
as she could, looked up at Vincent, and spit it directly into his face. She
watched in satisfaction as the blood and spit slid slowly down his face.
“Apparently
you need some lessons in who now owns you little bitch. I’ll teach you respect
one way or another.” Vincent vowed furiously while he wiped her blood from his
face.
“Go
rot in the deepest fires of hell you fucking bastard! You will never own me!
You’ll never have me! And you’re the one who needs to learn respect, since
parasites are the lowest form of life in ANY universe, everyone and everything
is above you! You should be outside bowing down and serving anything that
crosses your path!” Cari replied with venomous hatred, not caring how mad she
made him. This bastard killed her uncle. His kind and maybe even he killed her
parents. She shook with rage.
The
fist to her stomach, literally lifted her several feet off the ground and took
her breathe from her lungs. The force of her body coming back down jerked her
wrists and arms painfully. Her breathe came back with a whoosh, sparking her
anger even more. Although the blow was painful, it was nothing she couldn’t
handle. She wasn’t sure if her anger and adrenaline were helping or not.
However, she knew she’d be sore later, if she lived.
Thing
is, if a life like Jess’s was in her future, she’d rather be dead anyway. And
from the conversation the men had earlier, it’d be days before Jess would be
able to try to help her. She would rather die than let Vincent touch her that
way. “Fuck you, you pathetic piece of trash! You even hit like a girl!” Cari
taunted.
Cari
heard, more than felt, several ribs breaking from the next blow to her side.
After that, she lost count of the blows and where they landed. She wasn’t even
sure how many blows it had taken before the blissful darkness took her again.
*****
“Cari…”
Randor Macner moaned for what seemed like the tenth time in the past half hour.
However, he still wouldn’t fully awaken, and it was driving Scaden crazy.
Running his hand through his hair, he got up from the chair he’d been sitting
in at MedLab for the last moon cycle, and began pacing the room.
The
only information that he’d been able to piece together so far is that the
female’s name must be Cari. Although an unusual name, he liked it. He liked the
sound of it on his lips. And he wanted to know more about her and where she
was. However, Randor still hadn’t awakened, and Amun was at a loss on how to
force him.
“Cari!!!"
It was said with such force, that Scaden turned around. Randor had sat up in
bed and began to pull the medibands off his body. “Cari” He repeated with such
sadness, even Scaden felt sick with sadness.
“Wait.
Randor wait.” Scaden said gently drawing the man’s attention to him.
“Where
is she? What have you done with her?! I swear by the All Father, I will kill
every one of you if you hurt her!” Randor cried out, reaching his arms to
Scaden as if to strangle him.
Scaden
watched as Randor's arms fell uselessly at his sides; the healing not yet
completed taking the last of his energy to move.
“Randor,
calm yourself or we will not be able to help your Cari. I am Commander Scaden
Torenson, of the ship Adaria, commissioned by the planet Valendra.” Scaden
stated simply, waiting for his words to sink into Randor's mind. When Randor
didn’t move, but looked at him blankly, he continued.
“We
were in the area doing standard scans when we saw your distress beacon. We came
as soon as we could. But your Cari was already gone, and you gravely wounded
when we arrived. I need you to tell us what
from what she presumed was a split lip. Although she knew she should be in a
lot of pain from a blow like that, surprisingly she didn’t hurt that bad.
Catching herself, she regained her feet and stopped herself from swinging.
Letting her anger get hold of her, she licked up as much blood from her mouth
as she could, looked up at Vincent, and spit it directly into his face. She
watched in satisfaction as the blood and spit slid slowly down his face.
“Apparently
you need some lessons in who now owns you little bitch. I’ll teach you respect
one way or another.” Vincent vowed furiously while he wiped her blood from his
face.
“Go
rot in the deepest fires of hell you fucking bastard! You will never own me!
You’ll never have me! And you’re the one who needs to learn respect, since
parasites are the lowest form of life in ANY universe, everyone and everything
is above you! You should be outside bowing down and serving anything that
crosses your path!” Cari replied with venomous hatred, not caring how mad she
made him. This bastard killed her uncle. His kind and maybe even he killed her
parents. She shook with rage.
The
fist to her stomach, literally lifted her several feet off the ground and took
her breathe from her lungs. The force of her body coming back down jerked her
wrists and arms painfully. Her breathe came back with a whoosh, sparking her
anger even more. Although the blow was painful, it was nothing she couldn’t
handle. She wasn’t sure if her anger and adrenaline were helping or not.
However, she knew she’d be sore later, if she lived.
Thing
is, if a life like Jess’s was in her future, she’d rather be dead anyway. And
from the conversation the men had earlier, it’d be days before Jess would be
able to try to help her. She would rather die than let Vincent touch her that
way. “Fuck you, you pathetic piece of trash! You even hit like a girl!” Cari
taunted.
Cari
heard, more than felt, several ribs breaking from the next blow to her side.
After that, she lost count of the blows and where they landed. She wasn’t even
sure how many blows it had taken before the blissful darkness took her again.
*****
“Cari…”
Randor Macner moaned for what seemed like the tenth time in the past half hour.
However, he still wouldn’t fully awaken, and it was driving Scaden crazy.
Running his hand through his hair, he got up from the chair he’d been sitting
in at MedLab for the last moon cycle, and began pacing the room.
The
only information that he’d been able to piece together so far is that the
female’s name must be Cari. Although an unusual name, he liked it. He liked the
sound of it on his lips. And he wanted to know more about her and where she
was. However, Randor still hadn’t awakened, and Amun was at a loss on how to
force him.
“Cari!!!"
It was said with such force, that Scaden turned around. Randor had sat up in
bed and began to pull the medibands off his body. “Cari” He repeated with such
sadness, even Scaden felt sick with sadness.
“Wait.
Randor wait.” Scaden said gently drawing the man’s attention to him.
“Where
is she? What have you done with her?! I swear by the All Father, I will kill
every one of you if you hurt her!” Randor cried out, reaching his arms to
Scaden as if to strangle him.
Scaden
watched as Randor's arms fell uselessly at his sides; the healing not yet
completed taking the last of his energy to move.
“Randor,
calm yourself or we will not be able to help your Cari. I am Commander Scaden
Torenson, of the ship Adaria, commissioned by the planet Valendra.” Scaden
stated simply, waiting for his words to sink into Randor's mind. When Randor
didn’t move, but looked at him blankly, he continued.
“We
were in the area doing standard scans when we saw your distress beacon. We came
as soon as we could. But your Cari was already gone, and you gravely wounded
when we arrived. I need you to tell us what
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