Dr. Lila Andrews
The small ray of hope that I had suddenly allowed to blossom in my chest curdled into a sad cloud of defeat. I hadn’t expected for Zern to come after me. In fact, I thought that he would be hard at work disassembling the ship and making any thought of escape that I may have had completely impossible.
Instead, he had just saved my life in one of the most dangerous ways possible. When he had disappeared into the terrifying worm creature’s mouth, I thought that I would never see him again. It seemed so uncharacteristic for him to just stand there and allow himself to be engulfed by the creature, but as soon as its face went slack, I started to realize that it must’ve all been a part of his plan.
I hadn’t allowed myself to feel hope again that I would see him, until he tumbled out of the creature’s mouth and stumbled toward me, saving me once again from the creature’s heavy body as it fell onto the platform and destroyed what was left of it. If we had waited just a few moments longer, both of us would have gone down into the magma along with the monster’s corpse.
“So the Erksha did not quite teach you the lesson that the Bardans were expecting it to, did it?” the tall Raither who referred to himself as Parra asked.
He was the one in charge, the one that all of the others were taking orders from. He had his hand heavily on my shoulder, and I couldn’t help but feel extremely uncomfortable with this unwanted attention.
Even if I had wanted to reply to Parra, my voice was caught in my throat, and I simply continued moving forward. The other Raither was dragging Zern behind us, his body limp and a rope wrapped around his thick, muscular legs. I felt horrible for getting him into this position. If I would’ve just listened to him and allowed him to lead me to freedom rather than worrying about the other humans, this might not have happened.
And yet, my scientific mind was already rationalizing everything that had happened. I had been in shock. There was no way that I could have acted any better than I had at the moment. I wasn’t entirely in control of myself. And although that happened rarely, I had to accept those brief moments when it did happen and do what I could to learn from them.
“I do not think that you will do anybody much good staying with the other humans. It seems that Captain Zern already knows where you and the others have been held. The last thing we need is another attempted jailbreak. The two of you need to stay far apart. You are going to come back to my chambers, where we will not be disturbed by anybody. Is that understood?”
I froze. The thought of being stuck in Parra’s chambers was terrifying. Even though he was a Raither like Zern, there was something incredibly inhumane about the way he conducted himself. I could tell by looking into his eyes that he lacked all empathy and conscience. The thought of being near him for any extended length of time made me sick to my stomach.
“I said, is that understood?” Parra demanded.
I nodded quickly and turned away, my face red and probably betraying my revulsion.
“Good,” he said. “Make sure that you take care of Captain Zern. I am taking the human to my chambers now. You had better secure him. I have heard things about his strength that do not make me confident about our confines. Once the human is secured, I will come and begin the interrogation. There has to be a reason that Zern is here. I refuse to believe that he simply came in order to rescue a lowly human. There has to be something else. And not only that, but a reason why he is on this planet. If he got here, chances are he will have a way to get off as well.”
“Of course, sir,” the Raither that had kidnapped me said, bowing to Parra.
Parra turned his cold, metallic eyes upon me and his face contorted into what I could only assume was a smile. I wished I had never seen the sight, and knew that it would probably haunt me for the rest of my life.
“All right. Come then, human. It is time to make you a little bit more comfortable.”
***
Parra’s room was surprisingly posh, considering the lack of resources that they had to work with. I was beginning to understand that the Raithers were a very resourceful bunch, and whenever they had a need, they would figure out a way to fulfill it, no matter how limited their materials might be.
He had me sit down on his bed: one that looked as if it were taken from the ship that I had been squatting in for the past few months. However, it was a little bit different, and I had to wonder where it had come from. All of the beds in our ship were intact.
“Have a bite to eat,” Parra said, coming to me with a small tray of dried fruit. It was actually quite delicious, and I ate slowly, hoping that trusting this man’s food was not a mistake. However, before I could determine whether or not he was going to take advantage of this particular situation, he was suddenly summoned by one of the alligator men.
“Excuse me, sir, but we have a little bit of a situation with the Raither. He is waking up and has put up quite a fight. We need something to restrain him.”
“What happened to the ropes? Those took us quite a while to make from the fibers of the plant matter around here. Don’t tell me that he destroyed them already?”
“Unfortunately, that is the case. You said yourself it was a gamble. We have been unable to try again with the others. It seems pointless, considering he already broke through the ones that happened to be our strongest. It would be a lot of work for nothing to waste the weaker ropes on the likes of him.”
I couldn’t help but feel the surge of pride for Zern. He was proving to be quite a difficult opponent to face up to. The only reason they had compromised him to begin with was because he had been outnumbered. Even that wouldn’t have stopped him had he not been knocked unconscious. I had full faith in his abilities. He was the most incredible man I had ever known. And yet he wasn’t a man at all. How could I allow myself to have these feelings? We weren’t even the same species.
“This is absurd. Human, you stay here. Don’t even think about trying to escape. The consequences will be dire. And as for you,” Parra said, referring to the Raither that had come with the bad news. “Stand watch outside the door and make sure that nobody comes in or out of this room. Is that understood?”
“Yes, sir. Of course. Don’t worry about a thing. I will make sure that all goes well here while you take care of Commander Zern.”
Parra nodded, and I was suddenly shut into the room and left alone.
***
As much as I wanted to get out of there, it was obvious that there was no way out. My first plan of action was to look around and look for something that I might be able to use as a weapon. It would have to be small, so that I could get away from my captors without them suspecting that I had any means to defend myself. And yet I knew that if Parra came back and found that I had been going through his things, I would be in mortal danger.
I could not allow that to happen, and so I began searching quickly and very carefully, making sure that I put everything back exactly as I had found it. This man was obviously ruthless, and if I wasn’t careful, it could cost me my life. That was something that I wasn’t willing to risk twice. The danger just wasn’t worth it.
I gazed around the room, frustrated when I found nothing of use anywhere. There was the bed of course, and the small hutches that had been made of wood and wooden pegs. Inside, I had found nothing but a change of clothes. It was quite discouraging, to say the least. I was just about to give up hope when a little gleam flashing from the doorway caught my eye. I ran to it, my heart pounding. I wasn’t sure I would be able to handle another setback. But there it was: a small knife wedged between the door and the wall. I looked at it and took it carefully from its hiding place, slipping it into my pocket quickly.
It was made of the same metals from the ship that all of the other tools had been made of, and I yelped in surprise when the cold metal began to drag down my leg. It had cut a hole swiftly in the fabric of my pocket, and it was slipping. I reached down to grab it before it hit the floor and gave me away, but as soon as I did, the doorway creaked open. I gasped and scrambled backward, surprised to see the Raither man that had been put in charge of my safekeeping.
“Hello, human,” he said, leering at me. I froze in terror. If he saw the knife fall to the floor, I didn’t know what I would do. Not only would I be persecuted, but what other twisted punishments might they find for me? Another magma worm?
“I don’t think that you should be in here. Your boss was pretty clear about nobody coming in or out of the room,” I said, sinking slowly down to the floor and drawing my legs together until I was sitting comfortably and staring up at him. I slowly moved my hands to the hilt of the knife and waited for the Raither to approach, gripping it tightly in my hand, readying myself mentally and physically to strike.
“What the boss doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” the Raither said, sneering. “And you should probably know that if you are thinking about doing anything stupid, there is going to be a world of hell for you to deal with if you do.”
I wondered briefly if he knew that I was holding onto the knife. But I could not let my paranoia win out. He had no idea what I had been doing in there. In fact, he had come in with ill intentions, and if Parra knew, the hell would not be on me: it would be on the intruder. I knew enough about the Raithers to understand that much. The man’s boss had claimed me, which meant that he would risk life and limb to ensure that no other Raither male had any contact with me whatsoever.
“What do you want with me anyway?” I asked, not budging from my spot on the floor. “Don’t you have a whole cell full of women that you could choose from? Why me?”
“Well, on my planet, I followed orders from one man alone, and that is the man who abducted you initially. Marx. He told me that he wanted to claim you, not Parra. I’m supposed to take you to him, and the two of you are going to make a break for it. Marx is tired of dealing with the boss. I don’t mind it so much though. But still, I respect the guy. I’m going to do what I can for him.”
“You know that your boss isn’t going to like that,” I said, doing my best to keep the conversation going for as long as possible. I didn’t want the Raither coming anywhere near me. All I could think about was Zern. What were they doing to him? They wanted information from him. Were they willing to torture him to get it? Of course they were.
“I don’t really care what the boss likes,” the Raither said, taking a step forward and fixing a cool smile upon me. “I don’t even know if his plan is going to work or not. Sure, it’s pretty cool to have an underground tunnel system and all. A lot of the guys around here respect that sort of thing. But truth be told, it doesn’t do much for me. There isn’t anything very special about it. I could do the same thing myself somewhere else and not have to deal with taking orders from a gredding asshole like Parra.”
“So if he finds you and kills you for letting me out of your sight, then it’s no harm, no foul right?” I asked, raising my brow at the Raither. He didn’t seem to be a very forward-thinking kind of a man. But he did seem like a good mook.
“First of all, he probably wouldn’t kill me. I have a plan. If he doesn’t, I could always just escape with you and my real boss and stop worrying about this underground city entirely.”
“City?” I asked, unable to keep my curiosity out of my voice. So they were trying to build a city underground? Is that what we were doing? That seemed pretty ambitious. And also, a little bit pointless. It was smart, in a way, until you started encountering the magma worms that had nearly destroyed myself and Zern both.
“Well, nevermind. That’s not what’s important. It’s time for you to get going. Technically, Parra can’t claim you as my commander already has. He is the rightful owner of you, not Parra. We will have to make sure that the rest of the world knows that.”
“You mean I don’t even get a say in any of this? Once some guy claims me, that’s it?” I asked, shaking my head. “No, no, no. That doesn’t sound right. In fact, it’s primitive and archaic, and I refuse to take part in anything so misogynistic. You guys are just going to have to find somebody else to fight over. Because I’m not playing this game. Not with you and not with anybody. I don’t care what you have to say about it.”
At first, I thought that the Raither would be angry, but instead, he laughed heartily at my refusal to comply. “I was kind of hoping that this would get messy. You look like a lot of fun. Come on; let’s show each other what we are made of.”
I yelped in fear as the Raither lunged at me, his large hands open and gripping me by my shirt. I tried to squirm away from him, but it was no use. He was strong. Very strong. Of course, all of the Raithers were strong. They were a warrior race, built to destroy any opposition that crossed their paths.
I managed to pull the knife out from my pant leg and slice the Raither on the wrists. He cried out in agony as his blood began to cascade to the floor. I jumped up to my feet and stuck the knife in his throat. A gurgling cry was all that he was able to emit as he slumped to the floor and grew limp.
I stared at him in disbelief for a moment before realizing that now was my only chance to get out of this place alive. I had to help Zern somehow. There was no way that I could let him stay stuck in what was almost certainly an abusive interrogation that would ultimately end with him losing his life.
I wiped the blood off of the knife and ran cautiously to the doorway, looking out to make sure that there was nobody coming either way. I tried my best to figure out where they might have taken Zern. A sudden yelp of pain answered my question, and I ran as fast as I could down the darkened corridor toward the sound of the Raither that I loved.
The thought came and went in my head with a flash. Love? This was hardly the time of the place to consider something like that. It was probably purely chemical. We were in a dangerous situation together and were probably doing a lot of trauma bonding. That wasn’t necessarily the same thing as being in love with somebody.
Still, I had to save him. When I finally made it to the area where Zern was obviously being tortured, I halted, my heart pounding in my chest. I had one little knife. What was I going to do to help Zern against Parra? Parra was ruthless. He wouldn’t care who he hurt, as long as it meant that he was able to get what he wanted. And for some reason, what he wanted was me. I had to do something.
And so I ran inside and plunged the tip of the knife into Parra’s back. He let out a startled cry and stumbled backward, backhanding me as he did so. I fell to the floor with a crash, and suddenly Zern was on his feet, standing in front of me and pulling the knife out of Parra’s back. He was ready to fight, even though it was clear that he was weak and in pain.
The Raither that had abducted me was there, Marx, and he ran across the room and lunged at Zern, hoping to take him down so that he could get a grip on me and probably leave. Everybody was shocked by the turn of events, but they were not flummoxed for too long. Soon, a bloodied brawl was taking place, and the Raither that had abducted me was on the ground, knife wounds taking a mortal toll on his body. Zern was strong and fast, and soon Parra had to call for reinforcements.
Zern and I were both handled roughly by a group of Bardans, and lead deep down the dark panels to a new room. We were thrown inside mercilessly, and a heavy metallic door was slammed closed on us, leaving us both panting in the darkness.