Chapter 8
Commander Trent Qoln
Being with Samantha in an intimate way was unlike anything I had ever felt. I understood more than ever the fascination that the Waysaw Zenkian had with the humans of Earth. Though it was no justification for taking them from their home.
I lay next to her looking at her soft pale skin and running my fingers through her red hair as she sighed softly in pleasure.
“That was intense,” she whispered.
“I was thinking the same thing,” I said.
“So what happens now? I was not planning for this,” she said. “But now I feel like we need to take some plan of action. I can’t stay here forever. You said you ran into a patrol looking for me. We have very little time, don’t we?” she asked.
“Yes, I am afraid that you are right. We need to do something. I am not sure what. What choices are laid out for us?” I said.
“Us?” she asked.
“Yes, we are in this together now. Whether you like it or not. I’m not going to leave you alone in this. This is my problem now too,” I said.
“I think we should come clean to your leaders. I think we should go to them, but on different terms,” she said.
“What do you mean?” I asked. “This sounds dangerous.”
“I mean we can tell them that you just found me today while out on patrol and brought me in because you could not leave me out there. Then I can say that I have run away but that I also bring them a message. Then I can plead with them to consider a pact with Earth to fight against our common enemies the Waysaw. I will represent that pact. I think if we tell them this, they will overlook the fact that you brought a human here,” she said.
“That could work. It does help with the rules of no human interaction, and we do want to fight the Waysaw, and having an Earth ally would be of great importance, but you are forgetting one thing,” I said.
“What is that?” she asked.
“Even if they agree to what you say, they still will not agree to intimacy between a Zenkian and a human. That is will be forbidden no matter what,” I said.
She sighed. “I understand and appreciate this rule. If the Waysaw had this rule, then there would be no human slaves.”
“Yes, that is true. It is a good rule. One that I just broke over and over again,” I said.
She laughed, “…and over and over, and hopefully over and over again before we leave this bed.”
“You can count on it,” I said kissing her and rolling on top of her.
She laughed and pushed me away, “Trent! This is serious. We are having a conversation here.”
I groaned in frustration. “All right. So what were we talking about? You have already distracted me.”
She laughed. “We were talking about a plan for me to go in front of your leaders. You will take me to them as though you just found me on patrol and I will plead with them my case. Earth needs help; we are no match for the Zenkian. And the more that the Waysaw steals from Earth’s resources, the stronger they become and will overtake the rebels. Together we can stop it, and it is in both our interests.”
“You would make a good leader,” I said admiring her.
“Thank you; so you agree to this plan?”
“Yes, let’s go,” I said getting up from the bed.
“Wait. What? Now?”
“Yes, the sooner, the better. But you must put on your old tattered dress. You can’t be in the dress I gave you. It is an obvious Grantsion quality, and you must follow my lead.”
“Yes, I can do that,” she said hopping up from the bed. Watching her naked body move across the room turned me on. I had to focus. We had a mission, and I could not be distracted from it no matter how damn hot her petite body was. She pulled out the tattered dress she wore when I found her and put it on. She slipped on her sandals and then pulled her hair up and tied it.
I got dressed, and then we moved out quickly onto the ledge outside my dwelling and into my speeder. I drove to the outlands doing a quick loop and then moved back into the Grantsion village area.
“Are you sure you are ready for this? I don’t know how the leaders will react,” I asked.
“Yes, I am ready. I have hope,” she said.
“Your hope gives me hope,” I said.
A few minutes later, I landed the speeder in front of the leader chambers. It was a grand hall carved into the rocky cliffside. I opened the door to the speeder and grabbed Samantha by the arm. “Just go along with me. I have to make you look more like a capture,” I whispered to her.
“I understand,” she whispered back.
Zenkian around us began to take notice of the human. They were stopping and staring and whispering among themselves. Soon there was a commotion as I led her into the chambers. As soon as I entered, the guard looked at me.
“Commander Trent Qoln to speak to the leaders. I found this human while on patrol. She is requesting an audience with them,” I said.
The guard looked at her up and down taking in the shock of seeing a human. It was probably the first time he had seen one. He nodded and then walked to another guard in this distance and conversed. Then he returned. “Wait here. Your request is being taken to the leaders now.”
I nodded in agreement and then we waited for about ten minutes while the leaders were called to the chamber. I squeezed Samantha’s arm in support to show her I felt her nervous energy. I was with her, no matter what. I had already decided that.
“The leaders will see you now,” the guard said opening the door to the chamber. I felt Samantha sigh.
“What is this, Commander Trent Qoln? Speak,” Leader Nizok said.
“This is a human. I found her in the outlands on patrol. She has told me that she is a runaway slave of the Waysaw. As they are our enemy and we are against what they do to humans and to Earth, I felt it was my duty to help her. She has informed me that she wishes to speak to our leaders as well,” I said.
The leaders looked at each other.
“Commander, you know the rules about human interaction,” Nizok said.
“Yes, I do. I am extremely apologetic, and I did wave the rules when I was saving her. But was I to let her die? My honor as a Grantsion could not allow that to happen. She could also be a valuable ally. She could have information that could help us,” I said.
“And what is this message she brings?” Nizok said.
I looked at Samantha and then at the leaders. “She wishes permission to speak.”
“Yes, permission granted. Speak, human,” Nizok said.
Samantha cleared her throat. “I would like to thank you and this Zenkian for saving my life. I have been through peril running from the Waysaw city. I was taken from Earth against my will and forced to be a slave. Thank you for your refuge. The Waysaw Zenkian are my enemy. They are the enemy of all of Earth. They are your enemy too. The Waysaw invade Earth and take resources. The more resources they have, the stronger they become. Soon they will have enough resources to make them stronger and stronger, and they will have what they need to defeat you. Because of this, I implore you to contact Earth in order to form a pact to fight the Waysaw together. I am a human, and I have seen inside Waysaw City and I know what it is like. I have seen the Grantsion Zenkian now and the kindness that this commander has shown me by saving my life today. I would be the perfect person to speak with the humans to speak about a pact like this. Will you think this over?” she asked.
I stood looking at her. Her back was straight, and she stood with confidence even though she was in her shredded dress.
The superiors were quiet as they looked at her. They looked at me. They said nothing. There was a tension in the room, and I wondered if they were about to take me into custody for breaking the rules and would banish Samantha back to the outlands, wanting nothing to do with her.