Varna The Grojan War Book TwoChapter 12 Desperate Measures
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"Who are they Nora?"
"I don't know, Jim, they look human though." Valenora Fuller lay flat on her stomach looking at the group working on a large military style scout ship. Others milled about round the ship, some setting up a camp. From their vantage point on a small wooded ridge overlooking the ship they could spy on the new arrivals without being seen.
"They're not Grojan are they?" Diana asked, an edge to her voice.
Nora, as her friends called her, twisted back to look at the others. "How should I know Di, I've never seen one before, have you?"
"No sorry."
As Nora turned back to the ship and raised her field glasses one of her wolves growled low in its throat. She cuffed it. "Shush, Max." The wolves, as they had called them, were a large predator native to the planet they had settled on after their flight from Earth, two hundred and twenty humans in three ships commanded by her Grandfather. They had fled to this planet because it was deep in uncharted space and well away from the Grojan. It was a planet her father had discovered years before that was deserted but capable of supporting human life. The wolves however had been a problem at first, a large four legged creature with massive shoulders that stood just over waist high. It resembled a cross between a timber wolf and a sabre toothed cat. Two people had been killed by them just after the settlers had arrived. Strangely, a pair had later approached their camp while Nora was working on the perimeter fence. The guards had raised their rifles to shoot them when they had laid down looking directly at Nora.
"What are they doing?" one of the others asked. "They just seem to be watching you, Nora."
"I don't know, it's strange..."
Her Grandmother came up behind her. "Nora?" she whispered
"Yes, Gran." She turned to look at the old woman who stood watching the beasts with a strange expression on her face. Her Grandmother's eyes flicked to her face. "Move slowly towards them, Nora, don't make any threatening movements and keep your mind clear." She turned to the men and women holding their rifles ready. "Cover, Nora, spread out so you can get a clear shot, but don't do anything unless they threaten her." They started to fan out. "Slowly!" she hissed. "They must not be spooked." She turned back to the beasts.
Nora frowned. "Gran, what is going on?"
Her grandmother patted her arm. "I have a hunch my dear, these creatures look similar to a pet your mother had when she met your father." She nodded in the direction of the watching animals. "They are watching you and ignoring everyone else - why is that, do you think, when before they have attacked without warning?"
"Because I am my mother's daughter, and these animals were originally bred by her people?"
"Exactly, they must sense something in you, a species connection, now walk towards them slowly, but don't stand in the line of fire just in case they do attack." Her Grandfather came up behind her as well. 'If we can tame these creatures this planet will be far safer for us and they would make excellent guard dogs." He smiled at her. "Be careful, Nora, and only do this if you want to and you are confident. If at any time you sense danger step back and raise your hand."
She nodded. "OK Grandfather, I'm fine, and there is something magnificent about those creatures isn't there?"
"Yes, love, there is."
She stepped towards the waiting animals, her arms slightly forward and her palms up. The females tail started to swish as she approached and the male growled a low rumbling growl but held himself stock still. Nora froze and waited for him to settle then moved forward again, her heart thudding in her chest. She had avoided their eyes up until that moment but glanced at the female. The instant their eyes met Nora instinctively knew the female would not harm her. She wondered if she would get the same feeling from the male. She glanced at him and again immediately their eyes locked she knew the creature was hers.
With two more slow steps she stood in front of the two creatures then, forcing the thundering of her heart back to a nearly normal rhythm, she knelt in front of them and held a hand out to each of them. Even though Nora was tall, the male laying down, came up to her chin as she knelt down in front of him.
She took a deep breath to calm her nerves and reached out her hands. The male sniffed her skin and the female licked her hand. She let out a sigh and slowly stood. The wolves rose with her and keeping to heel as if they had been trained, followed her as she turned and walked back to the camp. She watched as those with rifles visibly relaxed and her grandparents' faces looked relieved. She walked up to them and stopped, the wolves sat as soon as she stopped.
Her grandmother stepped cautiously forward and hugged her. "I knew you could do it, Nora, well done my darling." She pulled back and looked at the two magnificent beasts just sitting and watching. "Now you have some added protection."
By accident, a few months later the colonists found that the wolf cubs could be imprinted almost as soon as they were born. The colony no longer had to fear the wolves, now they had their own for protection.
"What should we do, Nora, hide until they fix their ship and go away?"
Nora shook herself from her memory and thought for a moment. "The problem with that is, once they've fixed their ship they might well do a scan or a survey and they will find us anyway. It is probably best if one of us goes to meet them now and see if they are hostile. They would be easier to take care of while their ship is being repaired rather than once it is fixed."
The others nodded in agreement as always, looking to Nora as the leader. "Right, I'm going to meet them unless anyone has any specific objection?" She looked round at her companion's faces, no one objected to her plan. "Cover me just in case they are hostile and I will take my wolves with me. They can create a diversion if I have to run for it."
"But Nora, perhaps I should go?"
"Look closely at them Jim, their ears?"
He raised the glasses and sucked in a breath. "They all look like you, Nora, we all thought you were one of a kind!"
"Grandfather always told me I look like my mother, who had the same deformed ears, but they all have the same deformity, and while most seem to have black hair, can you see two women off to one side watching what is going on with the rear of the ship?"
He swung the glasses to look where Nora had mentioned. "They have the same hair color as you Nora."
"What if my mother was the same as these people, Jim?" She touched her pointed ears. "As I look like them it would be safer if I go and if they aren't friendly I will persuade them I'm on my own, but if you go they will immediately see you are different and I have a bad feeling about them."
"What do you mean, Nora?" Di asked a frown on her face. "Perhaps we should just stay hidden."
Nora looked down at the ship with questions and doubts filling her mind. "I think they will find our little colony if I don't lead them away, and I sense danger from them Di. I must go down and find out, and if there is danger if I will tighten my braid like this." She lifted both hands and pulled the ends of her hair. "Then stay hidden and go and warn the others of the danger, shut everything down and leave the village until their ship has left." She paused for a moment. "Tell my Grandparents I love them."
Di squeezed her hand. "Oh Nora, please be careful."
Nora smiled at the others and moved carefully away from them along the ridge so she would come from a different direction from where her friends were hiding. Her wolves followed, her also keeping low. Once she judged it safe she stood, and with a flick of her fingers brought her wolves to heel either side of her. Nora took a deep breath, stepped from behind a tree and started walking down the slope towards the ship.
The dark haired guards raised their weapons as she came into view. Nora's heart rate jumped and both of her wolves growled, a deep rumble in their throats. Nora hushed them and felt her chest tighten as she approached. The older blonde woman spoke and the guns were lowered. Nora turned her attention towards them. One would be middle aged, Nora guessed, hard looking and unfriendly. The younger one not much older than Nora herself smiled slightly and had a twinkle in her eye that Nora liked. She instinctively realized these two fair haired women were the leaders and walked towards them. She stopped in front of the older woman and said, "Hello, I'm Valenora." And she waited, her heart banging against her ribs. The tails of her two wolves were swishing, picking up on her tension. She flicked her fingers and they both sat down looking at the woman in front of her.
There was a knock on the cabin door. Nora rose and walked over and opened it. A junior officer stood to attention. "The Captain requests the pleasure of your company in her cabin for dinner." Nora glanced back over her shoulder as Varna rose and walked over to her. "All right, Lieutenant, please lead on." As the officer turned away, Varna whispered to Nora, "Don't forget, let me do most of the talking." "Okay," Nora replied with a slight dip of her chin. They followed the...
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The old man rose. "Now, my dear, there are pressing matters I have to attend to and there is nothing more I can tell you about your artifact." Varna stood and followed him to the door. He put his hand on the door catch then hesitated and turned towards her. "Are you certain you do not want to sell it to me, I can pay a great deal of money for it?" She frowned for a moment - it did take up space in the hold and while most of her crew accepted her eccentric attachment to it Sisanna would...
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The ship smelt damp and musty with a hint of oil and stale alien sweat thrown in for good measure. Mark thumped the main console as the nav screen flickered out for the umteenth time. The jump engines were charging, and as the small three berth scout ship drifted in interstellar space it creaked and groaned like an old fashioned wooden sailing ship. Most of their money had been spent on a decent ship for Arron and Minara. They had left the station several days ago to search for their young...
The inner airlock refused to close. Mark had removed it from its track and dismantled it three times now and it was seriously pissing him off. He had used the door from Varna's cabin to repair the blast damaged airlock. He had ripped the closing mechanism from the cabin wall to escape and it was not worth repairing, especially as the ship needed an airlock to go into space. Cabin doors were a low priority. Mark swung a booted foot at the door and hit it hard in frustration. It groaned and...
The evening was cold and Varna stood on the palace battlements watching the market close and the stall holders pack up. She shivered and pulled her cloak round her. She heard footsteps and looked round; Petara was making her way along the walkway towards her. Varna turned back to watch the activity in the square below. Petara stopped next to her and they stood together in silence for a while. "I saw Minara walking around the market this morning," Petara broke the silence. "Yes, I think...
The carriage rattled along the cobbled street, the leather and wood suspension barely isolating Minara from the uneven surface, the early morning light only just illuminating the still deserted city streets. It would be another hour before the traders would be opening their shops and the market holders advertising their wares, each adding to the noise and bustle common in cities everywhere. She yawned, and her mind wondered to the previous night, and she smiled to herself as warmth suffused...
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"God, I hate fucking computers!" Mark slammed his fist against a bulkhead. He had been working for several days now attempting to get the ship's core to boot. He had traced several faults to the ship's consoles, particularly the navigation control Arron had damaged during his campaign against the pirates. To his frustration the core refused to co-operate with his efforts, a blank screen just stared back at him like a large holographic sightless eye. The Grojan ship's core was a type he...
"Well, ladies, that proved easier than I thought." The man smiled and glanced at Nora's deecrets. Varna could see out of the corner of her eye the female had sat down next to her. She had known them long enough to realize that the way the deecret was swishing her tail, the end moving from side to side in short flicking movements, that she was not happy. Varna chose her target as Nora spoke. "And you are?" "Oh, a distant cousin, my dear, Motasa Rmaxis at your service." He bowed his...
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The queue for drinks at the bar melted away as soon as Minara bared her teeth. Filed teeth marked her out as a failure, but she had learnt that generally, people both male and female, regarded her and others like her with fear. For some it was justified, and the woman she had come to meet had a reputation as a ruthless bounty hunter and pirate. Some of the things she was reported to have done were justified, some, Minara suspected, were meant to enhance her fearsome reputation. Minara...
Arron had used the culvert to gain access to the castle grounds for a second night. He was half expecting to have to use one of the other secret entrances but he was amazed nothing had changed. He envisaged the Grojan's would use the royal quarters, and since he had warned them of his intensions he hoped they would stay close together. Ideal from his point of view, because he knew all the secret passages in the royal residence. He hoped one was sleeping in what had been the Princess's bed...
Minara made her way to a small Inn in the center of the village and she pushed open the door and walked to the bar. Conversation stopped and everyone turned and looked at her, and she noted there were no female customers. The inn keeper looked her up and down, raised his eyebrows, but did not comment; she half expected him to say it was for men only and women were not welcome when she noticed a barmaid standing with a tray of drinks between two tables against a far wall. "Where is this?"...
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The journey back proved largely uneventful. The tales of horror and cruelty coming out of Halcyon city had at least abated and things had settled to an uneasy peace. The Grojans, from what he could ascertain, were replacing people from the previous government with lackeys of their own. People with no particular skill, but who had sworn allegiance to them, mostly criminals and dropouts who could feather their own nests by sucking up to the new regime. Of the young King and Queen, other than...
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The ship shuddered, waking Arron, and he stretched and yawned. The ship was no longer rocking so he pulled on his boots and, bending low so as not to strike his head, he made his way above decks and found the ship had docked and lines were being tied. The First Mate spied him. "Good morning, sir, we have arrived, the winds were favorable and we made fast passage. We should have the gang plank out shortly." Arron nodded his thanks and stood back while the crew completed the docking...
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Arron had started to pick his way over the bodies when he noticed Minara pause. "Wait, Arron, there is one here, still alive." She kicked a body and it moved. "Stop playing dead, animal!" She stood and pulled up her skirts, revealing long shapely legs. She hitched them up to her thighs. Arron stared at the creamy smoothness of her skin, and he sensed the beast within stir. "Minara stop! It won't take much to tip me over the edge again." She smiled, revealing her filed teeth, and drew...
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Arron fingered his high collar and shifted his feet. He stood with his three senior officers, his dress uniform stiff and uncomfortable. They were first in line waiting for the King and Princess to arrive. He looked at the sea of faces beyond the line of officials and dignitaries facing them, the somber gray and blue dress of the males and the vibrant colors of the females' long dresses. It reminded him of films he had seen as a child of a fourteenth century ball on earth. He had become used...
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Fantasy & Sci-FiWhen Penny had finally fallen into hypnosis, Mistress had quickly deepened her trance. Penny had gone so deep that she barely remembered anything that happened afterwards. She had a very vague memory of leaving the car, and of being bathed, but these were vague images more than memories. She also knew that Mistress had given her a few commands, but that she didn't need to remember them consciously. One thing that she had remained aware of, though, was her intense arousal. As she drifted,...
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