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Chapter 1: Seeds of Evil {Cont.}
A pair of green eyes searched violently for their companion in their sunken sockets. They narrowed as a breath of air entered the body, releasing after a silent moment. The alien stood atop a small boulder, the moonlight reflecting off the tall stand of hair. It shook it’s long, bird-like head and blinked the two large orbs of earth green, etched with a tint of orange around the slit of black pupil. The alien, whom was known to the Covenant forces as Commander Iram’ Shanooke, gave a small squawk as a loud thud came up behind her. Iram was a Kig-Yar, about six feet tall; taller than most male Kig-Yar in their battalion. Her skin was a tanish-gray, with small circlets of green along the tops of her arms, legs and neck down to her tail bone. She was thin, but not flimsy. She had powerful leg muscles which gave her support in the heat of battle.
The noise behind her grew ever louder and she gripped her Carbine tight, the knuckles on her thin hands turning white. A large, looming figure abruptly appeared behind the small Kig-Yar, breathing heavily. The other alien, much larger than his companion was roughly the size of the Lekgolos, but not as bulky. The alien was a mix breed of Lekgolos and Sangheili, strong in battle and agile as well. Ten long tentacles poked out from behind his helm stretching three feet long. Two tusk-like teeth protruded from the corners of his mouth upward about six inches. The rest of his long, jagged teeth were only a mere three inches in length. His purple tongue was two feet long giving him that menacing look. His eyes were small and blue; narrow. He had a large shield formed into his armor which he used as a melee weapon. Commander T’aur was not one to mess with.
He grinned, the white teeth glistening in the light, “Iram, what are you doing here this time of night?” He asked, giving a small cough. The coldness of the desert nights was affecting him, Iram noted.
She placed her hand on his arm, “I was looking for you. The Humans have made their encampment close by; a couple hundred yards away.” She gave a small smile, “But you can’t hurt them. Remember that, T’aur. Remember that.” It sounded like a threat to T’aur ears, but of course T’aur had no visible ears to account for.
He snorted, “Yeah, yeah, yeah. I will make sure I do not crush any of those primate skulls. Do not worry about me. You have a short temper.” He cooed.
“Ha! I’m the one with the short temper. Look who’s talking!” She giggled, shoving him playfully on the side, “But seriously I was looking for you. Where were you anyway?” She asked, tilting her head to the left, her tall red mohawk swaying with the movement.
“Observing the Human camp.” He replied shortly, splattering his face with some water that collected in a hole on the rock they were resting on.
“Uh huh. Tell me then, how many were there?” She asked, placing her hands on her hips.
“Is this really relevant?”
“Yes, as a matter of fact it is.”
T’aur sighed in defeat. He turned his back to her, examining his launcher on his left arm. “I was observing the Human camp, but I did not determine how many of them there were. I do not pay much attention to that.”
“Yes, all you ever think about is ‘Kill kill kill!’.” She threw her arms into the air for emphasis as she said each ‘kill’.
“You can laugh; you are actually the bright one in this…” He stopped himself before he could go any further.
Iram furrowed her brow. She leaned in, lowering her head to look into his crystal sapphire eyes. “What?” She asked, her voice barely a whisper. T’aur looked up to find Iram’s face nearly inches away from his. He searched her bird-like face, trying to not find humor in this mood setting.
“It is nothing….nothing you should be concerned in.” He replied sheepishly, blinking his bright eyes.
“Everything we are going through concerns me.” Iram purred, placing her head on his shoulder, closing her green eyes. T’aur didn’t know what to do at first, but he wrapped his thick arms around her small body, placed his large head on her back and closed his eyes also. Desert crickets sounded off in the distance, hopping along the rock line below the cavern far off into the distance. The stars twinkled giving off light revealing a large cruiser overhead…
 Laceration Pinicle · Mon Oct 22, 2007 @ 08:19pm · 1 Comments |
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