by Starr,Maia
"Lie down. It has all been taken care of. The fence has been repaired. The injured rebels have been mended and are imprisoned. Your orders were carried out clearly and systematically. You must rest."
I lied down feeling some relief. I looked at her and her soulful eyes and knew that she had repaired me. "Thank you. Thank you for reconstructing my body."
"You are welcome. I did not have a choice. You see I cannot live without you. Therefore I had to mend you."
"I am glad you feel that way. I love you. I am in love with you. I cannot live without you either. I apologize for all that I put you through. I was a foolish ass that thought I was doing the right thing. I come from a long lineage of Kalazaron and it has been my destiny to continue that. Yet here I was almost in death and I would have missed out on enjoying my time with you now for some far off future that may or may not happen. I do not want to live that way. I want to live in the now, with you. Do you accept my apology? Will you be with me? Will you be mine?"
I looked at her and she cried harder but she said nothing. Would she continue to deny me? She had said that she loved me, and I believed her. But that did not mean that she would agree to be with me, not after what I had put her through. Perhaps she thought that I should follow the Kalazaron way and couple with a Kalazaron female.
"Lavender? Say something," I said to her as I put my hand on her chin and lifted her face to mine.
"Yes. I accept your apology. I want to try this. I want to be with you in whichever way the Kalazaron allows us to be. Let's not live for the future, let us live for now. Any moment the rebels could return and steal away our last moments. Let those moments be moments of joy together."
I smiled at her in agreement. She leaned in and kissed me. I kissed her back. It was deep and passionate as though we were sealing a deal with a kiss. I was never happier than in that moment.
Chapter 13
DR. LAVENDER PROST
I was beyond happy when General Rendor Moscurn woke up. After we had completed the blood transfusion, it seemed that we might be too late. He remained unconscious and in a coma for two days. My heart broke. I could not live without him. I sat at his bedside and never moved. I held his hand in mine and whispered sweet nothings in his ear. I knew that he heard me because he would squeeze my hand every time I did it and it gave me hope.
When he finally awoke he made me extremely happy, not just because he was alive and well but because he told me he loved me. I loved him too.
It had been a week since he woke up and the base was back to normal. The fence had been mended permanently and in new condition. New systems were put into place to patrol the fence so that explosives could not be planted ever again. Ren spent a lot of time questioning the rebel prisoners and getting lots of intel. He seemed to be very proud of it and seemed to help in making the base of Belvenreed a safer outpost.
"Let us go for a ride," he said to me one afternoon.
"So soon? Is it safe for us," I said to him.
"If you are going to live with me you must learn to indulge in a little danger now and then, he smirked.
I laughed and crawled into the speeder with him. Soon we were shooting across the grounds to a familiar place, the pond where we swam and made love that one night under the two full moons.
"What are we doing here? Going for a swim?" I asked him.
"Yes, of course. I have thought of nothing else since last time we were here. I would bring you here every day if I could." As he spoke I stripped my clothes off and ran into the water. He laughed and then joined me.
"I actually brought you here in celebration," he said to me.
"To celebrate what?" I asked him.
"I have asked the Master for his blessing and permission to be with you. To actually be with you as a couple, and he has agreed. He is very impressed with your work here. He thinks you being the partner of the General can only make it a stronger base."
"Really?! Is this true?" I shouted in joy.
"It is true. My love is official for you. We will be recognized as a couple just as I would be with a Kalazaron female."
"That is great news!" I said as I jumped on him and kissed him. That kiss turned into a deeper and more intense kiss. Then we made love in the water just as we had done before. It was a perfect way to begin our new life together as a real team on the base and in the bedroom.
Months later, he held true to his word. I was no longer fearful that this alien Kalazaron warrior General was going to break my heart by some mean trick. Now I knew that it had all been due to his torment on the inside of what he was supposed to be doing and what he wanted to do. I could understand that. Now, as a Kalazaron Captive, I was the happiest woman I had ever been. It was very strange, but I did not feel like a slave. I was merely referring the capturing of my defiant heart by a Kalazaron. He truly was my equal and I spent a lot of time with him working on our reconstructionists breakthroughs. We even visited the city of Konthos off and on and I gradually felt more and more like a Kalazaron. I hoped that one day I would be able to see earth again, but until that day came I was very happy to be with General Rendor Moscurn, or as I called him, Ren.
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KALAZARON
(Blue Planet Warriors Prequel)
By Maia Starr
Chapter 1
In the far reaches of space near the M823 galaxy there lived an alien race of male dominant warriors called the Kalazaron. They were a fierce alien race that looked similar to humans, with a few differences. They were tall and lean at seven feet tall, sometimes taller. Their skin was accented with an iridescent blue in various areas of their taut skin and it was cold. This feature of cold skin was due to them adapting to their cold blue planet of Kaethon. They had long muscular limbs perfect for fighting and their persona was a very dominating one. They liked to get what they wanted, no matter what the cost or risk. And although there were female Kalazarons, they had very little influence or rights in the patriarchal society, as the men ruled with a hard fist.
It is near this cold blue planet of Kaethon that a starship from Earth found itself making an emergency landing. The humans had never heard of the Kalazaron before, and they were surprised to find them living on the planet of Kaethon as the M823 galaxy had always been thought of as a desolate one. So when the starship, that was carrying twenty mail-order brides to a planet of human miners, crash-landed on the surface they had no idea what they were in for. The human females could not foresee the sway the domineering Kalazaron warriors would have over their bodies and their hearts. The Kalazaron warriors could not foresee just how fascinated they would become with the human females that would set off years of revering them at a high value.
On this starship from Earth was the mail-order bride Meera, who thought she had left Earth for a better life and to finally marry. All that she wanted was to escape her New York where nothing ever happened and nothing ever happened to her. At five feet tall with brown hair, brown eyes, and a curvy figure she thought she was too plain to ever find a husband on Earth. Therefore when she read the advertisement for mail-order brides seeking to travel in space and live on the mining planet of Suvell, she jumped at the opportunity. Marrying a man she had never met was a small price to pay for a vastly different life with a chance of adventure. She knew growing up that she did not belong in New York and as she read the advertisement she thought, “Perhaps I do not belong on Earth either.”
So Meera joined nineteen other women on a ship manned by five crewmen to take them to Suvell. This particular crew had made the journey on a routine basis and it seemed very safe to her. But when the engine blew out, no amount of safety precautions could save them in space. They veered off course and straigh
t into the M823 galaxy and onto the nearest planet.
“It’s no good, we have to land now!” Captain Steck shouted as he maneuvered the ship.
“The only planet nearby is Kaethon! But look, it is showing signs of life,” the crewmate shouted.
“What? Kaethon is supposed to be an inhabited planet,” the captain said as he looked at the life scanning monitors.
“I guess our research was wrong,” the crewmate said as he prepared the emergency landing procedures.
“Great god. Let us hope that we land in an area without native or at least that they are hospitable,” the captain said.
Everyone looked at each other as they knew that usually in these situations that hostilities always arose, especially if the natives were an armed force.
In the living bay Meera and the other women screamed with fright at the eratic flight pattern of the ship.
“What do you think is happening?” Meera asked Tiffany, another mail order bride passenger with red hair and green eyes.
“I don’t know! But I think we might be crashing,” she yelled.
Meera’s eyes grew wide at Tiffany’s response. This was not in Meera’s plan. She only wanted to be a wife and to be taken to Suvell for a new start. She imagined a strong miner with a great body, a byproduct of his work, for a husband. This dream had been in her head for months while they traveled in space, and now it was all coming crashing down, literally.
As the starship entered the thick blue atmosphere of Kaethon, Captain Steck was in shock at what he saw before him. “I can’t believe it!”
“It’s an entire city! Look at that?” the crewmate shouted as they looked out the window before them at a gleaming city of blue glass and a well-built city structure.
“This is an advanced species. We must be ready for anything. What is that over there?” Captain Steck pointed toward an area devoid of buildings.
“It looks like crops.”
“Yes, I think you are right. Let’s aim for that. Our landing will not be a gentle one and the gravity measurements here are just about what they are on Earth. Oxygen levels are reading normal as well. Hold on!” the Captain yelled.
Seconds later the starship gouged a large scar through the crop fields as it crashed to a stop. They had made it. They were alive and in one piece, but now they were on a foreign planet they nothing about.
Meera unlatched her seat belt and stood up. “I think we’ve landed somewhere. Perhaps we made it to Suvell after all?”
“No, that is impossible. We had another three months of travel before we were anywhere close to Suvell,” Tiffany said.
The door opened and Captain Steck moved through the door. “Is everyone all right?”
“What happened? Where are we?” Meera asked in panic.
“Everyone remain calm. The ship suffered damages in space and we had to make an emergency landing. We have landed on the planet Kaethon. There is civilization here. We know nothing about this planet or its inhabitants. There is oxygen and gravity and we saw a very well built city on our descent. Let us hope that…”
Boom! Boom! Loud gunfire sounded from outside. “Exit or ship! Now!” the booming voice said over loudspeaker from outside. The girls screamed in panic. The Captain and the four crewmen looked at each other. “Well they speak our language. That is a plus,” the Captain said.
“I advise that we go out there slowly with our hands in the air. Let us show them that we are not hostile. That we only seek their help with our ship and then we will be on our way,” the Captain said to the crewmen who nodded in agreement.
So slowly they opened the door of the ship and walked out into a crop field of plants they had never seen. The air was cold, but not unbearable. In the distance were blue mountains on one side and the city on the other. But what was the most astonishing sight of all was the line of tall warriors standing before them with blasters and spears in their hands. They were tall males that looked human only different. Standing at seven feet tall and some of them taller than that, they were fierce looking. Their bare chest gleamed with iridescent blue tints along their oblique muscles, which were chiseled and toned. Broad shoulders were stout and thick supporting a very straight lined posture. The strong stomach muscles were hard and led down to their waist which was covered in a leather like kilt of sorts, almost like a Roman gladiator of ancient Rome. Thick black boots went up their calves and their muscular forearms were covered with leather like sheaths. In this uniform they looked ferocious because this alien race of warrior known as the Kalazaron had trained since they were young. It had been this way as far back as any Kalazaron could remember. They had always been a fighting race that used brute force to make decisions and to run their systems. They did not keep this type of behavior exclusive to their planet of Kaethon either. They commanded an impressive fleet of starships that roamed the nearby solar systems where they would pillage and plunder like pirates in space. They plundered for wealth often stealing treasure and taking captive animals and beings as slaves to toil in their fields, in their houses, and sometimes even in their beds. But the Kalazaron were not all brawn and muscle, they were very intelligent and advanced, more so than Earthlings. Their technology was superior and unlike anything that humans had ever seen. Their starships were fast and had an invisible cloak shield that let them sneak up on unsuspecting ships. Their weapons were innovative and their fighting skills were only made more effective because of their large size, long arms meant a long reach. The city structure was progressive and the buildings made the most of the beautiful nature of the blue planet by using lots of glass to let the vast views inside, but still kept the inside private through use of a special blue glaze. This strong, intelligent, advanced warrior alien race now held weapons aimed at the Earthlings that had crashed landed onto their planet, and they were very suspicious and angry.
“Tell us who you are and what you are doing here now,” a strong warrior said as he stepped forward. He had dark black hair and stunning blue eyes and was an inch taller than the rest. His name was Baku Janga and he was the commander of this warrior unit.
“We had a problem with our starship and had to make an emergency landing. We would like your help to fix the ship and be back on our trip,” Captain Steck said as he did not move a muscle other than to talk.
“Why should I believe you? What are you? Where do you come from?” Baku asked.
“We are humans from the planet Earth in the Milky Way Galaxy. We are on our way to the planet Suvell.”
“Earth? I have not heard of this Earth or of this galaxy. You lie and why are there many females among you and few males? This is wrong. Guards take them! Take them all into the cages!” Baku shouted.
Everyone screamed and the captain tried to reason with the commander, but it was Meera who shouted and stepped forward.
“You cannot do this you brute! You cannot just take people hostage like this! We have done nothing to you!” she shouted.
Baku stopped and looked and looked at her. He arched his eyebrows and stepped very close to her. He put only an inch between his chest and her face as he towered over her. As he looked down upon her he smiled and took a strand of her brown hair into his fingers. He leaned down and sniffed it. “What are you?”
“I am human,” she said jutting her chin in the air. “I am on a trip to get to a miner to be my husband and you are interrupting that. Now I demand that you help us fix our ship and let us be on our way,” she said defiantly.
“Human. I don’t know what a human is, but you I find interesting. Take her to my chambers,” he said to one of his guards as he moved to continue shouting orders.
“What?! No!” Meera shouted but it was no use. As she looked around she could see that all the women and the crewmen were being restrained with hands tied behind their backs. She was not. Instead a guard held her by the arm and forced her forward through the cropland and toward the massive city that loomed before them.
Chapter 2
Meera found herself sitting on
a crude bed made of steel bars with a hard mattress inside a sparse grey room. She was alone wondering why she had been separated from everyone else. She hoped that this was a temporary arrangement and that after she explained, or the captain explained, that they meant no harm to this planet. That they would let them go. But something about the way those alien males seemed to be very skilled warriors, as though it was their entire lives, made her feel like that would not be happening.
Whoosh! The door opened and the warrior in command at the crash site walked in. Meera sucked in a sharp breath of air as his towering physique moved into the room. She was a little scared but also fascinated by this impressive male before her. His blue black hair was buzz shaved on his left side above his ear, and the right side was a little long and choppy. His green eyes searched over her body as she shifted in her seat. His bare chest forced her eyes to look at it and she did notice the strong six-pack abs and stout arms. His square jaw and full lips made him a very handsome specimen indeed.
