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A/N: This is a short chapter, but no worries! The next chapter will be long and about Edwin and his life on the Clan Ship! Also I will make it a POV from Edwin's point of view.

Really…sorry about this short chapter. I hate writing short chapters, but I had to just this once.

Thanks everyone for the wonderful reviews! And I hope you enjoy this chapter and the ones to come =)

 

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Sonia gasped at the painful tightening in her heart. Already she can feel something disgusting wiggling inside her chest. As the minutes went by she could've sworn the thing was growing bigger. Perspiration tickled down her temple at the feel of her body growing hotter. What was worst was the feel of her skin tightening in discomfort. She was going to die soon…

"You look uncomfortable there, Sonia," Kyle said with mock concerned. She hissed a curse when he knelt beside her and brought out a rag to wipe the sweat from her forehead. "No worries, it won't be long now…"

He startled when she let out a bitter laugh. Scowling, he asked. "What's so funny?"

Once her laughter subsided, she flashed the boy a look of rage and amusement. "You really think it will be easy to kill the Captain?"

He frowned. "The Xenomorph will take care of that."

Again she laughed. "You said it yourself, Kyle," she spat. "The Captain herself had killed plenty of Xenomorphs…and to top it she's being guarded by two Yautja. And then there's her father, the General, what makes you think he will stand aside and watch his only child get killed?"

This time it was Kyle's turned to laugh. "You seriously think this is a drone Xeno?" his smile widened at her confused expression. "If you had done more studying then training than perhaps you might've learned a few things about these magnificent creatures."

"What are you talking about?" she bit out.

"There are different types of Xenomorphs the Queen births. You have your drones, who are the workers. Then you have Warrior Xenomorph, the Carrier, the Runner, Ravager…the list goes on," he chuckled. "Well it does depend on who its hosts are…but for the one you're carrying was quite hard to find…" She stiffened when he ran his fingers over her chest. "The one you're carrying is called an Emperor…a Queen normally birth this one during a Hive War."

"And you seriously think you can kill it?" she cried angrily. "You're delusional as you're insane, you son-of-a-bitch!"

Kyle continued to stare at her with amusement. "Yes, I agree my mother is a bitch," he chuckled as she spews more foul languages at him.

 

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"You're no brother of mine," the General hissed before walking off with his daughter still cradled in his arms.

Vor'mekta watched as his youngest half-brother disappeared through the corridors. Clenching his fists, it would seem R'ka was still holding a grudge against him after all these years…not that he blamed him. Since childhood the two had been inseparable. Though R'ka had been younger Vor'mekta had always kept a close eye on his young brother. There were times where he was forced to stand back and watch R'ka accept challenges from others. All those time being held back was all due because of his Sire. Elder Nihkou'te had been there for all of R'ka's challenges and Vor'mekta was always forced to stand back.

R'ka had always looked up to him…until…

Vor'mekta shook his head of that unfortunate day. Now wasn't the time to reminisce on lost memory, he thought bitterly. Him and his brother parted ways many years ago…and R'ka wasn't going to forgive him no matter what.

"You and the General are…brothers?"

Vor'mekta snapped out of thought when he heard the disbelief voice of the Honored Warrior. Halkrath stood in front of him with a questioning look.

He grunted. "Elder Nihkou'te is a powerful warrior despite his hybrid blood. For his many victories in battles and trophies, females from other Clans seek his attention. I am one of many pups he sired. But R'ka was the only hybrid pup he sired from an ooman female."

"He claimed to have no blood ties to you," Halkrath remarked with interest. "What have you done to anger your brother?"

With a growl, the Arbitrator pushed passes the younger warrior and left the corridors, but not before uttering these warning. "Don't trust Nihkou'te."

Halkrath almost called him back but the older male was already turning the corner. The warning he left behind had left a bitter taste in his mouth. Though he had already known not to trust the Elder, but Vor'mekta only confirmed his suspicions.

 

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Entering his daughter's apartment the General approached her bedroom and gently laid her on the bed. When he pulled back his eye widen at the sight of her staring at him with anger and accusation. Straightening back up, the General casually brushed his coat before pulling a chair beside the bed and sitting down.

"How long were you awake?" he asked gruffly, his eye staring at the foot of her bed.

"Long enough," she answered stonily. "So…how many other secrets have you been keeping from me, General?"

He stiffened at her icy tone, but kept his face cool of any emotion betraying his beating heart.

Seeing the stubborn look in her father's eye, she snapped. "How many more relatives do I have? Do I have any more uncles or even aunts out there?" her cold eyes glared at him. "Did you fuck any females Yautja while you were up there, too?"

"Akira Cross!"

Cross flinched at her father's thunderous tone and sank back further into the pillows. But she couldn't shake off the feeling of betrayal. Why hadn't her father told her any of this? He was comfortable enough to tell her of his mother's past…but why did he withheld the information that the Arbitrator was her damn uncle?

"I have no blood ties with that bastard," Edwin hissed. "He is no brother of mines."

Her eyes widened at the sight of her father's furious face. Whatever happened on the Clan Ship between him and the Arbitrator must've been devastating.

Gathering her courage, Cross had to know the story behind this. Looking into her father's gray eye, she asked. "Dad, tell me…" she pleaded. "Please…"

Sighing heavily Edwin stared into his daughter's eyes and he realized his grandfather was right. She did deserve to know everything…not only about Vor'mekta…but about his life on the Clan Ship. This was his chance to finally reveal to her his childhood from every little details. No matter how pathetic or painful it was…she needed to know.

"Akira, let me tell you a story…"

 

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A/N: serious…sorry about the short chapter!

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