What Could Have Been by SidheRoseGraphics ()
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Alba had taken Wulf under her wing after discovering he was rather handy with fixing things - the everyday sorts of things. She made it abundantly clear he was not to touch the drives, the consoles, the gas/fuel lines or any of the technical equipment, but he took the load off her as far as keeping up the maintenance on the little things. As the months passed, she showed him more about the wiring. It kept him busy and allowed her to keep an 'eye' on him and how he was doing. So far, he was fine. Maybe there was some hope for him afterall. However, being stuck on a ship and being out on a world were two different things.
They were working on a faulty refrigeration unit in the cargo bay, when Wulf asked her a question that had been of great intrigue to him after Shea told him Alba's story. Maybe Shea knew, but it didn't seem like anyone else did. "Just what would have happened to you, if you had become the bride of this Lord Dunmar? Would it have really been so bad, as opposed to saving your people from a war with the Faladarians?"
Alba laughed abruptly and lowered her wrench, turning slowly toward Wulf. One thin brow rose and her eyes narrowed. "What would have been so bad?! You, my friend, do not know the Faladarians! They are evil incarnate...every single one of them, and Dunmar is the worst of them. They lie, they cheat, they murder and steal - and those are their good qualities. On the bad side, they're the worst sort of necromancers. They're like what you Terrans call 'vampires', both sanguinary and psionic. Their researchers experiment with those they capture, trying to find ways to keep them alive, while torturing them in unspeakable ways to 'feed' on their fear and darkness. When they do die, they reanimate them and turn them into Night Stalkers. The Night Stalkers are the ones who steal people and take them back to their masters. Dunmar would have turned me to be like them, so he could control me and my powers. I would have become a slave to the need to feed on blood and fear. Aside from all that, I find him totally repulsive! I wouldn't even want him touching me, much less anything more. He wouldn't have ceased his war. He just wanted me. He was lying to get what he wanted, pure and simple."
Wulf stood there looking like he wasn't quite sure he believed all that could be, his brow knotted in bemusement. It all sounded like some fantasy world in some game. "Seriously?"
"When we are finished with this - this has to be fixed and soon, or we'll have spoiled cargo - I'll take you up to Bellana's library and show you some of the reports on them she's compiled by our own scholars, and scholars of other outland races. You can see for yourself. I don't make these things up, Wulf. I know you've spent the bulk of your life on space stations, but the universe is full of strange things. What seems a fantasy to you is someone else's or something else's reality. Get used to that idea, because you won't last long, if you don't." Alba returned her attention to the line she was repairing. "Can you cut me a new piece of this tubing, and then go shut off the Nitrous to this unit...the one that says NOZ on the handle? I have to replace it. It's got a weak spot and it's leaking."
"Sure thing, boss-lady!"
"Just call me Alba. Please?"
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Image Comments (19)
beeing stuck or locked up in contray to a life on a world brings me to think. some psycho azz in one of my therapies told me i have to destroy all alcohol and keep a mile away from things. i know of people who have been sober during their "lockup". thats easy to not drink or do drugs when you are locked up. but you must go into the world walking in a sea of alcohol** and drugs and not touching anything. i have always beer and wine in the fridge in case someone visits but i just keep away form the crap its that easy.have it all aound and keep away makes me stronger everyday. ** that does not counts on sex therapies you cannot walk in a world of pussies without touching any i am afraid.well i still have my weak spots lol. just a little 1st of may thoughts .