Jasih: Paranormal Sci-Fi Alien Romance (Àlien Mates Book 2)

by Ashley L. Hunt

  Two minutes later, we were walking down an open place full of a strange, black material. I heard Eladia talking to her robot assistant, discussing the importance of roads and tar in the archaic ages. Soon, I found myself getting intimidated by the sound of her voice. But still, I couldn’t get enough of it.

  A round, pale object was flying in the sky. This planet’s natural satellite was beautiful but lonely up there. Back home, the three moons used to dance all night, casting many different colors to the sky. The night was as bright as the day, and the Esuh didn’t feel lonely. I didn’t know why that name gave me that painful feeling, but Esuh didn’t feel pain, no loneliness either.

  Even by just remembering that one name, all those pictures came back to me. The Living Oceans that swallowed and spat whole worlds in their wake, and the Flying Fortress, the pride of all the Esuhes. Walking down this...road, I suddenly felt the weight of the world falling on my shoulders. Esuh meant lonely, and I felt like I was just beginning to grasp the meaning behind that word.

  Chapter Seven

  Eladia

  In my family, we had a saying: ‘you can’t be silent or hungry, or else you’ll stay silent and hungry.’ To be honest, I had never quite understood the meaning of that peculiar saying, not before I found myself walking on that red thing I could only guess was some kind of moss.

  Seeing Jay walk in front of me, his head up but totally absent the whole time, reminded me of the things my mom used to say. However, I was still not feeling comfortable around him. What if he turned back to that...Dark Jay? What had triggered that reaction of him?

  Questions span inside my head, but I couldn’t find the strength to ask him. Well, not before I heard Silver laughing two strides behind me. I slowed down and allowed her to get closer to me. She and Zan seemed to have a pleasant chat, but I was more surprised at the fact that Zan was walking on his two feet and not on his four.

  When I first saw him before, I thought that his longer limbs and stronger arms indicated his inability to master walking on his two feet, but I was totally wrong. I stumbled upon a strange conversation:

  “And so, how old are you?” Silver asked, trying to add more information to her research.

  Zan replied using a raucous, seemingly random, choice of words from different languages. Silver laughed at him again. What could he say to her that would make her laugh? She just asked him how old he was. I decided to delve deeper into the matter.

  “Hey, Silver. I see you’ve got a new friend.” I smiled, but I didn’t feel the joy reaching my eyes. Jay was still on my mind.

  “Oh hello Eladia. Yeah, Zan is superb. He’s intelligent, and funny, and doesn’t munch on his words. He’s a perfect gift. Thank you again, Eladia.”

  I suppressed the need to hide behind my palm and decided to take the usual path: “He’s not a pet Silver. I thought we talked about this before.”

  For an Android morpher, Silver had an extensive array of expressions; the one she was casting at me now was a blend of bafflement and disappointment. What was with robots and pets? I would never understand them.

  “So, what are you talking about? Has he seen any signs of the relic or anything towards it?”

  Her holographic face flashed. “Now that you mention it, there was something he said that was weird. According to a story, his ancestors told him, humans didn’t exist until very recently. A surge of growing potential seemed to appear in this part of the world a hundred years ago, right about the time Mr. Jasih appeared.”

  Nice. Now she could pronounce his name too. And what was about the honorifics? “That’s really interesting. That’s why other Chroniclers didn’t find anything in other parts of the Primordial Earth. The new species of these mammals must have started their evolution in this section of the world. But, that also means-”

  “Yes. The only reports of technology apparently affecting life are that of the Nusae.”

  She was right. Oh, my God, she was right. But that meant that Jay must have had something to do with it. I left behind my second thought and raised my pace to get to Jay’s side. I hoped that if I talked to him about it, then something may jog his memory and more information about his previous life would come to the surface. Hell, he may also knew the exact location of the relic.

  I got closer to him, but he didn’t slow down. I’m almost sure that he had seen me, but he started walking faster, intentionally. Finally, I caught up to him. “Excuse me! Jay, can you please slow down? I have something I want to ask you!”

  For a change, he seemed to hear me; he slowed down, but not nearly enough as I would have expected him to. My ponytail swung furiously, and in my mind, I thought that I must have looked like a crazy person. Well, I didn’t care. He might knew something about the relic.

  “What’s with you humans and all these questions? Where are you from? Who are you? What’s your purpose in life? I mean, do you ever stop to think why you wonder so much about useless things?”

  He was furious alright, but I couldn’t let his bad mood fester me. “Now that you mention it, you seem to know many things about many species. Have you ever heard the Nusae?” I was now following him, but he suddenly stopped. I pumped into his back and almost fell to the ground. “Hey. A little warning next time?”

  “What about the Nusae? How do you know about the Nusae?”

  So he did know something about them! It seemed that only the memories of his people, Esuh, were the ones he had forgotten. “For the last time, humans have colonized half the galaxy. We’re right up there with all kinds of species, like--”

  He started walking fast again like I had never even talked. We arrived at a type of a crossroad, full of green and purple trees that touched the sky. Their trunks were big enough to compete with the fallen buildings, but the important part was Jay drawing away from me.

  I was trying to follow him, but my breath was scorching my lungs. I realized that I had been walking for almost a whole day and that I hadn’t had a single drop of water for hours. But something inside me drew me towards that man. His will to fight, to lead, to infuriate me every waking moment was unbelievable.

  Now I was running behind him, but he didn’t stop. Somewhere in the back, Silver and Zan followed us, but I didn’t have time to stop and wait for them.

  Again, Jay suddenly stopped and turned to face me. He didn’t talk, not even seem angry; a cold calmness reigned over his face. His nerve! He made me chase him around, and now he looked like he had just met me.

  “Hey! Listen...you stupid...alien!” I lacked oxygen, and my vocabulary narrowed down to simple words and phrases. I panted my lungs out, but I didn’t stop. Instead, I found the strength to raise my voice even higher. “You...will...tell me everything...you know about the Nusae!”

  “Why should I? Do you think you’re that important to me?” His voice was low, yet menacing. I took a step back. Just a precaution. He didn’t seem to control his change.

  “I didn’t say that. But if you tell me everything you know about them, I might help you remember who you are!” I couldn’t lower my voice; my anger had turned to a cacophony of words.

  And then it came; the roar.

  He opened his mouth, and he just roared at me, like the Lions did way back, when humans still lived here. Still, I was so mad at him that I didn’t want to stop. “Do you think that you can get your memories back without me? How? You didn’t even know the name of your species until now!” I yelled the last word.

  Just barely, I sensed Silver behind me. Zan snarled next to her. It was somehow reassuring that I had people behind me—well, a feral human and an android, but it counted as a help, though that didn’t make me feel any safer. After all, he was the man who had killed a pack of those creatures earlier, all by himself.

  I expected some kind of reaction, but it never came. On the contrary, he took the same expression he did just before the attack on the spaceship. The attack on the spaceship? That meant…

  “Eladia, I think it would be better if you lowered your
voice…” Silver told me, but I knew it was too late.

  Jay came closer to me, and he told me almost whispering: “you and your loud words. You must have woken up the whole forest.”

  “We’re in the middle of this, and now you want to assign blames? Fine then. Your roar didn’t help either.”

  Zan shushed us both. We turned and faced him at the same time; he pointed behind us.

  “Do...do you hear that?” I muttered. Jay snorted.

  At first, it was a muffled sound of tiny feet crowding in front of us, but with every passing moment, the sound became an uproar of countless insects walking.

  I couldn’t see anything, so I thought it would be better to know what we were facing. “Silver, give us some light.” And then, we saw them. “Oh...my...what in this world are all these?”

  Thousands, no...tens of thousands overgrown insects crawled around us. We thought that they were coming from behind us, but no. They had already surrounded us. Big, disgusting heads, with dark bluish eyes were watching us. Spiders, or something close to a spider, with six long legs and two smaller, all hairy, were moving fast towards us.

  “They are of the insectoid family, but I’ve never seen species like these. They seem to be a mix of two different organisms, but I don’t know how to characterize them.”

  Silver’s voice was the last thing I could hear. A gentle pinch on my neck started spreading a warm feeling to my head and then to the rest of my body. I wanted to scream, God how much I wanted to let out a big, lengthy scream, but I couldn’t.

  I felt tiny legs walk on my skin, inside my shirt. Tears clouded my eyes, and I thought everything was over. Strangely, I already felt lighter, like I was getting carried away by two strong arms. Was that what it felt like when dying? It was a nice feeling. I could get used to it.

  My blurry eyes showed me random pictures. I saw Jay’s face, his strong eyes, and hard lines, came closer to mine. For a moment there I thought he would kiss me; and at that moment, I wanted him to.

  Chapter Eight

  Jay

  Damn you Eladia. You had to go and get bitten by one of those things. My hands ached, but not so much as I thought they would. I wasn’t sure if it had something to do with her or those things that were biting me. Yet, I didn’t feel dizzy, just a bit hazy.

  At least, this planet’s gravity was comfortable. Jumping from one branch to the other was a breeze, even with the extra weight from the half-dead human. Her skin was getting cold, fast. I managed to kill the little cricket that bit her, but I didn’t have time to help the robot and the savage. They would have to take care of themselves for now.

  The higher I got, the denser the darkness became. I didn’t have a plan yet, so I just ran as fast as I could. The picture of the waves of those six-legged creatures somehow disgusted me. I was never too fond of insects, but those little monsters were an extra layer creepy.

  I finally got to the top. The air up here was clean and smelled kinda nice. I felt the wind caressing my face and tangling my hair. I looked down to my extra passenger, and I saw something different. Her dark hair was finally free of that ugly tail on her head. The breeze gave her an otherworldly feel, while her hair flapped in the wind.

  The beating muscle of my chest wanted to touch them, but my head stored the most vital organ of my body, and told me that there was no time for emotions. Her life was in danger.

  One big leap to the dark later and I was back on the road, only, this time, I could see my surroundings correctly. I searched for a light source, only to find a peculiar looking bird. But it had a funny look to it. Its skin glistened in the night, and instead of wings, it had two fin-like instruments, one in the top and one in the bottom. Its belly was the light source I was looking at.

  “This planet is crazy. Now I get why humans turned out as crazy as they did.” It chirped and flew around me. It smelled of flowers and something wet. My skin prickled at the thought of what could that mean.

  There was water nearby.

  I followed it behind a curtain of vines, all of them heavy with red-colored buds. The path was rough and full of metals and rocks, but my steps were steady. I took my time over an opening to the ground which smelled funny. Eladia now had trouble breathing, and her blood pumping organ was beating fast.

  At least, in that part, we are the same, human. Our hearts beat strong. I suddenly wanted to save her. I wanted to hear her voice again, yelling at me. I was not sure what drove me straight into that madness, but seeing her sleeping like that, I thought it would be a waste to let her die in my arms.

  The smell of water was getting stronger, and my unusual guide finally flew away, leaving me alone in the dark. For a moment, I panicked.

  Me? The great Prime Officer? Afraid? I was in the middle of nowhere, with no light, no knowledge of my surroundings or anything to guide me to the end of this narrow alleyway. So, yes, panic was the first thing that came to my mind.

  But as soon as I took another step forward, a weak light appeared at the end of my way. At first, it was only one tiny light, something I wouldn’t have notice if I wasn’t in such a despair, but then, this one light became two, the two became four, and before I could count to ten, the whole glade erupted in light.

  A greenish pond was right in the middle of a destroyed building, full of vines, moss and every kind of dark-colored flower. This place was an ecosystem by itself, with flowers getting their aggressive colors from the flying animals, and the animals probably swimming and feeding and living off them. In all honesty, it was something wonderful.

  I tried to take in everything, but something troubled me; Eladia suddenly seemed heavier. “Fuck. She’s almost dead. I have to do something.”

  The first thing that came to my mind was to give her a sip of that greenish water. I didn’t know why, maybe it was my own body craving for the wet element, or something totally illogical, but that was what I chose to do.

  I placed her on a bed of fallen leaves and cupped my hands inside the pond. The water was cold but refreshing. I had to stop myself from taking a sip when I remembered that Eladia needed it more than I did.

  From what I managed to gather, only half of it ended up in her mouth. This scene brought up a memory, or rather what it was the shadow of a thought.

  ...I’m not good at taking care of people. I’m great at breaking them…

  I looked at my hands, and I knew I was right. I had just killed a whole pack of creatures, and almost hit Eladia. My fists were my words, and I didn’t know when to stop. I checked her temperature, but nothing had changed. I ran back and forth to the pond a couple times more, but there was nothing more I could do.

  In the end, I just stood above her motionless body and felt a hollow dread. She was dead.

  I didn’t know why I cared. Back in the crossroad, almost an hour ago, I wanted to kill her, to at least abandon her. Now...I wanted to see her angry eyes again.

  One of the birds flew next to her. I moved my hand to shoo it, but as it pecked her wet hand, she opened her eyes and looked around her like nothing had happened.

  Without realizing it, I had stopped breathing. The air surged in my body, and I wanted to slap my face.

  You got soft, Jasih. She’s just a human.

  Chapter Nine

  Eladia

  My head span and I was really close to throwing up my breakfast, which I now remembered it was the only thing I had eaten all day. I tried to focus on the small lights flying above me. For a moment, I took a wild guess. Are those stars?

  I heard the splashing of water next to me, and random things started to come up. The endless waves of insectoids, the sudden sting in my neck…my hand rushed to the part which now felt sore and smooth. There was no evidence that it had ever happened, except the fact that a small patch of skin around that part of my neck, still had a cold feeling around it.

  I’m sure I was dead, but someone must have saved me. But who? Who was the one that carried me away and protected me? Zan was too feeble to be able to do that,
and Silver lacked the initiative.

  That left only one person.

  “You’re awake,” Jay uttered in a matter-of-fact tone.

  It was like he had fought the venom with his own two hands and made sure to win, that was his at that moment. But there was also something else there. Maybe it was relief?

  Nah, I’m just fooling myself.

  His clothes were torn apart. The fabric on the front part of his black shirt, was full of holes and through it, I could see open wounds with dried blood. He was seriously hurt, more than he would ever dare to admit. Even so, here he was, looking at me with the same cold glare. His eyes showed nothing.

  “Yes, it seems I am. Did you...did you save me?” My voice still shattered. Seriously, what is wrong with me?

  “Yes.” The word left his mouth easily, with a tint of plain arrogance. He seemed to imply that there was no one else who would be able to do it.

  “Thank you. I owe you my life.”

  “Yes,” he replied instantly. My brows shot up in surprise.

  Is he gonna ask me to serve him for the rest of my life to pay up the debt? Typical man’s attitude. Even among generations and generations of different species throughout space, that part remains the same. They’re all pigs.

  I tried to push my body up, to lie against the weak trunk of a cut tree. I started to discern the beautiful, fire-birds. Yes, that word suited them well. A reference from an old book came to my mind. It was a short abstract one about a type of insect, fireflies. It could perfectly explain those creatures as well.

  As my eyes swiped the glade, they finally caught Jay moving towards the water in the middle. The greenish pond gave off an intoxicating aroma, something of roses and squashed berries. I wanted to get a sip. But I was not the only one who seemed to have the same idea.

  Jay’s long and brawny hands stretched upwards, pulling his shirt on their way up. Suddenly, below the destroyed fabric and under the quizzical demeanor, another part of Jay appeared, that of his physical perfectness.