Surreality (Part 16)

Minaroro had never seen people, in her entire life, as old as the seven people who sat before her now and wondered how they kept their power from being taken by the younger and stronger soldiers standing around them. Minaroro then noticed the crying couple just to the right of the elders and, based on what Tamas had told her once, concluded that they were the child’s parents. Tamas had once told her that other races actually became upset if their children were injured for reasons other then the insult to the families honor that the attack caused, Minaroro had never understood why this was the case, but knew what she had to do.
Minaroro walked toward the couple, ignoring the elders and their commands for her to stay where she was, while she moved toward them she pulled the knife she had confiscated from the large man who had thrown her, when she reached the couple she stopped. The couples looks of fear became looks of shock and bewilderment when Minaroro bowed to them and handed the father the knife, then took a step back and waited for the death blow with her eyes closed, a dishonorable Draconian did not deserve the honor of watching their own death. Several minutes passed without anyone moving, the elders and their guards were too shocked to see such an act from their enemy and the couple just looked confused, Minaroro stood unwavering expecting death at any second.
The door behind Minaroro slide open and a young commander strolled into the room casually, glanced at Minaroro then turned to the elders and announced that the child was in stable condition and would make a complete recovery.
Minaroro’s eyes snapped open in surprise, causing the couple to take a step back in fear, Minaroro turned toward the commander, “Tamas?” Minaroro said in complete disbelief. The commander turned his head to face Minaroro, “Roro?…should have know it was you, no other Draconian would have tried to save that kid or gotten themselves captured in the process” Tamas said after a minute of staring at Minaroro. “I thought you were dead” Minaroro said with tears in her eyes. “Do you know this Draconian commander Maridian?” the elders asked. “Now why would you think that?” Tamas inquired, not really specifying who he was asking or looking at anyone in particular and kind of looking at the ceiling as to avoid everyone’s eye. Both the elders and Minaroro answered at the same time; “She said your name and since when can you speak fluent Draconian?” “My sister blew up the crate you were hiding in”. Tamas paused a second to assimilate both responses “Yes I know her” Tamas said to the elders then turned to Minaroro “It occurred to me that if I hid in the escape pods I would reduce the risk of detection so I moved to them while you were talking to your sister, I am sorry I caused you so much pain” then Tamas turned to the couple “She is expecting you to kill her to make up for her attack on your child” he informed them. “And why does she not offer to do the same for the soldiers she killed commander?” the elders asked in a harsh tone, Tamas chuckled and explained to the elders that Minaroro is a warrior and so were the soldiers and killing each other is their job and that job only includes warriors to Minaroro, the child is a innocent and as such Minaroro dishonored herself, the family of the child, and everyone she has ever fought when she injured the child. That and she’s always had a soft spot for children.
Upon hearing this, the mother of the child made a decision she took the knife from her husband and walked toward Minaroro. When Minaroro saw this she turned to face the women, closed her eyes and waited.

Surreality (Part 15)

Minaroro woke without a hint of movement to give her newly conscious state away to anyone who might be watching her, a slight chill touched Minaroro’s skin informing her that her armor was gone. Minaroro moved imperceptibly testing her restraints, they would be too weak to hold Minaroro if she wanted out of them but that fact gave her the element of surprise, should she need it, considering she sensed at least five guards around her, she probably would.
Minaroro opened her eyes slightly and saw a very large man standing over her, “So this is what a mighty Draconian soldier looks like?” the man sneered as he lifted Minaroro up by her neck, “I am disappointed, this soldier, a member of the most feared race in the universe, is nothing more then a little girl” after saying this the man threw Minaroro towards the wall with only minor effort. Minaroro’s eyes snapped open, her restraints flew apart, and she immediately rotated in a tight ball so her feet hit the wall first; pushing off from the wall Minaroro tackled the man who had thrown her, slamming them both into the opposite wall 50 feet away. The mans fearful eyes reflected Minaroro’s emotionless face, they also informed Minaroro that the other guards had their weapons trained on her head.
Minutes passed with no one moving, “Alright that’s enough, put new restraints on her and lets get moving the council wants to see her in 10 minutes” said the young squad leader, who had, until the fight broke out, been napping unnoticed in the corner. Minaroro allowed the guards to place restraints on her and walked with them towards what she figured would be a location closer to an exit, Minaroro also was morbidly curious as to what fate awaited a captured soldier because no Draconian had ever been captured and her people did not take prisoners as far as she knew. Minaroro studied the route they were taking with great care in hopes of finding some detail that would help in her escape. “Here we are, you go in alone, Draconian” the squad leader informed Minaroro as he held the door open for her. “I think these are yours” Minaroro said quietly as she handed the restraints, she had removed, back to the squad leader and walked through the door to find out her fate.