#alien race

My jabberwocky alien’s

Culture

They are very nomadic and naturalized to different environments quickly. So culturally, they are extremely varied and diverse culture with many different languages and religions. they would have localized names if they've been on a certain planet or moon for long enough! Once they have someplace they like they tend to stick around

Things they may have kept from their original culture from their home planet!!!

Ancestor worship or worship of the “The Many Dead”

A preference for a hunter gatherer society over farming.

Extreme cultural significance in sewing reading and other textile crafts.

Big body’s of Water are EVIL.

Children are the future *mandalorian theme starts playing*

Weapons: spears, bolo, nets/throwing net, rope dart, meteor hammer.

Common clothing styles 

Since the jabberwockys fur is essentially their ears covering it up by significant amounts would be counter productive they tend to wear braided or cording garments stuff that has a lot of holes. Neck decorations are very popular as well as headdresses arm bands, and tail bands. Their tentacles are also decorated but it is less common. For good references check out Arabian horse tack and sight hound collars.

Space travel

They don't have their own technology instead borrowing from other species. Because of their brains elasticity when it comes to learning new things, they can figure out most alien technology if given time, and if the technology interfaces well with their senses! Their homeworld didn't have advanced technology So they were basically picked up and then spread around by accident by other spacefaring species! NOW YOU CANT GET RID OF THEM.

Strength in comparison to others and how they deal with conflicts.

 if they ever did get into a conflict with anybody, it's basically the emu war of 1932. The Jabberwocky aliens are the emus.

Necrons

AAAAAAAAaAaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?!?!?!?!?!? >8U

They don’t really remember the war in heaven, but it was bad enough that they have a natural hate for them.

Orks

You smell Good. I WILL EAT U NOW.

Perhaps this is how the Jabberwocky got the fungus to begin with, but now they view orks as the most DELICIOUS FOOD. And will actively hurt them to eat. Some Jabberwocky cultures have breed animals to sniff out still developing Orks in the ground to dig up to harvest (like truffles) Orks are the only sentient species the Jabberwocky will eat voluntarily when not in starving conditions.

Aeldari (Eldar)

Crocodiles and capybaras. 

Drukhari(Dark Eldar)

KILL. NO TALK. SEE ONE KILL ONE. Much like humpback whales who will save random things that a killer whale is trying to eat, Jabberwocky’s will go out of their way to rescuers living things from dark eldar and kill the dark Eldar. Their hatred of this faction is brighter than a star. And deeper than the warp.

Chaos

Because of their low warp content the Jabberwocky’s don’t get corrupted by it often, but it dose happen ever now and then. The fungus acts like an immune system when this happens and will try to fight the corruption and sometimes even wins, mitigating, or even reversing much of the damage done by the corruption. The Jabberwocky view those who fall to Chaos like plague victims, it is not spiritual it is a disease like radiation poisoning.

The imperium of man

The Imperium views the jabberwockys like most Xenos, It needs to die. Despite this jabberwockys get along with humans very well! Their social structures are very similar, and when working together they can achieve a great deal! Many a human society was exterminated because of their tight knit relationship with a local jabberwocky population. (One forgotten Primark though… took them under their wing and cared and loved them as beloved companions.)

Unfortunately for The imperium of man they cannot ever get rid of these bastards. They are raccoons. They live everywhere and they will get inside of your attic and multiply. You will find Jabberwocky in hive, worlds any worlds with tall cities or massive tall forests, happily living, and multiplying not caring that the imperial wishes for their extinction.

Rough traders LOVE jabberwocky and they love rough traders in return. Their willingness to cooperate, dexterity of mind, and sheer physical strength makes them an invaluable asset to a rogue traders. If there is a population of Jabberwocky on a planet that rogue trader has found they snap them up into their crew or cultivate a safe Haven for them if possible.

The mechanics wish that the Jabberwocky would cease to exist. The tendency for our large sentient noodles friends to just take technology under the pretense of borrowing it drives the mechanics insane. They’re really big Jawas!

Leagues of Votann

Would you like to trade stuff? No? Ok we will borrow it for a bit . (Jawa protocol activated)

they like the dwarfs. The dwarfs not so much! The jabberwockys really like the Votann and their stuff and will try to make friends with them! sometimes this works, sometimes not. They tend to have more success with the nomadic clan. The votann usually view the Jabberwocky as extremely large pests.

T’au Empire

For the greeter good? Ok!

Because of their great  size and strength they are almost always in the fire cast. The jabberwockys could fit in to other cast and Excel but they are to valuable on the field of battle to put them anywhere else. The jabberwockys fit in with the t’au just as well as human do, the structure and clear direction of the the empire works for many of them. But some jabber are not fond of the lack of choice and the inability to leave if the greeter good no longer is good in their opinion.

Tyranids/Genestealer

with tyranids jabberwockys are a lot like orks. They can't get tricked by genestealers because of there tendrils! They can smell it on them recognizing the cancer that is the genestealer infection. They will kill the affected people and then fucking book it for the Hills.  they'll find the closest space station, stowaway on the nearest ship, and then stuff themselves into the vents a nd get the hell out of Dodge. If a conflict is inevitable, they fight like caged raccoons. Their ultimate goal is to get away not to win.

Biology

The jabberwockys are diurnal, preferring hunting and existing in daylight hours with plenty of light. They have three sets of eyes , the big set with the X pupils and two sets of compound eyes , one set on the back of the head and the other on the underside of their chin , and the holes beside their eyes are nostrils! Their compound eyes are very good at catching movement; they can also see a much wider light spectrum, including harmful radiation, but they can’t see detail very well. They’re large forward facing non-compound eyes are very powerful, being able to focus and see highly detailed objects from very far away very well in motion without difficulty. 

Their nostrils are not for smelling, the tendrils on their head does the smelling!

They're not very good at smelling things in the air. Their ability to sense smells within the air is about as strong as ours, but they're ability to find trace smells on objects and surfaces is stellar; they can even tell who is related to them, from scent alone! It is very common for individuals who have never met each other to do a gentle head bump and allow their tendrils to intertwine to introduce one another, similarly to dogs and cat sniffing and touching noses. This can be rather disturbing for individuals who do not share the same anatomy!

They're covered in soft hairs that can sense electrical fields and vibrations, so their whole body is an ear. The follicles are very long, hollow and made up of thousands of tiny filaments much like a owl’s feathers Their fur color varies greatly, when they first grow hair jabberwocky are a eggshell white, changing to their adult colors as they age depending upon the natural biome that they grew up in, though they tend to get darker in color as they age some of the oldest individuals of their species are pitch black. The color is not a pigment, in stead the filament of the each strands has up to 20 layers. As light hits the top layer it refracts. Some of it gets reflected, and some passes through to the layers below!

Because of the input that the fur gives the jabberwocky, they are extremely fastidious in keeping themselves clean using specialized skin inside their lip to clean even the smallest particles from their fur. Their lips are very dexterous; much like a horse’s it is capable of moving and gripping things like an extra hand.

The jabberwockys have no bones! Their skeletal structure is more like a sharks; it's made out of a sort of cartilage. when they die, most everything just rots away, all that's left usually is the teeth and the hook claws on their arms and legs. 

The claws on their arms and legs are curved hooks meant for gripping and hooking onto trees and other surfaces to aid in climbing; because of this, they can be used with devastating effect against their enemies, slicing through most armors. The finger pads of the smaller set of arms and hind legs are covered in soft incredibly fine hairs that are in a hook like shape, which allow the Jabberwocky aliens to climb on smooth surfaces much as spiders do. Each of their secondary arms have two hook-like claws protruding from the tip.

Their teeth are black and shiny like obsidian. They are meant to puncture and slice, each individual tooth is attached in the mouth similar to a snake’s fang, with a muscle to allow them to flex and stretch for gripping and pulling food into the gullet. They shed these every 10 years and grow a new set. Their gums are black , turning sort of blue down the throat

The jabberwocky’s natural biome was very forested: think temperate rainforest! So climbing, leaping, swinging and general running around in vertical spaces. Tall dense forest cityscapes and hive cities are excellent environments for them. Imagine combining Spider-Man with a jaguar and that’s basically how these guys move and hunt.  They can run pretty well on the ground, but they weren't designed for long flat surfaces; it’s like watching a giraffe run, but the legs in the back are much shorter! When running on their shorter arms it’s very similar to a weasel or ferret; quick loping strides with a curved spine.

They have an intense natural fear of water!! It's nearly hydrophobia, they can swim, but they will freak the fuck out If you try to put them in water unless it's life or death. And even then, once they hit the water, their frontal brain just shuts off and it’s pure fear. This is most likely a genetic fear left over from their home planet.

They also have a symbiotic relationship with a fungus. This fungus acts like a rebreather; It's how they manage to spread so far, and to so many different atmospheres. It lives in their fur, lungs, digestive system and stomach and makes it so that they can adapt to most atmospheres and breathe it naturally. 

They're omnivorous and the fungus helps there too. It lives in the gut and helps them digest food that is not something they’ve evolved to digest and gain energy from. Their digestive system is extremely efficient, capable of digesting most organic matter. The intestines are efficient enough that they do not urinate instead only passing solid waste matter.

They do not have those individuals who are cut off from the warp such as blanks but, the fungus that they are symbiotic with Sometimes has it equivalent of pariah gene. Psychers are also rather rare amongst their ranks (even rarer than they are amongst humans) their minds are very stable and magic is difficult to wake in them.

4 primary lungs in the chest with 17 Proto lungs, 8 along the neck and three along their thigh. Because of the size of their body and the speed at which they can move they need to get a massive amount of air! 

4 Hearts got to keep that blood pumping! Not to mention if one fails or becomes damaged, it can be removed in a new will grow in its place. The other three will handle the strain as one is regrowing.

The 2 secondary brains in the chest are to help with reaction time when they hear something or an electrical impulse hits at a lower section of their body. If the brain in the head is destroyed , it can grow back eventually , but any information that was stored in that organ is gone basically forever. Their DNA is extremely durable and capable of reactivating to regenerate limbs or organs. on their home world They were very susceptible to parasites, and one of the only ways to remove them was to simply cut the affected flash away. This doesn’t mean that they can take damage with impunity. They still suffer from shock and if enough damage is done, they will die. If damage repeatedly, forcing them to regrow the same limb or organ over and over, they become highly susceptible to cancer, and the horrors that that would entail for such a species.

When hunting or fighting one of these guys it is very important to get rid of the two lower brains first before chopping the head off, which is one of the most reliable ways to kill them. If you do not kill the two lower brains before chopping the head off, the whole body goes into a spasmodic flailing. Imagine an earthworm when you touch it when it’s in a puddle, frantic and uncoordinated wiggling with all of its strength, dangerous if you think of it on the scale of a giraffe. Eventually this fling will cease, and the shock kills the lower brains, it will stop, but the damage is done. It’s quite possible this reaction is happens because sometimes the lower brains do not die of shock and the individual survives and continues to pass on this genetic reaction to its offspring. 

They don't need to move their mouths to talk, Most of the noise they make comes from the neck holes on the sides of their neck or from their chest. So if they're moving their lips, it's because they were raised or live close by to humans or other species of sentient people who use mouths for communication!

They're really good mimics! It takes the awhile , but they can sound pretty damn human! they have very soft buzzy voices, With an bug droning quality. When they're happier or content , they make a sound similar to a cicada. When not mimicking, they sound very similar to a pipe organ with an underlaying buzz as they grow larger and older the sound becomes much deeper and powerful.

BLOOD IS BLUE like true blue cerulean when dry it darkens to an indigo. The meat of the jabberwockys is an almost purple in color and the internal organs range from purple to a dull blue. The cartilage structure that serves as their skeleton is usually clear.

they keep on growing As they age and don’t stop, But when they hit adulthood that growth slows down to a crawl. When they hit physical adulthood (55 years old ) they're about as big as a giraffe so around 18 feet in height.  Like a lobster they could probably just keep on living if they don’t get killed.

They can fit into any hole as long as they can get their head through! This does become difficult if the jabberwocky is caring eggs or has too much fat to compress. and if you do run into a fat Jabberwocky never underestimate them they may be much slower than their slimmer counterparts, but they have enough strength to rip the spine out of a ork war boss without breaking a sweat. (yes I was inspired by the gourmand from rain world.) it’s kind of like fighting a giant hippopotamus on heroin with the intelligence of a human and the ability to climb.

Reproduction

They are hermaphrodites each individual has both male and female sexual reproductive organs. But Like all organic life there is mutations so there are sometimes mono sex individuals.

Their tongue, sole purpose is as secondary sexual organ meant to retrieve and store eggs and sperm. The eggs and sperm are collected from the primary genitals, and then the tongue transfers them to the appropriate tube that is located at the back of the throat. inside of these tubes a chemical reaction occurs eggs and sperm form into packets that are easy to transfer to other individuals. This chemical reaction also prevents the egg and sperm from fertilizing inside of the storage tubes. If the tubes are not damaged eggs/sperm can be kept viable for decades. In the most diary circumstances, they can actually self inseminate and clone themselves if no other individuals are nearby and available, and there are no more eggs or sperm in their storage.

they lay eggs AND They can do live birth , that's only occurs if they hold the eggs in, but that is not preferred. They may choose to carry the eggs internally instead of laying if their group is mid immigration or bad conditions, like a natural disaster or war. Eventually, the larva will hatch internally and be delivered within 24 hours. Jabberwocky aliens have an average of 4 to 6 eggs with every pregnancy.

Mammeries go in 2 rows of 4 along the belly. Lactation usually stops after about a week of no stimulation of the memories. About a month after lactation ends, the breasts will reduce back to their original size.

After hatching, the newborn larva are helpless and simply cling to their parents back or belly completely relying upon them for their survival. Over the course of 10 years they will develop all of their limbs and will remain with their parents for the first 25 to 30 years of their lives.

Home planet

their planet has been gone a long time! Their sun went supernova during the war in heaven. The whole solar system is dead.

The planet was on a tilted axis as it orbited its home star. It was a water world with no land masses above sea level. The “land” floating islands made up of trees and other vegetation the trees get biiiiiig like fucking HUGE like mountain big. Seasonal storms and wind currents would cause these floating islands to travel across the surface of the water, creating seasons and changing climate for all lifeforms living onset Islands.

The only fresh water to be found is through plants and rain. The tree filters out the salt in the water as it rises through the trunk. Some plants will gather water from rain and store it in roots or tubers while others are parasitic and will steal water and nutrients from their host trees. Water efficiency is key to survival in this environment.

Nursery trees are fallen trees that have floated out into the wide ocean becoming miniature islands of their own. If conditions are right they will become full floating islands.

Flora 

So many

Fauna

Predators 

Big water predators that I’m calling the jub jub nymph. It  can shoot high pressure water at pray to knock it down to grab and eat It. these are the one if not the BIGIST reason the jabberwockys are so afraid of water. Jub jub nymph will eventually metamorphosis in to it’s adult form the jub jub bird a flying predator big enough to easily fly away with a jabberwocky in its claws . The jabberwockys are not safe even in the thick foliage ether... quite and so very patient is the bandersnutch a massive tigers like predator that will hunt and eat the jabberwockys.

Big pray animals 

inspo: Whales, elephant.

Mid pray

inspo: goat, sheep, fox, deer, ostrich, pig, turkey.

Little pray 

inspo: Rabbit, sqwerl, snake, ground hog, pheasant, chicken.

The fungus 

A Deadly Bounty Pt. 5

Yet, his mind kept drifting back to you. It wasn't the pheromones that were drawing him to you, that was physically impossible because of the collar around your neck, it suppressed your pheromones. So it had to be love, a deep love that had been brewing inside of him for the longest time. 

“Argh” he growled in anger, trying to compose himself.

“Loki?” Your voice spoke from behind him.

“Yeah?” Loki turned around to face you, his pupils dilating at the sight of you in jeans, the same hoodie you wore, and the hood pulled up over your head, making you look cuter than ever. 

“Can I bring my phone?” You asked curiously, not wanting to upset him further than he already seemed.

“Uh…sure…just uh.…make sure that you keep it close to your person. The place we're going to has a lot of pick pockets”

“Oh, okay, understood” you nodded awkwardly as you walked past him and headed downstairs towards the garage. 

Loki sighed in desperation as he tried to compose himself, again. “By the gods give me strength.” 

Within a few minutes, Loki drove up in his green truck to the enormous underground shopping center. It was a secret place that only a few people knew about and only those who knew the password could enter. It was a breeding ground for aliens to shop for human relics, alien relics, and other illegal things that couldn't be bought normally or with consent. 

“Okay, here we are” Loki put his truck in park and turned his body to face you. “Ready?”

You nervously put your phone in your bra and glanced outside to the secret location. “How am I supposed to go in?” You questioned. 

“You're going to go down those steps and you'll see a double door made of metal. Knock three times and tell them the password, which is meta tur cana.” 

“What does that mean?” 

Loki rolled his eyes, “The meaning doesn't matter. Just say that phrase exactly as I said it or they'll peg you as human.”

“And if anyone asks you, you are a hybrid. A human and alien mix. Your mom was an alien and your father was human. Clear?”

“Okay, you don't have to be so mean,” you grumbled, adjusting your hoodie and grabbing the handle to the door to exit.

Suddenly, Loki grabbed a hold of your left wrist, preventing you from leaving his truck.

“What?”

“I have to take your collar off for this to work.” 

“No…no there is no way that I'm letting you take this collar off and then send me out to be around alien species who would devour me whole if they get one whiff of my pheromones.”

“Y/n…” Loki began, grabbing a hold of the collar. “Other aliens can see your collar, humans can not. In order for me to capture the target, I need him to believe that you are an Omega lineage carrier without a collar, ripe for the taking.”

“Once you get him into a secluded location within that place I can take him.” 

“So…” Loki gulped as he unhooked your collar and pulled it off your neck. “I need to take it off.”

A slight whimper escaped your lips as you felt the weight of the collar leave your neck. “This feels weird…”. 

“Yeah…it will for a little.…but don't worry. I'll put it back on later so that no other alien can smell your pheromones and attack you.”

You gave Loki a slow nod as you turned towards the passenger door and opened it. “Please don't let him hurt me…” was all that slipped past your lips as you exited his truck and closed the door behind you. 

“I won't..” he whispered to himself as he drove off to find suitable parking and prepare himself to capture his target within the shopping place. 

With slow, calculated steps, you approached the stairs. Panic rushed through you as you saw how eerie and dimly lit it was down there. 

“Phew…you can do this y/n…you can do this” you reassured yourself as you walked down the stairs. 

In a split second you arrived at the metal double doors that seemed like it belonged to an old Russian base or prison. 

Raising your right hand, you knocked at the doors three times. 

“Password?” A low voice rang out from the little window that opened. 

“Uh meta tur cana” you said it as best as you could. 

“Hmm” the voice rumbled as it closed the little window and opened the door for you. “Enter” the alien hissed as it allowed you to pass. 

“T-Thanks” you said nervously as you ushered past the alien and into the shopping center or better known as the Black Market for Aliens.

“Welcome to Zina Par, the Black Market for all types! Please enjoy your time and be wary of humans!” The announcer spoke over the sound system. 

“Oh shit…how the hell am I supposed to know what he looks like if he didn't show me!” You grumbled in annoyance. 

“That's because I was distracted” a familiar voice spoke beside you. 

You jumped slightly at the sudden voice beside you. “My gosh, stop scaring me like that” you sighed as you realized it was Loki. 

“Heh, I love it when you get scared” Loki chuckled to himself as he adjusted his clothing, scanning the area in case there were any heads that were turned towards their direction. 

“Excuse you, distracted? How are you distracted?” 

“You distract me” he turned his gaze towards you, becoming distracted once again. 

“I…uh…what?!” You shook your head in annoyance. “Just show me the fucking picture so I can find him and be done with this.”

“Well you said you wanted to come with me so don't get all grumpy” Loki snickered as he pulled out a black bracelet. He then grabbed your hand and slipped on the bracelet. 

“What are you…oh!” You gasped as your eyes glowed slightly, an interface appearing before you. “Woah…this is fucking awesome!”

You laughed softly as you looked at your hand and noticed the holographic images and buttons. 

“Now don't get all excited” Loki shook his head playfully as he tapped on one of the buttons beside your wrist. 

“This is our target, Mangu Rami, Son of Clan Quintane.”

“Hmm, he looks cute,” you commented, sending Loki into a jealous rage.

“Cute? He’s dangerous y/n. He would tear off the clothes on your back and fuck you in front of everyone. He does not care for your life” Loki spoke sternly but with a hint of jealousy. 

“Are you serious? Now I can’t make comments about people’s appearances?” You sighed as you waved your wrist to hide the interface and then walked away from him. “I’ll find him..” you murmured to yourself as you gathered up the courage. 

Loki grumbled as he tried his best to bury his ravenous hunger for you after already getting a whiff of your pheromones. “This was a mistake, with all these aliens here…who knows what could happen to her.” 

Within seconds, a large group of aliens passed in front of him and he disappeared in an instant like a ghost in the wind. 

Continuing down the market, you noticed the different types of foods and clothing these aliens were selling. Some of them looked quite appetizing, others not so much. But you couldn’t help but stop to see a bunch of stylish outfits. 

“Ah, itu, itu, va par natish” An alien woman quickly rushed out from within the shop to greet you.

“Um…uh…” you gulped as you tried to understand what she was saying. 

“Natish?” she repeated.

Suddenly, a synthesized voice spoke in your ear, “Translating. Alien Species known as the Leto. The Leto are very wise and nurturing. A word of caution, do not stare too long into their eyes, they will hypnotize you. Solution, glance their way for a few seconds and then down towards a random object. Repeat process. If they seem interested in speaking further, do not look into their eyes for more than 2 minutes.”

“Child?” 

“Huh?” You gasped, understanding the alien woman clearly after you were debriefed by the synthesized voice.

“Are you looking at these clothes, child?” The alien woman smiled, her eyes radiating a sense of wonder and curiosity, but filled with warmth, something you had never seen in another person before. 

“Uh yes, I was intrigued how beautiful they are” you quickly glanced down, making sure that you followed the guidelines that were provided to you.

“They are beautiful, aren’t they? You would look fabulous in them” The alien woman giggled as she grabbed a hold of your hand and looked you up and down. 

You jolted slightly when she grabbed your hand, trying your hardest not to look into her eyes. “How much are they?” You questioned curiously while looking down at them.

“Hmmm, I actually have something better. Something that you would like, human.”

“What?” you gasped as you looked into her eyes, a wide smirk forming at the corners of her mouth. “How’d you-.”

“Come now, you need to change, if the other aliens here see you dressed in that, they’ll peg you as human. Now let me help you change into something that’ll draw eyes, but not because of you being a human” she released your hand and made a gesture with her index finger to follow her to the back.

“Fuck….I shouldn’t have stopped” you sighed as you reluctantly followed her. 

With a quick shove, the alien woman opened a back door that had a table filled with more of the outfits that she had in front. But just behind the table, was a metal mannequin that had an outfit that made your eyes widen in shock and awe. 

“Woah, is that the outfit?” 

“Indeed it is, my child. Something that I think will suit your body” The alien woman giggled as she approached the mannequin and pulled off the outfit. “But first, let me fix your hair. I can’t have you wear Yunta Fara’s clothing with the hair style you have on now.” 

“What’s wrong with my hair?” you grumbled, pushing back your hoodie to reveal your simple ponytail.

“It is simply a tail, nothing more” she chuckled and set the outfit down before gesturing you to her chair.

Without looking into her eyes, you sat down on the rolling chair in front of you and turned around so she could have access to your hair. “So, you’re called Yunta?”

“Mhm, for nine generations now” Yunta chuckled as she approached behind you and began to brush your hair. “Such lucicious hair you have my child.”

“Thank you,” You chuckled. “I don’t mean to sound ungrateful, but why are you doing this? I am a human? Don’t aliens hate humans?”

“Not all aliens hate humans, my child. Some do because they have hurt, experimented or….done worse to us…..”.

“I’m sorry….”.

“No need. I can sense the goodness in your heart, child” Yunta smiled as she put the finishing touches to your hair. “So, what do you think?” She smiled as she turned you around in the chair, your back facing the mirror behind you and then putting a mirror in front of you so you could see the hair style.

“Wow, this is amazing! Thank you!” You giggled ecstatically. 

“Any time my child. Now, there’s a divider behind the mirror. Take the outfit and put it on. I’ll make sure that your clothes are put in a backpack that you can carry.”

“Thanks” you nodded happily, looking into her eyes with gratitude. 

“Don’t stare too long into my eyes child, I know that humans aren’t accustomed to seeing eyes like these. And their brains turn to mush in seconds of prolonged staring” Yunta chuckled as she turned away, to prevent you from looking into her eyes.

“Oh right, almost forgot about that” you chuckled awkwardly as you grabbed the outfit and went behind the divider to put the outfit on. 

After a couple of minutes, you came dressed out in the outfit. “Damn, I look good,” you laughed to yourself, adjusting your phone that you still had in your bra. 

“Yes you do” Yunta smiled as she grabbed your clothing and neatly folded them into the backpack. 

“How much do I owe you Yunta?” you curiously asked, wanting to give her something in exchange for the beautiful clothing she had gifted to you. 

“Nothing, my child. All I ask is that-” she went silent for a moment as she handed you the bookbag, her gaze staring deep into the floor. “Is that you kill that Tentar of a Vythar….Tyr’Voss.”  (‘Tentar’ means bastard in Tyr’Voss’s clan language) 

“Who’s Tyr’Voss?” you questioned, putting the bookbag around your back.

Yunta’s head shot up quickly, her eyes widening in shock, “You haven’t gotten to that time yet…..”. “Nevermind, nevermind, do not worry about a thing” She giggled nervously as she turned you around and began to push you out of her shop.

“No, wait, what do you mean?” You gasped as you tried to stop her from pushing you out. 

“I-I can’t tell you my child….not yet…you will find out sooner or later. If I tell you now….it will have serious repercussions to your world” Yunta deeply sighed as she waved her hands, metal shutters quickly coming down, indicating that she had closed up shop. 

“Serious repercussions?” You questioned in confusion, gripping your head as you looked beyond the market. Who was this Tyr’Voss? Was he an alien guard or some kind of King? 

Shaking those thoughts out of your head, you continued down the market, hoping that you could find this Mangu Rami. 

Meanwhile, Loki was perusing down the market, looking at the interesting technology that some of the other aliens were selling. 

“Hmm, I hope y/n is okay” He muttered underneath his breath, until he stopped to find a weapon that he had not seen in generations.

“You there! Welcome to Nabar’s finest set of arms in all the galaxies!” 

“Finest set of arms? I’ve seen better” Loki approached Nabar’s stall and continued to stare at the weapon that had caught his eye before. 

“Seen better? And yet you keep staring at this one” Nabar chuckled as he grabbed the weapon and twirled it around in his fingers. 

“Where did you get it?” Loki questioned.

“From the beautiful planet of Yecarro” Nabar smiled deviously.

“I can tell.”

“How?”

“That’s my home planet” Loki stared deep into the man’s eyes, but not just any stare. It was a stare that could send chills down anyone’s spine. 

Nabar instantly crumbled beneath Loki’s stare as he nervously set the dagger down in front of him. “Uh…w-would you like it at a sale price?” 

“How much is the sale price?” 

“I-It’s twenty meta units.”

“Sounds reasonable” Loki huffed as he waved his hand over the metal puck beside Nabar’s hand and paid the twenty meta units.

“Where’s the second one?” Loki questioned as he grabbed the dagger and twirled it in his hands.

“S-Second one?” Nabar gulped as he tried to back away slowly.

“This was a set of two. So, like I said before, where is the second one?” Loki pointed the dagger at Nabar.

“Okay here, here, no charge! Just please leave me alone!” Nabar whimpered like a child as he grabbed the dagger that was underneath the table and handed it to him.

“Pleasure doing business with you, Nabar” Loki laughed as he grabbed the other dagger and proceeded to walk away.

“Ugh…I’m not stealing anything else from Yecarro again” Nabar sighed in annoyance.

“Man I’m kind of hungry” You rubbed your stomach and looked up, noticing a place that resembled a bit like a Ramen place. “Hmmm, this seems okay enough” you shrugged as you entered the place.

“Hello! Welcome to Naga Sinta’s delicious Raka house! How many?” 

“Uh j-just one” You nodded as you held onto the straps of your bookbag. 

“Follow me then child” The alien woman grabbed a singular metal pole and turned around to head to the seating area. 

Within seconds, you were seated at a bar that had a rotating conveyer belt. “Feel free to call for one of us by pressing the button underneath the table. And here’s your menu. Enjoy!” the alien woman giggled as she walked away.

“The menu?” you questioned as you grabbed the metal pole, trying to understand how the hell to use this? 

“Heh, you press the button at the top sweetheart” A man’s voice spoke from beside you. 

“Oh, like this?” you said as you pressed the top of the metal pole and then jumped when the holographic image of the menu appeared beside the pole. “Oh, that’s awesome!”

“I can tell you aren’t from around here.” 

“Yeah, I wanted to try out a new place, so…I decided to come here” you chuckled, pulling your bookbag off and putting it underneath your chair.

“What I meant is that you are new to the market. Usually the clientele here know about the holographic menus, but you don’t seem familiar with them.”

“Oh….well I uh…” You looked towards the alien man, your heart sinking instantly when you realized who was in front of you. It was him, Mangu Rami. 

“Hmm?” Mangu raised his eyebrow at your sudden cut off. 

“My family talked about this place for a long time now and I wanted to check it out” You lied. 

“Oh really? Understandable then, you must not be used to the holographic technology that most of these species use.” “Can be quite confusing” Mangu chuckled as he grabbed onto his bowl of eels and began to slurp them.

“Yeah” you nodded nervously as you looked down at the menu, noticing if there was anything that you could possibly eat that didn't have eyes, nails, hair, or anything that could bring harm to you. 

“Mmm, you should definitely try their rolls. They come on the conveyer belt and you choose what interests you.” “They also have soup that comes down the belt if that interests you too.”

“Oh, thanks” you nodded as you set down the menu and looked at the different plates that passed by.

“Oh fuck!” You jolted when you noticed a plate going down the belt that had moving eyes wrapped in a layer of seaweed. 

Mangu frowned in confusion, “You okay?”

“Yeah, I just got a chill down my spine that’s all” You laughed nervously, trying to recompose yourself. 

As the plates continued to pass by, you noticed one plate that seemed quite normal. It was simply shrimp wrapped in seaweed and rice. “Oh, this looks appetizing” you chuckled as you grabbed the plate from the belt and began to munch down on it with some chopsticks. 

“Mmm, now this is nice” You hummed happily. 

“You know that’s glow shrimp right?”

“Huh? What’s glow shrimp?” You raised a brow in suspicion.

Mangu let out a small chuckle as he set down his chopsticks, “Wait for it.”

“Wait for what-” you went silent as you looked down at the veins in your hands, noticing them slowly start to glow the same color as the shrimp. “Holy shit.”

“Cool huh?” Mangu smiled at how genuine your reactions were. “You really have never tried any of these alien cuisines before right?” 

“No…I haven’t actually” you rubbed your hands together gently, the glow in your veins slowly vanishing. “I also have never been to an alien market before.”

“Never been?” “What kind of alien species are you to have never been to one of these?” 

“Well I’m a hybrid….so…..many aliens here don’t like humans and so…I typically steer clear of large areas with them” You shrugged, grabbing another plate of glow shrimp from the conveyor belt.

“A hybrid? My word” Mangu gasped as he leaned in to study your features. “At first I thought you were a human by your mannerisms but now I see, you do have a bit of an alien in you.” 

A deep blush peered across your cheeks as you took notice of him leaning into you, creating a sort of awkward tension that triggered a release of your pheromones. “Can you give me some space please, I’m not some sort of fucking zoo animal that you can just gawk at.”

“Oh, my apologies” Mangu cleared his throat, grabbing a plate that had some sort of flat creature sprinkled with a layer of sauce. 

“Want a slice?” he offered.

“Oh uh…i-is it toxic?” 

“Only to humans, but you’re a hybrid, you’ll be perfectly fine.”

“Um” you gulped slightly as you looked down at the plate with worry. “I think I’ll pass, I like the glow shrimp better.”

“Heh, suit yourself” he shrugged, grabbing the plate and downing the entire creature. Yet, once he finished slurping, he got a whiff of a pleasant aroma that made his pants tighten in anticipation and hunger. 

“Ugh” Mangu groaned as he gripped his throat. 

“Are you sure you aren’t human? Because that creature seemed like it didn’t go down right” You teased as you downed another glow shrimp.

“Ah” Mangu turned towards you, his face in utter shock. “I-I’m fine…” he chuckled to himself as he realized what you were. “Just…adjusting to the toxins of the food” he lied, already coming up with a plan to take you.

An hour had passed as you ate about a dozen glow shrimp, slurped on a couple of Bright drinks, and had a pleasant conversation with Mangu, not realizing that he had caught on to her secret. 

“Well, I think it's time to head home. It was nice meeting you Mangu” You smiled, waving your hand over the puck in front of the conveyor belt and paid the tab. 

“Any time y/n. Nice to meet a beautiful hybrid such as yourself” he chuckled as he grabbed a hold of your hand and pressed a gentle kiss against it.

“Oh…heh….till next time” you blushed, pulling your hand away and sliding your bookbag on. With a couple of steps you were out of the Ramen shop and continued down the market, trying to find a suitable dimly lit place to sneak into so that you could give Loki an advantage to capture Mangu. 

Watching you walk down the market from within the shop, Mangu’s lips curled into a dark smirk.  With the flick of his hand he paid his tab and downed the last bits of the Bright drink, proceeding outside to follow you. 

“Whoops wrong turn” you sighed, turning around to head out of the dimly lit alleyway but stopped in your tracks when you noticed Mangu standing at the entrance. “Mangu?”

“Did you really think I’m an idiot y/n?” 

“W-What do you mean?” you nervously chuckled.

“You aren’t a hybrid. You’re an Omega Lineage Carrier, a rare thing in these parts” Mangu grumbled hungrily as he slowly approached you like an animal in heat.

“I-I’m not….I just-” you went silent as you tried to find a way to contact Loki.

“Don’t try to run or scream. No one is going to help a filthy human like you” Mangu grabbed your arms viciously and slammed you against the wall.

“Ah!” you winced, looking into his eyes fearfully. “P-Please don’t hurt me…..”. 

Mangu looked into your eyes, noticing how much fear filled them. “I-I’m sorry…I need you….for my clan….”. “Our next generation needs to be born. If I don’t find someone soon…..my clan will go extinct.” “You are a very sweet girl. You deserve all the happiness in the world. But…my clan comes first. Forgive me y/n” he bared his sharp fangs, and pushed your head aside, leaning in to bite into your neck to commence the mating ritual. 

Suddenly, a purple dagger came flying towards Mangu, piercing his spine. “Argh!” he screamed in pain, letting you go to clutch his back.

Quickly scrambling past Mangu, you rushed towards Loki, making sure that you stood behind him to not get hurt. 

Mangu slowly turned around, his eyes full of seething hatred. “Varian, it’s so good to see you” he smirked, grabbing the handle of his dagger and pulling it out of his spine. 

Loki made sure to extend his hand out to cover you, the other holding the second purple dagger. “Good to see you too Mangu.”

“Using an Omega Lineage Carrier to capture me huh? Clever.” 

“You have evaded me for the last time, Mangu. So, this time I came prepared and planned methodically. Why don’t you surrender nice and easy?”

“You know she’s not safe. She will never be safe with that mark on her neck. If you allow her to come with me so that I can breed my next generation, I promise to keep her safe and happy.” 

Loki glanced over to you, noticing how terrified you were. “I know she won’t be safe, but I’m not allowing anyone to take her to be bred like a fucking slave” Loki shouted, charging Mangu.

Mangu snarled angrily at Loki as he also charged forward, releasing a petrifying sonic scream.

“Ah!” you winced, covering your ears in pain and kneeling down onto the ground. 

But for Loki, he wasn’t phased by the scream because of the specialized ear plugs he had brought with him. “Argh!” he shouted, using his dagger to defend himself from Mangu. 

“Argh!” Mangu growled as he used the back of his arm to block Loki’s attack (Mangu’s species had skin that was tough as iron. Hard to penetrate and good for protection). 

“What the fuck?” Loki gasped as he tried to push Mangu back but to no avail.

“They didn’t debrief you on our adaptations huh?” Mangu smirked, shoving Loki back violently. 

Loki winced as he was slammed back, quickly scrambling to grab his dagger that had dropped beside him.

“Ya!” Mangu threw Loki’s dagger in one quick motion, nearly hitting his shoulder. 

“Woah!” 

“Mangu stop!” you shouted, getting in between the two.

“Y/n, get away from him!” Loki shouted, readjusting his position from the ground and standing. 

“Why should I stop, hmm? These bounty hunters call us parasites when they’re the real ones! Taking our children and murdering them when all we wanted was to have a new life!” 

“That’s no true Mangu and you know it! We bring order to the planet! Making sure that the parasitic aliens from other planets don’t disrupt the human way of life here!” Loki bared his fangs, his eyes darkening to a black void. 

“Loki…..some alien clans don’t follow their Veopar…… . Some of them are wicked and force their brothers and sisters to commit horrible acts in the name of the next generation. That’s not what we do, I can assure you. We had left our Veopar ages ago. All we want is a peaceful life. A few others and I are the last ones of our clan and we need a human woman to help us create the next generation, one that can live peacefully and without persecution from anyone. Please…help us” (‘Veopar’ means King in their species’ language). 

Loki slowly put down his daggers by his side, noticing the pleading eyes coming from Mangu. His eyes reminded him of you, your soft pleas and gentle eyes that had such sweet innocence.  

Please don’t hurt me.

The whisper wasn’t real. It breathed against Loki’s ear anyway, a memory curling through his mind without permission.

“Argh… no… I have… a duty to uphold. I cannot….” He tore his gaze toward you, toward those wide, soft eyes that mirrored the past too closely, silently pleading for mercy.

“Fuck!” Loki roared, flinging his dagger at the wall. It struck hard, rang out, then clattered uselessly to the floor.

“I will help you Mangu, but you had better promise me that you will explain everything to my boss.”

Mangu’s breath hitched, “Thank you, thank you so much Varian!” 

“Don’t thank me, thank her” Loki pointed the other dagger towards you as he went to grab the one on the floor.

You let out a relieved sigh, glad that Loki was able to show some sort of mercy. 

“Thank you as well y/n.”

“Of course” you nodded respectfully, turning at your heels and approaching Loki to press a gentle kiss to his cheek. 

Loki glared down upon you after you gave him a small peck on his cheek. “Don’t try to sway my emotions with your kiss.”

“I’m not! I’m just…thanking you…for showing mercy” you smiled, unaware of the pheromones that were slowly emanating from you. 

“Ah” Loki held back a whimper when he got a whiff of your pheromones. “Shit, come here” he quickly grabbed you, making sure that you stood in front of him. 

With quick movements, he grabbed your collar from his pocket and placed it onto you. 

“Was I releasing that much?” you questioned in curiosity while holding onto the collar around your neck.

“Yes, you were” he slowly breathed in and out, attempting to regulate his fast heart rate. 

“Well sorry” you rolled your eyes. 

“Mhm” Loki shook his head, sheathed both his purple daggers and approached Mangu. “I need to uh…put these on you as a precaution.”

Mangu looked down slowly at the cuffs that Loki had pulled out of his pack, a soft huff escaping his throat. “Do you not trust me?”

“No.”

“Touche as the humans say it” Mangu grinned, putting his wrist together.

“Now don’t go nowhere” Loki made sure to secure the cuffs tightly before he touched his wrist interface to contact his boss, Vixen. 

As Varian made his call, the market bustled on, unaware, then he was there, his gaze sweeping the stalls with quiet intent.

“What’s your order Fang?” A guard questioned. 

“We find Yunta. She was our clan’s most elite Void-Walker. If anyone knows about the girl’s location, it's her.” 

“Looks like she’s in the east side of the market sir” Another guard spoke as he presented Fang with a holopad with the precise location of Yunta. 

“Good work. Follow me” Fang handed the holopad back to the guard and proceeded forward. With this new power given to him by his Vythar, nothing could stop him, not even Varian Shadefang. 

“Hello and welco-” Yunta’s voice trailed off at the sight of a familiar face. 

“Hello Yunta.” 

“Fang…”. 

“Where is she?” 

“I don’t know who you are referring to?” Yunta chuckled nervously. 

“Don’t play games with me, Yunta.” 

“I don’t know where she is, Fang?”

“I wouldn’t lie Yunta, you know that the Vythar doesn’t like liars. And an elite Void-Walker like you always knows the location of an Omega Lineage Carrier.”  

“I left his clan a long time ago. I belong to the Leto!”

Fang bared his fangs as he grabbed Yunta by the throat and lifted her into the air. “No matter what you do or how many changes you under went, you will always be a-” 

“Sir, sir!” 

“What?!” Fang shouted to one of his crew. 

“I think we might have found her, she’s with Varian right now.”

“What?! She’s here?! Where?!” Fang released Yunta, causing her to fall onto the floor with a thud. 

“I can take you there sir, but there’s a problem. She’s wearing ceremonial protection armor.”

Fang’s gaze shot down to Yunta who held her throat with a smirk. “You gave her the armor?!” 

“Heh….now you won’t be able to use your filthy tricks against her. And the Vythar will starve and…the next generation will cease to exist…”.

“I will come back for you later….and I promise you….you will not know the meaning of mercy” Fang hissed as he quickly rushed out of the shop to find you. 

“Alright, thanks Vixen, appreciate it” Loki hung up the holo call with his boss and turned to Mangu. “You got some luck man.”

“What do you mean?” 

“My boss found a suitable Carrier for you. She’s a sweet girl, wants to help out those clans in need and has offered to help you make the next generation of your clan.”

“Huh” Mangu breathed out softly, completely in disbelief of what Loki had said. “I can’t believe it.”

“You see Mangu, good things also come to aliens too” You giggled, patting his back gently.

“You have such a positive way of thinking y/n, I admire you for that” Mangu laughed alongside you. 

As Loki watched from afar with a smile, he suddenly felt the air shift, as if something was coming.

“Varian” a low grumble erupted in the small alley way. 

“What was that?” You gasped, clinging to Mangu. 

“Mangu, take her away from here, now!” Loki shouted as he went to grab his dagger but was stopped when a blade was held against his neck out of nowhere.

“I think it’s a bit late for that now Varian” Fang’s invisible figure appeared beside Loki, his eyes darting to your direction, a wide smirk curling at the corners of his mouth. “Remember me, darlin’?” 

“Fuck me…” you whispered in shock. 

“I’ve come for you, and no one is going to stop me. Not even this piece of shit bounty hunter” Fang hissed as he held the knife closer to his neck. “Take her” he ordered his guards who came running into the alleyway.

“Get behind me and cover your ears!” Mangu ordered you as he swallowed a breath and began to scream loudly. 

Nodding quickly, you went behind Mangu and covered your ears, wincing as the sound of the piercing scream echoed along the alleyway walls. 

The guards were immediately concussed, their hands gripping their ears in pain.

Using the distraction as an advantage, Loki used both his wrists to slam down against Fang’s arm and quickly rolled out of the way. 

“Argh!” Fang winced as he was shoved away. “Come here you fucker!” 

Having no air left, Mangu quit screaming, his knees buckling underneath him. “R-Run” he spoke to you, out of breath.

Releasing your hands from your ears, you grabbed one of the other alien weapons and held it close to your body. “I won’t leave you.”

“Y/n…please…” Mangu said as he tried to grab you.

The other guards quickly composed themselves as they dusted their armor and charged towards you.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” you screamed as you swung their weapon, knocking one guard down.

The other guard’s gaze snapped towards his fellow comrade, shocked to see that he was taken down by a mere human. “You’re going to pay for that you little-” 

“Stay away!” you screamed again, swinging the weapon again and knocked the other down.

Mangu’s eyes widened in shock, not believing that you possessed such strength to take down alien guards. “I need to take you to eat more glow shrimp.”

You let out a soft laugh, throwing the weapon on the ground and helping Mangu up.

“Loki?” you gasped, turning your gaze towards him and Fang having a titanic battle.

“Ngh—!” Fang grunted, trying to push back Loki with all his might.

Loki grunted as he fought to keep Fang at bay. “Give it up, Fang. I killed your brother. What makes you think you’ll be any harder?”

“Arghh!” Fang loudly shouted as he shoved Loki back viciously.

“Ah…ah…” Loki winced as his back hit the wall, his hands trembling to reach for his dagger. 

Soon enough, Fang turned his attention to you. “Don’t make this any harder, come with me, or he dies” he pointed his weapon to Loki. 

“She’s not going with you!” Mangu hissed at Fang, using his two cuffed hands to hold you. 

“I’m not talking to you streckar!” (‘Streckar’ means asshole in Fang’s language).

You froze, heart hammering, searching for a next move, but your mind offered nothing.

“Very well. You chose your answer, and now I’ll choose mine” Fang lifted his heavy weapon, about to strike Loki but you screamed, charging towards him.

“No!”

Using your hidden strength, you shoved him back violently, sending him crashing into the wall across the street. 

A loud gasp escaped Fang’s lips as he fell forward onto his knees. As he was about to question where your unknown strength came from, he glanced down at the ceremonial armor that you wore. 

A low, menacing growl rumbled in his throat as he stood, wiping the black blood that trailed from his nose. Smoke curled toward him, and then he was gone, leaving no trace behind. Once he vanished, you rushed to Loki, your eyes immediately catching the blood dripping down his forehead.

“No, no, no, come on, you can’t die on me now!” you cried softly, grabbing a cloth from his pocket and dabbing his wound.

“We need to get him somewhere safe, I know a place, follow me” Mangu said as he helped Loki’s unconscious body up, putting one of his arms over his shoulder. 

The strongest message here is that their appearance could be altered, either by them or by how we perceive them. It doesn’t feel fixed. It feels flexible, almost like it shifts depending on who’s looking or what the situation is. Some people might see something humanoid, others might see something completely different, and both could be real in their own way. There’s a heavy sense of illusion tied into this, like the image isn’t the full truth.

There’s also a feeling that even if people have seen them, they probably didn’t realize what they were looking at. This doesn’t come across like something that stands out in an obvious way. If anything, it feels like it either blends in or gets dismissed. Like your brain almost smooths it over so it doesn’t fully register.

Now, underneath all that, there is a hint of something more defined. If their true form were seen clearly, it doesn’t feel big, bulky, or slow. It feels quick, sharp, and very precise. I kept thinking like.. it's streamlined. There’s an intelligence to it that feels really immediate, like it’s very aware of its surroundings and can move in and out fast.

And this doesn’t feel like just one type of being either. It comes across as more than a couple and that they're possibly operating in groups or at least not alone. There’s some type of shared quality to them. Whether that’s in how they look or how they present themselves.

Now, we don’t know this to be a fact, but what the cards are saying is that extraterrestrials may not have a single fixed appearance the way people expect. It could be something much more fluid, where what we're seeing isn’t necessarily what they truly are, but rather... what our minds are able to process or what they allow us to see.

So trying to pin down one solid picture of them might be the wrong approach altogether...