<USS Avalon> Learning to Live (part two)

Learning to Live
by
El-Kainah Ngaio

And now the continuation....

       El-Kainah had been so distracted by the digging for the roots he 
hadn't heard any one coming up behind him and the next thing he knew he was 
being 
drug behind the men's dorm by three Nikaari.  The Nikaari beat on him until he 
was nearly unconscious from the pain.  But it was only to get worse.  The man 
he had attacked on the transport stepped forward and slapped him across the 
face, saying "That is for attacking me before."  He repeated the blow.  "That 
is 
for trespassing."  He did it again.  "And that is for refusing to join the 
Nikaari."  He chuckled.  "You have one more chance to give your mother to me 
though.  I am in need of pleasure and she looks like she would be quite 
pleasurable."  He and his friends laughed.  
       El-Kainah spit in his face and struggled against the two men holding 
his arms.  The men each let go and punched him in the stomach doubling El over 
again.  The man wiped his face and leaned closer to El's ear.  "All right, 
since you won't give me your mother.  We will just take you."  And with that El 
found himself thrown over a crate.  His face towards a wall and the two men 
holding him had him stretched out so his arms were at a ninety degree angle to 
his body.  They then lifted his arms up so he was force to put his chest 
against 
the crate.  He tried to struggle against their restraints but it was to no 
avail.  
       He shrieked when his attacker ripped El's pants from him with a make 
shift knife.  "NO!"  He struggled harder but it was to no avail.  He tried to 
reach out telepathically for help but he was having trouble concentrating 
because of the fear.  He shrieked again "NO!", when he felt him come up behind 
him. 
 
       "Hold him still." His attacker growled at his accomplices, as he 
kicked apart El's legs.  He reached up and slapped the back of El's head when 
he 
closed his legs immediately.  "Boy you better stop it."  El again struggled 
vainly against his attackers.  All the while shrieking hoping someone would 
hear.  
It was when he felt the man enter him that he shrieked the loudest though, 
and his attacker covered his mouth with his hand.  As the man pumped into his 
victim he grunted saying. "You bite me boy and you will regret it.  This is 
just 
one time.  You bite me and we will come for you every day."  
       El struggled but it seemed to not affect anything that was happening.  
He kept trying to reach out with his mind to any one near no matter who they 
were or how close by, but it was in vain.  When the first man finished he 
traded places with the one holding his right arm and he took his turn.  When he 
finished again he traded places this time with the one holding his right arm.  
And when he finished taking his pleasure on the poor boy, he took El's left arm 
and the first one went again.  When they had finished they left the boy in a 
bloodied heap on the ground.  His tattered clothes next to him.  That his how 
the building guards found him when they did their patrol, hours later.
       El-Kainah woke in the hospital ward of the Woman and Children's dorm, 
his mother at his side.  She stroked his head when she saw his eyes open.  
"You had me worried El."  She winced in pain as another contraction hit.  They 
were becoming more frequent.  She had gone into labor when she retuned to the 
dorm and the guards had informed her that El-Kainah was in hospital after being 
attacked by three men in Nikaari.  She hadn't yet informed the doctors of what 
was happening even though she was worried.  
       El had seen the wince and sensed what was going on.  He stealthily 
pressed the call alarm and two nurses came running in.  "Are you all right, 
El-Kainah?" his mother asked at the appearance of the two nurses.
       "I am fine, Mom."  He said to her before turning to the nurses.  "But 
she is in pain.  It seems to come and go."  She smiled a small smile at him, 
telling him telepathically Good boy.  You have picked up much in your studies.  

       He shook his head and answered her.  You are just in that much pain.  
It doesn't take a strong telepath to figure that out.  Showing her just how 
much he had learned. He smiled weakly at her, as the nurses got to work.
       It took several hours but they were able to stop the contractions and 
her pregnancy continued for a few more weeks.  But the conditions at the camp 
were harsh and eventually the contractions started and were unable to be 
stopped.  She delivered Andropo's child three months early.  A girl, that would 
be 
named for Andropo's mother, Kelaria.  
=/\=
       El-Kainah stood in his quarters on Deck 5 of the USS Avalon.  He 
looked around them and frowned.  There wasn't much there.  In fact even an 
ancient 
Spartan would have considered the quarters to be...well spartan.  He had 
already unpacked the one box that had been beamed aboard with him.  His 
uniforms 
were hung neatly in a closet.  He attached a hook to a wall where he had hung 
his lab coat.  And at his workstation there sat a single image.  It was taken 
of 
he and his family at his graduation from Starfleet Medical a few short weeks 
ago.  He smiled at the image of his mother, Xethia, his father Andropo who had 
somehow managed to survive the Breen invasion and his sister Kelaria, now six 
years old. 
       He wondered at the strange turn of events that had lead him to this 
place.  A medical resident assigned to both the Forensic Team as well as the 
Medical team aboard this ship.  When not that long ago, in the grand scheme of 
things, he had been trying to survive on his own.  Now he had a new life, and 
it 
was time to start living it.

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