Ahhh...Chapter Six at last! As usual, this took far too long and I have to once again thank the fans of this story for your patience. I have recently obtained Dragon Naturally Speaking, a voice recognition program...it helps make it easier, but not necessarily faster. It should help in one area...in theory. If there are any more spelling errors, you can blame the software, not me.
It may seem at times, in this chapter that I am jumping around a bit too much. I ask that you be patient with me as I am building characters and situations for future chapters.
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Everyone stood motionless, staring at the pool of steaming, bubbling goo that had been, until a moment ago a living, breathing being. It had happened so quickly, no one had the time to even blink. I was at a loss, not knowing what to say. I suspected this was going to be even worse than it appeared to be.
"I was right...it was Orcus." Njörun said to no one specifically, seemingly proud that she had correctly determined Thor's true identity.
Seq-qah wept silently at my side. I looked at her and said. "It's going to be okay, little one."
No, Master! She just saved your life.
She nodded toward Njörun.
That was my responsibility...I have failed in my most sacred duty.
She continued to weep.
We will discuss this later. You have not failed!
But Master....
No! Drop it for now we
will
talk about this later.
As you wish, Master.
She responded contritely.
For the next few moments, no one said or did anything and then Njörun turned slowly to Týr and asked. "May I have a moment to prepare?"
He dipped his head in what I assumed was a nod.
I looked at him. "Prepare for what?"
"She took the life of one of our own. Hence, her life is forfeit."
"Forfeit?" I nearly yelled, incredulous. "No trial or anything?" I jabbed my finger at the cooling puddle on the ground. "What if he had killed me?"
"It is not the same." Týr said.
"Not the same? You arrogant son of a...." I snarled through clenched teeth. "And if I were to blow your brains out?" I pulled out my Colt and aimed at his head.
He just shrugged. "It would still not be the same."
"For all your advanced technology, for all your supposed superior intelligence, you're really no better than we are."
Another shrug. "True."
I holstered the Colt and turned to leave.
"Dee-Ess. Wait...please." It was Njörun.
I stopped, looking back at her. "What?" I barked.
"It is not exactly what you are thinking." I could almost sense a pleading quality to her voice.
"Explain!" I spoke sharply not caring if I sounded rude or uncaring. The truth was at this point, I meant to be rude and I really didn't give a damn about any of them anymore.
"I will not really die...not in the way you understand death."
I gestured her to go on, not saying anything.
"I will be transformed into another life form. All of my memories will fade away. The being you know as Njörun will cease to exist. But, I will live."
"Is that not the same as dying?"
"That would depend on one's point of view, would it not?"
I mulled that over for a moment. "So, what is it that you want?"
Njörun hesitated. "I have chosen to become Qoo-jan. And I require...no, I would ask for your help."
"How?"
"If I am to become Qoo-jan, I must remain on this world. What I am asking is that you aid me in my transition. You above all others on Terrania, I have to trust."
"Why me?"
"Since my choice requires me to remain on this world, you will be one of only a few who know of my true origin. I can think of no better way to become acclimated to my new existence"
"Are you sure that this is what you desire?" Týr asked her.
"I am." She said.
With that, Týr pulled a small device from his belt and pressed a button on it. Once again, there was a brilliant flash of light and what looked like a circular shower stall with an odd-looking showerhead appeared.
"A conversion chamber." He said to me, as if it was common knowledge.
Njörun approached Týr and kissed him. I stared, because I had not ever imagined that the Olygard were capable of showing any kind of emotion.
She turned and entered the chamber. The moment she closed the door behind her, the glass walls became opaque, concealing everything within.
Týr actually appeared to be unhappy. I sensed some reluctance from him. I looked at him, arching an eyebrow.
"She is my mate," was his only response. He then pressed another button on the device he held.
The chamber suddenly became brightly lighted for within. Violet light shot from the top into the early morning sky. A soft humming sound emanated from it.
Týr looked at me. "This will take a few moments. Once this is done, you will never see me again." He nodded at the chamber. "Her killing of Orcus has changed everything. I cannot be involved in any way after this."
"I'm still a bit confused. It seems that we had no way of knowing if Thor...Orcus actually meant to kill me. Njörun had to know what would happen to her."
"Yes."
"Yes?"
"Yes. She knew."
"Then, why?" I asked.
"She has been very unhappy with her existence for quite some time now. We Olygard do not engage in sexual activities, except for procreation. Sex for pleasure is not known among our race."
"She is your mate. Do you not love her?"
"Not as you understand love. You simply cannot conceive how emotions fit into our way of life. Love, as you know it, is alien to the Olygard."
"You're probably right, and I'm fairly sure I wouldn't want to."
The soft humming stopped. The light from within went out, the chamber door opening. I could not help but stare as the most beautiful Qoo-jan woman I had ever seen stepped out. I had been on this world for a while now and had seen many beautiful women, all paled in comparison to the creature before me.
Njörun was fully Qoo-jan now. She was short, even shorter than Seq-qah. Her soft, delicate facial features made her an absolute pleasure to look upon. She was, of course, nude. Her breasts were a bit too large but were nicely shaped. She was also a bit wider in the hips than was normal but again, it looked exceptionally good on her. She approached me.
"My Lord, I am here to serve thee."
"Njörun?"
"Yes my Lord, but I will need a new name. Wouldst thou honor me by giving me one?"
I looked at her, thinking. Her beauty made it difficult to take my eyes away from her. "Noj-jah. You are now Noj-jah."
Týr interrupted. "I wish you well." With a brilliant flash of light, he and the chamber were gone.
Noj-jah breathed a sigh of relief. She opened her hand and showed me two small tablets. "Quickly my Lord, take one and put it into thy mouth."
I did as she asked. Once inside my mouth, I noticed that the tablet was completely tasteless and it seemed to immediately dissolve into nothing. Yet I somehow knew that something of it remained inside. She took the other and put it into her mouth. "This will allow us to communicate over the vast distances. I may no longer be Olygard, but I will still help thee."
"You have a plan?"
"Yes my Lord. We will no doubt soon encounter some Tushüks. Thou shouldst then sell me to them. I could then observe and report to thee."