Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Stars of Fate ❯ Chapter Nine ( Chapter 9 )
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By: destiny dreamer 
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Sci-fi / Hentai / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.01.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 189 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Sci-fi / Hentai / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.01.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 189 | Status: Completed
Yori looked up at the sky opened up and started raining. He curled up beneath the tiny awning of one of the buildings close to the park. In the darkness no humans would be able to see him unless they were looking for him. His head hurt, and he couldn't figure out why. No matter how much he rubbed it, it just hurt. It felt as if his head was splitting in two. He yelled in pain and frustration as he rubbed his head. What was going on?
"Yori!" Alana called in the rain. She went to their spot but he wasn't there. She had to think like him. Like a cat almost. And in the rain...a cat would hide. She started looking around areas near the park, checking under hover crafts and under awnings. She finally found him curled up. "Yori..." he looked small and lost...like a child. "Yori...come home with me before it gets dark and we get in trouble. Please...I'll explain everything there."
Yori looked at her, his eyes narrowing. "No," he said. His ears folded back as he pulled himself tighter. "Whenever I'm around you bad things happen, and you end up looking sad. I'll just stay here until the rain ends."
Alana pulled back. She would hug him or rub his ears but after everything she had done to him, it would just be wrong. She stepped back into the rain. "Ok, Yori. You're right. I'll call your sister and tell her where you are and she can come get you. Don't move until she comes ok?" Alana said and started to walk to a video pay phone.
As soon as she turned her back Yori jumped up and grabbed the roof of the building. He easily pulled himself up onto his roof. He didn't want to see her and he didn't want to see his sister. Both of them treated him like a child. Like he didn't know what was best for him. He hated it! Couldn't he just be left alone? He fell down on the roof, his head was hurting. As he looked up his eyes were slowly shifting back to a golden hue.
"Twice in one day? I could get use to this," he whispered. Just as soon as he did he quickly shook his head as his eyes went back to their normal blue color. He was soaked, and didn't know where else to go. He wanted to go someplace where he could be alone, but he left all his money with his sister. There was only one place he knew of that would keep him dry and let him be alone. Racing through the rooftops, he made his way back to Alana's house. He slipped into her pool house, shivering from the cold. Grabbing one of the many towels that lined its walls, he huddled up with it in one of the far rooms in the back.
Lightning began to dance across the sky, and he jumped every time he heard it. Finally after a little while, he grew too tired to care and soon fell asleep.
Alana watched him crawl to the roof. After calling and telling his sister he was gone again, she said she was going home. She couldn't chase down something ten times faster than her. She walked home in the rain then went up to her room. She took off her wet clothes, leaving her bra and panties on and collapsed on her bed. Curling up into a ball, she cried. How did she get herself so deep into this?
When morning came, Yori poked his head out of the pool house. He sniffed the air for humans before walking over to Alana's back door. The biometric lock wouldn't exactly let him in, but the windows were fair game. Jumping up, he caught hold of the frame of the window. Prying it open with his claw, he silently slipped inside. His clothes were still damp from last night. He'd just grab some new clothes then go...somewhere. He really hadn't thought that far ahead.
He got about five steps into his room before he started sneezing. He tried to muffle it sounds, as to not disturb Alana. Leave it to him to get a cold after spending the night in a chilly pool house while soaking wet.
Alana didn't sleep. She had cried all night and all morning. She heard Yori in the other room but didn't move. She would let him go. It was for the best. She would forget they had ever met and she prayed her would do the same. No one will ever have to know they were ever friends...or more. Even as she thought this, she couldn't stop the silent tears from falling.
Yori moved, tossing his wet clothes to the ground, he shivered as he put on some fresh ones. Looking into Alana's room, he felt a lump in his throat. Why did he feel this way? When did everything get so complicated? Why did it hurt so much?
He felt himself start to feel queasy, again, but somehow he managed to keep it back. He could leave...but where would he go? He was the prince of his people...and a joke at the same time. If it wasn't for his sister always looking after him, he'd probably be dead by now. Alana was only trying to do the same....
"Alana?" His voice was soft, almost questioning as he looked at her. He didn't know if he wanted her to respond or not. Really he just wanted to hear her name on his lips once more.
Alana didn't turn to face him. She couldn't. Not after everything. "Help...yourself to anything before you go...Yori..." she whispered and pulled the covers tighter around her near naked body.
She wouldn't look at him. He thought that it was his fault. It was always his fault...but maybe she didn't see it that way. Maybe she was just upset because he was angry with her last night. "Alana, I'm not mad with you anymore," he said as he took a few steps into her bedroom.
"Yori...you should be. There is a lot you don't know...some which I wish I didn't know. I think you would have been better off if you had never met," she said then covered her mouth to muffle her cries.
Yori walked over to her bed. He knelt in front of her and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Maybe I don't know...and maybe it's for the best; but I like you Alana. I think I know what happened last night, and I wouldn't have done that if I didn't care about you. So please, don't say that we shouldn't have met."
Alana sat up and took his hand. She put it to her face and let the tears run over it. "You weren't yourself...I took advantage of you. I asked you not to change for anyone and suddenly you were someone else..." She let his hand drop from her. "I was a virgin, Yori...I have said no to many people...I should have said no to you."
Yori put his hand back to her face and tried to wipe away her tears. He didn't understand what she meant. He was someone else? "I don't know what you mean...but it sounds like I was the one who took advantage of you. Not the other way around."
Alana shook her head. "No...you weren't yourself and I realized that but I didn't say anything. I let my hormones get the better of me and now we both have to pay the price. We have broken the most important rule between out races. We will both be punished..."
"No one has to find out," he quickly told her. His hand continued to caress her face. He nuzzled her neck and hugged her. "No one has to find out what happened. We can keep it a secret."
Alana couldn't deny his hugs. His warm body pushed against her and she felt like she wasn't wearing anything all over again. Even the bra and panties she had on seemed to be non-existent. Slowly, her hands moved up to his ears and started rubbing them. "Our...secret... I promise it will never happen again," she whispered.
He purred as she rubbed his ears. Looking up at her, he gave her a smile. "Well, don't make any promises just yet," he said sounding a little hopeful that they might get to do it again. Maybe this time he would actually remember it.
Alana stopped rubbing his ears and pulled the covered over her body, shielding it. "No, Yori...never again..." She looked away. "And you have to go back home...I can't risk having you here anymore. I don't want to get tempted again and I don't want to risk your life anymore than I have."
Yori quickly shook his head. "You haven't put my life at risk. I've been the one who has been dragging you into all of this. It's my fault, not yours." He stared at her almost pleadingly. She didn't need to blame herself for this, not when he was the one who kept messing everything up.
Her hand went to his face. "Go home, Yori...and don't look back."
Yori's eyes widened. She didn't want him anymore. Even if she did...he was putting her life in danger every second he was with her. Closing his eyes, he nodded slowly. "Okay," he whispered. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to her's. He couldn't remember much of last night, but he knew that feeling. He knew her taste. He wanted to know it once more. As he pulled his lips back, he turned and started out. Just like that...he was a stray.
As soon as he was gone, Alana buried her face in her hands and balled once again. She cried and wailed, not holding back. What was the point? Her life was forever changed and all because she wanted to help someone who wasn't human. Nothing was ever going to feel the same again and she would never be able to look at her kind or his kind the same way. Everything was different now. She was different.
Yori didn't go home. Instead he just wandered around the city. His stomach growled, but he didn't care. All his life he'd had his sister to tell him what to do and that made him happy. Making her happy made him happy. Then he met Alana. She made him happy too...but now she was upset and it was because of him. How could he be happy when she wasn't happy?
His head started hurting again and he leaned against a wall to massage his temples. He heard someone yelling at him, but he couldn't tell what they were saying. His head hurt too bad for him to really focus.
"Hey you! This is a no cat zone," the man yelled. "Don't make me call the pound on you!" He laughed, but his laughter quickly died when he saw that Yori wasn't moving. He growled and grabbed his gun. "Hey you I said-"
As soon as the man got close enough Yori grabbed his by the throat. His golden eyes seemed to burn into the man's skull. "Thanks to you I get to have some fun," he chuckled. "For that...you get to live." He dropped the man to the ground, his claws quickly slicing through the man's gun. Yori took a sniff of the fresh air. He didn't know why he was being pulled out so much lately, but he was going to live it up while he could.
Alana walked to school. She was late, but no one really cared. They would be shocked she was just showing up. She passed the park and looked at her and Yori's spot. The sun was hitting it perfectly just like Yori liked. She couldn't help but smile.
"This is the reason the Eldarians should be more strictly guarded," an official was saying as he stood outside of what appeared to be a recently torn down building. "First the massacre, and now Eldarians are apparently lashing out at humans and destroying buildings. What's next? Raping our women and killing our men? I say that it shouldn't just be the cops and military that have the locks to their collars. I say every human should be able to defend themselves against these monsters!"
The crowd of people who were listening cheered at this. They wanted blood. Eldarian blood.
"And what do you know!?" Alana yelled at the man. The crowd turned to her. "Nothing any of you say is ever good about an Eldarian. You know, we human's are not perfect. We rape, we steal, we fight, we kill, and we burn buildings down. But does that mean we are all the same!?" she screamed. "Well!?" None of them spoke. "Just because we are all humans does not mean we all rap and steal and kill. It just means that there are those out there who happen to be that fucking messed up! You can't sit there and say that all Eldarians are the same. They are just like us. Some steal, some rap, some kill. But there are also some that are kind and helpful. In case you forgot to look around, they are the ones doing the jobs you refuse to do because you are just too good to get your hands dirty! You are no better than those you claim are horrible! You all are a sad excuse for men and I am ashamed to be socialized with you! You ignorant bastard!"
The politician was obviously shocked by Alana's sudden protest. Taking a moment to compose himself, he just smiled, trying to win back the audience. "Well now, that is one viewpoint, and I respect it. We are able to cohabit with other aliens, so what makes the Eldarians such a threat to us?"
He waited for dramatic effect. "The Eldarians destroyed their own planet. How long before they end up destroying ours? This girl claims that Eldarians can be nice and peaceful. Well then why do they host those nightly blood baths where they fight each other...and sometimes even humans to the death! They are primitive and blood thirsty. We cannot share our planet with such beasts."
"I have been to those fights! I have seen with my own eyes! Want to know who conducts those fights?" The people looked at her and she smirked, making her way to the platform. She grabbed the microphone from the men and glared at him. "Humans..." The people gasped. "That's right. The human's conduct it and control it. And you want to talk about destroying planets? Need I remind you of Mars? The planet we sent our people to because we were over populated and polluted our lovely Earth. The same planet that eventually was destroyed by the government because we polluted it as well and the waste was falling to Earth! Remember that!? We had to ask another race from another galaxy to come clean the ozone because we, that’s right, the humans messed it up. Not once, but twice!" The crowd nodded.
The politician just glared at her. He hadn't been expecting this to turn into a debate. "Well then, it seems you have all the answers for everything." He wasn't going to give up yet. "Tell me then, why is it since the Eldarians have arrived here that crime has nearly doubled? Tell me why Eldarians attack humans for no reason at all. Last week an Eldarian stole food and attacked people while trying to get away. Humans get hurt because the Eldarians break the law."
He turned back toward the people. "Tell me, do you honestly feel safe knowing that these Eldarians can kill you with a flex of their hand? They're beasts and should be treated as such. Do not let this...Eldarian lover fool you. If you so much as look at an Eldarian the wrong way they're likely to sink their claws and fangs into you."
Alana grabbed the man by the arm, kicked his legs out from underneath him and watched him hit the ground while she held his arm behind his back. He couldn't move. The crowd gasped. "I could easily tell you that and Eldarian did it and walk away and you would find some reason to believe that it was their fault. Our crime has doubled because a human can get away with more as long as there is in Eldarian to blame. I've seen it. I was there the day an Eldarian was trying to get home with the food I gave him." The crowd started talking. She let the man go. "I bought dinner for his family for doing work for me. I watched our people attack him just because he was walking home with food in his hands. And I watched him defend himself. Look at me. I'm a girl, but if three men your size sudden came up to me and started pulling at me, do you honestly think I wouldn't defend myself? He had a right to defend himself when he did nothing wrong. If anything, they should be protected from us. From you." The crowd then started nodding. "You think you know so much just because you have such power. Why don't you get off your ass and get on the streets? You would find out that life isn't as hard for the humans as you would think. And life for the Eldarians is hell. And as long as there is air in my lungs I will tell the world of people like you who would rather be like those in the 20th century. The same men who loved slavery and hate women rights. The same men who fought against women like me to go to school and black to share the same houses as whites. It's people like you who give human kind a bad name. What happened to freedom for all?" The crowd cheered. "Go home and think long and hard about your life, Mister. You'll find it isn't so hard as you want it to be. The Eldarians are much worse off."
"Yori!" Alana called in the rain. She went to their spot but he wasn't there. She had to think like him. Like a cat almost. And in the rain...a cat would hide. She started looking around areas near the park, checking under hover crafts and under awnings. She finally found him curled up. "Yori..." he looked small and lost...like a child. "Yori...come home with me before it gets dark and we get in trouble. Please...I'll explain everything there."
Yori looked at her, his eyes narrowing. "No," he said. His ears folded back as he pulled himself tighter. "Whenever I'm around you bad things happen, and you end up looking sad. I'll just stay here until the rain ends."
Alana pulled back. She would hug him or rub his ears but after everything she had done to him, it would just be wrong. She stepped back into the rain. "Ok, Yori. You're right. I'll call your sister and tell her where you are and she can come get you. Don't move until she comes ok?" Alana said and started to walk to a video pay phone.
As soon as she turned her back Yori jumped up and grabbed the roof of the building. He easily pulled himself up onto his roof. He didn't want to see her and he didn't want to see his sister. Both of them treated him like a child. Like he didn't know what was best for him. He hated it! Couldn't he just be left alone? He fell down on the roof, his head was hurting. As he looked up his eyes were slowly shifting back to a golden hue.
"Twice in one day? I could get use to this," he whispered. Just as soon as he did he quickly shook his head as his eyes went back to their normal blue color. He was soaked, and didn't know where else to go. He wanted to go someplace where he could be alone, but he left all his money with his sister. There was only one place he knew of that would keep him dry and let him be alone. Racing through the rooftops, he made his way back to Alana's house. He slipped into her pool house, shivering from the cold. Grabbing one of the many towels that lined its walls, he huddled up with it in one of the far rooms in the back.
Lightning began to dance across the sky, and he jumped every time he heard it. Finally after a little while, he grew too tired to care and soon fell asleep.
Alana watched him crawl to the roof. After calling and telling his sister he was gone again, she said she was going home. She couldn't chase down something ten times faster than her. She walked home in the rain then went up to her room. She took off her wet clothes, leaving her bra and panties on and collapsed on her bed. Curling up into a ball, she cried. How did she get herself so deep into this?
When morning came, Yori poked his head out of the pool house. He sniffed the air for humans before walking over to Alana's back door. The biometric lock wouldn't exactly let him in, but the windows were fair game. Jumping up, he caught hold of the frame of the window. Prying it open with his claw, he silently slipped inside. His clothes were still damp from last night. He'd just grab some new clothes then go...somewhere. He really hadn't thought that far ahead.
He got about five steps into his room before he started sneezing. He tried to muffle it sounds, as to not disturb Alana. Leave it to him to get a cold after spending the night in a chilly pool house while soaking wet.
Alana didn't sleep. She had cried all night and all morning. She heard Yori in the other room but didn't move. She would let him go. It was for the best. She would forget they had ever met and she prayed her would do the same. No one will ever have to know they were ever friends...or more. Even as she thought this, she couldn't stop the silent tears from falling.
Yori moved, tossing his wet clothes to the ground, he shivered as he put on some fresh ones. Looking into Alana's room, he felt a lump in his throat. Why did he feel this way? When did everything get so complicated? Why did it hurt so much?
He felt himself start to feel queasy, again, but somehow he managed to keep it back. He could leave...but where would he go? He was the prince of his people...and a joke at the same time. If it wasn't for his sister always looking after him, he'd probably be dead by now. Alana was only trying to do the same....
"Alana?" His voice was soft, almost questioning as he looked at her. He didn't know if he wanted her to respond or not. Really he just wanted to hear her name on his lips once more.
Alana didn't turn to face him. She couldn't. Not after everything. "Help...yourself to anything before you go...Yori..." she whispered and pulled the covers tighter around her near naked body.
She wouldn't look at him. He thought that it was his fault. It was always his fault...but maybe she didn't see it that way. Maybe she was just upset because he was angry with her last night. "Alana, I'm not mad with you anymore," he said as he took a few steps into her bedroom.
"Yori...you should be. There is a lot you don't know...some which I wish I didn't know. I think you would have been better off if you had never met," she said then covered her mouth to muffle her cries.
Yori walked over to her bed. He knelt in front of her and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Maybe I don't know...and maybe it's for the best; but I like you Alana. I think I know what happened last night, and I wouldn't have done that if I didn't care about you. So please, don't say that we shouldn't have met."
Alana sat up and took his hand. She put it to her face and let the tears run over it. "You weren't yourself...I took advantage of you. I asked you not to change for anyone and suddenly you were someone else..." She let his hand drop from her. "I was a virgin, Yori...I have said no to many people...I should have said no to you."
Yori put his hand back to her face and tried to wipe away her tears. He didn't understand what she meant. He was someone else? "I don't know what you mean...but it sounds like I was the one who took advantage of you. Not the other way around."
Alana shook her head. "No...you weren't yourself and I realized that but I didn't say anything. I let my hormones get the better of me and now we both have to pay the price. We have broken the most important rule between out races. We will both be punished..."
"No one has to find out," he quickly told her. His hand continued to caress her face. He nuzzled her neck and hugged her. "No one has to find out what happened. We can keep it a secret."
Alana couldn't deny his hugs. His warm body pushed against her and she felt like she wasn't wearing anything all over again. Even the bra and panties she had on seemed to be non-existent. Slowly, her hands moved up to his ears and started rubbing them. "Our...secret... I promise it will never happen again," she whispered.
He purred as she rubbed his ears. Looking up at her, he gave her a smile. "Well, don't make any promises just yet," he said sounding a little hopeful that they might get to do it again. Maybe this time he would actually remember it.
Alana stopped rubbing his ears and pulled the covered over her body, shielding it. "No, Yori...never again..." She looked away. "And you have to go back home...I can't risk having you here anymore. I don't want to get tempted again and I don't want to risk your life anymore than I have."
Yori quickly shook his head. "You haven't put my life at risk. I've been the one who has been dragging you into all of this. It's my fault, not yours." He stared at her almost pleadingly. She didn't need to blame herself for this, not when he was the one who kept messing everything up.
Her hand went to his face. "Go home, Yori...and don't look back."
Yori's eyes widened. She didn't want him anymore. Even if she did...he was putting her life in danger every second he was with her. Closing his eyes, he nodded slowly. "Okay," he whispered. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to her's. He couldn't remember much of last night, but he knew that feeling. He knew her taste. He wanted to know it once more. As he pulled his lips back, he turned and started out. Just like that...he was a stray.
As soon as he was gone, Alana buried her face in her hands and balled once again. She cried and wailed, not holding back. What was the point? Her life was forever changed and all because she wanted to help someone who wasn't human. Nothing was ever going to feel the same again and she would never be able to look at her kind or his kind the same way. Everything was different now. She was different.
Yori didn't go home. Instead he just wandered around the city. His stomach growled, but he didn't care. All his life he'd had his sister to tell him what to do and that made him happy. Making her happy made him happy. Then he met Alana. She made him happy too...but now she was upset and it was because of him. How could he be happy when she wasn't happy?
His head started hurting again and he leaned against a wall to massage his temples. He heard someone yelling at him, but he couldn't tell what they were saying. His head hurt too bad for him to really focus.
"Hey you! This is a no cat zone," the man yelled. "Don't make me call the pound on you!" He laughed, but his laughter quickly died when he saw that Yori wasn't moving. He growled and grabbed his gun. "Hey you I said-"
As soon as the man got close enough Yori grabbed his by the throat. His golden eyes seemed to burn into the man's skull. "Thanks to you I get to have some fun," he chuckled. "For that...you get to live." He dropped the man to the ground, his claws quickly slicing through the man's gun. Yori took a sniff of the fresh air. He didn't know why he was being pulled out so much lately, but he was going to live it up while he could.
Alana walked to school. She was late, but no one really cared. They would be shocked she was just showing up. She passed the park and looked at her and Yori's spot. The sun was hitting it perfectly just like Yori liked. She couldn't help but smile.
"This is the reason the Eldarians should be more strictly guarded," an official was saying as he stood outside of what appeared to be a recently torn down building. "First the massacre, and now Eldarians are apparently lashing out at humans and destroying buildings. What's next? Raping our women and killing our men? I say that it shouldn't just be the cops and military that have the locks to their collars. I say every human should be able to defend themselves against these monsters!"
The crowd of people who were listening cheered at this. They wanted blood. Eldarian blood.
"And what do you know!?" Alana yelled at the man. The crowd turned to her. "Nothing any of you say is ever good about an Eldarian. You know, we human's are not perfect. We rape, we steal, we fight, we kill, and we burn buildings down. But does that mean we are all the same!?" she screamed. "Well!?" None of them spoke. "Just because we are all humans does not mean we all rap and steal and kill. It just means that there are those out there who happen to be that fucking messed up! You can't sit there and say that all Eldarians are the same. They are just like us. Some steal, some rap, some kill. But there are also some that are kind and helpful. In case you forgot to look around, they are the ones doing the jobs you refuse to do because you are just too good to get your hands dirty! You are no better than those you claim are horrible! You all are a sad excuse for men and I am ashamed to be socialized with you! You ignorant bastard!"
The politician was obviously shocked by Alana's sudden protest. Taking a moment to compose himself, he just smiled, trying to win back the audience. "Well now, that is one viewpoint, and I respect it. We are able to cohabit with other aliens, so what makes the Eldarians such a threat to us?"
He waited for dramatic effect. "The Eldarians destroyed their own planet. How long before they end up destroying ours? This girl claims that Eldarians can be nice and peaceful. Well then why do they host those nightly blood baths where they fight each other...and sometimes even humans to the death! They are primitive and blood thirsty. We cannot share our planet with such beasts."
"I have been to those fights! I have seen with my own eyes! Want to know who conducts those fights?" The people looked at her and she smirked, making her way to the platform. She grabbed the microphone from the men and glared at him. "Humans..." The people gasped. "That's right. The human's conduct it and control it. And you want to talk about destroying planets? Need I remind you of Mars? The planet we sent our people to because we were over populated and polluted our lovely Earth. The same planet that eventually was destroyed by the government because we polluted it as well and the waste was falling to Earth! Remember that!? We had to ask another race from another galaxy to come clean the ozone because we, that’s right, the humans messed it up. Not once, but twice!" The crowd nodded.
The politician just glared at her. He hadn't been expecting this to turn into a debate. "Well then, it seems you have all the answers for everything." He wasn't going to give up yet. "Tell me then, why is it since the Eldarians have arrived here that crime has nearly doubled? Tell me why Eldarians attack humans for no reason at all. Last week an Eldarian stole food and attacked people while trying to get away. Humans get hurt because the Eldarians break the law."
He turned back toward the people. "Tell me, do you honestly feel safe knowing that these Eldarians can kill you with a flex of their hand? They're beasts and should be treated as such. Do not let this...Eldarian lover fool you. If you so much as look at an Eldarian the wrong way they're likely to sink their claws and fangs into you."
Alana grabbed the man by the arm, kicked his legs out from underneath him and watched him hit the ground while she held his arm behind his back. He couldn't move. The crowd gasped. "I could easily tell you that and Eldarian did it and walk away and you would find some reason to believe that it was their fault. Our crime has doubled because a human can get away with more as long as there is in Eldarian to blame. I've seen it. I was there the day an Eldarian was trying to get home with the food I gave him." The crowd started talking. She let the man go. "I bought dinner for his family for doing work for me. I watched our people attack him just because he was walking home with food in his hands. And I watched him defend himself. Look at me. I'm a girl, but if three men your size sudden came up to me and started pulling at me, do you honestly think I wouldn't defend myself? He had a right to defend himself when he did nothing wrong. If anything, they should be protected from us. From you." The crowd then started nodding. "You think you know so much just because you have such power. Why don't you get off your ass and get on the streets? You would find out that life isn't as hard for the humans as you would think. And life for the Eldarians is hell. And as long as there is air in my lungs I will tell the world of people like you who would rather be like those in the 20th century. The same men who loved slavery and hate women rights. The same men who fought against women like me to go to school and black to share the same houses as whites. It's people like you who give human kind a bad name. What happened to freedom for all?" The crowd cheered. "Go home and think long and hard about your life, Mister. You'll find it isn't so hard as you want it to be. The Eldarians are much worse off."