All Chapters of Liberated : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

35 Chapters

Fear and Lust (Lt. Zarn)

ZARN POV I grin as females look over my body and bat their lashes at me. I know I am an attractive male and I know it will benefit me in securing the hand of the female I want. The only problem is... who do I want? I am sure the other fifty-four champions are thinking the same thing. I like the female in yellow from Earth. She is beautiful and confident enough to stand up for her friends, but mating is for life. The tournament is short. Deciding who we want to love and protect for the rest of our lives should be based off of more than a few dances and superficial conversations, but this is the Harvest. The treaty that links us all together as one in our fight against tyranny. It is an honor to compete in such an important tournament. I need to suppress my negative feelings. I need to dispel my memory of Vada's naked flesh. I glance down the long table and my eyes land on a pink Kea I will be avoiding. I cannot risk falling for her, since she looks like the last female I slept w

Narrowing Down (Nole)

NOLE POV"I will take the Glortinons," Burk says to us and we both nod before heading in separate directions. I have already decided which groups of females I will select dance partners from. The Puelos, the Shikaz, the Hassins, the Earthlings, and the Keas. Towards the end of dinner, I decided to base my decision on personality rather than beauty since every female at the table was beautiful. It only makes sense to dance with females from places where I know I will get along with them. I don't know much about the humans, but I do know I liked what they had to say. I am sure I will get along with the one in yellow. As I approach the Puelos, their eyes fix on me, and I see different levels of excitement erupt within their depths. Good, at least the group seems pleased with my attention. It probably has to do with my rank, but that is understandable. Females desire protection and stability. My rank and skill provide both. I focus my attention on the prettiest one, but when I sto

Dancing (Jia)

JIA POV"If the females would stand and move toward that wall please," the announcer says as the female Keas disappear with the last of the dinner plates. "And if the males would move to that wall," the announcer says, but he sounds far away as anxiety begins to take hold of me. Somehow I force my body to stand up with the others and we all move toward the wall. I keep my eyes downcast. I can't look at my friends. My stomach is full of butterflies and I feel like I want to puke. I have never taken any formal dance lessons. I have been to some school dances, but that is it. I am betting all the others have had downloads done to their weird brain chip thing and are all excellent dancers. While we move the male Keas come back in. They lift the long dinner tables and take them away as if they weigh nothing. The lights overhead begin to dim and soft elegant music begins to play. My nerves seem to recede and the atmosphere shifts from interview to relaxed rather quickly. "Wow," I whispe

Dancing pt.2 (Jia)

JIA POV As Nole leads me out onto the dance floor I can't help but look over his size and compare it to mine. Captain Nole is like a good-looking orange mountain. Even the arm I am holding is three times the size of mine. He has to be seven feet tall, and his shoulders are as wide as those of two guys from my high school. There is no way we could ever...come together as one. I blush as the racy thought zips through my mind. Zarn is extremely handsome, but I never once thought about sex when he had me in his arms. Is it just Nole's size or...Nole stops toward the middle of the floor and places one of his huge hands on my lower back. I try to keep my mind off of how much his hand is covering, but I fail miserably. "I... You are a very beautiful female. How are you liking Kea," Nole asks after a brief stumble and my feelings about his size seem to fade a little. "I like it a lot. Do you like Kea," I ask as the music begins and he swallows a little. "I do. It is one of

Infatuated (Negumi)

NEGUMI POV I sigh as Gold-status Capt. Nole walks away. I clearly messed up in winning him over during our dance. His elite companions and he are the top champions this Harvest. Even the other Commanders rank lower than him now. I should have had better control over my wandering eye, but Lt. Zarn keeps pulling my attention. I have never seen a more perfect male. When I spotted him at dinner I couldn't look away. Lt. Zarn is so handsome and he smells divine. I can tell his body is strong even though he is small compared to Nole's massive Bronkark body. "You danced with one of the Gold status champions. Congrats, Negumi," Mairi says and I can hear the jealousy in her tone. "Thank you, Mairi," I reply while keeping my chin lifted. The others in my group watch me closely, but I don't give them anything to see. I keep my expression neutral while standing tall. I will not shrink myself down. I am the most beautiful in our group and we all know it. This is the Harvest Tournament. P

Infatuated pt. 2 (Negumi)

NEGUMI POVMazarine's kind words linger in my head as the rest of our kinsmen are returned by their dance partners and I begin to grow determined. Somehow someway I will convince Zarn that we are meant for one another. I will talk about how much we have in common and I will point out the differences between Jia and him.The females from Earth are nice, but they lack knowledge. They know nothing about the hardships of the war and they know nothing about the other planets. I can use that to my advantage. I am more suited as his female and I know it. With Zarn's looks his Harvest fame will last for decades. He needs a female who won't embarrass him. He needs someone who can host parties and speak politics. We belong together. "Excuse me, I am Capt. Cull. I would be honored to share a dance with you," a Shikaz champion says as he appears in front of me and the planning inside my mind halts. I take his arm with a smile, but I stay quiet. I am not a big fan of Shikaz as a planet. It

Announcing (Nole)

NOLE POV Garlof looks at Burk again and I cross my arms over my bare chest. The big, ugly Cok is asking for a fight, and I can't give him one, not yet, anyway. Not when we are about to be announced to the universe. I flex my shoulders and growl lowly to expel some of my pent-up stress. Modok eyes me, but doesn't say anything. He is most likely more uncomfortable than I am. He hates large groups just like I do. Burk growls too and I look to see if he spotted the way Garlof is eyeing him, but he hasn't. I realize, after a brief second, that Burk is feeling the pressure. Standing shoulder to shoulder half naked with the males we will be fighting tomorrow has everyone on edge including my ever-in-control Commander. "Easy," I mumble and Burk nods. "I won't dishonor us, Nole... and speak for yourself. You keep growling under your breath as well," Burk mutters back and I focus on the empty field we will most likely destroy before the week is over. I don't even attempt a joke like I

Encouragement (Nole)

NOLE POVWhen I reach the male common area I quickly spot Modok sitting on one of the benches. Other champions, some being friends, are spread out talking lowly amongst themselves, but I ignore them. The only males I trust here are Modok and Burk. Anyone and everyone besides them will become an enemy in the brawl. "Tilk is good. You are better," I say after reaching the bench he is sitting on. His cold green and yellow eyes look as if he is already imagining his fight with the larger Bronkark. He has probably thought of every move Tilk might make and calculated his defense for it. "Do I look worried," Mo asks as I sit down beside him. I smirk. My friend never looks scared. His emotions range from intrigued to murderous... I would hate to be Tilk tomorrow. Luckily none of us will be facing each other directly. "You look like you are strategizing," I reply simply, and his face morphs into a predatory smirk. Mutual understanding passes between us and my mind returns to my di

Death (Jia)

JIA POV"Looks like you are the first one here. Would you like me to wait with you," Tursa asks as we stop next to the doors. I glance at her and shake my head. I think having a few seconds to myself will be nice. "Alright, well I think I covered everything. Remember after each fight the winning champion might declare himself by going over to the female he wants. This is a great honor, but not all champions do this. Some don't want to draw attention to the female they want," Tursa says going back over what she told me while I got ready this morning. I nod again. "Thank you, Tursa. Don't worry about me. My friends will be with me soon," I say and she smiles brightly before finally walking away. I sigh once she is gone and rub my hands over the full powder blue skirt I am wearing. I know I look absolutely beautiful. My hair and makeup are immaculate. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I was stunned into silence. I look like an absolute queen, but I don't recognize myself. I d

Fights Begin (Jia)

JIA POV As we enter the arena loud chants instantly blast my ears. The crowd is going absolutely crazy and their eyes are locked on the field. Not one person seems to notice us as we file into our seats from the previous day. As I sit down I spot two Cok champions already standing in the middle of the field looking huge and menacing. Their muscles are bulging and their broad backs seem ready to launch forward at any second. The images in my mind from Zalu's story return and I get queasy. What are we about to see? Suddenly the crowd stops chanting and a low growl begins to build from everywhere. When the growl completely fills the air the champions launch themselves at each other. I grab the armrests in terror as Fiadh gasps. Their fists connect with each other's flesh, and the sound of the hits echoes through the now silent arena. Their movements are sharp and fast making their hits look as if they aren't inflicting damage, but the blood under their feet shows how much they are h

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