Chapter 9: Doctor

Terms
Specton - 2 1/2 minutes
Toton - 2 1/2 hours
Minton - 2 1/2 days
Daycon - 2 1/2 weeks
Quant - 2 1/2 years
Galant - 2 1/2 centuries
Metson - 2 1/2 inches
Heckson - 2 1/2 miles
Tetson - 2 1/2 acres

Characters
Bill Axor (AKA Ambrose) - Lion clan,
King elect King Tomco Traxor - Bill’s dead father
King Tobias Traxor - Bill’s dead brother
Queen Niaco Traxor - Tiger clan, Tobias mate, now Bill’s
Twitty Glax - Grey Tabby clan, bill’s body guard and mate
Glenna Nox - Bengal clan, Bill’s body guard and mate
Mikos Glac - Chartreux clan
Commander of star cruiser - Wire hair clan
Henna Glac - Chartreux clan, Mikos mate
Theta Panadon - Cheetah clan
Cornelius Glax - one of Bill’s Uncles, Grey Tabby clan
Conrad Nox - Bill’s other Uncle Bengal clan
Assassin group - Jaguar clan
second assassin group - Ocicat clan
Mileen - Lynx clan Thomas’s mate

Knights
General Roth - Leopard clan
Gregor - Cougar clan
Gwayne - Panther clan
Thomas - Lynx clan

Conrad Nox was finally calmer after his call to the Ocicat clan; he felt sure that his bastard nephew would be dead soon. A commotion behind him drew his attention as several of his personal guards brought in two young males. Ah, he thought, tonight’s entertainment was here! Nodding to them, the guards stripped both the males.

“You both are tonight’s fun time and entertainment,” Conrad said as he started to strip.

Leaving the two young males, the guards made a hasty retreat from the room. No less than twenty minutes later, all the guards cringed when the screams started. It was possibly after half an hour had passed that the doors slowly opened.

“Please remove these,” here Conrad was looking down his nose with disgust. Again, the guards cringed when they entered the room. There was blood all over the nearest wall, with both males slumped against it. Neither were breathing, both covered in blood. “Ah! That was refreshing.” Stopping the leader of guards, Conrad stated, “have my hunter come up after this mess is cleaned. I will be needing more for tomorrow night.” Thinking a moment, he nodded; if things went as he thought they might, he may need more! It would indeed be a night to celebrate!

Even as the guards were taking the bodies out, the guard leader was calling the cleaning crew to Conrad’s quarters. Sighing, he’d seen this far too often, though it sickened him there wasn’t that much he could do. As long as the noble held all of their lives in his grasp, they were powerless to do anything, for now.

Two females came in a specton later, immediately starting to remove the blood. Both were dressed as plainly as they could, making as few motions with their hips and legs as they could. They had heard the stories of the noble becoming enraged and ripping their predecessors to shreds. Both were trying their best to remain as unnoticeable as possible.

Conrad was feeling satisfied as he watched the ugly cleaning crew go to work. Strange, he thought, the crews were getting uglier and uglier. Sighing, he missed when he could freely kill who he wanted; now, with his bastard nephew, it wasn’t possible. Well, not as openly possible; he still had his resources, though those were starting to dry up.

Slapping his paw on the table, a sudden thought came to his mind. He still had quite a few contacts on the outer worlds. With all the talk they were doing about breaking away, it should be easy. Rushing to the bathing room, he removed all the blood from his body, and then headed to his communications room. Yes! A few from the outermost planets that his bastard nephew’s mother had been from. That would make him far happier than the weaklings he was getting from around here.

Theta Panadon was dreaming as if the world had gone crazy. She had advanced in rank from a mere private to a Sergeant First Class. All she had done was work and do her job. It was her duty to protect royalty and the realm. After working for almost four days straight with only a few hours of sleep the first day, she finally felt central was secure.

Clawing her way up towards the light, she had to escape this craziness she was dreaming. Then there was the fact that Colonel Mikos had claimed her, right after the king elect had promoted her again! This time she was the lowest officer there was, but she was an officer! Clawing harder, she had to escape this madness; things didn’t happen like this in real life. It was an absolute nightmare!

Mikos watched as Theta struggled in her dream. Looking over, he saw that her mother had arrived. After she bowed to Bill, talking to him and Queen Niaco, Mikos pulled her aside when she finished. “Mistress Panadon, I am Colonel Mikos Glac. Your daughter has been pushing herself, as have we all. She pushed far harder than almost all of us, though. I have made a claim on her after the king elect made her an officer.”

The older Cheetah clan female turned to stare at Mikos with disdain for a moment. Then she looked to his collar, seeing the bird image there that signified his rank as a full colonel.

“Colonel,” she said with a sigh. “You are of position. I don’t think my mate would disagree that hard. Theta is past twenty-five summers; we can advise her only. This is a decision she will have to make. Your acceptance into our clan will depend upon a great many things. I assume you have spoken to your first mate of this?” When Mikos didn’t answer, she nodded. “I had thought so, spur of the moment.” Watching as a female Chartreux clan entered the room, the older Cheetah clan female whispered, “I think it is now or never. Let me see how you handle this, then we will talk again.”

Henna Glac was worried when she got the summons; no one had said anything. As she entered the central command room, she saw her mate talking to an older Cheetah clan. Why was her mate talking to an obviously high-ranking Cheetah clan female? Looking around the room, she saw Bill Axor, the King elect! Immediately, she bowed low to him.

Embarrassed for a moment, Bill lifted the female off the floor. “I take it you are Henna Glac?” When she couldn’t get the words out of her mouth, Bill smiled, putting her at ease. “I apologize for having you brought here this way. I was under the impression you were a doctor?” When she only nodded again, Bill pointed to the Cheetah clan female on the floor. “You have a patient, one I think you should get to know as soon as possible.”

Henna Glac could only stare at Bill, then at her mate Mikos. Walking up to him, she whispered, “what have you done mate? Why are they all staring at us?”

Whispering back, Mikos told her, “I was promoted to full Colonel today. I claimed her as my second mate. Though I may have to go through quite a lot before it can happen IF she accepts me.”

Henna looked at her mate for a moment, then a sliver of anger crept to her face. “If she doesn’t, then I will believe that the Cheetah clan has lost their minds! You are the best mate I could ask for! Let me at that old dried-up Cheetah clan female! I will defeat her easily in combat!” Henna hissed as she eyed the Cheetah clan matriarch. The older woman nodded to the both of them with a smile.

“Very good Colonel, you have my blessing, though I think my daughter may prove far more difficult! Good luck Colonel; either way, take care of her and your people.” Bowing to Bill, then Roth when she saw the rank of General and Knight on his collar. Checking her daughter, she bowed again then left.

Mikos watched as his mate moved to Theta, and then walked to where Bill and Roth were. Bill and Roth both had wide smiles as he approached. “I take it that she was more accepting as soon as your mate threatened to take her on in combat,” Bill told Mikos.

Mikos nodded, keeping an eye on his mate as she started to treat Theta. It was perhaps another ten minutes before Theta’s eyes flickered open as she rubbed her neck. Looking up, she saw the doctor that was treating her. A Chartreux clan doctor? That must be Henna Glac; she was one of the best on the planet. She was ... Her mouth dropped open as she looked past Henna at Mikos as he was studying both of them.

Henna Glac? Mikos Glac? Laying her head back down, she could only shake it. What in the world was going on? Then she looked again and saw the king elect. Even as she tried to get off the floor, the doctor was holding her down.

“I didn’t say you could move, did I?” The authoritative voice said to her. Stiffening, Theta shook her head no and laid still. “I wish to talk to you before I release you. I know that my mate claimed you. Your mother has already been here giving her blessing. I would still like to take her on in combat.” Henna sighed then continued. “I guess it isn’t allowed. I know you haven’t had a chance to answer my mate, so I advise you think before you do. I am not above taking you on in combat either! Remember!” This last was whispered with a smile as Henna withdrew, telling them Theta needed rest.

“Thank you, mate. I will see you soon,” Mikos told her, then his eyes opened when she shook her head no.

“I am afraid that I must order you, you, and especially you to retire,” Henna said, the authority rising in her voice as she pointed at Roth, then Bill, and finally Mikos. “I will not be blamed for a first knight, the king elect, and my mate dying on my watch!”