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Hey guys, here is The Enemy's Heart series sequel (part 2) UNKNOWN TERRITORIES. My plan was to have this story completed by now, but life had a way of really kicking my buns this summer and I'm just playing it by ear! *nervous laughter* As a special treat, I'm uploading TWO CHAPTERS tonight. After that, the next update will be Monday September 23rd. This story will update biweekly unless I state otherwise! In the event I am unable to post, I will make an announcement chapter!

Anyways, I hope I can keep up the same excitement and momentum in this story. And don't worry, it won't take 3 years to complete like the original fic! HAHA! Enjoy!

THE ENEMY'S HEART

Unknown Territories

PREVIOUS COMPONENT:

EPILOGUE

With Earth falling behind them, the hologram fizzled away and communication ended with the young Blooded hunter and his ooman companion – the Clan Elders, Leaders, and Ancients Yeyin'thwei and Ta'uk, filed out of the gathering chamber murmuring amongst themselves in tidings of the mystifying vicissitudes that led to the success of this crucial hunt. Some would swiftly return to their own massive ships (clustered around one another in a rarely seen display of congregation) so their clans could once more disappear into the stars in preparation for the next hunt; others would return to the Home World commonly referred to as "Yautja Prime" throughout the advanced nations of the star laden void. The rest would stay here on Ta'uk's Jag'd'dja atoll, curious to see what would happen next concerning the young Hunter and ooman female's fate when they would return – and they would have to return before Scar could even consider venturing on his own. Amongst these was Krii'var, who remained within the gathering room seething in a rage unlike any he had ever felt before.

It was enough for Scar to shame his ancestors and the blood of the Yautja name by taking that ugly, brown creature as a mate – but he also blatantly dishonored and challenged the authority that Krii'var so meticulously possessed. And the fact that the ooman prey proved herself worthy of the Yautja acceptance amongst Ancients not once, but TWICE now, shredded the male's pride far worse than any wristblade ever could. The massive weighted Yautja Elder growled, mandibles flaring in and out in irritation before, with a fierce bellow, clasping his claws against the arms of a chair and flinging it with all his might straight at, and through, the left wall separating the chamber from the main hall. Snarling, the elder stormed out the hole he'd made and stalked off as two members of his clan took stride on either side of him. Of Krii'var's clan, they were his most accomplished, most loyal…most deadly.

"That c'jit will rue the rising of the sun that he dared challenge me!" the vicious Elder swore, tossing his cape across his shoulder with sheer malice.

"What would you have us do, Krii'var?" asked the tallest of the pair with high expectations so foul they almost radiated with lust.

Krii'var raised his hands and etched his claws hungrily. "We will watch and see. But before my soul diminishes to join my ancestors, I will have the bastard watch as I tear his female's spine from her soft husk. And then, every bone in his body will break, and we will hear his cries as we slowly tear his rotten head from his shoulders…I will give him such a death, not even his clansmen will want to accept him in the afterlife. The dead will know the name of Krii'var…" his brows narrowed with all the hate and envy of the stars as he swore, "…and they will fear…"

All will change as we embark into

The Enemy's Heart:

UNKNOWN TERRITORIES

To be continued…

Now onto the next chapter...