The Distant Past: Planet Aden, Earth Colony Garrison Alpha...(A/N: Kate's Wedding is the story of Z'aale Zarkon's human grandmother, Kathryn Alexander and how she was carried off as a bride by his grandfather, Z'aale. Allura is not related to Kathryn in any way. I didn't want to imply any incestous relationship or some kind of weird time paradox.- that comes later! However, I did want to maintain sort of a continuity between Allura, Zaale, Lotor,Kathryn, Kate(a character who will be in future chapters and is a descendent of this Kate and Z'aale's grandfather. If you notice similarities in descriptions-it's on purpose. This dream of Allura's is being manipulated by Zarkon.
Interlude - Allura's dream: Kate's Wedding
"Garrison Colony Alpha! Come in! This is DeltaDelta... Ensign Jackson down in the L4 sector just spotted those damned Drules-they're headed this way! Better tell the women to get in their hiding places, quick!!"
The colony was in an uproar! Drule warriors coming their way! Men,women and children were running everywhere, the men to their posts, the women and children to their hiding places - all but a stubborn young woman named Katheryn Alexander.
Allura suddenly realized that she was this woman in the dream. She was readying her blasterifle for the attack, her green eyes fierce with anger, her long gold hair in a ponytail, out of her way.
"Dammit, Kate! Didn't ya hear me! Get below!" Jorge Montoya G'all'an, their Drule half-scout, yelled over at Kate over the din of panicking colonists. ...Lotor?...Allura wondered.
Kate/Allura swung her head defiantly and said, "No, I'm not going to cower in there! If we get taken, I'm going down fighting-and I'm taking some down with me...for Julia."
Tears threatened to surface thinking about her friend, raped by Drules during a scouting mission and left for dead. She wound up being pregnant and realizing this, she took her life. Kate/Allura still missed her.
She was going to fight! No Drule would take her without missing some body parts! Jorge looked at her. He never could talk Kate out of anything once her mind was set. Even though he never told her, Jorge loved Kate.
Jorge said, "OK, Kate, shoot but stay out of the way! If they spot you shooting, they'll go right for you!"
Kate/Allura nodded, "I will, Jorge, don't worry about me, I'll be alright." ...I do love you...Jorge..keep safe.. she thought.
Jorge walked away muttering.."Madre de Dios! Like I don't have enough to worry about...Oh hell!! Here they come, people! Get ready to rrummbble!"
And sure enough, the Drule warriors were on their way. Their battle armour was formidable, their gazes unmerciful, they were shooting at the battlements, trying to pick off the men before going for the women. The men started shooting the Drules, bringing some down, but the Drules were also bringing down Garrison men. The warriors were starting to flood into their encampment. Some of the Drules had swords which they used to hack the Terran men with.
Kate/Allura was shooting at the warriors when her weapon jammed. .......Damn two bit Garrison junk-give me a Drule rifle anyday, those things never jam!
Looking about her, she quickly picked a laserrifle off of a dead Drule.
..Now we're talkin'...Kate/Allura thought.
She stood her ground, shooting at the enemy, killing several. There were other Drules around her who took a keen interest in her. To her suprise, Kate/Allura was the only woman out there shooting!
...Don't everybody come out at once....
She was brave and beautiful-desirable qualities in a mate. The Drules around her did not make a move on her though. It was if they held back.
Suddenly she saw Jorge-fighting hand to hand with who appeared to be a Drule in(....Z'aale...no.......) command by his uniform. The Drule Lord saw her shooting in the melee' with the bravery of a man-her beauty blazing in her anger. He wanted her for himself. She would be his...as soon as he killed this brave but foolish half-breed. The Drule grabbed his sword, spun with the grace of a dancer and grabbed the back of Jorge's hair with one hand. With the other he delivered a killing blow to the back of the head. Kate/Allura saw to her horror. The Drule Leader smiled, and dropped Jorge to the hard ground below.
(......Lotor..no!!!....)Jorge...ohgod,no..never told him I love....
Kate/Allura enraged, yelled "JORGE!!! You bastard Drule...I'll kill you!" And with that, she charged him, her angry face defiant, her hair flying.
The Drule leader looked at her appreciately and thought her beautiful in her rage.(...Allura...It is I, Z'aale........)(...nnooo!!!...)
As Kate/Allura charged him, he swiftly grabbed her by the waist and threw her to the ground. Kate/Allura was stunned. The Drule leader quickly pinned her down, but Kate/Allura took advantage of her Garrison Academy training and kicked him, scrambling out of his way.
(.......I won't let you near me again, Z'aale...)
(......we shall see...Allura.....)
She started to run-to where she didn't know. There were men falling everywhere. Women's cries of rape filled the air.
..it seemed as if the whole world's gone mad, thought Kate/Allura. ..Maybe I shoulda been a lawyer like my mom wanted....
Suddenly a savage jerk on hair sent her sprawling to the ground. She looked up and saw the familar face of the Drule leader..
(..Z'aale...?)) (it's me...e'ajahila...I told you'd I would be back..)
The Drule above her moved quickly, pinning her again, this time pressing hard on her body, holding her wrists painfully over her head.
(..don't fight me Allura...I love you...) (.......nooo!!......)
"P'aaut'chaa..." (I claim you.) he said in Drule.
Kate/Allura spat in his face. "Go to hell, bastard!"
The Drule simply smiled as if what she said was an endearment instead of a curse and bent down his face to kiss her.
(.....mine...)
Kate/Allura turned her face away, but the Drule with his other hand jerked it back and he kissed her anyway-possessively. Kate/Allura struggled. This seemed to amuse him and he smiled. He looked up at her hair and with his hand undid the binding, releasing it.
(..Allura..your hair...it is so beautiful...silk...)
Kate's Drule captor seemed fascinated by her blonde hair and ran his bloody hand though it. Kate/Allura's eyes were spitting fire, and she struggled again. The leader twined his hand in her hair, grabbing it, making her yell.
"Oowww, you bozo! That's my hair you're pullin' on!"
He got up off her and dragged her up by her hair to where his animal was saddled. Still holding her hair, he reached in a saddlebag for what appeared as a rope. Kate/Allura stiffened.
...Oh man, I know what this is...I'm not going to be a Drule bride! The hell with that!..
Kate/Allura twisted out of his grip, leaving him with a fistful of hair. She ran, but there were too many bodies, she tripped over one -
(......Coran! nooo!...)
and was sent sprawling, injuring her ankle.
"Ow!!!"she cried, her ankle already swelling.
She saw him coming for her, a smile on his face, the rope in his hands.
(...get away from me, Z'aale!...)
Kate/Allura picked up a rock and flung it at him with a yell, but he just kept coming. Kate/Allura tried to get up but her ankle couldn't support her weight. In futility, she dragged herself along the ground, and gave him a gaze of hatred.
Finally, he reached her.
(...my beloved...)
She fought back with her hands, but he merely scooped her up and flung her on his shoulder. Kate/Allura kicked and screamed at him, calling him every obscenity in the book-both 'glish and Drule. It didn't faze him. He carried her to a wooded area - a thicket of trees with a pond by a stream -
(..nooo-Z'aale..please!...)
(.....I only wish it were real, e'ajahilla-but it will be soon....)
- and flung her down on the soft, springy grass and quickly straddled Kate/Allura, placing the hated rope on her neck.
"Cha'ta ut soe?"(What is your name?")
She sensed what he was asking, and spat back, "You're not getting it from me, bub!"
He frowned, and then took his sword, and gestured at her clothing.
...He's theatening to rip them off me. I definitely don't want to be nude in front of a bunch of drooling Drules! ...hey! I made a funny..drooling Drules, get it? ...
"Aaauggh!" Kate/Allura exclaimed as the Drule jerked her chin with his hand, and repeated "Cha'ta ut soe!"
Kate/Allura replied, ..I better cooperate with this bozo..."Kathryn. Kathryn Alexander."
The Drule smiled down at her as if she had given him a gift.
He tried out her name-it came out as K'trryn Ale'der.
...I guess that's as close as he can get...The Drule lord pointed to himself and said,"Z'aale D'zon Lessat!"!
....Oh great Kate/Allura thought, now we're gonna date right?
He gave her a light slap on her face and said "L'ai!"(Repeat!)
Kate/Allura tried it and said his name correctly the first time. Z'aale smiled proudly.
Kate/Allura suddenly got nervous, as if she knew what would come next. Z'aale then bent down and kissed her.
(..Z'aale...) Kate/Allura started to struggle again, but he gestured at her clothing again and she stopped.
He took that as a sign of surrender, and said, "K'trryn..
(.....Allura....)
P'aut 'chaa..." and kissed her hard this time, his hands roaming her body as he did so.
Kate/Allura jerked her head away and yelled, "I'm not yours, you Drule bastard!"
The Drule Z'aale did not understand her, but he had a sense of what she was saying. He quickly took a short-sword and started to cut though her uniform, taking care not to cut her skin. Kate/Allura was frightened. If she moved, she'd be cut, if she didn't-well.
..maybe I should get him to kill me, she thought. ....No, I can't. I'm too chicken. I don't want the last thing in the galaxy to see is this bozo's face....
Cool air hit her as he cut quickly and efficiently, exposing her body to his gaze.
.....He's obviously done this before, she thought. When he finished cutting, he sat back and obviously enjoyed what he saw.
....Yeah, I just bet you do...Kate/Allura thought.
She took the opportunity to jump up and run from him, favoring her wounded ankle.
She thought wildly, It's hell to run without a bra....."AAaauggh!!!" She screamed as he tackled her to the ground,
(...you can't run from me..Allura...don't even try!...) pinning her down.
He grabbed the rope around her neck and said, "K'trryn! P'aut 'chaa!"
Then he slapped her face hard, making her see stars. Taking advantage of her momentary weakness, he kissed her on her neck, nipping it.
A gasp involutarily came from her lips -
(....Z'aale...nooo..)
- and the Drule Z'aale took this as a sign of encouragement and kissed her mouth softly. Kate/Allura did not expect this from a Drule, of all people. She was helpless before him. In her heart, Kate/Allura knew that all the Garrison men and children in the Colony were dead, run though or beheaded. All the women were probably gone now, carried on their captor's v'es'yaat (horse-like creatures)like so much baggage or roped behind them like cattle. Many of them she knew had been taken in the open, humiliated, shamed. This Drule-Z'aale took her to a more private place, somehow this touched her, why, she didn't know.
She had no choice, either this or die-and she didn't want to die. She wanted to live. Perhaps this was fate-she didn't know.
The Drule Z'aale looked at his pale prize tenderly, his
(.......familiar..Lotor?..)
felinoid eyes looking into her own green
(..blue...) ones. ...She has eyes the color of spring grass,..... (.....blue sky.....)
he thought, and kissed her again.
she is beautiful, he thought, and spirited...
Kate/Allura shivered from the cool evening air. The Drule Z'aale noticed and kissed her again, Kate/Allura knew what was next and was frightened. She and Jorge never-well...that. She had always put him off, not sure how she felt about him-afraid of this intimate act. And now...with this total stranger...this alien!
The Drule Z'aale saw her frightened face and knew that she was untried. Somehow, this appealed to him. He knew he needed to calm her. He reached into his tunic and brought out a small flask, unstopped it and brought to Kate/Allura's lips.
The Drule ordered "D'aal, (drink) K'ttryn.."
She assumed he meant her to drink. She did, knowing she had no choice at the moment. The drink was sweet with a bite to it.
...pretty good stuff...Kate/Allura thought...coulda used this stuff in the officer's club.
Then her head spun a little, and suddenly, it seemed as if a fog had settled in her head. Kate/Allura looked up at her captor who had since disrobed and she felt an intense desire for him-a maddening desire despite her sorrow over Jorge. She didn't care anymore. Kate/Allura wanted only him.
The Drule Z'aale D'zon looked into Kate/Allura's eyes and knew that the Bride's Wine or B'urrashau had taken effect. This one, this K'ttryn would desire him.He smiled gently, and laid down beside her. Kate/Allura trembled with..anticipation? fear? both? She didn't know, didn't care. She hated this Drule, but at the same time wanted to please him utterly-for she knew in doing so she would please herself as well. The Drule touched her, kissed her and she was lost...and as Kate/Allura cried out her pleasure under the canopy of trees among the stars, her heart mourned for her lost love.
..Jorge, ah, Jorge...it should have been...you....I loved you...now you..are...gone....
Afterwards. entwined together, the Drule dozing on top of her, his weight pressing her down, tears started to fall down her face. The Drule Z'aale woke, as if sensing her sorrow. He took his fingertip and gently caught a lone tear running down her cheek. He looked so concerned for her. He said something in Drule she couldn't understand, and then he kissed her again and again.
Kate/Allura's last fleeting thought before madness took her again was....didn't know these Drules had...so much....sta...min...na..ohgod...
They passed the rest of the night together this way, between resting and sleeping. Z'aale D'zon Lessat took his bride home the next morning, his cloak covering her nudity. She rode in front of him on his ves'yaat to the Drule city that was on the other side of the mountains of Z'essy'aaii.....and so her life began anew.
As Z'aale Zarkon Lessat smiled in his sleep, Allura woke up terrified...she had a dream about a woman (Kathryn..?) and Z'aale...? She couldn't quite remember it, but it was terrifying!! She shivered at the thought of it and tried to sleep again. Sleep only came after Lotor came to her side and held her as she cried.