Trans-Demensional beings

"Please listen next time I tell you something." Aurian stated. She then paused, and looked at Harry again. Some of the color was returning to her skin. "It might keep you from dieing." With that, Aurian stood, and walked out of the room. Harry found himself tired, and sank back down. It was all too soon when he woke.



 
"Harry, come out to the main room." Aurian's voice spoke in his ear. So Harry sat up, and immediately the lights went into noon brightness. Blinking rapidly, Harry reached for his glasses, and got up and into the large room where he had met Aurian yesterday. Aurian was wearing a backless halter top with a high collar that showed her stomach, and shorts. It was not the best thing for the warrior to wear. Her entire left arm, as wall as most of the area around her left shoulder, back as well, was metal, as was her right foot and ankle. There were scars everywhere too. Aurian's back sported a large X that wasn't fully healed, a bright line in dulled metal where it continued over her metal limb. There were marks on her sides as well, a long line on each side that traveled from just above the hem of her shirt to the edge of her pants. These were also not completely healed. There were other fully healed scars and the silver vein-like tracings went through it all. But at the moment, Aurian was sitting cross-legged in the air and against a wall, and her left arm was in her lap as she cleaned it.
" 'Ello Harry." She said with out looking up. "I thought you might like a look at space once we got out of Hyperspace. We'll be exiting right about…"
"Now." Ed's voice came yet again from everywhere. Several screens flared into life, showing stars, a solar system and-
"Damn. They found me." Aurian sighed. There were three ships floating in front of them. A new window opened
"Hunter Samus Aurian, We are under orders to escort you to the nearest Galactic Federation space colony." A mans face, almost as tan as Aurian's was white, with black hair looked at them. Aurian rubbed her head with her disconnected hand.
"Am I to assume that you are under orders to attack if I resist?" Aurian asked, all too sweetly. The man swallowed.
"We are. And I regret to inform you that in your 7 decade absence, the weapons technology has advanced again." Aurian, still holding onto the part of her arm that connected to her body, shook it at the man.
" I believe that I could escape unscathed." Aurian said, her pupils shrinking to slits.
"But the boy wouldn't." the man indicated Harry. Aurian glanced at Harry, then returned her attention to the screen.
"Oh so true. But I do have to tell you, we won't make it that far. We're rather banged up." The man looked slightly relived.
"That is why we have three ships instead of the usual one. We shall be taking turns towing your ship once it runs out of fuel."
"Alright, Alright." Aurian waved her arm at him, and then snapped it back in place. A cutting motion with her hand closed the window.
"Sorry, but I can't return you just yet. They know you're on my ship and I'll get in big trouble if I show up with out you. No offence, but sending you back is not worth 'big trouble'."
Aurian was brought to a meeting as soon as they docked and shortly after she left, Harry was dragged of for medical checks. Apparently, he was fine, but he was given a small metal square to give to Aurian. Harry was sitting in the main cabin of the ship, looking at the chip when Aurian suddenly stepped out of the wall behind him, accompanied by a blast of cold air. She was barely holding in her laughter.
"Don't panic." She said, and pulling him up by his upper arm walked into the wall and in all consuming darkness. Harry couldn't see, feel, smell, or even hear himself cry out in shock. But oddly enough-
"Black, blacker, blackest:
Cold colder coldest
Nothing in between. (1)" Aurian's said in a sing song voice in his head and then they were standing crouched over, or kneeling in Aurian's case, in a tunnel like area.
"Where was that?" Harry whispered.
"A place called between. Very handy way to get around, even if it is trice-damned cold. Watch." Aurian pointed to a grill in the floor, and Harry realized that they were in one of those air cycling ducts. The room below had several men sitting in chairs in a half circle facing the single door to the room. The door opened, and when black, and Aurian stepped out. Harry twitched and looked at the Aurian that was kneeling next to him.
"Yes, it's me down there, and I'm breaking a rule, but I think you need to hear this, and I want to watch." Aurian hissed, and from now on we shall be calling the Aurian in the room Samus.
"Hunter Aurian, we have reason to believe the boy you are traveling with is an illegal dimension traveler-"
'-And you are, Harry,-' Aurian, mind speech
" And we need to arrest him." This was said by a rather chubby man. Samus leaned against the wall and began to curl a lock of her hair around a finger.
"What makes you so sure it's him?" Samus asked softly.
"Because the energies that one collects in the transfer are radiating off of him!"
"Is that so?" Samus lost interest in her hair and began inspecting her hand. "But I think you'll find a reason to ignore that small fact soon enough."
"How so?" a thin, pinched, nervous man asked. Harry personally though he had every right to look nervous. Aurian was wearing a rather strange outfit, one that was not her Armor, but an interesting layering of clothes. She had black shoulder things edged with silver that held her shoulders down, then loosened into a point just above her elbow and these were also an outer collar. Under that was a high necked tunic, silver with black edgings on the patterns, with black 'swallow tails' edged in gold that reached to just under he knees, a pattern of eight belts holding four empty sheaths, two on each hip. A pair of sheaths were on her back, crossing at the place where the shoulder covers(I have no clue what to call them) were attached to the back of the tunic by the means of two metal clips with a small gem in each. On the front, the shoulders were connected by means of a small silver chain. The high collar of the tunic was gold lined with black and only a collar on one side, same with the shoulders, as part of her metal arm reached up to the side of her neck. Her left arm was without a glove, but her right one wore a long one that reached from her shoulder to end in an almost fingerless glove. Her fingers were clawed and she had even more belts(at least three on each arm and leg). Samus' hair was pulled back in a pony tail. Harry glanced at Aurian, she was wearing the same outfit, but had her swords, and the swallow tails were stiff in one place.
'There's a sword there. In each.' Aurian told him.
"Have you ever wondered why we seem to have this conversation every time you manage to find me, whether or not I have a passenger?" Samus asked. She suddenly had a dagger in her left hand, and began to trim the claws on her right. Harry had seen the slight motion involving one of the belts that held a scabbard.
"Because you let these.. Criminals on you ship?" a man said scornfully.
"No." Samus' knife was gone. "It is because you have a trans-dimensional being standing here in front of you." Her calm statement caused an uproar in the men sitting in front of her.
"Why didn't you tell us that in the first place!" a man cried out over the general loud talk. Harry saw Samus snap.
"Am I required to tell you everything about my life?" She shouted, her hair suddenly moving in a unfelt wind. The hair tie snapped. The talk died completely. "Must I ask permission to kill any space pirate that crosses my path from now on? It does most mortals good to not know everything about someone!" the way she said mortals kept everyone silent until she got her anger under control. "Now that I have your attention, I regret to inform you that all of your comm. units and this door are malfunctioning and will not work for several hours. And I take my leave." Samus made a sarcastic bow and stepped backwards, into darkness.
"That’s our cue to leave as well." Aurian whispered, pulling Harry up again and back into the darkness of between.
(1) something that both Moreta and Lessa used while traveliing in between in Anne McCaffery's Dragonridrs books. i cant remember it all, but if some one would tell em what it really is, i shall fix it.

 

(2) i dunno how it realy works, but i allwasy imagined that it was like a peice of paper with pictures. a tapestry if you will. and a needle. you are the needle and you want to get from one picture to another. fast. so you sow to the place, sicking the needle in and comming out in the picture you wanted. the place you went through, the back of the paper, or tapastry, is the place known as between.
thats how i alwasy thought of it.
Next time, Harry feels liek a pakage, mainly becuase he's being 'returned'!
--Frozen