"Well Providence welcome to Cadi. Are you doing okay? You are shaking pretty bad."
Providence realized she was trembling and locked her knees.
"Those reptiles tortured me with their stun weapons. They shot me several times after they captured me. Although I did kill a few of their people in the process."
"Oh my god the Jurou Biljana tortured you with their disrupters!" Giselle exclaimed.
The three demon males surrounding the two women growled and moved in closer. It was obvious they could understand Giselle. She must have a translator implant like Cila and Zer.
"Let's have one of the medical techs look you over." Giselle said as she pulled Providence towards a tent.
Providence ignored the large males that followed, instead she concentrated on Giselle. Besides the bite marks, the woman didn't seem mistreated, and didn't act afraid of these alien people. She had to concentrate on that fact. However that still didn't ease her fears entirely, too much had happened to her.
Providence had been forced to jump out of her crashing plane, snatched from Earth by aliens creating some colony, forced to defend her fellow hibernating humans while giant lizards attacked, kidnapped again, stripped naked, tortured, and then plucked from a cold cell, by what her fractured mind assumed was the devil himself, only to find she was on a planet full of giant demons, that apparently like to bite. She was over it, big time! Providence was ready to either have an epic fit or lapse into a catatonic state. Giselle was the only thing keeping her from losing her shit entirely.
"Calm down." Providence silently coached herself as she gripped Giselle's hand. "Just walk one foot in front of the other. This could be worse. You could be alone."
Giselle squeezed her hand back and smiled at her kindly.
Providence took a deep calming breath then chanced taking a glance around as they walked. The planet didn't look that strange besides the violet tinged sky and its demonic inhabitants. The mass of tents reminded her of a bazaar or market. Off in the distance she could make out the edge of a city and in the other direction a forest.
Giselle led her into a tent where there were a few Cadi sitting here and there being treated for minor injuries.
"You got lucky today." Giselle said. "The Cadi were successful in their attack against the Jurou Biljana. Nasty slavers." Giselle shook her head in disgust as she directed Providence to a cot.
Providence was slightly confused. She wasn't quite sure what to make of this planet she found herself on. Why would the reptiles have come to Cadi and unloaded the hairy Wookiee creatures, at what was clearly a market, if they didn't think they could make money selling the beasts? For that matter how had Giselle gotten here?
"So the Cadi don't believe in slavery?" Providence asked with a tilt of her head.
"That's a loaded question and a long story." Giselle replied.
Providence shoulders slumped at Giselle's response. She didn't really like the sound of that.
"Well it doesn't look like I'm going anywhere so I've got time." Providence stated.
"I'll explain everything the best I can, but first let the medic look you over. Also I would suggest you get the language implant. It hurts like a mother fucker but at least you can understand everyone."
"Fine."
Providence was anxious to know the score on this planet since she was an outsider, but it would have to wait. Being with one of her own kind eased her fears as the large red male approached. Thankfully she didn't have to take off the large cape she was wearing as the medic ran a handheld device down her body. It was something straight out of Star Trek. He studied the little unit, stopping at all the spots that were the sorest, where the disrupter blasts had hit her.
The medic nodded then spoke to the Cadi man that had shadowed Giselle. Providence didn't know why the medic spoke to the man when Giselle was the one translating for her. Perhaps he was in charge here.
The three men's faces darkened and took on a feral expression when they heard the results. The demonic Brad Pitt made a snarling sound baring his fangs. The scarred one's fist clenched aggressively by his sides. Providence had to grip the cot to keep from fleeing at the sight of them.
"Stop it you are scaring Providence!" Giselle admonished the men as she placed a steady hand on her shoulder. "Sorry they don't like how you were treated. It looks like you'll be okay. Just a few burn marks and lingering muscle fatigue. You'll probably have cramping for several days, but no long term effects."
Providence sighed. The way the alien men acted you'd think she was dying.
"Now comes the worst part, if you think you are up for it. I'm sorry but it's going to feel like a migraine on crack when the medic gives you the language implant."