The Chronicles of Arm'e

An Arm'eian that was transported to Earth at birth, must take on the ultimate challenges of his life.


11. Chapter Eleven: A Name For A Warrior

Chapter 11: A Name For Warrior

Three. Three months have passed since my little session in the underground caves of Arm'e. Where the Resistance lives in solitude from the evil above, producing offspring to keep their hope alive, and that one day they will rise and fight back against the Dorsians. For now, the Resistance remains hidden from society until that day comes.

It was time for me to do a quick check-in on Marsa's pregnancy. Still, I had thought of no name for our son. Once, I came up with "Sorona", but I knew that it didn't fit the Arm'eian heritage, so I'm still stuck with figuring out a decent name that matches Arm'eian heritage and a little of Marsa's races' heritage.

One problem however, was that I knew no absolute clue about Marsa's race. Rasian's have mystical powers that affect the mind, but that's all I know. Then again, since her skin is a pale blue, maybe her race's skin color is pale blue. Some of the symbols on her outfit were curious too, because they looked as if they represented spirits or gods, but I could be wrong.

I wiped myself down with a large piece of cloth I tore from my previous outfit, to get all of the dry blood, dirt, and grime off of me. The piece of cloth was smothered with purple blood and dirt when I was done. Usually, I'd think that the innocent beings I killed mercilessly had red blood like humans, but I guess that all aliens have different blood color, which in this case was purple.

I used my fingers to wipe away the dust caught in the corners of my eyes. The dust cleared away easily, and immediately increased my vision by at least twenty percent. I wiped my face clean, then unwrapped the cloth around my hands, where my fingernails broke through the skin because of my rage toward Black Matter's deception.

In my bag, I grabbed Te Spetar Swors, and placed it in a sheath that I made out of some materials that were useless to me and wrapped the strap around my shoulder. I had no shirt on, and was completely bare in the upward extremity. I had shaggy pajama pants that were tore to hell, but it only revealed some of my lower leg and kneecaps.

I also was barefoot. My feet were completely torn up, especially the bottoms that were completely covered by calicus, which is just a material that hardens up the skin and makes it numb to where you don't feel anything.

It was time for me to go, so I walked out into an opening and prepared myself for transportation. "Inner warrior awaken." I heard a groan, as if somebody was being woken from a deep sleep.

"What is it Vern'e?"

"Take me to Arm'e."

"What for? You still have three months, until the pregnancy is complete."

"I'm aware of that, but I need to speak with Marsa."

"Very well."

"Thank you." A vortex began to enclose me, then -with a sudden flash- I was transported from Earth to Arm'e. The view along the way is beautiful. Passing all the planets at ten-times the speed of light, seeing the entire universe. All this astonished me, due to me being an excellent expert on astronomy. The blue planet closed in closer and closer, until I broke through the atmosphere, and passed straight through the ground.

I hit a Dorsian before I passed through so I had a large cut across my cheek and was bleeding badly. I landed in the same place as before when I came here last time. Blood was leaking onto the ground, so I put my hand over the cut to pressurize the wound and soothe the bleeding, The bleeding stopped, so I walked down the cave that led to the door to the courtyard that the Resistance lived in.

It took at least five minutes to reach the door just like last time. I opened the wooden door, and immediately I was greeted by electric spears all pointed at my face.

"Halt!" It took a minute, but then every one of the guards recognized me. "Oh, please forgive us."


"Why have you come?"

"To see Marsa. I have to speak with her about something important."

"She's in her room. Do you want an escort?"

"No. Everyone here trusts me."

"Very well. Proceed." The guards moved out of my way then awaited me to enter. I entered the courtyard. The people of the Resistance were outside scattering for any food they could find. I wished I would've brought that little box that Reese gave me to help feed all these people and free them of starvation. It was sad, but I had no time to waste. I had to get to Marsa.

I walked down the aisle to the door that led to Marsa's room. While taking a deep breath then exhaling, I turned the knob and opened the door to Marsa's room. I walked inside then shut the door behind me. In the room, Marsa was on her bed with her eyes open. I walked closer to her, noticing changes in her. Her stomach had enlarged by at least fifty percent than the first time we met.

I nudged her, by tapping her arm. She looked as if she were in severe pain. "Marsa, are you alright?"

She shrugged, but she managed to sit up. "I'm fine, just tired and worn out."

"How do you feel?"
"Like crap."

"What can I do to make it better?"

"Nothing, this is normal for a Rasian's pregnancy."

"You worried me there for a minute."

"Don't worry."


"What do you want?"

"To talk."

"I'm not in the best of moods, but what do you want to talk about."

"A name."


"A name for our son."

"Do you have one?"

"No. I was hoping you would."

"I came up with one."

"What is it?"

"Soren. You know because of our great-great grandfather."

"That isn't bad, but there has to be more to it."

"Like what?"

I thought of the Arm'eian language, and wondered if Marsa may know of the language better than me. "What does "Soren" mean in the Arm'eian language?"

"My Arm'eian language vocab isn't the best, but I believe it means "supreme."

"What is the word for "warrior"?"

"I believe it's "ska".

"Soren-ska. Supreme warrior. That's it!"


"Sorenska. It's perfect."

"That is a good name for our son. I agree."

"Our son shall be named Sorenska."

"Well, I'm glad that a name has been chosen."

"Me too. I spent all of those months thinking of a name."

Marsa giggled then moaned from being in pain. "Are you sure there's nothing else I can do to help."

"One thing."


"Get this kid out of me."

I giggled. "Three more months. Hang in there Marsa."

"Three months for me seems like three years."

"Well, three months for me of training seems like forever."


"Just trying to cheer you up."

"Being in zero pain would really cheer me up. I can't even move from this bed."

"I have to go."

"Good luck."

"You too." Marsa quieted down and lied down the same way as when I came in. I quietly exited the room and opened the door out to the courtyard. I walked down the aisle to the door that led to the cave tunnel. The guards greeted me. "See you in three months."

"Do your best to win the battle Vern'e. We all have faith in you."

"I will. For now, goodbye."


I walked out of the courtyard into the tunnel and shut the wooden door behind me. "I'll be ready by the time for me to train is up. I called my inner warrior and exited from Arm'e back to Earth.

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