Meeting The Elders
(ALIEN KING) KING KARN'S POV
I walked into the Great Hall of the Elders, my boots slamming against the floor like hammers. I didn't give a damn about their titles or their old, dusty traditions.
My chest was tight, and my head was pounding with images of the Crab King’s hands on Aurora’s breasts. I could still feel the echo of his filth on her through our bond, and it was making me want to rip the world in half.
"I am taking the Void Drill," I barked, standing in the center of the circle. "I am going to break Planet 444 and kill every living thing on it until I find my woman."
The Elders sat in their high chairs, looking down at me like I was a bug. The head Elder, a shriveled alien with grey skin, let out a dry laugh.
"You come here for war again, Karn?" he asked. "Over a human? We have watched you for years. You have a palace overflowing with wives. You have three hundred mistresses. You have more women than some planets have people. And yet, you are here crying because one little human girl is being poked by another king."
"She is mine!" I roared, the floor beneath me cracking from the power of my voice. "The Crab King has put his hands on her. He had sex with her. I can feel his seed on her skin from across the galaxy! I want his head on a stick!"
"You are pathetic," a younger King spat from the side. "You are the richest alien in the universe, and you spend your life chasing pussy. You are obsessed with women, Karn. You have too many wives as it is. Your bed is never empty, but your brain is clearly soft. We will not give you the Void weapons so you can go settle a score because you're jealous."
"You like women too much," another Elder added, shaking his head. "It is a weakness. You are a slave to your own loins. Go home to your many wives and forget the human. She is already used goods. Why do you want a girl that another man has already been inside of?"
The words hit me like a physical blow. I felt the shame of it, but the rage was bigger. They were calling me a sex-obsessed fool. They were laughing at my hunger.
"I don't care about the other wives!" I screamed, my face turning dark with blood. "I have a thousand women, and none of them make me feel like she does. You think I’m weak? You think because I have a big appetite for women that I am soft?"
"We think you are a joke," the head Elder said coldly. "Go back to your palace. Breed with your many queens. Stay away from Planet 444. We will not start a galactic war just because you want to be the only one to touch a human's tits."
I stood there, my body shaking with a fury I couldn't contain. I looked at their smug, old faces. They thought they could tell me "no." They thought they could judge my life and my bedroom.
"You think you can stop me?" I whispered, my voice vibrating with dark energy. "You think because you won't give me the 'keys' that I won't find a way?"
"The Council forbids it," the silver King said, leaning back.
"To hell with your Council," I growled. I turned my back on them, which was the ultimate insult. "Keep your chairs and your rules. I have the gold, and I have the ships. If you won't give me the Void Drill, I will find something worse. And when I am done with the Crab King, maybe I'll come back here and take your wives too. Since you think I have such a problem with 'too many women,' maybe I should just make it a real problem for you."
I stormed out of the hall before they could even respond. I didn't need their permission. I was the Alien King. I had more wealth than the whole Council combined.
I got back to my ship, my heart thumping against my ribs. I could still feel Aurora. She was sad. She was scared. And she was still covered in the Crab King’s mess.
"Set a course for the Dark Sector," I told my pilot. "We are going to buy the Soul-Eater cannon from the black market. I don't care if it costs me half my fortune."
"But Sire, that weapon is illegal in every system!" the pilot cried.
"Good," I said, sitting in my chair and gripping the arms until they snapped. "I want to do something illegal. I want to do something that makes the whole universe scream. That crab thinks he can have his wedding? I’m going to show him what happens when you touch a beast’s favorite toy."
I didn't care if I had a thousand wives. I wanted the one who was currently trapped behind ten layers of iron. And I was going to burn every rule in the book to get her back.