Date: Wed, 13 Jul 2016 11:33:33 -0700
From: Douglas DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Survivors (Revised) Chapter 29

CHAPTER 30
FIRST CONTACTS

by Douglas DD

This story contains sex between minor boys.  If such things offend you, or
you are not at least 18 years of age, then please don't read on.  This
story is not true, but who knows, maybe someday it will be.

Welcome back. In this chapter first contact is made not once, but
twice. Who knew?

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The Hakaanen man pulled Matthew out of the buried tent. He laid him out on
the sand and gave him some water. He only had enough to help get him home,
but now he would have to share it.  He also had some water for his unicorn,
but they were bred to not require a lot. They were a little like camels in
that way.

He could see that the boy was thirsty, weak, and hurt. He wondered how he
ended up here buried in the sand. Who could be so hurtful as to leave a
young one behind like this?  Young ones were to be treated with loving
care. The alien beings must be like the Shkah, he thought. They treated
their young as if they were their property; he had even seen Shkah children
beaten. However, this was even worse than that. Leaving a young one to die
was perhaps the most horrible thing he could imagine. He had no doubt that
the alien adults were evil.

He lifted the little body of Matthew onto the saddle and then mounted the
unicorn himself. He held the boy tightly against him and started the
beautiful black unicorn back to the valley. Unicorns could travel fast,
although deep sand would slow them down.  The man had the unicorn set a
fast pace.  He would be into the valley in two days going over the North
pass route.

The Hakaanen man wondered who the little one was and where he had come
from. The boy looked so strange with his rounded ears and the lack of a
mane down his neck and back. But he had seen that the young one was a boy,
looking like the boys in the valley except he had no skin across the head
of his penis.

They rode until meal time, then he shared his food and water with
Matthew. He promised that if he ever found out who had left this little boy
behind, they would pay.

The man took a water bottle out of his saddle pack, made sure Matthew had
plenty to drink, then started up the North pass. Matthew leaned back
against the strange man with the pointed ears riding the weird horse with
the horn on its snout.  The man held him upright to keep him secure on the
saddle. Matthew wondered where his friends were. He remembered the storm
and the tent getting blown down, he remembered the wind stopped blowing,
and he heard voices calling his name, but he thought he was in a
dream. Still, he tried to answer, but he could barely make a sound in his
sore throat.

Matthew ached all over, but he was awake. His leg throbbed and his head
hurt, but he'd been rescued from the buried tent and was alive. The strange
man talked to him, but Matthew couldn't understand anything the man
said. He was scared; he didn't know where he was going or what would happen
to him, but he also felt safe in the grasp of the alien man.

When the man and the boy came over the last hill into the valley, Matthew
was asleep.  But he felt the unicorn stop and he opened his eyes. In front
of him was a beautiful green valley with blue sky and white clouds. He
thought he was either dead and this was heaven, or he really did see a
green valley when the "Moonduster" was landing. The man started talking and
Matthew could see he was speaking into some kind of a phone or radio.

The unicorn took them into the valley, following a well-worn dirt
road. They entered a thick forest which thinned out into well-tended farms
after a half-hour of slow riding.  Matthew saw a cloud of dust ahead and
they soon met up with a coach pulled by two unicorns.  Two men were riding
on the buckboard; both of them sporting manes like the man who had rescued
him.

The men lifted Matthew into the coach, setting him down on a leather
seat. Matthew beckoned his rescuer to the door of the coach. He stretched
his arms and gave the man an awkward hug.

"Thank you," he croaked, even though he knew the man wouldn't understand
him. The man gave Matthew a broad smile, ruffled his hair, and said
something unintelligible.  Matthew knew what the man's smile meant and he
knew that whatever the man had said was something positive. Some behaviors,
it seemed, were universal.

The coach turned around and started back on the same road. Matthew looked
out of the window; seeing houses, people, and animals. All of the people
had manes of varying colors, just like the hair of humans had varying
colors. Many of the people weren't wearing clothes. A couple of times they
met other men riding unicorns or in wagons who stopped to talk. They all
took a look through the window at the alien boy who didn't have a mane.

They entered a small town and stopped in front of a three-story brick
building. One of the coach drivers picked up Matthew and, along with his
rescuer, carried him inside and sat him in a wheelchair. Matthew was
pleased that his rescuer had stayed with him—it made him feel safe. As
he was being wheeled into the building, Matthew knew that these strange
people had to be good people from the way they were treating him.

Matthew could tell that he was in a hospital. A man clad in a white jacket
entered the room. He had what looked like a stethoscope around his
neck. Matthew knew the man was a doctor as he once more perceived that some
things were universal.

The doctor and Matthew's rescuer started up a conversation. While Matthew
couldn't understand any of it, he knew they were talking about him.

"Well, Mokan, what have you brought me?  It looks like a young one, but he
looks much different than a Hakaanen child."

"This is the boy I radioed you about, doctor. He is not of this planet or
any other planet we know of. He is a young one who has been treated badly
by his people, left to die in the desert because of his injuries I
suspect."

"Word is spreading quickly about this young one. There is already much
speculation about how he arrived on this planet. This is all very
strange. We need to learn how to communicate with him."

"I have to think the sonic booms we heard a couple of weeks ago are related
to the arrival of this boy."

The doctor examined Matthew. Matthew was too tired and hurting too much to
object to the poking and prodding. "Well, he seems to be very much the same
as us. All the parts are there and in almost the same place. He appears to
have a broken leg as well as a possible head injury."

They called for his nurse, and soon gave Matthew a complete physical. When
he was finished he set to work at resetting Matthew's broken leg. As far as
the doctor could tell there was nothing else seriously wrong with the boy
except food deprivation and dehydration.

For now he would stay in the hospital, but he was going to need a place to
stay after he healed. They would need to learn about him and his people.
He hoped they could find a way to understand who the boy was, where he came
from, and who had so cold bloodedly left him behind to die in the desert.

The doctor had Matthew wheeled to an operating room so he could set the
boy's broken leg. He was determined that the little alien would get the
best care possible.

Matthew woke up in a hospital room. He was in a soft bed with clean, crisp
sheets. He tried to remember the last time he had been in a bed—it had
been on the "Starkeeper". He couldn't remember how long ago that was. Even
with a cast on his broken leg, he felt warm and relaxed in the comfortable
bed. He soon fell back asleep until a nurse woke him for dinner.

Matthew drooled as he smelled the food being brought in. Its aroma was
amazing, and it tasted delectable. It was his first meal not warmed in a
microwave since he'd been on the "Starkeeper". Matthew almost wanted to cry
from happiness.  He didn't know much about these people, but there was no
doubt that they were giving him special treatment.

But, as the evening wore on, he thought about his friends. He wondered if
they were still alive, and if they would find this valley, the green one he
had seen before the crash of the "Moonduster". He knew many of the boys
didn't believe the valley existed, but here he was eating a warm meal in a
comfortable bed after being treated by a doctor. He prayed that Mike and
Douglas and Scooter and all of his friends would find the rearing horse and
the green valley.

The one thing Matthew did know was that they weren't on a soft bed with
clean sheets eating delicious hot meals and drinking sweet fruit juices. He
didn't know why he was left behind, but he was certain he hadn't been
abandoned on purpose. He knew the voices he heard had to be his friends
looking for him and were not from some dream. He missed them and wanted
them back. He fell asleep dreaming of naked boys with pointed ears.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Robert Charles hung on to the man on the unicorn for dear life. The man
wasn't quite sure what he had come across.  It was a male young one from
another planet is all he could figure out. He gave the boy some water. He
had come over the pass to sabotage a weather station, but it had been moved
again. Instead he found something even better—this alien boy. He was
certain the Shkah could use him for something. He rode up the North pass,
then turned west and headed for the little valley that the Shkah lived in.

Robert Charles had become delirious. The strange man with the mane gave him
just enough to keep his mouth wet as he took him into the narrow
valley. The man took Robert Charles to a small cabin and placed him on a
bed. The man then gave him water and food and left him alone to have a
meeting with his fellow Shkah.

"So, Bazel, what have you found out in the miserable desert? An interesting
prize it looks like."

"Yes, Arkron. He came from somewhere other than this pile of rock. There
must be a wrecked space ship somewhere and it may have useful machinery as
well as weapons— things we can use against the hated Hakaanen fools in
the big valley. We must learn to communicate with this young one, he may be
able to teach us much. We have waited long enough for action. The time to
settle our battle and win back the big valley is near, and your young
treasure might have just what we need to get what we want."

"Yes, our time is near Bazel. We soon will be ruling the Hakaanen
fools. We've been building up our strength for ten years. Maybe the piece
we need is something this young one can lead us to."

Bazel stood up. "The Shkah will rule soon, great leader." He saluted and
walked out, his blue and green mane flopping behind him.

By the next day Robert Charles was feeling better. He didn't know a lot
about the people who rescued him, but he was surprised to see how poor they
were. They had small farms and cabins and not a lot of machines. He
expected people who made a colony on a planet to have much more. But it
looked like Matthew was right—there really was a green valley. He
wondered if Douglas and his group would find it. Probably not since they
were weaklings and cowards. They had lost Matthew because of their
incompetence. And then Douglas tried to kill him because he knew he was the
only one who was strong enough to lead the "Moonduster" boys to safety in
the green valley.

He sat up on his hard bed as he heard somebody come into the room. It was a
boy who looked to be his age. Robert Charles, who was still naked, saw he
was wearing only a cloth around his waist and nothing else. The boy gave
him some food and some juice. He sat on a chair next to the bed saying
nothing as he waited for Robert Charles to eat.  He took the dishes away
and left a loin cloth behind. Robert Charles took the hint and tied it
around his waist. The boy came back later with dinner.

The next morning Robert Charles climbed out of bed feeling refreshed. The
boy returned with breakfast for him. Robert Charles had no clue what he was
eating, but the food was delicious.

After Robert Charles finished breakfast, the boy made motions for Robert
Charles to follow him.  They got into a wagon pulled by a single unicorn
and headed up a long, winding road. Robert Charles felt a little
nervous. He had no idea where they were going or why they had left the
small house.  The boy seemed really friendly, however, and once they left
the village he took off his loin cloth and was naked. Robert Charles noted
that his junk looked just like that of any Earth teen. Robert Charles took
off his loin cloth and the two of them rode naked.  The boy gave Robert
Charles numerous smiles and glances as he drove the cart up the
road. Robert Charles wondered if the boy was flirting with him.

After a couple of hours they got to the top of a hill. Out ahead of them
was a huge green valley, with large lakes, forests, and farms. The giant
valley was so large it had to be what Matthew had seen. It looked
prosperous, unlike the poor little colony where his rescuers lived. This
was getting interesting.

The boy pointed to the valley and turned his thumbs down and frowned. Then
he pointed back to where he lived and turned his thumbs up and smiled. If
all that meant the same that it did on Earth, then the boy was telling him
that he and his people were the good guys and whoever lived in the valley
were the bad guys.  Robert Charles grinned at the boy and nodded, telling
him he understood. This looked to be his kind of thing—a conflict to get
involved in. He was ready to help his new friends in any way he could.
They had rescued him and saved his life. Now he would pay them back.


+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Matthew woke up in a darkened hospital room. He was feeling so much
better. His leg ached, but the rest of him felt good. He wished he had a
Vid or a book. He wondered what he was going to do in bed all day other
than being bored.

A nurse brought Matthew breakfast which he ate greedily. After eating he
slept until the doctor woke him up to check on him. The doctor nodded and
smiled and uttered strange words in a tone of voice that spoke of bedside
manner and soothed the nerves of the young boy. The day was spent eating
and sleeping and, at times, being bored.

The next morning the room was once again dark when he woke up. He was
feeling much stronger than he had the day before. He was even more
concerned about being bored and wished there was something for him to
do. His restlessness spoke volumes about how quickly he was healing and
gaining strength.

After finishing breakfast he was too wide awake to nap. He wanted to scream
for something to do when he heard the door open. A boy who looked to be
around eleven, at least in Earth years, walked in. Matthew could see that
he was beautiful. The boy was naked, with golden hair, smooth pointed ears,
and a light golden mane of hair that went half way down his back. Matthew
looked at his groin and saw that the boy had a small, smooth penis and
marble sized testicles that looked exactly like the sexual organs on any
normal Earth boy. Other than the light mane growing down his back and the
golden hair, the boy was completely hairless, just like Matthew was. He
remembered noticing that many of the adults and all of the children he had
seen when he rode in the coach had been naked.

His rescuer had worn a shirt and short pants, as had the drivers of the
coach. However, some of the men who had looked at him during the trip had
been naked.

The boy started talking to him, but of course Matthew couldn't understand
him. The boy pulled back Matthew's blanket and looked at his naked body and
smiled. Matthew nodded, hoping it meant yes to the boy, and he was okay
with the boy inspecting him— after all, Matthew was getting to see all
of the young alien.

"Enghar," the boy said pointing to himself. "Un bona Enghar."

Matthew watched him and thought, well we have to start somewhere. He
pointed to himself and said, "Matthew. Un bona Matthew. My name is
Matthew."  Matthew smiled and pointed to the boy. "Enghar." Then he pointed
to himself.  "Matthew."

The boy did the same thing. He pointed to Matthew and said, "Mattoo." He
couldn't make the th sound in the boy's name. Then he pointed to himself,
and said, "Enghar." They both smiled.

Enghar went back to pulling down the blankets, revealing Matthew's naked
body. He pulled a rubber mat down from a shelf, wrapped some towels around
it, and placed his creation under Matthew's body. He then went to the sink
and filled a pan with warm soapy water. Matthew surmised that the alien
boy's interest in his naked body had to do with an assigned task and was
not about sexual curiosity.

After getting everything into place, Enghar gently washed Matthew's
body. When he got to his dick and balls, Matthew found himself getting
hard. Then he was turned over and Enghar washed his back and his
ass. Matthew found himself involuntarily humping while the alien boy washed
him.

Once again Enghar turned Matthew over. He took the towels and mat off of
the bed and placed them on the sink. Matthew could see that Enghar had a
boner as hard as his own.  Enghar pointed to the bed. Matthew nodded
yes. Enghar got in, lay next to Matthew and kissed him lightly on the
lips. Matthew was stunned by Enghar's action, wondering if the boy was some
kind of a sex fiend. But he felt a shiver run through his body as he and
the alien boy made full body contact, their warm naked skins rubbing.

Matthew was intrigued by Enghar and wanted more. He didn't have the feeling
that Enghar was forcing himself—it was more like the golden-haired boy
was trying to be a friend to someone he couldn't communicate with. Enghar
was gentle and caring, causing Matthew to wonder if this was how boys made
friends on this planet. If it was, he was all for it.

Matthew opened his mouth and let Enghar's tongue in. First contact was
being made between the two alien species, wanting to make friends in a way
they both understood.  They kissed harder, and deeper, realizing that the
other boy, although an alien, had a sweet taste of boy about him.  Then
Enghar looked at Matthew and pointed down.  "Mattoo, et hava Blesow?"

Again Matthew nodded yes, as he had a pretty good idea of what the alien
boy was asking.  Enghar started tonguing him, licking his neck, his
shoulders, and then gave special attention to his nipples.  He kept licking
down until he got to Matthew's navel.  Matthew squirmed: he hadn't felt
anything like this since his night in bed with Mike.  Enghar knew what he
was doing—he had obviously done this before.  Matthew shivered and shook
with sexual excitement as Enghar kept licking him.

What an interesting group of aliens, Matthew thought. He is doing this like
it happens all the time and isn't anything wrong or harmful. For Matthew
the experience was awesome, sexy, and wonderful.

Enghar could tell Matthew was enjoying himself, just like any Hakaan boy
would.  Matthew's race must be like us, he guessed. Enghar had come into
the room to make this strange alien boy feel welcome in the best way he
knew how.

He kept licking Matthew's chest and belly. Matthew groaned with pleasure.
Enghar could see that the things that made a Hakaanen feel good made this
strange looking boy feel good too. For the first time he licked down to
Matthew's hairless pubic area until he started licking the hard hairless
dick in front of him. Strange that it doesn't have any skin, Enghar
thought—it is as strange as him not having a mane.

Enghar moved lower and started licking Matthew's smooth ball sac. There is
no difference there, the Hakaan boy thought. His balls were the right size
and while they tasted different, the flavor was a pleasant one.

Then his tongue moved up the Earth boy's shaft, licking up and down.
Matthew squirmed and groaned. Enghar licked up the shaft, and finally
licked the naked dick head.  Matthew almost howled it felt so good.  Enghar
let Matthew's small, hairless cocklet slide into his mouth and Matthew
moaned again, arched his back, rammed Enghar's mouth, and dry cummed so
hard he almost knocked the Hakaan boy off of the bed.

Matthew collapsed back down on the bed, breathing hard. He didn't know how
his meeting with this sweet, friendly boy had ended up being a sexual
encounter, and he didn't care. He'd read fiction stories about first
contact between aliens, but none of them had been like this.

"Mattoo," Enghar uttered gently with a broad smile that Matthew thought was
the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.

"Wow, Enghar that was awesome."

Enghar pointed to his own hard three inch uncut boy erection. Matthew
nodded yes.  Because of his cast, Matthew couldn't move easily, so Enghar
got up on all fours and hovered over him, easing his erection into
Matthew's mouth.  Just as he started humping Matthew's mouth, the door
opened and the nurse and the doctor came in.

Oh, shit, Matthew thought, I'm in trouble now. They're going to kill me. He
almost bit Enghar's cock he was so shocked.

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Robert Charles followed the Shkah teen across the village. He thought the
alien had said his name was Vordkan, but he couldn't be sure and he didn't
care all that much. He is an alien after all, and not even human. I just
need to play it cool, he thought, and see how all of this can help me.

They went into a barn and climbed up a ladder. Robert Charles wasn't sure
what was going on this time, but he followed Vordkan wherever he went. He
was even learning a few of their words.  They climbed up into a loft, and
there he saw a gorgeous teen girl.  Her hair was light brown, with her
pointed ears peeking through. She was naked. She looked like she might be
thirteen if she had been an Earth girl.

Vordkan pointed at himself and then at her. Robert Charles pointed down to
his rising cock.  Vordkan nodded yes. Robert Charles walked up to the girl
and kissed her.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Matthew woke up in the strange new room. He thought about the day before
and how he got here.  He remembered the doctor and the nurse walking in
while Enghar was humping his mouth with his hard cock.  He knew he was dead
and knew Enghar was going to be in big trouble. They would kill him for
what he was doing.

But the doctor and nurse simply smiled, said a few words, and walked back
out. Enghar smiled at him like nothing unusual had happened, and pushed his
hard little cock back against his mouth. Matthew remembered opening it
again and letting Enghar finish what he started. He remembered Enghar
firing a couple of drops of cum in his mouth that were the sweetest things
he have ever tasted.  He wanted to keep it in his mouth forever.

He and Enghar cuddled on the bed. He kept wondering if something would
happen to him for what he was doing with Enghar, but the adults hadn't
seemed surprised or upset by what they had seen.

Eventually something did happen. The next morning, the doctor and a lady
came into the room with a wheelchair.  Enghar followed them in, naked and
smiling. They helped Matthew into the wheelchair and then into a car. This
surprised Matthew because he had seen carts and carriages pulled by
unicorns, but not any powered vehicles. They rode to the edge of the town
and then Matthew was placed back into the wheelchair and pushed into a
large house.

It didn't take him long to figure out that the house belonged to the doctor
and the lady, and that Enghar was their son. He wondered how it was they
were caught having sex the day before and, instead of being punished for
it, he was brought to Enghar's house as a guest. These people behaved much
differently than anybody he'd ever heard about on Earth. When he was first
taken from the hospital, he was afraid that he was in trouble.  But what he
and Enghar had done was exactly how Matthew had read it—a way of making
friends, and Enghar's parents didn't see it as anything out of the
ordinary.  Matthew quit feeling self-conscious about being caught in the
act and about being naked in Enghar's house.

Matthew was given his own room, which he thought must be a guest room. He
barely got settled in when Enghar wheeled him into his own room. Enghar
showed him some of his games and, using sign language and a few words, he
showed Matthew how to play. Pretty soon they were playing like they'd been
friends forever. That night Enghar came into the guest room and they
enjoyed sex together once again. This time Enghar slept with him.  When
Matthew woke up in the morning, Enghar was gone.

He couldn't get out of bed and he had to pee. So he finally just yelled,
"Hello!!!"  The lady whom he had surmised was Enghar's mother came into the
room with a smile.  She helped him out of bed and into the wheelchair. He
still had to get used to being naked in front of an adult, especially a
female adult, and to the female adult being naked in front of him.

He pointed to the bathroom and she laughed.  He had no idea how he was
going to pee from the wheelchair, but she helped him to stand, and he was
able to pee. He was super embarrassed by it, but she was nonplussed.

Enghar's mother then pushed him into the dining room where they'd eaten
dinner. She brought out a bowl of something that looked like hot oatmeal
with purple berries on it.  Matthew tasted it very slowly. It was so good
and so sweet and he was so hungry that he gobbled down the entire bowl
before he could even think of enjoying it. Another bowl was put in front of
him. He finished the bowl with a bit more self-control.  He also had a
glass of delicious fruit juice. Well, he thought, if nothing else the food
here sure is beyond delicious.

After eating he was wheeled into the living room where some kind of a vid
was on for him. He couldn't understand anything that was going on, but it
was something to do. He wondered where Enghar was, but as the day went on
he thought he probably was in whatever kind of school these people had.

At lunch time, Enghar's father came home.  Matthew listened to them talk,
and even though he didn't understand a word, he knew they were talking
about him.

"This is so interesting, Katja," the doctor said.

"How is that, Lokor?" his wife answered.

"They are so much like us. The blood is a little different. The liver is
backwards.  But they are almost like us. The genetic difference is
tiny. It's amazing how alike we are. I mean I could tell what was wrong
with him and I was able to fix him.  And from what we witnessed between him
and Enghar, he is a very healthy boy. I was afraid their society was like
the Shkah and forbade sex between boys, but when we found him on the bed
with Enghar feeding his penis into his mouth I knew that not to be so. I
was so happy to see that, even if we did embarrass the hell out of both of
them." He laughed and so did his wife. Matthew liked the sound of the
laugh. He liked who he was living with. "Maybe his people aren't as bad as
the Shkah, or so Mokan thinks."

"How did he get here though?" Katja asked.  "How did this wonderful,
friendly boy end up buried in the sand on our planet? And what kind of evil
people would leave him to die like that? We must find out his story. This
young one, Mattoo seems very nice. Enghar is infatuated with the boy and
the feeling appears to be mutual."

"He must feel very alone," Lokor surmised. "His own people abandoning him
and now he is living with people who are strange to him and that do not
speak his language. I hope he realizes we like him and that he has a home
here with us."

"So far only a very few people know about him. We're going to have to tell
everyone soon.  Enghar has been told not to tell his friends yet. But word
is already spreading because he has been seen. I just want him to get to
know us first and get him well.  Tomorrow he will meet Jarese to start
physical therapy."

Matthew thought about his lost friends. He hoped desperately that Douglas
and the rest of the "Starkeeper" boys could find the valley. He knew that
if they didn't they would all end up dying—if they weren't dead
already. "What if I end up being the only human left alive here?" he
thought. I better start learning their language, because this might end up
being home for the rest of my life.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Robert Charles saw the riders arrive. They went into one of the
huts. Pretty soon Vordkan summoned him and led him into the hut. The men
all pointed to him and said things he couldn't understand.  Then one of
them got out what looked like a camera. He pointed to a viewer in
it. Robert Charles looked in it and gasped. The picture had been taken with
a telephoto lens and it showed three naked boys coming down a trail on the
side of cliff. He recognized them. At the front was Douglas. Behind him
came Scooter and then Stevie.

There were some more behind them, but they weren't in focus and he couldn't
tell who they were. He stared at the picture of Douglas.  He knew just
looking at the picture that he hated Douglas with a furious
passion. Douglas liked to say he was the leader because the group wanted
him as their leader and because he wanted to do what was best for the
group. What a bunch of bullshit, Robert Charles thought. He is in it for
power just like everybody else. So, Douglas found his fucking precious
valley, he thought. Robert Charles looked around him. From what he had
learned of his new friends, Robert Charles suspected that finding the
valley wouldn't do Douglas and his punk friends much good.

He looked at the Shkah men and at Vordkan.  He took a piece of paper and
pencil. He drew a desert scene and put himself in it. Robert Charles was
not a bad artist and had quickly made his point. The Shkah nodded and
smiled and talked. He pointed from the camera to the picture and gave a
thumbs down gesture. He then pointed at the camera again and gave a throat
slashing gesture. Vordkan repeated what Robert Charles showed
him. Everybody turned and nodded. Robert Charles smiled and nodded yes. He
knew they understood.

Vordkan listened to the men for a moment, then made thirteen marks on the
paper.  Boy are they bad counters, Robert Charles thought. He shook his
head no and wrote through one of the marks, leaving twelve. Then he pointed
to himself and wrote through another one of the marks leaving eleven.

There were thirteen of us when we crash landed, he thought, but how did
they know that?  With Matthew dead and him exiled, for now, there should
only be eleven. But Vordkan made thirteen marks. How did they know about
Matthew? That was the only way they could come up with thirteen boys. He
had somehow forgotten about the twins.

One of the men opened a map.  Robert Charles could see it was a map of the
large valley.  The man pointed to what looked like a town. Then he hammered
on it and pounded on it.  Robert Charles nodded yes and smiled. Another man
brought out a large sword. He pointed to it and then pointed to Robert
Charles. Robert Charles thought the man was asking if he could get any
weapons.

 He thought about the "Moonduster."  He knew that they had been trying to
figure out where the weapons were locked, if there even were any. He was
sure that the First Officer said there were, but he never said where. Well,
he was ready to take his new friends there to find out.  And if they found
weapons he had an idea the find would put him on the side that had the
power.  It would be the start of his revenge.

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Enghar came home carrying books.  I was right, Matthew thought, he was at a
school.  He wondered if he would be going there soon. But right then it
didn't matter as Enghar wheeled Matthew into his bedroom and helped him
onto his bed. Right now the Hakaanen and Earth boys had more important
things to take care of than thinking about school, and a deep kiss got
things started. Enghar was glad his weekend was starting.  He would have
three long days with this strange, but wonderful, alien boy who was dropped
into his life and become a very special friend. He was going to try to find
out how this beautiful creature with the round ears ended up on his home
planet.

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Douglas and Scooter stepped out into the road, ready to make what they
thought was going to be first contact. The Hakaanen boys saw the two Earth
boys come out of the forest and stared, startled.  Some of the boys decided
to run and hide. Only the two oldest boys didn't move. Douglas and Scooter
crossed the road and stood looking at the two naked boys, who looked to be
their age.

"Hello," Scooter said holding his hands out, palms up.

"Hello," Douglas said doing the same.

The two Hakaanen boys stood there with their arms folded staring at the two
strange round-eared boys who had come out of the woods.  Behind them six
younger boys peered from behind bushes.  On the other side of the road,
eleven boys were peeking from behind trees. Nobody moved. Nobody knew what
to do next.  The four boys stood in the middle of the dusty road, different
in their looks, but alike in their nakedness and youth, staring at each
other.

Next: The Big Valley

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