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Clancreb
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling
Chapter 59: Vun takes Uba away
“This whole Gathering is so interesting,” said Hermione. As she walked next to Uba, who was pretending that she couldn’t see or hear her. Uba didn’t want to be thought crazy or worse yet to be a dabbler in mog-ur magics. (Even though she was) She remembered Iza’ memories of what happened to women with the mog-ur gift in the past. “It especially interesting how often you get propositioned. I mean, it’s not surprising that you always submit, considering how you took pride in your sluttiness in our time. But this all has a higher purpose.”
“Higher purpose?” Uba subtly signed, hoping no one noticed.
“Well each of your Clans is a small gene pool,” explained Hermione. “So the danger of inbreeding is high. But I’ve noticed that you are not being singled out. There is a lot of sex with members of other Clans going on here. This gives the individual Clan access to DNA from other Clans. I’ll bet after this Gathering there will be a lot of babies born who have fathers from other Clans.”
“This woman’s Clan has too many unmated men,” signed Uba.”The Clan Gathering will be a good place for them to find mates.”
“There’s one problem with that,” replied Hermione. Have you noticed that the gender ration is a little skewed towards men? Didn’t you tell me that in your previous life, Creb and all his descendants were male wizards and All of yours and Ayla’s descendants were female Witches? Maybe that is what is happening here? Considering how popular Creb is with the ladies, it’s a safe bet that this was true at previous Clan gatherings. What if all these new wizards he’s found in other Clans are actually his sons and grandsons? There’s only three non-magical men in your Clan. All the rest are wizards. We could be looking at the extinction of the Clan people.”
“Luna and Ayla had male grandsons,” signed Uba.
“Yes. You told me,” replied Hermione. “But in those cases, both parents were magical. So the chances were equal that they would produce a magical child of either gender. Now your current Clan has Witches descended from three different lines. So that gives you some genetic diversity.”
Uba had been distracted by her invisible friend’s lecturing. So she hadn’t noticed him until he called out after her.
“Uba!” called out Vun, as he waded though the crowd to get to her. “Uba!”
“Vun! How are you?” signed Uba as she enveloped her former mate in a hug. She’d been a clanluna so long that she didn’t have an instinct to be cautious. Vun hugged her back.
“Where have you been?” Vun signed, after she released him.
“This woman returned to Broud’s Clan,” signed Uba.
“Well now you are returning to this man’s hearth,” waved Vun. “This man had to endure years without a mate.”
“This woman most certainly is not returning to your hearth,” waved Uba, angrily.
“You are this man’s woman,” waved Vun.
“This woman is not your woman!” signed Uba.
Vun grabbed her arm to restrain her and called out for his Leader’s assistance:
“Zab! Zab!”
The hated Leader of he former Clan walked through the crowd to them. It was Uba’s half-brother, Zab.
“You caught your mate? Good!” Zab signed. “Now you have two mates.”
“This woman is not his mate any more!” Uba waved, angrily. “And this woman is not in your Clan any more!”
Zab cuffed her.
“I’ll go get help,” said Hermione, before pressing an app on her tablet. “Deep Thought, center me on Creb.”
Hermione’s image zoomed through the crowd.
“Your mate doesn’t know her place,” signed Zab. “Perhaps she needs a real man to use her to Relieve his Need in her. May this man have permission to use your mate?”
Vun still had her arm in her grip, she couldn’t get a away and is she was about to be be Forced, she knew which one she rather do that to her. She twisted around so that her back was to Zab and only Vun could see her one armed sign:
“Use me,”
Vun let go of her arm so he could give her the Signal.
Uba pretended to submit, bending her legs like she was going to kneel. Suddenly, she reached up for her wand, tucked behind her ear. When it wasn’t there, she remembered that she left it in the tent . . .
While Hermione in the 21st century was standing still, the images zoomed by her at a dizzying speed until she came to a stop in a place where Creb and Harry were teaching some men of the Clan some simple spells. A task made more difficult by the fact they had to do all magic silently from the beginning. When she came to a stop, Creb turned his magical eye to look right at her.
“Creb come quickly, Uba’s in trouble!” yelled Hermione, only to realize he could see her, but not hear her. She switched to the silent ancient Clan signs that Luna had taught her”
“Creb come quickly, Uba is in trouble!”
“Everyone get behind this weez-ur,” signed Creb. “A spirit has appeared to this weez-ur.”
Once the other men were safely behind him, he signed at her:
“What kind of trouble is Uba in?” signed Creb.
“She ran into her former mate, Vun and her brother, Zab,” signed Hermione. “They are hurting her!”
“Show this man the way,” signed Creb.
He didn’t bother explaining what she had signed while his back was to them. He just followed her pushing people out of the way as he passed.
“Creb, what’s going on?” Harr asked in English, knowing Creb understood the English language, even if he couldn’t speak it.
“Uba,” replied Creb, as he continued through the crowd.
Seeing her hesitate, Zab cuffed her so hard she fell to her hands and knees.
“Use her,” signed Zab. “Use her or this Leader will!”
Vun knelt behind her and pulled up her wrap so her would have access. Uba reached behind her in an effort to fight him off, He grabbed her wrist. And when she reached back with the other arm, he grabbed that wrist too. He now held her kneeling a bent over with her wrists immobilized and crossed behind her. She was helpless and he could do anything he wanted to her!
Except . . . this situation was failing to give him Needs. He looked around at the crowd of people who were pretending to not to watch this scene unfold. He released her arms and signed at Zab:
“This man will take her back to his lean-to to use her.”
He then picked her up, threw her over his shoulder and started walking away.
Uba was stronger than most Clan women, strong enough to hunt with a Clan spear. But she wasn’t as strong as a man of the Clan in his prime. She tried hitting his back as he carried her away but he was able to take the blows without dropping her.
Much to her horror, Uba was starting to find this situation was giving her Needs.
“It’s here,” signed Hermione. “They were right here!”
Creb scanned the crowd with his magical eye until he spotted Uba on the shoulder of a man carrying her away.
“There!” pointed Creb, before starting off after her, pushing people out of the way.
Harr saw where they were going and apparated ahead of Vun and Zab.
Pop!
Harr was now about 20 feet ahead of them. He drew his wand and pointed it at them.
“Put her down!” Harr waved.
“She’s his mate,” signed Zab. “He can do what he wants with her.”
“Bar is her mate now,” signed Harr. “And this man does not think that you got his permission to use her.”
“That man is not her mate, Vun is her mate,” signed Zab. “And there is one other thing that man is not . . . . here.”
Uba couldn’t see this conversation. But she could see Creb running towards her.
“Creb! Help!” signed Uba.
Creb drew his wand and cast a silent stunner at Vun. Seeing what Creb was doing, Harr stunned Zab an instant later.
When Vun fell, Uba fell with him, but she jumped right back up and signed:
“This woman is grateful!”
She pulled the two of them into a double hug.
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling
Chapter 59: Vun takes Uba away
“This whole Gathering is so interesting,” said Hermione. As she walked next to Uba, who was pretending that she couldn’t see or hear her. Uba didn’t want to be thought crazy or worse yet to be a dabbler in mog-ur magics. (Even though she was) She remembered Iza’ memories of what happened to women with the mog-ur gift in the past. “It especially interesting how often you get propositioned. I mean, it’s not surprising that you always submit, considering how you took pride in your sluttiness in our time. But this all has a higher purpose.”
“Higher purpose?” Uba subtly signed, hoping no one noticed.
“Well each of your Clans is a small gene pool,” explained Hermione. “So the danger of inbreeding is high. But I’ve noticed that you are not being singled out. There is a lot of sex with members of other Clans going on here. This gives the individual Clan access to DNA from other Clans. I’ll bet after this Gathering there will be a lot of babies born who have fathers from other Clans.”
“This woman’s Clan has too many unmated men,” signed Uba.”The Clan Gathering will be a good place for them to find mates.”
“There’s one problem with that,” replied Hermione. Have you noticed that the gender ration is a little skewed towards men? Didn’t you tell me that in your previous life, Creb and all his descendants were male wizards and All of yours and Ayla’s descendants were female Witches? Maybe that is what is happening here? Considering how popular Creb is with the ladies, it’s a safe bet that this was true at previous Clan gatherings. What if all these new wizards he’s found in other Clans are actually his sons and grandsons? There’s only three non-magical men in your Clan. All the rest are wizards. We could be looking at the extinction of the Clan people.”
“Luna and Ayla had male grandsons,” signed Uba.
“Yes. You told me,” replied Hermione. “But in those cases, both parents were magical. So the chances were equal that they would produce a magical child of either gender. Now your current Clan has Witches descended from three different lines. So that gives you some genetic diversity.”
Uba had been distracted by her invisible friend’s lecturing. So she hadn’t noticed him until he called out after her.
“Uba!” called out Vun, as he waded though the crowd to get to her. “Uba!”
“Vun! How are you?” signed Uba as she enveloped her former mate in a hug. She’d been a clanluna so long that she didn’t have an instinct to be cautious. Vun hugged her back.
“Where have you been?” Vun signed, after she released him.
“This woman returned to Broud’s Clan,” signed Uba.
“Well now you are returning to this man’s hearth,” waved Vun. “This man had to endure years without a mate.”
“This woman most certainly is not returning to your hearth,” waved Uba, angrily.
“You are this man’s woman,” waved Vun.
“This woman is not your woman!” signed Uba.
Vun grabbed her arm to restrain her and called out for his Leader’s assistance:
“Zab! Zab!”
The hated Leader of he former Clan walked through the crowd to them. It was Uba’s half-brother, Zab.
“You caught your mate? Good!” Zab signed. “Now you have two mates.”
“This woman is not his mate any more!” Uba waved, angrily. “And this woman is not in your Clan any more!”
Zab cuffed her.
“I’ll go get help,” said Hermione, before pressing an app on her tablet. “Deep Thought, center me on Creb.”
Hermione’s image zoomed through the crowd.
“Your mate doesn’t know her place,” signed Zab. “Perhaps she needs a real man to use her to Relieve his Need in her. May this man have permission to use your mate?”
Vun still had her arm in her grip, she couldn’t get a away and is she was about to be be Forced, she knew which one she rather do that to her. She twisted around so that her back was to Zab and only Vun could see her one armed sign:
“Use me,”
Vun let go of her arm so he could give her the Signal.
Uba pretended to submit, bending her legs like she was going to kneel. Suddenly, she reached up for her wand, tucked behind her ear. When it wasn’t there, she remembered that she left it in the tent . . .
While Hermione in the 21st century was standing still, the images zoomed by her at a dizzying speed until she came to a stop in a place where Creb and Harry were teaching some men of the Clan some simple spells. A task made more difficult by the fact they had to do all magic silently from the beginning. When she came to a stop, Creb turned his magical eye to look right at her.
“Creb come quickly, Uba’s in trouble!” yelled Hermione, only to realize he could see her, but not hear her. She switched to the silent ancient Clan signs that Luna had taught her”
“Creb come quickly, Uba is in trouble!”
“Everyone get behind this weez-ur,” signed Creb. “A spirit has appeared to this weez-ur.”
Once the other men were safely behind him, he signed at her:
“What kind of trouble is Uba in?” signed Creb.
“She ran into her former mate, Vun and her brother, Zab,” signed Hermione. “They are hurting her!”
“Show this man the way,” signed Creb.
He didn’t bother explaining what she had signed while his back was to them. He just followed her pushing people out of the way as he passed.
“Creb, what’s going on?” Harr asked in English, knowing Creb understood the English language, even if he couldn’t speak it.
“Uba,” replied Creb, as he continued through the crowd.
Seeing her hesitate, Zab cuffed her so hard she fell to her hands and knees.
“Use her,” signed Zab. “Use her or this Leader will!”
Vun knelt behind her and pulled up her wrap so her would have access. Uba reached behind her in an effort to fight him off, He grabbed her wrist. And when she reached back with the other arm, he grabbed that wrist too. He now held her kneeling a bent over with her wrists immobilized and crossed behind her. She was helpless and he could do anything he wanted to her!
Except . . . this situation was failing to give him Needs. He looked around at the crowd of people who were pretending to not to watch this scene unfold. He released her arms and signed at Zab:
“This man will take her back to his lean-to to use her.”
He then picked her up, threw her over his shoulder and started walking away.
Uba was stronger than most Clan women, strong enough to hunt with a Clan spear. But she wasn’t as strong as a man of the Clan in his prime. She tried hitting his back as he carried her away but he was able to take the blows without dropping her.
Much to her horror, Uba was starting to find this situation was giving her Needs.
“It’s here,” signed Hermione. “They were right here!”
Creb scanned the crowd with his magical eye until he spotted Uba on the shoulder of a man carrying her away.
“There!” pointed Creb, before starting off after her, pushing people out of the way.
Harr saw where they were going and apparated ahead of Vun and Zab.
Pop!
Harr was now about 20 feet ahead of them. He drew his wand and pointed it at them.
“Put her down!” Harr waved.
“She’s his mate,” signed Zab. “He can do what he wants with her.”
“Bar is her mate now,” signed Harr. “And this man does not think that you got his permission to use her.”
“That man is not her mate, Vun is her mate,” signed Zab. “And there is one other thing that man is not . . . . here.”
Uba couldn’t see this conversation. But she could see Creb running towards her.
“Creb! Help!” signed Uba.
Creb drew his wand and cast a silent stunner at Vun. Seeing what Creb was doing, Harr stunned Zab an instant later.
When Vun fell, Uba fell with him, but she jumped right back up and signed:
“This woman is grateful!”
She pulled the two of them into a double hug.
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