BEWARE THE SWARM - Part 1

By Snakeman

Lotus Blossom could feel the heart pounding away like a Jackhammer in her chest as she held up her pulse rifle and fired shot after shot into the dark cloud moving her way over the mountains three miles away. And she wasn't the only one terrified. To her left, right and behind her hundreds of others in power suits like hers were also firing their rifles. Behind them a dozen pulse canons also let loose a barrage on their impending doom.

Mae could see them. Foot and a half tall with pointy ears sticking out off the sides of a large heads. Metal teeth and claws gave a glimpse of their metal skeleton and the fact they were an artificial life form. One meant for two purposes, kill and reproduce. The savageness in which they did both showed they had no remorse or regard for their victims. And with big wings made of a strong leathery membrane they could be on their prey quickly.

"KEEP FIRING." the commander shouted. "WE ARE THE LAST LINE. WE MUST DEFEND THE CITY." But it was no use. A quick look to the rear revealed another prong of the attack. The second cloud had arrived and descended like a swarm of giant locusts on the city of one million souls and countless refugees running from the swarm. The sight of tens of millions of the damned winged creatures descending on the city like a strong winter storm said the defensive line that formed a circle around the capital had been broken. The last and biggest city of the colony was lost. And the last stepping stone to the home world was now in enemy hands.

"LOOK!" the solder to her right shouted and pointed a mile out in front of them. Lotus' scanners automatically focused in on a trio of advance guards fleeing for their lives with a small advance group if 200 or so of the creatures close behind.

A loud explosion behind them had her turn to look at the city once more. The orange glow of a shuttle's shields brightened the sky as it ionized the air around it while it soared upwards and more explosions rocked the space port area. They were destroying any remaining ships and any chance of leaving the planet, meaning it was fight 'til the death. Or worse.

In the moments it took Mae to look back at the city and then back to the front again the little beasts had taken down the trio of fleeing soldiers. The one and a half foot tall creatures had grabbed onto their prey and absorbed the energy from their power suits, shutting them down and leaving the soldiers defenseless. The speed at which the suits had failed said their power reserves were already low, but then a group of a dozen or so of the creatures could disable a fully powered power suit in a matter of minutes once they got hold of you. A horrified gasped escaped her lips as several of the creatures began devouring the two males alive. The setting sun to her left shone off the metallic teeth and claws as the creatures would rip of a chunk of flesh and quickly chew it up.

The lone female on the other hand was being held down on her back by over a dozen of the creatures. Her rather large breasts jiggled from side to side as she tried to wrestle free of their grasp knowing what they had in store for her. All young women by now knew what was in store if they were captured alive.

Lotus watched in horror just like the others as one of the creatures stood between her legs with a big metallic smile. The three inch flaccid penis between his legs began to swell and grow quickly, his walnut size testicles holding a very fowl seed. All the creatures were seemingly male and it seemed they needed females of other species to bare their young. Using the captive's own ova, the DNA of the Swarm sperm would overwrite the DNA of the host species and speed up development. In just a few days, or less depending on the species, a litter of 10-12 of the creatures would be born then crawl up the host's body to feed from her breasts as she was held down and helpless to stop the assault. She would be totally helpless to stop them as absorbed energy would be used to heal her and sustain her, and she'd be impregnated again even as the young suckled her breasts.

The young woman was in a clear panic by the time the creature's cock had grown to it's seemingly impossible size of nearly a foot long and two inches thick. More than big enough to force it's way through a woman's cervix, the seed deposited would then release a trigger into her body and force ovulation. The woman's breast trashed about as she frantically fought to get away. The creature used his sharp claws to grab hold of her hips, the sharp pain as she was cut a few times paused her efforts long enough for the beast to drive his monster shaft deep inside her. She screamed as her back arched, then her whole body relaxed as her head blew up. Lotus looked to her right to see the commander's head hung low, a sniper rifle hanging in his right hand. Deep inside Mae felt the deep hope that someone would do the same for her if worse came to worse.

The main body of The Swarm soon engulfed the trio of brave soldiers in a relentless advance. The commander dropped his rifle and held his left hand towards the sky and pointed his right towards the enemy. As the guns continued to fire with little if any effect he focused all his energy into one purpose. Using the suit's ability to increase his natural abilities he drew power from the clouds overhead and fired a massive arc of electricity from his hand. The man was a powerful wizard, one of the more powerful of the mutants. Hundreds of the creatures fell dead from the sky, but that made no dent in the attack. And by that time a mere half mile separated to groups.

With a quick look to the left and right showing the groups on either side had been out flanked and were being eliminated, the commander gave the order. "RETREAT TO THE CAVES!"

Leaving the big guns behind, the whole command started a mad dash for the relative safety of the large cave network a hundred yards or so to their rear. Mae's heart pounded even harder as soldiers to her right and left were set upon, being dragged to the ground by dozens of the creatures to be devoured or worse once the protection of their power suits were disabled.

Mae saw she was one of the last to make it into the cave before the force field was raised to block the entrance. A look over her shoulder gave her a sick stomach. The sight of several comrades being held down as their power reserves were drained was bad enough. But seeing three of the young women already being impregnated with another generation of the beasts gave her a cold chill. The cave would only stop them for a day, tops. By then the beasts will have dug through the rocks with their bare hands to get to them. The thought of death was better than what else awaited crossed her mind with a sense of deep dread.

A few long hours later during, which the small surviving group was subjected to the desperate calls for help by the three female soldiers being repeatedly raped just outside the cave entrance, the commander sat stoically near the entrance with his head down as the few thousand survivors sat about the big cave trying not to think what would happen in less than a day. As she sat off to the side Mae could see some of the female soldiers remaining allowing their bodies to be used by any man that wanted her. Normally this wasn't the way soldiers acted, but given the dire situation a massive orgy seemed to break the tension of just waiting to die.

Mae spotted a group of five soldiers enter the cavern from the back having come from other chambers in the cave network. The sounds and smells of sex filled the air as they spent several minutes talking with the commander.

"EVERYONE STOP AND LISTEN." he shouted when standing up with a concerned expression. The commander stood flanked by the new arrivals while the command paused their activities to listen to what he had to say.

"IT HAS BEEN REPORTED THE SHIELD EMITTER IN THE NEXT CAVERN HAS BEEN DAMAGED AND WILL FAIL AT ANY MOMENT. WE WILL TAKE A VOTE." he shouted. Asking for a vote being a strange activity for a commander, but these were not normal times. "THESE FIVE LIKE MYSELF ARE WIZARDS. WE THINK WE CAN COMBINE OUR MAGICS AND ENACT THE SPELL OF RAGNORE." Everyone had learned the story as a small child. How Ragnore had at his death placed his power and strength into a powerful sword.

"A NO VOTE WILL MEAN WE GIVE UP ALL HOPE." one of the other wizards shouted.

"YOUR LIFE FORCES AND SOULS WOULD BE INTERGRATED INTO YOUR POWER SUITS. YOU WILL CONTINUE TO EXHIST BY JOINING WITH ANOTHER WORTY WARRIOR." another explained.

A chuckled filled the chamber and helped lighten the mood as one of the men, an old and seasoned warrior, having his cock buried to the balls in a very attractive young blonde on her hands and knees before him shouted "CAN YOU GIVE ME A MOMENT TO FINISH. I NEVER HAD A WOMAN AS GOOD AS JU-TABBA HERE?" The gorgeous, and now blushing, blonde being younger than his own daughters. His by now late daughters if they were lucky. A raucous laughter followed as he gave the long haired beauty a hard but playful slap on tight little ass to emphasize his statement.

The commander chuckled and replied "YOU HAVE UNTIL THE VOTE IS OVER AND THE SPELL IS CAST. ON THE OTHER HAND, IF WE VOTE NO THEN YOU HAVE UNTIL THE SWARM CHARGES IN."

Ju-Tabba rocked back to meet the old soldier's frantic thrusting, her large round breasts swaying below her. The young beauty complied without thought as the old man gripped her by the elbows and raised her body up as if to give the other men a better view of her perfect body. The time for any modesty was long gone as none of them expected to see another sun rise. The vote took but a few moments and the six wizards were huddled together chanting in an ancient tongue. While a bright orange glow enveloped them a crowd gathered around the old man soldier and the young woman soldier to spur the old man on.

A loud gasp filled the chamber as the old man pulled the young woman back hard and held her to him, and her with a big smile of satisfaction. Mae glanced to the back of the cave as the creatures swarmed in like angry bees storming out of the hive. Mae grabbed for her gun, but several of the creatures were on her too fast.

"AAAAAAAAA!" Mae screamed as she sat bolt upright. She gasped for air as she took in her surroundings to find she was home in Diana's living room on the sofa with Diana and Lunesta by her side. The fear she felt quickly faded as she said "Suit off."

"Well?" the anxious fairy asked as Mae, in her pajamas that now had big sweat stains under her arms, sat catching her breath after what she could best describe as one hell of a nightmare. It was late at night, but they had put off going to bed to test the repairs made to Mae's power suit that would allow her to access the suit's history files.

"Bad?" Diana asked with some concern seeing the shock on the teen's ashen face. The Amazon could see what ever she experienced had shaken the youngster deeply.

"Very bad." Mae replied with a tone that said her statement was an understatement. "Let's just hope The Swarm never even hear of Earth."

Diana, wearing just her blue terry clothe bathrobe, sat down on Mae's left and wrapped an arm around the shaken teen in a comforting way. "Tell us what you saw."

"How long was I asleep?" the teen asked first. It was still late at night, but to her several hours had passed.

"Just a couple of minutes." Lunesta whined. "You laid down and sat back up screaming in just a few minutes."

"What did you see in the dream?" Diana asked. Something had shaken the teen to the bone having asked the suit to show her where they came from.

"I think my trip back to Japan should be by way of Greece." the teen replied.



As Mae told the tale another entity was remembering another encounter with the Swarm. Zeus sat alone in a chamber atop Mount Olympus trying to remember so far back. Back to when he was a very young, but powerful Olympian. On the planet Olympus, not the mountain.

Long ago the young Olympians stood side by side forming plasma energy balls in their palms, then launching them towards the ever encroaching dark cloud. Thousands fell like rain, but there were just too many. Zeus leveled his staff given to him by his father and fired a massive lightning strike, again with little effect. And Zeus knew that though he be very young he was still one of the strongest of them, yet seemingly he wasn't powerful enough. They had already stopped four waves, at great loss. But this wave was the main force, ten times bigger than the others combined.

Hades placed a hand on his brother's shoulder and calmly stated. "All is lost. We must flee or die." His tone was somber. Death for any of them should be tens of thousands of years off, yet millions of their race had already died that morning alone in a battle that had only started a few days earlier.

"Run to the portals. They have already blocked our ability to transport by thought." Zeus snarled at his seemingly cowardly brother.

"Don't be like that brother." Poseidon sadly said. "We with power must now look after those without. All that is left here now is death." Their world now belonged to The Swarm and any living creature that was big enough to serve as food would be food.

Zeus gave a heavy sigh, his brothers were right and he knew it. But it was hard to admit defeat to a group of creatures not even waist high, no matter how many there were of them. "Call to Aphrodite and have her come with us."

Poseidon fired three signal shots from his trident then the brothers started running for the nearest portal with the creatures closing in. Little did they know it was already too late for their sister for as they ran over the first rise they found her and her bodyguards. "Help?" she weakly whined when seeing their horrified faces.

Zeus could still see that moment in his mind. His naked younger sister laid out spread eagle with three of the creatures on each arm and five on each leg. All absorbing her energy and strength. Several others stood around ready to defend their source of reinforcements, her belly already swelling with a litter of the savage creatures. And then there were the picked clean bones of her guards laying about them.

"AAARRGGGG!" the three brothers groaned as the guards charged at them, sinking their claws into their arms and legs.

"AAARRRGGG." Zeus screamed as one sank it's teeth into his right thigh. He and his brothers frantically and hurriedly ripped the twenty or so creatures free of their bodies then ripped them apart, killing the attackers. By that time the main body of the Swarm was less than a hundred yards away, leaving no time to rescue Aphrodite. Or even put her out of her misery.

The young brothers ran as fast as they could into the last open portal, then turned to combine forces, using their magic to form a stone wall in the archway. That won't hold them back long, we best get as far away as we can." Poseidon said as they caught their breaths, actual running wasn't something they usually did.

Zeus and his brothers turned to see a few dozen frightened other Olympians cowering just down the subspace tunnel. Including their other young sister, Hera. Being the strongest out of the small group Zeus decided to take charge. He'd do what he thought the other groups in the other portals would be doing. Something his cousin had suggested days before when reports came in that The Swarm was coming. Go someplace else and make sure the Swarm couldn't follow them.

Zeus stepped forward and announced "We will travel the subspace roads the ancients created. We will find a world to rebuild our lives. We will destroy the roads behind us so our enemy can not find us."

"Olympus will rise again." Hades added. But for that to happen they'd have to hide for a long time. Reproducing too fast would cause a sharp and detectable increase in the amount of power they used. Not only would they have to hide for eons, but they'd also have to limit their use of their powers.

Zeus sighed as the daydream, or day nightmare, faded away. Even after thousands of years he still could see that day clearly. That was how they had come to Earth. Earth where other advanced races also attacked by the Swarm had taken refuge. The Egyptian gods, the Norse and even the gods of the American Indians had all been sent packing by the vicious little monsters. Earth in the middle of nowhere was seemingly the perfect refugee camp.



Meanwhile, across the far reaches of space, Commander T'nel knelt in front of the empress herself with head bowed. As her guards stood beside her in the otherwise empty and darkened throne room the O'tean royal questioned the young commander. "He is an actual Olympian? You met living Olympians?" None of her people in as long as anyone could remember had reported meeting one of the gods.

"You've read the reports of my officers and myself Your Majesty." The reports and technical scans that were turned in with them should be self explanatory she thought. A little over two weeks had past since her return and her time not used settling the issue of Father David was spent answering questions from superior after superior, not to mention a long line of priestesses from the temples. Apparently a face to face meeting with a god was a big deal. She couldn't imagine what would have happened if she had taken Zeus' request for sex. Or more like if she would have reported that event.

"I believe you T'nel..The low level scans show markers that are also in O'tean royal DNA...And your own, cousin." the older woman, but still quite attractive supreme commander of the O'tean people stated. She glanced down at the relative that for the outcome of one battle a century before and the death of her older sister could now be the one on the throne.

"Then I will be allowed to take my ship to go get him?" T'nel never looked up as she spoke. She knew her place, and what place she could have held. T'nel also knew her cousin wasn't her biggest fan even if she was one of the more decorated commanders in the fleet. And without giving up the information that she was a Shadow Warrior T'nel couldn't find a realistic way of telling her cousin she had no desire for the throne. Being empress would have her under observation at all times, even as she slept. Her days of being a Shadow Warrior would cease in taking the crown.

"You will go cousin, but not on your ship. Z'lar has been given that command. You will take The Tomara." the empress stated.

"The Tomara?" T'nel whined. She hadn't heard of a ship by that name. A ship baring the name of a male god. Ships named after goddesses were used for royal transport, but none were ever named after male gods. At least not in the last few centuries.

"Yes.Tomara." the empress replied with a slight chuckle. "It is a new ship that was to be used to move myself and the court to the new capital...It is also to serve as a message to our enemies that though our home is dead, we are very much alive." With male equality being a big political issue over the past few decades it was felt by the council that having a few ships baring male names was a sign of the royal family's acceptance and support on this issue.

"A new ship?" T'nel hadn't heard anything about a new ship. Everyone, including their enemies knew that their world was dying. If fact it was on it's last breath as it were. The air was getting too thin and there wasn't enough water to grow food for thousands, never mind billions. But the next planet our in the system had proven to be quite fertile. Cities had taken decades to build at great cost and now was the time to finish the move. The Empress and the court were ro move next followed by the last of the priestesses from the temples.

"A state of the art star cruiser. Lightly armed, but the fastest ship our people have ever made. The sub-light engines can push the ship up to nearly ninety-seven percent the speed of light." the empress explained. She didn't like the idea of using her old ship for the move in a few days, but when one sends for such an important emissary, one puts their best foot forward. And the new ship with posh finishings was that best foot.

T'nel's eyebrows arched with surprise with the mention of such speed. "How fast?" she asked with a glance up at her cousin.

"You heard right.He's lightly armed, but fast and the most advanced shielding..Five levels of shielding and has two full squadrons of fighters as well ...You will go get Zeus and the others he wishes to bring.You will see to his comfort and that of the others as you bring them to the new capital first for an audience with myself."

"Yes Your Majesty." T'nel replied honorably.

"And by anything I mean anything..You and your crew will be at the disposal of Zeus and the other gods.. You will accommodate... any.. reasonable.. request."

"Are you suggesting I.?"

"Consider it and order T'nel..If he or the others wishes your body or the bodies of any of the hand selected crew, all reasonable requests will be honored. They will be the most important guests ever on one of our ships and will be treated as so.Or is a mission of this importance to much for you?"

The empress' curt question was meant as a signal of her lack of patience. And T'nel knew it. Her refusal to take this mission would place her career in stagnation and give another officer the mission and a fast track to promotion. And it wouldn't be the first time her body was offered to an important delegate. "I will fulfill my duties to the O'tean people and my Empress as desired by my Empress." the words nearly stuck in her throat as the commander told the Empress she'd be the god's consort if he so wished. And she knew if he knew of her orders he'd waste no time in having her fulfill her duties..If he found out, and she wasn't about to tell him.



Friday October 10, 1979:

Ares sat on Zeus' stone throne high atop Mount Olympus. His anger at the human bitch that had sentenced him to stay in this one spot and the thoughts of what he'd do to her if he ever got the chance was all he had to occupy his time at the moment. So deep were his thoughts that he didn't feel the Shadow Warrior climbing up the steep cliffs of the mountain to get into the palace.

"WHAT ARROGANCE!" the God of War shouted as Lotus Blossom jumped over the railing of the balcony, reaching for her sword that was strapped to her back. Ares grabbed his sword, that was leaning against the throne next to him, shouting "I WILL CUT YOUR HEART OUT."

"You will do nothing." Zeus' voice firmly stated as he appeared between his angry son and the small young woman. "I have been expecting her."

"WHAT!?" Ares shrieked. He was willing to wait until she was brought to him, but she came of her own free will and Zeus would deny him his revenge. How could he?

"You heard me." the King of the Gods stated. The elder god then turned to the somewhat shocked Shadow Warrior as she sheathed her sword and said "Please come with me."

"Yeah.Sure." Mae replied with questions forming in her head. Behind her full face shield her eyebrows were arched wondering what he meant by she was expected. "I came to ask you about The Swarm." she added as she walked behind him. She was also wondering why he was in the form of a strapping young man in his late 20s without a beard and with short dark hair. She had to admit he was quite good looking in this form and wondered why he would choose to look old at other times.

"You want to know who made them and where they come from. That I do not know. They are older than my race and any other race I know of." Zeus answered without bothering to look back at the youngster. "They are the remnants of a war fought long ago and a curse to all who came after."

Moments later Mae, after following Zeus through a series of halls and into another chamber, spotted a strange looking stone archway standing in the middle of the room and T'nel standing with her arms folded across her chest with a disapproving expression on the other side. And oddly from what Mae understood of the O'teans was that she was actually wearing clothes. A black dancer like body suit without legs or sleeves, a skirt down to mid thigh and a very much unneeded padded bra for her C-cup breasts. "My ship's sensors picked you up a short time ago. We wanted to make sure you were not left alone with Ares before we left."

"What's going on?" the curious teen asked. She thought T'nel was gone for good, having taken Father David to serve his punishment. Or at least gone for a long time.

"Lord Zeus wishes to come visit a relative on my world." T'nel happily replied as she walked around the strange arch to give the much shorter Warrior a hug, T'nel being nearly a foot taller than the five foot nothing human. Like Mae, T'nel had her power suit on as well, but with the face shield off showing off her beautiful blue face.

"Nice to see you too." Mae giggled. But she was curious as to the arch. After T'nel released her she looked at the thing and asked "What is it?"

"Some kind of transport technology." T'nel answered. "We've found them on many planets in our explorations, yet don't know how they work..Yet." The scientists on her world would figure it out sooner or later.

"Actually they are doorways into a network of subspace conduits.or roads if you will." Zeus answered.

"So we can go like anywhere in the universe just by walking through." Mae guessed.

"Not primitives like yourselves. And this one goes to only one place now." The powerful god answered.

"Primitives?" T'nel squeaked. Sure she considered races like the humans primitive, but hearing her own race described that way had a bit of a sting.

"Your kind could not survive the trip even wearing one of those power suits unless a god like myself was along to protect you from the strong gravitational forces." Zeus replied as he waved his hand in front of the archway. The space inside the archway was soon filled with what looked like a shimmering, roiling silvery fluid. "I will show you something, follow me." he coldly stated as he walked into the fluid, vanishing from sight and the room.

"Life's adventures always start with the first step." T'nel chuckled before following.

"Mae shrugged then stepped in herself and her eyes opened wide in awe as she emerged on the other side. "WOW!" They stood in a long seemingly transparent twelve foot diameter tube of energy with strange moving multi colored lights flashing by outside. Beneath them was a five foot wide cobble stone walkway leading from the archway off into the distance.

The scanners in her helmet told her more. The walls were actually a force field of unknown energy and the lights outside were actually gravitational and magnetic fluctuations interacting with the force field.

Mae noticed T'nel had activated her full face shield presumably to use her scanners as well. "I said wow too after stepping through." T'nel giggled as they followed Zeus down the tube. She had seen a lot in her travels, but had never been in subspace without a ship around her. But the universe always offered new experiences.

About 100 feet from the archway another tube or branch exited to the left while Zeus kept going straight. Both Mae and T'nel stopped to look down the other route, both seemingly thinking the same thing. "I thought you said this only went one place." Mae squeaked, not wanting to irritate the god.

Zeus calmly stopped and turned to face them. "That is a dead end. Like all the others it now goes nowhere. After coming here we destroyed any bridges The Swarm could use to come here." The king of the gods then turned and started walking again. He left out how when they arrived several other groups of advanced cultures destroyed by The Swarm had also sought refuge on the primitive world in the middle of nowhere.

"How far is it?" Mae asked after another hundred feet. Not that she was exhausted or anything. She was just wondering why they even had to walk at all. Why couldn't be like in the movies where you step into a portal and step out on another planet.

"Distances and time in the various levels of subspace are very different from real space." T'nel answered as Zeus arched his eyebrows and kept walking. He wanted to see how much the seemingly smart blue alien really understood about the science. "We could walk for days in subspace yet only seconds could go by outside. Or the other way around. We could walk for a mile and be across the galaxy or walk across the galaxy and only go to your moon."

"WE COULD BE GONE FOR YEARS!?" Mae shrieked. Her sisters would think she was dead..And if Bill thought she was too young for him before, what would he think if she came back ten years later and still looked like a high school freshman?

"Time will pass the same as on Earth, but our destination occupies the same subspace coordinates as your world." Zeus answered as he turned right into a branch.

Mae and T'nel turned the corner to see Zeus standing in front of another stone archway with the same roiling silvery fluid inside. Zeus grinned knowing they would be even more awed as he turned and walked through the archway. Humans hadn't yet mastered trans light speeds or the use of antimatter like the O'teans. But he was very interested to see how far the O'teans were from using the power differentials between the levels of subspace as a power source. Such power would be just a start in a battle for survival against The Swarm.

"WOW!" both young woman gasped in unison as they stepped through together to find themselves standing oh a high cliff overlooking a massive gleaming city that looked to be made of crystal. A city big enough to hold hundreds of thousands off people.

"How many of you are there?" Mae whined as she looked down on the city. Mythology only spoke of dozens, yet here was a city that could hold so many more.

"There must be over a million." T'nel stated with equal wonder. If there were that many here, were there that many on her world? And if there were why hadn't anybody seen or heard from one? Even if something happened to the known ones, one or two of the others should have been made known by now.

"There are 857,947 of us now." Zeus answered. He too was wondering why T'nel's people hadn't heard from or seen on Olympian in so long. It could just be because her people were advanced enough to detect them easily and they were just keeping a low profile. But Zeus had a bad feeling. A very bad feeling about the situation.

"But how come we only know about a few of you?" Mae wondered.

"Because not all of us are strong enough to safely wander your world. Our strength comes from tapping into subspace. Where you are in space or subspace there are differences in power. The power fluctuates as do our individual powers."

"Meaning your power could even be stronger somewhere else." T'nel finished.

"On Earth our powers are half what they are in this pocket universe and less than our home on the planet Olympus." Zeus finished. "And that would also effect our immortality. The weaker amongst us would not be immortal on Earth. And although all have visited Earth, only a few can stay for long."

"Out of a few come many." Mae stated as she took in the sight.

"And those with power must look after those without." Zeus replied.

"Your showing us this because there should be another city like this at my world." T'nel then groaned as she wondered why none of them had been heard of in so long.

"And it should be about the same size." Zeus answered.

"Whoa." Mae gasped and jumped as Helen and two gods she hadn't met suddenly appeared on the cliff with them. One of the new gods being a beautiful brunette female with large firm tits, of course Mae thought. Being able to look as they wish why would any woman choose to be flat chested and ugly. The male with long blonde hair was well built, tall, handsome with six pack abs. And Mae didn't need Helen's powers of lust to see the thoughts in T'nel's head, even if T'nel still had her full face shield on. T'nel's posture, standing straight with her chest thrust forward, was sending the not so subliminal message that she wanted him.

"Helen you know. Nova and Mace will also be coming with us." Zeus stated. He had a feeling Nova and Mace's powers would be greatly increased on a world with a blue sun. And he was bringing Helen along to keep her out of trouble. After the whole Father David thing weeks before she had been caught by him allowing herself to be used by half the crew of a navy frigate, something he didn't tell her mother or grandmother. Taking her along would give mom a much needed break in having to keep her in check.

Mae found it a bit odd the way the two new gods were dressed. Where Helen still wore her nearly
transparent white gown, Nova and Mace chose more human attire. Nova with the smallest Daisy Dukes Mae had ever seen, they looked more like denim bikini bottoms, and a barely there white halter top. Mace on the other hand wore nicely tight blue jeans with an untucked and unbuttoned button down denim shirt which the sleeves had been tore off of. Mae noticed that T'nel checked out the god's bulge more than a few times.

Mae also wondered about their powers. She knew Zeus could control lightning and Helen was all about lust. But just what could Nova and Mace do?

T'nel took her gaze off the big hunk long enough to turn to Mae and ask "Will you be coming with us?"

"To your world?" Mae whined while wondering where.

"My world. Lord Zeus wishes to visit family and is in need of transport." T'nel replied. "If you wish to join us you are more than welcome. And having another guest along to help run interference between her and Zeus wouldn't hurt.

Mae liked the offer, I wasn't everyday you got an invitation to visit another galaxy. And her trip home to Japan was to be a surprise for her sisters and the rest of the family so she wasn't expected. But she didn't know how long she would be gone and how long it would be until she was missed. "If I do I should really call someone and tell them I'm going."

"If you wish I will inform Diana." Helen offered.

Mae thought for a moment then in a giddy tone replied "You talked me into it. To boldly go where no woman has gone before and all that." She then turned to Helen and asked "Can you get my suitcase? I left it at the base of the mountain." Her passport and wallet were with her, but she'd be needing some clothes. She couldn't walk around for who knew how long in just a bra and panties. And even if they said when in Rome do as the Romans there was no way she was about to prance around naked.

Half an hour later Mae stood in wonder in the landing bay of the new starship. The shuttle that brought them up was awe inspiring enough but to step off the shuttle, that she could swear was better than any luxury jet, to see lines of blue people kneeling before her and the other guests gave her a rush. Where no one on the ship knew of T'nel being a Shadow Warrior she had turned her suit off, but Mae was still in hers and being a Shadow Warrior was almost awing to them as much as if she were a god.

T'nel led the guests past her kneeling and bowing crew. T'nel led, followed by Zeus with Helen on his right, the two other gods were behind them and Mae pulled up the rear using her scanners to take in as much as possible. They exited the small landing bay, it was only big enough to hold the two shuttles that belonged to the ship and to hold two more of similar size for guests. "You will have the run of most of the ship. I know we cannot keep you from going where ever you wish, but I would ask you to avoid the engine room or weapons systems area." she said to the gods as she led them down a long wood paneled wall. To Mae it looked somewhat like Cherry. Dark and rich, but with a tighter grain.

"It will be as you wish." Zeus replied. He and his people were guests and would act as such. They were doing him a favor and he saw no point in insulting their hospitality. He could get what ever information he wanted on their level of technology without sneaking about.

As they went down the hall Mae noticed the doors for the rooms on either side were not automated like she had expected, but like the walls were made of fine wood with 18 Karat gold hinges and handles. The floors were of a natural stone resembling marble and the ceilings were of molded 18 Karat gold panels. The moldings were action scenes of the gods and other heroic figures from O'tean history. Statues lined the hallways and gold finished light fixtures lined the halls as well. This ship was made to convey wealth and power and to Mae it seemed to do just that.

"This suite was intended for the royal family." T'nel stated as she paused in front of a door. "Not that you need sleep, but it has four bedrooms each with it's own bath." A bath being something else she expected none of them needed.

"It will serve more than nicely." Zeus said as he and his party entered the suite without bothering to open the door. T'nel was starting to feel Zeus could actually be a nice guy. He was being very polite and not the least bit condescending even if she was from a primitive race. But then again this could all be his way of getting her to rethink his request for her sexual favors.

"My suite has a guest room. You can stay there or would you prefer a guest suite of your own?" T'nel asked Mae. She giggled at Mae who was still looking closely at everything she could.

"I can stay with you if you want. But you have to tell me why your wearing clothes. Nobody else in your crew is, but you are. What gives?"

T'nel gave a chuckling sigh as she wrapped her right arm around the much shorter girl's shoulders and started leading her down the hall towards the elevators. "In my past encounters with Zeus he's strongly expressed his interest in making me his sexual conquest. This is just my way of telling him no without having to say it out loud." she replied. "We will get you settled in, get you a translator chip so you can talk to the rest of the crew then give you a tour of the ship." she added. As for Zeus and the others, one of her junior officers would be assigned to each to see to their needs and keep her and Zeus far away from each other. At least that was her intended plan.

"Translator chip?"

"You think the whole universe speaks English or something?" T'nel chuckled.




"So now what Gramps?" Helen asked, and Zeus squinted his eyes at her for the Gramps utterance again. Helen looked around the large common area where all four gods sat on the curved sofas in a conversation pit. Helen was a bit surprised that there was a fire pit in the middle with a small fire actually burning. Besides trying to get laid without her grandfather knowing she'd spend some time trying to find out how they handle the smoke in the confined area of a spaceship.

"We do little other than observe. And remember, our powers will be greatly diminished once we leave the strong gravitational field of the planet. Our only power source will be the ship's, so limit the use of your powers. I don't want them to know we are vulnerable." Zeus calmly explained. The further they got from Olympus the less power they would receive. But O'tean ships used antimatter reactions for power and they could tap into that and the ship's subspace fields once underway. But doing so could create energy fluctuations that the crew could pick up. The best course of action was to not use their powers at all.

A knock on the door put a stop to the conversation for the moment. Zeus gave the others a stern expression and stated "Under no circumstances are you to let them know our powers are weakened." he then looked to the door. "Come." Zeus called out, and with a wave of his hand the doors opened.

A smile came to the old god's face as a very attractive and very nude blue woman walked in followed by three other crew members, another very attractive female and two males that had Helen practically drooling. The four O'teans moved to stand in a line, shoulder to shoulder. As all four bowed to the gods then stood up straight, the leader spoke."I am Sub-commander Sk'art. To my left is crew woman D'rat. Closest on my right is crew man Fr'sheer and after him is crew man J'han. We will be attending to your needs for this trip." Not that the trip would take long. A few well planned jumps and they'd be at the new home world in less than two days.

While Zeus eyed the two busty women, Helen eyed the two blue men. Both well over seven feet tall and both very well endowed. Ditching grandpa would normally be hard in an area the size of the space ship, but with diminished powers it just might be possible she figured. Her mind was already working out how she could enjoy either or even both of the blue studs.

Helen soon found out her plot wouldn't be as easy as she thought. Zeus had assigned D'rat to be her liaison while he himself chose Sub- commander Sk'art to be his liaison, leaving Nova and Mace the two males. So as the ship made it's first warp jump the young demi-goddess was following D'rat around on a boring tour of the ship. "You do know what your name sounds like in English, don't you?" Helen grumbled as D'rat showed her the ship's gym. Like I need to work out Helen thought. She could look as she wished, and at the moment that was a blonde 5'3" woman in her early 20s with a smoking body and a generous bust.

Ignoring the comment, D'rat led Helen past the locker room to an out of the way store room. "A store room?" Helen groaned as the blue woman reached for the door knob. "I don't need to see the store room."

D'rat grinned broadly as she paused in opening the door. She had a smug expression as she looked the Olympian in the eye. "I read the files on you. This store room is out of the way and I think you'll like the exercise equipment inside."

"Files?"

"Demi-goddess of lust, meet my mate and my brother." D'rat chuckled as she pushed the door open to reveal the small almost empty room. Two tall naked blue men stood alone in the 12x12 foot room containing just two gymnastics mats laid out together on the floor.

A big smile came to the Helen's face. The sight of two big males that stood well over seven feet tall had her ready to jump on them then and there. "Your mate and brother?" Helen squeaked as she took a moment to get some answers for the little voice in her head telling her to be cautious.

"I had a feeling you would like to find some .. er ..relaxation on this trip."

"Yes..relaxation." Helen replied while stifling a giggle as she stepped into the room.

"I'll let you in on something." D'rat said laughingly as she closed the door and locked it with the four of them inside. "O'tean males can get an erection whenever they wish.And once properly trained, can keep it as long as they wish also."

Helen blushed slightly as she walked up to the two males. At the time she had chosen to appear as a woman in her early 20s, figuring looking that age would garner more respect than looking like a high school kid. And standing at just 5'3" tall the two O'tean males towered over her by 2 feet or so.

Helen turned to D'rat as the blue woman sat down cross legged in the corner and asked "Won't you be joining?"

"If you wish for the pleasure of my body as well, I will be more than happy to join in. But I think even a goddess like yourself will have her hands full with D'zar and D'ran." the blue woman chuckled back.

Helen thought it over a moment as she glanced at the swelling members of the two men, what were 6 or 7 inches limp were now a good 11 or 12 and still not fully hard. The ship had left orbit as soon as they were aboard and her powers were already diminished, but cocks of this size were hard for her to pass up. Although some of her powers, like her ability to feel lust in others, were gone for the moment the lust within her hadn't lessoned at all. Then Zeus' command that they shouldn't let the O'teans know about them being vulnerable sounded in her brain. "I think both will serve me fine." she said in her best bored sounding tone. But in her mind she was worried the two cocks that were now over a foot long and nearing three inches thick at the base would rip her apart, or even kill her. Even without all her powers she was still much stronger than a human, but then so were the O'teans.

"Rough or gentle?" D'rat asked. She forced herself to keep a straight face. She could see the concern in the goddess' eyes. The O'tean people knew Helen and the others weren't really gods, but were very advanced aliens. But could this one fight her base instincts to save herself pain and damage? That was the question. Or would she risk being hurt to cover her own mortality?

Helen's pulse was already racing as she stood between the two tall males. The O'teans were strong and tall, yet remarkably light given their size. Both were easily over 7 feet tall yet weighed no more than 230 pounds or so. Helen reached out to gently grab a cock in each hand and started stroking the males as she gave D'rat a big smile. "Let's just see where this goes." was her chuckling reply as she slowly dropped to her knees holding the cocks she couldn't fully wrap her hands around.

D'rat smiled as she watched Helen, in her 5'3" young adult form, open her mouth wide and wrap her lips around her mate's big purple tip. With Helen fully distracted the scanning would soon begin. The scientists back home would go crazy over the data collected. The royal family and many others had traces of Olympian DNA in their bodies, but no one had the kind of data that a nearly pure goddess could provide. Could they learn to unlock the secrets of their powers and unlock them in themselves was the big question. With enemies abound, having that kind of edge could mean survival of her people.


Sub-commander Sk'art stood bent at the waist with her hands resting on her bed. The 6'4" blue woman's DD breasts bounced violently beneath her as Zeus reamed her ass. If she wasn't under orders to fulfill the wishes of the Olympians she would never have allowed such an insult to her family. In fact she would kill any male that would suggest that she submit in such a distasteful way. But then the scans of the powerful god would be immensely useful. And she was a proud and strong warrior willing to do whatever was required in the best interests of her people.

Zeus had taken the form of a 7 and a half foot tall, very muscular man. Although he had kept his pale human complexion, he was built like a body builder and had a 15" long and 3" wide monster cock. Though that size wasn't monstrous by O'tean standards, most O'tean females would never admit to allowing themselves to be used in such a way. And Sk'art was not one of the exceptions. In her 50 years of life she had had a few sexual partners, mostly off world. And none were allowed to do what Zeus was doing to her now.

The loud sounds of slapping flesh and her groans could be heard in the hall outside her quarters. She would feel embarrassment knowing this, but she also knew no one on the ship would dare breath a word of what was happening on the ship no matter how long from now that might be. Yet she would still not show the least bit of weakness. Even though her ass burned something fierce and her gut felt like it was being repeatedly punched, she would not cry for him to stop or even so much as give a whimper of protest. Not only were the hopes of her people at stake, but it was also her family's honor at stake. Too cry or beg would dishonor her and her family even if no one would speak of it, for she would know deep within herself.

"HHMMMPPHHH, HHHMMMPPPPHHHH,HHHHMMMMPPPHHH." Zeus grunted loudly with each hard thrush. He held a firm grip on the blue woman's hips and pulled her back as he thrust his hips forward, each time burying himself to the balls in her tight ass with enough force to kill or at least severely injure any human. It had been a very long time since he could fuck a mortal this hard and he was going to enjoy every moment of it.

It had started with her asking if there was anything she could do personally to make his trip more enjoyable. When he lustfully eyed her body she sighed and agreed as she routed the tour past her quarters. Checking the hall to see no one saw them she brought him inside. The checking for witnesses was just an act though as the crew was under orders to give a clear path to the cabin.

Sk'art had started by dropping to her knees in front of the god and for only the second time in her life given a blowjob. And though she'd never admit it, she did enjoy the feel of Zeus' tongue as he returned the favor moments later while she lay on her bed with her legs spread wide. Next came several minutes of fucking her pussy and several orgasms as she first allowed him to enter her while she lay on her back. Then she took her turn on top. First facing away, then turning to face him and faking enjoyment as he groped her chest. But then he wanted her another way.

Yet there were benefits she was learning in allowing Zeus to use her in this disgusting manor."BYYYY THEEE GODDDDS" She screamed as a tingle started from his finger tips and quickly spread throughout her entire body. She had had orgasms before, but not with the intensity Zeus could give to her anytime he wished. Talk about your gifts from the gods she thought as another started. "DON'T STOP.DON'T SSSTOOOP!" passers by heard her scream.


T'nel sat In front of the computer screen at her desk. While Mae was in the next room getting dressed, the commander was checking in on her other guests. Helen was on her hands and knees getting fucked from behind while sucking off the male in front of her. Zeus was holding Sk'art upside down in front of him. He lapping her pussy while she steadied herself with her hands on his thighs as she sucked his cock. Mace was a bit more into enjoying the trip it seemed as he was set up with four young crew women for some play time.

T'nel cocked her head to the side as she found Nova being shown the bridge. The very attractive young goddess was seemingly not interested in the pleasures subtly being offered to her. Maybe she needed a more overt offer, or maybe she just wasn't interested in the males. Thoughts crossed T'nel's mind on the subject, like maybe the young goddess would prefer female companionship instead of male. Maybe she just couldn't get past the blue skin. But either way it wasn't that important. Scans of all four would have been better, but the scans from three should provide plenty of data for the O'tean science community to pour over for a long time.

T'nel switched the images on the screen to a sports contest when Mae opened the door to come out of the bedroom. A password would be required to return to the security cameras meaning Mae couldn't accidentally find out what her people were up to.

Mae stood in the doorway and looked at T'nel sitting behind the built in metal desk checking something on the computer. With the ship so new, the quarters hadn't been fully furnished yet. The bedrooms each having not much more than beds. The captain's room had one big bed while the other room was being prepared for the family of the captain that would take command after this mission. She had two young daughters, thus there were two smaller beds. The main room had the desk attached to the wall at one end and bolted to the floor as well. The padded swivel chair behind the desk was also bolted down. In the middle of the large room was a round conversation pit with padded seating enough for 10 to 12 people. The room was done in bright white to reduce power usage. The walls and ceiling were painted while the floor was covered in a low pile carpeting. The seat cushions for the chair and pit seating were in some kind of leather. Mae couldn't help but see the other reason for so much white. T'nel's bright blue skin contrasted nicely against the white background.

"You can't be serious." the blue commander chuckled seeing Mae standing in the doorway wearing a pair of yellow short shorts and matching tube top along with a thin gold chain around her neck that held a small gold cross. The issue not being so much her choice of clothes, but rather she still had her power suit on. And with the half face shield on.

"Helen knows who I am, but not Zeus. And I've never even met the others before." the teen whined. She figured too many people knew who she was already and wanted to keep that list as short as possible.

T'nel sighed and rolled her eyes. She stood up from her chair and gestured with her hand. "I have an idea. If you keep your suit on for the whole trip you'll drain your power reserves."

Mae followed T'nel into the other bedroom. The other nearly bare bedroom. There was just a double bed having just a bottom sheet and no blankets, and off to the side stood a five drawer chest near a closet. Mae had noticed her room was just as bare. Two smaller beds, a dresser and a closet as well. But the smaller beds had top sheets and blankets. As T'nel reached under the bed for one of a half dozen wooden boxes Mae asked about the difference. "How come there are blankets on my bed, but not on the one in here?"

T'nel grinned as she placed a box on the bed. "Bed coverings are a personal choice. I grew up without them and never found the need." With her people's ability to handle a wide range of temperatures she was quite comfortable without them. Though with the few nights she had spent on the new home world she had adjusted to using a sheet to cover her body. Not so much for warmth as to keep the mignors, tiny little biting insects that seemed to not be affected by the technology meant to keep them away, from biting her as she slept.

"Okay." Mae said as she shrugged. "But what's in the boxes."

T'nel chuckled at the nosy child as she stood up. "The Minka wood ones hold clothes, the Charba box holds my blasters and this one.." she said while flipping open the lid to show the small box held a dozen or so masks.

"Blasters?"

"What?.You think you're the only one with special weapons?" T'nel chuckled back as she pulled a mask from the box and handed it to Mae.

Mae studied the mask that would cover the top half of her face as T'nel put the box back under the bed and grabbed the other. Mae liked the gold glittery floral pattern on the black mask that had some kind of stretchy fabric to go around the back of her head. Then again black was her color.

T'nel put the bigger box on the bed and pulled a key out from under the mattress. This box was too important not to keep locked. Mae watched as T'nel flipped open the lip a few moments later to show two pistol blasters in hip holsters and across the top of the box was the matching rifle in a harness so the weapon could be strapped to her back. A dozen clips were inserted into slots at either end of the box with green and red LED lights next to each one. All were lit green at the moment. "What do the lights mean?" the teen asked curiously.

"The power clips are charged from sub space. The red lights mean the clip is charging, the green stating it's fully charged." T'nel answered. She didn't feel the need to explain the rifle and pistols used the same clips and they were long lasting and very powerful.

Mae's eyes were open wide as she eyed the guns. The reminded her of the dream the suit had given her days before and she wondered if they were as powerful as the ones in her dream. "Where?...Do all soldiers get these?"

T'nel closed the lid and held her right hand on the box with a somber expression as she recalled how they came into her possession. "They belonged to another like us. An old friend. He was killed in a senseless fight and gave them to me before he died." T'nel explained. "I don't know where he got them. The level of technology is still beyond my people's and most others I know of." The guns could be made, but the clips and the recharging station were centuries too advanced to copy just yet. And letting some top scientist to even study them would bring too many questions. Like where she got them and about how they look the same as the ones a certain Shadow Warrior had been seen using.

"So?...Who was he?" Mae asked as she could sense there was a lot more of the story. And if T'nel were human her expressions would indicate the man was more a lover than just a friend.

T'nel put a fake smile on her face and changed the subject. "Let's try and explain the concept of sub space again."

Mae got the hint and grinned as T'nel looked thoughtful for a moment, then headed out of the bedroom and back to the desk. Mae followed and watched as T'nel opened the top drawer and pulled out a stack of fresh paper and a pen. She looked on as the tall blue woman placed the one inch stack of paper on the desk then held the pen like a knife and stabbed the papers, driving the pen a good way into the stack.

As T'nel put the pen back in the drawer she spoke. "Locally, space time is like a sheet of paper. Sub space levels are the sheets of paper underneath." T'nel held up the top sheet to show Mae the good sized hole made by the pen and said "An object in space makes an indentation in space time. The more massive the object, the bigger and deeper the dip."

"And a big enough object will make a hole." Mae said grinning. Being an A student at a top school she had had a strong education in science.

"Not quite. It depends on the object's mass. But your getting the idea." T'nel said with a smile of her own for the smart youngster. In her limited contact with humans she was learning they were quite far along and on the cusp of joining the interstellar community. If they survived they would probably be venturing past their own system in the next hundred years or so. "Creating a singularity allows access to subspace." T'nel went a few pages down for another sheet of paper to find one with a smaller hole. "The objects in real space effect subspace. The more massive the object, the deeper into subspace the effects go."

"Ooo-kay." Mae replied as her mind saw what T'nel was getting at. "So you still need to go around big objects"

"We can not yet reach far enough into subspace to go all the way home in one jump." T'nel answered while taking several pieces of the paper off the top to get one that was untouched by the pen.

"But when you learn.."

"Then we'll be like the Olympians and the other gods and know how the portals function." T'nel chuckled. Such knowledge would help her people survive in a hostile universe.

Mae was very interested in T'nel's explanation, even if she was leaving out the technical parts. "But how do you get so far so fast?"

T'nel grinned and pulled the pen out of the draw again. She put a small x in the upper right hand corner of the paper, then another at the lower left. She held the paper up to show her curious friend. Say you want to travel between these two points in space. They are very far apart. Trying to make the trip in normal space would take several lifetimes. Creating compressed and depressed space time in front and in back of the ship brings the trip down to years. But by making a wormhole through subspace make the same trip in seconds. Doing so makes the rules that limit us to the speed of light are eliminated."

T'nel smile for her student as she slightly bent the paper. "At first scientists on worlds as they learn think of space time as the flat piece of paper. Then they study further and through testing find it's curved."

"But how.?'

T'nel held her right hand out to stop the teen's interruption. She was getting to the answers in a way the girl would understand. T'nel then crumpled the paper into a ball. "Soon the scientists learn that space time is more like this crumpled page. Now if we go through normal space it's still just as far."

"But by jumping through subspace the distance is now much shorter."

"Exactly. And the crumpled universe theory explains why the structures of the universe formed from the big bang.Iinstead of matter being spread evenly throughout space the sharp bends in space time caused fluctuations in gravity waves that made star and galaxy formation the rule instead of the exception. Mapping galaxy formation, the universe looks like a giant web." She then opened the balled up paper to show the creases to emphasize her statement.



"By.the..gods." Sk'art gasped as her eyes rolled back in her head and she collapsed to her right, fully exhausted. Zeus grinned and chuckled as the busty blue beauty passed out beside him. She had been in her preferred position atop of a male, riding hard as he massaged her breasts. Her warrior nature not allowing her to admit a male, even a god, could out last her in bed. But after too many orgasms for her to keep count of she now lay to his left, eyes closed and chest heaving. And a pussy that would be sore for days.

"I hope your scans give you useful information." he mumbled to himself. He had actually expected nothing less. And Sk'art was great, but he still wanted T'nel. She had a body and face worthy of a goddess.

Zeus reached out with his mind to locate his intended, but quickly sat up with a concerned expression. Fear filled his being as he sensed something from long long ago.




"So this chip will let me speak to anyone?" Mae asked as she sat on the edge of a bed in the medical bay holding her sore head. She had turned off her power suit and was wearing the pretty mask T'nel had given her.

"You will understand any language we program into it. But we can only put in so many. Confusion will fill your head if too many are put in. ..And the soreness will go away quickly."

"I'm fluent in 7 languages now. I have a knack of keeping things straight." the teen replied confidently.

T'nel showed she was generally impressed with her boast. "That could come in handy someday."

"You will take it out when."

Mae's question was interrupted when an urgent sounding call came over the intercom. "Captain to the bridge.Captain to the bridge.Unknown ship on course to intercept at high speed."

T'nel stepped to her left to push the button and answer when Zeus, dressed in his white robes, appeared next to her and in an urgent tone said "Run..It's them.It's The Swarm."

T'nel saw fear in the god's eyes, genuine fear. She pressed the button and stated "Increase speed to maximum sub-light and sound the alarm.Get us to that next jump point."

Mae, suddenly not concerned with her headache, jumped off her bed to ask if he was serious. But as she opened her mouth Zeus placed a hand on her and T'nel, then in a flash they were all on the bridge.

"Ma'am.The ship hasn't been tested.." the officer in the captain's chair started to say as she jumped from her seat to give way to T'nel.

"Then this will be a good time to see just what he can do." T'nel stated sternly as she sat in her chair.

"Yes captain." the helmswoman stated as she pushed the lever on her console forward.

"How fast is the other ship moving?" T'nel asked. She, like Mae, had seen the dream or memories. Hers from a different perspective. At the end she was on her hands and knees getting fucked by some old guy. But that wasn't important. What was important was the fact she knew her people weren't ready to face such an enemy.

"Point nine .nine .ma'am." the astonished sounding young woman replied.

"Get us to point nine seven. This ship's supposed to go that fast and we need it now." T'nel commanded as she checked the computer monitor to her right. Her seat had it's own computer interface where she could control the whole ship if need be. But in an emergency it was more efficient to just speak her commands and let the bridge crew push the buttons.

"Passing point nine and accelerating ma'am." The helmswoman reported.

"Get to point nine seven I said." T'nel snapped back. "Science.Have the jump coordinates ready and the generator on line."

"Point nine three." the helms woman reported.

"Coordinates already inserted and generator powering up. We will be ready by the time we get there."

"If we get there." T'nel stated as she leaned forward in her seat and glowered at the young helmswoman. The computer readout had shown it was going to be close. They needed point nine five minimal, and fast.

"Point nine four." the helmswoman reported, feeling the heat on the back of her neck. She didn't know why, but the commander seemed very concerned with the approaching ship. And if the ship wanted a fight, it wasn't the O'tean way to run from one.

Sub- commander J'sel, who had moved from the captain's chair to communications, turned from her consol to find out just what had her commander so concerned. This wasn't exactly a battle cruiser, but they were far from defenseless. "Who are they Captain?...You know something."

"Point nine four five." the helmswoman reported as T'nel turned to her left to address her junior officer.

Mae watched in silence, impressed with T'nel's confidence and command presence. It was clear the determined looking woman had been in some tense situations before.

T'nel took a deep breath and let it out to keep from chastising the office at the moment. And not so much because the situation was stressful, but more because her new crew just wasn't at the level of her old crew. She then informed the communications officer, her third in command, as to the danger. "It is The Swarm." Later she would reprimand her officer. She and the others on the crew needed to learn to act on commands without question. Even if she was only going to be in command of this ship for a short time until this mission was done.

"The Swarm is nothing but a story to scare children, Ma'am." the science officer grumbled. Sub-commander Gr'tart was the youngest of the senior staff at just 28 years old, but she was a brilliant young scientist specializing in xeno-biology. She was small for an O'tean, standing about 5'9", but she did have an O'tean bust. Full, firm round DD-cups stood proud on her chest. O'teans may not be into vanity, but big breasts for a large number of young O'tean females these days were like big muscles for human males. They were something to be showed off. Gr'tart was one of those. Even visiting a planet where clothing was not an option unless the laws specifically stated breasts must be covered hers would not be hidden from view. And if they did need to be covered she would wear the most revealing and minimal amount of clothing required by law. T'nel had met her a few times before and noticed the young officer seemed to enjoy her breasts being stared at by males of other species.

"The Swarm is very real." Zeus calmly answered back for T'nel. And in a flash of light Helen, Nova and Mace were on the bridge near Zeus, fully dressed and wondering what was happening.

"Point nine four eight." the helmswoman stated. The ship was still accelerating, but not as fast as T'nel wanted. And to make matters worse, a strong harmonic could be felt building in the floors. The vibrations from the power generators at maximum threatened to rip the ship apart. And to make matters worse the longer it took to get the ship's speed up the more likely it was they wouldn't make the jump point without a fight.

"Two more ships following the first are just coming into scanner range now Ma'am." the now slightly worried science officer stated as she studied her screen. She was just about to say something to the effect it wasn't the O'tean way to run from a fight. But three on one with ships seemingly more capable than there own was long odds.

The vibration became stronger as the ship accelerated. "Ma'am, we need to slow down to point nine four to hold the ship together." the helmswoman whined.

"I SAID POINT NINE SEVEN AND I WANT POINT NINE SEVEN." T'nel shouted back as she jumped to her feet and in one step was standing directly behind the cowering junior officer. She reached over the young officer's shoulder and pressed a couple of buttons on the console.

The ship began to vibrate more violently and the young officer squeaked "Point nine five."

"ARM PULSE CANNONS." T'nel commanded feeling they weren't going to get to the jump point without a fight.

"Pulse cannons and fighters at the ready Ma'am." the weapons officer to the right of the helmswoman stated.

"Secure fighters. I do not want to have to wait until they are back onboard." T'nel replied.

"Three clicks to jump point. Two until the ship can fire on us and one until long range weapons lock if their weapons are on par with our own." the science officer reported as the ship's vibrations increased and seemed like they would rip the ship apart.

Mae held on to a nearby console to keep from being tossed about as T'nel held on to the helmswoman's chair. Where T'nel was too busy Mae watched the four gods join hands in a circle. Their bodies started to glow a bright white as they hovered a few inches off the floor and the ships vibrations seemed to lessen as the helmswoman announced "Point nine five one."

"They are firing." the weapons officer announced. Mae noticed the weapon's officer was bigger than the other women, at a little over 7 feet tall. Br'shur was a 30 year career officer and was highly skilled and one of the most experienced officers on board.

"Fire all pulse cannons." T'nel replied even as the ship rocked with the first impacts on the shields. Mae noticed that as soon as the ship was rocked by the first impacts that automatic seatbelt were employed to hold everyone on the bridge in their seats.

Mae fought her way into a seat at a nearby vacant work station and held on as the automatic restraint system sensed her weight and sent a strap around her waist and two more over her shoulders and across her crest. Sparks erupted from some of the work stations, walls and the ceiling as the ship rocked with impact after impact of the powerful weapons against the ship's shields.

"Primary shields at 47 percent..Secondary shields are already down to 68." the science officer reported. She then nearly groaned as she added "Their shields seem unaffected, Ma'am."

"HELM.COURSE 127 BY 133 BY 332 In 5.4..3..2.1 NOW." T'nel ordered. It should now be clear to everyone on the bridge that this was a fight they could not win. One of the enemy ships was more than a match for them, but two more were close at hand.

"MA'AM, That course will take us through the asteroid field?" the science officer squealed even as the ship turned. This course would get them to the jump point a little faster. And give them a little distance from the attacking ship that was about to block their path. But it was a very dangerous move.

"Their weapons are too powerful not to." T'nel replied to the worried young officer. She said it in a calm manor to reassure the crew this would end okay. She had a plan, it was tricky but if it worked they'd be long gone before the other two ships could get a weapons lock. The added benefit versus the danger was that the asteroids would also block some of the incoming shots.

T'nel made her way back to her seat and sat down as she ordered "Bring the tractor beam on line." She had a plan, but the timing had to be just right for it to work.

As T'nel's seatbelts strapped her in the science officer, having an idea what the captain was up to replied "Tractor beam ready Ma'am."

"Enemy ship changing course to give chase Ma'am." the helmswoman reported.

T'nel checked her monitor, looking at the scans from navigation and science. The ships vibrations had calmed some, T'nel figured it had something to do with what the gods were doing. The four of them were in a circle holding hands and were now hovering a foot or so off the trembling floor. They were glowing a bright white and tendrils of energy were reaching out from them in several directions. T'nel had a feeling they were somehow strengthening the ship, but there wasn't time to concern herself with that at the moment.

As the ship and their pursuers weaved through the big and small chucks of ice and rock T'nel squinted at her computer screen with a slight grin on her face as she spotted their possible salvation. "Enemy ship still closing Ma'am." the worried sounding helmswoman reported. Soon the other ship would be able to start boarding them even with shields still deployed. The enemy would soon also be at point blank range as well. And right where T'nel needed them to be for this to work.

T'nel touched her control screen to highlight an asteroid nearly half the mass of the Tomara. She then hit the communications control pad on her left armrest to address the crew. "This is the captain. All hands brace for violent maneuvers. We are going to use an asteroid to change course." As she spoke the science officer put the information into the ship's computer.

Mae took a deep breath and held on tight to the console in front of her, just as she saw the entire bridge crew, including T'nel, do just that. As the ship rocked with a few more impacts the science officer counted down. "In 5.4.3.Opening warp tunnel.1 initiating maneuver."

The Tomara lurched violently to the left. Mae watched the view screen at the side by side images while sparks and flames shot out of several consoles, including the one she was sitting at. One screen showed a wormhole opening off to their left as the ship was forced to turn in that direction by the large mass the ship's tractor beam had locked onto. The other, the pursuing ship.

Loud creaks and snapping sounds could be heard as the ship violently turned. The only thing keeping Mae and the others in their seats were the seatbelt. The lights went out to be replaced by the faint glow of emergency lighting and the view screen showed the big piece of space rock being tossed into the path of the enemy ship, not leaving them enough room to change course.

Ceiling tiles fell along with more loud bangs and snaps were heard as the Tomara was fling sideways into the wormhole. The view of the enemy ship smashing against the asteroid did nothing to alleviate the tension in the shattered and smoke filled remains of the bridge.

Smoke filled the bridge and the warning alarm sounded as the ship tumbled out of the wormhole followed by some of the wreckage of the enemy ship. T'nel took a deep breath and let it out after the close call. But they weren't out of danger yet. A quick glance at her computer monitor told her the start of the story. Main power and the engines were both out for starters.







Meanwhile in a star system not far away another part of the story was unfolding.

Princess Anara made her way through the palace gardens shaking her head. Her younger sister was always late for everything. The 20 year old with long blonde hair sighed as she found the nearly 18 year old sitting on a bench near the Jusapa Flower fountain. The younger sister's 18th birthday was fast approaching in just a few days. And though there was no person with her the youngster wasn't alone. Sitting at her feet were a pair of house cat like creatures, they were wild and kept the compound free of vermin. Two deer that before her Stara got old enough to complain the grounds keepers would have removed from the garden one way or the other. Stara had whined the deer wouldn't eat the flowers and for some reason they hadn't, not for the 8 years Stara had been their advocate. A group of various birds sat on her shoulders and on the bench, both on the seat and on the back. Normally the creatures would be mortal enemies, but not in Stara's presence. Anara smiled, her sister had the gift of Lunara. Lunara was the great protector of her people in ancient times. The great goddess could talk to the animals among other things and had kept her people safe for centuries. Then when her people had grown enough she bid their world goodbye to go in search of others like herself.

"I swear you'd be late for your own funeral someday." Anara chuckled as she walked halfway across the 40 foot area to the young brunette and the animals scattered upon noticing her.

Stara giggled as she stood up and replied with an old adage. "To be late for one's own funeral is the best of luck."

"Ha ha, very funny.But just look at you." the older sister mildly scolded. Stara was dressed in dirty brown slacks and matching button down shirt. She was also bare foot, as usual. Her face, hands and feet were filthy from being in the garden and petting the wild animals. "By the Lunara's grace..I swear.Even your hair is a mess." The long tangled mess would take time they didn't have to make look nice for the ceremony.

Anara shook her head disapprovingly as she grabbed her younger sister(actually half sister, but we get to that later.) by the hand and half dragged her back up the trail to the palace and past the guards fighting to keep a straight face. The younger princess' antics were an inside joke with the palace staff. "Not helping." Anara groaned while passing the guards at the door.

Anara was more than slightly miffed with her younger sister and stopped at the bottom of the grand stairway leading up to the second floor and the bedrooms for the royal family. She pointed to the first painting on the wall leading up the grand staircase and in a firm tone asked "Who?"

Stara hated this game. Sure she was in line for the throne and if she were to ascend to that level she would need to prove she knew her family history. And being an unwed girl there was also another test she'd also need to pass. But with four brothers and two sisters in front of her it was very doubtful she'd ever sit on the throne.

Stara sighed as she gently pulled her hand free of her sister's grip. "Caesar the Great. He was the third son of Brutus. While attending the school at Meridian he discovered a hidden and ancient cavern. The cavern contained information that showed a great and more advanced civilization thrived on Antera long ago. He used the weapons plans and maps he found to help the family of Stara of Meshcan, the young woman he loved and who I am named after, fend off an invasion from the Gors. His reward was the hand of Stara and they ended up inheriting both kingdoms."

"Very good." Anara replied in her best bored teacher's voice. She knew her younger sister knew the answers, but with mom and dad coming home with the son of Lord Figus and the arranged marriage of him to their older sister all three princesses were expected to make a public appearance. Anara then pointed to the next painting and asked "Him?"

"Alexander, oldest son of Caesar the Great. After the Gors tried again to seize lands on this side of the mountains he led a force through old tunnels into the heart of their territory and defeated them." Stara confidently answered.

Anara stepped up a few of the stairs, skipping a few paintings and pointed to another regal painting of one of their ancestors. "Him?" she asked.

"Caesar the Second or Caesar the Smart." The young princess calmly replied. "He let his sons control the kingdoms while he spent his time locked in the library. His mathematical formulas are the foundations for the sciences of today."

"Good." Anara only giving her younger sister a one word gruff reward for her answer. She then stepped up a few more stairs followed by Stara and pointed to another painting. Again she asked "Who?"

"Ares the Conqueror. After the kingdoms on the western continents had nearly destroyed each other in a long bloody war, he swooped in to conquer them all and take control of nearly the entire planet." the young girl giddily answered. She knew this forwards and backwards and took joy from not letting her sister trip her up. She knew all 27 of the line from Caesar the Great to her father. A line that only had two women.

Anara sighed again, then gave her younger sister another stern disapproving look. After a few seconds she groaned and said "Fine. Go to your room and take a shower. I want you ready and in Sara's room so we can have her ready in time." At sunset they were to have her sister ready to meet the man she'd marry when the moons next aligned. It was just after dinner and the sun was getting low already. After sundown there would be a big grand event and the betrothed couple would be introduced to the press for the fist time.

"Fine." Stara groaned as she headed up the stairs. She rather spend her time out in the garden with the animals and flowers, but a princess has to do what a princess has to do she would tell herself. She loved her sisters, but she could do without the fanfare and the grand events. And if she ever took the throne she'd eliminate all the formalities she hated. The fancy clothing, the jewels and the gold. She'd happily give it all up to be an average girl. To be able to fall in love and marry a boy of her own choosing was a dream she'd never get to see. Princesses marry who their dad tells them to.

Sara was to be wed to the son of a Lord on the opposing side in the civil war to help bring about the peace. Anara was promised to the temple and on her next birthday she would join the Priestesses of Lunara. The deal made after Anara's mother died in child birth. Their father had seen his latest wife a year after and was smitten. As only a king could, he asked the young priestess to become his queen. But one can not be taken from the temple without giving one to fill the void. Thus Anara was promised to the temple to take her stepmother's place.

To Stara even the life of a chaste priestess would be better than being forced to marry a man she'd never met. To spend her time enjoying the life in the gardens and aiding the poor and sick was better than sharing a bed with a man she didn't care for.

A short time later Anara walked into her older sister's bed chambers and dismissed the half dozen of the maids that were there supposedly helping, but were too busy giggling and yapping. "I swear, between you and Stara I don't know who dallies more." Anara groaned as she closed the door and addressed her older sister who still wasn't ready even though they were expected out front any moment.

"Calm down. I'm almost done." Sara chuckled. Somehow as they grew up Anara had grown into the bossy one. She'd get out of sorts if anything was out of place or the goddess forbid they be late for something.

Sara's long blonde hair was in a ponytail and she was wearing a simple white linen dress that ended about a third of the way down her thin toned thighs. The celebrity press had listed Sara's legs as one of the top 10 in the empire. And though to Anara that was partly to do with her being a princess fact was her sister's face, body and chest were also listed in the top 10 and had been for the past few years. Their dad had nearly blown a gasket the first year Sara had been listed, but by now the king had adjusted to his daughters being considered amongst the empire's most beautiful.

Sara was a few inches taller than her sister Anara and Stara was a few inches shorter that Anara. Sara was slightly above average in height by Earth standards at about 5'10", but extremely well built. The 25 year old was slender and toned with creamy white silky skin. Her eyes were as blue as the sky in summer and her breasts were large firm and round.

"Isn't she ready yet? You'd think it was her day." Sara chuckled as she waved off the last pair of maids assisting her. She'd have her sisters help prepare her now.

It had been a little while since Anara went to find her younger sibling, and since sending the youngster off to her room she'd showered and dressed herself in a full length red gown, the color of a priestess. But the color is where the holiness of the garment ended. The sleeveless dress hung loosely off her shoulders by material that was barely noticeable and had a low cut in the back that exposed her pearly white skin down to the top curves of her shapely ass. Her sister's wasn't the only backside in the family to make the top 10. Her breasts might not be as big, but Anara still had a great body of her own. The front of the dress was just as mature, a deep V nearly down to her bellybutton helped showcase her frontal assets, the material barely wide enough to cover her breasts. Her long blonde hair was braided then twisted into a bun with her jeweled tiara adorning her head. The quartz teardrop pendent hanging from a thin gold chain above her breasts was the only other piece of jewelry she was allowed to wear as one promised to the temple, the Lunara's Tear was her stepmother's that was hers as a priestess before marrying the king. "I just stopped by her room. She's just tying her sandals." Anara answered. Their younger sister was world known for her dislike of shoes. The fact she'd agree to wear sandals for the formal event would have to do.

Sara held a disapproving stare at her sister for a moment, then commented. "Dad will kill you later for wearing something like that in public." Sure Anara looked really beautiful, but she was a princess and to wear such a gown in public would be scandalous. "And there is no way you're going to be able to dance in that without falling out or tripping over it."

Anara smugly gave a little giggle as she quickly untied the sash around her waist. "Got it covered." the middle sister replied as she pulled the bottom part of the gown away to reveal the gown was really knee length and the seam of the two pieces had been hidden by the 3" wide sash. "And." Anara added as she looked at the small gold chain dangling from her left hip that was hidden by the ends of the sash where it was tied on the side above her hip. As her sister spotted the chain Anara flipped over a small portion of the material between her beasts on both sides to show the loops the chain would connect to and ensure her royal modesty should she move the wrong way.

"Nice.But dad's still going to kill you." That dress was way to sexy and revealing for a princess. An actress at a premiere or an awards show could get away with something that showed that much skin, but not a member of the royal household. And definitely not a girl of her age. The press would have a field day.

Anara ignored the comment, she'd handle their father later if need be, just like always. Instead she turned the tables. She saw her sister's intended outfit laid out on the neatly made bed. Their mother's ceremonial golden armor was what Sara was planning to wear. "Seriously?" Anara whined as she pointed to the molded chest plate. "Your boobs are going to be popping out of that. Never mind me." The armor had been specially made for their mother's wedding day when she was young like them, but her bosom wasn't even Anara's D-cup, but was more like a C. The plates were molded to fit their stepmother's body.

"I guess I just need to keep the cameras focused on me instead of you." Sara giggled back. But she wasn't about to let her sister turn things on her She changed her expression to a more serious stare and then added. " And you need to stop sneaking out through the secret tunnels." The palace was old and had several passages and tunnels that the royal family in the past would have used to escape danger. Stories stated that the tunnels were even older than the palace itself. And it seemed Anara knew the network as well as anyone.

Anara's eyes shot open for a moment, then she caught herself. She thought she had been careful not to let anyone know what she was up to. "If I'm going to be a priestess I need to know about the people." She answered hoping the little white lie would cover for her real reasons for sneaking out. With them leading a sheltered life confined to the palace grounds most of the time her saying she was just doing research seemed plausible to her.

"I don't think."

"I'm ready." the musical lilt of Stara interrupted Sara from letting Anara know she knew of her meetings with the Captain of the Guards. And that they weren't just friends. Sara wasn't as innocent herself as she should be, but then her virginity was still intact.



Live feeds from cameras inside the palace's main hall and out side would transmit to every video screen on the planet and out to the colonies the events of the evening. "Thank-you and for you in the colonies that haven't seen me before I'm Nero Gardner for Planet Wide News." A sharp dressed young man with deep blue eyes and shoulder length blond hair stated as she stared into a camera. He was the top news anchor in the capital city and one of a few members of the press with intimate access to the palace. His one on one interviews with the king and other members of the royal family had been ground breaking. The past few kings had seen a swing towards a more liberal social agenda and Nero had built his career on reporting these events by putting a positive eye on them.

Nero smiled into the camera as he described what was about to happen. "Any moment six shuttles from the battle cruisers in orbit will descend to land in the courtyard behind me. As you know members of the royal family rarely travel together. This is to protect them from an attack that would destroy all of them leaving a power void at the top levels of government. One shuttle will carry the king and queen while another will carry the intended for Princess Sara. The other four craft will hold the bride's brothers. Each a commander in the fleet, they will each be on a shuttle from their own ship."

Nero held his hand to his right ear as he got word through his earpiece. He then relayed the information to the viewers at home. "The shuttles will be coming into view soon and the princesses are about to come out of the palace."

The video screens changed to a view inside the main hall to show two guards in ceremonial armor standing just inside the doorway with four more behind the princesses . The throng of people outside cheered as the large double doors opened.

The first two guards led the way out and took positions on either side of the doors ahead of a long string of guards that lined the way to the courtyard. Next to make their way out to the cheering crowd were princesses Anara and Stara walking side by side. Flashes were going off throughout the crowd as pictures were taken of Anara in her sizzling outfit. Stara on the other hand knew better not to try and show up her older sisters. She wore a one shoulder mid thigh toga dress with a golden rope sash and her jeweled tiara and golden bracelets. She had smaller breasts than her sisters and had a bit of envy towards her beautiful siblings, but even if she didn't know it she was getting her share of pictures taken. She was now a young woman coming into her own and people were noticing.

The crowd then went crazy as Princess Sara soon followed. More and more flashes from cameras nearly blinded her as everyone was sure to notice her choice in attire. Wearing her mother's golden armor was a message to all her beloved mother may be gone, but her presence was still in the palace and in her daughter's heart.

Sara proudly walked tall with her ample chest thrust forward. The armor consisted of a breast plate that was molded for her mother's body from neck to waist. There was also the marching back piece, both being worn over the white linen dress she was wearing earlier. The front and back pieces were fastened together with buckles on each shoulder and three more on each side of her body. The golden helmet left her face exposed, but covered the sides of her face and left her ponytail sticking out of the back. The skirt made of golden plates covered her down to mid thigh and her old fashioned warrior's sandals were strapped half way up her calves. She had matching gauntlets that covered her forearms and her father's ceremonial battle sword strapped to her back. But what was getting as much attention as her choice of attire was how her massive chest seemed to be ready to pop free at any moment. Her mother wasn't a small busted woman, in fact she was well built in that area. But Sara was just that much more well endowed. Her double D chest squeezed into a C-cup space and her every step causing undulations in the exposed part of her massive orbs. Sara would have never imagined not wearing her mother's wedding armor for a moment like this, even if her assets were even bigger than DD. If her betrothed had a problem with her bulging out of her top then that was his problem. She was the king's daughter and he better get used to her being her.

As the tailing guards exited the palace the crowds attention was turned to the shuttles now coming into view. What happened next took but mere seconds. In the space of just a few heartbeats the eastern sky was brightly lit by a series of explosions. The crowd gasped in unison as all six shuttles exploded one by one. No one would ever knew who's blew first, but all were dead.

The three princesses were quickly grabbed by the guards and almost carried back into the palace even as the fragments of burning metal rained down just off to the east and the sounds of guns and blasters could be heard in all directions.

As the shocked and frightened girls were ushered back through the double doors and into the palace's main hall they were met with a fire fight between fractions of guards. Bodies littered the floor as a familiar face stood amid the chaos. "GLATTUS!" Sara shouted as she wrestled free of the guards that were pulling her and her sisters along to safety. That small mistake was to forever change the path of Anteran history.

Glattus was a tall and still well built 56 year old man. He stood 6'2" and weighed just over 200 pounds thanks to his daily exercise regime.

As her sisters were dragged kicking and screaming down a side hall, Sara drew her sword and stood ready with a handful of bodyguards as they were quickly cut off from fleeing. "Seize her." Prince Glattus commanded. He was the girl's uncle and the now dead king's younger brother. And he wanted the throne. He saw any negotiations with the rebelling colonies as weakness and treasonous. A situation that needed to be put to an end.

Video monitors throughout the palace were showing the scenes from the stationary cameras. The manned cameras had been abandoned when the fighting started, but the ones that were in certain places were still functioning. The networks were all playing the only scenes of importance at the moment, those from the palace's main hall.

"We have to help her." Anara angrily snapped at one of the guards as she and her sister were forced into the palace library.

"We can't." the guard snapped back. The fight was going on in the hallway as troops loyal to Glattus were fighting their way in from both ends of the hallway.

Meanwhile Stara let out a loud gasp of horror as she turned on the library's video screen and saw the scene unfolding in the main hall. Her sister's guards were dead on the floor and Sara was being held with her wrists out to the sides by two huge muscular guards. "NNOOOOO!" she screamed as their uncle used their father's ceremonial sword to cut the leather straps holding the buckles that connected her chest and back plates of her armor together. Even one as innocent as Stara could sense just what her uncle was doing. And what would happen to her and Anara if they were caught.

At her sister's scream Anara turned her attention away from trying to convince the guards to let her out and turned to see Sara's upper body armor fall to the floor. "By all that's holy, no." she gasped with her sister as Sara's armor skirt soon followed.

"Don't watch." Anara then uttered as she rushed forward to turn her horrified younger sister away from the screen so she wouldn't see what their uncle was going to do next. Anara hugged her young and struggling sister to her and kept her from turning back to the monitor as Sara kicked at Glattus while he next used the sword to slice the front of her linen dress.

Sara continued to angrily kick at her uncle even as other guards behind her ripped the dress from her body. Rape had been used in centuries past as a means of seizing the throne and to Anara that was exactly what her uncle was doing. Where murder and assassination could keep her uncle off the throne, it would be difficult to prove he killed her parents with his powerful allies. And through the centuries the royal family's exemption from being held accountable for other crimes, including rape, had never been taken off the books. Three men who's paintings lined the main stairway had taken the throne in the same manor.

As Glattus walked behind Sara, Anara knew she had to do whatever she could to get Stara to safety. Sara's DD breasts topped with one inch diameter light brown areola swayed and bounced as she tried to fight off her fate. The guards twisted her arms and forced her to bend at the waist as her uncle walked around behind her. "I'll kill him." Stara angrily grunted as Anara watched with equal anger at her uncle dropping his pants to expose his 8 inch hard instrument of seizing power. Then he violently rip Sara's panties off her.

Anara had tears running down her cheeks, not just from watching her older sister being publicly raped, but also because she had never heard hatred and venom in her younger sister's voice. Stara had always been a loving spirit. Animal or human, it didn't matter. She loved all.

As the sounds of fighting showed the library position would be lost before help could arrive, Anara held her tight hold on Stara and walked her over to the fireplace. The audio was turned off as Anara saw Sara's head shoot up and she screamed as her uncle held her hips and pulled her back as he thrust his hips forward.

Anara steamed inside as her uncle took Sara's virginity and her rights to the throne. The older sister's huge breasts rocked beneath her as her virgin blood ran down her thighs and to drip onto the marble floor. Anara pushed in the secret brick and gave a deep sigh as the fireplace slid to the side exposing a secret passage.

"RUN!" she screamed at her sister before tossing her into the passage. Anara took one look back at Sara's rape being broadcast live throughout the empire and turned to get her younger sister out of there. "Bastard." she angrily grunted as her uncle was hunched over Sara's back, his hands holding a firm grip on her breasts and using them to pull her back against him. Anara knew what needed to be done now and she would fulfill her duty and do her best to keep Glattus off the throne, that would be the best way she could avenge her father and her sister's honor.

"We have to help." Stara protested even as the passage closed behind Anara.

Anara put on a brave face and took control. She knew what needed to be done. For their safety she and Stara needed to get out of the palace until loyal forces could regain control. They needed to get to someplace safe and just standing in the passage wouldn't do it. Especially where her uncle knew of this passage as well as anyone. "We are helping." Anara stated as she took her little sister's shoulders and spun her around. "We have to get out of here and make sure what Sara's going through isn't for nothing. We have to keep Glattus off the throne."

"But.." Stara whined as her sister pushed her along.

"No buts.Go." Anara stated in a commanding tone as she half pushed Stara through the passage as it twisted and turned on the way underground and removing the cumbersome lower part of her gown to make running a bit easier. Branches led off to the sides, but Anara wanted to take the straight course and get to the relative safety of the temples. She figured even her uncle wouldn't smear the sanctity of the holy place. It was plain to see the man was intent on raping his way into power, but he would have to do so quickly. He didn't have the power to let this take too long, loyal forces would take control and now that this was started he needed to see this through. Anara swore to herself his death would be slow and painful for this.

As they fled Anara could hear fighting in some of the side passages and knew her uncle had also sent forces into the tunnels. Time was of the essence and both girls stopped dead in their tracks when they heard blaster and gun fire in front of them. "Damn him." Anara grunted realizing her uncle had anticipated them fleeing to the temple.

Having to think quickly Anara grabbed her younger sister's hand and dragged her back up the tunnel to a passage off to the right after pulling down a torch to open the secret passage. The torches that lined the tunnels had been changed to electric centuries before and each had it's own battery back-up for just this reason. The royals could flee without having to be worried about the lights being turned off to slow them down. "Where are we going?" Stara whined. She didn't know the tunnels as well as her sister. She liked spending her time in the garden with the animals while Anara was the explorer of the girls.

"Grandfather's lab is this way." Their grandfather, like a few of their ancestors, was a brilliant man. His theories for space warping were still being studied by the most brilliant scientists in the empire.

"How did you find this one?" Stara asked as the two of them ran down the new passage.

"I just did..That's all." Anara replied trying her best not to answer that question. That was a topic she didn't want to reveal, especially to her younger and innocent sister.

As the girls reached the end of the tunnel they came to a set of stone stairs. Anara led the way up to a wall blocking the way, unscrewing the light bulbs in the torches along the way . She unscrewed the last light bulb then slid a small flat piece of metal on the wall to the side and looked through the small holes it revealed.

"What are.?"

"SSSHHHH."

When Anara was sure the coast was clear she reached to the side, finding the familiar brick and pushed it in. "How do you ?"

"SSSHHH." Anara hushed her younger sister as she cautiously stepped through the opening as the blocking wall slid to the side and out of the way. Noticing her D-cup breasts had become exposed during their running she covered them again before looking out into the room again. When seeing no one she grabbed her very confused younger sister's hand and quickly led the youngster through a short series of chambers, one of them with a not so old mattress sitting oddly in a far darkened corner.

Anara wanted to stay quiet. The building the lab was us was closed, but was still kept under guard since it contained so much sensitive materials. And she didn't know just which side those guards were on.

Stara knew exactly where she was when Anara pulled her into the lab. She had been there before when she was younger, but had come in from the other side. Off to the side was the tarp covered test space ship her grandfather had built, but not tested, just before he died of a heart attack.

"Stay here." Anara ordered her sister, leaving her in the middle of the room, before tip toeing up to a window to look out. The lab was just outside the palace walls and a few blocks from the temple and she wanted to see if they should risk a mad dash. But as she gazed out she could see the fighting in the streets in all directions.

"Crap!" Anara gasped as she quickly ducked just before an energy blast from a blaster shattered the window. As she sat wide eyed in shock on the floor she realized something important while brushing the small fragments of shattered glass off herself. Her uncle wouldn't kill her or her sisters directly, but accidents do happen. And a stray blaster shot was a very plausible event given the current situation. Then again marrying them off to allies could gain him more power and wealth.

Stara dropped to her knees as the window shattered and quickly crawled to her sister. The two frightened princesses cling to each other as the fighting outside grew closer. They were on the third floor of the three story building and from the sounds the guards outside were fighting for their lives probably not knowing the two princesses were even inside. "What do we do now?" Stara whimpered. Her sister was always the one she looked up to when she was scared as a child.

Anara had been her younger sister's protector for years. They may be only a few years apart, but Anara had been very mature for her young years. Stara would climb into her bed when the monster under the bed terrified her or when lightning flashed across the skies. Anara would hold Stara's hand where ever they went as small children, always keeping the younger princess near and safe.

Anara heard the blasters outside stop, that didn't bode well. As she heard the pounding on the front doors start she thought quickly. Then she eyed the tarp covered small space ship. It had been designed to hold a test dummy, but a test dummy that was as close to human as possible. The ship had atmospheric controls and all the other things a person would need for a short trip. The idea was the sensors in the dummy would see how a person would react to the stresses warping space might have on a living person.

They had low warp speed travel now, that meaning they could travel faster than light speed to the colonies around nearby stars. The trip would last weeks, but if the technology in the test ship worked that time could be cut to seconds. The galaxy would become their back yard and intergalactic travel would also soon be possible, if it worked. The scientists were still trying to go over her grandfather's calculations.

As they heard the front doors crash in Anara knew it was time for a leap of faith. She jumped to her feet and dragged her sister with her over to the ship. "What are you doing?" Stara whined as Anara ripped the tarp away from the ship that according to what she had learned was ready for launch when their grandfather died. The five foot diameter fifteen foot long cylindrical craft had a cone shaped nose more reminiscent of early space ships and was fully fueled.

"Get in." Anara ordered as she pushed the button on the side of the ship to open the cockpit. A cockpit built for just one.

"NO.Your next in line." Stara whined. She may be scared out of her mind, but she knew her duty. With the rape of Sara and the death of her father and brothers, Anara was the queen to be. It was up to her to protect her older sister now. "You have to go."

Arana winced. She didn't want to confess to her younger sister, but events dictated it. She didn't have time for an argument as she heard the doors on the first floor break in. Troops would be up the stairs quickly. The stone walls and steel door would slow them down, but not for long. She had to get Stara into the ship. "No Stara.You are the one to be protected.I can no longer pass the purity test." The mattress she had rushed her sister past had been the spot for her sexual adventures every few days for over a year now.

Stara looked confused. It took a moment for the words to register then her eyes shot open wide in shock. "What?....What?.....No, you couldn't.Dad would have him killed."

"Get in the ship." Anara said insistently. Troops could be heard quickly walking up the stairs.

Stara just looked with shock and confusion at her older sister. She wondered who would dare do such a thing with a royal princess. Then she saw in her memories the way Anara would look at Captain Gesport, the Captain of the Guards. She also now noticed how the captain would do his best not to smile or stare when seeing Anara. "Dad would have sent him to the front" Stara gasped.

"Never mind that now..We don't have the time." Anara growled as she lost her patience. The treasonous guards were climbing the stairs, probably to secure the test ship and the technical data in the lab.

"I want to know." Stara whine as to Anara's relief she climbed into the cockpit. The cockpit was a small cramped space in a small shuttle. The shuttle would launch into orbit and join with the warp fording craft already in space. The course and actions were already programmed and all Anara would have to do is activate the program. If she could get access to the control computer.

Anara pulled the chain holding her pendant over her head and put around her sister's neck. "Take my tear of Lunara. She will protect you." she said hoping the stories of Lunara would comfort her little sister, and herself. She had doubts about sending her sister off in an untested space ship, but saw no other way to keep the crown from her uncle. Her uncle's troops were taking over the tunnels and she was sure it was they who were now claiming the building. If Stara stayed she be facing the same fate Sara had just faced. And Anara was sure she was going to be raped soon as well. But at least she had the satisfaction of denying her uncle her virgin blood. Her rape would be a waste of his time. And protecting Stara would now be in the hands of the goddess.

As the pounding on the steel doors began Anara rushed over to the control consol and threw the tarp off. The whole set up was made to be portable so the ship could be taken to a secluded place for launch. The roof was retractable to allow a crane to remove the equipment for the move. Anara hoped the controls would allow the launch through that opening.

As the canopy closed over her younger sister Anara glance at her to see the quarts stone in her Lunara tear drop giving off a faint glow. "But how will I get home?" the younger sister whined just before the canopy sealed her in.

"I'll send a ship after you." Anara answered as she tried password after password to gain access to the launch controls. She had already tried her grandmother's name, her grandfather's pets and her father's name. As she looked up to see her younger sister fasten the lap belt a grin came to her face. Her step-mother had told the story of how when Stara was born the priestesses had told their grandfather she was destined for greatness. Something not unusual for royal child, but the way they said made it seem different.

"WHAT WILL I EAT?" Stara screamed so her sister would hear her through the closed canopy. And what about a bathroom? Thoughts filled the young girl's mind as she watched her sister's fingers type on the keyboard.

"LIVE FIRST." was all Anara could think to say as the launch controls came up on the screen. The plan was to have ships going out into deep space following a straight line. But no one would be waiting out there for Stara. Anara knew she needed to find a way out and get word to a loyal general to send a fast cruiser after her sister, a trip that could take days. Yet Anara could see no other course at the moment to preserve the throne for her younger sister. Then again the small test craft was to dock with it's other half in orbit where the ships of her father and brothers were most likely located at the moment. Maybe one of them could intercept Stara before she was sent on a long journey.

Stara winced with tears streaking her cheeks. She didn't ever remember being this frightened, not even as a child. Her attention then fell on the faint glowing of the pendent. Stories of the stones glowing were thought to be just legends. But by the legends it meant Lunara was watching over her now. She fastened the shoulder harnesses as the rocket started to turn it's nose upwards.

The roof slid back as the ship turned upwards. Anara took a deep breath as the timer started it's countdown at ten. As the countdown hit eight Anara heard the door start to give and took off running through the rooms she and her sister had entered through. She needed to get away from her uncle's soldiers, but more importantly the fireball that would be created as the rocket launched. The fireball wouldn't be as big as with earlier rockets, but it would still be big enough to cause a lot of damage in a confined space of a stone building.

The building was an old three story warehouse that more recently used the first two floors as barracks for the guards at the palace. That was part of the reason the former king had chosen this place for his lab. It made of stone and wouldn't burn, but the few items left inside would. Anara counted down in her head as she neared the secret passage. Four.Three..Anara stopped dead in her tracks as the wall hiding the secret passage started to slide to the left. The whole building shook violently as her countdown reached zero. Anara spotted her mattress off to the side and dove for it just as the soldiers rushed in. She rolled the mattress on top of herself just as the fireball invaded the room.

Anara cringed both from the heat and the screams of the guards as they were seared by the fireball. After a few moments Anara threw the burning mattress off herself and jumped to her feet. Soldiers lay on the floor dead and dying, all severely burned.

Anara cried as she made a dash for the tunnel only to see her path blocked by more soldiers, very angry looking soldiers. She quickly turned around to flee for the front door only to see even more angry faces.




Moments later Prince Glattus waved the officers with him away as another soldier rushed into the throne room looking like he had something important to convey. The 56 year old man sat on the throne wearing his dress uniform with a chest full of ribbons and medals. It had been a long tradition in their family for the men to serve in the military and he was no exception having risen to the rank of general with control over a quarter of the space fleet.

The young soldier ran up in front of the throne and dropped to one knee and bowed his head. "My Lord..Princess Anara has been captured.But it seems Princess Stara has eluded capture for the moment."

"What do you mean.Eluded capture?" Glattus snarled. Stara was a true little princess, afraid of almost everything. An extremely timid girl. How could she elude highly trained soldiers?

"They launched the test craft with her inside My Lord." the fearful young soldier replied without looking up. The young man had drawn the short straw to have to make this report. Delivering bad news to a man like Lord Glattus was never a good thing.

Glattus leaned forward in his seat as he pondered for a moment. He had heard something over the gun fire going on outside, the test ship launching would explain that. The test ship had a preprogrammed course into deep space, if it joined with it's other part in orbit. Princess Stara might have eluded the soldiers for now, but she'd be captured soon enough. She had nowhere else to go. She was trapped even if she didn't know it yet. "Have her intercepted before she can dock with the other half." he calmly stated.

To Glattus he was just fulfilling his duty to the people and wanted no ill will towards his nieces. Raping them was just a stepping stone he needed to tread upon on his way to the throne, if a none royal were to do the deed they'd face the death penalty. His brother's policies threatened to destabilize the whole structure of the government that had held the empire together for generations. His brother's willingness to make concessions to the rebels was borderline treason. Killing his brother and his nephews so he could end what he saw was the destruction of the empire wasn't his desire, but his duty. And as such his nieces could not remain pure.

"The battles still rage for control of the fleet. No one was in position. She is already gone." the young soldier commented as he trembled. This was risky business. If they were stopped they would all face death, even General Glattus.

Lord Glattus took a deep breath and let it out slowly to calm himself. He stood from the throne as he thought for a moment. The ships in orbit all had power struggles going on as his troops wrestled control away and rounded up soldiers that were still loyal to the old king. "The Black Scarl will be arriving shortly. Have Captain Ericson follow the course and return my niece to us." he stated as his attention was drawn to the video screen hanging on the wall to his left showing the mayhem in the streets. The video screen was on without the sound as his friends in control of the media were already at work putting a spin in his favor on the events of the day. How the assassinations were the work of the rebels. And how his rape of his niece was his duty because in a time of crisis a strong leader was needed and his nieces were not up to the job. And how the preservation of the empire required him to rape his other two nieces as well and that it was the duty of every citizen to aid in his efforts.

"Yes My Lord." the young soldier replied and hastily tried to exit before the prince and general blew his stack. The image on the screen showed Princess Anara being led through the streets on her way back to the palace. Her red sash was tied to her right wrist and her dress was tied to her left. Her bared D-cup breast bounced wildly as she tried to pull her arms free of the guards dragging her back to her uncle by her clothing. And her skimpy red lace panties that left most of her pearly white tight backside exposed were not very regal, or holy where she was intended for the temple. No one but her knew she had intended to meet her lover later that evening and the sexy underwear was a little surprise for him. A little surprise one of her more trusted chamber maids had to purchase for her. For a princess even to be seen in a store that would sell such sexy wear would be scandalous.

"WHO GAVE THEM PERMISSION TO DO THIS?" the very red face man screamed as the young soldier slipped out of the room. Him raping Sara was a necessity, to prove to all her virtue was gone. And he was the only one who could do such a thing and not be prosecuted. In turn he would rape his other two nieces as well, leaving them unable under law to wear the crown. That would place himself on the throne. But no one gave permission for his niece to be publicly humiliated needlessly. His 20 year old niece was being dragged through the streets wearing nothing but a tiny pair of underwear, her tiara which looked ready to fall off and her red shoes.

Glattus looked about to find he was alone in the throne room, his me knowing better than to be around when his temper showed. His eyes then went back to the video and his anger grew as the guards dragging Princess Anara back to the palace were shot down. He recognized the soldier rushing forward to place his dress uniform jacket around the nearly naked girl as the Captain of the Guard. And someone else that would need to be eliminated, but he was another tricky one. His muscular physique and chiseled face made him a darling to the young women of the empire. His face seemed to be on the cover of women's magazines almost as much as Princess Sara's picture was on the covers of various other magazines.

As his niece was rushed through the crowd and into hiding, Glarrus gritted his teeth. With his two nieces free he couldn't claim the throne just yet. If they couldn't be brought to him soon he could be forced to wait until the two moons align. At that time if neither his two nieces that were thought still to be pure didn't make their claim in the palace courtyard the crown would still be his. But waiting wasn't what he wanted. Waiting would delay the full implementation of his plans.




"Everything will be okay. We'll fix this." Gaius said as he held Anara in a tight warm hug. The young princess sobbed uncontrollably into the chest of her 6'4" lover, finally able to release her emotions after her family had been destroyed.

"How?" Anara whimpered then sniffed a few times, thankful to be in the safety of Gaius' strong arms. Even if the feeling of safety was an illusion and might only be for a short time, his warm embrace felt wondrous. "Dad, Hero, Nero, Giff and Marin are all dead." Anara sadly said listing her father and four older brothers. "And with Sara being ruined.. And us.." Anara started to cry even harder with the realization that what she had thought harmless at the time now was helping her uncle. Her falling in love and giving him the gift of her virtue had left Stara as the only way to stop their uncle. Sweet, innocent, young Stara was now the hope for peace.

"We have a ship on it's way to bring Stara home. In days loyal forces will take control of the fleet. Your uncle has power and reach, but not enough as long as we keep you and Stara away from him." the captain replied as he hugged his beloved even tighter. Hidden away in an old section of the capital city's sewers they would be hard to locate, but they couldn't stay long. He had to get Anara out of the city and hide her somewhere safe.

Anara knew that everything now had to be for Stara. If Glattus got his hands on her his taking the crown would be unstoppable. But Anara knew a way to make his taste of victory a bit bitter should he succeed. "We have planning to do." she said in a determined tone. If she and her sisters couldn't wear the crown then she'd make sure her cousins, Glattus' daughters, couldn't either. And their downfall would be made public as well, it would need to be. Her uncle was setting the rules for the game and Anara would play by his rules.



T'nel waited with Mae in the conference room, sitting at opposite ends of the long table. The senior staff would be there in moments to go over the situation, a situation that wasn't good. Main power was out as was warp jump capabilities and even the sub-light engines were damaged. Several metal alloy beams that made up the ship's structure had snapped under the strain of the desperate maneuvers. They had managed to get enough of a burst out of the engines to bring the ship to a slow drift before they broke down, but the really worrisome news was the main body of the ship that had attacked them had been sent tumbling through the wormhole behind them. And they had also managed to slow their severely damaged ship as well, meaning some of the beasts had survived . On the other hand, the good news was if they were delayed for a few days a ship would be sent along the course they were to be traveling to search for them.

"So Zeus and the others are useless?" Mae whined. She never would have thought it possible, but it seemed that with the loss of the engines the gods lost their locale power source. They were still stronger than humans, but couldn't teleport or make use of their powers. They did however save the ship by holding it together before that happened.

Mae could see strain on her blue friend's face, she had just destroyed the ship that was to be the pride of the fleet. The empress' personal transport would need to be destroyed. "They'll get their powers back as soon as the engines are back on line.I on the other hand will find my next command is a garbage scow."

As if on cue the officers started filing in as T'nel sulked at the head of the table with the end of her career. But before the first of the officers reached her seat the alarm sounded along with a call over the intercom of "Captain to the bridge.Captain to the bridge..Warp tunnel opening to port..All hands battle stations."

Mae didn't have to ask what was happening as she followed T'nel as she ran out behind the others, scattering in different directions. The ship was in no condition for a fight. If this was one of the other swarm ships they stood little chance.

Mae followed T'nel onto the dimly lit and still a bit smoky bridge. As T'nel took her seat and sat down with a curious expression Mae sat at the work station she had sat at before. "Prepare to launch fighters." T'nel stated as she stared intently at her computer screen. With main power out so was the main viewing screen at the front of the room . Also out were long range scanners, long range communications, weapons, shields and almost everything that would be useful.

A sigh of relief came from just about everyone as the primitive ship came through the wormhole on a course almost parallel to theirs. Mae actually saw a slight smile on T'nel's face as she hit a button on her armrest and said "Secure from battle stations. Department heads return to the conference room."

Mae looked at the computer screen near her, at the strange looking craft seemingly also adrift. A central part reminiscent of an old Apollo rocket, but smaller. And a large ring attached to it by eight spokes. "What about the ship?" Mae innocently asked as T'nel was walking for the door, already off her seat and leaving.

T'nel stopped and turned to Mae. Her young friend obviously didn't know the rules. "The ship is of too primitive design. We cannot contaminate the culture that sent it out." T'nel replied. She could tell just by looking it was a test craft. A ship that small and fragile looking wasn't meant for deep space travel.

"Picking up life signs of one Ma'am." The science officer reported, concern in her voice as she spoke. And deep concern was on her face as she turned and added "Detecting cracks in the ship's structure. The ship is going to fall apart soon."

"Regulations state"

"The High Command going to fire you twice?" The science officer asked with a bit of an attitude. And as someone that had been in a similar situation in her younger days she could feel for the lone occupant. To die alone in the cold wastes of space was not a way to die.

"We are in trouble ourselves." T'nel groaned back. She wanted to help, but the regulations against contamination forbade it.

"Whoever it is will die if you don't." Mae whined. Mae was wondering if she had misjudged T'nel. How could someone be so cold?

"We don't even have a tractor beam."

"The fighters do." the science officer smugly stated. "Two fighters could separate the main capsule part from the warp generator coils, then drag the capsule into the landing bay."

T'nel looked around the bridge at the faces that said they should help, but regulations wouldn't allow it. Then the helmswoman grinned and said "The ship has visual recording devices. They have images of us already..And someone's going to come looking and it's not like we can just leave."

"So much for no contamination." Mae commented.

T'nel paused a few moments, then took a deep breath and nodded. "Fine.Let the log state this is my responsibility and decision.Bring the ship aboard.But I want whoever that is kept in isolation.No information that could be used is to be conveyed. And while your at it, launch a few more fighters and destroy what's left of that ship after you take what useful scans you can get." The video recorders were the salvation of whoever was on the primitive vessel, but regulations still mandated restricted contamination.

"Yes ma'am." the science officer stated as T'nel turned to leave.

"Forget the garbage scow.I'll be stationed at a sewage plant." T'nel grumbled. She was screwed before. Now she was really screwed.




Princess Sara lay naked and sobbing on her bed, her uncle's cum had stopped oozing from her sore vagina. Drying blood and cum stuck to her inner thighs as she cried over the loss of her family and her position. Her uncle hadn't just done what was necessary to keep her off the throne, but had gone as far as to humiliate her by groping her and finishing the deed by cumming inside her, the images of his cum leaking from her as he pulled out after finishing were broadcast throughout the empire to show her unworthiness to wear the crown.

Thoughts of revenge filled the young blonde's head. Glattus had no sons, just three daughters. Three unmarried daughters around Stara's and Anara's age. To Sara the best revenge would be to do to them what her uncle had done to her. Although she was a virgin until moments before the 25 year old princess wasn't naïve. If she had the chance she'd have one of her handmaidens get a sex toy from one of the sex shops in town and use it on her cousins. A really big sex toy, the biggest one she could get Sara thought as she sat up and looked out her open window at the night sky full of stars and the lights of the skyscrapers off in the distance. Taking their virginities would leave them unable to wear the crown without a husband, and would make them unable to marry a man of breeding. Her uncle would be forced to place them in the temple where they would live a chaste life to save his honor. And because who her step mother was she would automatically be given rank, rank over her cousins to continue their torment. Her uncle thanks to a combat injury could have no more children and would have no grandchildren and no one to take the throne after him. After she killed him. With her place in line lost she had nothing much to loose now.

Sara stood up and walked into her bathroom. She couldn't stay in the palace, but getting out wasn't going to be easy. Her room was one of the few in the palace without a known secret passage, but Anara's room had one. Sara glanced at her door that she knew two big guards were standing watch outside. Somehow she had to get to Anara's room which was next to her own. Of all the passages Sara knew of the one in Anara's room wasn't well known, it met up with the tunnel network through a secret connection like the one to the building with grandfather's lab. It was also how the younger princess was sneaking off to met her lover.

Sara then looked at her video monitor hanging on the wall across from her bed. At this time of night family shows should be on, but the coverage of what had been happening all evening had been played and replayed. Her rape had been showed over a dozen times as was Anara's rescue. And Sara preyed for little Stara when the news speculated that she was on the test ship as it launched. And if Stara was on that ship she knew Anara would now find a way to send someone after her. Anara was a strong willed and bright young girl, even if she had shown bad judgment by getting involved with the Captain of the Guards. And to make matters worse, Anara's poor judgment meant Stara was the only one left to keep the throne from Glattus. Well, maybe not she thought. Byt her grandfather was an only child meaning the Senate would have to reach out to distant cousins to fill the void.

Sara sighed as she closed the bathroom door. She'd shower and dress, then find a way out. As long as she stayed in he uncle's clutches she could be used to get her sisters . Her sisters were both free for the moment and the longer they stayed free the less chance her uncle had in seceding in his plot.

Moments later she emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body and her wet blonde tresses draping down her back and on her shoulders. The blonde bombshell walked over to her dresser and opened the top drawer to pull out a clean pair of cotton panties then a matching bra, if she were captured and stripped again it just wouldn't do for a girl in her position to have mismatched undergarments.

A short time later a figure dressed in black slacks over a black long sleeve body suit stood on the darkened balcony of Sara's room. She had a black scarf covering her head to hide her blonde hair that was now braided into a ponytail hanging down her back and some of her jewels in her pockets. She first looked down to see know one was watching, then carefully stepped up on the concrete railing. She had to be extremely careful in this next part of her plan. The athletic shoes on her feet would limit the noise, but it was a good 7 or 8 feet over to her sister's balcony. Then there were the planters with flowers along the railing. Sara had to jump between them so the guards wouldn't hear them fall and investigate.

"One.two..three.." Sara quietly whispered as she steadied herself for the jump. This wasn't the first time she was making this jump, her father had grounded her nearly an entire summer when she was 12 and was caught making the jump. With a couple of her brothers near her own age she had a tendency to be a bit of a tomboy in her younger days. On three she leapt with all her strength. All the time spent in the palace gym seemed very useful now she thought as her left foot touched the other railing first and her momentum carried her over onto the balcony where she took a few steps before stopping. "Thank the goddess." She whispered, not just because she made the jump but because with the press covering the event her sister had had the guards remove the furniture she usually had on her balcony. The table and chairs would have made a racquet had she crashed into them. Sara thanked the goddess she had a clean landing area.

Sara again looked down at the patrolling guards making sure she hadn't been seen or heard, then quickly entered her sister's dark room. By just the light of the two moon and the stars she quickly made her way first towards her sister's closet and tripped. "Damn it." she grunted a little too loudly as she stumbled over one of the stuffed animals laying on the floor.

Sara froze in place and listened. Her gaze was on the light shining under the door out into the hallway. When no shadow appeared under the door she figured the guards hadn't heard her and being a little more careful made her way to the closet.

Sara grabbed Anara's hooded woolen cloak. It wasn't a cool night, but Sara needed something to hide her identity as she made her way to the safety of the temple. Not even her uncle she figured would violate the holy place. Not with the whole empire watching now. And no one would notice a woman in a cloak these days as they had become all the rage lately.

The princess donned the cloak leaving it open in the front for now, then went to a place along the wall near her sister's desk and ran her fingers under the chair rail. None of the guards, except the captain, knew of this passage. Nor did their parents or their damn uncle. Anara had accidentally found it as a young teen, she had been studying at her desk and in her boredom had noticed a slight difference in the wood that made the chair rail and investigated. Sometimes a curious nature is a good thing Sara thought as she squeezed the right spot.

Princess Sara watched the door again as the panel right below her hand swung open into the dark passage making a soft squeak. With this passage unknown there were no electric lights ever installed. Sara silently moved across the room to her sister's bed and nightstand. Sara opened the drawer in the nightstand and felt around in the dark until she found a long cylindrical plastic object.

Sara grabbed the flashlight her sister used when she would sneak out and snuck back over to the passage. Sara got down on her hands and knees and crawled into the hole in the wall and let out a big sigh as the door closed behind her. Only then did Princess Sara notice the switch was where her fingers were. Odd place she thought to have the switch near the end. Sara thinking nothing more of it flipped the switch and jumped as the damn thing buzzed loudly and vibrated in her hand.

"AAArrrr Damn.OWWW." In her shock Sara dropped the device and wacked her head as she jumped a little. The first few feet of the passage was low and she was going to need to crawl that first few feet before standing up into a crouch as the floor sloped down. Sara was now in panic mode as she searched around in the dark to find the thing. "Damn you Anara." she grumbled as she quickly found and then disabled the sex toy.

Sara held her breath as she heard her sister's door open and then saw light around the edges of the opening for the passage. "I thought I heard something too." a man's voice said as Sara could hear them moving quickly around the bedroom.

Another guard then answered "Maybe we should check on Princess Sara."

Sara knew just who the third one was as he added "Yeah, I got me a good feel of those breasts as we dragged her up here and threw her into her room."

Sara would like to cut the bastards hands off if she got the chance as she heard one of the others advise. Just don't let the general hear you talk like that or he'll have your head. He's just doing his duty to preserve the empire." It took four of them to wrestle her up the stairs and get her into her room. One holding and squeezing her tits the whole way while another held her feet. A third man held her wrists after she tried to scratch their eyes out and the forth held her around the waist and constantly commented about how nice her ass was and how nicely her carpet was trimmed.

After the lights went out and the door closed Sara hastily stood into a hunched position and used her hands to feel the walls as she made her way down the tunnel. There was no time to waste now. If the creeps did go to check on her the alarm would be sounded and the search would be on. The guards would be back in her sister's room if they put 2 and 2 together to search for a passage. And the path to the temple might be blocked by guards looking for her now. The tunnels were only lightly patrolled with the emphasis instead placed on the entrances and exits outside the palace grounds.

"Damn it Anara.If we get out of this I swear I will...Stupid dildo instead of a flashlight." Princess Sara grumbled as she made her way down the dark passage she had only been in twice before. At least there were no stairs she thought as her hands followed the contours of the cold stone walls.

Upon reaching the end Sara reached up over her head to find an old piece of chain dangling. Princess Sara grinned as she first listened. No sounds or light from the rear, no sounds in the tunnel on the other side of the door. Sara pulled hard on the chain and poked her head out into the main tunnel after the door opened.

The sudden exposure to the light in the main tunnel caused some discomfort and Sara squinted for a moment. Sara listened, hearing guards in both directions. Sensing they were moving away she stepped into the main tunnel. Her first idea would have been to go through the building that housed her grandfather's lab, but now she doubted that plan. Getting to the temple also now seemed like a bad idea. Sara knew her best option now was to get out of the city entirely. The temple in nearby Shoman City would be another good place to seek refuge, and with luck she could be there well before sun up.

Princess Sara headed left down the tunnel towards the temple and out of the palace grounds. She quietly made her way listening for voices and footsteps. "Your not the only one who knows of the long lost passages." she said to her sister Anara as if she were there. Sara knew of another she learned of as a child. It led to a place near the rail yard, but as far as she knew only she and her father knew of this one. The problem with this plan was that the entrance to that passage was several hundred feet away and she didn't quite remember exactly where or how to access it.

Sara gasped as she heard voices from behind sounding as if they were getting closer. She moved more quickly through the tunnel until she came to about the right area. There were no markings to go by, only her memory. It had been years since her father had played with her in the tunnels, at least 15 of them. But this had to be the right area Sara thought as she frantically pushed on bricks trying to find ones that would move.

Sara started to panic as the voices got closer. She had found a handful of bricks that she could push in, but the passage still remained closed. She knew she had the right spot by the fact some of the bricks moved, but that wasn't going to help her if the doorway wouldn't open.

"How far can she get?" an approaching male voice asked in almost a bored tone.

Yeah, those guys upstairs are really screwed for letting her get away." the other chuckled.

"They'll be sent to the front for sure." the first one laughed back just as Sara pushed in two bricks at the same time and found the right combination. "What was that?" he then asked as the scraping noise of a portion of the wall swinging open into the passage.

Sara took off running in terror into the dark tunnel as the two patrolling guards came around the turn a hundred feet or so away and yelled "HOLD IT RIGHT THERE."

Sara ran as fast as she could and whimpered as the door closed behind her. The good news being the guards would have to figure out how to open the doorway, or go get a sledgehammer or something to knock down the wall. Both would give her time. The bad news was that like the tunnel from Anara's bedroom this one wasn't lit.

As Sara felt her way along the walls of the 3 foot wide and 6 foot tall passage she wondered what the original purpose of these passages were. The passages here like in several other places on the planet were vast and there before anyone could remember. The mechanisms that controlled the doors were made of a strange metal alloy the science community still hadn't leaned to replicate. Speculation was they were built by the first ones, some of whose bones are displayed in the museums. Or they might had been built by the Sky Demons for some unknown reason.

Sara jumped with a quick gasp as she felt something brush over her hand. "Just great, bugs." she mumbled as she cringed and a shiver ran through her body. Then she noticed voices.

"Yeah, dumb blonde whore decided she didn't want to have sex tonight." one of them said as she moved down the passage towards them The round of laughter after the man's comment gave Sara the impression there were maybe 6 to 10 of them.

"I take it you showed her who's master of the house?" another laughingly asked.

"Nah..Later when I get home..I'll let her cool off, then I'll make her prove how sorry she is." the first man answered.

Sara didn't want to know what he meant by showing she was sorry. In the movies it could mean anything from cooking him his favorite dinner to letting him use her in some perverted manner. The way he said it though insinuated it was more towards the latter end of the spectrum. Sara gasped in fear as she heard banging up the passage behind her. Her time was running out as she reached the end of the passage. She would prefer to wait until the men on the other side of the secret passage were gone, but by the banging behind her she figured guards would be coming down behind her way too soon.

Princess Sara took a deep breath and mumbled "Here goes nothing." as she reached up to search for the chain that would trigger the door.

"Wha the?!" Six men said in unison as they jumped back when the wall behind them started to move. Some of them had been coming here for several years for comradery and making plans for their side business, standing around a metal barrel with a warm fire inside. Even with a state of emergency in effect they were still out, over the years they had paid enough in bribes to not be hassled even on a night like this. They would standing under a bridge that ran over the river next to the rail yard and converse on the topics of the day. But this day was very different and they had to be very careful. With a coup under way you had no way of telling which sides the troops combing the streets were on. But then being peasants as it were the troops seemed to pretty much leave them alone. And the soldiers on the bridge above had been bought and paid for too many times to count.

Sara held her cloak closed and put up the hood to try and hide her identity. Her face was on the cover of dozens of magazines and she had been on several talk shows. Many just this week to say how excited she was about getting married and how it would help bring about the peace. Actually she hated the idea and thought she was being treated like a piece of meat, but being a princess comes with a cost. One being love mattered not.

"Excuse me." Sara softly said as she stepped out into the fire light and turned to the left towards a set of stairs leading up to the street above, her intentions being to just walk away and not let anyone know who she was.

Then again Chad Smithe was an educated man, the most educated of the six. His family had some money being the owners of an inn on the edge of the city. He had made it through a private school and was fairly well read and if it weren't for the caste system he could be a lot more respected but the system would only allow him to climb the ladder one or two steps above that of his father. The owner of a slightly better hotel in the heart of the city would be about a far as the rules would allow him to go. The 62 year old had five kids and 12 grandkids arched his eyebrows at the sight of a cloaked woman and took just a moment to think it over. The only explanation being whoever she was she was trying not to be seen. She had to be in hiding. This could work out awesomely if his friends were smart enough to follow his lead. "There are soldiers at the top of the stairs." he stated first because there really were soldiers, but secondly and more importantly to judge her reaction.

Chad held his laughter in check as the woman froze mid step and looked up at the bridge over her head. She couldn't risk that the soldiers overhead were loyal or not. She could hear gun fire in the distance and knew the situation still hadn't been resolved. The soldiers on the bridge could be on either side, she had no way of knowing. "Is there another way?" Sara asked softly without turning to face the men.

Chad had an ear to ear smile as his buddies stood wondering if he had gone crazy. Getting involved with something that was none of their business at a time like this could get them all killed. But he now knew whoever she was she was in hiding and he sensed desperation in her voice. Princess Stara was thought to be in space and princess Anara had been rescued. Princess Sara was being held in the palace. He doubted it was one of the older two because Princess Anara would most likely be being guarded very closely by loyalists. On the other hand if the stories of Princess Stara were a rouse then this could be her, but she seemed a bit tall from what he knew.

Chad grinned, It had to be Princess Stara or Princess Sara in his mind. He signaled the others to kneel as he did. He hung his head down and said "We are at your service princess." He turned his head to see the horrified expressions on the other men's faces and gave then a raised eyebrow look that said just go with it.

Princess Sara sighed deeply. She needed help and she knew it. The young woman lowered the hood on her cloak to show her face and turned around to the kneeling men. "You gentlemen have another way?"

Another way that was going to give them a good night and a boatload of cash Chad thought. Prince Glattus would pay a hefty reward for the return of his niece, but there were others who would pay even more. There is always another way your highness..For a price." Chad replied. The play would be they would be risking their lives to help her, and they were.

"I will make it worth your efforts if you can get me to the temple in Shoman City." Princess Sara softly said. The back of her mind was telling her to run, but the other part of her brain was telling her she needed their help. This was the poorest section of the city and they would know their way around better than she. And how was she to know the soldiers on the bridge above were actually loyalists.

"We can get you to Shoman City. Put your hood back on and follow us. Don't speak, if we run into soldiers let us do the talking." Chad had to put a lot of effort to keep from busting out laughing at her naive nature. Sure they'd get her to Shoman City, just like they had sent hundreds of others over the years. In a city of millions, one or two young girls going missing a month wasn't that big a deal. And the money they got was good, but the money they'd get for Princess Sara would ensure them all a happy retirement.




The claxon was blearing and red lights were flashing everywhere as Mae followed T'nel as she raced behind 4 big male security guards running towards the crew quarters. When Sh'zar, a first year crew member just out of school, hadn't shown up for duty and didn't inform her superior that she wouldn't be at her station an officer was sent to her quarters. What happened next now had the ship on high alert.

The officer had used her security password to open the door to find Sh'zar and one of her three roommates being held down by dozens of vicious small creatures. Ga'mal, the officer, was jumped on and dragged inside. A crew member up the hall hit the alarm.

Mae had her power suit on, T'nel was taking a risk by wearing her blasters. The Olympians were being escorted by heavily armed guards to the shuttle bay. With The Swarm on the disabled ship the only safe place T'nel could think of for them was on a shuttle and off the ship. Without powers they would be helpless and of no use in a fight. And T'nel had a feeling it was the Olympians that were the real targets and it was her duty to protect them at all cost. Even without their powers the gods had powerful life forces and extremely long life expectancies. They were the flame and The Swarm were the insects hungry for a feast.

The security guards took up positions behind Mae and T'nel, two blocking the hallway in each direction. Mae held her glowing sword at the ready and T'nel had a blaster pistol in each hand. As the doors opened T'nel blasted the creatures that lunged at them as Mae charged in, sword a blur.

The security guards fired into the room from the sides and in just moments most of the creatures were dead while a few managed to make a hasty escape into the ventilation system. T'nel gritted her teeth in anger as she hit the intercom button on the wall. "This is Commander T'nel. Shut off all ventilation and flood with Floritrine gas." The green gas would eat any living tissue. The gas was normally used to kill contaminates, but was also used to kill vermin. Any of the creatures in the ductwork would die a painful death. "Everyone is to arm themselves. All crew is to travel in groups of no less than three. I want this ship searched top to bottom." T'nel hit the button to shut off the intercom hard. It was clear she was pissed. Pissed at The Swarm and pissed at herself for not anticipating some of them could have gotten on board.

Mae arched her eyebrows behind her mask. A few of the creatures had managed to grab hold of her before being killed, and in just that short time her suit's power reserves had been depleted 12%.

T'nel took a deep breath and let it out. She looked down at the three barely conscious crew members on the floor and looked out into the hall. "Get them to sick bay." She didn't need a doctor to know what happened behind the closed door. The three of them were now pregnant with a litter of the beasts.

T'nel felt this day was just getting worse and worse. A crippled ship, guests she had to protect, the damaged enemy ship had managed to get a subspace transmission off before it was destroyed, they had a human looking female in sick bay being evaluated and now there were who knew how many of the savage creatures on her ship. If the high command could find an assignment lower than a sewage plant T'nel was sure that job would soon be hers, if they lived long enough.

"What about them?" Mae asked as she used the tip of her sword to poke one of the dead creatures.

T'nel nodded as she thought for just a moment. To her knowledge no one had any technical data on the creatures. Scans and dissection could provide a lot of information on them. And maybe something that could help defeat them. T'nel turned to one of the security guards and grunted "Get these bodies to the medical lab." The ship wasn't built for scientific research or exploration, thus it had little in the way of laboratory space. The medical facilities would have to fill the void in researching these creatures.





"In here." Chad ushered Princess Sara into the walkout basement of one of the other men's home. With most vehicle traffic barred from the roads most people were staying home. Road blocks were all over the city searching anyone on the move and those on the move had better have a good reason for being out. And now it was obvious they weren't just looking for Princess Anara.

The row house could be from any of a dozen American cities on Earth. This basemen though not finished had a sitting area. A tattered couch, two worn but comfy chairs, an old coffee table and a pair of scratched up end tables with table lamps were at each end of the sofa sat on a carpet remnant. A video screen, that was off at the moment, sat on an old looking wooden table in the corner.

"Thank-you." Sara whispered as she stepped in and the door was closed. The trip wasn't far, the house was in view of the bridge and the fire barrel. They had snuck along the stone wall along the river, then climbed over the wall when they reached a lower area. Avoiding soldiers patrolling the rail yard they crossed the tracks sneaking between and under the cars. Finally they snuck up on the backside of a row house built on a hill.

Chad and the others pulled down the shades on the few windows to hide their prize and get the girl prepped for her future. As Sara lowered her hood now that they were inside one of the men went to the phone on the end table next to the sofa.

"Now let's talk about the reward." Marcus Tinker said now that they were in a private setting. This was his home, fortunately given the events of the day, his wife and kids were out of town visiting his mother in-law.

"Of course." the princess innocently answered as she reached into the pockets of her pants to pull out her jewelry and Chad behind her gave Marcus a mean stare for trying to go too fast. Sara held out two fistfuls of gold and gems saying "Get me to safety and they are yours."

"We have a passenger for tonight." The man on the phone said. "We're thinking level six." he added a few seconds later. Then held the phone away from his ear as the man on the other end yelled a string of obscenities.

"I don't mean to say we don't like your jewelry, but if we try to sell them we'll all end up in jail, or sentenced to the coliseum." Chad informed Princess Sara. A convict was lucky to get jail time only. Those convicted of severe crimes were usually sentenced to a number and type of appearances in the coliseum. Violent offenders could get sentenced to fight armed gladiators or even wild animals.

Sara wondered how to repay them as she put her things back in her pockets. "If you give me your names I will see you are properly rewarded for your help later then." Win or lose, with her families assets she'd see they were paid.

The man on the phone hung up and announced "He'll be here just after midnight."

"Who will be here?" the nervous princess asked. The less people who knew where she was at the moment, the better.

"Your ride Princess..We have a friend who brings the morning papers out to the surrounding towns..We'll hide you in the back of his truck to get you past the road blocks and patrols." Chad replied while holding back his joy. Level six meant six zeros would be in their payout. Most of their sales only garnered four zeros and they've sent a few daughters of higher class families for five, but Princess Sara was the biggest risk and should pay the highest reward.

"Your going to be here for a little while your Highness. My I take your cloak?" One of the men said stepping up behind her. Caesar Augustine was one of the younger members of their little group. He was the charmer of the group. Tall, handsome, 27 years old with a chiseled body and extremely bright. He could put the most nervous girl at ease with just his smile. On a bet he once charmed the panties off a magistrates daughter. He won the money and the 18 year olds virginity. And the family was to embarrassed to file charges when they found out the girl had given herself to someone of such a low caste.

It was warm inside and it did look like she'd need to stay for sometime until her ride showed up. Princess Sara turned her head to see his warming smile and agreed as she slipped off the heavy garment. As the men took in the view of her body in the skin tight body suit she asked "Can you give me a paper with your names and addresses so later you can be paid?" She still had no idea where these men were leading her.

Caesar's mouth hung open for a moment as he stepped back with her cloak. The slacks she was wearing over the body suit weren't tight but still did little to disguise her backside curves. Her 38DDD chest was complimented by her 23 inch waist and 36 inch hips. And her tight round ass was just begging to be violated. They had seen the rape by her uncle on the video earlier, and had seen it replayed several times. But her uncle had only penetrated her twat. Her mouth and ass were still presumably unused. And if this went well that would soon all change. Well, at least her mouth. If her ass turned out to be virgin there would be a bonus payment coming. And no matter how much he'd like to hear her scream, business was business.

"Now about your names.."

"I'm sorry princess.But if we give you that and your captured then we'll all be dead." Chad flatly stated. The next few moments would indicate just how the rest of the evening would go. She was desperate and unknowingly in a section of the city controlled by loyalists. The idea was to get what they could from her without pushing her into thinking going back to her uncle was better. To Chad that meant fucking her pretty little ass was out, at least to start with. But if she wasn't going to be tied up and gagged then her mouth and tits would need to be open for business. But he too knew business was business and if one of them wanted her ass he'd have to pay the bonus money to the group out of his share.

"Then how amm.III..?" Sara paused her question as the men encircled her and closed in. The looks in their eyes told her she made a big mistake trusting them.

"I think we can come to an agreement." Chad answered with a lecherous grin. They had taken and shipped out a few girls from the higher castes, but a princess always seemed way out of reach. Now one falls into their laps and they weren't about to let her get away. They'd either trick her into thinking she had a choice or they would tie her down and play with her that way until her ride came.

Sara put her hands up in front of her and moved then from side to side as she turned around with a stern expression. "I thank you for your help, but I think I will make my own way out of the city." She then tried to stare them down as she took a step towards the door.

Chad was the one blocking her way and put his hands up as if giving up as he stepped to the side. And as she tried to step by he asked "Hey Jason, how loud do you think we'll have to yell to let some of those soldiers out on the streets know where she is?"

"Wha?" Sara gasped at the threat and stopped dead in her tracks.

Her fear was added to as the 5'10 inch well built 32 year old to her right laughingly answered. If they don't hear right away all we'll have to do is follow her and keep yelling until they come.

Sara was speechless. These men would hand her over to the soldiers devoted to her uncle's treasonous plans? Chad saw the shock in her eyes and made the pitch. "We will get our reward one way or the other you see. Either we get a cash reward for turning you in or we get rewarded in a more personal way by you."

Sara's jaw dropped at the implication. These peasants wanted sex with her? A princess of the highest house? Sara wasn't a naïve as her position would dictate, she knew what they were saying. She wasn't as innocent as everyone thought either. For years now the royal doctor had been the only man she was allowed to be alone with, and his examinations included long thorough breast exams and the testing of her gag reflexes with his special tongue depressor. After the first few times she knew he was doing something he shouldn't, but being holed up in the palace and not even able to date Sara had no other release for her desires and longing for knowledge. There was only so much she could pry out of the younger maids. It was also why she wasn't overly upset to find out about Anara. If they weren't princesses they each would have had plenty of bed mates by now. But she was still a princess and these men were peasants, below even the interest of a doctor's or lawyer's daughter never mind a young woman of her position. Maybe an old royal would lower herself in such a way if it was in secret, but never a woman that was young and beautiful like she was.

Sara though after her initial shock realized she had to put her own self interests aside. Her main reason for escaping the palace and getting away from her uncle was to protect young Stara. She had already been publicly humiliated and ruined and Anara had given away her innocence. Of the three of them only Stara could claim the crown. And now it was not her choice, but her duty to do what ever it took to ensue her sister's reign. Sara held back tears as she bowed her head in defeat and humbly asked "What is it you have in mind?"





"She's suffered serious brain damage and some internal damage from the sudden acceleration. Her body was not able to withstand the forces put upon her. The ship's inertial damping system was not set high enough to protect her fully. She will be unconscious for a few days while we heal her injuries." The tall blue woman informed T'nel.

"Can you tell where she is from?" T'nel asked. They had a reading on her course and could trace it backwards. But that would just give the direction of where her warp jump began, not her world of origin.

"She's human." the doctor informed Commander T'nel and her young Earther guest. Stara lay unconscious and naked under a sheet on one of the beds along a wall in the medical bay. Above her on an eight foot long monitor was a thermal image along with various scanning data. The girl had been stripped and cleaned up after her ordeal. Her untrained body had let loose all her bodily functions and the contents of her stomach on the rough ride. She had been covered in the foul smelling substances and her clothing had been saturated. Her bracelets and tiara sat on a small table at the head of the bed.

"You mean she's like a human." Mae said for clarification. After all, how could a human be on a primitive warp ship in another galaxy? Mae was in her street clothes once more having turned off her power suit and with Zeus and the other gods off the ship she had also forgone the mask.

"No, I mean she is human. Her genetic make up is Earth human to 99.997%. And that is not all." The doctor pressed some buttons on a consol beside her and the images on the screen over Stara changed to show a deer. "On our scans while we were in orbit around Earth and from before we have a large collection of data on Earth's animal and plant populations. We found small hairs from this animal on her clothing before we launched them out an airlock. We also found traces of plant and animal DNA from life on over a dozen worlds." the doc explained.

"A deer from Earth in another galaxy?" Mae whined. This was all very confusing to her. First a girl from Earth, then the fact she's been near a deer from Earth along with life from a lot of other places. Mae was finding it all very strange.

T'nel sighed as she thought over the findings. She them looked over her shoulder at a pair of the dead beasts on another table with scanner images of them displayed above. "Have you learned anything?"

The doctor seemed to get generally excited the captain asked. "Oh yes." The nearly giddy blue woman gushed. "Their bodies seem to be a combination of genetically replicated technology. The metal in their bones is formed by altering the materials they consume.Very interesting.But we've only started our investigation. We will know more in a few days after we have dissected a few of them."

"Ewww." Mae groaned. Images of cut open frogs and other critters flashed through her mind as she remembered science class in junior high. She always hated that part of the class.

T'nel didn't seem to enjoy the imagery in her mind either as she replied. "Just make sure none of them remain when our guest awakens."

"Of course Ma'am, but that is not all." the doctor replied as she turned back to Stara. The doctor pointed to the teardrop shaped piece of stone attached to a thin gold chain sitting on the girl's chest just above where the sheet over her ended. Normally with an O'tean patient no sheet would be required, but the doctor had worked on off worlders before and where most wore clothing they would prefer their modesty be protected in a situation such as this.

The doctor moved her right hand to a few inches away from the stone and it began to glow. "Oddly with her laying on her back the item does not fall off to the side. Scans show it to be nothing more than ordinary rock.But as you see."

"Interesting." T'nel replied. The blue commander cocked her head to one side as she wondered what the stone was and how it glowed.

"Interesting indeed." The doctor added as she moved to touch the stone and was rewarded with a small electric shock, it was expected as she had tested the rock a few times prior and been shocked every time, as had everyone else. "I even tried using insulated gloves and was shocked right through them." the doctor chuckled. To the doctor this was quite amusing.

To T'nel though it was a question on whether the thing was a threat or not. She then looked at Mae quizzically before asking "Your human, care to try?" Maybe what ever was the power behind the pendant was biologically set to a specific species.

Mae thought for a moment, the shock the doctor received didn't seem to have that much behind it. She shrugged and stepped close to the exam table saying "Why not." Mae slowly moved her hand towards the stone and snapped it back with a giggle as she too was given a little shock.

To T'nel that ruled out it being species specific, then it could also be genetically set for just this individual. But that brought more questions to her head. The technology of her ship wasn't anywhere near the level needed to produce something like this that was species specific never mind for an individual.

"Suit engage." Mae said almost chuckling. Her power suit was more than capable of handling a little zap.

As Mae's spower suit covered her body T'nel thought about what the doctor had mentioned. How the stone had shocked her through a rubber glove. As Mae reached in T'nel voiced her concern. "I don't think that's.."

"AEERRGGAA" T'nel's statement of caution was too slow as Mae was sent flying across the room by a powerful jolt of electricity. Mae smashed into the exam table holding The Swarm bodies fell to the floor, eyes half rolled back in her head and a dazed expression on her face. The jolt had been targeted only at her and was powerful enough to overload Mae's power suit, shutting it down.

"Is she okay?" T'nel asked the doctor as she knelt down to check out their guest. At least the alarms hadn't gone off from detection of the strong power discharge T'nel thought. With main power out so seemingly was the automated alarm system.

"Maybe we should just wait 'til she wakes up and ask her." Mae chuckled as the doctor gave her a once over, looking into her slightly glazed eyes.

T'nel wasn't laughing though. Not only did the stone shock Mae even harder, it seemed to T'nel that it understood the protective nature of a power suit and overrode it. Overrode it with just enough power to overload the suit and disable it, but not seriously hurt Mae.




Tears streaked Princess Sara's cheeks. She lay on her back with her head hanging off one end of the creaking wooden coffee table while the men took turns abusing her body. A thick bath towel had been spread over the coffee table so the princess' sweaty body wouldn't stick. Chad having already filled her throat sat off to the side getting hard again as Marcus stood astride the stupid princess, holding her sweat slicked DD tits together and thrusting his throbbing 8" hard-on between them. The 6'2" heavy set 36 year old roughly mauled the princess' big chest, taking out his frustrations at having to serve the ruling classes and never being able to get ahead. Sara gave a delightful squeak when Marcus pinched her erect nipples. The one inch diameter light brown circles that they all had tasted topped two of the nicest tits any of them had ever seen.

Chad watched knowing they had plenty of time to enjoy the naïve princess over and over until her ride came for her. They'd stop a short time before and allow her to clean up before sending her away, and the secret tapes they were making would be used as an insurance policy should she ever somehow find her way back home. They had been in the business of enslaving beautiful women for years and none had managed to come back yet, but then there was a first time for everything and Princess Sara was the biggest prize to ever fall into their laps. The power of the royal family could be a danger should they not be prepared. The royal family wasn't all powerful, but they were damn close. And even if legal means didn't work the royal family had agents that would see the royals got their way.

Caesar Augustine on the other hand was on his knees with his arms wrapped around the young woman's toned thighs. Her feet dangled over his shoulders and bounced with each punishing thrust. The 6'1" 26 year old was in great physical shape and was enjoying taking down such a high class piece of ass. He had rough fucked a few whores in his day, but had to pay extra for the pleasure. Getting to fuck the brains out of a princess and one of the most beautiful young woman in the empire was more than a dream come true.

Jason Carpenter knelt at the other end of the table holding a firm grip of the blonde's head. "See, I told you a princess is no better than a street whore. Just listen to her gag." The 32 year old chuckled as he rammed his full 10" cock down her throat and would hold it there as her arms flailed. He was enjoying taunting her by informing her that she may be of high station but she couldn't satisfy a man as well as a lowly whore.

Sara wretched and coughed as Jason vacated her throat again. In her mind she'd find out who these men were and severely punish them for this insult. She would have to do so without anyone learning why she was angry with them though. There would be no trial. There would be no prison. They would simply vanish. When one insults a high house one gets severely punished when caught. She had already started the plans in her head. Use her charms to win the favor of a few guards and they would do whatever she asked without question. They wouldn't dare speak a word of the indiscretion for fear of what would happen to them and instead do as she told them to do. It had been the way things were done since the first days when the Sky Demons brought them to this world.

Sara winced as she felt the man in her twat stiffen and hold himself balls deep inside her. As she felt his warm discharge she played to the goddess she wouldn't end up pregnant. It was bad enough her own uncle had publicly raped her, but if she were to become pregnant and not be able definitively name the father it would be about as low as it could get. As the man, she hadn't managed to learn all their names, became the third to cum inside her extremely sore vagina she wanted to just crawl away and hide in some dark corner. But she knew her nightmare wasn't about to end too soon. With his cumming they had all cum at least once. In her twat, in her mouth, on her tits and on her face with some getting into her hair. She had made a deal for them to use her body so they would get her out of town and they were taking full advantage of the situation. She kept telling herself she was enduring this humiliation for Stara. And when this was all over she'd have an investigation into just who these men were. How hard could it be to find the first one when he lives in sight of the tracks and where the secret tunnel is located.

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