Lost Empire 78
Lost Empire 78
Sex Story Author: | pars001 |
Sex Story Excerpt: | I am sorry that, I haven't been to visit you, so much has been going on. You know," Derrick said |
Sex Story Category: | Alien |
Sex Story Tags: | Alien, Science-Fiction, Violence |
0001 – Tempro
0003 – Conner- Thomas
0097 – Ace – Zimmel
0098 – Lucy
0101 – Shelby (mother ship)
0125 – Lars
0130 – Gillese
0200 – Ellen
0250 – Tendra
0301 – Rodrick
0403 – Johnathon
0778 – Jan
0798 – Celeste – Shelby (human)
0805 – Toran
0808 – Radella
0881 – Handrax
0908 – Tara – Mara
1000 – Sherry
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Ungrown – unnumbered
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0100 – Derry (father ship)
Rescued from Tendraxians
so far
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4 on Shelby 2 in re-gen
8 on Lucy
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Known and OR numbered
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0501 – Thaddeus
???? – Lena
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missing – 0667 – Marco
0999 – Zan – still lost
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Kimison and Rayburn were still a little rattled, they had already started in on the commander’s orders. The thing is they were both certain that the man was suspicious. Both men looked over several projects that were laying on a nearby table.
“So, you think he has any idea what we’re working on?” Kimison asked.
Rayburn was looking back and forth between the table and Kimison. “Hell, I have no idea. Then again, the man was always far more observant than we thought. Not sure I want to test just how much he can suss out either.”
Kimison shivered a moment then nodded his agreement “I have to agree with you. Not really wanting to see him as pissed at us as he was before. I am sure he can find as competent scientists as us quite easily.”
A shimmering appeared next to the two men as Tempro appeared. “I find that statement to be highly unlikely. I am sure that the Emperor is under a lot of stress. I am also certain, that anything the both of you can do to alleviate that stress will garner his thanks and reward.”
Both men could only to stare at the holo-gram. “You really have no idea as to the who he really is. We served with him through the horror of war. A bloody, messy, confusing as hell war. One that at times, it seemed we were doing nothing to advance.” Kimison said.
“There were times that we felt we had been abandoned. Times when we thought there was no way we were getting out alive. The commander pulled us from the jaws of hell more times than we care to recall. We are loyal to him to a fault, the man is still military, therefore he still thinks with that mentality.” Rayburn continued.
“With us not following what he has ordered us to do, his military mind might think we are disobeying orders. We have to show a damn good reason for not doing exactly as he ordered.” Kimison explained.
“So, the improvements and the new machines you have started, is your working toward that end?” A surprised Tempro asked. To which both men nodded. “Then it would be acceptable if I was to lend my services to aid you?”
Wide grins broke out on both men’s faces as they were both vigorously nodding their agreement.
“Hello?” A familiar voice sounded from the speakers.
“Ah! Derry, no, we haven’t forgotten about you. Tempro is he ready to evacuate to space?” Kimison asked as he looked over the readings.
“Yes primes, I am reading forty percent regen of the body. Sixty percent of cerebral activity. Derry, I am about to evacuate you to space.” Tempro said.
“I am ready, I am anxious to begin serving the Emperor.” Derry said.
“Open bay one,” Kimison said as they all watched what was finished of the ship move out. “I’m sorry that you won’t be able to join the fleet for several days. You have to complete your regen before that is possible. Well, that and we have to make sure your personality matrix is functioning properly.”
“I concur, I do not wish to fail in my duty to the emperor.” Derry answered.
Both Rayburn and Kimison looked at each other, this they hoped was true. This was their first attempt making a personality, especially one as complex as the commander.
Shiloh and Grant appeared before Hartwell. “You called us sir?” Shiloh said as they both snapped off a salute.
Hartwell turned to smile at both men. “Yes, it appears that the both of you have been reassigned. Also,” there was a shimmering beside both men as the hologram of Derrick appeared.
“I regret that I am unable to be there to do this in person. Vice Admiral Gunter Shiloh, step forward.” Derrick said as both men could only stare at Derrick. Looking at Grant, Shiloh shrugged then moved forward to Hartwell. “For meritorious service and aid with the other empire business, I hereby promote you to admiral.”
Hartwell pinned a fourth star on Gunter who could only stare with his mouth hanging open. Hartwell shook his hand then whispered, ” close your mouth Gunter it might attract flies.” Gunter nodded closing his mouth saluted, then stepped back.
Derrick turned toward Grant, “Lower Rear Admiral Richard Grant, step forward.” Grant advanced to Hartwell with a slight smile. “For meritorious service and aid with the other empire business, I hereby promote you to Upper Rear Admiral.”
Hartwell smiled as he pinned a second star on Grant. “Welcome to my world the both of you.” Hartwell saluted then stepped back.
“As I stated I regret not being there to do this personally. With the threat of the Cregons upon both empires I am afraid that I am still trying to hammer out details. The both of you go to the empire planet. You”, Derrick said as he turned toward Shiloh, “have a family that is awaiting you. You,” here he turned to Grant, “need time off.”
“Sir?” Shiloh questioned.
“Both of you along with Jimison have been on duty for the last few months. Jimison, is engaged in more ways than one. He has an avenue to release all of his pent-up frustration. The both of you do not at the moment, though you Shiloh—?” Derrick started when there was the sound of small running feet.
“Mister nice man?” Derrick heard the voice of a small girl.
“In here,” Derrick shouted then heard the small feet divert, heading in his direction. A moment later Shelly Shiloh burst into the room followed closely by her mother, Empress Shelby and Mary.
Shelly ran to Derrick throwing her arms around him. “Hide me!” Shelly whispered to Derrick. “They want me to take a nap. I’m not even tired!”
A wide grin came to Derrick’s face as he felt almost all the tension drain from his body.
“Ah Miss Shelly, it is always so good to have you visit.
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