Headquarters of the Galactic Confederation
The lunar year 2435
Defendant's Witness: Kassandra Meloras
Origin: Terran abducted in Earth year 2020.
Planet Earth
By Karol
It was the craziest trip I had ever taken.
Once a boyfriend had mixed cocaine in my drink without me knowing it. It was an explosive mix.
I had envisioned minimizing the unpleasant effects of cocaine like excessive sweating, throbbing, headaches, tremors and damn anxiety. Okay, I really enjoyed a cigarette and that's it. Needless to say, the courtship lasted very little. It was the same feeling. Slowness of thought and movement.
Good night fulminating cinderella. Thank goodness I was still not throwing up. The whole place around me still seemed to spin.
- Is there no one else here with you? - I asked some time when I woke up again.
Kalael stared at me for a long time and in silence.
Hell! Where I was? I tried to sit up and my eyes widened, noticing the scarred cut on my arm. I wore nothing but the shirt and panties. I even struggled to keep my expression aloof.
That alien had seen me practically naked. I can swear that a smug smile lit up his face.
- The rest of the crew is entitled to a rest. Anyway, the freighter where you were ... It was a big old ship orbiting a planet and hurriedly abandoned. - The explanation still didn't make any sense to me.
God! My head was spinning dizzily. My stomach still rumbled, warning me that I hadn't eaten in a long time. Damn it! I still had dried blood marks on my body after being attacked by that animal.
It wasn't like asking for a bath like that, was it?
-I ... - the words choked in my throat. - I wanted clothes. And wash me.
It was a very simple request. Perhaps it was still the effect of drugs. He sighed indecisively. I stopped looking at that green and strong alien very tired.
- Right. I need to remember that your body does not accept the same dose of medication that we use. - The comment was paused. - I can help with that. If you really want, I can help you with the bath. You were probably doped by the Gargoyles aboard the freighter. It may help to metabolize the drug in your blood.
How does it help?
Again the very disturbing thought came to my mind.
He had taken off almost all of my clothes. I had had enough time to see and touch me. What part of my body was still a secret to him? There was an oily substance all over my body that bothered me and that was enough. I remembered the hands that passed the cream over my body with the bowels turning.
I could die for a bath. I just wanted to wash. He nodded reluctantly, looking around and sighed and all I could do was bow my head in agreement. I think we were in a room, or what should be a room. I saw Kalael leave the room and enter through the side door and I stood there alone. I had probably missed out on a meal and a shower. I noticed that he was coming back and the noise of water was like a dream. I tried to get up and my head spun again.
- Can you at least stand?
I saw Kalael very seriously and perhaps with the appearance of displeasure taking off his shirt and pants. He was dressed only in what looked like boxer briefs. It was definitely a breathtaking male specimen. There were muscles that could have been sculpted in the cold, green skin with minimal perfection.
-Please! - managed to groan in a tremendous effort. Considering that I was totally high, it didn't make much difference if my blood boiled.
Wow!! It was not my impression that he had a large size. He just came over and gently took off my shirt and stopped curious with the bra.
Beautiful, wonderful and strong.
His touch was icy on my skin. And absolutely indifferent, almost professional. I sighed miserably. Not on another planet! It had to be a plague. A wonderful god, half-naked and me there. Standing, dizzy and praying not to throw up. His fingers trembling and light went to my underwear.
Ah, if it was really a dream I would be wearing black lace panties. And certainly a matching bra.
He stopped in surprise and swallowed. It seemed that any place far from there was better. And yet I didn't care. He could easily die from a bath.
-You'll have to take ... - He stopped again quietly. The golden eyes gave the sensation of burning.
What is he like?
The thought came to my mind a little embarrassed.
-The panties? Please, just water. - I groaned closing my eyes to the cold look.
I felt like never before the hands that slid down my legs, pulling on the tiny clothes I still wore and I didn't even complain about the bra. The lingerie tightened and choked. He took me in his arms and walked with me to the same door as before. Was it a bathtub? Of course, I was delusional by then. Perhaps it was COVID's first symptoms after all.
Fever. And it must have been very high. You could die easily like that. I realized vaguely with my head full of pumpkins being seated next to him. The tiredness was back. And it was perhaps the beginning of a crisis of hypoglycemia. I relaxed in the warm, pleasant water with my eyes closed and too aware of the hands that were running around my body and washing off the rest of dried blood. The hands massaged my head in firm, delicate movements.
Strong and steady hands. I don't even know how, but I managed to fall asleep again. At the very least, he must be dying. Naked and in the arms of a stranger from another world. Even so, I relaxed my muscles, and slowly started to nestle with my exhausted body. I woke up scared without knowing where I was and what had happened.
I was generally severe at eating times and avoided skipping any meal. My dietary routine included fiber and protein. So I avoided crises, not having to resort to foods like soft drinks or sugar-sweetened juice to increase the blood glucose level. It gave me weakness, I started to sweat and sometimes lost consciousness. Just how I felt now.
-I brought you some food. - The Greek god's voice caught my attention again. - The automatic doctor evaluated the blood glucose levels and they were not good. Damn it! The malaise was still enormous. I shook my head in resignation, watching the tray of different foods. God! What was that? I couldn't say I wasn't hungry and refuse! Curse! Doesn't look like an appetizer! And I don't even want to know what that is! The appearance was not even the best, but the growling stomach helped a lot.
I ate in a hurry and choked too conscious that I did at least, but one day I didn't eat anything.
-Try to chew! You'll end up feeling sick. Again. - He grunted what looked like a bad word.
As I chewed and looked at him sheepishly, my face started to burn with embarrassment. Then, that delicious bath and the hands that rubbed me very carefully hadn't been a dream, was it? Could you be ashamed of yourself? Had I really been naked in what looked like a bathtub with an alien?
Shit! Did I really shower with him? I'm going to die of shame! I could apologize. You should apologize! My eyes met his as if the unfortunate man could read my thoughts. The diabolical facial expression was amusing.
I do not believe. How can you think about it with all this calmness? Just apologize and pretend for God's sake that nothing happened and that he is not beautiful to kill!
-I feel ...- the words choked.
His smile came across as serious and overwhelming. I was drowning in the sexy eyes that stare at me.
It felt like a warm caress that could make someone lose their breath. He coughed and cleared his throat suddenly tense.
-Just forget. As soon as I finish eating I will summon the crew. The computer warned of the presence of other ships in the quadrant.
And? It was clear that there were going to be ships, right? It was like a highway. There had to be ships in space. Wasn't that how it worked? Kalael shook his head patiently.
-The problem, Catty is that they don't have the Confederation emblem. And that usually means problems.
An event during the K'Aldriants Invasion
Planet Earth - year: 2025
By Zorack
-That's a damn maze! - Angel exploded all the frustration felt and with enviable coldness.
It was really my personal hell. The green eyes were daggers that could shoot me. And the rest of the night after my biggest disaster in life only added to the bad mood I was trying to control.
This thought and others plagued a certain captain after he had relied on the ability to overcome obstacles and enjoy the pleasures that his mate waved.
I ruminated endless plagues after a night of sitting and sleeping without looking at the closed bathroom door and unable to imagine how to remedy a terrible disaster.
The sensation of orgasm had evaporated so quickly when the sated body rolled on its side and what I never imagined. First, I had seen the bloodstains on the bed and my eyes went to the girl who cowered and hugged her knees with her back to me.
I would have preferred insults or slaps. saw her mouth closing furiously at myself Angel getting up in pain and with the dignity of the oldest of Igneous as pulled the sheet and rolled the attractive body taking the dress without saying a word.
Words? What words could explain your behavior? Not even with the females who sold pleasures ... The most impossible scenario was unquestionable. Angel was nothing more than a 160-year-old Edriana and an adult because of their sense of time, only there on that miserable planet she had the mind of any teenager. Worse, she acted like one of them.
The girl as usual liked to play with dangerous things and without considering the consequences. She had been taken in by the provocations. Her fury had no limits at the insults of what he was sure was an experienced female who just wanted to be more flattered.
Any discussion would be welcome to break that unnerving coldness. The muffled sound of crying had punished him all night. Naturally, I blamed myself. hoped the girl had found pleasure in my arms. And all had achieved was to show how much could be hurt in her feelings. I had still tried to block her passage in the hope of redeeming my mistakes and nothing had prepared me for the expression of coldness and hurt. In the morning and after a sleepless night, I had seen the door open, noticed the marked, swollen, and red eyes and yet Angel had not let me try to explain.
The return to the air ducts. I reached out uselessly to help the girl up, sighing heavily when she declined nonchalantly.
It wasn't just a damn maze. There were several tunnels that looked dead end and huge. It was terribly hot and stuffy. had forgotten that she was not part of the Spartackus crew. had also incorporated the most tyrannical dictators into that torture, imposing a tiring march.
- Hurry up! It won't be long ... It would be much faster if you let me help and ...
Angel did not look at me and remained silent. It was a childish attitude and she knew it. Only to pretend that nothing had happened ... Her emotions were a disaster and it wasn't just her aching body.
-Really. It is a high climb. Come on, let me ...
For the first time, I experienced remorse and did not like it.
-That's what you said. Let me see ... an hour ago? - she was impatient and putting together pieces of an annoying puzzle. She remained even more disgusted: You said there would be an invasion. It's a goddamn virus from what I understand. I want answers! I want to go home!
I stopped, taking a deep breath. Explanations ?! It could only be a joke. Okay, had been a goddamn wretch believing that Angel was experienced in those matters of sex. With all his sudden misfortune, he no longer doubted that Angel had been a virgin before and was his biggest hell.
-Angel, if you're in pain, we can stop and ...
No answer!
-I can try to communicate with Max on the bridge so they can find us. Maybe some rest and ...
She didn't even pay attention.
- I want to go back! come back home! - Angel shouted in revolt, refusing to give in to the misery of her feelings.
-Come back?! You can't go back! Honey, if you knew what K'Aldriants would do to you ...
Green eyes could shoot me.
-And what do you think will happen? An invasion? Gimme a break. You invaded my planet and kidnapped me. And if it weren't enough ...
She fell silent again in stubborn silence, swallowing tears, causing me to swear in anger.
Ah, what was going to happen?
They knew many details about how the planet had been destroyed by memory banks. It was also no secret for anyone. A pandemic ... It had destroyed the planet. However, many valuable records were lost. The Essassani extermination had left several gaps unanswered.
- What do you want to know? - I displayed the most tranquil of expressions in a deceptive calm.
-This virus ... this virus is not from here. What do you mean the Earth was destroyed? I thought Édrin ...
- Édrin survived the attack by invaders. It is not so different in the history of your planet. - he replied unhappily.
Angel stopped walking and grabbed her arm resolutely.
-You are not telling everything ... You refer to my present ... to my time as your past. I'm not that disconnected! Who are you? How did they get here? You will take me home!
I shook my head, knowing that this discussion was not going to come to a halt before explained. Or worse ... before the air supply over there. Lightning a thousand times! She had decided to complicate everything. And it was all my fault. Since when was it so messy? Usually women did not complain about my caresses in bed. There was a little creature that made me forget all of that.
Resigned, crossed the arms.
-What exactly do you want to know? asked even more calmly. - It won't be long before the air here in these tunnels ends.
Angel stared at me not sure what to ask. In fact, many questions crossed her mind. Only the priority was ... her eyes fixed on my touching arm and she took a deep breath away as far as could.
- What time are you from? - she risked begging for a miracle.
Her thoughts were more tumultuous. Fault. Shame. Of course, I should have reacted right away avoiding all that. Only before ... Ah, before those small, loving, and delicate hands brought out moans of pleasure. And suddenly it was over.
I wasn't going to answer that it was just ...
-23rd century. Perhaps because of the notion of time they know. Or 24. - cut her thoughts drastically.- I already explained to you that I am ...
-The captain of a ship. And Spike also spoke of a Confederation. - Angel sighed unhappily.
- Have pity. You are already 160 years old to stay here acting like a child. - I pleaded, armed with infinite patience. - I really thought you were more experienced in these sex things ... You let me believe you were. But why the hell ...?
160 years? Only? Angel's eyes widened in shock. She had only lost 154 years. At least she wasn't going to have to worry about wrinkles or arthrosis. It was a bad joke. She sighed miserably and in pain.
-And these viruses out there ...- she chose her words carefully. There was no way I was going to talk about what had happened or accept excuses. - Did you say they created in laboratories?
I took a deep breathtaking defensive position.
- It was ... it was just a system failure at the beginning. Any firewall should have detected it. - recalled the evolution of humanity with sarcasm. - It didn't happen. Everything got out of hand. Imagine the world you know ... Imagine everything suddenly stops ... No signal, no communication, absolutely nothing. The city ships were without power, water ... everything was missing. Foods. Angel, we need to talk ...
-We're talking! - was Angel's final sentence.
Angel swallowed. She was already sure could go crazy without her cell phone. Maybe she was surviving heroically offline twenty-four hours. Not that social networks were much needed. Someone from the Middle Ages was beginning to be found. Nomophobia. It wasn't that bad. It was just the end of the civilized world. You just could live without a cell phone, baby.
And all your silly romantic illusions ... I just wanted to be alone and give in to tears. It had been nothing like she imagined. The pain was nothing close to the shame I felt. pleasure. She had felt pleasure before ...
- What an incredible vision of the future. - She commented casually. - At least now I know what career I'm going to pursue. Ethical Hacker. And I'm screwed in math. And I didn't succeed ...
-We're not talking about antivirus software, Angel. What you know as technology in my world has stopped. It was sudden death. That's when some of us decided to resort to magic ... Sweetness, I need to explain ...
Magic?! Angel shrugged, nodding. Appealing to magic ... her eyes fell on their hands with a new chill. I was in no mood to know what else they could do. It remained firmly attached to pride. In fact, only pride sustained her to ignore the aching body. She could easily lie in bed for an entire week or die of shame. I took a deep breath, swallowing the lump in my throat, reading the thoughts in her mind.
-Right. Magic. Like using force ... Yeah, I saw a lot of Star Wars movies... a lot. And why didn't you supposedly use force to fix this mess? - she started to get angry. You could at least have incorporated a bloody Jedi knight now. It would be very useful.
Magic was something that didn't exist. It shouldn't exist. And not even love. I had dared to feel pleasure. Of course there was. Angel lowered her head, refusing to remember the feeling of I coming on her body and closed her eyes. shit, her thoughts aren't making my life easier...
-My dear, are you feeling ...
-Don't you dare touch me! - She lifted her shoulders proudly, her hands wiping her shiny eyes.
-But...
-What curse are you? A miserable sadist? You must have regretted not having handcuffs and ... and ...
- Damn the hell! I ran the fingers through my long hair and pinned it up. - The handcuffs would certainly be interesting. You would really like it if ... I didn't know ... Holy shit! I made a mistake. I ... If you can let me explain ... It can be very pleasant and ...
Did her surprised look measure me up and down in awe? An error? Only that? She had been kidnapped and after that ... Her eyes said she doubted my words.
-That's not what you understood, damn it! You were not a ...
-What else happened here?
- The virus has mutated. I scratched my head impatiently. - It wasn't hackers taking control of the system or stealing sensitive personal information, like online banking credentials or credit card numbers that you have. It interacted with the energy, identifying it as a possible system to infect. Our warriors who mastered magic ... the virus dominated some of those who tried to resolve a calamity situation. It took on organic form. Resistant and infecting where it could spread.
-And I complained about formatting the phone! God! Yeah, a Trojan horse is terribly frustrating, but not so much.
- Damn it, Angel! We're wasting time here and, baby ... - I got irritated, knowing where that conversation was going to end. - Please, I need to explain to you ...
-That's a sadist who likes ... likes ... Is that what you like? Hurt and hurt people?
-Rays from hell! This is certainly not how I like to do it! I really thought you just did ... The whole thing can be nice and ...
-Is that how you intend to explain yourself?
-It's all right. I made a terrible mistake believing that you were experienced. You didn't say anything either. If you had told me it was ... Have you ever been kissed before?
I held my breath, cursing myself very attentively as the girl averted her embarrassed face. It was someone who was on fire.
-And now it's my fault? - Angel took a deep bitter breath and folded her arms against her chest. - I know it was an infection. A pandemic. Where and how did it start? If you know, we can stop this and ...
laughed crossly. Stop? Change the story?
-The past must be consistent to avoid an unpleasant paradox. Even if you travel back to the past with the intention of changing history, events will conspire to force you to keep the story going. If you travel through time and change things, you are creating a new universe.
And then my business comes in, baby. Time waves ... I'm the best at it! You don't even know what I can do ... I could go back in time and fix this mess. It was going to be different. You would love mine ...
-Ah! So what are you doing around here?
-Oh, rescuing you. I looked offended.
-And will this ship that doesn't even take off guarantee this? Who will save you?
-Curse! Time travelers take their own time with them - the gift exactly as it was at the time of their trip - and cannot be affected by changes that occur after their departure. They suffer the effects of these changes when they return to their present time, now modified.
That was it. There were a few however. When kalael managed to escape and find out who had drawn him into that ambush ...
-But if someone travels to the past in order to change an event to change the present, as soon as they did it the reason they traveled would cease to exist, and consequently the trip as well. - Angel commented thoughtfully.
Iran my hands through the hair again, tense. Again. Wasn't it remorse? Or was it? Never before had I experienced so much pleasure ... only with Klaus. Stubborn girl. Knowing that no one had touched Angel aroused my most possessive side.
I was going to have to explain that information sent from the future to the past in order to become the initial source of the same information as it existed in the future was their biggest problem. And what wanted most there at that moment was to be able to break her coldness and admire the green eyes that defied me. Her coldness was to kill anyone.
Much of the memory bank records had been lost. Only I was beginning to assess what had known since they got there.
The infection with the virus had started precisely with the arrival of the Edrians to rescue that girl. The Zorkans were indisputable proof of that.
There was only one detail. Since when should Spartackus be on that planet without being able to leave Earth's atmosphere?