A year has passed since the day I woke up after having a meeting with the controlling force that pretended to be Allura, and I have killed many Galrans…since that day.
Inside of the war room inside of the last remaining Altean Flag-warship, Alfor and I stand across from one another while a holographic map, displays enemy troop movements.
"But more and more just keep coming. Alfor has already sent Allura and Coran away…Melenor is currently in stasis aboard the Atlantis, healing from injuries sustained by assassins sent by Zarkon…the twins having died protecting her.
I wiped out over a thousand battlecruisers just through magic and my physical strength alone after they died.
But it wasn't enough, it was like the universe itself needed Altean culture to fall so it could live.
"Alfor don't die a martyr…Altea…is doomed." I snap at him as something he says during a rousing speech to the few who decided to stay till the end.
"I know…but I will fall with my home…it is time for you to leave Ban…be there for them…all of them not just Melenor and Allura but all Alteans…" Alfor says to me as his fist glew with brilliant light and I found myself forcibly teleported to the completed, cloaked and shielded Atlantis where Talon was waiting to restrain me.
"I'm sorry that my faith in you was less than unquestioning." Talon murmurs as she forces us both into the same stasis pod using Force enhancement.
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"Where are we? How long has it been?" I demand as soon as I'm thawed out of stasis.
"It has been 6 months since Altea's destruction. We are on earth somewhere in the Pacific Ocean…closest to what will be the United States of America." Shuri Atlantis's control ai, informs me and I catch Talon before she can fall to the floor as she's taking longer than me to shake off the after effects of stasis.
"Thank you Shuri. What is the status of Queen Melenor?"
"You are welcome, sir..sensors indicate that Queen Melenor has made a full physical recovery, the medical droids have indicated that Queen Melenor is experiencing a severe case of depression over the loss of Katara, Sokka, her husband and her planet…Sir."
"That is to be expected." I murmur as I pick Talon up and carry her in my arms to the private lift to her penthouse, in my private tower at the center of the city of Atlantis, where the main control platform for the city-ship is located.
Talon makes soft babbling noises as she snuggles against my chest, which makes me smile though remembering her words from earlier…when we first got into the chamber.
'If you didn't know me well enough to know that I'd end up trying to interfere…with the events…then you don't really know me as well as you like to act like you do.' I say in my head as I lay Talon down on her bed and leave without doing anything.
"Let's go see Mel." I murmur most feelings I had held onto towards Talon evaporating like a pool of shallow water in the desert during a drought.
Coming to the door to the apartments I made for the royal family, gently knocking on the door.
Waiting a few minutes for Mel to answer or open the door…when she doesn't I use my override key to enter.
Finding Mel sloppily dressed in a robe half of her cleavage exposed, smelling of body odor and wine laying listlessly half on half off of the couch…staring at a holographic picture of all of us during Allura's sixteenth birthday.
"Mel…" I call out to her softly her long ears twitch slightly but she offers no further reaction.
'I should have been here for her sooner.'
Walking over to the couch sliding my arms underneath Melenor lifting her up in my arms and sitting back down in the warm pocket my arms wrapped tightly around her.
"It's your fault…you could save everyone…I saw…I saw you have the power of a god." Melenor murmurs even as she snuggles her face into the crook of my neck and shoulder.
I don't say anything and just continue to hold her, rubbing her back, as she begins to sob, bite and claw me.
"Why, why why?" Melenor yells at me as she hugs me around my neck clinging to me.
"Allura's safe, many Alteans are safe here on Atlantis and many more have spread out amongst the stars…Alfor that damned fool, sent me away when he could have come with us and been safe!" I grunt deep in my chest as a choke on a lump in my throat.
"Ban…" Melenor her puffy glassy still beautiful blue eyes look up into mine before she pushes herself up, her hands sliding through my hair as she hungrily kisses me.
I don't react to her and that just makes her more enthusiastic, 'Sorry my friend…but she needs something to live for…' I say in my head as I push my left hand through the opening of Melenor's robe squeezing her left breast in my hand as Melenor moans into my mouth.
Melenor breaks the kiss and leans back, but pushes her chest out happily letting me fondle her, Melenor's moans and sighs of pleasure fill the room as she grinds her plump ass in my lap.
Scooping Mel up, the Altean woman quickly wraps her legs around my middle now grinding her pussy against me, I can feel her wetness as my armor melts away from most of my body condensing into right and left arm bracelets.
My cock bounces against Melenor's round soft bouncy ass, that my right hand sinks into while I continue to mold her left breast with my left hand.
The purring moan that Melenor makes against my lips makes my lips quirk upwards, even as Mel and I begin kissing again.
We enter the grand chambers that had been meant for Mel and Alfor, I let myself and Mel fall onto the bed pinning her underneath me, I press the head of my cock against her tight drooling slit.
"Tell me something Mel," I murmur questioningly to the woman as I pull her robe all the way open, revealing her beautiful body fully to my eyes. "W-what?" Mel murmurs questioningly, her voice trembling with need and repressed desires. "How long have you wanted this?"
Melenor lets out a trembling sigh, "Since before giving birth to Allura…I, I watched you…and the girls…you opened my eyes to what a connection between men and women should be like…"
Internally smirking at Melenor's words I remember that day pretty well and the voyeuristic side of the Queen who would as the Twins about our sex lives, as I push into The Altean Queen's neglected, steamy, wet, tight pussy, the cry of pleasure and the rush of air bursting out of her fills me with pride.