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"Be careful in your trading. Or you will end up with more than you bargained for."
That statement Captain Darren Flocks had received from his pilot's certification instructor. His mind had recalled it, for some reason, as he waited for clearance. Darren wanted off of the Homes Five Star Port. He wanted to put as much distance between himself and the old trader as he could.
As soon as he had clearance, Darren exited the spaceport in one big hurry. He couldn't help it if he felt like a thief taking advantage of the old trader that way. He had been so overpaid, that all he could think of was getting the heck out of there, before the old man changed his mind. Still none of the trade idea had been his.
Hell even as he thought about it, he didn't even want to make the deal. Darren had always been leery of the deals that sounded 'to good to be true', and with good reason. That is because they normally are 'to good to be true'. However in this case, there had been a little voice in the back head saying 'go for it'. Darren cursed himself for listening to the voice. He had never heard it before. Maybe its presence, was why he finally accepted the old man's trade.
Half expecting the old man to change his mind and come after him, Darren had his scanners trained on the space dock launch area. Sure enough, the old trader's ship exited the star port less than five cycles behind him. Daren was sure the old man had changed his mind, and wanted his cargo back.
If he'd had any idea what the real force behind the deal was, he wouldn't have made the rookie mistake of not finishing his armament resupply.
Although Darren could see the old man on his sensors, he had more than enough time to make the galactic jump. With the extremely valuable cargo Darren had received in the trade, he did not want to take the chance of the old man changing his mind. He wanted to be far away from here.
It would be well worth using the Galactic Hyperjump Unit for his escape. After all 35 tons of power metal was worth more than Darren's combined earnings, for the last 22 years. At this point, the thought of finally paying off his ship the 'Junketer' was almost orgasmic. Hell, with what he could get for the cargo; he could get a new ship, and still have funds left for future trading.
Darren selected the Andromeda Galaxy as his destination. After all there was no way the old trader could follow him. He hadn't even plugged the crystal into the ships AI system yet. There would be more than enough time for that in transit. Although Darren had never heard of a Sue Personality Crystal before, he was hoping it would be a nice change from the standard Jenny AI. If not he had the hold full of valuable power metal. It was worth many more time that of the Jenny AI. So even if the Sue crystal turned out to be a bust. Well he would finally have money for a change.
Heck he could pay off the bounty on his head and finally trade at the more respectable star ports. After all if he paid the fed bounty on himself, that would be the fine. He would have done so long ago, that is if he had ever had 20,000 galactic credits at one time he would have. Hell it would even free him to collect the bounties on any future pirate he happened to kill.
'Sweet, ' he thought as he toggled the galactic hyper drive and watched the stars shift before him.
Darren finally relaxed once he was inside the hyperspace jump. The old man couldn't catch him now. Even if he old guy had a galactic hyper jump unit on his ship. There is no way he could know what galaxy Darren had jumped towards. Even if the old man did know, the odds that he would come out in the same region of space were extremely remote. The more Darren considered the possibility's the better he felt about his escape.
Then Darren remembered the AI crystal. He decided it was about time to check out. After all he had nothing to do for the next 1200 cycles except entertain himself. He took the crystal from his pocket as he walked to the ships AI housing unit. He examined it closely before inserting it into his ship. It didn't look like it was standard sized. All in all it seemed a little small, actually. He decided it would be safe to insert it, despite the smaller appearance it rested snugly in the holder. Darren then activated the power feed to the crystal and turn to sit down and wait.
Normally it took between one and two full cycles for a personality crystal to integrate with the ship's main AI system. Just as he was about to sit down, this beautiful red haired goddess materialized in front of him. It appeared far faster than it should have. Quicker than any other crystal he had even seen. However, there was no denying it, because before him stood the Sue personality.
She was about 5'2", and looked to me 97lb or close. She had all the right curves, and god those breasts were huge. He almost missed the bare area between her legs because those breasts were so distracting. His mouth latterly fell open at the wonder before him.
"Hello Darren, My name is Sue."
Darren somehow managed to lifted his jaw back up into place, then managed a very week sounding, "Heeellloo"
Sue giggled like a schoolgirl at Darren's sudden discomfort. Maybe she shouldn't have appeared nude. But clothing seemed like such a silly custom to her. It was not normal for clothing to be worn, from where she had come.
Darren decided it was time to embarrass himself again.
He asked, "So where did you come from?"
Well he did feel embarrassed, after the words came out of his mouth. The bright pink that spread across his face told of just how embarrassed he was.
She responded, "I am a Vargon AI unit," knowing full well what Darren really meant by his question.
Darren thought that she was joking. It was probably the prior owners little fantasy to screw someone from a long ago dead race. Strangely he almost believed her. However it would be a very bad thing if it were true. Well bad for her anyways, he of coarse would get rich selling it to the Star Federation. After all a working Vargon AI would probably bring an astronomical reward. However he dismissed the though out of his head. After all, if it were true, the old trader wouldn't have traded it to him and paid him to take it.
The other possibility was that it was a real person crystal transfer. Those were as illegal as hell. Being caught with one and you would spend the rest of your life in a pain amplifier. Obviously it would be a very short life. The AI personality would also be destroyed. The Star federation did not take any chances with Real Personality Crystals RPC for short. Either the person transferred themselves into one to cheat death. Or they were enslaved in them by some well-intentioned loved one. In any case, they were viewed as slaves and criminals at the same time. One never wanted to have anything to do with a RPC.
"I am what I say I am, but for now," she paused and grinned, "I think we have some time for play."
She posed her body showing her side to him, the look she gave him was very seductive.
Darren felt the tightness in his pants at the sight of her. He was on fire with lust for her. Even so, he was frozen in place, his body seemed unable to move toward her.
Sue on the other hand knew just what to do and moved towards him. Upon getting there, she quickly undid his pants. Then she dropped to her knees to get a good look at his manhood. She smiled up at him with a devilish grin, just before she took him into her mouth. She did so all the way to the base of his shaft even as her hand cupped the dangling balls between his legs.
Darren moaned at the sensation. It was not his first blowjob, but so far it was the most satisfying. She was rolling her tongue around his shaft in what seemed like an impossible manner. She skillfully kneaded at his balls, as she sucked him in and out of her mouth. Darren became so lost in sensation, that he surprised himself by firing his load quickly. God he thought, why would anyone give this girl up.
Sue with drew her mouth from around Darren's now wilting manhood. The smile on his face would have been enough to know she had done a good job. However Sue had just a bit more than that at her disposal. It would take him a few moments to recover from his climax, so in the mean time, she led him to the captain's chamber. Once they reached it, she finished undressing him. Then she started to kiss him, madly and passionately.
Darren's eyes almost bugged out of his head at the passion Sue put into her kisses. The Jenny AI had never seemed this real to him. Hell even 'real women' he had known over the years did put this much into a simple kiss.
She pulled him onto the bed, and upon herself. Darren felt like a teenager again. Soon he was mounting her again, and pressing his meat deep into her. Once there, he got the second surprise of sensations. His cock felt like it was in several pussies at the same time. Every inch felt just like it was at the opening of another pussy. He was so overwhelmed by the feeling, that he forgot to pump in and out.
Sue smiled as she worked the muscles in her snatch. The Vargon (though Darren could not have known) were masters of the sensual arts. Humans were but novices at the game of love.
She didn't need him to move to give him pleasure. All she needed was for him to stay in one place. Inside her that was. The muscle inside her reproductive track milked away at him. His eyes rolled up into the top of his head as she used ever bit of her skill to milk him for all he was worth.
It worked very well, because soon he literally passed out from the overload. It happened just after the forth spray of cum filled her insides.
Sue then did something no human made AI could do. She joined him in his slumber. Still holding him inside her. She knew he would be ready to go again, when he awoke. Maybe he would even remember to move, this time.
Even as Sue slept, she continued the work on Darren's mind. She had to find out why he wasn't active. He had a lot of natural ability. He had just never become aware of it. If she did it correctly, he would awaken. It had been so long since she had mind talked with a sentient being. Her race (well, the race that created her, anyway), the Vargon race, was eons since gone from the galaxy. However, that was how they communicated with each other. Naturally, their AIs were created with that ability as well. Compared to a human mind, the mental powers of their AIs went way beyond what any human had ever imagined.
Darren awoke with a start. He had slept though the entire hyperspace transit. He wasn't even sure how long they had been out of hyperspace. However, the proximity alarm was sounding on the bridge. Darren reluctantly pulled his raging hard-on out of Sue, and made his way to the bridge. He had to know what the situation was. When he found out, he swore violently.
"Damn it to HELL!" Darren said as he looked at the mass indicator.
The AI had already classified the inbounds as 7-pirate class ships, all Mark IV's. And they were closing fast. Darren had no chance of out running them. There were too many for a stand up fight, and unlike his normal cargo choice. His current cargo was more than worth the pirate's time. Even if they had to blow his ship to pieces. The salvage alone was worth a small kingdom's ransom. Darren wasn't even sure what system he was in. So there was know way to tell if he could get help from the Federation types. Not that his current status with the federation would have entitled him to any. Still the cargo would be of interest to them.
It was too late for even that as the pirates fell into a lose formation as they closed. Darren quickly prepared himself for the pending battle. Going so far as to cut out all power to life support and the AI system. He new this was going to be a match of skills, no computer was going to be able to help him. It would take all power the ship had to survive this assault. That is, if it could survive.
Darren then locked his fire control on the closest ship. He waited for the first signs that they were in range. Then he was cursing himself for not taking the time to purchase more hunter missiles. They could have made this encounter survivable. After all if he had four of those on board.
Well, let's just say the missiles would have keep four attackers busy for some time. The odds would have been much better if he only had to worry about laser fire from three of the ships. That and he could have started to fire long before now. As it was, he had to wait until the enemy was within laser range.
The pirates first laser blast passed under Darren's bow. He toggled his own laser in response, and was rewarded with a hit. However the pirate's shields held up nicely against his Type 4 lasers. He continued to fire on the lead ship, even as he took his first hit from the enemy. The whine of the laser against the shield caused his teeth to hurt. So annoying was the sound, that many pilots used earplugs during battle.
Just as the third hit rocked his ship, he saw the lead ship coming at him burst into a plasma bubble. It would have been an awe-inspiring site, however he didn't have time to dwell on it at the moment. There were still six bad guys out their gunning for him.
Rotating his ship to line up on the next enemy his ship took two more hits. He noted that the heat indicator was getting close to the yellow line already. Each hit that he took would cause more heat build up than his own lasers would. It was a simple law of thermal dynamics at work.
Darren toggled the lasers again as he got a lock tone from the ships targeting system. The pirate didn't have a chance as twelve bolts of high-energy laser fire slammed one after the other into the same spot on his ship. It was actually the ninth bolt that ended the pirate's life, as it slammed into the bridge and flattened the pirate like a pancake.
Had Darren known the pilot was dead, he would have turned to the next target right then. Instead he continued to fire into the ship, until his lasers penetrated the engine room. The ship blew apart, with electrical sparks heading in all directions. Three more strikes hit the outside of his ship. The last one finally reached the skin of his ship. The dent it made there, was over one foot deep. It was fortunate that it had not damaged anything vital.
The tone on the bridge alerted Darren to the next lock.
This time the heat build-up was at the low red end of the meter. His Lasers fired very sluggishly at only a quarter of their prior speed. But for this poorly shielded pirate, it was more than enough to split his mark IV down the middle. At this point in the battle, the heat build up had degraded Darren's lasers to the point that he was only firing at one burst every cycle.
This was not a good thing to happen at this stage of the battle. His only reprieve was that the remaining ships had passed by him, and had had to flip around, to engage him again.
Darren seeing the hopeless situation in which he found himself, still fought on.
In a despite gamble to by more time, he transferred all remaining power to the engines.
He was hoping to buy some time for his ship to dissipate some of the heat, before having to take on another pass. Darren shifted the ships angle away from the remainder of the pirate fleet amassed against him. Then goosed the throttle to maximum.
There was extreme long-range fire coming from the four pirates to his rear. But his shields were so depleted that each hit was doing significant damage. So much damage that Darren was hoping they would just let his escape pod go, when he launched it.
Before he got his hand on the pod ejection lever, however, a laser blast struck in just the wrong spot, causing sparks to fly across the bridge. The life pod was now so damaged, that it would not launch.
It was then that Darren considered panicking. However, the ships to his rear were not gaining. They also had heat problems, and he was now out of effective laser range.
To Darren's utter shock, one pirate fired a hunter missile. He knew he couldn't outrun the damn thing. He was really screwed, now.