Alan Scarlett and the Scarlett Virus
Copyright© 2024 by Duleigh
Chapter 24: Robotics Lab
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 24: Robotics Lab - A deadly virus is loose in the solar system. If left unchecked, it could kill all life on Earth and her colonies on Mars, Luna, and Venus. Created as the ultimate weapon, it got loose and wiped out an entire colony. Only one person has the skills, the brains, and the political backing to do what needs to be done to stop the virus, but he's only eleven years old. He's got some training to do.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Military Science Fiction Space Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting
Perseverance City, October 9, 2141
Robotics Lab
Finally! It was months late, but they got the medical bot. The Admiral kept his promise and speed transported an ABC (Atomic, Biological, Chemical) detecting bot to Mars, and the folks at the Robotics lab were excited. Ray and Christa were ready to enter the Kōngchéng Colony. A Jeep dropped the bot off about three miles from Kōngchéng and it took a full Martian day to make its way to Kōngchéng. Then, as they were close enough to enter, the bot stopped and extended its solar panels and spent a day topping off its batteries. “Are we ready?” asked Ray as Christa Scarlett and Jake Sapperstein painfully programmed the bot with tests they wanted it to perform. As the bot approached an open air lock on Kōngchéng, a printer in the office came to life and began spitting out images.
“Jake can you check that? It’s driving me crazy.”
“Uhhh ... Mister Clark, you need to look at this...” Jake handed Ray a stack of pictures that came out of the printer, they were marked with source (Noxie 02:AA:B3:92:1G:F4) date, time, and approximate location which was a jumble of letters and numbers that he was sure that his nephew Alan, the navigational genius, would understand.
The pictures were of a man in a naval uniform ripping open Hilde’s uniform. They showed him struggling with her, tearing off her bra and exposing her breasts. Then came the photo of him, one hand holding her wrists together and pinning her wrists above her head and his other hand shoved down her trousers, groping for her pussy. The look on Hilde’s face broke Ray’s heart. She looked so terrified yet also resigned to her fate. The last series of pictures showed Alan putting a choke hold on the guy and prying him away from Hilde. The look on her face was pure love as she watched her trainee struggling with her rapist. In the last three shots, Alan and Hilde were grabbed by marines and led away in chains.
“God Damn It!” roared Ray, and he stepped up to a framed photograph on the wall. It was a photo of Alan, Christa and their parents, Harrison and Laurel. It was their last holiday together and Alan had just figured out how to get Noxie to take pictures. He compared the Noxie ID numbers between that ten-year-old photo and the ones fresh off the printer, and it was the same robot that took both pictures. He took his stack of photos and headed for the door. “I’m heading to the Prime Minister’s office, shut everything down and keep an eye on the printer. Come tell me if something else comes from Alan’s Noxie.”
He took a high speed moving sidewalk to the Prime Minister’s office and after a hurried word with the PM’s secretary; he was ushered into the second most powerful man on Mars’ office. “What is so urgent old friend?” asked Avery Davis, the Prime Minister.
“Sir, I may have made a tremendous blunder regarding the Martian Self Defense Forces.”