Chapter 49: Showtime

Darren POV:

Greg and I watched with bated breath as JB, Max, Tiny, Lonnie and Annie, together with Tumrik and Pootami entered the wormhole, headed to the planet where Tumrik’s people were under attack by the Greyzarians.

I was afraid for my friend, JB.

So, I asked Greg if he’d gotten any premonitions about what was about to happen.

He had his eyes closed and appeared to be holding his breath. After a long few seconds he exhaled slowly then said, “All I see ... is a lot of angst, then...” He ended, looking at Ibera and me with a strange look on his face.

“Come on buddy, tell us what you saw? Does anybody get killed?” I asked, desperately.

He just chuckled, and gave us a sideways grin, “I think we need to just sit here and watch! Relax, I see JB and his friends, old and new, sitting around having some kind of a meeting when this whole thing is over with.”

We refocused, watching the portal closely as JB and his friends showed up in the middle of a full-fledged aerial battle between the Greyzarians and Gromoriks. Ibera’s wormhole had dropped them off a few hundred feet away from the parked Gromorik mothership.

They looked funny wearing the rebreathers Tumrik had supplied them with.

They weren’t, however, laughing at anything. They were all looking up at the sky, nervously assessing the situation...

JB POV:

The second we entered the wormhole, Max flashed, “I sure hope were not pulling a ‘Chen’ by rushing into this like we are!”

“My thoughts exactly, my friend. It’s just that, something about what I heard in the Commandant’s voice told me he was truly desperate. Also, the way Ibera set this wormhole up for us so quickly, tells me that I don’t think we’re going to be alone.”

“I sure hope you’re right. Holy crap, it looks like we’re almost there! The other end is coming up very fast, so we best be ready for anything.”

Max wasn’t kidding, either. It was only a few more seconds before the seven of us found ourselves a few hundred feet from the Gromorik’s mothership. When we looked up into the sky, there were different kinds of spacecraft streaking around everywhere, all engaging in what looked like dozens of vicious dogfights. I asked Tumrik which ones where his people’s, and he told me it was the blockish shaped ones while the sleeker, ‘Manta Ray’ looking ships, were the Greyzarians.

The Gromoriks were seriously outnumbered!

There was a single Gromorik fighter coming almost overhead with three Greyzarian fighters right on his tail and shooting what appeared to be laser blasts at him.

Tumrik gasped, “My friend up there has lost his weapons pod! He’s going to be dead in just a few seconds if we can’t help him, please, unleash some of those nasty lightning bolts of yours and see if you can’t even the odds!?”

“Ain’t gonna let that happen, my friend!” I assured him as I pointed my hands at the nearest attacker and let loose a ‘non-enhanced’ bolt of lightning. The lead ship shook for a second, but appeared mostly unfazed.

I looked at Tumrik, who was now desperate, “I think you’re gonna need your friend Monte for this, is there any chance you can get a hold of him out here?”

I shook my head, “Let me try something.” I told him then just thought, ‘power times 10’ and fired three consecutive lightning bolts, one at each of the attackers. Suddenly, all three of them lit up like the light tree at the drag races, then, equally as fast, exploded into a million fiery pieces!

Tumrik started cheering, “Yeah buddy! Were you able to summon your friend that quickly!?”

I just smiled at him and shook my head, “No, there’s something I haven’t told you yet. However, since I don’t want to get a stomachache right now, I’m going to hold off until later. Why don’t you use your communicator and tell the rest of your friends up there to fly over us so I don’t accidentally miss and take one of them out!”

Tumrik was chuckling into his communicator, “Your tail is clear my friend, since you have no weapons, maybe you should call it a day?”

“Tumrik, is that you!? What the heck are you doing here and how did you manage to get rid of my three attackers?”

He chuckled, “I didn’t do feces (shit)! You can thank my new friend JB! Now, tell the rest of your squad to lead their attackers over here so he doesn’t accidentally hit one of you instead of those damn Greyzarians!”

Some of them did not believe him at first until we heard the guy we just saved come back on his radio, “Do as Tumrik just said! I don’t know what the hell just happened, but somebody down there just saved my ass! I had three of those bastards right on my tail and the next thing I know they just fucking disappeared.”

Then we heard one of them say, “Understood, Knight Rider, I’ve got one on my tail and I’m headed that way right now!”

Max looked at me, “You mind if I have a try?”

“Go ahead, if you’re not successful, I’m going to try something that Darren told me about. He’s got a new friend, named Greg, who told of how he was able to enhance somebody’s power, simply by touching them. I’ll be curious to see if it works with you!”

Max pointed his hands at the single attacker and let loose what looked to be a pretty strong lightning bolt. Like my first one, however, it merely shook the attackers craft before re-engaging on the fleeing Gromorik fighter. I put my hand on his shoulder, grinned at him and said, “Try it again, Buddy?”

His eyes seemed to grow wider, just like his grin, as he took a deep breath and let one rip. Then, we watched that one also get blown to smithereens!

Max gasped, “Holy shit! It felt like you just supercharged my entire body!” He chuckled, “Damn, that was almost better than sex!”

As more of the outgunned Gromorik fighters began passing overhead, Max and I began systematically blowing each one of the attackers out of the sky. We must’ve done about 12 or so before all the rest of the attackers turned tail and skedaddled back toward their mothership. We heard many cheers and happy sighs of relief from Tumrik’s buddies who were manning the Gromorik fighters.

Captain Pootami was grinning at us and held up his communicator. “Greyzarian leader, Greyzarian leader. My name is Captain Pootami. I am a Trilok and I urge you to order your forces to cease hostilities immediately! You have no idea what is about to happen to all of you if you do not comply!”

An arrogant and angry voice came back, “This is General Zeid of the Greyzarian warship, Compote. Who are you to be interfering with our battle here? We have no problem with your species, so just butt out of our business!”

Pootami chuckled, “Are you an idiot!? Have you not seen what just happened to 12 of your fighters!? Unless you weren’t paying attention, they weren’t shot down by any of my Gromorik friends. As a matter of fact, they were destroyed simply by the psychic power of two of my newest friends! Now, before you anger my new friends any further, I beg you to reconsider and put a halt to this battle!”

We discovered that the Greyzarian’s language sounded a bit like a baritone version of the Triloks. When I asked Tumrik what they looked like, however, he said these guys looked a bit like the Triloks, only even more slender and not as tall.

He chuckled, then added, “And their heads are nowhere near as big as the Triloks! Which is apparent, since they don’t seem to have even half of the brains the average Trilok has.”

That made Pootami laugh.

General Zeid came back, “Just where are you? Uncloak your ship if you are here to do battle with us! We are not afraid of you eggheads!”

Pootami seemed to stare into his communicator then shook his head, “My ship won’t be here for 12 hours or more. My friends and I came here through a wormhole, that their Chaemarian friend psychically constructed for us! Tell me General, have you ever heard of the Chaemarian race before?”

That seemed to shut him up for a couple of minutes. During that time, we heard Tumrik’s Commandant say, with almost a chuckle in his voice, “We heard your previous transmissions. Is what Captain Pootami said true? Is he really out there with you?”

“Yes sir, he is. He and I have become rather good friends in a very short amount of time. Everything you heard him say is absolutely true. Aren’t you glad now, that you left me behind?”

The Commandant chuckled in his deep voice, “Yes indeed! This turned out to be one of your best ‘idiotic’ ideas ever and I’m glad that I listened to you. Is Wizard Chen out there with you?”

Tumrik chuckled, “No, he is not. He proved he was not very trustworthy and because of that, was stripped of all of his psychic abilities! Our friends here have a new leader that they call JB. You will remember some of the others that were with Mister Chen as they are now JB’s close friends. And of course, you know Captain Pootami.”

Commandant Rufchaad replied, “Captain Pootami, whatever possessed you to come here and help us? Not that I’m complaining, but I am indeed very curious.”

Pootami actually winked one of his big eyes at Tumrik then said, “When I heard of your perilous predicament I felt I needed to join them. Plus, I really wanted a ride in the wormhole that we came on or in! Do you realize, that we got here in less than one minute?”

“Are you serious? You all traveled nearly 2000 light years that quickly?” He asked, then screamed, “Oh no! Brace for impact! We show a Greyzarian photon missile inbound!”

When we looked up, all we could see was a very small fire trail. Then, as I squinted, it suddenly came into view! Somehow it’s like I was looking through a powerful spotting scope. Holy cow! I suddenly realized, this power multiplier also boosted all of my physical abilities, too!

I told Max to join with me. As soon as he did, he exclaimed, “Whoa, I can see that missile clearly now! And you’re not even touching me! Do you wanna see if we can maybe redirect that missile so it doesn’t hit anything important?”

“Hell yeah, let’s try and send it way to our right!”

Before we even knew it, just by focusing our PK on it, we managed to turn it almost 180⁰. Max chuckled, “That was easy! How about we just guide it right back where it came from?”

Between our enhanced vision and our combined efforts, we now had that missile streaking right back at the ship we figured it had come from!

We watched as the missile hit the Greyzarian’s ship. It shook violently before several secondary explosions took place, then the ship began plunging and spinning out of control until it crashed into the ground with a fiery explosion.

We could tell that Pootami was now both amused and determined when he called, “General Zeid! What more do we have to do to convince you to cease hostilities this instant!?”

A very angry General Zeid replied, “Captain Pootami, you spineless, egg headed bastard, you fired on my ship without even uncloaking! How did you do that? And I repeat, where are you!”

Tumrik was just shaking his head staring incredulously at all of us, “General, you are indeed an arrogant fool! Your vessel was shot down by the very missile that had just launched it at us! My psychic friends simply made it change direction and go back to whence it came. Surely your scanner showed that the missile you launched never hit its target? It is said that a wise man can learn from his mistakes. It is obvious to us that you are not wise by any definition of the word. I am warning you, further attacks will only result in more destruction of your vessels.”

A sad, but still angry general replied, “All right, I can’t explain it, but, I have confirmed what you just said is true. Since I have no idea how you were able to do that, I must assume you are telling me the truth. That or you have some kind of weapon with capabilities far beyond what I can explain. We surrender and ... promise not to attack again!” He finished, sounding defeated.

Then he said, “Commandant Rufchaad, if you can hear me, we only attacked you because we are in desperate need of some of those crystals that seem to be in abundance on this planet. We found your ship on our scanners and, figuring you were here mining, hoped to scare you into leaving so we could get some.

“A short while ago an Armada of 20 of our vessels was attacked by some force, calling themselves Helgordes. Whatever weapons they were using completely overwhelmed our shields, causing us to completely drain all of our crystals. Only 10 out of the 20 ships survived, but, seven of them are now stranded approximately 10,000 light years from here with nothing more than enough power for life support. Without your help, I fear that we will lose over 2000 crew when their food and life support runs out. Now I must throw myself at your mercy...” He finished with an audible groan.

Commandant Rufchaad replied, “Well General, perhaps instead of attacking us, you should’ve told us that story! My people have had our own run-in with those Helgordes. Like you, we did not fare well. Perhaps, instead of fighting each other in this never-ending feud we seem to have going, maybe it’s time we stand together against this new menace?”

We heard the General exhale a sigh, “I never thought I would say this, but maybe that time has come. Is it true, these new friends of yours have the kind of powerful psychic abilities you claim did all that damage to my ships?”

Both Pootami and Rufchaad seemed to chuckle.

Rufchaad went first, “It is, General. I would like to let my Chief Science Officer, Tumrik, explain more to you as he is very good friends with them. Tumrik?”

“General Zeid, what my Trilok friend, Captain Pootami has also discovered is that our new friends indeed have very powerful psychic abilities. I was personally told by a Chaemarian, that their abilities came directly from her! She assured me that her people have also heard of the Helgordes. Unfortunately, the Chaemarians are not really fighters and highly resist going into any kind of a war. That being said, as you just witnessed, she has given some of our Earth friends very powerful psychic abilities. She assured me, or us, their friends are much more powerful than any Helgorde! And, our new friends, as you’ve already witnessed, are definitely not pacifists. I believe it’s time for all of us to sit down at the peace table and, as my Earth friends like to put it, ‘have us a little powwow’!” He chuckled, “In case that didn’t translate correctly, that means a friendly talk to resolve our differences and come up with a plan. What do you say?”

“I must consult our General Council before I can make any policy changes.” General Zeid explained, “however, you have my word that whatever we discuss I will honor fully. Captain Pootami, have you Triloks also had confrontations with these Helgordes?”

“Unfortunately, yes we have. Having both seen what they are capable of and the fact that they are totally ruthless, if not completely savage, is one of the reasons I have decided it is necessary to make friends with both these psychics and the Gromoriks. Previously, my people have feared all psychics, since we have no psychic abilities whatsoever. With this new menace terrorizing our galaxy I believe it is a miracle, or an act from the Divine One, that we all have been brought together like this. Commandant Rufchaad, if you will send the General the coordinates for your transporter room perhaps we should all get together on your vessel and have that meeting?”

“My Communications Officer is sending them now, General Zeid. Perhaps we can also discuss giving you enough crystals to save your stranded vessels. We can also discuss possibly sharing this planet with you as it turns out it contains more crystals than our people can use in a lifetime. But, what we don’t want would be for the Helgordes to ever discover this planet.”

“Commandant Rufchaad, I must say, that I am truly sorry for everything that has happened. My First Lieutenant and I are making preparations to attend that meeting. I can’t help but think this may be a monumental step forward in a new relationship between our people. I sincerely hope that my government will be more interested in taking steps to defeat this new interstellar menace, than continuing the petty feuds that we’ve had going for the last century. Tell me, will your psychic friends be part of that meeting?”

“To put it in their language, ‘They wouldn’t have it any other way’!” He chuckled.

Tumrik smiled as he held up his communicator, “Commandant, please clear a space in front of you, then my friends and I will join you on the bridge?”

“Done, at least this time I’m ready for you and hopefully won’t scream!” He chuckled, as we all joined hands and I teleported us onto the bridge.

There was quite a crowd when we all materialized.

A loud cheer went up amidst some puzzled looks.

Tumrik flashed that most of his people had never seen a Trilok before. Or anyone as big as Tiny, Lonnie and Max!

Pootami went over to a smiling Rufchaad who said, “It’s nice to see you again, Captain! Everyone, this is Captain Pootami. He is a Trilok and he’s been the one who has been watching the planet we were previously on. I know most of you have never met him, but, he and his ‘mission’ is the reason we couldn’t use any of our advanced technology anywhere the natives could see us. He didn’t want us exposing the natives to things that might change their natural evolution. He also supported our rounding up all of the natives with psychic abilities and sending them home to Gromorly, to be studied.”

Pootami sighed, “And that second part is proving to have been a huge mistake on my part! My people never realized just how much those natives, who were gifted with psychic abilities, might have been able to help us now!”

Rufchaad grinned, “That’s good to hear, Captain! Then you won’t mind that all of those who are still alive are being sent back home? You see, I promised our ‘Earth’ friends I would see what I could do about that.”

I was shocked, “Thank you Commandant! About how many are there?”

“They told me about 35, counting those already on Gromorly”

He was looking at me funny when Tumrik chuckled, “Commandant Rufchaad, let me introduce JB. He has taken Wizard Chen’s place. Perhaps you remember Wizard Max? The other three are Annie, Tiny and Lonnie.” He grinned.

“I remember you, Wizard Max! I forgot just how big you guys are! I see even Annie is much taller than our average female! Welcome aboard my ship, and thank you for coming to our rescue!”

Annie giggled, “Nice to meet you, but, it was JB and Max who did all the rescuing! We were just here for moral support.” She said, pointing at Tiny and Lonnie.

I grinned, “Since we didn’t know what we might face, my friends wanted to make sure we had enough firepower! They are the most powerful of all my friends.”

Next, we saw 6 smiling faces, dressed in flight suits, coming over toward us.

Tumrik engaged the first one in the Gromorik equivalent of a bro hug, “Knight Rider, my friend, I’m glad we could get here in time to save your ugly behind!”

The guy pointed at Max and me, “So, it’s you guys that my buddies and I have to thank? The Greyzarians must have just come out with those new fighters, because we didn’t stand a chance against them! We lost six of our friends trying to defend our mothership, just before you guys got here. We were outnumbered three to one! I still can’t believe that the two of you took out so many of them, just standing on the ground with no weapons?!”

Before I could answer him, Tumrik chuckled loudly, “Boys, these two guys are weapons! And believe it or not, they and their other friends all let me test them, so I know what kind of psychic powers they truly have. Those lightning bolts they were firing at your attackers were twice as powerful as the particle beams fired from our battle cruisers! Those poor bastards never stood a chance.”

The six pilots were all looking at each other with their mouths open while Max and I just grinned and nodded at them.

I noticed that two of them were women!

And one of them was smiling at me, impishly, “Mr JB, may I engage you in a kiss?” Giggle, “My friend, Juules, says that you are quite good at ... everything!” She finished, her face turning bright blue.

Both Tumrik and Max chuckled as I nodded and walked over to meet her in the middle of the space between us. As I opened my arms, she bolted into my embrace and began tickling my tonsils with her long tongue. I was getting turned on with the way she was also erotically rubbing her hips against mine.

She reached down and began squeezing my now, very hard cock, before gasping, “Ohhh! Juules was right.” She whispered, “I’m truly hoping to see if this huge pleasure log will fit into my juicy, little, joy hole!?”

Tumrik laughed, loudly, “Um, Raven? Perhaps we should let JB calm down just a bit before our Greyzarian guests get here? If he gets started, I’m afraid he and his friends would be overwhelmed with all the other women who have also heard Juules’ and Leena’s stories!?”

When I looked over at Max, he now had the other female pilot in his arms and her lips were locked to his!

Commandant Rufchaad barked out a chuckle, “Girls! Please show a little restraint!? BEFORE a ship-wide orgy breaks out! Captain Tumrik is correct, we must prepare for this very important meeting ... and, if our Earth friends are anything like us, Gromorik men, we don’t need all of our blood going to the WRONG head!”

I gently pulled away from a blushing Raven, “Your Commandant is correct, my dear. He must have been getting excited too, as he referred to Commander Tumrik as Captain!?”

Rufchaad chuckled again, “No, I meant Captain! Tumrik was due for a promotion and after all this, now he has it!”

Tumrik gasped, “Seriously!? Thank you oh most wise one! I will endeavor to not make you regret this!”

“Ughh! Any more of your phony platitudes and I WILL regret it!” He scoffed, jokingly.

Tumrik acted apologetic, “But Sir, I meant it ... this time!?”

They were still grinning at each other when Comstuk, the Communications Officer announced, “Commandant, our Greyzarian guests have arrived and I have been informed ... there are seven of them!?”

It was obvious this was totally unexpected, since the mood on the bridge suddenly became tense. I immediately felt a plethora of unfamiliar telepathic conversations taking place! And, it was in a language that I’d never heard before! Even though the language was different, the thing about telepathic communications, however, is that the meanings were clear. As I learned from Charlie and Bob, ESP worked much differently than normal speech. You essentially were sending and receiving something like pictures of what was meant as opposed to what was being said.