Far Pangaea
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Episode 37: CORE SAMPLE
Science Fiction Sex Story: Episode 37: CORE SAMPLE - The time travel story to end all time. Just when you think you have read it all, something comes along that changes it up. Worlds will collide! Your greatest fears lie around every corner. Just when you can predict the future, you would be wrong. Join our PASTaways as they navigate uncharted territory at the Dawn of Time in hopes of finding a way home. At the very least a safehaven. God be with them! He might even tag along. Keep up Old Man!
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa BiSexual Heterosexual High Fantasy Science Fiction Aliens Far Past Time Travel Magic Vampires Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Voyeurism Illustrated
Pummeled nonstop the fallen angel Verago was becoming more and more enraged at Malcolm Brand’s jarring blows. Distracted by brewing sensations of dread Verago felt his belly on fire. Something disturbing had just occurred. His connection to the vampire queen Lilith had been severed. The loss of his mate stabbed at his soul. Cameron Scott’s soul! Knowing he still had the man’s body and soul locked inside him gave him a sense of strength. The souls of the Children of Adam imprisoned only intensified his lust for victory. With or without his mate.
Evading Mal’s next punch the Fallen Angel hugged the man like teetering Redwoods in a tornado. With each passing breath he felt more and more troubled. Even in darkness he could tell the vampires were either dying off or taking flight into the night. With Mother Lilith obviously lost to them the Children of their Maker appeared to take their own destiny into their hands. Abandoning Verago long before the dawn. The war throughout the night into its sixth hour Verago knew he needed a change of tactics.
With controlled thought Verago shrank out of Mal’s grasp. Attempting to bypass Malcolm’s growth rune in favor of another. Just before his downsizing he palmed Malcolm’s right temple. The rune upon it adapting to the Nordic personification of Ymir. Frost Giant. However, not quite so giant.
In escaping Mal’s clutches Verago’s body encased in ice. Reaching to the Heavens to challenge the rain into a blizzard of ice daggers, the frost quickly covered Eden in its growth. Plant life began dying out as fast as it could thrive. At this rate a new Ice Age would terrorize this sacred place.
Verago developed a construct similar to an iceberg around Malcolm from his waist down. Mal was frozen in step. To decrease his size might harm his body. He would remain stuck there until help arrived. Unless?
“Left temple.”
Malcolm palmed his left profile in thought. After a moment his entire body burst into a flaming inferno. Ice melting and shedding away in avalanches of chunks. The surrounding area became slush as fast as the snowfall accumulated.
Dow below on the ground, Jack Ramse and Elle Franklin were in awe of their friends usage of power as much as Verago’s surprise attack. Not only that, they had their hands full with a shivering T-Rex. In the cold weather the beast had slowed down. Drones were being eaten right out of the air and destroyed. This made their battle all that much harder. Even without fending off vampires.
“Christ, Jack! This shit is way the fuck over our heads.” Elle called out from thirty feet away. Both of them were darting about to confuse Jurassic Junior. Greta Winston tried joining them from the lizards left side, moving in and out of invisibility in hopes to lure the beast away without getting eaten alive. Seeing her one second, then not the next boggled the beast. She was a big help. Until she slipped on ice. Crying out in pain made Jack move in with firepower to her rescue. Hovering over her, he called down at Kansas in the slush.
“You have to get up. Head for safety. I’ll draw him away.”
“I think I twisted my ankle Jack. I can’t put weight on it.” Greta whined with excruciating pain.
“ELLE?” Jack garnered her attention. “Light Dino up.”
“Not much solar power left in me Jack. I’ll do what I can.”
Firing through her diamond-like eyes Elle zeroed in on the T-Rex, beams of concentrated light striking its chest to neck vicinity. Like a laser it cut into it but not enough to severely harm it. Remaining drones circled its head until the beast lashed out and devoured more of them. There were not many drones left flying, Jurassic Junior’s teeth destroying the robotic gravitons.
“We keep this up I won’t be able to recite that spell against Verago. I need a drone programmed to speak it for us.”
“Will it have the same effect if it comes out robotic sounding?” Elle questioned hurling a retractable spear into the dinosaurs gullet.
“Who knows! We try and live with the aftereffects. If we recite it out loud verbally whoever speaks it gets cursed somehow. Hard telling what that means. I don’t want to risk any of us. Bad enough we’re battling to stay alive.”
“Malcolm’s glowing white hot. This might go south anyway.” Elle panicked as Greta crawled to her feet and hooked up with Jack. His left arm around her for support, his right hand kept firing Ion streams. They just weren’t enough to disable the T-Rex.
Above them Verago switched tactics yet again. Reaching through the open flames around Malcolm his hand collided with the rune upon Mal’s stomach. Adapting to its influence Verago went camo, full-on chameleon to his surroundings. There he became evasive and moved behind Malcolm. Gripping Mal by his right leg he lifted and forced Mal’s weight to be unbalanced. The mighty Malcolm Brand crashed like a toppling spruce backwards. directly between Jack and Jurassic Junior. In the blaze, the dinosaur teetered about, uncertain what to make of the situation.
Again, adapting to both influences Verago gripped Malcolm’s penis rune and grew even larger. Talk about awkward! Even with Jack firing up at Verago’s position, his invisibility still left behind footprints that gave his position away. Sadly, the Ion rifle was albeit useless.
Maddening laughter Verago rebounded, abusing a colossal foot that slammed straight down into Malcolm’s torso. Time and time again until the Malcolm’s adopted flames of Surtur expired. Malcolm was in pain. His roar heard for miles, haunting even the T-Rex. Vamps in the distance sought shelter.
“He’s going to kill Malcolm.” Greta limped with worry! “We have to do something.”
“Dammit!” Jack snarled, handing her the rifle with a quick lesson. “Keep the lizard distracted. I’m going in.”
“Are you bonkers?” Greta tried to stop him. He just pulled away from her aggressively. Feeling the sword on his back throbbing against his spine Jack concluded that now might be the time to try using it. He had no other options. Before removing Soultaker from its sheath he used his tiny remote to call in the last few drones to follow his lead.
The weather was too unkind to be much help. Having to watch Malcolm’s battered reactions to each footfall Jack heard loud cracking. He knew the sounds of bone well. Dreading his thoughts he pressed on. His biggest worry was whether this measly sword could even pierce the hide of Verago.
Sending the drones upward to calculate and circle Verago’s head was near impossible in his chameleon state. Heat signatures were weak in his guise compiled by the coolness in the air. Top that off with the distraction of Malcolm’s flaming features still ignited it was troublesome to calculate.
Racing in toward a large footprint creasing the ground with ripples of mud, Jack stabbed Soultaker dead on at the mighty foot. Nothing! In this manner the sword was useless at this time. He would have to reserve Soultaker for a more appropriate battle. All he could do was try a different tactic. From his bandolier he unclicked a round of grenades. Ultraviolets combined with explosive. Jack then risked planting them between Verago’s toes. Pins pulled he darted out of range.
Before any explosion could be heard Jack and the crew heard a loud sonic cry. This was not from the collar access to Jack’s present from James Ian. This was from a rising Madigan Ridge from the hull of the ship. In her returned ghostly form she witnessed Malcolm’s agony, the last impact forcing a glow from within Mal’s gigantic body. His interior gave way to the devastation of Verago’s stomps. While his impacting foot rose even higher the grenades detonated. The pain of their rupture led to Verago losing his balance.
Falling back just as something rose up out of Malcolm’s belly they heard Verago roar. “There it is. The fruit of Eden. The soul of God. The--” His topple backwards led to a loud crash of rising permafrost, just as Madigan flew through screaming like a Banshee to check on Malcolm. Approaching his face Maddy examined Malcolm’s painful expression.
“Malcolm? Don’t give up. I need you. We need you.”
With draining energy Malcolm began to shift in size. His golden apple of Idunn rose into the air as if called upward and away. Without warning Verago’s good leg kicked long and collided with the apple sending it out into Eden. Everyone literally followed the fruits flight. Right to the worst possible place.
“Aww, Hell!” Elle cringed! “Please don’t eat the apple. You’re a meat eater, dammit!”
A towering T-Rex glared down at the apple and sized it up as one of the drones. Preparing to bend forward another loud cry was heard. This sonic boom was incoming!
“Is that Cameron?” Greta pointed to the sky amid the darkness, the moon and flickering flames offered just enough sight to bear witness.
“That’s no vamp.” Elle squinted! “It looks more like an angel.”
Diving in with wings upon his back Cameron Scott swooped in to gather up the apple. In triumph he reared back skyward with a resounding salute. “Maverick for the win! Top Gun style!”
Even Jack Ramse had to smile. Cameron Scott had cheated death. Somehow! He was just glad he did. Watching his flight progression Jack felt uneasy. Straight up from Jurassic Junior might prove a mistake. Groaning at his dread the worst indeed happened. Cam held the apple before him, mesmerized by its glow. The distraction proved fatal. He never saw the jaws of death surround him. In a single mighty gulp and gnash of incisors Cameron Scott died once more. He and the apple swallowed whole. Jurassic Junior took the win away.
“Dear God!” Greta Winston took the time to fire the Ion rifle directly into the belly of the T-Rex. Glowing fiercely, the beast felt a change coming over it. Too the point that everyone took the opportunity to marvel at the evolution.
“Great!” Jack grumbled! “Now we get Godzilla.” Verago could not stop laughing! He had not laughed so hard in centuries. Millennia to be more precise.
Elsewhere, within the toppled oil tanker!
Victorian era vampire Sabbath Black returned to Gaea. Noting her sister Lillian looking pale as if sickness was claiming her health. The vision made Sabbath worry of Gaea’s intentions. Now that she was free of Lilith’s despicable prison her motives seemed to change.
“Lily?” Sabbath raced into a blur to reach her side. Eying her sister’s weakness she feared the worst. True tears that were non- vampiric graced her face for the first time since her former maker took her, this new body giving into a more intimate pleasure of emotion.
“Something is wrong, Sabbath. Gaea is lying! I am being purged!”
“What? Why would she lie to us?”
Haunted by a looming shadow Sabbath found tentacle-like branches swarming her. Long deadly looking vines with thorns protruding lashed out to encircle Sabbath’s limbs, thorns sinking deep into her flesh. Not even the parasitic cells that gave her tougher skin could stop their punctures. Blood was being withdrawn.
A new body for Lilith was being designed to their left, as if a mixture of chlorophyll and blood. Too their right a slash of mystic energy ripped open a gap in reality. Darkness within, the energy acted as if a vacuum. Sucking up something!
“No! Mother returns!” Sabbath expressed terror, her heart suddenly sensing the passing of Cameron Scott. Yet, again!
From the mystic tear Sabbath and Lily witnessed Lilith’s ashes floating until all of them were accumulated. Then, the mystical energy drew the hovering ash cloud toward the redesigning body. Connective tissues of Plant, Ash, Human and Vampire blood mixing. The twin girls held hands and feared the worst.
Lilith had been reborn!
Meanwhile, back at the Ganthorian Hilton!
