Far Pangaea
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Episode 39: Prophet Margin
Science Fiction Sex Story: Episode 39: Prophet Margin - 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
Leaving Eden! Strangely! THANK GOD!
Colonel Jack Ramse knew he needed space from his friends. Taking off in a mad dash to put distance between he and the survivors made sense at the time. He had no clue what type of curse he had forced upon himself after having to recite a spell of containment against the fallen angel Verago. He just knew that he felt a bad omen come over him. One that could mean hurting those that he loved. Or at the very least respected. Love was not his kind of emotion. Eh! 10% might be hiding!
As he made his way across the desert toward home he realized something. There were massive footprints heading straight toward the Ganthorian starship they called home base. The T-Rex that had showed up unexpectedly had taken off after being freaked out by all the size changing. Having tired of dealing with drones, vampires and bigger things than he, namely Malcolm Brand and the gigantic battle with Verago, who could blame it? Still, the fear of it lashing out at Ruby, James, and the cattle outside the Ganthorian Hilton made Jack tense. The beast had a healthy head start. He would need to push his limits to cut it off. If that was even possible.
Even with his heightened strength and speed his top run was 45 miles per hour. The T-Rex with its larger leg span could double that speed. If not clumsily! It was obvious he was moving fast because he couldn’t be seen in the distance. Not even a dust cloud in the dryer elements outside of Eden’s perimeter. Of course, he had at least an hour plus head start.
The only thing Jack brought back with him was the ancient sword Soultaker, forsaking the burden of rifles and packs in favor of weight. Making time was too important to be bogged down. Twenty miles from Eden he began seeing a trail of dinosaur shit. Crap piles with discarded metallic parts from many of the drones. Even worse white, bloodstained robes. A very recognizable robe.
“Damn! Rex must have found Seth out here wandering blindly and made him lunch. Poor guy!”
Shaking off the shock of the clothing with bits of hair wound into it, Jack resumed his pace. He just hoped that he had enough juice in his body to get there in time to ward off Jurassic Junior. Poor Greta Winston had already lost one cow to Sabbath Black. Another to the giant Komodo dragon. Before long, she would have nothing to remind her of home. Nor would they have a food supply themselves if it became necessary. Hopefully, the dinosaur would change directions before then. Somehow Jack just knew that wouldn’t happen.
Miles behind him the Roman Antonaeus Gaicazar had gentlemanly tossed the Kansas City Kid, Greta Winston on his back. The girl had a badly sprained ankle and was having trouble walking on it. With no armor over his body the Centurion displayed a formidable array of rippling muscles. Greta had flared her eyes numerous times at how good it felt to hold onto him. She tried hard not to let him notice but her reactions were far too obvious. Twenty feet behind them walked Elle Franklin and the recently resurrected pilot Cameron Scott. Elle had far too many questions. Cam had no solid answers.
“How can you be two people at the same time?” Elle winced. “How are you even alive?”
“You’re asking the wrong guy. I only know I’m here and I’m back to my old self. Let the kid sort out the why.” He spoke of genius James Ian Pryce. “We can put Brainiac to the test when we get home.”
Sophia Ridge had seen some of what had occurred down below in the chasm. She had an idea as to his newborn existence.
“I think the chicken crossed the road.”
“You’re saying the rock was an egg?” Elle fidgeted!
“All I have to say is I hope the yolks on Verago.” Cam cut off Sophia before she could respond. “Not me!” He walked backwards facing them! “Can’t anybody just be glad I’m alive?”
“We are Cameron. It’s just all so goddamn crazy.”
“Hey! Hey! Don’t be damning God. I think it was he that brought me back in one piece. You bite that beautiful tongue, Eleanor.”
“When you stop lusting after said tongue.” Elle chuckled knowing he was right. Her grandmother would have washed her mouth out with a bar of Ivory. Fancy that! Gaicazar stopped in his stride, in turn halting the others to question his reasoning.
“What’s wrong, Romeo?” Sophia stepped next to he and Greta.
“Tracks!”
“Right! Rex came this way.” Elle acknowledged! “So did Jack, there’s his boot prints on that dune.” Suddenly, it dawned on everyone why Jack had raced on ahead. Elle bit her tongue in revealing her own assumption. “Shit.”
“You can say that again.” Sophia then pointed at the pumpkin sized droppings! “My microscopic babies say their tummies are growling.”
“Please don’t eat any Sophia. My constitution can’t take it.” Greta whined! “I might upchuck!”
“No!” Elle abruptly called out! “It’s heading for our home base. Time to pick up the pace people.”
Everyone followed Elle’s bolt. They were so far from home none of them could possibly keep up. Except for one. Elle shot a glance behind her at the exhibitionist of their team. “Sophia! We all know you can outrun any of us without getting whiplash.” Breasts! “Get moving and back up Jack!”
“On it.”
The girl of gloss sped up leaving them all in the literal dust. Her unending energy could possibly overtake Jack even in the distance. Cam huffing along bit his own tongue trying not to comment on Sophia’s wiggling ass. It was hot as hell seeing it bob from side to side but knowing he had inhabited her body at one time made him switch his opinion. Instead, he tried his best to stay in line.
“Man!” Cam ran out of breath! “I should have spent more time in the gym. I sure wish I had my 69 Charger right about now. I’m coming home, Hendrix.” Nobody paid attention to his rambling. Same ole’ Cameron Scott!
Back at the Ganthorian Hilton, Colonel Ruby Goddard and her ward James Ian Pryce had sealed themselves inside the ship. Ramp up and standing idle at the windows of the Control Bridge. Onlooking the West gave them a reasonable shot of the approaching dinosaur.
“First a big bird then a giant Komodo Dragon and now we get a Tyrannosaurus.” Ruby gripped a chair back! “This land sucks.”
Beside her James looked out the shatterproof glass with binoculars. “It should be here in ten minutes. Should I try and come up with something to scare him off? You just know he’s going after the cows.”
“Like what? Won’t the static pen keep them protected?”
“Should! Maybe not! Those softball drones can only take so much punishment. They’re more made for evasive action. Not just gravitating there motionless.”
“What do you have in mind that you can do in ten whole minutes?”
“What do I have in mind? Sheesh!” James frowned lowering his binoculars without any further thoughts. A hiss under his breath he shrugged at her.
“You have nothing, right?” Ruby scowled back at her ward.
“Not really. Deafening sonics would work but it would probably take out the cattle too. Maybe you could order the Bunny Brigade to circle it and teleport it away.”
For a second she pondered that idea then just as quickly grabbed the binoculars from his neck and shook her head. If only she had Jack here to ask advice from. He was the born leader. Although she outranked him when it came to politics and internal affairs, he was the true warrior. It was just a waiting game. Countdown to Jurassic Park the reality. Those poor cows and Greta Winston’s horse. She was tempted to at least bring the horse indoors but knew he might give her troubles in coming up the ramp.
One hundred plus miles away!
The winged version of Cameron Scott circled a breathtaking sight. Holding Sabbath Black in his arms he glided effortlessly around his target. She remained quiet lost in her own thoughts. So much had happened way too fast. How could there be two Cameron Scott’s? Why was her heart conflicted at this moment. Had she rushed into the arms of the wrong Cameron? His lips were genuine but she still worried. The other Cameron appeared normal. This Cameron had been birthed within evil incarnate. She would have to consider things slowly and examine this Cameron for signs that she either chose right or wrong.
“Well, looky there. We found the Love Boat.” Cam pointed out with a grinning nod. Sabbath looking down at a shimmering beauty of a ship.
“What type of steam ship is that?” She questioned! It far exceeded the ships of her era, yet appeared much less intimidating as the vampire hive in the Russian oil tanker the Velchek.
“That there is no steam ship unless it’s run by a mouse named Willy.” Cam chuckled! He eyed the near mint vessel discovering a unique design to it. Obviously, it wasn’t from Cam’s time period either. Possibly a few years ahead of that.
“Who is Willy? Is he really a mouse?”
“Long story! Steamboat Willy was the first animated cartoon Walt Disney offered the world. Willy was really Mickey Mouse but the cartoon was about Willy. That ship below is a cruise ship. Might even belong to Disney. With a name like the Great Walt Whale anything is possible.”
“Cameron look.” Sabbath pointed out something unexpected about two-hundred yards from the ship’s buried hull. “How did the vampires not sense them.”
“Well now! People!”
“They look more like monkeys.”
“Neanderthal maybe. I’m not up on my Darwin theory. Looks like three males and a female. Lucky gal!”
“Should we approach them? They see us.”
“Too spooked, they’re already heading for cover. Probably afraid I’m a Pterodactyl or something. Let’s just leave them be. This is our time together. Right?”
She shivered in his arms and tried to smile but uncertainty kept her vigil. She would let him make the decision for now. As long as the creatures meant no harm. Nor Cameron toward them. Or her well concealed bloodlust. There was still enough fear to make her doubt her future and theirs. After all she was still a vampire. So, was Cameron. Yet, his angel form seemed to push that side of him away. For how long though?
“I’m going to set us down on the deck. Swimming pools and water slides. Woohoo! Might need water though. Long dried up it looks like.”
“Do you think there were any survivors? It does not look as if it has been here long.”
“I guess we’ll find out. Doubt they will come out if there is. Not me with wings and you all albino and shimmering like diamonds. Probably send out the torches and pitchforks first.”
As his feet touched down he released Sabbath to walk of her own volition. She was still getting used to the daylight survival. Once upon the deck she stretched then danced about with a series of twirls.
“You dance pretty well, Ms. Black.”
“Father had Lily and I take lessons. I love to dance. This new freedom is just so much to take in.” Rubbing his chin admiring her beauty he could not agree more. Seeing that devilish glint in his eyes she blushed and wagged a finger at him. “Be the gentleman I first met.”
“Oh, I’m no gentleman.” He chuckled! “Only on the outside.”
“You have no clothing either.”
“I doubt we can wear any clothes even if we find any. We still have a few thousand microbes living inside us. You more than me. But, I still feel a few circulating inside.”
“I can hear them humming. It is beautiful.”
“Beautiful until they eat ya.” He laughed! “I hope they save some of that for me.”
“They tell me I have nothing to fear from them.”
“Oh, yeah? What do they say about me?”
She closed her eyes in thought, questioning them for the first time. This might just bring her fears to surface.
“Do I have anything to fear from this man before me?”
The humming went silent. Distant mumbles were barely heard even to her sensitive ears. Whispers so very far away. Finally she shrugged with a confused expression. “I can’t understand them.”
He circled her as his wings decreased in size and folded up into his back as if never possessed. Black scars sealed over bloody wounds. Cameron Scott stood pretty much normal. His skin’s tint pink yet pale compared to what he used to be. It was as if his body wanted to be its old self but could not achieve it.
“Let’s go explore. Maybe we’ll find you a nice Belle gown. I’ll be the Beast.”
For some reason she believed that!
Back at the Ganthorian Hilton!
Jurassic Junior had arrived. Through the windows of the observation deck Ruby and James studied its hesitant curiosity. Strolling about the cargo containers as if a maze it used its head to nudge the pods about in the soil.
“Please don’t ruin my gym.” Ruby exhaled! “I just set it up.”
“Why isn’t he going after the cows?” James contemplated aloud “No way he doesn’t smell them.”
“Don’t rush him! He’s just confused. It’s not every day he runs into a place like ours.”
“He’s going to trample our crops. Maybe even your bunnies. I see some of them on the outer edge munching. They don’t even seem scared.”
“I just don’t know what to make of them.” Ruby eyed the rabbits and huffed her cheeks. “They seem like they’re protective of me but I get the heeby jeebies too.”
“Can I make an observation?”
“Of course.”
“Did you happen to notice that your belly didn’t light up until after that bunny touched it in the hallway?”
“Yes! I did cross my mind too. Do you think they did something to me? Maybe I’m not really knocked up.”
Her belly instantly began glowing with a bright glare beneath her top. Lifting it she and James read the letters V and E.
“VE?” What does that mean?” Ruby frowned! “First it was DA then MA, now VE.”
“Baby talk is hard to decipher.”
James said then looked up at Ruby with brightening eyes. Both of them instinctively look around for one of their translator collars, realizing it might decode the message. Ruby raced to her room and grabbed hers from a counter she used as a table. Placing it on the glow stopped before she can read it.
“Darn it! Evasive today, aren’t we?”