Far Pangaea
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Episode 40: CURSE WORDS
Science Fiction Sex Story: Episode 40: CURSE WORDS - 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
Kansas kid Greta Winston and the diamond skinned Elle Franklin did their best to keep Colonel Ruby Goddard sane. Knowing that she had deep feelings for Jack Ramse even though she hid them well, they felt her loss. Having saved them all possibly against a Fallen Angel of unimaginable power the other colonel had cursed himself through a recited spell from a book of dark magic. A Chinese recount of the History of China and their encounters with great evil. A book James Ian Pryce referred to as the Book of the Living. How you lived was the hidden message.
It was obvious that nobody in the family here could now touch Jack, nor he them. He could still bond with them from a distance but would that be enough for them? Specifically Colonel Ruby Goddard who was now potentially carrying Jack’s unborn child. Her emotions were shot.
Compound that with all the mystical rabbits around the Ganthorian starship they resided in her brain was fighting to cope. All they could do was console her the best they could. At least now Greta Winston need not hide the fact that Jack cursed himself as Jack requested. It took time for the curse to grow. Distance pushing those he loved away more and more. It would only get worse.
Ruby would cry throughout the night. James Ian even went so far as to tell his pet to stay with her, Xander climbing up on her bed to snuggle. She needed his empathy. Once she fell asleep the others gathered outside by a camp fire made by Malcolm Brand. In his normal human size he was trying to keep busy. Frustrated by the aftermath of Verago and the revelations that the apple he had swallowed and become one with was part of God’s soul. A mere shard at best. One he shared with others undoubtedly. It boggled the mind. Newly resurrected hot shot pilot Cameron Scott joined him by the fire trying his best to rekindle with his buddy.
“You okay, Brother?” Cam sat down with his bottle of Tequila. The lawn chair from the cargo container Christmas list creaking under his weight.
“Yeah! Never better. How about the two of you?”
“Two of me? Who knows. I feel him out there, with my girl. Strange knowing that somehow I was split into two. Siamese Twinkies. All I know is I’m alive. God is good.”
“Bible thumper now?”
“I wouldn’t say that. I think God understands us better than we think. All that mumbo jumbo in the Bible was most likely written by a bunch of wine imbibing monks, prophets, and con artists. All of them undoubtedly claiming God told them this and that. What I know of God is one thing. He’s a lover. Good enough for me.”
“I can’t believe you were hatched.”
“I wasn’t hatched. At least I don’t think so. It felt more like I was released from prison. Ole’ Gaicazar’s sword was the key to unlocking my cell. Where is the cuddly Roman anyways?”
“Out near Jack. I set up an empty cargo container about 300 yards out for Jack to bunk in. Like me. Elle and Gaicazar carried out a bed and his stuff from the ship. Sophia built him a fire pit. Greta brought him fruit and veggies. Had to leave them about fifty feet away and vacate. He hauled them the rest of the way.”
“What do we do about this curse? I told James to break that old book out and find a remedy.” Cam offered Mal a drink to which he took a swig and returned to Cam.
“Dunno.” Malcolm shrugged! “What’s this about you and the car? James called you Light Rider.”
“Fits, don’t it?” Cam chuckled! “I still don’t get how I did that. I guess it was a one time thing. God’s gift to me.”
“Elle thinks you’re connected to God somehow.”
“Might be. I know I feel pretty great.” He lifted his bottle of Tequila, swishing the contents about! “Ordinarily, I’d be three shits to the wind by this low in the tank.”
“Right! Hard to imagine how far we’ve all come in a month since our crash here. Feels like we’re destined for greatness or something. All this God business. Now angels, vampires, Adam and Eve, Gaea, a loveable T-Rex that still scares the shit out of me. You just know he’s going to turn on us.”
“Maybe. I just think Adam and Eve’s restless souls are looking for a home. Inhabiting a T-Rex is just plain weird but hey. Who are we to judge? You’re a walking talking Mountain. I’m a drunk ass Light Rider. Elle’s a laser eyed diamond chick. Sophia’s? Yeah, not going there.”
“Smart move. Maddy is a ghost who can now switch places with her buried dead body. Greta’s the invisible cowgirl. We have a Roman immortal who knew Christ. A boy Einstein on brain steroids. And, a pregnant moody Redhead. I think we’re all covered now.”
“Then there’s me, me, and a sexy ass vampire who has to sleep at night now. Strange as fuck.”
“Cam? If you’re God. And my apple is part of your soul. Does that make us true brothers?”
Cam mulled the observation over then toasted him with the Tequila bottle. “You were always my brother, Brother.”
“Racist bastard.” Malcolm kicked Cam’s shoe.
“Naaaw!”
“Yeah!”
Three-hundred yards away Jack Ramse sat alone, cursing himself for his negligence. Although a loner soul in his former life in the future of this world, he did enjoy his new friends. Companions! Ruby! Stoking his fire to liven it up his thoughts revolved around what came next. In the darkness he heard rumbling. Loud footfalls vibrating the landscape. Adam and Eve came into view of the flames incandescent glow. Looking up Jack sighed.
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“Can’t sleep, Cozy Couple?”
“Nay!” He heard a familiar reply! “I discovered a way to get closer to you friend Jack.” “Gaicazar?”
“Aye! On foot I could not walk through the barrier. However, on another’s feet I could.”
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“Riding Barney now. Smart thinking!”
“Quite uncomfortable! I prefer the saddle of an enclosed purple chariot.” Namely his first car ride in Cameron’s Dodge Charger Hendrix.
“You have no idea how much I needed that chuckle.” Jack had to laugh! “How did you do it living out here all of these years in solitude? Chasing monsters and alone.”
“In the beginning I had my fellow legionnaires. Until Lilith took them all from me. After that it became a matter of obligation. To God! To ending the suffering of my friends and brothers. There are more out there. I will have to leave in search of them soon. Even with Lilith vanquished her progeny lives, if not dead in a living form. I cannot rest until they rest.”
“We both know that I’m going to have to leave too. The curse grows more each hour. By this time tomorrow I think I’ll be pushed out another mile. I’d join you on your quest but I can’t even get near you. Unless you’re riding on our friendly neighbors there. Here’s my question. How is it the rabbits can share my space? Rex there! When you can’t even get close on foot. I figured the magic was their key. Souls are magic, right? Yet, you can’t. Your sword is magical too. Your immortality is mystical.”
“I fear I have no answers my friend. As the scriptures say, God works in mysterious ways.”
“I don’t think my curse is based on God.”
“Perhaps not. I will look after your friends as long as I can.” Antonaeus decided then to toss something down at Jack. It was a leather scroll.
“What’s this?” Jack bent over to pick it up.
“It is a map. As you say, I have been here a very long time.”
“Thanks, Antonaeus. I’ll definitely make use of it.” Jack raised the scroll with a glint of respect, “I’m just waiting on a care package. It will signal my departure.”
The T-Rex turned its head toward the ship of its own volition, hearing something coming. The reaction made Jack pierce the darkness with ease. His Weaver bug enhanced senses had no problem in seeing through the dead of night.
“Speak of the Devil.” Jack grimaced! He meant it in a good way.
Floating toward him came James Ian Pryce, utilizing the few drones he had kept in reserve to gravitate him closer. While also not touching the ground he was able to join Jack without the others knowing it. Too his side was a well stocked military issue back pack.
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“Colonel.”
“Thanks, Kid. You always come through.”
“I try. I looked over the Book of the Living. I’m afraid to read it too closely because-- well, you know.”
“Yeah. It’s fine. Greta gave you my message. You fulfilled it.”
“I packed lots of goodies in your bag, Colonel. Your gauntlet. An extra translator collar just in case. I made a new hologram box instead of the collar one. The collar might burn out using the hologram mode too often. For Ruby’s sake please stay in touch.”
“I will. What’s my range on this?” Jack retrieved his bag and unpacked the box.