Chapter 36

This base wasn't on the screen, as an asset. I wonder how many more lies pervaded its logic. "Link through the base computer, to synchronize its shield with my communicator."

"Yes, sir."

"Carlton, are you able to get any data from the new arrival, concerning its reasons for coming here?"

"No, sir. There is only traffic on a secure channel. I am unable to decipher it. There is only normal ground traffic otherwise."

"Continue monitoring, and try to translate their language. Is Amy still sedated?"

"Yes, sir. Amy is still resting."

"Inform me when she awakens." Amy was becoming overwrought, and Carlton secretly gave her some sedative to keep her calm.

"Yes, sir."

If I was going to make a trip to the city, I would need at least one combat suit, if not both. The Tandra were still sleeping. I could awake them now, and get them familiarized with the base before I left.

I opened the suits, and got the AIs to awaken them. I picked up the boy and watched as they all came back mentally. The woman was very troubled about a stranger holding her infant. She sat up abruptly, and I handed her the child. She looked him over, to see if he was hurt, then she looked at her daughter.

I could read their minds easier, now that they had been in the suits. Mother was apprehensive about their lack of clothes. She could see much better now, and saw very clearly that I was not a Tandra. My eyes were too small, and I had dark hair all over my body. My features were not as symmetrical, so I was termed a bit on the ugly side. She saw my cock as I crouched beside them, and wondered how the bone like phallus, was so soft. She also wondered if the reason, I had my cock out, was because she going to be fucked. Her nose started to twitch, as she brought in a lungful of my scent. The idea was starting to become acceptable to her.

I saw that males were more dominant here, and did more for species survival, than just impregnate females. She saw me as a very strong contender for top spot in all the males that she ever saw. With my strength, I could protect her and her children.

She looked on her daughter, and thought that if I was not interested in her, perhaps her daughter would find favour, even though she was young. Then she notices the small things about her children. Their eyes were not a sunken in, as they used to be.

She remembered her arm, and she quickly inspected it. There was no trace of the break, other than the area being a little tender. How was all this possible? It must be magic. This stranger was very strong, and his magical things were so powerful.

"I am not a magician. Everything you will see here is made by your people. You have just forgotten about it, in the long years since your people had a war."

"Why am I hearing such strange ideas, in my head? Am I going crazy?"

"I have already spoken like this to Nema. Ask her, if she heard and understood me."

The two discussed with their voice, what had happened, up till now. Their conversation reminded me of poor people, from the dark ages, discussing the ways of the elite, but an elite that they never seen before.

I interrupted their conversation. "I have to go into the city, and find out what has happened. I need the suits that you both wear. While I am gone, I would like to have you meet Sandra. She will answer all your questions."

They reluctantly got out of the suits. Nema was apprehensive that I would want sex with her.

"Don't worry. I have a wife with me, in a ship, far above your heads." As predicted they both looked up. "Besides, I don't force anyone to have sex with me, ever. Hand me your child, and we can all get cleaned." Both of the girls wondered why they had to get cleaned. They were fine the way they were. The mother handed me the child, with many misgivings, hoping I would not hurt any of them.

I walked to the cleanser, and entered the booth. The dirt and sweat vanished from both of us. The boy enjoyed the gentle sensations, of the machine.

I stepped out, and placed the boy on his feet. I felt a small sympathetic pain, and his leg looked deformed. I sat him down instead, and encouraged the mother to enter as well. Her face showed concern, and then amazement, as the dirt dissolved from her body. A mental signal informed me she was done, and she continued to stay and enjoy the feelings.

"You are done now. Let's give Nema a turn."

She came out just as reluctantly, as she went in. After a few words from the mother, the girl went in, and she too enjoyed the feeling of being clean, for the first time since birth. The whole family looked a lot nicer to me now. I picked up the boy, and walked to medical.

"Your son has something wrong with his leg. I want to fix it now."

The woman was starting to accept me, and agreed. The boy went onto the chair, and a much fuller diagnostic program was run. The suit had corrected many problems, but was not the same as this facility. The doc module came out to do the repairs. The leg would have to be re-broken, and tractors align the break better. I told the doc to administer an anaesthetic, and walked the girls out of the room.

"The leg is being straightened, while the boy sleeps. It is necessary for him to stay in the chair for a while, and get the bone built up, to where it should be. I have told the machine to call you, when it is done. He can walk on it right away, but it will take a while, before it is fully healed."

They used words to express their joy, treating me like a deity that had descended to help just them. "While the boy is having his nap, I want you to walk with me, to the ship."

They followed, looking at the clean pastel walls, with the Tandra script above openings, and on the floor. "All this was made by your people, even the ship we will see, in a moment." They could not believe any of this.

"Sandra, I would like you to meet Nema and her mother..." I looked into her mind and found Sadda as the closest vocal equivalent. "Sadda. They are to be given freedom to ask you about this base, and the world they are on. Do not compromise your security protocols though. When the boy is done, inform them, and give as much help as you can."

"Yes, sir."

They were surprised to hear the voice, and looked around for its source. Sandra started to ask them simple questions, to ease their fears, while I slipped out. I don't think they noticed me leaving.

Sandra negotiated with the newly awakened AI, under the main base, for the transmission. In this case, we needed an active transmitter, and an equally active receiver, because of the distance involved.

I stood in the receiving station. The lights were faint; I could see figures around me, with weapons in their arms. Was this a trap? My mind went out and found individual AIs, housed in suits almost the same as mine. I stood no chance in a fight; there were only two of us, and almost thirty of the others. How to take control of this situation?

"Computer, report communication from incoming ship."

"The Lord High Admiral, Shoojs' of the Glorious Samutz race, has informed the local commander, that King Sook's only daughter Samlay is to be married. This event is to take place one hundred and eighty local days from now, on the planet Samutzi. The groom is King Tinsu of a neighbouring empire. The local commander is ordered to present himself, and a colour party of twenty men, at the wedding feast. They were to be transported no later than six days previous to the wedding, for integration with the seventeen other parties coming."

"What do you know of a lost light destroyer, that had this planet as its last port of call, almost twenty eight," Opps local days are shorter. "Almost sixty local days ago?"

"The ship you speak of was to go to Sirius B, and pick up the wife of the current commander. When the ship never arrived at its destination, the wife came on a mail boat to this system, and reported the incident. The light destroyer currently in orbit was dispatched three local days ago, and has found nothing. It has just come back with problems in its new shield, and detection gear. The ship is old, and has not been serviced as it should from lack of spare parts. The troops think that the lost destroyer has simply failed. It may make its own repairs, and come back on its own, from the patrol. The Samutz do not value life very highly, even their own."

"Do you know the capabilities of the new systems, aboard the destroyer?"

"The Samutz have found a way of modulating the shield. This causes echoes to come from all mines that are hidden in the higher dimensions. All ships are currently being altered, to the same specifications." Shit, there will be no system, safe from the Samutz now.

"A request for information was sent from a ship, in base nineteen. Can you tell me anything about it?"

"The communication was unauthorized. I diverted the message, and it never arrived at the main base. Only an energy emanation occurred, and a patrol was directed to trace it to its source. It reported finding two Samutz that had gone insane, and were later killed."

That was better than I could wish for. "Do you have the means to make a detailed report for me to study?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then do so. Others will be studying it as well. List all assets within this system. Make a copy of your last updated records. All the information on the new detection apparatus, and leave out only the mining and processing facilities, on the second planet, and its moon." This was necessary, or the AI would demand it anyway, and this way, it was me calling the shots. "Put in the report, all other information necessary for a small force of Tandra, and their allies, to retake this system, and defeat the Samutz."

"Yes, sir."

"Give me a general report on this system now. Where is a command chair?"

I learned more than I wanted to, about the Samutz. There first appearance over five hundred local years ago as a vicious band of murderers, barely able to keep their ships together, to very recently, a high tech race, of even more rapacious murderers, bent on genocide of the Tandra race. I was shocked to hear that many Tandra were forced to work for the oppressors in various capacities. All of which were on the tech and repair aspects of the ships and bases. The locals though were mostly for consumption though.

The system defences could have easily removed them, at the time of their arrival, but the orders stated that the no action was to be taken, to continue the charade of the system being worthless.

I had an important decision to make. The secret of galvanized iron penetrating a shield would be invaluable to Earth. If it were divulged prematurely, then a possible defence could be made, before the attack on Earth happened.

There was very little in the way of manufacturing capacity here after the Samutz had taken over much the facilities. There were many missiles on some of the hidden platforms, unknown or ignored by the enemy. If I stripped some of them, and made modifications, then this could make a slight difference in the coming battle. In any event, I could only take about twenty eight with me. The ones on Earth would be brand new and thus more dependable anyways.

Masis was a much better place to fight. There were only fifty thousand Tandra here, at the most, and there was a substantial defensive and offensive capability, if we could get the Tandra weaponry to work with us. A planetary strike here would kill only a few, unlike Earth.

I planned for hours, and then started talking to the AI. She could take over the AI in the base above easily. I stated my objectives, and left out how it was going to happen. At the end of our talk, I received a small crystal containing all of the data I requested, and the plans we had made. It was time to leave.

I stepped through the transporter, followed by a hundred and fifty nine combat suits, with better AIs and armaments. Sadda and Nema were frightened out of their wits, with an army marching at my heels. There were fourteen command suits, and one with even more armaments, for the centurion. This was the closest I could come, because Tandra used base twelve for most things, and these represented one hundred plus the various command suits.

Another problem I had was personal. I would not leave the family here, and alone. The stasis chamber had come to mind, like it did with Ingrid, but I had seen too many in that position recently to allow that path.

"Sadda, I am going home for some help. I want you and your family to come with me." Even with the hell they had been living in, they were hesitant about going into the unknown.

"There is more of your kind on Earth. Nobody is hungry now. When the fighting starts, you will have a lot more protection. You are free to leave here though. I can get you back into a suit, and we can fly anyplace you want. What is your decision?"

After a minute, she said with words and thoughts. "We will go with you."

I talked to Sandra more about crystal extraction, and machining. She had new orders now, to begin both, paying particular interest in the larger crystals. When I came back, we would need them.

Carlton and Amy were informed. Amy had been medicated again by Carlton when she became overly emotional, at the situation we were in. My previous orders were followed carefully, to try to allow her to keep face.

Sandra transmitted the base with all of us cramped but secure. We exited the system together. Sadda, Nema, and Bibia or Bobby now, closed their eyes, and made the two metre trip to Carlton on his tractors. The suits all fitted in Carlton's hold, and Sandra left to carry out her orders. Sandra had less usable space, even though she was much larger. Her systems were much more intricate and extensive than Carlton's old equipment.

Carlton accelerated as fast as he could, till we were able to move above light speed. Amy kissed me fiercely, before taking the frightened family to a corner. She used her mind to give them their first glimpse of how she lived on Earth. I gave her a mental kiss, for her display of empathy for the family.

Her friends and family were the predominant points of discussion. The funny habits of the Earth people, also occupied some of her time. She seemed to be getting over her fright fairly well, now that I was back.

I studied the data on the crystal, hoping to find a better way of taking the system, and delaying the threat to Earth.

Regardless of who had the more important job, I made a late supper. The girls came out of their talk, when their nose twitched at the odd smelling food.

After the meal, Carlton played Star Wars on the large screen, as Amy translated the words, and explained that it was only a story. At the end of the movie, Amy showed our guests, another bedroom, and how to use the facilities. We showered and went to bed.

Amy came into our room and climbed into bed. She lowered her lips and kissed me. My hands came up but she pushed them back to the bed. Her gentle kisses travelled down my chest to my cock. She casually sucked for a few minutes, before taking some oil and lubricating my rock hard pole. She got on top and slowly lowered her vagina around me. She sat and had a small orgasm. Her little body shaking, as it overtook her body.

Vagina? She was too small for me, especially now. "Sweetheart, how are you doing? I had no idea you could fit. Are you in pain." I was so anxious I forgot to look for myself. When I did, I found her old block still keeping her secrets.

"I am more than fine. I have waited a long time to have you where you are, and look into your eyes." She had many orgasms, till I knew it was time for me. I tried to pull her off so I could reach a safe haven, in another port.

Her block disappeared, as she said, "I already carry your child. There is little chance of getting more pregnant." I saw the raw fear in her mind, at the possibility of losing me before, and the glory in knowing, that I would never die as long as her child lived.

I knew lust then, like I had only felt a few times in my life. My hands held her hips as I drove her down onto me again and again. I saw my life perpetuated, with each thrust. I grunted and drove into the girl. She cried in her continuous orgasm, as I went into her head and held her mind tightly to me. My thrusts finally spurting my essence into her young body. She was so close to me, both physically and mentally, that we both fell unconscious in each others arms.

Sometime during the night, I awoke to my weight shifting, and went back to sleep.

I slept in an extra hour, and pried Amy's arm off my chest and her other hand from my cock. Wait. I turned my head, and saw Sadda sleeping on my left and on the other side of her was Bobby. It was her hand on my chest. Towards the foot of the bed, lay Nema. Her head cuddling my thigh, while her arm pulled my leg close.

Nema's mind had images of her getting the same things that Amy had. A very staunch family to protect and feed her and someone as strong as me, to meet the needs that were coming out only now.

I looked deeper, and saw that these Tandra, could and did, regulate more than conception, but also the basic urges, till the time was right to safely have children. I sat up, and pried the hand from my leg, trying not to awaken Nema.

"Carlton, elevate me slowly, so the rest can sleep."

"Yes, sir."

Everybody slept for a few more hours, while I exercised and worked some more on the problems facing us. My mind going back time and time again, to the fact that I was going to have another child. I finally pulled myself together, and contemplated what to do when the Samutz decided to seek revenge for the ship I took. Another possibility was to consider what they would do, when I tried to take Epsilon Eridani from them.

I could feel Bobby waking up, and wanting to get fed. I stretched out my arms, and he eagerly came into them. I pulled him to me, and I knew I had only seconds. I raced to the washroom, and helped him squat Tandra fashion, as he peed over the proper drain in the floor. A great relief came over him, and he even shook from the sheer joy, of voiding his bladder. We stepped into the cleanser, and came out ready for some food.

I put him down, and he objected to losing his mode of transportation. Disregarding his protests, I went and started breakfast for him. I had picked up some Tandra glop, at base nineteen. Mom's medical courses told me that there were certain vitamins, that the Tandra needed, that were not in Human food. There were lots of supplements on Earth, but here there was none.

I sat in the command chair, and used the handle of a spoon, to feed the one year old. He was still smaller than an Earth new born, and his mouth was not large enough for the regular end of the instrument, yet.

Carlton played scenes from Earth, as I told the boy what they were. Being so young, he did not understand much of my words, but enjoyed the closeness, as I did.

The views of tropical beaches or frozen tundra did not register at all. His planet was beautiful, but some of the colours just seemed off a little. Their climate was mild for about a hundred and ninety Earth days, then it abruptly became searing hot, for forty.

Amy came over rubbing her eyes, to give me a kiss. She seemed happy that I was taking an active interest in children, but another small portion, wanted me to only favour her children. I managed to hide my recognition of the fact, before she noticed.

"Good morning, Sweetheart. Will you take care of Bobby, while I make breakfast for the rest of you?"

She did as I asked, sat in the chair, and continued the lessons. She wanted to prove that she could be a good mother, and also to get in some practice before the real event.

It felt odd, when I had time to think about it, but many women and girls were now going to have my children. My old ideas of spending much of my time guiding my children. They would grow up to be adults, that I would be proud of, had changed a bit. I knew that the mothers would band together, and we would all raise them to be responsible. If a child needed more love and attention, then he or she would get it.

I used the last of the bacon and eggs, and cut up some fresh tomatoes for a garnish. Within moments, curious faces peeked from around the corner. I went through the process of teaching Sadda, while Amy taught Nema the proper way to use a spoonknife.

After the meal, we continued with the travelogue. Sadda was amazed to see the number of people living in one place. As we watched, I tried to come up with a way to kill Samutz, in wholesale lots. A planetary strike, with a large enough rock would kill most of them, in one swoop. The trouble would begin, when I tried to mop up the rest. They were scattered thinly all over the planet, and would be hard to track down, and exterminate. It was also clear, that many of the Tandra would also die in the attack.

The Tandra on the planet were the equivalent of barbarians, and any organized Samutz hunt, would have many more causalities, than was necessary. The only possible solution was to use the mercs. They were to help me board ships, and act as infantry on Masis.

The next concern was once the infantry did their job, would they corrupt the Tandra much worse, than I would ever do? Soldiers are not a tool you can just turn off, and put away, till it is needed again. Mercs are known to be individualistic, and they were out for all they could get, from any confrontation, the adrenaline rush was just added spice to some.

An hour later, I went back to work, and let the others continue with their entertainment. The new combat suits, I found, were only a slight improvement over the old. The AIs were easier to get along with, and there was nothing new, just a further honing of each of the functions. The suit would be better able to fight, without an occupant, but I felt, the suits were too sophisticated, and took more of the human's initiative, from the mix.