Pandemonium's Wake
Copyright© 2008 by Fick Suck
Epilogue
Science Fiction Sex Story: Epilogue - #2 Thirty years after their release from the Temperdis, the Families cruise the lanes of human space. They are not integrating well into the rest of human civilization. When a young engineer on a backwater station meets one of the Family, human civilization encounters the first wake of the pandemonium to come.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa
They were facing each other in an unnamed solar system with no habitable planets.
"I agreed to meet with you. What do you want," the pale, thin man asked Ferro.
Ferro had been on the ship less than five minutes. He had slipped across the vacuum from the courier ship to the airlock of the larger ship. Hanging his suit in the open locker, he changed into the usual pajama-like clothes the Families favored. This man had been waiting when he stepped out of the changing room,
"I have two items to discuss. First I have a recorded message from the patriarch of Volentin, which is not for my ears," Ferro said, holding out the chip in his right hand.
The man eyed the chip. A small chirp sounded overhead and only then did the man gingerly remove the chip from Ferro's palm. The man pulled an earbud out of one of his pockets and pressed it into his right ear. The chip went into his computer.
The man had complete control of his muscles. His muscles never moved as he listened to Benni's message. He tapped the screen twice and listened again to the message.
When he was done, he returned his computer to his hip.
"Volentin finally understands the difference between enemies and opponents."
"I don't follow," Ferro said.
"The Vizz are our opponents for this portion of space. We live among our enemies," he said with a hint of disgust. "Tell your patriarch from this patriarch, the answer is 'yes.' We had already marked this target and can be prepared to strike within one week. He already knows our fee."
"I will deliver your message, Patriarch. I ask you to consider my personal request," Ferro said. When the man didn't answer, Ferro continued. "You may know that I trained and studied under Volentin for six months before I was able to design these spaceships. Volentin taught me to fight in the ways of the Temperdis"
"I know."
Ferro cleared his throat. "There are still improvements to be made to the ships. The skills of the Farendass are legendary and I believe that your expertise could inform the necessary refinements."