Béla Book 5: New Beginnings
Copyright 2004 Revised 2013
Chapter 10
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 10 - This is the story of the exodus from Earth by the remaining 'Normals', guided by the hybrid alien girls, challenged by near insurmountable problems and enemies - namely the conquering Confederates, and the surprising introduction of a new long-lifer, unknowingly created by Beth, the Vampire girl's now dead sister. The new girl brings a gift for Alicia, Frank & Tanya's oldest daughter - a gift more priceless than Alicia could possibly imagine.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Rape Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Time Travel Post Apocalypse Superhero Extra Sensory Perception Space Paranormal Vampires Slut Wife Incest Mother Father Daughter BDSM Rough Sadistic Torture Snuff Group Sex Orgy Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Fisting Sex Toys Squirting Necrophilia Exhibitionism Voyeurism Body Modification Public Sex Violence Transformation
The little prop racing plane was zooming along at almost two hundred and sixty. She banked sharply around the large balloon and began the final lap. There were three planes in front of her, so she had next to no chance of victory in this race, but Alana didn't care. She was on leave, and she was having fun.
A bright light high above blinded her for a few seconds. During that time, her engine cocked out completely. When she could see again, all her instruments were disabled. Another racing plane zoomed by, obviously in trouble, as it was falling out of the sky like she was.
Pulling on the stick as hard as she could, she guided her blunt-nosed racer toward a mountain lake off to the side of the racecourse. Although her racer could reach exciting speeds (when the engine was working), it didn't glide well with the short, stubby wings and the heavy, high-powered motor weighing down the nose.
Despite those handicaps, she managed to drop her craft onto the lake surface. One other craft struck the water ahead of her, so she wasn't the only one to think of this avenue of escaping death.
An enormous splash and the crushing weight of tons of water smashing through her windscreen were the last things she remembered.
She couldn't breathe. Opening her eyes, she discovered she was in a tank of bluish water. The surface was only a little ways above her, so she thrashed anxiously upward, thrusting her head up above the water.
'Where am I?' she thought, still lost in the ancient dream of her pervious life. 'This isn't the lake – I'm in a vat – a restoration tank! I must've been seriously injured in that crash.'
Then she was too busy choking and coughing the liquid nutrients out of her lungs to think about anything. She managed to find her voice to cry out a weak protest as the netting came up beneath her and gently raised her up and out of the tank.
By the time she was deposited on her birthing table, Alana was fairly certain she knew where she was. She managed a weak smile, recognizing Elaine and Jeff. There were also several techies she didn't know who seemed to be unable to leave her alone for the next minute or two as they poked and prodded, pulling tubes and wires out of her arms, legs and chest.
"Béla, Goddess of the Land," Jeff grinned, "Welcome back. You look wonderful."
'Welcome, Sister, ' Elaine thought into her mind. 'There is someone special here who wants to greet you... '
Elaine stepped to the side and Alana could see someone lying on a birthing table similar to hers. This someone was male; very young looking and somehow extremely attractive.
Sibilius lay on his birthing table and watched the young female being lifted from her nutrient tank and carefully deposited on her own birthing table. Then friends from her earlier life surrounded her and he couldn't see her. Suddenly her bright green eyes met his, and he fell in love all over again.
'Alana – my beloved... '
'Sibilius? Is that really you in there?' Alana laughed into his mind. 'Did we truly make it?'
'We are together, if that is your question, my Love, ' Sibilius thought back.
'I can hardly wait until I am strong enough, Beloved, ' Alana thought back, barely able to contain her joy. 'I want so badly to touch you again!'
"You don't have to wait, Captain," Elaine grinned at her.
The two technicians moved Alana's birthing table up along side of Sibilius'. Alana needed help to move her arm, and Elaine pressed their hands together, momentarily sharing the elation as Alana and Sibilius mind-linked before stepping away to let her captain and her father have their privacy.
The wedding took place three weeks later, and it was truly a royal affair to match the ancient annual Sumarian celebrations of which King Sargon and his priestess Enheduana partook each spring. Instead of a hand carried litter, however, Alana rode in a horse-drawn open carriage surrounded by her requisite six 'handmaidens' (Elaine, Annalisa, Lisa, Tanya, Tabatha and Jackie) to join with her beloved Sibilius at the head of the street.
