Alien kidnapping, or was it Chapter 13

Alien kidnapping, or was it
Chapter 13

Sam picked himself off the ground, staring at Mellos. Rubbing the side of his face, he thought, ’Damn, I felt that.’

"What in the hell is your problem?" He asked.

"You are, you miserable piece of garbage." Mellos spit out venom at him.

Sam could only shake his head in confusion.

Walking up to Sam, Mellos started, "I thought when I began to heal that I would finally be well.

Then, I found out that my reproductive system was working again. It's your fault; you have to fix this!"

Sam was still confused as he looked at Mellos. Suddenly, his eyes flew wide. "Look, I hardly know you. I don't think that having sex will fix..."

"You arrogant piece waste of space! As if I'd ever let you near my body, let alone have sex!" Mellos shouted as she again swung full force at Sam.

This time, Sam caught her fist, and then she swung the other, which he also caught. Mellos jumped up, undaunted, driving her feet into Sam's midsection. With a loud umph, Sam was again propelled back into the forest through several trees.

Gasping a moment, Sam growled as he took to the air, heading back to where Mellos and the native people were standing.

"Come on!" Mellos commanded, bowing up toward him, "Fight me. Let's see if you're powerful enough to defeat me!"

Sam flew full out, almost connecting with her chin when he stopped. Hmm, she wanted him to fight her. Mellos was knocked back a few feet. She thought, if he didn't hit me, I'd be in trouble. Finally taking matters into her own hands, she kicked Sam's leg near the junction of his legs.

Sam saw the kick coming and just narrowly missed being hit in his crotch. Damn it, I have to subdue her. She was rushing. He was behind her, his arms locked around her chest. ‘My god,’ he thought, ‘she's bigger than I thought she was.’

Mellos wasn't expecting the move that Sam did, especially when he linked his hands under her breasts. What in the world was going on? She’d been experiencing a tingling all over as soon as she and Sam started to fight. Well, she thought she'd been fighting. She was a little impressed that Sam had held her off this long. This had to end. She could already start to feel the effects of her illness.

Gathering what little strength she had left, she threw her head back into Sam's face, catching him by surprise. As soon as he let her go, she reached back, connecting with his chin as hard as possible.

Now enraged, Sam quickly, as if instinctually, brought an uppercut to Mellos's face, ending the fight. Even as she was falling back, she finally sighed, then was out cold.

Sam took a deep breath to calm, crap she always seemed to bring out the worst in him. He was about to reach over to pick her up when a red beam snatched her away. Shaking his head again, he turned back to the natives.

Onboard Mellos's ship, the blonde male who assisted her watched as she got several hits.

Then, he was greatly angered when he saw that the Sam male had his arms near her upper chest. How dare that low life touch his goddess Mellos. Struggling more, he saw that Mellos finally got him to hit back. Even as she was falling, he was locking in on her location and activating it as soon as he saw the male move toward her.

Mellos's head felt like a comet had collided with it. Awakening almost twenty minutes later, her body was aching all over. God, she thought when he put those strong arms around me. He had nearly touched her up top. It was electrifying! I have to... Mellos's mouth dropped open.

What in the universe was wrong with her? She'd never been attracted to anyone or anything but pain. Well, that and taking everything she could from the IP.

Lying there a few more minutes, she felt her strength slowly returning. Good, she thought, no need to go into the chamber, at least not yet. She detected movement next to her, and turning her head became a significant undertaking.

"Slave!" She croaked out in a loud whisper. "What are the readings?"

The male grabbed a holo/data cube and brought it to her. Activating it, he showed her the new healing areas, several previously wholly healed. Then he gave her the real bad news, "it appears now that your reproductive system is now at seventy-five percent. Plus, had we not the equipment we do, I doubt I could have scanned much."

Mellos nodded her head as she lay back down. Damn if that didn't help. That's when she felt an urge that she didn't get often. One that always took her by surprise. "Get me to the waste room!" She told the male in a near panic. Damn, this was bad; with her waste center not working much, she hardly ever had to go. Looking at the holo/data cube again as the male helped her up, she saw it was at fifty percent now. Great, just great, another thing she could do without.

The male took her into the room and stood there as she sat. When she looked up at him, giving him an icy stare, he quickly left. Sitting there, she expected an immediate rush of liquid.

After ten minutes, she was about to get up when a sudden steady stream poured into the waste collector. The thing was, it lasted for a few minutes.

Shaking her head after she cleaned up, she stood up, stretching. Damn, I'm tired. She thought I ought to lay down a bit, thinking of her slumber chamber.

To her astonishment, she looked at the waste chamber wall and was halfway to her sleep chamber.

The male gasped when he saw Mellos suddenly appear much as the Sam male had. Shaking his head, he thought things were about to change around here. Mellos blinked when she looked around; how did she, when? Then, as she stepped toward her sleep chamber, a slow, evil smile lit up her features.

Sam turned back to the native people of the planet. Bowing to them, he told them that the earth was now theirs. Many looked at him as if he'd lost his mind. Fortunately, Queen Triada had already started speaking to the few still-alive leaders.

Sitting down on a nearby stump, he rubbed his chin again. Was it his imagination, or was Mellos a bit stronger than before? Her hits weren't all that strong, far from giving him pain, though they were enough to knock him off his feet.

Still ignoring the natives in thought talk with Queen Triada, he went back over the fight. She also made it sound like she had severe problems with her body and health. Somehow, fighting him had triggered it? Ok, now that was a little farfetched.

He felt a presence or quite a few of them a moment later. "We wish to convey our thanks. We have been under the thumb of the first councilor for a long time. With the help of the other two triads, we will rebuild."

Sam was nodding to everything the almost stick people told him. He was about to speak when Queen Triada cut him off. I'm sorry you have to go, Sam. They will need the power of the other two triad corners to stay free. I think you should take a flight near the sun. It's less intense than the last, though it will help to energize you more.

Several people nodded to Sam, then waved as he took to the sky. Looking around, Sam wanted to make sure the IP hadn't left anything he might have to destroy later or regret not getting now. Smashing a few satellites, he was satisfied as he entered the wormhole.

Where am I going now, he thought, feeling the directions that Triada had left him.

On the IP home world, the lord Doctor had the replacement body ready for the first councilor.

The young man looked confused, yelling at the Doctor. "I thought I was his replacement! What are you doing!"

The Doctor leaned close, telling the young male that you are his replacement, or your body is.

You see, you are about to die as painfully as possible. So please scream as loudly as you can.

It will make your mind's death that much more delicious!"

"You lied to me. You have made a breach of contract. I cry foul; you have broken the law!" The young male screamed.

The Doctor turned back with a hideous smile, "Yes, I guess we did, then again? Nobody cares!" The Doctor moved away as the machines started to hum louder, and then the young male started screaming like he was being skinned alive. All seven there began to laugh with sadistic glee as time wore on. Finally, almost an hour later, the young male screamed one last time and then was silent.

Nodding, the Doctor moved in to examine the male. Finally, a few minutes later, he nodded to the other six. Placing the case back in its receptacle on the wall, the doctor went to the male to wait.

Within a few more minutes, the now older-looking male moaned out softly. "Ah! Good to see you are back." The Doctor pulled a strange-looking device out, turned it, and passed it over to the male. "A perfect transfer, with a point zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, one percent memory loss. So, tell me, was it the Clive Stone?"

He was clearing his throat, "Yes, lord Doctor. He is far stronger than I am. It felt as if I was going against you. He crushed me like I was nothing. The female we draw the serum from was the last to do this." Here, the councilor shook his head. "I believe she pales beside his strength now."

The Doctor's eyes were wide a second as he nodded. It was as strong as he'd thought; finally, after so long, he would have a true challenge. He turned to look at all of them, that is, if they didn't team up to try and take him down.

Sighing, the Doctor moved to the door. "I suggest you decide too long. As he is, it will take all of you to defeat him. I will await your answer." He said as he stepped out the door.

Outside, he climbed into his transport, shaking his head. How did he end up with some of the weakest-minded for such an old and intelligent race?

As his vehicle lifted, the doctor sent his mind to the planet where the Clive Stone was.

Looking around, he saw that the bastard Sam had wasted no time getting the natives up and running. Smiling, she remembered long ago when they had gotten the IP home world to capitulate fairly easily. If this kept up, it would be a long time before they had almost complete control again.

The Doctor was surprised when he felt Sam's absence at all. Had that bastard already started for the second cornerstone world? Withdrawing, the Doctor searched for Sam's life force.

Stopping short, he found Sam landing on the second world. This disgusting thing was better organized than the doctor had first realized. Rushing to the planet, the Doctor alerted the commanders.

I want all troops to pull out now! The Doctor thought to all of them. I want everything at the third cornerstone world. I will have a significant force when this creature shows up there.

Within an hour, I want all of you gone. Go now, or you'll deal with me!

Sam had just started to talk to a few of the same types of people as in the last world when he was surprised. I was shocked when not only did no IP troops try to stop him, but they were fleeing. Every last one he could see was getting the hell off the world as fast as they could. That's when he felt a mighty mind watching him.

So, Sam started. You are the true leader of all of this. I take it since you haven't attacked that you are frightened of me? Ha! So, the councilors are as weak and helpless as I thought!

The doctor was shocked at first that Sam had detected him. Then he felt something he hadn't in a very long time—rage, uncontrollable, unquenchable, almost maddening rage.

Do you mock the most vital, most advanced race in centuries? How dare you stand there saying such things! The Doctor thought as his rage continued to grow.

Suddenly, the Doctor struck out at Sam, who calmly batted the attack away. Smiling inward,

Sam nodded; he had this ass where he wanted him.

The thing is, this one is far stronger than any he'd ever felt. It was taking all Sam had to hold it off.

They went at it for twenty minutes, attacking as fast and hard as possible. Finally, the Doctor started to back off; it appeared we were evenly matched. This will be different from next time.

The Doctor thought then was gone.

The Doctor slumped over in his seat inside the transport in the IP home world. This one was dangerous. He'd barely been able to hold Sam off.

That was its last thought as it slipped into unconsciousness.

Sam was smiling when he felt the powerful mind retreat. He'd won a small victory, that was for sure. Little did the mind know that Sam fighting him had almost doubled his mental strength.

Sitting with a thud, Sam watched his legs shake from the exhaustion that he was feeling.

Looking around, he saw that most people were wandering around, looking lost with wide eyes.

Dropping his head, he wondered if he was so weak that they could hurt or kill him. Standing again on wobbly legs, Sam lifted off slowly, rising toward space. Damn, it! At this rate, it would take him several hours to make orbit!

Sam tried to push harder, gaining a little speed, though not much. Shaking his head, he thought, “At least I am high enough they can't get to me.”

Looking back at the slowly receding land, he thought, “I hope they don't have missiles.”

An hour later, he was much higher but still not in space. Trying to push harder made him light-headed. Suddenly, a blue light surrounded him as he shrugged and vanished.

Drivas let out a breath after sub-commander Triot had broken contact. She was also glad that she and Thallus had fooled him as well as they had.

With his readings, he would think that she and Thallus were the perfect mind slaves he wanted.

"Do you have any idea where Sam is?" Drivas asked Thallus.

"I've been searching for his bio-energy. I believe he turned back, heading for the first sector.

All readings indicate that he is in a cornerstone world.

I.." Thallus started, then stared at Drivas wide-eyed.

"What's wrong? Has he started to kill a great many?" Drivas asked.

"No, commander. I am also picking up Mellos Thymp's bio-signature! Commander, even as strong as we are, we're still no match for her. I estimate she'd shred our defenses in just over ten minutes." Thallus replied.

"Our defenses? She'd not have to shred them if she is anything like Sam," Drivas informed her.

"I meant our mental defenses. Before, we could have done nothing, now? We could stop her for a short time." A shaky Thallus told her.

Taking a deep breath, Drivas made a decision. "We have to keep as close to Sam as we can. That was what I got from Thantas. Take us there. Just try to keep us out of her sights if possible."

Thallus nodded as they entered the wormhole. They should be there in an hour.

Coming out of the wormhole, they saw that all the IP was gone from the planet. Sam was also absent, which disappointed both females.

"I am reading him, commander. He entered a wormhole a few moments ago." An excited Thallus told Drivas.

"Let's go. I want to keep on him as much as we can," Drivas said as she plotted the course. Then they, too, were in a wormhole. "Any indication that Mellos is also following?"

"No, commander, her ship was surprisingly silent," Thallus reported.

Drivas nodded, "Keep on guard; there's no telling if and when she will show up. I imagine she is still mad that she can't take Sam."

"I have thought on that," Thallus said, musing. "Perhaps Sam is far more than even she can handle? Even Thantas said Sam was past her."

Drivas thought on this for a few moments, then replied. "I believe you might be right. With the others she killed, they were nowhere as strong as she was. Sam is an entirely different scenario altogether. She may have met her match for once."

Thallus was about to speak again when the console signaled they were exiting the wormhole. Coming out, they were both shocked to see a great many of the IP ships fleeing the area.

"Commander!" Thallus almost shouted. "I believe I have found him. Strange."

"What's wrong?" Drivas asked.

"It is Sam, though he is moving so slowly. From the readings, he is at the end of his energy." Thallus relayed to Drivas.

Drivas nodded as she reviewed all the readings they were getting from Sam. "It appears that you are correct. It also appears that we can take him with the beam. Transport him here as soon as you're ready."

"Yes, commander. I am targeting him now. The tracking system is still having a difficult time locking him. Ah! I think I have him commander."
Thallus said.

As the transport machinery started to work, Drivas hoped they didn't have any trouble out of Sam when he was here. After all, he could breathe in space, and they couldn't.

A few moments later, the beam shut down with Sam sprawled out on the deck. Looking up, Sam saw the two women and then nodded. They are friends, he thought, at least I think they are.

"Sam?" Drivas asked, not sure it was him. The Sam she knew was usually in better shape. Shaking her head, she took a tentative step toward him. Well, she thought, it appeared to be him, though what had happened?

Drivas ran a scanner over him and saw that he had used almost all his mental energy. What had happened in just an hour to exhaust him like this? Drivas suddenly felt Sam's hand on her arm as he pulled her close.

"Get as close to the sun as you can. I need some exposure if I am to recover. Drivas looked at Sam momentarily, then ran to the control chair, taking the ship closer to the system's sun.

"That's as close as we dare get, Sam. Anymore, I'm afraid we'd have severe problems." Drivas told him. Sam nodded as he tried to stand, falling almost on his face. Drivas somehow managed to get Sam up near a view portal. Sam leaned against it, trying to take in what he could.

Slowly, he could feel some of his strength return, though not much. Straightening up, Sam tried to phase out through the wall to no avail. Damn it, he hated feeling this week after he'd had all that strength for so long.

Sighing, he stood there, feeling his energy creep higher at a prolonged rate.

Sam leaned over to Drivas, barely able to whisper. "Put me out there. It will take a week or more for me to get better at this rate."

"Won't you perish out there as weak as you are? Thallus asked.

"Possibly," Sam answered. "Though I might here also as weak as I am."

Drivas was nodding, though Thallus had her doubts. Finally shrugging, Thallus told them, "All right." She set the beam in front of the ship, and then Sam was outside again.

Sam's eyes widened as he felt more of his strength return. Pushing forward, he started to move a little faster toward the sun. ‘Phew,’ he thought, about time beginning to feel better already. That is 'til he looked back, seeing Mellos's ship appear.



To be continued