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Alien kidnapping, or was it Chapter 20

Alien kidnapping, or was it
Chapter 20
 
Sam felt the portal open as he moved forward. He knew where the counsel was, though he had yet to be there.
 
As he moved through the tunnel, he thought about taking down the council. He'd already decided that a direct attack was out of the question.
 
As he traveled further, he was so deep in thought that he almost passed by where he needed to exit. Upon exiting, he could only nod at the massive number of ships surrounding the planet.
 
‘Hmmm,’ he thought, ‘this was going to be more involved than he initially thought.’ Going as fast as he could, he landed several trillion miles away.
 
On the IP home world, several hundred alarms were going off, and then, just as quickly, they were silent. The Lord doctor, already angry, became more so at this new intrusion on his thoughts.
 
He then opened up several orbital stations and went through them at an alarming speed. Something was at the extreme edge of the scanner and visual range.
 
The Lord Doctor shook his head. He didn't think the system was faulty, and he nodded they were all at optimal efficiency.
 
He had started to turn away when a momentary flash caught his attention. Zooming in and backing up the recording, he saw a flash on the screen again.
 
At maximum magnification, the doctor's eyes went wide. He could swear he'd seen a humanoid shape before it seemed to vanish.
 
The doctor took a communicator from his belt. "This alert is that we have possible hostiles just outside scanner range. All available ships investigate immediately."
 
A thin smile crossed his lips as he saw more than a thousand ships depart. Within minutes, the area outside the scanner range was vastly crowded by many boats.
 
Sam had just sat to think when he saw the approach of many IP ships. “Well hell,’ he thought, ‘so much for not being noticed.”
 
Sam sighed, leaning as fast as he could; though he was not a fan of the IP, he didn't want to kill them. Well, he thought, as the distance grew. He didn't want to kill all of them, just a few.
 
The Lord Doctor released the breath that he'd been holding. Shivering, he was shocked to find that he was excited for the first time in centuries.
 
The lord Doctor's eyes got more considerable as he felt something else. Was this anticipation? He hadn't felt that emotion in an even longer time.
 
He started the recording again, reviewing it repeatedly, getting it as slow as possible. A thin smile again dominated his features; it had to be that damn Clive Stone. He kept seeing for the briefest moment the shape of the Sam creature.
 
He shook his head; the Clive Stone was gone, that was for sure. He contemplated returning the ships momentarily, shaking his head; no, it would provide all the lazy IP exercise.
 
He turned toward the terminal again, entering data at a blinding fast speed. Sitting back, he just hoped that the A.I. brain of the computer could extrapolate a favorable answer. The last he'd gotten had him worried for the first time in four and a half centuries.
 
Less than twenty minutes later, there was a ding from the comp. Could you let him know it was finished? Gazing at the readout, the doctor nodded, as he suspected. So, the bastard was finally coming to meet them. Smiling again, the doctor started to call several commanders.
 
"It appears that the Clive Stone was within scanner range of this planet. This is unacceptable; if it happens again, I must replace all home world commands. Then again, some punishment is in order.
 
Here, he turned toward the highest-ranking male. The male's eyes got large as he floated off the ground. Within seconds, he was screaming louder and louder, 'til his screams were shrieks. Even as the others watched, blood began to pour from the male's mouth and ears, and his eyes quickly followed.
 
The doctor looked at all the commanders, nodding. Almost all of them were showing a sadistic glee. Turning back to the male, the doctor closed his hand, watching as the male's body was ripped to pieces.
 
"Ah, there, I hope another demonstration isn't necessary?" Another smile came to the doctor's lips as all the males snapped to attention, saluting. "Good, now, DO NOT fail me!" With that, he clicked off, ‘That was so satisfying. He missed the old days when killing several each day was normal.’
 
Now, he had to deal with those fools that were supposed to be of his people. Stopping a moment, he thought about what Sam had said. There are eleven doctors out there. He knew of the eight here; then there was the one he'd been trying to groom, that was nine, so there were two more?
 
If there were two others, they had to be extremely weak or far more robust than him. A thrill went through him; could some of the elite have survived?  
 
He hoped that if they had, they would come forward soon; as strong as Sam was, they would need help.
 
Both Mellos and Drivas's ships set down not far from where Queen Triada and Triann were. Mellos went to where the male who had been with her for years was still unconscious on the med bed. Checking the readings, Mello’s mouth dropped open. Turning, she went to the hatch and then out.
 
As she stepped out, Mellos saw that the other ship had arrived to see if they believed Sam. Then, to her utter amazement, not only Drivas and Thallus exited but so did the female that Sam had saved from her. She was about to walk up to Raydy, then stopped short. It might not be too good to push things, but through them, accepting her as an everyday thing shocked her like a regular thing.
 
When the four females approached where the queen and Sam's mother were, more than a few weapons were heard powering up, the Queen immediately had all the guards lower their weapons.
 
"I welcome you, noble Clive Stones." The Queen stated, bowing to all four of them.

All four of their mouths dropped open.
 
Drivas stepped forward, "I am sorry, Queen Triada, Thallus, and myself are only about sixty to sixty-five percent Clive Stone." She then lowered her head slightly.
 
"You are more than half; I can feel much about you, Clive Stone; I would..." the queen started.
 
"I see that Sam discovered the DNA adjusting technique he has." A barely clothed, tall, pale, black-haired female stated. She had a curious machine passing it over all four females. "I see he has awakened you to seventy-five percent; your parents are also active." She said to Randy.
 
She ran the machine over Mellos, saying, "Almost all your genetic anomalies have been corrected." Running it past Mellos's head, she nodded again.  
 
"Good, you are now almost pure Clive Stone."
 
Triann stepped up to Drivas and Thallus and ran the machine over them several times. "So, both of you agreed to what he was doing to you. Good, I wouldn't want Sam to have been doing this against your will." Turning a few dials on her machine, both females felt a twinge of pain, and then it was gone. "There, that should help.
 
Drivas's eyes widened as she and Thallus started floating off the ground. Triann looked at Mellos, and Randy nodded, lifting and bringing both females back to the ground.
 
"Is there nothing you can do to help them?" Raydy asked.
 
Triann was quiet momentarily, then reached out her hand with the machine. Touching both Drivas and Thallus’s temples, both female's mouths dropped open.

Both looked at Triann with wide eyes and promptly passed out.
 
She readjusted the machine, and Triann ran it over Drivas and Thallus again.

"They should be fine. I put a limiting factor on their powers until they are more in control. I hope moving them another five percent higher helps them.

Now," she touched Randy’s temple as her eyes shone with clarity. "That should have you feeling like one of us soon."
 
"I am sorry, Mellos, I do not have the agility to finish your healing. That I am afraid only Sam can do. For now, that might be a while as I fear the mission he is on may keep him away for some time." Triann said when she turned back toward Mellos, "I wish to thank you for allowing Sam to procure the equipment."
 
Mellos was nodding to Triann, then stopped. "I am sorry. I don't mean to be rude, but who are you?
 
"Oh!" Triann stated as she dipped in a slight bow. "In all this, I forgot none of you know who I am. I am Triann, Sam's mother."
 
Mellos and Raydy could only stare at her. "That's impossible, and Sam is as we are. He, as well as we, were all part of the project. That would mean you..." Mellos started startled
 
"You mean that I died when Owt Los exploded? You are correct, though; as you can see, I have been resurrected. This was also part of the project." Triann explained to Mellos and Raydy, whose mouths were hanging open.
 
"So you are the Triann? One of the greatest scientists of the Clive Stones?" A startled Raydy was saying.
 
"Unfortunately, I am the only Clive Stone scientist alive. Unfortunately, only four Clive Stones are alive, and two are almost." Triann explained. "Now, Mellos, I hope you have acquired more of the machines that Sam asked you to."
 
When Mellos only nodded with a stunned look, Triann had to snap her fingers in Mello's face. Shaking her head to clear it, Mellos nodded, then pressed a few commands on her wrist comp. A moment later, two piles of material appeared between them.
 
With a smile, Triann started to move fast at first, then a few minutes later, almost too fast for the others to follow.
 
Triot slowly awoke, pain radiating through all his body. Damn, breathing was painful; forget trying to move. Then, he made the mistake of trying to push his hand. The pain that shot through him nearly made him lose consciousness.
 
After what seemed like ages, the throbbing pain subsided. That's when he noticed that breathing no longer hurt. He moved his hand, but it didn't hurt either. Barely able to reach the button, he felt the restraints release.
 
Then he made his second mistake, trying to lift both arms. This time, the pain rippled through him in huge waves, and then he was falling toward the deck. Even more pain washed over him. This time, he did pass out.
 
When he next opened his eyes, he was staring at the deck. Almost afraid to move, he tentatively moved his arms. Surprised, he pushed himself up, then fell again; his legs didn’t seem to want to work.
 
Triot cursed when he finally managed to get to a sitting position. Damn it, he thought. I need the scanner on the table to... A tiny evil smile crossed his lips as it slowly flew to his hand. Running it over his legs and then the rest of his body, he nodded as the readings came up.
 
Though it hurt like hell, a smile came to his lips. He was almost equal to the Lord Doctor. A steady beeping tone drew his attention to another panel.  
 
Somehow, he managed to finally get to his feet, though they were almost useless for now.
 
His eyes were wide when he saw the display on the screen. Looking closer, he started to go through all the readings several times. Damn it!  
 
According to what was displayed, he couldn't use the machine again for quite a long time. It appeared that he had overtaxed his body and mind. Any more before a month had passed would most likely kill his body.
 
Then he noticed that he had finally managed to reach the level of the Lord Doctor and a little past it. Another thin smile crossed his lips; good, as soon as he was a little less weak, he needed to plan.
 
Grabbing several nutrient packs, Triot slid to the floor and slowly started to drain the first one. Feeling it course through his body, it was barely helping. It's good he'd brought close to a hundred with him.
 
Thantas had tried to contact Sam, Drivas, and Thallus. Unfortunately, Triot, in all his paranoia, had kept the new shield in place. This was hampering all her attempts to communicate. Now that he was awake, she had to stop; she didn't want him to know that she knew he had elevated his levels.
 
She had felt Sam several times, though not much else. He was more substantial than Triot, though not much. She had also felt the collective again. They must have been worried about Sam if they had joined.
 
This was good news, as was the fact that she had felt Sam knock them back to the IP home world. No one had been able to do that when they captured her. She could swear that Sam was almost twice as strong as she was now.
 
Then, there was this strange feeling that Sam was familiar to her. However, she still couldn't put her finger on it for her life.
 
She had to take a chance; had Sam realized just how strong Triot had become, he'd indeed have done something.
 
Thantas concentrated, sending out a powerful thought burst that cracked the shield. Sam? Can you hear me? I must warn you, Triot has managed to increase his. A moment later, a terrified scream caused her thought stream to crack the shield more.
 
You damned Clive Stone bitch! I will make you suffer unending pain. When I am through with you, you'll wish you died that day! Triot's thoughts screamed in her mind.
 
Triot was laughing with sadistic glee the more Thantas screamed. That was 'til the entire station rocked utterly off-kilter. Suddenly, alarms went off as the atmosphere started to escape the station.
 
"Warning! Warning! Oxygen levels down to fifty percent throughout seventy-five percent of the station, now attempting to seal." The central computer stated.
 
HEY ASSHOLE! A booming voice yelled in Triot's head.  Sam reached in feeling for Thantas. Finding her body, he started to snap even more of the connections. As he thought Thantas slipped into her body, he felt a great many beginning to die.
 
Triot, blood flowing from several spots on his face and body, screamed as he felt Sam in his head. Then he felt most of the scientists dying. Slamming his hand over a red switch, he sighed as he thought another shield had slid home.
 
Sam was smiling as he felt Thantas's power start to climb. Good, she was a hell of a lot higher. Then, as the shield started to slam shut, he again felt her drawn out.

Damn it! She was almost there; powering up, he began to slam into the shield, surprised when it didn't give.
 
After hitting it ten times, he started to look all over it for a weakness. This shield was different than the others they had used.
 
Thantas almost screamed in anger when she was again drawn away from her body. Her power had nearly doubled, though that didn't do much good without her body.
 
That’s when she noticed that almost all the cables that kept her connected to the machine were disconnected or broken. So, she thought that was what Sam had been doing when hitting the station.
 
Thantas reached out, surprised that she now had access to everything on the station. Good, she thought, as she started to change several atmosphere mixtures.
 
Triot lay there in his secret room in a crumpled heap. He had to kill that piece of filth, that was, if he could recover. Then there was that bitch, and he was going to have to kill her as soon as he could. Serum or no serum, he was most definitely going to kill her.
 
Damn it, Sam thought, I almost had her free. He was about to power up as far as he could when he felt a presence. Then, slowly, he heard a voice, though it seemed to have trouble getting past his anger.
 
Sam calmed momentarily and then heard Sam, we need you back here. I have constructed two more chambers. I'm going to need you to heal them as they come out. One is very sick, please.
 
Shaking his head, he felt for Thantas, I'll be back. The next time, I will free you or die trying!
 
A portal opened behind him as he entered it, and he was gone. Arriving a few minutes later, Sam didn't even notice that he'd made a half-hour trip in three minutes.
 
When he landed, he was slightly shocked to see three chambers. He could also feel that the occupants were like he was.
 
"Sam, I'm glad that you are here. The first is your father; he should finish in a few minutes. The other two are Mellos's parents. Her father is the one that I was telling you about. Without your healing him, I am afraid that he will expire. I tried to filter the body when the machine reconstituted it, to no avail." Triann told Sam.

"Have you figured out why?" Sam asked.
 
"It appears that the original DNA and RNA cannot be overwritten before the reconstitution process is complete. I was afraid of this and warned the science counsel of it to no avail. I am afraid you are the only chance he has to survive."

She explained.
 
Sam looked at his mother incredulously; turning, he sought out Mellos. "So, I take it you want me to heal him?"
 
"As I said, he is hideous, though he is my father. Then again, you might want to finish with me before you start on him." Mellos replied. Nodding, Sam reached out, touching Mellos's arm.
 
A small smile crossed his lips as he felt the last of the problems within her finally right themselves. The complete look of shock on her face was also worth the effort.
 
"I think I might need to finish with Raydy also," Sam stated, to which Mellos readily agreed.
 
Sam walked to Raydy, asking her if she could complete herself. After thinking a few moments, she nodded.
 
Sam had to grab her arm for over a few minutes this time. Raydy’s eyes were wide the whole time 'til Sam let go. "Thank you, Sam," she said with clarity and certainty in her eyes.
 
From behind him, Sam heard a slight clapping. He came face to face with a male.

"I am so proud of you son. When we found out you were a possessor of the osmosis healing, we knew we had a chance."
 
Sam could only stare at the male who resembled him in more than just the face.

"You, I take it, are my father," Sam asked.
 
When the male nodded, so did Sam, though he wasn't ready to just run up and hug the man. Hell, he wasn't prepared to do that to his mother, and she was gorgeous.
 
"So, how long will it be before you can help me?" Sam asked, hoping to get some help.
 
His mother looked over the readings before she replied. "I'm afraid it will be a few weeks before we can use more than a few of our powers. They are alive; none of us have used a body in a very long time."
 
Sam nodded; he feared it might be something like this. ‘It figures,’ he thought, ‘just about like my luck has always been.’
 
Sam sat to talk to a now conscious Drivas and Thallus. He was surprised when he found that Drivas was seventy-seven percent complete. Then he was told that Thallus was at seventy. Looking at his mother, he mouthed thank you, which caused her to smile and nod to him.
 
They might still need to be able to help directly, though they were helping greatly behind the scenes.
 
It was a few hours later when he heard a pneumatic hiss. Rising, he was at the chamber in moments. Placing a hand on the disfigured male inside, Sam almost felt a strain as he felt the body start to adjust and right itself.
 
"He needs more, Sam; he's only at the half. You have all the critical systems improved. He's now past the point of death. Sixty percent, sixty-five, seventy." Sam's mother was saying.
 
Sam was suddenly dizzy as he saw the male’s eyes snap open. "What the hell are you doing to me?! Let me go, you piece of garbage."
 
"Seventy-five. Hang on, son," Triann stated.
 
Now the male tried to push Sam away, "Stop it, you'll die!"
 
"Eighty percent, SAM!" Triann yelled as Sam fell to his knees.
 
"He has to heal himself. Get him... " The male started as he shakily got to his feet.
 
Damn, Sam thought, this sucks as the darkness took him.
 
 
 
To be continued
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Published | Edited 23rd Dec 2023
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