The Transfer Part III (Final Part)
Some parts of this story may contain vulgar language not suitable for some people.
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Please Note, Obviously this continues from Part II of the story. To fully understand what is happening, I urge you, if you didn't already, to go and read part II. Thanks to all who read this and find this interesting.
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"Set a trajectory? This ship can't land in it's condition! It'll crush!" Replied the Elite
"I know, that's why I want you to set a trajectory to slingshot around the planet while we get into escape pods and land on the planet." Said the ship mistress, trying to hold back her anger. "Hopefully, the Jiralhanae won't notice the pods, and focus on the ship."
She then turned to Jon, "I need you to help all the others into pods, and repel boarders. Knowing those un- honorable beasts, they will attempt to storm the bridge."
Jon nodded, and turned to go to the door. "Jon...be careful" Said the ship mistress.
Jon turned and gave her a thumbs up and an nod, and ran out the door. Running down the hallway, not far from the ship's Bridge, he heard a scream. He immediately ran towards the scream and rounded a corner to find a Brute holding an Elite by the neck against the wall. He quickly went back around the corner, trying to keep the element of surprise. He looked around the corner and found the Brute was trying to seduce the female.
"Release me, Jiralhanae scum!" Screamed the held Elite
The Brute's face distorted into a twisted, grotesque smile. "What's wrong, is it your first time?"
"I will sustain myself, only until the Chieftain comes, then we shall rip you apart from the inside!" He yelled. "Then we shall burn your pounded, useless flesh and eat you." He whispered.
Jon wondered what he was talking about, and realized the Brute was only holding her with one hand. He looked down and say the Brute stroking a full erection. Immediately he pulled his head back around the corner.
"He's going to fucking rape her!" He yelled in his mind.
"Heh, ain't gonna happen." He said aloud.
He went to grab the rifle he had on his back, only to realize he totally forgot to go to his room to even get the rifle.
"Fuck!" He screamed in his mind.
Then he noticed he had his side arm still with him. Picking it up he said, "Ain't much, but I'll have to do."
He rounded the corner and shot four well aimed shots at the side of the Brute's head. All the shots impacted, causing the shields to flicker in response. The Brute immediately turned his head in surprise, dropping the Elite.
"Hay, ugly!" Jon screamed. "Wanna date?"
Then Jon laughed and rounded the corner again. The Brute, in full rage, ran strait for the corner to rip Jon in half. But Jon didn't run. He stayed three feet away from the corner of the wall. Then he took out a fragmentation grenade and primed it.
"If I'm correct, and I sure as hell hope I am, his shields shouldn't be able to take a grenade blast, now that it's weakened." He muttered.
Suddenly, Jon heard footsteps grow closer and closer, until he caught a glimpse of the Brute's feet rounding the corner. Immediately he threw the grenade at his feet to keep it in place, and did a jump-roll backwards away from it. The Brute stepped right on the grenade, just in time for it to explode.
The Brute, still alive, got to his feet, and moved a piece of walling that fell in front of him. As he did this, he looked up just in time to catch a .45 caliber round into his head, right between the eyes.
Jon stood there with his weapon still raised. "Oh! Headshot!" He yelled.
Then he heard what sounded like a snort and a snarl, and turned just in time to get a large, heavy, blunt object smashed into his chest. The force of this object hitting him, sent him in the other direction, causing him to hit the wall with his back.
"Aww, what the hell." He said groggily half standing.
He looked up to see a Brute Chieftain wielding a hammer, turn his hammer around to use the sharp pointy end and hurl at him. He immediately dropped to the ground and rolled away from the wall. Milliseconds later, the hammer smashed in the side of the wall where he had once stood. He got up and realized the Brute had lodged his hammer in the side of the wall and was struggling to get it out. Wasting no time, Jon realizing he stood no chance against a Brute Chieftain with a .45 pistol, grabbed his knife on his belt and jumped on the Brute's back. Then he lodged his knife into the Brute's neck.
The Brute howled in pain, and started scratching at his neck and back. His one paw trying desperately to grab Jon's belt, or something, to fling him off.
Jon grunted, "Ugh, why...won't...you...just...die!" He yelled while struggling to say on the Brute and constantly stabbing his neck.
To which the Chieftain replied, "You first primal monkey!"
Jon then took his knife out of the Chieftain's neck for the fifth time and rammed it in his eye socket. The Chieftain again howled in pain as he attempted to take out the knife. Seconds later his arms dropped and he fell to the floor with Jon on his back. Jon got up and turned the Chieftain's head and retreated his knife.
Whipping the purple blood off his knife he said, "Yea! Well, you look more like a freakin' monkey than I do!"
Kicking the dead body of the Chieftain, the ran around the corner to find the Elite still sitting against the wall.
"You alright?" He asked.
"I think..." She shuddered. She then looked up at him. "That thing was going to rape me." She said while trembling.
"I know, I'm sorry I wasn't here earlier." He replied.
"No, you couldn't have known, their boarding ships came while cloaked. No one saw." She said while standing up.
"Can you make it to a pod?" Jon asked.
"Yea, don't worry about me. That scum only got the better of me because he surprised me and knocked my plasma rifle away." Said the Elite. "Rest assured though, I will not let it happen again." She grumbled while picking up her rifle.
Looking up at her, Jon said, "Good, follow me. I have a feeling I'll need some help."
The Elite nodded, and they both ran down the hall and into Jon's room, and after grabbing his rifle, they both continued down the hall. Along the way, they helped two more Elites fight off numerous Brutes. Finally, after an intense thirty minutes of fighting, over the ship's intercom came a message.
"All personnel, proceed to remaining life pods. Code Tango has been initialized."
It started repeating, and all the Elites with Jon, grabbed him, and half dragged him back to the Bridge in a full out sprint.
"Ready?" Asked the ship mistress.
"Where's the crew?" Asked an Elite that was with Jon.
"I sent them with the first wave of pods, right after we initialized the Tango protocol." She replied.
"Here." She gestured to a remaining life pod that was connected to the bridge. "One left. I saved it for any other's attempting to reach the Bridge."
They all piled into the last pod and closed the door just in time for the main door to the Bridge blast open.
"Release!" Yelled the ship mistress to an Elite at the controls.
Suddenly the ship burst away, and seemed like a toy from a distance then it exploded into a brilliant sapphire glow. Forcing the surrounding Brute ships to evade the exploding ship, and causing them to collide.
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The Brute Captain coughed while spitting purple blood all over the floor. "What happened!" He roared in an angry tone.
"Or sister ship, the Devious Smile, collided with us. We are currently getting no response Captain" Replied a Brute at a holoscreen.
The Brute Captain Roared once more. "Did our search teams find anything?"
"Negative Captain, they made it to their Bridge just as the ship exploded" Said another Brute at a combat station.
The Brute Captain, suddenly grabbed a nearby Grunt by the neck and ripped it's head off, then slammed his fist into a nearby console. He then snorted, and calmed down some.
"Well...if we cannot find what we are looking for in the ship's circuits, then we will have to find another source." He growled. "Where was the ship mistress?"
"We found no trace of her anywhere on the ship. However, we caught multiple escape pods heading towards the surface of the nearby planet." Said his Lieutenant.
"Then she must be down there" He muttered. "Dispatch teams, get down there, and find her!" He yelled.
His Lieutenant looked up from his console at the Captain and licked his lips, making slurping noises.
"No! You cannot have her!" He yelled. "I will see to it that she gives us the information we seek!"
Then the Brute Captain turned around and said, "Then you can have the remains of her once I am done."
After he stormed out of the Bridge, his subordinates looked at each other with devious, disgusting smiles on their faces.
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Jon awoke to the scene of darkness. He had a sideway view of the world.
"What the hell?" He muttered, and realized he was on his side.
He got up, and looked around. Seeing no one gave him a chilling sense. Then he saw up ahead was multiple lights, which looked like they were being held and swiveled around, like they were looking for something. He thought this could be an enemy patrol, and immediately got up, but feeling light headed, he fell forwards. But before he hid the ground, a hand grabbed his chest. He then got to his feet and turned to see the ship mistress and three others standing behind her.
"Thanks" He grunted while trying to get his helmet off.
"No problem." Replied the ship mistress. Then she made a motion with her hand and the lights came forward.
We spread out looking for you. We found some shelter.
"Really?" Asked Jon. "Where?"
The ship mistress pointed down a hill towards a tall grey colored building surrounded by trees.
"We found a way in, and we made it our temporary base of operations." She said.
"Base of operations?" Asked Jon.
"Well more or less a place to hold out at, until we find a way to get to the outpost." She corrected.
Suddenly they heard a sonic boom, and looked up. They saw a Brute Cruiser enter the atmosphere of the planet, accompanied by many fighter escorts.
"Quickly." Whispered the ship mistress, "To the structure."
When they entered the structure, Jon noticed it was pretty small. The room was a basic square, and had three holo panels in it.
"Those holo panels do anything?" Asked Jon.
"Negative." Replied an Elite. "We tried them, but they did nothing."
"Great." Jon muttered.
Suddenly Jon felt himself teeter on his foot. He then lost balance and fell face first on the floor, cracking his face plate on his helmet. At once all the Elites ran to assist him, and found him to be unconscious.
The ship mistress sighed, "He's probably tired. Get that door locked, and conserve your energy. We may need it later."
Jon awoke to the ship mistress's face right in his. He immediately crawled backwards and hit the center console surprised.
"Whoa! Easy!" She whispered. "I was trying to take off your damaged helmet.
Jon looked and noticed she was only in her jump suit, and so were the others. But they were asleep. Every one of them had their helmets and armor plates placed in neat piles next to them.
"They are sleeping to conserve energy. So far the enemy knows not where we are." She said.
"Oh..." Replied Jon.
The ship mistress then came and sat beside him and stared at the ceiling.
"So, everything's ok for the moment?" Asked Jon.
The ship mistress shook her head. "We locked the door and now we can't get it open...we're trapped." She said while looking down.
"Oh, that's all?" Jon said mockingly.
Jon took off his helmet, and asked, "What's wrong? You seem depressed. They don‘t know we‘re here right?"
The ship mistress looked up at him, and her eyes widened a little. "Jon..." She started to say, "would you mind if I slept with you?"
Jon's eyes widened. "Come again?" He asked in astonishment.
She came up beside him closely and whispered, "I've been curious about you since you came aboard. I soon found myself watching you through the cameras. I want you, and if we do die here, I want to know I've spent my last pleasurable moments..." She took a deep breath. "With you."
Jon got a little unsettled, yet found himself kind of glad. Looking down, he noticed his pants getting tighter.
Jon then tried to change the subject, "Uhhh, soo...you know my name, what's yours?"
She began taking off his armor and got all the way down to his jumpsuit until responding, "My name is Zeya Kufumee."
Jon soon let out a slight gasp as he realized she was stroking between his legs. After hearing this, Zeya started stroking a little faster.
"Wait!" Jon cried as he grabbed her one hand rubbing him.
She then just moved her body up and sat on his thighs and removed her jumpsuit, revealing her entire body to see. Jon was astonished. He just stared at her breasts, and then looked up at her and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
Her response was simply, "Yes, and I bet you do too."
She was right, that simplicity flooded his mind. The feeling of love, desire filled his thoughts.
"I want you too." He shouted in his mind. But he couldn't say it. He was just so stunned.
Zeya smiled and got off him, then unzipped his jumpsuit. Then took off his under garment. She marveled at the sex organ in front of her, studying it like it was art. Then she positioned her head and started to lower hit.
"Oh no!" Screamed Jon in his mind. "Her teeth!"
But thankfully for Jon, Zeya was sure to spread her mandibles wide, as to not harm him. She then wrapped her long tongue around his manhood and started stroking it down to the hilt. Then she dipped her head down, and engulfed his throbbing erection into her throat. Careful to keep her mandibles away from her loving mate, she started the up and down movements that drove Jon into moaning.
"Oh my...Zeya!" Jon whispered, so he didn't wake the others.
After a brief three minutes, she stopped and withdrew her head much to Jon's grief. But then she pulled her body up and her eyes met his. Jon stared at her eyes with the look of a teenage lover, then gasped in pure pleasure as he realized she lowered herself upon him. She moved to the side of his head, and gave him a lick, then sat up. She then began the slow and steady movement of her thighs up and down. Jon closed his eyes, and began bucking back to her movements, catching Zeya by surprise.
She then tilted her head up and stared at the ceiling as she willingly impaled herself on his dick.
"Pure ecstasy! Pure ecstasy!" She said while moaning.
"She was on top, she was dominate, she was in control!" She thought.
Thinking this caused her to be turned on even more, and soon she began bucking harder and harder.
"Oh Zeya!" Cried Jon.
He didn't care if he woke the others, he wanted to let her know that he loved her. He didn't even know it until just then, but he wanted her badly from the beginning.
"Please don't stop!" He moaned.
Zeya, unknowingly lost control of herself, and continued, now faster. She kept bucking, up and down, side to side.
"I'm riding him! I'm willingly impaling my insides!" She screamed.
Miraculously, the other's were still asleep, that or they didn't want the awkwardness of watching. She kept going, going faster and harder little by little. She seemed to never notice that feeling of warmth and ache in her, as her orgasm caught her completely by surprise.
"Ugh!" She cried.
Her eyes grew wide, and her cum splashed out. Even with Jon's dick inside her, some cum still managed to trickle out, and cover Jon's manhood. She looked at Jon, and stopped only for a moment, and began again.
"I WILL make you lose control." She said to herself.
She totally ignored that wonderful, sensitive feeling to stop, and kept going. She wasn't going to stop no matter what. She kept bucking, then suddenly stopped, and quickly got off Jon, only to place her head where her pussy once was, and wrap her tongue around his cum layered penis. She began to stroke his penis with the utmost care of a first time lover. She gradually went faster and faster for five minutes.
"He has the stamina of a warrior!" She thought.
She then stopped, and replaced her tongue with her pussy, and parted her mandibles with a smile. She was in pure pleasure. Totally unaware of her surroundings. She could be in a stadium, full of people watching for all she knew. She began bucking harder, and faster.
"Zeya...I'm going to cum!" Screamed Jon.
Seconds later, he lived up to his statement. He blasted the inner depths of his lover with this hot seed. Zeya, feeling this, lifted her head and let out a loud scream of pleasure, just before lowering herself onto Jon's heaving body. Jon tightly hugged Zeya, and whispered in her ear that he loved her.
Then suddenly he shifted places, positioning himself on top of her. Zeya was so tired and weak, she couldn't do anything.
"No...please don't" She cried in her mind. "Don't take my dominate feeling away, please."
But Jon didn't thrust into her, he just moved more south until he faced her wonderful slit. Zeya lifted her head just in time to see Jon start to lap her nether lips with his tongue with extreme precision. Her head shot back, and her eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head.
"By the gods! You're going to kill me! I can't take it!" She cried.
But this didn't stop Jon, he just kept licking and sucking, for four minutes, he didn't stop.
"Jon!" Cried Zeya as she came again, spraying her warmth over him.
Jon slowly licked her clean, and laid beside her. Seeing this opportunity, she placed herself on top of him and laid there. They spent what felt like years just looking into each other's eyes.
"Jon, thank you." She said as she rested her head on his chest.
They both laid there, for hours, until they both heard a loud bang and deep voices. The Brutes have found the young lovers. But they didn't care, Zeya lifted her head and they just stared into each other's gazing eyes. Everything went silent, and nothing surrounded them. The other Elites woke to the sound of the blast, but they did not see them. They saw nothing but one another. Heard nothing but one another's breathing.
When the door to their love nest blew apart, the didn't hear that either, nor the yells of the Brutes and Elites. Then there was flash, and bright, brilliant sapphire light, was the last thing they ever saw.