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" Exile "
By Orestes
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Note: This story is written as a follow-up to one of my earlier
stories, "Wiped Clean". I have written this story to stand alone, so
you don't need to read the first story to make sense of this one. It
may however enrich your reading experience to have knowledge of the
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' WARNING: Your vessel has entered a restricted area. You must...'
The automated message was only one of a dozen warning signals that
were bombarding the control room of the survey craft Dawkins. Cali
Moore shut that particular warning signal out of her head. She couldn't
think about it right now. She had to focus on finding an emergency
landing site. The vessel wouldn't last long in open space.
" Where the hell are we ?" Cali demanded of her co-pilot, Klayne.
" It doesn't make any sense... it's like we've been going the wrong
direction for days. We're nowhere near a station or colony. "
" Improvise. Find me a landing site, NOW!"
Another automated message pumped into the control room.
' WARNING: Power system failure is imminent. Commencing emergency
protocol..."
Fuck, Cali swore to herself. It didn't make any sense at all. These
systems shouldn't be failing.
Klayne scrolled through the navigation displays at a blinding speed.
" Here's one..." he froze the display on a scan of a nearby planet.
" Damn, we're right on top of it."
Cali wasn't waiting for a second choice. According to the control
panel, the systems of the Dawkins were shutting down, one by one.
Without delay, she barked out the voice-commands that would land the
vessel onto the surface of the planet. The computer acknowledged her
orders. She only hoped that the computer would remain on-line long
enough to carry out the commands.
The landing was actually perfect. A little too perfect for a vessel
with so many problem, Cali thought briefly, but she wasn't going to
look a gift horse in the mouth. Besides, there were more pressing
matters.
" Cali, " the voice of Sonya came in through her headset. She was
the second shift pilot, and had been trying to track the source of the
system problems while Cali piloted the craft. " Sensors are reporting a
dangerous hot-spot on the outer hull. I'm suited up. I need to get out
there and cool it down before it becomes critical. "
Fuck. One more problem.
" Understood Sonya, go ahead. "
A light flashed on the panel, showing that Sonya had opened an
access port to the outside. It was one of several warning lights that
were still blinking relentlessly on the display. Not a moment later the
computer churned out yet another automated message.
' WARNING: Intruder alert. Unidentified personnel have boarded the
vessel. '
Cali's training took over.
" Lock down all systems. Send a distress..."
The blade was at her throat.
Ann/R/K felt the Dawkins come to rest on the remote planet, and
allowed herself to relax for the first time in days. Whatever else they
built these survey vessels for, it left little room for comfort. Her
back ached from the cramped position she took on the edge of her bunk
while accessing her console. Now that the ship was down, she allowed
the her fingers to drift away from the keypad.
Her moment of rest was short lived. The man who burst into her room
gave no sympathy for her aching muscles. The man was huge, nearly
naked, and covered in a foul smelling mud paint. He grabbed her by the
arm, and led her, at knife point, out to the small clearing surrounding
the Dawkins. The smell of the damp jungle air filled her nostrils.
The crew members were here too, she noted. There were Cali and
Klayne from the control room, the secondary flight crew, Sonya and
Beth, and herself. Sonya was wearing a portion of what used to be an
environmental protection suit, now dismantled by their captors.
Surrounding the occupants of the Dawkins ware the dark, thick walls
of the jungle which covered the surface of this planet. On the edges of
the clearing there was a large group of men who seemed to fit in very
well with the jungle setting. It wasn't easy to know how many of the
men were around them. Wearing full body paints of green, brown and
black on their bare skins, they blended into the edges of their jungle
home.
" Who here is with McPhail ?" A tall man stood forward from the edge
of the clearing. His accent was Scottish, but the war paints did
nothing to confirm his ethnic origin.
" That's me, " responded Ann/R/K. She could see the looks of
confusion passing among the other captives. She produced a small metal
pin from her pocket. It identified her as an agent of the McPhail
corporation. Ann held it out to the man she knew to be called
BlackWatch. He inspected the pin briefly.
" What's your name ?"
" Ann/R/K."
" Good. You've done well. I'll see that you are rewarded for your
efforts. "
His voice rose in volume to address the entire crew of the Dawkins.
" As for the rest of you, it's important that we come to an
understanding quickly. BlackWatch is my name, and make no mistake, your
lives are in my hands. Perhaps my colleague, Ann/R/K can shed some
light on your recent difficulties. "
Ann was pleased that BlackWatch deferred to her about the technical
details. Like every hacker, she enjoyed taking bragging rights to her
work, and this job was a thing of beauty. She turned and smiled at her
astonished ship-mates.
" There's absolutely nothing wrong with the systems of the Dawkins,
" she explained. " My job was to force you into this star system, and
to land on this remote planet. It wasn't easy, I'll tell you. After two
full days of trying to crack the command system, and take control of
the Dawkins, I had to give up. The command system is fool-proof. It
will accept only voice commands from the crew. "
" I checked the system for other weak links. Finally, I found one
that I could exploit. With the help of some very sophisticated
hardware, provided by my generous benefactors at the McPhail
corporation, I was able to insert myself as a link in the sensors, and
feed false data to the control room. "
" First it was little things. I shifted the star charts a bit.
Predictably, you adjusted your course. By small degrees, I had you
change the course of our travels to bring you to this system. Once we
were within range, I began to feed system error messages to the main
computer. I knew that if you thought the Dawkins was close to failure,
that you would be forced to land. Lastly, I fooled the ship's sensors
into thinking that these co-ordinates were the only safe landing site. "
As she spoke, she could see the crew shaking their heads in
disbelief. Their sole passenger had hijacked the Dawkins without so
much as brandishing a weapon, or even leaving her quarters. Ann/R/K was
in her glory.
" But, why ?" The captain of the Dawkins asked quietly.
BlackWatch was the one to answer Cali's question.
" Because of me, " he said, in his thick Scottish accent. " If you
haven't figured it out yet, your vessel has landed you on Penal
Facility 7, your government's final solution for criminals who are
beyond hope of correction. You are participating in the first escape
attempt in the history of this penal colony. "
Ann/R/K had heard stories about the penal colony long before she was
'recruited' by the McPhail corporation for this mission. Everyone had
heard the stories, but no one knew how true they were, because no one
ever came back. No one even knew where the colony was.
After she was briefed on the mission, Ann could understand why no
one had ever escaped. The location of the planet was a closely guarded
secret. Nestled among some of the more remote star systems, it was a
virtual needle in a haystack. Dropped here without any technology, in
the middle of the savage wilderness of the jungles, the convict was
lucky to survive, much less consider building means of escape.
What means of escape ? The convict was left her without even the
basic foundations of technology, on an inhospitable planet, amongst the
worst criminal deviants that human society has ever produced, and light
years away from the nearest outpost. No, the justice system had very
little worry of an escape attempt.
Until, of course, a high level covert agent for the McPhail
corporation was imprisoned here; namely BlackWatch.
Hiroshi Nagato, McPhail Corp's top technician, was the one who had
found the location of the colony, with the aid of technical gadgetry
that frankly made Ann/R/K drool. The more Ann learned about the power
and influence of the McPhail Corporation, the more impressed she was.
BlackWatch was impatient to continue.
" If I understand Ann/R/K correctly, only a member of your crew can
reactivate the Dawkins, and navigate us away from this hell. She was
able to fool you into landing here, but it is a method that cannot
succeed again, and so I now must convince one of you to co-operate with
me. "
This was going to be tricky, Ann knew. The standing policy of the
pilots, no matter the circumstances, was to refuse to negotiate with
hijackers or terrorists. The policy was held sacred amongst the union
of pilots. If any of these crew members violated the ordinance, they
would never fly again. It was a policy that had virtually eliminated
hijacking attempts over the last three decades.
" Now then, which one of you will it be ?"
Darkness was descending on the planet. Cali cursed herself again and
again for being fooled by the clever hacker. If she had only been more
alert. She remembered how routinely she had made the course
corrections, without bothering to double check the sensors. She should
have know that something was wrong. She could have saved the lives of
the crew.
" Don't blame yourself, " Klayne tried to reassure her. " We were
all fooled. The second shift made as many course corrections as we did.
"
He was a good friend, but his words rang hollow.
" But the Dawkins is my command, Klayne. I should have been more
vigilant. Now we'll never leave this planet alive. Look at these men...
they're savages. "
" We have to be strong, Cali. As much as we fear these men, we can't
allow the Dawkins to fall into his hands. I swear to you, he will not
break me. "
Cali wished that she could be so confident in her own will to
resist. Through the final hours of the day, BlackWatch had left his
captives alone. The savage jungle of this world took on a whole new
countenance in the increasing shadows of the evening. A chill ran up
and down her spine as she heard the call of some massive predator in
the distance.
Even more than the perils of this wild land, Cali feared these
savage men. They were congregating here now, hundreds of them, in and
around the clearing where BlackWatch kept his prisoners. These were the
worst that human society had to offer. Much like the creature she could
still hear howling in the distance, these men were predators. Serial
killers. Sexual sadists. Hit men. Men too dangerous to be confined to
any other penal facility.
They circled the captives, their eyes full of lust. How long had it
been for some of these men since they had seen a woman ? Cali could
feel their eyes all over her body. Sonya and Beth were terrified too,
she could tell just by looking at them. The traitor of the ship,
Ann/R/K walked without fear beside the man known as BlackWatch.
" Light a fire, " BlackWatch commanded a group of the men. His body
was pure muscle, and he spoke with the confidence of a born leader. His
mastery over this population of criminals was impressive. The men began
to gather dry wood from the surrounding area.
He drew close to the crew now. The four captives were standing, but
were tied by their hands and feet by leather straps. Even if they could
free themselves, where could they hope to escape to ?
" We will resolve our impasse before this evening ends, " the
Scotsman told the crew. " I've waited for nightfall because I want you
to see how fearsome this place becomes at night. There are creatures in
this land that confound the imagination. This will be your new home if
you choose to defy me. "
" Now I come to my proposition. It is the fairest that I can offer,
given the circumstances. When this vessel leaves, it will carry eight
people. That is the maximum that the Dawkins can support in order to
reach the nearest colony. To secure the help of my fellow convicts, I
have promised to bring five of them along on this escape. That leaves
only room for myself, my colleague Ann/R/K, and for one member of your
crew. "
He smiled. It was the first time Cali had seen him do so.
" Which one of you will it be ? Cast aside your moral beliefs. They
will not help you here. This is your reality. Whichever one of you
chooses to help me will return home safely, and those left behind will
live and die here on this planet. "
He came closer to Klayne now. He was the only male crew member of
the Dawkins. The two men stood face to face. Klayne scowled into the
painted face of BlackWatch.
" How long will you last here, Klayne ? None of these men will
protect you. They would kill you for sport right now if I allowed them.
You will be alone in the jungle, on a night much like this one.
Something will catch your scent, but you won't be able to see it. You
can try to run. Or maybe you're fool enough to stand and fight. No
matter. The beasties will get you in the end. "
No answer came from the burly navigator. His eyes burned with hate.
Cali silently admired the inner strength of her shipmate. He would
never relent.
BlackWatch shook his head.
" Stubborn, aren't we ? Perhaps I'll do better with the women. "
The glow of the fire began to illuminate the small clearing.
Surrounding the edges of the clearing, Cali could see the glow the fire
reflected in the eyes of the convicts. They were everywhere, and they
all watched the spectacle with hungry eyes. BlackWatch turned to the
women now.
" Let me tell you about the men who live on this planet, ladies, "
his voice was calm as always, " They are not like me. They are barely
human. The horrible crimes that they committed before coming here were
mere hints of the animal savagery that this planet has nurtured in
them. Their souls are every bit as black as the night beyond the edges
of this clearing. "
" Their basic drives, their lusts, their sexual appetites have been
denied for so long. Many have been here for decades, without hope that
they would ever see a living woman again. Look in their eyes now. Do
you see their lust burning ? "
He stepped up to Beth, the youngest of the three women. Taken
directly from her quarters, she was wearing only a T-shirt and shorts.
The Scotsman reached out his hand and took hold of the cloth of Beth's
T-shirt. She tried to struggle, but her hands were lashed behind her
back.
With one vicious tug, he tore the material from her youthful body.
The reaction from the surrounding men was immediate and frightening.
The men howled their excitement from every direction. The cumulative
sound resembled nothing human.
" Do you have any idea what life will be like for you in this
place?" BlackWatch asked loudly, through the noise. " More than four
thousand men have been abandoned in these jungles, and you will be
owned by strongest and most brutal of these men. Every day for the rest
of your lives will be spent serving these men sexually. Day after day,
you will be raped and tortured. You will likely change hands many
times. Perhaps you will be shared freely amongst some of the tribal
groups that have formed. "
" Unlike Klayne here, you will never be allowed to fall victim to
the creatures of the jungle. Instead, they will keep you alive to serve
their darkest desires, and to bear their children. "
Cali shuddered involuntarily. The thought of being impregnated by
any of the beasts was almost too much to bear. BlackWatch noticed her
reaction, and turned his attention to the captain of the Dawkins. He
reached his hand under the shirt of Cali's uniform, and rested his hand
on her abdomen.
" Oh yes, these men will want you to bear children. You will carry
the sons and daughters of these felons, these deviants. I shudder to
think about the lifetime of abuse your little daughters will endure at
the hands of these savages. They will be born to a lifetime of rape an
abuse, and they will be the mothers of new victims for generations to
come. How many children do you think that you can bear before your body
is spent ? Ten, ... maybe fifteen ? "
He looked at each of the women in turn.
" Which one of you will be spared ? "
Ann/R/K shook her head in disbelief. Even after listening to
BlackWatch, the women of the Dawkins wouldn't relent. If Ann were in
the same position, there would be no debate. She would sell out her
crew mates in a heartbeat to escape this place. Morality was an alien
word to her. It was a large part of the reason that she was on this
mission in the first place.
Her previous dealings with the McPhail Corporation had proven both
her skill at breaking into computer systems, and her total lack of
sympathy for human life. Ann/R/K had stolen a sophisticated piece of
hardware that belonged to McPhail. The catch was, the hardware was
contained in the head of a director of the McPhail corporation. The
director of covert operations, no less.
The fact that the hardware was inside of the head of a woman posed
no moral difficulties for Ann/R/K. She simply took possession of the
woman too. The abuse that the woman received at the hands of Ann and
her hacker friends was ample proof of her cruel nature. When she was
finally caught, the corporation proposed this mission as a way of
settling the score. Ann/R/K didn't feel sorry at all for her actions,
only for the fact that she had been outsmarted.
In the same way, she felt no guilt for delivering the crew of the
Dawkins into the hands of these depraved convicts. Forcing the ship to
land here was an interesting challenge, another notch in her belt as a
hacker, and the consequences could be damned. If it meant that these
women would spend the rest of their lives being brutally fucked by four
thousand criminals, it was their tough luck.
She even got a bit of a perverse thrill out of it. A cruel little
smile crept onto her face just thinking about the captain of the
Dawkins being brought down a few notches.
" Why don't we give them a little preview of what it will be like ?"
Ann/R/K suggested to her colleague. BlackWatch smiled back.
" All right, Ann/R/K, choose one for me ?"
Ann was flattered that the Scotsman was giving her the choice. After
they returned, he would be a good connection to have within McPhail. It
looked like they were definitely going to get along.
She turned her attention to the three women. Sonya was the pilot of
the secondary flight crew. She was a black woman in her early thirties,
who had an athletic body and a really defiant look. It would be a
pleasure to wipe that expression off of her face.
On the other hand, Beth was an inviting option. The girl was closer
to Ann's own age, and had a beautiful little body. The way the pale
flesh of her bare tits was reflecting the light of the fire was
absolutely irresistible. God, she looked scared. That was irresistible
too.
Of the three women, however, Ann/R/K's eye was drawn inevitably to
the captain of the craft, Cali Morgan. The woman was a combat pilot
before joining the Survey Corps. In her mid-twenties, she already had
command of her own ship. Until now, she had always exuded an air of
unshakeable self-confidence, almost cockiness. The question was
settled. Ann couldn't wait to see this bitch get fucked.
She pointed to the captain.
" Good, " proclaimed BlackWatch. " We'll take this one. I'll give
the other girls to a few of the convicts who I can trust not to damage
them too badly. "
He grabbed Cali by the arm. In show of defiance, the captain spat
towards Ann/R/K. Beth began to cry as a couple of men dragged her away
from the Dawkins, and into the edge of the jungle. Sonya tried her best
to put up a struggle as a group of the convicts pulled her down at a
spot beside the fire.
" This isn't right, " shouted Klayne. " Leave them alone, you
animals. Leave her alone..."
His tirade was cut short when one of the lingering criminals gave
him a hard blow to the back of the head. He fell forward into the thick
grass of the clearing.
Ann/R/K went with BlackWatch and two of his lieutenants as they
pulled Cali over to a rotting log near the base of the Dawkins.
" This can all be over, my lovely. All you need to do is say the
word. "
From across the clearing, they could hear a loud cry from Beth. One
of the men was taking her. By the fire, a crowd had gathered to watch
Sonya's rape. The men seemed amused by her struggles. Cali still shook
her head, refusing to give in.
" Fine then. If this is what you want, I have no problem giving it
to you. I've been in this hell for over a year, and you'll make a nice
morsel to satisfy my hunger. "
The large man reached down with his knife and tore open the front of
Cali's uniform. He pealed the cloth back from her body. On her right
shoulder she wore the tattoo from her days as a combat pilot. It was
the flaming skull of her squadron. Tough bitch, Ann thought, looking at
the tattoo. We'll see how tough she is when BlackWatch is through with
her.
His knife came down again, expertly cutting away her uniform pants.
There was no doubt that BlackWatch was an expert with the weapon. With
one final stroke, he ripped away her panties, revealing the pilot's
body completely. She had a tight little body. She had obviously kept in
shape since her military days.
He pushed her down on her back, onto the top of the log. Tatters of
her uniform remained around her arms and ankles, where the leather
straps still held her. One of the lieutenants held Cali by the
shoulders to immobilize her while BlackWatch cut the leather straps on
her ankles. He pulled her legs apart, and positioned himself between
them, leaving her defenceless.
" Last chance, " he told her. Ann/R/K sincerely hoped that the
captain would remain stubborn. Elsewhere in the clearing, she could
hear men cheering as the other two women were raped. Ann was so turned
on. She desperately wanted to see this bitch get it.
Cali shook her head again. BlackWatch didn't hesitate. He gobbed
into his hand, and used the spit to slick up his cock. He pulled it
free from his scant clothing now, and stroked it to hardness.
" N-no, " Cali said, involuntarily, as the Scotsman pushed the head
of his cock against her pussy.
Ann/R/K couldn't take any more. Her pussy was dripping.
" Mind if I join you ?" she asked, unhooking her belt.
" Feel free, " replied BlackWatch, obviously enjoying the sensation
of his prick sinking slowly into his captive. He watch hungrily as the
young hacker dropped her khakis to the ground, and stepped out of them.
Ann had learned to enjoy the feeling of a woman's tongue. It was
something she had become accustomed to during the time when she had
kept the director of the McPhail Corporation in her little apartment on
the Suzuki IV station. That had been a sweet little situation while it
lasted. Now she hoping to get a little of the same attention from Cali.
She stepped over the log, facing BlackWatch, directly above the face
of the captain of the Dawkins. She pushed her wet pussy down towards
the woman's lips.
" Give me your tongue, " she ordered. The woman didn't obey.
Ann reached down and took hold of one of the pilot's nipples. She
twisted it cruelly between her fingers, and pushed her wet crotch
against the face of the woman again. Cali let out a muffled cry, but
still didn't give her tongue to the girl.
BlackWatch got into the action now. Ann could see that he was
looking forward to watching the proud woman humble herself by licking
Ann/R/K's pussy. He traced the knife up along Cali's chest towards her
throat. A shiver of fear followed its journey.
" Do like she says, bitch, or I'll start carving. Believe me, I can
make it hurt much worse than this."
The tip of the blade just barely pierced her skin at the base of her
throat. Cali finally relented, and Ann could feel the pilot's tongue
pushing up against her sex. There wasn't much in the way of licking,
but Ann compensated by grinding her pussy against the captain's
reluctant mouth.
BlackWatch was really pumping the woman now, enjoying his first fuck
in over a year. His muscular body thrust into Cali with animal fervour.
On her other end, Ann/R/K was really riding the woman's face. Her eyes
were glued on the Scotsman's cock as he slid in and out of their victim.
Ann bent forward and kissed the Scotsman on the mouth. His tongue
invaded her mouth the same way his prick was invading the woman pinned
beneath him. She felt so close to him. They were sharing this rape. She
loved the idea that the cocky pilot was now her plaything, and that she
was using the bitch's face to get her off. She loved seeing BlackWatch
forcing his cock into the helpless woman.
From the direction of the fire, Ann could hear the black woman,
Sonya, crying out in pain. They were having a real good time with her.
Ann could feel her own orgasm approaching.
" That's it, you cocky whore, " she said to Cali, as her pussy began
to contract around the woman's tongue. " Please me with your tongue.
I'm going to cum on it now. Can you feel it ? Oh, god, I'm cumming,
bitch, you're making me cum. "
Just as Ann began her climax, her colleague began to pump his victim
with a fury. He renewed his kiss with Ann/R/K as is cock began to load
the pilot with his semen. Beneath him, Cali whimpered in humiliation as
both her mouth and pussy tasted the cum of her captors. She gasped for
air as Ann pushed her ass and pussy hard into Cali's face to finish her
orgasm.
" Fuck, that was nice, " Ann told BlackWatch, when she finally
dismounted the face of the woman. " We should do that again sometime. "
" It's a date, " replied the leader of the convicts, in this thick
accent. " I have a lot of catching up to do, once we're back on the
colonies. "
The fire was burning higher now. Cali could feel the eyes of dozens
of the painted savages watching her as BlackWatch's lieutenants
returned her to the front of the Dawkins. After the Scotsman and the
hacker were done with her, the two other men who now held her by the
shoulders had taken their turns. She could feel their mixed juices
streaming down her legs from her battered pussy.
Beth had fared no better. The young navigator's face was swollen and
bruised from rough treatment. Marks of fingernails were clearly visible
on her little tits. She looked Cali in the eye as she was led back
towards the Dawkins.
The men took a little longer with Sonya. A large crowd of them
blocked Cali's view of the area in front of the fire where the convicts
were taking turns with the black woman. Cali winced as she heard her
friend cry out in pain and desperation. When BlackWatch finally ended
the gang rape, a couple of the men carried over the battered body of
the second pilot. Her face, ass, and pussy were all plastered in the
cum of multiple assailants. She whimpered when they dropped her to the
ground.
" You bastards, you bastards..." Klayne yelled at the surrounding
men, tears streaming down his face.
" Enough, " said BlackWatch. He looked at the condition of all four
captives. " It only gets worse from here. One of you will break, sooner
or later, and the others will have a lifetime to regret their delay. Do
we have to go another round ?"
Beth was sobbing loudly. Cali could see that the girl was close to
her breaking point. The only thing that held her back was loyalty. She
looked over to Cali with pleading eyes. BlackWatch closed in on the
girl. As easily as Cali had seen the signs of the girl's weakness, so
had the Scotsman.
" Come on, Beth. You have so much life ahead of you. How many years
will they keep you alive ? How many children will you carry ? Will you
live long enough to see your sons become monsters ... to be raped and
tortured by your own flesh and blood ? Think of the daughters that you
will bring into this savage world."
The young girl was crying anew with every sentence.
" Listen to me Beth, " the persuasive voice continued. " Whether
it's you, or one of your friends, someone will agree to pilot the
Dawkins for me. It won't be long now. Do you want to be left behind ? "
" Don't listen to him, Beth. " Klayne shouted. Even he could see how
close the girl was to crumbling. BlackWatch nodded to one of his
lieutenants, and the man muffled Klayne's mouth with some cloth from
Cali's uniform.
BlackWatch picked up where he had left off. He held her face in his
hand, and forced her to look him in the eyes.
" It makes no difference, Beth. I will escape this place. There's no
reason for you to hold out. There's no reason for you to suffer this
way. Say that you'll do it. Say that you'll pilot the craft for me. "
Even the jungle seemed to go silent, awaiting the girl's answer. She
was so close. Cali could feel it.
" I'll do it. "
But it wasn't Beth. Cali couldn't believe it. The words had come
from her own mouth. Her face burned with the shame of her betrayal. She
knew that her words would cut into her friends with a pain worse than
any blade could inflict.
" Noooo..." Beth wailed out. " Noooo, take me! I can't stay here. I
can't. Please. "
BlackWatch was smiling as he removed his hand from Beth's chin.
" Sorry, girl. Too late. I told you that you would regret your
delay. "
Cali was crying herself. She could feel the eyes of Klayne and Sonya
burning into her. She was supposed to be their captain. She was
supposed to be strong. Instead, she had sacrificed her crew to save
herself.
There was no choice, she tried to convince herself.
Beth was going to break anyhow.
Cali was led towards the entrance to the Dawkins. She tried, in
vain, not to listen to Beth's frantic pleading as she turned her back
on the captives.
The graphic display inside of Ann/R/K's head returned as soon as she
was back into the Dawkins, and could link with her home terminal. Even
being a few hours outside of range of communications with her computer
had made Ann nervous. Now that she was back, the gentle English accent
of Audrey, the computer's AI, gave her a system update. Ann was going
to be really glad to get back to civilization. She felt so disconnected
out here.
" The McPhail corporation has left an encoded message for
BlackWatch, Ann. Would you care to deliver it to him now ?"
" Yep. Transmit it directly to his brainware. "
Ann had been briefed in detail about the man known as BlackWatch,
and she knew that he was fitted with hardware similar to her own. She
wondered, with a smile, how it would feel for him to reactivate his
internal hardware after a year of disuse on this primitive planet.
" Message delivered, " replied Audrey.
Ann could feel the Dawkins coming back to life. Cali was obviously
in quite a hurry to leave this nightmare behind. Ann wondered if
BlackWatch would let her have any more fun with the pilot during their
flight. At least it would help to pass the time.
" Ann/R/K. "
BlackWatch was at the door to her quarters. He seemed pleased to
have received her message.
" I decoded the message from McPhail. It turns out that it's more
for you than for me. Are you ready to take it ?"
" Yep. "
Audrey displayed the message as BlackWatch sent the decoded version
back. The images flooded Ann's line of vision. She recognized the
sender as McPhail's chief technical advisor, Hiroshi Nagato. In his own
quiet way, he carried as much power as anyone in the corporation.
" Hello Ann/R/K, " the image in her head said. " I am pleased that
you were able to help free our esteemed colleague BlackWatch. I'm
certain that he is grateful for your assistance. Now that this part of
the mission is accomplished, we need to discuss your future with the
McPhail corporation. "
Ann was confused. Wouldn't this be better discussed after she
returned ?
" When you were caught in possession of hardware which belonged to
the McPhail Corporation, I believed that the wisest course would be to
eliminate you. In her wisdom, the director of covert operations, with
whom you are quite familiar, decided to send you on this mission. Of
course, she was correct in her assessment of your abilities. "
" However, now that your part is done, I regret to inform you that
your services will no longer be required. BlackWatch has been
instructed to dispose of you any way he sees fit. You can consider your
debt to the McPhail Corporation wiped clean. "
The image of the Japanese scientist lingered for a moment longer.
His calm smile burned into her brain. The blood was slowly draining
from Ann/R/K's face. She looked up to BlackWatch.
" Don't worry, Ann/R/K. I'm not going to kill you. I'll leave you
here on the penal colony, in the care some of my more loyal followers.
They deserve a reward for being left behind. "
Oh my god, Ann thought. Anywhere but here. Anything but this.
" They'll take really good care of you, " BlackWatch continued. "
After all, a good woman is hard to come by in these parts. "
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