Stargate: The Spartanians' Return (Closed for Neysha)

[Drakkwall]

There was once a race of beings in the Pegasus galaxy who had transcended the bonds of evolution and technology, the Spartanians. And I, Leonidas Blackmane, is the last of our kind, our tale is a short and tragic one. Even with out highly advanced bio technology, our powerful bodies and our biological powers known as Phalanxes, powers of genetic source that garanted us many different capabilities from person to person, we were no match when the wraiths came upon us. Their way of draining life fluids from their targets rendered our bio technology useless, while we were harder to kill then the Ancient Atlanteans, were we only able to hold them off long enough to make one final attempt to save our people, to preserve our legacy. I was created for this purpose.

Born in a tube in the sacred city of Sparta, I was created as the container of oru race's entire biological and technological knowledge. If we had, had time we could have altered our bio technology to become lethal for the Wraiths to consume, but we had no time. The 300th Legion, our last fleet and defence line, kept the massive army of the wraiths in a standstill for close to a month before falling, the Leonidas, the ship I was named after, was the last to fall, ramming itself into the enemy mother ship, destroying it and disarraying the fleet for another day.

But it was what we needed, I was put inside a cryo stasis pod of advanced design ,shaped like an asteroid it would avoid detection of anything looking for life or rich metal, only plain rock would be found ,even by sonar or other kinds of sensors. My people, rather then becoming feeding cattle for the Wraiths, detonated a disruptor charge in the planet's core and destroyed it along with the Wraith fleet, leaving me to sleep in my chamber. My purpose was to breed a new generation of Spartanians even after our world had ended, and thus I was made to be the ultimate breeding tool, containing all the genetic codex of my people and all their phalanxes.

I wouldn't awaken for many an ages until a pair of unruly Jaffa's discovered my asteroid after lying buried for centuries in the jungles of the Hakuth Planet. They managed to activate the opening sequence by dumb luck and I was free and awake. While I am the prime specimen of my people, am I more animal then most of my kind, thus when combined with my Phalanx powers I was able to sense the pure evil of the Jaffas and with a warrior's abilities I tore them apart, taking out the threat before it could reach me. But they had alerted the System Lords, one of them, the highest, Ra, came to the planet to investigate my appearance, after I tore apart the first legion he sent after me in a mad frenzy he decided to come down personally. After awakening with a need to mate as was my purpose, I was slowly going mad with need with no fertile humanoid females on the planet, as I had been made to be able to fertilize any other sentient alien being who reproduced through sexual mating.

Thus it comes as little a surprise when a huge mad beast like alien like myself easily tears through the ranks and begin to beat down the so called God of the Sun until his host body dies and he flees to a random soldier and runs off. I had no knowledge of the Goualds and their parasitic nature so I thought I had won in my animal like mind. But my freedom lasted not very long as when the system lords came together and managed to catch me by surprise and seal me inside the asteroid again. Deeming the planet taboo they erased all the traces of it in their records, even the stargate deactivated. but Atlantean technology is not as easily disrupted as the Goualds might think, it reactivated within a couple of centuries. Until today when I feel the shell of my rock like prison, open yet again. My dormant lust filled mind growing to almost insane levels as my pent up frustration makes my erect mating organ leak puddles of cum as I stand out of the rock like shell ,the scent of fertile females, invading my nostrils. And after millennial of sleep, I shall begin my sacred quest and remake my people from scratch.

As the black rock like walls of my capsule opens I step out into the sunlight once more, my twelve feet body towering over these smaller beings which look upon me with awe, fear and... lust from one of the men? Okay that's just creeping me out. They try to speak to me but their tongue means as much to me as those snake infested Goualds, I cannot understand a word. I step forward, my dick jiggling, still leaking semen and I sniff the air, taking in the females' pheromones again, and almost drool as the scent floods my nostrils.

I am a Spartanoan, a horseman, a being of a people who evolution was considered a mistake of the Ancients. We however saw ourselves as we are, a people who had grown and succeeded where even the ancients had failed. Our Phalanxes was this cause, the powers we gained, there were three kinds. The Phalanx of Will, a power that lets our minds control matter of the outside world, granted to us by an extra portion of our brains. The Phalanx of Body, which allows us to maniplate and create the bio components needed for our technology and allows us to learn and assimilate new technologies by letting our powers scan them And then there's the Phalanx of Power, an ability which lets us infuse our bodies with our food consumptions' extra energy and empower us for a short time to be able to lift up to thirty times our body weight.

With my brown and white fur shaking free the ages of filth from my shape i let out a loud roar like neigh, my jaws opening ,revealing not the flat regualr rquine teeth but sharp almost fang like teeth. We Spartanians have both flat and sharp teeth ,the flat i tnhe back of our mouths for chewing and the sharp on the front for biting and ripping, also for mating as we release a serum from our fangs when in heat that causes our mated females' bodies to be able to take our large size as our dicks are an average of one foot to two feet in length and easily a human fist in thickness, mine was a big above that, around two inches.

With my large hands reaching out I grasp the head of one of the men as they raise their weapons at me and fling him like a rag doll into his partner, leaving me with the three women and leap forward. What followed was a long ravaging of sexual frustration that had built up for ages. I raped their bodies for two days straight even after they lost conscious I kept pumping into their bodies. As the sun rose for the third day I was finally spent and my body collapsed from satisfaction and exhaustion, leaving three cum covered and stuffed women near me. The men had fled for the stargate on the planet and when I began to wake up, I was chained and lying on a levitating bed of some kind.

Leonidas: http://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=1086996&stc=1&d=1313184737

 

[Neysha]

Theta Site
Offworld Joint IOA/SGC Base

Leonidas awoke to soon find he was yet in another enclosed room, advanced technology obvious evident even in this simple room. The chains around him were secured well and redundantly, providing no chance of escape as he realized he had been stripped down to only a pair of trunks while chained to the levitating table and off to the side, two guards carrying obvious, but unfamiliar weapons, were standing by an entryway.

A moment later, three people stepped in through the doorway, two men and a female which immediately got Leonidas attention. "Does he understand us Colonel Feretti?" asked one of the men who wasn't wearing a military style uniform like the others.

Colonel Feretti glanced at the equine alien. "No idea, but I'm not sure why you want to keep him here. If anything, we should probably put a bullet in his head for raping three good women James," the Colonel replied dispassionately.

James Marrick, the civilian, just replied with a swarmy smile. "The IOA is interested in gathering as much intelligence as possible on his people, they obviously possess advanced technology so we're going to interrogate him." He turned to Leonidas.

"Do you understand us?" he asked directly, noticing the equine alien had finally awakened. "My name is James Marrick, this is Colonel Feretti and Lieutenant James. We are members of-," he started to speak when it was obvious Leonidas wasn't listening to the man, completely uninterested in what he was saying.

It was then Lieutenant Vanessa James spoke up and asked Leonidas a far more direct question. "Why did you rape those women you bastard? Those were friends of mine, you're lucky your not dead already!" she spat at the equine, ignoring any pheromones for the time being it seemed that he might be exuding.

 

[Drakkwall]

I do not understand their words even now, things are confusing, they seem angry, though I know not why, as in my culture females are doing their natural order by breeding and still maintain a strong presence within our government and people even with their duties as breeders. tugging on my bonds I hear the walls creek in protest from my pull, the guards raise their weapons but I do not care, after tugging a little on the bonds ,testing their strengths I turned towards the three, two men and one woman, one of the man had a rat like sense from him, he was a sneaky coward who'd rather use others for his own deeds rather then do them himself, all the while thinking of himself as a superior being. And then I speak up in the language of my people, a language that the humans would have called Ancient Greek. "Το όνομά μου είναι Λεωνίδας, την αναθέρμανση της Σπάρτης, και απαιτώ να απελευθερωθεί από αυτά τα ομόλογα λιγότερο που μπορώ να αναγκαστεί να κρίνουν μια απειλή για την επιβίωσή τους ανθρώπους μου." (Translation: My name is Leonidas, Reviver of the Spartanians, and I demand to be freed of these bonds least I be forced to deem you a threat to my people's survival.)

They stare at me, the soldier speaks to the ratty man who shakes his head and makes a wave of his hand at me, it makes me feel dirty to even loo kat this worm like creature. The woman on the other hand quickly restored order and pointed at me while speaking out about something she found either interesting or important, hard to tell. Then she walks closer and to my surprise she speaks my language, though a highly broken dialect. IT is the first time I hear another speak my language outside of myself, as after I was born I was kept in the tube for processing before put in cryostasis, to hear the words of another vocal cord speaking my tongue felt... surprisingly good for some reason.

OOC: Spartanians are Spartan in the translation and Reviver is Revive, cause those words doesn't exist in ancient greek.

 

[Neysha]

"Got that?" Agent Marrick asked the Lieutenant who just shot back an annoyed look.

"Yes sir I did," she replied, not enjoying the fact that she was being second guessed on things she was ordered to do as she waved the audio recorder around for emphasis.

"Good I want it translated immediately," Marrick ordered again, when Lieutenant James turned to Colonel Feretti, reinforcing that she'd prefer to take orders from her chain of command, not from some IOA civilian.

"It sounds like Greek Lieutenant. Tell Stargate Command to send over the appropriate translator. In the meantime, we might have to use a software program," Colonel Feretti stated, wondering if he should tell the Equine alien anything else, but figuring with the language barrier it was pointless.

"Excuse me Colonel, but the IOA has entrusted me to command of everything pertaining to this alien," James Marrick stated. "There's no need for the orders to be routed through you, just so there is no chance of misinterpretation," he replied.

The Colonel just rolled his eyes, before glancing back at the alien. "You better have a good defense ready for why you did what you did alien," Colonel Feretti warned boldly. "I just want to put a bullet through your head, but this guy here is going to dissect you," he added grimly, figuring that if the alien couldn't understand his words, the tone of his voice would be enough to sink into the alien.

With that said, he waved for everyone but the guards to leave the room when just outside the room, the bases Chief Medical Officer, Dr. Lam intercepted them. "Colonel. We've detected a foreign substance in the air, some sort of pheromone that the prisoner is exuding. We're currently studying it and so far it seems nonthreatening, but we should limit all contact with the prisoner to short periods of time," Dr. Lam said, as James Marrick quickly shook his head.

"Unacceptable. We need him under constant observation, regardless of possible-," James started to explain.

"Do it. We can keep sentries stationed outside. We'll limit it to one guard inside the room and switch it out every hour," Colonel Feretti stated, as Dr. Lam agreed.

The Colonel turned to Lieutenant James. "He seemed to respond to you when you talked. You get the first hour shift," Colonel Feretti ordered. "I'll contact SGC and get a translator here pronto."

"Yes sir," Lieutenant Vanessa James replied with a sharp salute and returning into the prisoners observation room, relieving the two guards, who closed the door behind her, locking it.

She meanwhile glanced at the chained equine humanoid and sighed, folding her arms behind her back. Pheromones contamination. Idly, she wondered what effect they had, even if only for a short period of time. Such thoughts flowed from her mind as she turned her dispassionate gaze upon the equine who had sexually assaulted her comrades, and raped three of them. "Just between you and me, I don't like that James Marrick asshole, but maybe you deserve dissection as opposed to a clean, honorable execution like Colonel Feretti wants," she said, knowing full well he couldn't understand her, but feeling better having gotten that off of her ample chest.

 

[Drakkwall]

I looked upon them, their tongue was strange, very... informal... I couldn't understand it too well. Grasping upon what they said, my eyes scanning their lips while my mind began to reach out, the ratty one seemed to be distrusted even by his own, a great weakness in any command. The man with the air of a warrior around him spoke to me with a tone I feel like I should recognize as something bad... possibly a taunt or a dark truth. I do not know. The females gets closer to me, looks upon with a strange way, disappointment, sadness and something I do not recognize from the records. But her scent is causing my loins to gain life, though I feel like I shouldn't let them rise yet, did I have little control over my hormones as when they left I turned my head, my stomach yearned for sex and food.

My gut growled like the large basilisks who once roamed our planets, my eyes darted across the room wildly, hunger growing within me. Opening my jaws, revealing my fangs, I open them slightly more then a regular horse could and the guard seemed to quiver as I let out a sound mixed between a neigh and a roar, accompanying my gut's growl of hunger. Eyeing the guard with critical eyes I ponder how to be the fastest way to get lose, defeat him and get some food and mating. He seems to panic and quickly leaves the room stating strange words of fear and terror, these soldiers were weak in spirit, at least that one is. Fitting to put the cowards on the guard duties, they make the loudest nosie when a danger approach.

It takes two more terrified guards until I finally get what I need, a guard, a woman by the smell, enters with a slab of meat, her eyes annoyed as she glances at the window of the chamber. She holds it out for me and I quickly snaps it up and eats it within seconds, my long pointed tongue licking up all the fluids of the meat. She leaves, stating some taunting words to the guards, heh, she had probably figured out I was hungry and would rather eat some proper food then a cowardly guard. Yuck sentient beings were not something we Spartanians ate, our minds cannot even imagine it. It is a great taboo, even greater then treason.

I spend the following six hours in waiting, I could have escaped when I wanted but these people had weapons and I wouldn't risk my people's resurrection with all these armed cowards and warriros around. The cowards were the most to fear because they had no discipline and no sense of direction when firing ,they make a danger for both enemies and allies alike. Soon enough I let my eyes close and I fall asleep, and as I sleep I dream, of a woman's gentle and loving touch on my body, her lips on mine, kissing down my chest. Her hands stroking my phallus and balls like they are a great treasure.

Her full lips gently suckles and licks my penis' head before slowly warping around them and pressing down, two large mounds of flesh warping around my base, rubbing my phallus u and down. I do not recognize these orbs but they feel amazing around my dick and I enjoy her ministrations. It feels like forever goes by until finally as she tries to deep throat me I jerk my hips and neigh out in a deep rumble, my balls releasing a thick and long lasting load of sperm down her gullet, her throat trying to swallow it all until it gushes out over my genitals.

Her loving tongue licks it clean and she strokes my chest and kisses my muzzle before leaving me with a half hard and slick phallus covered by the strange loincloth given to me by the aliens. And soon the day breaches and I awake, feeling strangely refreshed and no longer feeling much of a need to mate then before. The ratty man enters with the same from yesterday, along with two others, one of them holding a strange device. I was tired of being tied up and if they couldn't understand me I would soon break out of these containments. "Για μια μέρα να έχει που περιέχονται σε αυτά τα ομόλογα. Αν και είναι αδύναμα Δεν τα έχω σπάσει, για θέλω να ξέρω. Γιατί έχετε μένα που περιέχονται, αλλά αν δεν μπορείτε να με καταλάβει ακόμα ή για μεγάλο χρονικό διάστημα. Στη συνέχεια, θα απελευθερωθούν και θα με ανθρώπους μου, δεν θα πεθάνει από τα χέρια του κάποια άγρια ​​εκτόξευση ασπόνδυλο λαπάδες! Τώρα πείτε μου, γιατί να με κρατήσει, Λεωνίδα της Σπάρτης, στο πλαίσιο αυτών των ομολόγων!?" (Translation: For one day I have been contained in these bonds. Though they are frail I haven't broken them, for I wish to know. Why you have contained me, but if you cannot understand me yet or for a long time. Then I will break free and by my people's will, I shan't die by the hands of some wild firing spineless wimps! Now tell me, why do you keep me, Leonidas, Reviver of the Spartanians, within these bonds!?)

 

[Neysha]

"Mmmm might wanna turn on this translator," Lieutenant James said rather matter of factly as Colonel Feretti set down the small pocketsized device and turned it on, causing it to spit out the translation from Ancient Greek to English.

"...keep me, Leonidas, Reviver of the Spartanians, within these bonds!?" the device translated, as Colonel Feretti rolled his eyes.

"Good, it's a Spartanian. Can we kill it now?" Colonel Feretti asked as Lieutenant James simply grinned, amused and Mr. Marrick frowned, knowing the translator worked both ways

"Greetings Leonidas... is it?" James asked the alien. "I am James Marrick of the International Oversight Advistory and a representative of the planet Earth. You are currently in our custody. One of our teams discovered, or rescued you a few days ago and you proved to be a threat, hence the bonds."

"Threat? Bullshit. He attacked an SG team and sexually assaulted three of its members," Colonel Feretti spat before turning to the alien. "You're lucky that this weasel here is preventing me from putting a bullet in your head!" the Colonel said, gesturing dismissively to his civilian counterpart.

"Maybe we should give the rapist alien a chance to explain himself," Lieutenant James then meekly offered to her two quarreling superiors as she stood in the back.

 

[Drakkwall]

Frowning I speak out after listening to the now clearly speaking in my tongue, that fancy device should probably be analyse later in hope of making a more... comfortable design. "My people do not have records of what a rapist is, it is not within my vocabulary, but as for assaulting one of your kind. I do not know if I have or not, I am a Reviver, my body and mind is designed to spread my people's genes and revive us from extinction. That is my purpose and I haven't been able to preform my purpose. I was awoken a time ago by some creatures that look like you, wielding energy spears, wearing eagle shaped fold-able helmets and a strange glowing leader wearing a helmet in the shape of a long bearded golden coloured and blue painted version of your kinds' male face."

Smirking at the memories I chuckle a bit and shake my mane a bit before stretching my jaws. "Ahhh it was my first battle... my purpose makes me a very instinctive being, I am a warrior and a breeder, my purpose is to survive and restore my race from their destruction brought to us by the black beings of my home galaxy. It was glorious from what I can remember, my mind hazed with the need for mating and the need for a proper fight, I faced the gold face helmeted man and struck him down as he tried to use his telekinetic weapons upon me,my Phalanx proved superior and I broke his body and his fleet fled. I do not remember any more after that except for another fight, then the slumber of my cryo chamber, before awakening again. The sweet scent of a female, granted to me for the first time since my creation, and my mind is lost to the purpose I was made for."

My eyes glazes over a bit and my lust starts to grow but I shake it clear and let out a long controlled snort from my nostrils before taking some deep breathes. "And I can feel the haze return... I shall proceed with my purpose once the moon of the planet is full, as then my body will take over and my mind shall be given to the haze as my purpose of revival is proceeded once more." I close my eyes and take another deep breathe, I can feel my sweet glands release the pheromones and it is tickling my slowly deteriorating mind to the familiar haze of blind lust and need once more.

 

[Neysha]

At the mention of humanoids with energy spears, Colonel Feretti perked up a bit, but before he could speak, Mr. Marrick gestured for him to allow the alien to finish. Reluctantly, Feretti agreed.

But when he talked about his purpose, even Marrick seemed a little weirded out before a smile crossed his face. "Fighting and breeding. That's what you two were made for," Marrick said with a disparaging laugh to Colonel Feretti and Lieutenant James, who just stared daggers back at him.

"Listen Leonidas," Marrick started to say. "In exchange for your eventual freedom, our government would like to know everything that there is possible to know about these people with the energy spears. They are our enemies too, they are known as Goa'uld and we are hoping you could help us. Especially if you could tell us about any of the technology that we found on the moon which our team found you on. In exchange, we're willing to offer amnesty for your crimes."

Colonel Feretti groaned, unable to accept this. "His people don't even know what rape is. And you want to cut a deal with him?" Colonel Feretti asked.

"Hate to see what the women have to endure with his people. Sounds as bad as the Goa'uld, if not worse," Lieutenant James chimed in.

 

[Drakkwall]

"Rape? Hrmmmm... forced sex? So that's what it means... I guess a rapist is a person who has forced other into sex. Hrmmm different from how my people were." As I said this I thought for a moment before I chuckled and shook my head. "Though I doubt you can put me under charges of crimes, as I am not part of your people or your government. And though I admit, that in your eyes I am a criminal, in the eyes of my people I am not. But then again, my people are extinct are they not, what do you care about the rules and laws of a dead people?" I growl out the last part and with a twist of my arms tore apart my bonds. The men raised their arms to shoot at me but I simply raise my hand and with an invisible force I crumbled their weapons into orbs of metal.

Grabbing the ratty man I glare into his fear-filled eyes and growl out. "I respect the words of a warrior, the words of the wise and the words of the honest, but you, you are nothing but a pile of lies and deceits. I will speak to your people, and I shall help them as I can, as I have to let my people's survival go before my personal comforts and morals. But do not think that I will respect a man like you. To me you are like a vermin, tainted with disease and far to numerous to be properly exterminated, so I will just have to deal with your presence but I will never show you respect." I then threw the man towards the now disarmed guards who grabbed him as he sputtered out for them to take him out and screaming at him that he would regret this.

Phe... Shaking my mane I turn to the bed I had been strapped onto and sit down on its side. "I apologize for that but that person was getting on my nerves, such a person would never have been in any form of command in my people's government. I shall restore your equipment. And again, I apologize." Raising my hand I let my mind reach out and the metal of their guns and rifles stretched out form their sphere like shape and returned into perfect condition. I remain seated, I knew I had already damaged my view of these people, but my instincts told me to throw that guy out, he was not worthy of being in control of these warriors, he had no wisdom or honesty, just the air of deceit, lies and trickery.

 

[Drakkwall]

OOC: Hmmm should I edit the post?