Isolde
Guardian's Desire
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For a rundown on what is happening, you can read the OOC at http://www.literotica.com/forum/showthread.php?threadid=42390 If you want to join than that is the place to do it.
The trial had been a sham as had the execution. The reports of their death were greatly exaggerated as they were still very much alive...if somewhat unhappy about the situation they had found themselves in.
They had gone through the trial, which had been lengthy considering that the prosecuters had insisted on letting the computer replay every known crime of each of the crew on trial. Though not all the of the crew were there. Two had been killed in their capture and their ship badly damaged. That was the only way that the Empire could get the Stacked Deck and her crew.
After the trial, the pronouncement for crimes against the Empire...death. No one was surprised but all reacted differently to the announcment. Proteus simply stared with hard eyes at those that would have his head. Marra growled low in her throat and tried once again to escape the special lazers that bound them to their seats. They were taking no chances with either of them. One was a shapechanger and the other was dangerous simply through her bloodline. The rest of the crew were held in similar ways, the Empire was playing it safe. After years of chasing the pirate crew of the Stacked Deck, they had finally caught them. And they were not going to give any member of the crew known for their escapes in impossible situations a chance to do so again.
The day of their execution came and went but they were still alive. After awhile it became apparent that something was up and they were soon to know what it was. Days after their execution was ordered, they were all escorted into this room they were in now. Before them sat the prosecuter and a man in dark clothing who simply stared at the prisoners before him without saying a word. Moments passed with nothing said between any of them and then another prisoner was ushered in, a prisoner not associated with the pirate crew.
It was then that the prosecuter began to speak. The first thing he did was call everyone's names that were present including the new prisoner. Hator. The regular crew members stared at her as they were called off until the voice of the prosecuter grabbed their attention again.
"You have all been found guilty and sentence has been carried out," The man before them said with a dark smile. "As far as the rest of the galaxy is concerned, you are all dead and your bodies vaporized. No more shall the people of the Empire suffer under threat of your deeds."
Coming around from the desk, he begin to pace back and forth in front of them. "And we can make that happen for real. There is not a soul who would stop us. Not a soul who could. If anyone had an inkling you were alive. But we wont...as long as you cooperate."
"With the Empire? You can kiss my....." Marra begin as she strained against her bonds, her titanium colored teeth flashing as she sneered at him. It was only seconds before she was on the floor writhing in pain, her whole body feeling like it was on fire and that something was trying to eat her from the inside out. And the other prisoners could see a smile forming on the dark clad man's face.
The prosecuter shook his head. "You see, there are rewards in the Empire. You should have learned that in your training, Marra. For impudence we reward you like this..with pain and for loyalty, we reward you...well..." Turning to the other man in the room besides the guards, he nodded. The man closed his eyes and suddenly Marra's pain stopped and she instead felt an intense and pleasurable feeling wash over her. Never had she felt such pure pleasure in her life. Not even with the greatest of her lovers. It actually took her breath away. And then it stopped. She got to her feet, shaking but she was not sure from which jolt of feelings.
"I would like you all to meet Operative M. Of course that is not his real name but that is all you need to know about him. He will be with you on this mission to make sure that it is completed and the results turned over to us. What mission you say?"
With that he went to the desk and pressed a button that brought a large screen down in back of him. Upon the screen, the image of a ship appeared.
"A team of archaeologists have uncovered records of a starship from the age of the Federation, specially equipped just before the StarKiller's deployment. That doomsday weapon that undid so many centuries of progress. It is hoped that its special shielding would enable it to survive the effects of the weapon. This ship's computer had been loaded with all the knowledge stored in the entire Federation main libraries. In order to maximize its chances for survival, the creators of that age decided to let it ride out the blast in a location far from Earth, one in which they calculated the weapon's effects would be minimal."
"The archaeologists have been able to deduce from the records that the location of the ship is somewhere within what is now known as the Neutral Zone. We believe that you and your crew will have the knowledge and skills needed to survive within the Neutral Zone, and explore it, looking for the ship."
"It is also suspected that spies working for the Allied Kingdoms have revealed this discovery to their superiors. If that is so than this is a race to see who will get their first. The prize...the whole of the knowledge that was lost to us before this disaster."
"As you have seen, our operator has the choice of life and death over your Captain and his second in command. These are the only two we implanted with the nano technology that controls your doses of pain....or pleasure. From what we have heard, if we control them, we control the rest of the crew. We have heard what happens to those that cross them. It is too bad you choose this life. We could use someone like you in the Empire." He looked at Marra and smiled,"You chose the wrong life, Daxamite. You should have stayed in our service."
He ignored the glare that she threw at him and moved to look over and examine each and every one of the crew, similarly ignoring any and all looks of defiance or hate. Their cooperation was all he required.
"For those of the crew who do not sufficiently fear the captain and his next in command we have the offer of a pardon as well as wealth when you return...sucessfully. Upon our recieving what we want, we will reward each of you with the lifestyle you only dream about now. The reason you became the pirates that you are...riches."
When he came to the last two...the ones that were not a part of the crew, he said,"And, since two of your crew were killed by your attempt to evade our forces, we have replaced one of them. I am sure you will find her....adequate." Again he smiled as if at a private joke."
"As for Proteus and Marra, if they survive the task set before them than we shall see what will be done with them once you return and we hear our operative's report. Now, we have repaired your ship and, with the Allies in the race, we have no time to waste. Do you accept the terms or are your sentences carried out for real?"
Proteus looked over at Marra who simply looked away. Turning to face the prosecuter, he nodded once.
"Excellent. Now, I should apolgize for what is about to happen next but I wont. We need to get you to your ship without the possiblity of escape." At those words, a beam shot out from the walls and covered the group who felt a shock, than paralyzed and then darkness decend as they fell unconscious.
*************************************
Upon waking up, the entire crew found themselves once again on the deck of the Stacked Deck with the mysterious Operator M standing by. Looking at them as they roused from their unconscious state. Looking out the veiwing screen, they could see that they were already into space and away from Earth. Their journey had begun.
The trial had been a sham as had the execution. The reports of their death were greatly exaggerated as they were still very much alive...if somewhat unhappy about the situation they had found themselves in.
They had gone through the trial, which had been lengthy considering that the prosecuters had insisted on letting the computer replay every known crime of each of the crew on trial. Though not all the of the crew were there. Two had been killed in their capture and their ship badly damaged. That was the only way that the Empire could get the Stacked Deck and her crew.
After the trial, the pronouncement for crimes against the Empire...death. No one was surprised but all reacted differently to the announcment. Proteus simply stared with hard eyes at those that would have his head. Marra growled low in her throat and tried once again to escape the special lazers that bound them to their seats. They were taking no chances with either of them. One was a shapechanger and the other was dangerous simply through her bloodline. The rest of the crew were held in similar ways, the Empire was playing it safe. After years of chasing the pirate crew of the Stacked Deck, they had finally caught them. And they were not going to give any member of the crew known for their escapes in impossible situations a chance to do so again.
The day of their execution came and went but they were still alive. After awhile it became apparent that something was up and they were soon to know what it was. Days after their execution was ordered, they were all escorted into this room they were in now. Before them sat the prosecuter and a man in dark clothing who simply stared at the prisoners before him without saying a word. Moments passed with nothing said between any of them and then another prisoner was ushered in, a prisoner not associated with the pirate crew.
It was then that the prosecuter began to speak. The first thing he did was call everyone's names that were present including the new prisoner. Hator. The regular crew members stared at her as they were called off until the voice of the prosecuter grabbed their attention again.
"You have all been found guilty and sentence has been carried out," The man before them said with a dark smile. "As far as the rest of the galaxy is concerned, you are all dead and your bodies vaporized. No more shall the people of the Empire suffer under threat of your deeds."
Coming around from the desk, he begin to pace back and forth in front of them. "And we can make that happen for real. There is not a soul who would stop us. Not a soul who could. If anyone had an inkling you were alive. But we wont...as long as you cooperate."
"With the Empire? You can kiss my....." Marra begin as she strained against her bonds, her titanium colored teeth flashing as she sneered at him. It was only seconds before she was on the floor writhing in pain, her whole body feeling like it was on fire and that something was trying to eat her from the inside out. And the other prisoners could see a smile forming on the dark clad man's face.
The prosecuter shook his head. "You see, there are rewards in the Empire. You should have learned that in your training, Marra. For impudence we reward you like this..with pain and for loyalty, we reward you...well..." Turning to the other man in the room besides the guards, he nodded. The man closed his eyes and suddenly Marra's pain stopped and she instead felt an intense and pleasurable feeling wash over her. Never had she felt such pure pleasure in her life. Not even with the greatest of her lovers. It actually took her breath away. And then it stopped. She got to her feet, shaking but she was not sure from which jolt of feelings.
"I would like you all to meet Operative M. Of course that is not his real name but that is all you need to know about him. He will be with you on this mission to make sure that it is completed and the results turned over to us. What mission you say?"
With that he went to the desk and pressed a button that brought a large screen down in back of him. Upon the screen, the image of a ship appeared.
"A team of archaeologists have uncovered records of a starship from the age of the Federation, specially equipped just before the StarKiller's deployment. That doomsday weapon that undid so many centuries of progress. It is hoped that its special shielding would enable it to survive the effects of the weapon. This ship's computer had been loaded with all the knowledge stored in the entire Federation main libraries. In order to maximize its chances for survival, the creators of that age decided to let it ride out the blast in a location far from Earth, one in which they calculated the weapon's effects would be minimal."
"The archaeologists have been able to deduce from the records that the location of the ship is somewhere within what is now known as the Neutral Zone. We believe that you and your crew will have the knowledge and skills needed to survive within the Neutral Zone, and explore it, looking for the ship."
"It is also suspected that spies working for the Allied Kingdoms have revealed this discovery to their superiors. If that is so than this is a race to see who will get their first. The prize...the whole of the knowledge that was lost to us before this disaster."
"As you have seen, our operator has the choice of life and death over your Captain and his second in command. These are the only two we implanted with the nano technology that controls your doses of pain....or pleasure. From what we have heard, if we control them, we control the rest of the crew. We have heard what happens to those that cross them. It is too bad you choose this life. We could use someone like you in the Empire." He looked at Marra and smiled,"You chose the wrong life, Daxamite. You should have stayed in our service."
He ignored the glare that she threw at him and moved to look over and examine each and every one of the crew, similarly ignoring any and all looks of defiance or hate. Their cooperation was all he required.
"For those of the crew who do not sufficiently fear the captain and his next in command we have the offer of a pardon as well as wealth when you return...sucessfully. Upon our recieving what we want, we will reward each of you with the lifestyle you only dream about now. The reason you became the pirates that you are...riches."
When he came to the last two...the ones that were not a part of the crew, he said,"And, since two of your crew were killed by your attempt to evade our forces, we have replaced one of them. I am sure you will find her....adequate." Again he smiled as if at a private joke."
"As for Proteus and Marra, if they survive the task set before them than we shall see what will be done with them once you return and we hear our operative's report. Now, we have repaired your ship and, with the Allies in the race, we have no time to waste. Do you accept the terms or are your sentences carried out for real?"
Proteus looked over at Marra who simply looked away. Turning to face the prosecuter, he nodded once.
"Excellent. Now, I should apolgize for what is about to happen next but I wont. We need to get you to your ship without the possiblity of escape." At those words, a beam shot out from the walls and covered the group who felt a shock, than paralyzed and then darkness decend as they fell unconscious.
*************************************
Upon waking up, the entire crew found themselves once again on the deck of the Stacked Deck with the mysterious Operator M standing by. Looking at them as they roused from their unconscious state. Looking out the veiwing screen, they could see that they were already into space and away from Earth. Their journey had begun.
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