Chapter 1
Part I
“She’s coming with us, Get her on-board the ship” Yon-Rogg ordered. Minn-Erva stared at him incredulously, and “You are honestly going to take her back to Hala?” She asked with no attempt to hide the disbelief and contempt in her voice. Did she honestly question him? To question him was to question his authority.
Yon-Rogg saw red and grabbed the woman by the throat “When did I give you permission to question me?” he growled at his sniper through gritted teeth, his eyes seemed to burn into her as she struggled to breathe. Releasing her he smiled as she fell to her knees and remained glaring at the sniper as she slowly regained her equilibrium. “Get, her, on-board, the ship, I will not ask again” he repeated slowly and menacingly. He allowed himself another look at the ethereal looking woman before she was taken away and turned his attention to the piece of metal he had retrieved from the floor beside the wreckage which used to be the ship she had been flying quite well, well that was before he shot her from the sky that is, the thought made him smile. Such spirit this woman “Vers” had, maybe he would make her a pilot in her new life on Hala he thought. What potential she had he thought as he read the piece of metal in his hands again, “Vers” it read, an unusual name for an unusual woman.
Back on-board the ship Yon-Rogg checked on his abductee, staring at her and closely taking in everything from her Golden coloured hair to the rather revolting looking flight uniform that her superiors had her dressed in.
“The Supremor wants an audience with you” Att-las informed Yon-Rogg just as he was about to check out just how different a Terran female was to a Kree female. Att-las looked at his Commander with a grin on his face that told Yon-Rogg that he knew exactly what he was about to do. “Oh come on, are you not just a little curious?” Yon-Rogg laughed with an equally large grin beginning to play on his face. “I’ll be in the Intelligence's’ quarters until further notice” he continued, still grinning from ear to ear as he passed his messenger.
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The Supreme Intelligence’s room was nothing more than a room with four walls and a circle in the centre of the floor, Yon-Rogg always thought it should be a little more decorative, the Supremor deserved that at least didn't it?. The room started to pulse and he took this as an order to step into the middle of the circle which he did with no questions asked.
Tendrils started to weave and twist slowly around his body, creeping up towards his head, and then suddenly he was back in the room where Vers lay. “Why don’t you finish where you left off Commander?” the Intelligence asked, which sounded more like an order. So he did just that.
Slowly he brushed the back of his hand down over her cheek, slowly moving down her neck and along her collar bone. Vers’ eyes suddenly flickered open and looked straight into Yon-Rogg’s eyes causing him to startle and take a few steps back. She smiled and slowly raised herself up off of the cot and started moving towards him and removing her flight suit just as slowly as she did so.
Yon-Rogg stood frozen to the spot, captivated at the torturing striptease that was playing out in front of him, then Laughter filled the room and he was suddenly painfully aware that the Supreme Intelligence was manipulating his thoughts again.
Embarrassed he collected himself and tried to ignore the very uncomfortable erection he now had. Not easy to do when the Supremor was laughing so hard at his predicament.
“When I was first informed of your decision to bring this Terran home I was less than pleased Commander, but I have thought long and hard about this” she laughed at her own joke at Yon-Rogg’s expense, causing him to grimace. “We will remake this Terran as one of our own. You will give your blood to her, you will teach her and train her” Yon was about to argue. Blood should not be shared unless it was with your mate he had been told over and over again and as soon as he had thought it…”But Commander, that is exactly what she is to become, your mate”
Yon stood glued to the spot “Excuse me?” he managed to gasp, shocked at the Supremor’s statement.
“You decided to bring her to Hala, you will be responsible for her and you will mate with her. Sire her offspring so that we would have leverage over her if need be in the future. She will be moulded into a great weapon for the Kree. First things first though Commander, administer the eraseth, she must have no memory of her past life and once you have done this have Doctor Minn-Erva transfuse your blood into Vers. I want both of you to complete the blood bond before you arrive home is that clear Commander?”
“Clear as a containment field Supremor” Yon agreed. He never saw this coming when he arose from bed this morning. Get up, get washed, get dressed, kill your former friend, get mated. What a day!
TBC