Void's Psionics

by H. Lee Morgan, Jr

  She had sensed him angry before from time to time, but what she felt this time exploded along the link was nothing short of unlimited, total fury. She practically heard his yell and had to disconnect because his anger seared through her mind so hard and hot it hurt physically and hadn’t a clue what he would do, nor did she want to watch.

  Hearing they raped his female and seeing the memories by how she let them to save the lives of a child and mother from suffering the same fate had been the last straw. He no longer played around. Oliver locked down the Flare as he jumped out screaming into the cold embrace of space. He mentally searched for every man who had a hand in raping his woman while mercilessly crushing every ship attacking and trying to flee. More than five hundred men were found to have gang raped Renee these months and countless others who were also captured for ransom or slavery from their own vile recollection. A small piece of his mind retained just enough sanity to hold his right hand out down to the kidnapped victims and surrounded them as well as the rapists along with one other before gathering a sphere twice his own height and throwing it with a vengeance straight down to the planet.

  The eventual cataclysmic explosion shook the entire planet and left a crater twice that of what the fortress had been. He shook with fury that was not satisfied and connected with every remaining weapon and person not protected in this entire star system to mercilessly crush them to death.

  Renee’s jaw had dropped when the blinding flash had dissipated as she found herself in a near perfect sphere of clear blue energy she could actually see normally. Without making her eyes glow. That was power no human could wield. Outside the sphere her view was utter destruction. A mushroom cloud had risen along with millions of tons of debris. A sudden immense power smacked it away like a tempest’s gust of wind, clearing the devastated scene. She had been blinded from lack of sunlight for so long in the darkness, but squinting, she saw a crater below and she was being gently laid down. Beside, she saw other balls protecting people who had missing body parts used for proof of life. Some had hands over their sensitive eyes.

  As Renee touched the ground the barrier disappeared and she looked up as a glint of black and silver shone high above. She watched Oliver slowly fly down, but from different directions came captured men in cubes who were brought together. Too mesmerized to look away, Renee held entirely still as Oliver touched down completely armored and frightening. Her womb throbbed and her pussy wet in response to it. But she noticed his fists shaking and the cape fluttered in the wind. Then she heard his deep masculine voice and it held no inkling whatsoever of showing mercy. “You raped my female… and others. Now you fuckers DIE!!!” Oliver showed his face and as he screamed a kinetic stream blasted from his mouth so wide it vaporized each and every one of them in an instant, the beam flying through the rock and beyond the planet.

  Only one man and some metal vault was left standing. Oliver looked at him and suddenly the well dressed individual eyes rolled up into his skull to collapse, but the barrier remained still up.

  “OLLY!!!” Renee yelled and ran for all she was worth.

  “RENEE!!!” He responded and opened his arms wide and she crashed into his bare chest at ninety kilometers an hour. His armor altered smooth so she didn’t get cut or stabbed on his lethal battle armor. Tears fell from his eyes as she sobbed in his chest. Holding her again in his arms felt at last she was no longer gone. “Oh Red… I’m so sorry…” he dropped to his knees and she sobbed, her hands holding on for dear life as she curled up as small as she could in his lap. “Shhh. I’m here. I’ve got you.”

  “Oh, Olly… why couldn’t you leave me one to kill…” she tried laughing, but now all the emotion of pain suffered was finding an outlet. She didn’t need to be strong in front of him, not after what she had just seen. “Shhh.” Is all he said as he rocked her and didn’t wince in her vice-like grip and biting nails in his back as he smoothed the armor out so she wouldn’t get cut on any other sharp edges.

  Her scent was foul of body odor and fear from the months neglect. Nanites would hide bruises that should have covered her whole body and he vibrated with wrath knowing he should have made each and every single one be castrated by a meat grinder agonizingly slow and pulled completely inside it to be killed. He knew he had killed them far too quickly. An instant painless death was too good for them. He sent his mind out further to double check all who needed to be were dead and hummed in minor satisfaction.

  “You must be…” a man took a deeply pained breath. “the infamous Oliver.”

  He didn’t release the bear hug keeping Renee close as she shook still, unable to hear anything so relieved to be held so protectively and securely. Oliver did look up at a man with a missing arm and scabbed eye from having been recently plucked out. “I take it my woman has been speaking of me…”

  “When… she isn’t trying to be a hero and antagonize… the cowardly bastards into taking all the punishment onto herself. She cried out in her sleep for you after they…” the gasping man looked down ashamed. “She is a strong young lady.”

  “Never call her a lady. She’s liable to send your balls up in your throat.”

  Oliver’s deep voice brought her out and she gave a choked chuckle.

  “Some of those assholes did find out just that… till they threatened me and my daughter.” A brunette woman limped over, helped by a girl of barely twelve years. The mother’s foot was completely missing. “She escaped her cell again and again somehow and killed a few, but when they threatened the rest of us… she did so much.” The woman burst into tears as more and more victims hobbled or crawled over.

  “Why do you come? Aren’t you frightened of me?”

  A teenage boy spoke, missing a fresh ear as blood still stained half his face and neck. “Renee talked about how her mate or father, Pirate King Jake Dorgen was coming. The guards beat her every time they heard her speak out. She told them they were all going to die. They didn’t believe it… nor did I think it was little more than a boast… you must be the strongest user in the whole galaxy.” He looked around at the devastation. “Or are you not alone?”

  “My power exceeds human and the strongest Creelin, but don’t tell anyone I said so. I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.”

  A man tripped and though he was in pain he laughed. “Hurt feelings? That’s rich after all this.”

  “Olly?”

  Oliver looked down and saw Renee’s vibrant green eyes sparkle in the sunlight like pure emeralds cut perfectly. She was paler than ever from lack of adequate light and it really made her adorable freckled face stand out like fresh cream sprinkled with cinnamon. Fresh salty streams cut over cheeks and cheekbones more prominent due to inadequate nourishment. Her hair was longer and a complete mess of knots and filth. Then he noticed her lips, they seemed to be the only thing that had remained uninjured. They were vibrant red, a deeper shade she had done to herself by increasing blood flow to resemble lipstick. They were the perfect rosebud.

  Unable to resist, his lips came down on hers with a need to live. Like needing air. Her lips parted in a gasp as she breathed him in and her tongue met his in sweet ecstasy. A perfect kiss that made all the bad endured go away. No words or memories could contend with the carnal need that made the universe and all within it vanish. If albeit temporarily. It wasn’t about sex… not entirely. It was two jagged halves becoming perfectly whole again. Renee’s fingers burrowed in his hair and got a fistful, keeping him in place. She felt pressure on her back and knew his hands even after so long and her suit opened up on their own accord. She needed to feel his flesh upon her’s, now.

  It came to an abrupt stop as Oliver felt a bone break where it shouldn’t have been. It was miniscule, but he knew his woman better than she herself did and a growl emanated from his throat and broke off the kiss. “Red, your rib…”

  “Yeah, it’s broken. I fought a team of Phantoms yesterday, but they got the upper hand several times. Had to make it seem I couldn’t fix it without my kits. Give m
e a minute.”

  “Alright, I’ll land my ship while you fix yourself. I need to do something or go insane with anger at what they did. No need to explain, I read you for this whole experience…” he grimaced.

  “Oh hell no! I know that look and it isn’t your fault. If you read me you know I could have freed myself, but didn’t. I stayed for them. I was raped so none of them had to be. I can’t get unwillingly pregnant and some of the girls had their cycles forcibly unfrozen. You aren’t responsible, but you took care of it better than I dreamed. You took what I said in the vid and surpassed it. Don’t you fucking feel responsible! After I get drunk off my ass I’m going to move on. You know I’m not some timid pussy like those fuckers I saw pissing and shitting their pants right before you atomized them. And you are going to get shitfaced right along with me and I’m going to damn well try to get you smashed even though tests say it’s physically impossible. Oooh and a nice, hot and long bubble bath…”

  Saying something as simple as a bath had people groaning in pleasure despite missing body parts. The simple pleasures, once taken away, are the most overlooked and treasured.

  Despite the absurdity Oliver wiped his cheeks and smiled. He looked up and through his enhanced chip he reconnected to the Flare’s flight control systems and took it off standby to remote pilot it out of orbit.

  “Listen up!” Renee called out while her bracelet internally smoothed out the fractures. She also stood and before their eyes changed out of ratty clothes and into sensual spiky armor. “Form a line and sit down to be properly patched up! Better yet, just sit down and I’ll move you.” The seventy two other people stopped moving and some collapsed outright, what little strength found in the moment being used up.

  Oliver, bare chest and highly muscular all over had Renee smirk as other women were also salivating at all the male deliciousness. She didn’t care other’s looked so long as they didn’t touch her property. Besides, she liked the view too and how hard muscle moved like gentle rippling waves beneath soft bronze tanned skin. He kept his eyes skyward before she turned back to the mandatory task at hand and didn’t need to let her eyes flash at such a simple task. She raised her arms and two at a time, gently carried each and every person closer over. Some had been under so much stress and fear their hair began having streaks of gray. In a few months or years the color would return to normal.

  Careful as can be they were set down in a line. Most were throwing cloth over their eyes like sunglasses.

  Raising her left hand in a fist Renee connected to her suit and from the topside of her gauntleted hand shot out a deep penetrating red light. A scanner she had previously integrated into it before being captured. With her chip she saw through skin and inside the body’s many injuries. The injuries flashing brilliant red for immediate attention. “Hold still, I’ll numb the pain and whip up some anti-virals. Some of you are sick… You’re a naturalist huh?”

  A man shook his head. “No… they stripped all my splicing and removed my nanites. I was too strong so they stripped my chromosomes for added security as I’m the greatest and most disciplined telepath from Earth.”

  “I can’t whip up nanites, but I can give you what you lost. How many of you lost bio-immortality and psionics?” a half dozen raised a hand, or a stump. “Then this will help regenerate the missing parts taking so long to grow back.” Renee told the bracelet what to do and seven thin needles shot from her wrist to simultaneously inject each of them. To say they were surprised was an understatement. It took only a few painless seconds.

  From then on Renee scanned each victim and injected them with solutions she stored in hollow areas of her tough bones.

  Meanwhile Oliver made the Flare land silently and dove into the first aid supplies he had stored and began bringing out healing tape to wrap around missing limbs and ugly, infected wounds.

  As Renee worked she looked over to find Oliver kneeling in front of a man doing what he could to help, a smile growing on her cracked lips. “Hey, Idiot! I can feel Sparky awake again. He says he’s happy we are safe and are four and a half hours away. It is so good to hear him again.”

  “Glad to hear it. Did you tell him everything already?”

  “We’re connected not by distance. Drake telepathy has no equal between rider and partner. Furthermore… essentially we are one entity as separate individuals. Until one of us dies it’ll always be this way. It is why Drake companions are so intimate… not in the sexual sense. Deeper than siblings though. It is why it is such an honor. Our connection is so entwined that we are always and inseparably connected regardless if he’s beside me or not. I’m just glad he calmed down after reliving all I went through.”

  She went back to work and finished up while he bound nasty wounds. Twice she had to abort forced rape pregnancy being discretely done to the women via telepathy who consented and were thankful. The fetuses were broken down and reabsorbed. When it was all over she called out “Olly, how many liters of water do you have stored?”

  “Close to a hundred. The recycling systems are fully operational as well.”

  “Then I’m going to distribute it.” She didn’t ask.

  “Let me lend a hand.” An average appearing man got up.

  “Not a chance, Dumbass. Sit the fuck down. You’re bleeding slightly internally and my numbing solution makes you think you are fine. Sit the fuck down before I make you.” The dark browned skin man gulped, hearing the promise that it wasn’t an idle threat, and parked it on the stony ground.

  Grabbing two empty containers she also opened the water nozzle in the cockpit after pulling the hose out to fill the containers nearly full and brought them over after finding the temperature of the water to be just above ice cold. A refreshing and grateful flavor compared to dirty water. “There is plenty to go around, but don’t drink too fast or you’ll puke it all back up. Take a few mouthfuls and pass it along. Don’t be greedy.” She handed down the heavy objects and people heeded her taking command of the situation. It had helped most knew about her from many talks over the months and the fact she was wearing armor that was sensual and lethal rolled into one helped. Her instincts were of a leader and they responded to it.

  Having finished covering all gaping wounds, Oliver looked up into the small triple suns beating down and how everyone either threw an arm over their face or squinted painfully to realize they had been in the dark so long that their eyes had yet to properly adjust. He moved over to the ship and found several reflective blankets in airtight bags to open each and flung them out. Using levitation he maneuvered ten king size foil blankets up over the people waiting for rescue. “Thank you.” Was voiced again and again as hovering sheets created perfect shade. Two blankets made angled flaps to block more for the worse who were critically injured.

  Renee was sitting down, critically overlooking a young appearing woman missing both legs from a recent dismemberment less than six hours old, mumbling in sleep. She turned, hearing stone and dirt crunch under a heavy weight to find Oliver coming over and sitting down beside her, but then large hands grabbed her ass the way she liked to transfer her to sit sidesaddle in his lap. Strong arms wrapped securely around. She said “You can stop making your eyes glow. The danger clearly is gone except for the man you still got trapped over there with the vault.”

  “It’s not easy to do. I’m no longer trying to Gather. This is the minimum my lever stops now. My power has become so great that my eyes glow and smoke. Like breathing, it’s a reflex… or a heart beating I suppose. My power leaks because completely closing the valve we imagine is dangerous. I could literally combust and take out this whole system otherwise. No joke. My eyes will look like this forever…” Despite the glow, she saw enough of a darker amber shade of the iris to know he looked down in shame. “Is it that bad?”

  “Bad? Hardly. I just didn’t know you could hold that much power safely. Can you compare it so I know.”

  “You mean to find a way to associate how strong I’ve become?” she nodded quickly and cu
riously, enjoying how good he smelled. It was a light spiciness since he used unscented soap. “That is hard, but the best I can do is say at your father’s full power, he is like a Class One person to me. I’m truly stronger than the strongest living Creelin by seventeen percent. I know that doesn’t sound like much, but…”

  “Not to me. Seventeen percent output above the famous Archiver Tammat is nothing to sneeze at. He is one of only a few who needs no security protection when acting as an ambassador. He’s proven just what he is capable of in many vids and even if you were a quarter his strength you’d still surpass Papa ten times over.” Renee touched his face, caressed more like it. “I kind of find it kinky your eyes look like small suns. You are a warm gentle person, but more than that, just like a sun, you are deadly. I never felt anyone as angry as you after I told you I was… raped.”

  The golden orbs burned hotter and the psionic smoke increased. “They hurt you.”

  “Just my body. You know I can’t let innocent people suffer. And not just because of my medic’s oath. They tried fucking my mouth till I bit off their cocks and balls so they muzzled me… and I’m glad they never found my bracelet. I absorbed it completely in my body and it was wonderful as they couldn’t shove their member up my ass hole. I could do nothing for my magical box. I had to let them fuck me and beat me… Look at them, Olly. They were helpless compared to me.” She gestured to many who had fallen asleep. “I… I just couldn’t…” she choked and held back the tears.

  Strong arms squeezed her closer. “Shhh… I know. I’m not mad at you. You weren’t a coward. It took strength to do what you did for innocents. You knew they couldn’t kill you or stop you, but you can’t leave hostages or innocent people. It goes against everything I love about you. You don’t need to worry. I made completely sure they can never hurt anyone else ever again.”