Still, after a few more minutes of standing on deck staring out at the port coming into view, Naelia grew tired. So, Archon lowered himself to the deck and patted for her to sit down in his lap. She did, and immediately began to play with his hair. Archon loved how her hands made him feel when she touched him. Her touch caused his skin to tingle wonderfully. The feeling brought to mind a thousand butterflies kissing his skin. Archon smiled and closed his eyes and just enjoyed Naelia’s smell and the amazing sensations that were pulsating through his scalp.
If ever asked, Archon would have said he remembered thinking that the air smelled sweet as extra fresh hyacinth on Easter. Then he tried to open his eyes but they seemed to have glued themselves closed. He would recollect feeling Naelia soften in his arms just before she went slack in his lap...
That day however he rested blissfully unknowing. Unknowing that an Andromedain silently made its way onto our ship. Then that same Andromedain drugged Naelia and Archon before bringing them back to their cabin and performing a full medical examination on Naelia and the unborn children in her womb. Then before it carried them both unseen and undetected back on deck, the same Andromedain injected Naelia with an altered form of blue cohosh that was time released and would make a termination procedure nearly impossible.
The Andromedains had a plan and the children inside of Naelia were part of that. Her conception was no accident. It was part of a much larger plan for world domination. A plan the Galactic alliance had been working on for many years but that we in the UFE wouldn’t fully comprehend for several more years. Still, at that time, the Reptilians had Venusian, Human and Sirian female prisoners all over the world that they were breeding with.
It seems the Andromedains had been running tests on Halflings since the beginning of the war. They’d figured out the same thing as Odelin about the blue cohosh. They also figured out so much more than that. They were way ahead of us. Turns out that one in every five Reptilian-humanoid offspring born is nearly indestructible. Most die, but those that don’t are uniquely qualified to be super warriors. These beings the Galactic Alliance have dubbed Draconians.
They are similar yet unlike every other species. By the time we learned, they had already created dozen maybe hundreds of these Draconians. Genetically engineered Halflings created them from Human, Sirian or Venusian mothers and Reptilian fathers. Like their Reptilian fathers, they are tall, over seven feet, with dark nearly impenetrable reptile scales. They do however have more humanoid hands with five fingers. Their features are pointed and angular, large reptile eyes and thin but muscular bodies. They have the ability to shape shift into their mother’s species shape, size and form to propagate.
Their bodies are fully developed within three years but it takes closer to twenty years for their minds to fully develop. For that reason they are easily possessed and manipulated by the other races of the Galactic Alliance. It is unproved, but they are said to be able to manipulate and invade dreams so they can feed on the emotions such as fear and anger. There are also claims that through the dreams, they have mind control abilities. While there are very few adult Draconians even know while I’m telling you this, the ones we know about are very cunning and aggressive. Unlike the Reptilians, they can’t time travel, but they clearly have the ability for trans-dimensional as well as Interdimensional travel.
In the beginning however, all of us knew so little. We would learn many lessons about the Draconians growth, development and capabilities. Most of them the hard way and at the expense of the Draconians. The Galactic Alliance would learn as well. Sadly, all of those lessons would be at the expense of a Draconian life. The first lesson was one we wished no one ever learned.
We call it possession. It is the ability of the Andromedains to take over the consciousness of a Draconian under the age of twenty. They can force their non-corporeal form into any Draconian with or without permission. Once inside, they can control them. They are able to possess the Draconian children’s bodies without much challenge. The only downside is the Draconians bodies almost always died the moment the Andromedain withdrew.
Like I said, that day however Archon and Naelia knew nothing about Draconians. They would remain blissfully unaware for a few more weeks. They only knew that their time of the ship was ending. Archon awoke on deck, in the same position he fell asleep in. Naelia was cradled in his arms. He smiled and nudged her awake. He could tell by the brightness of the lights that they would dock within the hour.
They walked downstairs and began packing. As was the Venusian way, it didn’t take too long before Naelia was standing in front of Archon waiting for him to dress her. Naelia like all Venusians females were more than capable of dressing themselves but they preferred to have their males do the task for them instead. Naelia was no exception, besides she loved the way he looked at her and the faces he made while dressing her.
She especially loved when Archon put sandals on her feet. Sometimes his tongue would poke out of his mouth just a tiny bit and he looked so serious. Today he not only looked serious, but he also looked very nervous. Naelia paused for a moment and thought about the feelings that he was sharing with her. They were calm and stuff, but she could see with her own eyes that Archon wasn’t really either of them. She reached out and touched Archon’s face and looked deep into his eyes and said in Earthish,
“Why you not happy? Naelia not bad was she?”
Archon shook his head no, but his eyes still looked wrong. So wrong he couldn’t even make eye contact with her. He was lying. He wasn’t okay and something was very wrong. He also seemed to be distancing himself from her. She started to panic. What if he intended to leave her once they docked in Fort Nuuk? What if he had no intention of sharing his life with her? Her anxiety overtook her and she managed to croak out,
“You lie. Why you lie to Naelia? You not want to be with me?”
This time Archon's face softened and his eyes crinkled a little. Then he said,
“I love you, Naelia. I will always want to be with you. Never think that again. My mood has nothing to do with you. It’s just that somethings off. I’m not sure how we napped so deeply on deck. My instincts are confused. I promise there is nothing for you to worry about though.”
Naelia caught a little less than half of what he said. The main point came across though. He wanted her. She wanted to believe him, but she too felt uncomfortable. Clearly not for the same reasons as him. Yet, she wanted to comfort him, she wanted to make him smile. She wanted to press her lips against his… so…she did. She leaned in and lightly brushed her lips against his.
Archon’s lips responded immediately, it was very enjoyable. Then his hand immediately swept up her back resting at the base of her neck. He used his hand to apply a small amount of pressure to her head so that their lips meshed together just a tiny tad bit harder. The feeling was amazing. It was like jumping off a mountain cliff and landing in a waterfall. It was both exhilarating and breathtaking.
Chapter 13~*~ March 22, 3208 Earth
The Humvee ride from the dock to Fort Nuuk took more than four hours. By the time they reached the base, Archon’s patience were gone. He knew he could have run faster with Naelia in his arms then the time it took to drive the Humvee in the convoy with the rest of the unit. Convoy’s move at a much slower pace but are organized with armed defensive support. Despite Greenland being a UFE territory, the possibility of attack outside of the base is still a very serious possibility. For that reason, all travel is structured and secure as it can be.
Archon however continued to feel uneasy and very possessive. He kept caressing Naelia's back and shoulders. Every now and then he would start kissing and necking with her. Archon knew even if he didn’t want to admit it that the fact that they had not yet has sex with Naelia was starting to mess with his brain. He felt like it was ripping him apart from the inside out.
Part of him didn’t care that Naelia wasn’t ready to make love with him. He was becoming desperate to unite with her in all ways. Heart, body a
nd soul. He wanted to make love to her so their bodies would finally know each other. Desperate beyond reason, hell he even rationalize that once the babies were gone there would be nothing stopping them. Naelia is Venusians and Venusians were made for loving. Besides, this wasn’t just about being physical. It was about being emotional, spiritual and psychological. He just wished he could be happy with the little touches and the passionate kisses. After all, Naelia was more than he could ever hope for in a lifemate.
The other side of him knew he would wait forever for Naelia to be comfortable enough with him to want to make love. If nothing ever changes… if it never happened… Then he would spend his life with her celibate and still happier than a pig in shit. That side of him hoped being near her would be enough. Today, so close to the place he called home, that side was losing.
Archon was pulled from his thoughts when Naelia sneezed. Odelin had been walking them around the base giving Naelia what we call the nickel tour. He finally stopped at a small building. He pointed to one then told Archon this would be his and Naelia’s new barracks. For half a second Archon was confused then he recalled that the UFE had a firm policy that mixed species couples couldn’t stay in the inner-ring barracks. For that matter, Naelia wouldn’t be given clearance to even enter the inner-ring. The inner-ring was for humans only. Not even other members of the UFE were welcome.
Since Naelia was Venusian he was now required to live with her in the outer-ring barracks. Once it sunk in, Odelin excused himself to give Archon and Naelia time to unpack and freshen up. Archon smiled and he and Naelia stepped into their new barracks and closed the door. Archon was still feeling very needy, so he asked if Naelia would mind lying in bed with him for a nap. She smiled and quickly removed her dress and hopped into bed with nothing but her sports bra and undies on.
Archon too quickly stripped down to his boxers and climbed in beside her. Soon, they were kissing and necking. This time he used his hand to rub and press against her womanhood. She tensed, but he paused there for several moments before he managed to pull away from her and all but beg her with his eyes to allow him to continue the process that would unite them as one. Archon looked into her eyes and could tell that their kisses delighted her as much as they thrilled him. He opened his mouth to ask her permission, but before he could get the words out Naelia's face grew serious as she said in broken Earthish.
“I want you, but no yet. Need procedure done. No want them between us. So soon… Yes?”
While there were many things she didn’t say. He got the gist. She wanted to be with him as much as he wanted to be with her. She however knew it was best for them to wait until after the procedure. He sighed and said,
“I understand. Your right, we do need to wait. Still, there are some things we can do without intercourse. What’s the harm in that? Let me please you in other ways.”
Naelia answered him by pulling his face into her neck and saying
“Yes, please each other.”
Soon they were kissing and touching all over again. After a while, Archon let his finger slide into her soft warm folds. She was immediately overcome by the euphoria of the intimacy. Her blood coursed through her veins bringing her womanhood to life. It felt to him like a million little fireworks exploding all over the universe. The feeling was unlike anything she’d ever experienced before.
Then without warning her stomach tightened and bolts of pain shot through her. She pushed Archon off as her body doubled over in pain. She started convulsing and cramping. Even to Archon the signs were clear, Naelia was having a miscarriage. He needed to get her to the hospital. He lifted her in his arms and bolted out of their barracks and down the alley that would take him to the hospital. As he got closer he spotted Tane and yelled to him to get Odelin.
By the time Odelin made it to the hospital, Naelia’s was completely wiped out and her screams of pain had finally calmed down. The nurse and the bright red blood that was pouring from between her legs confirmed what they both thought. The nurse and the attending doctor were rushing around hooking her to IV’s and things. No one said it out loud but even Archon could tell she was hemorrhaging. He knew just as the attending doctor and nurse did that if they didn’t do something quickly, Naelia would die. The nurse used her body to move Archon away from Naelia as she said
“Sir, you need to step out of the room. We need to care for her and you’re in the way.”
Archon wasn’t having it. He needed to stay at her side. Somehow he knew if he allowed them to remove him she would die. No he would stay holding her hand through this. She would love because he would keep her spirit here, with him. Before he could argue with the nurse, Odelin came through the door. It was clear by his body language that he was taking over. Within seconds he started barking out orders.
“Get her prepped for the OR. I want to do this in a white room.”
Archon knew that a white room referred to an isolation room that would be purged of all contaminants. White rooms were typically used for autopsies of humanoids including Galactic Alliance races that may have been exposed to chemical warfare or unknown or unclassified new diseases.
“I’m going to do the surgery myself. I will need one volunteer to join me. Archon, you can remain, but you need to scrub up and put on a hazmat suit. The last tox screen I took just before we docked showed a strange chemical reaction. It also seems her blue cohosh levels increased exponentially as well. I’m not taking any chances.”
Then without another word, Odelin turned and started suiting up. Archon wanted to ask more questions, but instead he followed Odelin’s lead and washed his hands and climbed into a hazmat suit. Once they were both suited up, Odelin started wheeling her stretcher towards the nearest white room.
After they made it through the airlocks, Odelin lifted her and carefully laid her on the operating table. The next hour moved like a blur. He and the nurse shoved a tube down her throat, then connected several more tubes to the IV’s in her arm. Then the nurse administered several clear medications through a needle before she turned on a few machines. Once she finished she turned to Odelin and said
“She is now breathing pure oxygen and life support is ready if we need it.”
Odelin nodded then lifted the sheet from her stomach. He had a scrapple in his hands when he turned to me and said
“I’m going to do a caesarean section. It’s a rather simple procedure. However based on the amount of bleeding, I have to assume that she’s ruptured inside. It will take time to repair the damages. Long tedious hours… I am however confident that I can save her and perhaps even save her reproductive organs.
I am however prepared for several complications. You need to be prepared as well. It seems her uterus has become bloated as is no longer comprised of amniotic fluid. Instead, it has become full of some type of gas. I believe it is similar to the gas that forms inside of Reptilian eggs. That is of course toxic to our human lungs. It also appears to be toxic to the majority of her unborn children.
When I open her up, the gas is going to fill this room. That’s why we need the Hazmat suits and she needed to be on oxygen. It may take days to purify the air to make it breathable again. That’s why I demanded a white room.
In addition to that, based on the ultrasound the ER doctor did, it looks like one of the babies is now encased in a soft shell. That gives me hope that it may survive outside of her womb. The others, well they are already dying. Perhaps from the gas. It’s highly unlikely any of them will survive. I will do my best but, in the end I have to focus my energy on Naelia.”
Odelin didn’t have to finish his statement. The implications were clear. It was the children or Naelia. The next hours were difficult. One by one Odelin lifted out Naelia’s stillborn children. There were three in all. Two girls and one boy. The nurse tried everything she could try to revive them, nothing she did worked.
Then he lifted out the egg. It seemed to solidify the moment it cleared her womb. Everything about it screamed Reptilian. There wasn’t time howev
er for Odelin to do anything but a quick partial examination. On the surface the egg appeared to be functioning perfectly.
Then he lifted out another child. Life the first three he appeared lifeless at first. Then he started to move. He was clearly underdeveloped but alive. If Odelin was able to save Naelia’s reproductive organs it was possible this child might grow to term in her pouch.
At a quick glance, he appeared to be reptilian with dark reptilian scales. Though one closer examination, one would say his body shape and structure appeared more Venusian. He had bright blue eyes and light blond hair that was nearly as long as his body. That coupled with his external organ like his nose, ears, genitalia along with five fingers and five toes made him a very strange blend.
The invisible Andromedain also in the white room made a more thorough examination of the egg and the child that was now housed in his mother’s pouch. He like Odelin determined that both of the children would live. He waited patiently in the room as the humans had it decompressed and recompressed it so it would be free of the Reptilian neonatal gas.
Then he checked on both children again before he moved unseen into airlock and quietly off base. Then moment he was out of range, he clapped his hands together in delight. The babies were finally born and it appeared two survived the process. He would need to make arrangements to take the children into custody. Getting them off the UFE base wasn’t going to be easy, but the Galactic Alliance had friends everywhere even here.
Chapter 14~*~ June 11, 3208 Earth
As expected, Naelia spent the next few months in bed. Archon spent those same few months as far away from her as he could. He took mission after mission as if he had something to prove. Instead of growing closer, they were growing further apart. It was his fault. He hated being near her and unable to touch her. A living, breathing, moving child she named Bryson attached to the front of her was a real mood killer. Or it should have been. It seemed to kill Naelia’s sexual appetite was non-existent while Archon’s continued to grow.
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