Pong didn’t answer him, but only smiled. Still naked, she ran over to the diamond doors and locked them so that no one could enter. Although Elijah was losing a lot of blood, he felt he could take care of her. He was an expert in martial arts, and ran at her. Pong was too quick and dodged his lunge. She swung around, this time stabbing him deep in his back. Elijah let out a yell of pain, as the guards attempted to break down the doors. Elijah was extremely strong and only fell to his knees instead of dying quickly.
“Why?” Elijah weakly asked, knowing that she couldn’t answer him since she was deaf.
“Because you had my parents killed when I was sixteen, you prick. That is why I became one of your slaves, so I could kill you, and watch you die. Now, I’m going to kill your friend, Alexander, for touching me. Goodbye…my lord. And, by the way, that is why I have a tattoo of a tear under my eye, jackass.” Pong laughed, as she kicked him square in the face. Elijah hit the floor hard, as a pool of blood formed on the marble.
“I played you so good, and you had no idea. What a bitch,” Pong laughed, and then spit at him.
Pong ran to the back of his Grand Hall and opened up a secret passage behind a large tapestry. She was the only one who knew about it, other than Elijah. Elijah had grown to care for Pong, and thought she felt the same way. Alexander had always told Elijah that he wasn’t a good judge of character, especially when it comes to women. Pong Ling took a quick look back at Elijah and smiled. She felt relieved that she was finally able to execute her revenge after so many years. Elijah slumped to the floor. Deep inside her soul, Pong cringed every time that he had touched her. The thought of Alexander’s little prick inside her, made her blood boil with rage, and she looked forward to slitting his throat. Pong picked up a bag of jewels, which she had concealed behind the secret exit, and then she ran down the long passage, which led directly to Elijah’s hanger bay. Her bare feet clapped on the cold metal floor, as she jogged naked, in hope of escape.
As Pong reached the end of the passageway, she cautiously poked her head out from behind another tapestry. The hanger was crawling with guards, pilots, and mechanics. The rows and rows of ships Elijah had in his hanger bay were for the secret army that he was creating, for a surprise attack on the UPG Headquarters. The gorgeous Asian woman spotted Luis’ ship, the Rose, at the far end of the hanger. Pong knew that she couldn’t just walk to Luis’ ship, so she thought of a way to create a little diversion. Realizing that she was still naked, Pong concluded that she herself would be the perfect little distraction that she required. Thirty feet away, a pilot was exiting his ship. Luckily, for her, the pilot’s ship blocked the view of the other guards. Pong took a deep breath, and then boldly walked up to the man, with her hands behind her back, concealing the knife she used on Elijah, and her precious bag of jewels.
The pilot’s mouth dropped wide open, as soon as he saw her sexy, naked body, which was sparkling with diamonds. He was so stunned, that he dropped his helmet, and almost tripped over it, as he tried to pick it up.
“Are you ready for me?” Pong asked in a seductive voice.
The pilot, who had been in his ship all evening conducting patrols of the surrounding area, thought that he possibly had gone space crazy, “Ah…ready for what?” the pilot asked nervously, picking at a label on his helmet.
“Elijah sent me to welcome you back, silly,” Pong said, hoping that this would work.
“Huh?” the pilot asked, in disbelief.
“Yes, he said that he has been watching you for a while, and that he is thinking about giving you more responsibilities. With his new army coming into play, he says that he will need the best pilots and men for his plans. You are one of the men, cutie,” Pong explained.
“That’s friggin’ awesome, I had no idea Elijah even knew who I was,” said the bewildered and aroused pilot.
Pong moved in closer, and transferred both the knife and jewel into her left hand. With her right hand, she placed it on his chest. “Sweetie, Elijah knows and sees everything. He sent me to you as a gift for tonight, and as an incentive to keep up your good…hard…work,” Pong said, in a seductive way, as she moved her hand down to his pants. “I have a confession,” “W…what?” the pilot barely let out, finding his throat dry and scratchy.
“Don’t tell Elijah, but I’ve watched him watch you. I’ve been looking forward to pleasuring you for a while now. I’ve found that as he grew to favor you, I too grew to favor you. When I heard he was going to take care of you, I requested to be the woman to please you,” Pong said, as she rubbed her hand over his growing crotch.
The pilot’s heart was racing so hard that he was afraid he would have a heart attack, or soil himself, before they even started getting intimate. “You are so sexy.” The pilot could barely speak, with his throat increasingly becoming dry. The pilot was hypnotized by Pong’s lightly tanned body, which came from her inherited Philippine genes.
“Why don’t we go into your ship?” Pong suggested. The pilot was still too dumbfounded to notice the knife she had hidden behind her back. He happily turned around and walked into his ship. Pong helped him to sit in his flight chair, and then, with her soft fingers, she ran them over his eyes to close them.
“I want this to be a surprise, flyboy,” Pong said, in a very low, sexy voice. Before the pilot could speak, Pong silently placed her jewel bag on a shelf, and moved her left hand down on his crotch. With her right hand, she placed the knife to his throat, cutting it wide open. The pilot grabbed at his throat, but the wound was so incredibly deep that he died almost instantly.
Pong went to the flight console, rigging the ship to fly across the hanger bay. As soon as the ship began to move, she jumped out, and rolled behind a groove in the wall. She watched, as the ship slammed into a row of Elijah’s fighter ships. Pilots and mechanics jumped out of the way, as the dead pilot’s ship caused havoc in the hanger bay. Fighter ships exploded, one after the other, causing a massive chain reaction. As soon a Pong saw her chance, she took it. She ran, hiding the best she could, as she made her way to Luis’ ship with her precious gems. Once Pong reached the ship, she opened the hatch of the cargo hold, and sealed the door behind her. She ran up to the flight room, and powered up the ship. Pong was a skilled pilot, and easily found her way around the flight room. She manned the weapons systems, and screamed at the top of her lungs, as she began to fire the Rose’s guns, tearing everything to pieces.
Surprised men were ruthlessly torn apart, as Pong took her revenge on them for years of torment, and for looking at her naked body. Elijah’s entire fleet of ships were now engulfed in flames. The hanger bay had been turned into a war zone. Satisfied with her work, Pong shot at the hanger door, which led to space, and everything in the hanger bay was sucked out. She flew the Rose out of Elijah’s asteroid base, and was now headed to find and kill Alexander. She was with Elijah the last time Alexander had called him, telling him where he would be, and that he was with Mr. Toad in the Heffron Sector. The president had recently brought Alexander in on Mr. Toad’s secret. From the description Alexander had given Elijah of Mr. Toad, it made Pong worried about running into him. She thought he sounded nasty. Pong wasn’t really scared to meet him; she thought that maybe she would throw up if she saw him though. She also thought that she was too cute to be eaten, well, at least not as Mr. Toad’s dinner.
Now that Pong was a good distance from Elijah’s asteroid, and no one was following her, she decided to find some clothes. Although she was used to being naked twenty-four hours a day, she could not wait to wear clothes. She missed wearing expensive designer clothing. While searching in one of the rooms, she found some really tight spandex shorts.
“What the hell is this?” Pong asked, as she flung them, like a rubber band hitting the wall. She continued to search through every drawer she could find, desperate for something to wear. Pong knew that Luis’ ship was full of gay men, but figured at least one man must have had something feminine to wear. She searched for over an hour, until she struck gold.
“I knew there must be at least one drag queen on this ship,” Pong cheered, as she held out a cute little school girl uniform. “Oh, this boy is sick. Well, at least he had good taste,” Pong stated, as she dressed in the outfit. Pong, being only 5’3, was lucky to find a small guy who wore women’s clothing. She even found a nice pair of matching shoes. Deciding to continue to wear her diamonds, she went back to the flight room, and plotted a course for the Heffron Sector. She sat in Luis’ flight chair, thinking back on all of the pain she had to endure over the last sixteen years.
Pong’s father was head of the Chinese Triads on the Yellow Dragon Space Station. The Triads were China’s top Mafia. Sixteen years ago, Elijah had Pong’s father killed for not agreeing to pay him a certain amount of money each year, for handling black market goods, which came from Elijah. The assassin, who came to the Yellow Dragon, had also killed her mother. Luckily, Pong was staying over at her friend’s apartment; otherwise, she would have been killed as well. Pong vowed to kill the man responsible for their senseless deaths. After finding out that it was Elijah, a black market lord on the rise to power, who gave the order, Pong trained in every field she felt would help her to complete her revenge. She trained with the best pilots she could find, and the top martial arts masters. Through her Mafia connections, she studied in multiple assassination techniques, and learned how to take apart and rebuild almost every firearm in existence.
When she felt she had learned enough, she sought out Elijah, so that she could become a part of his famous harem. Pong had heard of his rather large harem of women, and was confident she could get in. His reputation for collecting beautiful exotic women had become legend, and Pong knew that she could use her seductive beauty in her favor. Although Pong Ling was half Chinese, and half Filipino, she had also studied under a famous Japanese Geisha mistress for a couple of years. It had cost her a tidy sum of money, but she felt it was necessary, and well worth it. She had learned how to please and seduce any man she saw fit. Pong found a place that she knew, were Elijah would occasionally visit for rest and relaxation. A man that Pong had on her payroll, tipped her off that the black market lord would be venturing to his favorite resort in Hawaii. Elijah felt drawn to this particular beach, due to the large number of exotic Asian women. When Pong had spotted Elijah on the beach, she walked by him in her very tiny bikini, and purposely bent over in front of him, and his bodyguards. Pong’s tanned, curvaceous body caught Elijah’s attention. As soon as Elijah saw her, he quickly had one of his guards ask Pong if she would have dinner with him, and after that night, she came into his service. Now that she had just turned thirty three, she decided that after killing Alexander, she would take her jewels, and probably go off somewhere to buy her own resort.
Pong Ling heard Alexander say that he was on Mr. Toad’s starship in the Heffron Sector, but she wasn’t sure how she would actually be able to get him alone. Part of her wanted to just go in firing, but knew that it was probably not the most logical idea.
“Maybe I’ll just keep my distance, and follow them, until the most opportune time,” she said out loud to herself.
“We’ll just have to wait and see,” Pong answered herself.
***
After Mr. Toad saw that his two daughters were safely returned to him, he decided to honor the request of the president and let him punish the White Skull personally. Now that they had left the Heffron Sector and had joined the president at the secret UPG and Renexobious base, Jesse was being dragged off of Mr. Toad’s ship. The president eagerly awaited Jesse to be brought to him. He looked forward to whipping the White Skull. After punishing him for a while, he planned on displaying his dead, naked body in front of the UPG Headquarters back on Earth, as a warning to all pirate outlaws.
Silvana waited for her sister to wake up, as she sat with Jaime’s head in her lap. Silvana stroked her hair. The room they were in was only temporary, until Jaime was able to cope with what she was about to be told. Silvana was happy now that she had been reunited with her two siblings. There was now only one left that she hadn’t met yet, but her father said that he would emerge in due time. Mr. Toad anxiously wanted to see his daughter, but told Silvana to ease her in to her unknown past, and future, before bringing her to him. Jaime slowly opened her eyes and looked up at the beautiful Indian woman, who had similar eyes. The strength of the tranquilizer dart was still heavy in her system, making it hard for her to wake up. Her eyes burned as she rubbed them.
“Ah, sister, it’s good to see those beautiful black eyes open up,” Silvana said.
Startled, Jaime jumped out of the couch she was lying on. She shook her head a few times, to make sure that she wasn’t dreaming. “Who are you?” Jaime demanded, as she backed up against the wall.
Silvana stood up, slowly approached her, and said, “I am Silvana. I am your sister, and I brought you here to meet your father,”
“What the hell are you talking about? Where is Jesse? I don’t have a father, or a sister…you crazy bitch,” Jaime said.
“You are my sister, we even have the same attitude. Calm down, Jaime, I don’t want to have to kick your ass. Don’t you recognize the eyes?” Silvana said, as she pointed to her right eye.
“They’re black.” Jaime responded, stating the obvious. “Where’s Jesse?”
“He is being taken to the president for some…re-education and enlightenment,” Silvana evilly smiled.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“Well, I’m afraid he is going to be killed. You see, he is, unfortunately, a wanted man. Not just by me, but by the UPG. They want to make an example of him, as to deter piracy and smuggling. Or, at least what they can’t control,” Silvana explained.
“They can’t kill him, I love him. He’s not a bad person,” Jaime said, beginning to cry.
“Yes, it’s really a shame, sis, but we have no control over it,” Silvana said, trying to console her.
Jaime slapped away Silvana’s hand, and yelled, “Stop calling me sister! I don’t have a sister!”
“I am your sister; we just had a different mother, that’s all. However, we have the same father, and he’s dying to meet you,”
“I don’t have a fa…”
Silvana cut her off, “Your biological father. He’s here, on this ship, and you’re going to meet him, very…very soon,” said Silvana.
Jaime is confused, and asks, “Who is my father?”
“Well, he is known as Mr. Toad. I know it’s an odd name to be sure, but it was given to him by the UPG, because his real name is way too hard to pronounce, Urianoxallus Poriusuloich. It’s even hard for me to say,” Silvana explained.
“What the hell are you talking about? You must be making this shit up,” Jaime said, as she sat back on the couch, and covered her eyes.
“Sorry love, there’s no mistake, you are his daughter.” Silvana continued to tell Jaime about who, and what, she was, and their long history, including their plans for the future. Even after two hours of explanations, Silvana’s attempt to get Jamie to believe her, was without luck. Jaime absolutely refused to believe any of what Silvana was telling her, and continued to cry and beg to see Jesse. All of her dreams vanished before her eyes, and she wished she were dead.
Frustrated, Silvana left Jaime alone in the room for a few minutes, while she tried to tell her father what was going on. Silvana had left the door cracked open, and Jaime eased up to the door, hoping to escape. She peeked her head out to see if the coast was clear. In the shadows, she could make out Silvana talking to someone. The person was extremely large, and she feared that she knew who it was. Jaime’s eyes stretched wide open, as the figures’ head, then eyes, and then massive teeth, came into the light. It was the monster that Silvana had told her about. Their eyes momentarily met, and she found herself frozen with fear. Chills invaded every part of her body, as Mr. Toad looked at her. Mr. Toad smiled at her, causing her to slam the door shut, as she ran onto the couch. Jaime had never seen anything so frightening in her life,
and didn’t want to meet him. Silvana came back into the room, and shut the door behind her, trying to calm Jaime down.
Jaime was overrun by fear, and could not stop shaking, as she rocked herself back and forth on the couch. She couldn’t believe that she would turn into a creature like Mr. Toad. Although she didn’t want to believe Silvana, she had a feeling that she was telling her the truth. Silvana had also told her of her brother, Luis, who was also changing. Since Jesse had told her about his friend, Luis, and that his eyes were also black, it gave her a kind of confirmation that this was all real. Not to mention that she was fighting a deep craving for the taste of blood. Jaime asked Silvana if she could have something to drink, and be left alone for a while. Silvana happily obliged, and gave her a glass of water, hoping her sister would come around and accept her. Silvana was happy to have her brother back, but looked more forward to having a sister that she could talk to.
After Silvana left, Jaime sat up in the couch. Calmness came over her, and she stopped crying, and she said to herself, “There is no way I want to be a part of that family. They’re more messed up than the Addams family. Jesse…I wish I could see you.” Jaime knew that there was no cure for what she was. She didn’t want to become a bloodthirsty alien. At the same time, she didn’t want to die, either. Seeing Mr. Toad was traumatizing, and she didn’t want to live if she had been his daughter. Becoming an evil alien wasn’t on the top of her goal list.
Jaime reached in her pocket and gripped the bottle of painkillers she had taken from Jesse’s bag. Although Jaime felt that she was calming down, at the same time, she wasn’t thinking straight. She paused for a second, and then slid out the bottle. She looked at the bottle and turned it in her delicate little hand for what seemed to be an eternity. She could feel butterflies in her stomach as she grew nervous. Jaime knew that Silvana could be coming back at any moment, so she knew that she had to be fast. She gripped at her chest, feeling the alien part of her being grow inside of her, telling her not to do it. The human side of her was still strong enough, and she began to weep. She didn’t want to do what she was about to do, because she knew it was wrong. Jaime opened the bottle and removed the toilet paper she had packed in. She slowly put her head back and filled her mouth with pills. Jaime tried to imagine that the pills were candy. Unfortunately, the taste of the painkiller made her want to gag and spit them out, but, instead, she forced herself to gulp the water and pills down. Jaime fought the urge to throw them up. After several seconds, she was finally able to swallow all of them. She hid the bottle under her pillow, and placed the empty water glass on a nearby nightstand. The mascara she was wearing had lightly streaked down her cheeks, making her look insane. She cried and cried, knowing that she was going to die at such a young age.
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