Legion of Steel

by Lucian Knight

  "Please, go ahead," I offered, stepping to the side to make place.

  "Turn on the recording," she spoke to someone on her tapper. The room grew dark as the wall behind us turned to a giant screen and sound boomed from hidden speakers.

  "What are you—"

  She stopped me from speaking and put her finger on her mouth for me to be silent, so I did. And boy did we have something to see. The video started with Gremory and I first arriving on the ship, then it switched to the training and after the win, the torture of all those who remained standing.

  Hidden conversations between Cafka, his sons and other officers, of which most were loyal to the previous Commander. Spotlights came to life as she snapped her fingers, pointing right at a large group of officers. They were huddled close together.

  "What’s this supposed to mean?" one of them protested, but Brown and a group of soldiers appeared from the shadows, escorting them to the podium. There was a total of eleven, ranging from the XO to as low as the 4th battalion BC.

  "Please, keep watching the video," Gremory said with her steely voice. The video snapped to life again, showing the battles from when the Gebradim attacked up until when Cafka blew up part of the ship and escaped. Most of those present were clearly in shock, as they had no idea how everything had played out.

  "Gremory?" I whispered. "What are you doing?"

  "They need a live Demonstration, and you’re going to give them one. They need to see your power and determination first hand; otherwise, they might doubt it was all orchestrated."

  "I see. So you want me to kill the officers?"

  "Cain, our new commander, will personally judge the filth battalion by executing them."

  Devil reveled in what was about to come. It took him all but three seconds to wrestle control over my body away and roar like a demon.

  "She’s probably right, but I don’t think this is the right way, Devil."

  "It’s not up to you, Human. I’m hungry, and you owe me. Remember when I said you’ll need to feed me? Now is the time. Besides, look at the satiation counter and the progress bar."

  I remained silent as he stepped up to the officers.

  "I’m not saying you shouldn’t, just don’t get my suit dirty alright? Do it cleanly as possible."

  "Your wish is my command, your cleanliness," he snickered, activating our transformation. It took him six seconds to turn into a monstrosity that shocked the crowd. Gremory’s transformation mostly added armor and weaponry, the wings and other attachments, but for me, it wasn’t as simple. My whole body rearranged each time, turning me into an abomination.

  The crowd gasped at my pitch-black body that was streaked with red lines and all sharp edges. My left arm turned into the usual claw, while the right took on the blunt look. To my surprise, most of the crowd looked on in awe, and some even whispered my name. Did they have it so bad here that a mutated monster could pass for their savior?

  "I sentence you to death," Devil growled with a low, rumbling voice. If it could send chills down my spine, imagine what it did to the officers. One of them started whimpering and threw himself before my feet.

  "Have mercy! I’ll swear my eternal loyalty to you! I promise!"

  I shook my head slowly. How disgusting could they be, and how low could they fall? First, they kiss Cafka’s ass and commit unspeakable crimes, and then they grovel begging for forgiveness.

  "Anyone else have a change of heart? Who else wants to live?" he growled. All of the officers but one fell to their knees, whimpering and pleading. The one man who stood there defiantly was a bear of a man, at least two heads taller than me when I wasn’t transformed, and an almost identical copy of Samson.

  "What’s your name?" Devil asked as he stared at the large man. He sure put on a good show, I thought, but hearing Devil talk to him directly did much to humble the man.

  "Khavvrin, Commander."

  "Oh, a Russian. Why aren’t you in the Red Alliance Legion?"

  "I have a disliking of the way they run it, but in the end, I fell into an even worse situation by ending up here."

  Devil stepped up to him, crushing the first groveling officer’s head beneath our metallic foot. It popped open like a ripe watermelon and plastered the floor.

  "Shit, not the suit!" I yelled.

  "Oops," he replied mentally. "Sorry."

  "Sorry, my ass! You did that on purpose!"

  Devil ignored me and instead stepped up to Khavvrin. The Russian looked into my red glowing eyes, unwavering. Behind me, I more felt than heard the ensuing commotion. Brown’s MP’s stepped up and used their batons on the officers.

  "Tell me, Russian. What is your greatest sin? What is the worst thing you’ve ever done?"

  Khavvrin’s demeanor shifted as he perked up.

  "I killed two prisoners to save my own life," he replied.

  "And that was all?"

  Khavvrin nodded.

  "On my life and honor," he said and snapped a salute. Devil studied him for a long moment and put his hand on the man’s chest.

  "Gremory, we’ll spare this man. He didn’t switch loyalty like a coward or plead for his life, and he didn’t do any heinous things. Why was he even put up here?"

  "I guess you will have to find out," she smirked and walked up to Khavvrin. Taking his hand, she pulled him to the side and pushed toward Brown.

  "I sentence you all to die and burn in hell!" Devil roared as he slashed his claw across their throats. The group of officers were dead before even one of them could fight back.

  The onlookers were shocked, but many wore happy expressions, while a good amount seemed worried.

  "We won’t tolerate what officers have been doing during Cafka’s reign! Whoever decides to stay, will have to agree before me that you will not mistreat anyone! If someone does something bad to you, we have people who will take care of it. There will be no lying, no cheating, no stealing, no humiliating and generally, nothing you wouldn’t want anyone doing to you! Those who are caught doing bad things after they swear their loyalty will be punished by seven-day torture!"

  "Wow, who knew you could string so many sentences together," I teased Devil and tried to push him back out of control. He didn’t resist, but before giving up, Devil let out a feral howl that made the hairs on my back stand ramrod straight.

  "Watch your tongue, lamb. Just because you’re a favorite doesn’t mean I won’t hurt you," Devil replied as he faded from my conscience.

  It got me thinking as I saw the mess before me. Would he be able to take over and stay like that indefinitely if Devil wished to do so? How many times had he already been part of someone’s life? Whatever. There was no sense in trying to dig up his past. What mattered was how to solve the present, and quickly at that.

  "One last thing," I said loud enough to be heard by the now murmuring crowd. "Everyone will be forced to implant a tapper. It’s as much for your own sake as ours. We’ll send out detailed rules in a day or two, so spread the word until everyone has had the chance to get one. Now, please go back to your duties while we fix our mother ship."

  "What about the troublemakers?" Brown asked and motioned at a bunch of soldiers that stood to the side. I’d noticed them earlier wearing smug expressions, but none of them seemed too keen on picking a fight right now.

  "Offer them a chance at redemption. If they insist, throw them out an airlock. Oh, and don’t bother either of us," I nodded at Gremory, "We’ll be busy for a while. There’s a lot I need to know before we move on."

  "Sir," Brown replied, turning to the group of troublemakers. I could hear him yell in the background, but I didn’t listen to what he was saying. All I wanted and needed right now was a shower, followed by a long rest. And maybe some information. No, a lot of information, and Gremory.

  Some ten minutes in, I found myself in our new bathroom. The smart-cloth came off easily if you knew how, so I threw it aside and turned on the water. A stream of hot liquid struck my face and chest. It felt off, so very much that I stopp
ed the flow. I tasted the water and was mind-blown. It was infused with alcohol.

  "Oh come on, is there anything normal about Cafka?" I groaned. "Now how the hell do I change this shit to ordinary water?" I cursed slamming my fist against the tiles.

  "Need some help?" a voice asked from behind. It surely caught me off guard, as I had no idea what Kris was doing here.

  "Umm, I don’t know. How did you get in?"

  "I invited her," Gremory replied instead as she walked in after Kris. I stood with my back turned to them, not sure if I was misunderstanding the situation. And it wasn’t like I had something to be ashamed off, as my whole body had become much more muscular after the transformation. I guessed it was one of the good things when it came to parasites.

  "What? You’re not going to turn around and check us out?" Kris asked.

  "Oh, yes. I, as the commander, need to check if you’re wearing your uniforms properly," I replied as I turned around. I had no idea if it was the fact that there were two of them, or that they were naked as the day they were born, but my blood-flow changed rapidly.

  "Commander? I thought you’d be happy to see us, but not to that extent," Gremory teased inching toward me, her hips swaying with each step. I gulped and put on a smile. Then I frowned.

  "What makes you think I’m not?"

  "Oh, I don’t know. Maybe the lack of you jumping us on sight?"

  "Trust me, the thought had crossed my mind the moment I felt the two of you walk into the main room."

  "You felt us?"

  "I did," I replied, stepping in closer. "You have no idea, ladies. It’s so very good to see you here, but I would rather have no other surprises. Anything else you want to tell me?"

  "Yeah, one more," Gremory replied. "I made Kris your secretary and offered her a permanent spot in here. As in, she's going to live with us."

  "How thoughtful, but what about the BC?" I asked curiously. He seemed interested in her for more than just her good work, but who was I to judge?

  "Oh, don’t worry about him. Gremory assigned him a new and rather beautiful Lieutenant. He’s more than pleased," Kris replied as she met me halfway.

  "Alright then, let’s see which one of you is better at cleaning duty. I’m still covered in blood."

  Gremory approached me slowly, her hips swaying from side to side as. The smirk on her face was enough to tell me I was in for a treat, and with such a body.

  “Let’s see what we can do about that—problem,” she purred, taking a sponge from the basket and some kind of liquid soapy goo. She pressed me down against the tiles and back to the wall, activating the shower. The dried blood turned liquid as she rubbed my chest in with soap, and then moved to my shoulders and arms.

  “That’s not everything that’s dirty,” I grinned, the corners of my mouth slightly turned upward.

  “Oh, I know. But I can’t start at the best part, now can I?”

  Her hands moved down my stomach and wrapped around my length. Kris walked up to us, not sure of what to do.

  “Can you do my back, madam secretary?”

  “Yeah, I guess. But there’s only one of those to go around at a time, no?” she chuckled, pointing down to Gremory’s hands which were vigorously ‘cleaning’ me.

  “Yeah, do as the man says. I’ve got the front covered—for now.”

  Kris shrugged and took the sponge from her hands, making sure to rub her hand against my shaft. Oh, the mischievous little lady. I pushed myself off the wall and turned my back to Kris who started rubbing my back slowly.

  “Well if this isn’t a perk of being a secretary, fuck me sideways,” she murmured.

  “Oh, I can do one better. If this is a perk of being a commander, I’ll do you sideways.”

  Gremory slapped me playfully and planted her lips against mine as the stream of hot water rinsed us clean.

  “Want another perk? I can give you one too,” she whispered and traced her lips along my chest all the way down to my already rock-hard cock. She kissed the tip, sucking lightly as her tongue played a game of cat and mouse before she took it all in, her head slowly bobbing rhythmically.

  I reached down and put my hand behind her head, thrusting as deep as I could. She almost gagged, but I could see the pleased look in her eyes. Yes, she loved it and she wanted more, I was sure of it.

  I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation to its fullest as her lips tightened around me. Kris’s smaller hands were rubbing all over my body and slowly found their way to my balls. She squeezed hard with one hand and grabbed Gremory’s breast with the other, squeezing her nipple.

  Gremory cried out and stopped for a second, but I thrust in again, not allowing her to stop. Kris was there at the right spot. I pulled her up and held her up with my hands, both legs planted over my shoulder and my face buried in her pussy.

  “W-what are you—” she protested, but moaned as I traced my tongue along her slit. “N-no I’m—”

  But I didn’t stop. She had a small frame and would be too ‘fragile’ for me to fuck her like I’d do to Gremory, so why not give the secretary a good time as well?

  She pressed her inner thighs against my neck as my tongue ran along her lips, thrusting it in as deep as I could. Her hips bucked and she spread her legs wide open as she released a high-pitched scream and released in my mouth.

  She pushed off me and fell atop Gremory clumsily and crawled off to sit under the shower opposite ours.

  “Shit—that was—I can’t remember when I last—”

  “Shh, it’s all good, madam secretary, don’t worry,” I smiled and looked down at Gremory. She’d earned herself a good time, so I pushed her off me and onto her back, repeating the same I did with Kris. She tasted differently, wild, and spicy unlike Kris who was as sweet as honey. I shuddered with ecstasy and dug in deeper, nibbling on her juicy lips as she squirmed in my hands.

  “Fuck!” Gremory gasped as my tongue found her clit. She tensed up and grabbed my head, pulling at my hair, then traced down my back. A sudden pain shot out across my back. I could feel her nails dug in deep into my flesh as I pleasured her.

  “He’s bleeding, Gremory!” Kris squealed. “Are you trying to kill him?”

  “Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuck! I’m cumming!” she cried in response, not bothering with what Kris just said. Her legs straightened out and toes curled as her legs pressed on my neck and jaws. Shit, she was strong. If I was an ordinary man, she could have snapped my jaws.

  Gremory let go of me and pushed herself up on her elbows. I looked down at her magnificent, naked body and grinned, knowing every inch of that was mine. Even the little stripe down between her legs. She hadn’t fully shaved, but that didn’t matter, I liked the way she kept herself unlike Kris’ smooth, silky skin.

  I got up and scooper her in my arms, lifting her off the ground and pressed her up against the wall. She slid up against my body, adjusting my length and slid down, eliciting another moan.

  I started slowly thrusting it all the way in, my hips slamming against her ass. The desire to cum inside her made me want to fuck her harder with every thrust. Two of the tiles broke under Gremory’s grasp as she tried to steady herself better. Instead, she grabbed my back again and dug her nails in deep. This time the pain was much worse, but combined with the sweet pleasure I was getting from her, I didn’t care.

  “Don’t—bleed to—death,” she gasped as I jammed my full length up her pussy.

  “Don’t worry,” I growled, burying my face in her breasts and nibbled on her right nipple.

  “N-not that h-hard!”

  I could feel Kris get up and stand in the far corner and turned to see her. Both confusion and disgust were written on her face, but with a slight hint of arousal. Her hand slid down her smooth stomach and down between her legs, sticking two of her fingers inside.

  “Don’t watch,” she mouthed. I didn’t mind. If she was too embarrassed, who was I to add fuel to the flame?

  A loud smack brought me back to my senses.

  “Pay at
tention to me!” Gremory demanded as her hand connected with my cheek. “Fuck me harder! Fuck me raw!”

  All delicacy and finesse were suddenly gone. I would make her remember who was in charge as I pumped her like a piston. Each thrust only promised a stronger next one, tearing her almost up.

  Her bloody hands ran from my back to my chest and along her body. The long nails cut into her skin, mixing our blood.

  “Fuck – Harder” She gasped grabbing my face and slamming her forehead against my nose, breaking it instantly.

  “Fuck, woman! You love it violent? Then let’s get violent!”

  I dropped Gremory and turned her around, shoving her face-first into the wall and placed my cock against her pussy, thrusting with as much power as I could manage, slamming her against the tiles every time.

  “Yes! Finally! Someone who can give me what I need!” she cried, lifting her right leg up and clenching it around my waist. My right hand slid under her leg and lifted her up even higher, spreading her lips even further.

  My fingers dug into her skin as I squeezed, almost drawing blood with my nails. She squirmed under my touch and her pussy tightened around me as I continued hammering into her hard.

  “Just a—little more!”

  The mix of pain and pleasure only drove me wilder and forced me to release what she had demanded; a lot of pain.

  I took a handful of her hair and pulled her head back, eliciting a cry. She finally gave in and shuddered just as I realized I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I came right inside her, my muscles tensing up, but I didn’t stop. I knew she was close, so I pressed on until she let it all out, screaming as if her life depended on it.

  “Enough! I can’t feel my fucking legs,” she cried lowering herself to the shower floor.

  I shook my head and just stood there. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Kris still moving her hand back and forth. I couldn’t read her face, but she looked worried despite the fact she was still masturbating.

  I looked down at Gremory; there was blood all over the blade, even her pussy had blood on from the wounds on her stomach I made earlier. Luckily, I knew most of that blood was mine. Even if she was into this, I still wasn’t interested in hurting her too much.