Message-ID: <22942asstr$951275410@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: Orestes Lines: 589 X-Original-Message-ID: <88v91i$q8n$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Wed Feb 23 00:19:01 2000 GMT Subject: {ASSM} Exile (MF FF rape ScFi) by Orestes Date: Tue, 22 Feb 2000 22:10:10 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: IceAltar, gill-bates " Exile " By Orestes orestes007@hotmail.com *** This work is copyright (c) by the author. You may download and keep copies for your personal use as long as the author's byline and e-mail address and this paragraph remain on the copies. Posting an unaltered copy of this story to newsgroups or on websites is permitted as long as no money is charged for access and as long as the author's byline and e-mail address and this paragraph remain on the story. No alteration of the contents is permitted. *** Note: This story is written as a follow-up to one of my earlier stories, "Wiped Clean". I have written this story to stand alone, so you don't need to read the first story to make sense of this one. It may however enrich your reading experience to have knowledge of the other story. It can be found in the ASSM archives at www.asstr-mirror.org Do a subject line search for "Orestes" to find this, and all of my other stories. ' WARNING: Your vessel has entered a restricted area. You must...' The automated message was only one of a dozen warning signals that were bombarding the control room of the survey craft Dawkins. Cali Moore shut that particular warning signal out of her head. She couldn't think about it right now. She had to focus on finding an emergency landing site. The vessel wouldn't last long in open space. " Where the hell are we ?" Cali demanded of her co-pilot, Klayne. " It doesn't make any sense... it's like we've been going the wrong direction for days. We're nowhere near a station or colony. " " Improvise. Find me a landing site, NOW!" Another automated message pumped into the control room. ' WARNING: Power system failure is imminent. Commencing emergency protocol..." Fuck, Cali swore to herself. It didn't make any sense at all. These systems shouldn't be failing. Klayne scrolled through the navigation displays at a blinding speed. " Here's one..." he froze the display on a scan of a nearby planet. " Damn, we're right on top of it." Cali wasn't waiting for a second choice. According to the control panel, the systems of the Dawkins were shutting down, one by one. Without delay, she barked out the voice-commands that would land the vessel onto the surface of the planet. The computer acknowledged her orders. She only hoped that the computer would remain on-line long enough to carry out the commands. The landing was actually perfect. A little too perfect for a vessel with so many problem, Cali thought briefly, but she wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Besides, there were more pressing matters. " Cali, " the voice of Sonya came in through her headset. She was the second shift pilot, and had been trying to track the source of the system problems while Cali piloted the craft. " Sensors are reporting a dangerous hot-spot on the outer hull. I'm suited up. I need to get out there and cool it down before it becomes critical. " Fuck. One more problem. " Understood Sonya, go ahead. " A light flashed on the panel, showing that Sonya had opened an access port to the outside. It was one of several warning lights that were still blinking relentlessly on the display. Not a moment later the computer churned out yet another automated message. ' WARNING: Intruder alert. Unidentified personnel have boarded the vessel. ' Cali's training took over. " Lock down all systems. Send a distress..." The blade was at her throat. Ann/R/K felt the Dawkins come to rest on the remote planet, and allowed herself to relax for the first time in days. Whatever else they built these survey vessels for, it left little room for comfort. Her back ached from the cramped position she took on the edge of her bunk while accessing her console. Now that the ship was down, she allowed the her fingers to drift away from the keypad. Her moment of rest was short lived. The man who burst into her room gave no sympathy for her aching muscles. The man was huge, nearly naked, and covered in a foul smelling mud paint. He grabbed her by the arm, and led her, at knife point, out to the small clearing surrounding the Dawkins. The smell of the damp jungle air filled her nostrils. The crew members were here too, she noted. There were Cali and Klayne from the control room, the secondary flight crew, Sonya and Beth, and herself. Sonya was wearing a portion of what used to be an environmental protection suit, now dismantled by their captors. Surrounding the occupants of the Dawkins ware the dark, thick walls of the jungle which covered the surface of this planet. On the edges of the clearing there was a large group of men who seemed to fit in very well with the jungle setting. It wasn't easy to know how many of the men were around them. Wearing full body paints of green, brown and black on their bare skins, they blended into the edges of their jungle home. " Who here is with McPhail ?" A tall man stood forward from the edge of the clearing. His accent was Scottish, but the war paints did nothing to confirm his ethnic origin. " That's me, " responded Ann/R/K. She could see the looks of confusion passing among the other captives. She produced a small metal pin from her pocket. It identified her as an agent of the McPhail corporation. Ann held it out to the man she knew to be called BlackWatch. He inspected the pin briefly. " What's your name ?" " Ann/R/K." " Good. You've done well. I'll see that you are rewarded for your efforts. " His voice rose in volume to address the entire crew of the Dawkins. " As for the rest of you, it's important that we come to an understanding quickly. BlackWatch is my name, and make no mistake, your lives are in my hands. Perhaps my colleague, Ann/R/K can shed some light on your recent difficulties. " Ann was pleased that BlackWatch deferred to her about the technical details. Like every hacker, she enjoyed taking bragging rights to her work, and this job was a thing of beauty. She turned and smiled at her astonished ship-mates. " There's absolutely nothing wrong with the systems of the Dawkins, " she explained. " My job was to force you into this star system, and to land on this remote planet. It wasn't easy, I'll tell you. After two full days of trying to crack the command system, and take control of the Dawkins, I had to give up. The command system is fool-proof. It will accept only voice commands from the crew. " " I checked the system for other weak links. Finally, I found one that I could exploit. With the help of some very sophisticated hardware, provided by my generous benefactors at the McPhail corporation, I was able to insert myself as a link in the sensors, and feed false data to the control room. " " First it was little things. I shifted the star charts a bit. Predictably, you adjusted your course. By small degrees, I had you change the course of our travels to bring you to this system. Once we were within range, I began to feed system error messages to the main computer. I knew that if you thought the Dawkins was close to failure, that you would be forced to land. Lastly, I fooled the ship's sensors into thinking that these co-ordinates were the only safe landing site. " As she spoke, she could see the crew shaking their heads in disbelief. Their sole passenger had hijacked the Dawkins without so much as brandishing a weapon, or even leaving her quarters. Ann/R/K was in her glory. " But, why ?" The captain of the Dawkins asked quietly. BlackWatch was the one to answer Cali's question. " Because of me, " he said, in his thick Scottish accent. " If you haven't figured it out yet, your vessel has landed you on Penal Facility 7, your government's final solution for criminals who are beyond hope of correction. You are participating in the first escape attempt in the history of this penal colony. " Ann/R/K had heard stories about the penal colony long before she was 'recruited' by the McPhail corporation for this mission. Everyone had heard the stories, but no one knew how true they were, because no one ever came back. No one even knew where the colony was. After she was briefed on the mission, Ann could understand why no one had ever escaped. The location of the planet was a closely guarded secret. Nestled among some of the more remote star systems, it was a virtual needle in a haystack. Dropped here without any technology, in the middle of the savage wilderness of the jungles, the convict was lucky to survive, much less consider building means of escape. What means of escape ? The convict was left her without even the basic foundations of technology, on an inhospitable planet, amongst the worst criminal deviants that human society has ever produced, and light years away from the nearest outpost. No, the justice system had very little worry of an escape attempt. Until, of course, a high level covert agent for the McPhail corporation was imprisoned here; namely BlackWatch. Hiroshi Nagato, McPhail Corp's top technician, was the one who had found the location of the colony, with the aid of technical gadgetry that frankly made Ann/R/K drool. The more Ann learned about the power and influence of the McPhail Corporation, the more impressed she was. BlackWatch was impatient to continue. " If I understand Ann/R/K correctly, only a member of your crew can reactivate the Dawkins, and navigate us away from this hell. She was able to fool you into landing here, but it is a method that cannot succeed again, and so I now must convince one of you to co-operate with me. " This was going to be tricky, Ann knew. The standing policy of the pilots, no matter the circumstances, was to refuse to negotiate with hijackers or terrorists. The policy was held sacred amongst the union of pilots. If any of these crew members violated the ordinance, they would never fly again. It was a policy that had virtually eliminated hijacking attempts over the last three decades. " Now then, which one of you will it be ?" Darkness was descending on the planet. Cali cursed herself again and again for being fooled by the clever hacker. If she had only been more alert. She remembered how routinely she had made the course corrections, without bothering to double check the sensors. She should have know that something was wrong. She could have saved the lives of the crew. " Don't blame yourself, " Klayne tried to reassure her. " We were all fooled. The second shift made as many course corrections as we did. " He was a good friend, but his words rang hollow. " But the Dawkins is my command, Klayne. I should have been more vigilant. Now we'll never leave this planet alive. Look at these men... they're savages. " " We have to be strong, Cali. As much as we fear these men, we can't allow the Dawkins to fall into his hands. I swear to you, he will not break me. " Cali wished that she could be so confident in her own will to resist. Through the final hours of the day, BlackWatch had left his captives alone. The savage jungle of this world took on a whole new countenance in the increasing shadows of the evening. A chill ran up and down her spine as she heard the call of some massive predator in the distance. Even more than the perils of this wild land, Cali feared these savage men. They were congregating here now, hundreds of them, in and around the clearing where BlackWatch kept his prisoners. These were the worst that human society had to offer. Much like the creature she could still hear howling in the distance, these men were predators. Serial killers. Sexual sadists. Hit men. Men too dangerous to be confined to any other penal facility. They circled the captives, their eyes full of lust. How long had it been for some of these men since they had seen a woman ? Cali could feel their eyes all over her body. Sonya and Beth were terrified too, she could tell just by looking at them. The traitor of the ship, Ann/R/K walked without fear beside the man known as BlackWatch. " Light a fire, " BlackWatch commanded a group of the men. His body was pure muscle, and he spoke with the confidence of a born leader. His mastery over this population of criminals was impressive. The men began to gather dry wood from the surrounding area. He drew close to the crew now. The four captives were standing, but were tied by their hands and feet by leather straps. Even if they could free themselves, where could they hope to escape to ? " We will resolve our impasse before this evening ends, " the Scotsman told the crew. " I've waited for nightfall because I want you to see how fearsome this place becomes at night. There are creatures in this land that confound the imagination. This will be your new home if you choose to defy me. " " Now I come to my proposition. It is the fairest that I can offer, given the circumstances. When this vessel leaves, it will carry eight people. That is the maximum that the Dawkins can support in order to reach the nearest colony. To secure the help of my fellow convicts, I have promised to bring five of them along on this escape. That leaves only room for myself, my colleague Ann/R/K, and for one member of your crew. " He smiled. It was the first time Cali had seen him do so. " Which one of you will it be ? Cast aside your moral beliefs. They will not help you here. This is your reality. Whichever one of you chooses to help me will return home safely, and those left behind will live and die here on this planet. " He came closer to Klayne now. He was the only male crew member of the Dawkins. The two men stood face to face. Klayne scowled into the painted face of BlackWatch. " How long will you last here, Klayne ? None of these men will protect you. They would kill you for sport right now if I allowed them. You will be alone in the jungle, on a night much like this one. Something will catch your scent, but you won't be able to see it. You can try to run. Or maybe you're fool enough to stand and fight. No matter. The beasties will get you in the end. " No answer came from the burly navigator. His eyes burned with hate. Cali silently admired the inner strength of her shipmate. He would never relent. BlackWatch shook his head. " Stubborn, aren't we ? Perhaps I'll do better with the women. " The glow of the fire began to illuminate the small clearing. Surrounding the edges of the clearing, Cali could see the glow the fire reflected in the eyes of the convicts. They were everywhere, and they all watched the spectacle with hungry eyes. BlackWatch turned to the women now. " Let me tell you about the men who live on this planet, ladies, " his voice was calm as always, " They are not like me. They are barely human. The horrible crimes that they committed before coming here were mere hints of the animal savagery that this planet has nurtured in them. Their souls are every bit as black as the night beyond the edges of this clearing. " " Their basic drives, their lusts, their sexual appetites have been denied for so long. Many have been here for decades, without hope that they would ever see a living woman again. Look in their eyes now. Do you see their lust burning ? " He stepped up to Beth, the youngest of the three women. Taken directly from her quarters, she was wearing only a T-shirt and shorts. The Scotsman reached out his hand and took hold of the cloth of Beth's T-shirt. She tried to struggle, but her hands were lashed behind her back. With one vicious tug, he tore the material from her youthful body. The reaction from the surrounding men was immediate and frightening. The men howled their excitement from every direction. The cumulative sound resembled nothing human. " Do you have any idea what life will be like for you in this place?" BlackWatch asked loudly, through the noise. " More than four thousand men have been abandoned in these jungles, and you will be owned by strongest and most brutal of these men. Every day for the rest of your lives will be spent serving these men sexually. Day after day, you will be raped and tortured. You will likely change hands many times. Perhaps you will be shared freely amongst some of the tribal groups that have formed. " " Unlike Klayne here, you will never be allowed to fall victim to the creatures of the jungle. Instead, they will keep you alive to serve their darkest desires, and to bear their children. " Cali shuddered involuntarily. The thought of being impregnated by any of the beasts was almost too much to bear. BlackWatch noticed her reaction, and turned his attention to the captain of the Dawkins. He reached his hand under the shirt of Cali's uniform, and rested his hand on her abdomen. " Oh yes, these men will want you to bear children. You will carry the sons and daughters of these felons, these deviants. I shudder to think about the lifetime of abuse your little daughters will endure at the hands of these savages. They will be born to a lifetime of rape an abuse, and they will be the mothers of new victims for generations to come. How many children do you think that you can bear before your body is spent ? Ten, ... maybe fifteen ? " He looked at each of the women in turn. " Which one of you will be spared ? " Ann/R/K shook her head in disbelief. Even after listening to BlackWatch, the women of the Dawkins wouldn't relent. If Ann were in the same position, there would be no debate. She would sell out her crew mates in a heartbeat to escape this place. Morality was an alien word to her. It was a large part of the reason that she was on this mission in the first place. Her previous dealings with the McPhail Corporation had proven both her skill at breaking into computer systems, and her total lack of sympathy for human life. Ann/R/K had stolen a sophisticated piece of hardware that belonged to McPhail. The catch was, the hardware was contained in the head of a director of the McPhail corporation. The director of covert operations, no less. The fact that the hardware was inside of the head of a woman posed no moral difficulties for Ann/R/K. She simply took possession of the woman too. The abuse that the woman received at the hands of Ann and her hacker friends was ample proof of her cruel nature. When she was finally caught, the corporation proposed this mission as a way of settling the score. Ann/R/K didn't feel sorry at all for her actions, only for the fact that she had been outsmarted. In the same way, she felt no guilt for delivering the crew of the Dawkins into the hands of these depraved convicts. Forcing the ship to land here was an interesting challenge, another notch in her belt as a hacker, and the consequences could be damned. If it meant that these women would spend the rest of their lives being brutally fucked by four thousand criminals, it was their tough luck. She even got a bit of a perverse thrill out of it. A cruel little smile crept onto her face just thinking about the captain of the Dawkins being brought down a few notches. " Why don't we give them a little preview of what it will be like ?" Ann/R/K suggested to her colleague. BlackWatch smiled back. " All right, Ann/R/K, choose one for me ?" Ann was flattered that the Scotsman was giving her the choice. After they returned, he would be a good connection to have within McPhail. It looked like they were definitely going to get along. She turned her attention to the three women. Sonya was the pilot of the secondary flight crew. She was a black woman in her early thirties, who had an athletic body and a really defiant look. It would be a pleasure to wipe that expression off of her face. On the other hand, Beth was an inviting option. The girl was closer to Ann's own age, and had a beautiful little body. The way the pale flesh of her bare tits was reflecting the light of the fire was absolutely irresistible. God, she looked scared. That was irresistible too. Of the three women, however, Ann/R/K's eye was drawn inevitably to the captain of the craft, Cali Morgan. The woman was a combat pilot before joining the Survey Corps. In her mid-twenties, she already had command of her own ship. Until now, she had always exuded an air of unshakeable self-confidence, almost cockiness. The question was settled. Ann couldn't wait to see this bitch get fucked. She pointed to the captain. " Good, " proclaimed BlackWatch. " We'll take this one. I'll give the other girls to a few of the convicts who I can trust not to damage them too badly. " He grabbed Cali by the arm. In show of defiance, the captain spat towards Ann/R/K. Beth began to cry as a couple of men dragged her away from the Dawkins, and into the edge of the jungle. Sonya tried her best to put up a struggle as a group of the convicts pulled her down at a spot beside the fire. " This isn't right, " shouted Klayne. " Leave them alone, you animals. Leave her alone..." His tirade was cut short when one of the lingering criminals gave him a hard blow to the back of the head. He fell forward into the thick grass of the clearing. Ann/R/K went with BlackWatch and two of his lieutenants as they pulled Cali over to a rotting log near the base of the Dawkins. " This can all be over, my lovely. All you need to do is say the word. " From across the clearing, they could hear a loud cry from Beth. One of the men was taking her. By the fire, a crowd had gathered to watch Sonya's rape. The men seemed amused by her struggles. Cali still shook her head, refusing to give in. " Fine then. If this is what you want, I have no problem giving it to you. I've been in this hell for over a year, and you'll make a nice morsel to satisfy my hunger. " The large man reached down with his knife and tore open the front of Cali's uniform. He pealed the cloth back from her body. On her right shoulder she wore the tattoo from her days as a combat pilot. It was the flaming skull of her squadron. Tough bitch, Ann thought, looking at the tattoo. We'll see how tough she is when BlackWatch is through with her. His knife came down again, expertly cutting away her uniform pants. There was no doubt that BlackWatch was an expert with the weapon. With one final stroke, he ripped away her panties, revealing the pilot's body completely. She had a tight little body. She had obviously kept in shape since her military days. He pushed her down on her back, onto the top of the log. Tatters of her uniform remained around her arms and ankles, where the leather straps still held her. One of the lieutenants held Cali by the shoulders to immobilize her while BlackWatch cut the leather straps on her ankles. He pulled her legs apart, and positioned himself between them, leaving her defenceless. " Last chance, " he told her. Ann/R/K sincerely hoped that the captain would remain stubborn. Elsewhere in the clearing, she could hear men cheering as the other two women were raped. Ann was so turned on. She desperately wanted to see this bitch get it. Cali shook her head again. BlackWatch didn't hesitate. He gobbed into his hand, and used the spit to slick up his cock. He pulled it free from his scant clothing now, and stroked it to hardness. " N-no, " Cali said, involuntarily, as the Scotsman pushed the head of his cock against her pussy. Ann/R/K couldn't take any more. Her pussy was dripping. " Mind if I join you ?" she asked, unhooking her belt. " Feel free, " replied BlackWatch, obviously enjoying the sensation of his prick sinking slowly into his captive. He watch hungrily as the young hacker dropped her khakis to the ground, and stepped out of them. Ann had learned to enjoy the feeling of a woman's tongue. It was something she had become accustomed to during the time when she had kept the director of the McPhail Corporation in her little apartment on the Suzuki IV station. That had been a sweet little situation while it lasted. Now she hoping to get a little of the same attention from Cali. She stepped over the log, facing BlackWatch, directly above the face of the captain of the Dawkins. She pushed her wet pussy down towards the woman's lips. " Give me your tongue, " she ordered. The woman didn't obey. Ann reached down and took hold of one of the pilot's nipples. She twisted it cruelly between her fingers, and pushed her wet crotch against the face of the woman again. Cali let out a muffled cry, but still didn't give her tongue to the girl. BlackWatch got into the action now. Ann could see that he was looking forward to watching the proud woman humble herself by licking Ann/R/K's pussy. He traced the knife up along Cali's chest towards her throat. A shiver of fear followed its journey. " Do like she says, bitch, or I'll start carving. Believe me, I can make it hurt much worse than this." The tip of the blade just barely pierced her skin at the base of her throat. Cali finally relented, and Ann could feel the pilot's tongue pushing up against her sex. There wasn't much in the way of licking, but Ann compensated by grinding her pussy against the captain's reluctant mouth. BlackWatch was really pumping the woman now, enjoying his first fuck in over a year. His muscular body thrust into Cali with animal fervour. On her other end, Ann/R/K was really riding the woman's face. Her eyes were glued on the Scotsman's cock as he slid in and out of their victim. Ann bent forward and kissed the Scotsman on the mouth. His tongue invaded her mouth the same way his prick was invading the woman pinned beneath him. She felt so close to him. They were sharing this rape. She loved the idea that the cocky pilot was now her plaything, and that she was using the bitch's face to get her off. She loved seeing BlackWatch forcing his cock into the helpless woman. From the direction of the fire, Ann could hear the black woman, Sonya, crying out in pain. They were having a real good time with her. Ann could feel her own orgasm approaching. " That's it, you cocky whore, " she said to Cali, as her pussy began to contract around the woman's tongue. " Please me with your tongue. I'm going to cum on it now. Can you feel it ? Oh, god, I'm cumming, bitch, you're making me cum. " Just as Ann began her climax, her colleague began to pump his victim with a fury. He renewed his kiss with Ann/R/K as is cock began to load the pilot with his semen. Beneath him, Cali whimpered in humiliation as both her mouth and pussy tasted the cum of her captors. She gasped for air as Ann pushed her ass and pussy hard into Cali's face to finish her orgasm. " Fuck, that was nice, " Ann told BlackWatch, when she finally dismounted the face of the woman. " We should do that again sometime. " " It's a date, " replied the leader of the convicts, in this thick accent. " I have a lot of catching up to do, once we're back on the colonies. " The fire was burning higher now. Cali could feel the eyes of dozens of the painted savages watching her as BlackWatch's lieutenants returned her to the front of the Dawkins. After the Scotsman and the hacker were done with her, the two other men who now held her by the shoulders had taken their turns. She could feel their mixed juices streaming down her legs from her battered pussy. Beth had fared no better. The young navigator's face was swollen and bruised from rough treatment. Marks of fingernails were clearly visible on her little tits. She looked Cali in the eye as she was led back towards the Dawkins. The men took a little longer with Sonya. A large crowd of them blocked Cali's view of the area in front of the fire where the convicts were taking turns with the black woman. Cali winced as she heard her friend cry out in pain and desperation. When BlackWatch finally ended the gang rape, a couple of the men carried over the battered body of the second pilot. Her face, ass, and pussy were all plastered in the cum of multiple assailants. She whimpered when they dropped her to the ground. " You bastards, you bastards..." Klayne yelled at the surrounding men, tears streaming down his face. " Enough, " said BlackWatch. He looked at the condition of all four captives. " It only gets worse from here. One of you will break, sooner or later, and the others will have a lifetime to regret their delay. Do we have to go another round ?" Beth was sobbing loudly. Cali could see that the girl was close to her breaking point. The only thing that held her back was loyalty. She looked over to Cali with pleading eyes. BlackWatch closed in on the girl. As easily as Cali had seen the signs of the girl's weakness, so had the Scotsman. " Come on, Beth. You have so much life ahead of you. How many years will they keep you alive ? How many children will you carry ? Will you live long enough to see your sons become monsters ... to be raped and tortured by your own flesh and blood ? Think of the daughters that you will bring into this savage world." The young girl was crying anew with every sentence. " Listen to me Beth, " the persuasive voice continued. " Whether it's you, or one of your friends, someone will agree to pilot the Dawkins for me. It won't be long now. Do you want to be left behind ? " " Don't listen to him, Beth. " Klayne shouted. Even he could see how close the girl was to crumbling. BlackWatch nodded to one of his lieutenants, and the man muffled Klayne's mouth with some cloth from Cali's uniform. BlackWatch picked up where he had left off. He held her face in his hand, and forced her to look him in the eyes. " It makes no difference, Beth. I will escape this place. There's no reason for you to hold out. There's no reason for you to suffer this way. Say that you'll do it. Say that you'll pilot the craft for me. " Even the jungle seemed to go silent, awaiting the girl's answer. She was so close. Cali could feel it. " I'll do it. " But it wasn't Beth. Cali couldn't believe it. The words had come from her own mouth. Her face burned with the shame of her betrayal. She knew that her words would cut into her friends with a pain worse than any blade could inflict. " Noooo..." Beth wailed out. " Noooo, take me! I can't stay here. I can't. Please. " BlackWatch was smiling as he removed his hand from Beth's chin. " Sorry, girl. Too late. I told you that you would regret your delay. " Cali was crying herself. She could feel the eyes of Klayne and Sonya burning into her. She was supposed to be their captain. She was supposed to be strong. Instead, she had sacrificed her crew to save herself. There was no choice, she tried to convince herself. Beth was going to break anyhow. Cali was led towards the entrance to the Dawkins. She tried, in vain, not to listen to Beth's frantic pleading as she turned her back on the captives. The graphic display inside of Ann/R/K's head returned as soon as she was back into the Dawkins, and could link with her home terminal. Even being a few hours outside of range of communications with her computer had made Ann nervous. Now that she was back, the gentle English accent of Audrey, the computer's AI, gave her a system update. Ann was going to be really glad to get back to civilization. She felt so disconnected out here. " The McPhail corporation has left an encoded message for BlackWatch, Ann. Would you care to deliver it to him now ?" " Yep. Transmit it directly to his brainware. " Ann had been briefed in detail about the man known as BlackWatch, and she knew that he was fitted with hardware similar to her own. She wondered, with a smile, how it would feel for him to reactivate his internal hardware after a year of disuse on this primitive planet. " Message delivered, " replied Audrey. Ann could feel the Dawkins coming back to life. Cali was obviously in quite a hurry to leave this nightmare behind. Ann wondered if BlackWatch would let her have any more fun with the pilot during their flight. At least it would help to pass the time. " Ann/R/K. " BlackWatch was at the door to her quarters. He seemed pleased to have received her message. " I decoded the message from McPhail. It turns out that it's more for you than for me. Are you ready to take it ?" " Yep. " Audrey displayed the message as BlackWatch sent the decoded version back. The images flooded Ann's line of vision. She recognized the sender as McPhail's chief technical advisor, Hiroshi Nagato. In his own quiet way, he carried as much power as anyone in the corporation. " Hello Ann/R/K, " the image in her head said. " I am pleased that you were able to help free our esteemed colleague BlackWatch. I'm certain that he is grateful for your assistance. Now that this part of the mission is accomplished, we need to discuss your future with the McPhail corporation. " Ann was confused. Wouldn't this be better discussed after she returned ? " When you were caught in possession of hardware which belonged to the McPhail Corporation, I believed that the wisest course would be to eliminate you. In her wisdom, the director of covert operations, with whom you are quite familiar, decided to send you on this mission. Of course, she was correct in her assessment of your abilities. " " However, now that your part is done, I regret to inform you that your services will no longer be required. BlackWatch has been instructed to dispose of you any way he sees fit. You can consider your debt to the McPhail Corporation wiped clean. " The image of the Japanese scientist lingered for a moment longer. His calm smile burned into her brain. The blood was slowly draining from Ann/R/K's face. She looked up to BlackWatch. " Don't worry, Ann/R/K. I'm not going to kill you. I'll leave you here on the penal colony, in the care some of my more loyal followers. They deserve a reward for being left behind. " Oh my god, Ann thought. Anywhere but here. Anything but this. " They'll take really good care of you, " BlackWatch continued. " After all, a good woman is hard to come by in these parts. 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