0001 - Tempro

0003 - Conner- Saint Thomas

0097 - Ace - Zimmel

0098 - Lucy

0101 - Shelby ( mother ship )

0125 - Lars

0200 - Ellen

0301 - Rodrick

0403 - Johnathon

0667 - Marco - brownness

0778 - Jan

0798 - Celeste - Shelby ( homo )

0908 - Tara - Mara

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Ungrown - countless

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4 - onboard Shelby 0805, 0808 in re-gen,

1000 - Sherry 0250 Tendra

0999 - Zan - still lost

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Known and OR numbered

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0501 - Thaddeus

? ? ? ? - Lena

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Hartwell was still sitting there with his mouth open. They had a captive trusted, though a naked female person ? What in the hell were they going to do with a defenseless female person. A wry smiling came to his lips then he slapped his face. Damn it Johnathon, now is n't the time to think about that !

Getting up he walked his way slowly to the med bay. Maybe Lucie could get her covered up before he got there.

Finally reaching the med bay, Hartwell was about to walk in then stopped at the threshold. Damnit ! The female person was still naked !

'' I thought you 'd put something on her by now. '' Hartwell told Lucie.

'' Why ? She 's a female, I 'm a female, we 've got pretty much the Lapplander equipment. I figured since you were n't here I thought, why bother with it. Since you 're here though, you can plow it. '' She then turned to go, stopping at the doorway to smirk at her brother. `` After all you 're a man, I know you can manage it. '' Then she walked out her laughter echoing off the walls.

Hartwell again shook his question as he looked at the female person on the bio-bed. `` Johnathon, report ! ``

Johnathon appeared a moment later, `` She was severely atomic number 8 deprived. She was also at the showtime of the sterilization that the Tendrax hoi polloi are experiencing. I should be able to bring around that within a few days. I am still scanning her for any impairment that the O privation might have caused. ``

'' Good, also Johnathon ? '' Hartwell asked.

'' Yes, Admiral prime ? '' Johnathon replied.

'' Do something about her not wearing clothes. '' Hartwell said with a lump in his throat. Again he shook his head, he and the team had been through hell, revulsion men should n't see and have survived. Yet here he was shaking like a new recruit on the battle field, pissing his trouser. All because of a raw female ? Face it Hartwell, he thought, you really have gotten soft like the commander said.

Derrick was about to take a drinking when his wrist comm. went off. Looking at the code he saw that it was Hartwell. `` You alright admiral ? '' he asked.

'' I am sorry to vex you air force officer. '' Hartwell told him. `` Just returned with the prisoner. '' Here Hartwell sighed.

Derrick screwed his face up puzzled. `` What 's wrong, did you have to down them ? ``

'' No sir. It was a female, a NAKED female. What in the hell do you carry me to do with a naked ... On s thought do n't serve that. '' Hartwell said with a flavor of mortification on his face.

'' Bring her here as soon as possible. '' Derrick told him.

'' I will sir, though that might be a bit. She was unconscious in a lifetime abridgement with a mastermind box attached to it. '' Hartwell explained.



Derrick nodded as he disconnected from Hartwell. He was suddenly watching, as a small fille and boy began to run rotary around him and Shelby chasing each other.

Derrick bent down to disunite the obviously fighting duo. `` Give it back to me ! '' The picayune girl was yelling at the boy. Derrick could only shake his head.

'' I think it would be best if you do, also. '' Derrick said making a face at the boy who immediately withdrew, handing something to the girl.

The little girl turned to hug Derrick tight. `` Thank you, mister nice man ! '' Then she surprised him and Shelby by kissing his cheek. Virgin Mary appeared a moment later waving a finger's breadth at the girl, she leaned into Derrick whispering. `` I think I 'm in trouble, here comes the see through lady. ``

'' I heard that ! '' Blessed Virgin said.

Derrick could n't have got back any longer, he then started to chuckle then laugh loudly. `` Ah ! My darling Shelly, it is always a pleasure to see you. ''

A moment later Mika walked up to make Shelly from Derrick. `` I 'm sorry sire, if she bothered you. They find it boring staying in the lab with me. ``

Derrick gave Mika a huge smile as he replied. `` They were no job at all. I am thankful to suffer all of you here. ``

Mika 's cheek dropped a moment as she asked quietly, `` Still no word on when Gunter gets back ? ``

Derrick smiled as he told her, `` No, not yet, though I am hoping to have another content from him soon. If I recall he is nearing the end of the grant I gave him. ``

'' I really hope so beget. The boys and Shelly miss him fiercely, as does his married woman. '' Mika told him.

'' I know Mika, remember he has Grant and Jimison with him. I am hoping they are home soon. '' Derrick told the worried adult female. ‘ They punter make it back alive, I do n't go against my word and I do n't want to bug out now.'

Mika was nodding her principal, `` I just wish that there was n't all this secrecy. ``

Shelby turned to Derrick, then back to Mika. `` As do I Mika. Though I do understand, with all the enemy we have unfortunately, it is requirement. I myself, as Empress am not lav to everything. ``

Derrick could only nod as he tried to hide an embarrassed flavour on his face. `` At the present tense clip, I am afraid that it is requirement. ``

'' Ummmmmmm yes, though I hope that in the future that it is n't. '' Shelby stated with a influence look on her face.



At the edge of the galaxy three pocket-size workmanship suddenly appeared. One was n't doing that well as they started in toward the Imperial worldly concern. Onboard the damaged ship, the occupant was doing all he could to stay on course.

'' You know he 's going to kill me if I ca n't get this rachis to him. '' The damaged ship 's occupier told the other two.

'' After what we found, I think he 'll more than forgive you. Especially after that close call near the Tendrax home human beings. '' One of the other ship's occupant replied.

'' Still they were n't as scary as the Cregons or those damned Delcrons ! I thought that one, was going to rip my face off because I did n't attack him. '' The damaged ship man said.

'' I thought you read the briefing. You know they only respect you if you attack them. Then again when you nearly killed it, I think you made a real impression. The way it was looking at you, I was afraid it would want to mate with you ! '' The other ship occupant said.

'' Ha, ha, be an ass, it was a male I 'm telling you. '' The damaged ship man stated.

'' I 'm not so certain, '' the first ship man said. `` It sure was gyrating toward you an awing lot. ``

'' Christ ! You 're getting more and more than 144 the finisher to menage we get. feeling, just let it devolve and we 'll forget that you almost wrecked us on that Tendraxian cruiser. '' The damaged ship man replied.

'' Still not going to let up on that are you ? I told you I was having control board problems ! '' The first ship man said.

The second and damaged ship men were now laughing almost uncontrollably. All this was suddenly cut short by a series of ear piercing, shrieking alarms that started to go off.

The first ship man started to swear when he saw the interpretation. `` Damn it ! Apparently, you made a bragging printing than you at first thought. ``

'' Son of a kick ! '' The damaged ship man stated. `` Computer, I need distance of the approaching fleet. Give me a time anatomy for their penetration of the galactic boundary. ``

'' compliance, '' the childlike A.I. of the little damaged ship replied. `` At present speed they will penetrate the boundary of the extragalactic nebula within two weeks, six Clarence Day. At present scan unable to determine the identification number of ships. ``

'' Can you, with information provided, extrapolate the possible size of the fleet ? '' The damaged ship man asked.

'' Now attempting to extrapolate an answer. At demo, scans have only indicated a thousand ships. There are three, unknown quantity factors to believe with flow data. If this is a marriage challenge party than the number could be as high as 50 to seventy thousand. If this is a diplomatic party, then it could be as few as XL yard. '' The A.I. droned.

'' You said there were three unknown region component, what of the third ? '' The first shipman asked.

'' Now working on that. According to data that was supplied for the one-third gene. If this is a war party then the figure could be as high as, one hundred one thousand. '' The A.I. answered.

'' doodly-squat ! Damn it ! All you had to do was make squeamish, maybe hit it a niggling. No, you had to go and damn near putting to death it ! '' The first ship man said.

'' We 're going to possess to split communication silence. I do n't want to be the one that royally pisses him off. '' The world-class ship man said.

'' Neither do I. '' The second ship man stated.

'' What ! ? You want me to face his wrath ? I 'm not doing this alone, if I have to separate him, then the both of you do also. '' The damaged ship man said.

With a sigh the other two nodded as the first opened a comm. `` Like it really matters, he 'd bed they were coming in about a workweek anyway, if he does n't already. ``

For half an time of day he tried to direct a signaling to no avail. Picking up what appeared to be a large fleet of ships ahead. That 's when the three ships came upon the massive dust subject. Here at the back end of it there were actual placeable part of ships. The thing was though, there were absolutely no aliveness preindication at all.

All three of the male person could only stare with their mouth open. The playing area had to be K of kilometers long and extensive. Just what in the hell had been going on while they had been away ?

'' scan the present dust field. Can you check what character of ships those were ? What destroyed them ? '' The first ship man asked of his A.I.

'' Scanning now, scans confirming identity of ship wreckage. All surgical incision that are intact indicate that they are remnants of a very large Tendraxian fleet. impairment was induced by high temperatures and thermal radiation. '' The A.I. informed the male.

'' Thermic ? Are there any remains of EIG ships present tense within the wreckage ? '' The Male asked.

'' Affirmative, at pose, I am detecting the front of one hundred EIG life capsules. Though none are active, they are all giving off indications that they are still functioning. '' The A.I. reported.

'' I wondered why so many moorage were vacate when we went by there. They must deliver come after the EIGs hard if the EIGs used thermic weapons. Yeah, I think we ALL have to prognosticate him. Mad or not if he does n't know he 'll be glad to get a count. '' The first ship man said.

'' As soon as we get ahold of him. '' The second base ship man said.

Another alarm started to go off as all three turned to look at the meter reading. `` Warning ! Warning ! Residual ripalon vigor detected. Do not actuate trans-warp, repeat do not activate trans-warp. Ripalon push will have a degenerative force to the Criteria particles causing failure within the system. ``

All three of the males looked at each former shaking their fountainhead. No wonder they could n't communicate.

'' Will the shielding effectively guard the trans-warp scheme ? '' The low ship man asked.

'' Affirmative, as long as trans-warp scheme is not activated. '' The A.I. replied.

'' How long before we can safely engage the organization ? '' The first ship man asked.

'' At exhibit speeding, six hour, twenty three mo to get across the debris field of battle. Then another fifteen minutes to be at a space to safely engage. '' The A.I. informed them.

This of course drew a moan from all three of the males. Damn, here they thought they 'd be home in to a lesser extent than an minute. Sighing all three started to settle in when they heard another set of dismay go off.

looking over the readings all three were stunned to see that they were picking up life planetary house. They were faint, though they were there.

'' You know. we really do n't have time for this. '' The back ship man said.

Sighing the first ship man nodded, `` Yeah, I know, though if we do n't try, I do n't suppose I could experience with myself. ``

The other two groaned but agreed as they veered off toward the signals.



Hartwell was at his wits end, the female was still unconscious, though all med scans said she was o.k.. Leaving her there he started for the span, then was standing there. Smirking he thought, damn A.I.

Hartwell was about to sit when he got an excited call from Thomas. `` admiral ! '' The man was yelling almost to the gunpoint of irritation.

'' WHAT ! ! ? '' `` Hartwell snapped causing Lowell Jackson Thomas to back away a moment.

'' Sorry sir, did n't think to piss in your breakfast, sir. '' Thomas said with a smile.

'' Whatever, what do you induce to account ? '' Hartwell said starting to cool off.

'' I wanted to let you know, we have heavy activity within that area where the shield is. '' Thomas said. `` Heavy as in machinery. ''

Hartwell nodded as he thought a moment. `` I 'll be right there. '' Hartwell said, then nodded to Johnathon. A bit later they were near the orbit of the Duke 's satellite. `` Alright show me. ``

Dylan Thomas nodded as a topographical map appeared between them. Pointing Dylan Marlais Thomas stated, `` all meter reading are, that heavy machinery is being located just outside this glade. Unfortunately, the carapace is making taking readings within, nearly unimaginable. This was one of the two area that you wished me to see. ''

Hartwell nodded as he looked at the area finisher. Damn, if he did n't know, that area, looked a lot like the stead near an old abandoned bunker. He and William used to act there as children. Suddenly, a thought came to him, drawing up another set of plans of the Lapplander area. Plans that were below the surface well within a cave system.

'' Does the buckler extend through the ground ? If so, to what depth ? '' Hartwell asked.

Confused a few secondment Lowell Jackson Thomas stared a moment, then a wide smile broke over his characteristic. `` Pulling that up now admiral. '' doubting Thomas was at it for a hour then his smiling returned. `` It appears to only be confined to the aerofoil. ``

Hartwell was nodding as he started to go through several to a greater extent maps. Suddenly he stopped pointing to the side of meat of a mound. `` That 's it, if I remember powerful that goes through to the inside of the shield. ``

Dylan Marlais Thomas excited was looking over the programme as he suddenly looked up. `` Not really big enough to get anything useful through is it ? ``

'' Just a lot of the Ranger, especially the single that are trained. '' Reaching over Hartwell flipped a electric switch. `` Celeste, I need a report on the condition of Captain Greeson, and Colonel Jack Dempsey. ``

'' Yes sir, Admiral Prime. Captain Greeson has been released from med-bay. His injuries were n't as dangerous as first thought. '' Here Celeste sighed. `` Colonel Jack Dempsey will require at least another day. ``

Hartwell was nodding then asked, `` What seems to be the trouble ? ``

'' fountainhead sir, Colonel William Harrison Dempsey would have been out sooner, though, he re-injured himself restraining Miss Sakuta. I am afraid that they both require at least another day. '' Celeste informed him.

Hartwell tried to observe it in, though it was starting to break through. Then, he was suddenly laughing at the predicament that Manassa Mauler was now in.

Both Celeste and Johnathon were staring at Hartwell, both worrying that his judgement was going. `` Sir ? I fail to see the humor in this. '' Celeste told Hartwell.

Between his gasp for air he tried to explain. Even as he was opening his rima oris three curing of alarms went off.

'' Alert ! alarum ! Unidentified craft entering the Galactic boundary. They appear to be on a take path to the close battle. Shall I notify the emperor ? '' Johnathon asked.

Derrick 's holo-gram appeared just then. `` No, I think he already knows. '' Hartwell said.

'' Have you received any communicating ? Have they made impinging in any way ? '' Derrick asked.

'' At present sir, we ca n't get a positive id on them. It appears that even this far away, the ripalon energy is screwing up the systems. They moved across the boundary a short circuit time ago. Suggestions sir ? '' Hartwell asked.

'' Keep an eye on them, there 's no notification who or what they are. With that huge field of residual ripalon zip, we do n't take a chance sending any ships, 'til we can better carapace against it. '' Derrick advised Hartwell

Hartwell was nodding his arrangement as he watched the three ships move across his CRT screen. Was this a preliminary to another invasion ? Like the commander said, he 'd have to keep his eye on them.

Shaking his psyche, Hartwell was beginning to think it was going to be a bad day. A few hour later Johnathon was taking readings in the med bay, when the female groaned.

Johnathon was immediately next to the bio-bed as the female started to scream. Hartwell could only shake up his head as he watched on the view screen.

'' Johnathon what is going on ? '' He asked.

Jonathon appeared with a stun look on his face. `` Apparently admiral flush, the female awoke reaching to me to get my care. When her hand made contact lens with my holo-image or rather passed through it, she screamed. Everything I tried to do to settle down her only seemed to make her scream louder. ``

Hartwell sighed, then took a step toward the corridor, then he was in the med bay. `` Is that really necessary ? '' Hartwell said loudly to get above her screaming.

The female jerked toward Hartwell then replied, `` Lord sir, when I finished my upcycling, I tried to get down procedure. I would prostrate myself to you though I found that I am immobile. ``

Lord sir ? What in the hell was she on about ?

Hartwell was nodding to all of this. It was then that he noticed that the female was starting to cry violently. `` Why are you crying ? '' He asked.

The female person looked at Hartwell through her rip confused, `` Crying lord sir ? I am unfamiliar with that terminal figure. ``

'' What you 're doing from your middle. '' Hartwell told her.

The female plaster cast her eyes down, then the tears started to come faster. `` I am dingy God Almighty sir. I did not mean to waste liquidness in straw man of you. I accept what penalization you deem necessary. ``

'' Punishment ? What in the hell do you mean ? '' Hartwell said, then immediately regretted it when he saw the female person cringe back from him.

'' I am wasting something Jehovah sir. However you wish to punish me, I will accept. It is after all your right as a male. '' The female told him.

Hartwell 's oral fissure dropped clear as he could only stare at her momentarily. `` That is the magnanimous lading of shit I have ever heard ! '' Again Hartwell regretted his action at law as the female started to shake violently.

Without raising her centre the female whispered, `` When you drink down me Lord sir, could you please hit it fast ? I know I do not deserve it, though I beg you to. ``

This clock time it was Hartwell that shook violently, not from fearfulness, more from the extreme anger he was feeling. What the hell kind of hoi polloi were hers ? If they cried, they were wasting ? Hartwell was doing all he could do to maintain his temper under control.

Barely keeping his voice low he stated, `` I am not going to kill you nor have you killed. Do you bed where you are ? ``

The female slowly nodded as she whispered, `` Yes Creator sir, I am in a government aesculapian place. The fact that I am here, means that the loss leader think I have many more good nurture years in me. ``

Hartwell 's eyes went encompassing as he stared at the female in disbelief. Again the female drew back as far as she could, when Hartwell snapped a section of the table off that he had ahold of.

As calmly as he could, Hartwell stated. `` No, you are aboard an EIG of the Empire. This is a even medical bay of that ship. ``

The female tentatively asked her mouth trembling, `` The conglomerate that recently destroyed a gravid many Cregon ships ? '' Hartwell nodded, then noticed that the female was even more afraid. `` NO ! '' She was whispering even humiliated. `` You are region of the barbarian hoard that has destroyed so many. ''

'' Ha ! '' Hartwell almost snorted then covered his sassing. `` Not as barbaric as your mass, to snipe with so many ships ! Barbarians would n't come in as big a force if they did n't intend to infest. ''

'' Maker sir, we were not attacking. We were only protecting our selves. We ... '' The female started.

'' You were in our galaxy ; therefore WE were protecting ourselves. '' Hartwell almost growled.

'' I am distressing noble sir, that is what I heard the males speak of. We females do not usually know of such things. We are seldom allowed to hear such, let alone have it off of them. '' The female person whispered her foreland as low as she could get it.

Hartwell was stunned at this turn of upshot. Sighing he looked away from the female. Damn it, was going to be a yearn few next days.



William Hartwell was doing all he could to keep his uncle Trent River from exploding. The idiots that had brought the weapon up had forgotten the ammunition. His eyes wide-eyed, he wondered just how they had survived as long as they had.

'' Did you finally do to get those idiots to get it here ? Trent asked.

'' Yeah, I chewed them out for a good while. They said they took what you said literally. You said add up the equipment nil else. I guess they thought that you had ammo here. '' William replied.

Trent shook his head, `` Dear god, how in the the pits are they still alive ? You 'd imagine that they were chic than that. '' William could see that his uncle was about to blow up again if he did n't calm him.

'' I guess they were hiding a lot better than we thought, Uncle Trent. You 've got to admit they are very helpful. '' William told his uncle.

'' That 's about the only if affair they are. '' River Trent grumbled.

Both men stepped back as the weapon was moved into status. Trento smiled with an almost elated tone on his grimace. `` fervor ! Blow the hell out of that position, plus the son of a bitch in there ! '' Trent yelled.

Inside the bunker the scarred case leader had been keeping a watchful eye out. A few hr after they had received initial Book big bodily process was detected.

He 'd noticed a buildup of personnel out there, he also had a bad feeling watching them move but getting no closer. `` I think we need to make a retreat, NOW ! '' The drawing card was yelling.

All of the rest of the men were close behind the drawing card and Duke as they left the building. Less than ten seconds after they left it, the dugout exploded.

The concussion of the initiatory hit, knocked all of them off their invertebrate foot. The leader was up with the Duke over his shoulder as a second blast hit a little further back. Cursing, the drawing card took off as he heard several of his men wow, then nothing.

River Trent was watching a read out as the kickoff of the casing hit. Cursing, he saw almost all that were inside had managed to get out. Then he saw that the second and third caught a few of those trailing.

'' Son of a bitch ! '' Trent was yelling as he saw that of the two in battlefront, one was the Duke. He then smiled slightly, good the mother fucker was injured, at least it looked that way. 'Bout time that ass got back some of the botheration he 'd been giving for years.

Trent was about to place men after them, when there was a commotion at the back of the inner circle. `` Get a squad ready to go. '' He was saying when a articulation next to him shocked him.

'' I suggest that you not. I know them, your men would n't last long at all. '' The voice told him.

Trent and William were reaching for their guns when they were shocked to see an medium top, well-muscled man. `` Just who in the hell are you ? ''

The man held out his hand as he stated. `` captain, David Greeson of the Imperial special strength. '' Shaking both men 's script they both looked at each other shocked.

'' How in the hell did you get in here ? We have vigil posted all over the property. '' William replied.

Here Greeson smirked a bit, `` They are n't nearly as thoroughly as I am. So, as I said let me and my squad go. Those are from a religious sect that we THOUGHT we had defeated. ``

Trent was also smirking as he drew his gun, then was shocked as it was suddenly in the manus of the Greeson person. He started to say something when he realized what the young man had said.

'' Imperial special military force ? Then the emperor butterfly is aware of our situation ? '' When Greeson nodded he continued. `` Then the Emperor is here ? ``

Greeson took a cryptic breath as he stated, `` Well not here on the major planet. It seems that he had to get married, so he went back to the imperial beard menage reality. The rest of us are here to aid you as much as we can. ``

William watched the whole conversation still not completely convinced. `` How are we to fuck that you are n't just a plant by this supposed religious order ? I for one ... ''

William was suddenly a foot off the flooring. `` I am in no way an evil, aura seeking ass ! Do not construct the mistake thinking we are like them. '' Dropping William with a thud, Greeson slightly growled then said, `` If we were, you 'd all have been utter at to the lowest degree 30 minutes ago. ``

William adjusted his clothes as he nodded his agreement. `` I apologize I ... ''

Greeson held up his handwriting to stop William. `` I am not here to pain you, rather to help. Besides I am for certain that SHE would be pretty wee if I did offend you. ``

William and Trent were both nodding as he said this. Then they both stopped as they looked at Greeson.

'' Uh, she ? Just who are you talking about ? '' Trento asked.

Greeson turned toward Trent as he very seriously looked the male directly in the eyes. `` Why Miss Hartwell. '' Both Trent and William 's mouths dropped open, even as a wide smile bed covering across Greeson 's. `` She works for the Emperor now. Has been for some time. It seems, that she is one of the three most crucial people in the empire. ``

Greeson was smiling even large-minded as both males seemed to be struck silent. `` Lucie ? ! '' Was all Trent could get out.

William finally found his voice then sank to his stifle. split were starting to flow as he stated, `` She 's alive ? My god she 's animated ! ''