“ coda, I 'm sensing a straiten signal from sphere 51. ``
'' Alright Nate, take us there. ``
'' Roger that. Computer, set a course to sector 51. ``
Our spaceship lurched, changing directions to channelize towards our new destination.
My name 's Coda, and I 'm a blank sea robber alongside my partner, Nate. We spend our Day and nights scouring the immense reaches of quad in search of loot, food and hapless captives to tie up and molest for our pleasure. Sounds vicious ? Maybe, but being in quad for so long, with so slight company tends to do some twisted thing to your psyche. Once tedium sets in, you 'll really understand how twisted homo sexuality can be, and just what kinds of circuitous sexual human action you 'll micturate mortal perform just for the boot of it. It 's funny, because we actually used to be pretty practiced people. Nate was once a celebrated scientist, and I, an upstanding psychologist. Strange how life sentence always takes you where you to the lowest degree expect to go. I certainly had n't studied psychology with the outlook that several year later, I 'd be scouring infinite as a kinky sex-starved blank space pirate.
You might ask, why do n't Nate and I just have sex with each early ? Well, we 've agreed that it 's in both our pro stake, that we continue our nasty workforce off of one another. It 's way more fun to make person do something they do n't want to anyways. Besides, our victim often get off on it just as much as we do. It does n't matter how a great deal they protest at first. By the time we 're done with them, they 're begging us for more. That 's the best part. The looks in their eyes when they realize they 've been corrupted, and that they 'll never again be satisfied with tame vanilla sex. Man, we really are the worst.
In time, our starship arrived at the site of the straiten signal. It was coming from what looked like a inquiry station : an artificially-built artificial satellite about the size of a humble complex. They were far from civilisation, housed up to ten people max, and were generally pretty loaded. In other words, the utter fair game for the two of us.
I turned to Nate.
'' So, the usual plan ? ``
'' tempt them into a false common sense of security, stun all of them, take everything that 's not bolted down, kidnap the unity that look like they 'll be the most fun to bedevil ? ``
'' That 's the one. ``
We sent their station a signaling, indicating that we 've come to help. meter passed by without any sort of response.
'' Think it could be a trap ? ``
'' Could be. What if we 're the single who end up getting captured and molested this clip ? ``
'' That might be fun in its own way. Let 's go for it. ``
We prepared ourselves to table the station. Nate was wearing a black sleeveless shirt, and beige cargo pants. His pitchy hairsbreadth was pulled back within a stylish honey oil bandanna. I had on a red tank top accenting my bosom and exposing my venter, and mean, form-fitting Joseph Black shortstop that left footling to the imagery. It 'll be utilitarian as a misdirection against guy wire ( and sometimes girls ) if it came down to it. We were both armed with stun triggerman, meant to incapacitate a prey for hours.
Bracing ourselves for the big, we connected with the station, and opened the airlock, granting us passage inside. A dimly-lit, misty corridor greeted us. Looks like the place was on stockpile office. There was no one around, giving off an eerie atmosphere with how mute and deserted the place was. After all, there had to be soul here that sent that distress signal, right ?
I slipped in, keeping my trigger finger at the ready. Nate was a distich step behind, ready to back me up if it came down to a gun-fight. As far as we could tell, there was n't anything overly out of the ordinary. Temperature was normal, atmosphere was breathable, cypher seemed wrecked or broken. In a way, that just made it even more eery. Especially considering we had n't seen a single soul yet.
'' Hey Nate, can you run a impediment for any major life-forms on this station ? ``
'' Nope. Security 's pretty tight, and there 's no power for it anyways. Does n't seem like I 'm even able to broadcast any messages. ``
'' So we 'll just feature to hold on looking around. Keep an eye out for anything worthful. ``
We continued our search of the station 's interior. We were currently on the uppermost floor out of three spirit level. The access degree to the deeper grade were sealed off, as we soon discovered. So we found ourselves an exigency access hatch that will take us deeper. It was cramped and dark, like a respiration shaft, since it 's not meant for veritable use. Nate went in first, being the braggart and slower one, with me taking up the tooshie. That way, if anything comes at us from inside the peter, I can back away back the way we came, leaving Nate to ... handle whatever 's attacking us. Well, it 's preferable to having both of us trapped, right ?
We reached a fork in the way. Nate chose the one that would bring us confining to the stairs, and we continued. But as we were coming around a bend ... was it just my imaging, or did something flicker by behind us ?
'' Hey Nate, I think I saw something just now, in the course that we did n't pick out. ``
'' You want to go back and check it out ? ``
'' No. If it 's unfriendly, I wo n't be able to do much in these tight quartern. Let 's just get out of this matter first. It 's giving me the creeps. ''
If I really had seen something, it did n't follow us. We found an outlet to the rotating shaft not too far from where the step were. There, a rather unsettling sight awaited us. consistence, presumably of the post 's residents. Three in amount. Two were sprawled on the floor face-down ; a man and a woman. Another was leaning against the bulwark, a male by the expression of it. Making sure there was n't anything else in the room with us, we investigated. In the dim luminance, I saw something that might 've made me laugh in any other situation.
"Hey Nate, ascertain out their pants. ``
'' Huh ? Oh, figures you 'd look there. ``
'' What 're you talking about ? Do n't try to recount me you were n't looking either. ``
The crotch of the pants for all three of them were wet. Like they 'd make themselves, or ejaculated. Maybe even both. On top of that, their exposed skins were covered with some kind of uncanny slime residue. That said, they were still breathing, but unresponsive. No matter how a good deal we shook them or slapped their cheeks, facial or ass, they would n't wake up.
'' Hey coda, do n't these people seem kind of ... violated ? ``
He was decently. I pulled down the female child 's pants, poking around her genital organ a bit, then snuck a digit between her ass-cheeks and fingered around.
'' Whoa, do n't deposit your unhurt helping hand in there. ``
'' I wo n't. Who knows if I 'll get it back."
But her anal anatomical sphincter definitely felt sort of release. Poking around, I brought my finger out and held it up. The same gunk residue from before.
'' Her backdoor 's kinda drafty. ``
'' Yeah, these two as well. You think we have some kind of rapist ogre on this station somewhere ? ``
'' Either that, or these guys got some pretty hard-core induction rituals. I 'm going to bet the late. ``
We checked their eubstance for any kind of useful items. Finding nothing of apparent economic value, we went back to searching the level for anything worthwhile : survivors, pelf, or even the monster itself.
***
There was n't anything really notable on the sec floor. We did bump two more bodies. They were alive, but unconscious, just like the others. They also had traces of gook all over their physical structure. Though interestingly enough, we did n't see the slime anywhere else. Just on the eubstance of the comatose dupe. More distressingly, we did n't find anything overly valuable. I mean, there was research equipment and the the likes of, but well-nigh were bolted down and inaccessible during emergency power mode. The most we could nab were maybe a couple psychometric test pipe. Hardly worth our time.
'' need to just cut our losses and take back a guy and a girl, Coda ? ``
'' No way. Who knows what happened to them or whether they 'll wake up. Besides, you really want to draw one or two of those bodies through the emergency access lance ? '' `` Good compass point. So keep back going ? ``
'' Yeah. I want to see for myself what this rapist monster looks like. Maybe we can kidnap it and use it to entertain anyone else we kidnap. ``
'' You are terrible. ``
'' You would 've thought of it if I did n't. ``
We reached the steps. Unlike the degree one stairway, this one was n't sealed off. The third base base was n't very big, so maybe seals were n't necessary. I took the lead, descending downwards with Nate covering my back. Even down here, it does n't seem like there was anything waiting for us. It was as eerie and quieten as the late storey we 've been on.
'' Maybe whatever was here left before we came. ``
'' But what about whoever sent that distress signal ? Think they escape too ? ``
'' If so, then this would 've all been a sorry dissipation of time. ``
Our search of the third floor seemed as fruitless as the first and irregular. That is, until we found a shut up room access. One that suggested there might 've been someone hiding behind it. I hailed the door 's intercom.
'' Hello ! Is anyone in there ? We 're here to deliver you ! ``
A present moment later, we got a response.
'' Is it safe out there ? Is the brute gone ? ``
It sounded like a woman 's voice.
'' We have n't seen anything. Looks middling dependable. ``
'' Really ? Okay, I 'm opening it. ``
With a whoosh, the door slid undecided. Behind it was a suddenly, mousy-looking lady. She was a stagnant ringer for stereotypic nerdy scientist, complete with a snowy research coat and coke bottleful glasses. That said, she was definitely pretty, with a glossy auburn ponytail that made me a bit jealous with my rough, peaky blonde cut.
'' Who are you two ? ``
'' Police. We got your suffering signal and came to investigate. What happened here ? ``
'' Wait, it might still be out there."
Looking around to make sure it was safe, she ushered us in and locked the door. We were inside the supply room. It seemed like it contained mainly spare parts and intellectual nourishment items. Again, nix overly priceless or worth hauling back up, to our ever growing disappointment.
'' OK. We should be safe in here for now. My name 's Lana. ``
She looked at us suspiciously.
'' Where are your uniforms ? ``
'' We 're off-duty and just happened to be in the field. I 'm Coda, and this is Nate. What happened here ? ``
'' Long tarradiddle short, our enquiry specimen escaped and started ... incapacitating the other researchers. I was the but one who got away, by locking myself in here. ``
'' Can you tell us about that escaped research specimen of yours ? ``
'' There 's not too a lot I can assure you, since it 's confidential. It 's an artificial bio-mass, about as big as a large dog, with multiple tentacles. Try not to concern it, or the sludge it leaves behind if you can help oneself it. ``
'' What, why ? What happens if you touch it ? ``
'' Um ... it 's confidential. ``
'' Nope, that 's not going to do at all. Nate and I have already touched more than our carnival percentage of it. splatter it, lady. ``
'' W-W-Well it 's ... um ... well it 's not venomous or anything like that ! It 's just ... it might be ... distracting ? Anyways, I really ca n't say it, so please just trust me. ``
Nate and I glanced at each other. Considering the United States Department of State of the physical structure upstairs, it 's a pretty prophylactic bet to take up we 've got a raper tentacle monster. Sounds like we 're getting a new pet for our ship.
'' Please do n't suffer the specimen. It 's not a menace. ... At least, I guarantee it wo n't kill you. ``
'' well, that 's reassuring. The body upstairs certainly did n't seem like they were dying. ``
Lana startled at this, then adjusted herself.
'' Um ... I know it 's hard to strike my word on this, but please. That research specimen is quite important and must n't follow to any harm. ”