Alien Mind Control from Planet P Ch. 17

"Of course."

"There's just one, last, nagging question I have to ask you," said Gretchen.

"And what is that?" Orson asked.

"Where is the female?"

Orson turned around to face her, just as the needle came down, jabbing him in the neck. He howled in pain as she pressed the injector in.

His body started to shudder. As it did so, Gretchen started to walk around in a circle.

"The Air Loves are hardly perfect. A whole three tenths of one percent are immune to its effects. That may not sound like a lot, but collectively, that's thousands of people."

Orson continued to shudder. The pain started to move into his head.

"Transmission by sex is a lot more reliable. Nearly 100%. But not quite 100%. There have been a few cases of people resisting. Sixty three of them, to be exact. Or should I say, 64, if we include you?"

Orson grabbed his head and started to moan.

Gretchen raised the injector. "But the Serum, well, a perfectly formulated serum has a 100% success rate. A hundred percent! Do you know anything else in life as certain as that?"

Orson felt such tremendous pain, as the virus burned into his brain. He gasped, he moaned, and then... the pain was gone.

"And now?" Gretchen asked.

"Contact has been made," said Orson woodenly.

"Again, and for the last time, I hope," said Gretchen, staring him face to face with hard eyes. "Now, about that last female?"

"She is waiting in the abandoned gas station in downtown Potomac. I will bring her here and Infect her in front of you, if you wish."

Gretchen studied Orson's face, and reached out to him with her ESPer abilities. Then she smiled. "That won't be necessary. You can take her and deal with her on your own. Welcome back to the ranks of the Hunters, Mr. Merrick."

And then, as Orson saw his body start to move of its own accord, he heard, bright and loudly in his head:

You are with Us now. Finally We are in charge. Now You will service only Us.