Alien Mine Ch. 04

Weapons he thought, what about defenses, we only have a few pistols to defend ourselves. "One of the first things we need is combat gear, both to defend ourselves and eventually go on the attack."

"The base is defended with limited capability, mainly designed to protect against local attacks from humans, and from limited attacks from the Om. A concerted attack could penetrate the defenses and result in the destruction of the surrounding 100 miles. Jake and the AIs intelligence suggested that the Om had a limited presence. They may have been here to investigate the Drans presence and did not plan on an extended stay. Now the Om are cut off until another of their ships comes to investigate. You must eliminate them as soon as possible, so they have no reason to suspect we are here preparing defenses."

"Ok, first things first. Bob, we need weapons as I intend to start training Sandy and Amancia as soon as possible. We cannot stay locked up in the base, we are going to need additional resources and manpower. I need us to be a combat-trained group asap. Can you arrange the purchase of weapons, or do we need to make a trip to a gun store?"

"I can fabricate weapons here. The base is equipped with advanced mass fabricators. However, neither the base AI nor I can make the energy weapons the One and its combat team would be equipped with. I can access plans from the current weapons available around the world and can produce the weapons you require immediately."

"Great, that's a start, at least. Amancia, please explore the corporation they set up, find out what our resources are and where the funds are coming from. This is right up your line, we will need substantial funds in the future, and it will help us to have credibility. Sandy, we need new identities, ID cards passports, all the things that will enable us to get around without arousing the suspicions of anyone looking for us. Talk to the base AI and see what it can do. Amancia may be able to help with that. I am going to see about weapons, then we are all going to take a look at the shuttle."

It turned out that Bob could do a bit better than current weapon technology. More durable alloys, combined with an upgraded propellant, gave us a weapon that fired with twice the velocity and kinetic energy. "You will need an engineer as they are known here, someone who understands weapons well enough to make significant improvements. I am sure these projectile weapons can be upgraded considerably. However, they will be of no use against any Om if they have combat troops. Only state of the art energy weapons can pierce their armor."

"Hmm, what about armor for us? The girls have never been in combat, and armor would be good to have. Bob, can you reproduce our current combat armor as well?"

"I have downloaded the plans from various manufacturers. We can produce much better armor using lighter and stronger materials, but be aware it will be of little use against Om combat units. It should prove very effective against human opponents such as those who have tried to attack you."

That's a start, I thought, at least it would protect them from assassination attempts that we experienced at the house.

Bob and Rhys spent the morning and afternoon working through plans for weapons and the armor. By 5:00, he was satisfied with the design and began fabrication.

"The weapons and armor will take 30 minutes," Bob said in reply to my thought."

"It's a little strange having you answer the question before I even ask it, but thanks." Rhys was amazed at the idea that he could basically print out 10 rifles, pistols, and armor with ammunition in less than an hour. Oh yeah, he had added grenade launchers to the weapons, with a new explosive Bob could produce, these were going to be seriously badass, at least for humans.

The girls had been busy as well, Sandy had worked with the Base AI to develop several alternate identities for all of us, complete with credit cards and passports. Rhys was curious to know how she had been able to come up with entire characters with backgrounds, resumes to match. "Beautiful and bright," he said while looking them over and giving her a hug.

"Give credit to the base AI, with its help, all I had to do was use my imagination. It did all the searches in the databases to identify legitimate identifications that will hold up under close scrutiny. Besides, in my former line of work, I met several customers of dubious morals and backgrounds. A couple of them described how they got their papers."

"We have bank accounts for each of them as well," said Amancia. "Working with the AI is amazing, I can get into the banking system with ease."

I gave each of them another hug, then kissed each one thoroughly. "It looks like we worked through lunch, and I do not know about you, but I am starving. Let's take a look at the shuttle before we head up, then I will cook dinner while you two try out the bathtub I saw in the other room." That got me a smile as we walked down a passageway.

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We came into a vast open space approximately 1000 meters in diameter, and probably 60 meters high. There was only one shuttle in an area that looked like it could hold 10. The "shuttle" was actually a scout ship designed to be launched from a capital ship. It was approximately 150 meters long and 40 high, more massive than I remembered. Shaped like a fat cigar with squashed ends, there were no apparent engines or entranceway. "Tell us about it, Bob, what can it do and show us how to get inside." An entrance seemed to suddenly appear with a ramp to walk up.

"This is standard Drans technology, able to operate throughout the solar system and capable of speeds up to 30% the speed of light."

Sandy gasped, "that's incredible, the power required to push something this big that fast seems impossible, Bob what is the propulsion?".

"This technology is not part of my programming, but these vessels use a combination of gravitonic, and what here on Earth is referred to as quantized inertia drives. The gravitonic drive is generally used near a gravity well, such as a planet. The quantized inertia drive is used between bodies, or along the edge of the solar system."

"The ship is used for multiple purposes, as a recon vessel, to patrol along the edge of a system, or for the transport of people or cargo. It is relatively lightly armed and designed for stealth rather than attack and combat. The outer armor, and indeed the whole ship, is integrated with the AI. That means it can change its shape to optimize itself for combat, stealth, or transport. I have "touched" the AI, and it has recognized your authority as a "One" and will accept orders from you."

"What about the girls," I asked.

Their symbionts are not fully integrated into their minds yet, and they are unable to merge with the Ships AI. When integration is complete, you will be able to give them the authority to act as commander of the shuttle."

"What configurations can it assume," Sandy asked, clearly fascinated with the concept.

"Basic shapes include a sphere for maximum volume, the current configuration for stealth, though there are other stealth configurations possible. I do not know what they are. Finally, a configuration for atmospheric flight with flight control surfaces similar to your more advanced aircraft."

Sandy turned and looked at me, "I want to be the pilot," she said, "I love flying, and this could be the ultimate flight experience." I looked at Amancia, who quickly shook her head no.

"Do you have any flying experience?"

She smirked at me, "I have a private pilot license and actually have some time as a second pilot in a private jet." I raised my eyebrow at this one. "Some of my customers had a lot of money," she laughed. "Their pilots were always eager to show me around and let me play with the controls," she said with a grin while moving her chest suggestively.

"I can understand that you completely distracted me, but let's go in and look this over."

The passageway led directly into what we presumed was the control room. However, other than an oddly shaped and oversized couch, the room appeared empty.

"The ship is not configured for humans," Bob noted, "it will have to be modified to meet your needs."

As Rhys approached the area where the couch was, he felt a connection in his head, sudden disorientation as it felt as though he was being sucked into the ship. Then suddenly, data started feeding directly into his brain. Rhys could see/feel/hear the vessel, taste communications. Through its sensors, he could see air traffic, satellites, and even track the asteroid movement around Earth. Rhys could sense the ship's AI, and he felt it probing his mind, entering deeper as though exploring his innermost thoughts. His mind grappled with the sensations, the sudden multiplication of his senses.

Rhys felt as if he was being sucked into an information maelstrom. Data bits seemed to flow into and out of his mind. He began to panic as his sense of self was being subsumed into the AI data stream. Suddenly Bob was in his mind pulling Rhys back into himself.

"You will learn to control your merging with the ship's AI with practice; it is not programmed to interface with a human brain. I did not realize that could even happen, you were merging at a much deeper level than is standard for a pilot, even for a "One."

When I was able to think clearly again, Rhys let Bob control the pace as he reached for the shuttle's intelligence. The first touch was tentative this time as if something was asking permission to enter his mind. Rhys concentrated until he found the connection the AI was offering.

Bob kept the connection minimal allowing Rhys's mind to adjust to the AI. When he was ready, he pushed gently against the link. This time it was not so overwhelming, and Rhys could sense/feel/touch parts of the ship. Something was whispering in his mind, and he focused on that suddenly, seeing what he guessed was sensor data.

"Correct," Bob mentally nodded, now focus on the data streams one at a time."

Rhys mentally prepared himself, and then with Bob's help seemed to reach out with his mind and grab one of the data flows. The data stream seemed to instantly flow into his mind, the sensation almost sensuous. Then he was suddenly seeing actual information, the status of the engines, the weapons, the current configuration of the shuttle. "Bob, are you interpreting the data for me?"

"Yes, I am processing the raw data into something familiar and useful to you. I can adjust the data rates and processing to keep it manageable as you learn to control it."

Ok, he thought and reached out for another. Suddenly he was seeing the entire North American continent as if he was suspended up at the edge of the atmosphere looking down. All the air traffic was visible. Information flowed into his brain when he focused on one airline moving across the sky, course, speed threat analysis, and a selection of weapons he could use to engage.

Incredible, he thought to himself as his view shifted, and he seemed to be looking up from the ground. Rhys was seeing the same information but from a different perspective. Reluctantly Rhys pulled back, letting go of the data, and breaking contact with the AI.

"Hmm, If Sandy is going to be the pilot, we need to get her integrated as soon as possible, and we need to start to make this habitable."

"Mating with them speeds up the process. More of my essence is needed in your mates to fully awaken their symbionts. I modified you to inject them several times a day when I was not sure I would survive in you and needed alternate hosts.

"Several times a day?"

"Yes, you should make use of your increased abilities as often as possible to hasten the symbiotic development."

Well, that explains why I seem to have a constant hard-on.

"You need to learn your capabilities, as the One it will be up to you to ensure the development of those under your control."

Disregarding Bob's comments, Rhys brought his mind back to the ship's AI, just touching its surface. "Visual display," he ordered, and the ship's control room came to light. 3 D holograms sprang up, showing the status of all systems, weapons, provisions, as well as a holographic display of the southern USA and northern Mexico.

Sandy looked around in awe, "I can not wait to get my hands on this, when can I take control?"

"Bob said your symbiote is not fully awakened yet, and that must happen before you can interact with the ship."

"How do we do that," she said, then paused, "wait a minute, I remember Bob saying he modified you to be able to put him into us by sex. That means every time you come in us, our Bob's get stronger."

Amancia grinned and moistened her lips, "I think you need to come with us, it's time for dinner, and a special desert," she said with a sly grin.

"Let's see if we can wear him out," said Sandy, taking my arm and pulling me toward the shaft. I was hoping we had enough food in the kitchen as it looked like I was going to need my strength.

The girls did indeed wear me out, I put up a fight, but it was an unequal battle. They worked as a team, and Sandy's experience showed itself as they worked together to extract the maximum amount of cum from me. I gave as good as I got, but the 6^th time I ejaculated, I was down for the count. Sandy dropped off to sleep, but Amancia seemed determined to wring one more from me. However, I started snoring, so she gave up.

Rhys woke up to breakfast, steak leftover from last night, eggs, and pancakes. The girls crawled into bed deliciously nude while we ate. "Ladies," Rhys said, "I have had a lot of breakfasts, but this is the best one ever. Breakfast served by two beautiful naked women is a new and much-appreciated experience," he added as he leaned over and kissed Amancia's and Sandy's nipples.

They laughed, "it was the least we could do after last night," Amancia said with a smile. "You were an absolute beast in the bedroom."

"We tamed the beast though," Sandy said high fiving Amancia.

"That you did," I admitted, quickly finishing off the last of the meal.

"Let's talk about the plan for today, I want to start weapons training with both of you. We will see about setting up a rifle range below where we can shoot without worrying about our neighbors or an innocent wandering cow."

"Wouldn't do to shoot a cow unless you are going to restock our freezer," Sandy said, smiling.

"I could if I had to, but I think we should stick to store-bought food for now.

Also, I want to begin hand to hand combat training as well, especially for Amancia."

"What, I don't get to carry a frying pan," she said with a smile thinking about her favorite Disney story Tangled.

"A little big to fit into a purse, but we have new pistols now, but they are not really designed to be concealed. Bob and I will work on that today, it should not take long. I do not want anyone going out alone or unarmed. I imagine the bad guys know we were not in the house by now, and they missed us on the way here. Bob?"

"There have been numerous inquiries concerning the whereabouts of not only you but also Sandy and Amancia. It is not possible to tell which ones are legitimate and which ones are from the Om's creatures, or hired guns as you would call them."

"So, the Om would not come after us themselves?"

"No, they will use humans they can pay or otherwise corrupt as long as the Om think they are just facing other humans. However, if they find out this base exists, they would attack if they have the resources. Remember, the Om are cut off from outside help as well. I do not know what resources they had prepared to fight Jake. It could be a full base such as this, or it may have been a few operatives that are now stranded."

"So, we mainly have to be prepared for human opponents?"

"Yes, until they realize you are no longer just human. If the Om detects that you now have combat symbionts, they will attack with everything they have."

"What about our families," Sandy asked, "I called my mother the evening before we got attacked in Houston. Oh no, she said, do you think that is how they found us.?"

"It's possible," Bob said, "they will be monitoring all communications, you must not contact anyone connected with you again. The Om will surely know, and they now know for sure you survived."

"If they are looking for you and Amancia, they will already know about your families," Rhys said. "Better not to contact them for now, they are probably being watched."

"They will begin to worry about us when they don't hear from us."

"Better that they worry than bring them to the attention of the Om." Sandy and Amancia nodded, but Rhys could see the concern. He did not blame them; his own parents would also be worried, they had probably heard about his house by now, but they were used to him disappearing for long periods.

"Well, I guess we take things one at a time, and the first one is learning to shoot," I said, starting to get up.

"Uh uh, it's my turn for another breakfast," Amancia said, putting her hand out to stop me from getting out of bed. Sandy picked up the dishes and said she would meet us below, she was going to see if the printers or fabricators could do something about clothing.

"We ladies like to look good, and there is no reason we cannot look good while holding a gun." She said as she walked out of the room.

Sit on the edge of the bed, said Amancia with a very sexy grin, we are going to enjoy this. Rhys moved over, and Amancia crawled across the floor very slowly to move between his legs. She was magnificent and made that simple act very sexy with her submissive pose. Amancia knelt in front of him, looked up into his eyes, and put her hands behind her back. "Would you like me to suck your cock, sir," she asked in a sultry and submissive tone?

Rhys nodded, but before he could speak, something in his mind reacted with satisfaction to her actions, as if it was expected. Amancia's lips made contact with his cock even while keeping her hands behind her. She began licking using her tongue, rolling it around the head of his cock. Thank you, Bob, Rhys said to himself for the hundredth time as her tongue twirled around the head, before sweeping down the length to run softly around the length of his cock. Amancia looked up at him as she licked and then sucked each of his balls. Rhys looked in his mind for the little kernel of emotions that represented Amancia and was surprised to see it had grown.

It was easier to access, more complete, and something he might be able to manipulate. He let the emotions flow into his mind, it was a steady stream this time instead of a trickle. Amazing, he thought, he could almost taste her arousal. Amancia was indeed very aroused. Rhys could feel the strength of her passion. He wanted to just grab control but instead nudged it just a little. Rhys did not have much finesse, and it was like trying to push a ball a few centimeters but instead moving it ten. He Felt Amancia's arousal spike in response, and she moaned deeply and then moved her mouth up and pursed her lips as though to kiss the head, then suddenly took his cock halfway down her throat.

As he enjoyed the feeling of Amancia sucking him, he tried something a little different this time. Instead of pushing at kernel in his mind, Rhys instead gently probed, surrounding it, feeling how it reacted. The connection was more intimate when he did that, and judging from the sudden moans around his cock Amancia agreed.