Junction Pt. 01

The Marshal laughed, "Well if I had walked in on both of you naked in that room, I would likely be trying to hold a shotgun wedding. Not that it would be a smart idea given your military record. I was not told, yet, about the clog. Happens every year."

Jace started eating as the food hit the table. Helen did not know what to say about that. Jace looked over, "You said every year and you bought this place new 10 years ago?"

Helen sighed, "Would you please stop doing that? Looking into our backgrounds."

Jace nodded, "If I do, I won't mention it again. Sorry, it is a habit from my military days. Which ended yesterday."

The Marshal chuckled, "I was doing that to him and him to me in the car. I had his up on the screen. He has some kind of direct feed."

Jace nodded, "Cybernetic unit with a Weave connection."

Rayne looked at him, "I saw bandages with blood on them but I saw no scars on you."

Jace chuckled, "That would have required you to look at something other than my cock." He paused for her to finish turning red in front of her parents. "Now seriously. Before anyone goes and grabs bandages and runs a genetic test. He accessed his file from his data cache and display the page with his genetic makeup on it on their screen.

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Helen dropped her fork. Not at what was displayed but the Doctor's name. The same name on her husband's file. He went with career military, but they were in a protracted war at the time so it was a given. He retired a general and her as a major. She worked in the enchanters' section improving gear for those troops in battle.

She looked over the damage and worked to figure out what caused it to the armor or weapon to make it better or at least more resistant. She knew the man sitting across from her was like her husband, engineered to be a weapon. Another one they released onto the streets.

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Marshal Cooper cleared the screen and put his application back up and went to his service record section. He focused in on 'Mastro97A asset.'

Richard looked across, "I know what that means, as does she. I have never seen 'asset' associated with that identifier but you're sitting here in good health and surviving one Mastro97A mission would be an accomplishment. I figured they had several to list you as an asset they can recall."

Jace looked over, "You know I could never confirm anything you just said."

The Marshal nodded, "They stuck that in there to let the Marshal Service know you could be recalled if something came up. I have to ask, how is that she-devil Sylvia?"

Jace laughed, "I have often thought of her and the devil's bargain I made with her. The details of which are restricted...mostly, but if you know her like I know her you know what she likes to deal in."

The Marshal nodded, "Yes, genetic material. She was trying to create the perfect soldier. They more than doubled some of the percentages in you from when I went through her little program. One they cut way back upon, Species 874. Some they added, like troll and giant. They must have found something wrong with you to just let you go, but still, they kept you on as an asset."

Jace threw his file back on and threw up the last page for 'defects.'

Helen gasped, "You could live a thousand years without a life extension. To have that resource available in case something ever arose would be a significant reason. Helping to get you into the Marshal service would keep your skills sharp. Especially in the wilds."

Jace sat back, "Great cooking by the way. You have got just about everything I would or could release to you. Way better than military food."

Helen looked at him, "I know that viper of a woman. I should say knew of her. She likes to get inside your head, it took him a decade to get her to stop. We guessed another came along who took her interest."

Jace got up and found the door for the basement. Helen asked, "Where are you going?"

Jace called up, "Finding out what is going on with your plumbing."

He turned on the lights and ran the specs for the house and found a discrepancy. "This design originally had one bathroom with a tub in the room next to it, but nothing in the one Rayne uses. You or the builder changed it. To have separate showers and toilets in both rooms.

That created an issue for them. They likely did not tell you it did. They used 90-degree connectors to connect the wastewater into this section of the pipe and avoid a support beam. They should have done 120-degree connectors into the pipe and ran separate pipes for both those bathrooms.

Have them merge into this main pipe which is another bathroom...no laundry room according to these specifications. They would have needed to increase the pipe size by 50 percent to connect into it that but it would be the same size as the pipe leaving your home. That would fix your problem."

He stuck his hand back. "The two blueprints what they did versus what they should have done are on your screen in the kitchen."

She looked down just as he summoned on his armor. He grabbed the lower pipe and the one going to the laundry room. He put in telekinetic walls in the pipes and then a third from the upstairs drain which he pushed all the way out into the main pipe. He released the two pipes.

He looked back over as he stored his armor. "My evoker gloves are built into my armor. Your pipe is clean. Not cleared. Clean. That upstairs one anyway. I outlined for you what needs to be done in the future if you need to get it taken care of."

Jace walked up the stairs and Helen backed up to let him back into the kitchen area. She looked at Jace, "Thank you for clearing it."

Jace nodded, "I figured it would cut down on the nocturnal visits required. Not necessarily those that are desired."

The Marshal chuckled, "Well what you saw of her must-have appealed to you to be flirting with her so openly about it."

Jace nodded, "If she asked to join me in bed last night I would likely still be in bed and would not have gotten any sleep."

Rayne was still eating but has dropped her fork. Her hand was shaking as she grabbed a drink before responding, "Awfully presumptuous of you."

Jace smiled, "I told you I am a light sleeper. That meant I could hear your father snoring in his room, every creek, or moan from the home...or any other source in-between. It is not that presumptuous of me."

She turned 12 shared of red and her father just laughed at her, "She obviously saw something she liked in the mix."

Rayne looked at her father, "His cock has scales on in. It piqued my curiosity. That was all." She went back to eating.

Jace smiled as he walked past her, "For last night."

Helen broke out laughing at that as her daughter coughed on her food from being caught off guard by his comeback. Rayne went even redder at that as her father joined in the laughter. Rayne was at a loss of words.

Jace called down, "Will I still be here tonight, or should I grab all of my things?"

Marshal Cooper stood up and went to the bottom of the stairs, "You might be with us for a few days while we deal with the local office and getting everything set up. I am sure my boss will have questions. Just grab your weapons. Given your day yesterday, I am sure they might come in handy."

Jace chuckled and came down with his bag. "I have a shirt, pants, and socks to wash. If I could get you to slip these in. I only have two sets of clothes. I was interrupted shopping at the mall."

Richard looked at the bag, "You don't need your bag."

Jace smiled, "Between Ki containers, ammo, gold, confiscated weapons that need to be checked, and receipts to pick up a couple of big items from the mall docks shopper's window. I do not have much. I bought this coat, a hat, and some survival gear. That was when I went to the bathroom and loaded up my second quiver with spare ammo. I got interrupted coming out of the restroom. He came with a stun gun and a couple of Cobra handguns. I had the Judge already pointed at him when I found the first warrant."

The marshal nodded, "You do that with everyone?"

Jace looked over, "Thus far, yes. I even got one of our elven generals terminated, after I proved he was corrupt. I will meet you at the car and give you and your family time to talk for a few minutes. I will turn on music. At least what you call music to give you some privacy from my hearing."

The Marshal laughed as Jace went into the garage. Richard turned to his daughter, "I know you have to get to work. Do not be surprised if I bring him by later. He is going to need something comparable to what he is wearing at a minimum in armor but designed for living in the wilds."

She looked at her father, "That armor has camouflage and magic reduction properties to it. That was one of the last if not the last sets of that armor I enchanted for them. I have better but it is only legal to law enforcement and military as you know.

Which is why I am surprised he has that. I had to get that exception to build yours. For when you have to head out there. Along with that amulet to store it that mother created for you years ago and he already has one of those. Whatever he did in the military he is gifted as what he does."

The Marshal chuckled, "Makes you wonder how gifted."

Rayne turned red as the Marshal continued. "I can only hold him so long before they send him out there. If you are interested and plan on following him out there you better come to terms with how you feel and what he might be looking for."

She sighed, "He has not contemplated a social life. He has never had that luxury he stated. His work would give some people pause as well. I know he is a talented warrior. That it was him on that giant's back."

Helen looked at her daughter, "Maybe that is something you can help him with. I had to help your father with some of that after coming out of CGR. As far as breeding stock goes, that man is as close to a prized bull as you are going to find. You seem to have made an impression on him."

Rayne knew her parents were wanting her to get out on her own, preferably with a husband but a boyfriend would do if it was the right man. Her parents just told her it was the right man.

She had already started planning her seduction of him in her head last night. Jace blew that up at the breakfast table. He all but told her he heard her masturbating. She turned red and headed upstairs. "I will consider it, strongly."

She got her things and headed back downstairs as her father left. Her mother was waiting for her. She sighed, "That woman had a contract on your father to collect semen samples every 6 months for 10 years. She was a one-woman breeding farm. Even though he was married to me he had to fill up cups and her twice a year. Best to know what his obligations to her are going in."

Rayne was shocked, "Did father tell you this before you married?"

She nodded, "A few months after we started dating; he tried to get her to stop it and she refused to release him from the contract. We had planned to wait for it to be completed. My father was a little more 'old fashion.' He wanted to see the courtship before sending his daughter off with a husband before he died.

We obliged him and married earlier than we had planned because he did not have as long to live. He refused to extend his life any further. Your father still had to fulfill that awful contract. We were in the service of course, and he had 6 years left on that contract when we married."

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Jace pulled out the crystal, "This road long?"

Richard nodded, "We should be on it for another 10 minutes, why?"

Jace nodded, "No lights?"

Richard nodded, "True."

He pulled out his sterilization kit opened up his eye and removed the container with the crystals. He sterilized the new one good before adding it into the array. He then pushed it back far enough for it to catch and lock into place. He looked at the one crystal, "My connection into the Weave. I just replaced it with one with a 50% dragon on it for tracking. Cut down on Sylvia trying to get into my head...again. Thank you, Marshal Cooper."

Richard looked over, "When it is just the two us call me Richard or Coop. Everyone at the station will call me Coop if they are a marshal. I have been in your shoes. You held to a contract with the bitch?"

Jace chuckled, "Only one she has to fulfill with stiff penalties. I cannot prove it but I think she killed 1 of the 2 women they had me mating with. I put in steep penalties if the other one dies."

Richard sighed out, "You got off lucky, she had me by the balls for 10 years as she collected samples. I filed a complaint but it did no good."

Jace chuckled, "She collected 6-8 samples in a cup from me ever 3-6 months. Not counting what I shoved into her or onto her. She did not like it when I shot it all over her. She found it debasing. I did it twice because she pissed me off and wanted to emphasize my displeasure with her.

One was shortly after the one woman died. I did it to her 4 times that visit; twice from each hole. Just coated her in semen and kept going. The second time was the last visit where we set the final terms of our contract together for the other woman.

I repeated it and did it twice from each hole and ensured I shot it off into her hair as well. She needed a shower when we were done. I left upgrades Jess would get from gear I left her. Stuff I did not trade in but had to be installed.

An account for her with some DC's in it. I am listed as the secondary on that account. I reminded her that what she wore was sticky but it was not red or hers, yet. Told her not to fuck with me."

He paused for a second, "Just transferred in 80,000 DC's into that account. I also paid for her freedom from the woman's clutches before I left. I set a 5,000,000 DC policy on her survival from her own account. Held for the next 50 years if anything happens to her. She likely set up an insurance policy on her for 10 times that.

In case she 'accidentally died' she would be out nothing, mostly. Enough funds though it would piss off the Royal Family as she made me an entitled individual. I gave Jess time to live a life if possible.

Jess was not interested in extending her life or having more children. She did not blame me, she was and is a lesbian. She was born into the program just as I was. I called her Jess or Jessica. It was better than 'subject.' With a number."

Richard nodded, "Been there. How did you set up an account for her?"

Jace nodded, "She has an ID now for Jessica Winters. We took to tracing messages on our bodies under the sheets. I set up some hand signals for her as well. Nothing standard.

The last name gave her another City-State to look to move too if she got into trouble. I chose it for her, but it was one of 4 we considered for her. I told her the money would be there. My 'mission' for day one was to put 80,000 DCs into an account for her. 10,000 DC's for every child of mine she carried. She can track it. She sent a message to the dropbox. 'EM2.5 SDA SYN 80 days.' Emancipation 2.5 months. Saw deposit in the account. Saw you on the news. She acknowledged the amount in the account. A day being 1,000 DCs."

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Sylvia walked into Jessica's room. "I lost contact with Jace, yet he sent money into your account. Then you sent that cryptic message to a dropbox. I want to know if you heard from him?"

Jess shook her head, "No contact from him to me. Just checked my account balance, as you know already. As you monitor everything I fucking do."

Sylvia sighed, "I will contact the Royal Palace and find out what is going on."

Sylvia got on her comms to the Minister of Defense, "I lost contact with Jace."

She heard back as the Minister of Defense chuckled at her, "He upgraded his comms to 50% dragons. He is not hiding from the Royal Family, his tracker is still working, and we got him lined up with a job with the Marshal Service. You saw the news feed from last night?"

She checked them and rolled her eyes, "One day out and he has over 480,000DC?! I hope you took care of whoever it was that was hunting him."

The Minister of Defense chuckled, "Over 400,000DC's as he just transferred 80,000 DC's to Jessica Winters. Jace is alive and well. Soon to be gainfully employed with the Marshal Service. Will keep his skills sharp for when and if we need him. You gave us a nice long-term asset and we want him happy.

If upgrading his comms is a problem for you then you will just have to contact him through a mutual means of communication. Now you keep that woman free and alive, yes, we know of your contract. We do not want him going off the rails because another anti-rejection drug or accidental hit and run occurring again, like some of your other subjects. Do not fuck with the Royal Family with this one."

Sylvia sighed, "I will set her up with an apartment she can afford and take her clothes shopping personally when she is released. With the 80,000 DCs he sent to her she can get a decent place. He cares enough about her that he wants her safe.

Yet nowhere near him. She had confessed she was only into women and plans on no further children or male visitors in her bed. She told us she was a lesbian before the first time she was required to breed with him.

She was livid for days before and after the first time. She just wants to live a normal life; unmolested by me, males, or the military. She was ecstatic that she would not be breeding anymore when he was released yesterday.

She will be fitted with a monitoring chip; as required by that contract. She dies and it will transfer automatically. I will endeavor to keep that from happening but the city is the city and the wilds are worse for the criminally inclined. I will give her options on how she wishes to proceed."

Sylvia ended the call. She now suspected she knew what else he bought from Bill Ross yesterday, else he got it from a bounty. She could not say as both were just as likely. She put a message into the dropbox. 'Jace, Sylvia if you had to guess. I know you upgraded comms. I cannot totally blame you. I need to know how to get in contact with you as I work to ensure Jessica's safety when she leaves this facility.'

A message appeared in the box, "You just did. All you need for now. I needed to clear my head so I could focus on my future instead of my past."

She groaned, "A damned dropbox."

Sylvia walked back to Jessica's room. Jessica had read the exchange and smiled. "When you get out, I will work to set you up with an apartment and take you clothes shopping. We need to decide how to handle your personal security for the next 50 years. You do not want me or the military but you will need someone."

Jessica looked at Sylvia, "When I am a month out, I will set myself up with a home or apartment that I choose. Not you. I will work with obtaining my own security and having my residence monitored; with all relevant areas of my home being funneled to an off-site server off of the Weave. I will not be a prisoner and I will live my life far from you and your fucking fucked-up facility. It is time for my work out on the treadmill."

Sylvia walked out and monitored that dropbox. Jessica was so happy she sent a simple pre-planned message, 'SD SD SD!'

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Jace walked into the Marshal's building when he got the message and smiled. He looked at Richard. "She sent me the message that the shoe has dropped. Meaning Sylvia knows she is screwed if she fucks with Jessica. She knows I upgraded comms and she can contact me through a dropbox and that is all for now. I have the bitch out of my head."

Cooper chuckled and sent a message to his wife, "She has no hidden contract on him. He has a very public one on her. The shoe is on the other foot. He managed to play her from what I can see. Send word to Rayne, no issues like what we had."

Helen sent back a big smiling message, "Sent and received. I knew there was something I liked about him. Talk to you when you get home."