Realms of Eden: B4 - First Battle

Kelsey looked at the screen and started to giggle which made the other two look at her in horror. "Blonde woman, fairly tall, got a nice butt?" she asked.

Thelma looked at her in disbelief, "Yes, how did you know?"

"Looks a bit like her."

Kel rewound the vid cast to show a blonde woman being hurried by a military uniform to a hover jet as the commentator said, "the shots were fired as an unidentified woman was ushered onto the military jet shortly before it took off at high speed for an undisclosed destination. It is not known if anyone on the jet was killed or injured in the gun fire that apparently was only captured accidentally by a passing pedestrian.

"The man who wished to remain anonymous said that he was filming a hover that was flying erratically beside the airport that eventually crashed in a fireball on a deserted section of the old Bruce Highway. The gun battle was captured in the background and he did not get a good look at the people getting on board. Coming up --"

Kel stopped the replay and looked at the two women on the bed.

"Thank you Mr Niven!" yelled Jennifer as she and Thelma broke into joyous smiles hugging each other closely.

Kel looked at the pair and shook her head, "Bloody women!"

Jennifer and Thelma laughed even harder at her bemused face.

There was a security team stationed around the Go-go mobile as the two privates carried the stretcher holding Sydney with Jo and Xavier monitoring him as they walked alongside it. Captain Richardson walked in front his weapon held loosely in his hand as Corporal Kinsdale took up a rear position covering their retreat.

"Move it folks and no-one gets hurt," said Richardson as he eyed the security team.

One of the women went for her holster. He shot her in the hand and levelled his gun at the rest of them. Kinsdale was quickly beside his Captain, his laser rifle's sighting beam showing square in the forehead of the leading guardsman who had also dropped his hand to his weapon. "Don't even think about it matey," said Richardson. The team stood down and Richardson suggested that they pick up that dickless wonder and get her to a medic.

Kinsdale's sights never left the group as they hastily picked up the moaning woman and half dragged half carried her back to the doorway that Richardson and his men had just come through.

Richardson nodded to his corporal and told him to watch the door as Jo and Xavier got their precious cargo strapped in and secured. "Ok fellas it will be a bit of tight squeeze but if one of you don't mind holding Jo on your lap we should be pretty right!"

Jo grinned. "Come on Richo won't be the first time I have sat on your lap, it can be like old times in Brissie!" Looking down at the man who was still out cold on the floor of the craft. "Even got the same company."

Keith Richardson laughed at the memory. He took a seat at the back and Private Ben Jones, who formally introduced himself to Jo, sat beside him and was quietly grinning as Jo adjusted the straps to secure him into his seat. She flirted shamelessly with the young man ensuring that he got a good look down her top as she did more adjustment than was strictly necessary.

Next Private Wilbur Donnelly was introduced to Jo and she set him up on the command seat next to the stretcher and just behind Xavier's seat. The two women fiddled with his harness and the young man blushed furiously as Xavier coyly told him she didn't mind him looking.

Keith Richardson laughed out loud and said to Jo, "I think you girls are going to educate this lot far more than I ever will!"

Jo giggled and said, "Now we are really back in Brissie I was a teacher of a young man there then!"

Strangely a tear appeared in her eyes and Keith Richardson gave her a warm hug. "Come on we know he's going to be alright Cue Ball said so. Now let's get strapped in and get you lot home!"

Richardson sat in the rear chair beside Ben and with Jo on his lap pulled the straps around him and his passenger. Xavier fussed around the both of them and Jo giggled at her shameless display. "Tart," she whispered.

Xavier kissed her deeply and said, "Hold on guys and girls!"

"Come on Simon," she called to the young corporal. "You're small enough to squeeze in on the floor beside Syd. I would love to have you up here on my lap but as you can see there really isn't room for two!" She giggled maniacally as his eyes nearly popped out of his head as he saw her spread legs revealing her glistening vagina.

Hastily he jumped in and sat on the floor as Xavier donned her helmet and checking that Jo had hers on started the powerful motor. Jo pointed out a couple of tie down straps to Simon Kinsdale and he nodded his understanding as he slid one leg and one arm into the loops. "Xavier all secure," said Jo into her helmet. "Just take it easy home girl. I don't know how far the Majestic is but we got a fair load on and Syddy does not look well!"

"Don't worry baby we will get him home safe. Alfred reckons he's got a cure!"

The craft took off steadily without any noticeable strain and Xavier heard Jo's delighted squeal, "Let's Go-go home!"

She turned the craft in the direction of the port and soon the craft was speeding out over the ocean.

"Jo the homing beacon is on I am going to let her take us home by herself and have a little nap," said Xavier into her helmet link.

Jo nodded and watched the woman comfortably lean against the full shielding she had activated around the craft and doze off.

Keith Richardson asked Jo what was happening. With a playful wriggle of her bottom in his lap said, "Sleeping." Clasping the man's hands around her waist she leant back against him and soon dropped off as the Captain held her close.

Penny Rogers felt herself placed gently on a long couch in the hold area of the hover jet and rolled over onto her stomach. Soft hands peeled her slacks down her legs and she helpfully tried to lift her hips to allow them to be stripped right off her and found that the effort hurt considerably more than she thought it should. "Relax," said a kind, female voice above and behind her and as she did felt a small sting as someone pressed a hypo spray against her rump.

She no longer felt the hands but there was a little bit of push and pull going on and she heard a piece of metal get dropped into a tray. She heard the sound of plaster tape being pulled off a reel and then someone pressed down on her a couple of times.

A hand patted her on the back and a male voice said, "Don't try and sit down without some soft cushions under your bum for a few days and you should be right as rain." She nodded and was grateful when she felt a blanket placed over her and a pillow was slid under her head. Almost immediately she drifted off to sleep.

Penny had only been asleep for a few minutes when the noise of the jet's engines changed and she realised that they were coming into land somewhere. "Where are we?" she asked.

The kind female voice from before said, "Brisbane, we have to drop something off and let us passengers out."

Remembering the tough looking corporal, immediately her stomach heaved. Amazingly a bucket was placed beside her as she threw up the lunch she had permitted herself midway through the afternoon in a hacking rush. A wet towel and a glass of juice were passed to her when she was finished. She found herself touched by the woman's thoughtfulness. Looking up she thanked her.

"Don't thank me sweetie, thank Cue Ball. He gave us everything we needed right down to the juice you normally drink. Beats me how the man knows so much!" the woman said with a bright smile.

Before Penny could ask anything further a man came and sat beside her on the couch. As she tried to sit up to make room, he smiled kindly at her and said, "No need Penny I am getting off soon. But I have a gift for you to give Sydney when you see him."

He passed her a black cylindrical container that felt warm in her hands. "I expect I will be catching up with you soon but he will need them before I get there so make sure you keep them safe my dear."

She promised and looking around for her bag was surprised when the doctor held it up in front of her face and taking the container held it up to the light. "Oh and don't worry about it breaking or anything, titanium," and he tapped the outside quite hard before he stuffed it into her bag.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Oh sorry I thought you knew me. Goodness everything else about this little jaunt has been known from the start I didn't think of that part. I am Dr Patrick Evans and over there is my nurse, and my wife, Jane."

"How do you do Penny," came her voice and it was the same kindly voice that had been speaking to her throughout the journey.

"And just who the hell is Cue Ball?" was her next question.

The kindly doctor smiled and said, "We don't know. He just knows when to show up and direct traffic, so to speak, and we go in the directions he send us. But tonight was a little bit special, bullet wounds, being sick and unfortunately a dead body. Oh and he did ask me to give you a private message." The doctor's eyes gleamed a little mischievously as he looked down on the pretty girl, "He said tell her that Thelma and I will kiss it better."

Penny almost choked on the juice she was sipping as the old man gave her a quick pat on the shoulder and stood to leave as the door to the hover opened.

She briefly saw the lights of the airport before she fell into a drugged sleep.

Sydney's eyes rolled in his head and spectral images of wolverines, hover jets, bullets, Xavier and Jo, Dr Evans, Penny's firm backside and exploding houses jumbled through his mind. He tried to concentrate on something, anything, to still his confusion as the whole lot merged and separated until finally he just tried to relax.

It worked he smiled to himself, wasn't that what she was always trying to teach him and a vision of green eyes and blonde hair floated to the surface then shimmied away. He reached out with his mind, heard himself talking on the phone, several times, as he made arrangements that he didn't quite understand but somehow knew that they were important.

Then he seemed to float away and in fury he struck out at some unseen target. When he looked down in his hands he saw a weapon and on the ground in front of him two dead pilots. One a pretty brunette, the other a hard faced man. He did not know either but he knew that they had to be killed. He walked past a sleeping form covered by a blanket on the seat inside the steps of a huge hover and palmed the door closed. The next thing he knew he sat at the controls as the big bird screamed into the air and away towards the rising sun.

Paul awoke with a start hearing something tapping at the cabin window from the outside and decided that he was imagining it. The tapping came again this time he awoke completely seeing a man's shape distinctly silhouetted against the curtains covering the window. He got up from beside his sleeping wife and Lissa and quietly headed to the doorway.

"Paul," said the figure in the shadow, "get your team together and head to this location." A piece of paper was passed to him with a set of co-ordinates written on it. When he looked up the figure was gone. He looked over the deck and up and down the walls, but there was no sign of anyone.

He looked over to the next balcony and saw Thelma standing in the moonlight. She was naked, her bright green eyes turned towards him and when she smiled her teeth clearly showed in the semi-darkness. "I think he meant now Paulie."

He whispered back, "You saw him too, who was he?"

"When Cue Ball asks you just do, now get your team up and ready Paul. Oh and you will need a few things from me. I will meet you downstairs in fifteen."

He nodded and watched her return to her cabin.

Fifteen minutes later Bonnie, Paul and Anne-Marie where dressed to fly and Thelma met them on the aft deck as they rolled their machines out in preparation for departure. Thelma handed Bonnie a pillow and a bag containing some clothes. She gave Anne-Marie a container of sandwiches and a thermos and finally turned to Paul and gave him a hot kiss and a small package. "Painkillers," she informed him. "Bring her back safe Paulie I owe her some butt kissing!"

He nodded and donning his helmet gunned his motor and with a quick wave Blue Team streaked into the sky.

Thelma turned back towards the man that had emerged from the shadows behind the other machines parked in the hangar. "I cut it a bit fine T I am sorry."

The woman whooped with laughter and threw herself into his arms and blocked any further words from him with her mouth and shortly thereafter with the rest of her body.

"Alfred," a voice called in his cyber space palace. Alfred checked his interfaces to the outside world and saw no-one calling him. "Alfred!" the voice came more insistently and the cyber man stared in absolute shock as a black haired dark-blue eyed man stood beside him in his space.

"How the hell did you get in here and more to the point why are you here!" the green man asked in shock.

"Sorry Alfred but your potion didn't work. You have to try something else and you have about an hour before he gets here." The dark-blue eyes were gone.

Alfred called up his retrieval programs and tried again. His whole world had just been turned upside down and now he was very worried. He kicked himself as he saw that he had missed a minor symptom. Re-setting his parameters he set the retrieval programs to work hunting through every medical and botanical database he could reach. Some of them were not in Oceania either and he hoped that something would turn up in the hour he assumed he had left.

Penny Rogers dreamed: a black haired dark-blue eyed man was kissing her hotly and crying on her shoulder about leaving her behind and nearly getting her killed. She didn't care about the killing part but some more of that kissing would be just fine thank you very much her body told her. She tried to roll over and drag the man down to her heated tits and oh my goodness so hard nipples but he stopped her.

With a small heave and a quick slide he re-positioned her over his body and provided the firm surface of his muscular chest and abdomen to lie upon. This was nice she thought dreamily as the man beneath her was hard and she felt him pressing nicely against her stomach. She tried to open her legs to nestle her warming pussy down upon the hardness that strained against her, but was forced to cease her movement when a stinging pain occurred in her damaged rump. He told her to stop it. "All in good time," he said as he kissed causing her to become saturated.

Then he was gone and she slept on smiling in her dreams again as his soft deep voice continued to speak calmly to her.

Paul consulted the map on his console and saw that the red dot that was his destination was less than 100 kilometres away and he called his team to ensure they concurred. Bonnie and Anne-Marie gave him a thumb's up as they streaked through the dawn sky beside him and he returned his attention to the puzzling visit.

There was definitely something familiar about the man, almost as if he knew him. However, he gave up the thoughts when he saw that he was just fruitlessly speculating and resolved to tackle Thelma about it when he got back. A small beep in his ear told him that they were less than 20 kilometres from the target and he called his team to throttle back and prepare to do a scouting run before they closed in on the target proper.

The target area was a deserted sandy island roughly half a kilometre across. Nothing was on it except a sleek hover jet that was parked with its rear door open and the steps down. Paul told his team to cover him and he brought his craft down to hover in front of the vehicle and peered through the pilots windows. Nothing stirred, the seats were empty.

He moved his craft around to the open door and a blonde haired woman stood staring at him in amazement as he sat on his craft and stared straight back at her. "Is anyone else with you in there?" he called and she shook her head.

"But I do have a message for you, if you are Paul?" she called back.

He nodded.

"Get this girl's arse back to Thelma she needs to kiss it better, quote, unquote."

Paul almost fell out of his seat with laughter and set his machine down on the ground at the foot of the steps.

He signalled Bonnie and Anne-Marie to come down. The machines parked in a small semi-circle as the woman stiffly hobbled down the short flight of stairs and stood regarding her three rescuers. She pointed at the two women. "Which one of you is Bonnie?"

Bonnie smiled. "Don't tell me you have a message for me too!" she exclaimed.

The blonde head nodded. "Clothes and pillow for me?"

Bonnie nodded and passed the bag containing clothes and the pillow over to the girl then frowned as the girl reached into her bag and withdrew a black cylinder and handed it over to her. "Take it back to Alfred as fast as you can they're for Sydney to get better."

Bonnie gulped, grabbed the canister slid it into pants pocket and was on her machine and off into the sky in less than 10 seconds.

"Goodness!" said the woman, "I guess they are important for our little boy huh?"

Anne-Marie smiled at her. "Not so little anymore honey!" she sighed as she held her hands out about 300 millimetres apart. Flushing guiltily she extended her hand to the girl and said, "Anne-Marie."

"Penny," she answered and shook the proffered hand and that of Paul.

"Anne-Marie, someone promised me sandwiches and coffee would you have some?" Penny asked wistfully. Then turning to Paul with a small pout, "And some painkillers perhaps? My butt is really sore and not in a good way!"

Paul almost fainted and Anne-Marie laughed gaily at his shocked expression. Soon the girl was chewing sandwiches and drinking coffee with delighted relish as the painkiller Paul had injected her with gave her almost immediate relief.

"So who's taking me to the floating palace?"

Anne-Marie looked to Paul who said, "I guess I am cause that was what I was told to do!"

The girl giggled, "Well I just got to change. These pants of mine are wrecked." She turned showing them the large blood stain on the back of them as well as the gaping tear down the side of them, both Anne-Marie and Paul winced.

She stripped off her shirt and her large breasts topped with nut coloured nipples were delightfully on show as she picked the T-shirt out of the bag that Bonnie had given her. Penny wiggled her way into it giving the watching pair an unhindered view. Her head popped out of the shirt and she slowly let the shirt fall down over her breasts and down to her waist.

Bunching her hair back in a ponytail she quickly tied it with a hair band before looking at the pair again with a little embarrassment. "Um people I need a little help to get my pants off, I can't really bend much," she said softly.

The two were quickly in the sand at her feet and she held onto their shoulders as they gently removed her sandals. When she undid the button of her tight pants she allowed them to gently slide them down her legs. With a little more leaning she managed to get her feet high enough for each side to be out of the pant legs and finally off.

Paul found he was staring straight into the woman's pussy and catching Anne-Marie's face saw that she too was having a hard time not leaning forward and kissing the meaty flaps before her eyes.

The woman let them look for a long minute before she interrupted with, "Thanks be to whoever sent this!" She held up a wraparound skirt, slowly fastening it around her waist and let it drop into place cutting off the view. The skirt was just modest enough to hide her charms and she giggled as the two people at her feet risked a little peek again before they got to their feet.