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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: 53 Location: Las Vegas, Nv |
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I led Michelle across the huge pad and into a station door. An elevator left us on the command level and I led Michelle to the control room door. When I stepped into the large control room everyone was looking at me. Two angry Marines stood beside the door and their hands dropped to the pistols they wore. I looked at them, “I am Colonel Jason Drake. Those sting ships were not using transponders and locked us before firing. I doubt they were Marine sting ships and if you don’t remove your hands from those weapons I will kill you.” They looked at each other and their hands moved away from their weapons. I nodded, “Find the dispatcher that brought me down and detain him. Notify the Fleet Adjutant that he is to be charged with attempted murder and conspiracy to commit treason. He is to be held in close confinement until Dragon Intel can arrive and question him.” They nodded and started moving towards the dispatcher’s desk as I led Michelle towards the far doors and walked through them. General White looked up and his face went red, “You were to be arrested!” I smiled and opened my comm. “Peaches, connect to the system AI and have Dragon’s Claw relayed to every base.” “Accessing now Jason.” I shut the comm. off, “General White you are an incompetent ass. By my authority as Crimson Dragon you are relieved. Report to the Fleet Adjutant for assignment to Sigma.” His mouth had dropped open from the moment I had told Peaches to have Dragon Claw relayed. I turned and stopped with the door open, “Colonel Parker is your executive officer and is to be notified to replace you.” I walked out with Michelle on my heels. I opened my comm. again, “Peaches, notify system command that Crimson Dragon is in system and may be relieving officers.” I saw the two Marines across the room securing a struggling rating. I led Michelle back to the ship and grinned at the four Marines standing at parade rest at the edge of the pad. I stopped in front of them, “How can I help you Marines?” A Lance Corporal cleared his throat, “Top Sergeant Glendal and Top Sergeant Sampson ordered us to wait for you to return.” I nodded, “And did those fine gentlemen tell you who I was?” The corporal shook his head, “No sir, but Major Van Dyke said if a Dragon orders us to stand here, we damn well stand here until relieved.” I looked at each of them, “There’s a change coming gentlemen. It’s time for the Marines on this ball of mud to shine. You pass it along, Crimson Dragon is here and the shit is about to get deep.” They straightened and snapped to attention, “Sir!” I nodded to the station, “Dismissed.” I spun and led Michelle into the ship. She was laughing as I closed the hatch. I smiled as I headed up to the command deck, “You think that was funny?” She grinned at me, “As a matter of fact I do.” I shook my head and opened the door. Everyone was relaxing except Tinker. He was scowling, “Do you know what that asshole wanted to do?” I nodded, “I relieved him and told him to report for reassignment to Sigma.” George, Tinker and Brit howled with laughter as I slid into my seat. Michelle was looking at Silvia as she hurried to take her own seat, “What’s so funny?” Brit snickered, “Sigma is a frozen wasteland with a tiny station on the south pole. The average temperature is around minus two hundred.” Michelle grinned as Silvia laughed. I finished my checks and opened the comm, “Beta Seven control this is Cowboy’s Dream. We are lifting for transit to Alpha Central on an Imperial warrant.” “Copy Cowboy’s Dream, traffic is clear for a least time flight.” I glanced at Michelle, “It’s your ship Kitten.” She grinned at me and Tinker laughed, “Bringing the countermeasures to standby and bringing up the shield after we lift.” I glanced back, “Don’t jinks us Tinker.” He grinned, “Man the caltrop boss.” I smiled as I watched Michelle flick through her readout and begin to lift the ship on anti gravs. The power shifted on my readout as Silvia brought all the plants into the power grid. We turned and Michelle touched the main engines and we started gaining speed. I shifted the displays and focused on irregular signs. George cleared his throat, “Marine Intel dropped your EQ bag and a note from Molly. There was a Dragon code telling us Silver Griffins were insystem and headed in on a fast packet ship.” The sound of his voice made me glance back, “and?” He looked into my eyes, “Molly sent a note in a burn slip from a courier doing a private speed run.” I nodded and turned back to the display as Michelle reached ten thousand feet and opened the comm, “Alpha Central this is Cowboy’s Dream.” “Go ahead Cowboy’s dream.” Michelle changed a setting and changed course, “Alpha Central this is Cowboy’s Dream on approach at ten thousand bearing zero nine zero.” “Cowboy’s Dream this is a military base and access is restricted. Redirect to Beta Seven.” I opened the comm, “Alpha Central, check your Imperial Warrant list.” There was a pause before, “Copy Cowboy’s Dream, maintain course and speed.” I glanced at George, “Worried Molly and I are planning to run off with the silverware?” Tinker snorted and everyone else was quiet. George half nodded, “Something like that.” I thought about it and sighed, “Fair enough.” I looked back, “This is something private, it doesn’t leave this ship. It’s about Constance. Molly and I planned for her growth into a woman. Albert can’t officially acknowledge Constance learning about sex or any private liaisons she may have.” “Cowboy’s Dream, descend to five thousand.” Michelle absently slowed, “Thank you Alpha Central, descending to five thousand now.” I adjusted my scans, “Peaches?” “Yes Jason?” I smiled at Michelle as she started descending, “Can you access the burn slip?” “Give me a second.” “It is encrypted.” I grinned, “Try, Drake as the key.” “It’s unfolding.” “Jason, we used your old room since it was as close to a vault as we could get. Sorry, but I gave Constance some of your Rainbow Brandy. She said she forgives you by the way, of course she said that after she drank half the bottle. Jennifer and I sat down with her and made a few plans. She knows to talk to Jennifer to arrange any private time with her… boyfriends.” “I know how embarrassing this is for you but you have always been her confidant and friend. Hopefully we can arrange to come out for a visit and she can talk to you herself. Well, I need to get this off on a courier to catch up with your EQ bag. Watch yourself.” I sighed and relaxed, I checked the scan again in the silence. Michelle opened the comm. “Alpha Central we are passing the outer marker.” “Copy Cowboy’s Dream, slow and drop to one thousand.” An irregularity caught my attention and I brought the scans to active and locked onto the irregularity, “Passive targeting scan, change countermeasures Tinker.” When it flashed a missile lock warning, I fired, “Missile lock!” Tinker cussed, “their using our countermeasures to lock us!” I switched targeting to a new irregularity as Michelle opened the comm. “Alpha Central, we are being targeted.” Michelle opened the comm. again, “Passing the inner marker.” I sat back as six Marine ready sting ships lifted ahead of us and went active as they sped towards us on max acceleration, “Cowboy’s Dream this is Marine Dog one. Maintain landing profile, we’ll take care of the natives.” I smiled and opened my comm. “Watch your six Marine.” I continued to watch my display as Michelle slowed and opened her comm. “Alpha Central this is Cowboy’s Dream. Do you have an insystem pad?” “Take pad one Cowboy’s Dream.” I changed the magazine for the caltrop as Michelle turned the ship and slowed to a crawl, her hands danced over the readout and fed more power to the anti gravs. As we lowered towards the pad she glanced at Tinker, “Drop the shield.” She absently lowered the legs just before we began to settle onto the pad. She moved through the shut down sequence smoothly and I shut my readout down before turning to face the rear, “Well?” Silvia was grinning and Tinker nodded, “It was only a station departure and one short atmosphere flight but I’ll sign off on a class three.” I looked at George and he smiled, “You did great Kitten. I’ll cosign your ticket.” Brit nodded, “I’m not a pilot Kitten, but you did good.” Michelle was blushing and had a radiant smile. I release my seat and stood, “Okay. Tinker, you and Silvia have two days to find some engineer crews and place four more plants in cargo bay three. Tie them into the power grid. George, you and Brit find some cargo personal quarters and lock them down in the cargo bays. Make sure you get two reox generators and two sanitation units. Add a couple of extra water tanks and I guess you can look for class one rations, probable for seventy. I’ll need the charts beyond the belt out to Gamma Station.” I looked at Michelle, “You might want to get a change of clothes Kitten.” She grinned and Silvia and Brit both laughed as I headed towards my quarters. I stopped at the door and looked at Tinker, “See if you can, talk Dancer and Huntress into joining our party.” Tinker grinned, “You know they are going to give you hell.” I grinned, “I know, they are going to try to temp Kitten into bed too.” Tinker and George laughed and Michelle blushed as she opened her door. I looked at the large duffle on my bed and pulled a smaller bag from a storage cabinet. It only took a minute to sort through what I needed. I stepped back out to see Michelle waiting. When we climbed out of the ship, a small group of what looked like senior engineers were talking to Tinker and Silvia at the edge of the pad. I led Michelle across the huge pad to Tinker, “give Marine Intel a buz and a brief on our… Dragon Hunters.” He nodded and I continued to a base door with a young Marine guarding it. He came to parade rest with his assault rifle across his chest, “This is a restricted area sir.” I checked his uniform and nodded at the neat precise fit, “Input ID Crimson Dragon, Private.” He blinked and then turned to the pad on the wall. When he looked back it was with a relaxed look, “Thank you sir.” I nodded, “Stay alert Marine.” I led a smiling Michelle in and she cleared her throat, “Normally I go in the Cadet wing not the entrance to Marine country.” I smiled as I led her deeper into the Marines assigned area. I was watching the Marine emblems and turned in at the recon one. I headed straight for the company showers and Michelle only hesitated before followed me in. I grinned at her, “We’ll have a private shower next time.” I set my bag on the bench and began undressing. Michelle was blushing but she undressed and finally stood up straight, “Well?” I smiled, “You are as beautiful as a dream.” She grinned and stepped close to caress my chest and then the scars that marred it, “So are you.” I smiled and grabbed the belt with my Mark V and mono knife. I picked up the small shower bag and headed into the shower. She followed me to a corner where I hung the big pistol on a nearby shower head. I turned the showers on and pulled Michelle under the warm water. She almost purred as I held her and softly caressed her bare back. We had just finished shampooing our hair when the small group of Marines came in. I shifted closer to the pistol and then relaxed as a Marine came into the showers. He was a little older and almost shouted Senior Sergeant. The rest of them came in and just by the way they moved I knew they were new soldiers or chicks as older soldiers called them. Michelle was red faced and I was going to ignore them, when a loud belligerent one walked towards me, “These are Marine showers civy.” I glanced from him to the sergeant, “Don’t push it chick.” He growled and reached for my shoulder, “No civy is going…” I shifted and half turned. My left arm came up inside his and wrapped around before locking. I spun and released him, sliding in as he slammed into the wall. My left hand wrapped around the back of his neck as he staggered back. I slammed him back into the wall and looked at the other Marines as they started moving towards us, “Freeze!” I slid to his other shoulder, “I was doing this when you were playing in a sand box chick. You fuck with me again and I will teach you all about pain.” The Senior Sergeant cleared his throat, “Take your showers chicks, you don’t have all morning.” They glared at me as I released the Marine I held, but moved to the far end of the showers. I turned back to a white faced Michelle. I smiled and reached out to gently wash her and after a few moments she calmed down. I finished and let her wash me before we headed out to our bags. The Marines had already finished and were half dressed as we toweled off. Michelle started to get dressed and I reached in the bag for the soft but tuff under clothing and then the body screen. The Marines had been close to leaving. When they saw the body screen they stopped what they were doing to look at me. My pants and supple boots were next and then I unrolled the shirt and frowned as two ribbons fell out, “He knows I don’t like wearing these.” The front of the shirt held rows of small medals and ribbons and I sighed as Michelle looked around me, “He probable meant it as a message.” I grumped as I slipped it on, “I know that Kitten. It’s his way of telling me… never mind Kitten.” I put the two ribbons on and adjusted the one in the hallow of my throat before carefully placing the second in the center of my chest. I glanced at the shocked faces of the Marines as they snapped to attention. I put my weapon belt on and fastened the legs straps before picking up my beret, “Ready Kitten?” She smiled, “Waiting for you.” I slipped on the beret and grabbed the bag, “Carry on Marines.” It was worse then I remembered, they weren’t just saluting they were falling all over themselves to come to attention even while walking. I walked into the huge company bay and smiled as I headed straight for first platoon standing in formation. As soon as I walked up they locked to attention and the lieutenant in front turned to see who it was. Her eyes widen and then she leaped forward and embraced me, “Jason!” I hugged her and glanced back to see Michelle frowning. “We’re on display here George.” She released me and grinned, “Tuff.” She glanced at Michelle and then turned to her platoon, “Stand easy!” She grinned, “Marines, this flashy piece of Dragon is my cousin. I call him Jason; you will address him as sir. If you are smart enough to look, you will see several things different about his uniform. Ignore the Imperial Cross and the Dragon’s Heart. Someone give me an example that might make a chick think it was fake.” A fair skinned corporal leaned forward, “The flash! It has two borders and one is red.” I shook my head, “I really don’t have time George.” She glanced at me and raised her eyebrow. I looked around, “Michelle is my primary and we have Indians hunting Dragons.” She straightened, “What do you need?” I looked at her platoon, “Your Company. If you would comm. your Company Commander and have him join us.” I grinned as I looked at the corporal that mentioned my flash and then I looked at the whole platoon. “While we wait... I am Jason Drake, Colonel Jason Drake. As for my flash… There are only three Dragons alive authorized to wear Crimson on their flash. What else?” One Marine in second squad cleared her throat, “The color of your drop strips. One is right but the others…” I smiled as my eyes flicked around the area, “The drop stripes of Dragons differ depending on the company we drop in or engage an enemy in.” “But…” I grinned, “The first strip was as a chick in what was supposed to be a show of force. The blood red one was my first engagement in Crimson Company. As you know drop strips are displayed only by enlisted unless the officer first served as enlisted. The rest differ slightly because I was directed by Emperor Tenison to accept a field commission and became an officer. I dropped or engage with both gold and silver regiments after that, in many companies.” A short private in first squad leaned forward, “The color on the Dragon’s Heart ribbon is wrong.” I touched the ribbon in question, turning as a Captain and Lieutenant approached, “The blue speckled ribbon is called Dragon’s Honor. I am a living holder of the Dragon’s Honor which means at some point I took command of the Dragon regiments without being the commander.” The Captain stopped and George saluted him, “Sir, this is Colonel Drake.” She glanced at me, “Jason, this is Captain Olivia.” I smiled, “I have a mission for Recon, Captain. First, I need a squad for a couple of days doing close support. Second, I need you to deploy your Company to protect Duke Grey and his family. This is now a Dragon priority. This system is about to get crowded. You and your Company will protect the Duke until relieved by Silver Dragons. I will be relieving some of the senior officers in this system as a precaution. You are now an independent command until relieved and report only to me. Any questions?” He had been listening closely, “If you want us, then you expect trouble.” I nodded and glanced at Michelle, “The heir has had three covert attempts made and since she has been with me there have been several straight out attacks. Don’t under estimate them. On our approach to Saras we had three warships make an attempt.” He nodded, “Support?” I thought about it, “Take it with you and anyone you even think is acting wrong you truth scan.” He nodded and looked at the Lieutenant that had come with him, “Put the Company on alert. Tell the Top Sergeant we need immediate supplies for thirty days including our sting ships out of storage. We’ll need transport for the rest of the Company as well support staff. I’ll brief the platoon leaders in ten.” He looked at George, “Give him one of your squads and then have your people start packing.” He nodded to me and turned to walk calmly toward the Company CQ. I embraced George, “You be careful, trust your people and suspect everyone else.” I let her go and looked at her platoon, “Which is your best.” George grinned, “Third squad fall out and go with Jason.” I nodded, “Watch your backs Marines and don’t take any shit.” I nodded to George and looked at the Junior Sergeant leading third squad, “Right now I just need your alpha team but everyone needs their weapons. Don’t worry about packs, just combat gear. Have them stand to outside the Fleet Commanders office in five.” I turned a smile on Michelle before looking back at George, “By the way. Kitten here has told me that I am going to marry her.” My cousin looked at me and then at a blushing Michelle with a grin, “Good for her. Don’t take any guff Kitten.” I led Michelle away and down a busy corridor. I almost decided to use an express elevator but moved past it to a freight slide instead. Michelle moved close, “She looked… competent.” I laughed, “She doesn’t know it, but if Albert knows about her field promotion she is being looked at for recruitment into the Dragons.” Michelle grinned, “She didn’t look like she was in awe of you.” I grinned as I steered her off the slide, “That’s because she lived in base housing on Prime and saw me enough to know me as well as Molly and her children.” I turned into the wide hallway heading to the Fleet command center. There were two ratings with sidearms beside the door as we approached. They actually looked at each other and stepped out to stop me, “This is a restricted area, Fleet personal only.” I looked at both of them, “Do you recognize my uniform Petty Officers?” They looked at each other and I shook my head, “I am Colonel Drake of the Imperial Dragons.” Their expression was humorous and Michelle stifled a laugh from behind me. I sighed, “Input ID Crimson Dragon.” The older looking of the two turned to put it in and blinked, “You’re cleared to go in sir.” I nodded as the other rating opened the door. We walked in to organized chaos. I looked around and headed around to a wood paneled corner. A Senior Chief Petty officer sat at a desk beside a wood panel door. I didn’t even pause as I headed towards the door. He stood at my approach, “Colonel Drake?” I looked at him surprised, “You know me Senior Chief?” He grinned, “I was on your mother’s ship for a year as an auxiliary.” I smiled, “How long have you been stuck on the ground?” He grimaced, “To long sir.” I nodded to the door, “What do you think of Admiral Thomas?” He looked at the door, “He’s good. He has been going crazy for the last couple of months. Someone has been diverting supplies and your reports of unregistered warships has him ready to shoot someone.” I smiled and glanced at Michelle, “Senior Chief this is Ms Grey.” He grinned, “I know. Scuttlebutt says she’s going to marry you.” I shook my head as Michelle laughed, “You must have a bug on my ship.” He laughed, “You know how scuttlebutt works sir.” He glanced at the door, “If you’re looking for termites look a little lower. Admiral Jones is a good reminder. A lot of the officers Fleet had doubts about but passed truth scans got sent here.” My eyes narrowed as I thought of the recent system revolt by fleet officers, “Scandia?” He nodded, “We are also getting a lot of suddenly blank areas in the system scans.” I nodded and looked at Michelle before looking at the Senior Chief and setting my bag down, “Notify your door sentries that a recon fire team will be arriving and is to stand by and post themselves outside the doors. Keep an eye on my bag would you?” He nodded and reached for the secure comm. “I’m on it sir.” I reached out and opened the door into Admiral Thomas’s office and walked in. He looked up from reports on his desk, “Finished getting all the gossip from the Senior Chief, Dragon?” I smiled, “Including the scuttlebutt about Ms Grey and myself.” He grinned and waved to chairs, “I already have had fleet officers screaming from Asteria and General White from Beta Seven.” He sat down and I waited for Michelle to sit. I pulled out two small scan devices. One I slid across the desk and the other I activated. I watched the small screen and finally nodded to myself before putting it away. I looked at the Admiral as he frowned at the tiny truth scan, “You dragons didn’t believe me last time.” I smiled again as I sat, “If we were the ones that had doubts, you would be dead or retired.” He looked at me and I shrugged, “Fleet command is the one that made those decisions not the Emperor’s guards. The ones we caught, you know what we did to them. Now, tell me you are still loyal to the emperor and the empire.” He smiled and placed his thumb on the small screen and swore his imperial oath. I nodded and relaxed, “The Silver Dragons will be here within two weeks. One platoon will be here in less then a day. I just alerted Recon to protect the Duke and his family until Silver relieves them. I will bring this system under control one way or another. Now, under my orders, all officers from commander up are to be relieved and truth scanned in your presence. If any refuse or refuse to report, they will be place under close arrest.” I opened my comm. “Peaches?” “Yes Jason.” I looked at the admiral, “Begin Dragon Scales.” “Copy. Fleet AI is Davey and I have already locked Dragon Scales into his active memory.” I closed my comm. and cleared my throat, “Davey?” The voice that came out of the room speakers was a deep male voice. “Yes Dragon?” I kept looking at the Admiral, “Admiral Thomas is clear to add but not remove personal under Dragon Scales.” “Copy Dragon.” There was the sound of firing and I came to my feet. I spun towards the door with my pistol already in my hand. I was just coming through the door when the Marine Dragon channel opened, “Crimson Dragon this is Marine recon three one.” I started for the far door with Michelle behind me, “Go.” “We have a problem, one down with what looks like an antimatter warhead that has been over wired.” I shoved several people out of my way, “Don’t touch anything!” I changed comm. channels, “Tinker!” It was a moment before he responded, “Yeah boss.” I opened the hall door and scanned the scene before stepping out, “I need George with his demo tools. I’m outside Fleet Command with a rigged antimatter warhead.” There was only a slight pause, “On his way Jason.” I glanced back, “Dragon rules Tinker. Put Brit on his wing.” “Copy.” I glanced at Michelle and shook my head, “If you keep tagging along into danger you need a weapon.” She grinned, “I have you.” I smiled as I kept scanning and moved down the hall. The corporal and one other marine were further down the hall while the other three stood by the doorway. I stopped next to the corporal and looked down at the body of a service tech. I looked at the warhead spilled out of a case beside him. I nodded to the corporal, “Good job. I have a Dragon coming to take a look and disarm it.” She nodded and looked at Michelle as she knelt to pick up a new Mark VII. I smiled, “You might as well take the holster and put it on.” She nodded and did as I asked. When she stood up, I led her back towards the Fleet Command door. The two ratings were white faced as they opened the door. There was a small crowd around the doorway and I broke it up before crossing to Admiral Thomas who was talking to another Admiral. He glanced at me, “This is Admiral James. I heard his oath under truth scan. He’s the system Adjutant. Your Admiral Jones tried to escape and was shot.” I looked at Admiral James, “Dead?” He shook his head, “He was shot through the shoulder. I had him put in close confinement.” I looked at the door, “Davey?” “Yes Dragon.” I looked at Admiral Thomas, “Intruders are in the station begin constant explosive and intruder scans.” “Copy.” I checked around us and opened my comm. “Peaches?” “Yes Jason.” “Check Silvers comm. to see how far out the Silver Griffins are.” “Copy” The Marine dragon channel clicked open, “Crimson Dragon this is marine recon three one.” I smiled, “Go recon three one.” “We have a dragon here, code named Boomer.” I nodded, “Stay out of his way and do what he tells you.” “Copy.” There was a throat clearing sound and I shook my head as Michelle grinned. “Jason?” “How far out Peaches?” “Lt Carr said ten hours.” I nodded and looked at Michelle, “Priority Crimson Dragon Three. One squad is to relieve the recon company protecting the Duke and his family. One squad is to stay active in orbit for quick response. The other three squads are to split up and start checks of Dragon Scales. I need the lunar base checked for unregistered warships in their database.” “Copy.” I nodded to Michelle as I closed my comm. and then looked at Admiral Thomas, “Start checking your senior officers and also senior noncoms. Start your checks on planet and then work your way out.” He nodded and looked at Admiral James, “I’ll need a security detail.” I stretched and turned to Admiral Thomas’s office and my bag. I led Michelle to the door after grabbing my bag and opened it to see the team of marines near the door. Down the hall was George and Brit. She smiled as we came out and whispered something to George. He looked towards me and grinned and I knew he had already disarmed the warhead. I led Michelle out and George stood, “Standard warhead. It was over wired but no remote detonator or timer.” I nodded, “He must have planned to just shoot it then.” He nodded and laughed before covering his mouth. I frowned, I knew he thought the formal uniform shirt was hilarious, “Albert sent it. You know how he likes to rub my nose in the past.” Brit was grinning and George tried to look away so he wouldn’t laugh. I looked back at Michelle and she was grinning too. I shook my head, “Alright, I have the base AI doing random scans and checks. Put the Marines on alert and have them report through Brit if they find anything. I’m going to get a little sleep before the Griffins get here. I’ll be in my quarters in dragon country.” George grinned again, “Enjoy your suite.” I shook my head as I gestured to the marines, “An office, bathroom and sleeping room is not a suite.” I nodded to the corporal, “Two men in front, the rest to the rear. We’re going to Dragon country.” He nodded and put three men behind us and took point with a young looking private. He was a smart one and led the way using stairs and back hallways. Dragon country was always set up in the middle of the marine country. We stopped at the double doors edged with gold and silver. I moved forward and opened the doors with Michelle close behind me. The voice of the AI followed the appearance of a full body holograph. It looked like an armed Dragon pointing a rifle at me, “This is a restricted area!” I smiled, “I am Colonel Jason Drake. Code name Crimson Dragon. Confirm and go active on Dragon security.” There was a small flash of red light and the holo was gone, “Welcome Jason. I am Samantha, starting full Dragon security protocols now.” I nodded and gestured to Michelle, “This is my primary Michelle Grey. She is to be given full access to my quarters. The five marines with me are to be granted guard status as well as their relief when they arrive. The corporal will verify the relieving team.” I glanced back to see him nod and looked down the empty hall to see lights coming on. A doorway on the left lit up, “I have brought the guard quarters on line.” I nodded and started walking as I looked back, “use the monitors in the guard room. I’ve been up awhile and plan to get some sleep.” I led Michelle down the hall, the doors all had silver edges framing them. We came into a huge open area with three hallways leading away. Inside the huge area were half silver edged doors and half gold. There was a single large double door that was edged in crimson and I headed for it. I pushed one side open and turned right to open a door with my name on it. Michelle had followed along quietly and only spoke after my door was closed, “This is a little intimidating.” I grinned as I tossed my bag on the wooden desk and headed towards the door to the right. Michelle stretched when she saw the bed and then grinned, “It’s nice and wide…” I looked at her quickly and shook my head, “Not yet Kitten.” She sighed, “Are you going to make me beg?” I grinned, “You’ll live. Wait until I’m sure we have time and you’ll be safe if I get… distracted.” She grinned, “Well, I do plan to try to distract you.” I smiled and pulled her against me, “I know you do Kitten.” She laughed and pushed me back, “Take your precautions and let me get undressed.” I grinned and went back to my desk. The top flickered to life quickly and I scanned several items before putting it on standby. I went back to the bed and took my weapons belt off and then my shirt. I put my belt on the small stand beside the bed before removing my boots. I slid under the covers and next to Michelle with a sigh. She laughed as she put a leg over mine and snuggled against me with her head on my chest. For the first time in my career as a bodyguard I fell asleep and slept soundly. I snapped awake to the hiss of the door opening. I snatched my pistol from the holster desperately and pointed it at the shadowy figure as it touched the dim light panel. The room brightened slightly and I grinned at the stunningly beautiful women in the doorway, “How’s ranch life?” Huntress laughed softly as she crossed to sit on the edge of the bed. Dancer followed and put her hands on her mates shoulders, “Relaxing. Your daughter is getting to be a handful though.” I glanced at Michelle as she shifted at that, “Awake Kitten?” She hesitated and then lifted her head, “Yes.” I could tell she felt hurt and guessed why. I gestured to the two women, “These two are retired dragons. Their mates but be careful. They aren’t above talking you into bed with them.” I could see them raising their eyebrows and shook my head slightly, “They asked me to give them a child when they decided to retired. Well, provide the sperm. I wasn’t brave enough to try doing it the old fashion way.” Huntress and Dancer both grinned and Dancer held her hand out to Michelle, “It’s about time a real woman captured him, I’m Dancer.” Michelle was grinning as she took her hand. She was shocked when she was suddenly pulled over me and Dancer embraced her to give her a deep kiss. I shook my head as Michelle gasped and then laughed, “Well, that’s better then a handshake.” Dancer and Huntress laughed and Huntress came around and bent to kiss Michelle. I waited and she let a breathless Michelle go. I reached out to touch Huntress on the hand, “Thanks for coming.” She grinned, “What else is there to do on this mud ball?” Dancer nodded and I looked at her and shook my head, “I know better. Samantha is your life and I am putting you in danger.” I sat up and looked at Michelle before looking back at them, “What I need is someone to snoop into everyone around Duke Grey. Their trying to break away and have made it plain Kitten needs to be out of their picture. They haven’t done anything to the Duke or any of the family. They may be waiting until she is out of the way, but don’t bet on it. Someone in or near the Duke’s family is giving the orders. They have decided that Dragons are fair game so don’t get cocky.” Huntress nodded, “Got it boss.” Dancer smiled, “A favor for a favor?” I grinned, “Another girl?” They laughed and seemed to move closer to each other. Huntress touched Michelle’s hand, “A boy?” They looked at me and I turned to look into Michelle’s face. She smiled, “Do I get to extract the sample?” Huntress and Dancer both laughed and I shook my head. I gestured to the door, “Go. I have a company of Marine Recon’s guarding the Duke right now.” Huntress nodded and Dancer pulled her out before closing the door. I slid out of bed and pulled Michelle with me. I grabbed my weapons belt and headed out of the room. I thumbed the lock on my outer door and pulled a change out of the bag before heading towards my private shower. Michelle followed along grinning, “Now this is a private shower.” I grinned, “I don’t know why they made them this big either.” After we finished and were dressed, I checked the team of Marines and we headed out. I checked with Peaches and Davey while we ate in a Marine mess hall. We had just finished when a tall elegant woman in a Dragon uniform walked in and looked around. I smiled and waited while she crossed the room in silence. She grinned, “Hey boss.” I nodded to Michelle, “This is Michelle Grey.” She grinned again and nodded, “I know. Molly sent me a brief.” I shook my head and glanced at Michelle, “Kitten this is Lieutenant Carr, codename Sharpshooter.” Michelle smiled and nodded and I looked at Carr, “You got my message from Peaches?” She nodded and didn’t look happy, “Minus the four ships you reported we have two more destroyers, three cruisers and maybe even a battleship.” I shook my head, “How the hell did someone get a battleship?” She shrugged, “a system scan didn’t bring them up so they’re ghosting.” I nodded, “Keep the Duke and his family safe. That is your primary mission. Admiral Thomas checks out and is running his own truth scans. The fleet AI is called Davey and is monitoring for intruders. I’m heading out to Gamma station to meet Albert and Molly. Huntress and Dancer are loose and on the hunt. Watch your back, someone is hunting dragons.” She grinned a feral grin, “We may not be Gold but we are Silver Griffins.” I grinned back, “Just watch your back.” She nodded and I gestured to the sergeant and grabbed my bag, “Pad one sergeant.” He nodded and made a gesture before taking point. We barely made the common passages before something triggered my senses. I touched my pistol, “On your toes!” They came out of the offices and rooms along the passage. One minute we were walking and the next we were under fire. I shot two men as I pushed Michelle behind me, “Clear the room on the right flank!” The six marines were kneeling as they returned fire and one absently shifted and fire a shaped shrapnel round through the door. Michelle had her pistol out as I pulled her towards and through the doorway that should have been clear. I stepped through the door and reactions took over as I shot the three men that appeared. I pulled Michelle into the room, “Clear!” The Marines rushed in but two were down in the hall. I knew better then to stay in the room and moved to the back. I kicked a body out of my way and then kicked the access panel for the service tunnels. It took a couple more kicks and then I pulled the broken panel out. I used a shadow remote mirror from my sleeve to check inside the tunnel as I opened my comm. I used the dragon override freq, “This is Crimson dragon. We are being attacked in Marine country by the common corridor through supply and logistics. I am taking the service tunnel heading towards the pads. Tinker, go to alert status, Sharpshooter, get clear and secure the Duke.” I nodded to the sergeant, “One in front and the rest behind.” He nodded and gestured to a corporal. She spun and crossed quickly to duck into the tunnel and turned left. I waited a few seconds and then followed with Michelle behind me. The rest of the marines were quick to follow. I signaled to the corporal at the first intersection and she nodded before crossing. At the next she glanced back and I signaled for a turn. It was a longer section of tunnel before we came to another intersection. At this one we turned and found ourselves at the back of a panel. The corporal didn’t pause and kicked the panel out. She rolled out and then a moment later she signaled for me to follow. The room wasn’t that big and we filled it when the rest of the team came into it. I used the shadow remote mirror as she cracked the door. I checked both ways before nodding to the corporal and she stepped out. The sergeant followed and they faced away from each other. I stepped out with Michelle and then the rest of the Marines. I gestured and the corporal nodded before taking point. I glanced at the sergeant, “Any word on your two that went down?” He nodded, “Wounded. As soon as we went into the room whoever it was broke contact.” I frowned and keyed my comm. “Tinker?” The response was instant, “go boss.” I looked at Michelle as we walked towards the pads, “They broke contact to easily. Move to another pad.” “Copy, moving to pad five.” I kept checking around us, “Boomer?” “Skipper?” The corporal stopped at a corner and I touched her shoulder, “Pad five.” I looked back, “Did you check everything coming into the ship?” There was a pause, “Yes, but we had a lot of people working inside the ship.” I shook my head, “Get Brit to help and start running an explosive scan.” “I’m on it.” I nodded to the corporal and she slipped around the corner. The sergeant moved up, “Pad five?” I nodded and started to follow the corporal. The sergeant touched my sleeve, “My other team isn’t far from five.” I looked at him and smiled, “Have them set up a perimeter and direct the corporal to it.” He nodded and I moved around the corner with Michelle behind me. It wasn’t long before we met up with the other fire team. I had the fresh team lead and the sergeant’s other team bring up the rear. At the door to the pad the team leader cracked it open and looked out. I moved up and opened my comm. “Tinker.” “Yeah boss.” I looked around the pad carefully, “Did George find anything?” Tinker cussed, “Yeah, one of those bastards slipped a warhead in. It was set for remote detonation. He did a second scan and we’re clean now.” I looked back and nodded to the sergeant. “Alright, I’ll risk it. Land and drop the shield.” The ship had been hovering and dropped quickly. An instant before touching down, the shimmer of the shield being shut down flared around the ship. I nodded to the corporal, “On the double.” The five marines headed through the door prepared to kill anything that came their way. I grabbed Michelle as I started after them with my pistol drawn. I glanced at her to see her with hers out and shook my head. The team following us ran backwards to keep covering us. The ten Sting ships that screamed down to hover over the ship lit everything up with active targeting scans and a voice opened on the dragon channel, “Get your ass out of there Jason!” I smiled as I kept going, “I’m trying Sharpshooter. Keep the bastards off me so I can get off this rock.” George had the personal hatch open and stood on one side with a large bore rail assault rifle aimed behind us. The leading team spun as they reached the ship and knelt facing back to cover us. I pushed Michelle through and followed her. Brit was at the inner hatch with another assault rifle and dropped the barrel, “The bridge sir!” I nodded on my way past, “Put the marines someplace and don’t call me sir.” I went straight to the bridge with Michelle in front of me. The intercom crackled as George reported, “Hatch closed. Get us the hell out of here!” I grinned as I came through the door behind Michelle. Tinker was sliding out of the pilot seat as it locked back and then Michelle slid into hers, “Bringing the anti grav’s online.” Her fingers were dancing across her readout even before her seat was locked in place. I slid past Tinker to bring my readout online, “Full power to all generators Silvia.” I key my dragon comm. “Get clear dragons.” The ship surged straight up and spun as my seat locked before it suddenly jumped to full power on the main engines, “Take the caltrop Kitten.” I glanced at the sting ships as five flashed past to lead and the other five dropped back. I locked the main engines fully open and glanced at Tinker, “Shield status?” He grinned as he looked at a grinning Silvia, “Green and holding at full power.” I smiled and glanced at Michelle as she kept jumping from scan to scan. I was ignoring the chatter between the silver Griffins and the controllers. I pulled back on the power and started a wide twisting turn. “Black sky! Tinker? Did you get the charts to Gamma?” I glanced back as he adjusted his readout, “”It should be on the nav comp. I checked and triple checked everything.” I flipped a couple of controls and nodded before making a last minute correction, “All right, on course.” I looked back at Tinker and Silvia, “Take the generators to half power and keep the shields up.” |
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