{"sf1_id":1525230,"sf2_id":"GnD6N9Ge","title":"Chapter 14: NIghtmares of intergalactic war and dreams of starships","author":"Ginsenshi","words":2595,"posted_at":"2019-12-22T15:21:00.000Z","tags":["Gay","M/M","Romance","Sci-Fi","Space","Starships","Story Progression","Story Series"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1525230-chapter-14-nightmares-of-intergalactic-war-and-dreams-of-starships","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/GnD6N9Ge","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/c5/ff/c5ff2e66-4e67-4504-9f8f-1670a053079c","description":"#14 of Roen Olver Series\n\nJonathan confronts the boys at Alex's, with sudden beaming into space. has this life just been a simulation on the Holodeck?\nSpace battles, starships and super robots await.","content":" **Author's notes:**\n\n**This\u0026nbsp; is\u0026nbsp; going to\u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; really\u0026nbsp; bad. But\u0026nbsp; whatever\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; had\u0026nbsp; fun\u0026nbsp; writing it. Yes\u0026nbsp; its\u0026nbsp; slow\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; needs\u0026nbsp; someone\u0026nbsp; better\u0026nbsp; writing\u0026nbsp; the \u0026nbsp; syfy\u0026nbsp; but\u0026nbsp; don't\u0026nbsp; have\u0026nbsp; any\u0026nbsp; editors/friends. Who\u0026nbsp; get my\u0026nbsp; bad\u0026nbsp; writing\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; make\u0026nbsp; changes.**\n\n**Got the\u0026nbsp; idea\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; Guardian's\u0026nbsp; downfall\u0026nbsp; byby Akutenshi Ishimura**\n\n**[https://www.sofurry.com/view/961769](https://www.sofurry.com/view/961769)**\n\n**Of course\u0026nbsp; that\u0026nbsp; person\u0026nbsp; is\u0026nbsp; a way\u0026nbsp; better\u0026nbsp; detailed\u0026nbsp; writer then\u0026nbsp; me, I really\u0026nbsp; shouldn't\u0026nbsp; have\u0026nbsp; wrote\u0026nbsp; in 1st\u0026nbsp; person but\u0026nbsp; I'm\u0026nbsp; trapped\u0026nbsp; in it now. I've\u0026nbsp; tried\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; go\u0026nbsp; back\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; change\u0026nbsp; it to 3rd\u0026nbsp; person but\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; doesn't\u0026nbsp; sound\u0026nbsp; right. Oh well.**\n\n**Happy\u0026nbsp; holidays\u0026nbsp; all!**\n\n**Ginsenshi**\n\n**Chapter\u0026nbsp; 14: NIghtmares\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; intergalactic war\u0026nbsp; and \u0026nbsp; dreams\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; starships\u0026nbsp;**\n\nI \u0026nbsp; joldthed\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; of the day\u0026nbsp; dream\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; front\u0026nbsp; door\u0026nbsp; open\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; front\u0026nbsp; of me.\n\n\"So\u0026nbsp; Fags having\u0026nbsp; fun?\" Came\u0026nbsp; Jonathan's \u0026nbsp; mocking\n\nvoice.\u0026nbsp;\n\nI \u0026nbsp; tighten\u0026nbsp; my \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; hands\u0026nbsp; into\u0026nbsp; fists, ready\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; punch \u0026nbsp; him to the\u0026nbsp; ground. But\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; pushed\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; of the\u0026nbsp; way\u0026nbsp; by a\u0026nbsp; furry\u0026nbsp; missle \u0026nbsp; growling\u0026nbsp; at the \u0026nbsp; jerk. Moose\u0026nbsp; stood\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; front\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; , pushing\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; farther\u0026nbsp; back\u0026nbsp; into\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; manner.\n\n\"Another\u0026nbsp; stupid\u0026nbsp; dog.\" Jonathan\u0026nbsp; said,\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; moved\u0026nbsp; closer. His\u0026nbsp; fists\u0026nbsp; raised\u0026nbsp; ready\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; attack.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe\u0026nbsp; punch\u0026nbsp; cut through\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; air, getting\u0026nbsp; closer, as\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; landed, a\u0026nbsp; scream\u0026nbsp; came\u0026nbsp; from behind\u0026nbsp; Jonathan, his\u0026nbsp; punch\u0026nbsp; loosing\u0026nbsp; momentum and\u0026nbsp; power\u0026nbsp; coming up\u0026nbsp; short\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; barely\u0026nbsp; making full\u0026nbsp; contact.\n\n\"Moose! No! Drop it!\" Alex\u0026nbsp; shouted , the\u0026nbsp; growls\u0026nbsp; coming\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; Moose\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; continued\u0026nbsp; to bite\u0026nbsp; down\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; one\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; other\u0026nbsp; bullies' legs. Sounding\u0026nbsp; like\u0026nbsp; Patrick's high-pitched screams, how\u0026nbsp; I knew\u0026nbsp; this\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; when\u0026nbsp; I happen\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; grab his\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; crotch \u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; balls, and\u0026nbsp; twisting\u0026nbsp; when\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; tried\u0026nbsp; forcing\u0026nbsp; me \u0026nbsp; one\u0026nbsp; time\u0026nbsp; when\u0026nbsp; wee\u0026nbsp; were\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; party\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; some\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; football\u0026nbsp; jock friends. Which\u0026nbsp; lead\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; us\u0026nbsp; here\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; now once\u0026nbsp; again\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; assholes\u0026nbsp; trying\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; kill us.\n\nI know\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; seems\u0026nbsp; like\u0026nbsp; this\u0026nbsp; happens\u0026nbsp; all the\u0026nbsp; time, it does yeah\u0026nbsp; but\u0026nbsp; would\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; reading\u0026nbsp; if\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; didn't? Anyways\u0026nbsp; Moose\u0026nbsp; finally\u0026nbsp; let\u0026nbsp; go\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; Patrick's\u0026nbsp; leg\u0026nbsp; then\u0026nbsp; going\u0026nbsp; after\u0026nbsp; James' who\u0026nbsp; screamed\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; ran\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; it.\n\n\"You\u0026nbsp; pussy!\" Get\u0026nbsp; back\u0026nbsp; here!\" Jonathan\u0026nbsp; shouted, at \u0026nbsp; James's\u0026nbsp; retreating back.\u0026nbsp;\n\nI smiled\u0026nbsp; at James' running\u0026nbsp; off, now\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; Jonathan\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Patrick and\u0026nbsp; I sure\u0026nbsp; would\u0026nbsp; enjoy\u0026nbsp; some\u0026nbsp; payback.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You\u0026nbsp; know\u0026nbsp; Moose\u0026nbsp; will\u0026nbsp; have\u0026nbsp; to get\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; checked out\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; rabies , since\u0026nbsp; biting\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; crazy\u0026nbsp; psycho, might\u0026nbsp; put\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; risk.\" I said\u0026nbsp; petting\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; head. Connor\u0026nbsp; pushed\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; next\u0026nbsp; to Moose \u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; some\u0026nbsp; attention\u0026nbsp; too\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; peted\u0026nbsp; him\u0026nbsp; also.\n\nJonathan\u0026nbsp; stood\u0026nbsp; there\u0026nbsp; quiet as a\u0026nbsp; mouse, trying\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; disappear into\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; shadows.\n\n\"I know\u0026nbsp; your\u0026nbsp; still\u0026nbsp; there\u0026nbsp; Jonny.\" Alex\u0026nbsp; said\u0026nbsp; to him.\n\n\"Come out\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; play\u0026nbsp; asshole.\" I said\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; a sing\u0026nbsp; song\u0026nbsp; voice.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\n\nA whining\u0026nbsp; filled\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; air as a transporter beam \u0026nbsp; caught me\u0026nbsp; , Alex\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Connor up. Disappearing\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; where\u0026nbsp; we stood. Finding\u0026nbsp; ourselves\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; a transporter pad.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Welcome backCaptain Oliver, Commander. Sage.\".\" The\u0026nbsp; Transporter\u0026nbsp; chief said, as\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; whine\u0026nbsp; of the\u0026nbsp; transporter\u0026nbsp; faded out. \"Hi there\u0026nbsp; Connor\u0026nbsp; did\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; keep\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; Captain\u0026nbsp; Lieutenant- commander safe?\" He\u0026nbsp; asked\u0026nbsp; Connor.\n\n\"Of course\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; did chief.\"\u0026nbsp; came\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; slightly\u0026nbsp; deep\u0026nbsp; voice\u0026nbsp; next to\u0026nbsp; me.. that\u0026nbsp; wasn't \u0026nbsp; Alex.\n\n,\n\n\"What!? Con....Connor\u0026nbsp; your\u0026nbsp; speaking.\" I stunnered\u0026nbsp; out, the\u0026nbsp; words only\u0026nbsp; have forming.\n\n\"Of course\u0026nbsp; I am\u0026nbsp; Sir.\" he\u0026nbsp; replied back\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; like\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; normal\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; Shepard\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; speak\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; no where. \"if \u0026nbsp; you'll excuse me, Sir. I'll\u0026nbsp; retake\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; place\u0026nbsp; on the\u0026nbsp; bridge.\"\n\nWith\u0026nbsp; that\u0026nbsp; Connor\u0026nbsp; left\u0026nbsp; us\u0026nbsp; there\u0026nbsp; in the\u0026nbsp; trainsporter\u0026nbsp; room, I stepped\u0026nbsp; off the\u0026nbsp; transporter\u0026nbsp; pad\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; weaves\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; sound\u0026nbsp; bouncing and\u0026nbsp; echoing\u0026nbsp; back\u0026nbsp; into\u0026nbsp; my ears, my\u0026nbsp; vision being\u0026nbsp; filled\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; a rough outline\u0026nbsp; of the room's\u0026nbsp; layout.\n\n\"What\u0026nbsp; the......!?\" I exclaimed, my\u0026nbsp; hands\u0026nbsp; going\u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; to my\u0026nbsp; head, Alex right\u0026nbsp; beside\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; a hand\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; shoullders.\n\n\"Your\u0026nbsp; Visor\u0026nbsp; should\u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; reengaging now\u0026nbsp; Sir.\" Came\u0026nbsp; another\u0026nbsp; expected voice\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; chest, very\u0026nbsp; loud\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; clear , I removed a hand\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; felt\u0026nbsp; a combadge in the\u0026nbsp; shade\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; a four toed paw print\u0026nbsp; with the brailled\u0026nbsp; letters\u0026nbsp; of UFP- United Federation of planets.\"\n\n\"Alex...we're\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; a Federation Starship\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; USS Wolf's Prride, NCC 1702.\" I said\u0026nbsp; some\u0026nbsp; how\u0026nbsp; knowing\u0026nbsp; it was\u0026nbsp; true.\u0026nbsp;\n\nI hit the\u0026nbsp; combadge and\u0026nbsp; spoke into\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; air.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Thank you\u0026nbsp; Doctor, yes\u0026nbsp; everything\u0026nbsp; seems\u0026nbsp; too be\u0026nbsp; back to\u0026nbsp; normal.\" I finished. \"Let's\u0026nbsp; get out\u0026nbsp; of here\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; to the\u0026nbsp; ReadyRoom\u0026nbsp; or\u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; rooms\u0026nbsp; or\u0026nbsp; whatever.\" I\u0026nbsp; said\u0026nbsp; as we\u0026nbsp; got the hell out\u0026nbsp; of there.\n\nAs\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; walked\u0026nbsp; the halls people\u0026nbsp; said\u0026nbsp; hello\u0026nbsp; to me\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; respect in their\u0026nbsp; voices.\n\n\"THere's\u0026nbsp; a turbo-lift\u0026nbsp; s head\u0026nbsp; of us, Roe., err Captain.\" Alex\u0026nbsp; said\u0026nbsp; pulling\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; along \u0026nbsp; to the\u0026nbsp; doors\u0026nbsp; that\u0026nbsp; open\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; are approach.\n\n\"So what \u0026nbsp; deck\u0026nbsp; do\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; want?\" Alex\u0026nbsp; asked.\n\n\"destiination, plese?\" asked\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; ship's\u0026nbsp; computer.\n\n\"Computer, what \u0026nbsp; deck is\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; Captain's\u0026nbsp; corders?\" I asked\u0026nbsp; hoping\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; computer\u0026nbsp; would\u0026nbsp; answer. \"The\u0026nbsp; Captain's\u0026nbsp; corders is\u0026nbsp; on Deck 5, room 14.\" came\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; answer.\n\n\"destiination, plese?\" asked\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; ship's\u0026nbsp; computer once more.\n\n\"Deck 5, then give\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; visual\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; auidable\u0026nbsp; directions to room 14.\" I\u0026nbsp; commanded.\n\n\"Working....\" said the computer, as the\u0026nbsp; TruboLift\u0026nbsp; started \u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; to Deck 5.\n\n\"Deck 5.\" the\u0026nbsp; computer\u0026nbsp; said\u0026nbsp; as the\u0026nbsp; trubolift doors\u0026nbsp; opened.\n\n\"Looks like\u0026nbsp; those\u0026nbsp; visual\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; audible\u0026nbsp; directions are\u0026nbsp; working.\" ALex\u0026nbsp; said, as\u0026nbsp; I took\u0026nbsp; his upper-arm\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; sighted\u0026nbsp; guide.\n\n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\n\nA while\u0026nbsp; later , a I woke\u0026nbsp; to larms\u0026nbsp; sounded\u0026nbsp; loudly through\u0026nbsp; out the\u0026nbsp; ship. my\u0026nbsp; combadge\u0026nbsp; beeping\u0026nbsp; repeatly.\n\nwith Alex awoken \u0026nbsp; beside\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; from the\u0026nbsp; alarms.\n\n\"Captain... There\u0026nbsp; appears\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; a avian\u0026nbsp; WarBird\u0026nbsp; off are\u0026nbsp; portbow.\"\u0026nbsp; said\u0026nbsp; the voice\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; a ensign at tactical..\n\n\"Red\u0026nbsp; alert! ! Shields up!\" I\u0026nbsp; replied\u0026nbsp; back, as\u0026nbsp; the \u0026nbsp; low\u0026nbsp; sound of the\u0026nbsp; red\u0026nbsp; alert\u0026nbsp; alarms\u0026nbsp; kick up. \"Let's\u0026nbsp; get\u0026nbsp; to the\u0026nbsp; bridge and\u0026nbsp; see\u0026nbsp; what's\u0026nbsp; going\u0026nbsp; on then.\" I\u0026nbsp; said\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; Alex,\u0026nbsp;\n\nOnce\u0026nbsp; dressed\u0026nbsp; and presentable, we\u0026nbsp; quickly\u0026nbsp; made\u0026nbsp; our way\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; bridge, the\u0026nbsp; doors opened\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; arrived and\u0026nbsp; took\u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; seats.\n\n\"Report.\" I said\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; settled\u0026nbsp; in. Alex\u0026nbsp; taking\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; seat\u0026nbsp; next to me.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Computer\u0026nbsp; engage tactile Interface..\"\u0026nbsp; I said , my\u0026nbsp; fingers\u0026nbsp; reaching\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; read information\u0026nbsp; on the\u0026nbsp; display.\n\n\"avian\u0026nbsp; WarBird just\u0026nbsp; de-cloaked\u0026nbsp; a few\u0026nbsp; minutes\u0026nbsp; ago\u0026nbsp; sir, their\u0026nbsp; holding\u0026nbsp; position...\"\" The\u0026nbsp; Ensign\u0026nbsp; replied\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; tactical...\n\n\"Open\u0026nbsp; hailing frequencies.\" Alex\u0026nbsp; commanded, the\u0026nbsp; buzz\u0026nbsp; of the\u0026nbsp; view\u0026nbsp; screen\u0026nbsp; coming\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; life.\n\n\"Ah! Captain Oliver, so\u0026nbsp; nice\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; see\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; again.\" the\u0026nbsp; Captain\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; the \u0026nbsp; avian\u0026nbsp; WarBird voice\u0026nbsp; came\u0026nbsp; from the\u0026nbsp; speakers all around the\u0026nbsp; bridge.\n\n\"Jonny.... shouldn't\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; jail\u0026nbsp; somwhere?\" I asked\u0026nbsp; back.\n\n\"Well\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; know , James and\u0026nbsp; Patrick\u0026nbsp; can't\u0026nbsp; leave\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; good\u0026nbsp; man\u0026nbsp; behind.\" He\u0026nbsp; replied\u0026nbsp; back. \"Anyways ...\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; see\u0026nbsp; your\u0026nbsp; mutt\u0026nbsp; there\u0026nbsp; looks\u0026nbsp; like\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; still\u0026nbsp; wants\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; bite\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; us.\"\n\nReferring to\u0026nbsp; Connor\u0026nbsp; no doubt. \"Captain there's\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; Energy build\u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; .\" Weapons array.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nConnor\u0026nbsp; voice\u0026nbsp; came\u0026nbsp; through\u0026nbsp; subdermal implants. \"Shields\u0026nbsp; are\u0026nbsp; ready\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; standing\u0026nbsp; by\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; weapons\u0026nbsp; Captain.\"\n\nConnor\u0026nbsp; said once more. The\u0026nbsp; sudden hum\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; phaser beam\u0026nbsp; filled\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; speakers, the\u0026nbsp; ship\u0026nbsp; rocking \u0026nbsp; at the\u0026nbsp; hit.\n\n\"Shields\u0026nbsp; at 70% Captain.\" Connor\u0026nbsp; reported.\n\n\"Return\u0026nbsp; fire.\" I said, the\u0026nbsp; hum\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; own\u0026nbsp; phasers\u0026nbsp; powering\u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; firing\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; other\u0026nbsp; vessel..\n\nTHe\u0026nbsp; Exchange of\u0026nbsp; phaser fire\u0026nbsp; continued\u0026nbsp; back\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; forth\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; a while.\n\n\"Shields at 40% Captain.\" Connor reported , I let\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; sigh , \"What are\u0026nbsp; their\u0026nbsp; shields at?\"\n\n\"Scanning.....looks like 10% sir.\" Connor\u0026nbsp; reported\u0026nbsp; back. \"Okay\u0026nbsp; then\u0026nbsp; fire\u0026nbsp; a photon torpedo and\u0026nbsp; let's\u0026nbsp; finish this .\"\n\nI really\u0026nbsp; didn't\u0026nbsp; want\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; come\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; this\u0026nbsp; Jonny , but\u0026nbsp; he's\u0026nbsp; left\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; no\u0026nbsp; choice.\n\n\"\n\n\"Warbird\u0026nbsp; is.... changing \" Connor\u0026nbsp; got\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; disbelief in\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; voice. \"...its \u0026nbsp; some kind\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; humanoid Fighter.\" He\u0026nbsp; finished\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Looks\u0026nbsp; like \u0026nbsp; is\u0026nbsp; Captain Jonathan's\u0026nbsp; , he's\u0026nbsp; holding\u0026nbsp; position ahead\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; us.\" Connor\u0026nbsp; said.\n\n\"Hanger ready my\u0026nbsp; fighter\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; deployed.\"\" I said\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; got\u0026nbsp; up \u0026nbsp; heading\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; turbolift.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"WHere\u0026nbsp; are\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; going\u0026nbsp; ROe!? You know\u0026nbsp; its\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; trap.\" Alex\u0026nbsp; nearly\u0026nbsp; yelled\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; me, with\u0026nbsp; him\u0026nbsp; following\u0026nbsp; behind. As\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; reached\u0026nbsp; the trubo lift \u0026nbsp; taking\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; to the\u0026nbsp; hanger.\n\nWolf's Pride\u0026nbsp; Hanger bay\n\n\"Your\u0026nbsp; fighter\u0026nbsp; is\u0026nbsp; ready\u0026nbsp; Captain, so\u0026nbsp; is the\u0026nbsp; Commander's.\" said\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; hanger\u0026nbsp; tech, as\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; passed\u0026nbsp; by. into the readyroom.\n\n\"What\u0026nbsp; did\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; think\u0026nbsp; I'd\u0026nbsp; let\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; fight\u0026nbsp; him\u0026nbsp; alone?\" Alex\u0026nbsp; asked back, getting\u0026nbsp; into\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; flight suit\u0026nbsp; next\u0026nbsp; to me.\n\n\"Of course not, but\u0026nbsp; regulations....\" I\u0026nbsp; started\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; Alex.\n\n\"regulations? Ha... Since\u0026nbsp; when\u0026nbsp; do\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; Believe\u0026nbsp; in regulations.\" Alex\u0026nbsp; nearly\u0026nbsp; laughed\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; finished \u0026nbsp; getting\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; flightsuit\u0026nbsp; on and\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; rest\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; combat\u0026nbsp; armor. strapping\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; his utilitbelt\u0026nbsp; with phaserpistol , , try quarter and \u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; energy saber.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe\u0026nbsp; did\u0026nbsp; have\u0026nbsp; a point , I sighed\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; combat armor\u0026nbsp; and utilitbelt\u0026nbsp; with phaserpistol , , try quarter and \u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; energy saber.\u0026nbsp; were\u0026nbsp; strapped\u0026nbsp; into\u0026nbsp; place.\n\nI finished\u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; gloves and\u0026nbsp; boots\u0026nbsp; locking\u0026nbsp; them\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; place, as\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; exited the\u0026nbsp; readyroom.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;Our fighters\u0026nbsp; were\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; humming\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; we approached,\u0026nbsp; them, .\n\nI \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; jumped\u0026nbsp; into the\u0026nbsp; cockpit , as The\u0026nbsp; onboard\u0026nbsp; computers\u0026nbsp; came\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; life.\n\nThe\u0026nbsp; skin\u0026nbsp; tight liquid suit\u0026nbsp; started to\u0026nbsp; form around Me as the\u0026nbsp; Mobile trace system begin\u0026nbsp; it's\u0026nbsp; bio scans.\n\n\"Mobile trace system checking\u0026nbsp; brain\u0026nbsp; waves, blood\u0026nbsp; pressure, pulse,, restoration ,, temperature,, metabolism,.\u0026nbsp; All\u0026nbsp; Green.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith an\u0026nbsp; exhale of breath the\u0026nbsp; suit\u0026nbsp; finished\u0026nbsp; forming\u0026nbsp; around me, as\u0026nbsp; I warm\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; myself And the\u0026nbsp; fighter \u0026nbsp; Checking\u0026nbsp; the System and \u0026nbsp; Suits\u0026nbsp; responses.\n\nAlex came\u0026nbsp; over\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; com-link, saying he\u0026nbsp; was ready to\u0026nbsp; launch.\u0026nbsp;\n\nWe launched \u0026nbsp; into\u0026nbsp; space , floating \u0026nbsp; in the emptiness. There\u0026nbsp; side\u0026nbsp; by\u0026nbsp; side, Alex\u0026nbsp; had my\u0026nbsp; back- before\u0026nbsp; us\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; the transformed\u0026nbsp; warbird...\n\n\"Fighters transform !!\"\u0026nbsp; we \u0026nbsp; shouted\u0026nbsp; into\u0026nbsp; emptiness.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe\u0026nbsp; starfighters\u0026nbsp; change\u0026nbsp; shade \u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; a more\u0026nbsp; humanoid form: \u0026nbsp; arms\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; legs\u0026nbsp; forming, the\u0026nbsp; body\u0026nbsp; being the\u0026nbsp; cockpick, with\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; ruff\u0026nbsp; head\u0026nbsp; similar\u0026nbsp; to a\u0026nbsp; wolf's.\n\nWe each\u0026nbsp; took\u0026nbsp; a fighting stance , with\u0026nbsp; nothing\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; here\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; destroy \u0026nbsp;\n\nI rushed forward attacking\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; saber, connecting my\u0026nbsp; blade\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; the warbird. Alex's\u0026nbsp; blade\u0026nbsp; joining\u0026nbsp; in the\u0026nbsp; attack, the\u0026nbsp; fierce battle\u0026nbsp; going\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; for what\u0026nbsp; seemed\u0026nbsp; like hours.\n\nOur\u0026nbsp; blades\u0026nbsp; Clash once\u0026nbsp; more- forming\u0026nbsp; a X with\u0026nbsp; Jonny's\u0026nbsp; blade\u0026nbsp; trapped\u0026nbsp; between our own.. He\u0026nbsp; breaks\u0026nbsp; free\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; locked blades backing\u0026nbsp; off\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; us\n\nIn my cockpit\u0026nbsp; I gave a\u0026nbsp; sigh, Alex's\u0026nbsp; voice\u0026nbsp; coming\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; view screen. \"I haven't\u0026nbsp; found\u0026nbsp; any obvious weaknesses\u0026nbsp; when\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; ran\u0026nbsp; scans, though\u0026nbsp; there\u0026nbsp; seems\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; Energy surge \u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; before \u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; Fighter's saber cycles through a attack, expending Energy.\"\n\n\"So\u0026nbsp; we might\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; Siri theory have\u0026nbsp; a opening\u0026nbsp; when\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; fighter\u0026nbsp; cycles through and \u0026nbsp; expending Energy. How\u0026nbsp; long\u0026nbsp; is the\u0026nbsp; opening\u0026nbsp; though?\" I\u0026nbsp; asked,\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Looks\u0026nbsp; like\u0026nbsp; its\u0026nbsp; a 30\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; minute\u0026nbsp; before\u0026nbsp; the \u0026nbsp; Energy cycles.\" came\u0026nbsp; Alex's\u0026nbsp; reply.\n\n\"What\u0026nbsp; if\u0026nbsp; we combine the\u0026nbsp; fighters, I know\u0026nbsp; its\u0026nbsp; only\u0026nbsp; in the experimental stages but\u0026nbsp; both\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; fighters\u0026nbsp; can\u0026nbsp; do\u0026nbsp; it, in theory.\" I said\u0026nbsp; suddenly, the\u0026nbsp; erged fighter idea had\u0026nbsp; been\u0026nbsp; floated around\u0026nbsp; engineering for\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; few monthes now\u0026nbsp; but\u0026nbsp; only\u0026nbsp; mine\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Alex's\u0026nbsp; fighters have\u0026nbsp; been\u0026nbsp; adapted\u0026nbsp; for the\u0026nbsp; merge, requiring the\u0026nbsp; two\u0026nbsp; pilots\u0026nbsp; to unify their\u0026nbsp; thoughts\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; fighters\u0026nbsp; to operate as\u0026nbsp; one\u0026nbsp; unit.\n\n\"We've\u0026nbsp; only\u0026nbsp; done\u0026nbsp; that\u0026nbsp; in simulations\u0026nbsp; so\u0026nbsp; far, but\u0026nbsp; I don't\u0026nbsp; see\u0026nbsp; wy\u0026nbsp; we can't\u0026nbsp; give\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; a try\u0026nbsp; now. besides it\u0026nbsp; might\u0026nbsp; give\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; some\u0026nbsp; ideas\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; new\u0026nbsp; position later\u0026nbsp; when\u0026nbsp; this\u0026nbsp; is\u0026nbsp; over.\" Alex\u0026nbsp; said back.\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith\u0026nbsp; that\u0026nbsp; merge idea\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; mind\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; went\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; activating the\u0026nbsp; merge sequence.\n\n\"merge sequence engage!\" came\u0026nbsp; both\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; yells\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; fighters\u0026nbsp; got\u0026nbsp; into position, changed formation and\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; ruff\u0026nbsp; few minutes\u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; units\u0026nbsp; had\u0026nbsp; merged into\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; larger unit\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; over all\u0026nbsp; silver\u0026nbsp; body\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; navy\u0026nbsp; blue\u0026nbsp; like\u0026nbsp; armor\u0026nbsp; over the\u0026nbsp; chest, \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; silver\u0026nbsp; blue gloves and\u0026nbsp; boots . The\u0026nbsp; head\u0026nbsp; of the\u0026nbsp; unit\u0026nbsp; still\u0026nbsp; looking\u0026nbsp; like a\u0026nbsp; wolf with\u0026nbsp; glowing\u0026nbsp; blue\u0026nbsp; silver\u0026nbsp; eyes.\n\n\"Well, well- looks\u0026nbsp; like\u0026nbsp; you two\u0026nbsp; fags\u0026nbsp; finally\u0026nbsp; did\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; fucked\u0026nbsp; each other\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; public.\" Came\u0026nbsp; Jonathan's\u0026nbsp; voice\u0026nbsp; over the\u0026nbsp; view screen. \"No matter a little\u0026nbsp; wimpy fag merge will\u0026nbsp; still\u0026nbsp; go\u0026nbsp; down.\"\n\nThe\u0026nbsp; fighter's alerts\u0026nbsp; went\u0026nbsp; off all\u0026nbsp; around\u0026nbsp; us\u0026nbsp; suddenly\u0026nbsp; in forming\u0026nbsp; us\u0026nbsp; another\u0026nbsp; Fighter\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; inbound.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Did\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; guys forget about\u0026nbsp; me?\" came\u0026nbsp; Connor's\u0026nbsp; voice,\u0026nbsp; \"merge sequence engage!\"\n\nConnor's\u0026nbsp; fighter transformed joining\u0026nbsp; us\u0026nbsp; forming\u0026nbsp; a heavier body\u0026nbsp; armor, saber and\u0026nbsp; allowing\u0026nbsp; us\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; have\u0026nbsp; shields, while\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; battle. \"Now\u0026nbsp; its\u0026nbsp; a party\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; all\u0026nbsp; 3 on 3, you\u0026nbsp; asshole!\"\n\nWith\u0026nbsp; Alex, Connor\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; me - now\u0026nbsp; together we\u0026nbsp; started\u0026nbsp; off with\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; finisher . \"Form final strike\u0026nbsp; saber!\" The\u0026nbsp; two hands\u0026nbsp; coming\u0026nbsp; together\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; then\u0026nbsp; apart a saber\u0026nbsp; forming\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; the hands\u0026nbsp; separated. The\u0026nbsp; saber power\u0026nbsp; flowd\u0026nbsp; off the\u0026nbsp; blade,\u0026nbsp; somewhat over whelming even\u0026nbsp; us\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; its\u0026nbsp; power.\n\nWith\u0026nbsp; Jonathan, James\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Patrick in\u0026nbsp; their\u0026nbsp; warbird\n\n\"Doesn't\u0026nbsp; that\u0026nbsp; break the\u0026nbsp; rules?\"\u0026nbsp; Patrick asked\n\n\"Its\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; battle\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; dumb ass, no one\u0026nbsp; said\u0026nbsp; they\u0026nbsp; couldn't\u0026nbsp; use\u0026nbsp; their\u0026nbsp; finisher\u0026nbsp; right\u0026nbsp; away.\" Jonathan\u0026nbsp; replied.\n\n\"Yeah\u0026nbsp; but have\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; seem the\u0026nbsp; power\u0026nbsp; output on it? That\u0026nbsp; will\u0026nbsp; finish us\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; one\u0026nbsp; hit.\" James\u0026nbsp; said with result in\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; voice.\n\n\"Yeah\u0026nbsp; I can\u0026nbsp; see the\u0026nbsp; readings\u0026nbsp; here, but\u0026nbsp; nothing\u0026nbsp; we can\u0026nbsp; do\u0026nbsp; about\u0026nbsp; it, just\u0026nbsp; kill them!\" shouted\u0026nbsp; jonathan.\n\nBack on the\u0026nbsp; battle\u0026nbsp; field the\u0026nbsp; Federation's\u0026nbsp; fighter\u0026nbsp; they\u0026nbsp; stood\u0026nbsp; ready. The\u0026nbsp; Warbird\u0026nbsp; attacked\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; Wolf Pride\u0026nbsp; dodging each\u0026nbsp; attack, The\u0026nbsp; warbird\u0026nbsp; formed\u0026nbsp; their\u0026nbsp; own\u0026nbsp; finisher as\u0026nbsp; Wolf pride\u0026nbsp; blocked\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; attack, Wardbird's \u0026nbsp; finisher sizzling out\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; saber lock. Leaving Warbird \u0026nbsp; defenseless with\u0026nbsp; only\u0026nbsp; one\u0026nbsp; option.\n\n\"engage self-destruct.\" Jonathan\u0026nbsp; said\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; finality. \"We can\u0026nbsp; get close\u0026nbsp; grab on\u0026nbsp; and \u0026nbsp; Boom ! No more\u0026nbsp; Wolf Pride, those\u0026nbsp; fags\u0026nbsp; will\u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; of my\u0026nbsp; hair\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; good.\" With a 30 second\u0026nbsp; countdown\u0026nbsp; Warbird\u0026nbsp; grabbed\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; Wolf Pride locking\u0026nbsp; down\u0026nbsp;\n\nIn \u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; no\u0026nbsp; way\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; break\u0026nbsp; free.\n\nWolf\u0026nbsp; Pride's\u0026nbsp; cockpit\n\n\"Their\u0026nbsp; self destruct is\u0026nbsp; activated, Roe!\" Alex said,alarm\u0026nbsp; in his\u0026nbsp; voice. \"They've\u0026nbsp; grabbed\u0026nbsp; on and lock down, .\"\n\n\"Can\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; disengage the\u0026nbsp; merge\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; break\u0026nbsp; free?\" Connor\u0026nbsp; asked, \"Looks\u0026nbsp; like\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; could.\" Alex\u0026nbsp; replied\u0026nbsp; with a\u0026nbsp; bit\u0026nbsp; of confidence.\n\n\"Okay . disengage!\" We all\u0026nbsp; said\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; with that\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; merge\u0026nbsp; disengaged\u0026nbsp; as \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; merged fighter\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; changed back\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; individual fighters\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; held\u0026nbsp; position just\u0026nbsp; outside\u0026nbsp; of the\u0026nbsp; blast radius.\n\nAs we\u0026nbsp; cleared\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; area\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; Warbird\u0026nbsp; blew a\u0026nbsp; small\u0026nbsp; escape pod\u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; clearing the blast..\n\n\"tractor their\u0026nbsp; escape pod\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; Wolf' Pride and\u0026nbsp; head\u0026nbsp; back to the hanger.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;I\u0026nbsp; ordered\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; main\u0026nbsp; ship\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; turned\u0026nbsp; back\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; home.\n\nCaptain's\u0026nbsp; Ready room, USS Wolf's\u0026nbsp; Pride\n\nI sat\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; desk\u0026nbsp; giving\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; report\u0026nbsp; for the\u0026nbsp; computer\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; send\u0026nbsp; off\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; Starfleet\u0026nbsp; Command . Finishing\u0026nbsp; up I turned\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; Alex taking his hand\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; mine. \"That\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; ruff one, we almost\u0026nbsp; didn't\u0026nbsp; make it\u0026nbsp; out, glad\u0026nbsp; Connor\u0026nbsp; saved \u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; asses out there.\"\n\nAlex\u0026nbsp; smiled, raising\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; hand \u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; kissing\u0026nbsp; it. \"Yeah Connor\u0026nbsp; will always\u0026nbsp; have\u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; backs. Though\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; would\u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; nice\u0026nbsp; if\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; had\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; guide\u0026nbsp; dog\u0026nbsp; again, it\u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; faster\u0026nbsp; then\u0026nbsp; going\u0026nbsp; sighted\u0026nbsp; guide\u0026nbsp; everywhere.\"\n\nI smiled\u0026nbsp; back at\u0026nbsp; Alex. \"Yeah\u0026nbsp; I know\u0026nbsp; but\u0026nbsp; seems\u0026nbsp; like\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; doesn't\u0026nbsp; remember\u0026nbsp; even\u0026nbsp; being\u0026nbsp; a guide dog, in that\u0026nbsp; other life.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Maybe\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; dream\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; simpler\u0026nbsp; life.\" I said leading\u0026nbsp; back\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; chair, listening\u0026nbsp; to the\u0026nbsp; hum\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; Wolf's pride\u0026nbsp; around\u0026nbsp; us.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Roen Olver  the  teen years","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1524954-chapter-13-with-battles-of-epic-dinner-with-a-fight-ready-to-go.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1525385-chapter-15-a-day-in-the-life-of-roen-oliver.json"}}