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