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CONFIDENTIAL

This report is only for agent and personnel with Alpha accreditations. This report must be read carefully and every detail taken into account.

We remind to every person in charge of the Project Centaurus operation that copying the said folder will be severely punished. To guaranty the confidentiality of this operation no information must leak.

This report will automatically be destroyed after consulting for obvious safety reasons.

In the year 2581 the Consortium’s great council under the guidance of Haldar, 540th president of the consortium, decided; according to the recent energy issues and conflict over its border due to insufficient energy production and increasing rate of natural resources’ consumption to send columns in the nearest system outside their border: the Centaurus Galaxy.

The project was named Rebirth and its conduct given to the general McGregor.

The CRS Hope was the chosen ship for this dangerous trip across unknown space for a duration of six years with its crew. The total duration of the operation was estimated to fifteen years.

According to the mission order crew had to be recruited in the armed forces of the consortium to ensure the mission’s success. This mission is of a crucial importance for the safety and prosperity of the consortium and its allies. All means must be used to ensure the success of this mission. Failure is not an option. Glory to the consortium and it’s enlightened guide.

WARNING this report will self-destruct in ten seconds.

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"And we're supposed to save the world in this!" Shouted Nick as he threw a handle across the hall. The metallic object flew in the air and hit the metallic floor of the empty corridor with a loud clicking sound that echoed throughout the large empty space. Nick was standing before the door of the rest room, his laser riffle in one hand the other clenched on a knife he tried to put in the lock mechanism. "This piece of shit keeps breaking of." he grumbled as he tried to fit his blade in a crack to open the wire box.

To his own surprise his knife broke too and the blade stayed stuck in the panel. He looked at the handle in disbelief and like he did before threw it away. "It's definitely not my day." he sighed as he tried to force this door to open.

It made at least five minute that he was trying to open this damned door. The automatic system was malfunctioning, the card reading device was broken and when he tried to open the door manually the handle stayed in his hand.

He tried with all his force to make the tough steel panel slide on his rails but the thing wouldn't budge.

He let go, his muscles on fire, throbbing with the humongous effort he just gave. "Why do this kind of shit always happen to me?" he grunted as he let himself slide against the wall until he was in a sitting position. To his own surprise he heard the familiar clack of the mechanism as it unlocked the door and the thick panel slid with a muffed hiss in the wall.

Nick stared at the entrance in disbelief. A gasp stuck in his throat when a golden yellow and black snout attached to a long mostly black neck came out of the room to take a peak outside. Nick observed the two amber eyes as they looked around the empty corridor with curiosity and a hint anger.

However when they finally spotted him he saw them light up with happiness and amusement. A wide toothy mocking smile curled his lips. "Hi Nick…" he just said with a strangely low pitched voice that wasn't fitting with the size of the creature it belonged to.

"Hi Lyam… didn't know you were there." "Yeah… me too…" he whispers "So… what are you doing here?" he asked with a more joyful tone.

"Well… I wanted to take some rest… drink a coffee… or two… and have a quick nap… that's quite the goal of a rest room." Joked Nick. Lyam snorted.

"And you… what were you doing in there?" "Oh… I… I… I was taking a nap too…." "So why was the door locked?" "I didn't want to be… disturbed… you see… after all… it's my room too now." "No… not really… are you sure you were only sleeping in there?" "Of course I was! What are you imagining? Listen… my head was aching… have been working very hard today and decided to take a nap until the painkillers did their effect."

Nick wasn't satisfied by this answer but showed no hint of suspicion. "Yeah… whatever. Can I come in now?" "Yeah sure" answered the dragon as he moved out of the way to allow him to enter.

Nick entered the large and quiet room. It was plunged in thick impenetrable darkness that only a few weak lights managed to pierce. Nick switched on the light and grimaced as he inhaled.

The air seemed thick and moist; filled by a strong animalistic fragrance foreign to him. He took several deep breath, trying to cope with this strong scent invading his nose. It had to be the natural yet heavy musk of the creature standing by his side but still… there was something new… something… different.

Nick tried to show no sign of discomfort. He put his assault rifle on a table and walked to the small kitchen located in a corner of the large and empty room. Here he made himself a much needed coffee and patiently waited until the machine prepared it for him, listening to the low purrs and buzz the thing made as it worked. He looked around him. The room was composed of the kitchen he was standing a circle of couches around a large holographic screen that was currently switched of and of several tables packed together. On the opposite side of the rest room Lyam was lying, sprawled on a couch. At first he ignored him, grabbed his cup of coffee and walked to the large window. He deactivated the opacification system and let the dim light of the nearest stars flow in. Looking at the immensity of space made him wonder and realize how pathetic they were compared to the endless space.

"Hey you know we've entered the Centaurus system!" said Lyam. "Nope. When did it happen?" "Two days ago. We're currently in the Macroinan solar system." Nick didn't really cared but he had nothing else to do than to listen to the young creature. "We will soon cross the first planet." "Really… interesting." "Yep… it's called D914A1815." "Quite a shitty name" commented Nick. "Nickname Dinaro." Specified Lyam "Much better." "It's totally boring" added Lyam "We won't even stop there." "Why?" "Because it's only a dead pile of burning rocks. There is nothing interesting on the surface." "Great… more annoying trip."

"The next planet should more… exciting." "Why exactly?" "It's the first promising planet." "How far is it?" "Three days of flight and we'll be in range of its atmosphere." "Fine… we'll finally get started… I was getting bored of roaming around this ship." "Yes me too… it's even more frustrating for the scientist team we have literally nothing to do."

"Don't complain the security team is doing rounds and playing cards all day it's not much more interesting." "I think everyone is a bit bored."

Nick nodded acknowledged. He remembered one year ago when he received his new mission order. He left his small home iq the suburbs of an immense sprawling city and took aa military transport ship at the nearest space base. He learned during the transport that all the other soldier were going to the same meeting. They arrived at the spaceport five hours later. They had no time to admire the beauty of the brand new installations and were guided by grumpy soldiers to a large meeting room that was already full of different peoples. There were humans and different kinds of aliens. After ten minutes someone climbed on the large scene in the center of the room and tapped the microphone until a loud unbearable noise made them all silent. The guy cleared his throat and began to talk. Nick knew him; his reputation had precede him. It was simply the general McGregor, the hero of the great war of the origin system. Nick remembered the old tales of this war. It had all taken place on this good old earth then expended to the entire system. The cause? An alien rebellion that no one took seriously until they took some weapons and shot at innocent civilians. It was a massacre. Earth was lost in three month, turned to a blazing inferno. Everything was burning, from forests to cities, oceans were infected with deadly pathogen agent or turned to acid, orbital strikes turned the entire surface to a dry piece of rock where nothing could live. Even the air had turned to poison. The rebellion then came to Mars, Venus…. One by one, all planets fell to the hands of the enemy. No one seemed to be able to stop it; not the consortium impressive military forces, not it's fleet that got totally obliterated, not even it's planetary annihilation weaponry that was eventually destroyed like all the rest.

It was until the general McGregor was put in charge of this problem. He changed strategy and used the remaining forces he had to take down the enemy from inside. When they came into battle all there ships were destroyed, blown up from inside by the consortium’s agent. It gave them enough time to rebuild a new high tech fleet, give their units a better training and make some major changes to their military strategies. In no time power had changed hand and the rebellion was forced to surrender. Only their highest ranked chiefs refused and preferred perish that to face the shame of defeat. It was an honor to serve under the orders of the highly estimated and respected general, so Nick listened with all the ears he had.

It was about the major crisis the consortium was now facing. Since the Great War the consortium had expended beyond the borders of the solar system and was now controlling the whole galaxy. Our power had grown far more impressive than in the old days; much like population. But with that came increasingly important issues with food, water, and resources in general. After one thousand years of massive consuming later several planets had become deserts or other so polluted, their air turned toxic by the non-stopping industrial production was now inhabitable. The main consequence was massive population moving to other planet resulting in overpopulation of these planets, city expending much more than they should have done, leading to these peoples living in military prebuild house that lacked everything from comfort to simply hygiene. Nick knew this situation too well. As a soldier he was often called in these sectors to "maintain calm and relative peace which meant walking around with his riffle, shooting in the crowd if it got too out of control and calm rebellions the hard way if needed. He hated this part of the job but he had no other choice. He had to obey.

However; what was the point of this whole speech besides reminding them of the crude reality. Soon he came to the really interesting part. The consortium had a plan, a way out of this mess. At first Nick just chuckled at himself. What could be the plan anyway? Forcing all these pour peoples to work harder, to gain less credits and to ration their already small reserves of food.

Nick didn't approve the latest decisions of the consortium but he still had the secret hope that it would be different. And for once he was right. The plan stunned him.

"The consortium has approved my project called the Centaurus project!" shouted the general "It consists in a long, dangerous, exhausting exploration of the still unknown Centaurus galaxy. The journey will be long but the rewards will be satisfying for everyone. Let me explain in details what we'll do. Our latest probes and scanners showed that this galaxy is full of unexploited resources that the consortium could use for himself. Our mission; your mission… My mission will be to explore every promising planet we found there and create advanced bases that we will have to secure for later transport ship's arrival."

That was definitely interesting, risky sure, but still interesting enough to keep Nick's attention glued to the general's lips.

"I'm here today… before all of you; to recruit the bravest, the best, and possibly the craziest of you to join me in my ship and form the crew it needs to accomplish this glorious task." All the assembly raised their hands, yelling to the general to choose them. He made them a sign remain calm and added. "I'm happy to see you all so enthusiastic at the prospect of this mission… and I'll be happy to welcome you in my ship." "Excuse me Sir… what is the said ship?" asked a voice in the first ranks. "It's none other than the mighty, the indestructible, the gorgeous, the deadly…" he kept silence for a few seconds, arranging his effect "The Consortium Research Ship numbered D18-H35-093W more known as the CRS Hope!" A long silence followed. A cold chill ran down Nick's spine. “The CRS Hope… damn… this thing was still flying?!” He remembered the unusual story of this ship built two hundred years ago by one of the best manufacturer of the time. But this quite beautiful ship, the jewel of the fleet was crippled with defaults and problems; making it more dangerous for its crew than for its enemies. This ship quickly earned the reputation of being the worst ship ever built by the consortium. He remembered the stories he had read about it: how the power core malfunctioned and triggered a meltdown in the ship, killing all the crew in a fiery inferno. Or when the navigation system crashed and led them in an asteroid field. When it came out it was apparently barely more than a dead ship wandering in infinite space.

Or this time when, after a critical failure of the control surfaces the ship came crashing in a city center during the annual military show and killed thousands of peoples that were either splotched under the weight of the ship or killed in the collapsing and many fires during and after the crash.

Suddenly all the joy had vanished in the other soldiers in the room.

"I know this ship have had a bad reputation among us but don't worry it has been specially reviewed and reworked for this specific mission. The engine has been changed, the power core has been replaced by one of the most stable and advanced one we have, the weaponry has been upgraded, the anthropic engine has been implemented. This ship is safer than it has been in the past. And with all this new armament installed we are protected of all the threats we could come across." A huge sigh of relief shook the room. A shiver of adrenaline had coursed through Nick's body. The adventure sounded great and he had always dreamed of exploring the unknown space, fight in unknown lands against huge alien creatures.

At the end of the general's speech he was the first to come to the recruitment office which meant he got his place on board in a blink of an eye at an even higher rank that he had in the regular army. He went from simple soldier to sergeant and was assigned to the Delta team.

The delta team had several mission to accomplish during the trip: first they were in charge of the security on board and when exploration time would come they would be assigned to the scientists’ protection.

Rapidly many more soldiers, mechanics, scientists, and crew members came to be a part of the voyage.

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One week later, after packing all his things up he came back to the spaceport; the main military space station and departing point of most of the ships. It was a huge sprawling hub for passengers and merchandises all over the galaxy. He arrived five minutes before the others and had time to observe the ship.

This thing was a real beast of steel and many different metal alloys made to resist the rough conditions of a space flight. It was parked in a large hangar that was almost entirely filling with its sheer size. The general was right it looked gorgeous and no detail seemed to have been forgotten. Giving a clear description of the ship was impossible; it had a profiled looking, made to fly at high speed. The closer he came toward the engine the larger the ship became much bulkier until he arrived to the backside of the ship where only the exhaust port of the huge engines could be seen. He observed the long rows of canons on each side of the ship. The sheer sight of it made him shiver in fear. He knew that in case of any threat along the way these monsters would spit a storm of fire and steel right into the opponent’s face before they had time to even aim at their ship. Even the front of the ship was fitted with a forward facing gun that could shred anything that dared to stand in their way, from pieces of rock to other ships.

Soon the room was filled by soldiers staring in amazement at the ship. Soon the cargo hold opened on a large nacelle that slowly descended toward the ground.

On the nacelle the general McGregor was standing, in his shiny uniform, looking at us with a small smile of satisfaction. With him came several people Nick didn't know: one of them wore the uniform of a captain, another looked like a pilot, another seemed to be a scientist. There was also a muscular guy with hands as large as Nick's chest covered of grease and scars; “probably the main mechanic of the ship” supposed Nick. He also noticed a tall and svelte guy with a slightly mad look; he was wearing a belt where several ionic grenades were attached and on his uniform the easily recognizable sign of the artillery commandment team. Next to him was a real mountain of muscles wearing a uniform that seemed to be too small for him wearing a small golden triangle on his jacket. "That has to be the Delta team's commander" whispered Nick for himself. "Not a funny guy isn't he?" grumbled another guy next to Nick. Nick looks in this guy's direction to discover a young looking guy with a pale face, blond hairs and cobalt blue eyes. The guy looked in his direction and smiled. "Sorry… didn't even present myself. Name's Jake." he said warmly. "Nick… nice to meet you." he answered. They shook hands politely. "I guess you're in the Delta team?" asked Jake. "Yup… and you?" "Same thing… I hope it's gonna be funnier than here." "We'll find out soon I think."

The general when he finally touched the ground did a short greeting speech before asking us to get in formation unit by unit. One by one each unit was called by its chief and climbed on the nacelle that vanished in the ship before coming back. Rapidly it was Nick's turn to enter the mighty vessel. He arrived in the dim light of a huge space filled by crates and huge things attached to the ground. A long way through this mess was formed by two lines of green light on the floor. "Damn… they are not joking with this whole thing" whispered Jake, impressed "Look at all the things they are taking for this mission!"

Nick barely gave it a look; not interested at all by all of this. "My goodness look at that!" shouted Jake, grabbing Nick's shoulder. Nick sighed but turned his gaze in the direction his new found work mate was pointing at. A gasp escaped his agape mouth when he discovered what the dude was trying to show him. In front of them, held to the ground by energy bonds was standing a large vehicle fitted with three sets of wheels much bigger than them. "A nomad!" yelled Nick "Damn they aren't joking with this whole operation." "And look there" added Jake, excited like a child. "A… A tank… a fucking tank!" "Not one… ten at least… and it's not any tank. It's a Type 295 conqueror." "Damn… I thought it was still a prototype…" mumbled Nick. "Apparently not anymore." They stepped further and came to an abrupt stop when they discovered several small ships suspended to the ceiling. They were small and made of a slick black metal gleaning in the dim light. They had an arrow shape and ended on a large exhaust port. "A… A raptor!" roared Nick "It's impossible." "Damn… even the president's personal fleet doesn't have that." "Where did they even found all this stuff?" They kept wondering until they left the immense cargo hold. They entered another part of the ship that was partially empty where some strange looking creatures were walking,, carrying or pulling heavy looking crates and containers. "Clones…" grunted Nick in disgust. "You don't like them?" "No… they are just disgusting monstrosities made in laboratory." "They are pretty useful." "Protested Jake. "Of course they are" Spat Nick, glaring at one of the creatures as it walked past us without even noticing them. "But they're ugly as fuck and so dumb!" "We don't ask them to be smart; just to carry heavy things and do all the hard work. And… well I give you that they are really weird looking. I wonder why they make them look like this." "Maybe they don't want us to come too close and maybe to make them look fearsome." added a third guy, intruding in their discussion. "Or maybe it's to respect the laws." said a fourth man. "Laws?" asked Nick in doubt. "I heard some rumors saying that a law forbid human looking clones so they prefer make them look like animals." "Really weird animals in that case." commented Nick. He stared at one of the creature. It was entirely black, made of thick black rubber, were quadruped, had long ivory claws at least twice bigger than a human for the smallest models, had a long tail and neck ending on a bulky head and a long snout. Their mouth didn't hold any teeth, just a long broad rubbery tongue. They stared at them with reptilian emptu eyes. They were strong sure but it didn't stop Nick from hating them. "And look at this they all from the newest generation." shouted a fifth guy. "What's different?" growled Nick. "Stronger… faster… less dumb I think…" "Great…" They spent the next hour visiting the ship. The lower levels were only stocking areas, the power core, the engines and the armory and ammo stocks. Thy stopped in the armory and were all given their weapon. They didn't really have a choice. Some were given a shotgun while others like Nick got assault rifles and even a few got semi-automatic rifles or sniper rifles. The entire group received a laser pistol and an energy blade to complete their arsenal. This equipment was high tech but was surprising for a space ship. They were shown their respective room and were allowed to let their bags in.

The fourth deck was a giant laboratory where scientists were already looking at the whole set of gears and instruments they were given. In a darker corridor Nick noticed a door with a large red panel saying containment zone. Restricted area; do not enter.

He had no time to wonder what it could be useful to they had to move on. There was also an onboard hospital that was for now empty and silent. The fifth floor was a habitation floor. The sixth was where all the canons were stocked and from where they could be aimed and reloaded.

The seventh floor was the refectory and a wide resting area. The eighth and ninth floors were restricted areas too. The eights floor was the high ranked personnel's quarter and the ninth was the commandment center and the cockpit. Suddenly the speakers began crackling before the loud voice of the general echoed in the corridor.

"Attention please! All the personnel must be present in the refectory in ten minutes. Thank you." Nick followed his superior's instruction and headed to the refectory. When he arrived the place was already full of peoples. There was a large screen in every corner of the room. Shen suddenly turned on, showing the wrinkled face of the general. "Comrades… colleagues… welcome to your new home!" he shouted as an introduction. "I hope you're all enjoying this new place and have already taken your eases. We will be taking off soon, for a trip of six years to the Centaurus system." "Six years… damn haven't brought enough underwear for this trip." joked a soldier. "But don't worry you won't see it pass. We'll be all put into cryostasis when we will be out of the consortium’s area of influence which should happen in one week. Nick was relieved in some way

The speech lasted for five more minutes before Nick went back to his room. He started by tidying his things in the different cases. Ten minutes later he felt the ship trembling. He loooked outside by one of the large window to see the ship slowly rising in the air. He observed the spaceport as the ship began to move slowly. In minutes they had left the confinement of the shipping bay and were truly in space. The ship sped up until it reached its cruising speed. The first week was boring for almost everyone; there was nothing to do so they all spent the long days doing sport, chatting, watching holographic videos or… well… doing nothing.

Nick spent most of his time with the rest of the Delta team. He soon knew each and every member of the team and even more of the little squad of four men under his orders. The fourth day as he was drinking a can of soda in a corridor he saw, in the corner of his eyes a strange form. He focused his attention on the shimmering gold color it had until his eyes burst open. He choked on his soda and spat it all out on the floor; earning mocking comments from his friends. "What the fuck is that?" he asked, pointing at the thing that had just vanished in another corridor. Only a long tail was still in sight. "Oh that… it's Lyam" casually answered Jake. "Lyam! This thing has a name?" "Yes it does…” “Is it a clone?" "Yes it is one…" sighed Jake, throwing his empty can in a garbage can where it was instantly dissolved. "What the hell is he doing here?" growled Nick "His place is in the lower decks." "I don't think so…" replied Jake with a hint of mystery. "What do you mean?" "From what I know he is a member of the Echo team." "Echo team… you mean… the scientist team?" "Yep… this one." "Great… just great. What use could they get of a clone?" "A scientist told me it's a prototype of a new version. It's absolutely weaker compared to the others but from what the guy told me he is super intelligent; smarter than all the scientist team and has a memory that would just blow your mind." "Damn… but… I still don't see why he is there?" "I just told it to you he is there to assist them." "No you told me he was way better than them." "But in comparison he has no experience and could fail at any moment." "And apparently he is very shy and subject to anxiety crises." added a third guy with a rounded face, green eyes, a broken nose and red curly hairs named Brandon. "Not perfect" commented Nick with a mocking smile. Three days later they crossed the few beacons forming the great belt; the border of the consortium’s territory. Here started the unknown; the unexplored. What made excited chills shake his body. Sometime later the voice of the general burst from the speakers "All crew get ready for cryostasis. Make sure everything is secured and all non-vital systems shut down." Nick went through his bedroom, locked the different cases and wardrobes, and made sure everything was well secured then looked at the cryostasis tube that was lying on the opposite side of the room, near his bed. "Let's see how this thing works…". He grabbed the holographic tablet that was put near it and switched it on. He easily found the instructions. "Let's see… welcome to the Croystasis pod DX911 blablabla……" he quickly went through the first lines without really caring until he found the user instruction. "So… the user must be totally undressed; no non organic materials are allowed inside the tube. Damn… it's an old model. Ok… next… the subject must keep all his limbs inside the tube to allow hermetical sealing… makes sense. Then… the subject must keep his arms along his body… obvious… and must stay immobile to allow proper cryostasis." After came all the boring and pretty much useless instructions for him. He was used to cryostasis. He went directly to the end of the holographic document. "The subject must enter in the console the cryostasis duration in days then enter in the pod and close the door from inside. He looked around his room one last time; cracked his fingers and grunted "Let's get to it." He prepared clean clothes for the time he would wake up; took a quick shower and came back to the pod. He grabbed his mission order and activated the control panel. On the screen he entered all the different information, according to his orders. However when he was about to confirm everything he froze; his finger just above the button. He threw a quick glance at his orders again then at the panel. A little detail had attracted his gaze; something he had never noticed before. His briefing said the trip in hyper anthropic speed would take exactly 2290 days or six years but he was asked to awake in 2269 days. "Three weeks earlier!" he shouted "Damn… that's gonna be boring…" he whispered. He confirmed it anyway… he had no other choice. If he had disobeyed he would have risked severe punishment from his superior.

A low buzzing sound filled the silent room as the thing activated; a green light radiated from the inside of the pod, showing a clear liquid inside it. He undressed himself until he had only his underwear left and threw all the clothes away. He waited in silence; looking at the infinite space by the window of his room. He looked at his panties and took them out; throwing them in the pile of clothes. He was about to enter the empty pod when a loud knocking sound made him flinch. He turned his gaze to the door of his room. Who could be disturbing him right now? Wasn't everyone asleep already?

He hesitated for some time and finally ignored it. It had to be a crew member checking if everyone was in stasis.

But the knockings came again; much louder; much more insistent. Was it important?

He got on his feet and, careless about the fact that he was naked walked to the door. He activated a little panel on the side that showed a view of the outside. There; in front of his door was standing the thing he less expected to see. It had a black and gold scaled body; was walking on four clawed paws; had a long tail swaying widely behind him; a long neck leading to a strange head, a long snout; two amber eyes and a large, powerful mouth full of large fangs. The long crest he had under his chin was swaying every time he turned his head. His amber eyes were looking in every direction with a mix of panic and worry. He really seemed to be stressed out; on the brink of breaking in tears. Why did it have to fall on him? He waited… maybe he would go away on his own. But the creature seemed so panicked; so afraid… so cute in some way that he couldn't resist. He waited until he turned away and opened the door. The loud sound it made when it opened had the creature squeaking in fear. When his eyes fell upon the naked man standing in the entrance he couldn't hold a relieved sigh. "Finally someone awake!" he shouted, stepping closer to the man. Nick didn't expect the happy nuzzle the creature gave him. The contact of his soft scales on his skin felt odd however he shivered from it.

Even the creature seemed disturbed by his sudden excess of happiness. "… Sorry… I…" he stammered; his mostly golden cheeks turning a deep red. Nick felt increasingly nervous from the unexpected contact. He observed the thing standing before him with a growing nervousness. "Lyam…… is that it? I mean… you're Lyam right?" "Yep… it's me…" he answered. "What do you want?" "Well… I… I… kinda… need your help…" "What kind of help?" "I have some issues with my cryostasis pod… and I… well… I can't solve them alone." "A scientist that can't solve a problem that's new." Lyam giggled nervously, avoiding looking at Nick directly. "Well… it's out of my reach… literally." "I don't get it…" "I mean I can't close the pod myself. My arms are too short." This revelation had the only effect of making Nick laugh loudly. "Yeah yeah keep mocking me I'll make you pay for that." "With what…" "Oh my claws are sharp and my fangs even more." "Yeah yeah… and me I have a riffle with piercing round. And trust me your scales are a pathetic shell against that." "Oh really… where is it? Because the only gun I see right now is this." he said, provokingly. Before Nick could cover himself the dragon's snout bumped in his private parts, his nostrils pressed against his soft penis, his tongue swiftly dashing over his balls. Nick gasped and shoved the pesky creature away from him, hiding himself with his hands.

This time it was Lyam's turn to laugh, proud of himself. "Little scaly bastard." grunted Nick, giving a gentle shove in the creature's chest, finding it surprisingly soft and warm to the touch. They both laughed together until they could only gasp and cough, choking on bare air. "Anyway… are you gonna help me or not?" "I'm coming… just give me a second to get in my panties." "No need to dress yourself up. Ninety-nine percent of the ship is sleeping." "Who is the last percent?" "Us silly…" chuckled Lyam "And… I… pretty much… enjoy what I'm looking at right now…" "Little pervert…" grunted Nick, giving Lyam a gentle punch "Anyway… let's get to it before we get stuck to a wall."

At his words the voice of the captain filled the corridor. "Attention please. Five minutes before entering anthropic speed. All crew must be in cryostasis before this time." "Let's hurry then." sighed Lyam. "I follow you."

Lyam took the lead, guiding him through the maze of corridors forming the habitation quarters. While they did so he realized that Lyam was; for some weird reason swaying his rump with his tail held upright; showing everything of him. Nick felt slightly nervous from this creature showing himself like this. He avoided staring too much but he couldn't keep his eyes away from the rather handsome and intriguing form. He took sneaky glances at Lyam's backside. He had to admit this tight rump had a little something that made it look very attractive. After just a few seconds of watching this inviting rump he felt himself getting hard. It was hard to deny that Lyam was beautiful by both the look of his pristine scales which shimmering color glowed in the light and by what he had under his tail. Near the tail base was a tight puckered ring of muscles that was probably the entrance to his anus; below he could distinguish two plump spheres in a scaly pouch. His balls were huge compared to his general size and he probably had gallons of seed to release. Slightly below he discovered a strange fleshy rift in his scales that was slightly parted, giving way to a red tip. "Like what you see?" "Eh… what… what did you say?" asked Nick, a rad blush warming his cheeks. "I said are you enjoying what you see?" "I don't see what you're talking about…" lied Nick. "Don't lie to me I know you have been staring all along… I'm not doing all that for nothing." "I'm not into gay stuff…" pretended Nick; trying to hide his blush. "Oh really… that's not what a specific part of your body is saying." It took Nick sometime to register what the dragon meant. He gasped; discovering himself at full mast. "Don't hide yourself… I'm enjoying it quite a lot." "Little bastard. I never imagined clones would be such teases." "I am indeed." "And to answer your question yes I'm enjoying it… you look quite well endowed… from a human point of view at least. Compared to these in the cargo hold you must be so tiny in comparison." "I'm not tiny!" protested Lyam, trying to look impressive. "You know you're not very terrifying when you're barely above my shoulder." "Fuck of… I can still be very dangerous when I want… and you'd better not push me to my limits." They walked in silence but Lyam kept swaying his back but in a much more discreet way. "Stop teasing me it's not working!" finally shouted Nick. "Maybe… but I really love to make you feel uncomfortable." "Puerile little freak." "Yes… apparently I'm really good at making peoples freak out." "I see that."

"Here we are!" he shouted after one more minute of awkward walking. He finally lowered his tail to Nick's relief. He unlocked the door and allowed Nick to enter. The room is very similar to his own but looks much more empty. "Yes I know… I don't have a lot of things… I'm not attached to material things" let out Lyam like he had anticipated what Nick was about to say "Let's get to it shall we."

Without waiting he jumped in his pod; spattering some of the liquid on the floor. When Nick came closer the creature had already rolled on his back, his tail curled in an awkward position; his paws hanging in the air; eyes closed. Nick couldn't help himself and looked down and caught a glimpse of red in the pool of green liquid. "You'd better close this damn thing and run back to your pod before they go in anthropic speed instead of staring like a pervert. I can show it to you in six years…."

"In six years then" grumbled Nick as he grabbed the handle and pulled it down. "Have a good sleep." whispered Lyam as the pod closed; instantly sealing. "You too…" answered Nick. Through the thick glass he could see Lyam smile in his direction. He looked at a holographic clock. One minute left. He ran back in his room and jumped in his pod. Just after he heard the loud hiss indicating that the pod was hermetically sealed a loud bang shook the ship. "Hehe… right on time…" he whispered as the cryostasis tube activated.

………

A loud noise echoed in Nick's head. Like the old alarm clock he had when he was young. He rolled on his side; dipping in the liquid. He tried to breath but only a disgusting liquid invaded his lungs. He abruptly woke up; coughing and spitting the liquid he had just swallowed. "What the…" he whispered. He tried to get in a sitting position but his head only hit a tough surface. "What the hell…" he grumbled, massaging his painful head. His eyes opened but at first he only distinguished a blur of colors. It took him some time he to realize he was dipping in a cold blue green liquid. He let out a long relieved breath. He recognized the cryopod. "Six years" he whispered to himself. He flinched; it felt so weird. For him barely a second had passed like he had just blinked his eyes. He reached out with a hand and opened the croypod. He felt slightly dizzy; his head ached, his muscles felt and his brain numb. You don't dream when you're frozen. He felt like he had drunk for an entire week except that his throat was so dry. He tried to get up but only fell back in the liquid. "Damn it…". He Managed to get up, covered of the liquid. "Great… I'm good for a shower. He walked on wobbly feet to the bathroom. The hot water made him gasp; his body felt so cold before. The shock had him trembling. He stayed a long time under the hot water jets; cleaned himself of the sticky substance. He dried himself, shaved, and dressed up. When he came back to his room he heard a strange sound coming from the cryopod. He threw at a quick glance at the console. A led message box covered the whole screen, covered of warning and error report. He looked the most recent one. "Error sealing compromised; refrigerant liquid leak detected. Subject's protection and safety compromised. Emergency awakening procedure engaged… what the fuck." He let a finger slide across the screen making all the errors scroll before his eyes until he reached the first one.

"ERROR emergency unlocking procedure unsuccessful; please try again." "IT was… one week ago…" he mumbled, comparing the date on the screen and the one on his communication device. He looked with more interest. Apparently someone tried to engage the emergency procedures at least one hundred time with only successive failures for different reasons going from system failure, invalid password to a weird unidentified personnel ID. Nick opened the report and dug for this. He found it at the bottom of the document. "E001-2908-5481-AE… someone of the Echo team!" he exclaimed, surprised" However something wasn't right, something looked very unusual: the two letters at the end indicated something very different. What meant this AE code? Was it the scientist's chief who tried to wake him up? Why him? Was there something wrong?

He opened the history of use of the cryopod. At first all seemed normal. There was just the weekly checking of vital functions for six long years until a manual intervention on the console asking for a stop of the cryogenic stasis one week ago. The same operation was repeated countless time until three days ago. From there the machine only showed error reports, intrusions in the system to manual opening of the case that failed until the latest report announcing a leak in the confined case. "Damn… they really tried everything to wake me up… Was there something wrong?" He looked around his room. It was empty and silent as he expected it to be however some things didn't seemed to be at the place he left them, his bed was quite messy but he was sure he had done it before going into the cryopod but now it was all messed up. And there was a strange scent in the air mixed to the usual smells of his cabin. It was like… an animalistic fragrance; a musky odor that aggressed his senses. It reminded him much of Lyam's natural scent he had a hard time dealing with when he entered his room. But why was this scent here? Nervous he finished preparing himself and realized the whole place was strangely silent; there was only the deep sound of the engine in the background. "It's getting really weird in here."

He grabbed his assault rifle; made sure it was loaded and stepped closer to the door. He opened it slowly, making as less noise as possible. The corridor was plunged in a complete darkness. Only the red emergency lightings were activated, showing a vague empty hallway. Nick started his flashlight and looked around the corridor. Nothing. Not a single sound, not a single move in the dark. He took a step forward. His foot collided with something large; something heavy; something that whined when he touched it. He gasped, as he fell over the thing. He hit hard the cold steel floor, his finger involuntarily pulling the trigger. A flash of blue light illuminated the corridor for a split second as a projectile burst from the canon of his weapon, bouncing on the wall before vanishing in the darkness.

He was given no time to recover as something jumped on his back and rolled him over with an incredible forced right before a heavy weight fell on him. He gasped; all the air he had fleaing from his lungs as the thing pressed harder against him. He saw two amber orbs gleaning in the pitch dark corridor. He trembled in fear. What was this thing? What was it planning to do to him? A cold sweat wetted his back as the two gleaning eyes slowly closed the gap between them. He felt the moist air the creature breathed right in his face. He tried to squirm out of the thing's grasp but it held him in place with too much strength for him to resist; its claws were digging in his clothes, shredding the thick fabric with an alarming ease. He was now dangerously close to him. The thing leaned closer and closer; it's maws a mere inch away from his face. He thought his last hour arrived; that he was about to die. A warm and wet thing came probing at his face, triggering little shivers. He was both disgusted and horrified by this sweet appendage licking his neck and cheeks; slathering his face in a thick slime. "Get of me…" he managed to spit. The beast didn't even ear a word and kept his ministration, moving higher until his broad tongue dashed over his lips. He grimaced in disgust, glaring at the two amber spheres floating in darkness before him. Astonishingly he found them not full of an animalistic hunger for his flesh and bones but full of joy and a childish playfulness. It didn't make any sense. Why was this beast happy and so affectionate with him; like he would do to an old friend he hadn't seen in a while.

He held still, pinned on the freezing cold ground cold floor as the creature rubbed itself against him, hugged him in a strange fashion and covered his face of his saliva.

Finally he felt the contact of something soft and warm against his left cheek, sliding against his skin in a weird grinding motion. Suddenly; through the many noises the thing made something that sounded like whimpers; like some sort of sobs. A cold droplet fell on his lips. Curious he let it slip inside his mouth. It had a quite salty taste and felt like water in his mouth. Was the thing really crying?

An instant later the beast's muzzle had reached his left ear. A low voice full of happiness and held back tears whispered. "I'm so happy that you are awake."

His eyes shot open. This voice; this so sweet and soft voice… he knew it. It was none other than Lyam.

"*GASP* Lyam… what the… are you doing here?" he managed to mumble between two series of ravenous licks from this slippery tongue. Lyam didn't answer.

Nick was getting tired of this really weird affection he was given by the playful creature. He realized the grip of his claws had loosened on his legs; giving him some space to move. He kicked the beast that squealed in pain. His tight grip vanished as he staggered back with a loud whimper. Before he could recover Nick had rolled on the side; grabbed a hold of his riffle; deactivated the security, charged a shot into the canon and fired. The loud noise it made echoed in the empty corridor. He hadn't really aimed precisely; neither didn't wanted to harm Lyam. He just wanted to make sure the little too affectionate creature wouldn't come back. He heard Lyam's whine and whimpers of pain. He searched for the flashlight switch that had turned off when his weapon fell to the ground. He pointed it toward Lyam; the light of his torch probably blinding his eyes. The laser sight was aiming right between his eyes. A large wound had opened in his left cheek, blood pouring out of it; staining his pretty golden scales with trail of vermillion blood.

"Calm down… don't shoot at me…" whined Lyam; trying to stop the blood flow with his bare paws. "Don't ever do that again…" Growls Nick, putting another round in the barrel. "It was just a hug…" he squealed "Just a good old fucking hug!" he protested; tears forming in the corner of his eyes. "Don't like hugs…" grunted Nick; slowly Nick lowers his weapon, disabling the shot that had been patiently waiting to be fired. "Can I at least nuzzle you? You don't have problem with nuzzles… right?" Nick let his weapon fall again and opened his arms to the little creature staring at him. In a deep silence Lyam closed up and affectionately rubbed his scally snout against Nick's cheeks, finding a good place to rest his chin on Nick shoulder.

Nick shoved him away; feeling a warm liquid rain on his face. He gathered some of it on his finger and looked at it under the light of his torch. He found out it was just blood. He glazed at Lyam and realized blood was pouring from the large wound he had just inflicted him. "Are you ok?" "Yeah… just… aches a bit…. At least I learned I shouldn't mess around with you." "You can hug me but don't jump on me like that." "Understood…" "Anyway follow me we should patch this wounds up before they infect." "No… no… there is no need to…" stammered Lyam like he was afraid of it. "Come on don't act like a child I have access to almost all the ship. We should find some bandages for you at the hospital." "Nick… I mean… there is no need to worry for me… It will heal itself on its own."

"Dude don't be a foul it bleeds quite badly." "Nick use your eyes and watch." he huffed. Nick raised an eyebrow and stared at the young creature. And unexpectedly the wound began to close. "What the…" "Nanotechnology…" whispered Lyam with a slight smile. "Damn… where did you found that?" "Implemented… with… many other things…" "Like what?" "Well… they've increased my strength… made me… smarter and gave me many mechanical augmentations" he explained, showing the many scars covering his body.

"Must hurt…" mumbles Nick with a pained grimace. "Grew used to the many aches…" Nick slowly looked around. "Where are all the others?" "Sleeping… I think I already told you that." "Yeah… maybe… I don't remember. Anyway… why are we the only one awake?" "Well… my cryopod malfunctioned… like critically malfunctioned. Right now my room is flooded of cryo liquid. All the electronic devices are dead and all my things are… unusable." "When did it happen?" "A week ago… something like that…" "And me?… Why am I awake?" "Well I searched the whole ship for someone awake but everyone was still in stasis." "Doesn't answer my question… how did you even entered into my room?" "You forgot to lock it, just had to open it." "And you tried to open my pod right?" "Yes… I tried… again and again… but access was denied to me every time I tried." "I saw your Identification code in the history use of the pod… it looked really weird." "Yes… I know… I have a special access code… it's because I have access to parts of the ship forbidden to the others of the scientist team." he explained. "Like what?" "Like… well… the containment area… and… I don't know… so much other parts of the ship I couldn't count them all."

"Did you try to open it… manually?" "Yes… one day ago… but I just got kicked awan by the security measures." "So… why am I awake if you didn't manage to wake me up?" "Well… I had to hack the system… please don't tell it to anyone. Anyway… I just managed to speed up the process." Why did you woke me up anyway?" "I felt so alone… I wanted company…" he winced "And… I needed your help?" "For what?" "Well… I don't have access to the food stocks… I can't even start a food generator…" "And you need me to do it for you right?" "Exactly…" he nodded, his belly gurgling to prove his point.

"Then let's find you something to eat." He stepped forward just to receive the beast's tail right in the crotch. He winced, falling on his knees. He saw the black and gold appendage swaying just above his head, missing his face from a mere inch. "What was that for?" he whined, covering his painful balls. "That was for kicking me in the balls…" growled Lyam, his snout inching closer, his bared fangs glistening with saliva. "You… bastard…" Nick hissed; his jaws pressed together; his fist clenched to try and ignore the pain sparkling from his balls.

"I know it hurts but you deserved It." spat Lyam angrily. "You little scaly… bitch… I'm gonna make you eat your fucking balls…" "At least try…" huffed Lyam; "I still can bite…" "And me I can turn your balls to bloody shreds." he grunted in return; pulling out a knife from his boots. Lyam winced and walked back, keeping his distances with the sharp blade. Nick got on his feet with a grunt, his balls still throbbing with pain. "So let's find a food generator before you decide to eat me alive." Lyam squeaked in fear; staring at Nick in horror "That's awful what you say you know…. I'd never eat someone." "Yea yeah… pretend it never crossed your mind little monster." "No… never…. Listen… I know I have claws… and fangs… ant that they look sharp… and trust me they are. But I never ate someone and I never thought about it. I've never tasted blood in my entire life anyway." "I'm joking Lyam… I'm just joking…" answered Nick, rubbing Lyam's head just behind one of his ivory horns; making him purr in delight. "Come on follow me."

After a good meal in the crew's refectory that Nick managed to open they began to wander throughout the silent ship thanks to Nick's access card.

Sadly he still couldn't access the control centre but they still had tone of place to keep themselves busy. First Lyam showed him his room. It was much worth than Nick could have imagined: when Lyam opened the door a greenish fluid invaded the corridor. In a second he had his feet dipping to his ankles in a green goo that carried an acrid stench. "Gross…" whined Lyam; moving to the side to avoid getting his paws stained by the goo. "Damn… that's one hell of a mess…" grumbled Nick. The whole room was a lake of light green glowing liquid; objects floating on the surface. "What happened here?" "I don't really know. When I woke up my whole pod was flooded with this shit. I couldn't breathe. I was drowning in this crap. I managed to open the pod and I discovered that all the room was just more and more of this mess. I think it's one of the pipes that broke off. Can't you stop the flow?" "Not from here… and it requires a maintenance access card." "So I don't have access to… great…" "It's not a big deal… I can sleep somewhere else." They kept walking and chatting in the ship's so silent corridors. Not even noticing that they had taken sever stairs going down, deeper in the ship's entrails. They stopped in what looked one of the cargo stocking area. The place was pitch dark and silent as the rest of the vessel was. They walked in silence with the only source of light they had. "I was thinking… maybe we could restart the generators… I'm getting tired of walking in the dark." "Bright Idea… however could we leave this place like… quickly…?" "Why?" "I don't feel… comfortable in here…" "Yeah… me too…. Feels like a phantom ship or so… like something is gonna jump from the darkness and tear us apart…" "Yes…" pitifully squeaked Lyam, trembling in the beam of Nick's flashlight. "Yeah me too…" agreed Nick, making a circular motion with his riffle, making large crates appear then vanish in darkness. They arrived in front of a thick steel made door totally sealed that had to be opened with a large wheel. Nick turned it several time until he heard a loud noise indicating that the door was unlocked. He pulled it until the heavy panel began to move on its supports with a loud wincing noise. "Come on it's this way…" gruntad Nick, massaging his aching hands. Lyam hesitated then stepped in the room. The heavy door closed behind them, making a loud bang at it slammed in the wall before automatically shutting itself.

"Well… at least we know the locks still work…" tried to joke Nick but it sounded empty. They entered in a place as dark as the rest. It seemed even emptier than the rest. Everything was silent beside the usual purr of the nearby engines. In the pitch dark place they felt increasingly nervous. Pipes appeared in the light for a brief second, looking like twisted metallic arms; wires were dangling from the roof like layers of tentacles that would lash at them if they dared to walk below them. "What's this place?" "A maintenance access… quite creepy Huh…" "Yeah… very creepy. Why are we using it anyway?" "Well the main access point is locked down like… well like almost all the ship for security reason and I don't have access to this part of the ship." "Damn they're really paranoid." "You have no idea." he sighed, pointing his flashlight forward. "What's that noise? And… where does all these vibration come from?" "The engine…" grunted Nick, crouching to get below a thick pipe. "Where are they?" "Right behind this wall." "And… and the generators?" "Behind this door there." answered Nick lighting up another metallic door.

A loud noise made them freeze. "Shit… what was that?" whined Lyam, looking in every direction. "I don't know… but I don't like it…" They kept walking, Nick pointing his riffle ahead of him, making sure any dark corner was left unchecked. Once again the loud noise shook every fibre of their body. "Crap…" whined Lyam as his snout bumped hard into a pipe he had totally forgotten was there "Can we leave this place quickly please?" "Calm down we're almost there…" "I hope so…" The door gave no resistance like he expected it and they entered in a much larger room that was thankfully illuminated like a Christmas tree. It was looking like a control room full of consoles and indicators. Near a wall Nick noticed some of the servers that were probably stocking every little piece of information about the generators. "So… do you know how to use it?" "Kinda…" "What does that mean?" "Simply that I know how to restart it… not to… control it precisely." "Well let's restart it then… and after take a good meal." "Don't talk about food you're making me hungry…" laughed Nick "I could eat you alive." "Shouldn't it be me who say that?" commented Lyam "I mean… with the claws and fangs… thing…" "Yeah forget about that." Nick put his riffle down near a console and switched it on. "Identification required…" ordered the synthetic voice of the AI linked to the machine. Nick put his ID card near the reading device,. "Identification… please wait…" called out the voiace in it's cold and emotionless voice. "Authentication confirmed… welcome sergeant Nick… " "Yeah yeah shut up and give me access." "Warning Delta authorisation only gives you access to basic control system. A Charlie ID card is required for maximum use of the generator." "I don't care." The screen shifted, showing a bunch of graphics and numbers. Nick began typing on the keyboard with one hand while moving through the interface with the other. "AAhh… there we are… the restart function." "Warning… the restart function is disabled according to the flight plan the generator will self-reactivate in two days twenty hours fifteen minutes and twenty two second. Alpha access is required for modifications of the flight plan." "Are you kidding me!" roared Nick, slamming his fist in the console's metallic frame. "So… you mean we're gonna stay in the dark for three days…!" screamed Lyam "Damn I'm starving." "No… no… don't worry… just… let me try something…" grumbled Nick, writing quickly a bunch of commands." "Emergency restart procedure has been required by user… beginning emergency procedure." "The emergency procedure… aren't you gonna make all the system crash?" "No no no… I'm just bypassing the security". "If you say so…" "Accost denied…" finally shouted the unpleasant voice as the screen became red. "What have you done?!" "Nothing… I just send the request and…" yelped Nick, taking a step back, making large gestures. "According to the security charts all activation of an emergency procedure with a low access ID requires a justification report. Please send a report to the NOX system before any further attempt. Warning not following standard procedures expose the users to troubles and probable injuries." "bureaucracy sticks to us everywhere we go…" spat Lyam angrily. "I think we have no other choice than to write this fucking report." "I let you do that… keyboards are… not really my thing…" huffed Lyam waving his claws.

It was much easier than Nick imagined. He just had to choose in a list of keyword. "So… unintended awakening of crewmembers before scheduled date." Instantly the information displayed on the screen changed. "Please enter the number of crew member awake, rank and Identification code." Nick began to enter his personal information’s. In an instant a virtual ID card appeared on the screen, he read the information again, making sure nothing was missing then confirmed it. "So… now onto you…" he mumbled. "Go fuck yourself…" "Excuse me what did you say?" "I'm not giving this machine my name!" hissed Lyam defensively. "Can I know why?" "I have my reasons…" "This answer doesn't satisfy me. Why are you so reluctant?" "I'll say nothing… these information are top secret…" "Ok mister top secret… but if you don't give me the information we'll never restart this generator. The choice is yours. Do you want to stay in the dark for three more day? Without food, without water, without any source of entertainment. Or will you quit your confidential bullshit and give me what I need!" "I won't… you'll never get something from me like that. I don't know… put someone else's name in there… they won't see the difference." "Really… you're the dumbest scientist I've ever heard. You know they're gonna interrogate us when they'll see the report and they'll investigate on us. So don't act stupid and give me your ID code." "Go eat a Morkshleg cock!" roared Lyamm. "And for food… I could put all those claws and fangs to use… if you see what I mean…" he rumbled, dashing his tongue across his fangs. In an instant Nick had grabbed his riffle; made a half turn and emptied the entire clip near Lyam; some rounds piercing the metal floor; some other ending in the walls and some inflicting light injuries, a few bruises. However one ended up piercing the thick scales of his shoulder plate; digging a little bloody hole in his flesh. "Have you lost your mind!" he screamed, backing in terror, vermillion blood leaking from the many light wounds his gun inflicted to him. "Don't ever say that again…" "Say what?" "That you're gonna eat me…" "Chill out it was just a fucking joke. You're no fun…" winced Lyam. "I don't joke with people's life… even more with you." growled Nick, forcing the creature's maws open with his gun; the hot canon resting on his tongue. "So now you tell me what I need to know or I press the trigger." Nick wasn't prepared to what came next. Lyam violently bucked managing to slip out of Nick's grasp; throwing the gun away. Nick had no time to recover and was brutally shoved on his back by Lyam's snout; all the air in his lungs fleeing out. He tried to get up; or to sit at least but Lyam was much quicker to react than him. Before his brain even registered it Nick was pinned to the ground under the beast's surprisingly heavy weight; sharp claws digging in his supposedly thick Armor like it was made of butter. "Damn… he really has sharp claws…" he thought for himself as a cold sweat travelled down his spine. Lyam's snout slowly inched closer, bared fangs glistening with thick smelly saliva drooling and dripping over his chest armor. "Listen carefully Nick… you can't force me to do what I don't want to do… so don't try to intimidate me again. I have never tasted human flesh before but there is always a first time right?" he grumbled, licking his lips in a disgusting anticipation. "And me I still can do that!" shouted Nick, slamming his head in the dragon's snout. The contact oh hard scales and bones against his forehead felt… different. Nick had put all his strength in that hit and surely did Lyam felt it. Nick heard something crack and the dragon backed away, leaving him alone. However the blow had some unintended consequences. The sheer force of the impact left Nick stunned, half knocked out on the cold steel floor. He slowly came to a sitting position, groaning in pain, massaging his painful head. He could clearly hear Lyam's winces of pain as he slowly rose his snout, blood leaking from his nostrils. "My snoot… you broke it…" winced Lyam, looking at the blood dribbling on his golden paw. "Deserved it…" huffed Nick, getting on his feet, supporting himself with one of the control console. "Next time I hope you learn to not do that kind of thing to me." "I'm gonna make you eat your own tongue!" "Just try…" Nick walked on wobbly legs to the console where the report was still waiting for him. "So… are you willing to give me your fucking ID code now or are we gonna wait another eternity?" "You'll have to break more bones before I give you this answer." "Don't tempt me…". Nick sighed; he wasn't going anywhere like this. Lyam was stronger than he expected and he seemed decided to keep his lips sealed on this information. "Why does he refuses to give me this code? Is there something I should be aware of?" As he asked himself these questions he wandered in the interface until he noticed something. "Hmmm… what do we have here." he whispered. He pressed the button and read the description for himself. "Security scanner… scans the entire room for identification of all personnel in range. Delta authorisation required to use this functionality. Hmmm… that's great." "What have you found?" "Something… just… give me a second to read the description." He waited for some time, making sure to keep Lyam nervous. The suspense was total. He could hear each heavy breath, every loud gulp the creature did. He finally pressed the button. Instantly all the exits of the room slammed shut and locked themselves up. "What the hell…" "Please hold still while the scanner proceed" said a synthetic voice in the speakers. "A scanner! You… bastard!" Shouted Lyam looking in all direction for a way to get out of there. "Chill out it's just a scanner." "No no no… you don't understand… I…" his sentence ended in an ear splitting shriek.

Nick watched as a green beam of light lighted up the room, going from one wall to the opposite. At the second he touched Lyam he howled in an obvious pain, his body tensing then jerking. He stared at Nick with empty eyes as he fell on the floor; convulsing harshly. "My goodness… what have I done…" whispered Nick, wiping all the sweat that had formed on his forehead. He looked powerlessly at the beast convulsing and blanking out before him. A thin grey smoke escaped from his neck. It was weird. What could be the cause of this smoke? It seemed to come from… beneath his scales. "What the fuck is that?!" mumbled Nick, totally helpless. He turned his gaze at the control console and saw the progressing bar filling half of the screen. "Come on… hold on… we're halfway through."

He knew that a scan like this took around one minute and the thirty seconds left were probably the longest of his entire life. Finally it ended with a small "blip" sound. "All personnel identified… stand by while the system analyses the data." Nick threw a quick glance at the screen to see the system going at an incredible speed through all the crew's files to identify both of them. Suddenly it stopped on a precise folder using the same code Nick had seen later as its name. It opened before his eyes; showing a series of picture on which he could see Lyam from different angles and below lines of text. It was a complete identification file. He read.

Name: Lyam Virnamov

Surname: Lyam

ID code: E001-2908-5481-AE

Species: dragon

Characteristic: cloned

Gender: male

Age: unknown

Height: five and a half foot

Origin: Granver genetic labs.

Location: CONFIDENTIAL

Detailed identification: prototype from the C-project Mark II.

Specifications: increased strength by 200%; increased intelligence (off scale numbers more precise examination required). Regeneration capabilities (nanobots hive) prototype of mechanical augmentation EXO MARK VIII implemented. Presence of large wings for high altitude and high speed flight (warning: cut for safety reasons. Make sure to do regular checks to ensure they don't grow back).

Important information: growth cycle interrupted for convenience. Please advise the researcher Victor Regron before reactivating growth.

Warning: users of the Mark II prototype (identified under the name of Lyam) must be aware of emotional instability on the prototype. He is subject to stress and has a tendency to overreact.

Recommendations: It is highly recommended to not put the prototype under any kind of stressful or dangerous situation. The prototype may become aggressive, ending on a favourable terrain to premature death or important injuries and probable destruction of the prototype.

Disclaimer: The Granver genetic labs and its partners will deny all responsibilities in case of unexpected prototype malfunction or turn back. Any injuries to users will not fall on Granver labs.

Pursuits: in case of damages or destruction of the prototype the responsible will risk judiciary pursuits for destruction of military equipment.

Further information on the prototype are available below click on the link to see the complete file.

Nick did so but instantly the screen turned a deep red as tones of warnings appeared everywhere. "Warning restricted access. The following information are restricted to qualified personnel. An ALPHA PRIME access is required." "ALPHA PRIME… damn… they really want to keep it secret."

He knew from sure sources that only the general had this type of authorisation. "What is important enough on you to have all these security?" His eyes wandered on the screen, searching for a breach, a weaponing in the virtual wall of protection but there was none. There was no other access point than the usual one. "Whatever… I'll find out later…" he sighed, closing the file. A loud noise attracted his gaze to a small information bubble thq had popped on the screen. "ALPHA code detected. All functions are now available." "An ALPHA access! What the heck?" Nick was lost; his eyes went from the console to the… dragon… lying on the floor, whimpering in pain. "You really have a lot of things to tell me Lyam…" The dragon only winced weakly. It'll have to wait. He went back in the menus and entered the restart procedure. He quickly looked over the protocols and validated the command. "Generator restart procedure confirmed. All personnel please go to secured area while the generator restarts." Through the large window he saw the immense reactor come to life, lighting up like a Christmas three. From lager translucent pipes a glowing blue liquid was pumped in the reactor core. The same blue glow soon invaded the entire room as the humongous metal beast came to life. A regular energy pounding like the beating of a heart reverberate in the pipes as more liquid was injected in the core. "Ahhh… antimatter reactors… what a great invention…" he sighed; observing in amazement the state of the art reactor begin to do what it had been made fore: producing energy. "Reactor at 50%…" "Kinda slow…" he commented, staring at the machine behind the thick window. At his words everything sped up.

In seconds the reactor was ready, pouring pure, untammed energy through the infinite network of cables and wires of the ship. "Reactor fully operational… primary systems restarted. Electric generator restart procedure engaged" announced the dead voice of the A.I.

A series of red light automatically switched on, giving the entire room a creepy look. Nick turned off his own flashlight and walked to the barely conscious drake. "Are you ok?" he asked, grimacing from the acrid stench of burned flesh and scales. A patch on his neck had turned ash black and the pristine scales formed nothing more than a disgusting goo. "I hate you so much…" cried Lyam, avoiding his gaze at all cost. "Are you ok?" "It hurts so much…" he whined. "My bad… just… what happened to you?" "You… you didn't gave me enough time to warn you… I have a microchip like you… and everyone on this ship by the way but mine is… broken." "Broken?" Repeated Nick, surprised "but it worked." "It does… but… it… malfunctions." "I don't get what you mean." "It has a tendency to… overheat…" "Did I…?" "Yup… you did… and it hurts so badly. It's like I had a thousand fiery snakes devouring my flesh." "Yeah… I think I get It." mumbled Nick. "…gross…" he whispered for himself. "Did it work at least?" "It did… and… even better than I imagined." "You know?" "That you have a Alpha authorisation… yes… I'm pretty surprised you do." "No… not that… I mean… you read it right?" "I did… and it was… a really interesting reading if you wanna know." "I don't doubt that. Did you… restart the generator?" "It is right now." at the same instant a flow of white light assaulted their used to the pitch dark environment eyes. "Generator restart successful. All electrical devices are now on." "Well… it looks like it did." huffed Nick, covering his eyes from the violent light.

They waited until their eyes grew used to the blinding light. "Why do you have an Alpha access?" "It's not exactly a… Alfra access… it's a partial one." "Le a bit more precise please." "Well…I can't access to… all the ship like the highest crew member but I can activate all of the ship's programs and system… well… almost every one of them." "It's weird…" "Yeah… but… kinda helpful…" "So… shall we… move from here and maybe… heal that?" proposed Nick, pointing at the dark burned patch. "Good idea…" grunted Lyam "and this time we can use the main access:" "Agreed… I'm definitely not going back in this corridor." "Neither do I." The door automatically opened when they came close enough to it. They left the room in silence. They entered in an endless looking corridor. "M1ch better than the maintenance access." shouted Lyam, his voice echoing in the empty space. "Definitely…"

The long corridor took them back to an area they had already noticed before: the waste treatment area. "What's this place?" asked Lyam "Smells nasty." "Yeah… it's the waste treatment area." "Damn… what can they treat here that smells so nasty?" "Waists…" grumbled Nick. "What kind of waste?" "Not my speciality but from what I know it goes from the reactor's waste to… well… the crew's wastes." "Gross…" "And you don't even know the worst yet." Snorted Nick, covering his mouth and nose with a mask he found suspended to a hook on a wall to Lyam's envy. "Come on… it can't be worse than that." "You have no idea…" "Come on… there's no way it can be worse than this stench…" "You've wanted it. *SIGH* they recycle it and we eat it again." "What!" squeaked Lyam in a sheer horror "Don't tell me they're really doing that!" "Indeed they are. What? Did you imagined they would bring enough food to feed us all?" "Yes…" "Do you have any idea of the room it takes and the extra weight we'd have to carry? It's better to well… recycle all that heavy cumbersome waste and use it for… greater things. And let me tell you that on other ships it leaves a taste in food so we can think ourselves lucky." "I'm gonna throw up."

At his words something enormous grabbed him by the neck and lifted him of the ground. Nick watched in disbelief as he saw an immense dark for coming from apparently nowhere carry the much smaller, almost tiny in comparison creature. He followed the giant creature's step as it slowly walked to one of the recycling units. "If you fat dumb ass thinks of throwing him in there I'm gonna blow your head off whatever it might take to do so!" angrily roared Nick. The creature stopped, its long neck and bulky snout hovering just above one of the recycler. Lyam was dangling from the very end of this immense maws, held tightly by the creature’s powerful jaws that had somehow managed to hook to his back. "Are you ok up there?" shouted Nick from where he was. Lyam raised a thumb claw. His mouth seemingly stuffed; his cheeks bulging outward. The creature that was holding seemed to be waiting for something to happen. It took Nick a minute or two to understand what the beast was waiting for. "You know you can throw up now… it won't go to waste." Lyam let everything out, a stream of a greenish mix falling in the recycling unit. When and only when he was completely finished did the creature curled his neck and bend over to let Lyam gently touch the ground. When the strong maws slightly opened, enough for him to move Lyam jumped and came hiding himself behind Nick, using him as some kind of shield. Before them stood a massive creature, standing on four muscular legs, it's paw ending on sharp claws that seemed slightly undersized for the beast's proportions. It's body was in some point similar to Lyam: a large chest, a pretty slender body, a thick sinuous tail swaying behind him, a neck as long and supple, a bulky snout and two reptilian eyes to go with it. However it lacked all the spikes and horns Lyam had and when it opened its maws Nick only saw blunt teeth like horse's teeth and a broad thick tongue.

When the creature turned it's snout to face them Nick found that it had a pretty… empty gaze. Like it lacked something inside, like it was unable to feel any emotion. Nick's gaze slowly travelled down along the beast's neck. It was mostly black except for some part of his body which were a deep purple colour. One of the main difference with Lyam was that it didn't looked or felt like scales, more like a slick rubbery material. Nick knew what it was as did Lyam even though the little dragon seemed terrified by the sight of his much larger sibling.

"Why are you afraid? It's only one of your many brothers." taunted Nick in amusement. He knew he was right Lyam was in some way like all the clones the ship used for difficult tasks from moving the heavy equipment no human could do or go operate some maintenance on the still functioning reactors. On terrain they were used as equipment or troupes carriers or even as lethal walking fortresses. He had seen one suited with a thick armour, shield generators and an armament that would make the emperor himself pale and run away in fear. They were pretty handy in the end moreover Nick didn't like these creatures. Everyone pretended they were 100% sure he didn't feel good near one of them. Who know what such creaturcould do? He taught himself more than once. Who know what they could do to us if one turned his back to it's master? Any other crew would tell him that his fears were foolish and that none of these creature presented a risk for them. Their mind were a state of the art in mind control, build only for a complete submission and obedience; their smartness so reduced they often looked dumb and… somehow adorable in some way, like some sort of giant child. But Nick was from one of those who don't let appearance foul their judgment. He always asked what this beast could think. He believed in the ghost in the machine theory that was pretty much well founded on these creatures for him. More than once he had seen one act weirdly, not responding to commands or stopping for some reasons unknown to him to just… stare at his surroundings or at his own paw. Every time someone pretended it was a malfunction and the model was shortly after destroyed.

He thought about this as his eyes slowly drifted along the creature muscular latex body. If they had managed to give Lyam a greater mind than the best humans could dream of and forged him his own personality why couldn't these beast do the same. Surely not at the same level but enough to… break the mental bindings. His eyes stopped on a part of the beast's anatomy he had never expected to see. Between his hind legs stood a large sheet with a vertical slit at its tip; right behind a pair of testicles the size of three or four watermelons nestled in a pouch. At least he knew his gender. He was dragged out of his thought by a hissed growl. "I am not like them…" "No offense but you look pretty similar aside from the size." "I am nothing like them!" roared Lyam "I am not one of these… dumb… stupid… monstrosities." "I never said that."

A deep growl coming from above, forced them to look at what it came from. They saw a hug snout lower itself to the ground, coming close to Lyam's face, forcing him to back against a wall. "I think he caught what you just said. Hmmm… maybe they are less… dumb than you think they are." "*gasp* Shit… get me out of here." "Sorry, not coming closer from him. Don't want to be ripped in half." "Crap. So… what do I do?" "Apologize maybe. It could help." "Are you kidding me?" "Does it look to you like I'm joking?" "Well… if it's what it takes then." he took a deep breath and said with a less assuring voice than he wanted "Listen… if you can… I'm sorry… I… I beg of you to accept my apologies… I didn't meant what I just said."

The beast seemed to hesitate for a brief second, making Lyam sweat hard then, to Nick's surprise opened his maws and licked Lyam's snout. Well… with its sheer size he bathed him in saliva in one lick. "Gro…" started Lyam in disgust, stopping instantly when a deep rumble came to his ears. "Glad you forgive me" he rectified with a makeshift smile before returning the favour. His tongue looked tiny in comparison to the huge cloned beast's own. Nick smirked toothily, petting the beast's chin. "Great… now that it's all over and done… could we… leave this place?" grumbled Lyam. "Yes sure… wasn't planning on staying any longer anyway." Nick took the direction of the exit, closely followed by Lyam which claws made a little annoying sound on the metal floor. When they were far from the cargo bay and the machine rooms did Lyam firstly talked. "What a shame…" he growled. "What are you talking about?" "All these pour beings." "Why are you saying that?" "Look at them… forced to a life of labour. Just… Mindless beasts forced to work…" "Do you see anything else they could do?" grumbled Nick. "I don't know… but it upsets me to see them like that. They don't deserve to live…" "What!" "No… I mean… they don't deserve to leave… like that…" "Then in that case what life do you see for clones like them?" "I don't know… but… nothing like that. They're used… like animals… like… mindless beings." "They are clones they were designed for that… as you were designed too."

This time Lyam growled loudly, baring his fangs in defiance. Nick felt a hard shove in his back as he was pushed against a wall and violently send back. Lyam had risen on his hind paws, his forepaw firmly pressed against Nick shoulder. In this stance he was much taller than Nick and looked much more menacing. "Don't you even dare to compare me to them!" he rumbled, “It’s simply what you are; don't deny It." shouted Nick, pushing back his glistening fangs almost touching Nick's face. Lyam stumbled on his hind paws, unused to this new stance. He tried to find balance but fell on his back, all paws in the air.

"Lyam who tells you they're not happy like that; that they'd be happy with your life." "Who knows maybe they'd be." "Don't take your case for a generality. Not all of your… kind would like to be like you." "You may be right…" sighed Lyam "I'm just disappointed that… all of my kind is… like that…" he growled, rolling on his belly. "Anyway let's find something to eat I'm starving”.

Ten minutes later they were sitting in the refectory around a small table, facing each other. Nick had brought a large plate filled with delicious looking food he was casually eating; not giving the drake facing him the slightest attention. The sensation of hot coffee flowing down his throat and the succulent breakfast filling his belly were delightful. He had never imagined food would miss him so much. When he finally turned his gaze in Lyam's direction he found him staring with envy at his full plate, saliva pooling on the table below his agape maws. "If you're hungry go get something to eat instead of staring at me. It makes me feel like you’re gonna eat me." "No offense… but… with what you told me… I don't really want to east this." growled Lyam with a snarl of disgust. "As you wish… if you want to starve to death it's your choice."

Lyam at first said nothing but, ten minutes later his last resistandce broke. "Fuck this." he let out as he vanished from Nick's field of view in a blink of an eye. Nick had just enough time to see this sinuous tail sway widely in tb´e corner of his left eye.

Sometime later the drake came back, chirping happily, behind him a robot was carrying a plate so full Nick wondered how it didn't overflowed. "Are you really gonna east all of that?" "Yes… I haven't eat normally for almost two weeks so… I have a few meals to catch on." he answered with a toothy smile. The plate had barely been put and secured on the table that he had already jumped on it, aliments vanishing in his large maws. Nick felt uncomfortable watching this… animal eat before him. The sight of these sharpened fangs cutting through meet and bones alike made a fearsome chill run down his spine. "I know you're afraid… I can smell it from here." grumbled Lyam. "Sorry… it's just that it makes me nervous… you know… all the fangs and claws." "Chill out… I won’t eat you. I don't eat living things anyway." "That's… good to know I guess." "You can say so…" confirmed Lyam, engulfing an entire chicken leg in his salivating maw.

Even with these reassuring words said Nick still felt nervous around the dragon. Was it his dangerous looking arsenal of deadliness? Or just the simple fact that he was talking to something that he shouldn't have been. He didn't deny that Lyam was an intelligent creature unlike other could pretend to be but it didn't stop his usual repugnance for cloned beings to kick in every now and then.

He finally found a way to vanish, pretending he wanted to take a shower after all this misadventures that had him sweating hard. Once in his room he flopped on his messy bed, lost in his thought until a faint glimmer attracted his gaze. “Hmmm… what do we have here? … What the…” There on the white bedsheet a small thing was standing out, a thin sliver of gold. He carefully grabbed it. It was slick to the touch but tough. It had a radiant gold colour attached to it and seemed tough enough to resist the pressure Nick was applying on it. It looked like a scale… a… dragon scale. His breath stopped. Did this little bastard of a dragon slept in his bed? Anger took a hold of him, he jumped on his feet, holding the small scale in his clenched fist and stormed out of his room. When he reached the refectory he found it surprisingly empty, all the dishes had been put in the cleaner. The place was silent as a cemetery. Nick grumbled under his breath and roamed around the ship in search of the missing dragon.

He found him in the place he most likely expected him to be: in the library. He was sitting at a table, watching an holographic book. Nick entered the room grumbling under his breath and kicked a chair out of the way. The metallic sound it made when it fell to the ground was enough to wake Lyam from his reading. The dragon jumped on his chain, squeaking in surprise, staring in terror at Nick.

"Damn dude… could warn me when you're there…" "I did…" huffed Nick. "What is bothering you like that?" "This…" shouted Nick, letting go of the thin scale.

Lyam didn't even have to look down to know exactly what it was and where it came from. He lowered his head, knowing that he had done a fault. He could only blame himself for not being careful enough with all the loosened scales he left everywhere behind. "How you little rat dared to sleep in MY bed!" "I'm sorry…" he whined "I had nowhere else to go… and I needed to rest…" he pleaded, adopting a cute expression. "I can't believe that" "I apologize Nick… I shouldn't have done that I know…" "Could have cleaned behind you at least."

"It's kinda hard… with claws. I would have just torn your bed to shreds." Nick was barely listening to what he said, walking around the room to calm his nerves. When he came back to where Lyam was sitting it was to find him absorbed by his readings. When Nick threw a look to the holographic page he only saw things that he couldn't understand yet Lyam seemed to do so and kept reading more and more of the book. "What are you reading?" "A book…" muttered Lyam. "That I saw. What kind of book?" "You wouldn't understand." "What does it talk about?" grumbled Nick, pissed off to be taken for an idiot. "Philosophy…" "Not my cup of tea." "I understand why." ùWhy are you reading that? It must be boring." "No… not at all… to be honest it's… fascinating." I'm truly amazed by the capacities of the human brain. Putting out such theoretical reasoning…" "Why are you envying us you're doing much better?" "I know… but I'm still learning, my brain is an empty page waiting to be filled." "Comes from one of your books?" "Yep…" "I think it's why they gave you this ALPHA access." "I think so. I'm learning a lot by myself and I'm… kinda… craving for more and more knowledge. I've already learned biology, engineering, architecture, chemistry… I even learned how to use a weapon such as yours. But… the only thing that still resists me is… well… unreal stuff like that… when it requires to only use your mind and well… think of something abstract." "I get the idea but please stop talking you're giving me a headache." "Sorry…" They talked for hours, debating over so many things that counting them all down would take an eternity. After what felt like an endless time Nick got up from the chair on which he was sitting, stretched his limbs. He informed Lyam that he would be in the gym if he was looking for him. He was greatly surprised to hear the little dragon saying that he would come with him. Nick thought he would stay in a corner and read his book like the nerd he thought he was. However once they were in the gym he was once again taken by surprise when he saw Lyam limber up with him. Amused by the dragon he put him under the toughest training he knew. Lyam overcame it with an apparent ease like it was nothing more than a calm walk on the beach, beating him in every domain from speed to agility to strength. When the training session ended they were both sprawled on the floor, panting harshly, gasping for breath, rivulets of sweat falling along their body. "Damn… that was… one hell of a training." grunted Lyam in satisfaction. "You're pretty good at it… more than I imagined to be true." "Thana you… I take that as a compliment." "Anyway… shower time." "Great idea… I really need one." Moreover as they moved toward the shower Nick picked up a small detail: Lyam was litterally sticking to him. "Where do you think you're going?" "Well… I'm… gonna take a shower… like you." stammered Lyam, totally stunned by the brutal change in Nick's attitude. "That I don't mind… but my question… is… where are you going?" "Well… I thought I was going to take it… with you…" "No flipping way. I'm not showering with you near me." "Why?" "Because I don't want you to stick to my butt all the time." shouted Nick, shoving Lyam back "The shower room is large enough go somewhere else… but far from me ok." "As you wish…" grumbled Lyam with disappointment.

The shower room was divided in three long lines of showers that totally lacked any privacy. Nick went into the middle one and was delighted to see Lyam go in the right one. He undressed himself and put his dirty, sweat stained close in a sealed compartment before turning on the shower. As the hot jets of pressurized water washed all the traces left by this intense training he couldn't stop looking behind him like he expected to see Lyam at every corner, staring at his naked body. This thought send shivers down his spine, but not as awful as he had imagined it.

When he cut the water stream he noticed a strange detail: he heard no other sound; no other functioning shower. Had Lyam already finished? Had he left him alone? He sighed in relief but quickly threw a glance behind his right shoulder just To be sure. At the same instant something fell on his left shoulder. He gasped, jumping aside before doing a 180 degree turn to find himself face to face with Lyam. They both made a cute terrified sound as they walked back in opposite directions. "Sorry… didn't want to scare you off… like that… damn… I scared myself to death to…" he mumbled, trembling on his paws. "Where did you came from? What are you doing here?" shouted Nick, hiding his private parts behind his hands. "Well… I… come from the shower… just finished washing myself and wanted to see if you were ready." "As you can see I'm not." grumbled Nick "Give me some time to dry off and dress up." "That's the main advantage of being a dragon scales dry off quickly and I don't need all those pesky annoying clothes." "Yeah but not everyone is walking around naked and showing himself of like you." "Personally I don't mind showing myself… not like you." "What do you mean?" "You don't have to hide in front of me…." "Dirty dragon… look away." "Why are you so shy? I really enjoy the sight of your naked body." "Lyam do you really want my hand in the face again?" "Nope." "So LOOK AWAY!"

Lyam huffed loudly but did as he was ordered. Nick quickly dressed, throwing glances over his shoulder to make sure the pervert wasn't staring at him. Every time he found him lost in the contemplation of the bare wall, his tail hanging low to hide his backside, swishing lightly near the tip. When he felt the contact of his clothes against his shivering skin he felt relieved, protected by their thick barrier. The rest of the day was quite… awkward. They spent most of the time avoiding each other's constantly making sure there was as much distance as possible between them if, for any reason they found themselves in the same room. Whatever they were going they were always making sure the other wasn't looking. When dinner time came Nick found himself alone in the refectory, eating a juicy plate of chicken and different other things. The calm and silence felt great. "At least I don't have this pesky dragon sticking to me…" he sighed in relief. Lyam was nowhere to be found and he was happy with it. But apparently fate has a really weird sense of humour as Lyam entered, a holobook floating before him. He stopped reading for a brief second. "Enjoying your meal?" "As much as you enjoy your books." Lyam snorted, moving to the table where Nick was sitting. He sat in front of him but didn't cross his eyes. Five minutes went by, five long minutes of silence rhythmed by the sound of Nick's fork planting in the plate every time he grabbed a fragment of food. Lyam was staring in envy, the delicious fragrance of well-cooked food assaulted his nostrils. Thick globs of drool were gathering in the corner of his maws, falling on the table below, forming a small slimy puddle on the metallic surface. He couldn't focus on his readings anymore. In five minute he hadn't even changed page, reading the same line again and again. "Oh screw it" he grumbled, leaving the holobook on the table before running away. Nick raised an eyebrow. Was this creature so angry? "Damn… maybe I really should make sure he doesn't eat me in my sleep." This thought made him shiver. His gaze fell on the book open before his eyes. He touched the screen. Just reading a line gave him a headache. It was another of his philosophy books. However, as he grumbled his hatred to this abstract mind game re noticed an unusual detail: another book had been loaded in the device and was opened in the background. Nick reached the device with a finger and selected the new book called "The path of forgiveness".

From what the device shown he was already at chapter five on eight. Nick read a few lines; a smile curling his lips. "Hehe… lusty drake…" he chuckled when he discovered that the book talked about incestuous sex between two dragons. "Didn't know we had porn book in here… even less on such topics as bestiality" mumbled Nick for himself.

He put back the device in its original setting right on time. A second after Lyam came back. Two hours later Nick decided to go to bed, exhausted by this long day. It took him time to realize Lyam was following him. "Where are you going?" "Hun… oh… I thought it was… bed time." "If you want to stay awake it's your choice but me I'm gonna have some sleep." "I won't mind a small nap either." yowled Lyam, exposing his fangs. When Nick arrived to his room's door Lyam was still on his back. He unlocked the door, stepping in. He threw a quick glance behind him to see Lyam enter. "Where do you think you're going?" he growled, rapidly turning in Lyam's direction, making him jump back in surprise. "Well… I… I was going to bed…" winced Lyam. "Do you really think I'm gonna allow you in my bed again?" "Well… I… I thought you wouldn't mind and…" "Let me laugh… I'm not sleeping with you in the same bed." "But… but… I have nowhere else to go." "Not my problem I don't want you here." "But… but… where am I gonna sleep?" "I don't know I'm sure your bright mind will find you a comfy place to lay your fat ass."

Lyam let out a pleading whimper, staring deeply with wateriog eyes in Nick two cold blue orbs. "Out!" shouted Nick. Lyam flinched "I stay get out of here." Lyam obeyed, sobbing silently, everything he could lowered to the ground, small tears wetting his cheeks. Once he was out of the room Lyam tried his luck again, showing Nick the cutest, most pleading look he was capable of. Nick wasn't insensible to Lyam's begging but didn't let his mind time to change and slammed the door shut. The silence in the room felt delightful to his ears. He went to his personal bathroom, brushed his teeth, undressed himself and put his dirty clothes into the automated washing system. When he came back to his room he heard muffed knocking and scratching sounds, like Lyam was clawing at the thick door. "Funny…" he chuckled "but useless. I won't open. You can scratch the door as much as you want I won't open." Soon after it went silent again. He slipped in his bed, covering himself with the warm bedsheets. Time went by and he couldn't find sleep. Something was bothering him; something weighted his heart, regrets crippled his mind.

"Oh god damn it…" he finally let out, leaving the warmth of his bed. The colder air of his room made his skin chill. He hesitated for some time, going from one wall to the opposite one, pondering what he should do.

"Should I let him in? Oh god no… not gonna sleep with this… monster near me!… But… he is so cute… couldn't even harm a fly…" He took a decision and opened the door wide. "Ok Lyam… you can come in if you want." Nothing moved, no reaction came. The corridor was silent and dark, no light illuminated it. "Lyam… are you there?"

Once again no answer. He stepped outside and directly bumped in something lying in the middle of the corridor. He toppled over, falling past the obstacle he collided with. He grumbled against the thing until he noticed two amber spheres with wide dark pupils glaring at him with a blazing anger. "Sorry Lyam… didn't saw you…" he apologized with a smile he wanted warm. Only a deep throaty rumble answered him. "I know you're angry… but… I apologize. You can sleep in my room if you want." Lyam didn't move.

Nick got up and went back inside. Soon after Lyam followed, deeply rumbling. He directly headed toward the bed. "Hey I said you could sleep inside my room… not in my bed." "Where?" he hissed angrily. "On the floor… like a good little doggy." answered Nick, petting the dragon's snout. It was too much to take for Lyam. He brutally turned back, shoving his snout hardly in Nick's chest. All his air fled from his lungs as he fell on his back. Before he could catch his breath a heavy weight fell on him, claws latched to his arms and legs as Lyam pulled all the force he could in holding this human down. His eyes were throwing lightning to Nick's face, saliva streamed on the human naked chest. Before Nick could open his mouth a loud roar hit him right in the face; carrying the putrid scent of what the dragon had just eat combined with his natural fragrance. His ears went deaf, his brain went slack as he trembled in fear. Had he triggered the dragon's wrath? Probably. Would he regret it? Surely. Would Lyam hurt him? That was still to be found. "God… think I've lost an ear." grunted Nick, grimacing in pain. "Shut up." hissed Lyam, slamming himself on the human exposed body, pressing all the weight of his muscular body against his weaker human, his moist groin mashing against the human underwear "I am not your little obedient dog Nick." he roared again, his claws digging in skin so easily. "I do what I want so don't try giving me orders… clear?" "Ok ok… fine… I'm sorry… I didn't meant that." "Of course you did… bastard…" "Lyam… I admit I have… mistreated you all day long. Please accept my apologies and share my bed for the night." Nick's words were quick, like he wanted to get rid of them as quickly as possible. At first he thought it had no effect on Lyam but the dragon, after what seemed like a long pondering let go of him. "You're lucky I'm more sleepy than angry otherwise I would have made you suck my cock as a punishment. Or maybe I'd have you clean my hole." "*gasp* gross. You wouldn't dare to do that, would you?" "You don't know what I'm capable of." With that said Lyam jumped on the bed where he curled into a ball. Nick got around the dragon and entered by the other side. Thankfully Lyam had left enough room for him. "Good night." he nervously tried. "Good night." hissed Lyam.

Even with dread seeping in his body he quickly fell asleep.

He was awoken the next morning or what felt the closest to it according to his body by a strange grinding motion against the bedsheet. Curious he looked the other way to be met with the sight of a golden and black snout, slightly open maws, a tongue lolling on the side, half lidded eyes and a strange rapid panting breath. What was Lyam doing?

He lowered his gaze, looking at the black, yellow stripped belly until he froze, his eyes catching a glimpse of red. "What the…" His eyes widened as he realized what it was and in an instant understood what was happening. He turned to the other side to avoid staring at the red tip. "Lyam." he called. His words fell on deaf ears. "Lyam!" he yelled louder. This time Lyam made a muffed squeaking noise. The grinding stopped. "Can you tell me what you're doing here?" "Grinding…" he squeaked "Is there something wrong about that?" "Yes… don't you get it stupid lizard. Why are you… grinding your filthy cock against my bed?" "I'm relieving some tension." casually answered Lyam. It didn’t seem to bother him at all to be in a position that would have made humans blush and hide themselves. "Can't you do it somewhere else?" "Well… I thought about blowing myself off but… I found it more exciting to just rub it." "You'd better stop that if you don't want to eat your own cock." roared Nick, grabbing a knife hidden below his pillow before pointing it at Lyam protruding maleness with a mad look on his face. Lyam retreated back, gliding along the bedside and falling heavily on the floor. "Crap… I forgot this thing was there." he grumbled as he rolled on his back, putting his throbbing malehood on display. "Don't ever do that again horny bastard." "But… how am I gonna…" "Use your paws, your tail, or your mouth I don't know. Just don't stain my bed with your lust." "Come on you don't want a bit of dragon cream… I assure you it taste good." "Lyam… I still have a knife in hand… and your dick is quite an easy target… hmmm… could even do some knife throwing training with it." "Ok… just… give me a sec." he whispered, curling into an awkward position, half of his body curled to allow his snout to face his cock. Thankfully he shew him his back. An instant later however wet suckling sound filled the silence, mixing with muffed moans and groans. He turned away but the sounds were still there. He wished he was deaf to not hear all the disgusting sounds Lyam made. "Damn… can't this beast be discreet. Why does he has to be so lewd all the time?". But, as much as he could pretend to be bored by the dragon's restless suckling he couldn't deny that it was in some wan arousing him. His own penis hardened in his tight underwear. He grunted. But, when he wanted to reach down to stroke his growing penis a climactic roar froze him in his action. He brutally shifted position to discover Lyam, with the red tip buried in his mouth, the rest of the shaft throbbing eagerly. His cheeks were bulging with the flow of seed pouring in his mouth. Nick could easily see that the dragon was uncomfortable with that and had obvious troubles swallowing it. His hips bucked, forcing more throbbing flesh inside. He whined as he tried again to swallow the probably humongous load spraying in his mouth. He whined pitifully, seed overflowing around his rigid length. He finally let go of his spewing member, white creamy seed splattering on his chin, chest and belly. He was gasping, choking on all the cum he tried to swallow, with pour results. He turned his snout to the side, coughing and spitting more of a sticky mix of seed and saliva. "Are you ok down there?" "Too… much… " he panted in response. "Oh… the little dragon can't even swallow his own seed… how cute." "Shut up… or I'm gonna make you eat it." "Just try…" "Don't push me. Damn… I… I never came that hard." moaned Lyam as he got on his paws. Nick was forced to stare at his swaying backside, his plump balls jumping in their sack, lightened of the burden of his seed; his crimson red shaft spewing creamy seed on the floor. He lifted a hindpaw, looking at the growing pool of seed. "You're gonna make me pay for that?" "No… just clean it…" "It's weird… why aren't you mad at me?"

"I'm ok with that Lyam. You have your urge… as weird and disgusting they might be. As long as you don't spray it in my face." "Thanks… I'm gonna… clean myself then I'll get rid of that mess." "Fine." grumbled Nick as he got up. The first thing he noticed was an intoxicating stench lingering in the air. It was musky, potent and carried a smell that reminded him of the wild animals in a foreign jungle where he was send in a surveillance mission.

He rushed to the air cleaning system and turned it on to the maximum setting. A deep rumble filled the silent room. Nick waited even longer before he moved the hand covering his mouth and nose. The scent was still there but at least it was bearable. Lyam, after showering himself apologized again and again for the potency of his own musk impregnating the air. Nick could tell him it was fine as much as he wanted Lyam would hear nothing of it. The day went by faster than they anticipated, like the previous day's anger and cautions toward each other had vanished, replaced by what could be interpreted as friendship. They spent hours talking, walking through the ship, discussing of subjects Nick never imagined he would talk about with something that looked like a feral, stupid creature. Nick even tried to initiate Lyam to the joy of videogames. It was quite entertaining and Lyam revealed to be quite good; showing a dexterity Nick never imagined he was capable of. "Damn… I never imagined you'd be good at It." grunted Nick, focused on the holographic screen that took a good half of the wall of the rest room. "Thanks… Hey I see you…" "Ahah… missed… even my greta-grandmother shoots better than you." "Don't talk too quickly I've got you in my sight." "Oh fuck… come on jump… no no… JUMP FUCKING IDIOT. ARO YOU SO DUMB YOU CAN'T JUMP OVER A FUCKING BARRICADE!" "BOUM… headshot!!!" "GOD DAMN IT!!!" "I never miss my shot." "Dixit the guy that missed me when I was in front of him." However when Nick changed game tables turned. It was like Lyam's skills had melted and he was taking beating after beating until, boiling with anger he broke the controller. "Oups… I think I've done something bad." "Oh it's nothing. They'll create a new one when they'll awake."

They even tried to play with motion sensing outfits or other gears where Lyam could really show off his agility and strength and pull off great moves that took Nick by surprise. The next day Nick found Lyam bucking his hips in the tight coils formed by his thick tail wrapped around his cock. The might of his orgasm literally threw Nick out of sleep, and of the bed. "Damn… are you gonna do this all day?" "Maybe…. I'm… kinda pent up… so… perhaps… but… I… it depends of my mood." This day was pretty similar to the previous except for the fact that they decided to watch a movie in the ship's cinema. It wasn't huge, made for a hundred person at the time but it still was a great place.

"If someone was awake they would find us ridiculous" thought Nick as they argued over the choice of the movie.

"I'm not gonna watch a smut or any of your boring movies. I’m here to enjoy myself; not to get a headache or even more awkward moments with you." "And I'm not gonna watch one of your stupid, totally interest lacking action movie." "Well… we're gonna stay stuck in here if we don't choose." grumbled Nick. It took time, and a long debate to choose a movie that pleased to both of them. They sat in silence in the dark room, watching without a word the movie. Overall it was nice, the movie wasn't as bad as Nick imagined it would be; some scent were even kind of interesting.

At some point he began noticing muffed whimpers or moans coming from behind. The scene in the movie depicted the two character lovingly kissing in one of their only moment of stress relief of the whole scenario and the scene was getting even hotter. The moans increased, becoming too loud to be ignored. A snarl twisted his lips as he looked behind his shoulder. Lyam was sprawled in his sit, his belly and gender exposed, one paw helplessly rubbing his groin, smearing the wetness oozing from it to his crotch. His eyes were glued to the screen, his tongue hanging limply out on the side of his salivating maw. "Hey Lyam I'm talking to you!" he shouted, snapping his fingers repeatedly near the dragon's sensitive ear. Lyam huffed, disappointed to be interrupted in his fun. "What do you want?" "Are you gonna masturbate all time?" "No… only during the hot scenes… why?" "Because it's getting really annoying to ear you moaning all the time." "Fine… I'll do it in your bed." Nick grimaced from the thought of the dragon taking care of his business in his bed.

Later, as the movie neared its end Lyam paw briefly touched Nick's shoulder. "Nick…" called the dragon with an unsure voice. "Yes Lyam." "I… I know you're gonna find it weird but I have a question I really need to ask you." "Then go ahead." "Could you look at me please…"

Nick frowned, suspicious "What do you have in mind?" "Nothing… I just want you to look at me." "Smells fishy…" grumbled Nick "you never do something without a good reason." "Well… to be totally honest with you I want you to tell me something… something very important to me. But… promise me to not freak out when I'll tell you what it is. Ok?" "Fine… so what is making you so worried?" Chuckled Nick, drinking some of a soda he had "bought" before the movie started. He turned his gaze toward Lyam. His eyes bulged out when he discovered what Lyam wanted him to see, all that he had drank he spat it on the floor, coughing in sheer shock. Lyam was splayed in his seat; his entire belly exposed exposing his entire body to the disturbed human. "How do you find me?" "I knew I shouldn't have listen to you…" grumbled Nick "What is that weird question for?" "Nothing… I just want to know how I look… from the point of view of a human. Physically I mean. So… what do I look lik1? Please… be honest with me." "Well… it's hard to tell…" mumbled Nick, scratching the back of his head.

His eyes lingered on the black and gold scales, going from Lyam inquisitive snout, to his long sinuous neck, to his broad chest, to the rest of his slender body, to his displayed crotch. His pouch was swelling, the slit parted to give way to a red tip drizzling slick pre all over his sheet. His balls were resting in their large sack, plump and full of his essence." At the intersection between his back and his tail his puckered tailhole wore the same red colour, quivering like it was waiting something. It was hard to deny the dragon had something pretty, something that caught his eyes but on which he couldn't put a word. His pristine scales sure looked gorgeous, the mix of colour increasing this effect.

His eyes seemed like two giant pool where he felt like drowning every time he gazed for too long inside them. They looked intelligent, curious. His body was nice to look at, a thin slender form with enough muscles to look impressive but not too much. It was like… perfect… for an animal at least. His inner tight were definitely impressive, his package was big enough to make all human jealous and his endowment, still hidden for now w,as sure to match the plumpness of his balls and the thick musk emanating from this particular part of his anatomy. "Do you want… to see it?" asked Lyam like he had been reading his thoughts all along. "No no no… don't… I… I think I have enough to give an opinion." "If you say so. So…what do you say?" "It's really hard to tell dude… but… if I had to use three words to describe you it would be… let me see… handsome… cute… and kind." "Thanks… and… if you had to do the same… but… negatively." "Well… that's easier. Without hesitation I'd say… horny… sticky and… aggressive." "I disagree with the last one. I'm not aggressive… unless you piss me off…which you seems to be pretty good at" “You see… you admit it…" "Fuck you…. But… thanks anyway."

The movie ended in an awkward silence. After their usual meal they went to bed earlier, Lyam flopping on the bed next to Nick, snuggly rubbing against him. "I can't believe it's already over…" he sighed. "Hun? What do you mean?" "Well… tomorrow… all the crew is gonna awake." "Yes… I thought you'd be happy with that." "I am… don't give me wrong." answered Lyam, raising his long neck above Nick "But I kinda liked all these moments we spent together. We won't be able to see each other a lot." "Yep… it's… sad…" admitted Nick, more concerned than he wanted to admit. "Don't you think we should… make this last night… memorable." "Precise your thoughts." "Would you like to… mate with me…" offered Lyam. Nick frowned again, he saw that coming from miles away. He thought he was prepared yet when the words came out they had the effect of an electrical shock. He tried to put on a serious face but deep inside he really thought about it. Lyam seemed serious and he knew he wouldn't harm him… not voluntarily at least. He had been with males since his first time but never with animals, even less with cloned beasts. However Lyam looked full of surprised and seemed to have a lot to give.

An inner battle was slowly taking place in Nick's brain, one part screaming to him to accept, to go in that snuggly embrace, to give this cute creature a try and a chance. Maybe he would love it. The other part was yelling it's disgust right in his face, telling him it was wrong, repugnant, unnatural. He sighed. "Sorry Lyam… I'm not in bestiality stuff…" "Ok… but… I don't talk about… mating you… I meant something like… offering myself to you.

Nick's heart skipped a beat. Lyam was persistent he couldn't deny it but the idea of even having this dragon servicing him, raising his tail and bending for him still sounded wrong in his head. "¹I said no Lyam… sorry…" he apologized, his voice full of regrets. "Come on… at least… let me suck your dick… I always dreamed of tasting human cum…" he pleaded. Nick's fingers clenched the pillow he was lying on. Lyam wouldn't let go that easily. He buried his face in the thick pillow. "As you with…" huffed Lyam; obviously frustrated "My offer still holds if you change your mind; I’ll be there… waiting." Nick said nothing.

This night he had trouble sleeping, turning Lyam's proposition in his mind, pondering if he had done the right choice. Doubt slipped in his brain, adding to the growing pile of regrets. More than once he thought he should weak him up and put his cock right in his face and let the dragon do whatever he wanted with it but he didn't move a finger, simply rubbing the dragon's chin as he purred in his sleep.

When he did fall asleep several hours had already gone by. His eyes closed as he drifted into slumber, savouring the sweet warmth of the snoring dragon lying by his side.

The next morning loud mewling sounds woke him up. His heavy eyelids slowly opened like they were trying to lift a mountain of the ground. His blurry eyes only send him the image of a blur of black and bright golden yellow. Where did these annoying sounds came from? Who dared to wake him up? Was Lyam pleasuring himself again? As his vision stabilized, form drew before his eyes. A gasp stuck in his throat. Next to him Lyam was on his back, his jaws open, moaning to the ceiling. One of his paw had moved down and wrapped around his hard member, squeezing and stroking it, forcing more of a clear liquid to ooze and dribble down the shaft, coating his own scales in a shiny coat of musky pre seed. For the first time in his life he was impressed, shocked even. The sight he was met with had him stare in disbelief. He didn't know a creature this size could have a tool that big. The penis Lyam hard in his paw, jutting from between his hindlegs was simply huge. One monstrous beauty made to breed, to impregnate, to ensure that no droplet of seed would be wasted, but; above all, to give pleasure. The thing was a deep red contrasting with Lyam's scales, gifted with a thick bulbous knot at its base, rows of flared ridges on the underside leading to a pointed tip from which leaked a constant stream of clear pre seed. Nick's attention was drawn away again by louder grunts. Lyam seemed to be in bliss, his ragged panting breath, his blurry eyes full of glee, his loud fries of pleasure were as many sign of his enjoyment and of an impending release. But… what could be the source of such pleasure? It couldn't be his slow stroking motion or the gentle squeeze he gave to his throbbing flesh. "Or maybe this bastard his damn sensitive down ther." whispered Nick, truly impressed to say the least "Or maybe… maybe he is really pent up…. No… no… that can't be it. Damn even after six years of abstinence I'm not as horny. Stupid… he is a dragon after all. Don't know how fast he can produce it." Nick's furious gaze wandered over the dragon's tensing frame until he discovered the unimaginable. Right before his eyes lied Lyam's taillhole, stretched by a large black and gold appendage that was nothing less than his own tail. A good half of it was buried in his guts, rapidly trusting in and out, in and out, pushing more of the thickening appendage inside. It must have felt so painful to take this dry thing inside but Lyam kept proving Nick wrong by moaning even louder. "How can this bastard enjoy having his own tail inside… argh… gross…" The whole display of pure lust slowly but surely stirred his flaccid member to life.

Lyam cut him right in his thought line, his body tensing, a deep rumble building in his throat as his cock bloated with seed threatening to burst. One last harder, deeper, faster shove of his thick tail inside his quivering hole was enough to send him in a frizzy of lust. His back arched; his cock slammed in his tight grip, his knot pressed against his clawed toes. A loud roar of orgasmic delight made the whole ship shake. A tide of seed erupted from his throbbing flesh. Lyam kept stroking it rapidly, moaning like a female, aiming his own maleness at his chest, watching the seed splatter on his scales, staining them with a gooey whiteness. It kept coming out forcefully, pooling on his belly and chest. Nick lost count after the tenth spurt, his cock letting out rope after rope of fertile cum. After a long delightful moment Lyam's orgasm faded away, leaving him panting and purring in satisfaction. He swiftly dislodged his tail from his stretched hole, earning another pleasurable surge in the process. He laid down, eyes half closed, savouring the last strings of pleasure. Slowly his eyes fell on the pool of his own spilled essence. "Oh… why don't I have someone to give it so… instead of wasting all this precious… hmmm… tasty… essence." he panted, gathering a good amount on his claws before licking them clean. "I wish I had someone to breed right now." He turned his snout to rest it on the pillow. His nostrils bumped in something hard. "What the… argh" he gasped. The two stared at each other for a split second before they separated, getting up as far as they could from the other. Nick was sweating hard, terrified. Lyam wasn't in a better state, trembling, his heart racing, his breath quick and irregular. "Did… did… did you see?" "Yes… and I heard to…" "Sorry… for that. I… I didn't mean you when I said I wanted to breed someone." "Don't worry… I understood that. But… can we… avoid talking of it again? Like… never." "I'm fine with that." They barely dared to look at each other, both marked by the recent events. A few hours later the first crew members woke up, joining them in the refectory. After a short talk they all got to work. In five hours all the members of the maintenance team, the security team, the commandment and the other vital crewmember were awoken. Everyone was surprised to see Lyam awake. They bombarded him of question. Lyam repeated the same story again and again until a man decided to check one of the control console to confirm Lyam's sayings. And in fact it was true and Nick knew it. At the second the technician asked for a complete check-up of Lyam's room a dozen of alarms went on. "Holy crap! You and you… come with me!" he shouted, making signs to two other guys. In the end ten men rushed to Lyam's room. When Nick came by a few hours; passing by after a quick round in the compartment the maintenance team had locked down an entire section of the corridor and was cleaning the green liquid staining the floor. "Still leaking?" shouted Nick. "You have no idea… have already two guys sent to the nurse drowned by the flood." "Damn…" "It's a fucking aquarium in there. Everything is fucked up. We'll have to seal the room. But… even after cutting the alimentation circuit it's still pouring everywhere. We haven't found the breach yet." "Great… well… then good luck with that." "Thanks… we'll need that." grumbled the man, swiping the floor. Nick had to live with Lyam for two more days before he was moved to another room. These two days were awkward for both of them but enjoyable in some way: they loved to be together, a deep friendship had built between the two, forged of these few days of forced company. Even though they were uncomfortable around each other mostly due to Lyam’s almost constant lust they loved every seconds together. It helped Nick forget about the boring tasks of the day and made Lyam feel less alone. But good things had to end and Lyam was eventually moved away. He later learned that they took one of the unused restroom for him and had even moved in a Cryopod. They barely saw each other for the next weeks, crossing in the corridors but never saying much more than "HI". Lyam had been busy working in the labs to unknown projects but when the rest of the scientists woke up from the stasis they were pleased to see all their labs already ready for them. Nick's days were much more boring; simply patrolling through the ship, training, and talking with the other guys quickly became the same daily routine he hated so much. Some guys found as a source of distraction to trick others with the huge clones working in the ship's cargo bay or reactor area, teasing and arousing one until he spilled his disgusting rubber like seed, often on someone's head. Everyone was freaking out but even the multiples warning spread throughout the ship didn't avoid even more bad jokes to be done and yet the two jokers were still running, hiding among the crew. Nick was one of those tricked one. He was walking around the cargo hold, whistling happily when something gooey, sticky, disgusting rained down on him. He tried to cover himself but the stream followed him. When it ended he was soaked in this filthy thick black goo. Laughter came from above. "You bastards! When I'll catch you you're gonna regret this!"

The cloned beast was apparently faster than him. The two jokers flew over the edge, screaming in fear as they heavily fell down, landing roughly in a container. "That must hurt." grimaced Nick. The beast jumped from the upper floor, landing nicely near him, using some of the crates piles to break his fall. It observed him for a brief second before starting to lick him. His broad rubber tongue felt odd on his skin. The slick appendage dragging along his body to wipe away the seed made him shiver in an unusual manner. "Please… accept my apologies" mumbled the creature with a deep voice, struggling with every word it formed. "It's okay… it's not your fault. I think these two got what they deserved." "Do you… want me… to… bring them… to you…?" "No… leave them here they're well where they are." The creature snorted then left, going back to his monotonous duties. Days after day they closed the gap with the Centaurus system until today, they had finally entered, leaving the hyperanthropic mod. Here began the unknown, their ultimate goal of exploration.

And now he was standing there, looking at the infinite space, listening to Lyam's constant blabbers. He had totally forgotten what Lyam just said to him. He was still giving him all the details about the planet, like he had devoured the reports about it. He abruptly stopped, his words turning into feeble whines. Nick looked back to see the small dragon tensing on his couch, grimacing; a paw massaging his head. Nick shook his head. Lyam still tried to pretend but they both knew that the source of his predicament wasn't his head, the strong scent waffling at Nick's nose was here to prove him right. "Stop that Lyam" he grumbled, "we both know that it's not your head that it's bothering you." "Well… it's more complicated than you imagine." huffed Lyam with a grimace of pain "My head is aching too… but… you're right it's not the main problem." he winced, widening his stance, exposing his hard cock into the light. It seemed even bigger, large veins bulging on its surface as the thick meat throbbed and twitched, pre dribbling at a near constant rate from his tip. "Damn Lyam take care of that" "I'm trying!" whined Lyam, getting onto his paws with another weak whimper "but it keeps coming back." "What do you mean?" "I've been like that… all day…. I… I tried to go to work but I couldn't focus with that thing out. I took my day off and…" "Masturbate… like you always do." "I've been doing that all day!" yelled Lyam, obviously suffering. "I've been cumming… again and again… since this morning… but… it's like… it's like my balls never get dry." "That's weird…. Did you try to see a doctor?" "No… I… I'm too… ashamed to walk around the ship with that… and they wouldn't understand. I think it comes from my programming. They've done… really weird things to me. It's like I was trapped… in some sort of… heat…"

"That's definitely bad…" confirmed Nick. "Do you want to…" Lyam didn't leave him time to finish his sentence he had already jumped on him, his forepaws gripping his shoulders as they fell together. Nick's back roughly hit the grounds, the shock echoing through his bones. Lyam's snout was a mere inch away from his face, hot air billowing over his sensitive skin. Lyam's hard throbbing flesh was hardly shoved against his thick armour, bounding on the thick plates, smearing lines of his dragon's pre. "Please… do something about It." he begged, panting harshly "Please… I beg of you… help me…" "Get off me." roared Nick, trying his hardest to shove the dragon away. Lyam didn't flinch and instead secured him between his paws, his claws cutting through an armour that was supposedly resist a tank's protonic canon fire with so much ease it made him wonder if his armour was really as tough as he thought it was.

"Let go of me…" he screamed in panic, trying in despair to squirm out of the horny beast's grip. Lyam only growled in his ear, tightening his grip even more, his sharp claws piercing the thick fabric of his clothes. "Lyam… little… rat…. Listen… if you're not too much thinking with your cock listen to me. If you don't let go of me now I'm gonna make sure you can't even moan again!". This time Lyam's jaws snapped near his face; a warning fearful enough to silence Nick. Slowly Lyam's snout grounds against his cheek in an almost affectionate nuzzle. His tongue swiftly slipped from his maw, licking the human's neck. His grip loosened a bit allowing Nick a bit of relief. "Please… do something about It." whined Lyaam "I can't hold it back any longer. Please…; do something about this… crave… before it gets to strong… before I do something bad to you… something I'll regret." Nick felt the pressing urge in Lyam's voice as it turned in an animalistic unrecognizable growl. Nick knew he had no choice; the dragon was too needy to care about him. He was sure Lyam wouldn't resist the instincts driving him much longer. The thought of being raped by this huge cock made him tremble from head to toe. "Ok then… roll on your back…" "You'd better start… working on it first… maybe it would make me… more… obedient." He hissed in need.

Nick grumbled an answer and slowly, carefully raised a hand toward the throbbing shaft. His fingers brushed the thick flesh, drawing a needy whine from Lyam's throat. "Come on… don't be… shy… I'm not gonna bite… if you… do… as I say… and… please… me…" he huffed, panting hardly. Nick's hand soon enveloped Lyam's throbbing appendage; an unbearable warmth seeping in his skin. Speaking of which, it was weird to have something that warm, external testicles and so many other features that made no sense on a reptilian body. His biology classes were getting old but he remembered clearly that reptiles had inner balls and cold blood. "I know what you're thinking…" hissed Lyam "And to answer you I'm a warm blooded reptile… kinda exciting huh?" "You bet your ass it is…" whispered Nick, slowly caressing every inch of this gorgeous cock. "Come on… make me… cum already…" grunted Lyam. Nick obeyed and began stroking the cock, the already pre drenched member made it even easier. Lyam was all growls and moans, letting Nick work his hands on his quivering flesh. The dragon's member felt wonderful, throbbinh rhythmically with Lyam's heartbeat, squirting pre all over Nick's chest armor but none of them gave a fuck about it. Lyam was too enraptured yet pained by the sensation of this agile human skin passing over his sensitive flesh. Nick was amazed by how the cock reacted to all the little touches he gave it. It twitched whenever he rubbed behind a ridge, it spurted more pre when he squeezed it. When one of his hands dared to touch the knot he was greatly pleased to hear Lyam groan and buck in his grip. The first time was rough and unexpected. The sensation of the thick inflated knot slapping against his finger made Nick shake in rhythm with the dragon's trusts.

The hand teasing the knot slowly moved, caressing the wet groin, going even further until it firmly held Lyam's ball sack in his grasp. "Oh… oh yes… just like that…. Damn… by the stars your hands feel so much better than my paws. Oh… please… don't stop."

Lyam had his snout buried in Nick's neck, giving a few gentle licks on his soft skin, harmlessly nibbling it with his fangs. Nick was impressed "How can he do that… without hurting me?" He lacked time to investigate; Lyam's trusts became wilder, faster, and harsher; deep growls escaping his mouth as he slammed his cock in the tight vice like grip squeezing his flesh. "Oh… oh yes… just like that… I'm… so… close…" he winced "I'm gonna… cum…" Nick closed his eyes, feeling the cock bloat with the seed gathering inside. A split second later seed erupted from the twitching cock, splattering on his armor. He aimed the spurting organ up, letting all the warm sticky seed cover the dragon's belly. "Oh yes… mope… MORE!" howled Lyam, humping the human's soft hand "milk my cock… milk me dry…" he roared, clenching his jaws tighter, his claws leaving deep marks in Nick's skin. The sheer might of the orgasm was incredible, thick ropes of cum were falling on both of them. Lyam whined in displeasure as the stream of cum weakened. "No… more!" he shouted "I need more… I… want more." he roared in frustration, his orgasm quickly fading. Lyan's grip weakened as he whined in need. Nick used the occasion he was given and push the dragon away. Lyam squeaked as he was forced to roll on his back. Nick got up and threw himself a quick look. His armor was in a bad state, some of the plates were ruined, his skin was deeply cut, blood pearling near the edges of the lashes. The rest was covered of white sticky cum. He tried to wipe it; bad idea, this cum kept attaching to whatever it touched. "Gross…" he grumbled, using one of Lyam's bedsheets to wipe it away. "Wait… where are you going?" "Far from you filthy beast." "Wait! Don't… don't leave me like this." begged Lyam. Nick did the mistake of throwing the drake a look. He froze. Lyam was splayed on his back with, jutting from between his hindlegs his cock still hard and eager. "How can you stay hard after that?" “I’ve told you I've been doing it all day but… it keeps going back… eager for more."

"Go see a doctor…" spat Nick walked toward the door. "Where do you think you're going?" hissed Lyam behind him "I've locked the door." He was right; a red light was glowing on the console. "And I guess you have the key." "Yup…" answered Lyam with a wide devious smirk "So come back there you have some work to finish." "You're gonna pay for that Lyam you know that." "Later maybe… first… undress yourself." "Why?" "I just don't want to stain these clothes more with my scent. Cun can be washed from skin… but scent sticks to clothes for far longer than you can imagine. Beside… I'm too lazy right now to tear them myself so… undress for me." Nick grumbled under his breath. He knew the dragon would leave no other option. The more he resisted the more ruthless he would grow to the point of no return. He tossed his ruined armor and clothes to the side, pulled out his pants until he was almost naked, shivering in the cold air of the room. "Completely…" growled Lyam, playing with his cock, jerking it before Nick's eyes like he tried to tease him. Nick pulled down his underwear, offering himself completely to the dragon. "Perfect, now… crouch before me… yes… just like that… now… get to work s…" "Dare to call me like that and I'm gonna make you eat your nuts." growled Nick. He sighed, forced to stare at the dragon's neither region, at these two hefty balls and this so hard and bulging cock. The dragon's paw left the pre-soaked appendage. "Now… please me until I've given my last drop of seed." "You owe me a big one you know Lyam." he grumbled, his hand squeezing the hard member. "I know… I'll repay you for that…" he whined "Just… take care of it… and… I'll find something… to reward you." he panted.

Nick found weird how Lyam was getting out of his lust addled state for brief moments before plunging back in. Was he even truly suffering some kind of heat or was he just using it as a pretext to have him worshiping his cock? Nick didn't know and he had a hard time finding the correct answer to that question. As he thought about it he had started jerking Lyam of, rapidly stroking up and down his quivering length, Lyam gasping and moaning under his touch, bucking in the soft confine of his hand. Lyam seemed so eager, yet going through such a pain at the same time. "Pour dude… suffering while enjoying himself… what a burden…". Between his tightly clenched fingers he could feel Lyan's meaty shaft spasm, ready to deliver another load. Cum rushed to the tip, covering the dragon's belly in a warm blanket again. Nick had just let go of the cock he thought would soften just sprung back to life. "Damn… the hell is in your balls… to make you produce that much seed?" "I don't know but… I feel so fertile…. Again…" "How long will I have to do that?" "Until my crave is settled." "It's gonna take a week!" complained Nick. "Rrawr… just… use something more… stimulating than a hand…" "Like what?" "Your tongue… your mouth… I don't know…. just do it…!" Nick grumbled under his breath. He leaned over the dragon's rump, his thick tail going right between his legs, swishing hieratically. Nick's hands grabbed the eager flesh again; rapidly stroking it up and down at a quick pace to make sure the dragon would release quickly. His grip was firm over the slick maleness but Lyam would always buck hard enough to make it slip away from his fingers. "God damn it can't you stop squirming like this…" "grah… ha…arw… I need to cum… so… badly…" "Then let me work…" Your hands… are not enough… use your mouth… please." "¹'m not gonna take it in my mouth… whatever you put me through I won't suck that!" "Please……" begged Lyam. "I don't believe this…. You're gonna own me a lot of favours Lyam…" "I know… just… just… do it… I'll find something… to reward you… I swear I'll find something." "Whatever…"

Nick observed the twitching length in disgust. "I can't believe I'm doing this." "Yes… me too…. It's totally new for me… I've never done that before." "Done what…" "Well… everything that we did… I've never been touched by someone else… and I'm… glad… I suppose… that it falls on someone… I trust…" "Yeah and I keep regretting to have entered the room."

After a few seconds of silence Nick sighed "Well… let's get to it then. I think you won't leave me another choice." "Nope… so… I guess… you should… suck it. I assure you it has a great taste… if you like drinking cum at least."

Nick didn't answer to Lyam's provoke and lowered his face. As he expected the scent was intoxicating, even worst that when Lyam was living in his room. He grimaced from the stench but slowly he grabbed the slickened cock in his palm. "Let's give it a try then." He slightly opened his jaws, breathing in the sharp musk, his breath washing over the needy pole. "Stop… teasing and get… sucking…" moaned Lyam. Nick hesitated, his lips almost touching it. The heat radiating from the thick meat was unbearable, it was like he had been near one of these heat lamp he heard so much about. His lips kissed the wet tip. He gasped again. The taste surely matched the scent. Salty pre seed burst in his mouth at the instant his lips enclosed around the restlessly throbbing length. As the viscous liquid fell down his throat he felt his stomach churn and twist like he would throw up his last meal. He wanted to pull away but clawed paws grab a hold of the back of his head, forcing him deeper on the shaft. He threw an assassin look to the dragon but Lyam was too aroused to even notice it. He tried to ignore the horrible taste of the sfaft. It's pre was salty and pungent and had a strange rancid taste attached to it, like Lyam hadn't cleaned his cock in a while. He started suckling the thick twitching rod, his tongue bathing the hot, moist organ in saliva, pre spewing in the back of his mouth. At first Lyam held almost still; giving only small humps; grinding his cock against the human tongue; pushing only a few more inches inside the warm maws. Nick grunted, it had been ages since he had blown off a male… and they were all much smaller than Lyam. In comparison the dragon was much thicker, eager and had one hell of a fat knot to go with his already huge maleness. "I hope he won't try to force it into my mouth… he's gonna break my jaws if he tries…".

Lyam quickly grew even more eager from the sensation of this steamy mouth taking inch after inch of his cock inside. Each loud swallowing sound only urged him to feed him with more of his natural lube. "Definitely… better…" he rumbled, gasping for breath. The human's mouth felt so amazing around his mouth he couldn't stop trusting inside it, giving the protesting human all he had… in limits of their own well-being. Even in this state he didn't wanted the human to be injured too badly. He tried to remain calm and not buck too hard but the combined sensation of the tongue dragging along his ridges and the mouth suckling his needy flesh send sharp surges of pure pleasure up his already lust filled mind. He could barely control his body so… keeping the pressure in his loins from spilling everywhere was way out of his reach. He began trusting harder, earning muffed sounds of protest from the human; his knot slapping against those soft lips. He felt the tension in the human's body. He purred in delight, his paws slowly traveling down the soft naked skin, making little circling motions around the stiff muscles. Nick was shivering under the affection, afraid by the huge knot being rammed against his lips. "Relax… I'm not… not gonna knot you…" moaned Lyam. Nick relaxed but only slightly, apprehending the dragon's peak. He was almost sure Lyam would orgasm soon… but when? Would he be… warned? Would he know it in some way? It was hard to tell wish this continuously throbbing and twitching organ. What he was sure of was that the throbs were increasingly hard and quick. Lyam's paws came back to his head, holding him in position as he… pulled out. "What are you little rat preparing?" he whispered in his head. The answer he got totally caught him off guard as the cock was shoved deeper in his mouth, the bloated tip pushing in his throat. He gagged around the thick length but he had more important things to deal with as a torrent of seed was shot deep in his throat. The cock convulsed in his passage as more seed filled his stomach. Lyam unexpectedly pulled back, letting the next spurts pool in his mouth. Nick smeared. The taste of his seed was even worst that the rest. It was gooey, sticky like glue, had a too strong taste for him and felt like over salted water. He tried to swallow but more cum came adding to the pool, leaking on the side of his mouth, mixed with spit. Lyam kept gradually pulling out until the tip slipped out of Nick's mouth, still spurting hard. Lyam giggled as the rest of his load splattered on Nick's face, coating it in a white mask. "Could have warned me…?" "Better to… make you the surprise." "Gross…" spat Nick, trying to get rid of the pungent taste of dragon cum in his mouth "Anyway… feeling better?" "Yes… but… not… spent yet." "Are you kidding me?! I'm not doing that again." Lyam didn't answer, didn't move either. "Hey I'm talking to you!" Lyam was immobile, his breath ragged and irregular, his hazy eyes glued to something, nostrils flared to take in something he couldn't even smell. Nick felt uncomfortable on the cold floor and sat on his ass, not noticing a small detail. Nick kept his gaze at half eight, staring at something around Nick's belly. "This…" purred Lyam, pointing a claw in Nick's direction "I want it…" "Want what?" "Your cock." Nick gasped and instantly looked down. Between his legs his cock had hardened, bobbing in the air before him, probably stirred to life by all the lewd moment he had been going through. He tried to cover it but Lyam was still watching it, drooling in envy. "I want it…" he repeated in a needy whimper "It's what I need…" "What do you mean?" Lyam growled, adopting an even more submissive stance, exposing his clenching tailhole. "Put it inside me…" he whined. "Are you mad! I'm not goona do that I'm out of here whether you want it or not." "Please Nick… don't leave now… I feel… so… close…" "So close to what? To piss me off again! You'd better give me this god damn key." "No… please… I'm almost… done…" "Yeah and me I'm almost mad at you…" "Please… put it inside me…" "Hold on… what did you say?" "Fuck me… breed me… mate me!" he roared, kicking in sheer need. "Are you sure about this?" mumbled Nick in shock. The dragon's request sounded awkward, so… weird… so… gross. Nick had been with other males countless time and mating with them caused him no hint of shame… but… there it was an animal begging him to be taken… it was simply disgusting. But the poor guy seemed so eager for him. "Can't be that bad after all…" he whispered "Do you really want it Lyam?" "Yes!" shouted the dragon "mate with me please! I beg of you… fill me with your cock!" "If I do that do you promise to let me go after?" "Yes… you… you can leave… after." "Then… you'd better be ready because I'm not gonna be gentle on you…" "I don't care… fuck me as hard as you want… just… get rid of this crave… it hurts… so much." "Fine… just… give me some time to lube it up… I guess…" "No… No lube… just… stick it in… before I do it myself." "Ok… just let me get into position." "Hurry!" howled Lyam, slamming his tail into the ground. Nick leaned over the dragon. Scales and skin meeting in a strange way, brushing against one another, sliding with ease against one another. The drake's hard cock mashed against the man's belly, smearing aqueous precum on his pinkish skin. Nick's tip poked at Lyam's backside, the puckered entrance clenching impatiently. Nick grabbed his penis and slowly prodded at Lyam's entrance. "Go ahead…" he cooed. Nick took a deep breath and pushed his cock further. They gasped when Nick's member pierced the dragon's tight pucker, forcing the muscular passage to stretch to accept him. Lyay whined. Was it pain or pleasure Nick didn't know he just assumed he was enjoyed it. His muscles were clenching around him, pressing harder on his shaft. "Damn… you're tight… down there…" "I've… never… experienced… with a real… oh yes… it feels so good… trust… trust inside me… make me cum!" shouted Lyam. His paws wrapped around Nick, pulling him even closer, his claws scratching his back. Nick was panting, his senses overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure this beast managed to unleash in him. Every spasm, every single twitch of the muscles made him tremble in pleasure. Nick pulled out until only the tip remained inside. Lyam was mewling in need begging to be taken like a female. Nick obliged, shoving his penis back in. In response Lyam clenched even harder around him. Nick began trusting rapidly in the clamping anus. Even in his craziest dream he couldn't imagine he would find himself dominating a dragon, fucking him roughly and enjoying it much more than he thought. The wet sound of their hips meeting with every trust filled the air, adding to the symphony of growls and moans the two let out. Lyam was tight but eager to take the human all the way in. Pre shot from both their cock. Nick grabbed a hold of the dragon's jumping dick jerking it off at the same pace. Soon he found a rhythm that suited him, fucking the dragon roughly. Lyam let himself go, his body rocked forward by every trust. The human's balls smacked against his tailhole. He groaned, please that the human finally hilted inside him. His belly scales felt warm. Re looked down to see a white blanket covering every part of him. His balls throbbed even more, ready to spill again. He had come already, more than three times aod yet he hadn't felt Nick's seed in his hungry passage. He mewled right in Nick's face, loudly slurping his cheeks, so hungry for seed that his body was doing senseless things. Nick grunted, he could feel his orgasm coming, so close. Lyam's muscles were restlessly milking him, driving him to new heights of pleasure. He slammed io the eager drake's hole even faster harder, encourage by his constant moaning. The dragonhood he held onto was convulsing, swelling like a pent up volcano of lust ready to erupt. "Oh… oh… yes… harder… faster… deeper… yes… just… just like that…" moaned Lyam, eyes closed, basking in a mind shattering pleasure, urging Nick to take him to the edge of orgasm. He couldn't take it anymore, his whole frame convulsing under his burning lust surging toward his cock. Finally… he was so close… he could feel it… ready to spill…"

"Oh… oh… I'm… cumming…" he roared, bucking weakly one last time in Nick's hand.

His body became stiff, seed rushing to his expanding cock, threatening to escape. Then, as quickly as it started he fell back, mewling like a cat as seed forcefully orgasmed. Nick had to let go of Lyam’s throbbing dick; it’s throbs so hard, its motion too hieratical and violent for him to hold it without risking to painfully twist it. A split second after his own dick was squished by stronger muscular walls, massaged from everywhere at the same time. Something hit his lower belly, like a geyser, splattering something everywhere on his chest. It was like someone was… peeing on him. He looked down but; instead of the dark yellow liquid he expect he discovered a large torrent of seed gushing out of Lyam's tip. He felt the large member throb but it didn't seem to affect the flow. It felt just like the dragon was peeing but it was seed that he gave out instead. Nick kept trusting in the quivering hole, tipping over the edge too. Curious he lowered his face just above the cum streaming shaft, opening his mouth. Instantly it was filled by warm dragon cum, the stream forcefully hitting the back of his throat. He choked on the sheer volume of sticky cum flooding his mouth. He gulped down everything he could. His lips smacked the tip, drinking from the endless stream. It felt and tasted odd but much better than the first time. The rancid thing was gone, like cumming and cumming again had wiped it away. The seed kept its salty tas¤te but was much sweeter than before. He grinned at the dragon, enjoying the taste of his warm essence. Lyam was goofily smiling, panting and cooing in delight. Nick aimed the spewing cock at his owner's face and observed as the seed sprayed over Lyam's face. Lyam gasped, trying to squirm out of the geyser coating every scale in white. But his weak body only allowed him to weakly claw and kick at Nick. Meanwhile Nick kept fucking Lyam's tight hole; his trust shallow and wicked, viciously stimulating the overly sensitive flesh. Muscles clamped so hard he grunted in pain. "Oh… I'm… cumming… again…" whined Lyam, his tail slamming in Nick's backside. Nick wanted to reply but… to his own shock he felt the cock swell even more… on the verge of splitting in half. He let go of it just in time to see the stream strengthen even more, an even greater amount of cum spilling over Lyan's chest. The dragon cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure; his muscles squeezing Nick's member even harder. He moaned as he trusted even harder in the tight anal passage, seed finally erupting from his own dick. He leaned over the dragon's soaked belly, collapsing on top of him as seed spurted rapidly, coating Lyam's anus in sticky whiteness. Nick felt the dragon's balls shrink, going from the size of two heavy grapefruit to tiny cherries. He didn't care that Lyam's seed was covering them both of white, he just stayed there, enjoying the afterglow as the dragon kept orgasming again and again, never stopping cumming. Tears were flowing out of his eyes as he roared in pain and relief at the same time. After ages… or just a few minutes the stream weakened, turning into a weak drizzle of seed over the dragon's lower belly. "Thanks…" whispered Lyam as Nick pulled his flaccid cock out of his clamping hole. His tongue affectionately lapped at Nick's cheek. Fatigue took a hold of him, his heavy eyes closing themselves. "The key… is under my pillow… and… if you want to… *yowl* clean yourself… there is a bathroom…" "Thanks…" mumbled Nick, slowly getting up. Like a zombie he walked to the bathroom, entering the shower without even noticing it. He leaned against the wall as hot water washed away the seed. He turned the water to freezing cold, grimacing as his muscles tensed. At least it did a great job of waking him up from his sleepy state. When he came back in the room Lyam was sleeping on the uncomfortable ground, his flaccid draconic member exposed in plain view; his muscles too weak to pull it back inside his sheet.

Nick dressed himself up, found the key and left, leaving the dragon alone. For the next two days he avoided Lyam as much as he could, trying to forget what had happened between the two of them. Thinking about he didn't even crossed Lyam for this period of time and the only time he walked near his new room it was to find it sealed by quarantine panels and warning system, one soldier guarding it. Then came the fateful day where the general proudly announced the they were in range of the planet. Nick would remember these words for the rest of his life "Attention please!" he first shouted like always "I'm glad to announce you that we're finally at our first destination. It's a major breakthrough in spatial exploration. The rout is still full of unknown dangers but we will overcome them, for the glory of tee consortium" "For the consortium they all shouted in reply. "Now… our true task begins. All crew members assigned to exploring teams must be prepared in H less two hours and must present themselves to the landing craft departure bay. Make sure all your things are packed and your weapons loaded… you'll need them all." Nick looked at his mission order. He was assigned to the Gama team that would be the first team to land there and secure an area for next dropships. "You'll be left in a forested area." informed the general "Your first task will be to clear aa safe landing zone and protect it until reinforcements arrive." "Easy…" grumbled Nick.

He walked back to his room; put what he needed in his backpack. He looked one last time at his room. He wouldn't see it again before a while. He left it without regrets. Here started the adventure… what he came here for.

Suddenly, as he walked in the corridor a loud sound like an explosion filled the silence. The ship shook hardly, everything trembling around him. Nick grabbed a metal bar to not fall. "What's going on…" he whispered, his hair dressing on top of his head. Another bang echoed in the distance. "I don't like this…". The ship rocked forward again. He fell flat on the ground. Before his eyes all light switched off, replaced by yellow coloured alarms. "Warning… ship's integrity compromised…" "Oh no… not now…" "WARNING… lock down in ten seconds; please don't stay in the door's way as they close." It had barely finished that security doors slammed shut, hermetically sealing the compartment. "Shit…" he ran back to his room. Thankfully his command console was still functioning.

He started it… the ship trembling again. He asked for a diagnostic. What the system answered him made him flinch, his face going perfectly white.

Hwas receiving reports from everywhere signalling fires in several compartments, a general lockdown, air leaks in lower levels, energy tank leaks, structural issues in the core zone. And… even worst, on top of that an energy overload in the reactor chamber. He tried to overcome the security lockdown and use the security procedures to maintain the reactor in check before it blew up. But the system rejected his request, covering his screen with one fearful message "Impossible to access your request… the system are unresponsive. Please contact maintenance units for repairs." "Oh no… no… it's not good…"

He changed approach, using the external sensors to detect what caused such problems. He detected an important amount of plasma residues near the part where the system indicated holes in the shell. He tried to calculate where it came from. The system traced a long green line between the ship and the planet, the green line going past the ship, like the shot that had just traversed it from side to side.

He triangulated the shot's position. The system zoomed in, showing him an image of perfectly green forest. "It doesn't make sense…"

His attention was brought back to the ship's many reports. The chore's temperature was rapidly increasing, more energy leaking throughout the ship. He looked at the camera again… this time the leaf green kinda trembled. "What the…" before his very eyes the forest vanished in one spot, revealing several beacons forming a circle around a large hole on top of a metal cylinder. It was like the thing was literally looking at him. "Oh no… they're preparing for another shot…" He grimaced, afraid. This time the ship wouldn't survive. "Hey Nick… what the fuck is going on!" shouted a familiar voice. Nicked looked toward his room's entrance to see Lyam standing in the opening with a worried look on his face. "What are you doing here?" "I was walking by when I got stuck here. All the compartment seems to be closed… and I found no one… beside you…" "Well… look by yourself…" grumbled Nick as he jumped from his chair. "Oh my… what… caused… such a mess?" "Canon fire… we're attacked." "But… who?" "Them!" shouted Nick, pointing at the planet. "Oh no…" whined Lyam "What shall we do?" "Escape… they're preparing another shot. We must escape this old piece of crap before it blows up." "But… the ship is locked down." "Precisely… but the compartment can waistband the explosion and has its own reactors. It can make us safely land on the planet… or wherever it wants as long as it's far from this hell. We just need to stay calm, oxygen bottles and a spacesuit which I have." "And me… do you have some for me?" "Nope… sorry… but I'm sure you'll survive that. You're way tougher than me." "If… if you say so…" Nick dressed up; made sure everything was in order and sat against the wall.

"Are you sure… we can't do anything about it?" "Nope… we're stuck here." Nick threw his console a quick look; the sensors indicated that the next show was ready to be fired right at them. "Let's hope this old shell can handle this."

He gritted his teeth, praying all the gods he knew. The ship was shaking in all direction, metal twisting and explosion, mixing to the loud alarm noise. "Warning, ship integrity at fifty percent; please evacuate. WARNING core damaged at ninety percent, critical mast reached. EVACUATE!" Nick closed his eyes, not wanting to see death as it would probably come. A heavy weight came crashing down on him, pinning him to the ground. He gasped, his eyes opening in surprise just to plunge in two amber orbs full of tears and fear. "*GASP* Lyam what are you doing?" he shouted as Lyam ripped his oxygen mask from his face. "I love you…" whispered Lyam, his claws grabbing Nick's face before pulling him in a deep loving kiss. Nick could do nothing beside hug the dragon close to him as he forced his forked tongue in Nick's mouth. Their tongue wrestled together as Lyam pressed his body against Nick's own, crying his fear in silence. Nick gently rubbed the dragon's snout, comforting him as best as he could but he had to admit he was as terrified as Lyam. In the corner of his vision he saw from the planet green and blue surface something spurt; a green beam rushing in their direction; carrying with him the promise of death. Was it truly the end? Would it stop before it had actually started? His tears mixed with Lyam's own, as their kiss broke for a split second just to come back even stronger. Their tongue coiled together with the energy of despair, sharing a last second of affection as everything around them vanished in a blinding light. Nick's grip on the dragon tightened, his eyes closing again as the beam swallowed them. The ship was obliterated around them, metal shattering around them as the ship was disintegrated.

Everything exploded, lighting up the space for a brief second as the ship separated in large fiery section that exploded in turn. Fiery debris fell toward the planet, sucked up by its atmosphere. There was nothing left beside torn apart metal and blazing pieces raining on the planet's surface or melting when they tried to enter.

………

Somewhere deep beneath the planet’ surface at the same exact moment.

"Target destroyed sir" said a masculine voice, its eyes looking at the screen in front of him.

"Nice job Sargent Dereck… it makes one threat less for our kind." "Told you I never miss my shots" "Now I understand why. Well… S guess I should go write this report." "Yes… do that… I'll stay here and make some target practice on debris." "As you wish"

The second person left the dark room, leaving the first to stare at the debris falling on his planet. "That's sad we always have to go to such extremities. I would have loved to see these creatures…" sighed the person who pressed the trigger.

END OF CHAPTER ONE

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