FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Summer 1970, twenty four years after the R.E.X Experiment. Northern Colorado.

Jaina walked forward, eyes peering up to rocky entrance of the dark cave. She was miles into the wilderness, far away from civilization. Around her were three wolfdogs, watching her closely as she stepped inside.

For weeks she had been using a HAM radio to make broadcasts, calling out to those who were hidden, hoping beyond hope the stories were real. In her heart she always wanted to believe, that the world was host to those greater than herself, greater than any before. And then one day she found a mysterious note on her door, an invitation she had been waiting for.

The wolf dogs had inspected the woman as she made her pleas to them. Seeming to find what they were looking for the dogs led her on, walking for hours until the sun set.

She stepped over the uneven rock, breaching the hidden cave. Stretching deep Inside she saw small lights hanging along the rocky walls, dim enough to navigate in the otherwise total darkness.

She clutched around herself in the cool air of the cave, she had dressed up the best she could for the special occasion, a fancy top and skirt that were already showing flecks of mud from her long trek. She was nervous, she had read and heard so much, but she was unsure what was really waiting for her here alone in the wilderness.

Rounding the bend in the cave she came to a large room, brighter light shining down towards the middle. Along the walls strange equipment hung, unlike she had ever seen, an advanced computer screen flickering, many complex objects strewn about. It had to be their work, she was sure.

“You seek sanctuary?” Came the question from a deep, powerful voice.

She gasped in response, turning to the shadows as the figure stayed in darkness, the telltale shine of his canine eyes peering out at her.

“I-I… Yes I have searched…” She stammered, staring back as the creature began to stand.

“And you have found...” He stated, stepping forward into the light of the cave.

Jaina felt her skin tingle as she saw the canine creature. He was towering above her, eight feet tall. His spine had a slight curve, giving him a more hulking bestial appearance. His face was that of a large wolf, amber eyes shining with the astounding intelligence of his kind. The fur of his neck and chest was thick, surrounding his large head, a long furred tail held behind him.

His tall body was tight and muscled, that of a lifetime runner standing upon large hind paws. His coat was a dark gray, thick and soft as he appeared remarkably well kept and handsome to her eyes.

He wore nothing, heavy sheath jutting proudly from his well furred form.

“Oh god… they're real.” Jaina whispered, hand cupped to her mouth as she stared up to the unreal creature. She had read and she had dreamed about them for so long, wondering if they were really out there. And now a Sovereign was standing right in front of her, the tall godlike creature looking upon her.

“Oh Please! Great one… Accept this humble human.” She begged, dropping to her knees in front of him, bowing her head and clasping her hands as if in prayer.

The lupine blooded Sovereign looked down to the woman, seeing the desperation within her, she must have come from great hardship. She held still, casting her eyes down and waiting for his response as if she was unworthy.

A side effect of the Sovereign myth was a religious connotation to their existence. Humans were prone to it, a fact well known by the Sovereigns. People like Jaina sought to worship them like gods, begging and praying for their personal salvation and that of the troubled world.

“Cowering is not necessary, I am nothing to fear.” He spoke, kneeling down with her as he saw the woman's clasped fingers trembling. Even kneeling on his folding hind legs the wolf towered over her, the Sovereign trying to lean down to her level.

Breaking her trance Jaina glanced up, seeing the massive muzzle of the creature only a foot from her, his large eyes holding firm as she struggled and looked down again.

“But your dedication is appreciated, little one.” He spoke softly and kindly, trying to put the overwhelmed woman at ease.

Slowly she watched as his massive paw covered over her clasped hands, his pads gently holding against her small fingers.

“Ohh… ” She gasped, watching his paw as she felt him pull upwards, bringing her gaze to his own as he gave her a smile.

“You may call me Kaine, Jaina.” He spoke again, having heard her personal plea over the radio.

“You were listening…” She whispered, the creature already knowing her name.

“We are always listening.” He said, his other paw closing over her hands as she marveled at him.

He was so massive, the heat of his pads warming her fair skin.

“You are safe now. The troubles that brought you here are behind you.”

“I-I… ” She stammered again, overwhelmed. She could feel his great presence in front of her, the details of his large canine body. The creatures she had dreamed about were so very real.

His paw let go, freeing her hands as her fingers relaxed and released their frightened grip upon one another.

With a brave gesture she lifted her hand, reaching feebly towards his long muzzle.

“You may.” He spoke, turning his cheek as her small fingers reached out and touched him. Slowly she stroked the fine fur of his muzzle.

“You have very lovely hands.” He spoke, making Jaina crack a smile as she felt the rumbling reverberation from within the massive talking canine.

“I will do anything you ask of me, I pledge my body to you, master...” She called out, completely surrendering her will to the massive beast as she humbled herself before him again.

“Be calm little one, we do not want slaves.” Kaine corrected her, his kind not wanting that kind of relationship with their humans.

“Please… Forgive me...” She stammered, pulling her hand back as she turned her face downward again, fearful that she had offended her great host. He once again held her, talking calmly as he sought to put her at ease, she was in no trouble.

“You are lost, grasping in the dark for a purpose. You throw yourself to the ground, but I wish only to lift you up, to love with you.”

“I shall take you in, little one. You have great potential in you, In time you shall see what you truly are.”

“But I sense something more immediate upon you…. I can smell it so clearly...” He spoke, leaning forward as his hot breath washed over her neck, sending a tingle down her spine as the big beast sniffed across her with intimate purpose.

“Yes… you have dreamed about a moment like this for years... what my fur must feel like… what it would be like to have my big paws wrapped around you… ” He whispered, his breathy voice seeping deep into the woman as his paw fell to her back. In his embrace her arousal grew, nerves turning to anticipation. It was just like they had said, he was able to see right down to her very being, nothing hidden from the great ones.

He had never met this woman before, but with the combined knowledge of the Sovereigns gathered within him he knew humans very well, their motivations, their thoughts, their desires. Jaina was calling out to him, desperate to be loved and held by a powerful protector.

“mmhh… ” Jaina moaned, pushing her body against his massive chest, eyes closing as her hands reached around him, fingers combing into the massive wolf's coat. She reached long, letting her limbs stretch out as she felt how thick and full his fur was, fingers struggling to breach the downy coat bellow. He was so soft, even more amazing than she had imagined, his toned muscles bulging through the fur as he pressed into her. She could sense his raw strength, the wild lupine blood that gave him shape. Despite the form of the massive predator his touch was so soft against her body, his paws so careful to hold the delicate woman.

“Touch me, feel no fear at my side.” He spoke, his massive paw pressing against her back, hugging gently as he was careful to not force her in too quickly.

“You are beautiful, such a delicate creature.” He cooed, nuzzling against her smaller cheek as he drew in a long breath of her pleasing scent.

Jaina shuddered, giving a gasping smile at his praise. The massive furred creature hugging around her, his words so candid. She never had felt wanted like this before.

His fur pressed against her front Jaina reached behind, starting to undo the strap on her top.

Kaine slipped a single claw into the strap with her, helping pull it away as Jaina let the fabric drop down. His large claws continued as she let him take over, snapping open her bra with his well aimed claws as it too fell away, her hand tossing it aside without a care.

Jaina gasped when she felt the whole of his fur against her nude front, her nude skin graced by his soft coat.

She pressed harder into him, feeling Kaines paws pull her. His muzzle curled down to lick at her bare shoulder, running up her elegant neck as she hugged the big wolf, face and breasts buried into his barreled chest as she sunk in.

Against him she could hear the massive beast’s heartbeat, his large lungs inhaling as he scented and tasted her.

To the large Sovereign she was exquisite. Reveling in the woman's feminine taste across her skin, the smoothness of her form. Jaina’s smaller body almost vibrating with anticipation and need against him.

Closing her eyes she hugged harder, weak arms trying to hold against the great beast. She felt so close to him, intimate and protected, here in his arms no harm could come to her.

She focused on his tongue, lapping purposefully over her, it's massive shape spreading wide as it covered her neck, another lap of it flicking across her tender throat.

Kaine had never had much contact with humans, the son of a north canadian wolf and an adventurous Sovereign female. The Sovereigns had been making their own packs in the vast wilderness above their hidden city, interbreeding with the local canines and bringing the hardy lupine dna into their fold. Kaine like his half brothers traveling with him now grew up in that wild, hunting like his ancient ancestors and testing the limits of his bipedal body.

He was perfect for ground operations, needing little to sustain himself as the half wolf hybrid ran through the wilderness, intercepting secure transmissions and spying on key facilities before moving on like a ghost in the night.

But through the shared memories with his Sovereign kin he knew the touch of a human woman, the subtleties of their bodies, and the keys to their pleasure. Even now he felt Jaina arching, pushing her bosom into his barreled chest, gripping his fur like a needy pup in his artful embrace.

The womans eager hands fell lower, reaching for her skirt and the last vestiges of clothing as she needed to feel him against her, all of her.

She slowly stood up, Kain staying kneeling as he let go of her back. He watched as the woman's skirt fell to her ankles, underwear following as she dropped and stepped out of the clothing. Her body laid bare before the massive grinning wolf, her curves and intimate shapes pleasing to him.

She quivered, feeling the cool air around her body, the Sovereigns eyes upon her delicate nudity. Standing Jaina was as tall as the kneeling wolf, looking him in the eyes as she tried to show her confidence in him, waiting for his guidance.

He reached out to her again, paw falling to her back as he held her. His large head stretched out, sniffing down her neck as he found her bare breasts, stopping as his tongue pushed out to touch her intimate flesh.

His strong tongue lifted her whole breast, letting it bounce gently as his tongue returned to caress her bosom. The warmth of his mouth washed over her sensitive nipples as she hugged into him again, her bare thighs spreading as she pressed herself into his belly, his fur sliding across her intimacy.

“Oh god….oh… g-god...” She whispered, feeling the beast's grip tighten upon her as his other paw found her bare bottom, taking control of her vulnerable body. No dream could have ever prepared her for this, to feel the massive beast against her, sinking into his fur as an expert tongue tasted and teased her bare bosom.

Her upper body leaned back, his tongue moving back up to her neck as he licked, lapping upon her chin as her hips and belly pushed into him. She leaned back in his sturdy paws, her hands grasping at the heavy fur of his strong arms.

“Take me… please.” She begged, giving voice to feelings vibrating through her body, she needed him, opening herself to the great creatures whims.

The Sovereign smiled, feeling the human like putty in his arms, falling back in his grasp as he savored her. It was something amazing to hold a human like this, to feel them give themselves over, a deep intimate trust.

Paw cradling her head Kaine leaned down, bringing the woman's lips to his tongue as he drew her in.

Jaina gasped, pressed desperately against the big wolf’s muzzle as his massive tongue brought itself over her lips. She was hopelessly overwhelmed by its power, kissing and lapping back into him as he felt her passion surge up. She didn't care how ridiculous she looked, feeling the big wolfs slobber dripping down her face as she wrapped her hands around his fluffy neck, holding on and demanding more as they pressed deeper into one another.

Pausing his attention Kaine let his muzzle hold above her, watching as Jaina desperately kissed against his thin lips, the woman wild and passionate as she came to a slow, opening her eyes below the big canine.

“Your passion is exquisite, your need so obvious. I will make love with you.” He spoke, body shifting as his hips curled inward against her.

Janna gave a long slow gasp as something big and warm brushed against her spread groin, feeling his smooth fur run up her delicate folds.

“Ohhh.. mhhh...” She moaned out, eyes falling down her body as she saw the big canines sheath rubbing up against her bare groin. His tip peeking, bright and raw as she knew what was next, her heart beating fast in anticipation.

His hips curled in harder, pushing the woman up with him as her thighs lifted with his. She found herself sitting atop him, his wide sheath resting against her belly.

Jaina curled inwards, reaching down for the bulging pouch as she took it in her hands.

Kaine felt as she gently squeezed with her hands, feeling the sizeable girth of his sheath. Her nimble fingers quickly found his knot, pushing on it through his skin. Kaine smiled as he read the action easily.

“You know how to handle a canine...” He moaned out, feeling her small fingers tease at his hidden glans, sending a wave of pleasure through the big animal.

“It's so much bigger...” she whispered, fingers kneading up the massive canines sheath, trying to take in his size as she felt the member inside slide within his skin.

Kaine saw the focus on her, eyes unblinking as she toyed with his genitalia, letting a drop of excitement fall then slide down her smooth hand.

“Hold onto me for a moment.” Kaine spoke, wrapping his arms around Jaina as she did the same. Secure he suddenly lifted her up with him as he stood tall. The woman clung to the big wolf, feet hanging above the ground as she wrapped herself about his hips as he held her rear.

The woman secure he carefully walked over to a small collection of blankets in the corner, the only soft comfort in the rocky cave.

Lowering down once again Kaine held the woman close. His own rear found the blanket, his long powerful legs stretching out as he laid his back against the cave wall. Jaina straddled his furry legs, keeping her balance with the help of his large paw on her back as she found her place on him, looking eye to eye with the massive wolf.

The large Sovereign leaned back in his reclining pose, able to make his body more accessible to Jaina, His large sheath jutting high into the air before her spread body.

“I'm all yours.” He smirked as he let his paws hold to the side, letting her take control for the time.

Her hands wasted no time before falling back on his jutting sheath, both hands running up and down slowly and carefully as his male musk hit her crude human nose. Kaine just relaxed and smiled as his member was lovingly handled, his eyes watching the bare woman as she explored his impressive groin.

Kaine opened his legs slightly, subtly stretching open the woman's legs as she straddled him. Her femininity stretched under her, leaking an occasional drop of female arousal as Kaine breathed in, scenting it as the room filled with their aroused essences.

One of her hands fell lower, finding the wolf's scrotum, fingers spreading wide as she felt how massive he was. His testes were huge, sitting just below the widening sheath. He was so overwhelmingly masculine, a male powerhouse, laying back as her other hand fell to his exposed tip.

Her fingers slid down slowly against the sheath, watching as the canine cock came into view. Her whole hand wrapped around the retreating sheath, squeezing as she saw more of him emerge from the stretching skin. Feeling the need his swelling cock gave a triumphant spurt, Sending a large splash of canine fluid onto her chest and belly. Jaina gasped aloud when she felt it, the hot precum surprising her with its velocity and volume. The male organ was left pulsing bellow as it begged for more.

“Mmm… impressed?” Kaine smiled, looking as his glistening fluids dripped down the womans shapely breasts and belly.

“Ah…” Was all Jaina could mumble, mouth now holding agape as both hands stroked the budding erection, her arousal peaking as she caressed the well hung beast.

Hand holding around his sizeable member he gave another hearty pulse. Her fingers felt the fluid ripple up him, splashing against her tender body again, the beast's power and primal sexuality too much for the frail woman to resist any longer.

“Inside me… please...” She whined, pulling her bare groin into the male's bunched sheath, rubbing against him and begging to be taken.

“Your wish is my command.” Kaine smiled, paws reaching her hips as he helped lift her up to her knees.

Aiming carefully the tip of his member slipped against her eager folds. His own body in need Kaine gave a low moan as another spurt of precum splashed up against her waiting body. Fluid dripped down his length as she felt him shoot inside of her, his tip just breaching her outer lips.

“OHhhhh…. Ohhh...” the woman trembled, perched above the canine as his piercing eyes held on her.

His paw lowering she slid down his shaft, Kaines other paw falling as he grabbed his own sheath. Giving it a tug Kaine freed his trapped knot with a thrust of his hips, the shape widening quickly as Jaina’s eyes became unfocused, feeling herself penetrated by the big wolf, inch by inch as her body made way for the beast.

“Oh… Oh!” she shouted under her breath, feeling his shaft widening by the moment as the canine pulsed inside her, splashing his canine fluids into her intimacy. his disciplined hips restrained from overwhelming the inexperienced woman with what he was capable of. Kaine was careful in his movements, not letting his knot catch inside her, knowing her limits for the time.

Despite the womans overwhelmed body she pressed downward onto him, lips stretching against the widening knot. But Kaine stopped her motion with a gentle paw, letting his knot merely kiss her lips as it grew.

“Take it slow, little one... You are not ready... for my knot.” Kaine whispered, his pleasure surging up as he focused.

Jaina looked down, seeing herself sitting atop the big knot, eyes growing wide when she saw the size of it, now suddenly grateful to the big Sovereigns guidance.

Kaine let out a long breath, feeling his body on the edge of climax, his knot squeezed under the woman's weight, tip pushing deep as it prepared to squirt again.

Jaina's hands reached downward, fingertips gliding across her dripping belly and groin until she found his bulging knot kissing against her outer lips. Feeling the woman's finger tips directly against his glans Kaine gave a wide lupine grin.

“Yes… ” He moaned out, his own eyelids drooping as those deep animal needs came to the surface, feeling both of the woman's hands wrapping around his knot, two fingers gripping behind his glans as she began to pull against it.

She yanked up as she felt Kaine groan with pleasure under her, her large lungs breathing fast as the woman hit his canine buttons. She rode on the big wolfs knot as her hips rolled atop him, feeling how his hard shaft held inside of her. She grew faster, rocking back and forth on the canine cock as she pulled herself up with it, hands squeezing tight.

The woman's pulling and squeezing tipped his sensitive nerves over the edge, giving a healthy spurt of canine cum into the woman's body, his entire length pulsing with his pleasure as he shot another spurt. His seed filled the already dripping woman as their fluids dribbled down over his knot. Jaina stared in wonder at the sensation as she continued to rock her hips, toes curling as she balanced on the big canines legs.

“Grhhh...ahh...” Came a reverberating moan from the beast, eyelids dipping as he shot another volley of his copious seed into her.

Kaines knot was rock hard, the shape caressed by the woman's now soaked fingers. She delighted in the slickness, careful fingers massaging the big canines nerves as he shot deep into her, the pressure between their bodies enough to keep his pleasure rolling. Kaine lay back and breathed, smiling with his ecstasy, showing himself as the panting beast he was to the woman.

She too was basking in the carnal sensation, now leaning back as Kaines paw held her while she rubbed herself against him. But she needed more, one hand moving up his knot to find her clit within the collision of human and canine flesh. Flicking directly against the tender nerves her body clenched, struggling to clamp down on the canine girth within her.

It was an amazing sensation for the woman, the rod pushing so deep within as she squeezed against it, the pressure letting her feel just how deep he was. It was so visceral and fulfilling, the canine all too eager to pump his load into her offered body.

“You need to cum? Let me...” Kaine offered, slowly bringing his paws down her legs, letting the soft pads press into her nude thighs as he knowingly massaged her tender skin.

Jaina let him manipulate her, his paws grabbing onto her feet as he raised them, shifting her weight back.

Her feet in paw Kaine spread her out wide, her flesh stretching as her hands held on herself and the big wolfs knot. Lifting himself up Kaine's hind paws slid up under him, bracing against the blanket as he balanced the woman on his throbbing knot.

Her entire weight pressed down upon him, making the Sovereign grin as Jaina gasped, feeling him press a little deeper with the added weight, her lips stretching wide as his large knot held her.

Then his hips rose, slowly at first as he pressed into her, mashing their sensitive bodies together as he fell back down before coming in for another push.

Slowly Kaine gained momentum, letting her body bounce on his big knot, each push making them both grunt as they collided, gaining speed as Kaine gave slow rounded thrusts, delighting as the woman slid up and down his cock.

“Nghh! Nghh!” Jaina muffled lips cried out, taking quick gasps of breath as she felt her peak approaching, the sensation building as she trembled harder on each bounce.

The slide of his flesh against hers, the carnal friction. Followed by the cresting ascent, rising up then into a momentary free fall punctuated by the crash against his large glans. Then with a kick and roll of his hips she was sliding up again, flesh stretching for a moment as she anticipated the next, each hit climbing her higher as she gasped in the rising momentum

“Mhhh… Mhh….!” She gasped, now bouncing quickly as her legs helped push herself faster, a wet smack reverberating through the cave on every quick hit of her lips against him.

Kaine watched her bouncing breasts, the woman's body tingling in anticipation, so very close.

“Cry out, hold nothing back for me.” He commanded, seeing the woman stifling back her moans, he wanted to hear her.

“Please! MMMHHH! Oh please!” Jaina cried out, feeling her muscles tensing, Kaines paws now sliding under her legs, expert pads gripping her tender thighs as she bounced, completely out of control as the rhythm of the thrusts kept its relentless pace.

“AHH! AH! AH OH! OH! OH! OH! YES! YES!” cried the woman almost incoherently, throwing her head back as she cried out as she bounced. Riding the wolf his eyes traced over her curves, her chest rising and falling as she struggled for breath in her overwhelming climax.

“Kaine! MMHH... OHHH… Kaine!” She cried to him again, feeling her pleasure continue, the lewd noise of her flesh slapping his wet knot echoing through the cave as Kaine pushed her up and down his cock, admiring his handiwork as she let it all out.

Mercifully he relented, letting her momentum slow as Kaine reached out, paw on her back once again as he caught the exhausted woman from falling. The woman's eyes blinked open, seeing the big Soverign looking down to her as he sat up.

“Quite the ride?” He smiled, settling as his canine member continued its pulsing, pleasure still echoing through his mind as he panted.

“I never… I never imagined...” She spoke between gasps, recovering from the most intense orgasm of her life. The books she had read were true, Sovereigns were a special kind of lover.

Kaine had let go of her legs, letting her thighs rest back onto his, his long cock still deep within her.

The woman pushed her feet to the blanket, struggling to raise herself as she felt the canine member begin to pull free from her.

She kept rising up, Kaine watching in amusement as she felt every tender slide of their combined flesh. The woman rose until his tip finally slipped free, letting fluid drip from her stretched lips, uncorked as their combined essences dripped down to the male's groin. A long string of the mess connected their bodies, beginning to fall away before a thick shot of canine seed splashed against her pubis.

she fell back down, taking the cock in both hands as she stared wide eyed, seeing the wolf in all his glory. Her fingers felt every bit of his stone hard cock, her body closing in around it as she marveled at his size.

Kaine held his paws aside, watching with amusement as she rubbed herself against him, almost hugging around his tall member.

He continued to squirt, Jaina uncaring as he splashed against her face, her breasts and belly, soaking her with his potent seed.

The woman hugged herself around his cock as she lowered down, kissing up the shaft then rubbing her cheek against the end, her soft breasts mashing against his balls as her mouth closed around his tip, eagerly sucking as the canine watched in awe at her fervor.

“So passionate… So raw...” he moaned, big paw gently petting her hair as she gripped and suckled his cock, hoplessly enamored with his endowment.

“One day… one day i'm going to knot you…”

“You'll cry out, stuck on my cock as you feel my power, a proper breeding...” He whispered, petting back her hair as Jaina moaned around his cock, sucking harder as she imagined all of him inside her, stretching as her body filled with every drop of his seed.

Kaine was quickly finding the woman's most intimate passions, letting her know he was willing to give it all to her, as she was ready to give it all to him.

Kaine let her nurse his cock, admiring the woman's passion until his pleasure finally wanned, cock slipping back into his sheath much to the woman's dismay. Slipping away her lips kissed against the sheath tip as she collected herself. Even she could smell his overwhelming scent, the musky wolf seed splashed across her body and drying in his fur.

She lay there between his legs, exhausted before she felt his paws reach down for her.

The Sovereign lifted her up his body, letting her settle against his chest as she pulled her legs in, curling up against the big wolf.

Kaines large arms hugged around her, letting her nessle into him as she closed her eyes, feeling absolutely secure against his large body.

“Sleep little one, your new life has begun.” He called down to her, his muzzle falling against her shoulder as he too felt weary from a long day.

“...Thank you.” Jaina whispered, unsure how to adequately thank the amazing creature. She owed him so much for this kindness, an understanding and trust that she had never felt from another person.

Cheek against his large chest Jaina felt his heartbeat again, the powerful canine giving a long sigh as his own body relaxed, his arms cradling her close as her entire body laid upon him.

All around them Kaines four legged pack filed into the room, curling up against their leader and new human. They always slept as a pack, finding peace amongst themselves in these quiet moments as Jaina closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

Kaine looked down to her, large paw petting over the womans smooth skin as he felt her body against him. Small breaths from the delicate woman as she held against him like a pup, slipping off to sleep in the security of his kindness and strength.

Kaine too smiled, this was an important day for him as well. Even with the great mind of a Sovereign he like his kin needed intimacy, love and the connection of others. Being a long range scout left little time for love.

He had not expected to stumble upon the woman's radio calls, hearing her desperation as she nearly cried over the radio, starting to believe she was utterly alone. He convinced with his four legged brothers, agreeing to take the time to go to her.

So now he would finish his remaining run, carrying the woman upon his back while he and his brothers carried the equipment to the next location. Then later they would rendezvous with the return ship, flying back north where Kaine could keep the woman safe, a secluded cabin deep in the wilderness with his pack as she bore him many pups. It would be a nice way for the big wolf to retire his wandering life, letting the younger generation take over as he passed his knowledge down to their wild blooded children, preparing for the coming future.

Washington DC, The Whitehouse, morning security briefing.

In the private meeting room the men sat in their pristine suits, the American president sitting at the center, flanked by his vice, and the secretary of defense.

The president was former us army major Reginald Brandon, elected the year before. He was a WWII veteran and a stern minded man who sought to strengthen America against the Soviets. Many were critical saying he was a people's desperate plea for safety, the uncertainty of his methods worrying to many.

To his side was vice president Eric Holson, a more experienced politician who helped steer the ageing military man through the complex web of politics. On Brandon's other side was his secretary of defense, a former army buddy of his, similarly stubborn and dedicated.

In front of them were two men, the director of intelligence and the current head of NASA Mr Johnson. The space program was now limited to designing bigger ICBM's, high range satellites and spy equipment for the military, the dream of manned space travel shelved long before. His presence had become rare at these meetings but today was something special.

Currently on the projector screen were spy plane photos of the Soviet Union, markings indicating new missile sites and other military targets under construction. It was the same story day in and day out, the menace seeming to spread and threaten western europe as the men at hand examined the photos, listening as the big picture was explained.

The projector switched off, seeming to bring the intelligence briefing to a close before the men's focus came to Mr Johnson, stepping forward as he cleared his throat.

“There is one more thing before you depart, something which may be of critical importance.” Mr Johnson said, giving a moment as they focused onto him.

“In the previous administration we dealt with some strange sightings, unknown aircraft seen by pilots, objects not appearing on radar.”

“They were described as dark and triangular, very difficult to see as they only were spotted visually at night, always just shapes on the horizon.”

“Are you certain they were not mirages, or misidentified? We dealt with reports like this long before...” Asked the secretary of defense, remembering the ufo scare of the late 40’s that had proved fruitless.

“We had to assume as much before, even an experienced pilot can make misidentifications.” Stepped in the minster of intelligence before continuing.

“But these sightings are much different than previous UFO sightings...”

“The public has made similar claims… some more personal and questionable, but the descriptions are the same. Not glowing orbs in the sky, but flying aircraft, hiding in the dark of the radar screen.”

“We have been through this before, we cannot waste our time on the sightings of some kooks.” The secretary of defense spoke up again, hoping to not waste any more time on such off the wall theories.

“The reason that we bring this up... we caught one on video.”

The men in the room shifted, leaning forward as their interest was piqued.

A film projector flashed onto the flat screen, now showing a silent video. They saw the cramped interior of a SR71 cockpit as the pilot fumbled with a handheld camera.

“This video is classified black until a further judgement can be made, only three others have knowledge of its existence.” The director of intelligence spoke up, looking to the screen as the video steadied, looking out the window as a black shape came into view. It was silhouetted against the bright planet below. It was distant, the grainy handheld video struggling to make out details, but it was black and triangular, just as described.

“This was taken last week by sergeant Higgins after he noticed the shape flying with them for a time. Their speed is two thousand miles per hour flying back over the US east coast after routine reconnaissance.”

The camera then zoomed, struggling to stay steady as some vague details of the craft came into view.

It surface was sleek, giving an unnatural sheen against the high atmosphere sun. It held no insignia on its pristine form. But it was clear, It was not a shadow, not a mirage, it was a real thing reflecting a glint of sunlight off its sharp form.

“It is not of any known design.” The director of intelligence commented, answering the question on everyone's mind.

“It did not appear on any radar, this video is the only evidence of the encounter. Now… watch closely.” Mr Johnson spoke, drawing their focus to the screen.

Suddenly the craft on screen began moving forward, outpacing the world's fastest spy plane as the camera operator panned to follow.

As it departed the craft gave a quick wing lift almost as if waving goodbye before it sped off like a dragster through the sky. Moments later it was a spec in the distance, climbing higher before it was lost against the dark sky.

“According to our estimations the vehicle was reaching hypersonic speeds, over mach twenty before it fully disappeared, easily climbing out of the atmosphere.”

“For reference that is far faster than any plane, that's rocket speeds, and possibly even higher if the acceleration was kept beyond visual range which is likely.”

“As you could see the craft had no rocket engines, no space for the fuel necessary to make that kind of acceleration. This is something far beyond known technology.” Mr Johnson explained, hoping he was making sense to them.

Brandon and the others held silent, watching as the video began to play again. A special kind of worry held over the president.

“How could we have missed this? How did they do it right under our goddamn noses?” He asked, looking at the strange plane again.

“We considered that at first.” Stepped in the intelligence officer.

“But we have a very good idea of the soviets capabilities, we have not even a hint of technology capable of what we are seeing here.”

“We also have intercepted Soviet reports of similar sightings by their military, they are not acting like it's their own, they think it's us.” He explained.

“You are saying...” The Secretary of defense spoke, knowing where this was going.

“I believe this craft was constructed by a non human intelligence.” Mr Johnson stepped up, gulping as he braced for the expected reaction to the conclusion.

“Please do not immediately dismiss this theory, it has taken much deliberation to reach that conclusion.” The director of intelligence stepped in, hoping to lend some credence to the theory.

“Be quick.” President Brandon sighed, still considering it must be Soviet, as frightening as that would be.

“Judging by the course and speed of the craft it was heading for a rendezvous with the moon. It appeared more than capable to make such a trek in astounding time.” Mr Johnson spoke to the data gleamed from the video.

“If this was of soviet design, would we not hear about the kosmonauts reaching such a great milestone? Such a feat was planned a decade ago, before the programs were canceled.” He spoke, some of his frustration seeping through. He had been sure the moon was an attainable goal, but funding for such a risky ‘joyride’ as it was called was deemed a waste of funding by the war fearful government.

“My god, what if they are already there? Building launching platforms from orbit...” President Brandon spoke up, hairs on his arms standing up at he imagined what they could do from such a platform, not realizing the impracticality of such a thing.

“I do not believe that, that simply is not how they operate, the Soviets keep secrets, but they could not restrain from shouting to the world their claim on the moon, proving soviet superiority of science and space. No, they would rub it in our noses for decades to come.” The director of intelligence spoke, having spent most his entire career to understand the USSR.

“Not to mention if they possess the ability to be invisible to radar, why do we still catch their spy planes making runs? Why have they not completely dominated us? The other technologies necessary for what we just saw are so far beyond ours. Simply too much doesn't fit for the soviets to be the designers.”

“We are dealing with treacherous bastards, never forget it. Are we sure this couldn't be a trick? Or some other apparition?” Brandon added, showing his bull like nature, not believing the seemingly outlandish claim for the more familiar idea of soviet subterfuge.

“Or what if it's someone else? Our allies may be hiding something big, we need to be cautious.” The secretary of defense brought up, gaining a nod from Brandon as he considered a third power emerging into the global cold war.

“Gentlemen… if I may ask something.” Piped up vice president Holsen, breaking his former silence.

“Let us suppose what you say is true, that these craft are of an… alien origin.” He said, finally saying the almost taboo word.

“What do you suppose we do? What could we possibly do?” He asked, letting the idea fall back to the worried looking presenters as it gave them a chance to make their case again.

“That is a difficult question... This sighting seemed very purposeful, like they wanted to be seen. they easily could have stayed above, hidden in the starfield and never been spotted as they likely often do.” Piped up the director of intelligence.

“If they are here… I say we have to make a civil call to convene with them, we have to open lines of communication and know why they are here.” Mr Johnson added.

“If they are here I want to know why they are violating NATO airspace, they have to answer like any nation.” the secretary of defense spoke up, taking the thought seriously for a moment.

“But I do believe we must speak to them, that they may be able to help us… the technology they possess, they must have means of generating power we could only dream of… our energy issues would disappear… and with a ship like that.. We could fly to the moon, we could walk on Mars, we could… make that dream come true.”

“Get your head out of the clouds, this is a matter of national security.” The secretary of defense said, breaking the man's focus.

“I'm not cow towing to some ET, or whatever we're calling them. If they show up again, make a direct demand to reveal their identity, they must answer.” President Brandon stepped in.

“And if they ignore, it's a direct threat, blow it out of the sky.”

Mr Johnson gulped at the thought, the terrible repercussions of destroying such a craft. Maybe staying away from us was the best course of action, but he still had hope they would talk, they had to have taken interest in us if they were actually here.

“Sir… I am afraid that may be impossible...” Johnson started to answer.

“The acceleration and maneuverability seen here, no missile can match that...” Johnson said, looking back to the video as the craft sped off through the atmosphere faster than a rocket.

“There is one more thing… Just after this sighting there was a strange letter which was dropped off on the roof of the white house. Discovered the morning after it was apparently... delivered…. via parachute, It was addressed to you sir.” The director of intelligence said to president Brandon.

The man pulled the envelope from his coat pocket, handing it carefully to Brandon as he took it in hand.

The envelope had already been opened, having been inspected before being allowed anywhere near him. The envelope had no stamp or return address, simply saying “To Reginald Brandon” plainly upon it.

Opening it Brandon found a folded note inside, the paper and envelope seeming quite pedestrian despite its miraculous appearance. His eyes then fell to the meticulously neat handwriting.

Congratulations Reginald Brandon, and my condolences as well.

The time is coming, not long now. And again I am afraid I will be the wrench in the gears for you.

For the best, for us all, for the future.

• An old friend of sorts.

“What the hell is this?” Brandon exclaimed, looking up from the cryptic note.

“We were hoping you could help us understand its meaning, we think it could be connected to the sighting, only one of those ships could violate such protected airspace without a trace.” The director spoke, waiting for a possible clue.

Brandon became angry, looking at the paper again before he slapped it down to the table.

“This is a threat, a threat upon us all.”

“We've faced such threats before, the reds think they can intimidate us, the wrench in the gears for america. They will not succeed!” He shouted, giving out his usual platitudes to the bore of the crowd at hand.

“Careful Reginold, this is likely a plot to rustle your feathers, don't let commie mind games work against you.” The secretary of defense spoke, hoping to reign his old friend in.

“True, we must not lose sight of the real enemy, we must not let such absurdities distract us.” Brandon said, his mind almost slipping back to the campaign trail as he felt the age old rivalry with the USSR flaring up.

“But sir… The way the letter was found… it's unlikely that-” Mr Johnson was cut off, yielding to the far more powerful man.

“Whoever built that thing, I don't care, the needed action is the same. I give blanket authority to open fire on any of these craft after a warning.”

“I don't care if we can't knock one out of the sky, I want them out. I want them to know we aren't going to roll over and let these violations go unchallenged.” President Brandon declared.

"I agree, lets archive the footage and keep an eye out, but there is no clear course of action here. Not until we know who made this thing, if it even exists." The secretary of defense added, putting a cork on the topic.

“And another thing, I want the ones who collected this footage and letter investigated thoroughly, we can't have pinko spies trying to pull the wool over our eyes.” Brandon finished.

Mr Johnson held back a sigh as he saw the battle lost, the hard headed man so easily brushing away it all. He had hoped this would go differently, but really he knew it would come to something like this. He held hope maybe these visitors would reveal themselves further, maybe then action on the matter could be forced.

“Yes sir...” He responded, submitting to the country's highest authority.

So the man of science collected his papers and equipment, making sure to not let the cryptic letter be forgotten. The men left the room with their security escort, preparing for their next meetings.

Mr Johnson despaired, seeing that has it had been before, nothing was changing. The world drawing deeper into this war as the dream of the stars fell away, many nights he questioned if it could ever happen. But he had to remain strong, seeing that ship meant it was possible.

But beyond everything else he hoped they really were out there. That if anyone cared about all this, they did. That they could save us from ourselves.

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Author's Notes: Were getting close to the conclusion! I hope this helped give a little more insight to the Sovereigns and the state of the world.

I've had some questions about how the government hasn't found them yet, how their lurid activity in society could go unnoticed.

Its an interesting and important question. I have been casually watching a lot of UFO and cold war documentaries while writing this and it's been interesting to think how such a feat of secrecy could be achieved.

There is no real easy answer to things, but assuming greater tech, greater intellect and the element of surprise and even the sheer impossibility of their existence I can very much see a war obsessed world missing the small hints the Sovereigns would leave.

The climate of that era is also very interesting. I did want to keep things different from the real world, so we have a new president, someone you may remember from chapter 1.

Anyway here are some cool videos I found on the topic during the stories timeframe. I always found the topic cool to contemplate even though I don't believe in it, so enjoy!

1979 Ufo documentary with the Twilight Zone Narrator https://youtu.be/v4FXbwcMi6w

1966 CBS special on ufos https://youtu.be/3wvjuS8mDfA