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Scarlet intervention 9 by Raven Fox: Point of view of an Aryan Brotherhood member.

First day of the second American civil war, Seattle Washington.

“Do you have a Facebook, Twitter or social media account?” Asked the job interviewer to the guy with long black hair with green eyes.

“No, I do not have a social media account.” Jason answered looking at the skinny guy with brown hair who is writing on a note pad. He looked up replying.

“To be part of society and an employee, people must have a Facebook, Twitter or a social media account so we can find out what type of people we are hiring.” Said the job interviewer looking at Jason.

The guy with black hair calmed himself and grinned. “I am a white guy of British and Canadian descent; I am twenty-one years old. I like hiking, camping, and fishing, plus staring at the night sky. I web surf in my spare time instead of exchanging texts on social media with overweight slobs living in their parents’ basement.” Jason answered, he didn’t care if he got this job now. Walmart is really looking good because he hates it when someone wants to know what he does in his spare time. It’s nobody business of what he does at home or trailer he lives in at the current time.

“We will call you in two days to let you know of our decision.” The guy at the desk said, placing papers on his desk. When he looked up, the guy with the black hair was gone.

He walked into a men’s room taking an empty stall. Inside the stall, the guy removed the dress shirt, pants and put on a pair of cargo pants, plus a pullover sweater and put on a pair of sneakers. “This is much better; I hate doing dress up being someone I don’t want to be.” Jason said to himself leaving the stall, then exited the building walking down a couple of blocks to his 1971 Ford F-100 truck. He inserted the key and turned it, hearing the 302 fires up making its throaty rumble.

“Get that noisy clunker out of here.” Said a dark skin woman wearing a Muslim outfit.

“Shut up, this sixties beauty is a survivor, who knows how many computer-controlled pieces of shit she outlasted.” Jason said extending his left fist out flipping her the middle finger.

The Muslim Karen went to walk to the dark red large truck. “You redneck white boy, I am filming you on post this on Face Book URRRKKK.” Her chest explodes as gore sprays out.

He heard the sonic cracks of two-gun shots making him look around. A cell phone laying on the ground, the video app is opened, but the recent video was deleted by Jason.

“Are you ok brother?” asked a voice with menace.

Turning at the source of the voice, the guy saw a tall white guy with a shaved head with Nazi tattoos holding a large caliber handgun with the barrel smoking. “I am fine, she was calling my truck a piece of shit. My grandfather who served in Vietnam gave it to me as a graduation present, it just makes me angry when someone who thinks that their shit doesn’t stink can call people like me a redneck. I am not, I don’t have the urge to sleep with my female cousin, I rather sleep with brunettes or with women with dark brown hair if you’re not offended by my choice of women.”

The skin head laughs holstering his gun. “As long as you sleep with white women, you’re ok in my book. I have respect for every guy who served in Vietnam, I hate how they were treated by bleeding hearts. Do you want that sand ni----- cell phone?”

“No, you can have it, it’s a piece of shit iPhone 10, I prefer Google phones. It’s an American company.” He says and looks around. “I better get out of here; the cops are going to be here any minute and you better make yourself scarce brother.”

The skin head takes a couple of steps to walk away, he turns handing a card to Jason. “If you want to join, just get a hold of us. Things are going to change soon, for the better. Better vacate this city, it’s going to get renovated in an hour.”

One hour later, Shoreline North of Seattle.

Jason looks at the skyline of Seattle in the distance thinking. He looks at the card given to him by the skinhead making him read it. Lighting a cigarette, then inhaling the smoke, the guy looks at the card again. Jason goes to light the card on fire but stops thinking. He tried following the rules, but it got him nowhere, but looking for a steady job and end up borrowing money from relatives so he can keep his RV space in Everett. A loud rumble gets his attention.

There’s a large cloud of dust at the base of the Space Needle, then the structure tips falling to the ground. More explosions rocked Seattle and fires started. A few more buildings collapsed as explosions rocked them causing more fires.

Around fifteen fighter jets flew over him causing him to look up and seeing that they’re Navy F-18 Hornets. “What is going on here? Our Navy just destroyed Seattle, glad I didn’t stay to sight see or me and my truck will be trapped by traffic.” Jason said to himself looking at the burning city. Then memories of how people treated him while growing up go through him. He grins looking at the card typing the number, a minute later if anyone was nearby would have heard him saying. “Yes, I will join you guys.”

Hours later, a bar at Lynnwood Washington.

There were five guys sitting at a table looking at the TV on the wall cheering when the images of burning cities were shown. There was an ashtray in the middle of the table with a smoldering cigarette making him pull out his pack looking at the guys. The one who killed that Muslim Karen looked at him nodding.

Jason lit his cigarette taking a deep breath replying. “I am glad that some freedoms are coming back. My dad told me of when smoking was banned indoors. He then said, the next things they will try taking away is our guns and free speech.”

“You are so right brother.” Said another guy sitting at the table extending a hand. “I am Rapsyn, over their Joe, Gregg, Joesph and the quiet one is Steven.”

“What do you think of the renovations done to Seattle?” Steven said, looking at him.

“Ok, how did you guys get military fighter jets to bomb Seattle? One thing, when the city gets rebuilt with the right people running it, make a rule that the city council doesn’t waste time taking forty-five minutes to decide what beverage to have during the meeting.” Jason said, hearing the group laughing and he decided to put his two cents in. “My dad served in the first gulf war, he tried getting flying lessons in his spare time, but the schools teach other types of people instead. You saw what happen during 9-11”

The men in the table nodded in agreement, then one speaks. “Did the military rejected you?”

“Yes, I got rejected because I am to light in weight and to short.” He said seeing the group looking him over.

Steven replies. “Nothing wrong in being too skinny and short. We will take you as a member, isn’t that right brothers.”

“Yes, he can join us.” The other four said in unison.

“Where do I sign? Oh, can I keep my hair this length?” asked Jason looking at the guys with shaved heads who are nodding. He looked around the bar seeing the other patrons staring at the group in fear. “Fuck them, I tried being Mr. Nice Guy and all it got me was living in a secondhand trailer making enough money to survive.” The guy thought to himself ordering a beer and lighting another cigarette.

The day of the nuclear attacks.

Last week was acting as a driver and messenger to the Ayron Brotherhood. Jason moved his trailer to a camp site a block from their headquarters. They paid him cash stating that soon, the banks would be in trouble for a while. No taxes were deducted, or the other stuff removed from his paycheck.

“You see brother, the people in D.C. don’t care for their citizens, they care for the people giving them millions of dollars when they run for reelection. The new United States will care for the white citizens who built this country, not the ones who dragging us to be a third world country. Fifty years ago, we landed on the moon, no other country couldn’t do it, but we did.” Steven said to Jason doing a monologue.

“One thing my grandfather said to me when he gave me his truck was. There should be term limits on all branches of government, that’s why we have these problems. You have members of congress spending their lives in D.C., but the president of the United States spends two terms, and he must leave office. My grandpa and dad told me about a few people who has spent too long in their posts at Washington D. C...” Jason said to Steve who nodded in agreement.

“I know who you’re talking about, that problem should be taken care of soon.” The skinhead said looking at his watch and back at the skinny guy saying. “We acquired a very powerful ally who is going take care of stuff soon. So, everything should be as it should be, with whites in charge.”

Jason grinned and followed Steve to the headquarters. Minutes later in the rec room he saw a news flash on the screen with the image of a nuclear explosion with the mushroom cloud with the caption Los Angles nuked by unknown forces.

“This is CNN news reporting from our headquarters in Washington D.C., California had been hit by twenty-four nuclear hits.” Said the news anchor looking at the camera, then there’s a loss of signal with a blue screen on the TV.

“OOPs, looks like CNN is off the air, I wonder what happened.” Said Gregg switching the channels muttering. “Looks like the only news station still broadcasting is Fox news.”

“This is fox news reporting from Maimi Florida. We just received word that the capital was nuked. Currently there’s no information about who’s doing it. It seems that the highest levels of our government just gotten wiped out.” Said the news anchor.

“Good, we don’t need those lifers who sit on their asses telling us what to do. We can take care of ourselves and think for ourselves. Stupidity can be cured, but ignorance is forever.” Jason said to himself looking at the TV.

“Where did you learn that?” asked Rapsyn looking at him.

“My grandpa told me that a long time ago when I was having problems with a math equation, and I called myself stupid. He ended up showing me an easy way of doing that type of math and said that sentence to me saying that you are no longer stupid in doing that type of math.” He said and the other skinheads started laughing.

“Your grandpa sounds like a wise man.” Steve said and went back to watching the TV.

Hours later, what was left of the government surrendered.

“It’s time party, this country is back in being led by the right people who should be leading it. Let’s party and tomorrow we will get stuff secured. Jason, we need you to drive me down to city hall, I am going to sit at the mayors’ office and put my boots on his desk, then light up a smoke.” Gregg said standing up to go outside.

Minutes later, Lynnwood city hall.

“Park right there, Jason” said Gregg gesturing to the parking spot marked reserved for Mayor. Jason grinned as he parked his truck in that spot and followed Gregg into the building. They tore down the pride flag at the entrance, then put up the Aryan flag in place. Most of the people got out of their way, but there were a few.

“Why did you tear down that nice flag?” Said a woman with short blonde hair.

“Minutes ago, what was left of the government surrendered to the new Aryan brotherhood. I am here to assume duties as mayor of this town. My first order as mayor, is that all members of the new Aryan brotherhood can freely carry their guns instead of hiding them.” Gregg said giving the woman a menacing look.

Jason saw the same look on Steve after he shot that Muslim woman. He silently prayed that this woman will just get out of Greggs’ way. The guy saw the woman go to say something, then Gregg drew back his fist. Jason said a silent prayer as she ran away.

Gregg walked into the mayors’ office putting an ashtray on the desk then lit up a cigarette. He looked at Jason who sat on the chair near the desk and he lit one too. “So, what are your interests, Jason?”

Jason, being relaxed, just decided to blurt out what’s been bugging him. “We became a nation of consumers; we buy a new smart phone every year when the new iPhone and Samsung Galaxy come out. We’re forced to buy replacement phones because those phone manufactures do an upgrade that fucks up your older phone forcing us to buy a replacement. Apple is notorious for doing that, but they’re in California and now we are going to half to repair our phones now. Whoever takes over, I’ll ask one favor, pass a law or bill whatever we’re going to call it, the right to repair, no need to program the new part, just install it. I understand the E.C.M. on vehicles, but not electronic devices, phone screens and other stuff. As for what I want to do, I repair stuff, like cars and other stuff. No, I don’t need a new truck, I like the one I have because I don’t need a ten-thousand-dollar computer to fix it.”

The skinhead laughs. “I agree with you, we’re going to stop that shit of perfectly functioning electronics getting in E waste containers. As for work, it will take a couple of weeks, but I think we can find you a job in the future if you just want to chill.”

Jason nodded. “No problem, I just want this to be a free country again. Plus, I still want to work for you guys.”

Gregg nods, looking at Jason. “Alright, we will need your help for the next two weeks in doing what you have been doing for us. So tomorrow, you will be dropping Steve off at Paine Field because he’s needed at another base. Then come back to our base for further instructions.” He grins at the younger guys’ nodding in agreement.

Paine Field, the next day.

Jason looks at the business jet as two pilots inspect it while a fuel truck parked near it fueled the jet. “So, what have you been stuck doing and where?”

“My brothers in California need me to do some extra security at a compound.” He saw the look of shock on the young guy. “Don’t worry, I’ll be wearing anti-radiation protection there, plus it’s only for a week to ten days.”

“Ok, Gregg told me that I’ll be doing a lot of stuff, and I should be alright. See you in ten days.” Jason said walking to his truck.

“Jason, after things settle down, we will go to Florida and find some blondes, ok.” The skinhead said seeing the short guy waving giving the thumbs up. He gets in the jet relaxing that Jason is so gullible. “But I kind of like him, as long he’s with us, we might get him to shave his head and put a few tattoos on his body. At least he prefers white women, there’s hope for him because Gregg told me that he’s smart, we will use that intelligence for us. I am looking forward in keeping SJWS in hot radioactive areas till they die.” He waves at Jason pulling away in his truck. “Yeah, just keep acting like the good guys around him.”

The next day, Vulpine ship Vulpus.

The platoon leader looked at the squads of troopers looking at her. Andrea said. “Alright, we have located a hate group compound at the city of Lynnwood. We’ve been asked by the Lynnwood police and the city council to exterminate that nest of racists. It seems that one of the members has declared himself as Mayor and they want the real one back in power instead of a bully.”

Jasons’ trailer, hours later.

The guy just lays on the couch looking at the ceiling thinking to himself. “Twenty-one years of being treated like something on someone’s shoe and the last week I am somebody. I don’t mind being a messenger and delivering stuff to my new employers, but at least some freedoms are coming back.” Jason mutters to himself hearing a jet engine. He runs out seeing a craft landing near the compound a distance away. The human goes in his truck turning the key hearing a click meaning that something must of came loose causing his truck not to start. Mumbling to himself, Jason runs to the compound deciding that he will look at his truck after this is over.

A trooper in a black outfit walked from behind the trailer drawing a bead at the running form and fired hitting the short running human. She walked down the trail looking at the prone figure. Amira looks at the human male laying at her feet studying him seeing that this human male is very young. The vixen not taking any chances by bonding his hands and stuck the translator in his neck. “You don’t look like them, you have fur at the top of your head. Sorry for pulling the wires off the starter solenoid of your truck, I kind of like it. I hope you don’t think like those people we’re capturing.” She says looking at the compound and keyed her com device. “SGT, I have one in custody, do you need my assistance?”

“Negative, Corporal, stay on station and guard your prisoner. I am sending a squad to you right now; this mission was too easy. We didn’t even break out a sweat doing this, the fight was over in less than two minutes.” Came the reply.

“Anyway, I am staying alert, I am not letting my guard down.” Amira said hearing the SGT laugh. A minute later, six troopers walked up the trail looking around.

“Corporal, looks like they’re recruiting kits now.” Said the squad leader looking at the unconscious human male shaking her head. She gestures to a couple of squad members who picked up the human male to drag him to the transport.

Vulpine transport, minutes later.

Rapsyn sat with his hands bound looks at the black clad beings dragging members of compound onboard. He bristles at the sight of Jason being dragged and belted to a seat. “Why do you have him? He just rents a parking space for his trailer.”

“He was running here; we assume that he’s a member of your group. So, we captured him and now he’s going to a cell at our brig.” Said one of the troopers looking at him.

“Stupid kid looks like you’re going to have a record after all. Oh well, he was useful at the beginning of this, you can have him.” The skinhead said as the transport took off.

Amira glared at the skinheads in her helmet.

Hours later, a prison cell.

Jason woke up wearing blue colored coveralls and looked around seeing that he was in a type of prison cell. The human male continued his look seeing that he is the sole occupant of this cell. He heard someone clearing their throat seeing a human male with graying brown hair looking at him.

Raven studied the occupant of the cell seeing a guy who would have been rejected by the military for his short stature and being skinny. His vulpine mate asked him to talk to this young guy who she called a kit. But the human male hated hate groups due to his taste in women. “But Kate asked me to talk to him because it seems that he didn’t belong with them, and the other members of that compound didn’t have anything to do with him. Well, I talk to him a see what happens, because I do love my mate.” Raven decided to do a little bad cop and work to good cop, in a fake Southern accent, he replies. “Boy, you are in a heap of trouble. Taking over Lynnwood, being a member of the Washington State Neo-Nazi branch, leveling the city of Seattle. You’re looking at fifteen to twenty years of prison.”

“I had nothing to do with destroying Seattle, it was F-18 hornets. As for Lynnwood, I was the driver, not the one who assumed duties of Mayor. These guys treated me like a brother while everyone else treated me like garbage and wanted me to be a member of social media. Sorry I am a free born American and you can take your bull shit rules of telling me what to do and stick it where the sun doesn’t shine. This is America, not communist China.” The young human said to the older human.

“Kid, that was a good monologue, I’ll give it a 9.5.” The older human said still looking at the young human in the cell. Raven saw the footage of what the skinheads said about him while he was unconscious, it made him mad that they were acting nice in front of him and talked negative stuff when he wasn’t around. He has his work cut out for him, if he can save one person from hate, he would count it a success. “Well kid, better tell me everything, I just might work out a deal for you. Might get you out of this cell and have you able to walk around with an escort.”

Jason decided to tell this older human male everything, from the ill-fated job interview, meeting Steve. Watching Seattle get destroyed from miles away. He spent the next hour telling him what had happened since the destruction of Seattle. Then the young human told the older guy what his life was like growing up, then saw symphony in the older humans’ eyes.

Raven listened to Jason as he was told everything. He almost ended up like this kid, but he enlisted in the Navy and learned how to repair heavy duty trucks. The older human knew how the Skinheads gotten this kid to work for them. But they did the most common thing when they didn’t need anybody anymore, they threw them away and let the cops deal with the throwaways. “Well, just start acting like a very nice cop and see what other information I can get. I am glad the ships’ AI is recording this.” Raven thought to himself and continued to get information out of this kid.

The next day, San Diego California.

Steve sweated in the anti-radiation suit looking at the hundreds of people in the fenced off area. He saw that a fewer were moving today, but there were still some alive. The human male looked at the very large black ship floating five hundred feet in the air. Steve was at a base when it showed up yesterday late afternoon, so far nothing happened, but last night it fired numerous laser bolts into the sky in the middle of the night and that was it. “Looks like we’re going to be fighting aliens, but that navy carrier group stopped communicating two days ago. It’s like they no longer exist, looks like we half to fight them ourselves. Looks like I am going be fighting aliens today.” The human male said to himself as three smaller craft exited that large ship. (If you read chapter three, you know what happened.)

Vulpine ship Vulpus, hours later.

Raven looked over Kate’s shoulder as the vixen watched a screen showing footage from the troopers from the Victory. He seethed at the site of the humans in those fenced off areas. The older human didn’t like SJWs, but they didn’t deserve to be placed in a hot area where a nuclear weapon was used. “I wouldn’t put my worst enemy through something like that, that is a barbaric way of killing someone by putting them in a highly radioactive area. A Corpsman friend of mine told me what happens to a human body when exposed to radiation, it’s a very painful way to die, at the end, you’re begging someone to put a bullet in your head to end the suffering.” Raven said to Kate.

The vixen nodded listening to her mate as he told her a short story. She loved his tales of what he went through before a squad took him on her ship. Kate was issued orders to take any formal military personal regarding their gender on the ships for their protection from the new Aryan Brotherhood. The vixens’ mate used to be in the US Navy as an engineer or snipe, but now he’s working for her chief engineer doing minor repairs being supervised by an engineer. Her mate is still being trained on how to work on their tech, so far, she heard good reviews of his work ethic because he had no problems taking orders from a female. Kate heard that her chief engineer wants to join their group, but Raven is a little cautious because her chief engineer is twenty-seven to his forty-five, making him eighteen years older than her. She does a chuckle because her mate is an honorable human male. “You know chief engineer Finley asked again if she can join us, you can have up to three mates.” The vixen said to the human hearing him sigh.

“Ok, I am old enough to be her father, but the final decision is yours because if she joins us, it makes you head wife or whatever your people call the lead female. You outrank me because you’re a captain and I was a third-class petty officer or E-4. So maam, you’re in charge, what is your decision?” The human said to the vixen and saw her shake her head doing a laugh that sounds like a wild fox doing one of their sounds.

“Ok petty officer, my final decision is that chief engineer Finley is going to be your second mate.” Kate said hearing Raven sighing making her grin at the screen. “How is that kit in the brig doing?”

“He has Stockholm syndrome; Jason wasn’t treated well while growing up. His dad died of Gulf war syndrome of a form of cancer four years ago, two years ago, it was his grandfather from the effects of Agent Orange while serving in Vietnam. I think it was burying his son that did it.” Raven said telling Kate everything Jason told him.

The vixen stared at the screen thinking to herself. She had all prisoners of the new Aryan Brotherhood sent to the prison ship except that kit. One of her troopers along with the ship AI told her how those skinheads just told her people that they can have the kit. She did a light growl in her chest of how those skinheads treated prisoners and people who her mate called liberals or SJWs. Kate is upset of what happen to Jasons’ father figures but is glad that she helped Ravens’ parents. The vixen loved how her human mate thanked her that night and will not forget how he did the stuff she loved during the night. “Ok, you talk to him again tomorrow morning and later I’ll join you and make my final decision.” She said watching the footage of that one skinhead being body slam by a trooper. “I hope that one trooper doesn’t get into much trouble over that, it’s usually two weeks of extra duty and a warning.” Kate said to Raven who chuckles.

The next day, brig.

Jason watches as Raven walked in with a chair and sat down looking at him. He shudders at the way those eyes looked at him. “So, what are we going to talk about today?” The human asked.

“I really don’t know, I talked to the captain of this ship. She told me that she’ll do my idea of letting you out and be escorted by a trooper. They really don’t like being on these high decks of the ships, they rather be at the bowels of the ship. When I was in the Navy, I would rather stay in the engineering spaces of the ships I was stationed on. So, Jason, would it be ok if I got you out and have a trooper escort you around? You really didn’t do anything wrong; you were just a helper or driver for those guys.” Raven said being nice to Jason hoping that he can save this kid. To him, everyone under the age of thirty is a kid. “Just like the chief engineer is a kid in my book.” The older human thought to himself.

Jason knew that he’s in custody of alien foxes, they seem nice to him. He decided that he will try living with alien foxes. The AI of this ship showed how those skinheads just told these alien foxes can have him because they didn’t need him anymore. The young human replied. “Just to let you know, I really don’t hate other races. Those skin heads just treated me better than the people who use to run this country who were taking away our freedoms.”

“Don’t worry kit, we’re kind of running things for now and there’s going to be a few strings attach if any surviving American government personal want to be in charge again. I kind of understand the no smoking indoors law, but I agree with you about half to be a member of social media to have a job, too much like 1984.” A female voice says as a female fox walked in with gold copper colored head hair with tan highlights. Jason saw this female fox look at him with dark blue colored catlike eyes with gold veining in the irises.

The young human wondered how this female fox knew about Geoge Orwell’s book 1984. Steve gave him a copy of the book telling him the far left wanted the United States to become like Oceania, the country in the book that used to be the United States. He saw the older human grinning like he was trying not to laugh. Jason thought for a moment, people who were running things treated him like a dog. His mother died due to a broken heart six months after he died. The young guy got some money, but enough to buy his trailer and live the last four years. Grandparents helped him, but that stopped after his grandfather died, his grandmother died two months before he died. For the last couple of years, he has been scraping by to avoid becoming homeless. So, Jason made his decision saying. “I’ll be a good guy.”

“So, Jason, can I let you out of here without you causing trouble?” The female fox asked him.

“If I don’t get thrown away like those skinheads threw me away, I’ll work in earning your trust.” The young human said as a black clad trooper walked in. Jason looked at the vixen wearing a black colored outfit covering her body with a helmet that completely covered the head. The only part of the fox he can see is the bushy tail, but he saw that this alien vixen is well endowed with big breasts.

Raven saw the trooper looking at her knowing who she was by her breast size. Amira is twenty-one, the same age as the kid in the cell. He saw her a few times without her outfit and helmet, finding her in the cute category.

Kate did a gesture, and the trooper opened the cell by turning off the force field. She saw the kit walk out looking at the trooper with caution and look at him. The vixen looked at the young human saying. “You stay with Corporal Amira, and everything should be alright if you listen to her. I’ll think of what to do with you at in a few days, so stay out of trouble and I’ll talk to you in a few days.” Kate and Raven walked away down the passageway.

Jason looked at Amira shrugging his shoulders asking. “So, what do we do now?”

Amira looked at Jason who is even with her large breasts. “Follow me Jason, I bet you’re hungry, so I’ll take you to the mess decks.”

The young human followed the vixen down the passageway thinking.

Mess decks, minutes later.

He saw the foxes sitting at tables like the cafeteria at school. Jason followed Amira to the hot tables that served the meals. The young human mimicked what the vixen did to get a meal and followed her to a table with other vixens. At the table, Amira removed her helmet shaking her white colored head hair loose and grinned at him. He looked at her studying her vulpine features, seeing bronze, brown colored catlike eyes looking at him. Jason relaxes and decides that since there’s nobody left in his family, he will know that he will not be missed by anyone. So, he cleared his throat and told him everything that happened since his dad died four years ago.

The vixen listened to the human taking in every word feeling sorry for him not blaming him for siding with those racist groups. Amira will spend the next few days getting this human to start liking her race. “I understand, we ran across guys like you and take them to our planet. They ended up adjusting to our way of life and have a nice living. I can take you to see a few of them.” She said seeing him nodding.

The young guy relaxes and continues talking to the vixen. “I bet you have a husband at home, so I think I’ll end up living alone.” Jason heard a strange sound as Amira was laughing.

“I got to tell you some stuff Jason, males are few in our race. That’s why we take males off the planet Earth because they can make us pregnant.” The vixen said looking at the human who is just staring at her.

He looks at her and relaxes, deciding that in a private place, he will talk to her because some stuff he wants to tell her is kind of embarrassing.

Hours later, an extra stateroom in the trooper compartment.

Jason spent the last few hours talking to Amira and started trusting her. He broke down saying. “I didn’t do anything bad with that group. Joined them because I thought they liked me and told me that they admire veterans. Both my grandfather and father were veterans, but they died of service-related illnesses. My father died of a type of cancer from being in the Persian Gulf war, my grandfather died due to agent orange while in Vietnam two years ago. So, the last two years were spent working at odd jobs so I can keep my RV parking space. I got a confession; I am twenty-one years old and never made out with a female. Steve did tell me that he was going to set me up with a blonde when he got back from San Diego.” He looks at the vixen shrugging. “Looks like I am never going to get laid.” The human says and falls asleep.

Amira sighs looking at Jason sleeping on the bed and pulls the cover over the human. Normally, she would make a move, but she decided to wait. The vixen cussed those racist guys for what they did to the United States. Amira liked what her race did before this war started, Earth is over seventy percent water, airplanes and ships disappear over oceans. Taking stricken vehicles has been hard in the last sixty years because human vehicles have been more reliable and better built. She gives the human a kiss and goes to the other bed to sleep.

Raven and Kate’s stateroom.

“Sorry mate, I must go to the prison ship for some high-ranking meeting. So just go to our stateroom and relax till tomorrow morning.” Said Kate and left the stateroom to go to the hanger.

Raven watches as his mate walked away and decided to walk around this level of the super structure. He walked past the department heads staterooms and read the placards. When the human passed the one that said Chief Engineer, the door opened, and he was pulled inside the stateroom. Raven looked at Finley who was looking at him with brass gold-colored eyes.

Finley is a head shorter than him being a light copper color with light gray mixed in the coloring. Her head hair is a grayish blonde that went in the middle of her back, plus she’s wearing a floral print sundress with the front part straining from her large breasts which are a cup size bigger than Kate’s. The vixen looks at him with a grin. “I heard that Kate said yes and now she’s going to the prison ship.” Finley holds his chin looking at him. “I know you’re nervous about our age difference, but most males my age want me to dye my head hair coloring and go thru a breast reduction surgery. Plus, they want me to cut my head hair short, plus dye my main coloring. That procedure stinks and burns, the reduction surgery is risky, we might be advanced, but nine times out of ten, vixens who have reduction surgery lose feeling at the areolas. So Raven, I really have feelings for you even though you’re older than me. So do you hate the size of my breasts?” she asks, losing the front of the dress letting her large breasts out of the dress.

The human looks at the large firm breasts with medium size areolas and made his decision. He smiles at her dropping his pants on the floor, then hugs and kisses her feeling her hold the back of his head running her tongue in his mouth. Raven ends up on Finley’s bed and watches as she removes her sundress climbing onto him. The human looks at the vixen’s slim build seeing fluid at her canine vulva lowering onto his member. He relaxes as she lays on his body and kisses him again.

“You’re my first male I am mating with.” She says to him as she mates with him.

He relaxes as she mates with him. Raven moans as Finley lays on him pressing her large breasts on his body. “Why would somebody want to have this vixen get her breasts reduced in size, there’s nothing wrong with them. They’re nice and soft, plus her coloring is sexy as hell. Kate, we’re only having two and that’s it.” The human thought to himself hearing the vixen doing a cry as she orgasms.

The next day, vulpus troop compartment.

Jason talked with Amira more relaxed than yesterday. “I am still thinking what I should do with my life. So, what does it take to get work at your home world?” The human asked the vixen looking at her features because she wasn’t wearing her helmet.

She has her white colored head hair done up in a bun so that she can keep her hair long. Amira is a dark tan coloring instead of the copper coloring. The vixen stands up as another trooper walked up. “Lt. Andrea, how are you?” She asked the vixen sitting next to her.

Andrea removed her helmet and saw Jason start staring at her. The vixen isn’t copper colored, she’s black coloring with the white pelt coloring starting at her cheeks and going down her front disappearing under the black coveralls. Her head hair is also black done up in a bun, her breast size is larger than Amiras’. “So Corporal, is he behaving?” Andrea asked, looking at Jason with orange gold-colored catlike eyes.

“He’s behaving himself maam, we’re just talking to see if he can do work for us.” Amira said to Andrea.

Jason looked at Andrea doing an internal shudder because this vixen is scaring the crap out of him. So, the human made the most logical choice, which was keeping his mouth shut. The human remained still as that vixen looked at him with her neat eye coloring. Jason smelled her musky scent as Andrea leaned closer to him looking him over.

Then the vixen sits back on her chair and grinned at the human. “I like you; I think I’ll have you as an office assistant.” Andrea put up a finger to stop any argument. “Don’t worry, I’ll train you because I can see that you been screwed over in your life. Am I right human?” The vixen asked the human seeing him nodding. “That’s one of the causes of what happens to your country, some people like you try to do the right thing, but someone kicks you in the face and the evil people act all nice to recruit. Then use you, when you’re not needed, they throw you away.” She finished talking and put on her helmet looking at him. “Don’t let hate to consume you kit, you’re one of the few we saved. Every human we manage to save from those thugs is a victory in my book. So, look at this as a second chance, don’t waste it, they would of have you done it.” Andrea walked away and left the room.

“Who do you think she was talking about?” asked Amirea watching her platoon leader walking away.

“My grandfather and father, I told you yesterday they’re both deceased. I am taking her offer because I am all by myself and there’s nothing holding me here other than my truck. Oh, I better look at it, because I think the battery is dead or I have a loose connection to the starter.” Jason said looking at Amirea.

“Don’t worry Jason, it’s fixed, that large cable that goes to the starter was loose. I wonder why you had a couple of wrenches in that box in the engine compartment. I was guarding the street and heard you try to start that truck, I don’t know who stunned you, but it’s best you don’t try to find out who did it.” The vixen said and they continued to talk.

Kate’s cabin, an hour later.

“So, Finely is part of our group?” asked Kate looking at Raven with a grin.

Raven nodded and looked at Kate. “I understand why she courted me, it’s usually the male courting the female. But have a female go after a male is different. She grabbed me and pulled me into her stateroom while I was walking the superstructure. We had a good talk and Finely told me what males wanted her to do to her body, it made me upset, and guys shouldn’t be telling females what to do with their bodies. It would be like me telling you not to change the color streaks in your hair every day, but I would not because I always liked hi-lights in a females’ hair. Can you do purple tomorrow?”

The vixen laughs shaking her head. “Ok, have you heard anything from Amirea or Jason?”

“Andrea just talked to me just a minute ago. If you hadn’t talked to me yesterday about her, I would be shaking in my boots. That LT. would be scary to anyone who doesn’t know her.” The human said to the vixen.

“She’s just like a house cat, nice to her owners, but don’t be an enemy or you will be sorry like a mouse to a house cat.” She said to her mate while removing her coveralls and pushed him onto her bed. “Both Amirea and Andrea have a more feral anatomy compared to me, they have an extra something on their bodies.”

That night, trooper stateroom.

It was an easy day for Jason as he removed his coveralls thinking. A sound made him turn around to see Amirea undressing from her coveralls and he looked at her body admiring the curves. The human finally made up his mind, human females didn’t have anything to do with him and rejected him due to being a scrawny guy. “Well, I don’t have anybody here and I am all by myself, alright Jason, grow a backbone.” He thought to himself looking at the vixen still turned away from him. “Uh, Amirea, can I take you out for a date?”

Still facing away, the vixen smiled to herself. “Sure Jason, I’ll take you out on a date. Do you feel hate to different people?”

“No, I never did hate different people. Nobody wanted to be friends with me because I was raised different to take care of myself without asking for a handout and I was scrawny that made females not interested in me. I am not a member of a party because my grandfather and dad told me that the government really doesn’t care about the people in this country. So, I’ve been living by my own for the last two years since my grandfather died. I just want to earn your peoples’ trust because I have nobody on this planet and that scary black vixen wants me to be an assistant for her.” Jason said hearing Amirea laughing.

“Andera is gentle as a house cat, she’s nice. Ok, I really like you Jason and don’t be nervous around me.” Amirea turned around looking at Jason seeing that his shorts have a pitch tent making her grin. “Let’s do that date now because I think you really like me.” The vixen said walking up to the human.

Jason saw that Amirea has the color pattern of a fox on Earth other than she’s that dark tan instead of a copper color. He stares at her large breasts and her larger body than him, the human can’t say a word as the vixen walks closer to the human.

“Dam, you’re huge down there, I hope I don’t get hurt by that monster of yours.” The vixen said looking at the pitched tent. She looked at him seeing him nod, then pulled his shorts down looking at the long thick member. Amirea gently lays Jason on his bed climbing onto him.

He looks at the vixen getting on his waist and watches as she lowers herself onto his member. The human did like that comment she said that he’s huge between the legs. Jason did notice that while going through physical education during his years in school. He’s enjoying her hairy breasts brushing his face feeling a warmness on his member hearing her moan. The human exhales a sigh as the larger vixen settles on him and then she lays on him pressing her navel on his abdominal area feeling something like four extra breasts. Jason sees Amirea looking at him.

“Some of us vixens are a little more feral than the others. We just have different types of vulpine, some have these four large teats at our abdominal area. Others have different coloring patterns and head hair colors, plus unique eye colors. So, our race just has different vulpines in our race.” The vixen said to the human kissing him feeling the human relaxes under her and she’s loving the feeling of that large member inside her.

Jason decided that living with these foxes would be the best thing for him, his grandfather and father would want him to go on with his life. So, the human hugs and kisses the vixen enjoying the feeling of the large breasts and four teats the best feeling in the world.

Minutes later, Amirea heard Jason screams as a large amount of fluid spray inside her insides. She looked at him looking at her panting and felt that large member going soft inside her. The vixen presses her vulva on the humans’ waist to keep the limp member inside her. “You were good for your first time.”

“Thanks, I hope I can reload because I really enjoyed it.” He said rubbing her breasts, then worked his hands down to abdominal aera feeling those large teats because he liked the feel of them, but this influenced him.

She felt his large member going hard inside her insides. The vixen sighs because she felt relaxed when the human rubbed her teats and feeling that large member growing stiff. “Oh, he’s good, I am going to train him and enjoy every minute of it.” Amirea thought to herself exhaling as his hands rubbed her abdominal area.

A couple of days later, the captain’s cabin.

Kate looked at the short human standing next to a trooper thinking to herself. The vixen knows that this kit is all by himself from what her mate told her. But she already made up her mind regarding this kit and it will be the best for him according to what Raven said to her. “Alright, it seems that you’re adjusting to live on my ship, and I have decided to let you stay on board my ship.” Kate said seeing Jason grinning and relaxing. “You will work for Lt. Andrea as her assistant, which is a noncombative assignment since you were rejected by your military. That’s the only job I can assign without that much trouble for me, and the Admiral agrees with my decision. So, as of now, you’re an assistant to Lt. Andrea, all that I can say is good luck. Lt. Andrea, you can take your assistant right now.” The vixen said as another trooper walked in the cabin gently taking the human away.

Hours later, platoon leader stateroom that night.

Jason looked at Andrea locking the door flipping a switch that turns on a light reading DO NOT DISTURB. He watches as she removes her helmet showing her features, then she pulls at her hair bun letting her long black head hair loose that goes to the middle of her back. The human stares as the vixen unzips her coveralls and she removes them showing a gray colored bra barely holding back her large breasts. Jason stares at Andreas’ breasts and gray panties, but there’s a corset at her abdominal area at the white part of her pelt. He already has his clothing off as she removes that corset showing four large teats like on Amirea, but Andreas are larger being like small breasts. The human sighs as the vixen gets on him taking in his member. Jason kisses Andrea as she settles on him pressing her navel on his abdominal area. He is glad that he had sex with Amirea last night because he wanted to enjoy this session and get to know his second mate. The human relaxes as the long black hair touches the sides of his face and the large breasts pressing on his chest. Jason loves the feeling of Andreas’ four large teats on his skinny abdomen. He holds her head kissing her and smelling her musky scent. The human decided that he no longer have anything to do with human females due to the way he was treated by them while growing up, the only human females who cared for him were his mother and grandmother who are dead along with his mothers’ parents who were killed in an accident a year after he was born.

Amirea told him last night that males live with two to three vixens. So, this is another reason he wanted to live with these alien foxes. The human does still have one prejudice, he no longer likes human females because they never had anything to do with him, the ones who cared for him are deceased. Jason rubs Andreas large breasts and those four teats that are larger than the ones on Amirea. He smiles at her wild fox yell as she orgasms. A little later, the young guy relaxes as the vixen hugs him pulling him to her body. Jason looks at Andreas’ orange gold-colored eyes as she holds his waist with her legs to her vulva area. He looks at her feeling her soft pelt on his naked skin with those four large teats pressing on his abdomen. The human kisses the vixen falling asleep in her embrace, thinking that he’s going to work his ass off so that he can work for her.

Andrea tousles Jasons’ black hair feeling his breath on her breasts. All six of her nipples are still a little wet from him sucking on them. The vixen relaxes being glad that she has finally found a mate, so she kisses him on the top of the head and falls asleep.

Chief Engineers’ stateroom.

Raven relaxes looking at Finley sleeping on his chest. He looks at her head resting on his chest with the feeling of her large breasts on his abdomen. The older human sighs and starts petting her soft head hair hearing the vixen sighing.

Epilogue, one year later, vulpine home world.

Jason talked to an elderly human male who turned out to be Amirea’s grandfather. He had to wear that weird looking garment for three days because it took a little longer for him to get use to the gravity of this world. The human feels a lot better than he did a year ago because he found new friends and family on this world. The human is very glad that Amirea’s grandfather took a liking to him because he reminded him of his grandfather.

The sound of a V-8 got his attention as his truck drove up with Andrea and Amirea in it with Amirea driving it.

“I am glad that she can drive a stick shift sir.” Said Jason to Mark, Amirea’s grandfather.

“My 1964 Ford truck is a standard, she wanted to drive it since she was a kit.” Said Mark watching the truck pulling up. “She told me what you went thru, just take it a day at a time and you’ll be alright.”

The young human nodded knowing that this guy was one of his grandfather’s friends in Vietnam. Jason was told by his grandfather that this guy just vanished one day after returning home from Vietnam.

Amirea’s grandmother told him that the vulpine ship Arrow was in the middle of a field due to some problem with the engineering plant. Mark found the ship and walked to it and ended up being taken from Earth with no resistance due to the way his family treated him after returning from Vietnam. Due to his mistreatment, his family gotten nothing because he changed his will to have the VA get his death benefits because he was still in the military at the time of his disappearance.

The humans continued to talk as two vixens walked to the two males.

END another chapter soon.