Chapter 2
Commander Ventra Kyis
I was a true Ambrion to my very core.
I rose to the ranks of Commander because I was the best of the best. I was a skilled soldier who defeated all others in the fighting drills. I could lead in battle, and I could lead a star fleet. There were few who dared to cross me, but that was just another trait of a defiant Ambrion: I also had my enemies.
And being the commander of a starship that pillaged the goods of other ships, I was used to getting what wanted, but there was still one thing missing--a human female to mate.
So it was lucky we had come across an earth vessel as we scouted for Brackian mining ships to plunder. Brackian ships always had the best quality of quartz on their ships, and we loved to take it from them. But this voyage put us in an area we didn’t usually frequent, and I was glad for what else we discovered.
The moment the small human female with flaming red hair popped out of her little hiding spot, and stood in defiance yelling at me, I knew she was the one I’ve been looking for.
Her soft pale skin was exotic to me, and her full hips and ample breasts were enough to make my mouth water. I was enjoying carrying her into the ship, despite her loud mouth.
“Commander Kyis, is the ship cleared?” Captain Qein asked, and I nodded, adjusting my grip on my female.
“Yes, Captain. The last soldiers are closing the airlock and disengaging,” I said, my left eye starting to twitch due to the female’s shouting starting to reverberate around the room.
“What is that?” the Captain asked, looking at her in intrigue.
“I have taken her,” I said sternly, tightening my hold on her. “I have claimed this one.”
He looked at me and narrowed his eyes.
“We will see about that. No one touches the human females until I have taken a look at them,” he said as he began to turn away.
“No, not this time! She is mine, I am claiming this one!” I growled in anger.
He stopped in his tracks and turned back toward me, a mad glint in his eyes. “Are you defying an order, Commander? I am the Captain of this starship, not you!” he barked.
“I am only claiming what is rightfully mine,” I countered.
“Nothing is yours unless I say it is!” he bellowed. “Now take her to the lock-up with the other females. Don’t make me repeat this order,” he threatened, as he turned back and headed to the flight deck.
I snarled and gritted my teeth as he walked away. He was not a good Captain. That position should’ve been mine.
I carried her down the long hallway of our ship to the lock-up rooms. Her human female companions were screaming along with her.
“In here. They’ll use the big one,” I said to my soldier. I carried the red-haired female into the lock-up and sat her down on the bench.
“What the hell are you doing? I demand that you take us back to our ship!” she cried out.
“You can’t do this!” one of her companions added. There were three of them, and each was attractive in their own way, but the small red-haired one had already intrigued me.
“You will be brought drink and nourishment,” I told them as I walked out. They yelled after us as we locked the door, and then I headed down the hallway.
“Commander, we are ready to disengage from the earth ship,” a soldier said to me.
“Good. Disengage when cleared from the flight deck. The Captain will be ordering us back to Telan, follow his orders,” I said, feeling pissed off towards our Captain. I did all the work and he reaped the rewards.
But it would not be like this for long. I wanted more. Once we arrive on Telan, I will make a plea to the Ambrion King to give me command of a starship.
From there I made my way to the long-range communications deck. “Patch me into communications on Telan,” I said as I moved into a chair.
“Yes, Commander,” the operator said. “Patched in,” he said as the screen in front of me went from black to a live communication feed.
“Director Reion. We have come across an earth ship. We have just disengaged, and we are on our way back home to Telan. We commandeered three human females. They are currently held inside the lock-up,” I reported.
“Good, that is a good bounty Kyis. What do you know of the earth ship? What was its mission?” he responded.
“We do not know, Director Reion,” I replied.
“Find out what it is. I want you to personally question these human females, and find out all you can about what they were doing on that ship,” he ordered. “It is imperative that you gather as much data as possible. And who decided to disengage from the ship without finding out its purpose?” he asked sternly.
“It was Captain Qein’s orders, sir. He oversees this ship and its actions,” I said smugly.
“Noted and going in the report. Well done, Commander Ventra Kyis,” Director praised. “Report back to me when you have some answers for me.”
“Yes, sir,” I said, saluting him with a fist on my chest. He saluted back and then cut the feed, the screen fading to black.
I got up from the chair and grinned. I had just been ordered to spend more time with the human female. It was a hard order, I thought glibly, but someone had to do it.
“Commander, we are jumping into hyper speed,” a soldier reported to me.
“Excellent. Make sure the human prisoners are fed,” I said, walking away from him. I was very eager to do my questioning on the red-haired petite human, but I still had my rounds to do. I spent the next few hours making sure the ship was running tightly, and then it was time to visit my red-haired treat.
“Where do you think they are taking us?” I heard a soft voice ask as I unlocked the door and stepped in.
“We are going to Telan. It is my home planet,” I said, answering the question and startling the three women.
“Take us back to our ship. Now!” the red-haired human demanded, standing up with such boldness. Her ample breasts bouncing as she stomped on the floor coming towards me. She was going to be mine, after all, so I took the liberty of staring at them.
“Come with me,” I said, gesturing toward the door.
“What? Where?” she asked, confused.
“Don’t go, Amelia,” the human with black hair begged.
“It will be alright, Clara,” Amelia responded, reassuring the other woman with a smile.
“No, it’s not!” the human with yellow hair cried, shaking her head. “You won’t come back!”
“I will return her to you. Do not fear,” I said to them.
“How would we know that?” Clara asked, narrowing her eyes at me.
“I promise on my honor as an Ambrion, and honor is everything to us,” I swore to them.
I looked at the red-haired female—Amelia. “Are you coming, or are you waiting for me to throw you over my shoulder like before?” I asked before giving her a teasing grin. “You liked it, didn’t you?”
She gasped in outrage.
“No, I did not! I will walk, thank you very much” she snapped at me, walking out the door and into the hall. I locked the door of the lock-in, and led her to a room in the back of the ship. It was there we conducted our daily meetings, but for now it would be the place for questioning.
“Sit down at the table,” I told her. She gave me a look before doing what I said, sitting down at a white chair beside the table.
“What is going on here?” she asked. I moved behind her, and she tensed up as I stood looking down at her from my tall height.
“What are you called?” I asked. Her brows furrowed.
“Like…you mean my name? What’s my name?” she clarified, and I nodded. “My name is Dr. Amelia Aerot,” she answered.
“Doctor? You do repairs on humans?” I asked, surprised by her skills.
“Yes, but I also do research,” she said.
“Research?” I repeated, tilting my head. “What is this ‘research’? Explain…,” I demanded.
“Research. It just means searching for answers by doing work, or scientific work, rather,” she elaborated. I arched an eyebrow before walking around to face her, putting my palm on the table, and leaning close until my face was only a few inches away from hers. “Amelia, you are a skilled human. I did not think something as pretty as you would do such things,” I whispered.
“And I never thought that sexism extended to the far reaches of space, either, yet here we are,” she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes before clearing her throat. “Well, what do you know anyway? How many humans could you possibly know?” she asked, and I chuckled at her apparent ignorance.
“I know many humans, Amelia. We have been taking human females from Earth for over thirty years now,” I informed her.
“What?! How is that possible?” she asked, her eyes wide with shock before shaking her head in disbelief. “No! You are lying. We would know if you had--,”
“You will see for yourself when we land on Telan. We have been mating with human females for quite some time, and it’s going well,” I said, standing upright and crossing my arms across my chest.
“M-mating?” she stammered, her face losing color. “You mean to tell me t-that…”
“Yes, it is exactly what you think. But I am not here to give you a history lesson about the Ambrions. I want to know what your ship was doing so far out in space. What was the purpose of your mission?” I asked, getting to the point of my interrogation.
“Why should I answer any of your questions?” she countered stubbornly, glaring at me with a scowl. “What are you going to give me?” I leaned down to the side of her face.
“What do you want then?” I whispered in her ear.
She shivered a little before straightening up.
“For starters, I want some answers to my questions.” She said.
I was enjoying playing this little game with her. Besides, I was working and following Director Reion’s orders as I should, but there was no reason I couldn’t enjoy teasing her a little bit, even if it comes from my work as Commander.
“Is that what you want? Answers? I was hoping you would be requesting something a little more exciting from me,” I replied, moving closer to her.
She swallowed hard, and I saw her bottom lip quiver just a bit, before answering.
“No, just answers. I have a lot of questions.”
I sighed.
“Fine. I guess I can deal with that, as dull as that is. But you must answer my questions first,” I bargained, smiling at her.
“Alright. It’s a deal,” she replied, nodding in agreement.
“So what was the purpose of your mission?” I asked.
“We were on a peaceful science mission,” she stressed. “It was not a warship, and we’re not a crew that deserved the violence you gave us. We were merely looking for answers, and doing experiments in space. That is all,” she said, her eyes flashing again with anger.
“Science mission? This is the ‘research’ you spoke of,” I said.
“Yes, precisely. We were only collecting space dust and small space rocks to study them for microbial life forms,” she said. She continued on and on about the work they were doing, giving such elaborate details that I had no choice but to believe her. We did not find a mass number of weapons onboard the Earth ship, so we knew it was not made for battle.
There was something about her I found fascinating besides her attractive body and defiant spirit. It was that I enjoyed hearing her talk endlessly. She was so exceptional, and I couldn’t wait to sample her, and see just how unique she was.