Chapter 67

0001 - Tempro
0003 - Conner- Thomas
0097 - Ace - Zimmel
0098 - Lucy
0101 - Shelby (mother ship)
0125 - Lars
0200 - Ellen
0301 - Rodrick
0403 - Johnathon
0667 - Marco - Brown
0778 - Jan
0798 - Celeste - Shelby (human)
0805 - Toran
0808 - Radella
0908 - Tara - Mara

Ungrown - unnumbered

2 - onboard Shelby, in Re-gen
0250 Tendra
1000 - Sherry
0999 - Zan - still lost

Known and OR numbered

0501 - Thaddeus
???? - Lena

Shelby was staring at the almost petrified Tendraxian female. Though she’d visibly relaxed, Shelby could still tell that the female was terrified.

“Who are you?” The female was whispering barely looking at Shelby.

“Well, since you called my husband the beast leader, then I must be the female beast leader.” Shelby stated after thinking a moment.

“You? We have never been told that the females were leaders. Therefore, we know that no females can be the beasts of this kingdom.” The pale female stated growing less frightened.

Shelby’s eyes were wide a moment then she nodded. So, she was going to have her work cut out for her.

“No, my dear, I can well assure you that I also rule the empire. Though,” here Shelby looked at Derrick. “At the moment I am working toward ruling more equally than I was.”

This of course made Derrick grimace a bit. Which of course wasn’t lost on the pale female, whose mouth was hanging open even more.

“It really is true; we’d not believed it had we not seen it.” The female was muttering under her breath. Turning toward Derrick the female lowered her head as she almost whispered. “I beg for mercy for the others here Master lord sir. You may dispose of me if you wish, if you will only spare my sister and the other two.”

A long drawn out sigh from Derrick caused the female to briefly look up then back down to the deck.

“I don’t know what I’m going to have to do to convince all the races that I am not a war monger” Derrick stated, causing Shelby to giggle a bit. “It’s really not funny Shelby!” Which caused Shelby to laugh a little more.

“You have to admit,” Shelby finally said after she caught her breath. “With these fantastic, huge ships, some might see you and the empire that way.”

Startled a moment Derrick could only nod his agreement. Though as he saw it, he wasn’t the one attacking.

“Alright you deserve an answer.” Derrick finally stated to the female. “One, I am not going to dispose of you or any of the others. Two, you are not prisoners and will be afforded freedom.” Derrick held up his hand when the female had a look of confusion about that. “Three, if you wish I will return you to your world unharmed.”

“This goes against all that we were told and learned all our lives.” The female stated. “We were told that if we were ever captured that we would be tortured unmercifully.” The female said a look of worry on her face.

Derrick could only sigh again putting his face into his hands. It was going to be an obviously long day.

Lucie had been watching the proceeding the whole time. Trying her best not to laugh after all seeing her proper military brother having trouble. This was just too good to be true, after all his strict military years. A sly smile came to her lips when she thought that, he needed to have things shook up a bit.

Then again she thought, as she saw the emperor put his face into his hands, too much might not help either.

Captain Greeson and General Norman had just sat down when there was a knocking outside the ship. Turning on an external view screen they all saw the almost enraged form of Mara Callie.

“Oh dear,” the pilot of Onai’s ship stated. “It appears that there is an extremely angry female outside the ship.” Just then they saw that the young woman was shouting.

Greeson’s and Norman’s eyes went wide when they recognized Mara. “Uh oh,” Norman stated as he looked over to Greeson.

Greeson nodded, “Yeah I agree, you think we could let her in?” Greeson said as he turned toward the pilot.

The pilot looked again at the woman now yelling in earnest at the ship. “That depends, just who is she?”

Greeson sighed about to answer, when Norman answered, “She is my daughter, also his fiancé.” Norman said indicating Greeson.

The pilot nodded a moment then his eyes opened wide, “Ah! I see, the woman Onai spoke of. It might be rather prudent to allow her in, I am sure Onai would allow it.”

A moment later the door started to slide open slowly. They could hear the end of Mara’s tirade. “Open this door, don’t make me get the emperor!” A moment later a still angry Mara marched in right up to Greeson. “Don’t do this again without notifying me!” She suddenly stopped when she saw the body of Onai. “Oh my god what happened?”

Greeson spoke low as he answered, “I went against the new leader of the sect. For a while I thought I had him, I was too confident. When he put me down, Master stepped in. When Master Onai also entered the fray, she was hit falling away. When I awoke Master gave me this recording, asked me to bring her body here. I was to ask her pilot to contact her father and play him the recording.”

Greeson turned bowing to the pilot. “Do not feel you failed young student of Masuta Kimon. You continued the art as it should be. You followed his orders to the letter.” The pilot stated, also bowing.

Greeson shook his head no, “I am afraid of what master will do. He told me that: {I would say that I will see you in Ame, though the path I am on now, almost guarantees I will be sent to Jigoku.}”

Both the pilot and Norman hissed when Greeson conveyed this. “Plus, I also fear that he loved her far more than he let on. Greeson said that Kimon was already in the beginning throes of the blood lust.” Norman sadly stated.

“That is indeed a tragedy. After the test, Masuta Kimon was elevated to clan Masuta. There hasn’t been one for a long time. Father was the last if I recall.” The pilot replied. “Please, be seated while I contact council and clan leader Isamu Sakuta,” here he turned toward Onai’s body, “her father.”

It was a few moments before the holo-gram of the same older oriental man as from before appeared. “Rida,” the pilot said as he bowed. “The student of Masuta Kimon has returned with grave news.”

“Sir,” Greeson started bowing, “I was instructed to return with the body of your daughter. I was also instructed to play this, when I contacted you.” The older man looked over the body of his daughter nodding. Then at the three men and woman that were also bowing to him.

“Arise. This is from Masuta Kimon I take it?” The man said. “He has also gone after the one who did this?” When Greeson could only nod the older man indicated for Greeson to play the recording.

A moment later the voice of Dempsy filled the cabin. “I know that my student has brought this to you Rida. I hold my self responsible for the death of my great love, you daughter. I am even now tracking the Akuma that did this. My hesitation caused her death. I will hunt the Akuma, I will kill him with no honor, I will utterly destroy him ‘til there is nothing left to remind the clan of the dishonor I will do. Sayonara Rida, ‘til this is done it was an honor.”

The older man was nodding his head ‘til the recording was done. “Kimon was always quick to act concerning things of honor. Never, has he ever thought that there were others that might also be involved. He was always so quick in fact that he doesn’t always look closer before he goes off like this. As he got older he was better though, still too quick.”

“Is there nothing that we can do?” Mara asked concerned for Kimon.

The older man turned toward Mara his face softening, “no, I am afraid there is only one that can do anything. She I am afraid, is too far away to do much at the moment.” Turning toward Greeson he said. “I suggest that you seek medical attention. You are hiding your injuries quite well. You make me that much prouder of your Masuta.”

Greeson’s eyes were wide a moment then he nodded. Mara went to Greeson as the man stumbled a bit, then they both left the craft.

“It is again a great honor to greet you General Norman. May I suggest that you make ready to receive either the body of Masuta Kimon your friend, or the one he now seeks.” The older man stated.

Norman nodded then bowed as he also left. Both men watched at the last of the three left. “Riku, make sure all is ready to return when this business is finished.”

“It will be as you say father.” Riku replied as he turned seeing that the body of Onai was gone. “What of her?” Riku said his eyes wide.

“We shall see, your sister is as strong willed as Kimon. I had hoped for a strong match, now? I, no longer have a good idea. We will have to wait and see.” The older man stated.

Derrick was starting to get concerned, it had been over an hour with no sign of Hartwell. He was about to reach out to call him when he felt a soft female hand on his arm.

“As long as he has been with you, you think he would abandon you now?” Shelby told him.

“It isn’t that Shelby. It’s the fact that he is overdue to be here or check in. With that huge fleet out there heading this way, I am a little at a loss. These Delcrons are definitely different than any other opponent we’ve ever faced. Plus, the fact, I might lose one of my troop isn’t sitting well with me either.” Derrick stated feeling frustrated.

“Do you think that Mary sending them a message might help?” Shelby suggested.

Derrick thought a moment then shook his head. “I am still unsure as to just how their world works. If I say or do the wrong thing then I might escalate things further. We are barely holding on now. I don’t want to start another war before we even have a chance to do this peacefully.”

Shelby nodded as she turned to Mary. “I want all the information that you have on the Delcrons. I also want all the new information that the three recon members supplied to you.” Here she turned to Derrick. “Let’s try to make better sense of this ok?”

Derrick’s eyes were wide only a moment then he nodded. “I just hope that we can get something from the new information, Shelby. From all I’ve seen so far this race goes against all that we know. While we wait, I’m still going to check on them. You know I can’t stand really being out of the loop.”

Shelby sighed then nodded, she knew there wasn’t much she could say at this juncture.

Derrick nodded to Mary as a holo-gram of Hartwell appeared. “Admiral? Is everything alright? I was expecting you to be back by now.”

Hartwell nodded about to speak when Lucie Hartwell interjected. “He would sire, though at the moment he seems to be having problems.”

“I can give my own damn report Lucie.” Johnathon growled at his sister.

“Yeah I know, though you’ll leave out the best parts.” Shot back Lucie.

“The best parts? What in the hell are you talking about?” Johnathon groused.

“Oh,” Lucie stated batting her eyes “Like how embarrassed you are. How you are madder at your men than you’re letting on. How you are feelin...”

“That’s enough Lucie! Right now, you are making my job far harder than it should be!” Johnathon almost shouted.

Lucie walked up to Johnathon with a small smile, leaned to his ear and whispered, “Good!” Then she danced away before he could catch her.

Turning to look at Derrick, Johnathon could only shake his head. “That woman will be the death of me I swear.”

Derrick look over toward Shelby as he nodded, “I know what you mean!”

“Now to answer your question sir, it’s taking longer as we discovered Lucie needs to be with two of the females more time than we thought.”

“How much longer?” A surprised Derrick asked.

“Uh, about two more hours. The other two seemed to have been exposed a hell of a lot more than the sisters.” Johnathon replied.

Sighing Derrick nodded, “I should have known our luck wouldn’t hold out that long. Get here as soon as you can, as safely as you can.”

Kimon Dempsy had almost lost all conscious thought as he felt the blood lust take over. His senses heightened he was more an animal than a human now. Stopping he sniffed the air, looking at the prints in the dirt.

Nodding he started out again, he was slowly gaining on them though it was going to take more time than he wanted.

It was several hours later when, he finally caught up to the first of the stragglers of his prey’s men. Scoffing he was going around them when they shifted to block his way.

Growling out in an almost animalistic voice Kimon warned them. If they wished to die then they should remain where they were. All but one rapidly moved aside. Snarling at Kimon, Kimon snarled back, took a step toward the male then was continuing on the male’s severed head hitting the ground a moment later.

Sneering at the others who had their mouths open, Kimon roared then vanished as he again leapt forward. Hardly feeling anything, his blood seemed to be boiling slightly as the excitement grew.

He could feel that he was getting closer, though for some reason, he could almost see the trap that he felt was waiting for him. Shaking his head, he tried to shut off all conscious thoughts.

A moment later Kimon smiled as he felt the blood lust bubble back to the surface. Good, it wouldn’t do to get distracted before he could completely destroy the demon. The demon who took the only other thing that was precious to him.

An hour later, Kimon broke into a clearing seeing another group of men. They all seemed to be waiting for him, these though, seemed to be far better trained than those from before.