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A man out of time, A man out of space
My name is Steve Rogers, formerly known as Captain America. I died at the end of the second world war, a sacrificial death that secured America's triumph against Red Skull's Hydra, or at least, I, along with everyone else, thought that I had died. It turns out that I hadn't in fact died, but was frozen in an ice berg for over half a century. I was found and rescued by an alien scouting warship, sent by Priestess Ayesha of The Sovereign.
The Sovereign apparently have been monitoring Earth for thousands of years, watching Earth develop over the years and waiting to see what they would end up becoming, whether they would develop into an ally or an enemy over time. That's how they knew about me, for my legend became famous all across the globe, rendering it impossible for any one who has an interest in Earth not to know about me. They searched for me for years, and even with their advanced technology it took them almost fifty years to find me.
The initial intention was to study my body so that they could learn about the serum that was used on me, and in doing so improve their own genetic engineering technology. So one can imagine their surprise to find out that I had actually survived being frozen for over fifty years. They decided to study me anyway, but with a different agenda, that being to turn me into a stronger and better version of myself.
They used a process they call chemical-genetic fusion, to fuse the chemical effects of the serum into my dna itself, and then to further develop my dna, turning me into a superior version of the human species. The experiment, for which I had no choice in the matter was a success, and I have become a stronger, faster, and overall better version of my former self.
However, I am nothing but a slave to Priestess Ayesha, prohibited from ever returning to earth, and banned from leaving this place except with the express permission of the Golden Priestess herself. As a result, I spend most of my days doing nothing but training myself into the ground. If I'm not training then I am busy studying (against my will) about the history of the Sovereign and learning everything there is to know about Sovereign technology (for which I am extremely grateful for).
Admittedly, I haven't exactly tried to escape or to force the issue of going back home. The thing is, it's been over sixty years now since I was last seen on earth, and it had been 50 years when Ayesha found me. Everyone I knew is either dead or very old now. The ones still alive have already grieved, mourned, and gotten over my death. Returning now would just...it just doesn't feel right. The truth is, it's possible I wouldn't have returned even if Ayesha hadn't forbade me, at least, not yet. I will return when I am certain that everyone I knew from my time has passed on, it just doesn't make sense to return now only to watch them wither away and die of old age.
"How is he doing, Akeisha?" The Golden Priestess, known as Ayesha, asked of her assistant, who was tasked with watching over Steve's daily activities at the Sovereign.
Ayesha posseses the natural golden skin and hair colour of the Sovereign race. She is extremely beautiful, a tall woman with a perfectly shaped, model-like build, possessing beautiful, long, and winding legs and a nice, long neckline. She also has long, wavy, and silky hair, but usually keeps it hidden under her cap-like headgear. She is wearing a long, sleeveless, gold coloured dress that reaches all the way down to the floor and has an aristocratic posture and manner of speaking about her.
"Excellent my lady, more than excellent actually. He is without a doubt much, much stronger than before. Right now, he is training under the weight of twenty times the normal gravity, and has 12 tons of weight distributed all across his body. He is essentially doing a combination of gravity and weighted training of the highest level." Akeisha explained in detail.
"Amazing. Not even I thought that the chemical-dna fusion would yield these kind of results, even with the genetic modifications that we made thereafter." Ayesha said with a thinking pose, holding her chin with her right index and thumb fingers as she deliberated over Steve's test results.
"He is without a shadow of doubt a phenomenon. To think that he has somehow exceeded the limits of his own body with sheer will power, determination, and discipline alone. It's...unfathomable. If I didn't see it with my own eyes I would never have believed it." Akeisha replied.
"Yes, physically and intellectually he has surpassed all expectations of him. I am however concerned about his social wellbeing. Has he still not made any friends at all since he arrived?" The Priestess asked with concern.
"Unfortunately, no he hasn't. Even with his own kind he was something of an outcast. The only reason he made friends was because of his war achievements. He was a brilliant tactician and an even better fighter on the battlefield. His comrades both loved and respected him." Akeisha explained.
"But we don't risk our own people's lives in battle. Everyone of our people is a precious gem that must be cultivated and protected. So I can't exactly send him on missions where his life would be endangered." Ayesha retorted.
"On the contrary, my lady, Captain Rogers is not in actual fact a Sovereign Citizen, and he is not a member of our race. So technically, you wouldn't be breaking any laws or principles by sending him out on missions." Akeisha countered, Ayesha's eyes widening in surprise as realisation dawned on her.
"A loop hole? Yes...yes you're right. There is nothing stopping me from sending Captain Rogers on a mission or two every once in a while. In fact, I believe I have just the perfect mission for him. Hmm...those arrogant, self righteous Kree won't know what hit them." Ayesha said diabolically.
"What's on your mind my lady?" Akeisha asked curiously.
"Tell him to see me at my quarters at the conclusion of this training session. Tell him that I have good news for him, and make sure he cleans up nicely, we'll be having a celebratory dinner." Ayesha ordered authoratively.
"A celebratory dinner? For just the two of you?"
"Mind your own business, assistant...!" Ayesha said with a menacing undertone.
"O-Of course, my lady! F-forgive me." Akeisha stammered fearfully.
8 Hours Later:
"You look...amazing...Priestess...!" Captain Steve Rogers stammered incoherently, unable to believe how beautiful and sexually attractive the Golden Priestess looked.
Of course, he already knew that she was the most beautiful and majestic being he had ever seen in his entire life, but that's also why it was so shocking how beautiful she looked right now, as her regular appearance paled in comparison to how she looked at the moment.
As usual, she was wearing a gold sleeveless dress, but this one was different as it was much shorter and much tighter, going down not lower than the middle of her thighs and closely and perfectly hugging her hour glass figure. She was also wearing gold coloured heals and was not wearing her customary armor and head gear, allowing her long, silky, and wavy gold hair to fall down all the way to her shoulders. In short, she looked like a real life godess.
"Why thank you, Captain Rogers. You don't look too bad yourself. We had your suit custom tailored to fit what terrans of elite status wear in this day and age for special occassions. I have to say I had my doubts, but it looks much more pleasing to the eye now that you're wearing it." Ayesha said with an invisible blush on each of her cheeks, her face warming up all of a sudden for some reason that she couldn't quite explain.
"You give me too much praise, Priestess, but thank you nonetheless." Steve bowed respectfully.
"Don't mention it. In any case, I have prepared for us as earth-like a cousine as is possible. I hope you'll enjoy it..."
"I always enjoy your food." Steve blurted out suddenly, his eyes widening slightly when he realised what he had just said before quickly attempting to recompose himself.
"What I mean to say is..."
"I know what you meant." Ayesha said with a smile that almost literally melted Steve at the knees, his heart fluttering in a way he hadn't felt since the first time Peggy agreed to go on a date with him.
"..."
"Anyway, shall we?" Ayesha asked when she saw that Steve was frozen in place for some reason she couldn't quite understand.
"Yes, of course my lady." Steve stammered as he quickly ran behind Ayesha so that he could pull out her chair for her.
"What on Sovereign are you doing? I can pull my own chair!" Ayesha chasticed indignantly.
"Oh...! Sorry, it's an earth custom you see. Men open the doors of building structures and vehicles and pull out chairs for women when they go on dinner dates. It's not meant to insult the woman but to give her respect and dignity, and to show her how much she is valued." Steve explained.
"How does that show that a woman is respected and valued?" Ayesha asked curiously.
"Well, Kings and Queens do not open their own doors or pull out their own chairs. They also do not drive their own cars. Someone does that for them. So in essence, by doing all of this for a woman that you're having dinner with, you are treating her in exactly the same manner as you would treat a person of royalty. You are in essence declaring her to be your Queen or your Priestess." Steve explained as thoroughly as he could.
"But I am your Priestess." Ayesha deadpanned.
"Ummm...well...eh...!" Steve stammered incoherently, Ayesha releasing an angelic giggle at Steve's expense.
"You're so easy to tease, Captain Rogers. But I think I like that about you." Ayesha replied as she got closer to Steve, so much so that her cleavage became unavoidable for Steve, his eyes ignoring all of the instruction from his brain to look away, Steve releasing an audible gulp as his nerves rose high and above the normal limit again, the speed of his heartbeat increasing even further when their lips eventually touched, his mind completely shutting down as he couldn't believe that the Great Golden Priestess herself was kissing him of all people.
Steve was in such shock, awe, and disbelief that he completely failed to reciprocate Ayesha's actions, although that didn't really seem to matter to her as he gave her full reign over his lips and his tongue, giving Ayesha a chance to fully explore the inside of his mouth and the feelings and sensations that came with the experience of her first kiss. Eventually, Steve was able to break out of his mind numbness and began reciprocating, sparking a glorious and amazing tongue duel with Ayesha as he put his hands around her waist area, and then finally, after what felt like an infinite bliss, both needing to breathe again, their tongue duel eventually came to an end, a string of saliva keeping their lips connected as they broke their lip lock, although still not letting go of each other as Ayesha had her arms still around Steve's neck as he also still had his own around figure.
"My lady, that was..."
"Amazing. I...I had no idea. Steve, I want to...I want you to..." Ayesha trailed off, breathing heavily, partly because she was a little out of breathe, but mostly because she just couldn't contain her lust and desire anymore, and she couldn't deny how much she wanted to become intimate with Steve Rogers. No man had ever made her feel this way before, and she just couldn't deny herself anymore either.
"Me too. I...I want to make love to you, and, well, I still owe you that history lesson about your ancestors' arcaic ways of reproduction." Steve said with a playful smile, Ayesha releasing such a cute and angelic giggle that Steve's heart began to flutter uncontrollably, unable to believe how Ayesha could look so sexy and innocent at the same time.
"Steve...I think we should skip dinner entirely and retreat to my sleeping quarters. W-would...would that be alright with you?" Ayesha said shyly.
"You do me great honor, Priestess. I would love to accompany you." Steve said with a kind and loving smile.
"Okay, let's go..." Ayesha said, pulling Steve by the hand as she lead him to her sleeping quarters.
Following Morning: 08:00am.
"You're running a little late. In all my time here, you have always been punctual about fullfilling your responsibilities. I'd hate to think that I wore you out last night, or that I'm having a negative influence on you." Steve said as he waited for Ayesha to get ready to go to 'work'.
"Actually, Steve, you are my first order of business this morning." Ayesha said as she turned away from the mirror to face Steve, who was seated on the edge of her bed, content to simply admire the 'view' as he waited for her to get ready.
"Me? You mean, you still want us to..."
"No...! I mean yes! But that is not what I meant. Get your head out of the gutter...!" A flustered Ayesha said with embarassment.
"Uhh...yeah okay, sorry." Steve said with his hands held in the air in surrender.
"No, I'm sorry. I should have chosen my words more carefully." Ayesha said with a heavy sigh.
"Apology accepted." Steve replied simply.
"Thank you, but I'm afraid you might not forgive me that easily when you find out the truth." Ayesha said with a sad tone.
"The truth? What truth?" Steve asked curiously.
"My intentions were less than pure. You see, I'm going to send you away today on a long term mission. It's a mission that could take months to complete, or it could take years. Basically, you're going to be going away for quite a long time. The mission is an extremely difficult one too, in fact, there's a chance you might not come back at all. Steve, you could die..." Ayesha trailed off with a pained expression, taking a deep breathe as she quickly recomposed herself and powered on with her explanation.
"That's why...that's why last night, I...I was selfish. I didn't want you to leave without me...without us...I'm sorry." Ayesha said sorrowfully, Steve seeing a side of her that he didn't even know existed, never having seen her looking and sounding so vulnerable before. She always looked so strong, so certain of herself, not doubting or questioning any decision she made whatsoever, so to see her like this made Steve to become very concerned, about her, about the mission, and about this whole situation between the two of them.
"Ayesha..." Steve trailed off with an unreadable tone.
"Y-yes?" Ayesha stammered, internally cursing Steve for making her feel so many emotions that she was unaccustomed to all at once.
"What are the mission specifics?" Steve asked with an all business tone and facial expression, seemingly way better at controlling his emotions than Ayesha was, although that seemed to have a negative impact on the Golden Priestess.
Ayesha didn't think it was possible, but Steve's lack of emotion hurt her more than any reprimand, insult, or emotional outburst that Steve could have directed her. The fact that he reacted like that, as if her actions were of no consequence to him, as if she was of no consequence to him, was surprisingly, but honestly the most painful experience she had ever had in all the centuries of her existence. Any other response would have been bettter than this nothingness that Steve had given unto her.
"W-well, umm...let's see..." Ayesha stuttered, taking a deep breathe as she tried and successfuly regained control of her emotions, as expected of course of someone of her esteemed position, carrying on with her explanation when she was sure she had her emotions totally under her control.
"Kassuis is one of the sons of the Great General of the Kree Army and Emperor of the Kree Empire. He owns a massive battleship that has been orbiting the milky way for a number of decades now. In that time he and his men went to war against an inhuman settlement that lived in a city located in the moon. The name of the city is Attilan, or rather was Attilan. He defeated the inhumans by destroying their protective shields, forcing them to surrender to him or die from lack of oxygen." Ayesha explained, pausing momentarily before carrying on from where she left of.
"The inhumans and humans who lived in Attilan have become slaves for Kassius. He is trying to create an army of inhumans, for what purposes we are currently uncertain. He has also sold some of them into slavery, after all, currency is still the most valubale commodity. Kassius's intentions and methods are appauling. You may technically be my prisoner but you have lived a relatively free and luxurious life, and no one has tormented or tortured you. Things are different in Kassius's warship. Humans and inhumans are treated worse than animals. Their lives have no meaning to him." Ayesha said with an audibly agitated tone.
"The mission is for you to infiltrate the warship under the guise of a human slave, gather as much information as you can, and do whatever it takes to liberate the inhuman and human species in the warship and return them to their home planet of Earth. If you can bring him in alive, then arrest Kassius and his men and bring them to the Sovereign for judgement. If not then eliminate all of them. We have also designed a special terraforming machine. You will use this machine to create a large island in a suitable location on Earth, and this island will become New Attilan, a state for the inhumans to live a free and peaceful life. They left Earth for fear of what humans would do to them if they ever found out about inhumans, but this way, even if humans do find out, as long as they have their own land, their own state, ther own laws, their own defense systems, and their own army, they should be able to protect themselves. This will also give the earth inhumans a place to go where they can be with their own kind and feel safe and protected."
"I'm assuming you have a plan in place to get me into the warship?" Steve asked with an all business and professional tone.
"That goes without saying. We will teleport you into the warship, into the top floor. There are no inhabitants in that floor, at least, none that are human, inhuman, or kree for that matter." Ayesha said cryptically.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Steve asked confusedly.
"Vrellnexians, a bread of space bugs, commonly referred to as roaches. The Kree use them to terrorise the human and inhuman population in the war ship, to create fear and induce submission...to deter any thoughts of revolution and weed out insubordination." Ayesha explained with a grave undertone.
"Soooooo...how exactly does feeding me to these creatures help?"
"I'm not...! Vrellnexians are the least of your concerns. You can handle them easily. They're nothing compared to you. The real issue is Sinara."
"Sinara? Who's that?" Steve asked with intrigue.
"She's Kassius's General, his trump card. She is one of the best warriors the Kree have ever produced, a very dangerous woman. Most likely you will have to take her down, but before that you might have to get close to her in order to gain access to classified inside information."
"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Steve asked with a horrified facial expression.
"What? You proved yourself more than adequate in last night. I can testify to that. However, it is important for you to remember who it is that you belong to. You belong to me, Steve Rogers, if you love anyone else then you will know what it is to have the full wrath of the Sovereign descend upon you. A slight on the Golden Priestess is a slight on the Sovereign itself." Ayesha warned with a grave undertone, Steve unable to believe what the hell it was that he was hearing with his own ears.
"Let me get this straight. You're saying that...I can sleep with other people, as long as I don't fall in love with them?" Steve asked for clarity.
"W-what? Of course not! This is mission Steve, a mission! If you need to have sexual relations to get information, then you do it...for the sake of the mission. That's different from just...whoring yourself around with some random women!" Ayesha chasticed Steve as if she was the parent and he was the child.
"Ooo...kaaaay..." Steve trailed off, wondering deep down if that meant that she would also sleep with other people during missions, something that really did not sit well with him at all.
'But then again, she is the Priestess, so she won't be going on any missions herself. She won't even send other Sovereign citizens on missions because she doesn't risk the lives of her own. Also, a seduction attempt is unlikely to work on a Kree woman, I mean, do Kree even find humans attractive at all?' Steve wondered.
'No, I'm being naïve. Ayesha is Sovereign and yet she was attracted to me. So who is to say a Kree wouldn't be attracted to a human? Sure, humans are treated as inferior and only worthy of slavery, but this has happened on earth too. Caucasians treated Africans the same way the Kree treat humans and inhumans, and yet many of the caucasians slept with their slaves. So then...part of my mission is to become a sex slave? Well, no not really, that's only if it is neccessary. I can get information from the other slaves I'm sure, hopefully that will be enough to complete the mission, because I'm not optimistic about my chances of seducing this Sinara person.' Steve thought analytically.
"That sounds very non-commital. I would of thought that you'd be much happier about finally getting a chance to leave the Sovereign." Ayesha said with an inquiring tone.
"Why would I be happy about leaving you for months, possibly years, when we just took our relationship to the next level?" Steve asked rhetorically.
"Relationship? Next level? Steve, what exactly do you think is going on here? You and I are not in a relationship, that would imply that we are two equal beings that have decided to build a life together. It would infer upon you equal status to me. Steve, you and I are not equals. We don't belong to each other, but rather, you belong to me."
"You mean, like a possession? Like...a slave?" Steve asked with a hurt tone of voice and facial expression, internally cursing himself for failing to keep his mask intact this time.
"The word 'slave' is such a strong term, but essentially, yes, exactly like a slave." Ayesha deadpanned.
"Okay...so, you're sending me on a mission to liberate slaves from the Kree and yet you yourself are keeping me as a slave? Isn't there a double standard there?" Steve asked with a confused frown.
"Not at all. The Inhumans will be indebted to us and will be obligated to fight for us whenever we need them. The freedom they will have on earth will be real while simultaneous being an illusion. Inhuman kind will be eternally indebted to us, and the prosperity they enjoy on earth will only make them better able to aid us when we come calling. Of course, I will pay New Attilan a visit once every year, as a reminder of their eternal debt, to make sure that they never forget to whom it is that they owe their allegiance." Ayesha said coldly.
'Damn, she has a heart made of stone, yet...why do I love and admire her still? Maybe...maybe it is because of her dedication and focus. She never loses track of her prioreties, and she is obsessively dedicated to her people. Those are good character traits for a leader. I shouldn't judge her, everything she does if for her people. It is selfish of me to want her all to myself.' Steve thought with a heavy heart, but also with great resolve as he too decided to keep his eyes on the ball, for his own sake, for the sake of the human and inhuman slaves, and for Ayesha's sake.
"Fair enough. So tell me, when do I leave?"
"You leave immediately. Akeisha is waiting in the war council room to give you a more thorough mission debrief. From there you will be teleported into the the Kree Warship as I told you earlier, and the rest will be up to you." Ayesha replied neutrally.
"Okay, I'll be on my way then." Steve said as he got up and headed straight for the door.
'Ayesha, I know what I felt last night was real, and I know that you felt it too, I know that you love me. However, if this is how you have decided that things need to be, then I will respect your wishes.' Steve said as he left the room, although, had he turned his head, or went back into the room for some reason, he probably would have lost his resolve to leave as he would have seen Ayesha breaking down and crying.
3 Hours Later: Kree Warship
It got real pretty fast when Steve was teleported into the warship as he was immediately attacked by one of the roaches that he had been debriefed about, having been teleported right in front of it. However, Steve was very quick to dispose of it, smashing it so hard with his shield that it completely shattered the poor thing's skull, the creature dying almost instantly.
From then on, Steve had stealthily manuevred his way around the floor looking for a safe place to hide his costume, shield, and various other equipment, changing into normal clothes so that he could blend in with the inhuman community. He'd also had to inject himself with a custom made metric as he had been told that his mission wouldn't get very far without one. The good thing was that his metric had more than enough credit for him to survive for years in the warship, therefore he wouldn't really have to work for a living like the other people here, giving to him the advantage of choosing jobs based on their likelyhood to move him closer to where he needs to be at various stages of his mission.
In any case, he had made his way to the inhuman population in the highest floor before he saw something that would change the trajectory of his mission exponentially, a Kree soldier pulling a human looking woman by the hair and into what appeared to be a storage room, the woman crying and begging him for mercy, pleading for someone to help her, but her cries falling on deaf ears as there was no one around to hear her. Steve of course, ever the good samaritan, was unable to look away and not do anything about it, no matter how much said action might jeapardise his mission.
'This will probably do more harm than good in the long run, but this can't be helped. I can't compromise when it comes to my intergrity as a man of justice.' Steve thought as he dropped his bag on the floor, walking rapidly at first before breaking into a run as he heard gurgling sounds from behind the door, kicking the door open without hesitation when he reached it, although he did control his strength so as not to break it off of its hinges and send it flying.
What Steve saw when he peered his eyes into the room infuriated him to the core. The Kree soldier, a very tall and muscular man, had his pants down and seemed to have forcefully penetrated the woman's mouth, all the way down to her throat. The sight was sickening, as he could see the bulge of the man's gigantic penis on her throat as the poor woman struggled to breathe. It looked like she was still crying for help, but of course only the sounds of her painful gurgles could be heard. Her eyes were blood red, and a river of tears was free falling down her otherwise tender and beautiful facial features as the man pulled hard on her hair. It was a sight straight out of hell, one that filled Steve's heart with righteous fury.
"What the hell do you think you're looking at, you filthy human? You want some of this huh? I'm not really all that into men, but I could make an exception for a pretty boy like y..gwaaah!" The Kree warrior cried as Steve, in the blink of an eye, flew into the air, spun in mid-air, and put shin to face as he kicked the Kree warrior right between his eyes, so hard that the gigantic man was sent flying into the wall on the left side of the room, hitting the wall head first, which caused his skull to shatter upon impact, his brain bleeding from the inside as he died in just a few seconds from that kick alone.
Steve immediately went after him to check if he was still alive, with every intention to finish him off if he still was. Thankfully, the man was dead, which gave Steve a bit of relief as he wasn't sure how much strength would be needed to kill a Kree warrior. He knew from his research that they were much stronger than humans, with greater durability and healing ability. They were also allegedly smarter too, although Steve wasn't quite convinced about that as, while he would freely admit that they were more technologically advanced than humans, he didn't believe that that alone was the proper way to measure IQ.
'Why am I even thinking about that! More importantly...!' Steve trailed off as he quickly turned his attentions to the girl who just recently had an eleven inch penis forcefully dislodged from her throat.
"Are you okay? I'm so sorry! I didn't think before I acted! I was just so angry I just instinctively reacted!" Steve apologised frantically.
"It's...o-okay. Y-you saved m-my life." The woman managed to say during a painful coughing fit.
"My name is Steve, what's yours?" Steve introduced himself.
"I'm...Tess, p-pleased to m...mmm...meet you." The woman, now identified as Tess, replied, still feeling the effects of having a 10 inch appendage forcefully shoved and then forcefully dislodged from her throat.
It didn't take long for Steve to realise why the Kree warrior was so attracted to her, because she was very beautiful, spotting long, curly dark hair and exotic, dark brown eyes. She also had nicely tanned skin, which was quite confusing to Steve given that she must have spent most of her life in the warship, but then again it could have been that it was just her natural skin colour. She seemed to have a bit of hispanic in both her appearance and accent, probably a mexican or a spanish woman Steve thought, or maybe Puerta Rican. She was wearing slightly baggy clothes, but despite that it was clear that she had a great, womanly but athletic physique.
"So, you just gonna stare at me, or should I be worried about you too?" Tess asked with a raised eyebrow.
"What? No! I mean...no, I would never!" Steve exclaimed defensively.
"Hn, well I guess if you killed a Kree for me you gotta be a genuinely good guy. There's no way you'd have killed him just to score me for yourself, no one is that crazy, no matter how much lust they have." Tess said, Steve quickly helping her to her feet when he saw how much her legs were shaking as she tried to get up.
"Not just a good guy but a gentleman too I see." Tess said, slightly dissapointed when she got no reaction from the blonde haired giant greek god look-alike, her savior's eyes darting all around the room with a focused look in his eyes.
"This place..."
"Is a morgue, and a crematorium. This is where Rundu typically rapes his victims, before killing and cremating them to get rid of the evidence." Tess explained, Steve looking at her with a horrified facial expression, unable to believe that she was speaking about this as if it was some sort of normal daily routine.
"You've been living here all your life and yet you didn't know this? I mean, sure there are some who are ignorant about it, but most people know that this kind of stuff happens." Tess explained, looking at Steve with a look as if she was trying to solve some complicated puzzle.
"Well I'm here now, and I'm going to end all of it. It might take some time, but I promise, I'll liberate you, and everyone else on this warship. In the meantime, you clean up all traces of your dna, we don't want anyone to know that you were here. I'll cremate the Kree soldier and then we'll get the hell out of here." Steve said with so much strength and authority that Tess felt compelled to follow his instructions, like it was something natural, like it was meant to be that way, which said a lot about Steve's charisma considering the fact that Tess wasn't particularly good at letting other people tell her what to do.
"Okay! But I have a lot of questions for you once we get out of here." Tess said with a tone that made it clear that she wasn't going to take no for an answer.
"That's fine. I have a lot more questions for you too." Steve replied as he got to work on getting rid of Rundu's body.
1h30min Later: Warship Corridors
"So let me get this straight, you're a Sovereign sex slave who was teleported into Kassius's warship so that you can liberate inhuman and human slaves, by order of Priestess Ayesha herself?"
"What? No! I'm not a sex slave, I'm an honorary citizen of the Sovereign, and yes, I was teleported here to rescue you. So you should treat me a little better than you have thus far." Steve said, inducing an unlady like snort from Tess at the absurdity of Steve's story.
"Okay, hold on. Are you or are you not fucking the Priestess?" Tess asked bluntly.
"I...what does that have to do with anything? What makes you even think..."
"Oh please! It's written all over your face, and the way you speak about the Priestess, it's obvious that you have a thing for her. Actually, it's obvious that she must have given you some of that pie for you to be that pussy whipped. There's also the fact that the Sovereign are renowned for their policy of never risking the lives of their own in peace keeping or war efforts, but since you're here risking your life away, by the orders of the Golden Priestess herself, then it is clear that you are not really a Sovereign citizen. You're a slave that has to do what his mistress tells him to do, whether that be to lay that pipe on her or to go and die for her in some nasty Kree hellzone." Tess said matter of factly.
"..."
"So...I'm a sex slave?"
"Pssh! Just forget about it. The best thing you can do right now is to focus on survival, and completing your mission if possible. Oh and by the way, what alien species are you?" Tess asked curiously.
"Alien? I'm not an alien, I'm a human." Steve replied.
"Aaah so you're an inhuman. You'll fit right in then."
"I'm not inhuman, I'm a normal human." Steve replied.
"I'm pretty sure you're not." Tess said defiantly.
"Okay, what do you see that makes you think I'm not human?" Steve asked with a raised eyebrow, Tess taking a good, long look at Steve, from top to bottom, starting with his short blonde hair, and then his deep, ocean blue eyes, followed by his perfectly proportionate and handsome facial features, and then his god-like upper body physique, clothed only by a green, soldier style tank top, and then his camaflouge pants and black soldier style combat boots, smirking to herself at the fact that Steve had given her a very good excuse to fully and properly check him out.
"Well, besides the fact that you look like a greek sex god, I'd say it's the fact that you killed one of the strongest Kree in this warship with just one kick to the head. You not only sent him flying like a torpedo, but you literally killed a damn Kree with one kick. You know how hard it is to kill one of those pricks without some kind of powerful weapon?" Tess asked incredulously.
"Yeah, exactly. There's is no way in hell you're a human, and the fact that you're lying about it makes me trust you even less."
"Even less?" Steve asked with a small frown.
"What? You thought I would fall head over hills in love with you just because you saved my life?"
"Well no, but I thought I at least earned a decent amount of trust points." Steve retorted.
"Tell me the truth, and maybe I'll trust you just a little bit. What exactly are you?" Tess asked suspiciously.
"I'm a human, but not a regular one."
"So you are an inhuman?"
"No I'm not. I'm a super soldier." Steve deadpanned, Tess's eyes widening as realisation suddenly dawned on her.
"You mean like Captain America?" Tess asked with wide eyes.
"I mean exactly like Captain America." Steve said with a serious tone and facial expression, his laid back and carefree demeanor vanishing completely as the soldier in him quickly took over, Tess's eyes widening even further than they were already, if that was even possible.
"N-No w-way! Even from up here everyone knows that Captain America died in the second world war. There's no way you're him!" Tess whispered harshly, not wanting to raise her voice as she didn't want anyone overhearing their conversation.
"They never did find my corpse though did they?" Steve asked rhetorically, again, Tess's eyes widening involuntarily at yet another discovery she had made about Steve.
"H-how did you end up in the Sovereign then? You telling me the great Captain America was abducted by aliens?" Tess asked curiously.
"Well, sort of. When I crashed, I was put in a state of suspended animation, basically meaning that I was frozen in an ice berg and I got lost in the icy waters. Around fifty years later I was found by a Sovereign scouting ship, well, actually, it wasn't a regular scouting ship." Steve said cryptically.
"What do you mean?"
"Priestess Ayesha won't outright say it, but when I read between the lines, it seems like that ship was sent out there specifically to look for me." Steve explained.
"Why would the Sovereign be specifically looking for you, fifty years after you disappeared?" Tess asked with a confused frown.
"The Sovereign, like the Kree, take pride in their biogenetic engineering technology. To find out that a primitive life form like the human species of earth had created a marvel like Captain America was something that intrigued them, enough that they wanted to find and study my corpse." Steve explained his reasoning.
"Except they didn't find a corpse but a living person with the body of a greek god. So they did the only logical thing they could do." Tess said with a look of realisation.
"What's that?" Steve asked curiously.
"Turn you into a sex slave of course." Tess said, bursting into laughter when she saw the stupified look on Steve's facial features.
"Oh relax Captain, I'm joking...sort of." Tess giggled, Steve shaking his head in dismay at Tess's antics.
'At least she seems to have gotten over the whole rape ordeal. I'm glad she's doing okay.' Steve thought, although, on the flip side, it did concern him that things were bad enough in this warship that a woman didn't feel like being raped was something that was out of the ordinary, even when it happened to her.
"So, anyway, now that you've had your laughs, why don't you tell me where I can find Blackbolt, better yet, why don't you take me to him.". Steve said with a all business tone and demeanor.
"Wait! There's something you need to know. Things aren't that simple anymore." Tess said hastily.
"How do you mean?" Steve asked curiously.
"Blackbolt isn't exactly King anymore. Maximus started a coup some time soon after the inhumans joined us in the warship." Tess replied.
"Who is this Maximus?" Steve inquired.
"He is a member of the royal family, Blackbolt's younger brother. He doesn't have any powers, Terrigenesis didn't work on him, which is assumed to mean that he didn't inherit the inhuman gene."
"If he didn't inherit the inhuman gene then how did he take over? Why would the inhumans follow someone who isn't an inhuman when they already have an inhuman leader?" Steve asked, perplexed by the intel that he was receiving.
"Maximus can be...persuasive. You see, the truth is, even though Blackbolt was a noble, strong, and benovelent leader, the people were not very happy with him. Humans were treated basically as outcasts in society, as if they were lesser beings, forced to do the grunt work and destined to be on the lower scale of society from the day they were born until the day that they die. So it was easy enough to get the human faction on his side. As for the inhumans, they too were not happy with Blackbolt and the Royal Family, not all of them, but enough of them for Maximus to convince them to join his cause. Some were just power hungry and wanted to get a shot at a second terrigenesis, some were just plain jealous of the royal family, and others, surprisingly, genuinely believe in Maximus as a leader." Tess continued to explain the situation.
"What did you mean by 'second terrigenesis'? Is there actually such a thing?" Steve asked with intrigue.
"Apparently there is, but it was banned by the genetic council. According to them, a second terrigenesis causes madness and any potential powers gained from it are unstable and self destructive. However, Maximus, for obvious reasons, refuses to believe it and wants a second terrigenesis for himself." Tess replied.
"I see. So basically, Maximus is manipulating Blackbolt's people for his own gain?" Steve guessed accurately.
"Basically, that's what I think at least. I actually met Blackbolt once, and his wife Medusa. They are so kind and caring, so humble. There's no way they are as evil as Maximus makes them out to be. I mean I don't know them that well and for all I know they could be super good actors, but I just...my gut feeling tells me otherwise. I felt good and safe around them, and I just get the chills whenever Maximus shows his face, especially when he starts talking." Tess shuddered at the mere thought of the new King.
"Okay, what else can you tell me about Maximus? What's his relationship like with the Kree?"
"Kassius and Maximus get along well. Kassius is in fact researching the possibility of a second terrigenesis, an idea he got from Maximus naturally. It's a mutually beneficial arrangement. Maximus gets to undergo a second terrigenesis and gain inhuman powers, and Kassius gains the ability to make more inhumans to sell into the slave trade and gain wealth."
"I see...and what of Blackbolt? What's his situation?" Steve asked curiously.
"Well, if it were up to Maximus then Blackbolt and the rest of the Royal Family would already be dead, especially since you know every inhuman has inhuman power suppresses inserted into them, which means that no inhuman can use their powers unless Kassius allows it. However, Kassius is not a total idiot. He understands that even if only a few, there are some people who are still loyal to Blackbolt, and then there are those who are with Maximus but that doesn't mean they want the Royal Family killed off. If the royal family were to be killed, Kassius would lose control of the inhuman community. There would be a rebellion. My guess is that he will sell the royal family last, when he has completed whatever his goal is, and he will undoubtedly make the most money out of them." Tess explained thoroughly.
"I see. You know, for someone who isn't originally from Artillan, and isn't an inhuman, you sure know a lot of sensitive information." Steve said with a suspicious tone.
"Information is my trade. That's how I make a living around here. I make it a point to know anything and everything about everyone, and I trade that information for a living. I don't know if you believe in fate or not Captain Rogers, but to me, there is no doubt about it. Our meeting was fated to happen. It can't be a coincidence that the first person you met was me." Tess said confidently.
"I don't think it was a coincidence either. In general I am of the belief that we decide our own fate, however, there are always exceptions to any rule, and this is no different." Steve replied.
"Well I'm glad you feel that way. Make sure my name comes up when they tell tales about how you saved the inhumans from the Kree. I don't want to be left out. Sure, you'll get most of the glory, and deservedly so, but I want some of that shine, okay?" Tess said excitedly.
"Of course. I'll make sure you have your own book about your adventures in the Kree warship." Steve said with a compassionate and sincere smile, Tess unable to help but to feel like she had just been enveloped by a warm and cosy blanket, feeling safe and secure in the presence of this great man, something she hadn't felt since...ever, making her even more determined to help Captain Rogers in any way that she could.
"Okay, well umm...now that we got that out of the way, how about I take you to the true King, okay?"
"Okay, let's go."
20 Minutes Later
"This not good, not good at all." Tess said frantically.
"What's wrong?" Steve asked curiously.
"You see that woman, guarding the circle of tranquility?"
"The circle of what?" Steve asked with a quirked eyebrow.
"The circle of tranquility is that circular domain behind that doorway. You see, on the left side of the circle is a door leading to the fallen king, Blackbolt's headquarters. He lives there with the Royal Family, consisting of his wife, Medusa, and Crystal, who is Medusa's sister. Their cousins also live there, namely, Gorgon, Karnak, and Triton."
"I know all about the Royal Family, more importantly, tell me what significance this circle of tranquility is supposed to have?" Steve asked curiously.
"I was getting to that, just let me explain everything okay. Information has to be distributed in its entirety in order to maximise effect. Trust me on this one, I'm an expert in this field." Tess insisted.
"Okay, continue then." Steve said, forcing himself to calm down, realising that he was being a bit to impatient and hasty in his approach, probably because he was a little rusty from not having gone on a mission for quite a while now.
"On the left side of the the circle is another door, which leads to the usurper's headquarters, Maximus. Living with him are his Royal Guard, consisting of Pulsus, Flora, Locus, Modus, Sakas, and last but not least, that evil she-bitch over there, Auran." Tess explained, anger and hatred slipping into her tone at the mention of that name.
"Okay, so I'm guessing the circle itself is some kind of neutral zone?" Steve asked rhetorically.
"Exactly. No violence and no conflict is allowed inside the circle. Maximus and Blackbolt may not even tough each other inside the circle, nor can Royal Guard and the Royal Family engage each other. You're probably thinking why they've been put in the same place from in the first place right? Well, who knows? For Kassius's amusement perhaps?" Tess said with shrug of the shoulders.
"No I think there's more to it than that. This setup enables them to spy on each other and to see each other's movements at all times. This makes it difficult for either side to catch the other off guard, the result being an indefinite stalemate." Steve explained.
"..."
"What?" Steve asked when he realised that Tess not only hadn't said a word in response but was staring at him as if she had just seen him for the first time.
"N-nothing, it's just, that...that was a brilliant analysis. I could totally see Kassius doing something like that, and the way you quickly came to that conclusion, as if you yourself planned the whole thing. That's just...amazing, you truly live up to your reputation...s-sir." Tess said in awe.
"Sir?" Steve asked with an amused smile.
"S-shut up! T-that just...it jus slipped out." Tess mumbled, unable to maintain eye contact anymore as she tried to look anywhere else but at those beautiful, ocean blue orbs.
"Hmmm...okay, well, anyway, tell me about their powers. Start with Maximus and the Royal Guard." Steve demanded.
"Maximus has no powers of course, his terragenesis was a failure, turned him into a human. They say terragenesis reveals the true form of an inhuman, and if that is the case, then his true form is human. Sakas spits acid out of his mouth, Flora controls and creates trees and plants, Locus makes a funny sound that somehow enables her to sense and track down people from ridiculous distances. Pulsus has the ability to release some kind of electro magnetic pulse from his hands, and that bitch Auran is basically immortal. She regenerates even damage to the heart and no matter what extent of damage she receives. I think the only way to kill her is to completely vaporize her brain or something, although even then I'm not really sure if she would die. She's also quite ridiculously strong and fast, but I think that's more a side effect of her powers rather than it being her special power, I think she utilised her ridiculously quick recovery and healing to take her training to a level far beyond human capabilities." Tess explained in detail.
"Do you think she's a strong as me?" Steve asked warily.
"No, no way. You obliterated a Kree soldier with one kick. Auran is strong but not that strong. I'd say she has strength on par with the standard Kree soldier, or maybe just a little above." Tess replied.
"Okay, but earlier you said that all the inhumans had inhuman power suppressers right?"
"Well, most of them. Auran is an exception to that rule. Her powers are deemed not dangerous in the sense that she can still be contained and subdued with relative ease by the soldiers and they can't be used to potentially cause critical damage to the ship or to spy on the Kree. So, she has her powers intact. She's always at full strength." Tess explained.
"Okay, now tell me the powers of the Royal Guard. I already know about Medusa and Blackbolt's powers, the Sovereign had detailed files about those two, but I know nothing about the others."
"Okay, well Crystal has the ability to create and control the elements. Wind, fire, water, lightning, and who knows, maybe even earth. She's super talented. Gorgon is basically a goatman, he has hooves for feet and when he stomps on the ground, well, he can basically re-shape the landscape. I'm guessing he kicks pretty hard too. He also has an insane amount of physical strength and durability. Triton is a water based inhuman, his skin colour is green, and he has a fin on his head and his back. He's also super strong and super fast, a very skilled and slippery warrior. He likes to use swords too in battle and, in the water, well, just don't fight him in the water."
"Okay, noted, but what about this Karnak guy?" Steve asked curiously, wondering why Tess had left him out of her intel distribution.
"That guy...he just...he gives me the creeps." Tess said with trepidition.
"What? Is he some kind of monster?" Steve asked warily.
"No, well, not in the way that you think. He looks like any other human being, except, well, I'm sure you'll understand if you have just one conversation with him." Tess said with a far off look, as if she was trapped in a horrible nightmare or something.
"Okay, so what's his power?" Steve demanded impatiently.
"I'm not sure. At first I thought he could see the future but that's impossible. If he could see the future then he would have foreseen Maximus's coup and stopped it before it happened. He also would have seen the Kree invasion coming. The fact that he was unable to predict any of that proves that he can't exactly see the future. So, my guess is that his power is the ability to see the stress points, fracture planes, and weaknesses in all persons and objects around him. He also has the ability to instantaneously calculate possibility and probability. These abilities, they make him a very formidable foe, even for someone several times as strong as he is. He can find the weaknesses in his opponents and exploit them with devastating precision. Unfortunately, they also make him a complete jerk." Tess said spitefully.
"I'm guessing you two have a history."
"What! No! O-of course n-not!" Tess stuttered unconvincingly.
"Yeah...sure, okay. Anyway, are there any laws prohibiting us for visiting the fallen King?" Steve inquired.
"Officially no, however, with Auran watching the doorway into the circle of tranquility, it's going to be difficult to get in. Also, even if we were to get in, Auran, and by extention, Maximus, will make sure that our lives are as miserable as possible outside of the circle. It's the price we'll have to pay."
"I see, so that's how they deter people from supporting Blackbolt huh? Interesting." Steve thought contemplatively.
"What are you thinking?" Tess asked.
"I'm thinking about having a word with Auran. You should probably wait here, or you can go. Don't worry, I'll find you when I need you."
"What? Hell no! I'm not letting you go there alone. And how the hell are you going to find me? You don't know where I sleep, and you don't know anyone here but me!" Tess said hysterically.
"All the more reason for you to leave. If I rely on you for everything, then I'll never get to know anyone else here, and you'll quickly become a target. It's important that nobody realise how important your role is in all of this. You have to understand, things will get a lot worse before they get better. That's how this works, trust me, I'm an expert in this field." Steve said the same words that Tess said to her earlier.
"O-okay but..."
"Here, take this bag with you. It has all of my stuff. Consider it as a symbol of my promise to find you again." Steve said as he handed the bag over to her, not giving Tess a chance to protest his decision as he prepared himself to make his move.
"Okay fine! Just...don't die, okay." Tess pleaded desperately, ironically looking more sad and vulnerable now than she did when she had almost been raped by Rundu.
"I promise I won't." Steve replied, smiling back at Tess with so much sincerity in his eyes that Tess couldn't help but to believe totally in his words, his smile having such a calming effect on her.
"Okay, see you later cap." Tess smiled back as she turned to leave, before stopping upruptly.
"Oh...almost forgot. I have some pictures of the Royal Family and the Royal Guard, and of course the false King too. You should probably take a look at them. It's going to be kind of weird if you don't know who most of them are, considering that everyone knows who they are." Tess said as she fiddled with her utility bag, frantically looking for her mini photo album.
Ten Minutes Later:
"Don't, for one second, think that I'll go easy on you just because you're a pretty boy." Auran said when she saw Steve aproaching.
'Damn, she's actually leading with that? Now I see where Tess was coming from.' Steve thought with a little bit of amusement.
"Auran, captain of the Royal Guard. I request passage. I have some urgent business with the Royal Family. It concerns the survival and future of the inhuman race." Steve deadpanned.
"Pshhht! The future of the inhuman race?" Auran snorted, clearly not buying any of that crazy talk this tall, blonde, blue eyed, handsome man was spewing.
'Those muscles, that face, he is quite a specimen. Too bad there's nothing between the ears.' Auran thought with a mental shake of the head.
"Here, take a look at th..." Steve trailed off as Auran quickly grabbed hold of his right arm.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Auran asked with a threatening undertone, her eyes however quickly widening in surprise when she realised that nothing was happening to the arm that was supposed to have been completely shattered under the strength of her superhuman grip.
"W-what are you?" Auran asked with a confused tone, quickly realising that this guy was not a normal human being like she initially thought, and yet...
"Why don't you have an inhuman power suppressor?" Auran inquired, eyes narrowed in suspicion at the blonde haired interloper.
"Because I'm not an inhuman, I'm a human, a super soldier to be more precise, you might have heard of me, on planet earth they called me Captain America." Steve dropped a bomb right then and there.
"N-no way...!"
"You know it's true. That grip you have on me is strong enough to crush the bones of a normal human being, even one as big as I am. If you've seen images or footage of me, then you recognise me as Captain America. Also, you know that I'm supposed to have died over sixty years ago, but you also know that my corpse was never found even after all those years of searching. I'm going to stop right there because we really don't have all the time in the world, you're an intelligent woman, Maximus wouldn't have chosen you as his right hand if you weren't. Make a decision now, cause a seen and ruin everything for all of inhumanity, or follow my lead and help me save the inhuman race." Steve said with an even tone, giving Auran a very big decision to make in the most ridiculously short of timeframes.
"Y-you can't be serious..."
"Kick me." Steve said out of the blue.
"What?"
"I'm going to touch your breasts and in retaliation, you'll kick me in the chest and send me flying. You'll then follow me, under the pretense that you'll be putting a beating on me, and that's when I'll slip something into your pocket."
"What! What will you slip in my pocket?" Auran whispered harshly.
"It's a digital notepad, very easy use. It contains a map of this entire ship, and also the location of each and every bomb that Kassius has placed in the warship."
"Bombs? What bombs!" Auran said frantically.
"Kassius's fail safe, in case the inhumans decide to revolt against his oppressive regime. His plan is to blow everyone up, but there's more to it than that."
"What do you mean?" Auran asked fearfully, so scared that even the bear trap tight grip she had on Steve's arm loosened considerably.
"It's not just a fail safe, the bombs, it's more than that. He intends to blow everyone up when he's done selling inhumans for profit."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Maximus didn't tell you huh? The inhumans who master their powers are not being sent back to earth, they're being sold into slavery to other alien races. Kassius wants to buy back his way into his father's good graces, a rather poorly inspired villain story really. A smarter move would have been to use the inhumans for his own army instead of selling and then destroying them. But then I suppose..."
"Wait! Just...just shut up for a moment." Auran said, overwhelmed by the sudden overload of information.
"..."
"Are you not only saying that everything you just said is true, but also that Maximus is in on it? What the hell does he stand to gain from all of this?"
"Power. Maximus wants to become an inhuman. His terrigenesis turned him into a human, meaning that even a second terrigenesis, which is forbidden, wouldn't help his condition whatsoever. Now, inhumans are originally the result of Kree genetic enhancement experiments on the human race. Part of the experiment involved the Kree trying to fuse their dna into the human gen..."
"Get...to...the damn...point!" Auran ground out impatiently.
"Okay, think back to the past, Auran, and link it to the present. Attilan barriers, designed to withstand more than full strength blasts from the strongest weapon in Attilan, failed. Why? Because they were shot at by a mid level warship? Tell me, in your time here, have you seen or heard of a weapon stronger than Blackbolt?"
"Are you implying that the fall of the barriers was an inside job?" Auran asked incredulously.
"The shoe fits, Auran, you know this. I've scanned this entire warship, there is no weapon stronger than Blackbolts voice in this warship, there is nothing even approaching that level of power. Someone disabled the barrier, which means that someone sent the signal to this Kree warship in the first place, otherwise how did they find Attilan in the first place? Someone wanted the Kree in Attilan, or waned to be inside this warship. This person knew that the Kree had the technology and dna to turn him into an inhuman so that he can undergo terrigenesis again. This person, started a coup almost as soon as the inhumans inhabited the warship and earned Kassius's favor and friendship in the process. This person, Auran, is the man you so blindly follow." Steve explained in detail.
"N-no! It can't be!" Auran whispered, a combination of emotions appearing on her beautiful facial features, dispair, anger, hatred, self loathing, and embarassment being at the forefront of those emotions.
"There's no time for self pity, Auran, you have to get over your anger, your hatred, your doubts, and your self pity. There's too much work to do, and please, don't confront Maximus. I know people like him, no matter how much you think he cares about you, it's not enough to stop him from killing you if he thinks you'll turn against him. Remember, this is the person who conspired against his own brother and tried to kill his entire family, including said brother." Steve said matter of factly.
"Okay okay! I get it! I...I know you're definitely Captain America, the resemblance is too uncanny, and you clearly have superhuman durability and strength. Everything you've said makes perfect sense, but...why should I trust you? How do I know you're not just using the situation for your own gain, just like Maximus?"
"Because I was Captain America, you know what I stand for."
"Was...?" Auran asked suspiciously.
"I go by a different title now, I'm Captain Universe, protector of the Galaxy, protector of the Universe." Steve said, smirking with a little bit of arrogance when he saw the shocked look on Auran's face.
"You've had that look a lot in the brief period of time we've known each other, you should brace yourself Auran, there are many more surprises to come. You'll have to steel your resolve for what's to come. In my experience, things get far worse before they get better, but when they do get better, the feeling of victory, success, and liberation, it's indescribable." Steve said passionately.
"Okay, just one question. This thing that you're planning to hand to me, what's in it?"
"Like I said earlier, schematics of the entire warship, including the locations of..."
"The bombs! Yes I get that, but what else is in there?" Auran asked impatiently.
"Schematics of the bombs and detailed instructions for disabling them without alerting Kassius. There are also schematics for the inhuman power supressors and also detailed instructions for how to discretely disable them. Those however are secrets you'll have to keep to yourself for now. Just focus on disabling all of the bombs and be ready to disable the inhuman suppressors when the time comes to take down Maximus and Kassius." Steve said confidently.
"Take down Maximus?" Auran said hesitantly.
"Look, we've been talking for too long, Gorgon and Triton are watching, so are Flora and Locus."
"Don't worry about Flora and Locus, I can handle them. They...they trust me, and I trust them, we're...we're friends, and we made a promise to each other."Auran said nostalgically.
"I see. Well, anyway, you'll have more than enough time to decide whether you're on Maximus's side or not. Just remember, most of what you know about Blackbolt and the Royals is propaganda that Maximus preached to you to further his own agenda. They're not as bad as you think, and part of my mission is to convince them to be better, and of course, I'll vouch for you and your friends Locus and Flora to be given a second chance in New Attilan."
"New Attilan?"
"No more questions Auran!" Steve said as he wrapped his left hand around Auran and smacked her ass hard, digging his fingers deep into her soft and plump rear.
Auran was unable to help herself, completely shocked by Steve's sudden act of perversion as she reacted instinctively, pushing herself off of him before, in the blink of an eye, delivering the hardest spinning back kick she could master, directly into Steve's chest, which sent him flying away, just like he intended.
'Nice kick Auran, well played' Steve thought as he crash landed some distance deep into the passage, away from the prying eyes of the Royal Guard and the Royal Family.
When Steve got up, he expected that Auran and he would simulate a real fight that would end with him putting the notepad into her pocket and with him being sent flying into the circle of tranquility, where she would no longer be allowed to even touch him, much less hurt him. However, much to his surprise, she attacked him for real, with real intentions to hurt him, to hurt him badly.
'Maybe going for her butt cheeks was a little too much.' Steve thought as he deflected and evaded her attacks.
He couldn't help but to admit it, she was quite the fighter, skilled, strong, fast, agile, and intelligent. Even in her rage filled state her technique was flawless, absent of any blatant flaws or mistakes, however, she wasn't quite at his level, as proven when Steve was able to slip the information pad into her pocket and direct the fight to such an extent that his back was facing the doorway to the circle before he made a 'mistake', a 'mistake' which allowed Auran to kick him straight into the circle. Auran was supposed to stop her assualt at this point, not only because it was the plan that she and Steve had agreed on, but also because she was legally prohibited from committing acts of violence in this area, but she didn't stop, she couldn't, because all of restraint had gone flying out the window when Steve violated her, Auran grabbing and pulling him by the scruff of the neck as she prepared to pound him into submission.
"You'll pay for this you depraved son of a...!"
"Hey!" Auran heard a rough, musculine voice calling out to her, a voice she recognised all too well as the voice of her former captain, Gorgon.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? This is a neutral zone, you know that better than anyone!" Another voice called out, this one easily recognisable as Triton's voice. The voices were getting closer, and Auran, even through her rage filled haze was able to realise the gravity of the situation. She was at the risk of causing an incident, and it made it worse that there was aggression in their steps as Gorgon and Triton came running towards her, giving her the impression that they would attack first and ask questions later, which was ironic, considering the fact that they were the ones always preaching about this place being a neutral zone.
Nevertheless, that was enough for Auran to snap out of it, releasing her hold on Steve and putting her hands up in the air, a passive and non violent gesture that she hoped would dissuade Gorgon and Triton from attacking her, and it did, the duo calming down considerably as they arrived at the scene, but not completely.
"Just what the hell do you think...?"
"Don't play dumb Gorgon! I know you saw what he did to me!" Auran snapped, cutting Gorgon off before he could finish asking his question.
"That still doesn't give you the right to use force in the neutral zone." Triton said sternly.
"Yes, you're right, but surely you can understand how I could lose track of my surroundings in my current mental state. Sexual abuse is not something you should take lightly..."
"We don't take it lightly. However, you're not an ordinary civilian, you're an elite soldier, a Royal Guard, trained by Gorgon himself. You should have a better handle of your emotions, and as for this guy, you could always punish him later, it's not like he can stay in the circle forever." Triton interjected.
"Fine, it won't happen again, trust me!" Auran said with exasperation.
"Why the hell would I trust a traitor?" Gorgon asked snidely.
"Hey hey! I thought this was a conflict free zone? Verbal conflict is still conflict you know." Steve said as he finally got up on his feet, staring curiously at Gorgon's feet and Triton's facial features.
'No hooves, and no green skeen, scales, or fins. So, the power suppressors are strong enough to cause even supposedly permanent physical changes to recede, impressive.' Steve thought analytically.
"What's going on here? Do you need our help captain?" Flora and Locus asked respectively, the two having ran to the centre of the circle as soon as they saw that their captain was surrounded by the dangerous duo of Gorgon and Triton, and a stranger that didn't look like no slouch himself.
"It's okay Flora, Locus. They can't do anything to me, this is the neutral zone remember." Auran said reassuringly.
"Ar...are you sure?" Locus asked skeptically.
"It looked like they were about to gangbang... I mean, to gang up on you." Flora stuttered, blushing in embarassment when Auran stared at her like she was some kind of creep, Auran rolling her eyes as she wondered what the hell was going on in her friend's mind.
"Get your head out of the gutter, Flora. Nothing of the sort is happening here, I don't even know how the hell you came up with that crazy idea."
"Forgive me captain, it was a slip of the tongue."
"Yeah right." Locus muttered, laughing at her friend's expense.
"What did you say?" Flora asked with superficial anger in her tone and facial expression.
"Enough! Go back to your posts. We'll talk about this later, when we're off duty. We have a job to do, and we must stay focused on the task, no matter how mundane it is." Auran said as she turned and walked back to her post watching the entrance to the circle, Flora and Locus looking at each other questioningly as they wondered why their captain was acting so strange, shrugging their shoulders as they too returned to their posts as per their captain's orders, leaving Steve, Gorgon and Triton behind.
"So, who the hell are you again?" Gorgon asked with a raised eyebrow.
"And what the hell are you doing here?" Triton asked rudely.
"I'm Steve Rogers, otherwise known as Captain America, and I'm here to save the inhuman race."
End of Chapter
Just an experimental story. I recently watched all 3 Captain America movies, both the Guardians of The Galaxies, all three Thor Movies, and Marvel's Inhumans tv series. From watching those I was inspired to write this. So let's see where that takes us.
I'm not sure if Steve will have a main pairing or not, or if he will have a harem, but the possibilities are Priestess Ayesha, Auran, Tess, Crystal, Nebula, and Sinara.
Anyway thanks for reading, hope the first chapter was semi decent at least.