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The Progeny
Chapter 9
The Two Shall Be One
"What is happening?" A frightened Sabean shouts.
The room rumbles and shakes. Eli and Gerry protectively grab hold of Maya and Sabean. At first, they think it is an earthquake. Seismic activity has been on the rise due to the sun's entry into stellar decline. Then suddenly the shaking ceases and blinding beams of light appear out of nowhere and race around the room as if searching for something. The probing lights quickly find their intended targets, Fitz and Olivia.
The alien entities enter the room and hover above Fitz and Olivia. "It is time to unite with your mate Fitzgerald. You must save Olivia. You must leave this place now or she will most assuredly die." Only Fitz can hear the aliens as they are communicating with him telepathically. Eli and Maya watch Fitz vigorously nod his head in acknowledgment of what appears to be some sort private conversation. The intensity of the light beaming down on Fitz and Olivia begins to obscure Eli and Maya's view of Fitz and Olivia even though they are sitting right next to them.
Fitz stands with Olivia in his arms. He whispers to her, telling her to hold on and to not leave him alone. She wanders in and out of consciousness breathlessly murmuring repeatedly; "make love to me my beloved, make love to me. No…mo—ore…time. No…mo-ore…time." He hurriedly walks toward the front door, his only thoughts are of saving Olivia. He doesn't hear the confused shouts and pleas of their parents who are immobilized and blinded by the energy glow from the aliens.
"Fitz, Olivia are you both alright?" Eli calls out anxiously. He extends his hand fully expecting to make contact with Olivia's a body but is instead greeted with empty airspace.
Once Fitz and Olivia are out the door, the aliens immediately teleport the chosen couple to the isolated uninhabited side of the Bresdan Mountain range. The coupling site is a small clearing hidden among giant primeval Essentia trees. In the center of the clearing is a simple bedroll flanked by small light panels and a small tree stump serving as a table. On top of the table is cup filled with a brown liquid and a plate with what looks like a few herbs and couple of seeds. Fitz lays Olivia on the bedroll. He kisses her gently on the lips as he undresses her.
"Stay with me Livvie. Hold on my beloved." Fitz is worried but focused. He trusts, because has no other choice but to, that this alien bonding ritual will save Olivia.
The bioluminescent light emitted by the aliens begins to change color from a soft white to a translucent sky blue mottled with ricocheting crystal-like specks of charged particles. The flickering of the charged particles increases as more and more of Fitz and Olivia's nakedness is exposed. Anticipating the couple's imminent hymeneal joining the aliens glide to a stationary position several meters directly above Fitz and Olivia. The three extraterrestrials join head to head forming a "Y". Their energy patterns elongate and descend slowly forming something that resembles a curved frame. When their elongated beams of energy touch the ground, the beams spread out to form a translucent energy dome that surrounds Fitz and Olivia.
After they are both completely naked, Fitz sits on his knees with Olivia propped against his bare chest. The aliens feed his mind instructions and he nods his head to confirm he comprehends.
"Your direct descendants and the descendants of those you will eventually bestow the gifts given to you, from this day forward will be known as "the progeny". They will undergo this ritual for as long as your people occupy our solar system. These seemingly simple offerings set before you are anything but simple. Their chemical composition is essential to determining what powers you and the progeny will possess. Honor us by partaking of these indigenous elements and begin the process of assimilation."
Fitz takes the plate off the stump and lays it to his left side. He picks up the seeds from the plate and puts one in Olivia's mouth the other in his. "Livvie, I need you to chew my love. It will make you feel better." Fitz has no idea how the seeds will reenergize Olivia but he knows with certitude the key to saving his mate rests with the elements on the tree stump. Olivia, her eyes still closed, chews the seed. After she swallows the masticated seed, her eyes pop open and a smile sweeps across her face. Fitz kisses her again, this time on the forehead. "Better my love?" Olivia nods in the affirmative and sits up. Next Fitz places the herbs from the plate in the cup filled with the brown liquid. When the herbs are added to the liquid it turns the color of red wine. He stirs the liquid with the herbs until the herbs completely dissolve. He hands the cup to Olivia to drink. She sips half of the potent brew and hands the rest over to Fitz to drink. He gulps remaining liquid down in two sips and drops the cup.
Suddenly, Fitz and Olivia's hands are all over one another. The floodgates of their pent-up passion burst open and they are overcome by an insatiable desire to touch and explore each other's body. The invisible restraint that kept their libidos in check is a long forgotten memory at this point. Olivia rubs Fitz's chest. Fitz caresses Olivia's back and arms. Their tongues delight in the taste of oral pleasure. Fitz lays Olivia down on the bedroll, his hands cup and knead her breasts. Olivia alternates between running her fingers through Fitz's hair and squeezing his buttocks. Fitz climbs on top of Olivia readying himself to enter her luscious channel. He licks the stiffened nipples of her breasts causing Olivia to arch her back and press his head more firmly against her perky mounds.
"Take them Fitz, take me", she moans. The combination of her sultry voice and her moaning sends Fitz into a sexual frenzy. He latches on to her breasts like a newborn and suckles as if starving. Olivia grabs his face and looks into his eyes; her beckoning gaze penetrates to his soul. He is hers. She owns him. "Make us one beloved, make us one", she pants. Fitz lays one more passionate kiss on his mate then slowly inserts his manhood into her expectant folds. Olivia wraps her legs around his hard muscular thighs just below his buttocks. His initial thrusts are slow adjusting moves in search of the right rhythm and pace. Eventually the lovers find a sensuous tempo that satisfies their voracious desire. Plunge for plunge, touch for touch, stroke for stroke and tongue for tongue, Fitz and Olivia rollick in unspeakable ecstasy through their carnal connection. Olivia yelps, sighs and purrs. Fitz hums, moans, and grunts. The energy dome fills with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, impassioned moans of pleasure and whispered endearments.
Without warning, the trapped energy within Olivia's body escapes to invade Fitz's body. Immediately, the speed of his thrusts increase, his need to go deeper intensifies and the drive to connect with Olivia on a higher level becomes more urgent. Their eyes turn completely white. Something is happening to them and they both feel the subtle encroaching effects of the change. Fitz feels an unbelievable sense of power well up within him. The deposited energy gives Fitz telekinetic abilities. His uncontrolled passion for Olivia manifests in the physical by causing the ground to shake, huge rocks to levitate and giant Essentia trees to split in two. Olivia's thirst for Fitz is equally as powerful. Her power evinces in the form of a tempest. The weather on the mountain turns stormy. Thunder and lightning bolts discharge into the atmosphere. The roaring crash of pealing thunder mixes with the loud thud of falling trees.
The energy output from Fitz and Olivia is incredible. Planetary satellites monitoring the planet and outer space move to intercept the source of the anomalous energy disturbance. Fitz senses the approaching exosphere sentinels, but he never breaks his thrusting rhythm, and uses his mind to push the devices into a higher orbit away from the mountain while Olivia uses her power to scramble the satellite signals.
"They are indeed powerful. We have chosen well." The aliens communicate silently to one another.
The charged particles surrounding the copulating couple collide with the speed of exploding stars. Fitz and Olivia are beginning the transition from Hadarian to Progenitors. Their joined bodies begin to ascend above the bedroll. The energy released from Olivia's body and the charged particles from the dome envelope the mating couple in a synergistic cocoon of neurobioelectric energy. Their bodies morph into one bioluminescent being. They think as one, they breathe as one; there is no division, no separation of the mind, body or soul. Fitz and Olivia are experiencing the ultimate in intimacy. The essence of their individuality is combining to create a complementary hybrid consciousness that will exist in both their bodies upon separation. Prospectively neither can exist without the other. Fitz and Olivia are bond mates in every sense. Nothing in the corporeal realm will ever bring them this level of closeness. Their every memory, thought and emotion belongs to the other. They exist in a state where there are no secrets, only communion, shared knowledge, purpose and love.
Winds buffet the mountainside. Clapping thunder, lightning and charged particles continue to shoot from the coupling site skyward in a maelstrom neurobioelectric release.
"You are now Mahal and Fahal, the mother and the father. You are the Progenitors," the aliens proclaim. With the assimilation complete, the aliens break formation, the energy doom retracts and the aliens depart from Fitz and Olivia at the speed of light.
Fitz and Olivia fall from their aerial union onto the bedroll unconscious and back in their corporeal bodies. Their bodies intertwined, neither is breathing. Moments later, they both begin to inhale deeply and gasp for air almost as if they were coming up for oxygen after being submerged in water. They remain unconscious and locked in a sensuous union. The transformation process was exhausting and they need to rest. They need time to adjust to their new bodies. In the coming hours these evolutionary forerunners of Hadar will again come to together to make love but it will be as the Progenitors not just as Fitz and Olivia.
"Fitz, Olivia, where are you", Maya screams? As soon as the blinding light disappears, Maya and Eli find themselves alone on the floor. Fitz and Olivia have vanished. The parents are nearly hysterically with fear and concern. Sabean and Gerry run through the family domicile checking every room. Eli and Maya search the deck and portico. No sign of Fitz or Olivia is found.
"They're not here", Gerry yells his voice filled with worry. "Where can they be," Sabean cries. "Why would they leave not tell us?" Maya adds. "Something has happened to them. Olivia was in no condition to travel," Eli says with dread. For a second Gerry thinks this may have something to do with his agreement, but quickly dismisses the thought.
"We need to contact the authorities and launch an investigation. Our offspring would never do anything to cause us to worry."
"I concur Eli, let's use the viscom and alert the authorities," Sabean replies.
The parents move troop style to the viscom. They are within one-step of the communication device when the room begins to shake again and the whirling wind sound returns. The foursome think they too are about to disappear, then everything goes black.
The soft light from the twin Hadarian moons shines down on Fitz and Olivia's spooning naked bodies. A gentle wind from the crisp evening air blows across the coupling site stirring the newly consummated lovers to consciousness. Fitz kisses Olivia's shoulder and inhales the intoxicating floral scent of her silken hair. He lays their joined hands across Olivia's stomach as he plants a trail of moist kisses from her shoulder to that special place below her ear. Their warm breaths produce little mist clouds in the cold mountain air. At first, no words are spoken; none are necessary because they can hear each other's thoughts.
"This is amazing. I can hear your thoughts as clearly as if you were speaking to me," Olivia announces breaking the silence.
"It is amazing and disconcerting at the same time. If we are constantly in each other's mind it will make functioning and interacting with others rather difficult."
"I'm certain this power is only available when we're alone or need to communicate something private or important."
"I suppose we will find out tomorrow when return to the Turret."
"Our bonding is registered in the Great Archive. The protocol archivists will notify the Exodus team of our status. No one will be expecting us for the next two days," Olivia reminds him.
"What do we say to our parents? They must be worried."
"I sense no worry in them. In fact, I sense no concern whatsoever in them." Fitz responds after a vision of their parents retiring for the night pops into his mind. "The benefactors must have done something to them."
Olivia seeing the same vision agrees. "It appears so."
"Olivia are you cold?"
"No, why do you ask?"
"Because we're on top of a mountain, naked, with no visible means of warmth, yet we are perfectly comfortable."
"Do you think our new bodies are impervious to the effects of temperature?"
"No, but I think our bodies are now suited for the climate of the new homeworld and not Hadar."
Fitz lets go of embracing Olivia and stands up. He offers her his hand and helps her to stand up. They kiss, lovingly wrapping their arms around each other. The kiss is passionate, lingering and unrushed until Olivia breaks away abruptly.
"Do you see it," Olivia asks?
"Yes, I see it. The Wayward are coming?"
"Mellie and Gerry knew they were coming."
"Yes, I sense that too."
"This was part of the reason Gerry wanted you to bond with Mellie. I'm certain", Olivia says, her tone somewhat annoyed.
"I agree."
"The Wayward cannot be counted among the chosen."
"I understand. The streak of defiance and domination still runs deep within their veins. They must be confined or they will destroy the natural order of things."
"We cannot fail Fitz; too much is at stake."
"Beloved, we will not fail. Now take my hand."
"Where are we going? To my seasonal retreat on the other side of the mountain."
"What of the Wayward threat?"
"Olivia, Gerry and Mellie will not broach the subject of the Wayward without us being present. We have two days to make love uninterrupted with reckless abandon and to practice our new powers. Do you really want to waste time thinking about the Wayward?" Fitz asks raising his eyebrows up and down with a sly smirk.
"I suppose not." She sings, running her finger along Fitz's jawline. "Fitz!"
"What? He looks in her eyes grinning.
"I see what you are thinking. I don't even think those positions are possible."
"Oh trust me Livvie, they are possible." He pulls her flush against his body and pecks her on the lips and instantly they vanish.
A/N – hope you enjoyed this installment. I guess Fitz and Olivia were really jones'n for one another; splitting trees, shooting lightning bolts and such, LOL. I wonder what other powers they possess.
Mellie and Gerry in cahoots. It figures. No wonder he was so concerned about her.
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I went to Maroon 5 Friday- awesome! They started the show with Animals and I thought about the Scent of His Woman. Apparently, my muses only stuck around for that song because I think my next update will be Desert Princess.
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