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Vermogrok the Voracious sprawled in the command throne on the bridge of the Kusa Cruiser. He stretched his four muscular arms contentedly before hunching forward to stare at the sector map in front of him, watching the cluster of signals move slowly across the Gomeisa system. His underling, Lieutenant Drikog stomped up beside the throne, grinding his teeth with annoyance.
"It's been nearly a week since I last feasted!" Drikog grumbled. "When are we going to get some more action?"
Vermogrok's stomach rumbled as he remembered the mouth watering taste of the delicious Grey flesh. He and his fellow Kusa had been taking full advantage of the unending buffet of pathetically weak aliens and he congratulated himself on his cunning for joining up with Overlord Okug on this most rewarding of raids.
"Remember how we boarded that last freighter and devoured every last crew member?" Drikog grinned toothily and starting to drool at the memory. "These Greys are only small, but after we hunted them all down, there were plenty to fill our bellies!"
"Patience Drikog, we will feast again soon!" Vermogrok replied, masking his own irritation at having to wait around on Overlord Okug's orders. "I have found us a new banquet!"
"Your pod brothers must be so envious of you!" Drikog said to Vemogrok admiringly.
"They would be, if I hadn't eaten them all!" Vermogrok said, then threw his hammer shaped head back and barked a burbling laugh, his tooth filled maw snapping up and down with glee.
Turning his attention back to the signals, more details about the convoy were starting to appear, as the sensor probes they had embedded in asteroids around the sector gathered more data. It looked like some Suna Freighters and passenger liners according to their transponders.
"Behold Drikog! That convoy has passenger liners!" Vermogrok exclaimed, his bulging eyes gleaming with excitement as he began to drool.
"We will gorge ourselves until we burst!" Drikog chortled. "You have done it again mighty one!"
"Set a course for Gomeisa!" Vermogrok bellowed at his helmsman.
"Yeah Warboss!" the helmsman replied with a toothy grin.
"Overlord Okug is calling us." his first mate grunted.
"Put him through..." Vermogrok snarled with irritation.
The grizzly face of the massive Overlord filled the viewscreen.
"Vermogrok!" the huge Kusa shouted. "What are you doing?"
"We've picked up a convoy and it's well past feeding time!" Vermogrok replied, his long tongue licking his fangs in anticipation.
"We still haven't heard back from Giruk or Ookur!" the Overlord yelled. "I won't risk losing any more ships!"
Vermogrok chortled to himself quietly. "Those two were always spineless, pathetic worms! We're better off without them!" he said to Okug, gloating at their disappearance.
"There's only two ships left with the new armour!" Okug roared. "I won't risk losing any more!"
"The Greys are helpless against us!" Vermogrok countered. "There's no danger to be found in a tasty little convoy!"
Ever since the Dark One had given them the tech and the materials for their new armour, Vermogrok's ship was invincible!
"No! Until we find out what happened to Giruk and Ookur, I want you around in case I need support!" Okug bellowed.
"Maybe Overlord Okug is getting old and tired?" Vermogrok wondered inwardly. He had personally seen the massive Warleader tear apart and devour 5 of his supposed 16 challengers and it hadn't been pretty, but getting too cautious like this usually meant ending up in the maw of a bold challenger. "A bold young Kusa like me!" Vermogrok thought, before he looked up at the viewscreen to watch Overlord Okug brooding malevolently.
"My minions are getting hungry!" Vermogrok snarled brazenly. "This is the first fat target we've seen in days! By custom you can't deny us this prey!" he added slyly.
Okug stared at him for a moment, his face twisted up into a hideous grimace.
"Take Zarog with you!" the Overlord bellowed, then cut off the comm channel abruptly.
Vermogrok threw his head back and howled in rage.
"Zarog!" he snarled, chewing the word over in his mouth. The thought of having to share all those tasty Greys with his hated rival was absolutely galling. "I didn't spend 5 years in the fighting pits to share my prey with the likes of that maggot!" Vermogrok growled to Drikog in irritation.
"Mistakes can always happen on a hunt. Who knows what tragic accident might befall Zarog?" Drikog rasped quietly, his bulging black eyes lighting up with malicious glee.
"Ah, Drikog! I love how your twisted little mind works!" Vermogrok guffawed with delight. "It's no wonder I haven't eaten you yet!"
Drikog chuckled to himself, relishing his own deviousness.
"Get us to Gomeisa!" Vermogrok roared at his helmsman. "And we better get there before Zarog, or I'll start my feast with you!"
The Kusa bridge crew surged into motion, their four arms moving over the controls and turning the huge cruiser on an intercept course. The FTL drive powered up and the Cruiser lurched drunkenly into hyperwarp. They were only a few parsecs away from Gomeisa, so Vermogrok only had to bellow and swear for about ten minutes before they finally entered the system and exited hyperwarp.
Vermogrok stared at the tactical map, his bulging black eyes looking hungrily for the hapless Suna ships he intended to plunder. His eyes tilted up, as his hammer shaped head furrowed in confusion. Instead of seeing five cowering freighters and two passenger liners, there was just one disc shaped ship, moving in an unusual pattern. It was circling a wide asteroid belt and appeared to be towing some kind of very long metal frame with what looked like metal spheres attached to it.
"What the hell is going on here?" Vermogrok growled, scanning the tactical overlay.
"Just one pathetic freighter... There probably isn't enough crew to count as a starter!" Drikog snarled in disappointment.
"Want me to disable it anyway boss?" the helmsman asked.
Vermogrok shrieked the order to attack and the cruiser surged forward. He watched the overlay angrily, expecting the Suna freighter to flee, just like all the others had tried to, but this one just kept plodding along slowly. His eyes narrowed in suspicion, warning bells ringing in his head at the bizarre behaviour of the Grey vessel.
It was almost as if the freighter was completely oblivious to their presence, even when the Kusa opened up with their beam batteries, wiping out the Grey's shield in a single crackling burst. Several of the beams followed through and sheared off one of the Freighter's engines, but the helpless ship kept limping along regardless.
Suddenly warning lights began to flash around the bridge, casting a sinister red glow over the command deck.
"I knew it," Vermogrok rumbled under his breath.
"We're being attacked Warboss!" the first mate cried out in warning.
Vermogrok slugged the panicking bridge crewman in the face with a powerful haymaker, sending the Kusa sprawling. "Keep it together you simpering coward!" he roared, before turning back towards the tactical map.
Now that the enemy ship had been revealed by their cowardly sneak attack, Vermogrok stared at it in confusion, as it was displayed on the tactical map.
"That's not a Grey ship!" Drikog said, stating the obvious.
"Of course it isn't," Vermogrok scoffed. The Greys built their ships to look like a dinner plate, ready to serve up its tasty crew.
"It looks like a Konoha Cruiser, but it's all… sparkly," the navigator observed.
The mysterious white ship fired again, six bright blue beams lancing out to scythe across his shields, followed by a hail of laser cannon blasts.
"Fire back!" he shouted, his lime green skin darkening with anger. No one shot his ship up like that.
The sixteen beam lasers on the front of his ship opened fire, the lights inside the Bridge dimming as the weapons drew massive amounts of energy from the power core. The Konoha Cruiser rolled on its side, effortlessly diving out of the fire arc of just over half the lancing bright purple beams.
Vermogrok gnashed his teeth in frustration and stared balefully at the Drakkar sitting at tactical. The imbecile just shrugged idiotically, making Vermogrok seethe with anger.
"Miss like that again and I'll beat you to death with my bare hands!" Vermogrok roared at the head-scratching crewman.
Suddenly Zarog's ship appeared on the tactical map as it dropped out of hyperwarp, turning towards the duelling cruisers. The Konoha vessel swung sharply about and began racing away towards the asteroid belt, it's four engines glowing with power as it surged away from the fight.
"Gahhhh!" Vermogrok snarled, apoplectic with rage as the enemy cruiser fled. By the time his beam lasers had cooled down enough to be able to fire again, they were just out of range. "That thrice damned Zarog!" Vermogrok shrieked. "They're getting away!"
"What should we do?" The helmsman asked in confusion.
Vermogrok stormed up to the quivering Drakkar helmsman and backhanded him across the face. "Get in there after them you fool! Must I give the most simple of orders?!" he screamed.
The Kusa Warboss stomped back to his throne and glowered at the tactical map as his ship followed after Zarog's cruiser into the asteroid belt.
Zarog's gunner seemed to be even more inept than his though, with beam after beam sailing harmlessly wide, as the Konoha cruiser rolled and turned nimbly around the enormous floating asteroids. The sinister white ship seemed to suffer none of the same targeting difficulties however, as Zarog's shields were being pummelled by an unrelenting hail of laser fire from the rear and side mounted laser cannons.
Vermogrok was just out of range, the enemy ship so tantalisingly close but still just that little bit too far. Every time he thought he might be able to catch up, his crew were forced to perform evasive manoeuvers to avoid hitting the massive hunks of rock, that floated aimlessly in their snaking path through the asteroid field.
After a teeth gnashingly long pursuit that was proving as fruitless as it was frustrating, the two pursuing Kusa ships split up to go around a large asteroid that was pockmarked with mining shafts. The Konoha cruiser circled around a big asteroid up ahead and then instead of continuing to flee, it turned back to face them. Vermogrok trembled with excitement, sensing the chase was at an end and he slammed one of his fists down on the armrest of his throne.
"Fire!" he bellowed, as the snow white cruiser closed to firing range.
Zarog's cruiser fired as well and dozens of virulent purple beams blasted out from the Kusa ships, many of them striking the black hulled enemy vessel and overloading their shields. Vermogrok leaned forward excitedly, eagerly awaiting the sight of the irritating black ship being scythed in half. The beams caressed the enemy hull, but they seemed to only mildly score the snow white hull. He stared open mawed in shock as the practically unscathed Terran ship fired back, but not at Vermogrok's ship and not at Zarog either.
Four shells roared out from the black cruiser and Vermogrok snorted with laughter as they missed both the Kusa ships and slammed into the nearby asteroid, which trembled with the massive impact. A second later, there was a muffled explosion from within the hollowed out chunk of rock and then everything turned upside down, as the shockwave from a colossal secondary explosion rocked his cruiser. The metal superstructure shrieked torturously, as panels blew open and conduits exploded with a shower of sparks.
Vermogrok was thrown clear across the bridge, slamming into a far bulkhead. Smoke poured out of overloaded consoles and alarms blared out through the command deck, as his crew rolled around in a daze, trying to get up.
"What the fuck was that?!" The Kusa Warboss gasped in shock.
He lurched upright and hauled himself over to his throne, staring at the damage control display in horror. His glorious cruiser had been battered, the port side of the ship horribly torn and mangled by the devastating explosion. His ship was listing on its side and drifting out of control towards another huge asteroid.
"Turn damn you, turn!" he screamed, turning towards the helmsman's station, but he saw the seat was empty.
He charged frantically for the helmsman's station, desperate to avoid looming disaster and grabbed the flight stick with a grasping hand. He yanked back on the controls, pulling the stricken cruiser up and narrowly clearing the enormous rocky obstacle that had threatened them with imminent death. Vermogrok turned frantically around, his bulging eyes searching for the missing helmsman. Finally he spotted him, hanging upside down and impaled on an exposed girder that had been torn out of the wall by the explosion. Swearing animatedly, Vermogrok turned the Kusa Cruiser back towards the fight, scanning the flickering tactical map to see what was happening.
The mysterious white Cruiser was bearing down inexorably on Zarog's vessel. His rival's ship seemed to have survived relatively unscathed by the exploding asteroid, merely having been knocked sideways by the blast. Vermogrok's eyes filled with hate as he stared at the two ships. "Zarog always was a lucky bastard." he snarled resentfully.
Suddenly the white cruiser fired again, as Zarog began to turn his ship around to face them. Four shells blasted out of the huge cannons on the Terran ship and pounded into the flank of the turning Kusa cruiser, sending splintering fractures through the armor plating as the shots drove in deep. A second later, rippling explosions rocked Zarog's ship and it quaked as if in terror. A flickering corona of electricity arced out around the cruiser as the power core went critical and then a few moments later a tremendous blast tore the ship in half.
"Maybe he wasn't that lucky after all." Vermogrok cackled as his hated rival was vaporised in an instant.
The Kusa Warboss' glee was cut short as the lethal enemy cruiser swung smoothly about to face them.
"Fire! Kill them now!" Vermogrok roared in fury.
The Kusa gunner pulled the trigger, but the Konoha ship had already changed course and most of the shots missed, purple pulsating beams of energy firing wildly off into space. A couple of the beams hit, but they just scratched the glistening white surface of the enemy armor and didn't penetrate into the hull.
"You fool!" Vermogrok bellowed at his gunner. "You've doomed us all!"
The white ship bore down on them like death itself and fired back with its beam lasers, rocking his ship with the impact, as the shots punched their way into his cruiser.
"They destroyed our fire control systems and took out our drive couplings!" Drikog gasped, staring in disbelief at the damage control display which was a riot of crimson. "We're adrift and toothless!"
"Order the transports to prepare for boarding!" Vermogrok snarled at his lieutenant.
The enemy cruiser pulled up to a halt next to them and began pumping an endless volley of laser blasts into the shattered side of his ship.
"No!" Vermogrok gasped, tasting fear for the first time. "No!"
He turned and sprinted full tilt for the exit, the deck wobbling unsteadily under his feet, as his supposedly invulnerable ship failed him spectacularly. Vermogrok approached a bewildered crewman, his lower body lying crushed by a collapsed section of steel wall panelling. The crewman reached out to paw at him for assistance and the Warboss ran straight over him, as he raced towards the ramps that led to the hangar bay. This enemy ship might have crippled his cruiser, but no one could defeat the Kusa in a boarding action. Vermogrok would just seize their ship as his own!
He lurched into the hangar bay and sprinted for his personal dropship, seeing the crews for two other ships milling around by their craft, waiting for orders that had not yet arrived.
"Get moving you fools!" he roared at them and the Kusa pilots lumbered into the waiting dropships to prepare for launch.
Vermogrok charged up the loading ramp for his dropship, seeing his fearsome handpicked retinue waiting on board. "Launch!" he bellowed at the pilot, as he closed the ramp behind him.
The three Kusa dropships rose ponderously off the floor of the hangar and headed towards the shielded entrance in the centre of the bay. His cruiser was being ripped apart by the pitiless white cruiser. Sirens howled continuous warnings as explosions kept tearing through his once mighty vessel, causing debris to fall from the walls and ceiling of the hangar bay. Finally the dropships plunged out of the hole in the hull of the cruiser, eager to escape their certain doom should they have stayed inside.
The white cruiser was waiting for them remorselessly as the dropships raced out into the void of space. Bright blue beams enveloped the first two Kusa ships, searing through their shields in an instant and melting glowing holes as they bored straight through, spitting the dropships like a kebab. The beams winked out as fast as they had suddenly appeared, leaving the Kusa raiders and their dropships a charred ruin.
Vermogrok clung desperately to the cockpit doorframe as his terrified pilot brought the ship around in a turn that made his stomach sink to the floor. They were still being peppered by uncannily accurate point defence weapons, but at least they were out of the fire arcs of their dreaded mass drivers. The pilot performed a skilful docking manoeuvre and the dropship nestled alongside the glistening hull of the enemy cruiser. His fanged mouth was opening and snapping shut with relief as he fired off the docking clamps.
"Right, time to get us a new ship!" Vermogrok roared, stirring the Kusa raiders who shouted and bellowed their own warcries.
There was a heavy clang as their ship made contact with the outer airlock and the two ships were secured in place. Vermogrok grinned evilly, surging with confidence once again. He moved over to his personal armoury and picked up the custom shieldblades that had seen him to 37 bloody victories in the fighting pits. His men began to move into position, opening the airlock on their ship and then getting ready to tear open the airlocks on the enemy ship.
They were surprised to see that both the enemy airlocks had been opened as well, but their passage was still blocked by a sturdy looking reinforced door that completely sealed the corridor ahead of them.
"Bust that down!" Vermogrok yelled eagerly, beginning to drool at the thought of what tasty morsels might wait inside for him.
The Kusa raiders moved up, waiting in position as one of them brought forward a siege hammer to buckle the door enough to either smash it out of the way, or get a jack under it. The burly four armed Kusa lifted the huge hammer over his head, in a four handed grip and brought it down in a booming crash against the reinforced door. The echo of the impact rang around the corridor, bringing big toothy grins to the raiders waiting around Vermogrok. The hammer wielder raised the hammer back for another overhead smash when suddenly the security door slid smoothly up into the ceiling.
"Uh?" The hammer wielder grunted in surprise, before his shocked face exploded, showering the nearby Kusa in thick blue blood.
Then everything descended into a terrifying nightmare.
The corridor lit up as two turreted lasers began hosing down the invaders with an unending stream of viciously accurate laser fire. The Kusa desperately pulled their reflective shields into place to protect their bodies, only to have their feet shot out from under them by high powered rounds. The airlock entrance began to stink of roasted flesh as the toppling raiders were peppered by searing energy bolts.
Vermogrok dived to the side, covering himself with both his shields. He heard the reassuring whumping sound as the magnetic fields deflected enemy shots away from him and the reflective surface of the mirrored shieldblades were doing a good job of keeping him safe from the turreted lasers too. He peeked through a small gap around his shields and saw there were only two defenders, clad entirely in shiny white armor, who hid cravenly behind a bulkhead and shot unopposed at his men.
"Fire back or we're done for!" he screamed in rage at the Kusa around him.
The Kusa raiders further back from the slaughterhouse where the reinforced door had been, began to shoot back, bullets from rotary cannons zipping down the corridor to pepper the bulkheads. Vermogrok looked on hopefully, but then shook his head in disbelief as the bullets were harmlessly deflected away from the black armoured enemies, to the same whumping sounds he had previously been so relieved to hear.
"We need heavy weapons you idiots!" he roared, as his own shields came under fire once again.
Vermogrok ducked back and hugged the wall as one of his men brought a heavy laser to bear, aiming down the corridor. The laser bolt from the heavy weapon blasted out, leaving a white flash across his vision as his bulging black eyes began to rapidly blink to regain his sight. He looked back at the barricade hopefully and saw that one of the laser turrets had been hit by the blast and now hung forlornly, the barrel partially melted. The Heavy laser operator roared out a victorious shout, before a shot from the smaller of the two armoured enemies hit the Drakkar in the mouth, blowing his head apart with a sickening wet squelch.
"Charge!" he boomed at his remaining men and the handful of surviving Drakkar leapt over their fallen podmates and raced down the corridor.
Using his men as a distraction, Vermogrok sprinted after them, as raider after raider were shot to pieces by a combination of high powered rounds and laser fire from the remaining turret. One of his men managed to leap up onto the barricade and lifted his shield up to batter the white armored defender in the head. The enemy soldier dived backwards, simultaneously opening fire on full auto, blowing huge fist sized holes through the raiders torso and cutting the Drakkar raider in half. The barricade was showered in blue ichor as the eviscerated Drakkar fell to the ground in two pieces.
Fortunately that distraction was the opportunity that Vermogrok needed. He dived over the barricade and crashed into the second armoured figure, who was looking back to check on his prone comrade, before he was knocked to the floor. The two of them sprawled up the corridor, but the Kusa Warboss was quicker to react, his fighting instincts honed to perfection after years spent duelling in the blood pits. As they both regained their feet, Vermogrok moved faster, unleashing a backhanded slap with his left shieldblade at the man's rifle, aiming to knock it out of his hand.
His left arms swung round and the shield smacked squarely into the rifle. He winced as it felt like he had just punched a wall, but he managed to knock the rifle out of the man's grasp. Expecting the armoured figure to try and flee in terror, the Kusa Warboss was astonished when the unarmed man charged forward instead, and barrelled into his chest with a shoulder slam. Vermogrok went sailing backwards to crash into the barricade he had just leapt over, slumping down to his knees as he reeled from the impact.
Shaking his head to clear the daze, Vermogrok dismissed the knockback as a lucky hit, assuming his opponent had just caught him off balance. He brought his shield blades around protectively as he stood once again. The armored man strode towards him, stopping only briefly to pick up a long white sword that was leaning against the wall. The Kusa watched his opponent cautiously, but was relieved to see no kind of martial technique to the man's stance, even holding the glimmering white blade as an amateur would. He grinned evilly, thinking how easy this fight would be. A quick parry and counterattack would end this in a single killer blow, he thought to himself. This novice would never see it coming!
The man grabbed his long sword in a two handed grip and raised his arms, telegraphing his upcoming attack to the Drakkar, who grinned slyly in anticipation of the quick kill. The two handed blow came sailing downwards, just as Vermogrok knew it would. He stepped forward to block the attack with his left shieldblade, whilst drawing back his right arms and prepared himself to drive his right shieldblade into the man's unguarded torso with a powerful counterpunch.
The plan was good, but he was never able to make that counter attack. The white blade came crashing down on his parrying shield with a force Vermogrok didn't think was possible. He was driven down to one knee with the colossal impact, his left arms practically wrenched out of their socket as they tried to absorb the blow. No longer being in a position to attack, Vermogrok had to bring his right arms up to protect his head as the black blade came arcing down in another identical chop. He howled in pain as the wild smash cleaved a huge chunk out of his right shieldblade, leaving his arms ringing with the impact.
Vermogrok's bulging black eyes looked up in fear, as the armoured man drew the sword back for another overhead swing, seemingly intent on battering him into the floor. "This isn't right!" he jibbered to himself. There was no finesse, no style to the man's attacks, but his sheer brute power was quite unstoppable.
The Kusa tried to scramble backwards as the blade came sailing down, hacking into the right shieldblade again and splitting it in half. The razor sharp edge then continued through to neatly sever his right hands, leaving Vermogrok to stare at the stumps in shock, as dark blue blood fountained outwards, spraying the nearby wall. Cowering behind the left shieldblade, the Kusa tried to ward away the incoming attacks, but the swordsman was merciless. He hammered away at the huddled Kusa, eventually smashing the shield to pieces and dismembering his left arms. The last thing Vermogrok saw with his terror stricken eyes was the white blade whistling down at his head, as the man performed one final crude overhead chop.
"Hey, nice work!" Hinata called, removing the helmet on her Thrall Armor to let loose her long blue hair,
"Not really," Naruto said, withdrawing his blade from the Kusa Warboss' head with a heave. "I wielded this thing like a baseball bat. Sasuke wasn't kidding when he said he sucked at kendo. I need a dedicated teacher."
"We're rich as balls, I'm sure you'll be able to find a tutor and shell out for the simulation equipment. Or maybe you could recruit someone and bring them onto the crew! Sky's the limit for us," Hinata reasoned.
"That backwards dive was awesome, too. And we got a good field test of Railgun Light. Seemed strong enough to overcome their magnetic shields for the most part," Naruto said.
*Of course, they're hexa-shaped Invictium with Uzu 0.5 Power Cores. Their weakest setting is stronger than most cannons,* Tenten projected. *Now get up to the Briefing Room so we can go over the battle.*
Naruto and Hinata took the anti-grav tube up to the Command Deck, where they were greeted by kisses and hugs from every member of the Pack, including Gaara. Naruto turned to Tenten after showing some affection for the small Grey and gave her a second hug.
"The new defences worked perfectly!" he said eagerly to Tenten, who looked up at him with sparkling eyes, revelling in his excitement. "Those automated laser turrets are incredibly accurate!"
"That was actually Fu doing the shooting," Tenten admitted as she snuggled into his arms. "She didn't want to be left out."
"Really?" Naruto said, astonished, with a quick glance towards Hinata. "It looks like I'm hugging the wrong girl!" he continued playfully.
Tenten laughed and made way for Fu who eagerly moved to take her place. "When did you become such a crack shot?" Naruto grinned at the Nymph who hugged him tightly.
"I've been practicing a lot with the Gatling lasers on the Raptor. I hope that's ok?" the green skinned girl said, looking up at him for approval.
Naruto dipped her backwards, holding her in his arms and kissed her passionately. "You were wonderful!" he said happily when he came up for air. "Thanks for saving our bacon!"
Fu sighed ecstatically and looked up at him with big doe eyes. Naruto stood up straight again, holding the Nymph in his arms and smiling at her affectionately.
"Not that I mind being kissed like that..." Fu said, her face alight with a beaming smile. "But I think someone else deserves most of the credit for that battle," her eyes darted to the Inuzuka who was standing nearby.
Naruto turned to Hana and opened his arms for her again. Smiling shyly the brunette snuggled into his chest as Fu made way for her.
"I don't know what I'd do without you Lieutenant," Naruto said sincerely to the gorgeous girl he held in his arms. "I thought we were in big trouble when that second Kusa cruiser turned up, but your plan to load that asteroid with explosives was pure genius!" he said, stroking her hair as she leaned into him.
"I'm just glad to be able to do my part," Hana said, looking up at him with her big brown eyes.
"Well thanks to you, the Kusa have no Cruisers left!" John said, his mouth turned up in a feral grin. "Just their base to go and we're done!" he exclaimed excitedly.
"So what shall we do now?" Sasuke asked him curiously. "Plan the attack on the base, call the Suna High Council to tell them the good news, or go to bed for some victory sex?" his eyes sparkling wickedly.
"Yes to all three and regretfully in that order," Naruto said with chagrin. "Come on, let's go use the Briefing Room for its intended purpose for once, rather than a walk-in armory!"
Naruto and Hinata stepped into the equipping frames and within ten seconds were back in their regular clothes. Everyone sat at their traditional spaces at the table, Gaara hesitantly sitting next to Tenten and across from Fu.
"Well first things first, let's sort out our plans for the attack on the Kappa Indarran system," Naruto said, restoring some semblance of order to the meeting. "I think the main thing we need at the moment is more intel," he said thoughtfully. "We don't have any idea what we could be facing at the moment and I don't want to just charge into any surprises like we did with the Nuke!" he smiled ruefully.
"I was going to suggest the exact same thing," Hana stated soberly. "I think we need to carry out a scouting mission there and then make our plans accordingly. We just don't know enough yet to be able to make any sensible attack strategy."
"Now we've killed off their raiding ships, do you think they might get twitchy and desert their base?" Tenten asked curiously. "If I'd just lost four ships in the space of a few days, I wouldn't want to hang around!"
"They wouldn't dare abandon their mission without permission from their Uzu, and if he's anything like my Guide then he'll just abandon them for us to finish off," Naruto explained. "If a tool is no longer useful, drop it."
"Unlike you, who repairs it until it's better than when it started," Hinata said affectionately, her eyes filled with love for her man.
"Be that as it may, we took some damage in that last battle. Tenten, how are we? Do we need to replate on Suna?" Naruto asked.
"All cosmetic," Tenten waved off. "13 Beams, pah! They barely scratched the paint. The capacitors handled whatever wasn't reflected."
"Well, that's good to hear. Still, we'll be sure to check the Kusa base for more Onyxium. Now someone put me through to Senior Councillor Rasa," Naruto commanded.
Gaara activated the console at his place and soon the hologram was up. Rasa appeared, apparently mid-conversation with two other Councillors.
"Ah, UzumakiNaruto," he murmured softly. "We were just talking about you."
"All good things I hope," Naruto said with a smile.
"Oh certainly. We have been delighted with your progress so far," Rasa whispered, his voice computer sounding unusually eerie over the transmission.
"Did the explosives we embedded in those two asteroids for you prove useful?" another High Councillor asked quietly in the background.
"Spectacularly so, Councillor...?" Naruto replied.
"My name is Councillor Temari," the new Suna councillor answered the question in her hushed voice.
"Well thanks to your explosives Councillor Temari, I'm pleased to report we've just taken out what we hope were the last two Kusa raiders," Naruto said with no small degree of satisfaction.
The robed Greys looked at each other with their huge unblinking eyes, communicating using telepathy and seemingly forgetting about the crew of the Invictus on the other end of the call. Naruto quirked an eyebrow and looked at the girls and guys, who smiled back at him in amusement. He let the Suna continue their silent discussion for a long moment before he cleared his throat.
"My apologies UzumakiNaruto," Rasa replied in his strange whispery voice. "To have destroyed two of the Kusa Cruisers single handed is most impressive indeed. We are most grateful that you agreed to this alliance."
"You're welcome Rasa!" Naruto said magnanimously. "Our victory was only possible due to the efforts your people put into the refit of my ship."
Rasa bowed in answer to the praise.
"We'll take an hour or two to recuperate from the battle and then we'll go investigate the Kappa Indarran system," Naruto stated. "This whole thing could be over by dinner."
"We will eagerly await your report, UzumakiNaruto," Rasa said before cancelling the call.
"Now to the fun part," Hana said naughtily.
Naruto stood up imperiously. "I feel like twins today. Fu, assume your favorite form," Naruto ordered.
Fu gasped in delight. There was a shimmer and a copy of Hinata wearing Fu's clothes appeared in the Briefing Room.
Tenten blinked. "Wow. She really is what you consider female perfection. They're perfectly identical!"
Naruto nodded. "While I act out my fantasy of impregnating hot twins, I want the rest of you to show Gaara a good time. He can suck my load out of their cunts afterwards, but I want Tenten and Hana to perform for him while Sasuke sucks him off."
Gaara was gaping *I… I don't know what to say,* he finally managed.
"Then make no sound," Sasuke said with a grin. "My first alien cock. I'm curious how Suna taste compared to Uzu."
"I get to dyke out with Ms. Never-Miss? Count me in!" Tenten called out.
Hana stood up and stalked over to the door. "We better get this party started. Depending how things go at the Kusa base, this may be our last hurrah," she said with solemnity.
Naruto rolled his eyes. "Unless the Uzu is there, we're good. And if he is… well, it'll be quick at least. Now everyone, to my quarters!"
They all had a great time, Naruto plunging between two Hinatas with each thrust while Gaara was introduced to new realms of pleasure as he got to watch two bodacious babes mash boobs and pussies while a man slobbered on his average 4-inch Suna erection. Then Gaara got the privilege of sucking his Alpha's seed from Hinata and Fu. They all ended up cuddling around the Grey, his stomach bulging with his late lunch.
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