Supernatural: Chronicles of the Order 7

Chapter 4: The Unquiet Derelict

(DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Supernatural because it belongs to Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. So, enjoy the show! Rated M for graphic violence, adult content, and adult language.)

It had been three days since I came back home to the castle on Drakonus as I was more than likely to be having my workload get much more harsher. The vision that I had after Dirk's bar mitzvah was a warning as I had to find out what was going on, for the danger was getting intense by the minute. After getting a shower and grooming myself for the day, I was ready to go as I saw Dvora also dressed and cleaned up, for she wasn't about to let me off the leash just yet.

"The distress call from three days ago has gotten quiet all of a sudden," she said.

"Whoever's on board up in space, should be careful in her surroundings," I said.

"Your vision was right on the money in which a salvage team went there to find out what they were looking for, only to see most of them getting killed." Dvora gets out a tablet as she showed me some surveillance footage of the same woman from my vision running for her life. "It's a member of a salvage team from Mirkos and she's been in hiding from whatever she's been running from." She shows me more footage of an abandoned Draaza ship that was floating above Mirkosian airspace in which I spotted it to be an old ark. "I've seen that ship before and it's called the Doohan. It's been said that it once housed many of the celibate Draaza who put off marriage and children just to maintain their pious lifestyle. I never seen it there floating in space before, but the lone passenger who is running for her life needs our help."

"Hello?" said a garbled transmission. "Can anyone hear me?!..." Static begins to permeate into the transmission's message. "My name is Nibori T'Chauli and I'm one of the surviving members of the salvage team on board the Doohan! Please, help us before it's too late!"

I had a gut feeling that the alien woman on the transmission was fighting for her life as I had no other choice but to come to her aid. Still, I had my duties to tend to as the need to help the distressed was a reason to be in the Order in the first place, for I couldn't shirk them nonetheless. Even though I was at home at the castle on Drakonus, I couldn't get the call for help out of my mind as I had no other choice but to heed it and go forward, for it was the only way to know what was going on so far.

"We'll go to Mirkos as planned, only to find answers," I said.

"And we'll help that Mirkosian who brought out that distress call," said Dvora.

"I know of this because I can't let that terror from my vision come to pass. That Mirkosian woman who is on board that ship is in danger and we can't let her suffer even worse."

"Then I'll come with you to get some answers."

It wasn't long until Dvora and I went towards the room with the red rubber ball as we closed the door behind us. By the time we got there to our destination on Mirkos, we came out into a hangar bay in which we knew it to be that of a company that salvaged junk from leftover space debris. To our surprise, we noticed a Mirkosian man dressed in coveralls approaching as he was fully concerned about the situation from a salvage ship that hasn't reported back yet, for there was danger lurking on the horizon.

"Damn it," he said as he was looking at his vidphone. "Why hasn't the team from the Dugout 1 came back yet?"

"Are you in charge of this salvaging company?" I asked.

"No, but the boss is worried sick. Three days ago, his daughter went along for the ride with some of the workers going up there to clean up sme debris in space, but they haven't came back yet."

"It appears that we've hit pay dirt into dealing with the White Rosalia Salvaging Company," said Dvora. "They're no strangers into cleaning up the junk that gets littered all over space just to make a quick form of money to keep it running. As for the situation about the boss' daughter here, we will find and rescue her."

"I just hope to the gods that she doesn't get killed up there… Nibori's stubborn, but she is determined to test the waters around our work here."

"Are there any ships that are available?" I asked.

"There's a ship that has a core that was salvaged from an old Draaza ship, but it'll get you there to where Nibori and her team is. Three days ago, they found an old Draaza ship that's been named the Doohan, but there's no response from them. I just hope that no one dies in that old haunted ship..."

I went towards the shuttle ship as I noticed it to be a custom one that was capable of taking those who piloted it up to space and back. Still, I had a job to do as I had to get up there and save the one who called out for help, for it would be too late if we all didn't get there in time. By the time we paid our fare to the Mirkosian worker and stepped inside of the shuttle, we noticed Castiel appearing out of nowhere as he was most likely to be coming along for the ride, for he was also concerned just like the rest of us.

"It seems that we have a third wheel on this mission," said Dvora.

"Sam may go off into space, but he can't go alone," answered Castiel.

"He's coming with us," I said. "We can need all the help we can get, just in time to help the ones who are trapped on board the Doohan."

Without warning, we heard footsteps approaching as we spotted Anaira entering into the shuttle before it closed up. With Dvora piloting it, she took it up from the Mirkosian atmosphere as she was no stranger to piloting things. I was also on hand into piloting the shuttle as we were on our way towards the Doohan as planned, for we were there to help those in need.

"I just had to hitch a ride on this jalopy in order to be with my betrothed," said Anaira as he sat down in one of the seats. "Therefore, Grandpa won't say a damn thing about it because I can't just be celibate forever."

"Pervert!" yelled Dvora.

"You can't fight fate on this one, Dvora," said Castiel. "Anaira is chosen for you, but-"

"-Kazuo still holds a tight leash on him only to be celibate for the rest of his days. It sucks to keep him like that, but there's no ifs, ands, or buts about it."

Anaira was stunned to hear that as he was still trying to fight against Kazuo's wishes to keep him celibate for most of his life. Still, he couldn't let that obstacle get in the way as he was also on hand to not only keep Dvora near him, but to protect her as well. I also had a gut feeling that their adventure together would turn into something more as the time to wed them off was drawing near, but our rescue mission came first after all...

Nibori was hiding in one of the hydroponics rooms as she was on edge while holding her laser rifle in her hands. She never expected anything like that to appear as she was making sure that one of her comrades was hanging on for a little longer after that dangerous attack. The man was human as he was fully bandaged up after dealing with what was lurking on the ship, but he was scared just as much as Nibori was after what they went through, for they were in grave danger indeed.

"Just hold on a little longer Blake," she said.

"Those things in the rec room…," he said as he was shaking. "They look like those Wendigo on Gehenna, but they look more like the Draaza..."

"Those books that are seen in the break room at our company once told about those things in which only fire can torch them out. I'm no hunter, but I can't just end up dying here."

"Terry and Dodger didn't make it out after they got eaten by those things… Avery's gone out hunting and we're the only two that are fighting tooth and nail to survive this nightmare of a ship."

"As soon as help arrives, we'll steer clear away from the Doohan. Therefore, this place also has some religious undertones due to what we found in the chapel and the inhabitants on this clunker were forbidden to get it on with their significant others, only to end up having a pious lifestyle in the end."

Without warning, Nibori heard a scratching noise as she got out her laser rifle and noticed a strange creature emerge from one of the vents. The monster itself was somewhat Draaza as it had the body of a Wendigo due to its mutation from what it once was. Just as it was about to attack, Nibori fired a blast from her laser rifle as she blew its head off in which she was scared to death with what was going on here on this abandoned ship. She was aware that enough was enough as she was feeling the pinch of being weary during this trip on board the Doohan in the first place.

"There's no end to these things, is there?" said Blake as he got up on his feet.

"Those creatures we've encountered don't look like Wendigo, but they have bodies like the Draaza, only to have them twist into this ravenous form that's been lurking all over the ship," said Nibori.

"Nibori, there's a shuttle approaching." Blake sees the shuttle arriving in the Doohan's docking hangar as they noticed me and my group emerge out of it. "That guy with long silver hair… Could it be that he's here to help us out?"

"I've heard of him before, Blake. It's Sam Winchester in the flesh in which it was once said that he did away with General Wetzel the moment that the Sol-1 was destroyed. I just hope that he helps us out after all that we've been through..." Nibori spots Castiel dressed in a spacesuit as she had a gut feeling that he would be there with us. "Wait! I know that guy! Could it be Castiel?"

"You know that guy?"

"I've only seen him once when he appeared out of nowhere, but he's here again just in time to help us. The guy has his flaws, but doing the right thing is the most noble that he's done the most."

Nibori watched us through the surveillance camera as she was more than likely to receive our aid soon enough. As for the further situation at hand, it was getting worse as she saw the influx of the twisted creatures that were out on a different surveillance screen as they were mainly suffering from their own folly in the making, for this was a mere tale of sorrow for them on this derelict ship…

The shuttle emerged towards the Doohan as we were most likely to be investigating it due to its status as being abandoned. I saw the ship to be empty inside as Dvora noticed the door of the shuttle opening in which we went right inside, but we had to take proper precautions first if there wasn't any life support on our surroundings. By the time I got into my skinsuit, I felt the portable catheter snaking up towards my member as I was used to being stuck with it, for I also noticed Anaira and Dvora dressed in their own skinsuits while feeling the pinch of their own catheters snaking up to where they needed to get to.

"This is unbearable," said Anaira as he got into his spacesuit.

"In space there's no bathroom out there," I said.

"And you wear such torture devices while travelling outside space?" asked Castiel as he got on his own skinsuit. "It seems that my vessel's body isn't used to what I'm feeling now." He feels the catheter snaking up into his member tube as he was feeling the very pinch of it. "This is very embarrassing for me to put on..."

"In space, no one can see you use the toilet," said Dvora.

"That's a little embarrassing a lot worse..."

"We need to get going," I said. "The survivors on this abandoned derelict will end up dead if we don't find them in time."

And so, I led the way as I was most likely to be leading my group towards danger. Dressed in our spacesuits, we were out in the open as we had to take proper precautions on this mission to save whoever was on board this derelict. Still, I had to find the survivors before a gruesome fate befalls them as time was running out for them…

Nibori was in one of the hallways as she was on edge the moment she went toe-to-toe with what was lurking on board the Doohan. By the time she got towards the sickbay, she was feeling the pinch of fatigue gripping her as she made sure to keep going, no matter what was thrown at her. Taking no chances, she had to be careful as she noticed another twisted monster feasting on one of her comrades in which she saw it lunge at her, only to be permeated with a headshot in mind. Still, she was trying to survive with what little ammo she had in which she was down to her last clip from her laser rifle, for she had no other choice but to take from the cadaver that had it just in time to help her stop those things on board this ship.

"Forgive me, Dodger," she said as she took the ammo pack and put it in her hip holster. "Don't worry; I'll go and avenge you after what we've been through..."

Without warning, she heard footsteps approaching as she saw me and Dvora standing in front of her. She never saw us before, but she was aware of what she noticed until now, for she was scared for her own safety and the rest of her remaining comrades.

"Who are you?!" she yelled as she pointed a rifle at us.

"We're from the Order of Letters," said Dvora. "If I were you, I suggest that you put away the pop gun first."

"You're not like them, are you?" Nibori stares at the monstrous Draaza-like corpse on the floor as she was concerned to the extreme. "You look like them, but you're not a monster?"

"I just got here, but the monster that you did away with doesn't look like either a Wendigo or Leviathan here."

I saw the corpse of the monster up close as it resembled the physiology of a Draaza, but it was no longer humanoid due to its twisted appearance. To my curiosity, I saw a worn-out leather book on a counter as I flipped through it in which I noticed the Aquarian Star etched in gold on the front. The chronicler of this book was a member of the Order as I noticed the drawings of a Draaza's physiology that changed from its normal form to the monstrosity that was lurking on board this ship, for we weren't alone in this game of cat and mouse.

"You missed some details here," I said as I showed Nibori the picture of the damning consequences of the Draaza body. "This isn't normal for a Draaza to act like that in the first place."

"What's going on, Sam?" asked Dvora. "What the hell are you showing us?"

"Sam Winchester?" said Nibori. "I heard of you before in which you had the gall to finish off the Elect in Gale Canyon on Alecrast. My father once said that a silver-haired Messiah will unite the galaxy and lead us towards a golden age."

"This ship will bring us to the truth in a nutshell, for it won't stay buried forever. As for what we found here, the Medical Corps will have a field day after what will be shown to Kazuo soon enough."

I noticed some Draaza writing on the wall as it was in the ancient dialect of those who have harvested human and humanoid seeds and eggs over the centuries. Deciphering it, I had a gut feeling that the message on the wall written in red blood was a dire warning of what was yet to come, for it was hailed in such a dangerous warning indeed.

"What's with the writing?" asked Nibori.

"It's as I feared," I said gravely. "The people on board the Doohan said of a similar fear that was once used in the Elder Days."

"What does the writing say?"

"It says that Lucifer is coming and the Red Inquisition will set him free from Torune Mitani's curse upon him."

"The Devil?"

"Mom told me of him in which my own ancestor was once earmarked to be Michael's vessel just to fight his brother, only to have it end with such a noble sacrifice indeed," said Dvora. "The Red Inquisition are playing with fire and are about to get burned if they don't watch it!"

Nibori was stunned to hear about the battle between Michael and Lucifer from the time of the Elder Days as she was concerned about what was going on so far. The exploration and salvaging of the Doohan was a prominent disaster in the making as we all had to get her and whoever was on board back to Mirkos as soon as possible, for the danger lurking in the distance was more than just monsters lurking all over the ship. To my curiosity, I saw an old rom disc on the table as I inserted it into a computer drive in which I saw the image of a woman on screen. The woman herself was human as she had features that were similar to mine and Dean's, but more elegant than normal. What she was doing was sending a message to whoever was trying to rescue them as I heard banging on the audio that was in the background, for there was something wrong indeed.

"To whoever gets this…," I heard the woman say. "Please, don't come near the Doohan, I beg of you..." Static begins to permeate on the audio/video recording as I heard the woman's plea intensifying at a terrible rate. "The teachings of the Red Inquisition have done more than just persuaded the people who once followed Dr. Yock into living a pious lifestyle that goes against their physiology at an alarming rate. I don't know where my daughter is, but she could be dead at the hands of the afflicted who were forbidden to go into their usually normal mating stages due to what our new handlers told them about these so-called 'sins of the flesh' against God's will. So far seventy percent of the colony here on the Doohan have experienced symptoms similar to the withdrawal of either alcohol, tobacco, drugs, or even demon blood. I fear that this will be our last time here together on a colony that was tempted by those people to leave their haven on Stohess, only to be seeing those bastards in red spew lies about the chosen Messiah and his Elven bride." More banging on the video intensified as I saw the woman shaking with fear. "May the new Messiah build a better peaceful existence where we are all equal in this darkest hour..."

I saw the screen turn off as I had a bad feeling the moment I took out the rom disc and put it in my pocket. Dvora and Nibori were also stunned to hear what was going on as we all didn't just go up against the Executive Division, but the Red Inquisition as well. The truth about how the Draaza on Stohess disappeared became evident as we all had to show the proof to our superiors the moment we leave this ship.

"We all know now about how the Draaza that lived on Yock Island disappeared to," I said.

"Yeah, and they were even suckered in by a couple of corrupt wolves dressed in Christian clothing," said Dvora as she was getting testy, "Those asshats will pay for their intervention into suckering those hapless people into joining on their pious crusade."

"It's not all, Dvora… According to the journal I picked up, it said that the Red Inquisition had plans for the Draaza colony who were taken away from their home on Stohess, only to be returning to a dead planet that was once populated by human life and other things."

"The Red Inquisition was taking the Draaza to Earth?! That planet was once pure and unscathed, only to suffer from climate change, pollution, corruption, greed, and religious misery. No wonder the humans left with their animals, plants, food, and other things in which they had no other choice but to thrive here in the Ashizoka System."

"Even though the human population of Earth no longer have a home, they still thrive with more sustainable needs to keep them going."

"But the population that once housed this ship were all Draaza," said Nibori.

"Not all of them, for a human woman was among one of them, but she could be dead right now..."

Without warning, we heard the sound of claws scratching on the metal walls from outside as we noticed one of the intruders crashing through in which it was more monster than Draaza. I had nothing more than just pity for it as I had no other choice but to kill the creature before it managed to attack with my raw power. Dvora, on the other hand, was shocked to see what was there in front of her as she had a gut feeling that she would end up like what we saw earlier, for she was on the cusp of being in the matron stage herself.

"Is that what I would become like if I didn't mate with someone?" she said.

"I'm afraid so," I said gravely.

"That settles it!"

"Settles what?" asked Nibori.

"I have to hook up with, marry, and even bang Anaira after this is over with! Kazuo won't say a damn word the moment we bring the evidence on this ship with us! Therefore, I'll never become like one of them, you hear me?!"

Dvora's missteps took a wrong turn as she ended up going towards a secret compartment. What she didn't expect to see was that there was a cryogenics room in which there was one lone survivor that was in one of the stasis units. Opening it up, Dvora saw the young Draaza girl as she had a burgundy comb on her head while wearing a pastel green hanbok and shoes. Waking up, she simply had the same eyes as me, but like the ocean's in which she was worried about someone, but who?"

"Where is everyone?" she asked.

"They're all turned into monsters," I said.

"And what about my mother? She is related to the Sam Winchester of old, isn't she?"

"She's long dead, but we have to get out of here," said Nibori as she came into the stasis area. "Avery's not back and Blake's still injured. I can't abandon them, nor my duties as a member of the White Rosalia Salvaging Company, I have no other choice but to destroy this derelict after what I saw all over."

It wasn't long until I heard the doors to the sickbay close tightly in which I ran towards the doors and spotted a human man dressed in a spacesuit. He was different as I also noticed the White Rosalia Salvaging Company logo on his suit shoulder, but I sensed that he was in it to do more than just look for parts. He had other intentions in mind as he was most likely to be on a vile power trip indeed. To Nibori's shock, she saw the man as she was glad to see him at first, but was disappointed that he would do something vile by locking all of us in the sickbay on this derelict ship.

"Avery!" she yelled. "What are you doing here and why are you locking us in the sickbay?!"

"There's been a change of plans," he said.

"We were supposed to salvage the Doohan, not get killed in it!"

"It is the will of the Red Inquisition that you were fated to die here, Nibori, which went against your father's wishes as well."

"Does Blake know about this?!"

"Blake is no longer here with us, my dear Nibori… The Red Inquisition is still alive after all those centuries since that idiot founder of the Medical Corps died at their hands, only to lead the pious towards Earth with pure minds and pure souls. In the end of it all, it's a shame that you have to die, for it is the will of the Red Inquisition, the Mother Church, and even Lucifer himself!"

"No! You can't do this! How could you betray us like that?!" Nibori watches Avery walk away with a smile on his face as she was banging on the door. "Damn you!" She hears air hissing from one of the vents. "Are we being gassed to death?! No… We're gonna die here..."

I saw Nibori's reaction clearly as it was ringing true to the vision that I had. To my assumptions, I noticed the vent leaking targa gas as I used my raw power to transport it out of the ship in which I had to protect everyone on board the Doohan. With the door to the sickbay opened up, we left it, but not without bringing the evidence that was found, for we had to get to Castiel and Anaira before it was too late…

Anaira was searching the vast living quarters of those who were no longer there as he was looking desperately for me and Dvora. With Castiel taking the lead, he was concerned about the brutal conditions that were there as both he and Anaira walked towards a chapel that was similar to an evangelical church with stained glass walls depicting religious figures from the Bible. The sight of this made Castiel feel uneasy as he remembered his first and only time as a powerful deity, only to melt away and releasing the Leviathans from the Elder Days once.

"This area looks more like a cathedral than a standard space chapel," said Anaira as he picked up a Bible from the floor. "The inhabitants of this place were very much into Sunday school, but most of them are Draaza."

"The Draaza's main deity was also the mother of God and His siblings," said Castiel. "It is said that the Draaza also worshiped both the Matriarch and Pendragon in which their offspring had areas of what were given to them. God had the universe, the Cultivator had the monsters, and the Darkness wanted more until Pendragon himself banished her into her prison once."

"I've heard of her in which she went by the name Amara at the time. Still, as for the Draaza group that kept holding their constant powwows here, they were surely kept under a tight leash by their new handlers before they ended up dying out." Anaira sees some scripture that was written in the Bible in his hand due to its pages being once blank. "Looks like sexual tendencies towards couples have been stripped away in which it was deemed a 'carnal sin of the flesh,' but c'mon; everybody does it!"

"Being celibate has both its pious potentials and its downsides, but my Father always believed in having extra children to make a family in the first place."

"But whoever worshiped here in this Dave Allen torture chamber weren't so lucky in which there are no survivors here."

Without warning, Castiel and Anaira heard a sound of a gun eing cocked as they turned around and noticed Blake all bandaged up after being attacked by the monsters that were lurking everywhere on this ship. He never saw them here before, but he was on edge as he was most likely to be engulfing them in a huge misunderstanding on the horizon.

"Don't move!" he yelled. "Are you guys pirates just to steal from this jalopy that's about to be salvaged?!"

"We're not pirates and if we did, we would be wearing old-time gear complete with eyepatches, hooks, and peglegs by now," said Anaira.

"If you're not pirates, then what the hell are you?!"

"We're from the Order of Letters," said Castiel. "We know about the plight on board this ship in which the people who once boarded here are no longer what they were."

"I've seen them before the moment they killed and ate two of my comrades. Nibori went off to find what was there in the medical level, but I haven't heard from her. Avery's out there hunting more of those things that look like Draaza, but more like what was written in those old Supernatural books."

"If you're talking about Wendigo, then they're not like them 'cause they leave no scraps behind," said Anaira. "Therefore, Sam and Dvora went over there on a hunch, but haven't showed up yet."

"Alert! Levels of targa gas rising," said a computer voice. "All citizens of this ship must acquire a safety mask and spacesuit immediately."

The alarm continued to blare until it stopped in which Castiel saw something being tossed from outside. It was the targa gas cannister that was hissing as it was drifting away further from the derelict ship. It was a godsend that we were all safe for the time being, but the danger was far from over as Castiel saw Avery approaching with a gun pointed at him and the other two in tow, for the traitor wasn't about to let anyone leave anytime soon.

"Avery, it's good to see you, man," said Blake hopefully.

"I didn't come here to rescue you, Blakey," he said as he smiled. "I came here on the behalf of the Red Inquisition to kill those who delved into their secrets."

"You sided with those who only have an allegiance to Lucifer, only to see others get burned in his wrath," said Castiel. "I was once killed by Lucifer in the Elder Days, but my days of constant rebirths and redemption proved to be a powerful on the battlefield."

"Lucifer will be freed from the shackles of Torune Mitani's magic once again, but it's only a matter of time that the new Messiah will say yes to him eventually."

"Does Sam or Dvora know of your treachery?" said Anaira as he was getting testy. "Does your comrade from the company know of your dirty deal?"

"Nibori is dead from the targa gas, but you will soon follow eventually."

"What?" asked Blake.

Those words from Avery's mouth were more than enough to cause Blake to attack him as he lunged towards him and wrestled the gun out of his hands. Anger flooded him as he was punching his treacherous comrade in the jaw to the point of bleeding. He was really letting him have it until he was stopped by Castiel and Anaira, for they heard a self-destruct alarm blaring from above.

"You sick bastard!" yelled Blake as he spat in Avery's face. "You use us like pawns just to preserve this chamber of horrors?!"

"The Mother Church demands that you stay put in order to preserve such piousness!" he yelled.

"So you betray your fellow people from your salvaging company just to lead them to such horrors?!" yelled Anaira. "You're on the same level as that insane group who started up the Second Galvanic Uprising in the first place!"

"Betrayal is a key part into preserving what you truly want, only to see the results that come towards fruition."

"And you betray your comrades to preserve this grave with no air?" said Castiel. "I have done a lot worse than you, only to have consequences for my actions. I even ended up releasing the Leviathans in the Elder Days, only to be torn asunder from madness to staying in Purgatory for my sins."

"You won't last long because once this ship blows up, you will be with those who remained pure and good."

Without further hesitation, Blake got out his combat knife and stabbed Avery in the chest for betraying him and the rest of the fallen team. Even though he had no regrets, he was also grateful to avenge his comrades who fell at the hands of the creatures who had a ravenous appetite for those who came here on that derelict. With the self-destruct alarm blaring, he was ready to go in which there was only twenty minutes to leave before it was too late.

"The self-destruct system has been activated," said a computer voice blaring all over. "All units must evacuate immediately." Everyone sees a presence of a few Draaza-like monsters lurking towards them as they used their weapons on them. "This is not a drill. All units and personnel must evacuate immediately. You now have nineteen minutes to leave."

"That's our cue to go," said Blake.

"Where's Sam?" asked Castiel.

"What are you talking about?"

"There's a tall guy with silver hair running around with a Draaza bodyguard that are still out there," said Anaira. "Let's just hope that they got out first."

And so, all three fled towards the hangar as they noticed me and the rest in tow. To Blake's surprise, he saw Nibori to be unharmed as he was glad to see her safe. As for the rest of us, we were alive as we even brought the young Draaza girl with us the moment we fled to our shuttles. Without warning, I saw what was left of the ill-fated crew crawling towards us with hunger on their minds. With my raw power up to full, I had no other choice but to put what was left of the ship's inhabitants out of their misery once and for all.

"These people who lived a pious life against their wishes don't deserve to roam as monsters," I said as I had pity and mercy. "May the other gods and your Matriarch lead all of you in the afterlife. You can all find peace once you make it there." Tears rolled down my cheeks as I was ready to deliver the last blow. "No one should deserve to suffer like this under such piety that has been blended into corruption. May all the gods welcome you to the afterlife..."

At that moment I used my raw power to kill what was left of the ill-fated crew that were monstrous beyond repair. Even though I finished them off, I saw the ghosts of the Draaza colony and the one who recorded that video as they were all going up to Heaven as planned. By the time we all left for our shuttles, we fled the Doohan as we were on our way back to Mirkos after what was there in front of us. By the time we all left, the Doohan exploded as there was nothing left but space debris scattered everywhere. Even though the incident was over, Avery's body was adrift and sticking onto a chunk of asteroid, but he wasn't alone. Standing in front of his lifeless body, there was a familiar sight dressed in a spacesuit waiting for him as it was none other than Hideyono Kuronaga, who was both armed with the Mark of Cain and the First Blade respectively, for he wasn't about to let such a dead body go adrift without any further agreement.

"You went up against the future savior and my mistress still waits for her dark master to be freed from Torune Mitani's prison, only to fall in his prime," he said as he uses the First Blade to touch at Avery's skin. "Still, your work isn't done yet, for it will give you wings in the end. Crowley is dead and Milverton still rules as the King of Hell, only for Abaddon to scream against him. Still, my friend, it's time that you howled at the moon for once, for it will do you good."

Avery felt life returning to him as his wounds were healed. With Hideyono smiling with such fervor, he saw Avery's eyes opening up as they were a bleak shiny onyx in which he was now a demon in the service of those who believed into stopping the Destiny of Worlds from becoming a reality, for it wasn't over just yet…

I was at the home office of the White Rosalia Salvaging Company as I was standing in front of the boss of it. Even though my mission to protect what was left of the crew, I also had to file a report to the boss of the company as he was glad to see a few survivors that were safe. With the Doohan destroyed, I was most likely to show the evidence to the Order's higher-ups as it was much more damning indeed.

"Your superior from the Medical Corps is to arrive shortly," I heard the boss say. "What you found on that ship before it was destroyed can prove to us about the Draaza physiology and how it changes if one doesn't… get it on, perhaps?"

"It's been written in the journal I found in which all of the Draaza that were brought towards the Doohan weren't lucky, but one was," I said.

"It's that Draaza girl that's been under observation by the Medical Corps, but she appears to be healthy after being in stasis from all the tragic ordeal that occurred."

"The evidence is crystal clear that if a Draaza from both the Patron and Matron stages who haven't had any sexual experience or breeding to produce children have turned into a monsters that are similar to those of a Wendigo or Leviathan. And do you know who were responsible for causing them to turn after all those centuries? It was the Red Inquisition in which they demanded a Draaza colony to leave their home on Stohess in order to suppress their urges to mate with one another to obtain a pious lifestyle for the grace of their own corruption. The side effects are crystal clear in which they even experienced withdrawal symptoms similar to an addict's."

"And I've read that report, Sam," said Kazuo as he entered into the office. "It also appears that I should also have a change of heart when it comes to Anaira making his own decision to marry Dvora after all."

I saw Kazuo fish out a card that was decorated with gold paint as he gave it to me. It was an announcement to officiate the wedding between Anaira and Dcora as I also didn't want her to turn into a ravenous monster like what was seen on the Doohan. Even though he had a change of heart, he was still under such a stern demeanor as he was most likely to be happy with the decision after what was shown to him, for seeing the changes of a Draaza in their suxual stages turn into such a monstrosity needed to be prevented at once at this time…

Dvora was at a diner as she was eating on a plate of nebri skewers and pork buns while drinking a glass of cola. The sight of the monsters attacking on the Doohan unnerved her as she feared the worst the moment she was fearing the side effects of not mating with what was picked for her. Just as she was about to take a bite of the skewer on her plate, she saw Anaira arriving towards her as he had his own plate of food, for he was not about to let her out of his sight just yet.

"Mind if I sit down?" he asked as he sat down.

"Go ahead," said Dvora. "I don't have a ravenous appetite for humanoid flesh right now."

"You're scared that you'll turn into one of those poor souls on the Doohan, aren't you?"

"After what I saw, I'm damn well scared after what was there. Still, I wanna get with you, but I have a gut feeling that the red menace in medical clothes won't allow it after what we went through."

"And it won't happen," said Masako as she entered into the diner.

"Masako…," said Anaira as he was stunned to see her coming here.

The stalwart and stoic member of the Order arrived here as she was making sure that her brother didn't go out of his way to et married and laid right now. Still, she wasn't about to let him off the short leash that was tethered to him as she was about to make it clear to him to stay the course to celibacy.

"I won't let you marry, Anaira," she said to him. "It is forbidden to do so just the way our grandfather allowed it."

"Well, he's got a change of heart after seeing the evidence of how such celibacy turns one into a ravenous that eats people to the brink a living hell," he said to her defiantly. "It's high time that I got laid after my wedding and no one will stop me from doing so."

"No! Celibacy is key to our reason to stay pure, only to see ourselves to do so after our parents died."

"Didn't Grandma tell you that being a little too celibate can turn anyone into a monster? I have a duty to marry Dvora and I won't let it go to waste! And another thing, it's my life and my choice to make, not yours! Have you ever consider about finding yourself either a boyfriend or girlfriend to cuddle with for the rest of your life? You should give it a try till the bitter end, and don't you forget it!"

Dvora saw Anaira standing up for his decision to marry her as he smiled gladly in this time of change and reflection. Still, Masako remained fervent in her celibacy as she only glared at him the moment he returned to Dvora's table while eating his food. Even though a time of change was coming, there would soon be an obstacle in the way as the factor of celibacy versus marriage and children would soon clash if one wasn't careful, for this wasn't the very end of it anytime soon…

To be continued...