Man, this chapter took a stretch of the imagination to write, so my apologies if it takes a stretch to understand.
Also, there is no, I repeat, NO sexual innuendo present in this story. This tale is not meant to suggest or emulate sexual intercourse in any way. (Sorry, I've had people say the story seemed a bit sexual). Yes, the story can be considered sensual in some parts, but it is simply based on emotion.
Anyhow, let us continue!
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"There are still two in room twenty-eight.", Dagon told the other alien man. "Force them into G2 phase."
"Yes.", the other answered and, bowing slightly, exited through the rear door.
Dagon turned back to the computer screens that displayed the experiences of the other girls and smiled. Everything was going very well. He was about to get back to the business of modifying the G2 phases for each pairing when the door nearby the control console slid open. Stepping through, not immediately aware of his presence, was Sakaki and Chiyo. Noticing Dagon, they tried to retreat quickly, but the door has already slid shut and apparently locked.
"No need to run.", Dagon said. "This entire station is controlled by our minds."
Sakaki returned his relaxed gaze with a terrifying one of her own. "You're not the only one here?"
Dagon shook his head. "No, of course not. Like you have been told, we do not have names as you humans do. We are all members of the Dagon race."
"So you all...", Sakaki began.
Dagon nodded. "Yes, technically, we are all named Dagon."
Sakaki stood stiffly, Chiyo gripping the hem of her shirt. "What do you really want? Why do you force us to reproduce against our will?"
Dagon smiled. "For being so smart as to escape our holding cell...I will tell you. We do not wish to hurt any of our captives. We are but a dying race of males that need your progenies to populate our own race. It started ages ago when our ancestors were created on our home world."
He looked wistful for a moment. As wistful as an alien man with black eyes could.
"We were created as an quadroploid, quadoxyribo race. Our genetic code contains four copies of our chromosomes as well as our nucleic acid being composed of a helix of four. To populate our race we reproduced with women of a race whose code contained a helix of four, thus producing a child with a helix of four."
"What happened then?", Sakaki asked, pleased at finally getting answers.
"Then the war began. A rival planet destroyed much of our race, along with the planet we populated. The refugees travelled across the universe, seeking out a method of repopulating our race. Our ancestors came upon Earth. Seeing the euploid, ribo nucleic early humans of this world, we tried to reproduce with them. We thus produced a type of human with two chromosome copies and a dioxyribo helix code."
"You mean us?", Chiyo squeaked.
"Yes. But no matter how hard we tried, from there we could not produce an offspring with a code of four. Over time your code became stable and we were forced to retreat. Ever since our race has dwindled to an alarming number. Then we discovered somatic reproduction."
He took a step towards the girls, his arms open as if pleading.
"That is why we need human somatic cells to form an organism with a code of four. That is why we take only female humans. Two females beget a female. Two males will produce a male. We need your children to reproduce with. Our race depends upon it. That is why we take you."
"I will not let you use Chiyo to reproduce. I cannot let that happen. You lied to us once. I cannot believe what you say anymore."
Dagon frowned slightly.
"We need your code..."
With lightning speed he reached to his belt a retieved what looked like a syringe. With one fluid motion he jabbed it into Sakaki's neck and, after depressing the plunger to administer the fluid, tossed the empty away.
"...to continue our conquests."
Sakaki fell to the floor, seemingly unmoving. Chiyo began to scream in terror.
"What did you do!", she screamed.
"She is fine. But if you two do not consent I will have to perform the process myself."
He grabbed Chiyo about the waist in strong arms and hoisted her over his shoulder. None of her kicking, screaming protests seeemed to affect him. Using his other hand he gripped the back of Sakaki's shirt and effortlessly lifted her as well.
"Let us go! Let us go! HELP!", Chiyo screamed for help as Dagon carried them out of the room, his face emotionless. With a trotting pace, he carried the girls through brightly lit hallways, passing at least five other emotionless men that seemed to be clones of one another. Upon reaching another door, Dagon stepped through it.
Inside the room was furnished as a laboratory. Vials, odd substances, and other mechanisms that suggested scientific experimentation. He carried them to the back of the room. There stood two contraptions that looked torturous. They consisted of a network of metal bars set up in a way that made them look like spiders, rearing back to attack. In the center was a metal seat, complete with belts.
Dagon dropped Sakaki into the left machine. He forcibly pushed Chiyo into the other, strapping across her chest with the belts, preventing her movement. All without so much as a grin or sound he pulled her arms wide and clamped them into two cuffs that held them tight. Her index finger of her right hand was then clamped into another cuff that pressed on the top joint, stopping any movement. He repeated the process with Sakaki's unconcious form. Although, he clamped her left index finger so hers and Chiyo's were nearly touching.
"Stop this! STOP!", Chiyo continued to scream and cry as she fought futilely against the restraints.
Dagon stepped back for a moment and placed a set of dark goggles on his eyes. He then retrieved a device that looked similar to a cigar cutter. Bringing this foward he pressed it against Chiyo's finger. Chiyo writhed in pain as the device clipped away layers of her skin, one at a time. What was left was a small depression of raw, open skin that did not bleed. He repeated the process on Sakaki. Upon completion he moved the clamps slightly so that the raw pieces of both fingers were touching. Chiyo continued to close her eyes and whimper in pain and terror.
"It will be over in a moment.", Dagon said offhand to Chiyo.
He picked up a pre-filled syringe and administered the drug into Sakaki's arm. She awoke, yet she was not fully aware. She head still lolled in a groggy state and the only sounds she made were pained moans.
"Sakaki-san!", Chiyo called to the girl, trying to garner her attention. It did not work.
Dagon stepped to a console beside the machines. He turned knobs, flicked switches, typed lines of code as a loud buzzing erupted in the room.
"All will change in a moment.", he spoke as he pressed the final button.
A wave of energy flew through each girl. Chiyo lay her head back in ecstacy. It was not the great pain she expected to feel. Instead everything pleasurable spread through her body. Every happy feeling, every physical pleasure erupted in that moment to form a new, more complex, type of glee. She couldn't help but smile. Sakaki had a similar reaction. Feelings she had not felt in ages were brought back as her body ad mind were flooded with euphoria.
Dagon stepped closer to examine the bright pinpoint of light forming between the touching fingers of the girls. He waited, watching the girls smile as their brains were stimulated with feelings of love and joy. He grabbed a hollow, transparent sphere from a rack beside the machines and held it close to the pinpoint of light.
He grabbed their fingers and pulled them apart from one another. In the same motion he captured the light within the hollow sphere, closing it with a snap.
The buzzing in the room subsided and the girls' facial expressions still held lingering signs of joy on them.
They were exhausted though. Physically and mentally exhausted. Neither seemed to be able to keep their eyes open. All they could see was the blurry form of Dagon place the sphere containing the spark of light into a device that resembled a glass enclosed shower stall.
Dagon placed the spark into the formulator and set the dial to age the specimen. He activated the device just as another alien burst through the door. Although his face did not express worry, his voice did.
"Specimen A-3 is close to inseperation!"
Dagon stood, aghast at what the man was saying.
"That shouldn't happen under controlled conditions! What went wrong?", he asked.
"The bond was too strong."
"Impossible!", Dagon exclamined. He glared at the semi-concious Sakaki and Chiyo before running from the room, following the other man.
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Kagura sat beside Osaka on a small grassy knoll. Even though they had been a while without food or drink, neither felt hungry nor thirsty. Seeing no method of escape, they had spent their time discussing different subjects. Flying squirrel to dinosaur poop. One thing led to another and eventually the discussion came to friendship.
"Do you really feel like no one cares?", Kagura asked.
"Uh-huh.", Osaka nodded her head sadly. "All this time ya'll just think I'm dumb. I ain't dumb though. I just think 'bout stuff that school doesn't judge smarts by."
"Maybe you should be an inventor?", Kagura suggested.
"Nah...I dun think the world needs a horse shavin' machine.", Osaka stated.
Kagura thought deeply for a moment. "Only you, Osaka. Only you could come up with something so out of this world."
Osaka looked at Kagura, the hurd evident in her normally blank eyes. "See...ya'll just think I'm dumb..."
Kagura waved her hands in protest. "No,no! That's not what I meant. What I meant was that only you have a mind that can come up with such creative ideas. I bet you no one else would ever think of something like that."
"Really?", Osaka asked, sheepishly.
"Yeah! When it comes to new ideas, you're very smart! I guess everyone has their own kind of intelligence. Since we're not all the same anyhow...", Kagura mused.
"Yer good at statistics and stuff. Like...I could as 'bout any sports player and you'd know right away all sorts of things.", Osaka pointed out.
"...What good is that though?", Kagura asked.
"Memory.", Osaka tapped Kagura's forehead. "Ya got a good memory."
Kagura smiled. "I guess it's just selective."
Osaka leaned foward, clutching her legs to her chest as she watched the endlessly moving clouds.
"I guess we're all good fer somethin'."
"Yeah...It sucks that I didn't spend a whole lot of time hanging out with you before this.", Kagura said.
"I know whatcha' mean. Yer really smart and fun to talk to.", Osaka said with a smile towards her new close friend.
"You're not so bad yourself.", Kagura joked, ruffling Osaka's hair with her hand.
Osaka smiled and decided to take action on an impulse. She had always loved hugs, but ever since high school she had only been able to hug Chiyo-chan without others looking at her like some freak. She had been wanting to hug another one of her friends, because in her eyes friends should express their love for one another. So, at that moment she wrapped her arms around Kagura's waist and lay her head across her chest, smiling.
Kagura was caught off guard by the action, reacting with surprise at first but then settling into placing her arms around the rather far-off girl and holding her in an awkward embrace. Hugs were foreign to Kagura. Her parents were never very openly affectionate to her and in her school years her friends nary showed any towards her either. This was the first hug she could actually remember. Thus her blush and smile was not unwanted.
Was was odd though was how the sky began to dissolve, ripping apart like oil and water.
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Kaorin and Chihiro slumped to the rock ground, panting and exhausted. It seemed to them that they had walked endlessly. No outside light could be seen, the only illumination came from odd patches of luminescent algae that clung to the ceiling, casting an eerie brackish light. Tired, the girls sat and spoke.
"We're doomed!", cried Kaorin.
Chihiro hung her head. "I don't think there is supposed to be a way out."
"Exactly!", Kaorin said, her voice high with panic. "We're stuck here forever!"
"I don't think forever...but there's no one else I'd rather be stuck with...", Chihiro lowered her voice as she spoke the last part.
Kaorin's laboured breathing began to slow. "What do you mean?"
"Kaorin-chan, how long have we been friends?"
"Um...a long time?", she smiled nervously.
Chihiro chuckled. "You've forgotten, haven't you? It's been almost eight years."
"Has it really been that long?", Kaorin asked.
Chihiro nodded sagely. "Do you remember how we met?"
"You shared your lunch with me.", Kaorin giggled. "And we found out we watched the same anime."
This fact made Chihiro smile. "That's why I can think of no other person who I'd rather be with. We've been together a long time, and even now I worry for you."
Kaorin raised her eyebrow. "What?"
Chihiro looked at her friend pleadingly. "Sometimes I feel left behind. The way you obsess over Sakaki-san is really sad...It makes me feel like you've forgotten me."
Kaorin shook her head. "No, not at all! It's just...", Kaorin turned red and tears came to her eyes as she tried to compose her next words. "I want Sakaki-san...I want her badly..."
"That doesn't mean you have to forget the person that has always been there for you and helped you when you had a problem...", Chihiro spoke sadly.
"Chihiro-chan...I won't forget you but...I love Sakaki-san. My heart is with her..."
Chihiro erupted. She grabbed Kaorin by the shoulders and shook her.
"How can you love someone you barely know!?"
"I love her Chihiro! Why are you so upset!?", Kaorin countered.
Chihiro stared deep into Kaorin's eyes as her own orbs dripped tears.
"Because I love you, Kaorin-chan."
Kaorin's eyes hung open so long it was a wonder they didn't dry and shrivel up.
"You love me?"
Chihiro nodded.
"Why didn't you say anything before?"
"Scared...I felt that if I had said anything, you would reject me in your lust for Sakaki-san."
Kaorin embraced her friend, feeling complete for once.
"I love you too, Chihiro-chan. At least you love me back..."
"Kaorin-chan?", Chihiro whispered.
"Yes?", Kaorin asked, a blush spreading across her cheeks.
Chihiro pressed her lips against Kaorin's. It will blissful as an electric feeling passed through each of them. A new love born from chaos.
In the heat of the moment, neither noticed the rocks slowly fading away, dissolving as if in acid.
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Sappy, I know. But it's so cute! Don't you think?
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"You love me...don't you?", Koyomiko asked through teary eyes. Her form had become solid now, so the tears ran down her cheeks instead of through them.
Tomo and Yomi shared a glance.
"Of course we do.", Yomi cooed. She could not deny how adorable the little girl was. If in fact is was their daughter it would be their responsibility to make sure she was safe.
Even Tomo spoke sweetly to the girl. "We love you, Koyomiko."
She ruffled the nude girl's hair which caused a rather placid smile to cross Tomo's face.
It was about this time that the girl noticed she was naked.
"Ah! I'm naked!", Koyomiko cried.
"Once we get out of here, we'll get you some clothes ok?", Yomi said.
As strange as the situation was, neither Tomo nor Yomi felt the girl would be a burden. It almost was if motherly emotions came naturally.
"Yay! I love you, Mommys!", she hugged each girl in turn. Smiling as her head rested on their stomachs.
"Now if we only knew how to get out...", Tomo mused.
"I'm sorry, but we're going to have to abort the process.", spoke a voice.
Standing before them were two of the alien men. The one who stood futher towards them held a metallic, syringe-like device in his left hand.
"What the hell!?", Tomo asked, surprised at their sudden arrival.
Koyomiko stood beside Yomi, her face contorted in an angry frown.
"We have to take your offspring. There has been a problem.", the man spoke calmly as he approached the three girls.
"No! Koyomiko stays with mommys!", the little girl cried.
"Ah, she has a name.", the man commented.
Koyomiko nodded swiftly.
"Which one of you gave it to her?", he asked.
"I've always had my name.", Koyomiko said.
The man paused, confused. Then he composed himself and raised the syringe-device toward Koyomiko.
"I'm sorry, I have to abort this.", he motioned for the other man to come foward.
The man grabbed Tomo with one arm around her neck and held her, gasping for breath as she fought back to no avail. Using his free hand he easily incapacitated Yomi by snaring her in a headlock.
"Leave her alone, you asshole!", Tomo screamed out at the man approaching the cowering Koyomiko.
"Let my mommys go!", she cried.
The man with the needle simply shook his head in mock sadness as he jabbed the device towards the girl.
Moments before impact, it stopped dead. The man stood, seemingly paralzyed from Koyomiko's brutal glare.
"Don't hurt anyone!", she spoke.
With brutal screams of pain, both men evapourated into wisps of smoke in an instant. Tomo and Yomi fell to the rapidly dissolving ground, gasping for breath. Koyomiko ran to them as the sandstone tomb dissipated.
"We're all safe now.", she said.
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Of course, I'll have another chapter of Help Desk up in a day or so, keep an eye out!
Once again, Koyomiko is not my character. It is owned by Funakounasoul