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Highlander Reality women added this chapter:
Amanda Darieux is played by Elizabeth Gracen
Lisa is played by Alexandra Vandernoot
Midori Koto is played by Tamlyn Tomita
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Chapter 28
January 10th 2005, Atlantis, Main Briefing Room…
"How goes operation Starve Those Suckers," asked Elizabeth as we were all seated.
"Tracking the wraith armada path on their way to Atlantis we have pinpointed every world in the path with a gate and therefore life. So far we have sent ships to each world and transported out the inhabitants before they are sent back to the Milky Way where Earth has set up refugee planets for them," I explained.
"Now we want to get some detailed sensor intelligence. Teyla has selected a world that should be suitable," continued Jeannie.
"I am familiar with the people of this world," added Teyla as she indicated the planet in the hologram of the wraith path floating above the table.
"Ok it sounds like a good idea," Elizabeth agreed while Ayiana nodded her approval.
"Father Teyla is here," I heard the young boy run up and inform his father as Teyla and I approached.
"Teyla," greeted the father.
"Orin it has been many days," greeted my Athosian wife with a large smile.
"Too many," replied Orin as the older man touched foreheads with my wife in the traditional Athosian greeting.
"Look at you. You're so different," Orin exclaimed as his family gathered around while stopping their work in the field.
"Much has changed since my last visit. This is Dr. Harry Demire, my husband," introduced Teyla when she noticed Orin looking at me.
"Husband…congratulations. The harvest is still months away," Orin said.
"Yes…I know. We have not come to trade but to deliver a warning. The wraith are on their way. They will be here around nightfall," Teyla replied.
"Yes it seems they are awakening everywhere. There is no place safe. The wraith will track us down wherever we go," Orin said.
"That is not true. We can take you to a world the wraith have never touched and they never will," answered Teyla.
"Such a place exists," Orin asked in surprise.
"Yes it does," I agreed as I projected a hologram of the Milky Way world Orin's people would be relocated to.
"You must ask your people to gather themselves in their homes and prepare. We can take all of your belongings but not your homes. New homes will be waiting for you when you arrive," Teyla explained.
"We will do so at once…but what about food," asked Orin in concern.
I knelt down in front of one of the plants and activated my multipurpose scanner.
"As you can see food will not be a problem," I informed Orin as the plant in front of me grew to full maturity before their very eyes with a concentrated burst of the growth stimulator ray.
"We will prepare immediately," Orin said happily before hurrying off.
"Did I tell you today how much I love you," Teyla asked me as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Yes but I never tire of hearing it," I answered with a smile.
"I love you Harry James Potter," purred Teyla before leaning up and kissing me.
Soon the entire population of Orin's world was transported through transporter relays, through midway station, and finally to the refugee world where they were reintegrated in newly constructed homes. When the wraith arrived that night they deployed the darts. We watched as the drones flew around for a while looking for people to suck the life out of only to find none.
"Starve you bastards," I said with glee as we sat aboard our cloaked Hatac scanning the hive ships.
"Maybe they will eat each other soon," Teyla said hopefully.
"Hmm…I think I'd like to try eating you," I purred into her ear while sending a mental picture of the last time I woke her up with my face buried between her wonderful spread thighs.
"That sounds like much more fun," replied Teyla before dragging me off to our shipboard quarters, leaving the automated sensors to man themselves under the watchful eye of Aristotle.
"Harry can I talk to you," asked Rodney as he came into my lab.
"Sure what's up," I ask.
"I've got a problem but it's something that I really have to show you," Rodney replied.
"Ok…lead the way."
Rodney began leading me to his quarters. I decided to have a bit of fun.
"You know Rodney there are doctors for things like this. I'm sure Janet would be more suited to helping you out with any troubles you might have," I said in fake nervousness.
"It's nothing like that…it's her," Rodney pointed as he opened his door.
"Rodney how long has Sanir been in your quarters," I asked.
"Since we came back from her planet. You said she would do anything for me and I found that to be true. I smuggled her back aboard one of the ships via the transporter. She has been great but something is wrong with her. Whatever you did to her…I know you did something…she just won't stop trying to have sex with me. I never thought I would say there is such a thing as too much sex," rambled Rodney.
It looks like my lust charm was a little too powerful as even now Sanir looked ready to jump Rodney.
"Step outside for a few minutes Rodney and I'll fix her."
"You mean I can keep her," Rodney asked in excitement.
"Sure…I don't mind," I told him as he left.
With a little mental reprogramming Sanir was the perfect sex slave for Rodney. A bit manipulation with my power and Sanir's sex drive was synchronized with Rodney's and she would now obey his every command.
"Now Rodney I'm leaving to repair the Lagrangian point satellite. If you treat Sanir right I won't tell Jeannie," I informed him.
"Thanks Harry you are the best. Forget anything I ever said about you and my sister," shouted Rodney as I walked down the hall.
Lagrangian point satellite…
"So how bad is it," asked Ford a few minutes after we transported onto the satellite we had gotten distracted from repairing the first time around.
"The main power conduits channeling the energy to the actual weapon were severed," explained Jeannie.
"That sounds like it will take a long time to repair," commented Ford.
"Not really…Aristotle has been running deep scans for the last several minutes to make sure that is the only damage. He's also been running simulations on the best configuration for the installation of a cloaking field generator," I answered.
"How long will that all take to do," asked Aiden.
"Approximately three minutes and fifty-three seconds," responded Aristotle as he walked towards the wall.
The replicat appeared to phase into the wall of the station but in reality he was transforming into his liquid nanite form. The only part that actually phased was the pendant containing the pocket dimension with all of his extra nanites. A white glow lit up the wall as Aristotle used the nearby ship to synthesize and transport in any damaged material. His nanites began to rearrange that material on an atomic level into the form of the repaired conduits. The superconductive conduits were soon repaired.
Aristotle soon moved onto integrating the cloaking generator technology. Three minutes and fifty-three seconds after he started Aristotle reappeared back out of the wall.
"Damn that was quick," said Ford.
"Indeed," I replied with a grin.
"So why did we repair the satellite if we aren't going to use it against the armada approaching Atlantis," questioned Ford.
"There will always be other wraith attacking us…at least until we destroy them all. Consider it a precaution," explained Jeannie.
"Ok we are done here. Let's head back," I announced before transporting us back aboard the Alkesh we took here.
"What's he doing," asked Ford as Aristotle once again integrated into the wall of the ship.
"You know the energy weapon we just mentioned on that station," I asked.
"Yeah," responded Ford while nodding his head.
"Aristotle has decided that he can easily integrate a slightly smaller version into the ships of our fleet," Jeannie informed Ford.
"Cool…just how powerful is this weapon," asked Ford as I began to take the Alkesh slowly back towards Atlantis.
Using the hyperspace generator while Aristotle was mucking around in the ship's systems would have been a bad idea, even for the short jump it would require to reach Atlantis.
"Green beam emitters, which is the simplest translation of what the Ancients called this weapon technology, could punch through a wraith hive shit in less than a second of sustained fire. Of course that emitter onboard the satellite is slightly more powerful but a sustained shot for about four seconds should do the job," I answered while projecting a hologram of a past battle between the Atlantians and the wraith where the green beam tech was used.
"Working with you guys is the coolest," Ford said to us.
Jeannie just smiled at the Lieutenant before Aristotle came out of the wall.
"The ship has been upgraded and I've already instructed the replicat repair crews on each fleet vessel to begin the upgrades. Within a few hours every ship in the fleet should be upgraded," Aristotle announced.
"Now let's go find something to shoot…where is a wraith or Senator Kinsey when you need them," I muttered the last part.
January 17th 2005…
"Anything interesting," asked Ford as I analyzed the data being holographically projected before me from my multiscanner as it interfaced with the data in the wraith computer.
We were currently inside of an abandoned wraith laboratory, the address of which was obtained from one of Teyla's people. The old woman had told Teyla a story about the origin of her wraith sensing abilities. Apparently some of the villagers taken by the wraith on this planet had returned. Never having done so before the villagers were amazed and took it as a blessing, until the returned started mentioning hearing voices and in some cases even turning violent.
The other villagers massacred the returned but several had already been banished offworld so had survived. One of these surviving returned had been an ancestor of Teyla's. We already knew of Teyla's small bit of wraith DNA so knew some of what happened to the returned villagers. Now as I scanned the data being projected we would know why.
"The scientist was blending a bit of wraith DNA with captured humans in an attempt to make their food source more compatible," I explained in disgust.
"They were trying to make their meals more tasty," asked Ford in surprise.
"Basically yes, along with making the feeding process more efficient so they didn't have to feed as often. Their population was much too large and there simply wasn't enough humans to go around if they didn't want to completely exhaust their food supply," I explained.
"I imagine that would have been an issue even before we started project Starve Those Suckers. Now they are most surely quite hungry," spoke up Teyla with a feral grin.
"Here is something interesting. It appears the blending of the DNA gave the humans the ability to not only sense the wraith but hear the telepathic network the wraith use to communicate. I wouldn't recommend trying to access it. The telepathy from a full blooded wraith would still be much stronger," I added.
We soon headed back to Atlantis after obtaining a copy of any data. The origins of my Athosian wife's abilities would stay a closely guarded secret known by only my team and the expedition leaders, who all just happen to be my wives.
"Is everything in place," Elizabeth asked me as I entered the gate room.
"Yes…Ayiana is already in the chair," I answered.
"Excellent," replied Elizabeth before turning to the three teams arrayed before her.
"You all know the plan and are very good at your jobs. Stay safe," Elizabeth said to the arrayed men and women.
Three teams of ten airmen and women each would be boarding the three attack Hives. Most of the members of the team were experienced boarders of the Hatac ships from Milky Way, recently arrived through the midway gate bridge from earth. There were of course several new boarders; Ford, Sergeant Bates, and several others. I myself am leading one team.
"Groden status report on the hives," Elizabeth said into her neural interface while mentally directing the message to the right person.
"All three hive ships are resting in orbit. I count three hives, seven cruisers, and hundreds of wraith darts. The darts are currently scanning the ocean floor for us," explained Groden.
Elizabeth relayed the information to the boarding parties via their neural links. We all knew it was only a matter of time before the wraith broke through the sensor dispersion field and detected the city. We could always activate the cities' cloak but the downside of the power of the Atlantis shields was that it was very difficult to maintain the cloak and shield at the same time while remaining undetected under heavy scanning. We weren't going to give the wraith that long.
"Boarding teams away," I ordered.
We all disappeared in blinding flashes of white light. The cities' transporters had been specially modified to handle so many transports simultaneously. The pilots of thirty wraith darts suddenly found themselves transported into a much too small Atlantis holding cell. Due to food shortages they were very hungry and hadn't eaten in some time. There had already been talk of cannibalism amongst their kind. With such close proximity it was just too tempting as the wraith drones began attacking each other.
"Pop corn," asked Xander as he held out the bowl for Willow.
"Don't mind if I do," the red haired witch replied as she sat beside her husband.
"This is so much better than the TV show," gushed Tara excitedly from Xander's other side.
All three were cloaked and watching events as they transpired.
When I arrived inside of my wraith dart in place of the former pilot I checked my neural link to find confirmations of the arrival of the other nine members of my team. Slowly one by one they quickly appeared. One by one thirty darts broke from the scanning group and headed back towards each of the three ships in groups of ten.
We passed through the hive shields without opposition. After landing the dart I saw a wraith technician waiting at a nearby monitoring console. Without pause I activated my phase device and dropped through the dart hull. The technician didn't even hear or see me coming as I stepped up behind him and snapped his neck. Blue webs of lightning like energy were appearing as if out of nowhere and striking several wraith around the area. Before the bodies even hit the ground they disintegrated. There would be no stunning the wraith on this mission. Our zat gauntlets were set on disintegrate mode in one shot.
Under personal cloak we made it a quarter of a way to the bridge before we were discovered. A wraith hive ship is considerably larger than a Goauld Hatac. There were also quite a few more wraith than Jaffa on this class of ship. The plan called for us to reach the bridge. As the Wraith stunners dissipated against my personal shield I dropped the cloak as it was not working due to the wraith already knowing where I was.
"Alright boys and girls no more playing nice. Let's kill us some wraith suckers," I called out.
The rest of my team dropped their cloaks as I did.
"Aristotle get them," I ordered.
My replicat decloaked as well. He grew to several sizes larger than his saber tooth tiger form and charged. The wraith energy stunners dissipated harmlessly off his form. The screams of dying wraith was music to our ears. I thumbed the switch on a long metal cylinder I carried at my side as I raised it before me. A long beam of blue energy rose from the light saber. My team followed suit with varying colors on their energy weapons. We all charged with the newest weapon I created for the warriors of earth. We were no Jedi but we certainly didn't need to be to cut us up some wraith.
Onboard another ship…
Aiden Ford felt truly alive like he had never experienced before. One moment he was battling a vast number of wraith. There were even more than the replicat copy of Aristotle could take out quickly. Then a massive burst of blue energy was heading towards Aiden from some kind of super stunner. Aiden thought he was going to die but his shield had stopped the blast.
Unfortunately it was apparently enough to weaken the shield. When two more of the super stunners impacted Aiden's shield he knew he was in trouble. The wraith fired several more blasts and Aiden felt his shield fall. A wraith was on him quickly. He felt its hand connect with his chest. All of a sudden a feeling of life and euphoria filled him. He used that feeling to activate his light saber, right into the chest of the wraith. He drug the blade upwards and sliced the wraith in half before bringing the blade down and cutting it into two pieces the other way.
The wraith fell away from Aiden but the feeling did not leave. Ford's mind raced with the implications of what just happened to him. The Lieutenant remembered a detailed briefing given by Janet Frasier on the wraith feeding process to all Atlantis personnel. The wraith flooded their victims with an enzyme created inside of the wraith body with the purpose of bringing up the victim's vitals to optimal levels before the draining of life began. Ford realized that the draining process had been interrupted after the euphoric feelings began.
Ford also realized that the rest of the Atlantis personnel wouldn't let him stay this way. They would stick him in a healing chamber and return him to his weak former self. He couldn't allow that to happen. As his team moved on without noticing his lagging behind Ford began harvesting more of the enzyme from where he remembered it was located in the wraith arm. After he had a good supply Ford waited a while until the team reached the bridge and completed their objective.
As soon as he heard that the team had carried out their objective he requested beam out due to wounds taken. As soon as he was aboard the waiting Alkesh he made his move. The two man Alkesh operators fell to zat stunners. Ford quickly transported them aboard the nearest Hatac before deactivating any tracking on the ship. Due to his transporting the unconscious men into an empty cargo hold no Atlantians knew anything was amiss.
Ford then slowly took the cloaked Alkesh out of the system, jumping away when he was far enough away from the battle.
Back with Harry…
When my team finally reached the bridge we quickly took out any wraith present. Aristotle quickly integrated with the biotechnological systems and took control of the entire ship. He disabled any sensors that would have monitored energy fluctuations throughout the hive ship.
Outside of the ship green beams connected with each wraith cruiser from seemingly empty space. Less than ten seconds later all of the cruisers were balls of exploding wraith tech wreckage. When Aristotle received word that the other two hives were ready he cut the broadcasting of the sensor readings to the other wraith throughout Pegasus. Unlike the Goauld the wraith worked fairly well together against a threat to their species.
Ayiana now took advantage of another system of monitoring used between wraith, their telepathic network. Using the Ancient chair platform Ayiana was able to magnify her own telepathy to very powerful levels.
"Wraith hear me! I am Ayiana, last of the true Ancients. I was walking the planets of this universe before your race even started to evolve. I will be walking those same planets long after your race has ended. It will end because you have angered my people and I. We will wipe you from existence and eliminate any memory of your presence. Your time on this plane of existence is short for the Ancients have returned!"
The mental broadcast was heard by all, not just the wraith, but it would be carried over their mental network across the galaxy. Aristotle meanwhile coordinated the transport of large groups of wraith off the hives into space. Once all of the wraith onboard were off he began transporting the wraith out of the darts below. Darts began falling from the sky by the dozens as their former pilots were dying in the vacuum of space where not even the wraith could survive.
Due to Aristotle deactivating any monitoring the other wraith in Pegasus would not know how to jam our transporters when we next meet.
Gate room…
"A hell of a coming out party," Elizabeth said with a smile when we transported back down.
"The only kind of party to have," I responded with a wide grin.
"Let's have a real party while Aristotle installs those cloaking generators," said Teyla with a smile matching mine.
That is just what we did, had a massive city wide party in celebration of all we have achieved. The real party for me began when I arrived back in my room.
Insert smut scene here
The next morning I decided it was time to find a new reality to expand my consciousness into so phased into the between. Finding a new cluster with beings of power illuminated by their bright cores of power I headed towards the one that I sensed as my counterpart.
Highlander Universe…
When I merged with my newest counterpart it was to find myself with the identity of one Duncan MacLeod, four hundred year old immortal. This breed of immortal was new to me. The only way to kill my kind in this reality is to take our heads and with it our power. We immortals call it The Game. Looking down at my hands I activated my claws originally taken from my merging with my wolverine counterpart.
"Let them try to take my head with this lovely alloy wrapped around my skeleton," I mused aloud.
Ever since I started discovering other powers in my counterparts from different realities I have been jumping from reality to reality with my body stored in my essence. When my essence merges with a new counterpart the physiology of my new merged body is that of the one stored in my essence along with the features of my counterpart, their looks and any powers they might have. This "quickening" as the immortals of this reality call their power core was having interesting reactions as it merged with my essence. I was surprised to find that in sufficient quantities this quickening has the power to permanently even harm me, an ascended god.
I realized the implications almost immediately and hope no other ascended god has found this reality cluster. From my new memories I know of no substance in this universe capable of breaking through my adamantium coated skeleton so my head should be safe for now. Just then I was drawn from my musings as I sensed another immortal approach with a tingle of my power.
"I'm sorry Maurice you should go. There is trouble approaching," I told my friend who was visiting.
I sensed my old friend Amanda Darieux much sooner than I would have been able to before the merging. It was enough time to usher Maurice out another door.
"Hello MacLeod," the beautiful Amanda greeted with a smile.
"Amanda what are you doing here," I asked falling back on previous interactions for guidance.
"That's what I love about you…you're always so warm and welcoming," she said with false playfulness.
"Amanda something is wrong. I've known you for centuries and I can tell when something bad has happened. What is it," I asked as I approached my occasional lover.
"Ask me to stay," she asked as her façade began to crack.
"Stay, please…I will never turn down the company of such a beautiful person," I told her gently as I caressed her cheek.
My counterpart has been in love with this woman for centuries even though he hadn't yet reached the point where he would admit it to himself.
"Would you just hold me," she whispered near tears.
I pulled her into a hug and let her rest her head against my shoulders.
"It's about Rebecca. She's dead," Amanda informed me as I rubbed her back gently.
"Do you know who did it," I asked.
"I don't know," she replied.
We fell silent as I sensed Amanda reliving some of her earliest times with Rebecca. Apparently we immortals are prone to lapse into old memories seeing as we have long memories. Soon we were flying our way to Rebecca's home city. We walked towards her grave hand in hand.
"MacLeod do you ever wonder what it's like to die," Amanda asked me.
"I know what it's like," I replied.
"How so," she asked.
"Amanda the more heads you take the more powerful you get. I haven't taken mass numbers of heads but the ones I have taken are from some pretty powerful immortals. The more power you get the closer you are to the prize. I can sense it and what is beyond this veil we call reality. This is only the beginning," I told her.
"Well the longer I live the more attached I get to myself. I don't want to die anytime soon," she told me.
"Do not worry love. I won't let anybody touch your neck but me. I like you just the way you are," I told her as we walked up to Rebecca's grave.
"Amanda," greeted Rebecca's mortal husband, Jon, as Amanda gave him a hug.
"This is Duncan MacLeod," Amanda introduced after they broke the hug.
"Glad you could come. Amanda spoke of you often," said Jon as he shook my hand.
"And of you…Jon this may seem very strange and somewhat horribly rude but bear with me I beg of you. They somewhat tried to reattach her head right," I asked.
"Yes," Jon answered visibly shaken.
"I suggest you both step back," I instructed.
Reaching down I gripped the edge of the tomb covering and lifted it up with more strength than I should have possessed as an immortal in this reality.
"How," asked Amanda in shock.
"I told you I've sensed the prize. For the last several hundred years I've been meditating and practicing touching the prize…it is what grants all immortals their power. This is but a fraction of what it can do," I told Amanda as I set the large stone cover to the side.
Reaching down into the tomb I grabbed hold of a coffin handle and pulled it up out of the ground. Opening the coffin I saw my old friend Rebecca, still in final death. Positioning my hand over her neck I began to channel what looked like lightening out of my hand. A bright white glow began to spread forth from my body to encompass all of Rebecca as Jon and Amanda stared on in awe. After a few moments the glow receded and Rebecca sat up while staring around in shock.
"What happened? The last thing I remember is Luther about to take my head," asked Amanda.
Waking up in a coffin is nothing new to an immortal. We often have to fake our deaths or if we do temporarily die we usually wake up in a coffin.
"He did take your head. I brought you back," I answered.
"How," asked Rebecca as I helped her out of the coffin.
"Rebecca," whispered Jon in amazement before he rushed his wife and enveloped her in a loving embrace.
"Hold that thought," I told the three as I disappeared from sight.
"Where did he go," I heard Amanda gasp.
A second later I heard the same thing from Luthor as I silently apparated behind him and his two mortal henchmen as they watched the reunion between Rebecca, Jon, and Amanda.
"Right here shithead," I growled.
Before the three could even fully turn, adamantium claws sprouted from the chest of the two mortals. As Luther finished turning and made to draw his sword my knee came up and connected with his genitals hard enough to shatter his pelvis as my adamantium knee cap struck. As he gasped for breath and clutched his ruined pelvis I wrapped my arm around his neck with a grip he would never be able to break and proceeded to drag him the few hundred feet to my companions.
"Luther," cried Rebecca in rage.
Amanda handed Rebecca her sword.
"He is yours by right my lady. Since I know he wouldn't have been able to beat you without cheating I feel no remorse in doing the same," I informed the trio as a single claw came out of my middle knuckle and severed Luther's spine.
He would heal but not before Rebecca took his time.
"You definitely have some explaining to do," Amanda informed me as she saw the claw retract.
"Gladly, later love," I replied.
I propped Luther against the nearest grave stone.
"This is for threatening to kill Jon you bastard," snarled Rebecca before swinging forth and severing Luther's head.
Amanda, Jon, and I stepped back as Rebecca's quickening started. Tendrils of lightening arced into Rebecca for several minutes as she absorbed Luther's power.
"Luther has been busy. He's killed all of my other students but you Amanda and Anri," Rebecca announced as she rose to her feet after the quickening ended.
"Why," asked Amanda.
"The crystals I gave you. He believed the legends of them making an immortal invulnerable when united a little too much. The legends could be true but Luther wanted that power," explained Rebecca.
"Let's go back to your place Rebecca and I can explain a few things to you all," I suggested.
They nodded and we all drove back to their house. Before we left the grave yard I made sure to have Aristotle modify the memories of the watcher recording the events. The watchers weren't like the organization from my home reality. These watchers observed and recorded events from the lives of immortals. They don't need to know how powerful I am. I also had my replicat transport the rest of the crystals from Luther's stash up to my ship. The watchers would have retrieved them and I don't need that headache. Legend says the crystals formed a stone which gave a mortal immortality.
When we were all comfortably seated in a pair of love seats, Rebecca with Jon and Amanda with me, I began to explain a few things.
"As I told Amanda earlier, for centuries now I've been sensing a deeper and deeper connection with the source of our immortal power. Through much meditation I've deepened that connection. Some of the heads I've taken have been from some very powerful immortals. What I did with Rebecca is something I've been building towards for a while," I lied.
The Rebecca sitting before me wasn't the exact same Rebecca who died. This one was from a point in time just slightly before that one died. Pulling a soul from heaven was not a nice way to treat a friend. This Rebecca is identical to the one who died. I think of them as a small part of a much larger multi-universal entity. The culmination of such an entity is an ascended god who has absorbed all of their counterparts from all realities. As far as I know there is no such being besides possibly the creator; but that is uncertain since the creator likely made such a system up.
So in essence all I did when I brought Rebecca back was redirect a part of her greater being from a timeline where she was destined to lose her head; where there are an infinite number of such realities.
"And the disappearing trick and knives form the hands," asked Rebecca.
"You are all familiar with Einstein right," I asked.
"Of course," said Jon.
"Well I was Einstein in a past life," I announced to be met with silence.
"But you can't be Duncan. Einstein was a small rather unattractive looking man and you…you Duncan are by no means small in any sense of the word," purred Amanda.
"And definitely not unattractive," added Rebecca.
Jon just accepted his wife's compliment to me with indifference. As the lover of an immortal you understand they've had many lovers throughout their long life.
"If you hadn't bedded him all those centuries ago when we first met him Amanda I would have," informed Rebecca.
"Anyway," I cleared my throat as I felt a sudden stirring in my pants, a fact Amanda didn't miss with her thigh resting on my crotch with her half draped over me with her head on my shoulder.
"I found myself interested in the physical sciences a few centuries ago so started learning. As you two well know one can learn a lot about a subject in a few centuries. I first found a young philosopher named Newton in England. I started corresponding with him. Over a long developed friendship I convinced him to keep any knowledge of his friendship with me a secret. In exchange I taught him everything he knows about physics and math. I gave him some of my discoveries at that point in time which he published and became famous for. I didn't want that kind of fame as an immortal. I continued to work in those subjects in secret."
"I've made many discoveries I've used intermediaries over the years to let the world know. The last big one was Einstein. When I found Albert in that patent office he was so full of hopes and dreams," I reminisced with a smile as the others stared at me with shock.
"Anyway this and these," I said as I held up a small personal cloaking field generator transported into my pocket from my neural command to my cruiser and the claws protruding from one hand, "are just some of my many inventions the world is not ready for."
"How did you get that metal around your bones," asked Amanda as she tentatively touched my claws.
"Very painfully and I died several times in the process."
"What else can you do," asked Rebecca.
"Well aside from some things only my lovers will ever experience," I said with a smirk as I slid my hand on Amanda's thigh and channeled a pleasure bolt visibly into her mound.
"Oh shit," gasped Amanda as she shook against me in orgasm.
"I can do quite a few more tricks," I finished.
"Rebecca about our conversation about you finding a younger man before Luther attacked you…I think Duncan would keep you very happy…if Amanda doesn't mind sharing of course," Jon spoke up.
"Jon," Rebecca said looking obviously torn.
I could feel her internal agony at the knowledge that plagues all immortals when they fall in love with a mortal; that sooner or later that mortal will grow old and die.
"Amanda I may be able to help you," I spoke up as I stood up for a moment.
In a violent flash of lightning that was merely for show there stood two of me. With another flash there was only one of me again. I sat back down to have Amanda snuggle back up against me.
"What you just saw was my splitting myself in two. One contained a different aspect of my psyche. Right now Amanda is torn between staying with Jon or coming with me. I can split her so that two of her exist, one that wants to stay with Jon but has no considerations of coming with me and another that has the opposite feelings. Now I won't lie and say I don't have selfish reasons for wanting to help you with this. Rebecca you are a very attractive woman. For the one who stays with Jon I'll give you a project I've been working on for the past fifty years," I explained as I pulled two vials filled with a ruby red liquid and placed them on the table between us.
"I plan on ending the game. Now I don't want to kill many of my friends. I'm very confident that I can actually absorb the quickening from another immortal without killing them. Now that would leave my friends mortals…which isn't a very good solution. That elixir you see before you will make you biologically immortal. I've also managed to add the properties to give you a certain mutation. Basically it will give you the healing powers of an immortal. There is one dose for you and one for Jon. I'm going to make the same deal to all of my friends and any immortal who isn't a complete animal," I explained.
I was used to their shocked stares by now but I wasn't sure if their eyes could go any wider.
"Oh and here Jon," I said as I raised my hand in the air.
Lighting jumped the distance between us. Jon began to glow much like Rebecca when I revived her. Soon the glow faded to reveal a Jon matching the apparent physical age of his wife. '
"I can channel my healing powers into others, which is what I did with Rebecca. Aging is nothing more than damage in the DNA that builds up," I explained.
"This is so much to take in all at once Duncan," said Rebecca with tears in her eyes as she ran her hands over her younger husband's face.
"I know Rebecca. Take some time to think my offer over. Just know that if you choose to split off that torn emotion you will be much more at peace with yourself," I explained.
We soon took our leave after some very grateful hugs from the couple. Amanda and I made the short few hour flight back to the boat I live on in silence. I could tell Amanda was doing a lot of deep thinking.
"Ok I know you MacLeod and I know there is no way you could have hidden all of that from me. Just what the hell is going on," Amanda demanded as soon as we got in the door.
I took her hand and sat her down on the edge of my bed beside me.
"Amanda honey you are right…pretty much everything I told you three about the origins of my newfound powers I made up on the spot. This is the truth. When you are ready to promise me that I will be the only man you will be with for all eternity then I will tell you everything. Take some time to seriously think about that. I love you and have for some time now. As you can tell from my offer to Rebecca I sort of have a double standard. You won't be my only woman but I will be your only man if you agree. I promise you will know every female who ever comes to our bed," I explained.
"MacLeod…Duncan…this is all so wild. I'll take some time to think about all of this," replied Amanda.
"Good in the meantime let me show you some of those other tricks I can do," I told her with a grin which she quickly returned.
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A week later…
Amanda and I were sitting together on top of the barge that is my home in Paris just enjoying each other's company. Our enjoyment was ruined when we felt another immortal approaching. Soon we saw Richie, my most recent immortal student, approaching fast on his bike. Richie and I didn't part on the best of terms but that is in the past.
"Richie don't you look like hell…trouble," I asked.
He nodded as he took off his helmet.
"Come on up and tell me about it," I suggested.
"Hello Richie," Amanda greeted with a big smile as she practically glowed with more happiness than she had felt in the last century combined.
An entire week of nothing but sex, romantic dinners at the finest restaurants in Paris, sex, unlimited shopping sprees, sex, and moving in with your greatest lover in a thousand years of life would do that to an immortal.
"Amanda," Richie greeted as I pulled up a chair for him.
"Explain," I suggested.
Richie then told us a tail of how on his biking trip he had a run in with an immortal who never showed his face but killed every mortal around Richie while pinning the murders on my former student.
"Yes I've run into the bastard before. His name is Martin Hyde. He chases the young immortals back to the masters. It's likely he didn't know you were mine. The last time we met I was the one being chased. I tell you what Richie he is watching us right now. You go down to my couch and get some sleep. I'll go take care of this prick. Last time we met he killed a good old friend. I owe him one," I informed Richie.
"Thanks Mac…I didn't know if I would be welcome here after I left," Richie said.
"Don't worry about it. You can always stay on our couch when you are with us in Paris," I said with a warm smile.
"Us," questioned Richie.
"Yes us…Duncan and I are officially living together now," gushed Amanda in happiness.
Somehow her boyfriend made her feel like a newly reborn immortal of fifty.
"I'll be back in a bit love. This shouldn't take long," I informed Amanda before leaning down and kissing her soft sweet lips.
"It better not…you haven't given me my brunch shagging yet," purred Amanda.
"Minx," I said with a grin before shooting her with a pleasure bolt as Richie was walking inside.
A moment later, on the nearby bridge…
"Hello Hyde…long time no see," I greeted the immortal bastard chasing Richie.
I interrupted Hyde just as he was about to call in a tip to the police on Richie's whereabouts.
"MacLeod how did you get up here…you were just down there," cried Hyde.
"It won't matter to you anymore," I replied as I jumped him.
I drove my fists into the assholes' back as I extended my claws. I threw up a notice me not charm to keep the mortals from noticing as we went over the railing and into the river below. Hyde struggled in his death throws as we sank due to my heavy adamantium skeleton. When he finally succumbed and died due to severe chest trauma I sheathed my claws. Wrapping my hands around his neck I squeezed and squeezed until his neck tore in two and his head came free to make sure this is Hyde's final death. The quickening hit me in the water. Hyde had been a busy head taker the last six hundred years or so. The power deepened my connection with the source of immortality further.
After disintegrating the body with a curse created for that very purpose I swam towards my barge. Along the way I had Aristotle hack into the police records and direct all investigations away from Richie while changing Richie's registration information for his motorcycle. Hyde's considerable bank accounts were all transferred to my own not insubstantial accounts. Lastly as I climbed aboard my barge I had Aristotle send nanites to remote pilot my new black little sports coup back to my new home.
"Decided to take a swim," asked Amanda as she admired my barely clothed form (most was destroyed in the quickening).
"Yes it was quite refreshing…but I know something that will make me even more refreshed," I told my lover with a wide grin.
Amanda smiled widely as she caught my meaning. Spreading her legs for me she only had time to squeal in delight as I dove forward and began eating my favorite treat in the multiverse. It was definitely a good time to be me.
May 16th 1994…
"It's alright…it's only a crease," I told Richie's rescuer, Pete.
"You should have seen this guy Mac. He was awesome," said Richie.
"I just reacted," replied Pete.
"Pete you're not going to be able to ride with that arm," said Richie.
"Here cut me a couple of strips Richie. He can stay here tonight," I stated as I handed Richie some gauze.
"Thanks," said Pete.
"So what did you do to those guys anyway," Pete asked Richie.
"I never saw them before in my life. It must be my personality," answered Richie.
I noticed a scar on Pete's arm right where a watcher's tattoo would be. The second Pete and Richie came in telling me about how Pete saved Richie from some men with guns I had scanned Pete's mind. I know all about why he is here.
"This may hurt a little," I informed as I dressed the bullet graze.
"Ahhh…a little huh," cried out Pete.
"Why don't you grab a couch and get some rest. I'll be right back," I suggested.
I gestured for Richie to meet me on top the boat.
"What's up Mac," he asked a minute later when we were alone.
"Did you see his wrist?"
"What about it," asked Richie.
"That scar was made to look like he had a tattoo removed not long ago. I say made because there was no tattoo and that was a man made burn. I recognize a fireplace poker burn when I see it," I explained.
"How do you know," asked Richie.
"Pete jumped parole and is wanted for several crimes. Also Pete just had ten thousand dollars transferred into an account under an assumed name two days ago from the accounts of one James Horton. I've been monitoring our old friend's accounts and he has been busy. Finally a scan of the burn shows no tattoo ink whatsoever. He's leading us on Richie," I explained as I projected everything I was talking about in a hologram from my multi scanner.
Before Amanda left to go check out our new house which I acquired from Hyde she and I gave her the same speech we gave Rebecca and Jon.
"So Horton isn't dead. Why is he doing all of this," asked Richie.
"It's a game he's setting me up for. He wants my head. His computer files detail all of his plans," I answered.
"What should we do," asked Richie.
"We'll play along for now. Pete will be dead soon enough. Horton will kill him to drive a wedge between us. Act like you believe everything Pete says and I'll act the opposite," I instructed.
Richie nodded before we went back inside. We found that Pete had slipped off from a second hatchway on my barge. He came back a short while later with a story about seeing some guys watching the place and following them. When he led us to where the guys had gone we found a perfectly set up watcher's nest inside of the trailer. I played my part, investigating the attack on Richie.
When we came back to the barge the next day to find Pete waiting for us, I held Richie back.
"Just watch…Horton will come up and kill Pete," I explained.
"What are they saying," asked Richie as Horton pulled up and it looked like Pete was just being friendly.
"Let's find out," I answered as I aimed my scanner at them and set it to work like a parabolic microphone on steroids.
"Yeah, yeah they'll be back soon. Everything is going according to plan. I've got Richie eating out of my hand while MacLeod is suspicious," confirmed Pete to his boss.
"Excellent," replied Horton as he aimed his gun while Pete was looking the other way over his shoulder at the barge.
"Good riddance," muttered Richie as Pete fell to the ground dead.
A few days later, Pete's funeral…
I watched Pete's grieving mother cry over his grave. Normally she wouldn't have had access to the ten grand Pete stashed away under a false identity but I did a bit of computer work to shift it into an account she had access to. I walked away from the grave towards Tessa's final resting place. As I stared at her grave I was tempted to bring her back but I decided against it. Besides as I looked up and through the fog I saw Lisa, Horton's plastic surgery created copy of Tessa. Sex slaves can be so much fun because I can do things to them I wouldn't dream of doing to my wives.
"And just what would that be honey," asked Dawn over our bond as I sensed her silent and invisible apparition with Amanda beside her.
"Yeah what she said," agreed Amanda as she still adjusted to the apparition.
Amanda agreed to be mine and only mine for the rest of eternity shortly before she left. After I completed the essence bond with her and made her my wife Dawn chose then to show up as my shadow. She took Amanda on a wild shopping spree with unlimited funds while they visited our new home taken from Hyde.
"Oh you know…call them names I wouldn't ever want to call you," I answered.
"Mmm…I think Duncan is afraid to call us his sluts, his cock sheathes, his bitches," purred Amanda as I walked towards Lisa.
"You are most likely right Amanda. Harry what are you doing? Are you a sex god or are you a mortal," mock reprimanded Dawn as she caught Lisa in a telekinetic grip and floated the flailing woman into my arms.
I stunned the shocked doppelganger before transporting her remotely back to our new house where Dobby, who Dawn had picked up from one of the countless realities Dobby exists in, would make sure Lisa stayed put. All three of us apparated (Dawn helping Amanda by guiding her) a few hundred feet away until we arrived beside Horton's car as he was waiting to whisk Lisa away to tease and torment me.
"Hello old chum," I greeted Horton jovially as I phased through the car and sat across from Horton, the back seat expanding into that of a limo at my command.
"MacLeod…what's going on…this isn't part of the plan," exclaimed Horton.
"No…plans never survive contact with the enemy. Try to stay dead this time," I told Horton with a grin while dropping a fusion grenade on the floor in front of us.
"What are you doing MacLeod," cried Horton in alarm as he frantically tried to open his door to no avail as my power held it in place.
"Bye, bye," I waved with a cheeky grin as the grenade began to detonate.
The last thing Horton ever did was scream my name in a mixture of terror and rage as the car was incinerated along with a five meter radius sphere of matter around us. I was holding a shield in place which contained any shrapnel, the blast wave, and the sound. As the blast dissipated I conjured concrete below me to fill the crater.
"Damn…I was hoping it would at least incinerate your clothes," pouted Amanda as she and Dawn became visible.
"Hmm…good idea…next time don't go out of phase Harry," suggested Dawn as she clicked her fingers and vanished my clothes.
"Why you minxes," I growled at them.
Both women squealed and vanished as I came at them. I followed them through time and space back to our new bedroom.
"Does Master Harry Potter sir require anything else," asked Dobby as he gazed at my naked body with awe, which made me extremely uncomfortable.
"No that's quite alright Dobby," I answered before he left.
"I think I found a Dobby that worships you a bit too much," said Dawn between her fit of giggles shared by Amanda.
"Yes well I'd prefer to worship you two," I responded as I vanished their clothes and pushed them back onto the bed on either side of the still unconscious Lisa.
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