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Ruddi Fall, was not concerned, over the recent events. He reasoned, that whatever device, she had left him with, it appeared NOT, to be working AND that, could have been due to leaving the planet?
Their rescue fleet, would destroy them. The odds were he would not see her again OR ! Which is when screen lit up, directly in front of him. If he moved to stand up, shift away from it the screen stayed with him AND in front of him.
He could NOT, get rid of it. Sitting back down, he could clearly see the Venture, well ONE of them; coming into view. The ‘Femildo’ was a state of the art ‘Venture A class warship. Where the other one was ? Probably the one coming into view?
To his horror, he could now see the other vessels. An A class, recognisable to him, Jogarth slaver. The other one would take a little more to focus on and leave him gasp. A Vendaren battle cruiser?? What the !
No hostile moves, on their part. A flash of bright light. His screen too bright for him to see anything and then? The blue hue across the bulkheads leavng the Femildo dead in space.
No engines, no defences, no ? A voice in his ears. “Do you see Human(a)?? How we tame the BEAST? They, will NOT be coming to your resue. Do as I have told you ! You now have 7 hours! “
“Take them out and place them in front of the main building.” The locals, who had been held prisoner were now brought out. He screeched loudly, not knowing if that bitch could hear him?
“This is how I tame you alien b’stards. F’off and leave us alone or more will die! “
He took a plasma cannonette, a smaller version of a standard cannon and pointed it at the row in front of him. The flare across them as they were vapourised?
“Come down here again and I, will enjoy using this on you! “ “6 hours! “ Four large vehicles pulled up to one side of him. State of the art one might say, cannon arrays.
Two other vehicles were transport carriers.
“Fetch me some more of the locals. The more the merrier, we are going to have to teach those b’stards a lesson.” Lymp looked at him. His stomach rumbled, his gut tightened. He let out a groan, “NOW! “ The two vehicles, moved off, towards the nearest local settlement. A detachment of military with them.
“Did you starve them?” Xixi grinned. “Good, then I feel they need some exercise. There appears to be, a meals on wheels event going on below.” Parsecs later the craft left to head down to the surface just ahead of the two transport carriers.
Lymp looked at Biddy. “Bloody hell, did you see, how fast, that moved! “ He groaned holding his gut again. “Eating too dammed fast! That’s your trouble.” He scowled. “Having to look at your ugly mug. day in day out, is enough to give anyone, gut ache”
“I’ve told you before, to stop taking those bloody grain supplements. No one is going to be the least bit, impressed, by you, attempting to fatten yourself up, simply because the local girls, appear to like guys on the plump side. No one, is going to be, fighting over you anytime soon!
There was a loud burp, followed by a long drawn out fart. “Now that is disgusting! I tell you my last warning; stop eating those bloody grains OR I am not going to share a domicile with you! You, can find yourself, somewhere else to sleep tonight!
They came around the corner, almost upon the gateway, to the settlement? In front of them, a craft had landed.
From it, a female stepped. The same one who had earlier given the warning? Then his eyes rested on what was coming out behind her?
The spawn of hell itself? Everything bar breathing fire. “Do say hello to your B’stard spawn of the BEAST. They have ancient history thanks to you Human(a).
They really do love you. Unfortunately, they are hungry, so I feel, you would be doing them a disservice, NOT inviting them to dinner. NOW, go say hello. to those who made you our pets.
Remember to fully digest your food, no belching, burping or farting is allowed, NO fighting, plenty to go around. That big one, with the huge stomach, is two meals in one. So learn to share your food! “
She stepped aside. as now the B’stard spawn of the BEAST, left the craft and were soon, like a plague of locusts, upon them. Those trying to use weapons, their hands shaking wildly, before they were ripped off them.
Bone after bone, flesh and more flesh torn off and thrown in the air as though some primitive ritual of triumph. NOT the two wheeled variety. Before ending up crushed in their jaws.
Everything, that could be eaten, was eaten. Some spitting out of certain extras that were not so digestible but in general NOT much left over.
Lymph? He, had been facing, two of these creatures from hell. NOW fighting over him, before one leg in one of the jaws and the other, in the others jaws.
Tearing him limb from limb sucking back every juicy morsel and relishing the extra grains to be found partly digested but still very filling adding that little bit extra to the flavour.
Finally, a last look around, to pick up any bits not eaten and, a walk around to off load some of their waste, before a good belch and fart.
Back to the craft?
“Well that lot have been fed. Watered, walked and had a good fertilising of the soils. Xixi grinned. “Along with the belchng and farting.” More laughter.
“Any news, from the BEAST? “ “Nothing. He must have realized by now that those others, will not be returning.”
“3 hours. “ The cannon arrays were ready, now where the hell is Lymph!
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