Pirate Bebop

Ch.38

“That’s right! I’m a Goddess! Worship me!” I hammed it up with my bust thrust out after Vinnie debriefed everyone on our achievement in orbit. “I mean, I couldn’t have done it without the Argentines or I could, just way messier and longer and possibly not in time to prevent a blitz on the Infinity, but yeh~.”

“You’re already a god.” Jet deadpanned as he rubbed the bridge of his snout with his eyes shut.

“I know! Worship me~!” I wiggled happily at my accomplishment. I haven’t had such a successful diplomatic takeover of a ship in...nearly 90 years! Wow, time flies!

“My fucking gosh she’s adorable.” Faye huffed fondly and I put my hands on my hips as my tail slapped my ass with its rapid wagging and I felt like my neck floof and tail fluff were twice their usual fluffiness at her praise. It was at this moment I realized: I’m a total gal now. Fuck my forsaken masculinity! This is way too much fun!

“Thank you~! Also, what’s more? Vonee, come in!” I chirped and the others looked perplexed when a silvery gray goo gabliani entered. The 4-foot tall shortstack was now clad in an orange bodysuit that was among the formerly locked rooms of Novahome’s Deck 13. “Everyone, this is Vonee Morrow, the former captain of the Nova.”

“Greetings. So, I understand you already have a pretty big job for us?” Vonee asked me and I pointed at the hologram of the wrecked hulk of a ship that should rightly be declared a mobile space station. “Whoa...that is...that is huge by this scale that I’m reading. There’s only 877 of us. We’re going to need serious support to get that beauty back in shape.”

“Hildra, Shekka~?” I fluttered my eyes at them and they both blushed. Aw, they’re cute. Why is everyone looking at me so oddly while Luster looked ready to jump me more than usual?

“Uh, well, I’m pretty damn sure half of the rasks around here would drop everything to work on fixing that big bitch. Even if you weren’t paying. I doubt you are, this is expensive on a level that Govs and Corps balk at.” Hildra brought up and I buffed my right nails on my breast. “How the fuck are you gonna pay for all of this?”

“Hm, I dunno. Anno? Did ya mention having some contacts? I think several may be good at hacking accounts. Ask around, see if ya can’t get them to target Snugglé. They’re so bad at misappropriating funds, I’d bet it’d be easy to skim fortunes from them. Tell them to keep a minimum of ten percent and relocate to Tarkus for their safety if they want to.” I then looked back at Vonee. “So, how about it? Ya’d be doing it pro-bono at first aside from living space.”

“Sure thing. It’d be something for us to vent our pent-up need to do something on and it’d be a real treat. Get us a support network set up for us, find a good number of rasks to help us out, then we’ll get that fat bitch up and running within a month with so many skilled hands on the job.” Vonee shook my hand, then left and I looked back at the room to see them all gawking.

“What? Is there something on me?” I ran my hands over my membrane in uncertainty and Vinnie, who has been behind me this whole time, squeezed my ass and I purred. “Hey~. Save it for later. I’m on a roll here.” I fluttered my eyes at the golden Jolteon-like rabbit-wolf.

“You are absolutely high on pregnancy hormones. I think you should slow down before you fry everyone’s brains.” Vinnie nuzzled my neck and took a deep whiff of my scent and I hummed. “Hot damn are you hotter than a star right now. Do we have to take you to Devorak again?”

“No~?” I playfully replied as I pressed my ass back against her groping hands.

“Wait! You’re pregnant again?!” Jet demanded and I flinched as if he’d struck me. “Damn it, Jane! You put yourself and your pups in danger just now! Go get yourself sorted!”

“B-but-!” I flinched again when Jet slammed his metal fist on the console.

“Now!” Jet began barking at me and I fled from his justified papa-bear protective rage. I know he cares, but when his family is endangering themselves, he can be so scary~! I fled back to my room and paced as I let the adrenaline and shame settle down. I felt so bad now, my emotional high was crushed by the dose of strict familial concern leveled at my daredevilry.

I hadn’t even thought about the eggs in my womb! I’d had holes blasted through me! I began panicking, running my hands over my stomach in horror before familiar yellow hands wrapped around me and a loving voice whispered sweet nothings in my ear as Vinnie, my savior, lowered me to sit on the bed, where Luster with Rivala were quick to hug me on both sides.

“M-my eggs? My eggs are fine?” I asked in hopeful shock and I wanted to cry. I’m a horrible mother! I put my unborn babies in danger~!

“Silvy, sweetie.” I looked at Luster and she kneaded my abs. “My eggs are safer nowhere else in the universe. Unless every last drop of your biomass is disintegrated, the Navel Pearl will keep the contents of your womb safe.” Luster assured me and I began calming down at the reminder.

“Jet seriously needs to have his sensibilities updated. He just caused you a ton of undue stress and panic.” Vinnie growled and was about to get up, but I squeezed her hands and she stayed.

“N-no. Not right now. I-I need ya three here. Please?” I whimpered and was then guided into lying down, my lovers surrounding me and snuggling me until I forced myself to sleep.

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“How is the cryo doing?” Atano grunted when she entered the bay with her left hand tracing the ‘slime stitch’ that Jane gave her before she stopped in front of a cryostasis tube containing an imposingly large armor-clad figure. “Can you wake him?”

“Yes, ma’am, but are you sure? I mean, he’s a Spartan. Not a clone, but an Imperial.” The medical officer, a purple changeling named Amena, muttered in fear. “We don’t know what he’ll do. The records last say he was put under after a rather harrowing operation and he hasn’t been able to undergo PTSD counseling yet.”

“Ani wouldn’t hurt anyone if I vouch for them.” Atano declared firmly and Amena sighed before she began going through the motions. The pod hissed, the hyper-cold temperatures venting into the air before it swung open and green armored hands that were massive by most standards, used the lip of the pod to pull the occupant out. “I hope you slept well, Ani.”

“Admiral Atano.” The towering 9-foot tall fully power-armored supersoldier replied with his deep and gravelly voice. His green and gunmetal armor was the finest UAC pattern available...at the time. “Have we arrived?”

“No, Ani. I fear we never will. While you were under, the Infinity was sucked through a spatial and temporal anomaly referred to as a Warp Storm. It overwhelmed all navigation systems and forcibly shut down all Separatist droid units. We’re now in a stable orbit over a planet called Tarkus in the Triangulum Galaxy.” Atano told her old friend as he adjusted his armored yak hooves. Yaks were naturally large and powerful, but Ani was a Spartan.

“What is our course of action, Admiral?” Ani requested and Atano felt sad for her friend.

“I’m not your admiral anymore, nor do our ranks mean anything. The Republic ceased to be after they and the Separatists were reunited into the Empire, which grew until it collapsed under its own weight. We are several thousand years into the future, Spartan. Our war is over, but another war is on the horizon.” Atano began walking and Ani followed as she expected.

“Then what do you need me to do?” Ani questioned and Atano really wished he and other Spartan super soldiers weren’t so thoroughly indoctrinated. Even if they were volunteers.

“I need you to act as my second. In this new era, force of will and personal strength are just as important as tactical awareness and command capability. I’m afraid my commander has suffered grave injury and will be in a bed too long for the foreseeable future.” Atano regretted this truth, for her second had lost a lot of blood and also needed to be taken in by the Argentines for emergency surgery.

“I will do my best, Admiral.” His response irked her and Atano whirled on him.

“Ani, please! It’s just Atano, now. You may still be a soldier, but we’re a citizen army now.” Atano declared as she looked up into the orange visor of his helmet. “Ani, I need a friend more than I need a soldier. Please.” Atano felt at her wit’s end. Assault an enemy fleet? Without hesitation. Run a rapid-response strike-force outmanned and outgunned? Anytime. This?

This new reality terrified her and she needed help. The gods were gone and they were suddenly a possible linchpin in a mad scheme to raise an army to rival the united forces of three galaxies! Strong hands on her shoulders brought her back to this horrifying reality and he rocked her back and forth. “Atano. I’m here. So long as I’m here, everything will be okay.”

Atano weakly leaned into him, her brow on the chest of his armor. She could only hope so.

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“Uh, sir?” One of the injured troopers raised a hand to gain Pillar’s attention, while he and a few more Argentines tended to the Infinity’s wounded in the most intact medbays.

“Yes?” The massive armored anthro wolf replied, turning to face the one who asked.

“I was just wondering, if the Empire is no more and all of the gods have gone into hiding, why haven’t you? You were their husbands, weren’t you?” He asked in confusion and concern.

“We distanced ourselves from the Empire and its politics. Thus we were less affected by the Fall, though it didn’t make it any less painful. What’s worse, we’ve learned many unsettling truths as to why things that have led up to this happened.” Pillar answered with a sigh, shaking his head. “No one could’ve predicted this, not even the gods.”

“Yet, you came back. Why?” The trooper questioned again.

“To try and fix things. Our wives and other family members are trapped in Paradise, among other things. There’s a lot you will all need to catch up on, for now it is best that you rest.” Pillar explained solemnly.

“Sir, when is the war going to start?” If there is one thing everyone knows, it is that the Argentines are only called forth for war.

“When we are ready to reveal ourselves. Right now we need to build a fleet in order to challenge our enemies.”

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“Who is the big guy?” Jet asked as Atano entered the recently set up ops center of the Tarkus HQ of the Silver Pirates. The central hologram table was all that was hooked up at the moment, so was the intercom. At least the scrap composing the base was overlaid with a professional looking sheet of stable metal on every surface thanks to Shekka’s droids.

“This is Ani, formerly of the rank of Master Chief Petty Officer. He’s a Spartan and my current second in command due to the necessary destructuring of our ranks.” Atano announced as she sat down at the table.

“Alright, I’ve just never seen a yak that big before.” Jet shrugged and Spike chuckled.

“Yeah, I mistook him for an Elcorian or a Krogan with that size and bulk to him.” Spike commented with mild amusement and Atano looked confused.

“I’m unaware of these species you mention, so I’ll have to take your word for it.” Atano admitted and the two veteran ex-bounty hunters shared an uneasy look before HK cleared his throat.

“Understanding Statement: We are aware of your temporal and spatial displacement. We will accommodate your lack of knowledge as best we can. Mindful Statement: We will provide you with Omni-tools, which are alien to you and yours. This will accelerate your adjustment period.” HK informed them before Bones brought up images of several ships.

“That said, we have immediate use for one of your carriers. We have a pending operation to raid an enemy base for resources and currently do not have a suitable ship to carry much of anything. However, we need to upgrade it with a hybrid drive that has been standard for thousands of years and outclasses your current outdated Hyperdrive systems.” Bones briefed and Atano nodded, causing her lekku to bounce against the sides of her bosom.

“We have several carriers within the Infinity’s hangar, feel free to use one for your purposes. Understand, however, that we won’t be able to properly crew it with so many of us injured and the remainder helping keep the Infinity from falling apart.” Atano replied and Jet snorted.

“Don’t worry about that. We’ll be having a droid crew man it. I know you likely have misgivings about this, but droids have for the longest time been members of society and especially since the Machine Goddess, Nexus, saved us all. If you have any old droids from your ancient war, hand them over to us and we’ll reprogram them if they aren’t free-thinking.” Jet waved off and Atano gawked at him. “If you don’t believe me.” Jet gestured at HK and Bones.

“Confirming Statement: This is not a cultural speech style, I am HK-47. Perhaps you have heard of me?” The power-armored super soldier immediately got between Atano and HK. “Amused Statement: I see my reputation is well alive in your minds, but it has been several thousand years. Solemn Statement: I have lost everything and gained far more in turn.”

HK reached over to Bones, entwining his right hand with her left, the wedding rings on their fingers prominent. “I met him when he was at his lowest, trying to remake himself. Oh how we slaughtered such scumbags together.” Bones smooched her husband’s cheek. “Now then, since you’ve been exposed to this degree of culture shock. Let’s continue the discussion.”

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Jim was mildly lonely. Ever since Jane went with Urta and Penny back to their bodies, he’d only had Midna for company besides Amelia. He had some casual interactions with Caetana, but since breeding with him had been blocked by order of HQ, she couldn’t justify getting together for naughty fun since he’s the fucking God of Virility.

Condoms were one thing, but if he egged, that made them moot. His close relationship with Amelia could be excused since it was common for higher-ups to take personal ‘attendants’. Amelia may have avoided that for most of her career, but now she was abusing it liberally.

“I enter the real world to steal your food~.” Midna said when her fiery red hair acted like a third magically size-changing arm to nab his lunch and it became shadow-stuff like her before she took some in her bare hands to eat.

“Where did she come from?” Delbert asked in curiosity as he quickly recorded Midna with his tools. “She’s emitting exotic energies that my sensors read as Shadow Magic, but cannot get much more than that. Fascinating.”

“Sup. I’m a scientist too. I can respect you for your gumption, doc, but sometimes, as I’ve learned, some things are best left to be discovered by other people. I may have it good, haunting this total stud, but I could’ve easily been erased from existence entirely.” Midna said to Delbert as her body became less shadowy and more solid.

Her body was that of a 4-foot gabliani, but her skin had become a blue-tinged white with charcoal black patterns and her eyes were red with yellow sclera. “When did you learn to do that?” Jim asked a little uneasily since Delbert could clearly see her.

“This morning. I was in the men’s locker room and wanted to pinch that hot Krogan’s ass. My hair suddenly entered the real world and pinched him. Boy did he jump! His crest dented the ceiling!” Midna impishly laughed at her mischief and Jim groaned as he rubbed his snout. “So, yeah! I can materialize and hide whenever I want! I’ve got magic powers nobody besides maybe the Goddess of Secrets Cocoa ever had!”

“Fascinating.” Delbert commented again while writing this all down. “Say, can you survive in any environment?”

“I’ve gone out into space and didn’t experience anything. If I was physical, I’m sure I couldn’t. My incorporeal form exists more fluidly in darker places, but I can exist as a shadow wherever there is light. The visible spectrum is a fickle thing. So small and yet so encompassing that most people don’t realize the majority of light is beyond what can be seen.” Midna replied as she laid back, as if lying in an invisible hammock.

“So, let's say if I gave you an address that is most likely on lockdown to retrieve some papers and a little golden orb, could you slip past all the security and take everything?” Delbert asked and Jim was suspicious about the doctor’s intent. He may like him, but Midna was someone he cared about, not just because they were sexually involved either.

“Considering I came from the Dark Space between the Three Galaxies to find myself with Jimmy mere moments after the torsion beam device suffered catastrophic meltdown, I bet I could. Distance seems to mean nothing to me.” Midna replied boastfully.

“Great, here.” Delbert wrote something down and gave it to Midna who read it over. Before she did anything though she grunted and then started birthing right there! “Oh dear! I didn’t know you were expecting! Jim, get her on the bed!” Delbert promptly shoved Midna with care over the bed as shadowy fluid poured from her snatch and Jim hovered along with Delbert fearfully.

“Fuck~! That’s way too big!” Midna wailed when a large bird about the size of Delbert was pushed out of her birthing canal. “Gah, what the, that looks nothing like-another one?!” Midna shrieked and then grunted as another creature far bigger than her emerged from her twat like it was absolutely natural. Midna wasn’t even visibly showing signs of pregnancy! Jim had even begun thinking that somehow she hadn’t been inseminated by him! “Oh~! It-it’s starting to feel good~!” Midna moaned before popping out another shadowy entity.

“Uh, are those really mine?” Jim asked in bafflement as he looked at the creatures. One was a bird, another a serpent, the latest some form of simian.

“Wh-who else have I fucked, genius?! They have to-oh~!” Midna finally popped out an egg as large as her whole pelvis, followed by a deluge of similarly-sized eggs. “Uhn~! Fuck~!” Midna came repeatedly until a small mound of eggs, easily numbering 16, was piled on the bed. They were inky black like solid darkness and the creatures gathered them up carefully. “Oh~...I’m gonna...just take a nap in your shadow, Jimmy…” Midna slipped into his shadow, snoring.

What the absolute fuck just happened?

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Ashley was just finishing chatting with Urta and Penny to deliver another update from the others, since the twins couldn’t go far from their bodies and also couldn’t speak to someone who wasn’t incorporeal, when she jolted and looked off in a random direction. “Ash? What is it?”

“I must go.” Ashley vanished, following the unseeable lines of Shadow tying the universe together like a weave of threads in a tapestry on an alien instinct that was unerring.

The powerful amazonian warrior came upon a sight of three unusually beautiful shadow creatures guarding over a pile of eggs and looked upon an utterly sexy stud of a changeling who gaped at her. “Who are you?” His voice was sex to the ears too. This must be Hawkins.

“I’m Ashley Feell. Now, what the fuck is going on here?”