Fallen From Glory
Chapter 3
Waking that morning brought a sensation that Rikket had forgotten, a warm body clinging to his arm and as such the now heavy limb ached to move, to restore blood flow. He had to suppress as a laugh as removing the blankets showed Missy, the young Raven girl in his care, was using his arm like one of those body pillows he’d heard people talking about. Both her arms and legs wrapped around his right arm, and her mouth drooling on him just a little bit was an adorable sight he admitted to himself, however every time he tried to get his arm back she’d only grab it tighter as though her life depended on it. However cute she may have been an ever growing pain in said arm told him he had to liberate his limb. Giving the little bird a tickle he said to the young girl,
“hey now, if you don’t wake up uncle Ricky is going to tickle you more.”
A few giggles slipped from her mouth as finally the young bird woke, the large cat continuing to tickle her till she let him go, resulting as a tickle attack, the raven girl laughing till she couldn’t take it anymore and she let go of his arm. Finally free the cat was able to begin waking his arm now, the sore limb pulsing a few times as blood flow was able to much more easily get through the veins that had been slept on by the young girl, who giggled a few times as she stretched then laughing as she saw Rikket wiping his arm off, the matted mess of fur that was his shoulder having been the girls pillow the night before, and the offender in question giggled a few more times before saying,
“Sorry about that Uncle Rick, Daddy told me I drooled in my sleep before but I never believed him till now.”
He chuckled a little himself before ruffling the already completely disheveled mess of feathers that was her head saying,
“Don’t worry about it, not that first time a drool-er used this arm as a pillow.”
The young girl letting her feet swing back and forth from the side of the bed as she asked,
“oh? Who was the first?”
The old cat stops then sighs a little and says,
“my wife.”
The young bird grinning before asking,
“Ooh I didn’t know you were married, is your wife on the ship? I’d like to say hi.”
He shakes his head she then asks,
“Oh she’s not on the ship? Then where is she?”
A solemn look takes his face as he heads for his shower hardly glancing over his shoulder to respond,
“K.I.A”
With that the Cat walks into the bathroom and turns on the water on in the shower, leaving the bird behind to think about what K.I.A stood for, she’d heard her father talking about things like this when she’d eavesdrop on his meetings. It only took her a few moments to find remember when was the last time her father used that code then she remembered he last used it when a freighter belonging to the guild was destroyed and he had to stamp the code K.I.A on the members of the crew he was told were dead. Her eyes shot open realizing that meant she was killed in action, and looking past the sliding door that lead to the cats private bathroom where steam was now building up a type of sadness set into her heart she didn't like it when people where sad, but that aside she looked at herself in a nearby mirror her feathers where a mess and she had the distinctive smell about her, instantly she knew she should take a shower too. That idea in her head she walked over to the bathroom and knocked on the door before opening it a little then asking,
“Uncle Ricky could I use the shower too?”
She hears the cat respond from over the sound of the water,
“Sure, I’ll be done in a little then you can get in.”
That however was not heard by the young bird, all she heard over the sound of the water was sure, she then started to slip out of her nighty and her cotton white panties leaving them in a pile near the cats own clothes. That done she then opens the door to the shower and gets in noticed by the cat only when a whoosh of cold air hits him. Looking down at the dark blue feathers of his charge below him Rikket asks,
“wait what are you doing? I told you I’d be done in a little bit.”
The young girl giggles a little then says in response,
“oops, I didn’t hear you, oh well then I’m already wet so why not.”
The cat could only facepalm as the young girl went about washing herself a little with only the water, not that he could see much of anything other then her feathers over the steam, but anyone who walked in would completely get the wrong idea, he wasn’t a pervert he had been married for twenty years. However at that moment as the young bird rubbed something she mistook for a leg, asking for shampoo the cat heard that preverbal voice in his head telling him to do it, shaking it off he looked down to the little girl saying,
“Ah, Missy, careful where you touch little one.”
She cocks her head a little and asks,
“wasn’t that your leg?”
He shakes his head no, instantly a bright red blush filling her face then turning away and repeating the question,
“Could . . Could I get some shampoo?”
Her reaction somewhat soothed Rikket, at least it wasn’t something she saw everyday and was use to, that would have been a red flag right there and very bad if she had been trained to follow up, however with a sigh and a moment to straighten out his wrecked nerves he passes the young girl the bottle from the rack then goes about washing himself with his already lathered hands. Fate however had other ides, the girl dropped the slippery bottle and after bending over to pick it up her head bumped a now very sensitive male organ on the old cat, nearly making Rikket moan as the softness of her feathers on his long ignored member was something he’d never felt in all his years. The young bird quickly shouted stepping back a few steps,
“AH, I’m sorry.”
However in her quick retreat, she stepped on the same offending bottle tripping her and sending her onto her butt legs open as she fell. Wanting to make sure she was ok, Rikket lowered himself to check on her and once under the blanket of steam, got him a glance of something his brain wished that it didn’t see, her young virgin womanhood, on full display as the young girl rubber her head, having bonked it on the shower wall during the fall. He then asks shaking out the cobwebs as his brain started to gloss over,
“hey you alright Missy?”
She nods then looks up at him, then down at herself then back up at him again, a bright red blush now burning in her cheeks, Rikket letting out a nervous chuckle saying as he offered her his hand,
“this couldn’t get any worse now could it?”
The girl giggles a little as he helps her up to her feet then responding,
“no, I don’t think so.”
Almost as if on queue she once again slips on the damned bottle of shampoo sending her forward this time forcing the bird to react the only way her brain knew how, to grab something to brace herself with it; that something was unfortunately the cats length and part of his left leg, bringing the girl in for a close up view of the male body part that she was latched to and her every touch was lighting up parts of the cats brain not light sense his wife passed, and almost comically looking over he sees a red version of himself dressed as an old world pirate accent to boot saying as he joined the cat in looking at the young girl who was stopping to get a good look at her first real dick,
“Shiver me timbers she hasn’t let go of your meat yet mate, I say you take her aboard and make her walk your plank sir.”
Looking down as the young and now curious girl started poking his member he began to contemplate going through with . . . With what ever it was the pirate leopard on his shoulder had said however instantly on his other shoulder yet another figment of himself appeared, one dressed in a uniform he was all to familiar with, an admirals uniform from the Solar Alliance Command, who then says talking to the now very confused cat,
“Eyes up sailor, she’s far to young.”
From the other shoulder the other cat calls out,
“My ass she is, if she be old enough to stand I say she be old enough to screw.”
Back to the new arrival he says,
“Its not right, she’s just a curious little girl, to take advantage of her would be against to code of honor and conduct that we swore to when we earned this uniform so many years ago.”
The other him then shoots a response shouting,
“ARRharhar fuck that mate, if she be curious then why don’t we go and teach her everything there be to know about love makin, five years be a long time to wait for sex isn’t it.”
Getting closer to Rikket’s ear, who now looking on as the girl gives his length an experimental lick, having remembered some of her more exploratory friends from school trying to describe it one day, the pirate says,
“Feel how soft she is mate, feels good don’t it? I wonder how good it would feel to give her your yardarm right in that tight little cunt of hers.”
The other cat shouts leaning over Rikket’s muzzle,
“Enough of that you sick perverted bastard, I’ll not let you temp him into perversion, that little girl in under his protection and his godchild.”
In response the pirate him shouts leaning off the cats shoulder to look at his polar opposite,
“Ah get bent ye damn puss, we’ve not gotten any booty if nary five years, I say to hell to wait-n and the rule and we take her now.”
In response the other cat says,
“She’s only eight years old you perverted bastard.”
The other cat shouts waving his fist as the admiral cat,
“I’m bout to give ye eight inches of my boot up yer ass, ye damned powder monkey.”
Finally having had enough of this madness, Rikket swats both of them, the two figments then vanishing into puffs of white smoke. Then looking down to the young bird in question he looks on as she says,
“In my class, I’ve got a few friends . . . . who say they’ve been with older boys before. When they told us about it they made it sound so good, I know you’d never think rich girls from a private school would do that but ever since I have been curious about, well you know how boys and girls get along.”
Hearing the pirate laugh once again Rikket quickly shakes his head, then says as he puts his hands down on her head,
“Its only natural, at one point in our lives we all start to wonder about things like this, however you are eight years old, I’m forty three there are laws against it plus its just not right.”
She lets him go with an nod and says,
“You’re right, I’m sorry I was touching you down there, I just wanted to know a little more about it.”
He nods then says as he tries to stand,
“Its alright, as I said its only natural to be curious about the opposite sex.”
She nods but then gets bumped in the head by his newly grown erection, however they both just laugh a little bit then finish washing, the whole time however Missy thought about the large cock she had just seen, wondering if he’d even be able to fit in her, remembering how her classmates told her how sex worked.
Soon after they had finished and Rikket dried himself and Missy, he wrapped her in a towel saying,
“After I get dressed I’ll go get your bags, I know you must be scared in a room alone on a warship, from now on you can stay in my quarters alright? This way I can keep you safe and we can keep each other company.”
She nods then plots herself on his bed, towel wrapped around herself watching the cat dress having forgotten she was there, then turning around to see her staring at him, blush in her cheeks he then responds,
“Oh . . right sorry about that, note to self change in the bathroom.”
She giggles a little bit then looks on as the cat says making for the door,
“I’ll be back with your stuff in a little bit, stay put alright?”
She nods then waves goodbye, once outside Rikket stops saying after pressing a button on the door,
“Lock this Door from the outside, authorization Rikket omega 31C”
There are a few beeps then an audible locking sound, he then walks off to go get the young girls bags, however as he walks past someone chuckles a little looking around there is a fox, wearing a stark white hooded cloak, eating popcorn. He asks after tossing in another mouthful,
“enjoy the show everyone?”
The fox then goes on tossing away his popcorn,
“I know what you’re all thinking what is Alex doing here? He’s not part of this story, well right and wrong I’m part of everything Wolf writes, but regardless yes I caused that bit you just enjoyed, Wolf said he didn’t have anything for this chapter so I made something and it was funny, slightly hot too don’t you think? Well I’ll not delay the story anymore, something important is about to happen, what is it, well just see for yourself.”
Vanishing into a could of white mist, the fox vanishes. After catching up with Rikket, who was now in the girls room, one of the only two VIP guest rooms the ship could afford to set aside for. As he picked up her stuff and put it into her luggage he jumps as he hears his first officer say,
“there you are captain, we’ve got a hold of something . . . Its . . Its not good news sir.”
Looking up he nods then throws the girls duffel bag over his shoulder then follows his officer to the battle room where gathered there was the Old turtle, the two girls in charge of the combat teams, and even the salty old cook. The turtle of which then presses a button on the holo-display turning it to a subspace news channel where a human man says,
“if you’re just joining us now we’re currently reporting on a shocking news story out of Darnan Four. Last night after the second gun fight broke out in under thirty two hours a massive explosion has rocked the third district. Local authorities report that in the eve of midnight last night a group of armed men stormed the hotel in that area afterwards a massive explosion was set off. We now go live to our reporter Hector Kenway, Hector.”
After a quick transition the screen changes to a man who says as he moves out of the way for a fireman running a hose to a water source,
“Thanks Danny, I’m here on the scene where as you can see fire officials are still trying to put out the blaze that sparked with the bombs that went off last night. From eyewitness accounts people say that around eleven fifteen last night a group of armed men stormed into the building that use to stand a few blocks behind me, then about twenty minutes later there were sounds of gun fire then another five the blast which started this fire. So far officials have stated that there are currently five fatalities and about thirty more who are in bad to critical condition.”
The man from the news room asks looking at the display from his side,
“have the authorities given the names of the five fatalities yet?”
The man on the scene says looking through some papers as another firemen runs past him,
“they’ve managed to identify only one of the fatalities as of yet, thirty two year old Maria Nevermore, so far has been the only one that has been ID’ed, but only because officials state that she wasn’t killed by the blast it seems.”
Looking over as a firemen says that the news crew must leave the reporter then says,
“Well Dan, we’re being told to move by the fire crews here, the flames are heading our way it seems and the crews are trying to cut it off.”
There is a little more of a conversation going on but the turtle then turns it off, saying,
“news studios across the galaxy have been reporting about it all morning, however her name was just released ten minutes ago.”
The cat nods then says,
“they gunned her down then set bombs to cover their escape”
Jessica says looking up with her arms crossed,
“looks that way, the men that stormed the building were never found no bodies nothing”
Rikket nods then says,
“we’re dealing with assassins who apparently have no remorse about using extreme force to get the job done and for what ever reason they want this family dead. From now till I say otherwise this ship is in red alert, no one goes anywhere without authorization, and no one comes on board without a full background check. Combat crews will be armed and ready at all times, and I want sector scans every five minutes, if anything moves around or near this ship I want to know about it, and keep the weapons loaded, if they attack we need to be able to fight at a moments notice or its game over, understood.”
Everyone nods Tyler then asks placing his hand on Rikket’s shoulder,
“what should we do about Melissa?”
Rikket lowers his head then says,
“I’ll tell her, dismissed.”
Everyone nods then leaves leaving the cat alone in the room for a few moments, who slams his fits into the table shouting ‘Fuck’ at the top of his lungs. After a few moments, he pulls out his hololog then says, looking at the date displayed next to the time,
“why, today of all days. Why did it have to happen today.”
~a few moments later~
Walking into his quarters Rikket hears the young raven say,
“its about time Uncle Rickey.”
She giggles before going on to say,
“I was getting cold.”
He nods handing her bag to her then says as she takes it over to the bed,
“Melissa, I’ve . . . I’ve bad news.”
Looking over to the cat the girl asks,
“what’s wrong Uncle Ricky didn’t someone brake something on the ship?”
The cat says as he walks over to his bed and takes a seat,
“I wish it where that. Missy your mother she . . .”
A look of worry in her face the young bird asks as the wipes his eyes,
“what about mommy? Did she get hurt? Did she miss her shuttle?”
The cat could only close his eyes as he had to deliver the news,
“She was killed last night, after armed men broke into her hotel room and gunned her down.”
The girl drops her bag, clothes and other items flying across the floor as she shouts,
“ NO! That was only a nightmare! You told me so yourself! That’s . . that’s not funny!! I’m . . . I’m going to tell my daddy you said that and he’s going to be mad at you.”
Grabbing the girl who's on the verge tears as she starts throwing her shirts at him, he then says holding her close,
“I’m sorry, but its not a lie.”
Being told the news was true, the girl brakes down crying aloud as she buried her face in his neck, the old captain unable to hold it in either. Quietly to himself, the old cat thinks,
‘why today of all days, why.’
Outside of the room the other officers one by one of whom start to brake down as well hearing the young girls crying echoing out of the room and into the hall
~later that evening~
In the mess after dinner time sits the young bird, she had stopped crying, but that’s all she had done. Sitting with her head on the table only eying the bowl of food Rayne had made her to try and cheer her up. After moments of watching the heartbreaking sight before him, the salty old cook walks over to her and asks,
“how’s your dinner? Did it taste good?”
The girl only moves her head slightly saying as she gets up,
“I’m sorry mister Rayne, but I’m not hungry, I think I’m going to go to bed.”
He nods picking up the bowl then saying as the girl left the room,
“alright, sleep tight dear.”
Slowly but sure the bird made her way back to the captains quarters, and opening the door she found the room pitch black, and reeking of booze. Inside the only light that shone was from an overhead lamp over the table, where sits Rikket, the old cat clearly drunk out of his skull who then holds up a glass of whiskey and blowing on a party horn. Quietly walking up to him she hears him mumbling to himself, then on the table she sees a picture of a young leopard in a captains uniform for the Solar Alliance and a glass of whiskey near it. It was a strange picture, it was in gray scale and it seems to be adorned with flowers or something like that made of metal. Walking over to the side of the cat who was to drunk to notice her she hears him then say,
“I’m so proud of you my boy.”
Then holding up his glass he says,
“happy birthday son”
After trying to down the glass, he instead drops it, scaring the girl as it shattered sending glass and the strong smelling booze all over the place. Now full out sobbing, the cat shouts as he slams his fist into the table over and over again,
“Fuck! It should have been me! God damn it all to hell it should have been me!”
After the outburst, his head then slams into the table and he falls asleep, having drunken himself into a stupor. She reaches up and pokes him a little, no response, then looking over to and then grabbing a large envelope he had left on the table that was labeled mission report addressed to Head Admiral Cornelius Rikket. It was old and opened so taking out its contents she then looks at the page labeled Briefing, reading it aloud,
“reports for operation number five five four eight three. Operation was a failure, the ship Dawn Sword and all hands were lost after the ship was engaged then destroyed by overwhelming enemy forces. Last transmission from the captain stamped at twenty one hundred hours stating they had been spotted and were going into com blackout to keep their signal from being traced back to base.”
Looking on at the second page, a list of names all stamped in bold red letters K.I.A, the very first two names being listed, the girl reading them aloud,
“Captain Jacob Rikket K.I.A, First Officer/Chief Science Officer Sally Rikket K.I.A”
Looking over at the picture then moving it aside there was another picture, a female leopard much older then the male just as the other one though in grayscale and adorned with metal flowers. Looking back to the cat who mumbles ‘should have been me’ in his sleep tears continuing to flow down his face. She then backs up and bumps into someone, she lets out a surprised yelp then turning to see the old Turtle, Rugger holding up one finger to his mouth, then slowly picking up the drunken cat and taking him to his bed after which Rugger says,
“It was five years ago to the day, I was serving as his Engineering officer at the time on the flagship of the Eastern Fleet, the S.A.S. Glory Hound. I can’t even begin to think of losing not only your wife and son in the same day . . . but that day being his sons birthday.”
The old turtle turns around and says,
“if anyone knows how you feel right now Missy, It’s Rick”
The girl nods then asks looking up at the turtle,
“What happened?”
The turtle nods then says taking a seat in the chair he’d just removed the cat from,
“Well get ready for bed, and I’ll tell you a story.”
The girl nods then goes to her bag grabbing another nighty then going to the bathroom to change, as she does that the old turtle picks up the whiskey bottle Rikket had been drinking from and takes a swig, then saying under his breath as to keep the girl from hearing,
“this life we all live, its not fair to those who try to do good things.”
With that said he takes another drink, and slowly everything fades to black as the old turtle got ready to tell his story
~End of Chapter~
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