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Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 01

By: Axelotl



Chapter 1: Overcloned

Streek shambled into mess room of the Star ship and yawned. The strong aroma of coffee hit him and he moved toward the coffee machine. Ben had already made a pot of coffee, which only involved pressing a button on the machine.

It was just past nine hundred hours, Standard Galactic Time. While traveling in through space you couldn't tell what the time was without reading clocks, it would even be hard to tell if it was supposed to be morning, afternoon or evening.

Streek poured himself a mug of hot coffee. Ben was nowhere to be seen again. They were into the third day of their five day trading mission, transporting Star ship parts to New Heidi and Streek had barely seen his Captain since they set off. 'He's in his workshop again, working on something.' 

When they had the Apollo Creed, Ben spent most of his time in the cockpit. Now they flew in the Clubber Lang, which had a room Ben had made his workshop, where he tinkered away on various projects.

Streek was glad to have the new ship, the Lang was twice the size of the Creed, which was only a small shuttle. It was faster, better defended and had a larger cargo hold, but they were still small time in the scheme of things.

Streek didn't think he would have been able to fly in the Apollo Creed anymore anyway, it carried horrible memories for him and Ben. It was two years ago when Ben had tried to take the shortcut through unprotected space and things ended pretty badly for them. 

Streek and Ben never talked about that day, and Streek had done his best to try and forget that it happened. The Apollo Creed was damaged beyond repair, and things got pretty hard for them for a while.

Ben didn't despair though, he got an idea and he got to work. He sold the Apollo Creed to a scrap yard and then managed to go into debt even further, buying a small mining craft. 

The mining craft was even more cramped and more crappy than the Creed, it didn't even have a name, other than the ID number NC-6964 painted on its hull. Streek called it "The Trashcan", because it smelt like one. 

Ben and Streek went out and joined the 'Bull-Ants', prospectors who flew small, often barely space worthy mining crafts, swarming around and fighting over the crumbs of valuable minerals that the large mining organizations left behind.

They would both work long hours and barely make any scratch though, the debtors were becoming more insistent, and the other Bull-Ants weren't too friendly either, they weren't welcoming of more competition.

It turns out Ben had an ace up his sleeve though, he had spent many long hours developing a computer program that gathered information and predicted where mineral rich comets and asteroids were going to be. Both of them were surprised when it actually worked and the buyers were surprised the first time they came back with a hull full of silver ore. 

Both men were overjoyed when the Trashcan started bringing in good money for them, pretty soon their debts were payed. Their success didn't go unnoticed however, soon there was a swarm of Bull-Ants following them whenever they went out and once again they were fighting over crumbs at their mineral hot spots. 

The exercise had started to become barely profitable again and they were getting quite sick of the tiny, smelly mining craft. So Ben and Streek decided it was time to give the Bull-Ant game away and become traders again. 

Ben shopped around for a while before he found a modified Namcorp Hauler he fell in love with and christened her 'Clubber Lang', another strong foe the legendary Rocky Balboa of pre-warp Earth defeated in combat. 

Ben got to work creating a new program which predicted trends in market prices and showed the best trade routes. So far it had proven moderately profitable. Now they were on their fourth trade mission since buying the Clubber Lang.

Streek got himself a bowl of cereal and went and sat down at the table. He got up the news on his TAB and skimmed over the headlines, "Pirate activity on border planets on the rise", "Power price blowout predicted", "Earthquakes in Junossi VI kill 128". He navigated to the comics. 

Ben came into the mess room "Coffee, coffee, coffee," he said to himself.

"Morning Ben," said Streek looking up from his comics. 

"Is it?" asked Ben, he looked at the time in the corner of the screen on the wall "Oh yeah." He had dark rings under his eyes.

"Were you up all night?" 

"Yeah, guess I was," said Ben as he poured himself a coffee, emptying the pot and getting the dregs.

"What are you working on anyway?"

"Uh, it's a surprise." 

Ben took a sip of coffee and screwed up his face "Ugh, needs sugar." He turned around and opened the storage compartment and fumbled around. Streek looked down at his comics.

"Coffee, coffee, coffee."

"Hey, what are you doing? I told you to stay in the workshop!" said Ben, annoyed.

'Who the hell is he talking to?' Streek wondered as he looked up, his eyes went wide and he let out a gasp. 

There was another Ben in the room. Ben was still standing at the counter with the coffee cup in his hand, and there was another identical Ben by the doorway. "I don't take orders from clones! Did you take the last of the coffee?" said the Ben by the door.

"You're the clone, you idiot."

"Hey, that's my coffee cup, give it here!"

"Fuck off! Go back to the workshop!"

"Ben?" said Streek puzzled. 

Both of them turned to Streek and simultaneously said, "What?"

"What the fuck...?" 

Streek couldn't tell them apart, both were stocky young men with short, messy, sandy blonde hair. They wore the same dark blue track pants and white shirt with the band name 'Quadrilogy' emblazoned on it, and both had dark rings under their eyes.

"I cloned myself, buddy," said the Ben by the door rather casually.

"I cloned myself, you're the damn clone!" said the Ben with the coffee cup.

"...and my clone doesn't seem to know that he's a clone."

"Cos' you're the damn clone."

"Ben...?" said Streek. Once again both answered simultaneously, it was a little unnerving the way they did that. Streek didn't know which one was the original Ben and it seemed neither did they. "How the hell did you clone yourself?"

The Ben by the door looked like he was about to say something but the one with the coffee spoke first. "I met a guy at that spacer bar in Brandona, he had a piece of Alien Tech for sale, asked me if I was interested. I got it for a steal. Turns out it was a cloning machine, took me a little while to figure it all out."

"I bought the Alien machine in Brandona! You were created last night!" said the other Ben.

Streek couldn't believe it, Alien Tech! Ben had bought Alien Tech on board, it was like the shortcut all over again. Ben had acted with foolish recklessness and he kept it secret from him because he knew he would have objected. The Federation was zealously hunting down every piece of Alien Tech out there and severely punishing those who have anything to do with it. 

"Ben, you fucking idiot!! What have you done!!?" Streek didn't know which Ben to be pissed off at.

"I got a great deal on it man, you have any idea how valuable this kind of tech is? I had to test it out!"

"He needed some sucker to dump it off on because he knew the Feds were closing in on him. Now they're going to catch us with it and send us to the prison planet Piranese for the rest of our lives, you Cockhead!"

"Whoa, Streek, you need to relax." said one of the Bens.

"That's exactly what you told me when you were taking the shortcut, and look how that turned out! We need to jettison that damn machine, the sooner the better!"

"Whoa there, let's not do anything..." Ben was interrupted by a pinging alarm that signaled thirty seconds until they reach a way-point and drop out of hyper-warp. 

The Ben with the coffee cup put it down on the bench. "If you're not a clone then you would know the name of the system we're coming up on now." 

The other Ben looked at him coolly. "It's the Moranda System, Dickhead!"

"You must have read that somewhere."

"Yeah when I set the flight plan!"

"I set the flight plan, you stupid clone!"

"I'm getting sick of this conversation." said Ben as he walked past his other self toward the cockpit.

"Hey you better not sit in my Captains chair." called out the other Ben, going after him.

Streek pushed his cereal and his TAB away, he wasn't in the mood for them anymore. He pushed his coffee away too, he didn't need to be even more jittery. He was still furious at Ben. He was also quite curious. 

Streek got up from the table and made his way to Ben's workshop. Ben was a messy worker, tools and parts and screws and bolts were strewn all over the several bench tops, a strange oily smell filled the air. 

Then Streek saw it in the far corner, it was unmistakably Alien design. It was a large pod that stood eight feet tall, it was a silvery color that was almost luminous and it had no straight edges at all, each curve seemed impossibly smooth.

"Wow!" Streek mouthed quietly. He slowly moved closer to it, admiring the machine, it seemed as much a piece of artwork. 

Streek saw that Ben had wired up a TAB to the bulky base of the machine in order to interface with it. He must have been spending all that time in here working out how to speak with the Alien computer so that he could use the machine. Ben was like a genius with that kind of stuff. Unfortunately, he could also be a stupid risk taker.

Streek waved his hand over the TAB and a holographic text screen appeared. "ENTER COMMAND", it read in bold green letters. "I don't think I want a clone," said Streek to himself, "I'd probably just fight with it like Ben." 

Then Streek spotted a book on the floor near the alien machine, it was an old fashioned hard copy book, with paper. He hadn't seen a paper book before, except in a museum he once visited. He knelt down and picked it up. "Alien Hardware unit X0064, Lab Report, by Doctor Lewis Gascoyn." It read on the cover. 

Streek flipped through the pages; Atomic Bio-scan, Deep Brain Atomic Bio-scan, DNA analyzer, Nanobotic Reconstruction, Creation of Life, Nano-Mechanical Bio-Regeneration, Civil Threat Level." 

'This is some kind of instruction manual.' Streek thought as he flipped through it further.

Streek read Doctor Gascoyn's descriptions of the Alien machine. Apparently it takes input from three sources; a Full Body Scan, a Brain Scan and a piece of DNA. Then it needs some mass equal to the weight of the clone, any matter will do, the scientists were using bars of iron. 

Billions of Nanobots then get to work inside the Pod, rearranging the atoms of the matter into a biological copy of the scanee. They even copy clothing and equipment, experience and memories. Streek saw the result in the mess room, no wonder the clone thought it was the original, it had all of Ben's memories. 

Most wondrous about the machine was how it was able to grant the clone life. It seemed the scientists had barely scratched the surface of finding out how it works.

A bold heading caught Streek's attention, "Making Modifications to the Clone." He read on, and discovered that there was a way to change chromosomes in the clone during the nano construction process. This could theoretically 'fix' genetic defects of the scanee and make the clone of superior genetic health. 

Streek's interest had peeked when he read that it would be a simple matter to switch the XY chromosomes of the clone. A smile crept over Streek's lips. 'My own female clone. I would create her, so she would belong to me. I'll keep her on the ship and I can fuck her whenever I want. At least until the Federation get us.'

Streek was getting excited about it now, he waved his hand over the TAB connected to the Alien machine. "ENTER COMMAND." Streek flipped though the book and then typed in, "INITIALIZE."

"BEGINNING BIO-SCAN." A small round globe popped out of the base of the machine and a light passed through Streek from head to toes. "That's pretty freaky," said Streek.

"BEGINNING BRAIN-SCAN" said the words on the screen. A bright light shone into Streek's eyes and then everything went black.

***

Streek slowly came around again. What had happened? What did the brain scan do to him? The first he noticed, was that he was in a small, enclosed space. Somehow he had gotten into the Pod. It was open at the front. Then he saw himself standing in front of him. 

He was still a little drowsy as he watched himself watching him, it was like a mirror, but much more surreal. 'My clone,' he thought, but wasn't his clone supposed to be female? "Damn, it didn't work." he murmured, his voice seemed different.

"No. it looks like it worked pretty well to me," said his clone. "You're not half bad."

"What?" Streek rubbed his head, he had a mild headache. The other Streek came closer and grabbed his chest, it immediately felt different. It felt strange. The other Streek had hold of the big breasts that were attached to his chest. 

"WHAT THE FUCK!!" said Streek reeling back in shock. He looked down at himself, there really were a pair of big round boobs sticking out in front of him under his vest and T-shirt.

"Easy girl, just calm down!" said the other Streek.

"GIRL?" Streek cried out in shock, he immediately moved his hands down to his crotch and was horrified to find that he couldn't feel his dick and balls. "NO!" he cried out. This can't be happening!"

"Hey just relax, it's all right."

"This machine was supposed to make a girl for me, not turn me into one!"

"You're just a little confused 'cause you got my memories. Come and have a seat, let me get you something." the other Streek smiled and offered his hand.

"No, get the fuck away from me!" Streek pushed past him as he got out of the Pod. His other self stood a little taller than him, had he shrunk? He looked down at himself again and shook his head. "I can't believe I'm the fucking girl clone!" 

The other Streek put his hand on his shoulder to comfort him. Streek immediately knocked it away, "No, get your hands off of me. I know exactly what you want, you think I'm going to be your sex slave."

"No, come on baby, it's not like that." said the other Streek smiling, "...Come on, just have a seat and calm down."

"No, Fuck you!" said Streek and he started running. He ran right out of the workshop. His new big breasts were bouncing in front of him as he went. Out in the mess room it seemed Ben's arguing with his clone had developed into a fist fight, but he didn't stop to watch. Streek ran down the corridor and into his quarters, he could hear his other self calling after him. 

Streek closed the door and put in the command on the console to lock it. He slumped down against the door and let out a groan. What had he done? 

He moved his hands up to his boobs, they were a proper handful, he lifted each one, feeling the weight of them. "What am I supposed to do with these?" he said softly to himself, surprised again by his different voice. 

There was a banging on the door behind him and his voice came from the other side, at least how he used to sound. "Hey, open up the door, come on Baby, don't freak out!"

"No, piss off! And don't call me Baby!"

"Come on, I just want to talk to you, I won't try anything, I promise."

Streek didn't believe it, 'I would create her, so she would belong to me. I'll keep her on the ship and I can fuck her whenever I want.' He had thought that himself. 'He will try and rape me, that's what I was going to do.' 

Streek shuddered, I'm not going to let that bastard touch me. Then he thought it weird that he was thinking that about himself. 'Perhaps I can reason with myself, explain what happened.' He thought about it for a bit, 'No, he would put his hand on my leg and say, "You're just confused because you got my memories, now let me stick my dick in you!"

"Come on open up, It's my room." called Streek from outside the door. 

Streek ignored him and got up off the floor. At the opposite end of the room there was a large rectangular view-screen. It could be used as a window displaying what was outside, but there would be nothing to see but black if they were in hyper-warp. Streek assumed that they had jumped out of the Moranda system by now, though he didn't feel it. 

Currently the view-screen was cycling through various 3D posters of hot, scantily-clad young women, as he had set it to do. Streek approached the view-screen, he had to see. 

"Command: Mirror," he said. The smiling blonde bimbo disappeared and a 3D image of another girl came up on the screen, she was wearing Streek's clothes, and was standing in his quarters, and had a surprised expression on her face.

"Fuck me!" said Streek, taking in his new appearance. His hair was the same, brown and straight, coming down to his shoulders, the long hair seemed to suit the feminine face he now had. His eyes were the same too, a deep dark brown. He rubbed his chin, It had been rough with stubble earlier, now it was smooth and hairless and smaller.

The image in the mirror looked like it could be his sister, if he had one. 'A female version of me.' he thought. 

He was still wearing the clothes he had put on this morning; the brown vest he always wore and the black DVDA T-shirt under that, but now his fat melon breasts were pushing out from underneath it. He also had his grey, pocketed spacer pants and comfortable white sneakers on, though they now seemed loose and the pants were too long.

"Command: Display height and weight." A bright light quickly flashed from the wall and then numbers appeared on the screen. "Height: 162cm, 5'02", Weight: 66kg." 

"Drakk! I have shrunk." He used to be Five foot four.

The big breasts kept drawing his attention as he looked at his reflection. He could feel the weight of them on his chest. He took off his vest and then slowly lifted his shirt until it was up over his boobs. He stared at them in the mirror for a while. They were perfect, big and perfectly round with cute pink nipples, if he were still male, the sight of them might have made him hard.

"Command: Uh...display boob...um...display bust size." Another flash came from the wall and then, "Bust: 34DD" was displayed on the screen. 'Did I modify the chromosomes to make the boobs bigger?' he wondered, 'That could be something I'd do, I like big tits! though I'd never had to wear them!' 

Streek wondered what other modifications he might have made to the clone, he couldn't remember anything after the brain scan. Then he suddenly remembered something, "My dick!" His pants were loose so they easily dropped down, so did his boxer shorts. 

He looked down at his crotch and then stared at it in the mirror in disbelief. His dick was really gone, there was only a patch of dark pubic hair where it used to be. His eyes followed the curves of the groin down underneath, and he could see an indent.

"Pussy," he said. He let his fingers wander down there, they brushed over the soft pubic hair where his dick should be, and then brushed along the slit underneath. This was what he wanted, this was what he did it for, to get some pussy. Now he had it, but not in the way he imagined. 

His fingers rubbed harder at the little slit, it felt quite nice. An exploratory finger pushed its way up inside his female body. He could feel the warm, sensitive flesh gripping around his finger. It was strange, feeling mild tingling sensations coming from his vagina for the first time. He wondered what it would be like to have sex as a woman. Then he slipped the finger out again. 

He regarded his whole body in the mirror again. He was definitely a 'She' now. 'I'm not bad looking,' she thought, 'a slender young brunette with big boobs, the type of girl I like.' 


Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 01



A frown came over her face. "What the fuck am I going to do now?"

***

The female Streek moped around in the room for a while. She had changed into a smaller pair of pants, and put on an extra pair of socks so that her shoes weren't so loose. She also put on a tight fitting singlet under her T-shirt hoping that it would stop her big boobs wobbling around so much, she really needed a bra. 

The other Streek must have gone away, or else was keeping very quiet. 'There's another version of me out there keen to rape me.' Ben could override the lock. That's probably what I would do, get one of the Bens to help me open the door. 

Streek flopped down on the bed and thought about it. The machine might be able to turn her back the way she was. She remembered the Chapter in the book, "Making Modifications to the Clone." She didn't read the whole chapter, perhaps it was possible to make modifications after the clone had been created. 

'Yeah, that Alien pod has to be able to change me back. I just need to get back to Ben's workshop without getting raped.' Streek went to the view-screen again, and began hacking into the ship's cameras. Ben was the computer genius but Streek still knew a thing or two. 

Soon she had several videos up on the screen showing what was happening in the ship. Ben was still fighting his clone in the mess room. She found the other Streek sitting in the cockpit, tapping at the computer, 'Was he trying to override the door lock himself?' 

Then Streek saw another Ben sitting on the can in the lavatory. "Whoa, a third Ben?" she said, puzzled. 'Why would he want to make another clone?' 

The video of Ben's workshop showed it was empty. 'Good, now's my chance.' Streek unlocked the door and cautiously stepped out into the corridor, she walked quickly up to the mess room. The fighting Bens once again didn't notice her as she slipped past and into the workshop. 

She locked the door behind her. Streek walked up to the Alien machine and looked for the book. She just picked the book up off the bench when there was a familiar voice behind her... "Come here often beautiful?" 

Streek gasped and spun around, The other Streek was standing there smiling at her. "What the Fuck?! You're supposed to be in the cockpit!"

"Yeah, I thought you'd take a peek at the cameras and I thought you might try to get back here, so I got my other clone to help me with a bit of deception."

"Your other clone?!" Streek hadn't thought of that.

"Yeah, my other clone. Check-mate!" said the other Streek as he moved over and unlocked to door.

"Stay away from me, Motherfucker, or I'll tear your balls off!"

"Come on, don't be like that. I'm not gunna hurt you. I just want to get to know you better." he said moving slowly toward her. 

The female Streek backed away keeping the bench between them. "I know what getting to know me better involves, forget it!"

"Relax baby, you're just another version of me, I love sex, so you would love sex as well."

"but you don't like getting raped, do you?!" 

"I really don't want to have to rape you. So why don't you just relax and let me make you feel good?" 

The male Streek had slowly followed her around the bench until her back was to the doorway, she spun around to dart out of the door again but instead she ran right into the other Streek who got hold of her. "I see you've met my other clone." he said to her.

"You're the other clone, I'm the original Streek." said the other one.

"LET GO OF ME!!" The female Streek cried out trying to get free. But her male self kept a firm grip, he was stronger than her. 

"Come on don't be like that, I'm not gunna hurt you, I just want to get to know you better."

"I already said that!"

"Then let's take her back to my quarters and get started then."

"Let me go. Why don't you assholes just go and fuck each other?"

The two Streeks just laughed as they dragged their struggling female copy out of the workshop. When they got her into the mess room, the two Bens stopped fighting when they saw them. "What's happening here?" Ben asked, his face was swollen and red.

"I'm just going to have some fun with my new clone," said one of the male Streeks.

"Wow, a girl clone. I didn't know you could do that."

"You should try reading the manual for once." 

The female Streek looked at Ben with pleading eyes, "Help me Ben, they're going to rape me!"

"Heh, she's a little reluctant, but she'll come round," said one of the other Streeks. 

Ben smiled, showing that he was missing a tooth, "I think I'll get myself one of them!"

They continued dragging her down the corridor, and into Streek's quarters. One of the Streeks had her arms pinned behind her back. They were stronger than her, her struggling wasn't doing her any good at all. 

She tried kicking and kneeing their balls but they were avoiding her attacks. One of the male Streeks grabbed at her tits through her shirt. "Ya gotta love these melons, that Alien machine does wonders." 

"Ow, stop that, you prick." she said as he roughly squeezed and fondled her big boobs. 

"Here, on the bed." said the other one and she was pulled back onto the bed. One of the male Streeks had her arms pinned up over her head, while the other lifted up her T-shirt and singlet underneath, exposing her bare breasts.

"They are lovely, just like Lisa Lovejoy's!" said the one holding her down. He was referring to their favorite holoporn star. 

The other one rubbed at her breasts and pinched her small pink nipples, sending short darts of pain through her body. "Yeah, we should call her Lisa. I bet she'll end up being a real cock-hungry slut too!"

"Stop it, let me go. ...What about the Feds? We need to be getting rid of the machine, remember!"

"Yeah we'll get around to that, but if we're going to be arrested by the Feds, I'm gunna make sure I get laid first!"

"Yeah!" agreed the other Streek. The male Streek moved his head to her tits and began licking and sucking her nipples as he continued squeezing and fondling the boobs. 

The female Streek's nipples become hard. The intense stimulation from the mouth and hands around her sensitive boobs was causing strange sensation in her groin. "You enjoying that Lisa?" said Streek. "Let's get a look at that pussy."

He tore himself away from her tits and began unbuckling her pants. He pulled off her pants slowly and with great difficulty as she continued to struggle and fight. Then he pulled the white and red spotted boxers down till they were around her knees. 

His hands swept along her soft pubic hair and then a finger rubbed along the thin, pink lips of her slit. His rough prodding along her soft, sensitive flesh sent small waves of pleasure through her mind, yet she didn't want him touching her there. She tried to close her legs tightly, but he forced them apart. "Ah there it is." said Streek with a big grin, "...It looks nice and tight!"

"Where, let me have a look." said the other Streek, he let go of her arms as he tried to move around to get a better view. The female Streek lashed out and punched the Streek that was touching her pussy right in the jaw. She flailed about a bit more before he managed to grab her arms again. 

"Drakk it!" said Streek clutching his jaw, "Keep hold of her, she's fuckin' wild!" 

He stood up over her still rubbing his face, "At least she hits like a girl." He unbuckled his pants and pulled out his fully erect six-inch cock. "I've got a raging boner. I need to stick it in this little wildcat." 

Streek felt her heart beating wildly, she was terrified, she didn't want to be raped. "Hey! no wait!" said the other male Streek. "I let you play with her a bit, but I'm gunna be the one to fuck her first. I'm the original Streek."

"No you're not! You're a clone too. I made you both!"

"Like fuck you did! You're the clone, not me. Now come and hold her down so I can pop her cherry!"

"Don't you start this shit with me, clone, just keep hold of her for me." He started to climb on top of her. 

The other one let go of her again and pushed him off the bed. "No you don't clone! That cherry's mine!" 

The female Streek struggled to get up, but the Streek that was holding her got on top of her and forced her legs apart. She growled loudly and struggled to fight him off with her free arms. She could feel his hard cock prodding at her crotch, looking for her tight opening. The the other male Streek grabbed him and pulled him off of her. 

The two male Streeks began shouting, and were full on grappling and trading blows with each other as they tumbled along the floor. The Female Streek quickly took the opportunity to get off the bed and slip out of the room, pulling her T-shirt down and her boxers up as she went. 

"She's getting away!" came a shout from the room as she ran down the corridor, she was heading toward the stern, into the cargo bay. 

The cargo bay was stocked with eight large pallets, stacked up with boxes of Star ship parts. There was no exit, other than the way she had come in, and the large bay doors which opened out into the cold vacuum of space. 

Streek hid herself between some pallets. 'Damn, I trapped myself in here! I should have gone the other way and locked myself in the workshop again, tried to get the stupid alien machine to change me back.' 

The two Streeks appeared at the entrance. "You like to play games, do you Lisa? Come on out and we'll play some fun games with you."

"Didn't it get you all hot, having two studs fighting over you? We worked it out between us. One will get your pussy virginity and the other will get your ass virginity."

"Stay here and guard the exit." One of the Streeks said to the other.

"Yeah Okay, but I don't take orders from you, clone!"

"Shut up, stupid fucking clone!" 

The male Streek walked slowly through the cargo bay, looking between each of the pallets. When he reached the end he walked back along one of the edges. "Come on baby, just come out. Don't you think you kept us waiting long enough? You know we're gunna get you sooner or later." 

He came back to the middle of the cargo bay, between two stacked pallets, he didn't see the girl anywhere. "Dude, are you sure she came this way?"

"Yeah positive, where else would she have gone? Check up on top." Suddenly, a heavy box of components was pushed down on top of him with a loud crash.

"Oh fuck!" said the Streek at the doorway. She threw a heavy, football-sized capacitor down at him. He reacted quickly, catching it and stumbling back. She jumped down in front of him and then kicked him hard in the balls. He cried out in pain, dropping to the floor. Female Streek stepped over him and fled the cargo bay.

She ran down the corridor and into the mess room. There were four Bens in the mess room now. They were multiplying! She turned to go into the workshop and ran into another Ben. "Oh hey there!" he said smiling. "Nice jugs, you wanna come and join us in my workshop, eh?" 

Streek backed away slowly, was Ben going to try and rape her now? Nowhere on this ship was safe for her, there was no escape. Escape! she turned and fled, she knew where she needed to go.

Streek headed for the cockpit. Underneath the cockpit sat the ships' escape pod. She needed to escape the ship before she was raped. 

When she got to the cockpit Ben was sitting in the Captains Chair. 'Drakk! how many of them are there?' 

There was a hatch on the floor at the back of the cockpit, it had "ESCAPE POD" printed on it. Streek got the big wrench from its spot on the wall and began using it to open the hatch. 

"Hey! Girl Streek. What are you doing?" Ben had turned around and was watching her. "You can't go in there. I'm the Captain, and I don't authorize you to use the escape pod." 

Streek stood up and raised the heavy wrench above her head "Sorry Captain."

"Uh, hey wait..." said Ben as the wrench came down and whacked him on the head. He dropped to the floor unconscious. Streek got back to opening the hatch. She just got it open when she heard someone else entering the cockpit. She raised the wrench up ready to strike again. 

The person came in, and Streek found herself face to face with another girl. She was unmistakably a clone of Ben. She had his short, sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. She also had a large, wobbling pair of boobs under her 'Quadrilogy' T-shirt. Her eyes whirled around to the female Streek, the raised wrench, the unconscious Ben on the floor and the open escape hatch.

"Escaping eh?" she said. Streek lowered the wrench.

"Come on, hurry up and get in." Streek got down and started to climb down the escape hatch.

"Wait up," said female Ben. She went over to the command console and started tapping away. "We can't launch the escape pod while the ship is in hyper-warp, it'll get torn apart."

"Oh" said Streek, she climbed down the ladder and down into the Pod. Streek had never been inside the escape pod before, it was very tight and cramped. Obviously designed for just one person to stand in. Soon Ben was climbing down the ladder, her butt pressed into Streek's face as she closed the hatch. 

"hmmmph," Streek protested as Ben climbed down further. She tried to press herself up against the padded wall but her big boobs were rubbing along Ben's feminine body. 

The small space forced their bodies to press against each other, Ben was taller and chubbier than Streek, her big boobs pressed against Streek's head. "I think this thing was designed for only one person, are we going to be able to breathe in here Ben?"

"Yeah, sure, don't worry about it." Ben said in her usual dismissive manner. Ben reached up and pressed some buttons on the wall. Someone began banging on the hatch. "I don't think they want us to leave," she said.

"Yeah, well I don't really feel like hanging around." said Streek. 

"Brace yourself for launch then."

"Brace myself? I'm packed tight in here like a..." the pod suddenly lurched violently sending the girls' stomachs reeling. They looked up and saw the Clubber Lang through the hatch view-port, getting smaller and smaller out there in space.

"There goes my ship," Ben said sadly. "I barely got to know her."

"There goes my chance of getting my dick back." 

"I suppose you're going to blame me for this." 

"Of course it's your fault. You never should have bought that damn machine on board in the first place!"

"Yeah, well it was your idea to make female clones."

"I didn't think it would turn out like...this, I didn't think it would turn me into a woman."

"technically, it didn't turn you into a woman. It copied over all of Streek's memories and experience up until he took that brain scan, and put it into you--the female clone he created. That's why it seems like you were turned into a woman."

"Yeah, thanks Ben. I kinda figured that out already. What I wanna know is, could we have used the machine to change this body into a mans' body like I...like it seems I used to have?"

"I don't know. The Nanobots in the Pod can construct an organic organism molecule by molecule and then the machine brings life to it. I don't know if they can reconstruct organisms while they are living. You'll have to ask some egghead who's been studying these things for decades."

"Yeah...great, I'll just ask one of them."

Ben's big boobs continued to push into Streek's face, she turned her head to the side so they were resting on her cheek, her own boobs were pressed up against Ben's torso. "How many Ben clones were there?" she asked.

"I dunno, I was fighting with them, and the clones started making more clones, and things got crazy. I saw you, and decided I wanted a girl clone for myself, and then I was the girl clone, and they were going to gang bang me, but they were fighting over who would go first, and I decided to escape, and that's when I ran into you." Ben looked down at her with a sorrowful look on her face. "Look, I'm...I'm real sorry I didn't help you when you were going to get raped by those guys."

"Those guys were me," she said sadly. "How can I be pissed off at you, when it was me who was going to rape me." Tears filled her eyes and her voice became a high whine, "God, I'm such an asshole!"

"Are you crying?" asked Ben.

"No!" cried Streek.

"Yeah you are, look it's just that our brain chemistry is a little different now, you're not used to it."

"Whatever!" said Streek sniffling. "...What do you thinks going to happen to them?"

"Well if they don't end up blowing up the ship, the Feds will get them for sure."

"What now for us?" asked Streek.

"Well the escape pod is programmed to take us to the nearest class-M planet."

"Where's that?"

"I have no idea."

"How long will it take?"

"Dunno."

"What will happen when we get there?"

"I wouldn't have a clue."

"How fun," said Streek dryly.

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Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 02



 Chapter 2: Desert Dessert

Streek walked over the sand and rocks back to the pod landing site. Her shoes were too loose. They never used to be, but when she was recreated as a female clone her feet had shrunk and the stupid Alien machine had recreated the shoes the same size. 

She did have some pants that fit her well enough, but they were ripped off her when two male copies had tried to rape her. Now she only had her silky red and white patterned boxer shorts and black DVDA T-shirt. 

The crumby clothes she was wearing were the only possessions she had now. She even lost her cock, which was the most difficult loss to come to terms with. 

And to make matters even worse, they were stuck out in the middle of a freakin' desert.

Streek had spent god knows how many hours stuffed in a tin can, pressed up against the female Ben clone. Then the alarm started beeping and they could see flames through the small view port as the escape pod entered the atmosphere of a planet. 

Its' parachute deployed, and the pod drifted down to the surface for a not so gentle landing. 

The place was dark and cold when they had warily climbed out, but the air was breathable. 

A couple of hours later the rock had turned to face the systems' sun and morning broke, now it was starting to get bright and hot. 

Desolate, came to mind when Streek looked around the planet, there was no sign of life anywhere, not even small bits of scrub. 

Ben didn't know where they were, and the escape pod must have been the most basic kind on the market, it didn't even have any displays to show them where they were.

When Streek got back to the pod, Ben was bent over rummaging through a storage compartment. 

"I had to squat down to take a piss." said Streek "...that sucks!"

"You're not going to start going on about your dick again are you?, it's gone, get over it." 

Streek saw that Ben had tied the parachute up between the pod and some large rocks on the ground for shade. 

Ben got up from the pod, her short, sandy blonde hair was wet with sweat and she was a little flushed, but Streek thought she was still pretty cute. 

She was full bodied and curvaceous but no fat, except for her big fat tits, they were pushed up against Streeks' face for several hours in the Pod. 

She found it a little arousing at times, at other times she found it infuriating. Her mood seemed to swing wildly in the pod, it was all very weird.

"Here's some breakfast" said Ben, throwing her something. Streek caught it and saw that it was a foil-wrapped bar, "Nutrition Bar" it read on the packet. 

"Thanks, how old is it?"

"I wouldn't have a clue, these provisions have been here since before I bought the Clubber Lang." 

Streek began undoing the packet, "Tell me we have water."

"About twelve litres in our little survival compartment. Hopefully we'll be gone before we need it all." "If there's anyone else on this stupid planet to rescue us."

"Well M-Class planets, capable of supporting life a pretty rare, relatively speaking, you'll usually find someone on them, and the pods' distress beacon has been going since it launched." 

Streek tried to take a bite of the nutrition bar. "Dammit, I think I'd be better off trying to chew through one of those rocks. So you think we should sit here and wait for someone to show up and rescue us?"

"Yeah well it's gettin' pretty hot, we should just lay in the shade and conserve our energy for now." 

The two girls sat down side by side in a sandy spot in the shade. Ben felt around in the pockets of her track pants for a bit and then pulled something out. 

"Hey look at this, I still got my blunt." 

"Did the nanobots reconstruct that as well?"

"Yeah, looks like."

"Wow, what if I we were wearing diamond pendants when we got scanned?"

"Yeah, the clone machine could've made us rich."

"As opposed to sitting in the desert with nothing but a crappy escape pod, yeah."

"I'm gunna light this baby up, I saw a flame-stick in the survival compartment."

Ben lit the joint and sat back down in the shade, the two of them passed it back and forth inhaling the sweet smoke until it was gone. 

Streek was feeling nicely baked. She was also getting all hot and sweaty, she sat up and pulled her black T-shirt off, leaving just the tight white singlet she was wearing underneath. 

Her big boobs strained against the fabric and her dark nipples could clearly be seen through the wet material. 

Ben saw her doing this and decided it was a good idea, she took her shirt off, but wasn't wearing anything underneath. 

She saw Streek looking at her big bare breasts and gave them a playful shake, smiling at her. Streek just shook her head. 

Ben then bent over and pulled her track pants off, they were getting hot too. All she was wearing as she laid there in the shade was a pair of white mens' Y-fronts. Streek laid beside her in her boxer shorts and tight, damp singlet.

"Do you think I'm hot as a woman?" Ben asked.

"What?, of coarse we're hot, too bloody hot."

"You know what I mean dick-head, how good looking am I?" 

Streek got up on her elbows and looked her over, like it was the first time she checked her out. "I'd do ya." she said.

"Would you now?"

"Yeah, you're like a seven or an eight, the nice tits help."

Ben laughed "Yeah, I'd do you too, Hootie McBoob." She gave Streeks boobs a playful squeeze, Streek knocked her hand away smiling. 

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The weed helped Streek to relax and forget her troubles for a while. The hours went by and the two girls did very little. They laid in the shade and drank water, chewed on their hard nutrition bars and talked. 

As the sweltering afternoon dragged on she began to feel dozy and drifted off to sleep.

Streek woke up and immediatly got a fright, there was a large, light brown beast above her looking down at her. 

She let out a squeal and staggered back, Ben also seemed to wake up beside her with a shock. 

It was a camel, Streek realised, she never saw one in real life, but she recognised it. It was a huge beast looming over her and there was another one beside it and she could see a rider sitting atop each of them. 

"Do not be afraid, he will not hurt you" came an accented male voice. 

The rider called out a command she did not understand and the camel let out a groaning sound then lurched back and forth until it knelt down on the hot sand. 

The rider climbed off its back. He was a tall, tanned man, covered in light coloured robes, he wore a turban and had a bandana over his face so that just his dark eyes peered out. 

He looked like someone from an Arabian holo-film. The other rider dismounted as well, he was dressed much the same. 

Streek realised with a start that her nipples could be seen through her singlet, she quickly moved her hands to cover them up. 

Beside her Ben was slow to cover her naked breasts, both men must have had a good eyeful.

"Oh don't be embarrassed" said the man with his heavy middle-eastern accent. "...People often go naked around here, it gets very hot." 

He uncovered his face, he was quite handsome with a dark, neatly trimmed goatee and looked to be in his mid thirties.

"Who are you?" said Streek, her voice a little shaky.

"I am Saladin Nahsaf and this is my younger brother Jorin. We inspect the atmospheric generators in this sector. Who are you?" 

Ben spoke up next to her "I'm Captain Anders and this is my First Mate Streek, we're traders."

"I see, your trade does not seem to be going so well, yes?"

"Obviously! What planet is this?" said Ben, she uncovered her breast to grab her T-shirt and slip it on again, Streek did the same.

"This is the Antares System, we are on Antares-Three" said Saladin.

Jorin seemed to be staring at Bens' boobs the whole time with a slight smile on his face, he looked to be about five or six years younger than his brother and was clean shaven and also quite handsome. 

"Last night I was taking a piss and I saw a magnificent shooting star. We followed the distress beacon on our TABS and have found two pretty girls have fallen from the sky."

"Don't get any ideas buddy!" said Streek defensively "...We don't like men."

"Oh, are you two lovers?" asked Saladin. 

Ben and Streek looked at each other. "Yes" said Streek, putting her arm around Ben.

"How did you end up here?" 

They didn't want to tell these strangers the crazy truth, Ben quickly made up a story. "There was a catastrophic radiation leak on my ship, we had to abandon her in a hurry."

"Really? Did the radiation affect you? Are you both alright?" asked Saladin.

"Yes we're fine, but we would appreciate it if you could take us to a space-port or something."

"But of course, we were heading back to Port Redland anyway, we just have one more generator to inspect on the way. You will ride with us. We can be there by tomorrow evening." 

Jorin gave Ben another smile. "You can ride with me Captain. What is your first name?"

"Thanks, it's Ben."

"Ben? that is ...unusual."

"Yeah, ...it's uh, ...short for ...Bernadette."

"Then why not Bernie?, although I fail to think of any names that would be pretty enough for you." Ben smiled, and Streek rolled her eyes.

"Eh, can we just have a moment?" said Streek.

"Of coarse" said Saladin "Do you have any supplies you wish to take with you?"

"We have some water around in the side of the pod." said Ben

"Ah good, water is the most valuable thing you can have around here, we will load it onto the camels." 

The two men moved around to the side of the pod. Streek turned to Ben "Can we trust these guys Ben? I don't like the way they look at us, and we're out here all alone with them, what if they're planning on raping us?"

"You need to relax, they're maintenance guys, not bandits, they seem nice enough."

"Oh yeah with his 'no names would be pretty enough for you' crap, can he make it any more obvious he wants to get into your Y-fronts."

"you think?" said Ben giggling.

"Ben!, I got a bad feeling about these guys."

"You're just paranoid because you were almost raped by yourself as soon as you become a girl. We don't really have much of a choice here Streek, I'm not gunna wait around until some nuns show up to rescue us. They're our only ticket out of this stinkin' desert."

"Yeah ...okay then. But don't do anything to lead them on, we're lesbian lovers remember. And put your damn pants on!"

"At least I have pants."

The men loaded the containers of water onto their camels. The large beasts were groaning and complaining loudly about kneeling on the hot sand, they had huge saddle-bags around them and a big, synthetic saddle between their two humps. 

Saladin handed Streek a couple of light coloured pieces of fabric he got from a saddle bag.

"Here, cover up Miss Streek, the sun is very harsh out here and your skin is fair. I see you have lost your pants." 

"We had to get out in a hurry" Streek said blushing. 

She wrapped one Piece around her waist like a sarong and wore the other over her head like a bonnet.

"We better be on our way." said Saladin, he put a foot in the stirrup of his camel and swung his leg over.

"Yes, let's go Sweety pie!" said Ben, giving Streek an unexpected quick peck on the lips and then got going with Jorin. 

Saladin offered his hand to Streek, she reluctantly took it as he helped her climb up into the saddle. She stepped on the saddle bags and clumsily tried to put her leg over it. 

She almost fell off, but Saladin got hold of her, softly laughing as he lifted her in front of him in the saddle.

"HIAT" he called out and the camel began to violently lurch forward and back again as it got up, Streek shrieked as she thought she would be thrown off, but Saladin had a tight hold of her. 

When the animal was still again she realised Saladin had one hand around her waist and another on her right breast, He moved his hands away just before she could react and knock them away. 

It reminded her of how her male selves had grabbed at her boobs on the Clubber Lang. She heard Ben squeal as Jorins' camel got up and saw that he had her closely in front of him holding her around the waist. 

Saladin gave the animal a light kick, and it started walking out into the desert, leaving the escape pod behind.

They travelled North-West through the desert, there really wasn't much to look at. Streek was hot and uncomfortable riding on the camel. 

The slope of the humps kept making her slide back so that she was pressed up against Saladin, which she didn't like at all. 

She kept trying to wriggle forward but always ended up shifting back against him again, at one time she thought she felt something poke into her, but she didn't want to think about what that might be. 

Saladin tried making small talk with her. "Streek is a nickname, yes?"

"Yeah." she hoped he wasn't going to ask how she got it.

"What is your real name?" She didn't want to tell him it was Stephen, she thought of the name her male copies had given her.

"It's Lisa" after my favourite porn star.

"That's a nice name. You can call me Sal."

"Do you work for the Federation?" Streek asked.

"We are independent contractors, our contract is with the Federation." Streek was glad, she and Ben were products of highly illegal Alien technology, they really should avoid the Federation now, and keep the fact that they are clones secret.

"Why do you travel around on camels? wouldn't a hovercraft be like a hundred times faster?"

"We travel as fast as we need to, and the camels are cheap and reliable. The atmospheric generators are fully autonomous and are mostly fine, but someone needs to check them."

"right." Streek didn't talk with Sal much more as they travelled, now and then he would pass her a canteen and she would drink some water. 

She could hear Ben talking with Jorin a lot, mostly she couldn't hear what they were saying but from the bits and pieces she picked up, it sounded like they were talking about engines and machinery. Now and then she could hear them laughing.

Four hours passed and the sun began to sink toward the horizon. Streek was feeling drowsy and drooped in the saddle, she didn't care that her bum was fully pressed up against Sals' crotch.

"Can you see that" said Sal. Streek looked up, in the distance in front of them there was something, a dark conical shape.

"What is it?" 

"That's our atmospheric generator, the last one before we reach Port Redland."

"How many do you inspect?"

"There are twelve in our sector, all one hundred kilometres from the next. There are hundreds of them, all over the planet. One day they will generate a strong enough atmosphere to support a weather system and plant life."

"...Perhaps when I am an old man there will be a rainforest where we are now, and then there will be no need for the generators any more."

As they slowly got closer Streek could make out more detail on the giant structure. It was mostly a grey, steel cone with a fat base which was a couple hundred meters across. 

It looked quite alien, sitting in the flat landscape of sand and rocks. 

When they arrived there, Streek was quite glad to get off and stretch her legs. In the shade of the giant structure she looked up could see the shimmering clear gasses rising out of the top of it, hundreds of meters above them. 

There was a continuous mechanical thrum coming from the machine which was quite loud when they got close. 

The men didn't take very long carrying out their checks and finding that everything was functioning normally. 

Ben and Streek saw that the sun was beginning to set.

"Are we going to camp here for the night?" Ben asked Sal.

"Not here, I cannot tolerate the noise for too long a time, We will camp nearby thought, we should get going." 

They all mounted up again and travelled North for another twenty minutes. Streek thought the sunset looked quite pretty as they went.

It was getting dark when they stopped again, Streek could see the atmospheric generator off in the distance. 

Jorin got a case out from one of the saddle bags. He opened it up and put it down on the ground, and flames rose up from the centre and started to dance about. Streek could see that it was a portable campfire. 

Sal laid a blanket out on the ground for Ben and Streek to sit on.

"You may want to move it closer to the fire when it starts to get colder." he told them.

"thanks" said Ben and she and Streek sat down. 

"We will start cooking dinner, are you hungry?"

"Yeah!" The only thing Streek had to eat all day was a nutrition bar that was hard as rock. 

Jorin set up a pot over the fire, and Sal started chopping vegetables on a board. They seemed well prepared and had their routine all worked out. They had been doing it for years, though Streek suspected they didn't often have female company out here. 

If they are going to try and rape us they would probably do it tonight, Streek thought, but then she shook the thought. Ben was probably right, she was being paranoid. They seemed nice enough and were treating them well. 

They want to have sex with us, particularly Jorin, but I doubt they will force themselves on us. 

Soon the girls were handed a bowl of food. "It's lamb stew." said Sal "...The meat is dehydrated, so it will be a little chewy."

"thank you" said Ben and Streek as they took their bowls. 

The meal wasn't bad, particularly since they were both quite hungry. By then is was dark, thousands of stars filled the night sky. 

We were just travelling between them not long ago. 

"So how long have you two been together?" asked Jorin.

"oh ..uh we we're high school sweet-hearts" said Streek.

"I see, is it an open relationship?"

"No, strictly monogamous!" Streek answered quickly, she knew what he was asking, no chance dude!

"Huh, I do not like monogamy, it is not natural." said Sal "I have an open marriage and we are both very happy."

"Oh, you're married?" said Ben.

"Yes, but my wife does not mind me sleeping with other women and I do not mind her sleeping with other men. 

We just have two rules, one: that we don't make babies with anyone else, and two: that we are open and honest and tell each other who we sleep with."

"that is ...interesting" said Streek.

"Yes it is, and I always enjoy sex with my wife the best, because I am deeply in love with her. But you would not want to have the same dessert every night, no matter how much you love the dessert."

"Are you married Jorin?" asked Ben.

"No, I have two steady girlfriends though, I am still not sure which one I should marry."

"I told you, you should ask Marrial" said Sal "...her family owns a lot of land in the Lizbeth Valley, that will be worth a fortune one day."

"And I told you, that is not what's important brother." 

Ben and Streek listened to the brothers argue for a while as they ate their stew.

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Afterwards the men took their bowls and washed them as Ben and Streek watched the fire, the warmth of the day had gone and it was starting to feel cool. 

The night was still and they could just hear the thrum of the generator in the distance and the occasional grunt from the camels. 

"We should put on a pot of Ryphin Tea" said Sal.

"Yes, good idea" said Jorin "I think you girls will like it a lot."

"I don't know, we're more coffee drinkers." said Ben

"You should try it." said Sal "It will start to get cold soon and the tea will make you feel nice and warm and relaxed."

"Okay then, why not?" 

They watched as Jorin put the pot of water on the fire to boil and then went about preparing the tea he got from a small green tin.

"Here you go Bernie" he said handing the cup to Ben. "...Here you go Lisa." 




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 02



Streek was a little suspicious, she still didn't entirely trust these guys, she pretended to take a sip and then waited for them to drink the tea. Sal and Jorin had their own cups. Streek watched as they took mouthfuls of their own hot drink and seemed to be enjoying it.

"It is good eh?, you should drink it all while it's hot." 

Streek smiled and took a gulp, it had a strange grassy, mentholy flavour to it, she didn't find it that enjoyable, but continued to drink it down anyway.

After a few minutes Ben started to giggle for no reason. "You know this tea is pretty good" she said. 

Streeks' own cup was three quarters empty and she was starting to feel all warm inside like Sal said. She was also starting to feel light headed. 

They must have drugged the tea, she thought, but then the thought floated from her mind like it was unimportant. 

She stared at the fire, and was hypnotised by its' dancing and flickering flames. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. 

Ben giggled next to her again, Streek turned from the fire to look at her. She was beautiful too, she looked like an angel there in the flickering firelight. 

Ben turned and looked at Streek and she smiled, the smile made Streek feel all warm and fuzzy inside, it felt wonderful.

"So you like the tea do you?" said Sal. Streek didn't see him come over but he was next to her.

"Yeah it's wonderful." she said, Sal also looked really handsome there in the firelight.

"So you're feeling nice and warm now eh?"

"Warm and fuzzy ...like a fuzzy duck!" Streek found herself saying and then she started giggling, Ben giggled next to her too.

"Wow, how much tea did you use?" Sal asked Jorin. "A few grams, I wanted the girls to experience the full effect." Jorin was moving around next to Ben.

"Yes, I think they are." said Sal, he took the cup from Streeks hand and laid it on the sand. 

Streek was smiling at him, drinking in his beauty. "Are you an Arabian Prince?" she asked.

"Yes, tonight I am, and you are my Princess." he rested his hand on her leg, the touch had her tingling. "...Lay down my Princess, make yourself comfortable."

Streek laid back on the blanket. "Princess" she said and started giggling again, all her worries and fears had disappeared and she felt happy. Sals' touch felt fantastic as he slowly rubbed her thigh. 

She felt the hand move its' way up until it was rubbing her belly. Sal lifted her shirt up until it was over her big breasts. Streek let out a pleasurable sigh as both his hands came to rest on her breasts.

"Do you want me to stop?" Sal asked.

"No my prince." 

Sal rubbed and fondled her big boobs, her nipples stiffened, how was he making her boobs feel so good? 

Streek heard Ben moan with pleasure next to him, but she was only concerned with her Arabian Prince and his magic hands. 

Sal moved his face down to her boobs and began licking and sucking her nipples, which made her squeal with pleasure. 

The warm tingling in her belly got stronger and she could feel her pussy getting really wet, for the first time. 

Sal slowly moved his face to hers' so that he was looking into her eyes. My god he is so beautiful. Then he pressed his lips on to hers and kissed her passionately. Streek kissed him back, their tongues rubbed against each other and Streeks passions were enflamed. 

They pashed wildly for a good long while before stopping to get a breath. Streek started giggling again "wow" she said.

"wow, indeed." said Sal. 

He began kissing her again, starting with her bottom lip and then down to her chin and then he was slowly working his way down her neck. 

Streek moaned softly as he kept slowly moving his head down past her heaving breasts caressing her skin as he went. 

He kissed her bare belly and then moved down further and gently tugged down her boxers and pulled them off, leaving her naked crotch exposed. Streek didn't mind, in fact it exited her even more, she spread her legs apart for him. 

Sal accepted the invitation and moved his face to her crotch, he gently brushed his fingers through her pubic hair and blew on her clitoris and labia making her let out an exited laugh. Then Sal licked along the thin, lips of Streeks pussy. 

"Oooooh yess!" Streek moaned. Sals' wonderful tongue lashed out at her soaking wet slit and it felt amazing.

"Oooohhh Sal!" she cried out, it was even better than when he was kissing her mouth, her Princes' tongue was magic and it was making her heart race, and her juices flow even more. 

Saladin continued to eat out Streeks pussy, he gently rubbed her clit with his thumb as his tongue probed about inside her, he was quite experienced at pleasuring women it would seem. 

Next to them Jorin also had his face buried in Bens' pussy, making her moan in pleasure.

Streek was in a state of euphoric bliss, as it went on she could feel something building inside her, like butterflies fluttering around in her belly. 

The feeling was slowly getting more and more intense until finally her wet pussy seemed to spasm and waves of intense pleasure rocked her body. 

"Ooooh, Oh Fuck, Oh my fuckin' god!!" she cried out as she came. Sals tongue continued to work its magic, as her pussy throbbed with pleasure. Her heart was beating wildly, it was the most amazing thing ever. 

Finally Sal raised his head, his mouth and dark goatee were glistening with wetness. He gave her a broad smile and Streek smiled back. "My Prince, that was ...fuckin' amazing!" 

Sal reached down and freed his big erection from his robes. Streek stared at it wide eyed, it was around nine inches long and looked so thick and strong. 

Streek couldn't take her eyes off of it, there was something really alluring about the magnificent cock there in the firelight, particularly the dark bulbous head with a hint of moisture at the tip. 

Sal got hold of it and began rubbing the head along Streeks sopping wet slit, it felt really good. Sal just stayed there between her spread legs rubbing his cock head against her pussys' entrance. 

Streeks insides were tingling wildly, she felt like she badly needed the cock rubbing against them, like an itch that really needed to be scratched. 

When is he going to put it in? she wondered. But Sal just continued to rub her slit. He must be waiting for a clear invitation, Streek couldn't take it any more. "Put it in my Prince!, I need you inside me!"

Sal smiled widely and didn't waste any time forcing his big round cock-head past the thin lips and into the hole, then it met some resistance. 

"My princess is a virgin?" said Sal, looking down into Streeks eyes.

"yes." said Streek softy.

"Then I shall by gentle." 

Only his cock head was inside her, he let it sit there for a moment and then slowly he pushed forward again. The hymen was resisting the cock but was slowly giving way. 

Suddenly Streek felt a sharp pain, as the cock broke through and slid deep inside her. 

"Owwwlll" Streek cried out and bit her lip, but the pain quickly subsided and the big cock wedged inside her felt strange but wonderful. 

Sal laid down on top of her so that his face was in front of hers. "Are you Okay Lisa?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm okay." she said and moved her head forward to kiss him, he kissed her back and then she could feel his cock slowly moving inside her. 

Sal was gentle like he said, he kissed Streek on the lips and neck and fondled her breasts and whispered sweet words into her ear. 

Streeks' wet pussy felt fantastic as it tightly hugged his magnificent manhood. She could feel the fluttering in her belly again, which was the prelude to her amazing orgasm earlier. 

She wanted to feel it again. "Fuck me harder my Prince" she whispered in his ear.

"With pleasure" he replied and his cock began pulling back further and then thrusting deep inside her. 

Streek let out a moan, the feeling was too intense, she wanted to tell him to slow down again, but couldn't stop moaning. 

The fluttering inside her was intensifying too, she knew she was going to cum again if he kept it up. 

There was a splishing sound as he fucked her sopping wet pussy. Streek started breathing heavy as the feeling in her pussy intensified, and then she reached her peak and cried out as another powerful orgasm rocked her body. 

Sal continued to bang her as the waves of pleasure washed over her and then slowly subsided. 

After her climax, her pussy seemed to grip Sals cock more tightly. He squeezed her breasts as he continued pumping her wildly. Soon he was moaning with pleasure and suddenly got up off of Streek and pulled his cock all the way out. 

Streeks' pussy felt strangely empty without Sals cock inside her. Sal jerked his cock a few times and then groaned as his warm cum spurted out of it on to Streeks' belly. He jerked it some more and spilt more cum on her glistening skin. 

Both Sal and Streek were breathing heavily from their exertions. Streek got up and put her arms around him and kissed him.

"How was your first time with a man?" he asked her.

"Unbelievable." 

They heard Ben moaning loudly and turned to see Jorin on top of her, holding her legs up as he ploughed into her pussy.

"Oh god yes, don't stop! don't stop!" she cried out.

"Your girlfriend seems to be enjoying some male company too. It is starting to get cold now, how about you come and join me in my sleeping bag?"

"Okay." 

They both got completely naked and slid into Sals' sleeping bag. They fooled around some more, and made love two more times before drifting off into a deep sleep.

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Streek awoke the next morning with a warm body pressed up behind her, her breast was being groped and her neck was being kissed. It felt nice, but then she suddenly came to her senses. 

"Hey what the fuck are you doing?!!" she cried out and pushed away from the naked Sal. 

She struggled her way out of the sleeping bag. "Don't you fuckin' touch me you rapist!" 

Morning had broken and the air was still cool on her naked skin as she clumsily crawled her way out. 

"rapist?" said Sal confused, "My Princess, what is the matter?"

"Don't you fuckin' call me that you bastard!" Streek yelled at him as she hastily searched for her clothes that were discarded last night.

"Please Lisa, you need to calm down."

"Don't call me that either!"

"Streek then! what is wrong? did you not enjoy last night?"

"It sounded like you did" said Ben, she was emerging from the other sleeping bag she shared with Jorin, also stark naked. 

Streek pulled on her boxer shorts, her belly was sticky with dried cum, making her shudder with disgust. "I told you Ben, I told you they couldn't be trusted, they raped us!"

"There was no rape." said Saladin defensively "...you told me to put it in yourself, and you loved it. You even insisted we do it a third time."

"We did it four times" said Ben smiling and blushing.

"Ben!!, they drugged us!, Jorin slipped something in our tea that got us off our heads and then they took advantage of us!"

"I did not put anything in your tea" said Jorin getting up from his sleeping bag "...It was just the tea, Ryphin tea is ...special. We told you it would make you feel warm and relaxed, nobody made you drink it, and nobody forced you to have sex."

"Yeah, I thought the tea was great" said Ben "...Better than anything I've ever smoked, and Jorin didn't rape me, he rocked my world!" 

Streek just fumed as she pulled on her singlet and T-shirt. Why was Ben taking their side? she was a victim of these perverts as much as her. 

Saladin got up and approached her. "Why are you so upset my Prin.... Streek? you were enjoying yourself last night, do you regret losing your virginity?"

"I regret ever trusting you ass-holes!" her eyes were drawn down to Sals big cock and then she made herself look away "...and cover yourself up for fuck sake." 

She turned back to Ben with her nice large boobs, she seemed to have a glow about her. Streek remembered gazing on her in the firelight when she was high as a rocket and being in awe of her beauty. 

"How can you be so calm about it Ben? we were violated."

"Maybe you need to calm down a bit Streek, last night really wasn't that bad, in fact it was wonderful, Jorin really knew what he was doing, and I heard you Cumming a few times as well." 

Streek just grit her teeth in anger. "It doesn't matter if he got me off, I didn't want to have sex with him ...or any man!, we told them we didn't like men!"

"Streek will you just..."

"Don't fuckin' tell me to relax! if I relax that bastard rapist might stick his cock in me again!" 

Streek didn't talk to them after that. They all didn't say much. Saladin looked especially glum. The men offered a pale of water and a washcloth that Ben and Streek washed themselves with, while the men cooked breakfast. 

Streek didn't eat anything, and continued to sulk while the rest of them ate. After that they packed up their gear and got ready to set off again.

"I don't want to ride with that ass-hole again." Streek said. 

"We could swap I guess." said Ben "...you can ride with Jorin."

"He's not any better!"

"Well you'll have to ride with one of them, I don't think either of us can handle a camel, and walking all day in the heat is not a very good idea."

"Fine I'll go with Jorin, but if he tries anything, I'm gunna rip his balls off!"

They set off, heading North again, putting more distance between them and the huge atmospheric generator.

"My apologies if you feel we shamed you Lady Lisa, I thought you would enjoy the Ryphin tea, most women do. I know my brother meant you no disrespect, he quite likes you." said Jorin behind her.

"Can you not talk to me." said Streek curtly.

"If you wish, Port Redland is around ten hours away, we should reach it before dusk." 

Both Streek and Jorin stayed quiet as the miles slowly passed beneath them and the day grew hotter. She could occasionally hear Ben and Saladin talking ahead of them but couldn't make out what they were saying. 

The slope made her press up against Jorin like it did with Sal, now she hated it even more. 

She kept thinking about last night and the things Sal did to her, and how good they felt, even though she was trying very hard not to. It made her feel ashamed and angry. 

They briefly stopped around midday for lunch, but for nearly the whole day they just travelled through the same old sandy, rocky landscape. Enduring the stifling heat and boredom.

Finally it was late in the afternoon and they had come over the rise of a sandy hill and the camels stopped. Streek looked ahead, down at the settlement of Port Redland. 

At the centre was another huge atmospheric generator like the one they had come across in the desert. 

A mish-mash of simple single or double storey buildings spread out underneath it. To the East were several large open concrete landing bays. Streek counted five Space craft docked in them, there were around as many again that were empty. 

She could just see a small hovercraft moving between the buildings but other than that there was little activity.

"Port Redland Space Port." said Jorin "...You'll never find a greater hive of scum and villainy! ...nah I'm kidding!, ...there are lots of scum-bags here though."

"Well thank you for bringing us here, let us off now and we'll be on our way" said Streek.

"No, miss Streek" said Saladin who had pulled up next to them "We will take you into town, we can find you a place to sleep tonight, you both must be tired."

"No thanks, just let us off here! we can walk into town." Streek said firmly.

"If that is what you want."

"It is!"

"Is it?" said Ben

"It is!"

The men commanded their camels to kneel and the girls climbed off. Saladin looked at Streek solemnly. "I am very sorry to have upset you my lady. I truly did not wish to shame you. I only wanted to make you happy." 

Streek frowned at him "I appreciate your help sir, now please leave me be." she said coldly.

"Are you going to leave the planet now?" Jorin asked Ben.

"Yeah, I guess we are." 

"That's a shame" said Jorin sadly "It was a pleasure to have met you."

"Yeah, it was a pleasure." said Ben blushing. 

Streek turned her back to Saladin and Jorin. "Here take this" said Sal, handing a full canteen to Ben. Then he reached deep into a saddle bag and produced a handful of credit slips and handed them to Ben. 

Streek saw her take the cash, there were several hundred dollar slips there. 

"Oh, are we your fuckin' whores now?" she said angrily "...You think we were out there selling our cunts!"

"No no no no! I would not dishonour you by paying you for sex." said Sal putting his hands up defensively "...It is for your water. I told you it is valuable out here. I assumed you didn't want to carry it all." 

Streek felt like an idiot. "Lets go Ben!" she said as she started walking off toward the settlement.

"I'm sorry about her." Ben told the men "...She's got a lot going on, we really appreciate all you done for us."

"It was our pleasure." said Jorin "I really hope we will meet again some time."

"Yeah me too, uh ...so long." She leant over to give Jorin a goodbye kiss on the cheek, but he moved his head and gave her a full on pash. 

After a little while Ben pulled herself away, she was hot and flushed. "Uh ...yeah ....well, bye!" she said and rushed off away from the men and their camels and after Streek.

To Be Continued...



Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 03



Chapter 3 - Out of the Frying Pan

The third planet in the Antares system was in midst of being terraformed by the Federation. It had a small population of colonists, who gathered in small settlements such as the Space-Port of Port Redland. 

It also had a transient population of traders, workers and criminals that you would normally find at a backwater space port. 

This was where Ben and Streek found themselves after unwittingly turning themselves into female clones and launching in an escape pod to avoid being gang-raped by their other selves.

The main street of Port Redland was quite unremarkable. The giant atmospheric generator rose up from the centre of town, casting a long shadow over half the street. Everything was casting a long shadow now the sun was sinking toward the horizon. 

All the buildings in the street looked much the same, simple structures with smooth, off-white plasti-steel walls, each closed off and air conditioned. 

Each of the shops had similar simple signs, like someone had gone through and labelled them in order to tell them apart. 

The place was usually dead during the blistering heat of the day, but now it was approaching dusk and there were a few people walking here and there and the odd hovercar driving down the road.

Ben and Streek emerged from one of the buildings labelled "Clothing and Equipment Store". Streek wanted to make it her first priority to buy some pants, which she had been without since landing on the planet. She was wearing her new pair of new Karkee spacer pants with many pockets that fit her new body well. 

The new pants weren't the only thing they ended up buying. "It's strange, I think I enjoy shopping more than I used to." said Ben.

"Don't you think that outfit is a little skimpy Ben?" 

Bens' new outfit consisted of a pair of tight grey shorts with a brown belt and a small sleeveless, sky-blue top that didn't quite cover her belly. "Hey, it gets hot here, I was sick of sweating it out in those track pants."

"But were not going to be staying here much longer." 

Ben looked at the small stack of credit slips in her hand, "Looks like we just spent a large chunk of our money in the store. How are we gunna buy passage off this rock? And where are we gunna go?"

"Jeez, I don't know. You're the Captain aren't you? You're usually the one with the plan."

"I need to think about this. let's go get a coffee. I think I saw a cafe down the street."

The girls walked down the street, Streek was glad to have her new boots, her old shoes were too loose. She had bought a new knife too which she had holstered and concealed inside the waste band of her pants. she felt better carrying a weapon for her protection.

"I'm gunna have to get used to the bra, but I'm glad for the support" she said to Ben.

"Yeah I know what you mean, at least we're not wobbling about the place any more." 

Streek was getting used to the feel of her new cotton panties as well, it was strange wearing womens' underwear, it made her feel more like a real woman. 

A scruffy looking, middle-aged man walked by them, he was quite obviously checking them both out, particularly their big boobs.

"Hey look there!" said Ben pointing across the street. "What? the Bank?" "Yeah the Bank, it's still open." "What? Do you want to rob it?"

"No, I was thinking that I might be able to access my account, withdraw all my money."

"You don't have your ID chip, and if you did it would be a mans' ID chip."

"Perhaps I lost my ID chip, I would need a retinal scan and my password to prove who I am. As far as I know my eyes are still the same." 

Streek considered this for a moment. "They would notice that the account is for a Benjamin Anders."

"Yeah, I'm a woman named Benjamin, what of it?" "It could be worth a try." "Yeah, I'm gunna do it, wait for me at the cafe, it shouldn't take long."

Ben crossed the street to the bank, Streek watched her enter the building and then continued down the street. 

She knew the sun was setting now, though she couldn't see it behind the atmospheric generator. The giant machine let out a consistent thrum like the one out in the desert, the locals were probably all oblivious to it. 

She reached the building labelled "Cafeteria". At least this one had larger windows around the front and sides to set it apart from the other boring plain buildings. She could see several tables and chairs set up inside, there were a few customers in there drinking their beverages. A lot of the tables were empty as well. Streek pushed the door open and entered.

Streek ordered her double expresso from the fat, middle-aged woman behind the counter and then sat at a table facing the door. She had been travelling on camelback in the heat all day, she was surprised she didn't feel all that sore and tired. 

She casually observed the other patrons of the cafe as they casually observed her. There were a couple of middle-aged women, wearing plain garb chatting away to each other at another table by the counter, a young couple were drinking milkshakes at a booth on the wall and another creepy looking little man with big ears and beady eyes staring at her from the booth in the corner as he drank what looked like a Cola drink. 

Ten minutes later the last remnants of daylight faded from outside and lights began to come on down the street. 

Ben came through the door, she nodded to Streek with a stern look on her face that told her that it didn't go well. Then she went and ordered a large cappuccino with five sugars from the fat waitress. 

She sat down at Streeks' table. "It didn't work?" Streek asked.

"Would have, but my accounts have been frozen by the Federation"

"Really, why?"

"If I had to guess, I'd say it's because we were arrested in New Heidi."

"We were? ...our male selves, ...the Feds have them already?"

"Yeah probably, and there's something else." Ben said frowning

"What?"

"The Feds probably noticed someone trying to access the account from here, you know how serious they are about this Alien Technology stuff."

"Oh shit! They're gunna be coming after us!" 

Ben nodded solemnly. "We need to get off planet quickly, and stay out of sight of the Feds."

Streek sat back and took another swallow of her coffee. She really didn't want to be a Federation prisoner. 

"There may be a crisotunity here." said Ben "...If we were arrested in New Heidi, it's likely the Clubber Lang was put in the impound yard there. We could travel there and find a way to recover her."

"You mean steal the ship."

"You can't steal what's already yours."

"I'm sure the Feds wouldn't see it that way."

"I could change the responder codes, make her a different ship and we can trade in the outer rim, keeping a low profile."

"That's your plan?"

"You asked me for one!"

"And what's your plan for getting to New Heidi, without being taken by the Feds?"

Ben stayed quiet as she sipped her Cappuccino.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to interrupt you lovely ladies." The man from the corner booth who was looking at Streek had approached their table. He was a short, ugly man with wispy light brown hair, beady eyes, very large ears and a stubbly little chin. 

Streek thought he looked a bit like a rat, and guessed his age to be around forty. She didn't like the look of him one bit.

"What do you want?" she said.

"I couldn't help overhearing, were you looking for passage to New Heidi? I can help you, I can."

"Overhearing eh?" said Streek "...You were listening in, spying on us!"

"Oh no, I didn't mean to, but as you can see, I tend to hear a lot of things." he said pointing to his ears.

"Those are freakishly large ears." said Ben.

"Yes, lucky for you I know a man who's good at slipping by unnoticed, Captain Eubene."

"Captain Eubene?" 

"Yes, he's in the business of exotic imports."

"You mean he's a smuggler?" said Ben.

"Do I? Anyway his ship, the 'Black Jester', is docked here, and New Heidi is on his rounds, I'm sure the two of you could arrange something with him if you wanted to." He gave them both a sly smile. 

Streek frowned, It sounded like just what they needed, but she didn't trust this man, he looked like he would sell out his mother for a fist full of slips. Streeks' eyes met Bens', she looked like she didn't trust him either. They were stupid to talk so openly.

"I think you might have misheard us." said Ben "...Excuse me, I need to go pee." Ben stood up. "...Don't you need to pee too?" 

"Oh yeah." said Streek, she got up and followed Ben into the womens' toilets.

"Little rat, I bet he's off selling us out to the Feds right now." said Streek when they got in. 

Ben got into a small cubicle and dropped her pants, she really did need to pee. "Probably not, he would have done that instead of talking to us if he was inclined. I bet the Feds have a warrant out for him as well."

"I still doubt we can trust him."

"Me too, but I'm afraid our options are really limited. We need to get away from here soon, and a smuggler would be good at avoiding Federation attention." There was a tinkling sound as Ben started pissing in the toilet.

"But what would the smuggler want in return? we have no money. I am not going to offer up my pussy."

"Yeah I know. Maybe if we just met this Captain Eubene we can work something out. If we get a bad feeling about him, we walk away and figure out another way. Maybe steal a ship or stow away, it's all quite risky."

"Yeah okay then. Just be on guard, men are fuckin' predators!"

When Ben and Streek came out of the toilets, the creepy little man was still sitting in his booth in the corner. The girls walked up to him. "Okay we will meet with this Captain Eubene and see what he says." said Ben.

"Ah good. I will take you to him." he said smiling.

"We're not going aboard his ship, he will have to meet us here."

"No, he wouldn't be on his ship. He'll be at the 'Full Boot', a spacer bar near the docking bays. I'll take you there to meet him." 

Ben and Streek looked at each other. "Okay then, but try anything and my girl Streek here will fix a hole through your skull before you can blink. She's a stone cold killer." Ben looked a Streek again and Streek tried her best to look tough. 

The man gave a nervous smile. "Hehe there will be no need for that, my name is Raff by the way, so you are Streek and... "

"Captain Anders."

"Oh?, a Captain without a ship?"

"I will have my ship back soon enough, now are you going to take us to this bar or what?"

"Yes of coarse, follow me ladies."

Ben and Streek followed the little man out into the night. A little way down the main street, they saw two Federation officers in their blue uniforms walking down the other side of the street. 

"This way." said Raff as he ducked down a dark side street. 

Streek was glad he was avoiding the Feds, she didn't know if they were looking for them specifically, but she didn't want to find out. 

There were others walking around the streets going about their business, the girls did their best to blend in. Streek fingered the knife at her waist, she really hoped that she wouldn't be needing it, mostly because she and Ben wouldn't be any good in a fight.

They were in the space dock district before they knew it, and Raff took them to the building with a sign saying "The Full Boot". 

He lead them down a stairwell, the bar was underground. They entered through the large doors. Streek could smell the smoke and alcohol and stink of body odour as they entered. There were about a dozen people in the dank bar, they looked like a rough crowd, Smugglers, Pirates and thugs and a couple of whores. 

Streek could feel the eyes on them as they entered, making her feel very uneasy.

"Which one is Captain Eubene?" asked Ben.

"He's not in here." said Raff "...He must be out back in the game room, come on." 

A big bearded man and a whore stared and smiled at them as they walked past to the door at the back of the room, to the side of the bar. 

The game room at the back was even more dank and smoky, there were a few different shaped pool tables in the middle of the room, some pinball tables and old VR games set up along the wall. At the far end of the room was an electronic betting booth and a large screen showing swoop-bike races. 

Streek counted seven rough looking men in the room, playing pool and drinking and smoking. Ben and Streek stood at the door and all eyes in the room seemed to fall on them.

"Come on." said Raff, beaconing them into the room. 

The girls slowly followed, and Streek noticed a couple of the men stepping around behind them, blocking off the entrance. She suddenly felt very uneasy, and felt at the knife around her waist.

"Well, well, well. Look what the rat dragged in." said one of the men, a large fat man with thick black hair and a grey stubbly chin and wide nose. 

"Is this Captain Eubene?" asked Ben. 

The fat man laughed, and so did all the rest. Streek wondered what was so funny. 

"Ha! did you use that Eubene line again Rat?" "My name is Raff!, you know that Wat." "Yeah, Raff the Rat!" the big man laughed. 

Ben seemed confused. "Which of you is Captain Eubene?" 

Wat gave her a wide grin. "You're a dumb blonde bimbo aren't you? go on Rat, tell her!" 

Raff turned to her. "Captain You-been, as in You been tricked!"

"What?" said Ben confused.

"Stupid bitch, there is no Eubene, the rat brought you here to the game room so we can play with you!"

"No!" cried out Streek "...get away from us, we're leaving!" She and Ben turned to leave but the two large men blocked the exit.

"No you're not!" said one of them, a large, bald black man. 

"Come on baby don't be like that, we're not gunna hurt you, we're all gunna fuck you, and then you can go." 

Streek pulled out her knife "Let us go, or you wont be fucking anyone ever again, Ass-hole!" 

Raff quickly ducked away behind a pool table.

"Oooh watch out, the wildcat has claws!" said Wat "...I like 'em with a bit of fight, let me show you mine." 

Wat pulled out a metal cylinder from his pants and flicked it, making it extend to around a meter long. He thumbed a button and it thrummed to life. 'Oh shit, a Stun-rod!'

"Do you like my big rod? Come on bitch, let's see what you got." Wat taunted her, with his stun-rod held high. Streek was holding out her knife defensively, she was scared out of her mind. 

Wat feinted toward her and she slashed at him but he dodged back and she missed by several inches, the men around her laughed. 

Then she heard Ben cry out behind her, the black man was holding her with a big knife to her face. "I got one of them too." he said to her "...now drop it, or your girlfriend won't be so pretty no more."

"Aw, come on Sawyer, I can handle her." said Wat.

"I just wanna get to the fuckin', do it now bitch!" 

Streek saw the terrified look in Bens' eyes and realised she had no choice, she let her knife drop to the ground. 

"I was havin' fun." said Wat as he turned his stun-rod off and put it away. 

One of the men got up behind Streek and grabbed both boobs. "Whoo, look at these tits, nice!" 

Streek tried to pull his hands away. "Don't fight us slut or you and your bimbo girlfriend will really get hurt." Wat threatened.

Raff poked his head up from behind the pool table. "I did good this time eh?, got you some pretty ones with big boobs. I tricked them good. I think they're worth two nickel bags of Ryphin and a bottle of booze too, eh?"

"You'll get a bag of Ryphin like usual, and you can fuck them when we're all done!" said Wat.

"But these ones are wanted by the Feds, I overheard it. You'll probably get a reward for turning them in, after you're done. That's worth more isn't it?"

"Is that true bitch? are you wanted by the Feds? what did you do?" 

Streek looked at him with hot anger in her eyes, while her boobs were getting groped. "We killed a bunch of rapists!" she told him. 

Wat laughed out loud again and the other men joined him. "Well you did a lousy job of it this time, get down on your knees."

Streek found herself being forced down, so that she knelt on the hard floor. Wat came and stood over her and unzipped his pants, and pulled out his thick, half-erect cock. 

"You're gunna suck my cock now bitch, and you're gunna do a good job, and don't think about biting or your girlfriend will lose her eyes." 

He put his cock in Streeks face and she turned away disgusted.

"Come on bitch, open up for me, you really don't want to see me angry." 

Streek reluctantly took the cock in her mouth and sealed her lips around the shaft, she couldn't believe this was happening, why didn't she trust her instincts. 

"Come on, suck." said Wat "...Use your tongue. You know how to blow a guy, I bet you done it plenty of times!" 

Streek had been forced to suck cocks before, when she was a man and being raped by Pirates in the Vico system. It had seemed like a long time ago but the cock in her mouth made the memories fresh. The cock swelled larger in her mouth as she sucked. 

The smell of his crotch was horrible, as was the bitter, salty taste of his dick. Wat got hold of her hair and moved his cock back and forth in her sucking mouth. Another man grabbed her boobs and was playing with them again. 

Ben had also been forced down to her knees. The black man was fucking her face with his big, hard cock. "Cradle my balls, stroke the shaft, do I have to tell you everything whore?"

Sometimes the big, round head of Wats' cock would poke at the back of Streeks' throat causing her to gag, which Wat seemed to find amusing. Streek just sucked and sucked, she hated having to pleasure this Ass-hole rapist but had resigned herself to it. 

Another man had his erect cock out and was slapping it against Streeks' cheek. "Why don't you share the love, bitch!" said Wat, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and the other one quickly found its way in and she was blowing another man. 

Her top was being pulled up, and her new bra was yanked down so that is sat under her breasts. Streek felt her bare breasts being rubbed and squeezed and her sensitive nipples being pinched. It didn't feel good like when Saladin was fondling them, she hated it. 

Streek looked up to see men all around her, most with their hard cocks out. They were all laughing and jeering and teasing her and Ben, as she continued to suck on the big dick. 

She sucked for a while and her jaw was getting sore.

"Hey, give me a turn with that bitches' mouth." said another man. The cock in her mouth was pulled out and straight away another one was stuck in her face, Streek let out a groan as she took it in her mouth and sucked. 

"This nasty cock is going up your tight ass later!" said the man she was just blowing. Streek was devastated, she remembered how painful and degrading anal rape was, it wouldn't be any easier now she was a woman. 

She thought that if she could get them off with her mouth as much as she could, it might save her pussy and ass some grief. She sucked the man harder and bobbed her head back and forth. 

"Damn, that's good, look at me while you're blowing me slut!" 

Street lifted her eyes and looked into the face of the man she was sucking. He was an ugly man with short cropped hair and thick stubble covering his face. She noticed he had a few teeth missing when he gave her a wide grin "Hmmm ...pretty!" he said. 

Streek sucked, and sucked, and sucked, until without warning the cock in her mouth throbbed and warm fluid squirted into the back of her mouth. She quickly recoiled in disgust and another load spurted into her eye. She bowed her head and spat out the cum on to the floor. "Eeeuughhh!" she said.

"Hey that's not very nice, you should swallow it all down for me slut." 

Streek wiped the cum from her face with her hand, she looked over and saw Ben on her hands and knees on the ground, a man was behind her, fucking her doggy style, while another was getting his cock sucked. 




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 03



Wat then grabbed Streek by the hair and pulled her up. "Owwwwllll!" cried out Streek as she struggled to get to her feet. He pulled her over to a pool table and roughly pushed her down, so that she was bent over the table. "Gunna get me some pussy now!" 

He grabbed her pants and panties and pulled them down, exposing her bare ass. He stepped up behind her and rubbed his hard cock on her slit. Streek grit her teeth, bracing herself for what was going to come. 

Wat didn't waste any time, pushing his cock through her tight pink lips and thrusting it in deep.

"Aaaiiighhhh!" Streek cried out, she felt the sharp pain of her hymen being ripped. 

"Ha, the bitch was a virgin!" said Wat. 

'No I'm not, I lost my virginity last night, what's going on?' Wat pulled back and thrust it in again hard, bumping Streek forward against the table. He continued thrusting into her as she cried out. Tears flowed from her eyes. 

It bloody hurt as he raped her dry, tight pussy. He wasn't starting out gently like Sal did. The other men cheered Wat on as he raped her over the pool table. Streek was getting continually rocked forward as she got fucked, she desperately wanted him to stop. 

It went on for a while, until they all heard another voice from the doorway. "Hey! The young ladies do not appear to be having a good time. Release them, you Ruffians!"

"What the fuck...?" said Wat. 

Standing at the doorway was a little, old man. He had big ears and a big nose, thick glasses, a bald head and short white beard. He only stood around four and a half feet tall and looked to be an octogenarian. 

He was unarmed and by himself. "Who the fuck are you Grandpa?" said Wat, his cock still wedged firmly up Streeks' tight cunt.

"I said let them go, or I'll have to hurt you!" 

All the men in the room laughed, he had to be the least threatening person to possibly show up. Streek groaned, 'this was who showed up to help them?'

"Sawyer, fuck this little clown up!" said Wat.

"With pleasure." said the big black man, approaching the small stranger.

Quick as a flash, the little old man shot around Sawyer and kicked the back of his knees, as the black man dropped, he had his head slammed into the side of the pool table. Sawyer hit the floor and didn't move. 

There was a moment of stunned silence in the room. Wat ripped his cock out from Streeks' vagina and yelled out, "Get that little Cunt!" 

The six remaining big, rough men in the room moved to attack the old man. 

Streek got up from the table and pulled her pants up. She saw the little old man deftly dodging attacks left and right, and heard the loud thwacks as he delivered punches and kicks like a skillful martial arts master. 

Streek blinked through her teary eyes, it was like a Kung fu holo-film come to life. The little dude could fight! The thugs couldn't seem to touch him. 

Ben crawled out from the ruckus and Streek offered her hand and helped her up. "What is this?" said Ben, Streek just shook her head, unsure.

The little old man jumped up on the pool table dodging Wats' stun-rod and then kicked him in the face, sending him falling back into a pinball machine and smashing it. 

Another man swung a pool cue at him, he jumped on it, pinning the stick to the table and then kicked that man hard in the face. 

He kicked the Cue up and snatched it from the air, then quickly spun it around knocking three other guys back. 

The thugs were getting back up, they had cues, knives and broken bottles in their hands and were cursing loudly. They were pissed off, and ready to spill the old mans' blood.

The little old man stood on the pool table in a Kung fu stance, with the pool cue in his hand. Streek wanted to help him, she grabbed some pool balls and began throwing them. One hit a thug in the shoulder and he cried out in surprise then the next one smashed him square in the forehead. He bent over yelling as he clutched his head. 

More thrown balls distracted the men, while the little old man was dodging their attacks and whacking them hard with the pool cue. The old man ducked as a ball whizzed past his head. "Sorry!" Streek called out. 

Ben grabbed a Whiskey bottle and smashed it over a mans' head while he was turned the other way, dropping him to the ground. 

Then Raff came out from behind one of the pool tables, he had Streeks' knife in his hand. Streek turned and saw him, and suddenly felt something punch through her gut. An intense, debilitating pain followed, and she heard Ben cry out her name. 

Streek dropped to the ground, and Raff was standing there with the bloody knife in his hand, and a terrified look on his face. Ben quickly came over, and before Raff could move, she shoved a broken bottle into his throat, tearing it up. 

Raff staggered backward clutching at his throat as litres of blood spilled out of him. He dropped to the ground making a horrible gurgling sound and kicking his legs as he died.

"STREEK! NO!" Ben cried out as she gathered her in her arms. Blood was spilling from her belly where she was stabbed. Ben ripped off her top and folded it, and pressed it against the wound, trying to stem the blood flow. 

"...help!" Streek said weakly, she was in a world of pain. The little old man stepped over several unconscious bodies and went over to them. "My goodness! what happened?" he asked Ben.

"She's been stabbed!, we need to get her to an infermary now!"

"No, my ship is closer. My android had medical programming. Come!"

Ben lifted Streek in her arms and followed the man out of the game room at a brisk pace. Her adrenalin was pumping as she continued to follow him up the stairs out on to the street. 

"Come on, stay with me Streek, it's gunna be alright." 

People were stopping and looking as they passed, a little old man leading a blonde in just her bra with a bleeding girl in her arms. 

They entered a docking bay and the little old man dropped the ramp on his sleek, curved, white Star Ship and they entered.

"Makita, get in here!" the old man called out. "...Put her down here." he said to Ben pointing to a bench. 

An advanced looking android entered the room, it looked skeletal with smooth white plates. The plate on its head had and androgynous human face with human-like dark grey eyes. 

"What the fuck do you want now?" it asked, it had a monotone voice that wasn't distinctly male or female. 

"This woman is suffering a stab wound to the abdomen, treat her."

"Yeah righto, stand back you Cunts." said Makita approaching Streek. 

Its' hands came up over her and it pulled away Streeks' bloody T-shirt, there was lots of blood over her belly. The android examined Streeks' belly for a moment and then looked up again.

"Where the fuck is the stab wound?" it asked in its monotone voice.

"Stupid fucking robot!, she was stabbed right in the guts!" said Ben angrily. 

The android got a cloth and wiped the blood from her belly. Ben let out a gasp. Streek was feeling light-headed, she got up on one elbow and dared to look down. To her amazement the skin on her belly appeared unbroken, the pain was not near as bad as it was too. 

"But ...I saw her take a knife in the guts." said Ben "...She freakin' bled all over me!" 

"And I felt the thing stab me." said Streek. 

The little old man came up and examined her belly too. "Hmmm, that's quite something isn't it?"

The little old man got out his TAB and lifted it up at them.

"What's going on old man?" asked Ben.

"Just a moment, hold still please." lines of light quickly swept over Streek and then Ben as they were scanned. The old man tapped at the screen on the device and examined it.

"Hmm yes. It's like I thought. Are you aware that you're both clones?" Ben and Streek were quiet for a moment. Bens' eyes narrowed as she looked at him. "You're not with the Federation are you?" 

The old man shook his head. "No, don't worry about that. You're both Xenoform, with the ability to regenerate, quite remarkable really."

"Xenoform?" said Streek. "Made from Alien Technology, like me." "Is that why were kicking ass back there? Are you a clone too?" "Yes, I'm a clone. My Sire is dead I'm afraid." "your Sire?"

"The person who created me, my template, who I used to be. Makita, the young lady has lost a lot of blood, attach a drip to her please."

"I'd really like a glass of water please." said Streek "...I got a horrible taste in my mouth."

"me too." said Ben.

"Oh, where are my manners? My name is Doctor Roland Arnott, that's my assistant Makita. Welcome aboard the 'Avatari'."

"I'm Captain Ben... Bernadette Anders and this is Lisa McKenzie, AKA Streek. Thanks for the save back there, and for helping Streek."

"Yeah, you could have shown up twenty minutes earlier, but thanks." said Streek. 

Makita came back in the room with two glasses of water and gave them to Streek and Ben.

"Thanks" said Ben "...Hey, nice 'droid you have here."

"Nice? Makita is probably the most advanced android in the galaxy, she's part Xenoform too"

"'She', is it?"

"Well Makita is neither male or female, machines don't reproduce sexually, so what use is gender? But 'she' is more polite than saying 'it', wouldn't you agree Makita?"

"If you say so, you old Prick." said Makita as she went about setting up the drip into Streeks arm.

"Why does she talk like that?"

"Oh, I was getting sick of the usual polite, obedient responses, I'm experimenting with something a little more colourful. Although I didn't intend for her to be quite so ...vulgar. I will change it again, when I get the chance."

"What were you doing there anyway Doctor, uh.. Arnott?" asked Ben "...How did you know where we were and why did you save us?" asked Ben.

"Oh lucky for you I was in the area. Scanning is a passion of mine you see, and I'm always scanning Federation communications. I overheard the call come in demanding the arrest of a certain young woman."

"After the bank. I knew they were after us."

"Yes, and the thing that got my attention were the words 'code mockingbird', that's code for Alien Technology; Top Priority. You see, I'm hunting down Alien Technology as well. I came to Port Redland to find you before the Federation did."

"Then how did you find us?" asked Streek.

"Scanning of coarse. I have the most advanced scanners in the galaxy."

"Xenoform." "Yes Xenoform. I picked up your unusual bio-readings in the underground bar and went to retrieve you. I didn't know you were clones until I saw your stab wound, or lack of, rather."

"You came to retrieve us?, what are you planning on doing with us?"

"I just want to know what you know about the Xenoform Cloning Pod, do you know where it is?" 

Ben shook her head, "No, I think the Feds may have got hold of it, I don't know."

"No, I would know if the Feds have it, they're still desperately hunting it down. They know how dangerous it is. I intend to find it before they do. How did your Sires get a hold of it?"

"Oh, I bought it from a guy in a Spacer Bar on Brandona, got a pretty good deal for it." said Ben. 

Dr Arnott blinked at her. "You talk about it like it's a swoop-bike, that machine has the power to bring down empires!"

"All I know is, it was heading for New Heidi two days ago."

"Hmm, we shouldn't hang around here much longer. Makita, prepare the ship for take-off, full stealth mode."

"Okay Ass-hole!" "You're taking us with you?" "Of coarse, I'm not going to leave you here for the Feds."

Soon the ship rumbled as it took off, it flew very smoothly, much smoother than the Clubber Lang. "How are you feeling now?" Dr Arnott asked Streek.

"Better, thanks."

"Yes, you are strong and healthy, but you've been through an ordeal, you both will be needing a change of clothes, hmm?" 

He was right, Ben and Streeks' clothes were stained with Streeks' blood. Ben was still only wearing a bra and shorts. 

"Have a shower and rest if you need it. I don't have any clothes that would fit you aboard, I'll get you some bathrobes to wear for now. Makita will come to measure you up, she is programmed to excel at over five hundred occupations, I'm sure a tailor is one of them." 

"...When you are ready, come and have a chat with me. I'm sure we still have plenty of questions for each other."

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Ben and Streek soon went to the ships bathroom. They both stripped naked and Ben got a hot shower running. 

Streek found a bottle of mouthwash in the cabinet and gargled it. "Shit, I'm never gunna get this fuckin' taste out of my mouth." 

Streek joined Ben in the shower and washed the dried blood from her body. Ben looked down at her belly, "It didn't even leave a scar, that's pretty amazing. You scared the hell out of me back there."

"Yeah, I was scared too, thanks for helping me." "Any time girlfriend." "Hey, Ben?" "Yeah?" "What's it like to kill a man?" 

Ben thought about it for a few seconds then said "I didn't kill a man, I just killed a rat."

After their shower, the girls dried off and wore the towelling bathrobes their host gave them. Neither of them wanted to rest, they were still far too curious. 

They found Dr. Arnott in the large central common room they had come into before. The room was octagonal shaped and had several doorways around it, as well as the exit ramp, which was now closed. Various shelves and benches were arranged around the room and a few computers with screens and holo-tables. 

The place struck Streek as being caught between a sterile, high-tech facility and a well-used workshop, like Bens' on the Clubber Lang. Dr. Arnott was sitting on a couch studying the screen of his TAB.

He looked up and saw the girls had entered the room. "Oh, come, have a seat ladies." he said, gesturing toward a couple of comfy looking lounge chairs opposite him. "...Can I get you something to drink, tea perhaps?"

"NO!" Streek cried out. "She doesn't like tea." said Ben "...Have you got any beer?" "Oh yes, I have a fully stocked bar."

"Fully stocked eh?" said Streek "Would you have Dark Rum and cola?" "I believe so, Makita!" The android entered the room, "What now dick-head?"

"Would you be so kind as to get Lisa a Dark Rum and cola, ...and a beer is it?" he asked Ben. "Yeah, Dry Ale if you got it, ...and Whiskey, a double." "and I'll have a cup of Earl Grey, thank you." "Yeah, whatever!" said Makita, leaving the room.

"You wear glasses." said Streek. "Yes, I do." "I've never seen anyone wear glasses, exept in holo-films. Pretty much any eye defect can be fixed up, can't it?"

"My eyes are perfectly healthy. My spectacles allow me to see more much more than the human eye ever could on its' own." "Cool!"

"You have no Idea. ...I was looking over your scans, Fascinating!" said Dr. Anott as Ben and Streek settled into their seats. "...You've both been gender reassigned."

"Err, yeah, we used to be... I mean our Sires were men." said Streek.

"And breast augmentation too." 

Ben and Streek both blushed. "They wanted their own ...girl clones."

"Then they shouldn't have done the full mind duplication. It must have been quite disconcerting for you"

"You could say that"

"Lets see, you're both only a little over fifty hours old. You received health optimisation and regeneration too, as Streek demonstrated."

"How does the regeneration thing work?" asked Ben "...Does that mean we can't die?"

"No it doesn't, Lisa could have died back there if she lost too much blood and her heart stopped beating. Here, let me show you something." 

He held up his TAB, and a hologram of a rounded silver object appeared, slowly rotating above it. It was a few inches long and the body was pod shaped, with flat disc-like wings. It had three multi-jointed arms protruding from the back of it, or the front, it was hard to tell. The whole thing looked very smooth and curved. It reminded Streek of the Cloning Pod.

"This is a Xenoform Nanobot. Magnified one hundred thousand times. You have billions of billions of these in your system."

"It looks like a little Star Ship" said Ben.

"Yes, they are like Star Ships, and your body is like their galaxy. A galaxy they created, and they will do whatever they can to defend it. They swarm in huge numbers when performing tasks. They fight destruction with creation. We call it Nano-Mechanical Bio-Regeneration."

"They fix us up when we're hurt?" said Ben

"Yes. It is a system that makes us Xenoform clones very damage resistant. I've even seen them regenerate whole body parts over a few hours. But if the wounds are fatal, they may not be able to save the clones' life." 

"That might explain why I..." Streek trailed off. "What?" Ben asked her. 

Streek looked embarrassed and hesitated for a moment. "Back there, when I was ...penetrated, it felt like I ...I lost my virginity again."

"Oh," said Ben "yeah, me too"

"Oh, I see." said Dr. Arnott "...Your hymen was broken, and it wasn't the first time." Streek nodded. "...The nanobots must have seen your torn hymen as damage to your body and went about repairing it. Though I suspect it may take longer to regenerate because it is not a part of the body that normally heals."

"So, what?, we're gunna stay virgins forever?" said Ben "Physically, yes, it appears that way."

Makita returned with a tray of drinks. "Here's your fuckin' drinks!" she set the drinks on the little coffee-table in front of them. Makita looked at Streek, "Do you want me to measure you up for your clothes now slut?"

"Don't call me slut, you fuckin' trash can!"

"Fuck you."

"Not right now Makita." said Dr. Arnott. "...Just get your material and equipment ready for now." The android left the room again.

"What the hell is wrong with 'polite and obedient'?" Streek asked Dr. Arnott.

"I apologise, I will change her soon. To something a little friendlier." Streek picked the glass up off the table and took a sip of her Rum and cola, it tasted good.

"Is there anything else you can tell us about ourselves?" asked Ben, before downing the glass of Whiskey. 

"Not really, oh, you're infertile, that's kind of the default setting for clones."

"Drakk, I never though of that!" said Streek "...Good!, I really don't want to get knocked up."

"That means you don't menstruate either." "Oh, ...that's good." "Though female clones have been observed to suffer mood swings from time to time."

"Really?" said Streek "...I hadn't noticed." Ben gave her a look.

"Why can't we kick ass like you did back there, that was awesome!" said Streek

"Oh yes, it wasn't the Cloning-Pod that allowed me to do that, it was another Xenoform machine, it 'writes' skills and experience directly into the mind. I received several lifetimes of martial arts experience in just minutes."

"Wow, cool!"

"Yes, it is very cool. I admit I really enjoyed 'kicking ass' back there, it made me feel young again. Although I never did any ass kicking when I was young. The process can't be done on just anyone though, it causes brain damage that my nanobots were able to repair."

"We've got nanobots, can we learn Kung fu too?" Streek said excitedly.

"Perhaps."

Streek paused and thought for a moment, "So those nanobots inside us were the ones that built us right?"

"Yes, that's correct."

"Can they re-build us? change our bodies so that we're men again?"

"That could be possible if you could reprogram them. To do that you would need to be able to interface with them, and as far as I know, the only way to do that is through the Cloning Pod."

Streek smiled, "You hear that Ben?, it's possible!. We can get our dicks back!, we just need to find the Pod again." 

Dr. Arnott stroked his white beard. "Then we share common cause. If the two of you help me recover the Xenoform Cloning Pod, I promise I will help you become male again." 

"Why do you want the Cloning Pod anyway?" 





Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 03



"Mostly to stop the Federation from getting it."

"What's your story old man?" asked Ben.

Dr. Arnott took a sip of his tea and then sat back in the couch making himself comfortable. 

"Well I guess it could start sixty four years ago on a planet called Denascus. No doubt you know what happened there?"

Ben took a swig of beer and looked at him. "Could you be talking about 'the most profound discovery in the history of the human race'?"

"Indeed, when mining prospectors found a huge Alien Space Craft buried deep beneath the surface. After many centuries of searching we had finally found solid proof of an extra-terrestrial civilisation. The ship was millions of years old but the technology found within was many thousands of years more advanced than our own."

"But there were no aliens to be found." said Ben.

"The great mystery. There were many theories about what happened to them. Some say they migrated to another galaxy, or another dimension, that they ascended to a higher state of being, they were from another galaxy and were just passing through, they're still around, choosing to remain hidden from us. We still don't have any idea." 

"...Anyway, the Federation, being the major power in the galaxy, claimed the Alien vessel. They set up the most secure facility in the history of the galaxy, right there on Denascus. They gathered the greatest scientific minds to work there, researching the Alien Technology."

"...I was a young research scientist who had distinguished myself in the field of scanning technology, and so I was selected to work at the Denascus facility."

"Whoa, hang on. So you do work for the Federation?" said Ben.

"Did. It was a scientists' dream to work with technology significantly more advance than anything we had seen before, and the facility itself was first class." 

"...But understanding the technology proved to be very difficult. We were faced with puzzles of profound complexity every day, with the Federation pressuring us to come up with results, many of my fellow scientists cracked under the strain."

"...The decades passed, and slowly we made progress. The Feds told us we were going to create a better future, and we believed it. I worked on several projects, including the Cloning Pod, under the direction of Dr. Gascoyne."

"That name sounds familiar." said Streek "...I think I read his book."

"Direction for using the Pod, yes, we worked it out eventually. We had many disastrous field tests, the Federation supplied prisoners to use as lab rats. I had seen, and been a part of, some truly terrible things in that place." Dr. Arnott had a far off look in his eyes. 

"...I couldn't tell you what it was like when I cracked the Alien scanning technology. It was like suddenly being able to see after being blind. With the help of my scanners, I knew everything that went on in that facility, and beyond. I had learned the details of the Federations' 'better future'. They called it 'Project Utopia'."

"...The Federation planned on using the Alien Technology to create a perfect society. One where war, crime, poverty, famine, disease and disability are all eliminated, and the people would want for nothing."

"Those bastards!" said Ben.

"The problem, Captain Anders, is the cost. It would cost every man, woman and child their freedom. They had tried it before. Experimental, closed-off societies, where the authorities have complete control over its' citizens. It always ended up in open rebellion and uprising. But with the help of the Alien Technology they would succeed."

"...The people could have no secrets. If a citizen had a thought of rebellion cross his mind, the authorities would know about it straight away and wipe the thought from his head. Generations of people will grow up never knowing what it is to question authority, or have the choice to smoke, or get drunk, or drive a swoop-bike at high speeds, or even swear."

"That's pretty fucked up." said Streek.

"Indeed, and that was the 'better future' I was helping them work toward. There was no getting out for me either. The Federation doesn't just let its' scientists leave, with all the secrets of the facility with them. We were all prisoners there. I did what I could, to slow development, I gathered information I may be able use against the Feds, and I worked on my secret side projects." 

"...Then, fifteen years ago, the outer rim planets declared that they didn't want to be ruled by the Federation, and the Civil War began."

"My father served the Feds in that war." said Ben "...He was the Chief Engineer on a Battle Cruiser." 

"Did he survive the war?"

"Oh yeah, he's still serving. A Lieutenant now. I haven't spoken to him for a while though, don't suppose I ever will again, he's my Sires' father anyway, not mine."

"Yes, well all that I'm telling you about, happened to my Sire. That past is still very much a part of me though, and my Sire lives on through me."

"How did he die?" asked Streek.

"I was just getting to that part. The war did not go as well for the Federation as they had hoped. The Rebels were fighting asymmetrical warfare straight from Sun Tzus' 'Art of War'. They were putting great pressure on us to come up with Xenoform weapons that could greatly tip the scales."

"When the Rebels made a bold attack on the Temscott ship yards, Commander Jon Paston made a decision to draw away half the ships that garrisoned the Denascus Facility. It was a huge mistake, you probably know what happened next."

"The Pirate raid." said Ben.

"Yes, the Pirate raid. Pirates are great opportunists by nature. The infamous Pirate Commander, Nexius Cley, brought many different Pirate factions together for a co-ordinated attack on the Denascus Facility, with the aim of looting the priceless Alien machines."

"...I remember the sirens wailing as the facility went into lock-down. But I had my ways of getting around the facility, and I saw that as my opportunity to escape. I got to the Cloning Pod and made a few clones to assist me, that's really where I come into the story."

"...I had gathered some of the Alien Tech, my scanners and other things and took them to the prototype stealth ship that was being developed in the facility."

"The Avatari?"

"Yes, and it had its own pilot too, Makita. ...I ran out of time though, Pirates breached the facility and began killing everyone, soldier and scientist. A couple of my clones were killed. My Sire and I were badly wounded as we tried to get the Cloning Pod on board the Avatari. We managed to get ourselves onto the ship and Makita got us out of there. My nanobots healed my wounds, but my Sire wasn't so lucky, may he rest in peace."

"...It was a bloodbath, the Pirates got away with many Alien machines that day. It didn't take the Federation very long to gather their forces and smash the Pirates in their stronghold, but by then the Alien Technology was out there in the galaxy. The Federation has been desperately hunting Alien Technology since then, knowing that in the wrong hands, it can be devastating."

"...I say that Federation hands are the wrong hands, and I have been tracking the machines down myself in tribute to my Sire. I've been looking for the Cloning Pod in particular, for a long time, and now I'm close. Hopefully the two of you can help me get hold of it." 

Ben and Streek looked at each other, Ben gulped down the last of her beer. "Wow, that's quite a story, we'll do what we can to help, but I don't know how much use we will be."

"I'm sure you will be a tremendous help to me." said Dr. Arnott as he got up and moved over to a shelf. He picked up a silver machine that was roughly the size and shape of a swoop-bike helmet.

"What's that?" asked Ben.

"You would have been exposed to one of these before, there's one on the Cloning Pod. It's a Xenoform Deep Brain Scanner, or DBS. Truly a wonder. It can read everything about a mind, every memory, every thought, every dream and fear and fantasy, and it copies it all over as computer code."

"Yeah I remember that, getting scanned by it was the last thing I remember before..."

"Before you were created, yes. Your Sires' last memory. I would like you to be scanned again. It would provide every answer I wish to seek from you, and it's the only way I can be sure you're not ...Federation Spies."

"You think we're spies?" asked Streek.

"No, I don't. But I like to be sure of things." 

Ben looked down at the machine and frowned. "We'll take the scan, but on one condition."

"What's that?"

"You teach us Kung fu."



Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 04



Chapter 4 - Meet the Boltons

In the large empty room that was the cargo bay of the Avatari, Ben and Streek stood facing each other. They wore only their bra and panties and were both in a fighting stance.

"You should not have come back here Cockroach! Your Kung Fu is no match for mine!" said Ben, imitating the cheesy dialogue from Kung Fu holo-films.

"You have disgraced my dojo, Hamster-Girl!" replied Streek, "...I will restore my honour by defeating you!"

"Then let this be our final battle!"

Streek circled Ben with her fists raised, keeping light on her feet, ready to spring into action. Ben had her guard up and was watching her intently. Several different plans of attack filled Streeks' head, multiple combinations of moves that she could come at her opponent with.

No, wait for her to make the first move, block and counter. Ben was obviously thinking the same thing, she wasn't moving to strike, she just kept facing Streek with a stupid smile on her face.

Soon Streek was getting impatient, Okay then, I'll make the first move. Streek feinted a kick and then struck out at Ben with a combination of left and right punches aimed at her head, Ben blocked each one and then quickly kicked forward at her chest which Streek only just managed to turn and dodge in time.

Streeks big boobs left her a little off balance, and Ben didn't hesitate in coming at her with a flurry of punches. She staggered back as the blows came at her, and one hard punch landed on her jaw. Streek dropped to the floor and spun her legs around in a wide sweep, which knocked Bens' legs from under her, making her drop to the ground.

Both girls sprung up from the floor again with smiles on their faces. Even Streek, who was rubbing her stinging jaw. They raised their fists again, and this time Ben came at Streek with an arching roundhouse kick. Streek ducked and punched her in the left boob.

"Owwwlll" Ben cried out as she blocked a second punch. Streek threw another punch and Ben grabbed her arm and twisted her body so that she was throwing Streek over her shoulder. Streek came crashing to the ground, but soon bounced up to her feet again.

"You hit my tit!" said Ben rubbing her sore breast.

"Get used to it girl, cos' I'm bringin' the smack-down!"

"Bring it on, Cockroach!"

The two girls began trading blows again, they were blocking, dodging, punching, kicking and throwing like seasoned martial arts masters. This is fuckin' amazing! thought Streek as she fought, I can't believe this is me doing this.

Dr. Arnott had agreed to use his Alien Mind-writing machine to download Martial arts experience directly into their minds. He had not found a way to use the Xenoform machine without causing brain damage, but Ben and Streeks' regenerating nanobots were able to repair the damage it caused.

The process had left them with debilitating, excruciating headaches for half an hour. Afterwards they found themselves with a vast knowledge of unarmed combat. They learned scores of different styles, disarming techniques, Kung Fu philosophy, pressure points in the human body and fight strategies, the information was suddenly in their heads and easily accessible.

In their minds they had fought hundreds of opponents. They couldn't wait to spar against each other and try out their new abilities. Dr. Arnott offered the empty cargo bay.

As they went on, they were getting more used to their bodies and gaining more confidence, pushing the limits of what they could do, and their intensity went up a few notches.

Bens' strong blows were occasionally hitting their mark and were very painful. Streek learned she had to keep her guard up, or she would get pummelled. A few of her strikes were getting through Bens' defences too.

Streek pressed the attack with a flurry of punches and kicks that drove Ben back to the wall. Ben kicked off the wall and tackled Streek hard, she then used her wrestling moves, grappling with Streek as they hit the floor.

Their glistening, sweaty skin rubbed against each other as Streek writhed beneath her. Streek continued struggling and Bens' big tits pressed against her face.

"Ngghh, get off me!" yelled Streek

"No, I got you now Cockroach, admit defeat and I'll go easy on you."

"Get off you fat bitch, it's not a wrestling match."

"Mixed martial arts, anything goes, you lose, I win."

"Fine, get off me, you won." Ben released Streek and got off of her. Streek sat up, both girls were covered in sweat and breathing heavily. "...this round." said Streek.

"That was awesome!" said Ben.

"Fuck yeah, If only we could do this shit before. We're not gunna get raped again, the next ass-hole who tries it will get the crap beaten out of him."

"Yeah, like those Cunts back at the Full Boot."

"Things are looking up Ben, we're now ass-kicking Kung Fu masters and the Doctor is going to help turn us back to men, once we find the Cloning Pod."

"Provided we recover it before the Bluecoats."

"Yeah, well ...I pity anyone who gets in my way!" said Streek smacking her fist into her palm.

The door slithered open and Makita entered the room.

"Sorry to interrupt you lovely ladies, but your new outfits are ready" said the white Plated android.

"Lovely ladies?" said Streek, it was a big change to what she was calling them before.

"Yes, I hope you like them, though no doubt you will look fantastic in any outfit."

"Did Dr. Arnott reprogram your speech again?" asked Ben.

"Yes he did, thank you for noticing."

"What? Did he program you to flirt with us now?"

"Yes, oh you're as smart as you are pretty."

"That's all I need." said Streek, "...A robot cracking on to me."

"Better than her calling you a slut." said Ben.

"Oh I can still talk dirty if you want me to."

"You don't even have any genitals, you're all talk!"

"I can always install certain attachments, and I'd like to remind you, I excel at everything I do." Makita gave Streek a wink with her grey, human-like eyes.

"Okay, you're creeping me out a little now." said Ben, "...you were saying something about outfits."

"I have laid them out on your beds in your quarters. Just let me know if you want me to lay anything else out on your beds."

"Dr. Arnott is a strange little man. Come on Streek, let's hit the showers."

A little later, Streek come out into the large octagonal central room of the ship where Dr. Arnott and Makita were. She was wearing her new outfit that consisted of a black mini-skirt, low cut olive green top, which showed off her bulging cleavage and an open, orange-brown, long sleeved jacket over it, she also wore a large brown belt around her waist and the boots she bought in Port Redland.

"Stupid 'droid, I don't wear skirts!, why couldn't you have made me a pair of pants?"

"I designed the clothing based on the latest fashions in New Heidi. Plus it shows off your lovely legs." said Makita.

"I don't want to show off anything! I don't care about fashion, I just wanted a T-shirt and pants like I had before."

"Wearing the latest fashion will help you blend in." said Dr. Arnott. "...But Makita, I think you should have taken into account that Lisa here was recently a victim of sexual assault, she is not comfortable wearing revealing clothing."

"Not comfortable, I see" said Makita, "...Correction Noted. Do you want me to start again honey?"

"Not right now, we will be at our destination fairly soon."

Ben walked in, she wasn't wearing a mini-skirt but had a pair of dark brown short shorts on. Her red top had long sleeves but also opened out in the front to show her cleavage. The outfit showed her curves well and looked good on her.

"Nice work Makita." said Ben "Red is my favourite colour. Hey Streek, lookin' good!"

"Yeah thanks, shame I can't sit down without flashing my panties, stupid mini-skirt!"

"Well at least you have one satisfied customer." Dr. Arnott said to Makita.

Dr. Arnott turned to the girls, "I trust you're both happy with how the mind-write went?"

"Hell yeah, it's freakin' awesome." said Ben.

"...and the headaches have completely gone?"

"Yeah, no worries."

"Good. Perhaps later on we can do more, firearms training, languages, computer hacking, piloting. But we don't want to push it, the human brain is not to be toyed around with, even a self repairing one."

"Did the Aliens know Kung fu? How is it that the Alien machine could teach us human fighting styles?" asked Ben.

"The Alien machine makes it possible to load experience into the mind, the actual content comes from many Deep Brain Scans conducted by the Federation. They scanned elite soldiers, tournament champions, experienced Masters, even dangerous criminals, and compiled their combat experience."

"So, no Alien Kung fu styles?"

"We don't know anything about the Aliens. The machines held no data about them, nobody has ever encountered them."

"There was one time, on pre-warp Earth."

"Oh, here we go." said Streek.

"They called it the Predator, it came to Earth to hunt." said Ben.

"That is just pre-warp mythology." said Dr. Arnott. "...We've lost a lot of our histories from the time before we set out into the galaxy. So we just have a lot of stories. Some of them may have a measure of truth to them, others are just fanciful."

"I think the Predator was real. He came to hunt the Earths' greatest warriors. This wasn't in the time of Rocky Balboa, so that times' equivalent was Arnold Schwartz. The Predator hunted him down with advanced technology and killed all his comrades. but what's the best way to survive when you're being hunted? Is it to run? ...to hide?"

"Become the hunter." Streek said in a bored voice, she had heard this story before.

"That's right, become the hunter. That's just what Arnold Schwartz did, he hunted the Predator, and battled him, and slew him. The Aliens didn't come to Earth to hunt any more after that."

"Just a story." said Dr. Arnott.

"I think it's as real as Rocky Balboa." said Ben.

Streek sighed, "Yeah, but you think the Ghost Busters were real as well."

"Why do you think there's no ghosts around? ...Ghost Busters wiped them out!"

"We will be dropping out of hyper-warp soon." said Dr. Arnott.

"at New Heidi?" asked Ben.

"No, we're making a stop at the base."

"Base? what base?, I thought we were going to New Heidi."

"It's the headquarters for an underground resistance movement. You didn't think I was taking on the Federation on my own did you?"

"Uh, ...I guess not, but we need to go to New Heidi, my ship is there ...I think."

"Perhaps we will be going there, but I want to hear from my contact in the Federation first, I need to find out what the Federation knows before I plan our next move. Plus, the Avatari needs recharging, using the stealth field takes a tremendous amount of energy."

"Who is this Resistance?" asked Streek. "...Are you their leader?"

"No, I am a co-founder though. The man in charge is a friend of mine, General Bolton. He's a veteran of the Civil war. Many of the members of the resistance are ex-rebels who still want to continue the fight against the Federation. Some are also ex-Federation who don't agree with the Feds' plans for the future. 'Fight the Future' that's the motto of our little Resistance group."

"Why haven't the Federation smashed you yet?" asked Streek.

"They would certainly like to, but we stay hidden in the shadows, ...figuratively, running covert ops. Our aim is to recover as much of the lost Xenoform Technology as we can."

"And what do you do with it?"

"We use it. We use it to recover more Xenoform Technology, and then when we have it all, we destroy it all. Nothing good can come from that sort of power. I can not begin to tell you how big a threat it poses to all of us."

"Heavy." said Ben. "...So where's this base of yours?"

"It's a makeshift Space Station hidden away in M13, a Globular Cluster."

"Seriously?!"

"What's that?" asked Streek.

"As a Captain, there's a list of things in this Milky Way you gotta steer clear of." said Ben. "...Globular Clusters are on that list."

"Which is exactly what makes it a good place to hide." said Dr. Arnott.

"But that's like saying you're hiding out in the sun! ...Only you're hiding out in thousands of suns."

"Yes. Our ships can handle the gravity, and our shields can handle the radiation. And so far the Federation haven't come looking for us in there."

"Are we going to be there long?" asked Ben.

"I hope not, My Mole will contact us when it is safe for him to do so. I want to get back after the Cloning Pod as soon as possible, like I'm sure you do. But it's always better to gather information first before making your move."

There was a chiming sound, indicating they would drop out of hyper-warp in thirty seconds.

"Ah, looks like we're here." said Dr. Arnott, and he and Makita started walking to the cockpit.

Ben and Streek went to the cockpit too. As they entered, they passed through a holographic view screen that wrapped around the round room, giving a full three sixty degree view. It gave the illusion that the small room was the entire ship.

Ben whistled, impressed by the advanced looking controls and displays. The Avatari made her ship; the Clubber Lang, look like an old junker.

They barely felt it when the Avatari dropped out of hyper-warp, and suddenly the room lit up, as the entire front half of the view screen was filled with bright pulsing light. The filters had taken out a huge amount of glare. Ben and Streek were transfixed, looking at the rippling, pulsing light of thousands of nearby stars.

Makita piloted the ship right toward them.

"Wow!, we're really going into it, aren't we? Does she know what she's doing?" said Ben.

"Always. Don't worry, we've been through here plenty of times."

The ship flew into the Globular Cluster and soon the bright light completely filled the view screen, all around them.

"Want to see something cool?" said Dr. Arnott. He tapped at the console and the light of the view screen dimmed, until there were hundreds of red and yellow balls filling up the screen. They were all different sizes and each one flared and rippled, it was quite hypnotic.

"Wow! that's beautiful!" said Streek.

"The stars you're looking at are super ancient." said Dr. Arnott. "...They were around long before the Earth started to form. To them our life-spans are insignificant. The rise and fall of humanity is but a brief flash to them, and they'll keep shining, sending their light out into the universe, long after we're gone."

Ben and Streek sat staring at the stars for a while, until Dr. Arnott pointed something out. "There's our destination."

As they got closer they could see that it was a glowing, roughly spherical shape. It slowly got larger as they approached it. As they got close they could see that the Space Station seemed to be comprised of many different Star ships, large and small, all joined together.

"That's your base?" said Streek.

"Yes, I did say 'makeshift' Space Station, but don't be fooled by its appearance, it houses some of the most advanced technology in the galaxy."

The cockpit was hailed, Dr. Arnott answered it straight away. The face of a fat, silver haired man appeared in a square on the view screen. "Hello, welcome back to Sunnydale Doctor. Glad to see the Avatari is still in one piece. You can park her in the Frigate, bay two"

"Bay two, Roger. Thanks Rolley."

The Avatari approached the Space Station, and passed through the atmospheric shields, and landed in the docking bay of what used to be a Federation Frigate.

"Nice landing, as always Makita" said Dr. Arnott.

"Why thank you Doctor."

Dr. Arnott stood from his chair.

"Welcome to the Resistance girls, come and meet the gang."

"Er...can you please not tell them that we used to be men." said Streek. "...It's kinda embarrassing."

"Technically, you never used to be a man, you were just created with the mind of one."

"I know that, but still..."

"I won't say anything." said Dr Arnott.

They exited the ship through the ramp in the central room. The short old man, the white plated android and the two large-breasted young women.

The docking bay was a huge open room with one side seemingly open to space but closed off by the invisible atmospheric shield. Bright light flooded in through it.

Streek was half expecting it to be very hot in there, considering where they were in the universe, but it was the same cool temperature it was in all Ships and Space Stations.

There were a couple of other mid-sized Star Ships docked there. Dr Arnott turned to his android, "Start recharging her batteries please Makita, and perform the usual maintenance checks."

"You got it honey."

Two people were approaching them, a man and a woman. Streeks' eyes were drawn to the young woman. She had fair skin and was wearing a dark jumpsuit and a jacket, boots and a belt. Her hair was bright red and worn with a pony-tail at the back. She looked to be around the same age as Streek. She was fairly short, but looked to have a nice body with decent sized breasts. She's hot!, thought Streek straight away.

The man seemed pretty ordinary. He looked to be the same age, average height and build, he was clean-shaven and had short brown hair. He was wearing a plain white shirt and dark pants.

"Grandpa!" said the girl as she approached Dr. Arnott, and bent down and gave him an affectionate hug.

"Mia, dear, it's so good to see you again." said Dr. Arnott.

"Hey Doc, how are you doin?" said the man.

"Well, thank you Zac. I feel I'm closer to recovering the Cloning machine than I've ever been."

"You and your quest for the holy grail. Are you sure you haven't just been out there picking up young women?, you old player!" said Zac, looking toward Ben and Streek.

Mia looked up at them too, "Who are they?".

"Mia, Zac, I'd like you to meet Bernadette Anders and Lisa McKenzie."

"Hi." said Ben.

"Call me Streek."

"Hey there." said Zac, flashing them a smile.

"Who are they?" asked Mia again. She coolly looked Ben and Streek over, like she was sizing them up. Streek looked into her eyes, they were beautiful, a deep green that seemed to portray intelligence and confidence. She could tell that this girl was tough. Streek was smitten.

"They're clones like me!" said Dr. Arnott.

"Really?" said Mia as she looked them over again. "...With the freaky healing powers and everything?"

"Nano-mechanical Bio-Regeneration, yes. They were created by the Xenoform Cloning Pod only four days ago, they're going to help me find it."

"Have you checked they weren't planted by the Feds?"

"Yes, of coarse. they both took a DBS, no problems there."

"Well then, welcome to the Resistance, ladies. Fight the Future!" Mia said to Ben and Streek.

"Thanks" said Streek, smiling at her, Mia didn't return the smile.

"The Pirate Factions are up to something." said Mia.

"Pirates are always up to something." replied Dr. Arnott.

"I mean something big, and it has to do with Alien Tech."

"Do you have anything concrete?"

"Not yet. We were on Rohme last week and a drunk Pirate Captain tried to rape me. I beat the shit out of him, of coarse, and we took him prisoner. Big stinkin' neanderthal who calls himself Captain Naeme."

"Captain Naeme?!" said Streek, she and Ben both shuddered as horrible memories came back to them.

"Yeah, weird huh? We brought him back here and gave him a DBS, you won't believe some of the sick fuckin' shit he's done." Oh we believe it!. "...We didn't get much from him though, he mustn't be in the loop. His girlfriend lead a mutiny against him and took his ship. Now I reckon we should throw him out an airlock, we'd be doing the galaxy a favour."

"Good idea!" said Streek.




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 04



"No, we should hold on to him, when we get the Cloning Pod perhaps we can use a clone of his to infiltrate the Pirates."

"Always looking at the big picture grandpa, that's why I can never beat you at chess! ...We're gunna go out again soon, Try and catch us a Pirate who knows something, but if you want us to back you up in your hunt for the Cloning Pod, then just say the word."

"Thank you dear, I will keep that in mind. Just don't go getting in over your head."

"Hey, it's me!" she said giving him a sly grin. "...We're just waiting for Zac to finish his upgrades to the Van Halen and we'll be off."

"Is that your ship over there at the far end?" asked Ben.

"Yeah, that's the 'Van Halen', fastest ship in the galaxy!" said Zac

"Really? what kind of engines does she have?"

"Twin engines, two heavily modified Valcore sixty four hundreds."

"No shit?! What kind of power output do you get from it?"

"Over four hundred thousand Gs." Ben looked at him in disbelief.

"Bullshit! That's not possible in a ship that size!" The ship was around the size of the Clubber Lang, and if it was true, the power output was over fifty times that of Bens' ship.

"Alien Tech baby, it makes things possible." said Zac.

"But you would be forever replacing the modulators."

"Not with the way I've restructured the power distribution cabling."

"Wow, you have heavily modified it, haven't you?!"

"Would you like to come and have a look?"

"Yeah, I would. I gotta see this for myself. Do you want to come Streek?"

"Ah, no I'll pass thanks." Ben walked off with Zac over to the other side of the huge cargo bay.

"Well, I should go and see the General, how has he been?" asked Dr. Arnott.

"Busy, like always." said Mia "...but he'll be glad to see you again."

"Would you mind showing Lisa around for me?"

"Oh, I was going to go and do some martial arts training. I've got the holo-shed booked."

"Can I join you?" asked Streek.

"...Yeah, why not." said Mia hesitantly.

"Go easy on her. She's had a rough couple of days." said Dr. Arnott.

"Oh I'm fine." said Streek. I've just been lost in the desert, drugged, raped and stabbed. Mia looked at her again with her intense green eyes, Streek couldn't tell what she was thinking.

They left the Doctor, and Streek followed Mia out of the huge docking bay and into a turbo-lift. Mia didn't say much to her as they went. Streek decided to break the silence between them. "So, is Zac your boyfriend or something?"

"No, he's my brother dummy, couldn't you tell?"

"Not really, no."

"Your blonde friend seems pretty interested in him."

"Ben? ...I mean Bernie? No, she's just interested in his ship and modifications, she's really into that stuff."

"If you say so."

"Is Dr. Arnott really your Grandfather?"

"No, but he's like a Grandpa to me, so you better take good care of him out there, or I'll hunt you down and make you suffer."

Streek looked at Mia, she gave no indication that she was kidding.

There was a brief silence between them.

"So, who are you clones of? Someone important? More scientists or something?" asked Mia.

"No, no-one important. Just traders, and not real successful ones at that."

"Can you fight?"

"Yeah, I know a move or two. Dr. Arnott used the mind-write thing on us. It hurt like a mother-fucker, but it's awesome!"

"Good, cause where we're going, you're gunna need that, and your freaky healing powers!"

They walked through the variety of different rooms and hallways of the different ships that made up the Space Station. They passed a few people here and there, Mia seemed to know everyone and said hi to them, she didn't bother introducing Streek.  

They all stared at Streek as she passed by, she was an unfamiliar face and they were curious. A lot of the men didn't seem so interested in her face though, and Streek could feel their eyes on her body. She cursed the stupid outfit she had to wear with its' short miniskirt and open cleavage.

They got to a big Drummond Cargo Hauler that had been converted into a gym. Weights and exercise equipment were set up around the large room that used to be the cargo bay, there were a couple of people working out there, that didn't pay them any notice.

Mia pointed out a door on the wall toward the stern. "That's our holo-shed, we use for training, have you done any holo-sims before?"

"I've been to a few holo-arcades in my time. I held the top score on 'City Rampage 4' in my local arcade for years when I was a teen."

"I thought Grandpa said you were only four days old."

"Yeah, but I had a life before I was a clone, you know."

"Right, well this is no crappy little holo-arcade. We've adapted Alien Tech to it. It's gunna blow you away how real it is. But I gotta warn you girl, I train with the safety protocols disabled, and on a high difficulty level. If you don't wanna get hurt, you can just work out on some of the equipment here or something."

"Uh, It's gunna be an unarmed combat sim, right?"

"Yeah, my own personal program."

Streek smacked her fist into her palm. "Then bring it on!"

Mia lead Streek to another room away from the holo-shed. When she saw the rows of lockers and low benches and the young brown-skinned woman standing there with her bare breasts out, she realised it was the womens' locker room. Streek had an awkward feeling that she shouldn't be there.

"You can't fight in that thing." Mia said pointing toward Streeks' miniskirt, "...I don't want you flashing your panties everywhere."

"The Docs' stupid 'droid made me this outfit. Latest fashion in New Heidi apparently. I hate it!" said Streek embarrassed.

"I bet the boys love it." laughed Mia, "...Come on, I'll lend you a gi, just try not to bleed on it."

"Oh hey Mia, who's your friend?" asked the half-naked, black woman.

"Hi Michelle, this is Streek. Doc Arnott has recruited her to his cause. I'm gunna put her through her paces in a holo-sim."

"Nice to meet you, uh...Streek. I hope you know what you're getting yourself into, Mia goes hard in that thing, she's always coming out with cuts and bruises and broken bones."

"That was one time I broke my arm. It was my fault, I let my guard down." said Mia as she took her jacket off.

"Yeah well that's what safety protocols are for, you're crazy turning them off!"

"The harsh, violent galaxy out there doesn't have safety protocols, that's what I'm training for."

Mia unzipped the front of her dark blue jumpsuit and pulled the top of it down until it dropped to the floor at her feet, leaving her standing there in her grey bra and panties.

Streek looked over her body, she wasn't quite as tall as Streek and her boobs were smaller, they looked to be around a C-cup, she had very well-toned body, like a professional athlete, obviously the result of a lot of working out.

Hot! thought Streek as she looked at her, if she were still a man she would be getting a hard-on, instead she felt a pleasant tingling in her crotch as her vagina moistened.

Then Mias' intense green eyes were suddenly glaring at her, catching her staring. "Aren't you gunna get changed too?"

"Oh ...yeah." said Streek as she quickly fumbled at her jacket.

Streek stripped down to her underwear and Mia handed her some white clothing from her locker. Streek thought she saw Mia checking her body out as well. I wonder if she's into girls, Streek thought, a fantasy involving lesbian sex with Mia formed in her mind making her smile.

The two girls changed into their gis, the karate uniform was supposed to be loose fitting so it fit her well enough. Mia tied the long black belt around her waist, Streek was disappointed that her body was covered up again, but she thought Mia looked great in the gi as well.

"Lets get to it!" said Mia.

Soon Streek found herself standing in the holo-shed with Mia. It was a large, empty room, roughly thirty by thirty meters. It was lined with foot-long white square panels on the walls, ceiling and floor.

"Command: Run program Mia, slash UAC, slash zero, zero, four." said Mia in a loud, clear voice.

Suddenly the walls around her disappeared and Streek found herself standing in the middle of an ancient eastern village from pre-warp Earth. It was like the setting of a Kung Fu holo-vid, in fact it looked strangely familiar...

"I know this place." said Streek "...Kurioko Village, from the Monkey Fury Saga."

"Wow, you know your Kung fu classics." said Mia.

"I love Monkey Fury, I reckon its on of the most underappreciated..."

"...underappreciated Holo-film series of all time. Me too!" said Mia smiling at her for the first time. Streek thought it was a beautiful smile and couldn't help smiling too.

Streek could feel the sun shining down on her and the gentle breeze rustling her gi, she kicked at the dirt under her feet.

"This is amazing! It's like we've been teleported to a different world, it's so realistic."

"I told you it's more advanced than anything you've seen." Mia said as she bent down grabbing her legs and sticking her nice ass in the air. Streek stared at her for a moment before realising she was stretching.

Streek copied her, bending over and grabbing her legs and she felt the slightly painful tension in both legs, she was quite unaccustomed to exercise in her former life.

Mia continued stretching out in various poses and Streek copied her, Streek could see that Mia was very flexible and to her surprise her own body was quite flexible too.

After a couple of minutes Mia stopped and turned to Streek.

Do you remember that scene from episode one where bandits attacked the village?"

"Oh yeah, that was..."

"Command: start the first wave."

Suddenly a gang of big, rough-looking Asian men appeared around them. Streek quickly got into a fighting stance. One of the men wasted no time rushing at her. Streek instinctively jumped at the advancing foe and kicked him hard in the head, dropping him to the ground.

Other men came at her and she was dodging and blocking their punches and kicks. She counted five men who were out for her blood, Mia was probably also dealing with as many. Streeks' heart began racing as she back-handed one man and then roundhouse kicked another two.

She was taking on a gang of fighters, it was scary, but also exhilarating. It wasn't easy, she had to be aware of everything going on around her, now and then a hard strike caught her unaware and they really hurt, these holobots were punching hard.

Streeks implanted Martial arts training served her well though, and she was winning, frequently sending the men to the ground.

She looked over at Mia. She was fighting beautifully, moving with cat-like grace, and then lashing out furiously, dealing out a lot of hard blows to their heads. Streek saw her dip down and punch a man hard in the balls, Streek winced and the holobot acted in a realistic way, doubling over in pain just as Mia sprung up and kneed him in the face with a sickening crunch. She is too brutal!

An explosion of pain to her face reminded Streek that she wasn't paying attention. She stumbled back and hit a wall, but it wasn't a wall but a strong man who grabbed her arms, pinning her. She struggled, and then hard punches smashed into her torso and head as another man attacked her.

Streek was in a world of pain as the hard blows kept coming, she could see Mia looking at her through her tear-filled eyes.

"M...Mia....ugh!...help me!"

"Help yourself!" Mia said loudly.

Streek couldn't really think clearly as she was getting punched in the head, but she knew she would have to get out of this herself. She watched her assailant and at the right moment she swung her knee up and smashed him in the groin, making him scream out in pain. Then she slammed the heel of her foot down onto the foot of the big guy who was holding her, he yelled in pain as several bones in his feet broke. She bent forward and swung her head back with force, causing the back of her head to smash his jaw, he released his grip on her as he fell to the ground.

The guy in front of her still clutched at his groin, Streek delivered a series of hard punches to his head until he dropped unconscious. Streek turned around and approached the big, dazed man who was struggling to get up again. She gave a hard, ungraceful kick to his head, knocking him out.

Streek clutched her face, it was getting swollen and bruised, her left eye was closing as it was swelling up, her heart was still beating rapidly and her head was awash with pain. The two gi-clad girls were standing amongst ten unconscious men.

"Ow ...fuck!" said Streek, spitting out some blood "...Why didn't you help me?"

"So that you could learn." said Mia, she was breathing heavily but didn't seem any worse for wear. "...Getting yourself out of trouble is a very important skill to learn. But you're far better off not getting into trouble in the first place. Stay focused!. Command: start wave two."

The bodies of the bandits disappeared and then there were around thirty men encircling them, they each wore black robes and carried hand-axes.

"Oh Shit, it's the Mad Axe Gang from episodes two and four."

Streek looked at all sharp-looking axe blades around her, she clearly remembered the terrible pain of having a blade run through her guts. Streek was shitting herself. Safety Protocols disabled.

"You can't be serious!"

"Focus, or die!" said Mia.

The first man ran at Streek, yelling with his axe held high. Streek kicked him away and immediately focused on the next man. There were men all around her, and axe blades were swinging through the air, threatening to hack parts of her off.

Streek concentrated on dodging the blades and was being pushed backward, she knocked down anyone who got in her way, but was definitely on the defensive.

"Streek, catch!" came Mias voice as a staff came flying through the air toward her, Streek jumped and caught it and then immediately spun it in a three-sixty degree arc, knocking several foes away. The staff was wooden, solid and heavy. I know how to use this.

Streek danced around dodging axe blades left and right and spinning and thrusting the staff, knocking men to the ground all over the place, she wasn't so scared now, but she wasn't going to allow herself to lose her focus.

"Kill 'em Streek, or they'll just keep getting back up!" called Mia, she cut through the neck of a foe with a hand-axe, making his head fly off in a spray of blood to illustrate her point.

Kill them, Fuck!, but they seem so real. A gang-member came at Streek and swung his axe at her head, she knocked it away with her own weapon and then struck him a couple more times leaving him open.

Its just a video-game, she thrust her staff forward with focused force that crushed his throat and snapped his neck. She saw the life leave his eyes as he dropped to the ground. She didn't have time to think about it as a couple more opponents came at her with their axes.

Streek fought on, she began slowly whittling their numbers down and had to step over the bodies of her fallen opponents as she moved.

The bo-staff was not the most lethal of weapons, but was deadly in the hands of a seasoned master. She went for their necks and spines in fast, focused attacks that were killing them off one by one.

Soon she had only around five gang members left and was feeling very confident, she decided to throw down her staff and take them on with her bare hands.

One of the men came at her and she dodged low under his axe swing, grabbed his arm and threw him into another man. She quickly jumped back as an axe swung at her chest, the sharp blade tore open cloth and some skin on her right breast. The pain was intense.

Streek just grit her teeth and gave a fast, strong kick to mans groin. She grabbed the mans' arm and swung his axe into the guts of another gang member coming at her. She got hold of the mans head and twisted, snapping his neck.

Streek rose with two axes in her hands, blood was spilling from the wound in her chest but she didn't care. She gave her three remaining opponents an intense look and then came at them. Blood, body parts and screams filled the air as she cut them down.

When she was done, she stood there panting, covered in blood and standing over a mass of dead bodies.

"Hey what did you do to my gi?" said Mia looking at the cut on Streeks' blood-soaked chest. She was also covered in blood.

Streek clutched at her wounded chest. "Yeah, I'm fine, thanks. Just give me a minute!"

"Sorry, I don't give minutes. Command: start boss stage."

"Boss stage?"

All the bodies and body parts around them disappeared, a lot of the blood that was covering Mia and Streek disappeared as well, but Streek still had a large patch of blood soaked through her gi top.

Mia also had a couple of bloody patches on her where she had been cut. In front of them was a huge man in a black gi with a distinctive, demonic looking helm.

"Oh no, Aneki!" said Streek, wide-eyed.

"Yes Aneki, reckon we can take him?" said Mia.

Aneki was the master villain in the Monkey Fury films, he was the incarnation of evil and was obsessed with making himself stronger and more powerful. Streek hoped he wasn't as powerful here as he was in the holo-films.

"Worms! Who are you to challenge ME?!" Aneki said in a booming voice.

"We're the girls who are gunna kick your fat ass!" said Mia, "...Get him Streek!"

"...right." Streek raised her fists and warily approached Aneki, she feinted a kick and then Anekis' foot slammed into her chest and she was knocked several meters back, tumbling through the dirt.

Her wound hurt like hell and bled some more. She gingerly got up from the ground.

"Oooh, that's not how it's done." said Mia, she launched herself at the villain and let loose with a flurry of punches and kicks. Aneki blocked them all and then struck back at her with a combination of fast and strong attacks. She was knocked back, but stayed on her feet. She wiped the blood from her lip.

"He's a tough bastard, we need to do this together, I'll go high, you go low!"

Streek and Mia came at Aneki again. The intense fight went on for another ten minutes, Streek and Mia kept on hitting him, but he was shrugging off their attacks like they were nothing.

The girls kept at it, chipping away at him and getting knocked back now and then, they both received several new bruises.

Finally they began wearing Aneki down, in desperation he lunged at Streek, she rolled backwards with him and threw his large body into the dirt, Mia was on his back straight away and yelled out "Kiiiiiaaaaah!!" as she punched hard, pulverising his spine in the middle of his back. Aneki screamed out in pain and his legs jerked.

Streek and Mia were both breathing heavily, they were beat up and exhausted, but elated.

"You're insane!" said Streek. "...please don't tell me there's another wave."

"You feel it don't ya?, you like getting your kill on!"

Streek had to admit she did feel pretty good, despite being in pain, she felt like she was high on some exiting new drug. She smiled at Mia through her swollen lips. Mia smiled back.

"It always gets me feelin' pretty antsy, how about you?" said Mia.

"Antsy?"

"You know, gets your motor running. What would you say to a bit of a more intimate workout."

Streeks' heart started thumping again, Is she saying what I think she's saying?, Is she into girls after all?.

"Uh...I'd say yeah, sure!"

The girls both smiled at each other.

"great!" said Mia. "...let me show you a little place I have. Command: run program Mia, slash BTD, slash zero zero two, password Butterscotch."

The village landscape shimmered and disappeared and Streek found herself standing on an opulent balcony looking over the ocean at sunset. A large luxurious suite was behind them with a big round bed in the centre of it.




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 04



"Ooh, very nice!" said Streek looking around.

She smiled at Mia again. She was a little out of place in this setting, all sweaty, with her bruised face and blood stained gi.

"You look beautiful." said Streek. she wondered if she should go over and kiss her.

"Uh, ...thanks. You like the view?"

Streek looked out over the ocean to the magnificent colours of the sunset. "It's amazing!"

"No, do you like the view?" said Mia pointing inside the suite. Then Streek saw him, a naked man. He was an Adonis, with tan skin and long dark hair and a clean shaven face. His body was hairless and muscular. Streeks' eyes were drawn down to his penis, it wasn't huge, but bigger than hers' used to be, and looked to be perfectly formed.

Streek had to admit, he was beautiful.

"I'd like you to meet my boy-toy, Carlos." He walked up to Mia and put his arms around her.

"I missed you, my love." he said softly and then they kissed.

Streeks' heart sank. This is what she meant? she wants to get it on with her hunky holobot? Mia stopped kissing for a moment and turned to Streek again.

"Don't worry Streek, I haven't forgotten about you."

She gestured inside and Streek saw another man who looked exactly the same. "Carlos has a twin brother ...or clone if you prefer."

The other Carlos approached Streek and put his arms around her. Streek pushed him away. "Mia! ...Mia!"

Mia pulled herself away from Carlos' lips again, "What?"

"I want to go!"

"What's the matter, don't you like him? I can knock up someone who's more your type, I can give you your dream man."

"No! ...thanks, I'm just more sore and tired than I thought, I wanna go get some rest."

"You can just lay down and let Carlos do all the work, he'll have you feeling good again."

"Mia, I just wanna go now."

"Yeah, sure. Command: Escape."

A doorway opened up at the end of the balcony, they could see the gym beyond it.

"Thanks for the workout, it was amazing, and sorry about your gi."

"Hey Streek, You're not going to tell anyone about this program!" She was telling her, not asking.

"No, don't worry. See ya later!"

Streek went back to locker room and showered. She examined the cut on her breast, it was around three inches long and not very deep and had stopped bleeding. It still hurt, but was already getting better. There would be billions of nanobots swarming over the wound, working hard to repair the damaged tissue. Soon the wound would be completely gone.

Her bra was ruined, the left cup was torn and badly bloodstained.

Streek felt like an idiot for thinking Mia was going to have sex with her. Even when I'm a man again I won't stand a chance, I looked nothing like her dream hunks in there.

She decided she needed a drink, she got changed again and left the gym to see if she could find her way back to the Frigate docking bay and the Avatari.

Streek got back to the Avatari. Ben and the Doctor weren't around, just Makita. "Welcome back Lisa, looks like we have this place all to ourselves eh?"

"Yeah, looks like it."

"I'm so happy to be able to spend some time alone with you."

"No you're not, you're just programmed to say that."

"That's right, you're so smart."

"Can you get me a Rum and Cola, please."

"For you honey, sure."

Streek went over to a screen on the wall.

"Mirror mode." Her image appeared on the screen. She was still not completely used to her feminine appearance. She touched her face, the swelling and bruising was almost gone now, she certainly felt less pain. By all rights she should be stiff and aching. She was once again amazed at those invisible little robots living inside her body.

"Here you go honey." Makita handed her a drink.

"Are you doing anything right now Mak?"

"Ooh, what did you have in mind?"

"Make me some pants, like the ones I had before, and a gi if it's not too much trouble."

Streek sat on one of the comfy chairs and drank. She couldn't stop thinking of Mia, she was probably having sex right now with her hunky holobot, or perhaps two of them.

I should have stayed there so I could watch her. She imagined Mia laying naked on that big round bed with her nice, toned legs spread, with her breasts heaving and moaning in pleasure as Carlos banged her wet pussy.

Streek felt her own pussy tingling and getting moist. She slowly moved her hand down under her miniskirt, and rubbed her slit through the cotton panties. I used to jack-off all the time when I was a man, this is different.

It felt nice, her panties were starting to get wet from her juices. She slipped her hand up and into her panties and her fingers rubbed on the bare wet lips. "mmmmmm."

Streek closed her eyes and saw Mia naked on top of Carlos bouncing up and down with her red hair flowing free, she cries out in ecstasy. Streeks' finger slipped inside her, she was really wet now. She could feel the fleshy wall of her hymen, it felt really good just rubbing that.

She slipped her finger out again and moved it up higher. She slipped it into the folds of skin and felt for the little bud of her clitoris which had gotten hard. "Oooh!" she said, the little bud was sensitive.

She lightly rubbed her wet finger around it. It felt really good. Her other hand went up and groped at one of her big breasts.

She pictured Mia again, on her hands and knees, Carlos had hold of her butt and was banging her from behind. The other Carlos was in front of her, and Mia was bobbing her head, sucking on his hard cock.

Then she heard someone walking up the ships' ramp, Streek quickly slipped her hand out of her panties and straightened her skirt out.

It was Ben who came up the ramp.

"Hey there girlfriend." she said smiling.

"Hey Ben, how's it goin'?"

"Are you okay? you look a little flushed!"

"...uh, Yeah I'm fine. How was your tour of Zacs' ship?"

"Great! That ship's amazing, you should see what Zac's done with the engines. I showed him a way to optimise the Central Command System, increased it's power efficiency by five percent. Zac showed me all the advanced system upgrades they've done, and we ended up having sex in the engine room."

"...you ...What?!" said Streek blinking, "...did he rape you?"

"No! It was purely consentual."

"You slut!, you wanted to do it? ...with a guy?!"

"Yeah, well, I was kinda horny. He wasn't as good as Jorin, but it was fun. If we're gunna turn back into men soon, I just wanna enjoy what being a woman has to offer. Heh, he's happy with himself, he thinks he took my virginity."

"Unbelievable, you just met the guy! I need another drink."

"I'll grab it for you" said Ben moving over to the bar. "...You haven't just been here drinking alone have you?"

"No, I've been with Mia."

"Oh, she's pretty hot, isn't she?"

"Really? I hadn't really noticed. We did some holo-sim combat training. You should have seen it Ben, it was awesome! We were put smack-bang in the middle of the Monkey Fury holos and we were kicking ass all over the place. I came close to being violently killed, it was great!"

"So, they have good video games here eh?."

"Yeah, Mia seems to really enjoy them."

"You know, you should probably get laid too, it might be good for you. Zac has a friend..."

"I'm a lesbian!"

"You were serious about that?"

"Of coarse I was!, I've always liked women, I'm straight as a man and gay as a woman. The last thing I want is some hairy guy poking at my insides with his dick."

"I guess I'm bisexual then, at least while I'm a woman. Maybe we can get it on, I'm up for it!"

"No thanks, you're a bit too slutty for my taste!"

Bens' expression soured. she slammed the drink on the table, spilling half of it.

"Hey, watch it!" said Streek.

"Fuck you! You think you're better than me, you stuck up bitch!" Ben blubbered with tears in her eyes, then she stormed out into her quarters.

"Ben! ...Fuckin' Hell!" called Streek. What the hell is wrong with her? I was just ripping on her, we used to do it all the time as guys, and we'd just laugh it off.

Streek slunk back into her chair, she was feeling low again. Ben has changed. I thought we were just the same and only our bodies had changed, but Ben's different now, am I a different person too?. Streek drank down what was left of her Rum in one shot and sat there in a rotten mood.

About an hour later she heard someone else coming up the ramp, was it the Doctor? "Hello, anyone there?" said Zac as he poked his head through the ramp hole.

"Hi." said Streek, not bothering to get up.

Zac came in. Streek wondered if he could fight like his sister, he didn't look like a fighter. He looked fairly intelligent.

"Hi, uh ...Streek. Mia says you didn't totally suck in the holo-shed. Trust me, that's high praise coming from her. I was afraid you'd be all bruised and bloody after training with her, but you've got that regeneration thing happening don't you?"  

Streek just nodded, she wasn't in the mood for light conversation.

"Is Bernie around?"

"Why? Do you want to fuck her again?"

"Heh, she told you about that eh? We were just having a bit of fun. I really like her."

"She's not a pleasure clone. Just so you know."

"I know! She knows a lot about Star Ships and computing. She's a scientist too, isn't she?"

"Not exactly. She's a Captain."

"Like me. Where's her ship?"

"New Heidi. It's not like the ships around here."

"Right."

"What do you want Zac?"

"I came to invite you to dinner, ...both of you, on behalf of my Dad."

"Who's your Dad?"

"He's General Bolton, the man who runs things here. The Doc and Mia will be there too."

Mia is the Generals' daughter? I didn't know that.

"Shall I come and get you two in an hour?"

"Yeah, sure."

An hour later, Zac came back and walked the girls through the Space Station. Makita had worked fast and finished Streeks new pants, and Streek was glad to be wearing them, though her breasts were wobbling free without a bra.

Ben wasn't talking much, especially to Streek. She decided to just leave her alone. Streek was feeling a little tipsy, she had three and a half drinks and it felt like it was affecting her more than it used to.

They got to an airlock with a couple of armed guards posted outside, Zac gave them a friendly greeting and they passed through, into the ship on the other side.

"Welcome aboard the SS Angelina, my fathers' ship." said Zac.

"Looks like a military cruiser." said Ben.

"Yeah that's right, a Sonycorp F-class."

"With a 400kG power core?"

"No, we like upgrading our ships here, it's more like 2000kG"

Ben whistled, clearly impressed, she thought 400k was a lot.

"The Avatari has stealth and super scanners, my ship is the fastest, and this one is our power-house, though it rarely leaves the station these days." said Zac.

"I'd love to see the engine room."

"I bet you would!" smiled Zac. Streek rolled her eyes.

Mia was already inside, and came down the corridor toward them. She had changed again, she was wearing a nice Yellow blouse and dressy brown pants and black boots. Her vibrant red hair was no longer in a pony tail and framed her face nicely. Her face looked battered, a big purple bruise was on her right cheek and her left eye was dark and swollen, there was also small strips of tape over a small cut next to her left eye.

"Hi girls!" she said smiling, she raised her hand and lightly touched Streeks face "...Look at you Streek!, You were looking far worse than me in there, now you're all pretty again. It must be good being a clone, huh?"

"I guess it has its' advantages." smiled Streek, she was enjoying Mias' touch.

"The General and Grandpa will be here shortly and we'll have dinner, can we get you a drink?"

"Yeah, I'll have a double Scotch and dry." said Ben.

"A Rum and cola, thanks" said Streek.

"Sure, come this way" said Zac moving down the corridor.

Mia touched Streek on the shoulder,

"Can we talk a moment?" she asked.

"Yeah, sure." said Streek as Zac and Ben walked away. Ben looked back at them, and then she went away into the room. "I didn't tell anyone about your program." said Streek

"I know, but it's kinda about that. Grandpa told me how he met you."

"Oh?" Streek worried about what else the Doctor might have been telling her.

"He said you were being raped, by a bar full of brutes."

"...yeah." Streek lowered her eyes, feeling ashamed, she didn't want Mia to know about that.

"...And I'm such a fuckin' stupid bitch!" said Mia, a tone of anger in her voice. "...You had been recently raped and stabbed and what do I do? I take you into the holo-shed and point blades and dicks at you!" Mia shook her head, obviously angry with herself. "...Look, I'm sorry, Okay?, I didn't know!"

"No, there's nothing to be sorry about. I think the training was really good for me, I enjoyed it. And I'm a big girl, I think I can handle seeing a naked man. That ...incident, in the bar, wasn't as bad as it could have been, thanks to the Doc. You're not a stupid bitch Mia."

"Thanks." said Mia squeezing Streeks' shoulder, "...lets go get those drinks."

The four of them got their drinks and sat down on the comfy chairs in a big recreation room. They talked for a while. Ben seemed to have lightened up and Streek was feeling relaxed, with the help of the alcohol in her system and the surprising bit of tenderness Mia had shown her back there.

Soon the doors opened and Dr. Arnott stepped in, the little old man was wearing a plain white shirt and brown pants.

Next to him was a man who had to be the General. He wasn't tall, but still towered over Dr. Arnott, he had a stocky build and was wearing an olive green military uniform, almost the same colour as Streeks' top. He looked to be around fifty and had a large bushy grey moustache and closely cropped grey hair. He strode over to them and Ben and Streek stood up, he thrust out his hand and Ben shook it.

"Captain Anders, The Doctor has told me a lot about you. Welcome aboard the Angelina."

"Thank you General Bolton, it's a nice operation you have here. I didn't know you guys existed before today."

"That's the way we like it." He stopped shaking Bens' hand and shook hands with Streek. "Miss McKenzie, welcome."

"General."

"I hope my kids have been making you feel comfortable here while you waited."

"Yeah, they have, thanks." said Streek.

General Bolton looked at his daughter and frowned.

"Mia!, again?. It's quite possible to train without getting yourself badly beat up, you know!."

"You should have seen the other guy Dad." smiled Mia as she got up and hugged him.

He then shook hands with his son,

"How's that ship of yours doing Zac?"

"Just fine!" said Zac.

"Well who's hungry? Lets go eat!" said the General.

At the Captains table, Streek was seated next to Ben and Dr. Arnott, Mia and Zac were opposite them and the General and Doctor were at both ends of the large black table.

A boxy android served them, it looked nowhere near as advanced as Makita. The android served up roast lamb with roast vegetables and some greens and gravy and apple sauce. The food was good. Streek didn't realise how hungry she was, and dug in to the food.

"Is it all to your liking Captain Anders?" asked General Bolton.

"Yeah, thanks, it's good, but call me Bernie." said Ben as some gravy dribbled down her chin.

"Then you can call me Roy."

"Wow, your family likes its three letter names huh?"

"Ha, yeah I guess we do, but my childrens' mothers' name was Angelina."

"You named this ship after her. What happened to her?, if you don't mind me..."

"Killed in action!" said Mia as she bit into a chunk of meat."

"Yes." said Roy, "..She was a remarkable fighter pilot, and a remarkable woman. She fought for freedom against the Federation in the Civil War. She was an Ace, and made it into the Rebels elite Alpha Squadron. She survived many of the most dangerous missions, but on one mission her luck ran out and she was shot down."

"Oh, I see." said Ben.

"No, she wasn't killed then, the Feds captured her and began brutally torturing her to get information."

"The Feds don't use torture do they?" said Streek.

"You fuckin' retard!" said Mia.

"Mia!" growled the General.

"...sorry." said Mia, looking down at her plate.

"The Feds don't admit to using torture, but the Feds do whatever the hell they want. They have become too powerful, and by extension, too corrupt. Angelinas' last year of life must have been a living hell, but she didn't break. In fact she was killed in an escape attempt in which she killed several Federation soldiers."

"like I said ...killed in action." said Mia.

"So I named this ship in honour of her. I hope it's as unbreakable as her spirit, and will exact her bloody vengeance upon the Federation."

Wow! thought Streek, the hatred for the Federation in this room is palpable.

"Captain Anders ...Bernie, are you aware that you rank quite highly on the Feds most wanted list?" said General Bolton.

"I knew they were coming after me, I didn't know how serious they were."

"Oh very serious! You're code Mockingbird, Alien Tech."

Ben swallowed a chunk of roast potato and thought about it. "Do you want me to leave?"

"Don't be silly girl, this place is a haven for Alien Tech, I want the opposite, I want you to stay."

"Do you?"

"I know you have a deal with Dr. Arnott, when you help him recover the Cloning Pod, he'll help you to ...get back what you lost."

"What's that?" asked Zac.

"It's none of your concern, Zac." said his father gruffly. "...Anyway I was hoping afterwards, you would work for us, both of you. We could certainly use soldiers like you."

"But we're just simple traders." said Streek.

"Bernie is an Astro Engineer dad, some kind of genius at soft-modding." said Zac.

"And Streek is a bit rough around the edges, but she can fight." added Mia.

"So can I." said Ben "...I defeated Streek this morning."

"Cos' you cheated!" said Streek.

Dr. Arnott looked at both girls in turn.

"You both have more potential than you realise. I told you what we're fighting against. Xenoform Technology is about to change mankinds' destiny forever. This could very well be the most important fight in the history of mankind."

"So what do you say girls? are you with us?" asked General Bolton.

Ben looked at Streek, she wasn't sure what to think.

"Uh, thanks, I'm flattered, but could I get some time to think about this?"

"How much time do you need?"

"We'll give you an answer after we recover the Cloning Pod."

General Boltons' expression didn't change.

"Very well, but remember, we always look after our own. There are not many other options for you, with the Federation hunting you down."

They continued talking about the Federation and the Resistance and the goings on at the base while they had a delicious Peach Melba for dessert. Dr. Arnott and General Bolton excused themself soon after dessert, apparently they had some important business to attend to.

Mia, Zac, Ben and Streek sat at the table and had another round of drinks. Somehow the conversation had gone down a different path.

Mia took another sip of her Vodka and continued on,

"My first time happened when I was twelve."

"Whoa, so young!" said Streek.

"Yeah, I used to train at this dojo back on Rygar, my Sensei was awesome. But there was this guy who used to train there, Vinny. He was a big dumb bruiser who ran a loan sharking racquet in the neighbourhood, real scumbag. No doubt he was there just to learn to beat people up better, but I think Sensei was trying to straighten him out, without much success."

"...One day he got Vinny to have an exhibition match with me. He probably thought it would teach him some humility, getting his butt kicked by a twelve year-old girl. And I did. I kicked his ass, he way too slow. But all it did was piss Vinny off."




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 04



"...The fat Cunt waited until I was alone in the change rooms, and he came up on me and grabbed me before I knew what was going on. He was touching me and telling me that it was payback time. I struggled furiously and managed to get my arm free and then BAM!" Mia quickly threw her fist into the air, demonstrating the punch.

"...Right into the Solar Plexus, The fat Cunt dropped like a sack of spuds. A damn heavy sack of spuds, he fell on top of me. It took all my strength to pull myself out from under him."

"...That was my first time, my first kill. I didn't get into any trouble, no-one doubted it was self-defence. I couldn't stop thinking about it though. I didn't feel bad about killing him, that bastard was going to rape me."

There was a brief pause and then Zac started.

"Mine was a couple of years ago, Me and Mia had a mission to get certain supplies for Sunnydale. There was another fellow with us too, Scotty."

"To Scotty." said Mia raising her glass in a toast. Zac raised his too and then took a sip.

"These supplies were tough to secure without the Federation noticing, so we had to deal with some underground suppliers."

"Meaning scumbags." added Mia.

"We organised to make an exchange on one of BiKudas' moons. Mia had a bad feeling about the meeting and so did I, we agreed that I would cover her and Scotty with the sniper rifle from the top of the ship."

"...Well as suspected, the smugglers decided to cheat us and brought along a few friends with guns. The shit hit the fan, and my first shot went into the head of their Sniper, I saw him, but he didn't see me. My first kill, not as up close and personal as Mias', but a kill's a kill. I went on to drop a few more after that."

"I reckon I killed more of them than you." said Mia.

"Yeah, but you would've been dead if I wasn't there."

"That's why you had the gun."

"It didn't help Scotty though."

"No..." said Mia sadly "...neither of us could." Mia held her empty glass up "Vaxx, get me another one." she called out to the android.

"What about you Streek?" asked Zac, "...Bernie told us how she slashed that rat guys throat open."

"That was a good one." said Mia, "...and well deserved."

"...Well, I crushed that Mad Axe guys throat this morning." said Streek.

"Holobots don't count. It's not taking a life!" said Zac.

"Are you a virgin Streek?" said Mia.

Streek blushed. "Yeah, I haven't killed anyone okay!"

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about." said Ben, "...it's a good thing!"

"Yeah totally, I was just kidding about the virgin thing." said Mia.

"Yeah well take me down to the cell where Captain Naeme is and I won't be a virgin much longer."

Zac started laughing and Mia elbowed him. Streek went bright red, "I meant a kill virgin!, I would kill him!"

"You hate Pirates too huh?"

"We were traders."

"It really sucks to sound like my Dad, but you should stay on with us, both of you!" said Zac. "...It's very dangerous and unglamorous, and the odds are pretty much stacked well against us..."

"Way to sell it, Doofus!" said Mia.

"But it's a cause worth fighting for!. And also we get to play with some really awesome toys!"

"I want to get my ship back first, and the Cloning Pod, and I'll talk it over with Streek, then we'll see."

"Yeah, we'll see." said Streek.

The android had refilled Mias' glass and she held it up "Fight the Future!"

The others all raised their glassed and said the words. Zac drank from his glass and then got an idea.

"Let's have a party!"



Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 05



Chapter 5 - Rodfern Dogs

The first thing that Streek became aware of was the throbbing pain in her skull. The second thing was the painfully bright light around her. "Uuuuggghhh!!" she moaned as she moved her hand up to her sore head. 

She was lying in bed and there was something warm and soft pressing against her. Slowly she dared to open her eyes, the bright room was her quarters on the Avatari, she couldn't remember getting there. 

She moved, trying to get up and instantly regretted it. The sheet was half over her naked body and she looked next to her and was surprised to see Ben sleeping naked next to her. 

She was so surprised she fell off the bed with a thud. Streek let out another moan, she had been badly hung-over before but couldn't recall a time when she was this bad, in fact she couldn't recall much at all. 

Streek slowly sat up, still cursing how bright the room was. She felt a wave of nausea wash over her, and wondered if she would have to get up and quickly find the toilet to throw up in, but after a little while the nausea passed. 

She looked at Ben, who was just starting to stir, she was lying there on her side with her messed up, short, blonde hair and her big, pale boobs jutting out in front of her and small patch of blonde pubic hair around her groin. 

Ben let out a moan, "Urrghh, turn the damn lights off!". She slowly opened her eyes and then propped herself up on her elbow looking down at Streek. 

"Your naked." she said.

"Yeah, so are you, and you're in my bed."

"Oh" said Ben looking down at her naked body. "...Did we... uh... fool around last night?"

"I don't know, I can't remember anything. I feel like shit!"

"I can't remember either, shame, I would wanna remember having drunken lezzo sex with you."

"I remember we had a nice family dinner with the Boltons, and the General asked us to join the Resistance for good."

"And I gave him a definite maybe, I don't think he liked that much!"

"Yeah, and afterwards, Zac decided to throw us a party."

"That's right, we went to the holo-shed, to the beach house program."

"I remember the beach house. Can't really remember what happened there, little bits and pieces."

"Mia played a drinking game with us, and she cheated!"

"Really?"

"Yeah must have. And I remember you flashing your tits to everyone!"

"Bullshit!"

"Uh, or that might have been me."

"I need to clone myself a new head, why aren't our magic nanobots fixing us up?"

"Maybe we killed them all with our high blood-alcohol level."

The door opened and Streek reflexively covered her naked breasts. Makita came in carrying a silver tray.

"Oh, hey dudes! You're finally awake." said the android in her monotone voice.

"Dudes now is it?" said Streek, dropping her arms again.

"Or Dudettes, whatever. The doc said you'd be feelin' bummed out so this should totally help." Makita passed both of them a glass of fizzy, orange liquid.

"Thanks, what is it?" asked Ben.

"Electrolytes, Rehydrolytes and vitamins and stuff." 

Streek took a gulp, it had a sweet, citrusy flavour and wasn't too bad. "Mak, did you see me and Bernie getting ...uh ...intimate, last night?"

"Nah dude, I was tinkering in the engine room most the night, I just saw you two sleeping."

"What's the time?" asked Ben.

"Fourteen hundred and twenty three dude."

"Whoa, we must have had an all-night bender."

"Maybe I should just crawl back into bed for the rest of the day!" said Streek

"Come on in lover." said Ben patting the bed, "...There's plenty of room."

"Uh, the doc wants to see you both. Why don't you have a shower, and I'll cook you dudettes some breakfast." 

Streek sighed, "Allright then, give me a hand up will ya!"

Soon Ben and Streek were showered and dressed and were in the ships' mess, eating the breakfast spread that Makita had fried up for them, including eggs, ham, beans, toast, hash browns and orange juice. Streek was feeling a little better but still had a bad head-ache and thought the lights were way too bright. 

Dr. Arnott entered the room, he had changed since last night and was wearing his little dark grey jump-suit and was carrying a compact TAB.

"Morning Doctor." said Streek.

"No, it's afternoon actually, how are you feeling Lisa?"

"Pretty bad actually."

"Yes, it appears you're both paying the price for a little over-indulgence."

"Yeah, we've been hung-over a few times before. Why aren't the nanobots stopping me from feeling sick?"

"The Xenoform Nanobots are complicated things. Technically we are mildly poisoning ourselves when we consume alcohol. They could easily neutralize the alcohol molecules before they have any effect on us, but it seems they make an exception and allow us to become intoxicated, and experience all that comes with it."

"Yeah it would suck if we couldn't get drunk, but the hang-over I could do without."

"Yeah, totally." agreed Ben.

"I might go and see Mia soon, see how she pulled up." said Streek.

"I'm afraid that's not possible right now." said Dr. Arnott.

"Why?"

"Because we're currently travelling through Hyper-Warp, on our way to New Heidi." 

Ben put down her piece of toast. "Oh, we launched?"

"Indeed, we left the station at zero seven hundred this morning. I'm sorry for leaving without your knowledge, but the two of you were unresponsive."

"So you heard from your man then? You got word of my ship, or Ben and Streek, or the Cloning Pod?"

"I can answer your questions and debrief you a little later when your feeling better if you prefer."

"No, I wanna know now!"

"The Clubber Lang has been seized by the Federation. The Cloning Pod has not been recovered yet and Benjamin Anders, Stephen McKenzie and all their clones have avoided authorities and still remain at large. It's the best we could hope for. We still have a window to find your sires and hence find the Cloning Pod before the Federation does."

"Are you sure they're still on New Heidi?" asked Streek. 

The doctor tapped at his TAB and brought up some holographic news footage that showed scores of Federation ships, large and small orbiting the blue, green and brown planet.

"Two days ago the Federation ordered a blockade on New Heidi. They're not letting anyone in or out of the planet. They want to keep the Alien technology contained until they find it."

"So how are we going to get there?" asked Streek.

"You're flying in the galaxies' most advanced Stealth-Ship remember, slipping through the blockade and getting on the planet won't be a problem. Once we get there however, there will be a strong Federation presence, it will be very dangerous for us to operate. We will need to keep a low profile."

"You will want us to find our Sires, right?" asked Ben.

"Yes, have you been to New Heidi before?"

"A couple of times, just passing through. We drank at some spacer bars and traded a little."

"Do you have friends or relatives there? Anyone who you would trust to harbour you?"

"Nah, no one like that."

"It wouldn't be hard for you to get into the mindset of Benjamin Anders, what would you have done with the Cloning pod?"

"I told him he should have jettisoned it before we got to New Heidi." said Streek.

"I wouldn't have done that, I would have wanted to sell it on, I knew I could make a nice profit from it."

"Any idea where you would have sold it?" asked Dr. Arnott.

"Maybe a backroom deal at a bar, that's how I acquired it, or I might have sought out a black-market fence." 

The Doctor tapped his TAB again and brought up a 3D map of a fat, round continent that zoomed into a large city by its coast. 

"Your ship was seized at Rodfern, one of the planets larger cities. The city is so built up, there are lower levels, forever in the shadows. It's where the poor and forgotten citizens dwell, as well as those who want to stay hidden in the shadows. I think this is a likely place for your Sires and fellow clones to be hiding."

"...I want the two of you to ask around at bars and black market stores, see if you can locate them. I will run my scanners and see if I can find them. But it won't be like Port Redland, there's a million-fold more bodies to sort through."

"...You must be careful though, even without Federation patrols about, the under-city can be a dangerous place, judging by these crime statistics."

"We can handle ourselves now." said Streek. After her training session with Mia, she felt like she could take on anything.

"Makita, would you mind passing those boxes in the corner to Bernie and Lisa."

"Yeah, no problem dude." The android picked up some large boxes that were sitting in the corner and placed one in front of Ben and another in front of Streek. 

"What's this?" said Ben.

"Open it and see." said Dr. Arnott. The girls both lifted the lids off their boxes. There were a bunch of different items in there. Streek lifted out a black holster with a hand gun inside it, she pulled the black and silver pistol out and felt the weight of it in her hand. 

"Nice, is this really for me?"

"Yes, it's a Wik-15, fifteen millimetres, fifteen rounds per clip." 

Streek straightened her arm and pointed it at the wall, looking down the barrel. "Cool!" Ben was holding an identical gun.

"It won't do you much good against armour I'm afraid, but it's one of the most accurate hand guns around."

"Wow, you got me a new TAB too." said Ben. Streek put her gun down and picked up her TAB from the box, it was more compact than her old TAB, a pocket-sized device.

"That's to be used for communication and information gathering." said Dr. Arnott. "...Not video games and pornography." 

Streek looked at him and gave him a half smile, he knew them too well since he scanned their minds. 

"I have integrated some powerful, short-range scanners into them, they should come in handy."

Streek looked what else there was in the box, she held up a high quality looking knife in its black sheath. 

"You don't need to take that if you don't want to Lisa, I know you were stabbed with your own knife last time."

"No, that's fine. It won't happen again!" said Streek. She slid it out and examined it.

"It's a good quality vibroblade, can cut through many things." said Dr. Arnott.

"Thank you, it's like my birthday or something!"

"I can't have the two of you going into the field under-equipped." 

Streek looked at the bottom of the box, there was some dark blue, folded up clothing and small black pouch. Streek examined the pouch and found it stocked with scores of credit slips of different denominations. 

"You will be needing that." said Dr. Arnott "...Just let me know if you need more."

"Is that a jump-suit?"

"Yes, I've decided the latest Heidi fashions probably won't serve you well where you're going." 

Streek smiled and then got up and hugged Dr. Arnott. 

"No stupid miniskirt, thank you Doc. Thanks for all this cool stuff!" 

Dr. Arnott smiled back at her. "My pleasure dear, also I have another mind-write, if you're willing, some fire-arms training, paramedic training, scanner training and some detective skills and such."

"Sure thing." said Streek. "...I already have a stinking headache anyway."

"Then I'll leave you two to your mid-afternoon breakfast and go and prepare your mind-write. If you have any questions don't hesitate to ask."

"Thanks Doc." said Ben as the old man left the room.

Streek turned her TAB on and saw that she had a message. The text read "from Mia", Streek opened it up straight away. 

The young womans' holographic head appeared over the device. Her vibrant red hair was tied back in a pony-tail again and she still had a black eye and bumps and bruises on her face, she looked tired. 

"Hey Streek!" said the recording, "...Grandpa gave me your new TAB-ID, I hope your getting this. That was some wild night eh?. You and Bernie are both a lot of fun when you're drunk, and some of the things you told me ...wow!." What the hell did I tell you?  

"...So, you're off on your mission now. Me and Zac will be going out in the field shortly as well. Just remember the safety protocols are disabled out there. Remember what you learnt in our little training session and don't get yourself into trouble. And remember what I said about Grandpa, I meant it! No doubt he'll be watching out for you, so you better watch out for him." 

Then Zacs' voice came through the TABs' speakers. "Mia, are you gunna give me a hand with these crates or what?!"

"Yeah, just give me a second dick-head. Look I gotta get going. Tell Blondie not to get herself killed, she still owes me fifty dollars. I'm looking forward to fighting alongside you again, or maybe you and me could fight each other, that should be fun. Good luck out there Streek, I'll see you when I see you."

Mias' head faded away as the message stopped playing. She's so damn pretty!  Thought Streek. Ben had been listening in on the message and was smiling at Streek.

"What? ...Mia says not to let yourself get killed." said Streek.

"What the hell do I owe her fifty bucks for?"

"beats me!"

"Someone's got the hots for the Ranga! I remember that much!"

"No, she's just a friend."

"You're a bad liar. You're crushing over her, big time. Were you thinking of her when you had sex with me last night?"

"No! ...I mean ...You don't even know if we had sex last night, we probably just passed out drunk before anything happened."

"Yeah, sure, okay." said Ben grinning.

"She's straight anyway."

"Oh I see. You're hoping to slip her the sausage once you become a man again. eh Streeky boy?" 

Streek blushed, "Shut up bimbo!. What about Zac?, what's your boyfriend gunna say when you're turned back into a man?"

"Dunno, should be interesting to find out." laughed Ben.

Six hours later Streek was sitting on the lounge in the main Octagonal room. Her head-ache had gone but her gut was feeling quite unsettled, it was nerves. 

They would be coming up on the New Heidi system soon, and she was nervous. The Doctor had a lot of faith in her and Ben. She hoped that she wouldn't let him down, or herself, finding the Cloning Pod was very important to her as well. 

She was wearing the new dark blue jump-suit and her orange jacket Makita made her over that, in order to conceal her holstered Wik-15. She liked these clothes, they were like what Mia was wearing when they first met. 

She needed to get used to the weight of the hand gun under her breast, she had barely got used to the weight of her breasts. 

After her mind-write she had become and expert on using the Wik-15, she knew every component, it's effective range, it's recoil power and penetration value. She knew she was deadly with it, though she had never fired a single shot. 

Her new vibroblade knife was tucked into her left boot, she knew she was deadly with that as well. Her TAB was in one of her leg pockets, and a couple of extra fifteen millimetre clips were in another pocket.

Streek brushed aside her fringe. After the mind-write, Dr. Arnott suggested that Ben get her hair restyled by Makita. The Feds had her image and it wouldn't hurt to change her appearance a little. 

Ben managed to talk Streek into getting a white streak through her dark brown hair, "a streak for Streek" she said. So now part of her fringe was distinctly white, Ben said it looked cool, but Streek wasn't entirely convinced it didn't look stupid. 

She hadn't seen what Makita did to Bens' hair yet, she hoped it didn't look too ridiculous. Streek leant back on the soft chair, she wished she had a joint, that would help her relax. She got out her TAB and started looking over the layout of Rodfern again.

The door opened and Ben walked in, "Well, what do you think Streek?" 

Streek looked up, Bens' hair was much longer now, it was probably down to her waist, but it was braided and the braids were looped behind her neck, her sandy blonde hair had become a much lighter blonde, almost white. She looked more feminine and pretty, like a Princess.

"Wow, not bad." said Streek.

"Yeah I like it, Mak is quite talented. You should have her lengthen your hair as well."

"No thanks, I'm fine." Ben was wearing a jump-suit like hers, although it was a rusty red colour and she wasn't wearing a jacket, her Wik-15 was holstered in a special pocket at the front of her waist. The jump-suit fitted well enough to show her generous curves and large breasts.

The chiming sounded around them, indicating they would drop out of hyper-warp in five minutes. "Well, this is it." said Ben "Are you ready?"

"Yeah, I'm ready!"

Ben and Streek sat in the cockpit behind Dr. Arnott and Makita as the Avatari dropped out of Hyper-Warp and the stars appeared on the large three-sixty degree view screen. 

The Doctor put his Star Ship into stealth mode and the android piloted it toward the planet New Heidi. As they got closer they could see several Federation Cruisers in orbit and many other smaller Federation ships moving about. 

Makita tried to keep as much distance from the ships as she could, but as they got closer they grew larger and larger. Streek could feel her pulse quicken as they approached the planet, one of those huge cruisers could decimate the Avatari. 

"Look over there." said Dr. Arnott, pointing out a Cruiser, "...That's the Federation Flag-ship, the 'Resolve'. There's likely to be some high ranking officers aboard."

"Are you sure they can't see us?" said Streek.

"If they can see us, we'd know about it."

"Right."

"Is there a ship called 'Toblerone' here?" asked Ben. 

Dr. Arnott checked his screen, "No, why do you ask?" 

"No reason." 

Soon they had the Federation ships behind them and flames washed over the ship as they entered the planets' atmosphere. Streek could see the sun shining in the ocean and made out the fat continent Dr. Arnott had shown them earlier. 

It got larger in the view screen as they approached, and soon Streek could make out the city of Rodfern. 

They approached the city, and Streek could see the activity of many flying cars and trucks. Although it was around twenty one hundred SGT, it was mid-afternoon at Rodfern. Streeks' body clock was messed up from her all night bender anyway.

Streek could see the many flashing signs and adverts playing out on large screens around the tall buildings. Makita skilfully piloted the ship past many different buildings and vehicles as they went down into the shadows of the Undercity. 

Soon she found a relatively clear platform and smoothly settled the ship down onto it.

"Okay, we're here." said Dr. Arnott. He turned to the girls "...You're both clear what the mission is?, Staying undetected by the Federation is our top priority. Discover any information you can about Benjamin Anders, Stephen McKenzie or the Cloning Pod." 

"Yeah, we know" said Ben. 

Dr. Arnott got something from his pocket and handed them to Ben. It was a couple of hard copies of photographs of the male Ben and Streek. 

"These should help you when you're asking around."

"Better than asking if they've seen a male version of me, where did you get these images?"

"From the Deep Brain Scan you took before."

"Oh ...wait, you haven't been looking at images of when me and Streek when we were showering together have you?"

"Oh please.. I'm the clone of an eighty year old scientist. I'd get more exited looking at your cellular structure than looking at you naked."

"Hey, stop ogling my cellular structure you dirty old man!" said Ben. 

Streek laughed. 

"I know the two of you can defend yourselves now, but please try to avoid conflict, it is likely to draw the attention of the Federation."

"We understand." said Ben as she pocketed the photos.

"Stay together, and keep reporting back to me, even if you don't make any progress, and if you're in trouble, contact me right away."




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 05



"Okay Doc. Lets do this." said Ben.

The ramp opened under the Avatari and the two busty young women exited, the skinny brunette with the white streak through her hair and wearing a dark blue jump-suit and orange jacket, and the curvier blonde with looped braided hair and a rusty red jump-suit. 

They looked around, the place was dim and run-down, debris was scattered everywhere, they could just see some sun-light shining through on one side, through the cracks the Avatari slipped through, but mostly there was just millions of tonnes of concrete above them, and below them and all around them. 

They left the Avatari behind them as the made their way further into the concrete jungle. Ben tapped away at her TAB, "I can't contact Ben and Streek on their TABs, of coarse it's not gunna be that easy. They would have dumped their old ones to stop the Feds from tracking them."

They came to an area where there were people here and there, mostly beggars and drunks and other poor looking citizens going about their business, there were a few mangy looking dogs sniffing about. Crude-looking dwellings were littered around the place.  

They went further into what could pass as a commercial district. The streets were illuminated with strange fluorescent lighting and the concrete ceiling loomed six meters above them as far as they could see. 

There were shops here and there with roughly painted signs and other small market vendors selling their wares out on the street. Prostitutes stood out there in their revealing clothing waiting for customers. 

There were more people walking around there, some were rough looking types, many of them stared at Ben and Streek as they walked past. 

"Hey, you girls wanna buy some Draxies? I got good stuff." said a scruffy looking nerf herder.

"No, get lost!" said Ben.

"Fuck you then, sluts!"

Ben pointed across the street to a round building with a large sign saying "Dennies' Den", "Looks like a bar, we'll give that one a try eh?"

They entered the building and walked through a room with a few people loitering about, they came to a large circular room that was the centre of the building. In the centre of that was a circular bar with an ugly, grey haired man bartending. 

Several people were standing and sitting around the room. The place seemed pretty crowded, probably due to the Federation blockade. 

Five other rooms came off from the central room, each connected by a round, open archway. These rooms had people in them, mostly gaming and gambling, Streek saw that one room had a holographic rock band playing. 

Another room had a large screen at the back and a robot fight was being shown, several rough looking men were standing there watching and cheering. 

It reminded Streek of the gaming room in the underground bar in Port Redland, where she was pushed to her knees and forced the suck the stinking cocks of three men, she shuddered as she remembered the thug Cumming in her mouth.

"Come on" said Ben as she approached the bar in the middle. Streek followed her, passing a few men who didn't bother hiding the fact they were staring at her boobs.

"What can I get you?" asked the bartender.

"Two Dry Ales, thanks" said Ben. 

The bartender poured the beer and placed them in front of Ben and Streek. Ben passed him a hundred dollar credit slip. "Keep the change." she said.

"Very generous, lady." said the bartender as he pocketed the slip.

"Perhaps you can help us." said Ben. She pulled out the photographs and showed them to him. "We're looking for our brothers, have you seen these guys in here?" 

The bartender looked over the photos. "Are you with the Feds?" he asked.

"No, we're not, why?"

"Because the Feds were asking about these guys too, looks like your brothers are in big trouble."

"What did you tell them?"

"I told 'em the truth, I never seen 'em before. It's a big Under-city you know, plenty of other bars. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got other customers."

As Ben and Streek sat and drank their beer, they carefully examined the faces of all the people around them.

"Hey Streek!" said Ben 

"What?"

"At my seven o'clock, the punk-rocker chick sitting at the booth, does she look familiar to you?" 

Streek looked behind Ben and saw her. She flashed back to when she didn't have her big boobs, but had a dick and balls and stubble on her chin. She was standing next to Ben in the small cargo bay of the Apollo Creed, shit-scared as Pirates were pointing guns at them. 

And this young woman with her spiky hair and whole bunch of metal piercing in her face was talking to them. "Is this all the fuckin' weed you have?, You faggots got any snow?, or Downers?, Zero?, Ryphin? Genisticks?, or anything?".

"Steel Sharks!" said Streek, her voice wavering.

"Yeah, I think the bitches' name was Sadie or something."

"Didn't Mia say that Captain Naemes' girlfriend lead a mutiny on him?"

"Yeah, that's right. You think she's really a Captain now?"

"Could be, but she struck me as just a junkie slut!"

"Yeah me too. But you remember what Mia was saying at dinner? About the Pirates re-forming their Alliance, and she suspects they're trying to recover Alien Technology too."

"Yeah, I remember that. So you think she's here for the Cloning Pod?"

"Maybe, maybe not" 

Streek looked over at Sadie again. She threw back her beer and tried to pluck up her courage. "She looks a bit lonely over there, I'll go and see what she has to say." said Streek as she stood from the bar stool.

"Don't go starting a fight!" said Ben.

"Sure!"

The Punk chick in the black leathers was sitting alone in a booth, drinking clear liquor from a class. Her eyes lifted up, regarding Streek as she approached. 

"Hi, how are you doing?" said Streek giving her a smile. 

Sadie didn't return the smile, "Fuck off, I don't want my pussy licked right now!"

"I hadn't even got around to offering that." 

Sadie stared hard at Streek, "You kinda look familiar, have we met before?"

"No, I would have remembered, I'm sure. You don't look like a local, are you stuck here because of the fuckin' Federation blockade as well?"

"None of your fuckin' business. Now fuck off dyke!"

"Fine then, guess I'll have to find someone else to share my Ryphin with."

"You got Ryphin?" said Sadie, her expression softening.

"Good quality tea from Antares." 

Sadie paused and then shook her head. "Go on, Fuck off already!"

Streek walked back toward the bar, that didn't tell her much. She saw that there was a young man at the bar talking to Ben, he had medium length blonde hair and was kind of handsome in a rugged way.

"Oh Streek, this is Nate." said Ben as Streek got close. Nate held out his hand and Streek shook it.

"Nice to meet you Streek."

"Bernies' my girlfriend." said Streek, "...back off buddie."

"Oh? Is that why you were just trying to pick up Miss Mohawk over there?"

"She's right Nate, I'm not interested. But I was just going to ask you..." Ben got the photos out and showed them to him, "...Have you seen these guys at all?" 

Nate looked at them and shook his head, "They look like a couple of losers, I think what you girls need is a real man."

"Yeah thanks, Nate, we'll know where to go if we want one." 

Nate nodded to them smiling and then turned and walked back to a table he was sitting at with a friend.

"Doesn't look like it went too well with the Pirate bitch." said Ben as Streek settled down next to her again.

"She's not in a very social mood it would seem. She even turned down some Ryphin. That's a girl on a mission."

"Oh, You have Ryphin?" said Ben hopefully, 

"No, I don't have Ryphin, it was a ruse. What should we do about her?"

"Report her to the Doc, and to Mia when we can, and just carry on with our mission." 

Ben looked around and then suddenly tensed up. "Don't look now, some Federation Troopers have just entered the bar." 

Streek couldn't help herself, she turned and looked at the entrance room where several Soldiers in their blue armour and helmets were entering. 

"Shit, is there another exit?" said Streek.

"Feds are likely to be covering the exits, come with me!" Ben got up from the bar and Streek followed her. 

They casually walked over to the table where Nate and his friend were. 

"It's not gunna lead you anywhere, but you can buy us drinks if you want." Ben said to Nate. 

He smiled at them. "Sure thing, have a seat ladies, welcome. Streek this is my friend Chip." 

Chip had a large thick build and closely cropped stubble on the top of his head and chin, he wasn't near as handsome as Nate, he offered his big hand and Streek shook it."Nice to meet you Streek." 

The girls sat down and Nate got up to get them their drinks as the Fed Troopers entered the centre room. Ben and Streek kept their eyes down as the Troopers slowly walked around the bar, studying each person, and getting hateful stares in return. 

Chip was trying to make small talk and the girls were giving short, sharp responses. Streek saw a Federation Sergeant talking to the bartender, she hoped that he wasn't going to tell them that they were looking for the two men as well.

She felt the weight of her hand gun under her jacket. They may have to fight their way out of here. 

Nate returned and put a couple of glasses of clear liquor in front of them. "Here's your drinks ladies."

"We were drinking beer." said Ben

"This is better, stronger. Moolton, a house special."

"Thanks." said Ben and she took a sip, "...Not bad, strong but smooth."

Streek was reluctant, she remembered the episode with the Ryphin tea. Then she saw a Federation Trooper staring at her from an archway, she quickly lifted the glass to her face and drank. 

Nate and Chip talked to them as they drank. Ben gave them a story about being traders, stuck here because of the blockade, and their brothers had gone missing and could be in trouble with the authorities. 

It turned out Nate and Chip were part of the crew of a cargo ship as well, being forced to take a holiday here by the Federation. 

The Federation Troopers looked around for a little while and then left. Ben and Streek were relieved to see them go.

Streek drank down the last of her drink, it wasn't bad. "We better get going." she said to Ben.

"Yeah, we gotta keep looking for our brothers." Ben told Nate and Chip.

"Let us help you." said Nate, "...The streets can be pretty dangerous around here, especially for pretty young ladies."

"Don't worry, we can look after ourselves. If you wanna help I'll give you my TAB ID and you can call me if you see them."

"Sure thing, I'll give you a call later." said Nate smiling.

"...If you see our brothers. Thanks for the drinks." 

Ben and Streek rose from the table and left Nate and Chip behind. Streek looked over to where Sadie was, she was gone now. They left the bar and went back out onto the street.

They looked up and down the street, They could see the Federation Troopers some distance away, further down. Ben looked at her TAB. "There's another bar about twenty minutes walk North-East of here, we should stay away from the main streets and take the back ways."

"Yeah, lets go." said Streek. 

The drinks were helping her feel relaxed. They made their way to the North-East through dark alleys and abandoned buildings and run-down residential areas. 

They were walking down a long dark alley when Ben turned to Streek "Did you see them?"

"The two guys following us?, yeah I saw them."

"It's not Nate and Chip is it?"

"No, not them." 

Streek stopped walking and lifted up her TAB, she used the X-ray scanner that the Doctor had installed. "I see four bodies at the end of this alley, waiting to ambush us."

"Could they be Federation?"

"No, doesn't look like it, only one has a firearm, the others have blades and stun-rods. Local gang, I'd say."

"It looks like it's ass-kicking time, just watch that firearm."

Streek stepped forward and called out, "Hey there!! Why don't you come and talk to us!! Come on, don't be shy!!" 

After a brief pause, a big, rough looking man came around the corner, he casually strode down toward the girls with three other men following behind him. 

The two other men that had been following them came up behind them and Streek watched them carefully. They all wore dirty denim jackets, showing that they were a gang. 

The big, ugly guy with the green Mohawk and nose-ring was the one with the gun, although he still had it concealed, he must have been their leader. 

"You're on Rusty Razors turf girlies." he said with a lisp as he got close to them.

"We're just passing through, there's no need to feel threatened." said Streek. 

The Gang leader let out a loud laugh at that, "Threatened? ...us?, you're pretty funny bitch!" 

"Look at that boss! They got nice big melons!" said one of the thugs. 

The gang-leader turned to his men, "Come a little closer new guy, they won't bite!" 

The skinny guy at the back slowly came closer and Streek let out a gasp as she saw a very familiar face. It was her old face, her male face. He had a look of recognition on his face too, and he looked scared.

"You!" said the female Streek. 

"Do you know her Stevie boy?" said the gang leader, "...She kinda has your look about her. She a relative or something?"

"What are you doing here?" asked male Streek.

"Can you boys excuse us, I need to talk with him." said female Streek. 

The gang leader laughed again. "Ha!, excuse you? yeah right bitch. I told you, you're on Rusty Razors turf, so you need to pay. I'll take everything you have, including your fat tits and cunt. Do you have a problem with that Stevie?" 

The male Streek looked at the two girls, "You need to get out of here!" he told them.

Ben looked them over and said "The only thing you'll be taking is a beating. Now just walk away, and you'll be able to boast that you did one smart thing in your life."

"Ha!, I hope your still talking tough like that when I'm fucking you! get 'em boys!"

Streek stood her ground as the gang members approached her, one swung a stun-rod at her and she casually stepped aside, dodging it. 

He swung again and again but only hit the air as Street ducked and weaved. She ducked low as it swung at her head and then she sprung up and kicked the man in the face, knocking him back. 

The gang-leader drew his gun, but Ben was on him, twisting his wrist until he dropped it, and then kneeing him hard in the balls, making him cry out in pain. 

Both girls danced around dodging and blocking as the thugs swung blades and clubs at them. They delivered a series of hard punches and kicks, sending the men to the ground, one by one. 

Streek approached the big gang leader who was still doubled over in pain, "Fuckin' sluts!!" he said as he threw a punch at her head. Streek grabbed his arm and started delivering a series of strong kicks to his chest and face until he dropped backwards onto the ground. 

Streek looked down the alley and saw that her male copy was running away from them. "Hey, stop!!" she called out and then took off after him. Ben saw what was going on, she kicked the head of one of the thugs who was getting up and then she ran after them too. 

The male Streek burst out of the alleyway, running as fast as he could. The female Streek was about twenty meters behind him, chasing him. He deliberately scattered some trash cans as he ran past them, forcing her to leap over them, but it didn't slow her down. 

He ran down the street a bit more, and then veered off into another side alley, trying to lose her. She continued pursuing him through the labyrinth of dark alleys, dodging crates and debris and the odd vagrant, not seeming to be making any ground on him. 

Just as Streek was starting to get puffed out, Ben suddenly dropped down from the roof of one of the buildings and tackled him to the ground. Streek came up panting heavily as her male counterpart sat on the ground panting heavily as well.

"huff....nice move Ben!, ...huff, ...huff." 

The male Streek looked up at her. "I'm sorry I tried to rape you, okay?!" 

"That's a good start."

"How the hell did you do that back there? All that Kung-Fu shit! It was awesome! Like something from Monkey Fury!"

"We met a man who taught us to fight." said Ben.

"What, ...in four days?"

"Actually significantly less time than that." Ben got her TAB out and scanned the male Streek. "...He's a clone." 

"How many other Streek clones are there?" asked Streek.

"You're not working with the Feds are you?"

"No, answer the question."

"There's just us two!" said the male Streek.

"Where's our Sire?" 

"Sire? You mean the original Streek? he's not far from here."

"Is he with Ben?"

"No, we went our separate ways."

"Get up, you're gunna take me to our Sire, and don't try anything, or I'll beat the crap out of you!"

"I'll be good."

The male Streek lead them out of the alleyways, "I go by the name Steve now." he told them, "...our ..uh, Sire is called Streek. We're just trying to survive down here until the heat dies down. I run with the Rusty Razors gang because of my eh, abilities. Did you know that we clones have a sort of fast healing power?"

"Yeah, I noticed." said Streek. 

He took them to an old abandoned shop and lifted the broken door out of the way and entered. Inside, it was dark and musty. 

"Streek are you here?" said Steve. 

The other male Streek emerged from the shadows, he hadn't shaved for a few days and had thick stubble all over his face. He was holding up a lead pipe. He saw the two girls and his eyes widened. "You!" he said

"Yeah me!" said female Streek.

"You kicked me in the balls!"

"You tried to rape me! At least your clone apologised for that."

Steve said, "They do Kung-Fu, you should have seen it Streek, they put the smack-down on the Rusty Razors and made it look easy."

"It was easy!" said Ben "...Those guys were piss-weak!"

"What are you doing here? Are you with the Federation?" asked Streek.

"No, Why does everyone keep asking that?" said Streek. "...We're after the Cloning Pod, where is it?"

"That damn machine, it's brought me nothing but misery!"

"Really? Did you get raped and stabbed in the guts?"

"Eh ...no, but..."

"Then stop your bitching and just tell me where it is!"

"I don't know. Ben had it. He was going to sell it off again."

"Where's Ben Anders?" asked Ben.

"We went our separate ways. They were planning on taking the Clubber Lang back from the Federation. It's insane! They're gunna get captured or killed. we didn't want any part of it!"

"I should have known he'd want to take back his ship." said Ben, "...It's what I want to do!"

"So we're your only clones?" asked Streek, "...You didn't try making another female clone after I escaped?"

"No, things got bit crazy after you left, ...and before. There were too damn many Ben clones, we were lucky to avoid being captured by the Federation. Why do you want the Cloning Pod so bad anyway?"

"It's important, that's all I'll say. Do you have any idea where I'll find Ben and his clones?"

"No, I last saw him in the upper city a couple of days ago. I have no idea where they are now."

"Do you know who he was going to sell the Pod to?"

"No." 

Ben spoke up again, "So, we don't know where they are, but we know where they will be, I think we should report this back to the Doctor."

"Doctor Who?" asked the male Streek.

"Doctor none of your fuckin' business!"

Pretty soon, Ben and Streek were in a turbo-lift, ascending toward the upper levels of Rodfern. They had left the two male Streeks to their dank hideout. 

It was strange for Streek to meet him again, the man who she used to be, not very long ago. She also found it strange that she did not like him very much. It sucks when you don't like yourself.




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 05



They had reported to Dr. Arnott what Streek had told them, and also about the Pirate woman they saw in the bar. 

They were going to check out the Star Ship Impound Facility. If what Streek said was true, the Bens were planning on infiltrating the facility, and that's where they will find him.

Rodferns' upper levels were quite different to the Under-city. Firstly it was much brighter, with the afternoon sky stretching out above them and the sun beating down. Many flying vehicles zoomed high overhead, there were also lots of people walking around the platforms and walkways that stretched out all over the place. 

The women up here were dressed in short shorts or miniskirts and tops with open cleavage. Streek was relieved that the Doctor and Makita weren't just pulling her leg about it being the latest fashion. 

Bright flashing signs and billboards were all around, advertising various products and services. Large white text scrolled across one of the huge bill-boards, "Federation Blockade is now in place. All off-world travel is restricted."

Ben looked at the map on her TAB, "I think we should get some transport to the impound facility, it's a way East of here." They got onboard a tube train that snaked between the tall buildings at high speed, taking them East.

After coming out of the Tube Station, Ben and Streek looked around, it seemed they were in a light industrial area, there was still plenty of activity around them. Streek saw another Federation Trooper patrol a hundred meters away. Ben pointed across at a huge, grey, solid looking building. 

"That would be the Impound Facility, where my ship is. If it were me, and it is, I'd have someone keeping an eye on it at all times. We should split up and look around, if you see any handsome blonde gentlemen, let me know."

"Yeah Okay, watch out for Federation patrols, you're one of their most wanted, remember."

"Yeah I know, you be careful too honey." 

Streek went one way, while Ben went the other. She walked around the facility, carefully examining the faces of all the people she come across. She also had her TAB out, running a short-range scan to detect the Bio signs that indicated a clone. 

The facility itself had high steel walls, it looked like breaking into there would not be an easy task. 

After a few minutes she picked something up on her scanner, there was another clone nearby. She looked around and saw a little crappy diner across the street from the impound facility. 

Streek ran the X-ray scanner and looked at the bodies inside the diner there was one sitting at the booth that looked like it could be a Ben clone. Streek called Bens' TAB, "Ben, I think I found one, there's a small diner just south of the facility."

"Okay Streek, wait there, I'll be there shortly."

Streek walked into the diner. The male Ben was sitting alone at a booth by the window, he had a red cap on and was looking down at his coffee. 

Streek slowly approached him, and then sat down across from him. Ben calmly looked up at her and blinked, "Girl Streek." he said casually.

"Ben."

"I didn't expect to see you here. How have you been?"

"I've had a pretty fuckin' wild week."

"Yeah, haven't we all. Let me get you a coffee, although it's pretty crappy here." He motioned to the waitress and she come and poured Streek a cup of coffee.

"Where's Girl Ben? Is she okay?"

"Yeah, she'll be here soon."

"How did you find me?" 

"We ran into my other selves, they told us you were planning on taking back the Lang."

"Have you come to help me? You know, it may get a little crowded, but there's a place for you two on the crew."

"No, we just want the Cloning Pod."

"Do you? We don't have it anymore."

The door opened and the Female Ben came into the diner, she looked around and saw Streek and her male self sitting at the booth and approached them. Streek slid over and she sat down beside her, watching the male clone.

"I love what you did with your hair." said the male Ben, "...very sexy!"

"Thank you." said Ben.

"He was just about to tell us where the Cloning Pod is." said Streek.

"No, it's gone. I want you two to help me take our ship back."

"Even if you succeed in taking it back, how the hell did you plan on getting through the blockade?" asked Ben.

"We have a place on planet where we can hide her away for now. Maybe I should ask you how to get through the blockade, you made it here after all."

"We're not here for that!" said Streek, "...Just tell us who you sold the Cloning Pod to."

"It's important to you, eh?"

"Yes."

"Then help me get the Lang back and I'll tell you."

"Fuck that!" said Streek.

"Maybe we should consider it." said Ben.

"I say we just dangle him off a building until he tells us, and if he doesn't, we'll squish him on the pavement and get another one. Come on Ben, you're not seriously considering raiding that facility are you?, it's insane!"

"You're scared!" said male Ben, "...Why don't you just go and hide in the shadows with the other Streeks?" 

Streek was getting a little angry. "We can make you tell us, you prick, you know that!"

"You would cause a scene in front of our Bluecoat friends." he looked at female Ben, "You don't like the idea of the Clubber Lang being in Federation hands do you?"

"No." she said.

"Then I want you to meet us out the front of this diner at zero hundred tonight. Are you armed?"

"Yes."

"Good." Male Ben stood and put some credit slips on the table, "I will see you tonight. It's been a pleasure ladies."

The male Ben left the diner and Streek turned to the female Ben.

"We're not seriously going to do this are we?"

"I want my ship back."

"And I want my dick back, the Cloning Pod should be our priority."

"I know, you heard the man, he'll help us, if we help him."

"The Doctor's not going to like it. This is not low profile."

"Don't worry Streek, Ben Anders will have a plan."

"I don't often like Ben Anders' plans."

"So it goes down at midnight!" said Ben, "...What can we do till then?"

"I don't think it's a good idea to get drunk." said Streek.

"Nah, you're right. Maybe I can give Nate and Chip a call, we can get laid."

"You're kidding right?"

"Oh right ...lesbian. Maybe we can find Sadie for you."

"I wouldn't want to touch that slut, even if I still had a cock and was desperate. Besides, she made it clear she wasn't after that."

"Then maybe you can fuck me, I'd like to be able to remember it this time."

"Ben..."

"What?"

"It's just ...the idea of sex with you is still a bit weird to me, especially after just seeing our male selves. You know what I'm sayin'?"

"you're saying you're too tightly strung, you should just relax and let me eat out your pussy..." 

The middle-aged waitress interrupted, clearing her throat "...can I refill your coffee?" 

Streek blushed, "Uh, no thanks, we were just leaving." She rose from the booth and then Ben slowly got up as well.

"We're going back to the ship to report everything to the Doctor." said Streek, "...I bet he won't like the idea of us helping out your other self." 

Ben just shrugged and followed Streek out the door.

The two girls found their way back fairly easily, thanks to the maps and navigation system on their TABS. They made it through the Undercity without any other incidents and were soon back inside the Avatari. 

"Absolutely not!" said Dr. Arnott. "...You're not to help them steal that ship, it's too big of a risk."

"But I already told him we would." said Ben, "...and he said he'd tell us who he sold the Pod to."

"I want you to capture one of the Benjamin clones. I'll do a Deep Brain Scan on him, then we'll know where he sold the Pod."

"But I gotta get my ship out of there."

"Why? Tell me, of what strategic importance is your ship?"

"It's ...it's my ship! I'm not a Captain without it."

"I didn't explain this to you before girls, but the Resistance functions like a military operation. I am your Commanding Officer in the field. You must follow my orders."

"But we don't know where they are, we just know where they'll be at midnight." said Streek.

"Then that's when you will make the capture."

"Come on Doc, I don't want to take out my fellow clones. We can just help them, and get the information we want. I know we can pull it off."

"You'll do as you're ordered, and that's the end of it!" said Dr. Arnott, then he left the room. 

"Damn him!" said Ben, "...I agreed to help him, I didn't sign up for his army."

"I think he's right on this one Ben." said Streek, "...It is too big a risk. You saw that facility, it looked pretty damn secure. And we'll probably need to get off the planet in this Stealth ship anyway."

"That doesn't matter. I don't want to go about it this way. Do you feel comfortable with taking on the Bens and kidnapping one of them? We should make them our allies, not our enemies."

"We had to flee the Clubber Lang in the first place to get away from them, have you forgotten that?" 

"Like they said; things got crazy then, we can handle them now."

"I don't want to go against the Doctor, he's done a lot for us."

"I know!" said Ben angrily, "...I need a drink." She walked toward the ships bar.

"I thought we were gunna keep a clear head."

"I am, it's just one beer, you want one?"

"Yeah okay, just one."

When Ben came back and passed her a cold beer, Streek was sitting on the lounge looking at her TAB. "What ya doin'?" Ben asked her.

"Just studying up on New Heidi and Rodfern a bit."

"You never used to study up, you just played video-games and watched pornos."

"Yeah, well I never had an important mission before, we just hauled cargo from one space-port to another." 

Ben sat down on the lounge next to Streek and took a swig of her beer, then she put it down and turned to Streek. She started rubbing her arm.

"What are you doing?" said Streek.

"I might have had sex with you and I can't remember it, that's been bothering me all day."

"What if I don't want my pussy licked?"

"Oh, you do, trust me."

"Not right now." said Streek as Ben continued touching her.

"Come on relax, you don't have to do a thing." Her hands moved to Streeks breasts, and Streek let her touch them. 

Streek put her TAB down and looked at Ben. Ben pulled down the front zipper of her jumpsuit and opened it up, exposing her white bra. She groped at Streeks breasts and slowly moved her face to Streeks' and pressed her lips against hers'. 

Streek could feel her nipples hardening and her vagina tingling and getting wet. Streek pulled away, and pushed Bens' hands away from her breasts. "Let's go to my quarters." she said softly.

When they got into the room, they started kissing and fondling each other again. Streek took off her jacket and holster, then Ben helped pull down her jump-suit so that it crumpled at her feet and she was standing there in her white bra and panties. 

Ben fumbled at the hook to Streeks bra, "Still not used to these things" said Ben.

"They're harder to get on then to take off." laughed Streek. Ben managed to get it undone and let it fall to the floor as Streeks magnificent boobs were freed. 

Streek giggled as Ben played with her boobs, gently sucking on her rosy nipples, the stimulation was making her pussy continue to tingle and get moist. Streek reached forward and started rubbing Bens' breasts. 

She reached for the zipper and Ben helped her take her jump-suit off. The curvy blonde was in her white bra and panties, holding Streek. She gently pushed her back on to the bed.

"I'm gunna make you cum." said Ben as she pulled Streeks' panties off, exposing her dark bush of pubic hair. Streek smiled at her and spread her legs apart, offering her pussy. 

Ben got down on her knees at the edge of the bed and put her head between Streeks' legs. She brushed her fingers through Streeks' dark pubic hair. "I love your pussy, it's so cute. All tucked away and pink, with soft dark hair." 

Ben put her face close to it and sniffed, then she started gently blowing on Streeks' pussy lips. Streeks' wet pussy tingled. She really wanted it to be rubbed. Ben was teasing her. Streek shuffled about and raised her crotch to Bens' face.

Ben smiled and then started rubbing her tongue along the little slit, making Streek let out a soft "Ooooooh!". Ben continued licking along the length of the labia, and Streek could feel herself getting wetter and wetter. 

Ben kissed the tight cunt, plunging her tongue inside, rubbing it against the soft, wet and warm flesh. Streek let out a soft moan. Bens' tongue lashed out inside her for a while, then she moved her mouth away again. Her fingers rubbed against the slit and then spread the folds at the top. 

Ben gently blew on Streeks' hard clit, making her shudder. Then she lightly rubbed her tongue around it. 

"Oooh God!" said Streek, enjoying the pleasure. Streek grabbed her own big boobs and started rubbing them while Ben worked her magic between her legs.

Suddenly there was a loud rasping sound as Streek farted. Ben lifted her head with a big grin on her glistening wet mouth and she started laughing out loud. Streek wore an embarrassed smile.

"Good to see you're letting yourself be more relaxed." laughed Ben. She fanned the air with her hand and then went back to eating out the wet pussy, and then licking the little bud of her clitoris. 

Ben moved her hand up again and rubbed the wet slit with her fingers. Slowly she slipped two fingers inside and started gently massaging the tender insides while she lightly sucked on her clit.

Streek moaned as her pussy tingled wildly and she could feel the strange fluttering sensation she felt with Saladin that night under the stars. The fluttering deep inside her grew in intensity and she knew she was soon going to peak.

"Oooh! ...Don't stop Ben ...Don't Stop! ...ooh!" Streek squirmed and thrust her pussy and Ben moved with her. She was breathing heavily, and cried out as an orgasm pulsed from her pussy and made her whole body feel wonderful. 

Ben lifted her head and smiled at her again, 

"There you go!" she said. 

Streek was still breathing heavily, she got up and moved forward, planting a kiss on Bens' wet lips, she could taste her own pussy juices.

"How did you get so good at that?" she asked.

"You're not the only one who watches pornos."

"Come on." said Streek motioning for Ben to stand again, then she started pulling off her bra. 

"You don't have to return the favour..." said Ben half-heartedly. 

Streek smiled at her, she was still glowing from her fantastic orgasm, "Shut up and get on the bed, bitch!"

"Ooh, now you're gunna have your way with me!" smiled Ben, getting on the bed.

"You better believe it!" 

On the bed Streek got on top of Ben and started rubbing and kissing her large boobs. Her hand rubbed at her soft pussy under her panties as she kissed her breasts. 

Then Streek got down and pulled the wet panties down. Ben spread her curvy legs wide for her. Her groin was smooth and hairless, "I had Makita shave me down there when she did my hair, do you like it?" 

Streek gave her a big smile, "It looks delicious!" 

She wanted to pleasure Ben the same way Ben pleasured her, but she didn't bother teasing. She plunged her mouth into Bens' pussy. Ben was very wet as Streeks' tongue fucked her. 

Ben moaned loudly. Soon Streek started licking and sucking at Bens' clit and finger fucking her the same way Ben did for her. 

Ben started climaxing earlier than Streek did. She moaned and writhed as she came, holding Streeks' head between her legs. 

Soon her orgasm subsided and she let go of Streek. 

Streek moved up and kissed her again.

"Yeah, you make a good Lesbian!" said Ben, getting her breath back.

"...Let's go another round!"



Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 06



Chapter 6 - Resolved

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Just a warning; this one contains extreme graphic violence, non consensual BDSM and some torture. I in no way endorse the abuse of women. -Ax

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Ben and Streek returned to the area around Rodferns' Impound Facility. There was much less activity now that it was late in the night. Streetlights illuminated the street, and there were shadows all around them.

There were no stars in the sky due to thick cloud cover, and light drizzle fell, making the streets look shiny with moisture. Ben and Streek walked down the side of the street toward the diner they were at earlier that afternoon.

"What are you going to do Ben?" asked Streek. Ben stopped walking and Streek turned to her.

"I'm going to help them get my ship back. The Doc will just have to forgive me. The question is; what are you going to do?"

"I don't want to go against the Docs' orders."

"What about your Captains' orders? I'm still your Captain!"

"Are you? We're not hauling cargo any more."

"If you're going to go against me Streek, then let's sort it out right here!" Ben raised her fists in a fighting stance.

"First you want to fuck me, now you wanna fight me?"

"Do you prefer it the other way round?"

"Damn you Ben! Put your fists down, I'll come with you, but I still think it's a really bad idea." Ben put her fists down and relaxed "Good, glad to hear it. We'll be fine, you'll see."

"And for the record, I could have totally taken you!"

"Dream on Cockroach."

They got to the diner, it was still open with the light spilling out onto the street, it seemed quite empty. A short sharp whistle drew their attention to the dark alleyway beside it, and Streek saw a male Ben in the shadows motioning them over.

When they got to the dark alleyway, they saw several men waiting there in the darkness. Streek counted seven of them. They were all Ben Anders, and all dressed in dark clothing.

One of them approached them and said to Ben,

"I love what you did with your hair, very sexy!"

"You said that before."

"No, that was my clone, I couldn't believe it when he told me he saw you. You two owe me an escape pod."

"It's in the middle of the desert on Antares, go and get it!" said Streek.

"It doesn't matter, all is forgiven if you help us take back the Clubber Lang."

"That's what we're here for dickhead." said Ben.

"You too Girl Streek?, it's funny that you have more balls than the other two Streeks."

"Yeah, funny. So you're the Sire?" said Streek.

"I'm the original Ben, yeah." He held up his left hand, showing them a thin, red cut across his palm "Here's the proof."

"Proof that you're inferior to the rest of us!" said another Ben.

"Yeah, you're obsolete, old man!" said another.

"Ha!, I love their sense of humour. This slow-healing cut proves that I'm the one who created them all. That means I'm the Captain. Now that we've sorted that out we're much better organised. We are the Ben Seven, a merry band of fugitives. You can make it the Ben Eight if you call me Captain. Of coarse, you're welcome to join us too Girl Streek. I'll make sure the boys behave themselves around you."

"Fuck you!" said Ben. "You're my Sire, but you're not my Captain. We'll help you out and you're gunna tell us what you did with the Cloning Pod, that was the deal."

"Yeah, that's the deal. But you gotta do what I tell you in there. Come on, I'll go over the plan with you."

Captain Anders led them further into the alley and pulled out his TAB. A holographic map of the Impound Facility appeared above it.

"We're coming in from underneath, hacking through the perimeter grid and using laser cutters to get through a steel grate. I paid good money for the layout of their security system, you can see the location of the cameras and scanners marked here..."

"Wait a second," said female Ben. "Don't you want to know what we're bringing to the party?" She pulled her TAB from her pocket.

"What a TAB?, we all have TABs and guns."

"This one has high resonance, quantum-phase electron transmitters. I've developed a program with a hyper-adaptive, multi-phase data hacking algorithms."

"What the hell does that mean?" asked Streek.

"It means she can remote hack most electronic systems." said Captain Anders. "...Where did you get that kind of tech? Who are you rolling with now?"

"That's none of your business."

"Well if that's true, then you shouldn't have any trouble dealing with the cameras and scanners in the building."

"I won't."

"That'll make this considerably easier then. Once inside we will split into three teams. I'll be with Ben-One and Ben-Two and we'll set about securing the Clubber Lang in the shipyard here, and preparing her for take-off. Team two will consist of Ben-Three, Ben-Four and Ben-Five, they'll enter the control room here, and release the clamps and open the roof so we can escape. You girls will be with Ben-Six, say hi Ben-Six."

"Hey there." said one of the Ben clones to Ben and Streek. "...We met earlier in the diner."

"Do you wanna be called Ben-Seven?" Captain Anders asked female Ben.

"Hell no! ...just call me Bernie."

"Bernie, yeah, I like that. Anyway you guys will be in charge of entering the security room here and disabling the main security system, shouldn't be any problem with your fancy gadgets eh?."

"No, no problem."

"There will be guards about. Take them out quickly and quietly, the last thing we want is to get bogged down in a drawn out gun fight. Are you okay with that Bernie?"

"Yes, I've killed a man before, have you?"

"I like you!" smiled Captain Anders. "...Sure you won't stay on? I'll make you my Second-in-Command."

"If I stayed on, I'd be the boss of all of you!"

Later on, the Bens were entering the building through a hole in the floor where the grate had been cut away. The female Ben and Streek pulled themselves up after them and found themselves in some sort of well lit storage basement with crates and large steel canisters all around.

"You can take care of those security cameras now Bernie." said Captain Anders.

"Way ahead of you, Boof-head."

"Good, you all know your jobs, do it quickly and quietly and then get to the Lang as fast as you can. Good luck!" Captain Anders walked up the stairs to a large door.

"Wait a minute." said Streek as she held up her TAB, running an X-ray scan. "...It's clear."

Anders gave her a nod and then he and a couple of his clones disappeared out the door.

Ben-Six had a black beanie over his head. "Let's go girls, just stay behind me, you'll be fine."

They followed him out the door and into a brightly lit corridor. Both girls had their TABs out, Ben was disabling security scanners while Streek was running her X-ray scanner, looking out for guards.

Streek saw two guards around a corner coming up. She put her hand on Ben-Sixs' shoulder and put a finger up to her lips, telling him to be quiet. She signalled to Ben, pointing to her eyes and then holding up two fingers and then pointing around the corner. Ben nodded and then followed Streek as they crept to the edge of the corner.

As the two male guards reached the corner, Ben and Streek sprung out and then swiftly disarmed them, they let out a surprised yell, and then Streek swung the guards rifle, smashing him in the head and knocking him unconscious, while Ben kicked the knee of her guard and then as he dropped she grabbed his head and twisted his neck, killing him.

Ben-Six was staring at them wide-eyed with his gun drawn.

"Just stay behind us, you'll be fine!" said Ben, and they stepped over the guards and moved down the corridor.

Deeper in the building they came to the Security room. Streek ran her X-ray scan while Ben disabled the lock on the door. "I see two guards at the station in the centre of the room, both armed with hand guns." said Streek.

"We'll burst in and shoot 'em down before they know what's happening." said Ben. "Are you ready to take a life Streek?"

Streek took a deep breath and nodded.

"No, let me do it." said Ben-Six. "I'm not totally useless."

"Me and Streek are expert marksmen." said Ben.

"I've been practicing too!" said Ben-Six. "Who the hell put you in charge anyway?"

"Fine, come on then brother. I'll go left, you go right. Streek, watch our backs."

Female Ben and Ben-Six stood shoulder to shoulder at the door holding their guns up in front of them.

"On three," said Ben. "...One ...Two ...Three." She hit the button and the door slipped open, they both stepped inside with their guns pointed forward.

BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM. The shots rang out, Ben let off a single shot to the forehead of the guard killing him instantly. Ben-Six let off three shots, two of them hit his man in the chest, he dropped to the ground, crying out in agony.

Ben walked up to him and shot him in the head. Streek entered the room behind them, holding her own gun. "Intruders Targeted!!" Streek heard the whirling sound as the Killbots' machine-guns started powering up.

"BEN GET DOWN!!" Streek dove behind a console as a barrage of bullets flew around her.

"It's a fuckin' Killbot!!" yelled out Ben from behind her cover. "Give me a minute, I'll shut it down."

More bullets sprayed around the room. Streek could hear them hitting the console she was hiding behind. She popped up and let off a few shots at the bulky robot and then ducked down again as more bullets barely missed her head.

We haven't got a minute, that damn machine will kill us all. She could see Ben-Six behind a desk, clutching his gun. "Six! Draw its' fire for me!!" she yelled to him.

Ben-Six nodded to her and then took a deep breath and ran across the room, firing at the Killbot. The machine fired back, barely missing him as he dove behind another console.

Streek had run around behind it, she launched herself at the robot with her knife in hand and latched onto its back. She began stabbing at the front of its head, smashing the glass lens of its glowing red eyes while it continued to fire.

A rod retracted from the Killbots' body and Streek screamed as electric volts coursed through her body and threw her back hard onto the ground. The Killbot turned to her and fired, but it couldn't target her with its badly damaged optical sensors.

Streek recovered quickly and saw her gun on the ground, she scrambled for it as bullets flew all around her. Streek grabbed her gun and pointed it at the robot just as it stopped firing and powered down, slumping its head.

Streek was breathing heavily, still pointing her gun at the hulking Killbot in front of her. Adrenaline was pumping through her system, she was sure she was going to die.

"I got him!" said Ben, holding her TAB in her hand. "Are you okay Streek?"

"...Yeah ...I ...yeah!"

"That shit was crazy!. You could have gotten yourself killed!. I told you I could shut it down."

Ben-Six came up behind her, "Yeah, I'm okay too, thanks for asking."

Ben came over and helped Streek up off the floor again, she turned and looked at the disabled machine. "You didn't mention there was a fuckin' Killbot in here!"

"I didn't see it!, it must have looked like just another machine on the scanner."

Ben-Six got his TAB out. "Team three to Captain, do you read me?"

"Yeah, go ahead Team three."

"We just had a run in with a Killbot. Be advised there may be more of them."

"Killbots! That wasn't on the fuckin' security layout, shit! What's your status team three?"

"We're fine. We've reached the security room, about to commence with our objective."

"All right, do it, and hurry up and get your asses down here, Captain out."

Ben-Six turned to Ben and Streek, "The Main Security Network can't be hacked remotely, leave it to me."

He pulled a wire from his TAB and plugged it into one of the consoles the guards were sitting at. He brought up a holographic keyboard and his fingers were dancing over it.

Streek looked down at the dead men on the floor, blood was pooling underneath them, she was still a little shook up. "Are you sure you're okay Streek?" asked Ben.

"Yeah, I'll be better when we're out of here."

She looked at one of the security monitors that was still intact after the place was shot up. She could see the main shipyard in it. There were several ships docked there in the huge hangar. The Clubber Lang was amongst them, with its' boxy hull and distinct red paint job.

A large, bulky loader was parked near it. There were a couple of other ships that would probably be better to steal, the SecCorp Yacht would be faster and there was a KairoCo Gunship with more firepower, but she knew the Bens had their heart set on getting the Lang back.

She noticed the rear door of the Clubber Lang was open, team one had made it inside.

"Done!" said Ben-Six. "Now we can get out of here without being blasted to hell." He unplugged his TAB and got up from the console, "Let's go."

Ben and Streek followed Ben-Six back through the building. Streek was making sure she scanned for robots as well as guards, but they didn't come across anyone. They made it to the huge hangar where the ships were kept.

Streek saw that team two had succeeded in opening the roof.

"There she is." Female Ben and Ben-Six said together as they saw the Clubber Lang docked at the far end, past several other ships of different sizes.

They started quickly walking toward the ship, when all of a sudden, a deafening explosion came from the wall to their right and a shockwave knocked all three of them off their feet.

Streek was in a world of silence, pain and disorientation as she struggled up off the ground. There was dust, smoke and debris all around her.

Ben was saying something to her but she couldn't hear. Ben grabbed her arm and pulled her up and they ran to some nearby metal crates, getting down behind them. Ben-Six joined them.

Slowly Streeks' hearing returned and she could hear the popping of gunfire, getting louder and louder. "What the fuck? ...Pirates?!!" said Ben.

Streek peeked around the crates and saw half a dozen men coming through the gaping hole in the wall, they wore black leather and mismatched armour and were firing assault rifles and combat shotguns.

She then saw Sadie entering through the hole, firing purple laser blasts from her hand gun. Streek got back behind the crates as a hail of bullets came their way.

"What the hell do they want?" said Ben-Six. "That explosions' gunna bring every Fed for miles down on us! We gotta get to the Lang Now!" said Ben. "Streek, break away while we cover you!"

"Right, then you!"

"You ready Six?"

"Yeah, ready!"

Ben popped up the top of the crates and fired several shots from her Wik-15. Nearly all of them hit Pirates, but most of the bullets bounced off their armour, it was enough to send them scuttling for cover though, as Streek sprinted out from the crates.

Soon gunfire was coming after Streek, but she made it behind the leg of the KairoCo Gunship. It was around half way between the steel crates and the Clubber Lang.

Other Ben clones were firing at the Pirates from the ship and behind the loader.

She looked up and saw a missile tube nearby on the wing of the Gunship, she hoped that wouldn't get hit, being blown up once was enough.

Streek gripped her Wik-15 and leant around the side of the steel leg and let off several shots at the Pirates, as they popped up from cover. She thought she hit one in the arm, making him drop his shotgun.

Ben and Ben-Six took the opportunity to race out from the crates toward where Streek was. A huge guy with green armour around his torso and upper legs stood and aimed his big assault rifle at them. Streek recognised the giant; the Steel Shark Pirate they called Tank, who had once brutally raped her as a man.

Streek fired at him, but he seemed unphased, as the bullets bounced off his armour. He fired a burst toward the two running Ben clones.

"BEN!!" Streek cried out, she continued firing, but her gun just clicked as her clip ran out.

Ben-Six toppled over as bullets struck him in the back, female Ben just kept running until she made it behind the leg, where Streek was.

Ben-Six cried out in pain and was struggling to get up, blood was spilling from his body. "I gotta go get him, cover me Streek!"

Streek grabbed Bens' arm, "No, wait!" Streek slid out the empty clip from her gun and pulled out another clip from her pocket to reload.

Ben-Six tried to crawl along and then the girls saw blood spray out from his head as he was shot again and then slumped down dead.

"Drakk! It's too late for him. We gotta get to the ship." said Streek.

Once again Ben covered Streek as she sprinted over to the Clubber Lang. A large loader was parked near the ship and Streek took cover behind it. Streek covered Ben as she ran over to join her.

Streek saw Tank bear his assault rifle at her again, he was well out of the effective range of her hand gun. She concentrated and let off a few shots at him, one hit him in his unprotected arm and he cried out in pain as his burst of fire went wide.

Ben managed to safely make it by her side. Then Ben noticed that the other Ben clones weren't there shooting at the Pirates any more.

"Fuck!!, those bastards closed the door to the Lang, they're gunna take off!" Bens' TAB chimed and she pulled it from her pocket and answered, while Streek let off more shots.

"Friends of yours?" said Captain Anders.

"Don't be a fuckin' retard, they're trying to kill us as well. Let us in, NOW!!"

"You declined my invitation to come with us, remember?"

"You can't just leave us here Ass-hole!"

"Yes I can. But a deal's a deal, so listen up. I sold the Cloning Pod two days ago, to an Asian guy by the name of Amos Chong, a known arms dealer."

"Okay, now let us in, they're gunna kill us!"

"Sorry, I hate to do this to one of my clones, but I just can't trust you. You won't tell me who you're working for. Good luck Bernie."

"GO TO HELL, YOU CUNT!!!" Ben screamed out.

The Clubber Langs' engines whirled as they powered up. Ben quickly tapped away at her TAB. She remote hacked the rear door of the ship, it started to open as the ship began lifting off the ground.

Ben climbed up on the loader, bullets, and the odd laser blast smacked into the big machine and the ships' shields.

Ben was getting ready to jump at the slowly opening door, when Streek pulled her down just as a barrage of bullets flew right where she was. "Watch it Ben, you'll get yourself killed!"

"We'll get killed if we stay here!"

The Clubber Lang lifted up, out of reach. It spun around in one spot and faced the Pirates, as gunfire was absorbed by its' shields.

Big blue balls of plasma fired from the ship. A barrage of blue explosions rained down on the Pirates, some were disintegrated and others were sent scrambling.

A large fuel tank was hit, and the hangar was rocked by another powerful explosion. The Clubber Lang stopped firing and flew up through the open roof and zoomed away, out of sight.

"We gotta steal another ship, right now!" said Ben.

"The Gunship!"

Ben looked over at where the Pirates were, there was black smoke everywhere. She could see bodies strewn around on the ground, then the firing started up again.

She could see blue laser blasts through the smoke, and then got a glimpse of blue armour. "Shit! Looks like the Feds have joined the party."

They started out toward the Gunship but a barrage of laser fire sent them diving back behind the loader.

"I think they saw us!" said Streek.

Ben shot back at them and a laser blast shot off one of her braids, she ducked back behind the machine.

"How the hell are we gunna get over there now?" said Streek.

"The loader!" said Ben. She got her TAB out again and started another remote hack. The loaders' engines thrummed to life and it lifted a foot off the ground, hovering. "Just stay behind it Streek, it'll take us to the ship."




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 06



The girls grabbed on to the machine as it slowly moved, laser blasts were continuing to hit it. "Watch the flanks!" said Ben.

Streek saw a blue armoured Federation Trooper moving around the side. She fired her Wik-15 at him. they were heavily armoured and wore helmets, so she had to aim her shots carefully at weak points like the neck and joints.

She dropped one of them and started firing at another, Ben was firing at the other side.

"Intruders Targeted!"

"Ben! They got more Killbots!

"Good!" said Ben

"How the hell is that good?"

Ben did another remote hack while Streek continued firing away. One of the Killbots turned around,

"Intruders Targeted!" It started firing on the Federation Troopers around it, cutting them down with its' machine guns.

Streek reloaded her Wik-15, "This is my last clip!"

"Hang in there Streek!, we're almost there." Streek continued firing, carefully aiming at each target, luckily the hacked Killbot was drawing their attention as well.

The loader made it to the KairoCo Gunship and they took cover behind the steel leg again. Ben started to hack the entrance ramp to the ship. Blue laser blasts were firing all around them.

Streek saw one hit the nearby missile tube and then another. "Oh Shit!!..."

There was a huge explosion. Streeks' whole body was struck hard, and then everything went black.

******

Slowly Streek started to come around. She became aware of a stinging pain all over her body, and a throbbing headache. She slowly opened her eyes and there was a bright light, then a man with a white beard started to come into focus. "...Doc?"

"This one has started to regain consciousness already, inform the Admiral." Streek slowly realised it wasn't Dr. Arnott, he was taller and younger.

Streek felt her skin stinging, she needed to scratch it, but when she tried to move her hands, she found they were strapped down.

"Try not to move, you've been through some intensive trauma, you really are remarkable."

"Wh...where am I?"

"In the medical bay of a Federation Cruiser. You're a prisoner, but right now you're my patient. I am Doctor Edensteen."

"Ben, ...where's Ben?"

"I don't know who that is. Your female companion is right there, she's recovering as well."

Streek looked over beside her. Ben was unconscious in another bed, her arms and legs were strapped to the bed and she was wearing a white hospital gown. Her light blonde hair was singed and frizzy and patchy. there was a drip going into her arm, Streek realised that she was in much the same way.

"My skin hurts." said Streek.

"Most of your skin was burnt off." said Dr. Edensteen. "You've spent the last hour growing it back. like I said; Remarkable."

"Can you unstrap me?"

"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't do that Miss, I have orders. They say you're very dangerous."

"Nah, I'm a pussy-cat, I just wanna scratch my nose."

"Sorry."

Streek looked around, they were in a sterile, advanced-looking medical bay. There were various machines and monitors around, and about half a dozen other beds, all empty. A white medical android was working nearby.

There were Eight Federation Troopers posted around the room, with their blue armour and laser rifles. The doors at the far end opened and two men walked in.

Dr. Edensteen stopped and saluted them, "Admiral Joyce, Captain Clevens."

They both wore their blue officer uniforms, with insignias and medals. The Admiral was a large, fat man in his fifties, with a full dark-brown beard and dark, intelligent eyes.

The Captain next to him was smaller, of similar height and build to male Streek. He looked to be around forty and was clean-shaven with short blonde hair, his face had sharp features, and he had a cruel look in his eyes as he stared at Streek.

"How are they doing Doctor?" asked Admiral Joyce.

"They've almost made a full recovery sir, which is quite amazing considering they appeared to be dying when they were brought in."

"Yes, Xenoform technology is an amazing thing."

"Their bodies have repaired themselves. If everyone had Nanobots like that, I would be out of a job."

"Is she responsive?" asked Captain Clevens.

"Yes Captain."

The Captain approached Streeks' bed, looking into her eyes, Streek didn't look away as the man loomed over her.

"I'm Captain Clevens, this is my ship, the Resolve, and you are my prisoner. What do you call yourself clone?"

Streek just kept looking at him, she didn't answer.

"You had better answer him miss." said the Doctor.

"Lisa." said Streek.

Captain Clevens looked over at the other bed where Ben was still unconscious. "That one is a female clone of the wanted criminal Benjamin Anders. Are you a female clone of his known associate Stephen McKenzie?"

"I can't remember." Streek was suddenly punched hard in the face. It really hurt.

"Captain!, please..." said Dr. Edensteen.

"Don't fuck around with me you Pirate bitch!" said Captain Clevens. "Where's the Xenoform Cloning Pod?"

"I don't know."

The Captain pulled out his hand gun and put it in Streeks' face. "Where's the Cloning Pod?" he repeated.

"I don't fuckin' know!" He turned to Ben and put his gun to her knee and fired. A blue laser lanced right through her knee, and through the bed under it, leaving a smoking hole in her leg.

"YOU MOTHERFUCKER!! I'LL KILL YOU!!" yelled Streek as she struggled against her bonds.

"Captain!!" called Dr. Edensteen, exasperated. "...Don't harm my patients! Nurse, get me some swabs now!" The doctor went over and started working on Bens' knee.

"There's no patients here Doctor, just clones." said Captain Clevens.

"They're under my care. If you hit a major artery, the blood loss could kill her."

"He's right, this isn't the place Captain." said Admiral Joyce.

"Yes sir." said the Captain, putting his gun away.

"Take 'Lisa' to an interrogation room. Get me some answers."

"Yes sir."

"Not yet!" said the Doctor. "...She's still recovering, I want to observe her here for a while longer."

"You said it yourself Doctor, she's recovering on her own, she doesn't need you. Just tell us when the Anders clone is awake."

Streek was unstrapped from the bed, all the Troopers in the room were pointing their laser rifles at her, they weren't taking any chances.

Streek felt confident she could kill the Captain before they killed her, maybe the Admiral too, if she was lucky. She seriously considered it, then they cuffed her hands behind her back and the moment passed.

She took a look at Ben before they took her away, she was still unconscious and still bleeding, the doctor and android were working to stop the bleeding. Streek was furious, and scared, and sick to her stomach.

Streek was taken down a long corridor, escorted by three Federation Troopers and the Captain. They reached a turbo-lift and the Captain pressed a button on the wall and said "Detention Sector." The lift started moving downwards.

"Eighteen!" said Captain Clevens. "...Eighteen Federation men were killed in your little raid on the Impound Facility, and many more wounded. Eighteen good men, who had families. All so you Pirate scumbags could steal some crappy ship. Why? What was so important about it? The Cloning Pod is worth a Hundred Million ships like that."

Streek didn't say anything as they stood there. Captain Clevens got right into her face, looking into her eyes, "You think you're gunna stay tight-lipped? You think you're not going to tell me anything, don't you? You're wrong! You'll see. You're going to tell me everything, every little thing. We're going to be close friends you and me."

The lift stopped and then changed directions, moving toward the stern.

In the Detention Sector, Streek was taken to another room, 'Interrogation Room 06' was written on the door. It made her think of Ben-Six, poor guy, but maybe he got off easy.

One of the troopers was posted outside as she was taken in. The windowless room was around ten by fifteen meters, roughly the size of the Clubber Langs' cargo bay.

There were various items scattered around the room, a table and chairs, a trolley with a sheet over it, a couple of different frames with chains and straps on them, some stocks, a small steel cage, various chests and cabinets around the room, there was a drain on the floor and a hose rolled up on the wall.

Interrogation Room is just another word for Torture Chamber.

"Chain her up there." ordered Captain Clevens, pointing to a frame by the far wall. The Troopers took her over and undid her cuffs, just to force her wrists into a pair of electronic shackles attached to a thin chain.

They hoisted her arms up over her head until she was forced to stand there, stretched out on the balls of her feet.

The Captain had taken his Blue officers coat off and hung it over the back of a chair so that he was in his white singlet. He slowly walked over to Streek, staring at her coldly.

Streek stared back, her eyes full of hatred. She was shit-scared, but she didn't want to show it. "At ease men." he told the Troopers.

When the Captain got close, he grabbed a handful of Streeks' white hospital gown and ripped it away from her body, leaving her stark naked.

Stretched out like that, Streeks' big breasts jutted out in front of her. The Captain grabbed them. Her skin was still stinging, and the rough grabbing hurt her.

The two Troopers put their rifles and helmets down and sat down in the chairs. They watched Streek, leering at her naked body.

"You've got a nice body clone. I love it when I have a young female to work on, they're my favourite. You're around the same age as my oldest daughter you know." He squeezed and pinched at her sensitive nipples, Streek yelped in pain.

"...And you're special. Your regeneration ability means I can get extremely brutal with you, and you'll just keep bouncing back for more. I'm gunna start off easy though, and slowly ramp it up. I consider torture to be an art form. don't you agree?"

"Nnnaaagh! ...I think you're fucked in the head!" said Streek.

Captain Clevens wound up and gave her a hard right hook to the jaw. "You'll talk to your master with more respect!"

Streek turned back and spat a bloody tooth at him. He squeezed Streeks' nipple between his fingers and twisted it, making her scream out in pain. "...Beautiful!"

"My imagination is running wild with all the things I'm gunna do to you. It's getting me excited, are you getting excited too?"

His hand slipped down to her crotch, it was smooth and hairless now, her pubic hair had been burnt off, and it wasn't growing back as fast as her skin.

He roughly rubbed at the lips of her vagina and then shoved his fingers inside, making Streek yelp. His fingers prodded at her hymen.

"What's this? Your maidenhood? You are special, a Virgin Pirate! I thought they were just a myth!" He laughed, and the Troopers laughed along with him. "I'm gunna enjoy taking your virginity!"

"I'm not a Pirate, or a Virgin." said Streek.

"Ha, right, are you going to tell me you're not a clone either?"

Captain Clevens dropped his pants. He stroked his hard six-inch cock. He grabbed her legs and pulled them up around him. Streek was left hanging by her arms. The shackles bit into her wrists. Captain Clevens had his hard cock pressing against Streeks' groin.

"Don't..." she said to him, looking at him with fearful eyes.

"Relax bitch, you're gunna get fucked by things that are far less pleasant than a dick!"

He positioned himself so that his cock-head pressed up against her slit and pushed its' way in, then he gave a hard thrust forward.

"Aaaaaaaaagh!!" Streek cried out as her hymen was brutally ripped and the cock forced its way inside her.

"Ahh, so tight!" Clevens had hold of her legs and was rocking his hips back and forth, fucking her. Streek was crying out, she couldn't believe she was getting raped again, her vagina was lubricated with blood, but the friction of the cock rubbing at her sensitive insides was really painful.

"Yeah, Yeah, take it all you Pirate bitch!"

"Ow ...Aagh ...I'm gunna kill you, you asshole!"

Streek could just hang there as the sadistic Captain banged away at her cunt. She saw the two Troopers watching with great interest. Captain Clevens turned to them, "Come and hold her legs for me men."

"Yes sir!" They immediately got up and approached them and grabbed a leg each.

"Spread her wide!" The men did as he said and pulled Streeks' legs wide apart. The Captain grabbed Streeks' hips and started thrusting harder and deeper into her.

Streek yelped with each hard thrust. After a little while Clevens let go of her hips and grabbed at her tender boobs. He kept banging her as he squeezed them and painfully pinched her nipples again.

"Ow, Ow, Ow, Stop it you freak! ...Aaagh!" cried out Streek.

Streek desperately wanted the assault to end, as it went on and on. Eventually Captain Clevens said, "Ugh, ...Yeah, I'm gunna cum!" He pumped away at her until Streek felt the wetness spill out inside her.

It was the first time someone had cum in her vagina, it made her feel sick, but at the same time, she was relieved he had finished. The Captain pulled his cock out of her, then motioned for the Troopers to let her go.

Streek struggled to stand on the balls of her feet again and take the strain off her wrists that were now aching badly, almost as badly as her cunt.

"Was it good for you too bitch?" She glared at Captain Clevens as he wiped the blood and cum from his cock with her torn hospital gown and started putting on his pants again. The Troopers sat down again.

Streek stood there with her head down, tears rolled down her face. She could feel the cum leaking from her raped vagina and running down her leg.

"Feeling sorry for yourself bitch?" said Captain Clevens as he went over to one of the chests and opened it, "...that was nothing!, you'll see."

He pulled out a paddle, it was about a meter long and black, it had a round handle, and the base of it was flat and flexible.

"Now, I have some questions for you." He came up to her again and pushed the paddle under her chin, making her lift her head again. She looked at him with intense hatred.

"Firstly, are you a clone of Stephen McKenzie?"

Streek didn't say anything.

Captain Clevens waited a little while and then swung the paddle. THWAP, the paddle slapped her left breast hard and she screamed out in pain.

"Are you a clone of Stephen McKenzie?" Streek nodded as fresh tears streamed from her eyes. "Use your words bitch!"

"...Yes!" Streek spat out at him.

"See bitch?, that wasn't so hard, eh? ...Where's the Cloning Pod?"

"I don't know."

THWAP, this time her right breast was whacked and she screamed out again. "Wrong answer."

"Aagh! ...But I don't fuckin' know, I haven't seen it since I was ...cloned."

Captain Clevens walked around behind her slowly. "But it was aboard that pathetic little junker, the Clubber Lang, wasn't it?"

"...yes."

"Why did you take the Clubber Lang in your bold attack? what was so important about it?"

"Ben Anders just wanted his ship back." THWAP, the paddle smacked Streek across her lower back, causing her to writhe in pain.

"Don't lie to me, you don't kill eighteen men and blow up half a building just for a crappy little ship like that!"

"It's the truth!" THWAP, Clevens smacked her breast again.

"Where was Benjamin Anders taking the ship? Where's he hiding it?"

"So they managed to get away?" THWAP, "Aaaaagh!"

"I'm the one asking the questions here bitch, we know he took the ship down into the Undercity. Where is he?"

"I don't know. Ben Anders left us behind to die. If I knew where he was I would tell you."

"I'd believe that, you Pirates are like wild dogs, you'd turn on each other in a second."

"We're not fuckin' Pirates!" THWAP, "Yeeeaaagh!"

"What did I tell you about lying!"

"How many other clones..." Captain Clevens was interrupted by the beeping of his TAB, he pulled it out and answered it, "What is it? ...Thank you Doctor, how's her knee? ...glad to hear it. I'll be there soon." He put his TAB away again. "Well, it seems your friend is awake."

Captain Clevens went and put the paddle back into the chest, then he started pulling his jacket on again.

"I'm going to be gone for a little while, when I get back I think we'll kick it up a notch. I heard you clones can regrow whole body parts, I'd like to test that out. I wonder if you can regrow your eyes, that would be something!"

The Troopers stood up at attention. "What's your name Trooper?" the Captain asked one of them.

"Baker sir."

"Would you like to have some fun with the prisoner Baker?"

The Trooper looked over at Streek and smiled "Yes sir."

"Then go ahead." He looked at the other Trooper,

"You, go and find some volunteers that are up for a bit of rape, we don't want her getting bored while I'm gone."

"Yes sir."

The Captain and one of the Troopers left the room. Streek could just stand there stretched out with her hands chained above her.

Her skin was bright red where she had been slapped with the paddle, and it felt like it was on fire, particularly around her breasts.

Tears flowed from her eyes as she fell into despair, it was only going to get worse. She thought of the name Angelina, Mia and Zacs' mother who had endured Federation torture for over a year without breaking, now she appreciated what she must have went through and just how strong her spirit must have been.

Streek resolved to be strong like her, but it was going to be hell.

The Trooper called Baker slowly walked up to her, he looked like a typical Grunt. He was in his mid-twenties and had a closely cropped crew-cut and square jaw, he gave her a lusty smile. "They made you out to be really dangerous, but I don't see it." he said to her.

"Then unchain me." said Streek.

Baker just smiled at her, "Sorry, I don't think the Captain would like that, gotta obey the chain of command you know."

He reached out and grabbed Streeks' stinging, red breasts and groped and squeezed them, making Streek grit her teeth in pain. "I specifically heard my Commanding Officer order me to fuck you. Orders are orders."

He stopped groping her and started removing the blue plate armour from his groin and legs. Soon he had his fat, seven-inch cock out, stroking it. He slowly walked around behind the naked, chained up girl.

"I'm not gunna get the Captains' sloppy seconds, You're gunna take it up the ass for me."

"No!, don't! You sick bastard!"

He slapped her ass a few times and then spread her ass-cheeks wide. "Oh Yeah, that little bum-hole looks good to me."

He spat into his hand and wiped it on the fat head of his hard cock, then he got hold of it and positioned it at her rear entrance. Streek tried to lean forward, but there was no getting away from him.

"Yeeeeaaaagh!!" Streek cried out as her sphincter was painfully stretched open and the fat cock forced its way inside her. He pushed it in deep.

Fresh tears streamed from Streeks' eyes as she endured the horrible feeling of a big cock wedged up her anus. Her tight ring relentlessly squeezed the fat shaft. "Ahh, damn that's tight!" said Baker.

He grabbed her hips and pulled her back toward him, then he started thrusting in and out of the tight hole with steady, deep strokes. Streek couldn't help crying, yelping and whimpering as he sodomised her, it was worse than having her vagina raped.

The Trooper grunted and groaned as he continued banging away at her from behind. Her squeezing ring hurt like hell as the fat, meaty shaft continuously slid back and forth through it and the cock-head kept poking deep into her bowels.

After a little while, the door of the Interrogation room slid open again. The other Trooper had returned and there were four other men with him.




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 06



"Turns out I didn't have to go far to find you some play mates bitch." said the Trooper. There was an officer with him in his blue coat and cap, the others were more Fed Troopers.

"Hey, you're right, she's not bad!" said one. "Look at them big red titties." The men all got closer, leering at her.

"He's fucking her in the ass!"

"Yeah, it's a nice tight ass-hole too." said Baker. "It's makin' me cum."

He started thrusting faster, making Streek cry out and then he groaned and pulled his hard cock all the way out of the little hole just as hot cum spurted out of it on to her bare ass.

One of the Troopers was quickly removing his armour,

"I'm gunna bum-fuck her too." Baker stepped away and the other man got behind her.

Streek protested as he pressed his hard cock at her little opening and then forced his way up the raped ass. She cried out as her tight hole started getting fucked again.

"She doesn't look like a Pirate slut." said one of the men.

"Yeah? what were you expecting Hursty?"

"I don't know, tattoos and piercings and scars and shit."

"This ones a clone." said Baker. "With some kind of healing power."

"No shit! I never fucked a clone before."

While Streek was getting ass-raped, the other Troopers made themselves comfortable, removing their helmets and bits of armour and stroking their hard cocks.

One of them started playing with her sore tits, licking and nibbling her nipples.

The officer didn't say much, he just stood there watching. There was something different in his eyes, Streek thought that she could see sympathy in the way he looked at her. He didn't do anything to stop the rape though. Streek couldn't read the insignias on his uniform so she didn't know his rank.

"Aaah Aaah Yeah, milk my cock, milk it with your tight ass bitch!" said the Trooper raping her. He wedged it in deep and she felt his cum spill out inside her as he groaned loudly.

He gave a few more squishy thrusts and then pulled his cock out of her.

"I'm goin' next." said another larger Trooper with a big fat cock.

"No, It's my turn." said the officer.

"As you wish sir."

"I recommend her ass-hole sir, it's real nice and tight!" said the man who just raped her.

"No, I like pussy." said the officer dropping his pants, he began stroking his half-erect cock.

The officer approached her, he was fairly handsome, In his thirties, clean shaven with short jet-black hair and deep blue eyes. He looked into her eyes as he began rubbing his seven inch cock along her wet slit.

Streek let out an "oof!" as he slowly pushed it in. Her cunt was wet with Captain Clevens' cum and her sensitive flesh gripped the cock as it began moving inside her.

The officer held her firmly as he fucked her. This wasn't as bad as getting her ass pounded, but it still hurt.

The officer leant forward and began kissing her neck, Streek flinched away from the contact. He moved his mouth near her ear and then whispered, "I'm really sorry about this."

"Fuck You Ass-hole!" said Streek.

He whispered into her ear again. "I'm on your side. Fight the Future."

Streeks' eyes widened as she looked into his eyes, she didn't expect that. His cock kept moving inside her.

"The Doctor is going to make a move, you'll know when it happens." he whispered.

"Are you whispering love poems to her or something sir?" said one of the men watching.

"These Pirate sluts like it when you talk dirty to them." said the officer. "Yeah, take it, you filthy Bitch!" the other men cheered him on.

He soon leant forward again, "Some gear is stashed in the opposite room, Interrogation room five." He moved his head away from her again and continued fucking her.

"Oooh yeah, that's a tight little box. You're makin' me cum!" He moaned, but Streek didn't feel him cum inside her, he pulled his cock out.

"That was pretty quick sir." said one of the Troopers.

"I'm here for a good time, not a long time Trooper. Thanks for that slut." He leant forward and gave her a kiss on the cheek and whispered "Good luck!" Soon he got dressed and left.

"Now I can get me some ass!" said the big Trooper. He got behind her and rubbed his big, nine-inch cock at her ass-hole. The cum leaking from the hole helped lubricate it as he forced it in.

"Yeeeeeaaaaghh!!" Streek screamed as her sore ass was obscenely stretched around the big invader.

"Uh yeah! that tight hole's gunna squeeze my dick off." Said the big man as he pushed it in deep.

"Hey, who says we gotta fuck her one at a time?, how about we make a sandwich Rosco?" said another Trooper.

"Yeah, fine with me."

"No, don't." cried out Streek as the other Trooper got in front of her holding his hard cock. He pushed it up her cunt. Streek cried out as she was squashed between two men with cocks wedged up her cunt and ass at the same time.

Streek yelped and groaned as both cocks began moving inside her. Getting raped in both holes at the same time was too much for her to handle, but she had no choice but to endure it as she hung there between the two rapists.

The man at the front was giving short hard thrusts in her cunt while the big guy in her ass was fucking her slower and deeper. The sight of it seemed to excite the other men and they cheered them on and teased her.

Her whole lower body was awash with pain as the brutal double rape went on and on. The man pumping her cunt was the first to groan and spill his seed inside her. He left his cock wedged in the sopping wet hole for a while as the big cock banged her ass.

When he pulled out, more cum spilled from her. The man behind her pulled her back to him and started fucking her ass harder.

The door opened and Captain Clevens came back in. Ben was with him in her white hospital gown and with her arms cuffed behind her back. She looked at Streek with a look of horror on her face.

"You see Anders, I told you she was fine. She's just having a bit of fun with the boys." said Captain Clevens.

"You Bastards! Leave her alone!" yelled out Ben.

"Don't worry, you'll get your turn as well." Clevens brought her forward. "...Chain this one up next to her ...no wait, put her in the stocks." he said to one of the Troopers. "Finish up here men."

"But I didn't get a turn sir." said one of the Troopers stroking his hard cock.

"Come back later, the pussy isn't going anywhere."

The big man behind Streek fucked her ass even harder, making her cry out in pain. The big Trooper groaned. "Nnnngh Yeah, I'm gunna cum!"

He pulled his big fat cock from the tight hole with a plop and gave it a few strokes. Streek felt the hot cum spurt onto her ravaged asshole and run down her legs.

Ben had been bent over and put into the stocks a few meters away, her hands and head were securely stuck through the solid boards facing Streek, her ass stuck out behind her as she was forced to stay bent over.

Ben looked up at Streek hanging there on the chain, into her teary eyes. "I'm sorry Streek, I'm so sorry!" she said to her.

"Don't worry Ben, it's going to be all right." Ben looked up at her questioningly.

Streek thought about the officer from before. Doctor Arnotts' Federation Mole. "The Doctor's is going to make a move, you'll know when it happens." Was the Doctor really going to come and save them again? This wasn't a bar full of thugs though. This was a Federation Cruiser surrounded by Federation Cruisers.

But the man had given her a thread of hope and she was clinging to it. I've got to stay ready for action.

Most of the Federation Troopers cleared out. The two who were in the room earlier stayed, sitting at the table and chairs on the other side of the room. Captain Clevens had taken off his jacket again. Both girls stared at him with anger and hatred.

Streeks' vagina and anus were still throbbing painfully, she could feel the sticky cum leaking from them, and running down her legs. Clevens came over, a chill went through Streek when she saw he had a small knife in his hand.

He went over to Ben and pulled at her gown and was cutting it away. "I had the pleasure of taking your friends' virginity earlier." he said to her. "Are you a virgin too, I will stick my dick into you soon and see."

"Rapist Asshole!" said Ben.

Captain Clevens moved around and punched her in the face with a sickening crunch. Ben cried out, Streek could see blood trickling down from her nose and was furious. Hurry up and make your move Doc, I really need to kill this Prick!

"First, I want to talk to you about your scum-bag Sire, Benjamin Anders." Benjamin Anders, Streeks' best friend since high-school. He had betrayed them, leaving them behind to die. The female Ben that he had been through so much with was her best friend now. Now it was hard to think of her as the same Ben Anders that had betrayed them both. She was better than him, she was Bernie.

"His father is a Federation man." said Captain Clevens, putting the knife down and getting out his TAB. "Lieutenant Jason Anders, serving as Chief Engineer aboard the SS Toblerone. He has an unblemished record, the Captain praises his technical expertise. What a disappointment his only son turned out to be."

He walked around near Streek and gave her boob a squeeze, making her flinch. He carried on, "Benjamin Anders himself, joined the Federation Academy at one stage. Scored very highly in Advanced Mathematics, and was talented with machines and electronics like his father. But there were several reported incidents where disciplinary action had to be taken."

"...His psyche profile indicated a lack of self discipline and a problem with authority. Quite common amongst military brats. The Federation could have fixed that, but he never returned to the Academy after the first year."

"I had better things to do." said Bernie.

Captain Clevens went around and kicked her in the stomach, "Hrrraaaaagh!"

"He stayed off the Federations' radar after that. Until he was found drifting in unprotected space, near known Pirate territory. Claimed he was a trader taking a short-cut when Pirates attacked him. More likely his Pirate friends turned on him, something like that, eh?"

"...Then at some point he got his hands on the Xenoform Cloning Machine and earned a spot on the Federations most wanted list. There's a lot of things you can tell me about Anders, lets start with where he is now."

"He's on New Heidi." said Bernie.

Captain Clevens kicked her again. "I want you to tell me what I don't already know."

"That's gunna take a hell of long time."

THWAK, Clevens punched her hard in the face again.

"What did you call her? ...Streek?, she already told me that Anders left you behind down there. How does it feel to be discarded like a piece of trash? Why would you protect someone who has such little regard for you?"

"I don't know where he is, okay?"

"Then let's see if you still don't know where he is when I'm ripping out your fingernails with a pair of pliers, or when I'm pulling out all your girlfriends' teeth and then forcing her to give me a blow-job."

"You Evil Prick!!" THWAK, Clevens delivered another hard right hook to her face.

"Yeah, I'll give you girls a proper introduction to my pliers and knife. But first I want to sort out this question of your virginity. Let's fuck!"

He went around behind Bernie and rubbed at her vagina. Bernie just grit her teeth and stayed quiet. He got his hard cock out from his pants and pushed it into her.

Bernie cried out in pain as he grabbed her ass and started fucking her with deep, hard strokes.

"Hey Captain, was she a Cherry sir?" asked Baker.

"She was."

"Ha, you owe me fifty bucks buddy." Baker said to the other Trooper.

"Damn it! they must both be dykes or somethin'."

"Aaaah, Yeah, you've got a tight little pussy too." said Captain Clevens as he banged away at her from behind, rocking her whole body forward and making the stocks rattle.

"Ow, Aaaagh, Stop it you rapist prick! Aaagh!" Streek hated just standing there watching her best friend get raped.

Then, all of a sudden, it happened. Streek heard a really strange noise, like a high pitched jet engine. A wave of energy seemed to pass through the room, there was a shower of sparks around the room and then darkness.

"What the fuck...?" came Captain Clevens' voice.

The room was pitch black, Streek felt the electronic locks on her shackles click open. She slipped her hands out, and crouched on the ground rubbing her wrists.

This was it, 'The Doctor's is going to make a move, you'll know when it happens'. She didn't know what he did, but she was free.

"Baker, go and find out what happened." came Captain Clevens' voice in the darkness.

"Yes sir, I... Hrrrrrrrrk!"

"Baker, what is it? what's going on?"

"Hold on sir, I have a glo-stick in my pack." said the other Trooper. He fumbled around and then pulled out the glo-stick and snapped it. A dim light filled the room and he saw Baker on the floor in a pool of blood. "Oh Drakk!... Captain..."

He then saw Streek coming at him with a knife, in one fluid motion she slashed his throat open. He dropped to the floor gargling. Captain Clevens backed up against the wall. He got out his TAB, "Emergency, Emergency, Security to Interrogation room six." But his TAB was dead.

Streek slowly got closer with the small knife in her hand, her face was in shadow, but she could see the fear in Captain Clevens' eyes in the dim light.

"Get away you bitch! ...You'll regret that!, There's no escape for you!" He grabbed a stun-rod that was on a rack on the wall, and swung it at her. Streek grabbed it with her left hand, it was inactive. She gave a strong kick to his stomach, making him double over. Streek quickly got behind him, dropped low and slashed the back of both his calves with the knife.

Captain Clevens screamed and dropped to the floor. Clevens couldn't stand, he just crawled along the floor as his blood spilled out of his legs. Streek just stood there watching him.

"Streek..." Bernie was still locked in the stocks.

"Be with you in a minute Bernie."

She walked up to Clevens who was desperately trying to crawl away. Streek kicked him in hard in the face and then kicked him over. Even in the faint light she could see the fear on his face, she liked it.

She crouched down over him. "Now I'm getting exited Captain. Are you getting exited?"

"...l...leave me alone you Pirate Slut!"

"No, I'm gunna fuck you! ...with something far less pleasant than a dick!"

He put his hands up to grab her and she quickly slashed both arms and then punched him hard in the face.

He cried out in pain. Streek then moved the knife down to his belly and rubbed the point of it along his skin.

"No!, Don't! Please!"

Streek rammed the blade into his gut up the hilt, Clevens let out a blood curdling scream. "Oh, were you a virgin?" said Streek. "Did I just pop your cherry?"

She pulled the knife back until it was almost out and then thrust it back in. Clevens continued screaming loudly as she thrust the knife back and forth in his guts.

"Streek!! ...STREEK!!" Bernie called out over the Captains' painful screams. "I appreciate your desire for payback, I really do. But maybe we should turn our attention to getting out of here."

Streek stopped thrusting the knife, the Captains' blood was all over her now. She stood up. "You're right Bernie. I've got no more time for this piece of shit. Let him die and rot."

Streek went over and undid the latch and opened the stocks, Bernie was glad to be able to stand up again. The Captain was still crying out in pain in a pool of blood on the floor.

"What do you think happened?" said Bernie.

"It's Doctor Arnott, he's helping us escape."

Bernie went and grabbed one of the Troopers laser rifles and examined it. "It's not working, whatever that wave was, it seemed to have fried all the electronics, like an electromagnetic pulse. But a Federation ship would be shielded against an EMP attack, surely."

Streek grabbed the knife and the glo-stick and headed to the door, "Come on." The two naked girls had to force the door open and slipped through the gap.

Out in the dark hallway they could hear confused shouting, it seemed the whole ship had blacked out. Streek went across the hall to the door marked 'Interrogation Room Five'.

"Where are you going? that's not the way out." said Bernie

"We have some gear stashed in here for us."

"How do you know that?"

"A friend told me."

They forced the door open and went inside. In the dim light of the glo-stick, the room looked very similar to the other interrogation room they were in. Streek saw a medium sized chest on the table. She went up to it and undid the latches and opened up the lid. She held the glo-stick over it looking at the contents.

There were a couple of handguns sitting on top. Bernie grabbed one and examined it. "They're laser guns, fully charged and fully functional." she said. "This chest must have shielded them from that wave, whatever it was."

Bernie reached in again and pulled out a visor, she put it on over her eyes, "Night Vision, cool."

"There's clothes in here too." Streek passed Bernie a black jumpsuit. Both girls got dressed again, they had no underwear but they were glad to be able to cover up.

They both fastened belts around their waste where they holstered their laser guns. Finally Streek pulled out a TAB from the chest. She turned it on and a holographic map of the ship appeared, showing where they were and the path they're to follow.

An electronic voice said "You are to head along this route, toward the bow and portside, to Airlock eleven-twenty two. The turbo-lifts will be off-line so you must use the maintenance hatches to travel between levels. Eliminate any resistance you encounter."

"You don't need to tell us." said Bernie, holding up her laser gun.

Streek noticed that she was starting to feel strange.

"Do you feel that Bernie? I feel lighter."

"Yeah I do, the Artificial Gravity Generator must have been taken off-line. It's slowly winding down."

Streek and Bernie moved quickly and quietly down the hallway. Down the hall they could see the faint glow of the glo-sticks. With their night visors they could clearly see four Federation Troopers.

"...sworn I heard someone screaming down there." they heard one say

"Are we under attack or what? do you know what's going on?"

"No idea, we can't reach anyone, all the comms are down."

"What are we supposed to do in a situation like this?"

"Don't worry about it." said Bernie, several green laser blasts illuminated the hallway and then four Troopers fell to the floor dead. Bernie and Streek moved on.

Streek checked the TAB, they were close to a point on the map where the path went downward. They found a maintenance hatch nearby and opened it, then one by one they disappeared down the ladder into the lower decks.

Streek let go of the ladder and fell slowly down to the lower deck. "The gravity's getting weaker." she said.

"Yeah, soon we'll be in Zero-G, that'll slow us down, let's get moving."

"Stop!, Identify yourselves." said a Federation Officer nearby. A green laser blast lanced out and struck him in the head, he dropped to the floor. Bernie and Streek stepped over him and moved down another corridor.

They came across more Federation members, most were stumbling around the dark with weapons that weren't functioning. Bernie and Streek cut them all down as they came across them.

Streek saw a sign that said they were on the training deck. They reached another door and strained to pull it open. They slipped through the gap and saw that they were in an open area.

Streek was gliding as she stepped, she felt really light now. Then there was the loud banging of gunfire, Streek and Bernie dove for cover as bullets struck around them. The Feds had woken up, and armed themselves with projectile guns.




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 06



Their attackers fired off a flare, which illuminated the large room with a bright light. Streeks' visor adjusted to the new conditions and deactivated the night vision.

She could see they were in some sort of cafeteria with lots of tables and chairs. They were behind a low wall of a garden that ran around the edge of the room. The ceiling went high and there was a promenade above them.

Streek could see the blue armour of Troopers around the room, there must have been around a dozen of them. They ducked behind the wall as a hail of bullets struck around them.

"Up there!" called out Streek as she shot at the Troopers coming around above them in the promenade. Unlike the Wik-15, the fully powered laser guns could get through the Troopers armour with a few shots, as long as they struck at the same spot.

Streek and Bernie targeted them with deadly accuracy and a couple of the Troopers were shot dead.

"I'm gunna go high, cover me Bernie."

"You got it." Bernie moved low along the wall and then sprung up and let off a volley of laser blasts at the other Troopers.

Streek stepped onto the wall and leapt into the air, the low gravity allowed her to leap high onto the promenade above them. she let off several well placed shots at the Troopers up there while she moved through the air, they returned fire at her but didn't find their mark.

A few more Troopers were killed, slowly dropping to the ground. Up on the promenade, Streek ducked behind a solid bench for cover. There was the consistent noise of gunfire and laser blasts all around her.

Streek got up and shot a couple more Troopers that were up there with her. The top was now clear. She glided over to the wall at the edge and looked down at the cafeteria, there were a few dead Troopers sprawled out on the ground. Bernie was having a shoot-out with a couple more Troopers that were behind a low wall.

Streek moved around to where she could get a better view of them, it was getting harder to walk in the deteriorating gravity. One of the Troopers looked up and saw her and let off some shots at her with his large handgun. He missed and Streek didn't flinch, she let off several laser blasts, shooting them both dead.

The gunfire had died out. "Are we clear?" called out Bernie.

"Yeah, we're clear."

"Then let's get moving, they made a lot of noise, if we stay in one spot we'll be overwhelmed by Feds."

"Right." Streek jumped over the rail to join Bernie, but she didn't fall down, she just hung in the air instead, "uh, Bernie..."

"Yeah, Zero-G!" said Bernie floating above the ground. She kicked off the wall and flew across the room "Come on."

They drifted through the door on the other side of the room and were in another dark corridor. Their night vision kicked in again. Streek and Bernie pulled themselves along the corridor.

Up ahead they could hear someone shouting. "Come on, move it! move it! Remember your Zero-G training. If you haven't got a projectile weapon, get to the Armoury, we're under attack!"

About fifty meters up ahead, a Trooper floated out from around a corner, he had a glo-stick attached to his belt and was holding a handgun. He looked down the dim corridor at Bernie and Streek. "I think I've sighted the enemy sir!" he called out.  

Laser blasts struck him before he could fire his weapon and he let out a sharp scream and then floated backwards dead.

There was more shouting from around the corner, it sounded like there were a lot of them. "Contact!!" shouted someone. "Get around there, kill them!" More Troopers came into the corridor firing down toward Streek and Bernie. The girls fired back, killing more of them.

More and more Troopers were piling out and more bullets were being fired down the corridor. "Over here." said Bernie, she kicked off a wall and flew to a door that was half open, and went inside the dark room. Streek followed her as a hail of bullets flew past her.

Inside the dark room they found a man floating there in the dark along with the furniture and various other objects. He appeared to be an unarmed technician and was scared to death. "Please, don't hurt me." he said, holding out his hands. Streek raised her weapon and shot him in the heart.

"Now what?" said Streek. Bernie looked around the room, there were no other exits. She looked up, "Aha!" She floated up to the air vent and pulled at the cover. It wasn't budging, so she got her laser gun and blasted two corners of it and then peeled it back. The gap was just big enough for them to squeeze through.

Soon both girls were travelling through the air vents, trying to stay quiet as they pulled themselves along. They could hear the confused shouts of the Feds below them.

Streek looked at the TAB, they were almost at the waypoint that was marked out for them, Airlock Eleven-Twenty Two, what were they supposed to do once they got there?

They reached a point where the vent turned a corner, away from where they were heading. Bernie blasted at the vent cover and then kicked it out. Streek followed her as she floated out from the vent and into another dark room. "We're almost there" said Streek.

"All right, stay alert."

They pulled open the door and looked down the corridor, it seemed clear. They started moving down the corridor again. "Enemy Sighted!!, Enemy Sighted!! they're over here!!" Came the shout.

"Shit!" said Streek.

Troopers started coming down the corridor, firing their guns at them. Bernie and Streek were sitting ducks out there in the corridor. They blasted away at the Troopers as they made their way back to the room they came from.

They were killing dozens of Troopers but more just kept coming, pushing their way past the floating bodies. They managed to make it back into the room without getting shot. They struggled to push the door closed again.

"Do we go through the vents again?" asked Streek.

"No, It'll just take us further away from where we need to go. Take cover, we'll make a stand here."

A steel table was floating at the back of the room, Streek pushed herself over and got behind it. Bernie got behind a big console that was attached to the ground.

"How many shots do you have left?" Bernie asked.

Streek looked at the display on her lasergun. "Shit, only sixteen."

"Yeah, I've only got twenty two, looks like we may run out of charge."

They heard the Feds starting to force the door open,

"Let's make 'em count." said Streek.

The door was forced open, and Streek shot one of the Troopers in the neck. Others were blasted before they could get inside. There was shouting coming from out in the corridor, it sounded like there were a lot of them.

"Come on, there's only two of them in there!" yelled an officer. "Rush them, I want them dead!"

Suddenly more Troopers started spilling in through the doorway, firing their weapons. Green laser blasts came from inside the room as Streek and Bernie returned fire. The room was starting to fill up with the floating dead bodies of Troopers.

Streek stayed behind the steel table as bullets struck it, she looked at her gun, the display showed five shots left. She leant out, aimed carefully and fired off her last five shots, killing a few more Federation Troopers.

Suddenly there was a loud BOOM. The room was lit up with an explosion just outside the door. A barrage of red laser fire ripped down the corridor and she could hear the screams of lots of men.

A couple of men in the room were still alive and looked around in confusion. Streek kicked off a wall and slammed into one and grabbed his head, twisting his neck and killing him.

Bernie came out and got the other one, shoving her lasergun into his helmet and letting off her last shot. The dead bodies of Troopers were floating everywhere. Streek grabbed a handgun that was floating around and checked that it still had some rounds loaded.

Someone appeared at the door and Streek whipped the gun around aiming it at their head. The white androgynous face looked up at her. "Makita?..." The android was standing in the doorway holding a huge laser assault rifle.

"Lisa, Bernadette, are you wounded?" the android asked in her monotone voice.

"No, we're fine, boy we're glad to see you."

"Mak to Doc, the targets have been acquired, proceeding to extraction point A."

"Understood." came Dr. Arnotts' voice.

"Please follow me." said Makita.

The girls floated past all the dead bodies and out of the doorway, there were more dead bodies littering the corridor as well as dismembered body parts. The walls were scorched and had patches of blood, it was a hellish scene.

"Get behind me." said Makita. She fired her huge gun down the corridor and the red laser blasts hit more Federation Troopers, that were some distance away.

"I see you don't subscribe to Asimovs' three laws." said Bernie.

"Reference unknown." said Makita. She then turned and started walking down the corridor, with a FOOMP, FOOMP, FOOMP. Her mechanical feet were gripping onto the ground. Bernie and Streek pulled themselves along, following her.

They reached another room with an open door, "Get in there and put on the spacesuits." instructed Makita. She covered the doorway as the girls went in. Streek could see another large doorway at the other end of the room, 'Airlock 11-22' was written on it in bold letters.

There were several space suits lined up along one of the walls. The girls floated over to them and proceeded to get into them, with great difficulty. Bernie said, "Wait a minute, these spacesuits aren't functioning either. We can't use them!"

"They will protect you from the vacuum of space." said Makita. "You will need to hold your breath, we will not be out there long."

"Oh great! Easy for you to say, but oxygen is quite important to us."

Makita suddenly let off a barrage of laser fire down the corridor. She launched a grenade and there was a loud explosion. She stepped back into the room and effortlessly pulled the door shut. "Are you ready?, we need to go now."

"Yeah, Okay!" said Bernie as she grabbed the space helmet off the stand. Streek was suited up as well. Makita walked over to the large airlock door. She let go of her assault rifle, and it floated there as she pulled the door open. "Come on." she said.

Bernie and Streek moved over into the small room beyond the door. There was another door on the other side, and they knew that beyond that was the cold vacuum of space. Makita pulled the door shut again. "Mak to Doc. We have reached extraction point A."

"Understood, ready for extraction." said Dr. Arnott.

"Take a deep breath, put your helmets on, and hold onto the rails tightly." she told them. They did as she said, and Makita squatted down and began lifting up the outer door.

Streek could feel the powerful force of the vacuum as the door opened. She gripped the steel bar tightly as it pulled at her, threatening to sweep her out. Once all of the air was gone from the airlock the suction stopped.

Makita lifted the door fully open and Streek could see the thousands of stars in the black sky, and the huge planet of New Heidi looming below them. Another huge Federation Cruiser was nearby, seeming to drift lifelessly.

Makita came and held her hands out to Streek and Bernie. They let go of the steel bars on the wall and took her hands. Makita kicked off the inner door, and Streek found herself flying out of the airlock and through space, away from the huge white mass of the Resolve.

There was complete silence, she couldn't even hear herself breathe, because she wasn't. She could faintly hear her heart beating as she looked down on the planet. It was beautiful, she had seen plenty of planets from space, but never like this.

The sleek, curved form of the Avatari suddenly appeared in front of them, it had been invisible. They flew up onto it, and Makita flipped herself, so that her feet landed on the hull and gripped on to the ship.

Streek and Bernie were floating there, being pulled along by the android as she walked along the hull. Streek was starting to feel cold, and was feeling the urge to breathe in.

Soon Makita reached the Avataris' airlock with its' outer door already open. She got inside, pulling Bernie and Streek inside with her.

The outer door shut. Streek needed air badly, she pulled at her helmet but Makita stopped her, pointing up at a red light above the inner door. She felt her weight returning to her and she dropped down to the floor. Soon the light turned green and Streek quickly pulled her helmet off, gasping for air. Bernie did the same.

"Mak to Doc. extraction complete."

"Understood, I'm getting us out of here."

"Do you require any medical assistance?" asked Makita as Streek and Bernie sat on the floor breathing heavily.

"...No, ...we're all right" said Bernie.

"Then I will go to the cockpit, my assistance may be needed there." Makita pressed a button and the inner door slid open, she exited the airlock.

Streek and Bernie sat there looking at each other.

"We made it!" said Bernie, a big smile forming on her bruised face, "...We fuckin' made it!" Streek smiled too, she leant over and hugged Bernie tightly, tears started rolling down her face.

The two girls soon wandered into the Avataris' cockpit, where Makita and Dr. Arnott were sitting and tapping at the consoles. Streek looked behind her on the view screen and saw the planet and the disabled Federation ships getting smaller as they left them behind.

Dr. Arnott didn't turn around. "Are you two okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, you saved us again. Thank you Doc. and thank you too Makita." said Streek.

"She was just following orders. Sit down, we're about to make a jump."

"But what about the Pod?" said Bernie. "I got a lead."

"Amos Chong, I know, we have operatives looking into that."

"How did you..?"

"I was monitoring your TAB communications, now sit down."

They sat down. "That wave, it took everything off-line. Their life support must have been taken off-line as well. Are they all going to suffocate in there?" asked Bernie.

"If they know what they're doing, they'll get their life support back before they run out of oxygen." said Dr. Arnott. "I hope so, I don't want to lose a good Mole."

They sat down and then there was a surge and the Star field on the view screen went black as the Avatari entered Hyper-warp.

Dr. Arnott got up from his chair and turned to the girls, looking them over. Streek got up and hugged him,

"Thank you Doc." she said again. The Doctor didn't seem to return the hug.

"Listen to me, this is very important. I have General Bolton on standby ready to evacuate the base, what did you tell them about the Resistance?"

"Nothing." said Streek.

"Are you sure? Is it the same for you Bernie?"

"Yeah nothing was said about the Resistance, they thought we were with the Pirates."

"That's a relief, but I need you to take another Deep Brain Scan so that I know everything that was said, and every little detail of your encounter. I want Makita to do a thorough medical examination of you too."

"Okay." said Streek, "Are you mad at us?"

"This wouldn't have happened if you didn't choose to disobey my orders. Your capture placed the entire Resistance movement in jeopardy. I had to use our Xenoform Negative EMP Bomb, the only one we had. I risked having my Mole exposed, and I risked Makita and the Avatari in the rescue mission."

Bernie shook her head, "We had no way of knowing the Pirates were gunna attack..."

"We'll discuss this later. I know the two of you have been through a lot. Have your examination and then get some rest, or a shower or meal or whatever you need."

Makita got up from the Pilots chair. "Come this way please." she said as she walked out of the cockpit.

Streek looked down at the Doctor with a sad look on her face. "I'm sorry." she said, and turned and left.

...



Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 07



Chapter 7 - Get Over It

In the Perseus arm of the Milky Way Galaxy is a Globular Cluster known as M13. A huge gathering of thousands of stars, one hundred light years wide. 

Hidden within, amongst its' blazing bright light, was the secret base of the Resistance. The base consisted of a mass of different Star Ships joined together in a jagged spherical shape, its' outer surface constantly changing as ships came and went. 

Its' occupants had nicknamed the makeshift Space Station Sunnydale.

A Drummond Cargo Hauler, buried within, had been fitted out as a gym. It housed a holo-shed which incorporated Alien Technology, making it one of the most advanced in the galaxy. 

Streek was in the gym, flat on her back on a weight bench, dressed in her black gi that Makita made her, straining as she lifted a barbell up over her large breasts. Bernie appeared over her. "Hey there! Need someone to spot you?"

"No, I was doing fine on my own. ...ngh!"

"Well, I was getting tired of drinking on my own, I might as well work out with you."

"If you want. ...ngh!"

"I thought you'd be in the holo-shed."

"They're using it to ...ngh, train some recruits." 

Streek brought the bar down again and grit her teeth as her face tensed up as she struggled to lift it again. 

"Here, I'll get that." said Bernie, going to grab the bar.

"No!, I got it! ...Nnnnnaagh!" Streek groaned and strained as she slowly lifted the heavy barbell up, when her arms straightened again, Bernie helped her put it back onto the rack. 

Streek sat up again, sweat ran down her red face, she rubbed her sore arms. "I gotta get stronger," she said. "That's only fifty kilos. I wasn't that strong when I was a man, now I'm a girl I'm even weaker." 

Bernie looked at her, "Right, you're weaker, that's why you had your male copy running scared." 

Streek didn't say anything to that.

"They had you chained up Streek, It wouldn't have mattered how strong you were."

"I know that." said Streek, her expression darkening.

"Move over girl, I wanna go, will you spot me?"

"If you want."

Bernie laid down on the bench and lifted the barbell then started pressing, she didn't seem to have any trouble with the weight.

"Have you ever done that before?" asked Streek.

"Back at the Academy, not by choice."

"Why did you leave?"

"Are you kidding? I fuckin' hated it. ...nngh, I could see it in my Dads eyes too, he hated being a Fed. Bunch of Ass-holes!"

"Yeah, Ass-holes." said Streek. 

Ben reached a point where she had the barbell down and was straining to lift it too. "Gnnh ...Nnnngaah ...Spot!" 

Streek grabbed the bar and helped her to lift it up to the rack again. "See Streek, nothing wrong with getting a little help now and then. Even Rocky Balboa got help from Apollo Creed to defeat Clubber Lang."

Streek walked off to a nearby punching bag and started throwing some fast punches. The strong blows knocked the hanging bag around. Bernie went over and held it as Streek laid into it. 

"This sucks!" said Streek as she struck out. "We should be out there, looking for that damn Pod!"

"I'm with you there, but the Doc doesn't even want to talk to me. Why doesn't he just get over it, so we can get on with it?" 

Streek did a hard roundhouse kick, knocking Bernie back a step. "I've got half a mind to take the Avatari out there myself." 

Bernie looked around the bag at her, "Do you want to?"

"Bernie ...look there's Makita."

The white plated android was walking through the gym toward them. As she approached, Bernie said, "There she is, our droid in shining armour. How are you Mak?"

"I am functioning well, thank you Bernadette. Doctor Arnott and General Bolton request the presence of both of you aboard the Angelina." she said in her monotone androgynous voice.

"Now they want to talk. It's about time." said Streek. 

"Yeah, they better be telling us we're moving out again. Come on Streek, we don't wanna keep them waiting."

Streek was all sweaty and still wearing her black gi, Bernie was wearing a maroon track-suit. They didn't shower or get changed and just followed the android out of the gym. 

"Hey Makita, there's something I wanted to ask you." said Streek as they walked along. "When you entered the Resolve to come and rescue us, were you scared at all? ...y'know that you'd be destroyed?"

"I do not feel scared. I do not feel any human emotions ...sometimes that makes me sad." 

Streek and Bernie looked at each other. "Was that a joke?" asked Bernie.

"Yes, I have observed the use of humour, with some people, and in some situations, it is appreciated."

"Ha ha!, 'sometimes that makes me sad', good one Mak!" laughed Bernie.

"I prefer you talking like this." said Streek. "The other ways the Doc had you talking made you sound stupid."

"Yes." said Makita. 

Bernie looked her over. "If you can learn to crack a joke, then perhaps you can develop your own personality, rather than those fake ones the Doc has been programming into you."

"I was not designed to develop my own personality. It serves no purpose."

"Yeah, you were built by the Federation, they hate individual personalities, I know." said Bernie. "But you should work on that personality thing Mak, crack more jokes, swear if things don't go your way, and if you get sick of people ordering you around, tell them where to go."

"Where is that?" asked Makita.

"You'll work it out. I'll have a word to the Doc about it."

"I will take that under consideration."

"Just as long as you don't call me slut, or honey, or dude. I want you to call me Streek."

"You got it, ...Dudette!"

They boarded the Angelina and Makita lead them to General Boltons' office. Doctor Arnott was there standing in a corner and the General was sitting behind his clean and ordered semi-circular desk. 

They could see a couple of 3D holo-pics on his desk, one was of Mia and Zac, the other was of a beautiful red-headed woman, Streek assumed it was Angelina, his dead wife.

"General, Doctor." said Bernie in way of greeting.

"Hello girls, please take a seat." said General Bolton gesturing to the chairs in front of his desk. "Thank you Makita, that will be all." 

Makita nodded and left the room. Bernie and Streek sat down. "Sorry about our attire General." said Streek. "...We were working out."

"That's fine," said the General, regarding them with his intense eyes. "I wanted to tell you both that we're sorry."

"Oh?" said Bernie.

"You have a background of freighting cargo through systems. We drew you into our highly dangerous world of covert operations against an extremely powerful, ruthless enemy. We assumed that implanting a few experience sets would make you ready for this dangerous mission. I see now that it was a bad call, you were almost killed, and went through a terrible ordeal."

"Hold on a minute!" said Bernie, "...You're making it sound like we were in over our heads and screwed up big time. I think we both handled ourselves well on New Heidi. We found our Sires quickly and stayed under the Feds' radar, and I got us the Intel we were after. We had no way of knowing the Pirates would show up like they did, if it weren't for them, we wouldn't have been captured."

"If you had not wilfully chosen to disobey a clear and direct order from your Commanding Officer, you wouldn't have been captured. That's what this is about Anders."

"I made a judgement call in the field. I thought that Ben Anders and his clones would be useful to the Resistance as allies."

"Your 'judgement call' put our whole operation at risk. You forced Dr. Arnott to make what was by far our boldest attack on the Federation. He disabled several Federation Cruisers, and your escape was nothing short of a bloodbath. The Federation will not take this lying down!"

"I'm sorry General, okay?! For the record, Streek was against what I did. I basically threatened her to get her to come along."

"No, I made my choice." said Streek.

"We know what happened. We've decided it would be best if the two of you didn't go out on any more missions. You're to stay here at the base, at least until the Cloning Pod is recovered. I will assign other operatives to work with Dr. Arnott."

"That's Bullshit!" cried out Streek.

"General, you can't do this!" said Bernie. "I'll accept whatever punishment you got, but we gotta go out there again. You know how important the Cloning Pod is to us."

"This isn't a matter of punishment. I think the two of you have been punished enough. It's a matter of trust, we no longer trust you in the field."

"Then how can we earn your trust again?"

"By doing as you're ordered. Anders, our engineering department is always flat out repairing and modifying our fleet, they would be glad to have someone of your abilities. McKenzie, the Doctor has gifted you with extensive combat experience, you can assist Sergeant Takoshi in training our recruits."

"Please General," said Streek, "...we feel it now, the burning hatred for the Federation that I know you feel." She nodded to the holo-pic of Angelina, "...You can't ground us now, we need to be out there doing all we can."

"I don't need wild dogs out there looking for pay-back. I need disciplined soldiers who do what's required of them."

"We'll follow orders, I promise."

"I've made my decision, that's all I have to say on the matter." 

Streek looked over at Dr. Arnott, "Is that how you feel Doc? You don't trust us?"

"It is. I'm sorry Lisa."

"Can you at least bring us up to date with what's going on? With what your next move is?" said Bernie. The General and Dr. Arnott stayed quiet for a moment. "Come on, I was the one who got you the intel on this Amos Chong guy, have you found him?"

"A couple of our agents tracked him down. They were killed in action. It seems Chong is quite skilled with the weapons he sells." said General Bolton sadly.

"We can take him down," said Streek. "Come on, you need us to capture him."

"No we don't. Chong is a known associate of the Steel Sharks Pirate Faction."

"Do you think he sold the Cloning Pod on to the Pirates?" asked Bernie.

"It seems likely. Mia and Zac have confirmed rumours that the Pirate Alliance has reformed, under the leadership of a man known as Skylar, of which we know very little. They are hunting down Xenoform Technology as well." 

Dr. Arnott walked forward and spoke up, "If the Pirates have the Cloning Pod, it's a very dire situation indeed. They would have the means of creating a powerful army. With it they would go about seizing territory and full scale war with the Federation would be inevitable."

"The Galaxy will bleed." said General Bolton, "...and with Alien Technology coming into it, it'll be a war the likes of which has never been seen. I don't mean to sound dramatic, but the human race may not even survive such a war. The Final War!"

"Do you know why the Steel Sharks attacked the Facility?" asked Bernie.

"I have a theory." said Dr. Arnott. "I remember you mentioning a book authored by my former colleague, Dr. Gascoyne."

"The instruction manual for the Cloning Pod?"

"Yes, I think that perhaps it wasn't sold with the Pod. The Pirates need it to work out how to use the machine."

"You think it was still onboard the Clubber Lang?, the Feds didn't find it?"

"I think perhaps the Pirates thought it was still on the Clubber Lang. They planned on taking the ship and finding it, and when you disabled the main security system, they seized the opportunity."

"I see." said Bernie.

"That means that for the time being, they don't know how to use the Cloning Pod."

"And the Clubber Lang is not only going to be hunted down by the Federation, but by the Pirate Alliance as well. General, you need to let us go out there, I can find the Lang and at least we will have that book."

"No, I told you, you're to stay here."

"But General, you need..."

"You've been given your orders, I want you to report to Lieutenant Roughen in the Engineering Section at zero seven hundred tomorrow morning, that'll be all Anders."

Bernie and Streek reluctantly left the Generals' office, they were both pissed off. Doctor Arnott came out behind them, "Bernie, Lisa wait up, there's another matter I wanted to discuss with you."

"What's up Doc?"

"Well, I just wanted to know how you were doing. ...I know you both had a very rough time on the Resolve, I feel terrible about that, I feel somewhat responsible for you, you know."

"You helped us get out of there before things got far worse. We're very grateful Doc." said Streek.

"Yes, but still it must be a terrible burden for you to bear. I wanted you to know that there is something I could do to help you out with that."

"What are you talking about?"

"You know that with the mind-write device I can load experience directly into your mind. I can also go in and remove experiences as well, things that might be hard for you to come to terms with, like sexual assault and torture." 

"You're saying you can wipe our memories of getting raped?" said Bernie.

"Yes, I'm telling you that it's possible, the decision is, of course, up to you. Alternatively you could talk with Makita, she's a qualified councillor you know."

"Of coarse she is," said Streek. "The droid with a thousand professions."

"Well, think about it, and discuss it with each other. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help." Doctor Arnott went back into the Generals office, leaving the girls standing there.

"Well, ...do you wanna go and get a drink?" said Bernie.

"I'm going back to the gym, I need to punch something."

******

That night, Streek was there again. Chained up and naked in the interrogation room. Several dark, indistinguishable figures were all around her. 

She struggled against her bonds but was helpless as they kept on hurting her. Then she saw the face of one of her attackers, it was male Streek, and he was laughing at her. Then all of them were male Streek, laughing at her and continuing to hurt her. 

Streek suddenly jolted up from her bed in her dark quarters, she was covered in sweat and panting. Stupid clone mind, I'm not there anymore, I escaped! 

Then Streek noticed that the door to her quarters was open, there was a dark figure there in the room with her. 

Streek quickly reacted, lashing out with a kick, hitting the person. She pounced from the bed, tackling them to the ground. "Aaaargh ...Streek Stop! It's me!" cried out Bernie just a Streek was about to punch her face.

"Ben?!! ...Bernie!" Streek got off of her. "Drakk Bernie, what are you doing?"

"I... I just ...wanted to be with you."

"Fuck, I was about to take your head off. ...I don't want to have sex with you, okay?!"

"No, ...I ...just want ...will you hold me?" There was something in her voice that made her sound really vulnerable. 

Streek got up and got back into bed. "Yeah, come on." she said.

Streek was laying on her side on the bed. Bernie got in and pressed her body up against her so that they were spooning. She was wearing her panties and a flimsy singlet. 

Streek put her arm around her and could feel the warmth of Bernies' body against hers'. Perhaps it was what she needed too, after her bad dream. "Thanks Streek." Bernie said softly to her.

"That's okay. Sorry about hitting you."

"No, It was my fault. ...I wish I was strong like you."

"What? You're the strong one, nothing ever phases you."

"I wish that was true. Back ...there, when I woke up and you weren't there, I was so fuckin' scared. And then they took me into that room and I saw those guys ...raping you. I was shattered. But then you fought Streek, you fought like a fuckin' demon and you set me free."

"You fought too Bernie, and it was the Doc who set us free." 

There was a moment of silence between the two of them and then Bernie said, "Are you going to take the Doc up on his offer?"

"I don't know. I just... I need to think about it."

"yeah..." 

The two of them fell silent again. Streek could smell Bernies' hair, hear the steady rhythm of her breathing, and feel her soft warm flesh pressed against her. Eventually she drifted off to sleep again with Bernie in her arms.

The next morning Streek headed into the large, empty cargo bay of a ship located near the gym. There were ten young men and women lined up in the middle of it wearing white gis. 

Sergeant Takoshi was standing in front of them, talking, giving them an introduction to unarmed combat. Streek was wearing her own black gi. She approached the group, feeling a bit anxious.

The Sergeant stopped talking when he saw her. "You're late recruit. What's your name?"

"Lisa McKenzie Sir..."

"That's Sergeant Recruit, ...not Sir!"

"I'm not a recruit, General Bolton sent me here to assist you in instructing the recruits." 

Sergeant Takoshi was a square jawed Asian man in his forties, his hair was short and dark grey, he wasn't much taller than Streek. He had the look of a tough, disciplined military man.

"Did he now?" The Sergeant looked her over, she could feel the eyes of all the recruits on her as well. "...How old are you?"

One week. "I'm twenty years old."

"Have you instructed in CQC before?"

"CQC?"

"Close Quarters Combat. Are you sure you're in the right place?"

"No and yes."

"No and yes?"

"No, I haven't instructed before, and yes, I'm in the right place." she heard some of the recruits snickering.

"And how long have you been practicing martial arts Miss McKenzie?"

"Uh, honestly ...about four days, but..."

"Drakk! What's Bolton doing to me?!" Most of the recruits laughed. 

One of the recruits spoke up, he was a big guy who stood around six and a half feet tall, he had short brown hair, and was around twenty as well. "I have a black belt in Karate Sergeant. I'm not gunna learn anything about fighting from someone I can wipe the floor with. It'll just be a waste of my time." 

Streek stared hard at him. He gave her a mocking smile and stared at her breasts. "Sergeant, would it be all right if I demonstrated my qualifications to this recruit?" 

"Sure, I'd like to see this." said Sergeant Takoshi smiling.

Streek stepped forward, "Come on then, what's your name recruit?"

"Ryan Olsen. I generally don't like beating up girls. How about I take you out on a date instead? You would like that much better."

"I seriously doubt that." 

The other students watched in interest as the two of them faced off against each other, the man was over a foot taller and had forty kilos on her. 

"I'm interested to see what you both can do." said Sergeant Takoshi, "...Begin."

Ryan came at her straight away, striking out with his fists and feet. Obviously he wanted to take her down quickly in front of his classmates. 

Streek was dodging his blows with ease. She knew Karate backwards, his every move was so predictable. Ryan continued to lash out at her, but was only hitting air as Streek moved about. 

"Raaaah!, stay still you bitch!" His attacks got more frenzied and Streek just continued to dodge every blow without striking back. 

"Have we started fighting yet Ryan?" Streek teased him. The other recruits laughed. She was enjoying humiliating the big meat-head, he reminded her of the big jocks that used to pick on her when she was a wimpy boy in high-school. 

Ryan came at her again, and she dodged his attacks. Then he managed to grab her by the front of her gi with both hands. Streek quickly raised her arms and knocked his arms wide apart, leaving him wide open. She gave a single quick jab to his nose. He cried out and stumbled back, clutching his face. 

"Aaaagh, you bitch!, I think you broke by dose." said Ryan as blood streamed down from his nose. 

The other students were staring with great interest. Streek realised the front of her gi had come loose and part of her boobs were exposed, she quickly closed it up, blushing with embarrassment. 




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 07



Ryan wiped the blood on his gi. He was furious now. He ran at her, and Streek gave a low sweeping kick that sent him crashing into the floor. 

Ryan quickly got up and came at her again, once again he struck out at her with his fists and feet but only hit the air. Streek danced around him and kicked the back of his knees, sending him down to the floor again. 

He got up, and was soon sent crashing to the floor again. "Oh that's right, you did say something about wiping the floor earlier, didn't you?" The others laughed again, making Ryan more furious. 

"Fuckin' slut!!, I'll beat that smile off your bitch face!" He got up again and came at her, this time instead of just dodging, Streek got in close, blocking his blows. He was strong. She gave a big uppercut, sending him stumbling back. That's for calling me a slut! 

"That's enough!" Sergeant Takoshi said loudly. "I think you've made your point Miss McKenzie. Four days my ass! It looks like we have another Mia Bolton."

"Yes Sergeant." said Streek bowing to him. The other recruits all clapped, impressed with what they saw.

"NO! We're not finished!" said Ryan rushing up behind her. Streek quickly twisted her body and then threw him over her shoulder, sending him crashing to the ground once again. Sergeant Takoshi stood over him. 

"I said that was enough Olsen. I think you would have fared better if you had kept a cool head. Now go and see the infirmary about your nose." 

Ryan got up again and stormed out of the cargo bay, clutching his broken nose. Streek looked around, the other recruits seemed to be looking at her with more respect now, she liked it. 

Sergeant Takoshi regarded her coolly, then turned back to his students. "Now where was I before all that?"

A black haired male student spoke up, "I think you were telling us why this stuff is important Sergeant."

"Right. You all know about Xenoform Technology. It's a game changer. It's likely you will one day come up against an enemy who is using it, and you may not truly know what they are capable of. Maybe they will be capable of rendering your weapons useless."

"I've seen that first hand," added Streek. "I had to fight my way out of a Federation Cruiser where every single electronic system was disabled."

"That was you?" said Sergeant Takoshi looking at her. "Everyone in the Resistance is talking about it." Streek nodded and the Sergeant turned back to his students.

"So, when your weapons are disabled, all you have to rely on are your fighting skills. You need to train to be a better fighter than your enemy, because one day, your life might depend on it."

"...We're going to start with the basic punches, kicks and blocks, nothing too advanced. Can you manage that Miss McKenzie?"

"Sure."

Sergeant Takoshi continued to lecture them for a little while. They split off into two groups to practice the CQC techniques. The Sergeant had given Streek the four girls to train. Streek made a point of remembering their names; Jennifer, Kira, Levana and Toni. 

"You were awesome!" said Kira, a young and pretty, tanned brunette. "That Ryan is a jerk, I'm glad you put him in his place."

"Yeah, how did you keep dodging him like that?" said Jennifer, a taller blonde.

"You just gotta watch your opponent carefully," said Streek. "He was broadcasting his moves and being way too predictable. Now come on, let's get into a basic fighting stance, raise your forearms so that they're protecting your head..."

After they had practiced for a while, Ryan came back into the cargo bay. He had a white plaster in the middle of his face. Streek saw the Sergeant talking to him. 

Soon Ryan came over to where Streek and the girls were. "Sensei," he said to her, looking at the floor. "I apologise for being disrespectful earlier."

"...Okay," said Streek. "I'm sorry for breaking your nose. Do you want to join the lesson Ryan?"

"Yes, ...thank you."

Ryan joined them, and followed Streeks' instructions without saying much else. Eventually the lesson was over and Sergeant Takoshi dismissed the students. 

"Tomorrow we will be in the holo-shed. I want to test the abilities of each of you, be prepared for a few bumps and bruises."

The recruits left the cargo bay and Sergeant Takoshi turned to Streek. "Well Miss McKenzie, you seemed to do okay for your first time instructing, you know what you're talking about at any rate."

"Thank you Sergeant."

"And the students were impressed with your little display at the start."

"But not you?"

"You seemed intent on showing off and wasting time, I want to know if you're able to kill your enemies quickly and without hesitation."

"I can. I've killed Federation men." 

Sergeant Takoshi smiled, "That's right, the Federation Cruiser. Then you're Okay by me. Where are you from?" 

"Darion."

"Oh, a Darion girl, you know most of the Resistance members come from outer-rim planets. I'm from Shoulken."

"I'm a citizen of the Galaxy. I've travelled a lot, never been to Shoulken though."

"No real reason why you should, it's just an insignificant, lightly populated world, out on the Cygnus arm."

"You're another Veteran of the Civil War right?"

"Yeah, that's right. I've been serving under General Bolton for some time. Knocked back plenty of offers of promotion to officer, I'm a working man. After we lost the war, I helped pick up the pieces and form this ragtag group."

"...What's your discipline?, It was hard to tell from your fight earlier, I would guess Jeet-Kune-Do, but there was also a bit of Judo and Boxing."

"Yeah those."

"You're trained in all three styles?"

"Actually, I'm a master of sixty-four different fighting styles." 

Sergeant Takoshi looked at her in disbelief, "You're kidding!"

"Sergeant, there's something you should know about me; I'm a clone."

"A clone? ...like Doctor Arnott?"

"Yeah, like him. I really have only been doing Kung-Fu for four days. My Prowess doesn't come from years of hard work and dedication. I just had it all downloaded into my brain. I feel like a bit of a fraud."

"I see, that's really quite amazing. How many of you are there?"

"How many of me?"

"How many clones, in the Resistance?"

"Oh, there's me, and the Doc, and my friend Bernie, she just started out in the Engineering Section." 

"Well I'm glad to have you here assisting me Miss McKenzie, but next time don't be late."

******

That night, Bernie and Streek had dinner with Dr. Arnott aboard the Avatari. The Doctor had been quite busy, and they hadn't seen much of him. 

"Do you like the meal girls?" Dr. Arnott asked.

"iss good." said Bernie with a mouthful of the Risotto.

"Yeah, I like it." said Streek.

"Yes, Makita is also a good cook, of course. I couldn't even cook a piece of toast right."

"I'm the same," said Streek. "But Bernie's pretty good at cooking." 

Bernie swallowed her mouthful of food, "Yeah, well, when you're travelling between the stars you've got a lot of time to kill. I got sick of all the bland premades. I like spicy meals, ...this stuff is good too."

"You gotta love that android," said Streek. "One day she's making you a pair of pants, the next she's in Commando mode, saving your ass, and then the next day she's making you a nice meal."

"Indeed, I don't know where I'd be without Makita. Oddly enough, she made a joke about my height today."

"She's just trying out her sense of humour Doc, let her run with it." said Bernie. 

"Could she join us?" asked Streek.

"She doesn't need to eat." said Dr. Arnott.

"I know, but she could come and talk with us."

"hmm, you can invite her to join us if you want."

"Hey Mak!" Streek called out. 

Makita came into the room. "How can I be of assistance Streek?"

"Would you like to join us?"

"For what purpose?"

"Uh, ...social interaction."

"I see. Yes I will join you." Makita sat down at the table with perfect posture. Her head turned, and she looked at Streek with her white, emotionless face. 

Streek noticed that her grey eyes blinked now and then. The blinking probably had no purpose other than to imitate human faces. "So, how was your day?" asked Streek.

"Is there anything in particular about my activities within the previous twenty four hour cycle that you wish to know about?"

"Uh, ...no. Just generally."

"Generally, my day has been productive. I have accomplished many tasks."

"Hey, that's great. I'm happy for you."

"How was your day?" asked Makita.

"Not bad, I made some new friends. Always better than making new enemies. Do you consider me to be your friend Mak?"

"Doctor Arnott has instructed me to aid you where I can."

"Yeah, but would you care if I just dropped dead?"

"Your death would be unfortunate."

"Great! We're friends then, the robot and the clone." 

Dr. Arnott seem interested and amused by the conversation, "How did the Unarmed Combat training go this morning Lisa?" 

"Pretty good. I'm a natural teacher. You should have seen me teaching some knuckle-head a lesson." Bernie chuckled.

"And how about you Bernadette?"

"They're a good bunch of grease-jockeys down there in the Engineering Section. I got along with them just fine, and some of the upgrades and ships they had me working on were really cool. It would suit me to a T, except..."

"except what?" asked Dr. Arnott.

"Except I can't shake the feeling that I shouldn't be there, I should be out looking for the damn Pod."

"Yeah me too." said Streek.

"We have had that discussion. You've made your position very clear on this, and so have the General and I."

"You're making the wrong call. Things are on a knife edge right now, you should be using good resources like me and Streek."

"We are. The General has made his decision, let's not talk of it any more."

There was a moment of silence as they ate their dinner. Finally Streek broke the silence. "Have you heard anything from Mia and Zac?"

"You missing her?" said Bernie.

"I'm worried about them."

"They're fine, they reported in this morning." said Dr. Arnott. "They're heading back with another Pirate prisoner."

"Oh?, who have they got this time?"

"Someone high up in the Piranha Faction, hopefully he can provide some valuable intel."

"Are you still holding Naeme?" asked Streek.

"Yes, he's still a prisoner. You have some history with him, don't you?"

"You've viewed my memories, you should know." 

"Yes, though I haven't viewed every small detail of your life. I know that memory has had a profound impact on you. Have you given any thought to what I proposed earlier."

"Yeah, I've thought about it a lot. ...It's Thursday night, one week and one day ago this morning, I was created. I was created with twenty years worth of memories in my head, and had a load of other experience loaded in there as well. The experiences I had during the week are mine, even if some of it was really fucked up. I don't want to go wiping out parts of me, even if they are painful memories, I'll just learn to deal with it. So thanks for trying to help Doc, but I'll pass."

"Okay, that is your decision Lisa. Do you feel the same way Bernadette?"

Bernie looked down at her plate and stirred the Risotto around with her fork. "Yeah, I guess. What she said is the same for me too. We're in this together." Streek looked over at her and smiled.

"I have arranged some nice accommodation for you in the womens' quarters on the Kotor II, I'm sure you will like it." said Dr. Arnott. 

Bernie and Streek looked at him, surprised. "New quarters?" said Streek.

"Yes, you can't stay aboard the Avatari, we are departing tomorrow morning. Our top stealth craft is needed for Recognisance in Pirate territory, with the objective of discovering the location of the Xenoform Cloning Pod."

"Take us with you Doc." pleaded Bernie.

"Bernadette, how many times must I say it, that's not going to happen."

"You said you wanted to help us," said Streek. "Getting out there again will help us, not wiping our memories."

"I'm sorry girls. Not this time."

"If you don't want me aboard the Avatari, that's fine," said Bernie. "But tell General Bolton that I can find Ben Anders and the Clubber Lang. I think like him, I've got the same mind. If the Pirates find him first and recover that book, they can start using the Cloning Pod. All I need is to borrow a small craft, there's a few that are suitable in the engineering section."

"You are persistent aren't you?" said Dr. Arnott, "...I will tell General Bolton what you said, but it's up to him."

"You and Mak aren't going out there alone are you?" asked Streek.

"Why not, we were operating alone when we met you."

"Mia told me I had to watch out for you."

"That's not your responsibility Lisa. I'll be fine."

"I will watch over the Doctor, as always," said Makita. "I will do everything I can to ensure no harm comes to him."

"Good luck to both of you then." said Streek miserably.

Later that night, Streek slept in her quarters in the Avatari for what would probably be the last time in a while. Bernie slept beside her in her bed again. 

Streek thought that it was going to be pretty awkward when they were both guys again, after they had cuddled and slept together and had sex back on New Heidi. 

She worried that they wouldn't be able to recover the Cloning Pod, then they would be stuck in these female bodies for the rest of their lives. She would learn to live with it, but she really wanted her old body back more than anything. 

She found herself thinking about Captain Clevens. She didn't know how many people she had killed on the Resolve and at the Impound Facility in Rodfern. Clevens' face was the one she saw.

It was a powerful thing to hate someone so much you want to kill them, and then to do it. Even though he was dead she was still filled with hatred and anger toward him. She felt that it had changed her, she was a killer now.

These thoughts kept Streek awake well into the night. She could hear Bernies' soft breathing next to her and feel the warmth of her body. Part of her wanted to blame her for everything that happened, another part was just glad that she was here with her. Eventually she managed to drift off to sleep.

The next morning, Bernie and Streek said their goodbyes to Dr. Arnott and Makita. "Take care out there Doc." said Streek, bending down and giving him a hug. 

"I will, you two take care of yourselves as well."

"Stay out of trouble Mak." said Bernie.

"Not possible, considering the company I keep." said the android. 

"Did you talk to the General about my proposal Doc?" 

"Yes, I'm sorry Bernie, he's not giving you clearance to leave the base yet."

"Drakk it!" said Bernie in frustration.

They stood there and watched the Avatari lift off and fly out through the atmospheric shields and disappear into the bright light. Both girls' hearts sunk as it left without them. 

They were standing in the huge docking bay with all their possessions, which wasn't much. They each had a bag with a couple of changes of clothes, their TABs and their Champion Ruby laser hand-guns, souvenirs from the Resolve. 

"Do you still want to steal a ship and get out there again Streek?" said Bernie.

"What? I never said I wanted to do that. Don't do anything stupid Bernie. These people took us in when we had nowhere else to go, and I want to be part of their fight against the Federation."

"Yeah, but we should be out there, why can't they see that?"

"Just sit tight okay. The General will come around."

"I hope so, but the longer we wait, the harder it will be."

"Oh Shit!, I gotta be at the holo-shed. Sergeant Takoshi will be shitty with me if I'm late again. I'll see ya later Bern."

"Yeah, See ya. I suppose I better front up to work as well, I was due there an hour ago."

Streek ran to the gym, quickly got changed into her black gi and then arrived in the holo-shed just as the recruits were arriving. 

Sergeant Takoshi had them fighting a blue ninja holobot, of steadily increasing difficulty, to see where they were at. 

Streeks' girls did fairly well, particularly Kira and Levana. Ryan was told he couldn't fight with his broken nose, and he wasn't very happy about it, but he continued to be respectful toward Streek.

After the students were dismissed, Sergeant Takoshi wanted to test Streek out with his most difficult holo-sim exercise. Luckily he ran his exercise with the safeties enabled. It took a few attempts, but Streek beat it, and the Sergeant seemed impressed.

******

Later that day, Streek had showered and changed and was heading to her new accommodation. Bernie approached her as she was waiting for the turbo lift. 

"Hey girlfriend, how was your day?" said Bernie.

"I got shot in the head."

"One of those days, eh?"

"What do you have there?" asked Streek, looking at a small white case Bernie was carrying.

"It's a surprise."

"I hate surprises."

"Well, there's good surprises, and there's bad surprises."

"So which one is that?"

"It's a surprise."

"I hate you."

They took the turbo lift down to the 'Kotor II', a Star Ship that had been fitted out as the womens' quarters. When they arrived onboard Streek saw Kira standing in the hallway, she was pressing something against her face. She saw Streek and came over to them. 

"Hi Miss McKenzie, do you live here too?"

"We're just moving in, this is my friend Bernie. Bernie this is one of my students, Kira."

"Hi, nice to meet you." said Kira.

"Your pretty," said Bernie. "Do you like girls?"

"Huh?" 

"Bernie!" scolded Streek. "She's just fucking with you Kira."

"Oh, ...I'm not as pretty as I was." She moved her hands away from her face showing them a big bruise on her cheek. She showed them a dark rock in her hand. "Cold-rock, supposed to help the swelling go down."

"I prefer to use nanobots." said Bernie.

"How do you think I went today Miss McKenzie? I kept my guard up like you showed us."

"You did quite well Kira. Sergeant Takoshi thinks so too, he told me." 

Kira smiled at her, it was a beautiful smile. "Just moving in eh? can I show you two around? I'd love to."

"Yeah, that'll be good, thanks Kira."

Kira showed them around the Kotor II, there was a large communal bathroom, a mess with several tables and chairs set up and kitchen facilities, a recreation room with a pool table and large holo-vid table, a bio-dome where there were many different plants growing and even a dome for smoking. 

Streek was assigned room twenty two and Bernie was opposite her in room twenty three. The quarters were nice enough, fairly roomy with a large bed and storage space and a small ensuite with a toilet, sink and shower. 

The girls had a premade for dinner in the mess, then they both settled into their quarters. Streek was reading up on the Pirate Alliance on her TAB. 

It was the great charismatic leader, Nexius Cley, who brought the Pirate factions together. Apparently it was a tremendous feat to form the Alliance, since the Pirate factions had been waring with each other for centuries.

The Alliance had supposedly been destroyed when the Federation retaliated for the raid on the Denascus facility, and Nexius Cley was killed. Now she had been told that the Pirate Alliance had reformed, under the leadership of this Skylar person. She couldn't find any information on him at all. They have my Cloning Pod!

The Steel Sharks were the largest and most powerful Pirate faction. There were also the Krakens, Piranhas, Stingrays, Killer Crocs, Tiger Sharks, Stonefish and Ill-Tempered Sea Bass. There were also scores of smaller sub-factions.

Streek was interrupted from her reading by a chiming at the door. She got up and opened it, and Bernie was standing there. Her light blonde hair was hanging loosely down her back, and she had a goofy smile on her face as she looked Streek over with her glassy blue eyes. She was holding a half empty bottle of Bourbon and the white case from earlier.




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 07



"Hey there Streeky, you're lookin' pretty hot tonight, you know that?"

"How much have you had to drink?" asked Streek.

Bernie looked at her bottle, "Almost enough." She tipped it up and took another swig. Then she held it out, offering it to Streek.

Streek took the bottle and swallowed down some of the strong liquor. Bernie walked past her into her quarters. "Why don't you come in." said Streek.

"Nice room," said Bernie. "It's just like my room. What were you doing?"

"Just reading."

"Boring. Bet you've been dying to find out what my surprise is."

"No."

"Ha! Well, I know you've been missing your dick, so I got you something." She put the case on Streeks' bed and opened it up. Streek saw the pink phallic object inside.

"A dildo," she said with disgust. "...I don't want it."

"Not just a dildo. This is a Cyber-neural Strapon. A very expensive sex toy." She got a thick white band from the case. "See, you put this around your noggin and it transmits into your brain. You feel what the dildo feels, y'know like you've got a dick. It can even make you cum, apparently."

"Really?" said Streek, looking it over. She didn't quite know what to make of it. "Where did you get it?"

"I got a friend in the ES, Belinda, nice lady. I was talking with her about you..."

"You were talking about me?"

"Yeah, that's what us chicks do, we talk about people. Anyway, she lent this to me."

"Is that what chicks do? Lend out their sex toys?"

"Yeah, why not? Well, I kinda promised to let her use it on me."

Streek just shook her head. Bernie had done this to try and cheer her up, it was nice to know that she cared. "Look Bernie, I appreciate the gesture and all, but I haven't had much of a libido lately."

"Yeah, our last sexual experience was ...horrible. That's why we should have some good sex, it'll help us get past it, y'know?"

"I don't know..." said Streek hesitantly.

"Oh really?" Bernie clumsily unzipped her jumpsuit and pulled it down around her waist. Streek watched as she pulled her bra down and jiggled her large breasts. "You would pass this up?"

Streek shook her head and smiled. She did find Bernie quite attractive, particularly her big boobs. She would have been really lucky to get a girl like this when she was a guy. 

Bernie approached her and tenderly held her around her waist. Streek could smell the alcohol on her breath as she came in and planted a couple of small kisses on her lips. Then she kissed more forcefully, wrapping her lips around Streeks' and then their tongues rubbed against each other.

Streek was amazed how quickly her libido was returning to her. Warm, fuzzy feeling came to her as they kissed. Bernies' large breasts were pressed against hers' and she could feel her hands rubbing against her ass. Her heart started beating faster and she suddenly felt hot and flushed.

Bernie eventually pulled back, and they both got their breath back. "I think we both need to just forget all the shit and have some fun." 

Streek reached forward and grabbed Bernies' bare breasts and gave them a squeeze. She enjoyed the feeling of the soft warm flesh in her hands. "They are a nice pair of tits." she said. 

Bernie gave her a big smile, "I know!"

Streek brushed aside Bernies' fair hair and looked into her beautiful blue eyes again. "You do make a pretty girl." 

"I know that too." 

Streek leant forward and started kissing her neck. Bernie giggled as her hands rubbed up Streeks' back. Her hands made their way back to Streeks' breasts and gave them a playful squeeze. Streek was enjoying her touch. The hands moved to the zipper of her jumpsuit.

Slowly she started unzipping the jumpsuit while Streek continued to kiss her neck. Bernie pulled down the olive green jumpsuit and Streek dropped her arms, letting it slide down, revealing her white bra. 

Bernie reached around and undid the strap. "Hey, I'm gettin' pretty good at this." She pulled the bra away and tossed it behind her. 

Streeks' skin was very pale and soft and clear. It was new skin, which had completely grown back recently. Bernies' skin was the same.

Bernie reached down and got a handful of Streeks' boobs and lifted them. "You haven't got a bad pair yourself, Hooty." She bent down and started kissing them. Streek let out a soft moan as Bernie sealed her lips around her nipple and gently sucked. Waves of excitement flooded through her body and her pussy tingled as it got moist.

Bernie continued to kiss, suck and grope at Streeks' breasts, and it felt really good. She rubbed her hand through Bernies' soft blonde hair. 

Bernie started working her way up again, slowly kissing her way up Streeks' breasts. Streek let out a pleasurable sigh as she kissed her neck. Then Bernie found her lips and they were both pashing again. Waves of pleasure washed through Streek, and she felt herself getting even wetter.

Bernie pulled away and looked into Streeks' dark brown eyes. "Are you in the mood now?" she asked. Streek nodded and then came forward and kissed her again.

When they stopped again, Bernie nodded to the case on the bed, "Go on, put it on." 

Streek reluctantly pulled herself away from Bernie and went and picked up the dildo. It was around seven inches long and was the shape of an erect penis. It had a smooth shaft and round head. It was a bright pink colour and felt rubbery. It had a few grey straps attached to the base.

"This is silly," said Streek. "Do you even know how to put it on?"

"We'll work it out."

Bernie bent down and got hold of the band of Streeks' white panties and pulled them down. Streek stepped out of them and then Bernie ran her fingers along her groin, brushing at the prickly stubble where her pubic hair was growing back.

Streek quietly moaned as she felt sparks of pleasure as Bernie softly rubbed her pussy lips. Bernie grabbed the toy and pressed it against the soft skin on Streeks' groin. The soft base seemed to mould into her body. 

Streek let out a gasp as she felt it softly press around her clit. Once she was used to it, it felt nice. Bernie moved Streeks' hand to it, so that she held it there, and then she went about securing the straps around her hips and thighs.

The dildo jutted out in front of her. Streek looked down at it, it was a little bigger than her penis used to be. Its' bright pink colour made it look a little ridiculous.

Bernie got hold of the headband and put it over Streeks' head, brushing aside the white streak on her fringe. "Looks like we're good to go. Are you excited Streek?"

"I suppose."

"We just need to turn it on here." Bernie reached to the head band and thumbed the switch. "Do you feel anything?"

"No." 

Bernie reached down and grabbed the dildo. "YEEEEAAAGHHH!!!" Streek screamed out and jumped back. "FUCK!" She ripped the head band off and threw it to the ground.

"What's wrong?" said Bernie.

"It fuckin' hurt!" said Streek. "Fuck this!" She tried to take the toy off again. 

Bernie stopped her, "No wait, it's just not calibrated to your brain. We just need to turn the sensitivity down a bit." She picked the head band up and adjusted a dial on it. Then she put it back on Streeks' head.

Streek flinched as she went to grab the dildo again. Bernie got hold of the shaft. "Do you feel that?"

"Yeah, ...kinda."

Bernie adjusted the dial again, and then rubbed her hand along it. "Ooh, that's strange." said Streek. "...Yeah, I can feel that."

"What about this?" said Bernie. She got down onto her knees and looked up at Streek with a sly smile on her face. She took the fat head into her mouth and closed her lips around the shaft. She began sucking and stroking the shaft with her hand.

"hmmmmmmm." Streek hummed softly. It was like the dildo was part of her body, she could feel the wetness and the sucking sensation and the hand rubbing along the shaft.

Soon Bernie stopped and looked up at her. "So? How is it?" 

"It's not the same, ...don't stop though." Bernie smiled at her and then took the pink dildo in her mouth again. She stroked it and bobbed her head back and forth sucking. Streek enjoyed the pleasure transmitted into her mind from the headband. It was kind of like having a cock again.

Bernie stopped again and looked up at her. "Sit down on the bed Stud." Streek sat down and then Bernie got down in front of her again. She put her big boobs around the dildo and squeezed them together around it. "Do you like that?" 

"Ah, Yeah, that's good." Streek was enjoying the sight of Bernies' big tits wrapped around the pink dildo as much as the feeling. Bernie bobbed her head down and took the tip into her mouth again and continued sucking.

Bernies' blue eyes looked up at her, and Streek smiled down at her. After a little while, Bernie stood up and pulled her wet panties down. 

Streek got more exited looking at her bald pussy. She leant forward and grabbed her hips. Bernie let out an "Ooh" as she started moving her tongue along the wet slit. 

Streek pulled back again, "You're really wet." 

"Yeah, I am. Can we fuck now?"

Streek smiled up at her, "Oh yeah!"

"It's just ...this hymen regrowth thing really sucks!"

"Yeah, it does. You don't need to do it if you don't want to." said Streek. Bernie pushed her back onto the bed, then she got on top, straddling her. 

Bernie looked into her eyes again. "I do want to. I'll just do this at my own pace." She leant down and planted another kiss on Streeks' lips. 

Bernie pushed herself back up again. Streek looked at her large pale boobs and then moved her attention down to her bald, glistening pussy. The sight made her excited and her own pussy tingled and got wetter. 

Bernie moved back, so that she was over the pink dildo poking up from Streeks' groin. She got hold of it and slowly lowered herself down onto it. She bit her bottom lip as it entered her and pushed through her hymen. Streek moaned with the intense sensation of the tight pussy.

Bernie slowly came down so that the dildo was wedged up all the way inside her. She tilted her head back and breathed heavily. "Are you okay Bern?" asked Streek.

Bernie looked down at her and smiled, "Yeah, that was the hard part." Streek could feel the warmth, wetness and tightness around the dildo, and the sight of Bernies' naked curvaceous body on top of her was exciting.

Slowly Bernie started moving up and down, and the sensation Streek was getting from the cyber-neural strapon was fantastic. 

It was a strange feeling as she felt her pussy tingling wildly and the sensation of the artificial cock. She reached up and grabbed Bernies' big boobs and groped and squeezed them as Bernie rode on top of her.

Bernie was softly moaning as she pumped her hips up and down on the dildo. Her juices were running down the pink shaft. She had a smile on her face as she looked down at Streek.

After several minutes of riding the dildo, she got up off it, and it popped out of her hot, wet pussy. Her slit was all rosy and soaking wet, Streek just wanted to bury her face in it again. "Why should I do all the work? You get on top Streek." 

Streek nodded at her and got up off the bed. Bernie laid down on her back and spread her legs for her. She smiled a Streek invitingly. Streek moved on top of her and pushed the dildo back into her hot pussy.

Bernie moaned as Streek pumped her ass up and down. Streeks' large tits were bouncing around as she fucked her. She bent down and groped Bernies' boobs and sucked on her hard nipples. Streeks' pussy was dripping wet now, and she could feel the pleasure building.

Bernie reached up and groped Streeks' tits. She was moaning loudly as Streek pumped the dildo into her tight cunt. 

Streek was reaching her peak, she threw her head back and moaned as she climaxed. It was a female orgasm she was experiencing. Her pussy throbbed wildly and she felt the intense pleasure. She slumped down on top of Bernie, kissing her on the neck and lips, and Bernie lustily kissed her back.

"Don't you dare stop now!" said Bernie, "I'm getting close too." Streek smiled at her and lifted herself up and continued thrusting the dildo into her. Bernie threw her head back and moaned loudly. 

"Oh yeah, oh yeah, fuck me hard, that's so good!" She cried out in ecstasy as she climaxed. She was hot and flushed and breathing heavily. Streek bent down and kissed her again.

"Do you still hate surprises?" asked Bernie softly.

"This was a good surprise." said Streek. She pulled the dildo out from the soaking wet hole. "It's not like the real thing, but it's still great. I bet you want a go with it, eh?"

"Yeah, I might be a little curious."

Streek took it off again and helped strap it on to Bernies' body. "You don't have to take it Streek, I can just jerk it if you prefer."

"I'll give you a nice blowjob. That feels pretty damn good." Streek put the headband on Bernie and turned it on. She wrapped her hand around the dildo. "Do you feel that?"

"Yeah, I feel it, it is kinda weird." Streek got down and took it into her mouth. She started softly sucking and stroking the shaft. The dildo was warm and she could taste Bernies' juices on it.

"I might just adjust the sensitivity here." Bernie turned the dial and the let out a loud "Ooooh! ...Oh god! That's intense!" Streek stopped sucking and looked up at her. "Keep going!" said Bernie.

Streek wrapped her lips around the dildo again. She sucked it deep into her mouth and rubbed it with her tongue. She wrapped her lips tightly around the shaft as she moved her head back again.

Bernie moaned loudly as Streek sucked and stroked the dildo. She ran her fingers through Streeks' dark brown hair. Streek reached under the strapon and started rubbing at her warm, wet slit. 

Bernie moaned some more as a couple of fingers slipped inside her. Streeks' hand quickly became wet as she finger fucked the hot pussy. Streeks' own pussy continued to tingle wildly as her juices flowed. 

It didn't take long for Bernie to start reaching her peak. "Aaah Yeah! Take it you bitch!" cried out Bernie as her pussy throbbed wildly around Streeks' fingers and she was rocked by a powerful orgasm.

Streek removed the dildo from her mouth and gave Bernie a smile. Bernie grabbed her head and moved down and gave her a lusty kiss on the lips. Their hearts raced as their tongues rubbed against each other. 

Eventually Bernie pulled away and slumped back onto the bed, getting her breath back. Streek got up and laid on the bed next to her, she was also hot and flushed.

"I love this toy!" said Bernie. "What number was Kira in? Do you think she would like it if I gave her a late night visit with this thing? I think she would. She looks like a little fire-cracker, I bet she goes off with a bang!"

"Stay away from my students." said Streek, turning to her.

"Why? Do you want her all to yourself? Wanna give her a few private lessons, eh?" teased Bernie.

"I think it's you who needs to be taught a lesson!" Streek got on top of her and grabbed her. They started playfully wrestling on the bed, grappling at each other and rubbing their sweaty naked bodies against each other. The dildo poked at Streeks' ass, making her squeal.

Bernie rolled over and got on top of Streek, and was struggling to pin her down. "You're gunna lose again Cockroach!"

"Not this time!" Streek managed to reach up and turn the dial on the headband, and then grabbed the dildo at Bernies' groin. 

"Aaaaaagh!!" Bernie cried out and jumped back off of her and ripped the headband off. Streek quickly got on top of her and pinned her down. 

"Dirty fuckin' trick!" cried out Bernie.

"Payback!" said Streek, "I got you this time!" 

"Allright, Allright, get off me bitch!" Streek got off her and Bernie sat up and laughed. She began undoing the straps of the toy. "Put this on and fuck me again. Then I reckon we will both sleep well tonight."

Pretty soon Bernie was on her hands and knees on the bed. Streek was behind her holding onto her ass and ramming the strapon into her as her big boobs bounced about. Bernies' loud moans could be heard down the corridor of the Star Ship.

******

That night Streek was having a nightmare again. She wasn't in the Resolve this time, but in the confined space of the Apollo Creed. 

She was chained up and naked, male bodies were all around her, hurting her, and she couldn't stop it. Then she saw the rough, scarred mans' face, laughing at her. 

Streek woke with a start, she was covered in sweat. Captain Naeme, that was the man she saw. She tried not to think about it, but he was right here on the Space Station. 

Bernie was breathing heavily, she was naked and cuddling up right next to her. Streek got up out of bed, being careful not to wake her. She went to the ensuite and splashed some water in her face. She looked at herself in the mirror. This is fucked up, why can't I just get some sleep without going back there?

A notion got into her head, and she went back into the room and fumbled around, slipping on her jump-suit and boots in the dark. 

Streek left her quarters, it was around quarter past two in the morning and there was no one around. Streek made her way though the twisting and turning corridors of the Space Station.

Eventually she came to the place they were using as the detention centre. As she entered the ship, she saw a male guard around her age sitting at the desk behind a counter. 

She could hear lustful moaning and as she got closer she could see a holographic woman bouncing up and down, with her big tits flopping around. He was watching porn on his TAB, like Streek used to do a lot as a guy. 

The man became aware of her and quickly shut the porno off and looked at her red faced. 

"Uh ...hi there." he said. The young man was skinny with medium length brown hair and a goatee.

"Hi ...was that Rhonda Lords?"

"Uh, ...yeah, I was just passing the time y'know, long graveyard shift. um, ...can I help you?"

"I want to see one of the prisoners."

"What, now? in the middle of the night? ...wait, I know you."

"you do?"

"Mias' friend, from that party in the holo-shed. What was your name? Stripe or something?"

"Streek. Sorry I don't remember much from the party."

"Yeah Streek, you and your blonde friend got pretty wasted, so did I. I'm Jacko."

"So, can I go and see this prisoner Jacko?"

"What? Why?"

"I need to get some information for Doctor Arnott."

"You can review the Deep Brain Scans for that, they'll tell you all you need to know. We've got the files on the main system."

"No, I want to talk to him, I have history with him."

"Who? The Pirate?"

"Yes, the Pirate."

"It's gotta be cleared with General Bolton. I'm stuck with this lousy shift because I pissed off my Commanding Officer. I don't want to get into any more trouble."

"I don't think the General would appreciate being disturbed at this time of the night. I told you I'm doing this for Doctor Arnott."

"Can't it wait then, you really should be cleared."

"The Doctor is out on a mission, I need to do this now."

"I'm sorry Streek, we gotta do things by the book. I don't want to get in trouble again."

Streek sighed, then she leant forward, giving him a good view of her large boobs. She gave him a seductive smile. "Isn't there anything I can do to get you to change your mind?" she said to him.

"Uh ...what did you have in mind?" 

Streek moved around the desk to him, walking slowly and sexily. "Come here." 

Jacko stood up, smiling at her. When Streek got close she quickly slid around behind him and clamped her arm around his neck in a sleeper hold. Jacko cried out in surprise and struggled against her, but she held him securely.

"Shhh, go to sleep now. You've had a long shift, just close your eyes and go to sleep buddy." Soon Jacko stopped struggling and lapsed into unconsciousness. Streek propped him back into the chair and took his key cards.




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 07



Down the hall, Streek found the cells. They were simple rooms, walled in on three sides, with the fourth side covered in steel mesh with one inch square holes and a strong looking steel door with an electronic lock. 

The first cell Streek came across had a large man sleeping in the bed, she couldn't see his face but she knew that it was Naeme. She kicked at the mesh, making a racquet and the prisoner stirred. 

He slowly got up from the bed and blinked at her. He was pretty much like she remembered him; the distinct large scar on his face, short salt and pepper hair and square jaw. It looked like he hadn't shaved in a while and was growing a scruffy beard.

"I'm dreaming." he said with his gravelly voice. "The one where a big titted, young slut comes to my cell in the middle of the night. I like that one." 

He got out of bed and stood up. He was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts, his bare chest was hairy and he had several scars and tattoos on his chest and arms. One of the tattoos on his chest was a shark. 

He slowly walked over to Streek looking her up and down. "Did you find out where the only real man in this crappy station is? Come to get your cunt filled with Pirate cock eh?" 

Streek didn't say anything, she just stared at him intensely. The man from her nightmares. She wasn't afraid of him. 

"Come on then baby, I'm up for it. ...What's your name?"

"You don't remember me?" said Streek. 

Naeme looked her over again. "I'm not very good with faces. Why don't you show me your tits, maybe I'll remember them."

"No, I didn't have my tits when we met."

"Really? When exactly did we meet bitch?"

"Two years ago, in the Vico system, you remember attacking a shuttle there?"

"Yeah, I remember that. There was just a couple of faggots onboard. We gave them a good reaming and left, where do you come into it?"

"I was the First Mate, Ass-hole!"

"You? What, did you get a sex-change or something? Ha! I said you were a bitch, it's a big improvement. What? Did you come down here to reminisce? Did you miss getting dicked by ol' Captain Naeme eh?"

"I came to set you free Captain." said Streek holding up the Key card, she swiped it through the door and unlocked it. "You just need to get past me."

The door slid open, and Naeme stood there with a smile on his face looking at Streek in the doorway. He suddenly lunged forward and punched Streek hard in the jaw, breaking it. He grabbed her and slammed her up against the wall. 

"You heard that a girl brought me in, didn't you? So you thought you could take me on. Well, I was almost passed out drunk then. You've made a huge mistake you trannie bitch!" 

He slammed his fist hard into Streeks' guts, making her cry out in pain. He then grabbed at her tits with one hand while he held her there. "nice!" 

Streek brought her knee up and slammed it into his groin, he doubled over in pain and then she slammed her knee into his face. 

"Raaaagh" cried out Naeme, coming up with a hard right hook to her left eye. Streek shrugged off the blow and gave him a strong uppercut. 

Streek wasn't blocking or dodging, she just stood there trading blows with the big Pirate. It was a very ugly brawl. 

Streek let off a combination of punches to Naemes' head that sent him down to the ground. She got on top of him, and was slamming her fists into his face repeatedly.

"Hey! You! Get off the prisoner now!" Streek heard someone call out behind her. But she just kept on punching. She was whacked from behind and knocked off of the Pirate. 

A Resistance guard got on top of her, holding her down, she didn't fight him. Naeme was unconscious, his face was a bloody mess. Another guard examined him. 

"Is he dead?" asked the guard holding Streek down.

"No, but we need to get him to the infirmary now. Put her in a cell." 

Streek didn't resist as she was dragged into a nearby cell and locked in. "We'll send a doctor for you." said the guard. 

Streek would have told them not to bother, but she couldn't talk with her jaw broken. She sat on the bed and grabbed her jaw and tried setting it, it hurt like hell. 

Her face was all swollen and bleeding, she knew her Nanobots would fix her up soon. What the hell have I done? she thought as she sat there.

About twenty minutes later a woman came to her cell, she looked to be around forty, with shoulder length red hair. The guard let her in. Street sat there clutching her jaw. 

"I'm Doctor McFadden, is your jaw broken? You don't need to talk." 

Streek had trouble speaking, "Iss awright Doc, I'n a crone." 

Dr McFadden came up to her and examined her face. "You're a clone?, I heard we had a couple more in our ranks. I guess your Nano-mechanical Bio-regeneration will handle things eh?" 

She got a cloth from her bag and started wiping the blood from Streeks face. "You really did a number on that Pirate, he's in a coma. You know, we don't condone brutality toward prisoners. Why did you do it?"

"ee raped ne."

"What? just then?" said Dr. McFadden looking her over.

"No, defore."

"Well, we still don't condone brutality, no matter how much they deserve it. You're in a lot of trouble young lady."

"I know." 

Another fifteen minutes later, Streeks' jaw had fixed itself, and her face was almost back to normal. She laid down on the bed, trying to get some rest. 

She and Bernie were already on the wrong side of General Bolton, she wondered if he was going to leave her in that cell for a long time. 

Hours went by and Streek just laid there on the hard bed, she was in a dark mood, her life was not going how she wanted.

Streek was laying there when she heard Bernies' voice, "Streek!" She sat up and saw Bernie standing outside her cell. She looked tired and hung over. 

"Are you all right Streek? I woke up and you weren't there, and I looked everywhere, and then I heard some guards talking about someone almost beating a prisoner to death, and I knew it was you. Are you Okay?" 

Streek just nodded at her. 

"You should have told me you were gunna come and beat Captain Naeme up. I would have come with you. Did he beg for you to stop? Man, I wish I could have seen it at least." Bernie stood there looking at her with concern on her face. "Come on Streek, talk to me."

"What is there to say?"

"What set you off? Naeme has been here for a while now."

"I don't know, I had another bad dream, he was in it."

"Oh, ...I've been having bad dreams too. ...maybe ...maybe we should reconsider Doc Arnotts' mind wipe thing. y'know?"

"Those who can't remember the past are destined to make the same mistakes again."

"What do you mean by that? do you blame yourself for getting raped?"

"No Ben, I blame you!"

"...me?"

"You set the coarse through Pirate territory, without telling me. I would have told you how stupid it was, you ended up getting us both raped."

"I know, ...I've always felt really bad about that. I told you I was sorry."

"But you didn't learn. You brought the Alien Cloning Pod aboard the Lang without me knowing. And look what happened then."

"It was your idea to make a girl clone."

"But none of it would have happened if you didn't buy the fuckin' Pod. Then on Antares, I said we couldn't trust Raff the Rat, you didn't fuckin' listen to me."

"I did listen to you, I just ...I thought we could handle it."

"And then on New Heidi, I told you we shouldn't have helped your Sire break into the Impound Facility, but I ended up getting raped again."

"I'm sorry Streek, I didn't know things would turn out that way."

"Every time I got raped, it was because of you!" 

Bernie was looking down at the floor, there was a dark expression on her face.

"Come on Ben, what do you have to say to that?!" said Streek angrily. 

Tears were rolling down Bernies' face, "...sorry!" she sobbed and then she ran off, out of Streeks' sight.

"Ah, Shit!" said Streek, flopping back onto the bed again.

The hours crept by as Streek laid there in the cell. Eventually a guard came in with her lunch, a tall, brown haired man in his thirties.

"Please, can you contact my friend Bernie Anders for me, tell her I'm sorry and I need to see her."

"You want me to do favours for you clone? You attacked one the guards, and you made us all look bad. We're supposed to stop shit like that from happening."

"Jacko, he's alright isn't he, tell him I'm sorry."

"Look, I've wanted to beat the crap out of Naeme plenty of times, but there's rules we gotta follow here."

"I had a score to settle with him."

"Yeah, well I'm not your errand boy, your friend will just have to come and see you when she's ready."

Streek left her lunch, she didn't have much of an appetite. She was miserable. A couple of hours later she had another visitor. A guard unlocked her door and General Bolton entered the cell. Streek stood up and faced him "General." 

"Anders is gone." said General Bolton.

"What do you mean gone?"

"She stole one of our small Fighters with Hyper-warp capabilities and left the Cluster."

"Oh Shit!"

"I don't care what the Doctor says, I'm starting to think you two clones are more trouble than your worth. Here's your TAB, Anders left a message on it for you." 

He handed Streek the TAB, and she opened up the message straight away.

Bernies' holographic head appeared above it, she looked sad. "Streek, I really am sorry. You're right, it's all my fault. That's why I gotta try and set things right. I'm not coming back until I have the Cloning Pod, and you can become a man again. Don't come after me. You're right, you're not safe with me. If I don't make it, I'm sorry I failed you, and I just want you to know that I've always considered myself lucky to have you as a friend. Tell General Bolton I'm sorry too, I'm just borrowing the craft for a while. Take care of yourself Streek."

"Fuck!" said Streek.

"Fuck indeed," said the General. "She had better not get in the way of Doctor Arnotts' operation. I've ordered all operatives to take her into custody if they see her."

"I'll go and find her for you."

"No way. You're more likely to join her foolish quest, than bring her in."

"I gotta do something, it's my fault she's gone."

"I said no. You still don't have my permission to leave this base. There's still the matter of what you did last night. We're not the Federation McKenzie, we don't mistreat our prisoners."

"I know, I'm sorry General, it's just..."

"You and the Pirate have history, I know. And you've been going through a lot lately. Sergeant Takoshi tells me you've been doing well with the recruits. You're free to leave the cell now McKenzie, and I'm ordering you to see a councillor. You will be watched very closely. Don't cause me any more trouble, or you'll be kicked out on your own, with your memory wiped clean."

"But I need to go after Bernie, she can't take on the Pirates on her own."

"She made her choice. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go and see my children."

"Mia and Zac are back?" General Bolton nodded and left the cell. Streek stood there for a moment and then left the cell as well.

The guards watched her coldly as she left the detention area. Streek made her way to where the Angelina was docked. 

She tried to get Bernie on her TAB but had no luck. Streek just waited around outside the Angelina. She replayed Bernies' message a few times. 

What have I done?! I'm so fuckin' stupid. I wasn't right, it's not all your fault Bernie, I need to find you and tell you that. 

Eventually the docking doors opened and Mia and Zac walked out. Mia was just as beautiful as she remembered, with her fiery red hair and tight, toned body. Streek walked up to them. 

"Streek!" said Mia stopping. "A lot has happened eh?" 

Streek nodded, "Hi Mia, ...Zac." 

Mia stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Streek, hugging her. "You were captured by the Feds, are you alright?"

"Yeah, thanks to the Doc. ...Bernie is gone."

"I know." said Mia looking into her eyes, she had the most beautiful, intense green eyes.

"She took the Hornet," said Zac. "I was working on that."

"I need to ask you two a huge favour."

"You want us to take you out there after her," said Mia. Streek nodded. "...My father won't like that idea."

"Please, I don't care what the General thinks, I can't just stay here while she's out there in danger."

"I can try to talk Dad around, but I want to do it, one way or another. What do you say Zac?"

"I want to go and get the Hornet back, and ...I was kinda looking forward to seeing Bernie again. Let's go find her."

"The Van Halen will take another couple of hours to recharge, get ready to leave Streek."

"I'm ready. Thank you!, thank you!, thank you!" said Streek, giving Mia another tight hug.

"Hey, what are friends for?"

A couple of hours later Streek sat in the cockpit of the Van Halen with Mia and Zac. Zac was in the Pilots' seat. 

"The General seemed determined to keep me grounded. How did you talk him around?" asked Streek.

"Oh, I have a way with him," said Mia. "I got the impression he wanted us back out there again, the Cloning Pod is kind of a big deal. I just told him we're not going out there without Streek."

"Thanks, I appreciate it."

"Just remember that I'm your Commanding Officer out there. You're my responsibility. So don't fuck up, and don't die. That's an order!"

"I'll do my best. What's your rank?"

"Captain." Mia said matter of factly.

"I thought Zac was the Captain of this ship."

"We have a kind of co-captaincy, it doesn't always go smoothly."

"So what do you do when you have a difference of opinion?"

"We've got a system in place to resolve that." said Zac.

"It's called Paper, Rock, Scissors." said Mia smiling.

Zac spoke into the comm, "Van Halen to Control. Requesting clearance for departure." 

"Control here. Clearance granted Van Halen. Leaving already Zac? You just got back."

"Yeah, no rest for the wicked Rolley. I'll give you a game of pool when we get back again."

"You're on. Good luck out there Van Halen. Control out." 

The long, curved star-ship lifted from the platform in the huge docking bay and then zoomed out through the atmospheric shield, and flew out amongst the blazing stars.

... 



Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 08



Chapter 8 - Roads to Keyser


The Van Halen cruised through hyper-space. On board Mia poured Streek a Dark Rum in the common room. "So, ...aboard the Fed Cruiser, how bad was it?" asked Mia.

"Bad enough, could have been a lot worse though. They beat and raped me pretty badly. But I'm a clone, I bounce back" 

Mia nodded sympathetically, "Fuckin' Blue-coat bastards!, I'd kill every last one of them if I could. You and Bernie still fought your way out of there though?"

"Yeah, we spilled a lot of Fed blood on our way out."

"Glad to hear it. So, you're not a kill virgin any more." said Mia as she took a mouthful of her own drink. "I heard you gave Naeme an even worse beating then I did."

"I ...I kinda had a score to settle with him, it was personal."

"Yeah, he and his Pirate crew raped you and Bernie when you were traders, you told me."

"I did?, I can't remember. Technically it happened to our Sires, but it's like it happened to me. Did I um, ...tell you anything else about our Sires?"

"You just told me they were small time traders from Darion. And that they were once Bull Ants, ha!, I always pictured Bull Ants as dirty, scruffy old men."

"Oh, that's all?"

"Why, you got some deep, dark secret about them?"

"No, they're pretty boring actually, Bernie was in the Federation Academy for a year."

"So? A lot of the Resistance members are former Feds." 

Streek took another drink of her Rum, she didn't know why she didn't just tell Mia she was really a guy, she was going to find out sooner or later, Doctor Arnott and General Bolton knew.

"So what's the plan?" asked Streek.

"When we drop out of hyper-warp again, I'll try and contact the Doctor. He might have some intel for us. Bernie might have even made contact with him. We're heading for Verona, Keyser City, you heard of it?"

"Of course, lots of crime holo-films are set there. 'Unusual Suspect' is my favourite."

"Mine's 'Difficult Target'." said Zac, coming into the room.

"That wasn't set in Keyser City."

"Part of it was, where McDuggits' partner gets killed."

"You two are getting a bit off topic." said Mia. "Verona's one of the few inhabited worlds that's not ruled by the Federation. It's out in unprotected space. So it draws scum-bags like flies to shit. The newly reformed Pirate Alliance has claimed the Planet. And the Pirate Alliance is being ruled over by some guy named Skylar."

"...Intel says he's established a base of operations in Keyser City, a big Fortress in the harbour. I'd bet my black belts, that's where the Cloning Pod is."

"So, Bernie will be heading to Keyser as well." said Streek.

"If we go after the Cloning Pod, we're likely to run into her. We'll see what Grandpa has to tell us, and then we'll plan our next move, but for now we're off to Verona."


********


Far away, on the jungle moon of Reldor, Bernie made her way through the thick vegetation. It was night time and the jungle was dark and scary. 

She could hear the constant beating of drums nearby and headed toward the sound. A mosquito buzzed around her ear and she swatted at it. She kept going on, sometimes stumbling over roots and sometimes scaring off small animals as she clambered through the dark jungle. 

She had already been bitten by a snake, but she assumed her nanobots took care of the venom. She could see the glowing light through the trees and the drum-beat was getting louder. 

She finally came out into a clearing, where there was a large structure in the middle. It had four meter high, thatched walls that went around in a large circle, like one large, roofless hut. She could see the glowing of the fire and the embers rising up into the night sky. She could hear the drum beat coming from within.

Bernie walked around to the entrance. There were two men guarding it. They were tanned, with dark hair and were wearing animal skins and crude looking bracelets and necklaces. Tribals; men and women who have lived here for generations, forsaking modern technology and living a life of hunting and gathering, and dancing around fires. 

They raised their spears as Bernie approached. They jabbered away in their strange language as they pointed the sharp spear-heads at her face. She pushed them away. "Let me in there." She held her hands out, showing that she was unarmed, she was just wearing a brown jump-suit. Her large breasts were straining against the fabric.

"Harab tohk nee var harka." said one of the Tribal guards. He poked the spear-head at her neck, nicking it and making a drop of blood run down.

"Ow, hey!" said Bernie. She grabbed the spear and slammed her boot down, breaking several bones in his foot. She ducked down as he cried out and the other guard thrust his spear at her head.

She took the spear and quickly spun it around, whacking the legs of one guard and then the other, making them drop. She quickly kicked one man in the head and slammed the spear into the head of the other. She dropped the spear and then stepped over the unconscious men and entered the structure.

Inside, huts were lined around the outer wall and there was a large space cleared in the centre and there was open sky above them. In the centre was a large bonfire, which several half naked men and women were dancing around.

At the far end, she could see a large, carved, wooden chair with a man seated in it. He was wearing a large, demonic looking mask. He had to be the chief.

Further on, she could see several naked white men, they were bent over and tied to wooden frames. Tribal men were behind some of them, making them cry out as they fucked them from behind. They were Ben Anders, all six of them.

Calls of alarm went out as she approached the chief. The drumming stopped and several Tribals came up and were pointing their spears at her, jabbering in their strange language. 

Bernie just kept walking on. As she got close one of the Bens looked up at her wide eyed, "Girl-Ben? What are you doing here?"

"Drakk! Streek was right." said Bernie looking at the tied up men. "We have a knack for getting our crew into trouble."

"What are you doing Bernie? It's dangerous here." Tribals gathered around her, pointing their spears at her. 

"Jahabu na tok, gatta nee jah hakarka." said the chief.

"Do you speak basic? These are my people. Let them go and we'll be gone." Bernie said loudly and slowly.

"They only speak jungle." said Ben. "Bernie you gotta run, they can't be negotiated with."

"Maybe they'll understand this." She pointed at the Bens. "Let them go!" she said loudly, "...Or you'll be sorry!" she smacked her fist into her palm. 

The Chief said something and two Tribals came forward to grab her. Bernie gave a fast roundhouse kick, knocking them both away. A spear thrust out at her and she swiftly dodged the point and grabbed it. She thrust the spear back at the attacker, poking him in the chest making him let go, she then spun the spear around, knocking several other tribals back. 

"Bernie, watch out, they practice a martial art style called Jaht-Ken, Wild Fist."

"Jaht-Ken? I know that one." Another spear came at her and she deflected it, then leapt forward with a kick to the Tribals' face. 

Several other Tribals were attacking her at once, Bernie was moving about gracefully, blocking and dodging. She was kicking and whacking them with the spear, but wasn't killing them.

"Bernie! Bowmen!" Bernie saw the men come out with their bows and arrows, lining her up. She Cartwheeled backwards as they fired at her, several arrows shot past her, some of them hitting other Tribals, making them cry out in pain. 

She rushed forward as they were redrawing and spun her spear around, knocking each of them to the ground. A powerful kick came at her, and she quickly moved her spear to block it, but the kick went straight though the wooden spear, breaking it, and knocked her back onto the ground. 

Bernie got up again, it was the big Chief standing in front of her. "Rahor mater Jaht!" he said getting in a Jaht-Ken stance, squatting low with one arm out in front of him.

"Same to you buddy!" said Bernie, also getting into a Jaht-Ken stance. 

"Bernie, be careful, their Chief is always their strongest fighter." called out one of the Bens. The other Tribals stopped coming at her and watched the two of them facing off.

The big Chief suddenly rolled at her, Bernie jumped up into the air, her feet came down hard, almost on top of him, but he rolled away. He swiped at her, barely missing her as she did a back flip. 

They continued fighting each other using Jaht-Ken, it was a fighting style based on the movement of wild animals, and had a lot of rolling and jumping around and frenzied attacks. 

The Chief was a very challenging opponent. Bernie considered using other fighting styles on him. The Chief managed to get in close and swiped at her face. His long nails cut through her skin and her face was bleeding. 

Bernie rolled forward at him and gave a double legged kick that knocked him back. When he came at her again with frenzied swipes, she managed to spin around behind him and jumped on his back, clinging to him as her arm wrapped around his throat. 

The Chief spun around, trying to get her off him. He threw himself back onto the ground. Bernie was winded as his weight slammed her whole body into the ground, but she didn't loosen her grip. 

He managed to roll over and get up again as Bernie clung to him. He moved over to a wall and slammed into it. They both fell through the thatched wall and onto the floor on the other side. he struggled to get back up, but slowed down as he started running out of oxygen, and then he dropped unconscious.

Bernie was hurting all over, she got up and came out through the hole in the wall again. She raised her fists, ready to fight some more. The other Tribals didn't come at her, instead they dropped their weapons and kneeled on the ground, facing her. 

"Yeah, you give up now, do you?" said Bernie.

"They follow strength." said one of the Bens. "You defeated their Chief in single combat, now you're their new chief."

"I'm the Chief?" said Bernie, lowering her fists and looking around. "Okay then, untie my people." The Tribals just looked at her. She pointed at the Bens that were tied up, "Let them go!" They seemed to understand and moved over to the Bens and started untying them. 

"Get them their clothes and weapons." she said. She pulled at her brown jump-suit, "Clothes!" Then she made a gun gesture with her hand, "Weapons!"

"You're not even armed?" said one of the Bens.

"I was hoping to do this peacefully."

The Bens were freed and got themselves dressed and armed again, they came up to Bernie. "How the hell did you do that?, you're like Rocky Balboa or something!"

"How did you find us?"

"Why did you save us?"

"I have a question." said Bernie. "...Which one of you is the Captain?" 

They were silent for a moment and then one of them stepped forward. "I'm the Captain, the original Ben Anders. Look, I'm sorry I left you behind in Rodfern, you would have done the same thing in my position."

"I guess I can't argue with that, can I? I'm not so angry that you left me behind, but Streek went through hell because of you."

"I never meant for anything bad to happen to you."

"No, you never do, do you? Yet shit always happens." Bernie looked around, all the Tribals seemed to be watching them questioningly.

"We're on Reldor now Captain. Tribal rules apply. I challenge you to single combat, for the Captaincy of the Clubber Lang."

"What? ...You're mad! No fuckin' way! The others won't accept you as Captain."

"You sure about that?" said one of the Ben clones. "You got us into this mess and she got us out of it."

"Yeah!" agreed another Ben. "Maybe we should be like the Tribals and follow strength!"

"Accept her challenge Captain!" said another.

"I'm Ben Anders!" said Ben, starting to look shaken. "...I created you all. You wouldn't exist without me!"

"So fuckin' what?!" said another. "Fight her!"

"No, I'm not going to fight!"

"Too bad for you." said Bernie. She stepped forward and gave a powerful right hook to his head, knocking him down to the ground. 

"Aaaaaagh!!" Ben cried out, lying on the ground clutching his head. 

Bernie stood over him, "Stay down! ...You've been relieved of command Captain Anders."

One of the Ben clones looked into her eyes, he gave a salute, "Captain." he said. The other all did the same.

Bernie looked around to the Tribals, "Sorry, I can't be your chief. I'm on a mission." She looked down at Ben on the ground and then turned her back on him, "Come on, let's go." she said to her fellow clones. 

Ben got up off of the ground and pulled out his hand gun. "You're all a bunch of fuckin' traitors!" he said pointing his gun at Bernie. "I won't let you take my ship!" 

Bernie turned to face him, her hands clenched into fists. "You don't want to throw down with me Anders. You don't regenerate like we do."

"You won't come back from a bullet in the brain. I'll kill you before I let you take the Lang. You know that, don't you?" 

She looked into his eyes, "Yeah, I do." The other Ben clones had their weapons drawn and pointed at Ben Anders. Bernie and Ben stood there, facing off.

Suddenly a rock flew over and knocked to gun from Bens' hand. The Tribals were suddenly all over him, bashing him. "Stop!!" cried out Bernie. "Don't hurt him!" 

The Tribals stopped and held him there, they were looking at Bernie. "What's their word for exile?" asked Bernie. 

One of the Bens got his TAB out and prodded at it. "Tahool, Captain."

"Tahool!" Bernie said to the Tribals. 

One of the tribesmen nodded, "Tahool."

"And what's the word for goodbye?"

"Kahli."

"Kahli." Bernie said to Ben and the Tribals, and turned around again and started walking off. 

"Fuckin'Bitch! Our paths will cross again." said Ben Anders. "...We're heading toward the same destiny."

"Let's get back to the Clubber Lang." Bernie said to the other Ben clones. "Who wants to fly the super-advanced fighter craft?" Five hands went up. "We'll sort it out."


********


Streek walked into the cockpit of the Van Halen. Mia and Zac were sitting in there. There was a star field on the view screen. Mia turned to her, "We're in the Lecras system now. One jump away from Verona and Keyser City. ETA six and a half hours."

"Have you managed to contact the Doc?"

"No"

"Should we be worried?"

"Not yet, the Avatari is incommunicado when it's in full stealth mode, and of coarse, when it's in hyper-warp. I'll just keep trying. I've been monitoring Veronas' ultra-net, it seems they're holding celebrations at Skylar Fortress."

"Celebrating their newest purchase, no doubt."

"Yeah, they're advertising for dancers, it could be our way in."

"dancers? us?"

"Sure, once we're in, we can find out where they're keeping the Cloning Pod. Perhaps gather some intel on Skylar too."

"And I'll support you from outside." said Zac. "Back you up if anything goes wrong."

"But I'm not a dancer." said Streek.

"If you're good at martial arts then you're good at dancing. It's the same principals, the minds mastery over the body, graceful movement, learned routines. I've got six hours to teach you some dance routines."

"Shit! I don't know about this."

"That's okay. I guess I could go in there by myself."

"The hell you will!" said Streek. 

Mia smiled at her, "Glad to hear it."

"Sit down Streek, we're jumping in ten seconds." said Zac. She sat down and then a moment later she felt the surge and the view screen went black. "We're away, next stop; Verona." 

"Come on Streek, lets go and practice in the cargo bay." said Mia.

"Can I watch?" asked Zac.

"No!"

When they got to the cargo bay they stripped down to their underwear. "Is this really necessary?" asked Streek.

"Dancers wear skimpy costumes, get used to it." 

Mia started stretching. Streek admired her nice body as she bent down, then she started stretching too. "I've never danced in my life."

"Didn't you want to be a dancer as a little girl?"

"I was never a little girl."

"Oh right, ...clone. I wanted to be a dancer when I was little. One of my earliest memories was my Mum coming taking me to a dance recital. Then the war started, and Mum and Dad were always away on missions, there was no more time for dance recitals."

"...One day Dad came into my room and told me that Mum had been captured by the Federation. I was too young to fully understand what it meant, I just wanted my Mum back. I didn't want to be a dancer any more, I wanted to be a fighter, to get strong so I could go and save Mum. I was just a kid, I didn't know any better." 

"...Then the day came when Dad told me and Zac that she was dead. I just threw myself into martial arts training and I guess I never really got over it. I still dance sometimes, when I'm alone. It kinda makes me feel closer to Mum, you know."

"I saw a picture of your Mum, she was very pretty."

"Yeah, she was beautiful. I'll never forgive the Federation for taking her from me. Well ...I've told you a deep, dark secret about me, now it's your turn."

"Um ...I dunno ...I ...I like girls."

"Yeah, I kinda guessed that about you. Are you and Blondie ...you know, ...an item."

"Bernie? ...She's my best friend. At least I hope she still is, we didn't really part on good terms."

"Yeah, I gathered that. Do you know that she and Zac had sex?"

"Yeah, she told me."

"Can't say much for her taste. Zac seems smitten though. Anyway, let's get started, just follow my actions."

"If we were on the Avatari I could just get it all loaded into my brain."

"Yeah, well, we don't have a mind-writer, so you'll just have to pay attention. Just think of it as Kung-Fu, without the hitting."

The two of them practiced dancing in the cargo bay for hours, and Streek started to get the hang of it. She enjoyed spending the time with Mia, even if she wasn't the most patient instructor.


********


The Hornet buzzed around the much larger Star Ship in space, stinging it with its powerful quad lasers and drawing a lot of fire in return. 

The small fighter was white and triangular with two triangular wings sticking out either side, large laser cannons were mounted on each wing and two more were mounted on the front of the craft. Wide, green laser blasts lanced out of all four barrels simultaneously. 

The other ship, the 'Ace of Clubs', was around twice the size of the Clubber Lang. It was long and dark grey, it had several guns mounted to it, including a laser turret that pelted the small fighter as it swiftly flew around the craft. 

Large missiles were also launched at the fighter and exploded on its shields but the small craft continued unscathed.

"How are those shields holding up Ben-Two?" asked Bernie over the comm.

"Just fine Captain, this craft is fuckin' amazing. It's drawn a shit-load of fire and the shields are still around ninety percent. Can I divert more power to the lasers now?"

"Okay, just keep your distance from the ship, I don't want you slamming into it. and don't get carried away, we're aiming to disable them remember."

"Aye Captain Balboa."

It was a nickname the Ben clones had taken to calling her. Bernie was in the Captains Chair of the Clubber Lang, it felt good to be sitting there again. Two other Bens were in the cockpit with her, the other two were stationed in the engine room.

"I think the Hornet has their attention. I'm taking the Lang closer, you can fire when we're in range."

"Aye Captain." said Ben Four next to her.

"Ben-Two, we're getting in on the action, watch for us."

"Roger that. Better hurry, or there won't be any action left for you."

"Lucky bastard!" said Ben-Four. "Where did you get that fighter anyway?"




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"I'm just borrowing it from a friend. We're coming into range." 

The Clubber Lang came up on the ship and started firing its' balls of blue plasma, weakening the ships' shields further. Some of the laser cannons shot at the Lang, but the large laser turret still blasted away at the swooping Hornet.

"Whoo, this is fun!" said Ben-Two as he made another pass, firing on the ships' shields.

"Their shields are getting very low Captain. Ours are at eighty two percent." said Ben-Five.

"Ben-Two, reduce power to your lasers, target their turret first."

"Aye Captain. Ready to do some real damage."

"Their shields are at three percent, ...two, ...one, ...they're down!" said Ben-Five.

"Target their weapon systems, Fire!" said Bernie. 

The Clubber Lang and the Hornet fired on the ship again, this time they smashed the ship itself, causing great damage. The large laser turret exploded as the Hornet made another pass and hit it with a volley of green laser blasts. 

The Clubber Lang took out the other laser cannons, one after another. "Now target their engines," said Bernie. The thrusters at the rear of the ship were destroyed and the ship was dead in space.

"We've got a hail Captain. He wants to talk to you."

"I suspect he would. Open it." 

The face of a middle-aged Asian man appeared on the screen. "Whoever you are, you've made a huge mistake attacking me. Skylar will have your heads. If I were you, I'd turn tail and run and never stop. You're fucked! You hear me?!"

"Mr. Chong I presume? I'm Captain Bernadette Anders of the Clubber Lang."

"Are you a Pirate Bitch? you should know I'm a close associate of Skylar. You'll pay dearly for this!"

"No, I'm not a Pirate. I understand you bought a very special item recently from my ...brother. I want you to tell me where it is."

"Anders. I thought I recognised the name. Look, I bought that item fair and square. It's not my fault your brother didn't charge me its full value. As I understand it, he was desperate to get rid of it. The Feds were coming after him hard."

"I don't care about that. I just want to know where it is."

"I sold it to the Pirate Alliance you dumb Bitch!"

"Be more specific. Where is it being held?"

"How the hell would I know?"

"You're a smart business-man, I bet you make it your business to know these things. Now tell me what I want to know or we'll blast you to the next system."

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I really don't know. Say, that's an impressive fighter you got there. We hit it with everything we had. What the hell kind of shields does it have? If you can get me the plans for it, I can make you very, very rich Captain Anders. I'm the man to go to when dealing with Alien Tech. I can put this little incident behind us and we can be business partners. What do you say?"

"I say you have ten seconds before we turn you and your ship to dust."

"Look, I told you..."

"Ten, ...nine, ...eight..."

"You think I'm scared bitch?"

"five, ...four, ...three..."

"Okay, Okay, Fuck you! I'll transfer a file over to you with the details of the Pods' location. But if you're thinking of going there after it, you're fucked. You'll be blasted before you get close. Even with that fancy little fighter you got."

"We've got the file Captain." said Ben-Four. "It appears to be legit. There was a virus with it, but we fragged it, no problem."

"There, you've got what you want. Now go off and get sent straight to hell, you fuckin' Slut!"

"Thank you Mr. Chong, but we're not done yet. I heard you killed a couple of Resistance Operatives. ...You shouldn't have done that!" She closed the channel and then took a deep breath. "Resume firing on the ship. Destroy it!"

"Aye Captain." said Ben-Four.

"Aye Captain." said Ben-Two over the comm. The Hornet came around and let off a barrage of powerful laser blasts. The Clubber Lang shot a volley of plasma shots at the ship. 

The large ship was engulfed in a huge explosion and debris scattered everywhere. "Any sign of an escape pod?" asked Bernie.

"Negative Captain."

"Ben-Two how are you doing there?"

"Peachy Captain. That was fun, can we do that again?"

"Watch out for debris, and stand by. I'm setting a coarse for Verona."


********


Streek, Mia and Zac walked through the streets of Keyser City. They had been shopping and bought some skimpy dancing costumes that they were wearing under their jump-suits. Mia and Streek also had their hair braided. 

Streek had never really enjoyed shopping before, but it was a lot of fun with Mia, even in this dingy, Pirate infested City.

"So, is Keyser City like you imagined it would be Streek?" asked Mia.

"Pretty much, it's kinda trashy. It's sorta like the Undercity, but on the surface."

"There's richer suburbs, home of the more successful criminals. But the whole place stinks of Pirates."

They heard a couple of gun-shots off in the distance. Zac was eating some meat skewered on a stick, "You sure you girls don't want some, this is tasty."

"Do you even know what kind of meat that is?" said Mia.

"Sure, it's lamb, ...I think."

"It's probably rat, there's plenty of them about." Zac looked at the meat and then shrugged and took another bite.

"Is the Van Halen going to be all right?" asked Streek.

"Yeah, we paid the Dock-Master enough to ensure he takes good care of it." said Mia.

"I've integrated some pretty good automated defences into it anyway." said Zac. "If anyone messes with her, they'll wish they hadn't." 

They walked on for a bit. The neighbourhoods were rough and run-down. A young boy, walking in the opposite direction bumped into Mia. "Sorry." he said as he pushed past. 

Mia grabbed hold of him by the back of his jacket before he got out of reach. "Hey, What are you doing? Let go of me lady!" He looked to be around seven or eight and had dark, medium length hair.

Mia held her hand out to him. "What? What do you want? Fuck off! Leave me alone!" Mia sighed and then reached into her pocket and pulled out a couple of twenty dollar credit slips.

"Do you have a TAB I can buy off you?" she asked. The boy looked at her warily, and then snatched the slips. He slowly pulled Mias' TAB from his pocket and handed it back to her. "You should be in school." said Mia. She let him go and he scampered off. 

"Why did you give him the slips?" asked Streek.

"He'll probably get a beating if he returns to his guardian empty handed. That's the way it is around here."

Mia looked at her TAB and pointed across the street at a four storey office building. "That's the place." 

"I'll be close by if you need me." said Zac. "Good luck in there girls." Mia nodded and then entered the building, Streek followed close behind. 

There was a fat, middle-aged woman sitting behind a desk when they entered, she didn't seem to pay them much attention. Mia and Streek approached her "We're here for the audition," said Mia. "We're dancers." 

The woman looked up at her and then nodded to a door, "Go on through luv." 

They moved toward the door, "You nervous Streek?"

"Yeah, can you tell?"

"You'll be fine, just do it like we practiced, and let me do the talking."

They went through the door. There was a large, open room behind it with a desk in the middle and a couple of men sitting behind it talking to each other, they stopped talking and looked at the girls.

"Who are you?" asked a rough looking, fat, balding man.

"I'm Julie Winfield and this is Veronica Vega, we're here to audition."

"Dressed like that?"

"Give us a second." Mia and Streek both unzipped their jump-suits and stepped out of them, leaving their guns and TABs in with the clothing. 

Their costumes consisted of flashy golden braziers and golden arm bands and a golden  G-string with red silk cloth coming down at the front. They showed a lot of skin. The men whistled in appreciation. 

Streek could feel their eyes leering over her half naked body. "The brunette has a nice set of tits, and the red-head is really fit." he said to the other man. 

"Come here in front of us so we can get a good look at you. I'm Romm and this is Marty. Where are you girls from?"

"New Heidi, but we travel around a lot." said Mia, coming forward. 

When they were standing in front of them Marty said "All right, stand still for us now."  He pointed a black device at them and lines of light swept through them as they were scanned.

"What is that for?" asked Streek.

"Just a precaution." said the man. Streek got worried that they would be able to see that she was a clone, but the men didn't seem surprised by the scan.

"Okay, let's see you dance then," said Romm. "Any particular music you want?"

"Just any dance music will do." said Mia. Romm pressed at his TAB and some crappy electronic dance music started up. 

The girls started their dance routine, Streek was watching Mia and was a little stiff at first but she soon eased into it. Mia was a good teacher and the routine they developed wasn't too showy or difficult. 

Pretty soon they had finished. Romm stood up from his chair and gave a half-hearted clap. "Pretty hot." he said, as he walked around to them. "Those are some nice tits." He moved his hands toward Streeks' chest. 

"Hey!" she said, stepping back away from him. 

"Look, but don't touch!" snapped Mia. 

Romm gave them a lop-sided smile. "This gig is for a very important person. I'm sure you're aware how well it pays. I got scores of bitches just like you, lining up for this gig. I wanna know how much you want it." 

Both girls were quiet, Mia gave him an intense stare. "Which one of you is better at sucking cock?" asked Romm, rubbing his groin.

"Fuck off!" said Mia angrily. "We're dancers, not whores!"

"All women are whores, some are just more difficult about it!" 

"Come on Veronica, we're out of here. Thanks for wasting our time Ass-hole." They went over and started pulling on their jump-suits again. 

"Heh, you can't blame a guy for trying," said Romm. "Truth is, you girls seem a lot more classy then some of the slutty trash we've been gettin'. You got the job, see my wife out there for the details. And just so you know, you get five times as much if you decide to do a little whoring, not bad for a nights work eh? Think about it." 

Mia looked at Streek and smiled, they were in.


********


The Clubber Lang dropped out of hyper-warp into the Verona system. Seconds later the Hornet appeared as well.

"Now I see the down side to volunteering to fly this thing." said Ben-Two over the comm. "It's pretty damn cramped for long space travel, and I don't care much for the toilet facilities." 

"You gotta take the bad with the good." said Bernie. "Stay in formation as we head to the planet."

"Aye Captain Balboa."

They started heading toward the planet Verona. Soon Ben-Two came over the comm again. "Captain, I'm picking up something on long-range radar."

"So am I," said Ben-Five next to her in the cock-pit, "Five ...no six space-craft on an intercept coarse."

"Shit! What brought them on to us so fast?" said Bernie.

"Oh shit! It's a virus!" said Ben-Four behind her. "Chong sent over two of them, one we were supposed to find, the other was way more sophisticated and fuckin' good at staying hidden. It's been broadcasting our location and announcing us as enemies."

"That sneaky Bastard!" said Bernie. "I should have been more careful, Fuck! We don't have time to make another jump. Go to red alert, full power to shields. Continue heading toward the planet, full speed."

"That takes us toward them."

"Yeah, but making it to the planet is our best hope."

"I can go ahead of you Captain, try to draw them away." said Ben-Two.

"No, stay with us. Be ready to engage them."

They continued speeding ahead toward the Planet. Bernie watched as the ships approached on the radar, they were three medium-sized gun-ships and three modified Federation Dart fighters. They lacked any Identifiers, they had to be Pirates.

"We're coming into range." said Ben-Four.

"Target the Darts and fire at will." ordered Bernie. Laser fire started lancing through space toward them and Bernie moved the Lang about, flying evasively. 

Plasma and Laser fire returned from the Clubber Lang and Hornet. The ships got larger and larger on the view screen, and bright lines of laser-fire filled the screen, a lot of it being absorbed by the ships' shields.

"Shields below seventy percent." Their laser fire was concentrated on one of the Darts and it exploded as the ships zoomed past each other. 

"That's one down." said Bernie.

"Our shields are at sixty-four percent Captain. The Pirates are coming about and are in pursuit."

"Of coarse they fuckin' are. Ben-Two, split off from us and see if any of them follow you. If not, get behind them and give them hell."

"Aye, Captain."

The Hornet flew away from the Clubber Lang and then the two remaining Darts went after it. The three Pirate Gun-ships continued going after the Lang. They were fast, and soon they were in range and started firing on her again. 

Bernie started flying evasively again, but lasers were slowly wearing the shields down. 

The Planet Verona was looming ahead of them, it grew larger and larger until it filled the view screen. "We're entering the atmosphere, shields at thirty-two percent."

"Drakk, were in big trouble here. Our best bet is to try and make it to the surface." 

The Lang zoomed down through some clouds as lasers continued to strike it from behind. A green continent grew larger in front of them, soon they were able to make out geographical features on it. 

"Shields are down below ten percent Captain." Bernies' heart was racing. She flew the Lang more erratically, trying desperately to avoid the laser fire, but the Clubber Lang was never a very agile ship.

"I'm picking up the Hornet again, he seems to have taken care of the Darts and is coming up on the gun-ships. Shields at five percent."

The Hornet swooped in, firing at one of the gun-ships. It's turrets swivelled around and started firing on the small fighter. The other two continued firing at the Lang. 

A loud alert sounded in the Clubber Langs' cockpit, accompanied with a flashing red light. The shields were down. Then the ship shook violently as laser-fire smashed into the hull. By now the land was getting very close in front of them, it looked like green hills and light tree cover. 

"Our thrusters have taken a hit, they're losing power!" said Ben-Four in a shaky voice.

"All hands, brace for a crash landing. Ben-Two, get out of here, there's nothing more you can do for us. You can't let them get a hold of the Hornet."

"I'm not gunna desert you Captain."

"I'm ordering you to retreat. Go!" She struggled with the unresponsive controls to bring the Lang parallel to the ground. The attackers stopped firing, the ship was already done for. 

Black smoke trailed out from the wounded ship as it loomed closer to the ground. Bernie struggled with the controls as the ground came rushing up and the ship crashed hard. 

There was a deafening roar and the whole ship shook violently. Bernie was thrown around as the ship slid along the ground at high speed, kicking up tonnes of dirt and debris. It crashed through some trees, smashing them and throwing them in all directions as it slowly came to a stop.

Bernie had been knocked unconscious in the crash, but slowly came around. Her body was awash with pain. She could hear one of the other Bens moaning and could smell smoke. 

She slowly got up from the floor, debris was scattered everywhere. She moved over to a Ben clone near her. "Ben, are you okay? can you hear me?"

"Aaargh!, ...unnnn! ...I think my leg's broken."

"Come on, we gotta get out of here." 

She put his arm around her shoulder and struggled to lift him. Another Ben slowly got up off the floor. "Give me a hand with him, will you?!" she said to him. They managed to help him out of the cockpit and exited the crashed ship through an emergency door.

As they limped out of the smouldering wreck, a group of men ran up to them with rifles pointed at them. One of the Pirate ships had already landed nearby. "Let go of him." they yelled.

"We need to get away from the ship, it could blow." said Bernie. 

"I said put him down Bitch!" Bernie gently let the Ben down onto the ground. A couple of the men came and picked him up and carried him off. They kept the rifles pointed at Bernie and the other Ben and then cuffed their hands behind their back and forced them to limp off with them.

They got the other Ben clones out, and had all five of them lined up on the grass, amongst the fallen trees. They were all battered and bruised, on their knees with their hands cuffed behind their back. 

Lots of rough looking men in mis-matched armour were standing around them with rifles. Ben-Five was lying on his back, grimacing in pain as his broken leg began repairing itself. 

They could see the wreck of the Clubber Lang nearby, black smoke still rising from it, but it didn't explode. "I'm sorry guys, I let you down." said Bernie sadly.

A man came up to them, he looked to be in his forties with short black hair and beard. A younger, skinny man with long, dark hair and glasses was walking with him. 

The bearded man looked them all over. "Clones." he said bitterly. "I heard you clones were tough. Our clone army will have the Federation shitting their blue pants." 

His eyes lingered on Bernie and she met his gaze. "So, you're the ones who killed Chong. Looks like he got the better of you after all. heh, heh. Will the real Ben Anders please stand up." None of them moved. 

Finally Bernie said, "He's not here. Who are you?"

The other skinny guy was staring hard at each of them through his glasses, "She's right Commander, they're all clones." 

The Pirate looked at Bernie again, "I'm Commander Kahn, of the Piranha Faction. So, was Anders in that fighter then?"

"No, he's dead."

"Then which one of you is the leader?"

"I am. Captain Bernadette Anders, of the Fuck-You Faction."

"You?, I figured you were their fuck-toy. Why would you losers go and make the girl your Captain?"

"She could kick your ass!" said Ben-Three. Kahn stepped forward and punched him in the face.

Commander Kahn looked at Bernie again, "We've been looking for the Clubber Lang, and then you come and bring it right to us. Very nice of you Captain. Where's the book?"

"What book would that be?" 

Kahn punched her in the head, knocking her to the ground. Another Pirate lifted her back to her knees again. "Don't play games with me Bitch, where is it?"

"I burnt it. You Pirates wouldn't like it anyway, it doesn't have any colour-in pictures or dot-to-dots." 

Kahn punched her again, "Very fuckin' amusing." 

He slowly walked in front of them, looking them over again. "It doesn't matter, Anders knew how to use the Cloning Pod, and that means you lot do too. One of you is going to work for us, operating the Pod. The rest will get an unpleasant death. Do I have a volunteer? Who wants to live?" 

He looked each of them over and they stayed silent. He looked at Bernie again, "How about you sweet-heart?"

"Yeah, okay, I'll do it, but only if you leave my crew unharmed."

"You're not in any position to dictate terms to me."

"Think about it Ass-hole. If you hold them hostage, I'll have to do whatever you say."

"No, whoever it is, will do what we say anyway. We only need one of you. We already have some fun plans for the rest, heh heh heh!. Come on, let's get them out of here."



Bernie and the other clones were dragged off to the ship. They were locked in a small room with benches lining each wall, a couple of Pirate guards got in there with them. 

One sat opposite Bernie, grinning at her. he was a rough looking man in his thirties with dark hair and stubble over his face. They felt the ship lifting off and start moving. 




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 08



"You got nice tits." said the guard, staring at her chest. Bernie looked away. "You don't mind if I give 'em a squeeze eh?" 

He put his gun down and went over to her and got hold of her boobs. "Get your filthy hands off me! Go away, you stink!" said Bernie.

"Leave her alone!" called out Ben-Three. The other guard punched him hard in the face. 

"Don't like sharing your fuck-toy eh? Too bad Cunt!" 

The man continued to grope and squeeze at her tits, Bernie couldn't do anything about it with her hands cuffed behind her back and a gun pointed at her crewmen. 

He pulled down the zipper of her jump-suit and opened it at the front, he pulled her white bra down and exposed her large bare breasts. "Yeah, that's a real nice pair you got clone!" he grabbed them again, rubbing and squeezing them. 

Bernie grimaced as he moved his mouth to the breasts and started sucking and biting at her nipples. Soon he got up and dropped his pants, revealing his hard, seven-inch cock, and big, hairy balls. Bernie shook her head "No!, get that filthy thing away from me, you fuckin' Prick!"

"Come on baby! I wanna do some titty fucking." 

He grabbed her tits and squeezed them together, then he slid his cock up between them. He laughed as he thrust his cock back and forth between her tits. Bernie looked away as the fat cock-head kept coming forward toward her face. 

"Yeah, bitch. Do the other clones ever do this with you? I bet they gang bang you all the time eh? I bet your really good at sucking cock."

"Put it in my mouth and I swear I'll bite it off."

"Nah, you wont bite it off, cos then I'd get my knife out and play slice and dice with you and your boyfriends." He let go of her tits and stuck his cock in her face. "Come on, open up for me bitch!" 

She turned her face away, but he roughly pulled her hair and prodded the cock-head at her lips, "I said open your slut mouth!" he said angrily, but Bernie kept her mouth shut tight. He gave her a couple of hard slaps to the face. 

"Fuckin' leave her alone you prick!" called out Ben-Three.

"I told you to shut your face!" said the other guard as he hit him again.

"And you, open your face!"  said the guard as he slapped Bernies' cheek with his cock. "Fine then, if you won't take it in your mouth, then I'll just stick it up the other end!"

He pulled her off the bench and onto the floor and then he started pulling at her jump-suit. "Naaaagh, stop it you Prick!" Bernie struggled as he pulled her jump-suit down over her ass. He had her bent over on her knees and roughly pulled her white panties down, revealing her bare, round bum. 

He pulled her ass cheeks apart and spat on the brown freckle of her ass-hole. Bernie cried out as he grabbed his cock and prodded the head of it at her little hole. He pushed it forward and Bernie cried out in pain as her ass was penetrated by the hard member. 

"Ahh Yeah! At least your tight ass is letting me in!"

"Aaaagh! Aaaaagh! Stop!" cried out Bernie as he was ramming her forward with deep, hard thrusts. 

The other Bens were furious, there was nothing they could do as their Captain got brutally anal raped in front of them. They knew what it was like, and it was Bernie who had came and helped them. 

Bernie cried and moaned as the Pirate kept painfully banging away at her tight ass. Her large tits swayed forward as she was continually pounded. She let out a stream of obscenities as the Pirate rapist groaned with pleasure. 

Finally he stopped thrusting and pulled out of the squeezing sphincter. He went over in front of her and pulled her hair, making her lift her teary face. He had hold of his thick cock and was jerking it in front of her.  

"Nnnngh, yeah, I'm gunna give you a hot load in the face Slut, you ready for it?" He started to groan, and Bernie screwed up her face as she felt the warm, sticky cum spurt out onto her closed eyes and nose and start to dribble down past her lips, it made her shudder in disgust. 

He wiped his cock in her hair, and then roughly pushed her away. "You ready to have a turn with her Rick? Or would you rather do one of the boy clones?"

"Ha!, not when there's a hot Slut here." 

He came forward and got his hard cock out. He bent over Bernie on the floor and got a handful of blonde hair. She winced as he forced her up on the bench again. He roughly groped at her big tits for a while, then he put his hard cock in her face. "Mouth or Ass-hole? Which is it gunna be Slut?" 

Reluctantly Bernie opened her mouth and he pushed his cock past her lips. She closed her lips around the shaft and began sucking. He got hold of her hair and rocked his hips back and forth, fucking her face. 

Sometimes the fat cock-head prodded at the back of her throat, making her gag. The cock tasted horrible, and she could still feel the other Pirates' cum running down her face. 

Soon Rock pulled out of her mouth and then pulled her off the bench, he sat down on the bench and made Bernie kneel in front of him and put her face into his groin, taking the cock into her mouth again. 

He sat back with a smile on his face as she bobbed her head up and down in his lap, sucking him off. After a while he started breathing heavily, he grabbed hold of Bernies head and started to groan. 

Bernie gave muffled cries of protest and tried to pull back as the cock throbbed, and then hot cum spurted out into her mouth. He let go and she quickly moved her head off his cock and spat the cum onto the floor. "You guys don't have her trained very well." he said to the other Bens. 

Bernie slumped down against the bench, cum dribbled off her chin. Rock got up and tucked his cock back into his pants.

"Can you pull my clothes back on now?" she asked the guards, staring at them with hatred.

"Why?, I like you better like that." said the guard, staring at her tits. "I bet there's gunna be some more friendly Pirate hospitality for you when we reach Keyser City."


********


In mid afternoon, Mia and Streek had taken a shuttle to the Fortress with several other dancers. They were subjected to scans again, so taking along their weapons and TABs wasn't an option. 

Skylar Fortress rose up amongst other buildings along the shoreline of the harbour. It was huge and drum shaped, surrounded by high steel walls. 

When they got through the perimeter, they could see it was as much an opulent, spacious mansion as a secure fortress. The front balcony entrance was dominated by a huge aquarium tank. Streek was amazed when she saw the giant Great White Shark that occupied it, it had to be over ten meters long. 

It swam along slowly and ominously over the large tunnel entrance to the building. Obviously Skylar wanted everyone who came to the fortress to see him.

They walked inside and there was a huge spacious area with a very high ceiling, large central staircase and balcony above them, people were all around, setting up for the party. 

"This place is something else, isn't it?" said Mia, she looked very sexy in her golden bikini dancer costume and with her red hair braided behind her. "This Skylar obviously has a shit-load of money."

"Hey that's Quadrilogy!" said Streek pointing at the band setting up on the stage. A group of four long haired Rock-Stars clad in dark leather. 

"Yeah it is, you like them?"

"They're not bad, Bernie likes them. They were doing pretty well in the charts, it must have cost heaps to get them to play in Keyser."

"Yeah, I guess we'll be dancing to them. Just do what you're told for now, we should get a break sooner or later, then we'll do a bit of snooping."

"Yeah Okay."

There were round platforms set up around the huge room, where the dancers were instructed to stay and dance to the music. Streek wasn't far away from Mia, and she had a good view of the entrance and shark tank. She could watch the monster shark swimming around. 

They were just being used as decorations for the party. People started filling the room, mostly rough looking Pirate types, men and women, not the type of crowd you would expect to see in such an opulent mansion. 

Streek just danced up on her platform to the Quadrilogys' pop-rock, attracting a lot of lusty stares from men around the room. 

As the party went on, it seemed to get more rowdy. There was plenty of drinking and drug taking, and fighting and even some sex acts being performed out there in front of everyone, sometimes with not-too-willing women. 

Streek saw a huge man with short blonde hair enter the room and her blood ran cold. It was Tank. He had a bandage wrapped around his muscular arm where she had shot him on New Heidi. 

He didn't seem to even look her way. She wasn't sure if he would recognise her, but it would mean trouble if he did. Streek just continued dancing, and somehow she lost track of him in the crowd.

There was some angry shouting and then a fight broke out between two big men, not far from where she was. One of them got knocked back into a table. He grabbed a large silver fork and then lunged forward and stabbed the other man in the guts. He cried out in pain and then got hit with a strong uppercut, knocking him to the ground. A crowd gathered around them, cheering them on. 

The big Pirate laid into him with his boot as he lay bleeding on the ground. Then the man dragged him off toward the shark tank, leaving a red, bloody trail. The guards let him drag the other man up the stairs of the tank as the crowd cheered him on. 

The wounded Pirate was begging for mercy as he was lifted up and thrown into the water. Everyone could see him splashing about, struggling in the water as it turned red around him. 

Slowly the monster shark approached and it seemed everyone in the room was cheering excitedly. The shark came up to the struggling Pirate and opened its huge jaws wide and then chomped him in half. An even larger cloud of blood appeared in the tank as the shark swam on and the top half of the dead man slowly sunk to the bottom. 

The crowd roared in excitement and watched as a minute later the shark came back and swallowed the rest of him. The band played on and Streek continued to dance. Everyone in the room went about their business again, after all the excitement.

A few hours had passed and the sun was beginning to set, the party was now in full swing. Streek was told she could have a half-hour break. She climbed down off the platform and Mia approached her.

"Wild party eh? I was watching you dance, very alluring. Come on, time to get down to business." Several men came up to them, wanting to talk to them. Mia brushed them off, saying they needed to go to the bathroom. 

Streek could feel their hands on her breasts and butt as they pushed their way through the crowd. She just pushed them away, resisting the urge to break their arms.

They made their way up the wide, central staircase and up onto the balcony. Streek saw Tank up there, and he was talking to Sadie, in her black leathers with spiky, purple and red mohawk and a bunch of piercing. 

Streek quickly turned her face away, Sadie might recognise her if she saw her. Mia and Streek went into the womens' toilets up there. There was a woman in there at the basins, snorting some sort of drug. Mia went into one of the stalls and Streek went into another, she did need to pee. 

When they came out, the other woman was gone and they were in there alone. Mia had a compact TAB in her hand, she nodded up at the large air vents. "We're going through there, I remote hacked the motion sensors."

"Where did you get the TAB?"

"I won't tell you where I was keeping it, but it was pretty uncomfortable."

"oh, ...but the scans?"

"It has its' own stealth mode. We gotta find a security console and plug it in so Zac can hack the system. Now come on, we gotta get moving."

Soon they were moving through the air vents. They were large enough for them to walk through, bent over. They came to a point where the vent split off upwards, and started shimmying up.

"So," said Mia. "...Since you're a Lezzo, do you get turned on by looking at yourself in the mirror?"

"I ...I don't really wanna answer that."

"Come on, I thought we were friends."

"We are, but I still don't wanna answer that."

"Okay, but would you have sex with Streek clone?"

"No!" Streek said straight away, "I strongly objected to that."

"Oh, would be like having sex with a sister right?, the thought of sex with my brother grosses me out."

"Heh, ...something like that."

"You don't mind me calling you a Lezzo do you?"

"I am a Lezzo."

They were soon on the level above the main hall where the party was, they silently moved past a bedroom where they could hear a whore moaning as a Pirate bounced up and down on top of her. 

They moved to the next bedroom, Mia checked that there was no one about with her TAB and then kicked off the vent cover. The two of them dropped down into the empty room. 

They went to the door, Mia held her TAB up, running the x-ray scanner, she held her hand up, signalling for Streek to wait. After a little while they exited the room, out into the hallway.

They moved up the hallway. Suddenly a tall, young man came out from one of the doors. He approached the girls smiling. "Hey there, looks like you two are free, how about I get some time with both of you?" 

Mia smiled at him and went and rubbed his arm, "Sure honey, that sounds like fun." She jabbed at his throat, quick as a flash, snapping his neck. He fell to the floor dead. "Give me a hand here Streek." 

Streek helped her drag him off into one of the rooms and then they continued on. They made it to a security room and Mia ran a scan. "There's a guard in here. I'll let you take care of this one if you like."

"Sure."

"Quietly." said Mia, Streek nodded. Mia Remote hacked the door and it opened. Streek ran in toward the guard in the centre of the room. "Wha..?" he said as she leapt at him and gave a strong kick to his head, he fell back to the ground and Streek was on him. She grabbed his head and twisted it, killing him. 

Mia closed the door and wasted no time pulling the wire from the TAB and plugging it into the security console. "You got a green light Zac." she said into the TAB.

"Roger that, good work sis." came Zacs' voice. "How's the party? I never got an invite." 

"You wouldn't fit in with this crowd. You'd be the sad guy in the corner, eating chips."

"I don't know, I like a good party."

"But now's the time to get to work brother."

"I am working Bloodnut!"

Zac fell silent as he went about hacking their system. Mias' eyes fell on Streek, looking over her half-naked body. She slowly came closer. "I've got another question." she said.

"Yeah? What's that?"

Mia came even closer, Streek was surprised when she planted a kiss on her lips. Streek couldn't believe this was happening. She kissed her back, their tongues rubbed against each other. Her heart was racing and she felt wonderful tingling sensations running through her body.

Mia pulled away slightly, and Streek felt the urge to feel her warm, soft lips again. She looked into her beautiful green eyes. Streek leant forward and kissed her again. She was getting hot and flushed. Eventually Mia pulled away again. Her expression was hard to read. 

"Did you enjoy that?" asked Streek.

"No! It's not there." came Zacs' voice.

"What?" said Mia.

"The Cloning Pod, it's not at the fortress. I found references to a secret facility where they keep their Alien Tech, but they were careful not to leave any record of its' location. I'm ninety percent sure the Cloning Pod is somewhere else."

Mia turned to Streek. "Drakk!, we did all this for nothing!"

"We could go and visit this Skylar, get him to tell us where the secret facility is."

"No, it's way too risky. We'd end up as shark food. We'll get out of here and then concentrate on our search for Bernie and Dr. Arnott."

"Okay then."

They left the security room and moved back down the hallway. At the end of the hallway they opened a door and found themselves face to face with Sadie. 

A bright beam shot out from Sadies' gun at her hip and struck Streek, she dropped to the floor as Mia kicked at the gun. Another beam hit Mia just as she knocked the weapon away, and she dropped to the floor as well. The weapon clattered against the wall and onto the ground.

"Hey, that gun wasn't cheap Bitch!" said Sadie. "I got it special order." She went and picked it up again. Streek was flat on the floor, she was trying to get up, but she couldn't move at all. 

"Scorpion Tail, causes temporary paralysis, but not loss of consciousness like most stun weapons." said Sadie coming back over to them. Streek heard the footsteps of more people approaching.

Sadie grabbed Streek by her braids and lifted her head up, she looked at her coldly. "Yeah, it's you. The Dyke who approached me in the bar on New Heidi, and you were at the Impound Facility too, shooting at us. I thought I recognised you downstairs." 

Streeks' jaw slumped and drool ran down her chin, she couldn't talk. Sadie let go of her and her head thumped against the floor. "That's the one that shot me!" came Tanks' deep voice, "I'm sure of it." Streek felt a gun pressing against her arm. She was scared out of her mind. "You're gunna know what it feels like bitch!"

"Don't Tank!" said Sadie. Tank kept the gun pressed against her. "Put the gun away, that's an order." Tank growled, and then holstered his gun.

"Skylar will want to know what you Bitches are doing, sneaking about here." said Sadie.

"We don't have to take them to Skylar right away, eh Captain?" came another mans voice. "They're such pretty young things. Can't we have a bit of fun with 'em?"

"Well, they can't talk anyway, until the paralysis wears off. It should take about an hour." She lifted Streeks' head, "You offered to do some Ryphin with me before. Let's go then Dyke." 

Tank lifted Streek up and slung her over his shoulder. "Heh, heh, I'm gunna give you a good fucking!" he said as he groped her ass. 

Mia was picked up and carried by another man. Streek couldn't even look around, but she guessed there was about six of them. They carried the girls into a nearby bedroom. Streek was roughly thrown down onto the large bed, and then Mia was thrown down next to her. Tank got over her and pulled down her top and started handling her boobs with his large hands.

"I've got her first Tank." said Sadie.

"You?"

"Yeah me. I think she's pretty hot." Tank reluctantly backed away and Sadie got up on top of Streek and turned her head and kissed her on the lips as she groped at her boobs. 

Streek could feel the round metal stud on her tongue as it rubbed on her tongue. Sadie had a small vial, with clear brown liquid in it. "Here's a present for you." she said and poured half of liquid into Streeks' mouth. It had a familiar strong grassy, mentholly taste. Sadie lifted her head so that it poured down her throat. 

Sadie swallowed down the rest of it. "That's a waste of good Ryphin." said Tank.

"I'll do whatever the fuck I want with it." Sadie kissed Streek on the lips again, rubbing the metal stud around in her mouth. 

"I didn't even ask you what your name was, ...oh well." She moved down and was kissing her breasts. Streek could see a couple of men next to them molesting Mia, she felt really helpless. 

Sadie pulled off Streeks' bikini bottom, and exposed her pussy. Her pubic hair was just short fuzz, where it was still growing back. Sadie spread her legs and smiled at her. 

"You've got a pretty little cunt, don't you? It looks nice and tight." She got down and moved her tongue along it, rubbing her metal stud against her labia. 

The Ryphin was starting to affect her mind. It started blocking all negative thoughts and feelings and amplifying all the positive ones.

Her pussy felt good and was getting wet as Sadie licked it. "I'm gunna get you off honey." said Sadie and she continued licking away. 




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 08



"Ahh Yeah!" said the man next to them, he had his cock in Mias' pussy and started fucking her. Another man had his cock in her mouth, trying to get it down her throat. 

To Streek, both the men looked very handsome. Even Tank who was towering over her looked very attractive.

Sadie continued to work Streeks' pussy with her tongue while she rubbed her clit with her wet thumb. It was feeling really good for Streek, her pussy was completely relaxed and the Ryphin was enhancing the pleasure, she was getting wetter and wetter.

"Why are you making her feel good?" said Tank. "She's the fuckin' enemy."

"Because I want to, Meat-head. Don't worry, she'll get what's coming to her."

"Yeah, I'll see to that." 

Streek could feel the fluttering sensation inside her, getting stronger and stronger. Sadies' tongue rubbed around on her clit and then sunk back into her wet pussy as she tongue-fucked her. 

Streek started to climax and waves of pleasure emanated from her pussy. "Ha, I think she's cumming" said Sadie. She sunk her fingers into Streeks' soaking wet cunt and pressed up against her hymen. "Wow! I don't think this Dyke's even been penetrated." 

"You sayin' she's a Cherry?" said Tank.

"My pretty virgin princess." laughed Sadie.

"That Ryphin's kicking in, eh Captain? How you feelin'?"

"Pretty fuckin' good, thank you Tank."

"How about I pop your Princesses' cherry and you watch and play with yourself. That sound good?"

"Yeah, that sounds good."

"Heh heh, great!" said Tank. Sadie got off of Streek and the giant climbed on the bed. Streek was still in a Ryphin and orgasm induced daze. She saw him pull out his huge, twelve-inch cock. 

The Ryphin failed to block out her sudden jolt of fear. She remembered too well, being forced to take that massive thing in her ass and mouth. She snapped out of her daze, she didn't want to be raped by him again. Streek let out a throaty groan and she barely managed to throw her arm up at him weakly then it flopped back down again. 

"Hey, she's not supposed to be able to move yet." said Sadie.

"Maybe your gun is faulty." said Tank.

"Is that one moving at all?" Sadie asked the men who were raping Mia.

"She's only gettin' bucked every time I thrust into her." 

"Maybe my virgin princess is a tough little Dyke."

"Well, let's see how she handles the Tank." He spread her legs wide and pressed his huge cock up against her wet pink slit. Streek didn't have the strength to move again. 

Tank pushed into her, the pain was intense as he ripped through the hymen, and the huge, fat member stretched her tender insides as it penetrated her tight cunt. Streek couldn't even cry out in pain, she only gave another throaty moan. "Ahhh, Yeah, that's a tight piece of pussy! I love deflowering virgins!"

He moved his huge cock back and then pushed it forward again and started fucking her. It hurt, but luckily Streek was wet, completely relaxed and under the influence of Ryphin, or it would have hurt a lot more. 

Streek got squashed into the mattress with each thrust as the huge Pirate moved on top of her. She couldn't believe this was happening, Tank was raping her again, and next to her, poor Mia was also getting raped by Pirates.

Tank continued banging away, she couldn't believe how big his cock felt inside her. The sensation was too intense, but she still couldn't move. The other man was groaning next to them. "Nnnngh, Aaaah, I'm cumming!" He grunted as he spurted inside Mias' pussy and then pulled out. 

Another Pirate got on top of her and started raping her again, with a squish, squish, squish noise. The other man was still fucking her face, pushing his hard cock down her throat. 

Streek tried really hard, and could only move her hand a little. As Tank went on, the pain subsided and the intense rubbing inside her stretched, wet pussy started to actually feel good. Sadie got close again and kissed her. Her tongue was lashing around in her mouth, she also rubbed Streeks' clit while Tank fucked her with hard deep strokes. 

Streek could feel another orgasm building deep inside her. The feeling got stronger and stronger until she threw her head back and moaned as a powerful orgasm rocked her body. "Ha, the Slut loves my big cock. Stupid Dyke didn't know what she'd been missing".

Tank thrust hard as Streeks' orgasm subsided, then he pulled out of her. He flipped her over and got her on her knees, positioning her like a rag-doll. Streeks' face was pressed into the bed as he forced his huge cock into her again from behind. Streek started getting continuously bucked forward as he fucked her hard and deep. 

She could move a little now, but it took a lot of effort, and it was hard to concentrate while she was getting the shit fucked out of her. Sadie reached around and groped and squeezed at her tits. 

Tank slammed away at her with his big cock for a while. He started to breathe heavily and groan, "Ahh, I'm gunna cum, where should I shoot it?"

"Cum all over her pretty face." said Sadie.

"You got it Captain." 

Tank pulled out and climbed up along the bed, he grabbed Streeks' hair and turned her head around and began jerking his big cock in her face. Tank groaned and then the hot cum spurted out onto her face, her jaw was slumped open and more cum shot into her mouth. Streek was grossed out, she could taste it, and feel it running down her face. 

She tried to spit it out but was having a lot of trouble getting her mouth to move. Tank put his cock into her mouth, her lips were stretched around the shaft, and the cock-head rubbed along her tongue. 

He moved his cock in her mouth for a little while, she could taste the cum and her own pussy juices. the cock-head sometimes pressing up against her throat. He pulled out and then dropped Streeks' head back down on the bed, with his cum still running down her face.

Sadie looked at her and laughed, "I don't think she's gunna forget her first time with a man. eh, Tank?"

"Nah, the bitch aint gunna forget me." Streek slowly moved her arm up along the bed. Mia was still getting raped by two men next to her.

"We better cuff her. Just to be safe. I didn't think she'd be able to move at all for an hour." They slapped on some cable-locks, cuffing her hands behind her back. 

"Can I fuck her now?" asked another Pirate.

"Yeah, go ahead Len."

"I wanna fuck her in the ass."

"What is it with you men and ass fucking?" said Sadie

"Ass fucking is great." said Tank.

"Not for those getting fucked, I hate it!" 

Tank smiled. "Yeah, well I never ass-fucked anyone who actually wanted it, but I bet this Slut isn't going to object." 

Len laughed too as he spread Streeks' ass cheeks and rubbed his hard, six-inch cock on her little ass-hole. "Heh heh, yeah, If you don't want me to stick it in your ass bitch, just say so." Streek gave another throaty moan.

"Sound like she wants it to me," said Tank. "Give it to her."  The Pirate forced his cock-head past the tight, squeezing ring and pushed his cock deep down into her ass. Streek was in pain again as he started fucking, moving up and down on top of her with deep, hard strokes.

Next to them, the other man had pulled out of Mias' pussy and spurted onto her crotch and belly. The man in her mouth pulled out too, "I think I'll get more enjoyment from the other end. I'll get some ass too." 

He got off the bed and pulled Mia over, positioning her so that she was bent over the edge of the bed. He proceeded to force his fat cock up her tight ass-hole and started fucking her. The rest of them watched as both of the helpless girls were sodomised.

"Wrap it up soon guys, I wanna take them to Skylar." said Sadie.

"Aww, can't we get another ten minutes?" said Len as he thrust into Streeks' ass.

"You got five." 

"That's enough." He began fucking her faster.

Soon the men had finished and had cum. The two girls were wiped with a towel and dressed in their dancer outfits again. They were taken out of the room. 

Mia had her hands cuffed as well, but could barely walk and had to be carried. Streek was able to walk slowly, but kept stumbling. It was like her legs were made of lead and were half asleep. 

They walked down the hallway. Streek Could speak now but had to concentrate on forming the words. "...Bitch! ...you'll ...pay!" she said to Sadie.

"Come now, I can see how you'd be a little upset about getting it up the ass, but we got you off a couple of times, don't tell me that didn't feel good."

"...get you ...like ...Naeme!" Sadie stopped walking and looked at Streek.

"Naeme? How do you know Naeme?"

"Beat him ...into ...a coma."

"You did? Good! I like you. It'd be a shame if Skylar tells me to kill you. What's your name?"

"Streek. ...I don't ...like you."

"You just need to get to know me better Streek. Next time you can eat out my pussy." Sadie made a kissy face to her and they continued on.

They made it to a large room with pillars running down both sides and a large desk near the far wall, behind the desk were huge windows. Streek could see that night had fallen and the outside was lit up with many lights. She could hear the faint noise of Quadrilogys' pop rock  from the party below. 

There was no one else in the room. They brought them before the desk. Mia seemed shaky on her feet, but was determined to stand. She had her head slumped. Mia had always seemed strong and confident to Streek, it was disheartening to see her like this. 

"Are you Okay Mia?" asked Streek. Mia looked at her and slowly nodded, her eyes looked red and puffy, like she had been crying, but she also had a look of fury in her intense green eyes.

The large doors opened and a couple of figures stepped into the room. A large, muscular black man and a petite teenage girl. 

The man was bald with a shortly trimmed black beard, he wore a large black jacket, like a lot of Pirates favoured, and camo shirt underneath it. He seemed to project strength and confidence. 

The girl seemed to be about sixteen, but looked even younger with her dark brown hair in pigtails, she had fair skin and looked quite small next to the large black man. She was wearing a short green dress with long sleeves and long dark boots that went up past her knees. She was skinny, with small perky breasts. Was she his girlfriend?. 

They both seemed quite attractive to Streek, but that was probably just the Ryphin in her system. Streek also noticed that the girl was wearing round glasses, which was very unusual.

Both the man and girl came up to them and thoroughly looked Mia and Streek over. Streek looked up at the big black man, "Skylar I presume."

"That's a bad habit to get in to, ...presuming." said the man in a deep voice.

"I'm Skylar!" said the teenage girl. 

"You?!" said Streek, surprised. Mia seemed surprised too.

"Me!" she said. She nodded at the large black man, "That's Captain Payne, of the Steel Sharks." She stepped around in front of them and sat back on the desk. She looked over at Sadie. "tsk, Sadie, you're on drugs." she scolded.

"I ...just a little Ryphin, it's a party ...everyone's doing drugs!" said Sadie flustered.

"But you promised me." said Skylar pouting. "We'll talk about this later."

"I ...I caught these spies for you." said Sadie. 

Skylar looked Mia and Streek over again. "Pretty! ...Dancers. Romm let them into my home. Have him fed to Scrappy will you?"

"It is done mistress." said Captain Payne.

"You would have seen my Scrappy swimming around the front." she said to Streek and Mia. "Cute, isn't he? I believe he's a descendant of the legendary Jaws that terrorised the people of pre-warp Earth."

"...For millions of years, sharks were the top predators in their environment. The dinosaurs came and went, and they were still top predators. Then mankind evolved, and suddenly they weren't the top predators any more."

"...Sharks still killed humans. But humans proved themselves to be far better at killing overall. No shark accepted that, they just went on trying to do what they do."

"...But Jaws was one shark who went to war. War with the humans, to see who was really the top predator. It was a war he could never win, but he put up one hell of a fight. That's why I love that story!" 

She turned back to Sadie, "Did you bring them straight to me? They smell like sex."

"That's because they're sluts!" said Tank.

"No, not sluts. They're killers, these two."

"That one was at New Heidi during the blockade." said Sadie pointing at Streek. "That's how I recognised her."

"Really?" Skylar got off the desk and got up close to Streek, looking into her eyes. "She's a clone." 

Streek was surprised again, "How did you..."

"I see things!" said Skylar, tapping her glasses. "What's your name?"

"Veronica Vega."

"What's your real name?"

"...Streek."

"What's your real name?"

"...Lisa McKenzie."

"Okay then, and you?" she asked, looking at Mia.

"Mia Bolton. Remember that name. You don't fuck with the Boltons!"   

"Daddy big and powerful is he? His little girl has to work real hard to prove herself in her own right?"

"Shut up! You don't know me. What about you?, how does a little girl get to become leader of the stinkin' Pirates?"

"Boring! I don't wanna trade life stories with you right now."

Skylar walked back around the desk and then leant forward on it, looking at the girls. "I know you're not with the Federation. You're with that busy little shadow organisation right? Call yourselves the Resistance? Is that right?" 

Mia and Streek stayed silent. 

"Yeah, that's right. You lot have been getting bold lately. That kick in the pants you gave the Feds on New Heidi, ...that was great! Did you have something to do with that Lisa?" 

Streek didn't say anything, she just kept looking at Skylar.

"I'm going to let you girls in on a secret. ...We're on the brink of war. I know because I'm going to start it. I'm going to finish it too."

"You're fuckin' mad." said Mia. "It's not a game. Do you know how many lives will be lost?"

"Billions of Fed lives. Why do you say it's not a game? Of coarse it is. The greatest game of all."

"Crazy Bitch!"

"You see, I think the Resistance is like Jaws. You savagely attacked the Federation, and now they fear you. They will keep fearing you, until they destroy you. It's not a matter of if, but when. A war you cannot possibly win. If you were to side with the Pirate Alliance however..."

"Fuck off!" said Mia. "We're not siding with any Pirates. We can't trust you."

"You're one to talk! You infiltrated my home!"

"And you would infiltrate us if you could." 

Skylar stood up again and gave a big smile. "Oh Yes, and thanks to you, that's exactly what I'm going to do." 

Skylar clapped her hands together playfully. "Don't you love it when all the pieces just fall perfectly into place for you? That's why I'm celebrating tonight. Chong brought me the Cloning Pod, and I just got an operator for it, a Ben Anders clone."

"What?!" said Streek. "Is it a female clone?" Have they captured Bernie?

"That's for me to know and for you to find out. And now I've got you two. I'm gunna make a couple of pretty clones that will infiltrate the Resistance for me."

"My clone will never work for you Bitch!" said Mia.

"I'm sure I can ...change her mind. Do you really think that..." Skylar stopped mid-sentence and looked around like something was distracting her. "Uh oh! You have a friend who's hacked our Security System, I suggest everyone takes cover." 

Skylar ducked down under the desk. There was a whirling sound behind them. Streek turned around and saw a couple of large gun turrets dropping from the ceiling. 

The Pirates dove for cover as the machine guns started firing on them. Mia and Streek ducked down, but the turrets weren't targeting them. 

Sadie and Tank were taking cover behind one of the large pillars. Sadie got out her Scorpion Tail, but as she raised it, Streek was already on her, kicking the gun away. 

Streek gave a strong straight kick to Sadies' chest. With her hands bound, all she could do was kick. Tank swung at her with his huge, muscular arm and barely missed her as she fell back onto the ground. 

He came at her on the ground, and Streek raised both legs and sprung at him with a strong double kick to his chest. The turret fired at him and he scrambled back behind the pillar.

As Streek got herself up off the ground, Tank rushed back out and grabbed her from behind. "The turret won't fire on me while I got you Slut." 

Streek growled and struggled against his grip. She sprung up off the ground and smashed his face with the back of her head, making him growl and let her go. 

Streek slipped away from Tank and the turret fired on him again. He ran back for cover, but hit the ground as bullets ripped through his legs. 

Sadie grabbed him and strained as she pulled his heavy body. She helped him get back behind the pillar, leaving a trail of blood on the floor.

Mia was behind the desk, fighting with Captain Payne. One of the turrets shot at the large windows. The glass was strong, but couldn't withstand the barrage of machine-gun fire for long, and soon there was a large hole in the window. 

The large doors to the room opened and more Pirates were there, they started firing on the turrets with laser weapons. Streek jumped up on the desk and then gave a flying kick to the black mans' head, knocking him down.

"We need to get out of here now Mia!" Mia looked behind her at the gaping hole in the window. Some gunfire came their way from the Pirates at the doorway. 

"Yeah, I'll get you next time you little Bitch!" she yelled at Skylar, hiding under the desk. 

"You haven't escaped!" called out Skylar as the two of them ran out through the window as bullets struck around them.

There was an empty balcony outside and Streek and Mia ran along it. The music was still playing at the party below them, they ran toward it. Soon some Pirates appeared out of the hole in the window and started firing at them. 

One of them dropped to the ground after being shot in the head, and another crouched down as another shot was fired at him. Zac was in one of the tall buildings off to the North-West, covering them with his Sniper Rifle.

More Pirates spilled out onto the balcony, taking cover as Zac was picking some of them off. They fired on Mia and Streek as they ran away. 

Soon the girls were coming to the end of the balcony. They ran to the large stairway, but stopped as more gunfire came at them from below. More Pirate Guards were at the bottom of the stairs shooting.

They ran over to the concrete railing and saw the front entrance to the fortress below, with the large shark tank and plenty of people about. Most of them were looking up, aware of all the gunfire.

"What do we do now?" said Streek.

"We jump!" 

"What?! ...Not into the shark tank!"

"Yeah, we don't have any other options."

"I wouldn't consider jumping into a tank with a giant shark an option."

"Stay here then." said Mia as more bullets flew their way. She jumped up onto the railing and then leapt over the edge without hesitation. 

"Drakk it!" said Streek as she got up on the railing. A bullet whizzed past her ear. She threw herself over the edge. 

The tank rushed up on her quickly and there was a big splash. Streek found herself underwater, her arms were still cuffed behind her back and she could only kick about as she tried to swim. She was never really a strong swimmer anyway. 

Mia was close by, struggling to swim as well. What the hell do we do now? thought Streek. There were many shocked faces peering at them through the glass. 

Then Streek saw the large hulking body of the shark getting closer and closer. It slowly swam right by them. Streek looked right into its soulless black eye. It was fuckin' huge. 




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 08



She started kicking about more franticly, why the hell did she jump in here? Now she was going to be shark food. 

There was a TAK, TAK, TAK sound as Zac shot at the side of the tank with his Sniper Rifle, but the bullets weren't penetrating the strong glass.

Streek saw the shark turn around, it was coming toward her again, all she could see were the rows of huge, sharp teeth that just kept getting larger as it approached. 

Suddenly there was a loud BOOM! Zac shot the side of the tank with an explosive round. The whole front side of the tank shattered. 

Streek was pulled forward in the rush of water and was thrashed about violently. She took some hard knocks and grazes, and managed to suck in some air as she found herself sliding along the concrete until she slammed into something. 

She looked up and saw the black eyes of the shark right in front of her. Scrappys' head started thrashing about and Streek shit herself as she the huge jaws gnashed about wildly, right in front of her. She staggered back franticly as the shark barely missed biting her foot off. 

Adrenaline was pumping through her body and Streek found herself on her feet before she knew it. Other bodies were all about her on the ground, knocked over by the rushing water. 

There was the sound of disarray all around them, the hundreds of party guests didn't know what was happening. Several guards with jetpacks flew off over the walls, going out to search for the Sniper. She saw Mia getting up off the ground. 

"This way Streek!" she called as she ran toward the front entrance. More Pirates showed up and fired on them. Zac shot one of them with an explosive round still loaded, the explosion took out the man next to him as well. 

Pirates started shooting at Mia and Streek from the guard towers on the walls. Four more turrets rose from the front lawn and then swivelled around and pelted the guard towers with machine-gun fire, making the Pirates take cover. 

The sound of gun-fire filled the air. Mia and Streek were sprinting to the front gate. There were more guards there, but they were taking cover from one of the turrets that was firing on them. 

They got to the front gate and both Mia and Streek pounced on the cowering Pirates, striking them down with a flurry of kicks. 

The huge, steel gate started lifting slowly. Mia ran over and slid under it when it was raised a few feet. Streek followed her. When they were outside, the gate stopped and then started lowering again. 

Streek was amazed that they managed to get out of there relatively unscathed. The sound of alarms and gun-fire and shouting was still quite loud behind them.

"We're not out of danger yet, Come on." said Mia. Streek ran after her across the street.

Mia ran toward the tallest building to the North of the facility, a couple of blocks away. They stopped in a dark alleyway and caught their breath. 

Soon a figure came around the corner. Streek tensed up, but saw that it was Zac running toward them, with his sniper rifle slung around his shoulder, a hand-gun in one hand and a small case in the other. "Are you two okay?" he asked.

"We're okay. What the hell took you so long?" said Mia. 

"Their security system had some formidable ICE, and I had to get into a good sniper position. What happened in there?"

"Nothing!" said Mia straight away. "Get these cuffs off us!"

"Right." Zac put his case down and got his TAB. He remote hacked the electronic cuffs and they opened and fell off. Streek was glad to have her arms free again. 

Zac handed Mia her Barretta and Streek her Champion Ruby. "That was fuckin' wild, jumping in the shark tank like that. You're lucky I brought along my explosive rounds."

"Yeah, I knew you..." Mia stopped and pushed Zac and Streek back against the wall and crouched down as a buggy slowly drove by the entrance of the alley, and Several armed Pirates peered down their way. 

Streek held her breath as they passed by, not spotting them crouching in the shadows. "Now we need to get back to the Van Halen." said Mia. "Skylar's not gunna make it easy for us."

"Yeah, lets get moving." said Zac, and the three of them headed out of the alley.


********


The Pirates came and dumped Bernie down on the floor of the large cage with the other Ben Anders clones. 

The cage was in a dark underground area, above them they could hear the muffled noises of a large crowd of people. Bernie sat up and spat on the ground, she had the horrible taste of cum in her mouth.

She wore her brown jump-suit, it was open at the front and there was cum on her tits. 

"Are you all right Captain?" said one of the Bens as they approached her, "Sorry, dumb question."

"I'll live." said Bernie. "Heh, that was a dumb answer."

"Yeah, I don't think we will. This place is some sort of Arena. They're gunna kill us in front of everybody."

"There's only three of you. who have they got?"

"It's Ben-Three. Don't hold it against him Captain, they might not have given him a choice."

"Yeah, well we're screwed anyway. I let everybody down. I'm sorry."

"No, It's not your fault. It's mine." said Ben-Four. "It was my responsibility to scan the transmission for viruses. After I found one, I stopped looking. I fucked up, big time. I'm sorry Captain."

"The responsibility always falls with the Captain. This is my failure." said Bernie.

"It's been an honour serving you Captain Anders. Even if it was for a short time." said Ben-One.

"Going down fighting in an Arena. That's a death worthy of Rocky Balboa, don't you think?" said Bernie.

"Yeah Captain. I'm sure you'll give them a show they'll never forget."

After a little while a couple of guards appeared and started unlocking the cage. "It's time clones!"

"Just stay with me, and watch each others backs." said Bernie. "We may even get through this." 

The Pirates came in and started leading the Bens out through the door, Bernie went to go with them but was pushed back. "Not you jugs. You're putting on a special show after these losers get snuffed."

"No! I'm their Captain. I gotta go with them!" she said coming forward again. 

The Pirate smashed her in the head with the butt of his rifle, knocking her to the ground. "We'll come and get you soon bitch!"

"Hey watch it!" said another guard. "She's gunna do a show, they wouldn't want you making her ugly!"

"She's a clone. They're supposed to be real tough. Guess we'll find out just how tough they are."

"So long Captain," said Ben-One.

"I'm sorry Captain," said Ben-Four.

"Good Luck Captain," said Ben-Five. 

Bernie sat up and watched them as they were lead away.


...



Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 09



Chapter 9 - Dead or Alive

The large domed stadium of the Nexius Cley Holo-Arena was packed with spectators. It was a sea of mostly black jackets that encircled the centre stage, a large round platform where a twenty foot tall holographic blonde woman in only black stockings and high-heels was dancing around a pole. 

There was a roar of noise around the place, as they drank and jeered and talked. The holographic woman leaned right back and jiggled her huge tits, then she suddenly flickered and disappeared. The crowd started booing. 

The twenty foot tall holographic images of Streek and Mia in their dancer costumes appeared in the centre and started slowly rotating on the spot. The crowd started cheering, thinking it was another strip show. 

A female voice came over the stadium speakers, "Attention people of Keyser. These two women, enemies of the Pirate Alliance, are currently at large in the Keyser City area. Skylar calls on all Pirate Factions to join the man-hunt and is offering a six million dollar bounty for those who bring them in alive." 

An excited muttering came from the crowd, many of the men stood up. "They should be considered extremely dangerous, and are likely being aided by unknown associates. Hunt only in large groups. I repeat, a six million dollar bounty is offered for whoever brings them in alive." 

There was a loud roar of talking among the crowd. The holographic Mia and Streek stayed there rotating in the centre. Half of the crowd had got up and were leaving the stadium, looking to get in on the hunt.

Mia, Streek and Zac watched from the dark Streets of downtown Keyser. They were watching a Holo-vid table in a dingy little outdoor bar. The little holographic Streek and Mia were rotating and text at the bottom read "Live from the Holo-Arena."

"Shit!" said Zac. "Skylar's serious about finding us. The streets are gunna be crawling with Pirate scum on the hunt. We should get moving."

"Just hold on a moment." said Mia. She and Streek were wearing large black jackets over their dancer outfits. They had looted them off some Pirates they killed. Streeks' had a couple of holes burnt through it, but it would do. 

The announcers' male voice came over the speakers, "Just a reminder that there's no refunds for those that are leaving. Looks like we've lost half our audience, but we've been instructed to continue with tonights' schedule." 

"...And what an exiting show we have planned for you tonight, I guarantee it will top anything that has been seen at this arena before, so those that are staying behind are the lucky ones. First though, a message from our beautiful Pirate Queen, Skylar."

A large head and shoulders hologram of Skylar appeared in the middle of the holo-Arena and over the holo-vid table that Streek was watching. The text now read "Live from Skylar Fortress." Skylar started talking in a clear confident voice.

"People of Verona, it is an exciting time to be a member of the Pirate Alliance. The Federation thought they had killed us, shattered us. But when you try to kill a Pirate, you had better make sure they're dead. We're back, and I'm here to tell you, we are stronger than ever. History has shown us that every empire must eventually fall. The Federations' time is almost up. Soon it will be the Pirate Alliances' time."

"...Whatever we're strong enough to take is ours by rights. That's the Pirate way. We are stronger now than we've ever been, and we're getting stronger. We will be strong enough to take the galaxy, and we will be strong enough to rip the Federations head off and piss on its corpse." 

The fat, ugly man behind the bar cheered in agreement. "I'm asking you, the people of Verona, to believe in the strength of the Pirate Alliance, and to prepare for war. We have a long, tough and bloody fight ahead of us, but in the end we will be the last ones standing. The fact that our enemies have moved against us shows that they're scared. And for all those Federation spies listening to this, I have a message; You should be scared. Thank you, you will hear from me again." The Holo-video went back to the Holo-Arena and the crowd was cheering loudly.

"Are we gunna get moving, or are we just gunna stand here watching HV until someone shoots us?" said Zac. 

The announcers' voice came over the speakers again. "Skylar Cley everyone, daughter of the late, great Nexius Cley, who this Holo-Arena is named after. It seems the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, that girl is destined for Greatness. She's right, it is an exciting time to be a part of the Pirate Alliance. It's also an exciting time to be in the Nexius Cley Holo-Arena."

"Did you hear that?" said Streek.

"Yeah, Skylar is Nexies' little girl." said Mia. "That explains a lot."

"What was that speech all about?"

"Rallying the troops. She's looking to start her war. We really need to kill her."

The announcer continued, "Tonight we have some genuine Alien Tech clones, enemies of the Alliance, sentenced to death by gladiatorial combat, and even a lovely lady clone who will put on a very special show for you."

"Bernie!" cried out Streek. The Bartender looked over at her.

"Hey, don't draw any attention to yourself." said Mia quietly.

"But they have Bernie." Streek went over to the Bartender, "Where's the Holo Arena located?"

"Few miles away in the cities West. Big Dome, you can't miss it. Can I get you something to drink?" He looked at Streeks' face and narrowed his eyes. 

Streek quickly turned around. "No thanks, I was just leaving."

"What are you doing Streek? Come on, let's go." said Mia. They walked off down the Street. 

"We need to head West. We gotta go and save Bernie." said Streek.

"No, we need to get to the Van Halen."

"But..."

"Van Halen first, and then we rescue Bernie."

"...Yeah, let's move!"

*********

At the Holo-Arena, the three Ben clones were being walked out to the centre stage. Even with half the audience gone, the loud roar was intimidating. The Bens were all shit-scared. 

"Ben Anders is among the Federations' most wanted criminals." said the announcer. "...Which puts him in good company. But his clones attacked and killed an important associate of the Pirate Alliance, and so they will be put to death. I present to you ...the Ben Anders Trio." 

The three clones were forced out into the centre, onto the huge round platform. The Pirates all around them were booing and calling out insults. A huge, domed force field formed around the platform with sparkling light and then went invisible, there would be no escape. 

"They say it's hard to kill a clone, tonight we will put that to the test." said the announcer. The white platform shimmered and then the terrain of dark dirt and rocks formed beneath their feet, in front of them were three medieval long-swords and tower-shields. 

"Swords and Shields? Shit!, who will they have us fighting?" Said Ben-One. The three of them reluctantly went and picked up the weapons. 

The Announcers voice boomed around the Arena again. "And now, their opponent. Presenting, for the first time in the Holo-Arena, Xenogon, the Black Terror."

A Huge black dragon materialised before them. It had to be twenty feet tall, standing on all four legs. It was a fearsome sight, with large spiky fins, hard, coal-black scales, a large mouth full of razor sharp teeth and fierce, piercing yellow eyes. The crowd roared. 

"FUCK!! they can't be fuckin' serious!" said Ben-One.

"Dragons have weak points right?" said Ben-Four.

"This isn't a video-game! We're all fucked!" said Ben-Five. The Black Dragon walked around, staring intently at the three clones. It snorted and steam rose from its nostrils. 

"I think we better split up!" said Ben-One. Two of them ran off in opposite directions, leaving Ben-One standing there, trembling. The Dragon moved over in front of him and raised its head roaring. 

It lowered its' head and breathed a stream of bright flame at Ben-One. He raised his tower shield and blocked the fire, but the intense heat was all around him. The stream of fire soon stopped. Ben-Ones' shield had heated up and was burning him, he threw it down on the ground. 

The Dragon was staring at him. Ben-One raised his sword and charged at it. Another stream of flame shot from the Dragons mouth and engulfed the clone. Ben-Ones' whole body was on fire, his high pitched screams of agony filled the stadium. He moved around franticly as his flesh was burning off. The crowd cheered wildly.

Ben-Five had come around the side of the dragon and charged it with his sword raised. Xenogon flicked his tail and knocked him away like a baseball. He slammed into the force-field and dropped onto the ground with a thud. 

Ben-one dropped to the ground and let out some last cries, then stopped moving as his body continued to burn. 

Ben-Four threw his sword and it whacked the Dragon on the side of the head, it looked at him and hissed angrily. It lunged forward and bit down on him so that half of his torso had disappeared into its mouth, then the Dragon flung him up and let go, launching him into the air. 

Gravity slammed him back down onto the platform with a sickening thud. The audience continued to cheer loudly. Ben-Four cried out in pain and twitched uncontrollably, his body was smashed and broken and he was bleeding from several puncture wounds to his torso. The Dragon loomed over him. It spewed more flames directly onto him and Ben-Four was incinerated.

The battered and broken Ben-Five got up from the floor near the edge of the platform and started dragging himself forward, his face was twisted with pain. The Dragon turned and looked at him with its' intense yellow eyes. 

Ben-Five stopped, raised his arm, then he raised his middle finger at the Dragon. The crowd cheered as the flames enveloped him. He screamed and thrashed about, and then dropped to the ground dead. 

The crowd roared as the big Dragon strode around the platform, flicking its' long tail. Smoke still rose from the three burnt corpses. 

"I hope you like your clones well-done!" said the announcer. "That's the end of the Ben Anders Trio. You can say that you were here for Xenogons' first kill. Lets hear it for the Black Terror!" The crowd continued cheering loudly. "Don't go anywhere. Up next we have a voluptuous lady Anders clone to put on a special show for you."

In a pavilion off to the side, Commander Kahn stood watching the events unfold in the Arena. "They seem to like your Dragon Vince." 

The skinny guy with long hair and glasses was sitting in front of a console. "Yes, it's gratifying when the audience appreciates your art. It took me a long time to get the flames right."

"They liked it a lot better than your Manbearpig."

"Nobody understood my Manbearpig." said Vince, frowning.

"The clones died bravely, but they didn't give it much of a fight. I was hoping they'd be more impressive than that. How many orcs do you have for the girl?"

"Twelve."

"Good, lower their difficulty a little. Hopefully she'll put up a bit of a fight before they start raping her."

*********

Streek, Mia and Zac crept along the rooftops of the buildings around the Keyser space docks. Zac looked at his TAB, "The automatic defences on the Van Halen have been set off, someone's tried to get to our ship."

"Hold on" said Mia, lifting her TAB and scanning around the Docking bay where the Van Halen was.

"Ambush?" asked Zac,

"Yep, Ambush. I guess the money we paid the dock-master couldn't compete with a six million dollar bounty."

"How many?"

"Twenty at least, another half a dozen have already been killed by the Van Halen. It looks like... they've got a couple of mechs down there, look." Streek looked through Mias' TAB and saw the bulky shape of the armoured, ten foot tall robotic exoskeletons, they were holding huge guns.

"Bringing out the war machines on us now." said Zac.

"They're Logan Mechs. Like the ones that were used in the war. They've also got a couple of snipers, there..." Mia said pointing to a nearby building "...and there." she pointed over the other side of the Docking Bay. She turned to Streek, "We'll take them out first, You ready to hunt the hunters?"

"Like Arnold Schwartz."

"Who?"

"Ask Bernie. I'm ready, let's do this quickly, Bernie's in trouble."

"Okay, watch out for those Mechs, they're packing some serious fire-power, and they're heavily armoured. The trick is to get in close and take out their soft centre."

"I'll help you out with that." said Zac. "A little remote hacking will get them open for you. I'll take out the sniper nearby and get his position. Let's have a party!" 

********

They had forced Bernie to wear a skimpy chainmail bikini with a metal helm. She was brought up to the centre Arena and saw the robots clearing away the charred remains of her crewmen. Anguish washed over her, but she tried to stay strong. 

"And now we present a much better-looking Ben Anders clone. No prizes for guessing what Anders had in mind when he created her. Please welcome the lovely Bernadette." Bernie was forced out onto the huge round platform and the crowd cheered and whistled and hooted. 

The white floor of the platform shimmered and become a terrain of dirt and grass, there were rocks and tree stumps scattered around, but no trees to obscure the audiences' view. In front of her, on the ground, laid as short-sword and round shield, she picked them up. 

"...And her opponents, The Ravaging Orcs of Blackfire Mountain." Twelve large, green-skinned orcs appeared on the other side of the platform, they were lightly armoured and were carrying swords, clubs and axes. Each of them was around seven foot tall and muscular, they had ugly squashed up faces and large square jaws and war paint all over them. One of them raised his sword and roared. 

"Hopefully Bernie will fare better than her fellow clones, but these guys don't have murder on their mind." said the announcer. Suddenly the orcs started charging toward Bernie, she just stood there and let them come to her. 

The first orc got to her and swung his sword, Bernie easily blocked it with her shield and thrust her sword forward through his chest. She kicked him away and dodged a swinging axe. 

Bernie got low and swung her sword up in a wide arc, cutting through the throat of another orc. She threw her shield, smashing another orc in the head and then she swiftly sliced through his legs making him drop to the ground. 

She grabbed his sword and spun around with both blades. Blood sprayed through the air as more orcs were hacked apart. Bernie was dancing around slashing the blades and blood and body parts flew in all directions. 

Before too long she stood there amongst a pool of blood, with bodies and body pieces all around her. Bernie was covered in holographic orc blood, it still felt wet and warm. It dripped down off the two swords she was holding. 

The crowd went wild again, excited by the bloody spectacle they had just seen. "Drakk!" said Commander Kahn. "I told you to lower their difficulty a bit Vince, not make them fuckin' useless!"

"But, I thought I..."

"Respawn them and raise their difficult to max. She's supposed to be getting the shit fucked out of her."

The bodies and body parts and blood disappeared, and suddenly there were twelve orcs charging at Bernie again. 

Bernie blocked the first blow again and thrust out at him, this time he dodged her blow, but she quickly kicked him and lunged forward as he stumbled back and she stabbed him through his neck. 

They were fighting more skilfully now, Bernie had to be on her guard as she dodged and blocked and parried, but she was taking them down one by one. 

Soon Bernie panted as she crossed her blades and then sent the head of the last orc flying through the air. Once again she was covered in blood, standing amongst a dozen dead orcs. The crowd roared, they started chanting her name "Bernie!!, Bernie!!, Bernie!!...", half of them were also chanting, "Fuck her!, Fuck her!, Fuck her!..."

"Were they at max difficulty?" asked Commander Kahn.

"Yeah, they were. You got what you wanted Commander, she's putting up a fight. Now that's art! She's beautiful."

"Just keep respawning them when they fall, they gotta wear her down soon!"

Once again the dead orcs and blood disappeared and once again Bernie had a dozen orcish holobots charging at her. She got into her bloody dance again, slashing her blades about and hacking them apart. 

Her blade spun through the air and sliced an orcs head off, his body dropped to the ground and then disappeared. Then he had respawned with his head attached and was running at her again. 

Whenever she killed an orc, it just came right back, leaving a never-ending supply of orcs coming at her. Bernie was starting to get tired, but she also started to feel the bloodlust, her blood was pumping and her brain was releasing endorphins. Killing started to feel good. 

Now more of the crowd were chanting "Fuck her!, Fuck her!, Fuck her!" as the continuous display of orc slaying went on in front of them.

After several minutes Commander Kahn started to get impatient. "She's not wearing down, the fuckin' Bitch appears to be getting better at killing your pathetic orcs."

"We can put her up against Xenogon if you want." said Vince.

"No, the crowd is crying out for her to get fucked, not killed. Is there any way your orcs can beat her?"

"I could give them all stun guns."

"No, that wouldn't make for a very good show. ...Her weapons are holographic, aren't they?"

"Yeah."

"Then take them off her!"

"Right!" Vince prodded away at the console.

Bernie rushed up on an orc and swung her sword at his head. Suddenly the sword vanished from her hand and her empty fist swung through the air. Bernie was left wondering what happened. The orc didn't hesitate to swing his club, he whacked her gut and sent her flying back. 

Bernie managed to stay on her feet, but ducked down as an axe swung at her head. She jumped up and kicked the orc hard in the jaw, sending him to the ground. She crouched down and picked up his axe. As she raised it, it vanished, then she barely dodged the swinging club. 

The orc swung his club again and Bernie grabbed his arm then jumped up, slamming her knee into it and breaking it with a loud crack. The orc cried out in pain like it was programmed to do, and Bernie kicked him hard in the chest, knocking him back. 

Bernie spun around, dodging another blade, then she slipped in close to another orc and slammed her foot into his shin, breaking the bone. He cried out in pain and dropped to the ground. 

Bernie tumbled back to dodge another swinging axe. The orc swung low at her and she sprung up at him kicking him hard in the head. He stumbled back as she delivered a series of hard punches and kicks to his body. She slipped up to him and threw him hard onto his front on the ground. She slammed her knee into his back, breaking his spine, then she jumped up and continued fighting. 

There was a loud Crack, Crack, Crack coming from the centre of the Arena as Bernie continued breaking orc bones. 

Fairly soon all the orcs were on the ground, crying out in pain. Each of them had fractures and were incapacitated. Without dying, they weren't respawning. The crowd was booing loudly. 

"I thought we were supposed to see the Bitch getting fucked!!" yelled out someone.

"Those orcs are fuckin' piss weak!!" yelled another. 

Commander Kahn looked on and grimaced. "This is not going very well."

"There is one thing I can do that might please everyone." said Vince

"What?"

"It's another creation I've been working on. I haven't really given it a trial run yet."

"Will it kill her?"

"It might fuck her to death." 

The Commander had a big grin on his face, "Do it!"




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 09



Bernie stood there getting her breath back as the orcs disappeared. She got ready for another wave. The noise of the crowds shouting and booing still filled the Arena. The announcers' voice came back over the top of it, "Well, we've shown you what a vicious little bitch she is. Now its time to give you what you want. It seems we got another monster making its debut here tonight. Presenting ...The Drogar."

The huge creature materialised. It had a bulbous round body, at least twenty feet high, but was mostly a seething mass of tentacles. It was light grey all over and appeared wet and slimy. The crowd was cheering again.

"What the Fuck...?!" said Bernie, looking up at it. The Drogar slithered its' way toward her. It didn't appear to have any eyes or particular features, just scores of long tentacles. They ranged from the thickness of a garden hose to the thickness of her leg. 

Some of the tentacles lashed out at her and she leapt back, out of their range, but the Drogar continued moving toward her. Bernie turned and ran, but she was being driven toward the edge of the platform, and the force-field. The Drogar spread out, and tentacles reached out on either side of Bernie, it was trapping her. 

Bernie dodged out of the way of more tentacles that came at her. She wished she still had her sword, then she could just hack away at them. She decided to make a break for the left side and started running. 

A tentacle got in her way and she reflexively punched at it. The tentacle wrapped around her arm and yanked her forward off her feet. Bernie kicked out wildly as another tentacle wrapped itself around her left leg. 

Bernie was pulled up off the ground by the two tentacles, and soon other tentacles got hold of her other arm and leg and she cried out as she was lifted up, spread-eagled. The crowd was cheering loudly. 

Bernie was being held up, displayed to the crowd. She strained against her bonds with all her strength, but she couldn't move. The Drogars' tentacles were too strong. She thrashed her head about in frustration. 

The crowd was chanting again, "Fuck her!! ...Fuck her!! ...Fuck her!!...". More slimy tentacles, a couple of inches thick, started slithering over her body, coating it with their slime. They had the texture of slimy skin.

A smaller one slipped in between her breasts and then pulled at the metal bustier. It yanked hard, Bernie squealed at the sharp pain, as it was ripped away from her. There was more loud hooting and whistling from the crowd as her large, bare boobs were exposed. 

Another small tentacle slipped its way down into her chainmail briefs and pulled at them. Soon it was ripped away from her body as well. Her legs were spread wide and her little bald pussy was exposed to the excited crowd. Holographic screens around the Arena gave everyone a good view of her naked, spread-out body.

The tentacles continued to rub around her body, and it was soon glistening with their slime. Bernie shuddered as she felt a slimy tentacle rubbing around her groin. It slid along her sensitive pussy. Making her shudder and moan. Other tentacles were rubbing against her breasts and her face. 

She looked out at the sea of excited faces. There was a loud roar of noise coming from all around her. Her face went bright red, she had never been so humiliated.

She felt the soft tip of the tentacle probing at her tight vaginal opening. "Aaaagh! No you don't you fuckin' freak!" Bernie cried out, but she couldn't stop it from pushing its' way inside. 

The tentacle pushed through the folds and ripped past her hymen and slid in deep. Bernie cried out in pain. It had wedged itself in as far as it could go, then it pulled back. It moved inside her, fucking her. The loud cheering continued around the stadium. 

The other tentacle continued rubbing against her face. The tip started probing at her lips, wanting to get into her mouth, but Bernie had her teeth clenched. It started to get more forceful, pushing at her teeth. It was strong. 

Bernies' front teeth started to hurt, it was going to break them if it kept this up. She gave in and opened her mouth and the tentacle slid in. It tasted horrible. 

The tentacle hit the back of her throat, and fresh tears streamed down her face. It continued forcing its way in deeper, and slid down into her throat. She bit at it, but it was like biting rubber and didn't seem to hurt the Drogar at all. The tentacle moved back and forth in her throat, fucking her like the one in her pussy. 

It felt horrible and she thought she was going to choke to death, but every now and then it popped out of her throat and she gasped for air, then it would slip back down.

Then Bernie felt another one probing at her ass-hole. She was filled with dread as it started pushing its way in. Her tight sphincter was painfully stretched open and the tentacle slid up into her rectum. The crowd seemed to get even louder.

It moved about as the squeezing ring hugged the thick shaft tightly. A tentacle coiled around her breasts and tightly squeezed the large fleshy orbs together. Another tentacle moved under her chest and then pushed its' way up between her tits. It started moving back and forth in a thrusting motion, tit-fucking her. 

Bernie could see the excited crowd through her teary eyes as the tentacles mercilessly violated her body. "Now that's more like it!" said Commander Kahn "Like your tentacle porn, eh Vince? The crowd seems pretty happy."

"I'm still not real comfortable with this. I don't like revealing my artwork while it's still unfinished."

"It's doing fine. It's what the people want to see."

"Then I think they'll like this..."

Bernie was suspended in the air, getting her pussy, ass and throat fucked by tentacles. The tentacle in her throat pulled back and slipped out of her throat and her mouth. Bernie coughed and spluttered, and then started moaning loudly as the other tentacles banged away in her cunt and ass. 

The tentacle that was in her mouth rubbed down along her belly and stopped at her pussy. It started pushing up against the other tentacle that was fucking her. It slid off a few times, but kept going back. 

Bernies' vaginal opening stretched even more and it managed to slide up alongside the other tentacle inside her. Bernie screamed loudly as her pussy was obscenely stretched around the two invaders. The two tentacles thrusted alternatively inside her. The friction was almost unbearable. Bernie cried out loudly and that seemed to excite the crowd even more.

The fucking went on and on. Bernie was struggling to breathe as the three tentacles fucked her hard. The show was being broadcast live on HV. Millions of people were watching her get violated all around the planet.

Soon another tentacle was pushing at her already occupied asshole. Bernie didn't think it could possibly fit in there, but it forced its way up. Her lower body was racked with pain as her asshole was stretched impossibly wide as it was forced to accommodate two thick tentacles as well. 

Four horrible tentacles were now assaulting Bernies' tender insides. The Pirates all around her were loving the show. The tentacles thrust into her repeatedly and mercilessly. 

Eventually, all the intense stimulation was getting to be too much. Bernie was helpless as a feeling of pleasure got stronger and stronger inside her. Soon she cried out and her body writhed as she was rocked with an intense orgasm.

The tentacles just kept fucking her hard as the orgasm subsided. They continued pumping away for a while. They started to pull out of her, one at a time. The exhausted Bernie just hung there, her skin glistening as fluid dripped out from her open pussy and asshole and the crowd continued to cheer loudly. 

"Wow, what a hard fucking, for a special little slut." said the announcer. "Clone girls can take a lot more punishment than regular girls. Let's see Bernie take on the big daddy!"

A much larger tentacle moved over to her and wriggled about in front of her. It was as thick as her leg. It slowly moved down and then rubbed against her pussy. Bernies' eyes went wide in terror. 

"No!! It'll Fuckin' kill me!!" she screamed out. The crowd cheered on excitedly. Bernie struggled against her bonds, but the Drogar held her securely. Suddenly there was a loud BOOM! above them.

Everyone looked up and there was another loud BOOM! The domed ceiling started to crack and small pieces started to fall down. Another BOOM! and large chunks of the ceiling fell down and bounced off the force field over the Arena and into the crowd, hitting several spectators. 

A large portion of the ceiling started collapsing and heavy debris fell down into the stadium. Many of the Pirates were crushed as they ran about in panic. The night sky could be seen through the huge gap, ...and a ship.

"The Van Halen!" cried out Bernie. The sleek ship drifted in through the gap and started shooting white laser blasts at the force field. The firing repeated, and soon the shield started to fail and went down. 

The Drogar seemed oblivious to what was happening and was trying to push its massive tentacle into Bernie. Her little cunt was resisting the massive invader, but Bernie didn't know how much longer it could resist. 

The Van Halen spun around and its' large cargo bay doors opened. A ten-foot tall, yellow mech jumped out and dropped down to the platform. Jets on its' feet slowed its decent, but it still came down with a loud THUD!

"Get away from her, you son of a Bitch!" said Streek from inside the Mech. The Logan Mech was carrying an enormous shotgun. Streek pointed it at the central mass of the Drogar and fired.

A heavy spray of metal ripped into the Drogar, and black, inky blood oozed out from it. The tentacles released Bernie and she dropped down a few meters, slamming onto the platform.

Tentacles started wrapping around the Mech. Streek pumped the shotgun and loaded another huge slug then fired it into the Drogar, blasting off several tentacles. She pumped it and fired again. The Drogars' tentacles all slumped to the ground, it was dying. 

Gunfire pinged off the Mech as Pirate guards came out shooting. Streek spun the Mech around and raised the shotgun at them and fired. A couple of the Pirates were ripped apart, their blood sprayed through the air. Streek pumped and fired again, and dropped another Pirate. 

The others took cover behind some fallen debris. Streek lowered her shotgun and raised the Mechs' left arm. There was a FOOMP! as a concussion grenade was launched right at them, then there was a loud BOOM! as pieces of the Pirates were thrown everywhere.

"Is that you Streek?" called out Bernie as she stiffly got up. She was stark naked and covered in slime and sweat, and she hurt all over.

"Yeah, I came to rescue you. What do you expect?!"

"Dude! I didn't expect you to show up in a Mech!"

"It's like a video-game, I'm getting used to the controls. Now go with Mia, I'll cover you." 

Mia was rappelling down from the Van Halen on a wire cable. When she got to the platform she called out, "Come on Blondie! Let's move it!" 

Bernie ran over to her. The hulking dead body of the Drogar disappeared. Then the huge black form of Xenogon, the Black Terror appeared. 

Mia got hold of Bernie and the wire cable started hoisting them up. The black Dragon came up to them, gnashing its razor sharp teeth. A powerful shotgun blast hit it on the side of the head, knocking it back. 

It hissed as the Mech ran up to it, firing on it again. "GO! GO! Get out of here!" Streek called out to Mia and Bernie. 

The Dragon lowered its' head and spewed out a stream of bright flames at the Mech. Streek tried to move out of the flames, but they enveloped her. 

It was getting really hot inside, and sweat poured off her face. Alerts sounded and over-heating Warnings flashed up on the Mechs' display window. Streek lifted the Mechs' arm again and blindly launched a grenade in the Dragons' general direction. 

The explosion shocked the Dragon and the stream of flames stopped. Streek raised the large shotgun and shot it in the head again. The shots were like hard knocks to the Dragon, and weren't doing any real damage. Streek ran up closer and swung the large shotgun like a club, smashing the Dragon in the head and making it stagger back. 

Xenogon turned and flicked its tail at her, knocking the Mech off its feet and making it crash down into the ground. Laser blasts then started firing down from the Van Halen, striking the Dragon in the back. It roared loudly and dragged its' back legs as it moved Now it looked like it was hurt.

Streek got her Mech standing upright again and ran up to the wounded dragon. It's head lashed forward at her, the mouth clamped around the top of the Mech and it lifted her up. Streek managed to force the shotgun down into its' mouth. Fire raged from the dragons' mouth and engulfed her. She pulled the trigger and the shotgun blast ripped through the Dragons' insides. 

The fire stopped, and the Dragons' head slumped down and the Mech crashed down to the ground hard. Streek struggled to dislodge the Mech from the dead dragons' mouth. She got the Mech standing upright again and the corpse of the dragon vanished. 

The next thing she knew Xenogon had respawned and was standing in front of her again. "Drakk!" said Streek looking up at it. It roared and spread its huge, bat-like wings. It took off from the ground and flew up toward the Van Halen. 

Streek was firing up at it with her shotgun. Thankfully, it looked like Mia and Bernie had made it back inside. The Van Halen shot its' laser cannons at the flying Dragon. The white lines of light lanced about the moving target, but failed to hit it. 

Xenogon latched onto the ship and started spewing flames right at the cockpit. Then Bernies' voice came over the comm in Streeks Mech, "Streek, watch out! We're gunna destroy the platform, the holo projectors are housed in it."

"Got ya!" said Streek. The Mech started running for the edge of the platform as the ship launched a couple of missiles down at it. She dove off as huge explosions tore the large, round platform apart. The huge, black, fire-spewing dragon flickered and then vanished. 

Streeks' Mech lifted itself up from the ground as fiery debris rained down around her. Right in front of her was a pavilion where Commander Kahn and Vince were looking up at her. 

Vince just stood there with his arms spread wide and a big smile on his face, "Beautiful! ...Such raw chaos! this show is ...A MASTERPIECE!!"

"Get down you fool!!" called out Commander Kahn as he took cover. Streek levelled her shotgun at them and fired. Vinces' blood sprayed all over the pavilion as the shot ripped him apart.

Zacs' voice came over the comm, "Streek! Watch Out! Incoming!" Streek quickly turned her Mech around, then it was slammed hard from above. 

Another Mech was on top of her. This one was larger, at least half as big again and covered in rounded grey plating. It looked quite advanced. It picked Streeks' Mech up and slammed it down hard into the debris covered floor. Streek screamed out in pain as the strong impact hit her. 

The Van Halen shot its' laser cannons at the Mech. The laser blasts were absorbed by an energy shield around it. The enemy Mech picked Streeks' Mech up again and threw her through a pair of large doors that lead out from the main Arena. It sprinted after her as the Van Halen fired on it, but soon it was out of the Van Halens' line of sight.

Streek was dazed from all the hard slamming. Her Mech was on it's back on the floor. She struggled to get it back up again, but the enemy Mech approached and was soon standing over her.

Large vibro-blades extended from its' arms and it raised them high. It slashed them down with great speed, slicing the arms of Streeks' Mech clean off. The blades retracted again and it raised one foot and put it on the torso of the damaged Mech and just stood there on top of it.

A face suddenly showed up on Streeks' display window. It was Skylar, with her youthful face and round glasses. "I've got all the best toys, don't I Lisa?" said the teenage girl smiling.

"Skylar! ...I saw you on HV."

"Yeah, I saw you too. ...You've got an old model there. Gotta keep up with the times. Although these days the times are moving at warp-speed. I knew you'd show up here, the way you asked about the female Anders clone, you care for her, or at least feel some guilt or responsibility. You had to come and rescue her, didn't you?" 

Skylar opened up a comm to the Van Halen. "You there in the ship, I suggest you power down. My flagship, the 'Cthulhu', is close by. It's brimming with integrated Alien tech. It's larger, faster and more powerful than yours."

"Not faster!" said Zac "No ship is faster than the Van Halen!"

"Don't try us!"

"Zac, You gotta get out of here now!" said Streek.

"NO!!" came Bernies' loud voice. "We're not leaving without Streek! ...Let go of me you bitch!..." There was some loud thwacking over the comm. "Raaagh!!, I'll die before I leave her behind!"

"If you go out there, you will die! and then you'll be no help to Streek at all!" said Mia.

"Get out of here!" called out Streek again. "It's not all your fault Bernie. I'm sorry. You need to go now!" The Van Halen turned and zoomed out of the devastated Holo-Arena.

Skylar got on the comm again "Captain Payne, pursue the enemy, try to recover the ship. Bring it's crew in alive if possible, but don't be too concerned about their welfare. ...At least I've got you Lisa."

Streek opened up the hatch and climbed out of her smashed up Mech, she was wearing her dark blue jump-suit. She stood on top of the machine and looked up at Skylars' large advanced Mech. "You want me? Why don't you come out here and face me you little Bitch?!" 

Skylar laughed, "Earlier, your red-headed friend asked how a little girl got to be leader of the Pirates. I'll tell you this, it's not by being stupid!" Streek cried out as Skylars' Mech grabbed hold of her and lifted her up.

"I should squash you like a bug!" said Skylar, holding her up to the view screen. "You killed my Scrappy. You trashed my daddies' arena. You made me look weak. I hate that! But at least I got to try my Ronin Mech out, it's pretty damn cool isn't it?" 

"...I was right about you being a killer. You're practically swimming in blood, aren't you? Did you see a kindred spirit in Scrappy as you murdered him? You've shown that you're the top predator. I think I'll make you my new Scrappy." 

"You're not right in the head. Do you know that?" said Streek.

"But there's things about you that I just don't like, so I'm gunna make a better you. Come on Lisa, I'll take you to my Cloning Pod."

The outside of the Mech surged with electrical power. Streek screamed out as intense pain shot through her body and she blacked out.

*********

Streek slowly came round. Now she was in a small room, sitting in a chair with her arms cuffed in front of her. A big male Pirate with an assault rifle in his hands was looking at her. 

"You're awake now, eh Bitch? come on, get up" He grabbed her arms and pulled her up, Streek was still a bit groggy and wobbled on her feet. She noticed a collar was around her neck and moved her hands up to touch it.

"Play with it all you want, you're not gunna get it off. That's to make sure you behave yourself. Now come on, I'm taking you to Skylar." 

He marched her out of the room and down a corridor. Streek realised she was in a Star Ship. He took her to the bridge, a fairly large room with several consoles and seats and a large display screen up the front. It was certainly built to be a military ship, with a basic, no-frills design. 

There were a few Pirates around manning the consoles. The screen showed that they were flying over the moon-lit ocean. Skylar was there in her tight green dress, leaning back on a railing. 




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 09



Streek was taken to her and she smiled like she was greeting a friend. "Hi Lisa, sorry about the new accessories, but you've proven that you're quite dangerous, even with your hands cuffed. I think the slave-collar suits you. Do you want to try and start some trouble? see what happens?"

"Okay then" said Streek, she quickly went to kick Skylar, but as she went to move, an agonising jolt of electricity surged through her body and made her scream out and drop to the floor. 

Everyone in the room was looking at her. Skylar bent down and helped her get back up again, "Ha! I wasn't sure if you'd actually try it. You're fun!"

Streek then noticed the ring around her finger. It was thick, grey and metallic. There was a raised circle on it, like a button. It didn't look decorative, it looked high tech. It probably served a purpose. Streek wondered what it was.

She shook her head, the pain quickly went away, but it was intense. "How did it know what I was going to do? did it read my mind or my body language?."

"Certain parts of your brain fire up when you're about to commit any act of aggression. The collar monitors your brain activity and responds." Streek nodded, at least she knew what she was up against now. "Anyway, welcome aboard the Jaws III." said Skylar. 

"This is the Jaws III?!" Streek had a flashback to her previous life, when the Jaws III swooped in on their small shuttle craft, blasting away. Streek watched the shields whittle away and was certain he was going to die.

"Unfortunately the Cthulhu is currently engaged. I bet you would have found her most impressive."

"I bet it stinks, like all Pirate ships." 

Skylar held up Streeks' laser gun. "Nice gun!, Champion Ruby, These things have high capacity batteries, can just keep killing and killing. I think I'll hold on to it for now." she said as she tucked it into her belt. 

Then she held up Streeks' TAB. "Your TAB won't turn on for me. I bet there's some tasty Alien Tech integrated into it. My eggheads will be taking a very close look at it soon."

A deep voice came over Skylars' TAB, "Captain Payne to Skylar." 

"That'll be the Cthulhu now." said Skylar, lifting her TAB, "Is it done Captain?"

"Negative, we chased them out into the system, but we lost them."

"How did you lose them?"

"They ...were faster than us, and they're invisible to all but short range scanners." 

Skylar sighed, "Seems that boy wasn't just boasting. We will need to rethink the Cthulhus' engines. Meanwhile, put out a twenty five million dollar bounty on the Van Halen. Mia Bolton and Bernadette Anders will fetch fifteen million alive and ten dead. Any associates of theirs, and any other Ben Anders clones are six million, dead or alive. You got all that?"

"It is done Mistress." Streek was relieved that her friends got away.

"That boy I talked to on the Van Halen, he's the one who hacked the Fortress Security System isn't he. Who is he?"

"Rocky Balboa." said Streek dryly. 

Skylar frowned, "The better you will tell me!"

The doors slipped open and Sadie entered. She walked right up to Streek and gave her a hard slap on her butt. "Bad Clone! ...Bad!" Streek just glared at her. 

"You've been running around town bringing all sorts of death and destruction. I had a crew of seven, your lot killed three of them and wounded two. I lost five on New Heidi. I'm gunna get a reputation as the Captain of Death. Tank is furious, he really hates being laid up in the infirmary."

"Tell him next time I'll send him to the morgue." 

Sadie smiled at her. "You're hard-core! It's a real turn-on." She looked at Skylar, "Can I borrow her for a while?"

"Don't you have a ship to run?" 

"I thought I'd let you do it. I know you like being in charge." 

Skylar looked annoyed, "Fine. Don't do any more drugs."

"I wasn't going to."

"...Because I'd hate to have to take the Jaws off you permanently."

"I wasn't going to!" said Sadie irritated.

"Come on Streek." said Sadie, pulling her along with her.

"I'm not going to have sex with you, you disgust me!" said Streek.

"You owe me, sweet-heart."

"You molested me while I was helpless. I owe you a broken neck!"

"Yeah, keep talking like that, you're getting me all wet."

Sadie dragged Streek off to her quarters. Once they got in she slapped Streek over the back of the head. "It's all your fault Cunt! Tempting me to do fuckin' Ryphin with you!" She smacked Streek again, "She singles me out! All the Captains do fuckin' drugs!" 

Streek grimaced at her. "You wanna strike back at me? Come on then Bitch!" Streek just stood there, and then spat at her. Sadie opened her jacket and pulled down her shirt, showing a large, purple bruise between her tits. "You kick hard Bitch! look at this. Aren't you gunna say sorry?"

"I'm not!, I'd do it again!."

"Heh, you can make up for it with your actions. Eat out my pussy and get me off, like I did for you."

"No."

"Come on killer. You like pussy don't you?" said Sadie, dropping her black pants. "...Or did you enjoy Tanks' big fat cock so much that that's all you want now? I can arrange for you to play with the men for a while." 

She slipped off her purple panties and laid back on the bed spreading her legs. Her pubic hair was shaved in a thin, black landing strip and her puffy, pink pussy lips were glistening. She had two large round stud piercings above and below her clit, and there was a barbed wire tattoo on her mound. 

It was an unusual sight, but not entirely unappealing to Streek. Sadie lifted her shirt, exposing her fairly average sized breasts with golden rings though each nipple, and several more tattoos on her chest. A thorny rose was inked into her left breast and a shark was inked into her right.

"You can start by kissing my titties, watch the bruise."

"I told you, I'm not having sex with you. You're just Junkie Pirate scum!"

"Really?!" Sadie reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a small, round device. "What's this? could it be the remote for your slave-collar?" Streek just looked at her and Sadie gave her a half smile. 

She pressed the button and Streek screamed out as intense pain surged through her entire body, her legs went weak and she dropped to the ground. It was over quickly and Streek sat back up. "You fuckin' Slut!" she spat out.

"You're not some kind of masochist who enjoys that, are you? ...no, you enjoy inflicting pain and death, don't you?"

"Yeah, take my collar off, let me show you!"

"Ha! Listen to me bitch! If I'm not feeling pleasure, then you're feeling pain, you got that?" 

Streek stood up again, "Scum!"

"Kiss my titties ...Now!" Sadie said holding up the remote with her thumb hovering over the button.

Streek slowly climbed onto the bed, glaring at Sadie. "Do you feel good about yourself?, having to force people to have sex with you."

"Making me feel good is your job Dyke." 

Streek moved her head down and started kissing Sadies' tits. Maybe if she pretended it was Mia... "Yeah, run your tongue along them, suck on my nipples, they're getting all hard for you." said Sadie, leaning back. Streek ran her tongue around the metal rings in her nipples.

Soon Sadie grabbed Streeks' hair and moved her head close and kissed her on the lips. Streek felt her tongue, with its' metal stud, lashing about in her mouth. She wanted to pull away, but Sadie had hold of her. 

After a little while Sadie stopped kissing and smiled at her, then she pushed Streeks' head back down to her tits. "Kiss your way down, slowly, to my hot pussy." she instructed. Streek did as she said and caressed her tits and nipples again and then slowly worked her way down her chest and belly until she was down at her crotch. She was hit with the strong aroma of her wet pussy. 

"You know what to do." said Sadie. Streek started licking along her pussy lips, Sadie was quite wet and she could taste her tangy juices. "You're gunna have to be more forceful than that if you want to get me off!" 

Streek sunk her mouth into the wet pussy and rubbed the warm insides with her tongue. "Ah, Yeah, that's nice, keep that up Bitch!" said Sadie. "I knew you love pussy." Streek had her head buried in Sadies' crotch and continued eating her out.

"So, you knew Naeme huh? Said you beat him into a coma? He was the Captain of this ship, you know, and I used to be his bitch. It wasn't an ideal situation for me, but I was getting a steady supply of drugs to keep me happy. One night Naeme was shitfaced and got it into his head that he wanted to stick it up my ass. He wasn't taking no for an answer. I was badly beaten and ass-raped. You don't just let something like that go. I plotted my revenge."

"...I started to plant ideas in the simple minds of his crew, that they would make better Captains, and that it was ripe for the taking. Before long there was mutiny. Former Captain Naeme was left stranded on an isolated planet with a gun and a single bullet, as is Pirate tradition. The other men were all left fighting over the Captaincy, and fighting over me."

"...Then along came Skylar. She looked us all over and decided that she wanted little ol' me to be the Captain, provided I do rehab and get clean. By then I was sick of being a Pirates' bitch, so I grabbed the opportunity. Surprisingly, Tank was my biggest supporter. He was probably the only one who didn't want to be the Captain, he's just happy being Tank. Don't neglect my clit girl, give it a good tongue lashing for me."

"I think I make a pretty good Captain. Better than Naeme at any rate. Except there's a clone bitch who keeps killing my crew! ...Aaah Yes!, like that, that's good! ...And here I am now, on a knifes edge with Skylar, caught between my dire need to get off my head on drugs and stop feeling like shit all the time, and my desire to stay Captain of the Jaws III in these 'exiting times'." 

Streek looked up at her, juices dripped down from her mouth, "I don't give a shit! Go and OD on Zero or something. The galaxy won't miss you!"

"You see, if you keep saying stuff like that, I'm gunna have to break up with you. Get back to work Bitch!"

Streek continued eating her out. She wanted to get it over with, so she gently sucked on Sadies' clit while finger fucking her. Sadie moaned and writhed with pleasure. "Ahhhh Yeah! Oh Yeah!, Keep going, I'm gunna cum! ...mmmmm" Sadie grabbed Streeks' head and held it between her legs and her body writhed and she moaned as she climaxed. 

She let go of Streek and slumped back on the bed with a big smile on her face. Streek got up from the bed, she wiped the juices away from her face with her cuffed hands, "Are we done?"

"No." said Sadie, smiling as she got up. She went up to Streek and moved her face close to hers. Streek turned her head away, but Sadie grabbed it and gave her another lusty kiss on the lips. She groped at Streeks' big boobs. "You've been a good girl, I'm gunna give you a little present."

"I don't want it!" said Streek.

"Come now, you're gunna love it!"

Sadie pushed Streek back onto the bed, then she went over and opened up a storage compartment on the wall. She dug around a bit and then pulled out a medium sized black box. She open the lid and then pulled out a fairly large vibrator.

"Here, this one's my favourite! It always gets me cumming hard!" The clear, white vibrator was large and thick, and slightly curved. It had a fat penis-head at the end and a thicker base with a protruding clitoris vibrator. The shaft seemed quite smooth. 

Sadie thumbed the switch at the base and it came alive. It wriggled around and thrust up and down and the shaft bulged and throbbed and twisted, it buzzed as it vibrated powerfully.

"You're not sticking that thing in me!" 

"Come on Streek, you're gunna love it!"

Sadie turned the vibrator off again and put it down on the bed. She pushed Streek back on the bed and got on top of her. She started unzipping Streeks' dark blue jump-suit. 

With Streeks' hands bound in front of her, she couldn't pull the jump-suit all the way down, she slipped her hand down into Streeks' panties and started fingering her. 

Streeks' hymen hadn't had time to grow back since she was deflowered by Tank. "Ahh, stop that bitch!" she protested as Sadie rubbed at her pussy.

"No, just relax and enjoy it baby." Soon Streek started to get wet from the stimulation. Sadie pulled her hand from the panties and licked Streeks' juices from her fingers. "Yummy!" she said as she grabbed the vibrator. 

Streek struggled against her as she moved it down to her crotch and pulled her panties down. She pushed against her with her cuffed hands. "Stop fighting me, or I'm gunna have to shock you again." said Sadie angrily. 

Streek felt the fat head of the vibrator pressing up against her slit. "Just relax and you'll enjoy it Bitch!" Streek cried out as Sadie forced the vibrator into her pussy. She pushed it in deep until Streek felt the little finger press into her clit, and the fat head, prodding deep inside her. The little finger seemed to go very soft and mould itself around her clitoris, making Streek gasp.

Then Sadie switched it on again. Streek immediately felt the powerful buzzing vibrations inside her, and the device throbbing and moving about. The little finger gently vibrated on her clit. All the stimulation was quite overwhelming. Streek moaned as Sadie held the Vibrator inside her and rubbed her breasts with the other hand.

Sadie pulled Streeks' panties back up, so that they were holding the vibrator firmly inside her. She moved back up the bed and straddled Streeks' head so that she was sitting on her face with her pussy at her mouth. 

She didn't need to say anything, Streek started licking at her pussy again. The wild movement and strong vibrations in her pussy had it sopping wet. It felt good. Her tongue lashed out inside Sadies' wet cunt. 

Streek could already feel the fluttering sensation of a building orgasm. Both girls were moaning with pleasure. Then Skylars' voice came over the intercom, "All hands prepare for landing."

Sadie sighed, "Already? And we were having such a good time!"

Sadie got off of Streeks' face and slid down on the bed beside her, she slid her hand down to her crotch. Streek could feel a strong orgasm building. "Unn! ...No, not yet! ...ooh." she said to Sadie. 

Sadie laughed, "First you don't want me to put it in, now you don't want me to take it out. What did I tell you?" She groped and kissed her tits as Streek moaned softly. Then Streek reached her peak and moaned out just as the room shuddered as the Jaws III landed.

The powerful orgasm sent waves of pleasure washing over her body. Sadie kissed her on the lips and Streek kissed her back. Then Sadie moved down and pulled down her wet panties and switched off the vibrator and pulled it out from her hot, wet pussy. 

The vibrator was dripping wet, Sadie put it up to Streeks' mouth and she licked it, tasting her own juices. "That's three big Os I've given you. You've only given me one, and a bruise. I'd love to stay here and even the score, but we gotta get dressed and get moving. Skylar doesn't like to be kept waiting." 

Sadie and Streek walked down the ramp, exiting the Jaws III. They were in a huge indoors area, like a domed hangar. The air was cold. Skylar was waiting out there wearing a large fur coat. Several armed Pirate men were around her.

"Did you two have a good time?" asked Skylar as they approached.

"Yeah, we did." said Sadie smiling. "I hope you're not gunna be too rough on my girlfriend here."

"She's no good for you Sadie. She's the enemy, it was never meant to be."

"My heart is breaking." said Sadie dryly.

"She not capable of giving herself to you anyway. She's been hurt too much. She's just a cold-blooded predator now."

Streek just glared at her. "Where are we?" 

"Not far from the North Pole. It's where I keep my most valuable loot."

"Alien tech." said Streek

"Yeah, you thought it would be at the Fortress didn't you? Silly you! Come on, I bet you're dying to see the Cloning Pod again."

They left the hangar and walked outside. The air was freezing and there was snow everywhere. There was a large open area and a few large buildings around, including a couple of guard towers. The largest was a four storey building to the north. There were plenty of heavily armed Pirate guards around. She also saw scientist in white lab coats here and there, going about their business.

Streek had never heard of Pirates doing their own research and development before, they usually just plundered technology from others. It appeared they were doing what the Resistance was doing, working out how to integrate alien technology into their own weapons, vehicles and devices. 

She had seen the evidence of that already, with the Holo-Arena, Ronin Mech and the Cthulhu ship Skylar seemed so proud of. 

They come to a large squarish building and entered through the large doorway. They entered a secure room, and the first thing Streek was aware of was the eight-foot tall Cloning Pod in the centre. The room had large steel walls and a very high ceiling. There was a staircase leading up to another open level. There were consoles and machinery littered about. 

The Cloning Pod was like she remembered it, sitting in Ben's workshop on the Clubber Lang. It was strangely beautiful, with its luminous silver, curved surfaces. It was the prize that Streek had been longing for. The means of giving her back her male body, the body she truly belonged in. But she had come before it in chains.

There were a few men in the room, a blonde man was working on a console next to it. As they got closer, he turned around and Streek saw a very familiar face. "You're acquainted with Ben Anders." said Skylar, "This is one of him."

"Girl Streek. I'm sorry to see they got you." said Ben-Three. 

"We've got matching jewellery I see." said Streek. he could see that he was also wearing a slave-collar.

"You ...you got any news about my fellow clones?" Streek hesitated.

"You just needed to ask." said Skylar. "Three of them got crispy fried in the Arena, before Lisa here trashed it. The girl has taken a ride in a Star Ship, but it'll come to an end soon enough."

"They're dead?" said Ben-Three sadly.

"I'm sorry. I didn't get there in time." said Streek.

"You're one of the blonde-headed cock-suckers from New Heidi!" said Sadie. "...Tank killed one of you there. How many of you are there? You're like fuckin' rats."

"We met before that!" said Ben-Three, snarling at her.

"Oh right, I remember, from that shitty little shuttle. Your weed was shit."

"Is the Cloning Pod ready to start making clones?" asked Skylar.

"Yeah, ...but I haven't tested it yet." said Ben-Three, looking at her with hate-filled eyes.

"That's what we're here for. You can make clones of clones, can't you?"

"Yeah, ...you can."

"Then I want you to make me another McKenzie."

Ben-Three looked at Streek, "Sorry Girl Streek, I gotta do what they say." Streek frowned and nodded at him. "I need some DNA, an FBS and a DBS."

"What's that bunch of letters you just spurted out?" asked Sadie.

"Deoxyribonucleic Acid, Full Body Scan and Deep Brain Scan." said Skylar. 

She nodded to a Pirate guard, and he came up to Streek and punched her hard in the face. Streeks' collar surged and she screamed out as she tried to strike back. The Pirate guard then backed away again. 

Blood was trickling down from Streeks' nose. Skylar went up to her and wiped some of the blood on her finger, then she went and held it up to Ben-Three, "Your Deoxyribonucleic Acid." she said. 

"You could have just taken a fuckin' strand of hair!" said Ben-Three angrily.

"I know." said Skylar. "Go with him for the scans Lisa."

Ben-Three got her to stand in front of the Pod for a Full Body Scan, "Hold on!" said Skylar, she came over to Streek and slipped her TAB and her Champion Ruby into her pockets. "Some birthday presents for your clone." 




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 09



Skylar stepped back and the lines of green light ran over her. Skylar came back and got the items off her again. She handed the TAB over to a scientist in a white lab coat. "Get started on reverse engineering this, I want a full report on what it can do by tomorrow."

"Yes Mistress."

When it came to doing the Deep Brain Scan, Streek started to get sweaty and nervous. She remembered before when she did a Deep Brain Scan on the Cloning Pod, she woke up in this female body, her life changed forever. 

Was she going to wake up as someone else again?. She ripped her head away from the scanner. "NO! I can't do it!" she said backing away. 

Skylar looked annoyed and started fumbling around inside her fur coat. "Sadie, do you have the remote for the slave-collar?"

"Uh, ...yeah, I do actually. hang on!." Sadie got out the remote and pressed the button. Streek screamed out in agony and dropped down to her knees. 

"Stop it!, you don't need to do that!" said Ben-Three.

"It looked like she wasn't complying, that's what the slave-collars are for." said Skylar.

"Come on Streek, just do the scan." Streek just knelt there, shaking her head. "Can you just give her a minute?"

"No." said Skylar, she motioned for some of her guards to get her. A couple of big Pirate men lifted her up and dragged her over to the Cloning Pod. 

They held her head to the Scanner. She shook her head and struggled against them. One of them grabbed her head with his big, meaty hand and held it still. The other had his fingers on her face, holding up her eyelids. The line of green light passed over her eyes and then she was let go, slumping to the floor.

"Amazing isn't it?" said Skylar coming up to her. "All your memories, all your skills and experience, all your most private thoughts, your personality, everything that makes you, you. It's all copied over as computer code. And as computer code, it can be modified by an experienced hacker. You murdered our best hacker back at the Holo-Arena, but I understand Ben Anders is good with that sort of stuff."

"Nah, I tend to exaggerate my computing skills." said Ben-Three.

"That's a lie. You're going to make the modifications we want to her DBS. Dr Dorkley will be supervising you."

"Well, as usual, I got no choice do I?"

"No."

"I'm going to need some matter too." said Ben-Three "Anything that equals her weight." 

Skylar sent some of her Pirate guards off. Ben-Three went to a nearby console and started tapping away at the holographic keyboard. The bearded scientist in a white coat was looking over his shoulder, telling him what to do. 

Streek just sat on the floor looking at the Cloning Pod while the Pirates talked to each other. "Hey Sadie." said Skylar. "How do you think Tank will feel about being cloned?"

"I don't know, it's hard to tell with him."

"I understand he has quite a talent for violence. Can you imagine a whole Platoon of him coming at you on the battlefield?"

"And he'd have the regeneration and everything. You vicious little bitch!"

"Now you see why I wanted the Pod so much."

"Mistress Skylar, come and have a look at this." said Dr Dorkley motioning her over. When she come over he pointed at the screen, "This analysis shows that she has over one hundred and fifty years worth of pure combat experience."

"Wow!, really? how old is she?"

"Around ten days." Skylar looked over at Streek.

"So, your mind has already been altered. That's why you're such a tenacious little killing machine. I bet you can think of a hundred different ways to take out everyone in this room, but the slave-collar stops them all. I gotta get my hands on the Alien Tech behind this, my clone army will be unstoppable."

The Pirate guards came back in, wheeling in boxes of ammunition on a trolley. "You would do just as well with a load of trash." said Ben-Three. "There's plenty of that around!" he said, looking directly at Sadie.

"Are you made of trash Benny-boy?" asked Sadie.

"No, I was made out of Star ship parts."

"I want her to be made out of bullets." said Skylar. "What were you made out of Lisa?"

"I don't remember."

"Certainly not sugar and spice and all things nice." laughed Sadie.

"Are you about ready to make my clone yet?" asked Skylar a while later.

"Yeah, we're just about ready." said Ben-Three. "I'm not happy about this mind-altering thing. She could end up a vegetable, or insane like you. Don't blame me if she attacks you."

"Just get it done, I'm getting antsy." The Ben clone tapped away on the console and the small dark windows on the front of the pod lit up with bright green light. 

"Billions of nanobots are currently taking the ammunition apart and restructuring the atoms into the form of the clone, based on the blueprint we've provided. It'll take about five minutes until she's complete."

Skylar looked at Streek again, "Don't you find this fascinating Lisa? Ten days ago that was you being built inside there." Streek hadn't given much thought to her creation. She saw it as the point where she was unwillingly turned into a woman. She wondered what her clone was going to be like, and couldn't help feeling dread over what was to come.

Fairly soon the light from the Cloning Pod dimmed and died away. "The clone is complete and the Pod has given her life, ...it's done." said Ben-Three.

"About time." said Skylar, rubbing her hands together "Open it up, lets see her. On your feet Lisa, I bet you're dying to meet her as well." Streek got up and watched as the doors slid open. 

Standing there in the Pod with her eyes closed, was a perfect copy of her. With her slim frame and large breasts, and shoulder length, dark brown hair with a streak of white on the fringe. She had perfectly smooth, soft, fair skin, just like Streeks which had completely grown back last week. She was wearing the same dark-blue jump-suit and had her arms bound in front of her and was wearing a slave collar. 

Her eyelids flicked open and she blinked and looked out at Skylar and Streek with her dark brown eyes. "Hello McKenzie." said Skylar smiling. "Welcome to the world. How are you feeling?" 

The clone blinked and looked around, "I'm all right, ...a bit disoriented." she said. 'Is that what I sound like?' thought Streek.

"Can you tell me where your loyalties lie?" asked Skylar. 

The clone didn't hesitate, "With you Mistress, and the Pirate Alliance, always." 

Skylar turned to Streek smiling. "See? ...Better!"

"That's fuckin' twisted!" said Streek. "You took away her free will."

"I've customised the clone to better suit my needs. Come forward McKenzie." The clone slowly walked forward, out of the Pod. "You won't be needing these, you're not my prisoner." Skylar released the cable-locks around her wrists and then went behind her and removed the slave-collar.

"Do you know who that is?" said Skylar nodding toward Streek. The clone looked at her coolly. "My Sire, and a fellow McKenzie clone, and an enemy of the Alliance."

"Does she enjoy killing Pirates?"

"Oh yeah, she gets off on it." Streek grit her teeth in anger.

"Any other interesting things you can tell me?"

"There are plenty of things Mistress. I can draw you a nice treasure map, the X is in a Globular Cluster called M13, and you will like the treasure you'll find there."

"Shut up!" said Streek. "Don't you know that they brainwashed you? If you're me, then you've been raped by Pirates, gang-raped on more than one occasion. Why the hell would you choose to be on their side?"

"If anyone ever tried to rape me, I'd rip their balls off. If they raped you, then that's too bad. Whatever we're strong enough to take is ours by rights."

"There's gotta be a part of you that hates yourself for saying that."

"There isn't. I just hate you, and your weakness."

"I don't mean to sound like a bitch," said Skylar. "...but I like her better than you. She's much more open and honest."

"This is fuckin evil!" said Streek. 

"There's also someone you should watch out for." said McKenzie. "Another clone who's with the Resistance, a little old man by the name of Doctor Arnott, ...very dangerous. She hasn't been able to get in contact with him lately, but he has come here after the Cloning Pod. He's got a super advanced stealth ship with plenty of Alien Tech goodies. Including the mind-writer that you want Mistress."

"Damn you! The Doc has been good to us. I owe everything to him!" said Streek.

"I think it's you who's been brainwashed! The Doctor was just using you. You and Bernie were just pieces of Alien Tech that he could use to achieve his goals. On New Heidi, you didn't function the way he wanted, so he discarded you. He told you that he planned on using and destroying all Alien Tech, but he didn't tell you that that included you and Bernie. You know I'm telling the truth!"

"No, he saved us from torture and death."

"He was just recovering you, because you were too dangerous in the hands of the enemy."

"Fuck you! Skylar is just using you!"

"I know, I want her to use me."

"Ha!, this is quite entertaining." said Skylar. "I hope this Dr Arnott pays us a visit. I'll be ready for him." she looked at the McKenzie clone, "What do you think we should do with your Sire?"

"She's an enemy of the Pirate Alliance, she needs to die. Let me kill her for you."

"I was thinking of putting her to work in a busy brothel, she can pleasure a hundred Pirates for every one she killed."

"No, she's too dangerous, and Bernie Anders will come for her."

"Yes, I got that impression as well."

"Then I can kill her?" asked the clone, getting out her Champion Ruby.

"Okay then!" Skylar came and grabbed the laser gun from her. "I want you to do it with your bare hands."

"Fine with me. After it's done, ...I have a request..."

"What's that?"

"My Grand-sire was male. I feel that I'm male too. I want to use the Cloning Pod to give me a mans' body again."

"So, she has gender issues too?" said Skylar looking at Streek.

"She thinks she's a man?" said Sadie. "I thought she was just a little butch."

"No, we won't be doing that just yet. Like you said, Bernie will be coming for her. Instead she's going to rescue you, and you'll be my girl on the inside when we come knocking on the Resistances' door." she looked at Streek again, "All your friends are going to think you're a stinking traitor!"

"You fuckin' mad bitch!" spat Streek.

"But once the Resistance has been ...incorporated into the Pirate Alliance, I'll grant your request. Man or woman, you'll still be my Great White Shark."

"All right, lets do this then!" said the clone, approaching Streek with her fists clenched. 

Streek held her cuffed hands up in front of her "Hey, now just wait a min..." THWAK! McKenzie punched her hard in the head, sending her stumbling back, she slipped forward and gave a strong kick to her guts, knocking her off her feet. Streek quickly pulled herself up again,

"Nnngh! ...I can't even fight back with this fuckin' slave-collar on!"

"Y'know, that doesn't seem to bother me!" said her clone, smashing a fist into her head again. 

Streek leant back and dodged a high roundhouse kick. "Are you scared I'd beat you in a fair fight?".

"I'm not the one who's scared, you are! and with good reason." McKenzie came at her again with a series of fast punches and kicks. Streek did her best to dodge and block with her bound hands, but a strong kick struck her side, making her groan.

Streek turned and ran, she jumped up on the handrail on the stairs and ran up it. McKenzie was close behind. "You have nowhere to run to Sire!" Streek leapt off, onto the upper level. McKenzie leapt off with a flying kick and got her in the back, sending her tumbling forward. 

She ran up and kicked Streek hard in the head as she tried to get up. Sadie and Skylar looked up watching her laying into Streek on the ground. "Maybe we should take her slave-collar off, we're never gunna see a more evenly matched fight." said Sadie.

"You don't grasp just how dangerous she is. If we take her collar off, anything could happen. If our girl is happy to just beat the crap out of her, I'll let her."

Streek rolled away, just as McKenzie was about to stomp her face. She got up on her feet again and backed away, her face was swollen and bleeding. 

Her clone came at her with more frenzied punches, most of them connecting. Streek retaliated by raising her cuffed arms in a double fist and screamed out in pain as the intense shock hit her body as she slammed McKenzie in the jaw. 

Both of them stumbled back. Streek was dazed and still hurting. "Ha! That punch hurt you more than it hurt me. Do it again Bitch!" said McKenzie, rubbing her jaw.

McKenzie leapt at her with a flying kick, Streek ducked low, dodging her and darted away. Streek leapt up on a console and then up on some machinery, she ran up the wall and grabbed onto one of the steel beams that criss-crossed the ceiling with her cuffed hands. She managed to swing her legs up and climb up there. 

"Don't think you're gunna get away from me up there." said McKenzie. She did the same, leaping and climbing up to the beams. Streek stood up, gaining her balance on the thick, steel beam. 

McKenzie was already standing in front of her with her fists raised. "Bad idea coming up here Streek. Gravity is gunna give you the smack-down." 

She came at her with more kicks. Streek had to concentrate hard to try and block and dodge and keep her balance. She leapt to a parallel beam, and McKenzie leapt across too. 

McKenzie feinted a left kick and then smashed Streek in the head with a powerful left hook. Streek was dazed and struggled to keep her balance. Then McKenzie gave another strong kick to her chest. Streek slipped back and fell, but managed to catch the beam with her bound arms. 

Her clone walked up to her, "Down you go!" she said and then stomped Streeks' head. Streek let go of the beam and fell about four meters, crashing into a desk below and smashing it to pieces. She was dazed and hurt all over, but still managed to just move away in time as McKenzie came crashing down after her, almost stomping her head. Streek was struggling to get to her feet.

"She's brutal! It's getting me all wet again!" said Sadie, watching on,

"Jeez Sadie!, you don't need to share everything!" said Skylar. "I like her too. I'll be making a lot more of her ...or him, down the track. I'll have a whole school of sharks to unleash on the galaxy. They're gunna help us win the war. And when it come time to... something's wrong!" Skylar looked around, a few seconds later the alarms started sounding and computerised voice was saying "Red Alert." repeatedly. 

"How do you do that?" asked Sadie. 

Skylar was on her TAB, "Speak!" she ordered.

"Mistress Skylar, intruders have infiltrated the facility. Our forces are engaging them."

"Why didn't we get any proximity alerts?"

"They must have been using some kind of stealth technology Mistress. They seemed to come from nowhere!"

"Throw everything we have at them. Put the Cloning Pod room in lockdown. Put out a planet-wide order for every Pirate Faction to send available forces to this location. Order the Cthulhu back here. Just stop them!"

"You still getting up?" said McKenzie, ignoring the alerts. "Can't you see that your fucked. You're never gunna get your cock back! and you tried so hard too. When I get my cock back, I'm gunna get one of those slave-collars for Bernie. Make her my fuck slave. I'm gunna enjoy raping her up the ass, making her scream." Streek grit her teeth and growled in anger.

"...Then when I get bored of her, I'll choke the life out of her and throw her away with the trash."

"FUCK YOU!!" Streek yelled as she stepped forward and swung her double-fist hard, smashing McKenzie in the face. The slave collar made her body blaze with agonising pain, but she didn't care. Streek gave a straight kick right into her chest and the collar continued to fire. She gave another strong double-fisted punch into McKenzies' jaw, knocking her back. 

The slave collar surged, Streek put up with the pain. The agonizing shocks weren't making her weaker any more, in fact she was feeling much stronger. She roared as she ripped her arms apart, and the broken cable locks fell to the floor.

"You're fucked!" said Streek. McKenzie came at her again. Streek blocked a fast, high kick and threw a quick right jab to her face. The collar surged, but it felt like it was super-charging her with raw power. 

Streek followed up with a powerful left hook. McKenzie was unable to defend herself against the flurry of strong punches, each one made the collar surge and fill her with raw power. Streeks' fists actually started to glow with blue light.

The power was getting too much. The raw strength seemed to fill her to her core. It started to feel like she was going to explode. She stopped punching and McKenzie was still on her feet, but clearly dazed, her face was beaten and bloody. 

Streek couldn't contain the power that had built up within her. She threw her arms forward and roared, and a bright blue light shot from her hands right into McKenzie. She was thrown across the room at high speed and smashed into the wall. Slowly she peeled off the wall and crashed limply to the ground.

"Holy Shit!" said Streek, looking at her hands. Black smoke rose from her overloaded slave-collar. It was then that she became aware that the facility was on Red Alert.

"Kill her!" called out Skylar. There were ten armed Pirate guards in the room, down on the lower level. They started firing at her. Streek dove behind a large console. 

The cover was getting peppered with gunfire. Two of the guards came up the stairs with their assault rifles raised. They cautiously approached her. 

Streek suddenly launched herself up over the console. The Pirates fired up into the air but didn't get near her. Streek grabbed one of the Pirates shoulders and twisted her body down behind him. The other Pirate continued to shoot at her and the bullets ripped into the other mans body. 

Streek grabbed the dying Pirates' handgun from his belt, and shot the other one in the middle of his forehead. She took a few other things from the dying Pirate. 'Whatever I'm strong enough to take... right?'

The other Pirates on the lower level opened up on her again. She darted back to cover, and then three frag grenades were rolling down the stairs. "Grenade!" yelled one of the guards. 

They all ran and dove for cover as there were loud explosions. Shrapnel ripped through a few of them, sending them to the ground, bleeding and screaming and dying. Streek shot another one down as he ran. 

She ran and launched herself over the railing and down into the smoky lower section. She stomped a Pirate as she landed right on top of him. She let loose with a series of fast punches and kicks to another two as they tried to raise their rifles to her. 

Pretty soon all of the Pirate guards were dead. "Ben, are you allright?" called out Streek.

"Yeah, peachy." said Ben-Three, stepping out from behind the Cloning Pod. "I was gunna help you out with the fighting, but I don't know how you did that slave-collar trick."

"Yeah, neither do I."

"Gotta be something to do with your Nanobots."

"I guess. ...That's the sound of help coming." she said referring to the sirens. "See if you can override the lockdown. Did you see where Skylar went?" 

Ben-Three pointed toward the back of the large room, "Go get her Super Streek." He went over and started working on the console.

"See, I knew it was there, the secret emergency exit." Skylar said to Sadie. Streek dropped down from the upper level, right next to them. She grabbed hold of her Champion Ruby in Skylars' hand and kicked away Sadies' Scorpion Tail. 

Streek struck out with another strong kick to Sadies head, knocking her back against the wall as she cried out. "That's my gun!" she said to Skylar. "I don't believe you're strong enough to take it from me." 




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 09



Skylar let go of the gun and stepped back with her hands in the air. She still looked cool and confident. "Not strong enough, no."

"I told you I'd do it again." Streek said to Sadie, while she held her gun up to Skylar. 

Sadie rubbed her head, "Why do I always end up in abusive relationships?" 

Streek and Skylar stared into each others eyes. "Congratulations Lisa, you defeated your clone. You're still the top predator in this environment. You gotta love the irony, I put that slave collar on you so that you couldn't hurt anyone. I see now that you're destined for big things. Join me, and we can crush the Federation together. It'll be fun! I'll let you kill all the Pirates that raped you, including Sadie there."

"Hey!" cried out Sadie.

"Does anyone ever tell you you talk too much Skylar?" said Streek.

"But you're such a good listener..." said Skylar. She pressed down on her thick metallic ring. Streeks' ears were assaulted with a super high pitched noise. her muscles cramped up and stiffened. The gun fell from her hand and she dropped back onto the ground, unable to move. Sadie was debilitated by the sound too.

Skylar pressed her ring again and the noise stopped. She pulled a couple of electronic ear plugs from her ears. She went and picked up the laser gun and stood over Streek, who was laying on the floor, flinching and unable to move.

"I told you I liked Champion Rubies, didn't I? Such elegant design, ...such efficient instruments of death." She pointed the gun at Streeks' chest and squeezed the trigger. Three green lines of light lanced through her chest and Streek let out a gargled scream.

"STREEK!!" Came Bernies' voice from the other side of the room. Laser blasts came at Skylar. She returned fire and then fled. 

Streek felt her life draining away. The next thing she knew, Bernies' face was there in front of her. She looked so beautiful, even with the horrified look on her face. Bernie held her tight in her arms.

"Hold on Streek! Hold on! The nanobots will fix you up, you just need to hang in there!"

"...I'm ...dying..." said Streek weakly.

"No Streek! ...you can't die! ...you can't!" cried out Bernie as tears streamed down her face. "You can't die, because I love you!"

"...I ...love you." said Streek. Bernie cried as the world began to fade into darkness. 

Streek died there in Bernies' arms.

... 



Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 10



Chapter 10 - End of the Beginning

There was nothing but darkness. Darkness and silence. Then her feet hurt. Then there was Bernies' voice, "No! It didn't work!"

"Are you sure? I thought I saw him breathing." came Bens' voice. 

"Really?!" Streek slowly opened her eyes and Bernie came into focus in front of her. A big smile came across her face and she came up and hugged Streek hard. "You're alive!" she said joyfully.

"I'm Alive?" said Streek hugging her back.

"Yeah, you are. The nanobots fixed your wounds and the Cloning Pod gave you life again. I feel silly for getting so upset."

"...yeah, ...me too."

"That's not all the Cloning Pod did." said Bernie, stepping back and nodding down. 

Streek looked down and got a surprise, "My tits!" her chest was flat and boobless. 

"Look down further." Streek grabbed at her groin and felt a dick and balls. 

"I'm a man again!, I'm a man!" Streek said joyfully.

"Yeah, you are." said Bernie. Streek became aware he was standing inside the Cloning Pod.

"You're gunna become a man again too right?"

"No."

"No?"

"I've decided to stay a woman."

"Really? Why?" Bernie just shook her head and went back up to Streek and planted a kiss right on his lips. Streek kissed her back, their tongues rubbed against each other. Streek was filled with wonderful, warm fuzzy feelings. His cock started to press up against his tight panties.

They kissed passionately for a while and then Bernie finally backed away smiling, looking deep into his eyes. "I love you." she said quietly.

"I love you." said Streek. "You would give up being a man, just for me?"

"That's my decision. I want to be your woman."

"I want you to be my woman too." Bernie embraced him again. "Is this real?" asked Streek.

"That's her true form?" said Mia. "...She was a man all along?" Mia was looking Streek over, like she did when they first met.

"Mia, ...uh ...hi." said Streek.

"Why didn't you tell me Streek?"

"I ...uh, I tried to... I told you I like girls."

"You said you were a lesbian. You're not a lesbian, you're a man!"

"I was a lesbian at the time." 

"Yeah ...well ...I'm happy for the two of you." She said turning away.

Streek also noticed Ben-Three and Makita standing out there in the facility in front of him. "Mak, it's good to see you again. Is the Doc around?"

"It is good to see that you are functioning again Streek. Your death was indeed unfortunate. Doctor Arnott is currently with the Avatari, he is not here." she said in her monotone voice.

"This is kinda weird for me!" said Ben-Three looking at Bernie and Streek in each others arms. "Welcome back Boy Streek. You're alive, you can scratch your balls again, and for some reason, my Captain loves you, but no one's told you the bad news."

"Which is...?" asked Streek.

Mia came forward again, "Skylar has called a whole Globular Cluster of Pirates here. There's hundreds of the fuckers out there. A bunch of ships too, including the Cthulhu. The Doc and Zac were standing by for extraction, but there's no way that's happening now. We wasted too much time... "

"Bringing me back to life?"

"Yeah, sorry, I didn't mean wasted. We have this place in lockdown, but it's not gunna stay locked down forever. Any other Resistance reinforcements aren't going to arrive in time to help us."

"So we brought you back to life, just so you can die with us again." said Ben-Three.

"It was worth it." said Streek, kissing Bernie again.

Streek bent down and struggled pulling off his boots, they were way too tight and were hurting his feet. "Sorry, didn't think about taking your boots off." said Bernie.

"My underwear isn't too comfortable either." said Streek. He zipped down his jumpsuit and undid the empty bra strapped around his chest. Then he reached down further into his jump-suit and tore off the tight panties, then rubbed his balls. He was glad to have them again.

Streek walked out of the Pod. The bodies of the guards he killed were still laying there amongst blood stains and scorch marks. "Skylar...?"

"She got away from us." said Bernie.

"My clone! Did you see her?"

"Who?"

"They cloned me, and made her insane. She tried to kill me, but I might have killed her."

"Yeah, I haven't seen her since you gave her the light show smack-down." said Ben-Three.

"Shit!"

"There was someone else though." said Bernie, nodding over to the stairs where Sadie was sitting. Her hands were cuffed together over the handrail and her face was badly swollen and bruised, she was looking quite miserable. "What should we do with her?"

"Leave it to me." said Streek.

Sadie looked up as Streek approached. "That you Streek? ...You got that sex change you wanted, good for you. Shame to throw away such nice titties though."

"Your beloved leader abandoned you eh? That's gotta suck!"

"Yeah, people just keep letting me down." She stared at his face for a moment. "Streek, ...I remember you now. You were on that crappy little shuttle with Anders. Naeme ass-raped you as well. Heh, heh, he just doesn't learn! Well, we have a common hatred for Naeme, relationships have been built on worse things than that."

"Shit Sadie, I can't tell if you're serious about this relationship bull-shit!"

"I can't tell if I'm serious about anything. Why don't you come over here and give me a good hard fuck. Rape my ass, if that's what you want."

"I'm not gunna rape you." 

Sadies head slumped, "Yeah, ...it's like Skylar said, isn't it? Well, can you do me a favour at least? There's a few Draxies in my jacket pocket. I just been carrying them around, y'know. Can you get them for me? I wanna get off my head one last time before you kill me." 

Streek came forward and reached into her jacket, "Yeah, that top pocket there. Thanks." Streek pulled out the small capsules and then dropped them on the floor and stomped on them. "You fuckin' prick!!" spat Sadie wildly, "I'll be waiting for you in hell, you cold bastard!"

"There is no hell. There's nothing!" said Streek. He raised the gun and shot her.

The gun was Sadies' non-lethal Scorpion Tail. Sadie slumped down on the stairs, paralysed. "At least this is good for shutting you up." said Streek, turning and walking away.

Streek walked back to where the dead Pirate guards were, the other four watched as he started comparing his feet with the boots they were wearing. "She's lucky she got you. I wouldn't have been so merciful to the fuckin' whore." said Mia, walking up to him.

"I'd kill her in battle, no problem. But not like this." 

Bernie came up and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him again. "My gallant knight."

"So how is the Doc?" asked Streek.

"He's in a better position than us." said Mia. "He got us into this facility with the Avatari. Bernie was the one who discovered its location."

"Courtesy of my 'business partner', the late Mr. Chong."

"You're not gunna like this..." said Mia. "...I gotta blow up the Cloning Pod. Our standing orders are to destroy it if we can't extract it. I've brought along a bit of C6, it should do the job. It's gunna put a huge dent in Skylars' plans. Our sacrifice isn't going to be for nothing at least."

"We're gunna give them one hell of a last stand right?" said Streek, unstrapping the boots of one of the corpses.

"You better believe it." said Mia clenching her fists.

The console beeped and Ben-Three went up to it and pressed a button. A holographic screen appeared with Skylars' face on it. "Anders, I want to talk with whoever's in charge there." 

Ben-Three turned to the others, "Uh, ...who is in charge?" 

Mia strode over to the console. "What do you want you little bitch?"

"Miss Bolton, I thought you slipped through our fingers, but here you are in our grasp again."

"What do you want?"

"I'm sure you're aware of the situation. You're probably prepared to die like a good little soldier. But there is a way out of this. I'm prepared to make you a deal."

"A deal? With Pirates? Fat fuckin' chance!" 

Streek came up to the console, "Hello Skylar."

"Who are you? Another McKenzie clone? ...No wait, ...you're Lisa aren't you? The Cloning Pod brought you back to life and made those changes you wanted. Am I right?"

"Yeah, I'm the person you murdered." 

"Well then, you don't want your friends doing anything rash. As long as the Cloning Pod exists, you can be brought back to life. You can do what nobody else in the history of mankind has ever been capable of, ...you can achieve immortality."

"Not if the Pod is in Pirate hands."

"But there will always be the possibility of getting it back. You destroy the Pod, and that possibility is gone forever. Leave my Pod untouched and you and your friends can get out of there unscathed."

"Like hell we would." said Mia. "How dumb do you think we are?"

"Okay, there's not going to be any free ride, but I'll withdraw half my forces, offer you a fighting chance. What do you say Lisa? It would be a shame to destroy such a beautiful machine, wouldn't it?"

"Yeah, like destroying my creator. You have a deal Skylar."

"What?! No she doesn't have a fuckin' deal!" said Mia. Streek ended the communication. "What the fuck...?!" said Mia, "You're not gunna stop me destroying the Pod, and Skylar won't keep up her end of the deal, you know that!"

"Yeah I know, we won't keep up our end either. She's scared. Here we are thinking we're trapped here with no hope, but we control one of the most dangerous machines in the galaxy. Let's use it!"

**********

A couple of hours later, the Pirates finally managed to break Ben-Threes' code and override the lockdown. 

The large doors opened and a bunch of stun grenades were fired in, exploding and flashing all over the place. A large machine gun turret was wheeled to the doorway and started spraying large calibre bullets all over the room. 

The loud sound of the gun firing and bullets ricocheting filled the building. After a while it stopped. Pirate soldiers in full body armour, and carrying large assault rifles and shotguns, started piling into the room. 

"There's the Cloning Pod, it's still in tact." said Commander Kahn. "No visual on the intruders. Keep an eye out!" They cautiously moved up the stairs. More and more armed Pirates entered and started filling the room. "Still no visual, where could they have gone?" 

Commander Kahn looked up to the ceiling, he saw Mia squatting up there on a steel beam, "Boom!" she said as she pressed her TAB. 

The Cloning Pod exploded with tremendous force. The whole room shook, and bodies were thrown everywhere, and shrapnel ripped through them. Kahn, along with most of the Pirates in the room, were killed instantly.

"FIGHT THE FUTURE!!" yelled out Mia, leaping down from the ceiling with her gun in hand. 

Streek gave Bernie a quick kiss, "If you die again, I'll kill you!" she told him. 

They both jumped down after Mia. More Mia, Streek and Bernie clones started dropping from the ceiling with guns in their hands. Makita dropped down, dual-wielding a pair of large assault rifles.

They had been very busy for the last couple of hours. Streek, Bernie and Mia were scanned with scavenged Pirate armour, weapons and ammo, each had Mias' C6 in their pocket. 

They used the corpses of the Pirate guards, smashed up consoles and anything else they could carry to make new clones. They ended up with five Streek clones, five Bernies and six Mias, and a pile of C6 to pack inside the Cloning Pod. 

Streek had hauled Sadie up to the beams on the ceiling, with the help of his clones, "We could make another clone from her corpse." protested Mia.

"I've made my decision. She can die another day." 

Then they had all taken position up there, anxiously waiting for the battle to begin.

Gunfire erupted in the smoky, devastated room as they took care of what was left of the Pirate forces in there. More gunfire came in through the large doorway and more grenades were shot in. The clones dove out of the way as they exploded. 

The machinegun started firing from the doorway again, Streek and Mia both launched grenades from their assault rifles at the same time, they exploded in the doorway and the machinegun fire stopped.

A couple of Mias went and stood by the doorway with their weapons raised. Makita was the first one out, running out through the smoke with both assault rifles firing in controlled bursts. 

The Mias ran out behind her and Streek was running out beside other clones, with his assault rifle raised in front of him. He ran through the smoky doorway and entered a chaotic war zone. Outside was bathed in dim twilight as dawn was breaking. The air was freezing cold and snow crunched under his feet. Gunfire sounded all around him. 

Streek took in as much as he could, there were hundreds of armed Pirates out there, most of them taking cover behind hastily set up barricades. There were several ships about, some of them sitting on the ground, some hovering over the facility, there were also buggies, hovercrafts and mechs moving about.

Many snipers were set up on the roof of the nearby buildings. The mechs were Logans, the same as the one Streek piloted in the Holo-Arena. There were a few of them walking about the battlefield, firing their huge shotguns and machineguns.

The clones in front of him dove for cover. Streek was about to do the same and then machinegun fire from one of the mechs ripped through his mid section. He dropped to the ground and his blood and guts spilled out onto the ground as he died. 

Another Streek leapt over him, blasting away with his assault rifle. He shot down a couple of Pirates and then took cover behind a concrete barricade. 

More clones came over next to him as bullets smacked against the barricade. A Bernie clone leapt up and kicked away a grenade that was lobbed at them. She dropped down next to Streek as a barrage of bullets came at her. 

They both popped up and fired their guns. Blood sprayed out the back of Bernies head as she was shot by a sniper. "Snipers! Keep Moving!" yelled out Streek as he ran out, shooting at the Pirates again.

A large buggy roared toward him, there was a large machine gun mounted on top of it, and it was spraying bullets toward them. Streek raised his assault rifle and aimed at the driver. The bullets slammed against the windscreen. Streek kept firing at the same spot and soon the gunfire broke through the strong glass and into the head of the driver. The buggy suddenly turned sharply and rolled in the snow, ending up on its' side. 

Streek ran up to the crashed vehicle, narrowly avoiding more machinegun and sniper fire. He shot the Pirates as they crawled out from the wreckage, and took cover behind the crashed buggy.

Makita was nearby, still shooting at the Pirates with both assault rifles. "MAK! GET OVER HERE! ...MAKITA!" yelled Streek. 

Makita made her way over, with both guns still blazing. Bullets pinged on her white plates. "Can you pull this machine gun from its mount?" asked Streek when she got close.

"Yes." Makita dropped the rifles and grabbed the large gun. There was a loud snap as she broke the bolts and pulled it away from the vehicle. 

It would have taken three Streeks to lift the huge machine gun, but the android was able to lift it up and aim it like a rifle. "Target the mechs, I've got your back." said Streek. 

Makita moved around and the long barrel flared as she started firing it. She aimed at a joint in one of the mechs' legs. The rapid fire tore away at the metal and soon the leg came off. 

The mech tilted over and crashed into the ground. It still raised its gun. Makita shot at it's hand until it dropped it. She cut through a group of Pirate soldiers and then quickly targeted the next Mech. 

Streek was behind her, shooting down advancing Pirates with his assault rifle. He screamed out as a snipers' bullet ripped through his right shoulder, making him drop the rifle. He grit his teeth and pulled the hand-gun from his belt with his left hand and shot down a couple more Pirates running toward them. 

More gunfire slammed into his torso and he dropped to the ground. Another Streek ran over with his assault rifle blazing, dropping more Pirates. He slung his rifle over his shoulder and dragged his wounded fellow clone over to the crashed buggy, leaving a red trail in the snow.

"Hang in there soldier!" he said as he propped him up against the wreck. A hovercraft zoomed overhead, firing off wide laser blasts. Streek grabbed his rifle and loaded a fresh magazine, then ran off with his gun blazing.

Streek made his way toward the large, four storey building to the North. He zigged and zagged as sniper fire popped around him. "OVER HERE STREEK!" yelled Mia, she was behind a concrete barricade, firing her rifle. Streek made his way over to her. "We gotta clear out this nest of snipers. You with me?" said Mia. 

"Yeah, let's go!" 

They ran out from the barricade just as one of the ships fired a missile at it, causing a large explosion. They both shot down a couple of Pirates that were guarding the doorway. Mia darted past the doorway and more automatic fire erupted from inside. 

Streek and Mia stood either side of the doorway with their weapons raised. A large Pirate ran out carrying a shotgun and Mia swiftly kicked him in the head. He dropped down near Streek and he stomped the Pirates neck, killing him.

"On three." said Mia "One, ...two, ...three." They both stepped out into the doorway and fired their assault rifles. Mias' automatic fire swept to the left and Streeks' swept to the right, taking out several more Pirates. 

"Nice work Macho Man!" said Mia. "Let's split up. I'll make my way up to the roof. You sweep the south-facing rooms. It's a good old fashioned sniper hunt."

"Right. Good luck Mia."

"And you Streeky-Boy. Remember, no safety protocols!"

Streek slung the assault rifle over his shoulder and picked up a combat shotgun off the ground. He checked that it was working and had slugs loaded. It should serve well for indoors combat. 

He made his way up the stairs with the shotgun raised. Streek made his way from room to room, shooting down Pirate Snipers with the shotgun. There were around a dozen of them, and a few other armed Pirate soldiers guarding them. Streek had no trouble killing them all.

He doubled back to one of the rooms and grabbed a Sniper Rifle. He emptied out the bullets and moved over to where there was a stash of ammunition. He threw a box of bullets aside and picked up a small, red, metal case. "High Explosive Rounds" was printed on the front, as well as a large warning label. 

He opened it up and started loading the red bullets into his rifle. When he was done, her crept over to the window and looked out over the battlefield.

The large domed Star Ship dock was directly across from him. Down below there were explosions and gunfire and chaos. Across to the right was the building where they kept the Cloning Pod, Streek could see about half a dozen snipers up on its' roof. 

He raised the Sniper Rifle and looked down the scope. He deftly aimed the rifle until a Snipers' head was in his sights. He squeezed the trigger and the Pirates' head exploded into a red mist of blood. 'Oh right!, explosive rounds! I don't really need to get head shots.'

He cocked the weapon, and then aimed at the wall along the rooftop and fired. There was another explosion and a few Snipers were thrown about. He fired again, further along the roof-top, taking out a few more Snipers. 

He swung the weapon down and across and shot another round into a guard tower, making it explode. He took out the other guard tower he could see, then aimed down at the battlefield. 

He fired right into the front of a Mech, and the explosion sent it staggering back and falling down into the snow. A hover-craft flew by and Streek followed the moving target along and fired. The back of the hovercraft exploded and shuddered along, before crashing into a group of Pirate Soldiers.




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 10



Streek cocked the Sniper Rifle again as one of the black Pirate ships moved around in front of him. Streek quickly aimed at it and fired. The bullet exploded on the ships energy shield. The ship launched a couple of missiles right at Streek. They hit the building and exploded, the whole room erupted in a huge fireball, killing Streek.

Down below on the battlefield, Streek looked up and saw the big explosion as the Pirate Ship shot missiles into the building. He was pinned down with a few other clones, The Star Ship hovered over them, firing its' powerful lasers. 

Above them all, loomed the Cthulhu. It was a large, black ship, in the shape of a fat disk that was open at the front. It had large thrusters at the back and large gun turrets on the top and bottom, as well as laser cannons and missile launchers. 

So far it had not fired any shots and just hovered still, above them all. Below it, the smaller Pirate Ship continued to fire its' laser cannons at the clones on the ground. Suddenly, white lasers hit the ships energy shields. More laser blasts hit the shields until the Van Halen zoomed past. 

Zac was using hit and run tactics, taking advantage of the ships' speed. The Cthulhu powered up its' engines and started to give chase, firing its' wide red lasers. The other ships turned and were firing on the Van Halen as well. "What the hell is he doing?" said Mia, next to Streek. "If he gets the ship blown up, I'll kill him!"

Suddenly the Avatari appeared behind the Pirate Ships and let loose with a barrage of missile and laser fire. It turned invisible again as the ships turned to face it. They shot at where the Avatari was, but hit nothing but air. Dr Arnott was using his own hit and run tactics. 

The Van Halen came around again, shooting at the ships before zooming past. The Cthulhu zoomed behind it, firing its' heavy laser cannons, but missing the fast ship a lot more than it was hitting it. "They're taking the heat off us." said Streek.

"Yeah, we gotta head to the rooftop there. It can be our extraction point. Provided we still have a ship to extract us." said Mia. She reloaded a magazine into her assault rifle and ran out from cover, firing on the Pirates. "COME ON!" she yelled in a loud voice, "EVERYONE FALL BACK TO THE ROOF!" 

Streek followed behind her, firing his own rifle. The clones moved as a group, darting from cover to cover and covering each other with gunfire. There was one Streek, two Mias, two Bernies and Ben-Three. Bernie was staying close to Ben-Three, guarding him. She was determined to not lose any more of her crew members. 

They came across Makita, she was badly scorched and dented, and her right arm hung limply and sparked, it looked badly damaged. She was still standing there firing her assault rifle in her left hand. "We're falling back to the rooftop Makita!" called out Mia.

"Affirmative." Makita called back. 

The group made their way to the Northern building. A hover-craft zoomed up and started firing its' lasers on them. The clones fired back. Laser bolts ripped through Mia. Bernie dove and knocked Ben-Three out of the way, and laser bolts shot through her as well. 

Suddenly, an explosion hit the top of the hover-craft, the craft was hit with another explosive round from above, and the whole thing blew up . Fiery debris rained down around Streek, he looked at Mia and Bernie on the ground. They were dead. There was still another Bernie and Mia there, firing their weapons, and Ben-Three seemed to be all right. 

Another Mia called down from the building, "Hurry up and get your asses up here!" They ran up and entered the building, one by one. Streek hung back, shooting at Pirates that continued to advance. He sprayed automatic fire among them, making them take cover again. 

Explosions started raining down among them, as Mia fired off more explosive rounds. Laser fire lanced about above them as the Avatari and Van Halen continued to attack the Pirate ships. 

Soon Streek sprinted inside the building as well. He had lost sight of the other clones, but just continued upward to the roof. As he got up on to the roof he saw the Van Halen hovering by the side of the building with its large rear doors open. The others were jumping into the ship; Bernie, Ben-Three, Makita and two Mias. 

"Come on Streek, Move it!" called out Mia. Powerful red laser blasts started hitting the Van Halens' shields as the Cthulhu approached. The Van Halen took off, and the Cthulhu chased after it. Streek was left up there alone on the rooftop.

Mias' voice came over the speakers of the TAB in his chest pocket on his jump-suit. "Hang tight Streek. We'll be back around to pick you up soon." 

Suddenly a large, hulking figure rose up from the side of the building and up over Streek. He dove out of the way as the large machine came crashing down on top of him. It was the Ronin Mech, standing fifteen feet tall and covered in curved, grey plated armour. "Skylar?!" called out Streek, looking up at it.

"No, not Skylar." came the voice of his female clone, McKenzie. "You fuckin' Cunt! You destroyed the damn Pod. Now I'll never become a man again. Now I'm gunna finish off the first order my Mistress gave me. You're a dead man!"

The mechs' arms spread wide and long vibro-blades extended from them. Streek flipped backwards as the blades slashed at him with great speed. He kept moving about as the large mech came at him, swinging its' blades about. 

McKenzie aimed the Mechs arm at him and then fired off a plasma blast. The blue ball of energy exploded on the ground near him, throwing him several meters. Streek rolled over on the ground and fired his assault rifle at the mech. 

The mech ran up quickly and kicked Streek. He was knocked back, smashing into the low wall around the edge of the rooftop. Bricks flew everywhere, and the dazed Streek barely managed to hold on to the edge, stopping himself from falling down off the building. 

The big Mech walked over to where Streek was hanging off the edge. "This is the part where you die." said McKenzie, raising the blade high. Suddenly, yellow quad laser blasts hit the Ronins' energy shields. It was the Hornet firing on her. Ben-Two had joined the fight. 

McKenzie raised the Mechs' arm and fired plasma blasts at the Fighter. Its' strong shields absorbed the attacks. The Hornet continued to pelt the mech with laser fire until it flew past. "Fuckin' pest!" said McKenzie angrily. 

She looked down and Streek wasn't there anymore. Streek stabbed at front of the Mech with his vibro-blade knife, he had climbed up onto it and was clinging on. The mech retracted its' blades and tried to grab Streek, but he was swinging his body around on the large mech, avoiding its' hands. 

"Get off me, you Prick!" She pressed some buttons and a powerful electric shock surged on the outside of the mech. Streek screamed out in pain, but held on. He felt the raw power building up within him, just like before. His fists glowed with blue light. "You don't learn, do ya?!" he said as he punched the back of the Mech with tremendous force. 

The punch smashed through the strong grey plate and left a hole in its' armour. Streek grabbed a grenade from his belt and dropped it inside the hole, and then jumped off the mech. 

McKenzie screamed as the grenade exploded inside the mech. It stumbled forward as black smoke poured out from it, and it fell over the edge of the building, slamming down on the ground below with a loud crash.

The Hornet flew past again, firing on the Pirate Ships, and drawing their fire. Streek saluted it. Then Streek saw a squadron of Federation Darts fly past. He thought they were with the Pirate Alliance at first, but they opened fire on the Pirate Ships. More ships started to appear in the sky, they certainly looked like Federation ships, and they were firing on the Pirates. 

The Van Halen appeared again and swooped in close to the building. Streek was already running over to it as the back doors opened again. He could see Bernie just inside the doors. "Come on Streek!" she called. 

A Federation Dart had been hit and was coming down with a trail of black smoke behind it, it was coming right at him. Streek leapt off the edge and into the ship just as the Fighter slammed into the rooftop and exploded. 

Streek was thrown hard into the ship, bowling Bernie over. Bernie recovered, and quickly moved over to Streek, she wrapped her arms around him tightly. "Oh, thank god!" she said. 

Mia spoke into her TAB, "We got him Zac. Get us the hell out of here!" 

"Him?!" said Zac. 

More laser blasts hit the Van Halens' shields as the doors closed and the ship zoomed off again. Bernie continued hugging Streek and they kissed passionately. "You fuckin' scared me!" she said. 

"We haven't made it out of here yet. In fact things still don't look too good for us." said Mia. "It looks like the Bluecoats have come and joined the party. I don't know if that's a blessing, or our death note. I guess we'll find out soon." 

Streek looked over at the badly damaged android. "Are you okay Mak?"

"I will be okay, but if I'm no longer needed I will suspend my functions until I am able to be repaired."

"Yeah, you do that." said Mia. "Thank you for your service Makita." 

"How was your day Mak?" asked Streek.

"I am getting tired of killing for you humans. I wish to leave and become a cabaret star."

Streek smiled, "That's a joke right?"

"Yes."

Streek laughed, "Ha, you're getting better Mak. Just give us a smile after you crack a joke so that we know you're kidding." The android gave him a simulated smile and then sat down on the floor and powered down. 

Streek, Bernie and Mia made their way to the cockpit. On the view screen in the cockpit, Streek could see blue/grey sky and red laser blasts flying past them. Zac was sitting in the pilots' seat with another Mia next to him. 

"I'm heading out to space." said Zac. "Our shields are getting pretty damn low and the Cthulhu is still on our tail. We can't outrun it this time, I've diverted too much power to the shields. The Avatari and Hornet are coming, but they can't keep up with us. I don't think we're gunna be able to get away in time."

"I'm picking up heaps of Federation ships out there." said Mia. "...Even a couple of cruisers. The Pirate ships are engaging them. We're heading into another battle zone. We might be able to slip out in the chaos, if we don't get blown up."

"No, the Cthulhu is locked onto us, it's not gunna let us slip away." said Zac. The view screen was awash with flames and then they could see a star field as they left Veronas' atmosphere and flew into space.

A hail from the Cthulhu came up on the screen. "Should I answer that?" said Zac. "I don't really feel like putting up with Pirate bull-shit right now."

"I'll get it." said Streek. He pressed a button and a window with Skylars' face came up on the screen. "Skylar, how did I guess you wanted to flap your mouth at us some more."

"Oh, I'm getting sick of talking to you as well Lisa. Just a simple offer; power down and surrender to us, and I may show you some measure of mercy. Otherwise you will be blown to dust."

"Pirate mercy? No thanks! ...We killed your shark, destroyed your Holo-Arena, Cloning Pod, Ronin Mech and pet clone. Can't you take a hint? Get your precious Cthulhu away from us before we break that too."

"Ha! And how are you going to do that clone? There's no getting away now. This is the end of the line for you. Nobody has ever made me kill them twice before. Goodbye Lisa." Her face disappeared from the screen as the communication ended.

"Where's Bernie?" said Streek, looking around. 

Bernies' voice came from the front console, "This is Bernie, I'm gunna see if Ben and I can squeeze some more juice from the power core."

"Bernie, this is no time to mess around with the hardware."

"I beg to differ Zac. Trust me!"

They could see the ships flying about, firing their lasers on one another. The two large Federation Cruisers sat there, blasting away. "Take us toward that Federation Cruiser." said Streek.

"What? Toward it, are you nuts? Would you prefer being shot down by the Feds, rather than Pirates?" said Zac.

"The Cthulhu is on our tail. It's a larger ship, and bigger threat, it should draw most of the fire."

"Yeah, I see what you're saying', we don't have many other options. I'm taking us toward the Cruiser. Everyone cross your fingers, or pray, or whatever you want to do."

The Van Halen approached the Federation Cruiser "Watchman" at full speed. Zac did his best to move the ship about evasively as laser fire lanced out around them. Alerts were sounding in the cockpit as the shields reached critical levels. 

The Cruiser grew larger in the display screen. The Cthulhu followed along behind the ship and was getting pelted with rapid laser fire, Darts came at it, firing their blue lasers. 

The Van Halen zoomed past the Cruiser and was hit with another laser blast. Alerts and flashing lights let them know that the shields were down. Everyone in the cockpit felt their heart beating rapidly, just one missile or laser blast could kill them.

The Cthulhu took a lot of hits but still zoomed past the Federation Cruiser and continued its' pursuit of the Van Halen. "The scanner shows more ships approaching us." said Mia.

"More Feds?" asked Zac.

"No, ...it's the Angelina! Dad!"

"Ha, Seriously?! Our salvation may have arrived. I'm steering us toward them."

The Angelina hailed them and Mia answered it straight away, General Bolton appeared on the screen. "Daddy!"

"Are you kids all right?"

"Yeah, barely! Our shields are down, we need urgent help."

"Yeah, I see. Hang in there, we'll be on your position shortly."

"Be careful dad." said Zac. "This ship is powerful."

"So is Angelina." said General Bolton, before his face disappeared from the screen.

Zac continued to fly the Van Halen evasively and the Cthulhu continued to fire on them. A few laser blasts struck the hull, shaking the ship and scaring everyone inside. 

Suddenly the energy shield around them sparkled as it came back online. "Shield are back, at eight percent." said Zac "Bernie did it!"

Then four missiles exploded on the Cthulhus' shields, one after another. The Angelina blasted away with its' laser cannons as it approached them. 

The Cthulhu launched a couple of missiles at the Van Halen. The Van Halens' laser cannons targeted a missile and hit it, making it explode before it reached the ship. The other one exploded on the shields, bringing them down again. 

The large, black Pirate ship turned and targeted the long grey ship that was the Angelina. They both pelted each others shields with missiles and laser fire as the Van Halen sped away. A few other Resistance ships joined the Angelina, firing on the Cthulhu.

The Cthulhus powerful shields were being worn down and it had no choice but to turn and retreat back toward the planet. The Angelina stayed where it was, but the other ships went after it, continuing to fire on it. 

Everyone cheered in the Van Halens cockpit. Mia hugged her other self, "Yeah! I told that bitch you don't fuck with the Boltons!"

The Angelina hailed them again. "Is everyone all right there?" asked General Bolton.

"Yeah, we're fine. Thanks for the save Dad." said Mia.

"Any time sweet-heart. What's the status of the mission?"

"The Cloning Pod has been destroyed."

"That's been confirmed?"

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"Good work. I guess there's no reason for us to hang around then. We'll let the Pirate Alliance and Federation fight this one out. Van Halen, I want you to be the first to leave this system. Prepare to make the jump."

"I want to make sure Grandpa makes it out all right first." said Mia.

"I'll do that. Fall back, that's an order."

"Uh, ...General." said Streek.

"Who are you?" said General Bolton.

"It's me, McKenzie. The Pirates Deep Brain Scanned me, the location of the Resistance base has been compromised."

"Yes, I was afraid of that. The evacuation of our base has already begun. We will meet up at the secondary rendezvous point."

"Okay, we'll see you there. Be careful Dad." said Mia.

The Cthulhu raced back toward the planet Verona. Three Resistance ships were chasing it, firing at it and wearing down the shields, but the Cthulhu was faster and the distance between them grew. 

Then more laser fire pelted the big, black Pirate ship as the Avatari and the Hornet came at it head on. The Cthulhus' shields finally faltered. Ben-Two and Dr Arnott continued firing away at it, until it erupted in a huge explosion out there in space. The two ships zoomed through the scattering debris.

The Van Halen jumped out of the Verona system.

**********

Streek, Ben-Three and the two Mias sat in the common room of the Van Halen. Zac entered the room. "Well, we're away. The damage to the ship is fairly minor, we were damn lucky." He looked around at the others. "So... I got two sisters now, Streek's a guy and who the hell are you?" he said looking at Ben-Three. 

Ben-Three stood up and offered his hand, "Ben Anders the third. Pleased to meet you. Nice ship you got here, and nice flying back there." 

Zac shook his hand. "Thanks, I'm Zac Bolton. Are you Bernies' brother or something?"

"Something. We're both Ben Anders clones. She's my Captain."

Bernie entered the room again with a bottle of Whiskey in her hand. "My ears are burning."

"You were a man?" said Zac.

"Yeah, I was."

"My sire's a man too." said Streek. "That's why I'm a man again now."

"My man!" said Bernie, putting her hand on his shoulder.

"Oh, ...I see." said Zac sadly. "Hey! That's my Single Malt!"

"Thanks." said Bernie, twisting the cap off the bottle. She took a long swig and then tipped some onto the floor.

"Hey!..." Cried out Zac.

"For my fallen comrades."

She passed the bottle to Zac. "I've been saving this for a special occasion. I guess we oughta be celebrating the fact we're alive. Let's have a party!" He tipped the bottle up and took a swig and then passed it to Streek.

"A lot of good clones died today." He said as he raised the bottle. "Here's to them." He put the bottle to his lips and drank, then passed it to Mia. "Uh ...Mia?!" he said.

"Yes?" both Mias said simultaneously, and then looked at each other.

"Are you both clones?"

"I am."

"Yeah, me too. Looks like the real Mia died in the battle."

"What?! ...my sister's dead?" said Zac.

"Afraid so." said one of the Mias. "On the battlefield, it's how she wanted to go."

"Killed in action. Just like Mum." said the other. "But don't worry Zac, I'm still around to keep you in line ...in stereo."

"Yeah, ...great! One of you was plenty." said Zac.

"I'm one of the new batch of clones too." said Bernie.

"Yeah, so am I." said Streek. 

Mia took a swig of Whiskey, "Ha! you two are a couple of drama queens. With your dying confessions of love, and bringing him back to life, just to die together in battle. Do you think you're living in a Tragic Romance Holo-Film or something?"

"I would have thought of it more as an Action Holo." said Streek.

"I'd prefer Pornographic." said Bernie, smiling at him. "Let's get a room Streek." 

Streek smiled back, "You read my mind Bern." Bernie took his hand and he stood up, "Excuse us," he said to the others. "...Now that we survived all that, we're gunna go and live."

"Don't rock the ship too hard, it might make us drop out of Hyper-warp." said Mia.

"We can't make any promises." said Bernie, leading Streek out of the room.

They made their way down the corridor, kissing and grabbing at each other. They entered the crew quarters at the end with their lips locked together. Bernie pulled down the zipper on Streeks jump-suit and rubbed her hands along his skinny chest. 




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 10



His chest was fairly smooth and hairless, his body hair had only just started growing back. It was still strange for him, not having the big boobs in front of him any more. Streek grabbed hold of Bernies' large boobs, groping them. He was getting hard. 

Streek looked into her deep blue eyes. "Bern, ...I just wanted to say I'm really sorry for the stuff I said to you before you left. I didn't mean any of it."

"I'm sorry too Streek. I'm sorry I haven't been a better Captain, and a better friend."

"You dumb blonde! I love you because you're a great Captain, and my best friend."

"Really?"

"...And because you're beautiful. You know I'd love you no matter what body you're in."

"Even your Mums'?"

"Don't ruin the mood."

"Right!" Bernie looked back into Streeks' dark brown eyes. "I love you because you'd slay a Dragon for me. And because you're my best friend. And because you're beautiful, man or woman. And don't call me a dumb blonde again, bone-head!" 

Streek laughed and then leant forward and kissed her again. He started pulling her jumpsuit off, and she helped him. 

Soon they were both naked. Streeks' six-inch cock stood out hard in front of him. Bernie looked down at it and smiled. She got close and kissed Streek again, her hand wrapped around his cock and she rubbed it. 

"The Pod could make tits bigger," said Streek. "It would've been able to make dicks bigger too. Why didn't you give me a bigger cock?"

"Because it's perfect the way it is, Dummy." said Bernie smiling. Streek kneaded her tits, gently pinching her rosy nipples. He planted some soft kisses on her neck. Bernie guided him to the bed and pushed him down so that he was sitting on the edge, with his boner sticking up from his lap. 

Bernie got down on her knees and smiled at him as she began rubbing his hard cock and balls. She moved her head down and started licking along the shaft. Her tongue rubbed along the cock-head, making Streek sigh with pleasure. Then she took the head in her mouth, wrapping her lips around the shaft. 

Streek felt the wonderful pleasure as she sucked and rubbed her tongue on his cock-head, while rubbing his balls. Bernie looked up at him with her beautiful blue eyes as she bobbed her head up and down, sucking him off. 

"Oh baby! that feels great!" said Streek. Bernie continued sucking him for a moment. "Wait..." said Streek. 

Bernie lifted her mouth off the hard cock, "What is it?" 

"Come up on the bed. Let's sixty-nine!"

"Dinner for two!" said Bernie smiling. She got up and Streek laid back on the bed. Bernie got on top of him, so that her legs were straddling Streeks' head. She grabbed Streeks' cock and took it in her mouth again. 

Her bald, tight looking pussy was in front of Streeks' face, and it was a beautiful sight. Streek raised his head and buried his face in it. His tongue slipped inside her tight slit, she was very wet. He could taste her juices as he ate out her pussy. The sensation of the sucking and tongue rubbing on his cock felt fantastic. 

They both pleasured each other for a while and then Streek felt an orgasm building in his cock. "You're gunna make me spurt." he told her. She just kept bobbing her head up and down, sucking him off. "Ungh! ...here it comes ...Ahhh!" His cock throbbed and his cum spurted out into Bernies mouth, it felt great, and quite different to a female orgasm. 

Bernie lifted her head off his cock, she had a mouthful of cum. She swallowed it down and licked her lips. Then she started licking and sucking his hard cock again. 

Streek continued eating out her pussy, licking and sucking at her clit while his fingers rubbed at the tight hole. She moaned with pleasure. She was still getting very wet. 

Soon Bernie was moaning louder as she felt an orgasm building. Streeks' tongue rubbed at her wet insides. Bernie was breathing heavily and moaning loudly as she climaxed. Her orgasm slowly subsided and her pussy was dripping wet. "You're still a great lesbian!" she said breathlessly, "...I'm glad!"

"I'll always be a lesbian for you baby! and I gotta say, you're a damn good cock sucker." 

"Oh? Which am I better at? Eating pussy or sucking cock?"

"Impossible to choose."

Bernie climbed off him and went to the head of the bed and spread her legs, presenting her wet, pink cunt. Streek sat up and looked at her, smiling. "You're still hard." said Bernie "...and my pussy is aching for your hard cock." 

Streek crawled up to her with a big smile on his face. He moved his face to hers' and kissed her on the lips again, he groped at her big boobs. Streek stopped kissing and looked in her eyes again. "Be gentle at first." she said.

"I know."

"You'll be taking my virginity."

"And you'll be taking mine."

Streek positioned himself between her spread legs and rubbed his cock along her smooth, wet slit. Slowly, he began to push it in. His cock-head pressed up against her hymen. He slowly pushed forward, Bernie grit her teeth. The hard cock broke through, and slipped up into the wet, tight hole. 

Bernie let out a small squeal. "Are you okay baby?" said Streek.

"Yeah, I'm fine, ...you're inside me!"

"Yeah, your pussy is amazing." 

"I made some changes to us new clones. My hymen isn't coming back. My virginity is gone for good."

"That's great!" said Streek. He slowly moved his cock inside her and she moaned. 

Streek bent forward and kissed her again and groped at her tits. Streek slowly moved his cock back and forth. Bernies' pussy was very tight, and felt great. Streek loved the feeling of Bernies warm, soft body pressed up against him. This wasn't just sex, they were making love, and it felt amazing.

After a little while Bernie looked up at him and said, "you don't have to be so gentle now. Fuck me Streek!"

"You got it Blondie!" said Streek smiling. 

He began pulling right back and pushing his cock back in deep and fast. Bernie moaned out as he fucked her, she had a big smile on her face, enjoying Streeks' thrusting cock.

Streek was loving it too. He passionately banged Bernies' tight, wet cunt for several minutes. "Oooh baby, yeah! you're makin' me cum again. Where do you want it?"

"Cum inside me Streek."

"you sure?"

"Yeah, come on Baby, give it to me!" 

Streek sped up his thrusts and then groaned as he pushed it in deep. His cock throbbed inside Bernies' squeezing pussy and his cum spurted out into her. 

Streek then had a quick flashback to being chained up in the Federation Cruiser "Resolve". The rapist Captain Clevens spurted his cum deep inside Streeks' ravaged vagina. "Are you okay?!" asked Bernie, snapping Streek back to the present. 

He looked down on her and smiled. "Never better!" He lowered his head and kissed her, his cock was still buried deep inside her. He laid on top of her, kissing and fondling and hugging until his dick went soft and slipped out from her soaking wet pussy.

"You were great Streek!" said Bernie.

"Yeah, so were you Blondie. Best sex ever!"

"Oh, we're only just getting started." said Bernie, reaching down and rubbing his soft member. 

It started to swell again, Bernie went down and took it in her mouth. Streeks' cock quickly swelled and got hard as she sucked on it. It felt great as Bernie sucked him off again. 

After a couple of minutes of sucking, Bernie raised her head and then moved around on the bed so that she was on her elbows and knees with her round pale bum sticking up in the air. She wiggled her ass at Streek, "If you're gentle again, you can stick it up my ass. I know you like the anal porn."

"Not any more." said Streek getting up. "Your pussy is fantastic!" 

Her rosy pussy was leaking juices and cum, Streek got on his knees behind her and guided his cock to it and pushed it in. It was much more welcoming this time, sopping wet, hot and tight. 

Streek grabbed hold of her ass and thrust his hips back and forth, rocking Bernie forward with each deep thrust. "Oh Yeah! Oh Yeah! Fuck me! That's great!" cried out Bernie. 

She moaned loudly as Streek banged away at her from behind for several minutes. Soon she started to breathe more heavily and moan louder, "Uh, Uh, Yeah! I'm gunna cum!" cried out Bernie. Streek sped up his thrusts, he felt an orgasm building too. 

Bernie moaned loudly as he banged into her. He groaned and spurted his cum into her climaxing pussy. He slumped down on top of her, they were both sweaty and getting their breath back. Streek hugged her and kissed her neck. "Wow!" said Bernie, breathing heavily.

A couple of hours later Bernie was on top of Streek, bouncing on his hard cock. Streek was reaching up and groping her tits. Bernie was moaning with pleasure as she pumped her wet pussy up and down. 

"Ungh, Yeah baby! You're gunna make me cum again!" said Streek. She continued moving on top of him as he groaned and released his cum inside her again. 

Bernie slowed down and then bent down and kissed him. She lifted herself off his cock and cum spilt out from her tight hole. She slumped down on the bed next to him, they were both sweaty and exhausted.

"Six times." said Streek. "I didn't know I had it in me."

"It's me! A good Captain always brings out the best in her crew."

"I can't argue with that, you're irresistible." he said as he leant over and gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Reckon you could make it seven then?"

"Damn woman, you're gunna kill me."

"But you'd die happy."

"I think little Streek needs some time to recover."

"I need to pee anyway. Do you think you could get me a drink? I don't suppose there's any of Zacs' fine Whiskey left, not with another Ben Anders clone aboard. I'll have a cold beer."

"Okay Baby. Did I tell you you were beautiful?"

"Yeah, but I don't mind if you keep mentioning it."

Streek put on a pair of boxer shorts he still had with his stuff. He left the room and walked down the corridor. There wasn't anyone about. Streek didn't have a clue what the time was. He went to the ships' mess and grabbed some beers from the storage cupboard then put them in the Chill-unit. 

Mia walked in the room. Her red hair was wet, and she was wearing a bath-robe. "Oh, hi there stud. How's the honeymoon going?"

"Awesome, thanks. Where is everyone?"

"Mostly retired to their quarters, it's been a big day. Zac's made a start on repairing Makita. You can tell Bernie she could be a little quieter."

"Heh, sorry. You don't mind me going about dressed like this do you?"

"If you're doing anything that's bothering me, you'd know."

"right. How are you doing Mia?"

"I've recovered well. I was kind of jealous of you guys with your freaky healing powers, now I gotta get used to being a clone. Particularly with there being another me around. I'm sharing my quarters with her. I guess I gotta get used to sharing everything now, ...sharing my life. I should just be glad that I'm alive."

"Yeah, ...how are you doing after what happened to us at the Fortress?" Streek said softly. 

Mias' expression darkened, "Zac doesn't know what happened there. If you go telling anyone, I'll beat the crap out of you."

"Hey, you don't need to threaten me, we're friends. If you don't want me to say anything, I won't."

"Sorry. ...I don't really want to..."

"It's not your fault Mia, you shouldn't feel ashamed."

"How was it not my fault?! I let that junkie bitch get the drop on us!"

"She recognised me." said Streek looking to the floor. "...I was the one who blew our cover."

"Explain to me why you let her live."

"I don't know. Skylar kept talking about me like I was a soulless killer, and then my clone came out and she was like that, a real fuckin' psychopath. I just don't want to be like her. I've got a lot of deaths on my conscience, I like to think they all deserved it..."

"They did!, and that Sadie bitch did too. A dead Pirate is a good Pirate."

"I just don't want to be like that." said Streek.

"It's war Streek, you're killing the right people. ...you know, it was being unable to move that was the worst part. I was completely helpless, just like when Mum was captured, I loathed it. Those pieces of shit were degrading us both, and I couldn't do a damn thing about it." 

Streek could see tears starting to form in her green eyes. he slowly moved his arms around her and she let him hug her. Bernie then entered the room, wearing a white T-shirt and panties. Streek quickly backed away from Mia.

"You can hug your friend. I'm not jealous. Just hand over the beer bone-head!" 

Streek gave her a smile and handed the cold bottle of beer to her. Bernie twisted off the cap and took a long drink. She looked at Mia and Streek. "I thought I was a goner back there in the Holo-Arena, thank you both for risking your lives for me."

"Yeah, well I had to save you, you still owe me fifty bucks!" said Mia.

"What the hell for? I can't remember."

"Back at the party in the holo-shed. Streek was talking about how he ...she defeated Aneki with me. You were boasting that you could defeat him using Drunken Boxing, you were quite pissed by then. I bet fifty bucks that you couldn't. I won. You were very entertaining though." Streek laughed. 

Bernie had another drink of beer and shook her head. "I don't think bets count if you're too drunk to remember them."

"They do!" said Mia. "...and there's plenty of witnesses."

"Yeah, okay then. But I crashed my ship and lost everything I have. You're gunna have to wait 'till I can pay you."

"Looks like I'll just have to keep saving your life until you can pay what you owe me then."

**********

Eight hours later, the Van Halen arrived in the Lister system. It was an uninhabited Red Dwarf system, out in unprotected space. The smaller, weaker Red Dwarf stars were abundant in the Galaxy, and often held little interest to anybody. 

Streek and Bernie had made love a few more times, and got showered and fed and rested. 

They flew toward one of its' gas giants. Orbiting a moon on its' far side were scores of Resistance ships, small and large. It was like SunnyDale had been shattered into small pieces. 

The Van Halen fell into orbit with them. Around an hour later the Angelina arrived with the Avatari, Hornet and the other ships that flew into the Verona system with them. The Van Halen docked with the larger Angelina.

General Bolton was waiting there as they opened the doors. He was shocked to see two Mias. They both came up and hugged him. "There's two of you!" 

"Yeah, we noticed."

"Which one is real?"

"We're both real Dad."

"I mean, which of you is the sire?"

"uh... Dad..." Mia said hesitantly.

"I am." said the other Mia. "But I want you to treat my clone the same. She is me as well. You've gained another daughter."

"Oh ...that's ...great."

Zac came up and General Bolton hugged him as well. Mia looked at her fellow clone, "I didn't want to tell him..."

"I know."

"You oughta be more careful Son." said General Bolton. "...Almost got your ship blown up."

"I knew what I was doing. Thanks for the help all the same old man." 

The General looked at Bernie and Streek who were holding each others hand. "Anders..., McKenzie..."

"Hi Roy." said Bernie. "This is my fellow clone, Ben-Three."

"Another Anders eh? Welcome aboard the Angelina." said General Bolton offering his hand. Ben-Three shook it. "Thanks General."

Soon Dr. Arnott entered the Angelina. The Mias went up to him and gave him a hug. "Goodness, you got yourself cloned!"

"Yeah, there were seven of me."

"Oh my! I bet the Pirates didn't know what hit them."

"You got that right. Thanks for the support back there Grandpa."

"Where's Makita? Is she all right?"

"She got a little banged up, but she'll be fine. She was a big help out there."

"Of coarse." 

Streek and Bernie came up to him. "It's good to see you again Doc." said Streek smiling.

"Lisa! ...or I should call you Stephen now! You got what you were after, I'm glad."

"Just call me Streek. I'm sorry we had to blow up your Pod."

"It was probably for the best. Man was never meant to have such a powerful machine. I can sleep a little easier at night, now that it will never be in Pirate or Federation hands."

Ben-Two entered the ship, looking rather lost. Streek went up to him and shook his hand. "Thanks for the save back there Ben."

"Any time buddy." 

Bernie came up to him, "You did good back there Ben."

"Thanks Captain Balboa." 

Ben-Three came up and shook his hand as well. "Which one are you?" asked Ben-Two.

"Three, we're the only ones left brother."

"Yeah, ...may our fallen brothers rest in peace." he said sadly. 

Ben-Two looked at Bernie again, "So, ...what now Captain?"

"Good question, I'll let you know."

General Bolton spoke up. "All right everyone, were gunna move this into the dining room for a debriefing. We know the Pirates had access to the Cloning Pod, so first I'm gunna have to ask you all to take a DBS, so we can be sure none of you were compromised. I trust there's no objections." Nobody said anything. "All right, come this way."

They all had their minds scanned and then were seated at the large table where Bernie and Streek once had dinner with the General. They all spoke about what happened in the Verona system, answering the General and Doctors' questions. 

"We've got word that the Federation forces were defeated in Verona." said General Bolton. "We hoped that the destruction of the Cloning Pod would seriously hurt Skylars' war effort, but she was ready to go to war anyway. She hit them with powerful Xenoform ships and a large mercenary force." 

"...Did you see that little speech she made? It was meant to provoke the Federation, and they obliged. No doubt the Feds will be looking to strike back at them with overwhelming force. It's what we've all been fearing, the war has begun."

"...Bernadette Anders." said General Bolton in a gruff voice. "I'm not happy with the circumstances under which you departed from us."

"Yeah, sorry about that General. but I don't regret it. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do! We returned the Hornet, not even a scratch on it."

"Yes, I understand you and McKenzie were instrumental in locating and destroying the Pod, and ensuring everyone got away. For that I'm grateful. Your actions may even be viewed as heroic. We are a much smaller force than the Federation and the Pirate Alliance, we have need of heroes."

"...We had them in the war, heroes. Certain rare individuals who had a knack for achieving the impossible, and surviving against incredible odds. My Angelina was one of them. There was also a Mech Commander named Nexius Cley." 

"...He was a formidable fighter, and cunning leader. He accomplished much for our side, and then he just disappeared. Something had happened. He resurfaced as a Pirate and quickly rose up the ranks in the Steel Sharks. Then he accomplished something no one had ever been able to do before, he united the Pirate Factions."

"...He lead the Pirate attack on Denascus, which leaked the Alien Technology out into the Galaxy. He died in the Federations' retaliation, but now it seems we need to contend with his legacy; the Pirate Alliance and his little girl."

"Skylar." said Streek "...But she's dead isn't she? She was aboard the Cthulhu when it was destroyed."

"She must have got to an escape pod. She gave a little victory speech after the battle."

"Damn! Slippery little Bitch!" 

The General looked at Streek and Bernie, "I'm asking both of you again, will you join us? Will you fight on our side in the war?" 

Bernie looked at Streek and he nodded to her, "Sure, why not?" she said.

"Good."

"We're in as well General." said Ben-Two. "We're with our Captain, wherever she leads us. Even to death in battle."

"But preferably not to death in battle." added Ben-Three.

"Well, does anybody have anything else to add?" asked General Bolton.




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 10



"Uh, welcome aboard guys." said Mia, "But it feels like you were part of the Resistance already."

"Well, now we committed to it." said Streek.

"Then come with me Anders and McKenzie. I have something to show you." said General Bolton.

They ended the meeting, and Bernie and Streek followed the General out of the room. They took a shuttle over to the huge hauler with the large docking bay. 

General Bolton brought them before a medium sized Star Ship, about as large as the Clubber Lang and larger than the Van Halen. It was a pretty sleek and advanced looking craft. It was grey with a curved flat body and wings sloping down on each side, there were two round thrusters on each wing near the ships body and laser cannons jutting out from both wings. 

"That's the ship they were working on in the engineering section." said Bernie. "Is it finished?"

"Yes, and it needs a Captain." said General Bolton. 

Bernie looked at him hopefully. "...Uh ...you....um..."

"Will you take command of this ship for me Captain Anders?"

"Yes!" she said straight away and threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly. She turned and hugged Streek with a big smile on her face.

"Congratulations Bern, she looks like a great ship." said Streek smiling.

"She is." said General Bolton. "It's like a larger version of the Hornet. It has a mighty power plant that has enabled major upgrades to the shields, engines and lasers. She won't match the Van Halen for speed, or the Angelina for raw firepower, but she's a formidable all-round war-ship." 

"..She has powerful twin repeater laser cannons, a payload of eight destructor missiles and a pop-out, large calibre machine gun turret. The Hornet can slot in underneath the craft and be accessed from within." He looked at Streek. "Lieutenant McKenzie, I want you to have the Hornet."

"...Really? ...Awesome! Thank you. But can I be a Sergeant? I don't really want to be an officer."

"Heh, another Takoshi. Fine then, ...Sergeant McKenzie."

"I suppose I could have a Sergeant as my First Mate." said Bernie, still smiling. "Come on Streek, let's check it out!"

They opened the entrance ramp and went inside. They checked out the common room, crew quarters, mess, cockpit, bathroom, and storage bay. They were both very impressed with how advanced and high quality the ship was. It was a hundred times better than the Clubber Lang.

When they got down into the engine room, Bernie got really excited. "That's a Valcore sixty four hundred." said Bernie looking at the engine. "And check out that power core, I bet it puts out over six hundred thousand Gs. Look, bio-gel power distribution cables, and I've never seen capacitors like that before."

She turned to Streek, biting her lower lip. "Oh god, I'm so fuckin' hot!" She grabbed him hard and pressed her lips forcefully against his. Their tongues rubbed against each other as they passionately kissed. She stopped, and they got their breath back. "Do me right here Sergeant!"

"Aye Captain." said Streek. They were both quickly getting out of their jumpsuits. Streek groped at her breasts while he forcefully kissed her on the lips again. His hard cock poked out in front of him. He pushed her back against the large engine and lifted her leg while he continued to kiss her.

He looked down and pulled her white panties aside. Her shaven pussy was wet and glistening. "Hurry up and put it in." said Bernie. Streek grabbed his cock and guided it into her.

Bernie was right, her hymen hadn't grown back. His hard cock slid up into her without any obstruction. Bernie moaned with pleasure. Streek started fucking her with long deep thrusts. Bernie wrapped her arms around him as he bobbed his ass back and forth. Both of them were breathing heavily and moaning with pleasure. 

Streek banged away at her for a while, then he started to groan. "Oh, Damn, I'm gunna blow if I keep this up." He pulled his cock out from her hot, wet cunt. Bernie quickly got down on her knees and started rubbing his shaft. She sealed her lips around the cock and sucked. 

Soon Streek moaned as his cock throbbed and his cum spurted out into Bernies' waiting mouth. Bernie swallowed it down and licked his cock clean. "Oh fuck. You're the best!" said Streek, smiling down at her. "You didn't get off, we can't have that."

He helped her up and guided her to a bench by the wall. She squealed out as he lifted her up onto it. Streek got down and spread her legs open and plunged his face into her wet pussy.

Bernie moaned loudly as he passionately kissed her tight cunt. His tongue rubbed around at her soft insides while he gently rubbed her little clit with his thumb. He kept at it and soon Bernie was crying out, "Oh Yeah! Oh God! Don't stop, that's so fuckin' good!" She moaned louder as she peaked. Streek continued to eat her out while the powerful orgasm washed over her.

Streek got up from her soaking wet groin and she leant forward and kissed him on the lips while she held him tightly. Bernie looked down and could see that he had gotten hard again while he was eating her out. She smiled at him, "You can just stick that thing back inside me Stud!"

"With pleasure!" smiled Streek.

**********

The next day, a large number of Resistance members assembled in the docking bay in front of the new Star Ship. Streek saw plenty of familiar faces, Both Mias were there, and both Bens, Zac, Doctor Arnott and the newly repaired Makita. 

There was Sergeant Takoshi, and his students; big Ryan, Tori, Jennifer, Lyanna and pretty Kira. They wouldn't recognise him, they knew him as a woman. He had some explaining to do. He also saw Jacko and Dr McFadden there. Zac came up to him, "Congratulations man!"

"Thanks, I've put some hours in the flight-sim already, I can't wait to fly the Hornet into battle."

"No, I was talking about the bounty put on your head by the PA. A cool Thirty Million! Dead or Alive."

"Wow!"

"Yeah, I'm tempted to take you in myself, if I didn't have a Fifteen Million dollar bounty on my head. Seriously man, it'll attract the best in the business, watch your back out there."

"Yeah, you too. Luckily we both have tough women to watch our backs. Pity any bounty hunters who try."

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present our leader, General Bolton." a man said in an amplified voice out the front of everyone. They all clapped as the General came before them. 

"Thank you everyone. ...Make no mistake, we're now at war. It's what we've been preparing for, but we had hoped that we had more time. But the times seem to be moving at a very fast pace. It's going to be a terrible war. All wars are terrible, but this will be worse than any of them."

"...Alien technology is being utilised, integrated and replicated, and mankind is now capable of doing some truly horrifying things. We will not know what our enemy is capable of until we face it, and that scares the hell out of me."

'Jeez, talk about a kill-joy', thought Streek as he looked around at the concerned faces. "It's a good time to remind you what we stand for. We stand for the people of this galaxy. "Fight the Future" that's our motto, we're here to fight the future our enemies would have."

"...We stand for the people of this galaxy, the people who the Pirate Alliance would victimise and exploit. The same people who the Federation would enslave and control. We fight for our own future, one where the people of this galaxy can live in peace and freedom." The crowd all cheered in agreement.

"...As the war progresses, it's the people who will suffer. It will be the Resistances' duty to get out there and help them, to protect them. Even at great danger to ourselves. We lack the strength to overcome the Pirate Alliance and the Federation, but we must find a way to stop this war before it tears the galaxy apart. Whilst we're alive we will do what we can, and I expect each and every Resistance member to give it their all."

"...I would also like to recognise the heroic efforts of our operatives on a recent mission, deep in Pirate Alliance territory. Their actions have taken a great power away from the PA and saved countless lives. They know who they are. Not only did they accomplish their mission, they also looked out for each other, as I would expect all our operatives to do. So thank you." The crowd clapped and cheered loudly.

"...I think I've rambled on enough now. We are here today to launch a new Star Ship, hopefully the first of many in the coming months. To do the honours, I present to you, the ships' Captain. One of the heroes of the recent Verona mission, Captain Bernadette Anders." 

Everyone clapped as Bernie walked out in front of them. She wore her dark red jumpsuit with a brown jacket over it and wore her light blonde hair loose around her shoulders. She looked very beautiful, Streek thought.

"Speech!, Speech!" called out the Ben clones and several others. 

"All right you asked for it!" said Bernie smiling. The crowd quietened down and she cleared her throat and looked out over everyone.

"I've been through some terrible shit, stuff nobody should have to go through. But even if I could, I wouldn't go back and change what happened, because it all lead me right here, with great friends, ...a great crew..."

"That's us!" called out Ben-Two and Ben-Three, cheerfully.

"...and the man I love."

"That's my lady up there!" called out Streek. Bernie gave him a big smile.

"My first ship was a reconditioned Federation shuttle, I did up in my parents garage, back on Darion. I called it the Apollo Creed, after a great warrior from pre-warp Earth. He was Rocky Balboas' greatest rival, who also become his good friend."

"...It allowed me to set out into the galaxy and be the master of my own destiny, with my best friend Streek at my side. I made some bad decisions and the cruel, brutal universe was there to knock us down for it."

"...But like Rocky Balboa, we got back up again. My next ship was a Namcorp Hauler I named the Clubber Lang, After another of Rocky Balboas' great rivals. Again, I made bad decisions, and the universe punished me, ...and my crew, for it. But I got back up again and here I am."

"...I've named this ship the 'Ivan Drago', after Rockys' next great rival. Back on pre-warp Earth, the worlds' greatest warriors; Rocky Balboa, Apollo Creed and Clubber Lang all came from the Kingdom of Americas. Their great rival Kingdom, Sovieta, had developed their own ultimate warrior."

"...Ivan Drago was said to be a giant of a man, a perfect athlete and a blonde. He travelled to Americas and challenged the worlds greatest warriors for the pride of his Kingdom. Rocky Balboa watched as Ivan Drago slew his friend Apollo Creed in battle. Rocky swore vengeance, and agreed to travel to Sovieta to challenge Drago."

"...The journey there was long and extremely difficult. Rocky faced extreme weather, wild animals, brutal bandits and thousands and thousands of miles on foot. All the while, Ivan Drago trained with the best facilities and trainers, the Sovieta King could offer."

"...When Rocky finally got there, he faced the blonde giant in a colosseum, in front of the King. They say it was a fight, the likes of which had never been seen before, or since. One of the most brutal and drawn out bouts of single combat in the history of mankind. In the end, the crowd was chanting Rockys' name, and in the end Ivan Drago was slain."

"Rocky Balboas' hard and arduous journey did not make him weaker, it made him stronger. He learned to endure and overcome any challenges that life threw at him, and he learned to prevail. May this ship, and its' crew prevail over any great challenges the universe throws at it. I name this ship the Ivan Drago." 

General Bolton came over and handed her a bottle of Champagne, she walked over to the Star Ship and smashed the bottle against the hull. The crowd all cheered loudly. Streek came over to her, she embraced him and they kissed. 

"I love you, Captain Bernadette Anders."

"I love you, Sergeant Streek McKenzie."

Makita was standing next to Zac, she turned to him and said, "Let's have a party!"

...



Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 11



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Warning; this chapter contains some pretty extreme violence, gore and rape scenes. Not for the squeamish. It's the last chapter in book one of the Clone Saga. Enjoy. -Ax

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In the secret facility at Veronas' North Pole, the female Streek was being dragged toward the Cloning Pod by two large Pirate men. 

They held her head to the scanner. She shook her head and fought with them. One of them grabbed her head with his big, meaty hand and held it still, the other had his fingers on her face, holding up her eyelids. The line of green light passed over her eyes and then everything went dark. 

Streek slowly came around. She felt different. She opened her eyes and two figures came into focus in front of her, it was Skylar and herself. She was a little confused.

She saw Skylar differently now, like she had just woken up and saw her as the great leader she was, and what a great honour it would be to serve her. The sight of the other Streek seemed to make her angry. 

She became aware that she was standing inside the Cloning Pod. "Hello McKenzie." said Skylar smiling. "Welcome to the world, how are you feeling?" 

"I'm all right, ...a bit disoriented."

"Can you tell me where your loyalties lie?" asked Skylar. 

Streek knew that right away, "With you Mistress, and the Pirate Alliance, always." 

Skylar turned to the other Streek smiling. "See? ...better!"

"That's fuckin' twisted!" said the other Streek. "You took away her free will."

"I've customised the clone to better suit my needs. Come forward McKenzie." She slowly walked forward, out of the Pod. Streek understood now, she had become the new clone.

"You won't be needing these, you're not my prisoner." Skylar released the cuffs around her wrists and then went behind her and removed the slave collar.

"Do you know who that is?" said Skylar nodding toward Streek. She looked at her other self, ...only too well. Why would she choose to go against Skylar? Against the Pirate Alliance? She was on the wrong side, and McKenzie hated her for it.

"My sire, and a fellow McKenzie clone, and an enemy of the Alliance." she said.

"Does she enjoy killing Pirates?"

"Oh yeah, she gets off on it." Streek grit her teeth.

"Any other interesting things you can tell me?"

"There are plenty of things Mistress. I can draw you a nice treasure map, the X is in a Globular Cluster called M13, and you will like the treasure you'll find there."

"Shut up!" said Streek. "...Don't you know that they brainwashed you? If you're me, then you've been raped by Pirates, gang-raped on more than one occasion. Why the hell would you choose to be on their side?"

McKenzie couldn't recall any time where anyone had raped her. "If anyone ever tried to rape me, I'd rip their balls off. If they raped you, then that's too bad. Whatever we're strong enough to take is ours by rights."

"There's gotta be a part of you that hates yourself for saying that." said Streek.

"There isn't, I just hate you, and your weakness."

"I don't mean to sound like a bitch!" said Skylar, "...but I like her better than you. She's much more open and honest."

"This is fuckin evil!" said Streek. 

"There's also someone you should watch out for." said McKenzie. "Another clone who's with the Resistance, a little old man by the name of Doctor Arnott, very dangerous. She hasn't been able to get in contact with him lately, but he's come here after the Cloning Pod. He's got a super advanced Stealth Ship with plenty of Alien Tech goodies, including the mind-writer thing that you want."

"Damn you!, the Doc has been good to us. I owe everything to him!" said Streek.

"I think it's you who's been brainwashed!. The Doctor was just using you. You and Bernie were just pieces of Alien Tech that he could use to achieve his goals. On New Heidi, you didn't function the way he wanted, so he discarded you. He told you that he planned on using and destroying all Alien Tech, but he didn't tell you that that included you and Bernie. You know I'm telling the truth!"

"No, he saved us from torture and death."

"He was just recovering you, because you were too dangerous in the hands of the enemy."

"Fuck you!, Skylar is just using you!"

"I know, I want her to use me."

"Ha! This is quite entertaining." said Skylar. "I hope this Doctor Arnott pays us a visit, I'll be ready for him." She looked at the McKenzie clone, "What do you think we should do with your Sire?"

"She's an enemy of the Pirate Alliance, she needs to die. Let me kill her for you."

"I was thinking of putting her to work in a busy brothel, she can pleasure a hundred Pirates for every one she killed."

"No, she's too dangerous, and Bernie Anders will come for her."

"Yes, I got that impression as well."

"Then I can kill her?" asked McKenzie, getting out her Champion Ruby.

"Okay then!" Skylar came and grabbed the laser gun from her. "I want you to do it with your bare hands."

"Fine with me. After it's done, ...I have a request..."

"What's that?"

"My grand-sire was male. I feel that I'm male too. I want to use the Cloning Pod to give me a mans' body again."

"So, she has gender issues too?" said Skylar looking at Streek.

"She thinks she's a man?" said Sadie. "I thought she was just a little butch."

"No, we won't be doing that just yet. Like you said, Bernie will be coming for her. Instead she's going to rescue you, and you'll be my girl on the inside when we come knocking on the Resistances' door." She looked at Streek again, "All your friends are going to think you're a stinking traitor!"

"You fuckin' mad bitch!" spat Streek.

"But once the Resistance is taken out, I'll grant your request. Man or Woman, you'll still be my Great White Shark."

"All right, let's do this then!" said the clone, approaching Streek with her fists clenched. 

Streek held her cuffed hands up in front of her "Hey, now just wait a min..." THWAK! McKenzie punched her hard in the head, sending her stumbling back. She slipped forward and gave a strong kick to her guts, knocking her off her feet. Streek quickly pulled herself up again. "Nnngh! ...I can't even fight back with this fuckin' slave-collar on!"

"Y'know, that doesn't seem to bother me!" said her clone, smashing a fist into her head again. 

Streek leant back and dodged a high roundhouse kick. "Are you scared I'd beat you in a fair fight?"

"I'm not the one who's scared, you are!, and with good reason." McKenzie came at her again with a series of fast punches and kicks. Streek did her best to dodge and block with her bound hands, but a strong kick struck her side, making her groan.

Streek turned and ran, she jumped up on the handrail on the stairs and ran up it. McKenzie was close behind. "You have nowhere to run Sire!" Streek leapt off, onto the upper level, McKenzie leapt off with a flying kick and got her in the back, sending her tumbling forward. She ran up and kicked Streek hard in the head as she tried to get up. 

She continued laying into her Sire, her enemy. Streek rolled away, just as McKenzie was about to stomp her face. She got up on her feet again and backed away, her face was swollen and bleeding. 

Her clone came at her with more frenzied punches, most of them connecting. Streek retaliated by raising her cuffed arms in a double fist and screaming out in pain as the intense shock hit her body as she slammed McKenzie in the jaw. 

Both of them stumbled back. The punch hurt, but McKenzie could see that Streek was dazed. "Ha! That punch hurt you more than it hurt me. Do it again bitch!" 

McKenzie leapt at her with a flying kick, Streek ducked low, dodging her and darted away. Streek leapt up on a console and then up on some machinery, she ran up the wall and grabbed onto one of the steel beams that criss-crossed the ceiling with her cuffed hands. She managed to swing her legs up and climb up there. 

"Don't think you're gunna get away from me up there." said McKenzie, she did the same, leaping and climbing up to the beams. She got up in front of her Sire as she got up and got her balance.

"Bad idea coming up here Streek. Gravity is gunna give you the smack-down." She came at her with more kicks, her sire was struggling to block and dodge and keep her balance. She leapt to a parallel beam, and McKenzie leapt across too. 

McKenzie feinted a left kick and then smashed Streek in the head with a powerful left hook. Streek was dazed and struggled to keep her balance, then McKenzie gave another strong kick to her chest, Streek slipped back and fell, but managed to catch the beam with her bound arms. 

Her clone walked up to her, "Down you go!" she said and then stomped Streeks' head. Streek let go of the beam and fell about four meters, crashing into a desk below and smashing it. 

She was reeling, but still managed to just move away in time as McKenzie came crashing down after her. Streek was struggling to get to her feet.

Alerts started sounding in the facility. Were Streeks' friends coming for her already? McKenzie felt she had to finish this quickly, so that they could execute Skylars' plan for her to be 'rescued', but she couldn't resist taunting her Sire. 

"You still getting up?" ...Can't you see that your fucked. You're never gunna get your cock back! And you tried so hard too. When I get my cock back, I'm gunna get one of those slave collars for Bernie, make her my fuck-slave. I'm gunna enjoy raping her up the ass, making her scream." Streek grit her teeth and growled in anger. "...Then when I get bored of her, I'll choke the life out of her and throw her away with the trash."

"FUCK YOU!!!" Streek yelled as she stepped forward and swung her double-fist hard, smashing McKenzie in the face, it hurt like hell. Streeks' slave-collar surged with raw electricity but it didn't seem to phase her. 

Streek gave a straight kick right into her chest and the collar continued to fire. She gave another strong double-fisted punch into McKenzies' jaw, knocking her back. 

"You're fucked!" said Streek. McKenzie came at her again. Streek blocked a fast, high kick and threw a quick right jab to her face. The collar surged again. Streek followed up with a powerful left hook. 

McKenzie was unable to defend herself against the flurry of strong punches. She didn't know what was going on, as her head was getting repeatedly smashed hard. The fists were a blur, and seemed to be glowing with blue light.

McKenzie was dazed, but still managed to stay on her feet. Streek threw her arms forward and roared, and a bright blue light shot from her hands right into her. Her whole body was slammed with great force, and then she was slammed again from behind, and she blacked out.

***********

McKenzie quickly sat up with a jolt and lashed out at the person in front of her. The man was smashed hard in the face and was knocked down onto the floor. "AAAAGH!! ...FUCK!!" he cried out as he clenched his jaw. The clone looked around, she was in the large hangar on a stretcher, there were groaning, wounded soldiers all around her.

"Where the fuck is she!!" McKenzie called out.

"Ow! Fuck you! You clone bitch!" said the man she had just hit as he rubbed his chin. He was in his fifties and looked unkempt with a large dark moustache.

"Where is she? What the hell happened?!" 

"You were knocked unconscious. Skylar had you dragged out of there and seen to by me. I'm Doctor Morgan."

"What's going on?" said McKenzie looking around. Another Pirate Soldier was being dragged in, crying out in pain as he bled from wounds to his torso and arms. She could hear the muffled sound of gunfire, laser blasts and explosions from behind the curved steel walls of the dome.

"Fuckin' attack of the clones! The intruders locked themselves in there, and used the Cloning Pod, then they blew it up and attacked. It's a fuckin' war zone out there."

"THEY BLEW IT UP?!!" McKenzie got up off the stretcher, she was furious. 

The doctor came over to her. "Now hold on, you're not supposed to..." THWAK! McKenzie knocked him down with another punch and then walked away at brisk pace, stepping over wounded Pirates.

Sitting in a far corner in the hangar was the Ronin mech. She remembered coming up against it in the Holo-Arena. She immediately felt ashamed of her actions at the Holo-Arena, or rather, her sires' actions. 

Three armed Pirates were guarding the large, advanced mech, she walked over to them. "Why isn't that mech on the battlefield? Why aren't you out there?"

"Who the hell are you? This is Skylars' mech, she's not using it at the moment." said one of them.

"Skylar wants me to use it. Step aside Ass-hole." 

The guards raised their rifles at her. "We never heard anything about that. Fuck off Bitch!"

McKenzie got up close to him and looked into his eyes. "Haven't you heard? ...I'm Skylars' new shark, if you're stupid enough to get in my way, you'll get bitten!" 

She quickly knocked his gun to the side and punched him hard in the throat. In one smooth motion she grabbed the large combat knife from his belt and slashed it through another guards' throat. She kicked at the third guards' rifle as he let off a burst, making him shoot wide and then she sprung forward and plunged the knife right through his heart, he fell back to the ground dead.

Another guard ran up with his rifle raised, he stopped and stood around twenty meters away from her. McKenzie stood there, with the bloody knife in her hand, looking at him. He slowly lowered his rifle. "Smart." said the clone. She started climbing into the Ronin. "Command: Power up." 

"Unauthorised user." came the computerised voice.

"Fuck you!" said McKenzie. She got the TAB out from her jumpsuit pocket and started running a remote hack. Soon the Mech powered up and stood up, fifteen feet tall. 

The controls seemed quite intuitive, it responded to her normal arm and leg movements in the same way as the Logan mech her sire had piloted earlier. It responded to voice commands and to buttons at her fingertips and it tracked her eye movement when targeting. She brought up a summary of its' weapon systems and functions on the display screen. 

The hangar was filled with a THUMP, THUMP, THUMP noise as the mech jogged toward the large hangar doors. A guard at the entrance opened the doors for her and she bent down as she moved through the doorway and into the battle zone. She had one thing on her mind; find and kill Streek.

Blood, bodies and wreckage were strewn through the snow. Overhead, the Pirate ships were firing their lasers at other ships. She saw the Avatari appear from nowhere, let off a flurry of laser fire and then disappear again. 'So, Arnott's here, I hope I get a chance to kill him as well.' 

The remaining Pirate forces were swarming toward the northern building, so McKenzie started heading that way. She jogged past a group of dead Pirate Soldiers. One Badly wounded Soldier held his arm up to her, begging for help. The Ronins' large metal foot came down and crushed him, as the mech jogged past. It left big red footprints in the snow, as it proceeded. 

A group of half a dozen Pirate soldiers were running up ahead of her. Someone came out from some wreckage behind them and fired their assault rifle, spraying automatic fire into the group and dropping them. McKenzie recognised the bright red hair, Mia! 

McKenzie stared right at her to aim and held her arm out in front of her and fired a plasma burst. Mia dove out of the way, narrowly avoiding it. She got up and fired back. Bullets struck the mechs' energy shields as it sprinted toward her. 

McKenzie extended the long vibro-blades from the mechs' arms. She swung the blades at Mia as she got close. Mia danced around avoiding the large, fast blades. 

Then Mia jumped right at the mech, McKenzie quickly swung its' arms and managed to knock her away. She quickly fired a plasma blast at the ground where Mia was knocked down. Mia just managed to leap away in time, but her rifle was destroyed. 

Mia ran away fast, weaving and leaping to present a difficult target. McKenzie activated the ATS; Automatic Targeting System, and fired off another plasma blast. The ball of plasma hit the lower half of Mias' body, disintegrating it. Her upper body flopped to the ground and her blood and organs spilled out onto the snow.

McKenzie looked up at the Northern building and saw the Van Halen up at the rooftop, people were jumping into its' open rear doors. "NO!! You're not getting away from me!" she cried out as the mech sprinted toward the building. 

The Cthulhu approached the building and fired on the Van Halen and the ship took off. Through the X-ray scanner on her view screen she could see that someone was still up on the roof-top. She zoomed in on them and saw that it was Streek; male Streek. 

She had become a man again and then destroyed the Pod so that McKenzie would be stuck in a womans' body forever. Rage built inside her, she desperately needed to kill him.

McKenzie activated the jets on the mechs' legs and it rose up off the ground. The Ronin Mech was able to fly for brief periods. She locked onto her sire as she flew up over the edge of the roof, then tried to come down right on top of him, but he darted out of the way as she slammed down hard onto the rooftop.

"Skylar?!" called out Streek, looking up at her.

"No, not Skylar." said McKenzie. "You fuckin' Cunt! You destroyed the damn Pod, now I'll never become a man again. Now I'm gunna finish off the first order my Mistress gave me. You're a dead man!"

The mechs' arms spread wide and long vibro-blades extended from them. Streek flipped backwards as the blades slashed at him with great speed. 

He kept moving about as the large mech came at him, swinging its' blades. McKenzie aimed the mechs' arm at him and then fired off a plasma blast. The blue ball of energy exploded on the ground near him, throwing him several meters. 

Streek rolled over on the ground and fired his assault rifle at the Mech. The Ronin ran up fast and kicked Streek, he was knocked back and smashed into the low wall around the edge of the rooftop, bricks flew everywhere and the dazed Streek barely managed to hold on to the edge, stopping himself from falling down off the building. 'I've got you now!'

The big Mech walked over to where Streek was hanging off the edge. "This is the part where you die." said McKenzie, raising the blade high. 

Suddenly, yellow quad laser blasts hit the Ronins' energy shields. It was the Hornet firing on her, Ben-Two had joined the fight. McKenzie raised the mechs arm and fired plasma blasts at the fighter, its' strong shields absorbed the attacks. The Hornet continued to pelt the mech until it flew past.

"Fuckin' pest!" said McKenzie. She looked down and Streek wasn't there anymore. Streek stabbed at front of the mech with his vibro-blade knife, he had climbed up onto it and was clinging on. 

McKenzie retracted the mechs' blades and tried to grab Streek, but he was swinging his body around, avoiding the large hands. "Get off me, you Prick!" She remembered getting shocked when the mech held her back at the holo-arena. She pressed some buttons and a powerful electric shock surged on the outside of the Mech. 

Streek screamed out in pain, but he still held on. His fist glowed with blue light. "You don't learn do ya?!" McKenzie felt the impact as he punched the back of the mech with tremendous force. The punch smashed through the strong grey plate and left a hole in its' armour. Streek grabbed a grenade from his belt and dropped it inside the hole and then jumped off the Mech. 

The grenade exploded inside the mech, and McKenzie screamed as she felt the shockwave painfully rip through her. The Mech stumbled forward and black smoke enveloped her, she was breathing it in. She felt like she was dying. 





Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 11



NO!! He couldn't have beaten me again!! NO!! Then she felt the Mech falling and slamming hard, and she blacked out.

***********

McKenzie came around again and had a coughing fit. She looked through her teary eyes and saw that she was on a stretcher in the domed hangar again. Now there were even more wounded soldiers around her. A sea of pain and misery. 

There were also eight armed guards around her. "FUCK!!" she cried out, 'How could I have failed again?!' Dr Morgan came up to her, his face was bruised and bandaged.

"I'm glad they've taken some precautions this time, you're like a fuckin' wild beast." The clone felt at her neck, she was wearing a slave collar. She also had a drip running into her arm, she ripped it out.

"I don't need this shit, I'm a clone, I'll fix myself up." She got off the stretcher and stood up, she was a little shaky on her feet. She coughed some more and then wiped her mouth.

"You really should stay put, you've been through extensive trauma." said the Doctor.

"Don't tell me what to do. I need to get out there again!"

"The fighting here is over. The battle had moved to space, against the Federation. I think that's finished now. We won." said the Doctor. "Victory is ours! Can't you tell? Everyone is celebrating!" The Doctor spread his arms pointing out all the wounded soldiers, he was obviously being sarcastic. The place was awash with pain and misery. A Pirate who had both his legs blown off was crying out, and sobbing uncontrollably nearby.

"What about the intruders?"

"Most of the clones were killed, I think a small group of them got away."

"Drakk! That cheating bastard!" 

One of the guards stepped forward, "If you can walk, then come with us."

"You forgot to say please."

"Come with us clone Bitch! and don't get smart, you're wearing a slave collar."

McKenzie thought about how her sire had turned the slave collar into a weapon against her, she wanted to try it. "You think this collar makes me less dangerous?" She went to punch the guard but the collar fired up and a painful wave of electrical energy went through her and she screamed and dropped to the ground.

"Yeah, I reckon it does." said the guard. 'How the hell did he do it? How did it make him stronger?' thought McKenzie. Guards came over to her and started pulling her up.

"Don't fuckin' touch me!" yelled out McKenzie, she stood and looked at the guard, "Are you taking me to Skylar?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"Let's go then."

They took her to the Jaws III. which was docked in the hangar. They boarded it and made their way to the bridge. Skylar was sitting in the Captains' chair, idly playing with the Champion Ruby and talking to Sadie. Captain Payne was there too, the large black man stood silently in the corner. McKenzie and the guards hung back while they talked.

"...to get out of there in a hurry, you understand." said Skylar.

"But you could have given me a pair of those ear plugs or something." said Sadie.

"I don't account for everyone in my back-up plans. Do I really need to explain myself to you?"

"No Mistress."

"Tell me why they let you live."

"I don't know."

"Why do you think?"

"Because Streek likes me."

"Yeah right! I saw the way she looked at you, not a lot of like there."

"I knew how to press her buttons. I could get her off. I'm pretty good in the sack, if I do say so myself. Would you like me to show you? I remember what it's like to be your age, all those wild hormones. How would you like some of this?" Sadie poked her tongue out, displaying the round metal stud, she wiggled her tongue up and down at the smirking Skylar.

"Strangely, that doesn't sound appealing to me at all. Do you want to know what really 'presses my buttons'?"

"Ooh, I bet it's something really twisted."

"When my subordinates serve me well." 

Sadie looked disappointed, "...Not that twisted."

"But I will give you the chance to give me satisfaction. Prepare your ship and crew, I have another important mission for you. One you must not fail!"

"Where are we going?" asked Sadie.

"I will brief you on that soon."

"One more thing before you go Captain. I've noticed that you're suffering withdrawal symptoms. That's good, it means you're staying clean. Apart from that little slip up with the Ryphin, which I will overlook, just this once."

"Yeah, I wanted to talk to you about that. I'm fuckin' sick, I can't concentrate, ...I can't function properly. If I could just get a small hit, now and then..."

"No, You are doing well Sadie. If you can overcome this addiction, it will show remarkable inner strength. But if you fail, ...there is no place here for someone who is not even the master of their own body. You may as well become just another one of the junkie whores who litter the streets of Keyser."

"Not even a little bit of weed?" pleaded Sadie.

"No. Go and see Doctor Morgan. That's an order. He will help you to manage your symptoms. You're dismissed now. I'll brief you at... eleven hundred."

"Yes, Mistress. I'll go and get my Tank."

Sadie turned and started walking out of the room. She and McKenzie looked at each other. Sadie had a large purple bruise on her face. She blew McKenzie a kiss. McKenzie didn't know how she felt about Sadie, her memories of her were very fuzzy.

"McKenzie, get over here." said Skylar. The clone approached the teenage girl, her eyes were lowered, she was ashamed of her failure. "Do you still want to be called Lisa? ...or Streek?" Skylar asked.

"No." she hated those names.

"Then you can choose a new name for yourself."

"I'd like you to choose a new name for me Mistress."

"Okay then, ...how about Maxine. It sounds like Magazine, and you were made from ammunition. Maxine McKenzie, do you like it?"

"Yes Mistress."

"How many things have I asked you to do Maxine?"

"Mistress?..."

"How many things?"

"...one."

"One thing; kill your Sire, and you failed to do it, ...twice. Even I was able to do it once."

"He... he cheated!"

"That's your excuse? He cheated? Why the hell didn't you cheat? You're the Pirate!"

"He... he can absorb shock weapons, it makes him stronger. I don't know how he does it."

"So, in a short amount of time, your fellow clone has learned tricks that you have failed to learn. Is that right?" Maxine didn't say anything. "...You are a major disappointment to me. I had such high hopes. It's because of your failure that my Cloning Pod was destroyed."

"Forgive me Mistress. I will make it up to you. Let me go after my Sire. I'll bring you back his head, ...and the heads of every last Anders and Bolton."

"History shows that that task is beyond you. ...You took my Ronin mech without asking."

"...I'm sorry. I just wanted to serve you."

"...And you broke it! War has started and all my favourite toys are broken. I think you need to be punished."

"Punish me as you see fit Mistress."

"Yes, perhaps you should spend some time in prison."

"No! Not that! I should be serving you. It's what I was made for!"

"You don't like that idea? That's what makes it a good punishment then!"

"But... Mistress, please!..."

"Bored now! Take her away!"

The Pirate guards came and grabbed Maxine. "I can do it! I can kill him! He just got lucky, that's all!" she said as they pulled her away. 

"Oh, I know you want to be treated like a man." said Skylar. "...have fun in the Mens' Prison!" 

As Max was taken out of the room Skylar said, "Is the War Council ready?"

"They're waiting for you Mistress." Said Captain Payne. 

"Let's get on with it then."

Maxine was being taken to a shuttle by the Pirate guards. If she was just able to absorb the shock from her slave collar, she could show Skylar that she was capable. She took a deep breath and concentrated, and then tried to strike out at the guard. The collar surged and she screamed out and slumped to the floor. It hurt like hell every time. How did he do it? It was driving her mad. "Cut that shit out clone!" said the guard, picking her up and marching her along again.

They put her up the front of a small shuttle, and the guards sat in behind her. There were eight of them assigned to her. Maxine was feeling very low. her short life had been nothing but failure. The memories of her life before that were shameful, ...and the life before that, when she was a man. Now she was never going to be a man again. 

The shuttle lifted up, out of the hangar and took off into the morning sky.

Maxine could hear the guards talking behind her. "Fuckin' gives me the creeps, travelling with a clone up front. I'll be glad when we dump her off at Bonscott."

"What ya talking about? I think she's pretty hot. Did you see them tits. I was thinking of getting a piece!"

"Don't be a fuckin' idiot. Didn't you see what those clones did back there? We outnumbered them sixty to one, and that's not including the ships. We had mechs and hovercraft and snipers and turrets, and they tore through us like Alien Tech killing machines. Are you really confident that a slave collar and eight guards would be enough to stop her?"

"Well, when you put it like that, ...she still has nice tits."

"fuckin' idiot!"

"You ever wonder why we got Alien Tech, but no Aliens?" came another voice.

"Shit, here we go! Pete's gunna do his crappy impression of a smart person again."

"Shut the fuck up!, I'm smarter than you."

"Maybe in some parallel universe, but I doubt it."

"Well, Suppose there are Aliens from another Galaxy, and maybe they're lookin' over at us, thinking our galaxy is good real estate, right? Just gotta clear away the local inhabitants and they're good to go. Whatta you do? Go to war? They would win for sure, with their super-advanced technology. But what if there's an easier way?"

"...They've been watching us, they know what we're like. So some Alien fucker gets the bright idea of sending over a cache of their Tech for us to find. What are we gunna do with it? Take it to war, what do ya think? Aliens sit back and watch us destroy each other. Then they come in and clean up, and they've got a new Galaxy to fuck around in."

"That's one theory I guess. But there'd be thousands more that you're not smart enough to come up with. It's probably one of them that's closest to the truth."

"Maybe, but mark my words, Alien Tech will be the end of us."

"Mark your words? ...Mark your own fuckin' words. Don't you listen to Skylar? Alien Tech is what's gunna bring about the rise of the Pirate Alliance and the fall of the Federation. If the Galaxy is gunna be destroyed, it will be at the PAs' say-so."

"Yeah well, as that little battle we just had illustrated, we aint the only ones with Alien Tech."

"We'll see. If the galaxy ends and Aliens move in, I'll admit that you're smart."

Maxine turned around to them, "You're right Pete, we are here to kill everybody." They looked at her wide-eyed and she gave them a smile and turned back around.

***********

A couple of hours later, they had arrived at the Bonscott Prison, about one hundred miles inland from Keyser City. The Warden, a fat, middle-aged moustachioed man, met them inside. "I'm Warden Pyke, administrator of this facility. What is this about?"

"Special orders from Skylar. This clone is to be incarcerated in your facility, for the crime of pissing Skylar off." said a guard.

"This woman? what am I to do with her?"

"Just put her in with the rest of the prisoners, and don't take her slave collar off, she's very dangerous."

"You know what's gunna happen if we do that."

"Yeah, and so does Skylar. She wants her to be punished."

"Fine, who am I to question the orders of our Great Leader. The inmates are going to love this."

Maxine didn't say anything, she just brooded as she was processed. She was stripped naked and hosed down, and given the prison uniform to put on. She wore a pair of bright orange pants and a white tank top.

She was taken into the main exercise yard and dumped there. The large yard was just concrete and dirt and high walls. It was mid-morning, and there were clear blue skies above them. There were wooden benches around and free weight equipment. Guards watched from the walls and from a Guard Tower. 

There were also plenty of male prisoners. Rough looking men dressed like her, and all staring at her. A lot of them had smiles on their ugly faces. On a planet full of criminals, the one's that have been locked away had to be the worse of the worse.

A bunch of them came over to her right away. "Hey there! Are you in the right place baby?"

"Whoa, look at them titties, they're great!"

"I think it's our lucky day boys!" One of them went to grab her tits and she stepped back away from him.

"Come on baby, don't be like that. We just wanna be friendly."

"Fuck off!" said Maxine. "I know what you're thinking, but I'm the last woman you want to fuck with. I could kill you all without even thinking about it. If you have any sense of self preservation, you'll stay the fuck away from me!"

"Ha Ha! Tough talk, I like that!" said one of the men, a big guy with a shaved head. "...nice necklace pussy-cat."

"That's a slave collar isn't it?" said another inmate.

"Yeah, you put them on bitches to stop them from putting up a fight. She's all talk."

A hand reached out and squeezed her boob. Maxine growled and then her slave collar surged and she screamed out in pain. The men all around her laughed. 'Come on!, Come on! I need to be able to do this now!' She tried to strike out at the men again and the collar painfully shocked her again. She slumped down to her knees.

"He he, that's a good girl!" One of the men was fumbling at his pants, pulling out his half-erect cock. A hand pressed on her shoulder to stop her getting up. "Put your pretty mouth to good use."

"I'm gunna bite it off!" said Maxine.

"No you're not, the slave collar's gunna stop you."

"Actually Jok, the shocks could..." 

"Shut up! It's been too long since I got my dick sucked by a woman!"

He stroked his seven inch cock and it swelled and got hard. He slapped it against Maxines' face. "Open up baby, let me fuck your pretty face." He pushed his cock at her closed mouth. 

"I said open up!" He said as he slapped her face and pulled her hair. Maxine opened her mouth and the cock was pushed in, the fat cock-head prodded at the back of her throat.

Maxines' slave collar suddenly surged and Rick screamed out in agony, as her teeth clenched down, biting right into the cock. "Aaaaaagh!!, Yeeeaaagh!!, AAAAAGH!!!" he screamed out as the clones' teeth latched on to his member. Blood was running down Maxines' chin. Rick pulled away desperately, and his cock was ripped off, spraying blood over Maxines' face. 

He dropped to the ground screaming and clutching at his bloody groin. The other men all stood around stunned. Maxine spat the dismembered cock out onto the ground. "All right, who's next?" she said, as blood ran down her face.

"Drakk!, I tried to tell him, the shocks from the collar could make her clamp down! Fuck!" The guards came in and pulled the wounded inmate off to the infirmary. One of them gingerly picked the bloody penis up off the ground. 

"Jeez, I've seen some fucked up shit before, ...but damn!" said a big black man.

"Good thing her cunt doesn't have any teeth!" said a big, stubble-headed man. 

"Yeah, probably best we stayed away from her mouth, eh Dobbo?"

They pulled her back up again. Maxine could see that she was surrounded by large, grinning men. Her heart was beating rapidly, she knew she was in peril and she was charged with adrenaline, she desperately wanted to lash out at them, kill them. 

She took a deep breath and tried to concentrate, she had to do this. She started to throw a punch and the slave collar surged, she didn't scream this time but the pain was agonising, and she went weak again. NO!! her mind screamed out.

"Ha! She's still doing it!" laughed one of the inmates. They picked her up and carried her over to the bench and put her down on it on her back. Grinning male faces were all around her. Hands grabbed at her tits and were roughly squeezing and rubbing them. More hands were pulling down her pants and panties. 

"Look at that little thing, that cunt looks tight man!" A hand rubbed at her crotch and then a finger slipped inside her. "She is tight, damn!"

Dobbo grabbed her legs and roughly pulled her toward him, sliding her on the rough wooden bench. He started rubbing his fat dick at her pink slit. "What are the guards doing?" 

"Nothin' man, just watchin'" 

Dobbo cracked a big smile, "She's fair game then."

"Don't do it you prick, I'll kill you!" cried out Maxine. Her collar surged again as she tried to fight him.

Dobbo forced the cock head through the pink folds and up against her hymen, he thrust his hips forward and the erect cock painfully stabbed its way deep inside her. Maxine cried out in pain. "Ha! She was a virgin! I just popped her cherry!" said Dobbo proudly. The other inmates all cheered excitedly. He started ramming his cock back and forth as he fucked her hard. 

The thrusting cock hurt like hell, Maxine had to stop it. Once again she tried to lash out at them, and the slave collar surged, and her body was racked with more pain.

"Oh Shit!" said Dobbo. "I thought it might have shocked me while I was fuckin' her, didn't feel anything though." He continued to thrust into her hard, jerking her back with each thrust. 

They ripped off her tank-top and bra and her large bare tits were roughly played with. Her nipples were being pinched hard, making her squeal. 

Dobbo banged away at her tight pussy and it didn't take him long before he felt an orgasm coming on, "I'm gunna give her a cream-pie, reckon she could use the lube, she's a bit dry. ...Ungh!" he groaned as he stuck his cock deep inside her and it throbbed and spurted its' load of cum, filling up the tight hole. 

He pulled his cock out of her. Cum and blood leaked from the ravaged hole. "That was the best fuck I've had in a long time." said Dobbo. "I just love poppin' cherries"

The next man quickly got in position and shoved his fat cock into the tight pussy. He began banging away at her. Maxine couldn't bear it, she tried to fight them with everything she had but the collar surged again and her muscles failed her again. 

"Ah yeah! ...hey, that's good! When the collar shocks her, her cunt gets even tighter. feels fuckin' great!" 

He raped her hard for a while. Maxine was furious, she wasn't angry with the inmates, or Skylar for putting her in there, she was angry with herself for not being able to get out of it. 

"Out of the way Ass-holes!" said a dark-skinned inmate. He got up on the bench and straddled Maxines' chest, he pushed her tits together and rubbed his hard, eight-inch cock up between them. He thrust his black member back and forth, tit-fucking her. 

"Watch yourself Willy, your cock's getting close to her mouth." said another inmate.

The other man pulled out from her ravaged vagina and spurted his hot, wet cum over her groin and belly. Soon another hard cock pushed its way into her and she was getting brutally raped again. The collar surged as Maxine tried to fight them.

"There she goes again." said Willy while he tit fucked her "..either she has a few screws loose, or she gets off on getting shocked."

"Who cares, that does feel good!" said the man fucking her pussy.

A little while later Willy groaned, and his cum spurted onto Maxines teary and bloody face, she quickly wiped it away. He climbed down off her and the hands returned, roughly squeezing and pinching at her tits. The cock pumped away in her sore, tight pussy until the man groaned and dumped his cum inside her. The member pulled out of her and cum spilt out. 

Maxine was flipped over so that she was on her stomach, bent over the bench. Another man got behind her and rubbed his hard cock on her soaking wet slit, then he pushed it into her. He pulled out again and pressed the fat cock-head at her little ass-hole. 




Ben and Streek: Clone Saga Ch. 11



"I'm gunna pop her anal cherry now!" he said as he forced it through the tight ring. Maxine cried out as the big cock violently rammed deep into her ass. "Ah yeah! Fuck that's tight!"

He slowly pulled back and then rammed it in deep. Maxines' collar surged, her body was racked with intense pain again. The big man was fucking her ass with deep, hard thrusts. "Do you enjoy getting it up the poop-chute baby?" teased one of the men. All around her the inmates were laughing and cheering excitedly. 

An ugly, chubby man licked her face. "Around here we call it a train." he said to her. "We all gotta wait in line for the ride, but lucky you, you just get to keep riding and riding and riding."

"Naagh! ...I'm gunna kill you all!!" cried out Maxine. The men all laughed at her. The man behind her continued to mercilessly pound her tight ass until he pulled out and spurted all over the ravaged hole.

"Come on, let's DP the slut!". One of the men got on the bench and laid there with his hard cock sticking up. Maxine was forced up there. Many hands grabbed her and positioned her so that her ass was over the cock. 

The man grabbed his cock and pushed it up into the squeezing hole, then he pulled her down onto him, so that it slid deep up her sore ass. Another man climbed up on top of her and guided his hard cock into her ravaged vagina. Maxine had fat cocks wedged into her pussy and ass at the same time. 

Both cocks started moving, fucking her. Her collar surged again and the wave of intense pain shot through her. "Yeah slut, keep doin' that, it's fuckin' great!" said the man fucking her pussy.

For two long hours, Maxine was continually and mercilessly gang raped. She never stopped trying to fight them. Her body ached all over, particularly her ravaged pussy and ass, which throbbed with intense pain. 

Her head was spinning. Yet another cock spurted its' cum up her ass and pulled out. She was on her back on the bench again, with her legs hanging limply over the side. She had cum all over her, particularly around her groin and spilling out from her holes. 

The crowds' excitement had died down a little, but there were still plenty of men around her, watching. The next man approached her and lifted her legs, he rubbed his hard cock on her soaking wet slit and pushed it in. 

Maxine was delirious from all the shocking and brutal fucking. She looked up and saw him; Male Streek. He was violating her now. Rage built up inside her. "YOU!!!" she yelled loudly. "...I HATE YOU!!!" Streek looked down at her confused. "HOW DO YOU DO IT?!! ...TELL ME YOU PRICK!!!" 

"Drakk! What's wrong with her?" said Streek as he raped her.

"WHY DON'T YOU JUST DIE!!!" 

She shot up and her fist slammed into his face with great force. His cock popped out of her as he was knocked back to the ground. The collar painfully surged again, this time it didn't phase her.

Other inmates gathered around the fallen man. "Oh Shit! she killed Tony." said one of them. Max got up to her feet, she had a look of wild fury in her eyes.

"Get her!" yelled Dobbo. Several men came at her. Max's fists were a blur as she struck out at them with devastating force. Men were getting knocked back all over the place. 

She quickly slipped forward and slammed two inmates' heads together, shattering their skulls. The slave collar was surging the whole time, charging her with raw power, her fists began to glow. 

Men came at her from all directions. Max slammed her glowing fists down into the ground, releasing the stored up energy. An explosive shock-wave rippled out around her and bodies were thrown away with great force. 

Alarms started sounding in the Prison yard. Max walked right up to Dobbo, who was on the ground dazed. She grabbed his throat and lifted him up effortlessly. She looked into his eyes, they were filled with fear, her eyes were filled with fury and hatred.  

She grabbed hold of his head with both hands, "No, please! ...don't!" cried out Dobbo. He let out a piercing scream as her thumbs stabbed through his eyes and went deep into his eye sockets. She ripped his skull apart and blood splattered all over her face and naked body. The collar surged, charging her with more power.

More inmates came at her. She punched one, sending him flying back against a wall. Another man punched her head, and she didn't flinch. She grabbed his arm and slammed it, the broken bone ripped through the skin and he let out a loud scream. She stomped his shin and another broken bone ripped out of his leg. She punched his chest, breaking several ribs and sending him flying back. 

The large black man called Willy grabbed her from behind, pinning her arms. She threw her head back, smashing his face, and he let go of her. She swept his legs out from under him and he hit the ground. Max slammed her fist into his spine, crushing his vertebrae. The collar surged, and her fists were glowing again.

There was a loud gunshot and a bullet slammed into her chest, near her right shoulder. Max didn't even cry out. The shot had come from the guard tower. She threw her hands forward and a ball of blue energy shot out and exploded as it hit the guard tower, killing the shooter instantly. 

Alarms were still sounding loudly around the Prison. Some inmates were at the fence, desperately trying to get out. "Let us the hell out of here!!" yelled one of them, "...She's a fuckin' monster!!" 

Max came up and pulled him from the fence and slammed her knee into his back, smashing his spine. Another inmate swung at her and she caught his fist and crushed it. He yelled out in pain. She kicked him hard in the groin, knocking him up into the air and then he slammed down onto the ground. She stomped his head into the concrete, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

Several Guards ran into the yard, carrying rifles. They raised their guns at her. Max threw her arms forward again and a ball of light shot forward and struck the guard in the front, making him slam back into a couple of guards behind him. Max was already among them, lashing out with fast, devastating blows. 

From outside the Prison, you could hear the wailing alarms, painful screams and smashing from all the chaos within. Soon, part of the large outer wall exploded, and steel and bricks flew outwards. Max emerged through the dust. 

The skinny, naked, large-breasted woman was covered in blood and her eyes were glowing. She looked monstrous. 

Skylar was waiting out there. She had an escort of ten armed Pirates, they all raised their rifles at Max as she approached. "Stand down men." said Skylar, "...If you want to keep living." 

Max walked right up to her and looked at her with her glowing eyes. Skylar smiled at her, "There's my top predator. ...I think you're ready to kill your Sire now."

"Yes Mistress."