2 comments/ 5789 views/ 4 favorites Mars Needs Blood By: BrainVamp This is a tale of science fiction I wrote a few months ago. It doesn't have a main character, it is composed of little scenes telling the story of the sexy invasion of earth by the Amazon Vampires from Mars. It takes place in the near future after a terrible war has changed the face of the world as we know it. It's one of my first published works. I hope you like it. Comments are appreciated of course... *** JUNE 26TH 2046, former UN building, Geneva, Switzerland, Earth Professor Emma Farnsworth, Operations General Director of the WASA (World Aeronautics and Space Administration), had been up all night preparing her big speech after the data sent by the MARS One Team had been confirmed. When the Spacecraft had left Earth orbit 26 months before, everybody was really excited about it but no one ever expected them to make this kind of discovery. The main room of the United European, Pan-American and Asian States, UEPAS for short, parliament was crawling with the most preeminent journalists, politicians and scientists. Her PA was finishing her introductory speech "Under the patronage of the newly formed government of the UEPAS, we started working on the first inhabited flight to Mars both as a way to solve the energy crisis and to inspire a new hope in the population of our war torn planet. After months of preparation, in March 2044, the craft MARS One left Earth orbit crewed with a woman only panel of the brightest and more resilient scientists of our age... Three days ago they attained orbit and the day after a four woman expedition team landed on the surface. I leave the stand to Professor Emma Farnsworth my distinguished colleague to comment on the strange revelation we got in their last transmission." That was her queue, she was more nervous than she'd ever been. "Ladies and Gentleman," she started. "Mars has been under our close scrutiny for the last century and a half and we've always thought of it as a small barren planet." She paused for effect. "Well ladies and gentleman, last night we have been proven wrong. Mars is in fact..." she paused for effect, again, "...inhabited." The turmoil in the assembly took at least twenty minutes to calm down before she could resume he speech and answer the many questions that followed. *** JUNE 25TH 2046, MARS ONE spacecraft, orbiting Mars When Captain Sarah Fry, commander of the WASA mission MARS One, entered the bridge of the spaceship, Sergeant Lihua Hien, her second in command and co-pilot, turned to greet her with a smile. "We just got word from the surface, Captain; apparently they have been able to establish communication with the Amazons." "Two questions: Amazons? And how the fuck did they manage that?" "That's what they've started calling them, the delegations was only composed of female specimens and they look pretty fierce." "Ah... terrible name if you ask me, anyway go on." "Yeah, well the Ama... the locals have apparently some sort of telepathic ability and they have learned English overnight from the girls down there." "Fuck me Sergeant, that's something else. But we'll come back to this later. I have this report to make for WASA command and I want you to walk me through it so I have the best image of the situation. What do we know so far about them?" "So far not much, most of it is speculation. So in appearance they're pretty close to us except for their pointy ears, extremely pale skin and over developed fangs. Oddly they are extremely beautiful according to Earth's standards." "I would leave that out of the report, this is too subjective, go on Sergeant." "Apparently the Ama... locals have a nocturnal life, that's probably due to the absence of atmosphere on the planet making direct sunlight much more dangerous than on Earth. During day they hide underground. That would explain why we never even had a glimpse of their existence." "Okay so what happened exactly yesterday?" "As you already know, the crew was contacted at sundown yesterday night by a delegation of the Ama...Locals..." "Amazons, okay we'll stick with the name for now. I still think it's a crappy name." Coming from a traditional Beijing family, Lihua was always shocked by the captain's rough language but over the last two years she had grown used to it. "So they made contact at sundown with Mars lander One. The girls inside first freaked out but they came around and, in breach of all protocols allowed one of the members of the delegation inside the airlock. The creature didn't seem affected by our atmosphere. Primary observations indicate that they don't need to breath. Apparently Major Pelletier had a minor in linguistics and she tried to communicate with the being but it didn't seem to go anywhere as it stayed silent for eight hours. The rest of the delegation is still outside the craft patiently waiting." "And they started communicating when exactly?" "Just an hour ago..." *** JUNE 24th Mars Lander One, Mars surface The last rays of the sun had disappeared over the alien horizon twenty minutes ago, Major Pelletier, Astrophysics Ph D., had just gone through her checklist when she heard a knocking sound against the hull of the module. At first she thought it was a rock that had been lifted by the wind in the low gravity environment and thrown against them but then it came again, a clear knock on the hull and powerful at that. She rushed at the console to check the monitors and she saw them. "It's impossible," she said out loud for herself as the rest of the crew was resting another part of the module. She had to be hallucinating, oxygen deprivation or something, she checked her personal health monitor but everything seemed normal. She looked out the module window and they were still there. A group of six magnificent women standing in the freezing void of mars surface looking at her and smiling. She reached for her comm.-link and screamed. Despite her military training and years of active duty on all the fronts of World War III, for a moment, she lost her mind. The implications were too immense for her to cope with. Major Stefani Mappus, Doctor Daniela Ortega and Doctor Julia Armena rushed in. When Major Pelletier recovered her senses she was laying in one of the bunks that occupied the rear room of the Mars Module. Her three colleagues were staring at her. "Calm down, Sophie, you have to calm down," Stefani was telling her with her delicious German accent. The peace in her lover's eyes actually had an appeasing effect on her crushed nerves. But the effect didn't last for long as behind her companions was a fourth figure. She started screaming and fainted again. Doctor Ortega's voice woke her for the second time. "Lihua, this is Mars lander one, come in. Over." "Lihua here, any break through with our guest? Over." "None so far. Sophie is still trying to communicate but nothing the creature is sitting in the airlock staring at us through the window. Over." "Be careful girls, we are in total alien territory here. Literally. Over." "They don't seem hostile so far and we've taken all precautionary measures. Over." "Yeah right, when we get back to Earth you will all be in so much trouble for having opened that airlock. Over." "Don't worry they really are peaceful. I'm sending the pictures the captain requested right now and I'll report back in an hour or before if we get any breakthrough. Over and out." Her eyes still closed, trying to make sense of what she had just heard, Sophie felt a presence by her side. A cold hand stroked her forehead. She startled but soon a calming sensation overwhelmed her. She kept her eyes closed. A soothing and strangely exciting voice invaded her mind. " Don't be afraid, little sister, we are the Amazónes," the word came with a strange Mediterranean pronunciation, "we have been waiting for you, we have been waiting for you a long time, but time is nothing to us, and we knew you'd come eventually." Another icy hand gently unzipped her uniform and started fondling her breasts. "When we left the Bloodland," an image of Earth pooped in her mind, "we were too few and you were aware of us, of our weaknesses. But now that you have forgotten us we can come back, take who we find worthy of our majesty and rule the rest as the masters we rightfully are... Rule for eternity in lust and blood." The hand on her breast lowered down her stomach over to her wet pussy. The tone of the voice changed, it became more authoritarian, more confident. "Now open yourself so I can enjoy your flesh and learn everything you know. Don't worry, you are the first, many will follow and you'll be there to enjoy them by our side, as our sister..." Sophie started to cry as she felt the cold and wet lips rub against her neck. The sensation was both terrifying and hugely enticing and when the fangs broke the skin she was overwhelmed by an orgasm of cosmic proportions. She then opened up to her new master in anticipation of the pleasures of her new life. *** DECEMBER 11th 2048, Professor Farnsworth's personal module, ISS, Earth orbit "Dear fellow UEPASans..." The face of the man speaking in the Newscreen was old and tired, yet the Chairman President of the UEPAS seemed happy. "Two years ago, a team of the most courageous women on this planet made contact with the first extraterrestrial civilization our young race has ever encountered. We've now all seen the picture of the intriguing but yet so familiar alien ambassadors, we have all been invited to virtually tour their beautiful underground cities, many of us have benefitted from the amazing technologies they've agreed to share with us and tomorrow, as you all know, we get to meet them. I wish to reassure all of you that might be scared by such an event that I might have felt the same in the beginning but I must assure that so far they have shown nothing but kindness to us. I wish to reassure you as well that if by any chance they are deceiving us, that if by any chance they are anything but candid toward us, we have the means to retaliate. We are the ones who got to them and not the other way around. But enough of this warmongering speech. To paraphrase a famous American from the last century: this is small step for them and a big leap for us." Emma was tired too and felt really old. The last two years and a half had been the most intense of her carrier. After the revelation of the first encounter with the "Amazons" as they were called now, she had been appointed to the newly created title of minister of "Space, Xenodiplomacy and Near Earth Orbit Habitats" a mouthful for a job not so different from her previous one except for the constant harassment from the press. She had grown distant from her daughter that was now studying arts in some university back in the Mega-Conurbation of Boston-New York-Washington-Miami. She casted aside her personal melancholy to come back to the task at hand. Although she shared the happiness of the president, with whom she shared little more, she was a bit worried. It wasn't because of the sergeant Lihua Hien tragic death a few days after FC (First Contact), which had clearly been dispatched as a sad but mundane suicide. It was an evasive feeling. She couldn't pinpoint any exact event that had triggered it. But the many breaches of basic protocol, a few odd conversations she had trough the hypernet with the crew and the aliens on-board and some strange readings in the data transmitted from the ship had troubled her. Thinking about it made her even more uneasy so she went back to preparing the arrival of the MARS One Spacecraft, scheduled to dock at the ISS in less than 12 hours. *** SEPTEMBER 26th 2046, Royal Palace Neo Smyrna, Mars underground Her Royal Highness, Aegea the last, leaned back on her throne as her slave pleasured her. This helped her to think and this little Athena was really good with her tongue. She had a way of focusing her mind on her task so that her goddess could focus on the rest. A couple of thousand years ago she would have made a great addition to the Amazon Nation but the inbreeding of the slave race had made them simple minded and slow and therefore not fit of the honor. As a sign of mockery, the Nations' proud women had started naming the slaves' children after the old gods. Even if the Amazons were immortal and nearly indestructible, many things could happen over the course of the millennia. Of the original 5000 that had left Bloodland on the day of the great exodus only a few hundred survived and the newest additions to the nation were just good enough to guard the blood farms and revel in the most sordid orgies of the slums of her realm. This decadence had made her sad. She had kept an eye on the land that had seen her birth. Athena's tongue had found her way to Aegea's ass. Two centuries ago she had felt hope again. After a thousand years of obscurantism small lights had started appearing on the surface of the globe. This was the sign of bigger cities, the sign of nascent civilization and improving science. And science would eventually bring the cattle back to the Nation. But it had taken longer than expected, probably the mortality of men had slowed them down, the obligation of passing the knowledge and the time lost learning it wasn't a burden the Nation's scientists had to carry. They had the theory but not the means. 5000 Amazons and 25 000 slaves weren't good enough to re-accomplish the exploit of the great exodus. To her more impatient sisters she had told: "Let them come to us, if they come to us we will look weak in their eyes and this will open the path for our bright destiny." Two fingers in her mistress' cunt and one in her ass, Athena was sucking desperately on the button of love. Aegea moaned. She had felt fear and desperation again, when 25 years ago; the bloodland had been lit with the lights of hundreds of tiny suns. Atom bombs were exploding in many lands, uncountable humans were dying - so much blood lost for futile reasons - and she had thought that it was the end for her Nation. But Man had proven resourceful and here they were at her doorstep accomplishing her prophecy. The first step of her plan had unraveled perfectly and she was amazed by the wit and intelligence of the untainted cattle. Two of them had been brought to her on the first days after the landing and they had proven excellent entertainers before joining the ranks of her returning army. The great boat in the sky had proven a bit more difficult to take but this was war and she knew how to wage it, as she was the Queen of the Amazons, The Queen of the Warrior Women from Mars. Her thoughts had built up with her orgasm. Controlling her erratic pelvis movements, she sniffed the air. The scent of pleasure was in the air but not only her own. Apparently little Athena had enjoyed herself as well. As she had told her followers, restraint was no longer necessary. Athena's artery was ripped and Aegea abandoned herself to the kill. She was so impatient to climb on the boat of the stars and sail back to the bloodland. *** JUNE 26TH 2046, MARS ONE spacecraft, orbiting Mars The massive shadow of MARS One obscured the tiny window at the front of Mars Lander One. "Ready for docking, engaging clamps... done. Pressurizing airlock... done. MARS one, Mars Lander One is back home. Over." While docking the module, Sophie was unable to think about anything else but the hunt to come. The complex operation that would have taken her full concentration just 48 hours before was now as simple as riding a bicycle. This would have amazed Sophie if she hadn't had anything but bloodlust in her mind. When she had awaken, Daniela and Julia had been taken to the queen and Stefani had already been drained. Ah Stefani, sweet Stefani, now pleasuring herself under the amused gaze of the 3 amazons that had accompanied them on this trip, she had become her lover on the way from Earth and they would stay together for eternity now. "Mars Lander One, the airlock is pressurized, I confirm, I'm really looking forward to have a closer look at the samples you brought back. Over" "Oh my dear Doctor Anastasia Gryslov, you and the remaining 16 other delicious members of our crew will, and sooner than you expect" Sophie thought. "We're coming through. Daniela and Julia are staying back in the module to finish testing some samples, but don't worry doctor, I have exactly what you want with me. Over and out," she said out loud. Passing for humans, being able to hide both the fangs and the pointy ears, had been one of the most feared abilities of the Amazons back on Earth. After three millennia here on Mars most of the Amazon Nation had forgotten how to do it. Most but not all and Sophie's maker, Areto had been one of the rare few that remembered how. The ability had become naturally to Sophie as Amazon share this kind of knowledge with their progeny. As for the other amazons who were going to join them in the trip they would have 2 full years to learn again what they had forgotten. "Welcome back Major, you can't imagine the fuck storm you just created back on Earth, Farnsworth has been all over my ass since this morning. Now she's your fucking problem." Sophie smiled as she saluted her captain. "We'll be all over your ass soon too," she thought. But not yet, that wasn't the plan and she had to comply with the plan, her sisters had demanded it. The plan was to first cut all communications with Earth, open the airlock for her sisters to come out and then, only then, could the fun begin. As the captain took them to the communication room assailing them with questions, Sophie could feel Stefani's urge. But she too was compelled to adhere to the plan; she too would have to wait before the fun could begin. The communications officer, Lieutenant Chloe Simonin, a French girl too, was sitting in her chair when Sophie entered the room, alone. The new Amazon walked to the rotating chair turned it around so Chloe's eyes would fall into hers and concentrated. "Il me faut une eruption Solaire qui brouille nos communications pour les 12 prochaines heures, fais moi ça bien!" - "I need solar flares that will cut us from home base for the next 12 hours, do it right!" Sophie felt Chloe's will bend to hers, she felt her own ideas infiltrating her friend's thoughts, replacing them. "Oui, Major," was the lieutenant's only answer. She got to work. As her slave's fingers started flying over her the different keyboards in front of her, Sophie attention was attracted by Stefani and the captain. Although the two girls where beyond an air-tight closed door she could hear the harsh breathing of the captain and the moaning of her lover as if they were here, with them, in the comm. room. She became jealous but she knew Chloe was hers and that there would be many more after, hundreds, even thousands. Her hands started wandering on Chloe shoulders, massaging her neck, her breasts. "C'est fait major," - "It's done, Major," the communication officer was panting under the Amazon's attentions. Sophie's fangs extended and sank into the Lieutenant's neck. The ambrosia flooded her mouth as she took her first victim, as she brought her first sister into the Nation. "The captain will be back soon, we have to open the door for our sisters," Stefani said behind her. Sophie licked the remaining blood drops from her fangs and smiled to her sister. "Indeed, we have to." *** JANUARY 25th 2049, Area 51, Somewhere outside The Houston Forth Worth Conurb, Panamerican States, Earth "I assure you professor, they're all clinically dead. And it's not only the aliens, it's the crew. Dead, no life signs. This is far too dangerous; we cannot let them go out in two days." Farnsworth frowned, the day after tomorrow they had to release the 12 Amazons and the 21 crew members for a large world tour. Everything had gone perfectly but yet something was still bothering her. The young doctor in front of her was starting to work on her nerves. He had just arrived the day before, hadn't had the chance to meet any of the Amazons and he was already criticizing the work of all the other doctors on the base. He didn't knew how it was, he didn't knew how it felt to bathe in the splendor of those otherworldly beings. Mars Needs Blood "Alright young man, we will talk again after your scheduled interview with the one called Aegea. You might find it really interesting." The young doctor left Farnsworth's office mumbling. Emma turned on her newscreen to get the last information reports and looked out the window at the desert. "... and in other news yet another private plane has been shot down over The Caliphate's borders this morning. This is the third one since the Great and Bountiful Caliphate closed his borders and cut down all communications with the rest of the world the day before the Arrival. In political news, anticipated elections will be conducted next month all over the territory of the Union..." After the tragic death of Chairman President, two days after the Arrival, the party had turned to her as a potential successor. Even though she had been reluctant at the time, the last month spent on the base had her change her mind. She was ready to make the call to accept the job. The many afternoons spent talking with Aegea had helped her building a vision. The science brought in by the Amazons had made interstellar travel not decades but months away. The one called Aglaonike had, in just a few weeks, proposed not one but six coherent alternatives to the Einstein paradigm. In theory, human kind had now twelve ways of faster than light travel and the first tests were being conducted in this base in this right moment. Medical research had also leaped forward in time. Immortality didn't seem such an absurd dream with the public release of the vaccine against cancer the week before. And it wasn't all, computers using cloned human brain cells as processors, fungi that were able to consume plastic and reject oxygen, safer and cleaner ways of exploiting the atom and the Amazons had been here for only a little more than a month. This was the beginning of the golden age of mankind and she would be proud to lead the way. She turned on her communicator. Her personal assistant's pale face replaced the news anchor on the newscreen on her desk. She looked really tired and pale. "Get me Arturo Carmazzi, organize a dinner with my daughter for tomorrow night and take a few days off. You've worked too much recently and you look really worn out, some of that Mexican sun might suit you well." "Yes madam, Will do. I have a final interview to conduct with subject 8 this afternoon and I'll be off base as soon as the sun sets madam, thanks for the opportunity to take a few days off." " Subject 8? Oh, you mean Areto. They have names you know. It would be much better if everybody started using them, they're sentient you know." "Yes sis... I mean madam," The screen turned grey. A few instants later she was talking to Arturo Carmazzi, the Sub secretary general of the Progress Earth Party, accepting the offer to run for office in the next elections. After the call she started monitoring the interviews conducted in the base. Nothing special, as usual. On Emma's newscreen, Areto's fangs were deeply buried into her personal assistant's pussy. She switched to another interview room. The Amazons and the crew were enjoying themselves as usual, lustfully bringing new sisters into the Nation and getting ready to take over the planet. Farnsworth completely oblivious to the situation called her daughter and arranged for the dinner she had planned. She now understood how important family was, above all female family members. *** DECEMBER 14th 2048, Reception Hall, ISS, Earth orbit The airlock opened and the recycled air of MARS ONE rushed into the International Space Station. Gemma Martinez was shocked by the foul stench coming from the spacecraft. Her camera had been filming for the last ten minutes, capturing the faces of the different country representative. The UESPA chairman president looked exactly as his poster pictures: sweet and carrying but also a bit dumb. The Transiberrian Confederation had sent a beautiful young woman; her royal Mongolian traits were reinforced by subtle make up. According to the press release she was the heir to the throne, considering her father's age it shouldn't be long before she ruled over one of the biggest countries in the world. The Azania ambassador was your average African high ranking civil servant, so old fashioned, so XXth century. The rest of the delegations were composed of a miscellaneous crowd coming in all shapes and sizes. The main absent was the Great and Bountiful Caliphate, but considering their attitude towards the Martians since FC, it wasn't really surprising. A society ruled by women, how could they not have been disturbed? Gemma pointed her camera toward the hatch from where the crew was starting to come out. First the captain then the officers and finally the crew, they all turned around and saluted as the corpse of sergeant Lihua Hien was carried away by four crewmembers. Gemma couldn't stop herself from noticing the pallor of the all those beautiful women. As the remains passed by her, the journalist was amazed by the grace and strength of the crewmembers carrying the coffin. One would have thought that after five years in space they would have looked weaker and older but the fact was quite the opposite. Gemma turned to face the hatch feeling the gaze of one of crewmembers on her back. For a moment she felt a foreign presence in her mind, a powerful yet friendly voice telling to stay calm and not to worry. She dispatched the strange feeling to concentrate on the first alien that was exiting the spacecraft. The assembly quieted down as eleven more figures emerged. Captain Fry turned towards the delegations as the last Amazon sat foot in the ISS. "Ladies and Gentlemen, please let me introduce you to Aegea, Ruler of the Amazon Nation, Sovereign monarch of Mars and its two Satellites Fright and Terror." One of the Aliens stepped forward and shook the Chairman President's hand. She was taller than the others, more beautiful as well. "This is it," Gemma thought, "the Arrival, First Contact." She zoomed in on the face of the queen. Even if she looked human, the Amazon was clearly not from this planet. The tiny ears pointing out her dark hair, the terrifying fangs, the sharpness of her traits, Gemma was strangely attracted to her. And apparently she wasn't the only one, The Transiberrian representative was unable to repress a small grunt as her hand touched Aegea's. Thanks to her cybernetically enhanced hearing Gemma was able to get every word said across the room. "It is my pleasure to meet you ... an honor really ... I'm looking forward to have a personal interview with your highness..." The Amazon's voice was strong and warm. She addressed each head of delegation in their mother tongue. As far as Gemma could understand, the queen dominion of the different languages was nearly perfect; with a hint of unidentifiable accent. She couldn't have learned it just two year, could she? Maybe the rumors about the Amazons' telepathy were true after all. After saluting the last head of delegation, Aegea turned to the crowd and started speaking. "People of Earth, this day is an historical day. Although you may not realize it, our destinies were bound to cross, this moment had to happen and it will change our both races for the eons to come. In the name of the Amazon Nation I say: May we prosper together as sisters," she paused, "and brothers". An hour and a half later the journalists were kindly asked to go back to their shuttles so they could be transferred back to Earth. Upon leaving, Gemma was approached by the crewmember that had glanced at her earlier. If her memory served her well it was Doctor Anastasia Gryslov, a brilliant Biologist from St Petersburg University. As the astronaut's hand gently grabbed her arm, Gemma was filled with warmth. "Please stay," The doctor said. Unable to talk, Gemma was fascinated by the beautiful Slavic features of the biologist. "I'm sorry doctor but the reception is strictly for the representatives, no journalist are allowed." Doctor Gryslov turned to the marine that had interrupted her. She looked displeased. "Oh, I'm sure we can make a little exception for Miss Martinez, can't we?" "Well yes, I guess we can," he answered before moving on with the rest of the journalists. "Come with me darling, I'm sure you'd like some time with our kind visitors." Gemma was overwhelmed with joy as the astronaut introduced her to the rest of the crew and brought her to Aegea. The interview was short and Gemma couldn't really focus on what the Amazon was saying, too distracted by the powerful and seductive aura emanating from her interlocutor. Nonetheless she knew that the material she had been able to collect was going to be worth millions of EuroDollars. Each time an official tried to approach them, Gryslov or another crewmember dispatched him or her just like the biologist had dispatched the marine. Even though she hadn't drank anything, Gemma felt plastered. After a while Gryslov offered her to take her on a tour of the spacecraft. Once again the journalist followed. The techs were already working on the front parts of the spaceship but Anastasia took her deeper into to belly of the beast. They finally stopped in front of a door with a sign saying: "Hypofarm, high oxygen environment, avoid fire and wear mask in case of prolonged exposure." "Now I think you should turn off your recording devices, you won't need them in there." Without protesting Gemma complied. Anastasia opened the door, took the journalist's hand and pulled her inside a gigantic room. Trees and plants of all sorts were reaching for the ceiling under the artificial light. It was absolutely magnificent; Anastasia dragged her under the trees. "This is the heart of our Ship and this is where I was reborn." They walked for a while before reaching the opposite wall. Something bothered Gemma, it was as if tens of eyes were observing them but as she looked around she couldn't see anyone else. They sat down on a bench to chat. The uneasiness faded away as Gemma told this perfect stranger intimate detail of her past. While they were talking the fake daylight started to deem. "How convenient, the end of a day cycle. Now my dear Gemma, let me show you something." Anastasia's traits started to change. Her ears elongated, her skin became even chalkier and her canines grew into fangs. Now completely under the scientist's spell Gemma closed in and kissed those magnificent lips. In the false night of this strange forest, the two women became sisters. Gemma Martinez boarded the shuttle back to Earth changed. She would go back to her former life, report about what she had seen, become rich and famous. But as one of the sisters, she would prepare the rise to power of her Queen Aegea and the reestablishment of the Amazon Nation. The shuttle landed in Madrid. The hot evening breeze electrified her cold skin. She was really eager to have a long and sweaty conversation with her head editor; she might even go meet her tonight, directly from the airport. *** JUNE 29TH 2046, MARS ONE spacecraft, orbiting Mars Lieutenant Kim-Ly Nguyen was terrified. For the last two days she had been running away and hiding from the creatures that had gotten on board. What she was about to do was foolish but it was the only way to end this. She had been working in the hypofarm with Doctor Anastasia Gryslov when the Amazons had attacked. Luckily for her, she hadn't been scheduled to work at that time and therefore the Amazons had been completely unaware of her presence until she had left the place. She had been able to join forces with a couple of doctors and the captain's second, Sergeant Hien. Hien had been the first to fall. At an intersection the humans had been spotted by a group of the monsters and Hien had drawn them away from the rest. Cornered in an airlock she had preferred the awful death by decompression rather than sundering to the assailants. Doctor Stone, Doctor Chardenne and herself had witnessed her agony remotely. The image of the poor Chinese girl screaming silently in the void of space would pop up in her mind each time she closed her eyes. At that moment the intentions and abilities of the attackers hadn't been clear to them and that's how Doctor Stone had fallen to the comm. officer. After being chased by unidentified pursuers the little group had managed to hole up in the comm. room with the intention of sending a SOS back to Earth. There they had realized that the comm. transmissions had been jammed. Lieutenant Simonin, had then showed up at the door begging them to let her enter. They had. The monster the French comm. expert had become played with them for a while, tricking them into a false sense of safety. She had pretended that the jamming wasn't intentional but due to unpredicted solar flares but that the comms. would be back online any minute. Waiting for this to happen they had settled down and Doctor Amanda Stone had started to cry. The Panamanian physicist had been a pain in the ass the whole trip from Earth, obnoxious and whimsical, your typical manipulative little princess and that had infuriated Kim-Ly on many occasions. The idea behind the women only crew was that their temper would be less prone to aggression and paranoia over the five years trip, but until tonight Lieutenant Nguyen had had a really difficult time controlling her anger towards Doctor Stone. Tonight nonetheless, after the traumatic experiences they had gone through, Kim-Ly had felt empathy for the doctor. Pretending to comfort her, Simonin had taken her in her arms caressing her hair. As the caresses became more sexual, Amanda had tried to get loose of the comm. officer and that's when the French girl had changed into one of the monsters that had been chasing them. Doctor Chardenne and her had fled the comm. room as Stone was being drained of her blood by her captor. After running around for a while, they had hidden in one of the many labs. This Lab had a huge bay with a magnificent view of Mars. Doctor Chardenne had convinced her to stay there as she had remembered that the creatures had a nocturnal cycle and that the sun was about to rise over Mars Horizon. But as the first rays of light had started to shine, somebody had maneuvered the ship to stay in Mars's shadow. Chardenne had cried in despair as well. The exhaustion had had the best of them and they had fallen asleep in each other's arms. They had been woken up by strange noises coming from the corridor. Horrified at first, they had realized the noises weren't coming toward them and they had decided to take a look down the corridor to see what it was. Kim-Ly had known for a while now, just like the rest of the crew actually, about the relationship between Major Stefani Mappus and Major Sophie Pelletier and it hadn't bothered her at all. The parody of love that was taking place in the corridor was revolting, the two officers of the UEPAS Air Force biting each other, licking each other's wounds and violently raping their intimacy was too much for Kim-Ly to deal with. She crawled back in the lab and puked. The noise stopped suddenly. Kim-ly got to her feet and ran in the corridor in the opposite direction. "Don't run Lieutenant Nguyen, stay for a while, we don't mean you any harm." She outran them or maybe they had just stayed back to take care of Doctor Chardenne, the fact was that she wasn't with her anymore when she stopped running. Since then it was a blur, she had managed to avoid two other groups of Amazons and turned crewmembers but she knew she couldn't go on forever. She was a little under 250 million kilometers away from home with no hope of hiding for two years trip back if the amazons ever decided to go to Earth. This led her to the only available exit she had. When she walked in the bridge, the captain greeted her with a smile full of fangs. "Fuck! Lieutenant Nguyen, you had us worried. You are the only bitch we haven't been able to capture, except for poor Sergeant Hien of course," Her smile grew as she said that "If that slut had known how it feels to be one of the sisters, she wouldn't have ran away, I can guarantee you that. Now come closer so I can fuck your brains out and suck your soul from your asshole." Kim-ly screamed as the captain's hands fell on her. *** AUGUST 2nd 2051, Damascus, Great and Bountiful Caliphate, Earth Asma had left her last literature class at the President Naser University early that evening; she didn't want to be late to her sister's welcome home party. Nadia had been away studying in London when the authorities had closed the borders more than two years ago, and she had been stranded there since then. In the past few months with the tensions growing at the borders and in fear of a new world war that could have only ended badly for the Caliphate, the ruling cast had decided to loosen the blockade and had allowed some emissaries in. Last Friday after prayer the Imam had announced that the religious authorities had declared the stranded citizens no longer apostates and that they would soon be returning to their families. Asma had felt so relieved, with the isolation policy implemented by the Caliph, she had feared that she might never see her beloved older sibling again. Her father who had fought in the war and was a great supporter of the government didn't seem too happy but her mother had him change his mind over the last few days and he had agreed to host this party at their home with all her and her sister's childhood friends. When she arrived after being stuck in traffic for far too long, the party had already started. She entered the house and gladly took off her chador. It was really a burden to wear those things in the summer. After refreshing herself she walked in the living room where everybody was sitting around a beautiful pale woman she didn't recognize at first. But even though she looked more confident she was unmistakably her older sister. Nadia was telling a story about some amazing concert she had attended in a big stadium in London and everybody was drinking her words. She paused and lifted her eyes meeting those of her younger sister. "Asma! My dear little sister it's been so long." She jumped to her feet and ran. Two years had passed but Nadia seemed as young as Asma remembered, she even looked younger than herself. The tears of the siblings mixed on each other's cheeks as they laughed of happiness. Soon the younger one joined the group of girls listening to Nadia's European exploits. When the parents had gone to bed, the girls had lit a few candles, turned off the electricity and Fatima, their neighbor and childhood friend had opened a bottle of whisky. The stories had changed. Apparently, Nadia had enjoyed the pleasures of the European nightlife in ways that their father would have never tolerated, many questions were asked and some silences said more than a thousand words. As the night grew older and the curfew time closer the girls who lived far away started to leave and by one there were just the three childhood friends: Nadia, Asma and Fatima. The topic changed again, the long gone sister started to speak about the visitors, the Amazons as they were called. After the blockade, the authorities had told the Caliphate citizens that the Aliens story had actually been a publicity stunt made by the UEPAS to justify the expensive trip to Mars. But nobody had believed the state sanctioned lie and there were as many theories about it as there were Muslims in the Caliphate. It had become over the last two years the favorite topic from Dakar to Islamabad. But Nadia had the facts and the facts were much more amazing that any story either Asma or Fatima had heard. The unification of all the nations of Earth under the rule of Chairman President Farnsworth, the beginning of the colonization of other solar systems, the group of women who had started to follow the Amazons ways, the scientific progress, everything sounded like a fairy tale for the two Caliphate girls. Mars Needs Blood "Did you meet one of these Amazons?" Fatima finally asked. "Oh, I did my dear Fatima, and it changed my life. I am part of the Nation now and I have been sent here to recruit!" "What do you mean by that?" Asma asked. "Well I haven't told you all the truth..." And she started to change, her fangs and ears grew, her eyes turned feral, her skin grew paler. Fatima panicked but Asma took her hand and softly told her. "Don't worry, this is still my sister or haven't you been here all night listening to her and laughing with us? Can't you see how beautiful she is?" Nadia and Fatima looked at Asma and the three girls laughed again. "Sweet sister you are so right, since I got this assignment I've been fantasizing about this moment. I wanted to grant you the gift first as I knew you'd love it but I never thought you would accept it so freely." "I don't understand everything you told us since the others left but, as long as you embrace it, so should I. I've always trusted you." Fatima ran her hand in Nadia hair brushing past the pointy ears. Nadia moaned. "Watch it they are really sensitive." Asma ran her fingers over her sister mouth cutting herself on the edge of one of her fangs. Licking the blood on her lips Nadia arched her back. "Girls you are so wonderful, humans are usually so reluctant..." she said purring. But she couldn't concentrate anymore; she took Asma's hand, licked the blood from the finger and kissed her way up the arm, up to the base of the neck where she paused. The baby sister had taken Fatima's mouth into hers, playing gently with their friend's tongue. When her fangs finally broke her younger's sibling skin, Nadia had a hand on their neighbor's thigh and a finger buried into her hot and wet pussy. And the three girls became one in a communion of love. The hot summer wind coming from the desert passed through the room as the Nation established its first foothold in the last unconquered nation on Earth. But to Nadia, Asma and Fatima this wasn't important. They were young and beautiful and they would stay that way forever. *** MARCH 5th 2049, New Estadio Azteca, Mexico city, Panamerican States, Earth Election night, this evening was going to be a long one for Professor Farnsworth. She had held her campaign meetings in the same cities where the Amazons had been introduced to the general public the day before. At the PEP they had loved the idea of associating the Amazons with their new candidate for the Chairman President office. Even if she was pretty sure the idea was hers, Emma wasn't able to pinpoint the thought process that had led her to it. It seemed to have popped in her mind after her last interview with Aegea back at Area 51. Nonetheless it had been a great proposition as it had allowed her to stay close to the magnificent Amazons. That seemed so long ago and yet it had merely been a month since she had left the place. The call she had made to Arturo Carmazzi had unleashed a set of events that had taken away any control she had over her life. She hadn't been able to close a date to have dinner with her daughter yet, but once she got the election result, she knew she'd would. The Italian Sub secretary general of the Progress Earth Party knocked on her door. "We should get the results in just a few minutes professor, it would be great for you to come out so that everyone can see you. Last polls are highly in your favor, the New Republicans are strong in the former United States, the Parti de Gauche is taking all the votes of the Pacific islands but Europe and continental Asia are behind you all the way, unless we get a surprise from South America it should be a home run." "Just a minute." She had started to like this small and ugly man. What he lacked in beauty he compensated in brains and servility. Just the kind of man she liked. She grinned at the mirror. Erased some lipstick from her teeth and adjusted her magnificent evening dress. Before opening the door she stopped. Something was still wrong in this picture: she wasn't a politician; she was a brilliant Astrophysicist with ambition that was all. The events had unfolded far too rapidly in the last months. She looked at her figure again in the mirror. She liked it, she looked younger, she looked important, and she looked sexy. She was happy. After all maybe she was a politician. She opened the door and left this small haven of intimacy. She got out in the biggest stadium ever built by mankind. One million and a half people could sit here and apparently all the tickets had been sold out two days before. The VIP section was crowded too. Everybody was here, the 12 Amazons, the whole MARS ONE crew, that Spanish reporter that had been following them since day one, the full head of the PEP and dozens of other people. Aegea approached her. "Dear Professor we will need some time to ourselves tonight," she whispered to her ear. "I have a few suggestions to make for the days to come, I'm sure you'll love them." The Queen of Amazons had always troubled Emma, being in her presence came with both physical thrill close to sexual arousal and an understated feeling of imminent peril. She silently agreed and turned to the screen where the results were being reveled. As it was the tradition the smallest scores came first. The Autonomous Regionalist Movement 0.1%... Neo fascists 0.2%... The USA rebirth group 0.4%... Followed the usual group of minority parties that never got above 1% ... Parti de gauche ... Here came the major players ...6.3%... Worst score ever, apparently they had lost a lot of islands this time, whether it was to the NR or to the PEP was still to be seen... New Republicans ... This meant she had won, even if all analysts had announced her as victor she never actually believed in it. She was far too inexperienced to compete against all those professional politicians... 16.1%... What? That meant she had won with a score over 70%; this was absolutely impossible; no one had ever won with such a monstrous advance. The results for the PEP appeared on the screen 73.5%. Everybody started to cheer her up, the applause of a million and half people is already something but on top of that she knew that the whole population of the planet was watching her. Her mind disconnected. She fell in some kind of trance. She lost all conscience. The rest of the evening would be a total blur for the remaining of her life until the moment she came back to her senses in the presidential suite of the St Regis Hotel. "Dear professor, that introductory speech was absolutely brilliant, really inspirational" Aegea was laying naked on the huge bed in the central room of the suite. Embarrassed, Emma looked away. "Dear professor, don't be so prude, I know you better than you think. I know that you like what you see." Against her will she looked back at the queen. The moon rays coming through the windows drew the figure of an antique goddess of lust. She had to confess that the perfect body of the queen wasn't such a disgusting sight. A violent attraction to the Amazon submerged her. She felt a warm liquid running down her legs as her stomach convulsed under the pleasure. "We've been talking a lot you and me, but I bet you that you can't remember a single conversation we had. It's perfectly normal, we wouldn't have been able to cover all the subjects tonight and I had to have you completely dedicated to winning this election, as you call it. A curious government system, but please excuse me, I'm digressing. All those instructions I gave you will come back to you soon don't worry." The pleasure she felt was absolute. Her sticky secretions now soaked her knees, ruining her expensive shoes. She couldn't hold it anymore. Deep down from her throat reached a primal growl. Aegea paused and smiled. "Now we have the rest of the night to enjoy ourselves. Normally I wouldn't even have considered you a suitable candidate. As you can understand, you're quite old to join the Nation but I can say that as my little puppet, you've deserved it many times over. Thanks to you, in just a couple of months we're now behind the most potent empire of the Bloodland and soon the others will pledge allegiance to you and through you to me. Now I release you from my influence. I prefer my playthings to have perfect conscience of what's happening to them, eventually you'll thank me." Doctor Farnsworth was overwhelmed by a wave of memories, horrible memories, all the atrocities committed by the Amazon on Area 51 and all the atrocities she had witnessed since then. The rapes and the killings, the bloodbaths and the orgies, the lies, the corruptions, the perversions, the transformations... Aegea was now standing behind her, holding her head, twisting it to the side. A word popped to her mind, a word from her past, a word that had faded away with the war, as people lost the need to fantasize about monsters having them already throwing bombs at them, summarily executing their relatives, butchering their neighbors and raping their daughters and wives. The word was: Vampires, the Amazons from Mars were, in fact, the vampires of legend. "Come in sister. It's time for you to earn your place by my side." The door in front of them opened. The angle of her neck didn't allow Emma to see what was happening. The Queen was now by her side whispering in her ear. "Dear professor, sweet puppet, adorable ragdoll, you've done well and now I'm going to reward you with something you have been yearning for a long time." She could feel the cold breath of the monster on her neck. Another pair of hands laid on her head and shoulder. "Tonight, you'll gain thousands of sisters but you will also find a long lost daughter." Aegea released her but the grip of her daughter was too strong for her to get free. Before the strike a vicious yet familiar voice told her: "Oh mother, you smell so good, the stench of your dirty excitement is a perfume I will remember and cherish forever. Old hag; you can't imagine for how long I have been looking forward to this moment." Over the disgusting slurping sound, Professor Emma Farnsworth's last human thoughts went to all the mistakes she had made. As her conscious faded away she hopped for the existence of hell for her soul to pay for the dooming of human race. *** FEBRUARY 4th 2049, Hanoi, South Asian States, Earth Kim-Ly had been released from the quarantine in the Area 51 just a few days ago and she had been looking forward to reuniting with her friends for a long time. The trip from Texas had been a nightmare; traveling by night on commercial flights with enough margin to avoid any risk of landing in daylight was really complicated. The welcoming ceremony had been long and tedious. The local UEPAS representative's had praised her bravery and intelligence time and time again. In the end she was ready to tear his head from his neck just to make him shut up. Her eyes wondered on the crowd, many journalists and officials, mostly woman as the war had taken a really hard toll on the male population of the region. She had to endure at least two more speeches and a lot of handshaking before she would be allowed to be on her own. She hadn't fed since the plane had left Bangkok and that beautiful hostess in Ao Dai was exactly what she was longing for, her fangs were aching for her flesh, for her sumptuous body. The need wasn't that hard to overcome, in the end she had first fed a few weeks ago more than two years after her transformation but the presence of all this blood around her was making her predatory instincts hard to keep at bay. She managed to capture the girl's look and tried to establish a telepathic link. Her name was Hien, she had been born in the slums outside Hue, the historical imperial city. She had fought her way out and now she lived in a small apartment behind the Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum. Since she had arrived in the capital city of the region she had had a few lovers both male and female, with a clear preference towards woman. As she browsed the erotic memories of the hostess, Kim-Ly enjoyed herself. The representative left the stand and passed it on to the province governor. Kim-Ly ventured deeper into the mind of the girl. She left the memories alone and wandered into the feelings. Hien seemed as bored as Kim-Ly. She was frustrated too, now that she had been standing in that corner for nearly an hour the pay she was offered by the agency didn't seemed as good as it first did. Kim-Ly stopped wandering around and started mixing her thoughts with the girl's. Flooding Hien with explicit images, she managed to soak the girl's panties before the end of the governor's speech. Kim-Ly's enhanced smell captured the delicious fragrance coming from the girl. She implanted a last compulsion into the girls mind before leaving her to her own fantasies. As soon as the speeches finished she would rush to the closest girl's room and Kim Ly would meet her there soon after. Kim-Ly rose as the crowd applauded and cheered her. She left the stage and smiled. Hien was leaving the room. She asked to be excused and followed the hostess. A few instants later her mouth was locked into the girl's inner thigh. Muffling Hien's moaning with her hand, Kim-Ly gorged herself on both the girl's blood and pleasure. Once she was satiated she kissed the girl's lips ordering her to go home, tend her wound and call her in a couple of days. She arranged her dress and make-up and went back into the crowd. She had a lot on her plate. The Nation had a vote to win, and she had only a few weeks to set the things right. She approached the famous news anchor that had assaulted her with questions when she had left the plane. She offered her a one on one interview the next evening and moved on with the plan. *** AUGUST 14th 2053, Paris, European Association, Former UEPAS, Earth Maelle walked down the Rue de Turenne towards the Marais district where her sister Nolwen had her small studio flat. She had just arrived by train from Brest to start studying Beaux Arts in the former French capital. It was two in the morning and the city was buzzing with life around her. The switch to nightlife initiated by Chairman President Farnsworth four years ago had sunk in pretty well in the general population. Now most of the shops, administrations and businesses were open between 9 pm and 6 am. Maelle had always preferred the stars and the moon and thrived in the new nocturnal cycle. A young North African girl wrapped in her Chador came hurtling from a shop almost knocking Maelle down. She was shouting something at the owner, but the young Breton couldn't understand what it was as she didn't speak Arabic. She insulted her in French and the girl turned towards her. The Arab girl's eyes shined with a demonic glow. A red veil of shadows and pleasure covered Maelle's mind. When she came to her senses she was sitting in a porch in some dark alley. She felt weak, sore and at the same time extremely aroused. Panting, she rose and tried to walk but she fell backwards against the door. Holding herself with the doorknob she rose again and tumbled down the alley. By the light of a street lamp she realized that her blouse was covered with a red stain. She massaged her neck and discovered two tiny wounds. She assumed that she had cut herself falling against the door. She checked the time; it was nearly three thirty. She picked up her bag. She was late and her sister would be worried. She took out her phone; she had three missed calls from Nolwen. She called back and told her she was on her way and hung up cutting short the pressing questions about her delay. She geo-localized herself; she was near Boulevard Richard Lenoir. She couldn't remember how she got there. Although all this bothered her, her mind refused to focus on the mystery. She hurried back towards her original destination. When she reached the tall bourgeois building on Rue Elzevir where her sister lived she was even more aroused. The persistent wetness between her legs had made it hard for her to walk. With each step the fabric of her panties rubbed against her crotch making it impossible for her to calm down. On her way here she had to stop on three occasions to take a breath. Although she was a mess, people around her didn't seem to mind. She buzzed herself in and slowly climbed up the old stairs to the seventh floor where her sister lived. On the fourth floor she paused for a moment. The arousal didn't seem to calm down. She passed a hand on her pussy and was instantly assaulted by a powerful orgasm. She was puzzled by the unusual situation but she still wasn't able to force her mind to focus. She had to sit down for a minute before resuming the ascension. She knocked on the door. Nolwen looked so relieved to see her sister. Maelle fell down on the small sofa bed. Nolwen helped Maelle to take off her stained top and silently attended to her sister's wound with an expertise that Maelle didn't know. "Do you want some tea? Coffee maybe?" Nolwen asked. "Coffee would be great," Maelle answered in a gasp. Nolwen went to the small kitchenette where she prepared the mixture. "So they got to you." Nolwen said. It wasn't a question. "Who they?" Maelle asked. "Them," The older sister answered as if it was a valid answer. An awkward silence fell in the room. It was eventually interrupted when the coffee machine whistled as the beverage was ready. Nolwen came back to the table with a smoking cup and a small black flask. She poured some liquid from the flask in the coffee and handed it to her sister. "This will help you remember, please don't panic. I have things to do, I'll be back after dawn; until then you have to rest and then we'll talk." Nolwen said. She drank some of the liquid from the flask, took a bag and her coat and left the studio flat. Maelle didn't understand what had just happened. She sipped on her drink. The coffee tasted great. She drank some more and felt invigorated. She walked to the window and opened it letting the hot summer air penetrate the small apartment. The sounds of the city of lights brought her some sort of appeasing comfort. Soon a strange feeling came over her mind. Slowly parts of her memories that she didn't know became available to her. She felt dizzy and went back to sofa where she fell asleep almost instantly. She dreamed. At first she was in total darkness, all she could hear was a woman whisper repeating endlessly "You will not see us for what we are, you will not see us for what we are, you will not see us for what we are...". But soon the voice faded away and a light point appeared to the periphery of her vision. She turned to be engulfed by the light. She knew this was a nightmare but at the same time it felt so real. It was back in 49, she was only sixteen at the time and the election of Professor Farnsworth was all over the medias. The famous Amazon world tour had just arrived in Paris and like many others she had travelled to the former French capital to be able to see the aliens in person. The great party had taken place the night before and she was falling asleep in the train back to her native Bretagne. The moon shined a dim light over the green pastures of Normandy. She was alone in the six seat compartments. She heard a muffled sound coming from the next compartment. At first she hadn't really minded it but as the moaning grew in intensity she had gone to investigate. She had opened the door to see a couple of girls passionately making out in the moonlight. A man was sitting on the opposite seat looking out the window not paying attention to the girls. One of them, a beautiful blond stopped kissing the neck of the other and looked at Maelle. Puzzled the Breton girl backed up in the corridor and tried to apologize but the words were stuck in her throat. The blond girl's mouth sprouted terrible fangs. Her chin was covered with the other girl's blood. The blond licked her lips closing her eyes with delight.