Void's Psionics (21 page)

“
OLLY!!!” Renee yelled and
ran for all she was worth.

“
RENEE!!!” He responded and
opened his arms wide and she crashed into his bare chest at ninety
kilometers an hour. His armor altered smooth so she didn’t get cut
or stabbed on his lethal battle armor. Tears fell from his eyes as
she sobbed in his chest. Holding her again in his arms felt at last
she was no longer gone. “Oh Red… I’m so sorry…” he dropped to his
knees and she sobbed, her hands holding on for dear life as she
curled up as small as she could in his lap. “Shhh. I’m here. I’ve
got you.”

“
Oh, Olly… why couldn’t you
leave me one to kill…” she tried laughing, but now all the emotion
of pain suffered was finding an outlet. She didn’t need to be
strong in front of him, not after what she had just seen. “Shhh.”
Is all he said as he rocked her and didn’t wince in her vice-like
grip and biting nails in his back as he smoothed the armor out so
she wouldn’t get cut on any other sharp edges.

Her scent was foul of body
odor and fear from the months neglect. Nanites would hide bruises
that should have covered her whole body and he vibrated with wrath
knowing he should have made each and every single one be castrated
by a meat grinder agonizingly slow and pulled completely inside it
to be killed. He knew he had killed them
far
too quickly. An instant painless
death was too good for them. He sent his mind out further to double
check all who needed to be were dead and hummed in minor
satisfaction.

“
You must be…” a man took a
deeply pained breath. “the infamous Oliver.”

He didn’t release the bear hug keeping Renee
close as she shook still, unable to hear anything so relieved to be
held so protectively and securely. Oliver did look up at a man with
a missing arm and scabbed eye from having been recently plucked
out. “I take it my woman has been speaking of me…”

“
When… she isn’t trying to
be a hero and antagonize… the cowardly bastards into taking all the
punishment onto herself. She cried out in her sleep for you after
they…” the gasping man looked down ashamed. “She is a strong young
lady.”

“
Never call her a lady.
She’s liable to send your balls up in your throat.”

Oliver’s deep voice brought her out and she
gave a choked chuckle.

“
Some of those assholes did
find out just
that
…
till they threatened me and my daughter.” A brunette woman limped
over, helped by a girl of barely twelve years. The mother’s foot
was completely missing. “She escaped her cell again and again
somehow and killed a few, but when they threatened the rest of us…
she did so much.” The woman burst into tears as more and more
victims hobbled or crawled over.

“
Why do you come? Aren’t you
frightened of me?”

A teenage boy spoke, missing a fresh ear as
blood still stained half his face and neck. “Renee talked about how
her mate or father, Pirate King Jake Dorgen was coming. The guards
beat her every time they heard her speak out. She told them they
were all going to die. They didn’t believe it… nor did I think it
was little more than a boast… you must be the strongest user in the
whole galaxy.” He looked around at the devastation. “Or are you not
alone?”

“
My power exceeds human and
the strongest Creelin, but don’t tell anyone I said so. I don’t
want to hurt anyone’s feelings.”

A man tripped and though he was in pain he
laughed. “Hurt feelings? That’s rich after all this.”

“
Olly?”

Oliver looked down and saw Renee’s vibrant
green eyes sparkle in the sunlight like pure emeralds cut
perfectly. She was paler than ever from lack of adequate light and
it really made her adorable freckled face stand out like fresh
cream sprinkled with cinnamon. Fresh salty streams cut over cheeks
and cheekbones more prominent due to inadequate nourishment. Her
hair was longer and a complete mess of knots and filth. Then he
noticed her lips, they seemed to be the only thing that had
remained uninjured. They were vibrant red, a deeper shade she had
done to herself by increasing blood flow to resemble lipstick. They
were the perfect rosebud.

Unable to resist, his lips came down on hers
with a need to live. Like needing air. Her lips parted in a gasp as
she breathed him in and her tongue met his in sweet ecstasy. A
perfect kiss that made all the bad endured go away. No words or
memories could contend with the carnal need that made the universe
and all within it vanish. If albeit temporarily. It wasn’t about
sex… not entirely. It was two jagged halves becoming perfectly
whole again. Renee’s fingers burrowed in his hair and got a
fistful, keeping him in place. She felt pressure on her back and
knew his hands even after so long and her suit opened up on their
own accord. She needed to feel his flesh upon her’s, now.

It came to an abrupt stop as Oliver felt a
bone break where it shouldn’t have been. It was miniscule, but he
knew his woman better than she herself did and a growl emanated
from his throat and broke off the kiss. “Red, your rib…”

“
Yeah, it’s broken. I fought
a team of Phantoms yesterday, but they got the upper hand several
times. Had to make it seem I couldn’t fix it without my kits. Give
me a minute.”

“
Alright, I’ll land my ship
while you fix yourself. I need to do something or go insane with
anger at what they did. No need to explain, I read you for this
whole experience…” he grimaced.

“
Oh hell no! I know that
look and it
isn’t
your fault. If you read me you know I could have freed myself,
but didn’t. I stayed for
them
. I was raped so none of them had
to be. I can’t get unwillingly pregnant and some of the girls had
their cycles forcibly unfrozen. You aren’t responsible, but you
took care of it better than I dreamed. You took what I said in the
vid and surpassed it. Don’t you fucking feel responsible! After I
get drunk off my ass I’m going to move on. You know I’m not some
timid pussy like those fuckers I saw pissing and shitting their
pants right before you atomized them. And you are going to get
shitfaced right along with me and I’m going to damn well try to get
you smashed even though tests say it’s physically impossible. Oooh
and a nice, hot and
long
bubble bath…”

Saying something as simple as a bath had
people groaning in pleasure despite missing body parts. The simple
pleasures, once taken away, are the most overlooked and
treasured.

Despite the absurdity Oliver wiped his cheeks
and smiled. He looked up and through his enhanced chip he
reconnected to the Flare’s flight control systems and took it off
standby to remote pilot it out of orbit.

“
Listen up!” Renee called
out while her bracelet internally smoothed out the fractures. She
also stood and before their eyes changed out of ratty clothes and
into sensual spiky armor. “Form a line and sit down to be properly
patched up! Better yet, just sit down and I’ll move you.” The
seventy two other people stopped moving and some collapsed
outright, what little strength found in the moment being used
up.

Oliver, bare chest and highly muscular all
over had Renee smirk as other women were also salivating at all the
male deliciousness. She didn’t care other’s looked so long as they
didn’t touch her property. Besides, she liked the view too and how
hard muscle moved like gentle rippling waves beneath soft bronze
tanned skin. He kept his eyes skyward before she turned back to the
mandatory task at hand and didn’t need to let her eyes flash at
such a simple task. She raised her arms and two at a time, gently
carried each and every person closer over. Some had been under so
much stress and fear their hair began having streaks of gray. In a
few months or years the color would return to normal.

Careful as can be they were set down in a
line. Most were throwing cloth over their eyes like sunglasses.

Raising her left hand in a fist Renee
connected to her suit and from the topside of her gauntleted hand
shot out a deep penetrating red light. A scanner she had previously
integrated into it before being captured. With her chip she saw
through skin and inside the body’s many injuries. The injuries
flashing brilliant red for immediate attention. “Hold still, I’ll
numb the pain and whip up some anti-virals. Some of you are sick…
You’re a naturalist huh?”

A man shook his head. “No… they stripped all
my splicing and removed my nanites. I was too strong so they
stripped my chromosomes for added security as I’m the greatest and
most disciplined telepath from Earth.”

“
I can’t whip up nanites,
but I can give you what you lost. How many of you lost
bio-immortality and psionics?” a half dozen raised a hand, or a
stump. “Then this will help regenerate the missing parts taking so
long to grow back.” Renee told the bracelet what to do and seven
thin needles shot from her wrist to simultaneously inject each of
them. To say they were surprised was an understatement. It took
only a few painless seconds.

From then on Renee scanned each victim and
injected them with solutions she stored in hollow areas of her
tough bones.

Meanwhile Oliver made the Flare land silently
and dove into the first aid supplies he had stored and began
bringing out healing tape to wrap around missing limbs and ugly,
infected wounds.

As Renee worked she looked over to find
Oliver kneeling in front of a man doing what he could to help, a
smile growing on her cracked lips. “Hey, Idiot! I can feel Sparky
awake again. He says he’s happy we are safe and are four and a half
hours away. It is so good to hear him again.”

“
Glad to hear it. Did you
tell him everything already?”

“
We’re connected not by
distance. Drake telepathy has no equal between rider and partner.
Furthermore… essentially we are one entity as separate individuals.
Until one of us dies it’ll always be this way. It is why Drake
companions are so intimate… not in the sexual sense. Deeper than
siblings though. It is why it is such an honor. Our connection is
so entwined that we are always and inseparably connected regardless
if he’s beside me or not. I’m just glad he calmed down after
reliving all I went through.”

She went back to work and finished up while
he bound nasty wounds. Twice she had to abort forced rape pregnancy
being discretely done to the women via telepathy who consented and
were thankful. The fetuses were broken down and reabsorbed. When it
was all over she called out “Olly, how many liters of water do you
have stored?”

“
Close to a hundred. The
recycling systems are fully operational as well.”

“
Then I’m going to
distribute it.” She didn’t ask.

“
Let me lend a hand.” An
average appearing man got up.

“
Not a chance, Dumbass. Sit
the fuck down. You’re bleeding slightly internally and my numbing
solution makes you think you are fine. Sit the fuck down before I
make you.” The dark browned skin man gulped, hearing the promise
that it wasn’t an idle threat, and parked it on the stony
ground.

Grabbing two empty
containers she also opened the water nozzle in the cockpit after
pulling the hose out to fill the containers nearly full and brought
them over after finding the temperature of the water to be just
above ice cold. A refreshing and grateful flavor compared to dirty
water. “There is plenty to go around, but don’t drink too fast or
you’ll puke it all back up. Take a few mouthfuls and pass it
along.
Don’t
be
greedy.” She handed down the heavy objects and people heeded her
taking command of the situation. It had helped most knew about her
from many talks over the months and the fact she was wearing armor
that was sensual and lethal rolled into one helped. Her instincts
were of a leader and they responded to it.

Having finished covering all gaping wounds,
Oliver looked up into the small triple suns beating down and how
everyone either threw an arm over their face or squinted painfully
to realize they had been in the dark so long that their eyes had
yet to properly adjust. He moved over to the ship and found several
reflective blankets in airtight bags to open each and flung them
out. Using levitation he maneuvered ten king size foil blankets up
over the people waiting for rescue. “Thank you.” Was voiced again
and again as hovering sheets created perfect shade. Two blankets
made angled flaps to block more for the worse who were critically
injured.

Renee was sitting down, critically
overlooking a young appearing woman missing both legs from a recent
dismemberment less than six hours old, mumbling in sleep. She
turned, hearing stone and dirt crunch under a heavy weight to find
Oliver coming over and sitting down beside her, but then large
hands grabbed her ass the way she liked to transfer her to sit
sidesaddle in his lap. Strong arms wrapped securely around. She
said “You can stop making your eyes glow. The danger clearly is
gone except for the man you still got trapped over there with the
vault.”

“
It’s not easy to do. I’m no
longer
trying
to
Gather. This is the minimum my lever stops now. My power has become
so great that my eyes glow and smoke. Like breathing, it’s a
reflex… or a heart beating I suppose. My power leaks because
completely closing the valve we imagine is dangerous. I could
literally combust and take out this whole system otherwise. No
joke. My eyes will look like this forever…” Despite the glow, she
saw enough of a darker amber shade of the iris to know he looked
down in shame. “Is it that bad?”