All characters are over eighteen years old. This story deals with slavery, group sex, reluctance, punishment, and abuse. It is set on an alien world. There is a POV change when main character changes situations.
This is an edit of my original chapter. I am posting this blurb about Andrea and why she is with the brothers to show the distinction between this story and another, though the opening is similar. In the world today we all can find orgins in others' work. By posting this now, it gives away where the story is actually heading vs the slow burn I originally intended. But I wanted to make the distinction clear as to where my imagination was heading VS similar stories posted. To the angry person who did not understand the difference, I hope this clears it up.
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Lieutenant Colonel Andrea Miller woke to a proximity alarm ringing throughout the ship. She scrambled from the bed and ran towards the cockpit, pulling a t-shirt over her shoulders as the first explosion's concussion wave ripped through the ship. She had just enough time to get into her suit and seal the helmet when a second explosion forced the ship to rip apart. She was tossed to the floor as the cockpit disintegrated, ejecting her body into the black void of space. Screaming she was accelerating away from the ship when Her body collided with one of the escape pods. Trapped as she spun with the hard frozen pod, Andrea struggled hard with the door, and honestly didn't know how she finally coaxed it open. The instant the door sealed behind her, the pod was struck from the outside sending her careening, head first into the bulkhead. Andrea passed out as blood clouded her right eye.
The woman awoke to the sounds of alarms blaring through the small ship. Andrea strapped herself in just as it broke the atmosphere of the planet they had been surveying. She had a flash of memory seeing the planet for the first time when they had come out of hyperspace and scanned the system, finding several planets. This one had an environment similar to Earth. If it matched their needs, humans would soon explore it. But none of that mattered as the ship hit terminal velocity and fell towards the surface.
At the last possible moment, warning sirens replaced her panic, the thrusters fired and allowed for a controlled crash. She was tossed and jerked free of the harness as the small craft skidded for an eternity before it stopped precariously on a ledge. She came to rest with great finality on the floor as sparks reined down from the damaged ship. Andrea barely escaped before the pod slipped forward and crashed into the water, sinking below the surface. She laid on the sand, arms splayed to her sides, watching in terror as more debris lit up the sky above. It finally occurred to her that the only chance of rescue disappeared. She was not sure how long she laid there panting before the panic ebbed.
Eventually, Andrea removed the cracked helmet and took the first breath of air on the only other planet she had ever set foot on. It was as the scans had shown, the air was breathable. This was one less worry. Now to figure out shelter, water, and food. Luckily the planet was warm, but soon the heavy flight suit became hot. She removed everything but the boots so I could protect her feet. Andrea wandered in the direction of what appeared to be hills. The assumption was there might be an alcove that could be used to protect herself from the sun and elements.
As she walked, dragging her suit behind her, she wondered about the dangers of the planet. Andrea tried to remember any details from the report Ensign Lucas Jefferies filed. Nothing about animal life or civilization came to her. It didn't take long before danger found her in the form of a creature that could be described as a three foot spider crossed with a crayfish skittered in front of her. With four inch fangs that looked menacing, Andrea ran, looking for anything she could use as a weapon. It gained on her. She jumped over a large viney plant and tripped in loose gravel. She skidded in the sand, twisting to cover her face as it leaped. Blood sprayed over her face as the animal landed in two pieces, one on each side of her body.
The startled woman looked up and a figure came to an abrupt stop. A sudden flash of white heat sent pain through her body. The woman screamed and the world went silent. Andrea rubbed her hand over mouth and chin, wiping away the blood. She looked up panting as a figure landed two feet in front of her. Andrea put her hand over her forehead, shielding the sun. What appeared to be a female creature with wings folding to her back stood over her.
It made a noise as though speaking to Andrea. But before she could respond, her eyes closed and felt her body falling towards the ground as she passed out.
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Naimh walked down the hall, the sound of her talons digging into the walkway told everyone how angry she was. "Well?" She demanded, staring at her sisters.
Enid and Alofie both turned their heads in the direction of Naimh. It was Alofie who spoke. "There is no new information. We found the crash site, and evidence of a survivor. But we have not found a body. We found her flight suit and boots in the middle of a carion nest. The name was Miller. Our records indicate there was an Andrea Miller on the original crew."
Alofie returned her attention to a computer screen, flipping through footage, and played the video record of the scene. There were numerous carion claw marks mixed among what looked like a pool of blood. Carion were six legged animals with long necks and thick beaks. They swarmed small prey in groups of three to five. "We found the wreckage as well, it has been dealt with. Graymere has it and is trying to recover the logs."
Naimh turned with a feral look in her eyes. "The Federation needs to think their ship was destroyed in space long ago. It has been almost a hundred years since the cure and we are nowhere closer to recovering."
Alofie tapped her finger to her lip several times. "I will keep the search going. But if she is alive she is in regressed lands."
Enid had remained quiet. She considered what both sisters were saying. She had been among the dozen women who had signed the peace agreement. And had spent years trying to undo the past. She also had hid the female survivor with her favorite men, knowing they would protect her without knowing who she was. While she didn't believe in slavery, it was the best way to hide Andrea.
The ship that Andrea was on had been attacked by mistake. They were part of a crew that disappeared a hundred years before the peace agreement and closure of the vortex system. Enid worried her sister would kill her to hide the truth. So she suppressed Andreas' memory and placed her in the path of Coalder and his brothers, knowing they would keep her. Enid also placed a human male with the free men in a camp east of her sister's reach.
"For now, we stick to the story. If any of the Federation shows up, we deny involvement." Enid finally said. It's been many years since we had contact with them. How were we supposed to know this ship was an anomaly?"
Naimh tapped her clawed hand on the desk. "Anomaly? Is that what you call it?" She made an ir rated face. "Just find the woman or her body. We need to get this cleaned up before any of the unaware figure out who she is." She looked between her sisters.
"We will find her." Alofie said as she stood. "Hopefully this woman isn't infected and it won't be like before."
Enid knew Andrea didn't carry the virus that had nearly wiped out the population decades before. But she wasn't ready to turn her over to be slaughtered gir having bad luck.
Enid walked from the office thinking about those dark days when the illness spread through the men making them regress. It had been a human that invited the virus. Back then humans and Britons often worked together. The vortex was a machine invented over two hundred and fifty years before. It was meant to help with the transport of supplies across the galaxy, but instead shifted time and space. The ruling council on both Earth and Briton shut it down when three spaceships on various missions disappeared.
It was less than a year later when the first ship reappeared, the entire crew had gone mad and killed each other. The second ship followed fifty years later, and only one person survived. A human male, told the story of how both Britons and humans regressed and became feral beasts and destroyed each other. By the time the combined task force found what caused it, the madness spread across the planet. Men and women reverted to aggression and their bodies regressed as well. Women and men became more animalistic in appearance. Wings and talons emerged on both men and women. Though the men died off faster with the growth of wings. Stripes started to reappear , mostly on the men giving them cat-like markings. It was as though Briton's basic and primal instincts were suddenly dominant, and reason no longer existed. The populace turned into savage creatures.
Earth and Belgiae could no longer tolerate the rift the Aegis Virus, named after the lone survivor, created and separated from each other before war broke out. Earthlings were no longer allowed on Belgiae, and any attempt to return would be an act of war. Men and women were given a vaccine, but it came at a cost. Dusty percent if the infected lost all memory and were aggressive towards outsiders. The planet had been divided into two groups. Those that survived unscathed and those that regressed.
The regressed were guided towards awareness and freedom. Small groups of men and women were re-educated and slowly reintroduced to Belgiae. There were several splinter pockets that emerged with some of the ancient ways that had long been silenced. Slavery and oppression of the weak were among the main battles the free men and women were trying to overcome.
But now the third missing ship had arrived and the Belgiae defense system shot it down. The Briton officer read the Earth ship's approach as an attack. Before Naimh and Pedrol realized which ship it was, it was raining down across the planet. Now there was concern that Aegis would sweep over the system again.
Enid sat looking at a report. The male survivor, Lucas Jefferies, had tested negative. He was now Gunner and Fredia in their camp. His knowledge of the time before the rift would be valuable. Lucas, though listed as human, was half Briton and easier to hide. He, like all Britons, had retractable fangs that dropped when angry or excited.
