She was sitting in her command chair on the bridge of the ship while studying the information that was displayed on the holographic datapad that she held in her hand. The subject she was observing was the ideal candidate for what her species was in need of. He was in his sexual prime, healthily, lived in a rural part of his world and exhibited the traits that made him the perfect choice for the ritual. She took a sip of her warm drink and looked out the forward viewscreen to the moon of his home planet that they were hiding behind that concealed their presents to the world below. She sighed, not really sure what the correct choice was.
She was the Queen of the Kafka, the chosen one that the billions of lives of her planet depended on to make the right decisions. She questioned herself, was this man, this human, the one that would be the template for her people's reproduction? If she chose wrong how many of her people would suffer the consequences?
The door behind her opened with a short hissing sound and her personal droid walked to her side and looked down to her. "Your highness, have you made your decision?" it asked in a feminine harmonic voice.
"Yes I have." the Queen answered. "Take us down, he is the one." Giving the datapad to the droid it took it and with a quick glance at the information the droid gave a swift nod and moved to the ship's helm control and proceeded to start running the system checks before it disengaged from the orbit of the moon.
"Are you sure this is the way we should present ourselves to him?" the droid asked as it effortlessly started the engines. The Queen got up slowly from her seat and walked to one of the control panels of the starboard side of the bridge. She punched in the sequence with rapid touches of her finger for the mirror displayed to be brought up. She studied herself in the mirror, comparing herself to the women on the planet below.
She was roughly the same height as human females standing at one and two thirds meters. Her hair was comparable as well, flowing down to the middle of her torso; it was straight and jet black alongside elegant strands of violet and burgundy. For the most part she had the same features humans have, with two eyes, a nose, mouth, two ears even though hers had points at the end of them. The biggest difference was her skin tone. She ran her hand gently across her arm wondering what he would think of the blue-greenish pigments.
The sudden momentum change of the ship came with a quick lurching motion that always happened when disengaging from orbiting anything of great mass. The act brought the Queen out of her thoughts and refocused her to her mission. She shut down the mirror displayed and smoothly turned to face her only other crew member. "Yes it is the only way." She replied.
"You might want to rest up" The droid remarked, "It will be a several hours before we get to our objective." It said with a slight movement of its head in the Queen's direction. She pondered its remark. Her mind and body were excited by what was to happen. She was chosen as the Queen of her generation's race for this exact purpose. How could she sleep at a time like this? But she was also nervous and worried about what was to come. Maybe rest would do her good to center herself.
"Yes you may be right. I will be in my quarters." The Kafkan declared and glided her way to the exit. The door opened and closed behind her with the familiar hissing sound that it always made. The interior of the ship was sleek and metallic. The halls were lined with lights that emanated from the tops and bottoms of them. They would slowly change colors giving an exotic but pleasant decor.
Other than her quarters the rest of the ship had a mess hall, detention center and living area. She headed towards her cabin off to the right. The door opened with a hiss and she slowly stepped inside. The lights automatically came on revealing her spacious room. Her lights were set to a soft blue tint, her walls draped with tapestries and other works of art. The left side of the room had a large vanity and mirror with a luxurious chair in front of it. The middle part of the room was her bunk with plush sheets and bedspread. And the right side had shelves and a closet in the middle.
Crossing the room towards the shelves she stopped and picked up one of the bottles that were sitting there. Bringing it with her to the bed she took the cork out which made a loud popping noise. She drank down two whole gulps and replaced the cork and set the bottle down on her nightstand. She stripped off all her clothes except her undergarments. Her body was smooth, soft and lean. But like all of her kind her breasts were vast and plentiful. Squishy and round they hung off her frame like two magnificent globes. She ran her hands up to them and gave them a light squeeze that made her utter out a heavy moan. Also like all her kind they were very sensitive so she had to force herself to stop playing with them,
now is not the time for pleasure,
she thought,
he will be with you shortly.
She crawled under her covers and shut her eyes, hoping that the Goddesses would grace her with some last needed wisdom before she would wake.
The water was just up to her ankle lukewarm and in every direction. The misty haze of fog moved slowly across the top. She knew she was in the deep trance of spiritual meditation. Above her night sky with billions of stars and a giant moon that illuminated her surroundings and ahead of her a being slowly materialized from part of the fog with two more coming to be on her left and right. She knelt on one knee with her head bowing low.
"Goddesses Avaleena, Seseno and Meliketh thank you for hearing my prayers and appearing before me." She stated with her right hand raised up in the traditional gesture. Each one of them along with her was in their raw state as nature intended.
"Rise up our daughter." The Goddesses said in unison. The three were now standing on a platform that was floating above the water. All three of them looked very much like her, just with different skin tones and strands of hair. Avaleena was the middle one, deep red with curly hair. Seseno was on the right with tones of yellow and short hair. Meliketh being on the left was bright green and spiked hair. They each were slightly transparent and emanated a slight glow. They looked down on their follower who was now standing eagerly waiting to hear their wisdom.
"So the time has come and the Ritual will soon be here. Remember you have been selected and groomed by us because we believe you are the best hope for our people." Avaleena declared in a tender but commanding voice. "Our people's time is slowly fading we foresee a mere millennia worth of generations before it is too late." She added.
"Queen Zulara, if the one you selected is the right one then he will know. He will not need you to explain what it is we seek. You will be there to guide him, help him with the ritual, plant his seed and nurture him. The true one will understand everything else." Goddess Meliketh remarked with her delicate soothing speech.
"Be patience and don't be discouraged at the beginning. If he is the one then nothing can stand in the way. If he is not the one then we still have other generations to find him." Seseno chimed in with warm sounding words. "Don't force it. It will be either meant to be or not." She said as way of finishing her speech.
Zulara bowed her head taking in their wisdom and storing it in her memory to consider when she woke up. "Thank you Goddesses I will not disappoint you." She spoke and everything started to fade away.
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The sun was beginning to set on the horizon giving way to a deep beautiful hue of orange and red. The leaves on the trees matched the colors of the spectacle as it was autumn in the Midwest of the United States. Louis West was at the driver's seat in his venerable Deere combine, harvesting the corn from the acres of his farmland. His family's ties to farming span generations, as his father before him and his father's father had all been cultivating the same land since his great great grandfather had came to the USA from Europe.
Louis lived alone with a respectable ranch out in the middle of nowhere. He had more than enough land to keep him busy but not enough to where he had to hire more help. It was the way he liked it. His house was located in the middle of his estate with plots of crops on every side. Everything in his life was good except for the crippling sorrow he constantly felt.
He married his high school sweetheart, Rachael and had two children with her by names of Grace and Allen. They were killed in an unfortunate drunk driving accident while coming home from town after picking up groceries. The tragedy left him a shell of who he once was. Socially cut off from the rest of the world after friends gave up hope of helping him with his pain. He spent his days farming and nights dulling the agony with alcohol.
The twilight before the night wouldn't last long and even though he had lights on the combine Louis decided he was done with work for the day. His muscles were sore and his eyes heavy trying to fight off the grogginess of fatigue. He let out a long and booming yawn giving him the final sign that his body needed rest.
After he dumped what was left in the grain tank of the combine into the trailers next to the shed he parked the machine inside and closed its doors. He climbed the side of the trailer and rolled up the top keeping the corn safe if it happened to rain at night. He got down and rolled his head from side to side and was rewarded with a sharp crack. He took off his baseball cap and ran a hand through his hair and slowly raised his head to the night's sky.
For a long moment he just stared mesmerized at the beauty of the stars. A plane caught his eye moving across the vastness. It seemed to be getting bigger and towards him. He was in complete shock. Was it going down? He thought as he tried to hurry inside his house and down to the safety of his basement. But before he could make the run of a few hundred feet to the security of his house the object was directly above him. The moon shined off the metal of the saucer shaped object and then suddenly a beam of light came down from the middle of it and engulfed all around him forcing him to try escape but he could only barely manage a few steps. He felt his feet leave the ground yet he still tried to fight it off. Grunting, he felt light headed and drifted off into unconsciousness.
