OVER THE SILVER SKY TO THE WORLD OF NEVER : Part 209 - I'm Not Ready To Take Our Relationship To That Level.

I am so happy right now I could shit. What might be the cause of this near orgasmic joy, you may ask? Well a lady called Nicole Curran had the temerity to post a clip of her leaning forward and talking across Beyonce, to her husband Jayzee. She was asking him if he'd like some lime with the drinks she was getting them. This was seen as a sign of disrespect towards Beyonce, so now Nicole is receiving scores of death threats from Beyonce's wonderful fans. Thank you once again for confirming the fact that hate makes the world go round. That my assessment of society as consisting of a bunch of cunts has once again been confirmed as factual. Beyonce has remained silent while her adoring fans pour the hate on yet another victim. The lady has previous from for ignoring the hate filled mob that follow her. She doesn't want to upset them does she. Her doing fuck all, yet again, has also further undermined the myth that multimillionaire celebs give a fuck about anything or anyone except themselves. It's not going to penetrate the empty skulls of these dumb cunts that they are only tolerated for the purposes of exploitation. I'm going to call that three hits for me. Hate is what drives people. Celebrities will say anything to make themselves look like they care and dumb cunts will believe any shit you tell them without checking the facts. Thank you once again society for being so intolerant and spiteful. You have made my day. God bless all cunts.

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With every piece of relevant information at her fingertips Scarlet had come up with a plan within minutes. They knew the current disposition of every single individual within a large radius. They had a map of the enormous complex of tunnels, large and small, that riddled this mountain. While she was at it she'd also worked out a route for them to pass through it to the other side. Saitano hadn't told them the name of his people. They didn't actually have one. Though there might have been one in the far distant past. Labels were not needed when you have no bodies to place them on. At least his society had decided that. The plan was perfect. Completely flawless. Jake, as always spotted a nonexistent flaw. It depended how you looked at things.

The idea was that while she and Fetu engaged the enemy, Jake would make his way to where their friends were being kept. There he would administer the antidote, Hermes was still in the process of manufacturing. He had strict instructions regarding this. Right now, within his body, there was more than enough for a single dose. By the time he reached their captive friends, it was estimated he'd have at least 2 doses. These were to be immediately administered to Pip and Daisy. Pengelly would be left to last. You couldn't really argue with Scarlet's logic. Jake was going to anyway.

"You see." He commenced to a critical stare from his captain. "If I'm going to be raped I'd much rather it was by Daisy or Pip than Pengelly. I'm sure he's a considerate and skilled lover, but I'm not ready to take our relationship to that level yet. He's going to be mortified after the fact. Think how that will affect the poor guy. I'm not even his type."
He'd gone too far, he knew. Scarlet had that look. The one that was a mixture of disbelief and disgust.
"He's strong. He'll get over it. I know for a fact he's had far worse. Pip on the other hand will be left with the knowledge that her first is you. That's not something I'm willing to inflict on anyone. Not even a sworn enemy."
"Ah yes, but I figure I can fend Pip off while the other two recover fully enough to help me restrain her. I'm not so confident with Pengelly. I might have to hurt him. Badly."
"Are you refusing to obey an order?"
"No. I'm trying to amend it ever so slightly. I know there's a strong possibility none of them will be conscious when I get there. If that's the case, then no problemo. However I'm thinking of this as a contingency plan. In case the worst happens. If I get there and only he's awake, then I've got a problem. I'll have to fight him off while administering the antidote to Daisy and Pip. I might panic, if that happens I might dose him up first. Which if you think about it would be counter to your plan. I wouldn't mean to do it. It would be self preservation. If I don't I could end up getting gang banged."
"I don't care if he's balls deep in your reluctant ass, your first priority will be Pip and Daisy. Your second priority will be Pengelly. Your asshole is not, and never will be, a priority. Grit your teeth. Is that clear."
"Yes." He answered reluctantly. "Under protest though. I'm sure they'll all still be asleep. I was only being thorough. My trust has already been abused today."
"By who?" Scarlet snapped.
"By you." Jake declared self righteously. "You left me here with Fetu. You said you didn't have any protein bars. You lied to me repeatedly."
"That was different. They weren't really lies. They were alternative versions of a greater truth. Now shut the fuck up and do as you're told."

He'd known all along that his reservations would be completely ignored. His sole purpose in expressing them was to make them heard. If this went south he'd be able to point at him being right for once. If everything went to plan then his bleat would be forgotten. In such small ways did he amuse himself. He was also slightly miffed that Fetu and Scarlet would be the ones having all the fun. She'd decided to go easy on the pygmies. They were being misled by Colin and were more his victims than their team was. The two of them would go in covert. Eliminating the bandits first. Then drawing out those who were still in the tunnels. leaving Jake to do his one job. Rouse their friends, then protect them. They would be unarmed. If the little guys became too much of a problem they would have to be neutralized. They could be a a big problem though. It was obvious they had more toxins they could coat their blow darts with. Fetu and Scarlet were placing their lives in peril. Believing their skills and the terrain would protect them.

The three of them entered the tunnel to that ledge he'd viewed Colin from. Scarlet carrying one of the devices Saitano had given her. At a point approximately half way along she consulted it then operated the controls as instructed. An opening appeared. Expanding from a small hole into that squashed keyhole shape. That mirrored the shape of the squid's body. Not for any purpose. That was the shape they made their tunnels and doorways. This was Jake's cue to part from them. he went through. Watching the doorway close behind him. He had a similar device to the one given Scarlet. To be used at his destination. The route had been programmed into his firewave. When it flashed red he was to go into action. Open up his own entrance and proceed to the captives. Thanks to their alien partner in this enterprise he'd have a view of anything on the other side of the wall. Once they'd rescued their friends they would destroy the tunnel being used to mine the tiny quantities of cavalite.

The tunnels were very boring. Which unfortunately gave him time to ruminate. What was it that allowed the firewave's to work? Their weapons were stuck on single shot. No other tech they possessed was functional. Why was it that everything he thought he knew had such enormous holes in it? Hermes cautioned him that he'd missed a turning. That was annoying. It broke his chain of thought. According to their timetable, as issued by Scarlet, Fetu and she were now cutting their way through as many bandits as they could lay their hands on. That was a sobering thought. The fact that a two meter tall Polynesian was far better at concealment and covert operations than he was. Should he be thinking more about the rescue? No. It wouldn't help. Anything he came up with would be either completely wrong or forgotten in the heat of the moment. It was best all around if he left it to those unknown instincts he'd developed as The Wanderer, and of course Hermes.

Both his firewave and that hole making gadget informed him he'd reached his destination. Here he would wait, until the firewave flashed red. At which point he would make his entrance. Move swiftly to the area where the prisoners were being held, administer the antidote and hold on until help arrived. Unless it was possible for him to move them to safety. That was unlikely. The 3 captives had received a big dose of that toxin. Far more than even Fetu had. It would thus take longer for them to come round. They'd still need time to recover from the effects before they were fully mobile. Damn, why hadn't he used that as his pathetic excuse for arguing with Scarlet? It wouldn't have worked of course. It was just better than what he'd come up with.

What might be a problem arose. Out of a clear blue tunnel. The other side of where he stood was a pathway, obviously. One which now had Colin and at least a dozen of the little people. If the signal came through now he couldn't act immediately. While he would surprise everyone they could make enough noise to bring down more natives. There were no bandits in the area. It was doubtful they even knew of it. Otherwise why had Colin lied to them and hidden his prizes there. There was no audio, but Jake intuited that the pacifist hippy was on his way to visit Daisy and Pip. That piece of shit had been busy sucking up to the outlaws. Handing over a dozen or so new miners captured from other tribes. He'd assumed the worst thing that could have happened, had happened. Not so. Colin set off in what he knew was the direction of the room the ladies and Pengelly were being held in. The natives stayed put. The screen flashed red. Meaning Scarlet and Fetu were entering the tunnels, with what she'd have called style. It would not be subtle. It would be loud, flashy and fatal to anyone stupid enough to stand against them.

He couldn't hear anything where he was, the natives could though. Two of them set off after Colin. The others picked up their pointy sticks and blowpipes, heading towards the sounds of battle. Fuck a duck. On the count of 1, Jake opened an access point. Slipping out as quietly as he could. One quick look at the retreating backs of the larger group, he padded off after the other two. Old Father Time had really gone to town on this side. The light, that didn't come from anywhere was a lot dimmer. The walls didn't have that blue sheen and there was debris everywhere. Which was why, in his rush to catch up with those natives, he kicked a stone. It clattered across the ground. The two pygmies looked round. For some reason he smiled. Luckily one of Hermes' subroutines kicked in. Jake's senses sharpened to the extreme. Time slowed to a crawl. He was on them before they even raised their weapons. He picked up one of them, using his head to beat the other one unconscious. That done he dropped the pygmy to the ground. Colin had heard something.

"I told you fuckers to leave me in peace. What is it?" He bellowed. There was more than a smidgen of a chance that might have carried to other ears than Jake's. "This better be important or there'll be another sacrifice to appease me."
The fake hippy appeared. Jake ducked down. As long as that prick didn't see the bodies this would be alright. His heightened senses picked up the intake of breath. Along with the cocking of a rifle. One shot or one shout would alert everyone of his presence. There'd be no time to administer the antidotes before he was boxed in. He had another stupid idea. One that had no chance of succeeding. Ah what the hell. It was all he could come up with.

"Uuurghh." He groaned. "Whasss happenin to me?"
He pretended to be attempting to get to his feet. Fell onto his back and lay motionless. There was a pause. Colin, rather stupidly, didn't raise the alarm. Instead Jake heard him approach slowly. taking his time. The barrel of the rifle was was shoved violently into his cheek, slicing it open. Two savage kicks, which it was only thanks to Hermes he didn't react to.
"So dude. This is like Christmas. You can watch with the other guy while I have my fun. Not so big now are you. You can't bully Lethe now. I'm the guy with the biggest dick here. And guess what I'm going to be doing with it."
Jake was upright without even thinking. Having no idea what kind of maneuver he'd just pulled off. As Colin opened his mouth to yell for help, his windpipe was struck with slightly less force than would have killed him. Clutching his throat he dropped to his knees. His face first turning red then purple as he tried to breath through a straw. Jake grabbed one of his legs. Dragging the man across the ground face down. Relishing each and every bump. On entering the pacifists den he saw that Pengelly, Daisy and Pip had been tied up. The women's clothing had been interfered with. He drew his long knife and used the hilt to crush a couple of fingers. The gurgle of agony music to his ears. The balls were off limits. For now.
"I'm guessing you won't be doing anything with your dick Colin. Not even pissing. You won't even be wearing it once Scarlet gets here."