Through a crack in the mirror.

Posted on Wed Sep 27th, 2023 @ 6:48pm by Lieutenant Xalanth

751 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: Episode 117 - "Returning to the Mirror"
Location: Mirror star base 400.

Xalanth was a happy lizard. For a none alien in the Terran empire that was saying something. Many didn't make it out of the slave pits that kept the empire running doomed to a short life of utter misery. Fortunately, he wasn't one of them. He had started in the fighting areas that gave the empire's plebian population their daily dose of blood and violence. Turned out he was rather good at it and after twenty-five fights to the death the emperor himself had granted him a wooden sword and his freedom. Without much choice, he had enlisted in imperial Starfleet where he'd found employment as the head of the personal guard of the emperor's son.

The boy was a child pretending to be a man who needed Xalanth to do all the things he wasn't capable of. Which is where he'd encountered the woman lying next to him. Zola Molina a member of the inquisitors the empire most highest agency with more authority than even a fleet admiral.

" So..." Xalanth asked as he lit up one of the drug-filled cigarettes the terran elites loved. He took a long draft before handing it to Zola " Has he cheated again?"

The terran took her own long draft before replying giving the lizard a nod " Yes with his personal assistant. Nasty little creature. The housekeeper caught them in our bed wearing one of my favourite dresses."

Xalanth rolled his eyes. Zola's husband was one of the many numerous higher bureaucrats that ran the empire yet no one actually knew what any of them did. He had never loved Zola only himself, his own self-absorbed self of importance and his bank balance.

Hel he had cheated on her with his best man on their wedding night which ironically enough had led to the current situation as Zola really wanting to get back at him and her parents for arranging the marriage had taken Xalanth to her bed losing her virginity to him. Unlike her husband, she and Xalanth had been smart enough to keep it a secret.

He hadn't minded. The number of Terran matrons and daughters of the upper houses who had paid to lay with him during his days as a gladiator was many. So many it would shock the census department if it wasn't such an open secret. Besides what freed alien didn't want to take one of the empire's inquisitors to bed?

" Want me to castrate him? " He asked as she handed him back the cigarette. A smile spread over her face as looked at him before standing up and heading for the sonic shower.

" As pleasurable as that would be no. My parents are demanding a grandchild again. "she replied as she switched on letting the sonic waves purge the sweat from their lovemaking from her body.

" So what do you intend to do about it?" Xalanth said probing himself up on his artificial arm as his yellow eyes looked up and down her naked body.

The Terran noted his gaze moving her hips from side to side as she did up her long hair in a ponytail before stepping out of the shower and began dressing in the fresh inquisitorial uniform she had brought in her bag. Xalanth was a useful tool for her to keep on side. Tough, loyal and willing to do anything she asked him. Especially keep an eye on whatever the brat of a captain she had to serve under.

" I don't know I'll think of something. Just keep an eye on the brat while we finish off this mad idea."

Xalanth gave a mocking salute before he began gathering his own uniform up. As he dressed his yellow eyes gazed back at the terran as she finished zipping up her jacket. How could her husband and family neglect such a beautiful creature was beyond his mind. As she turned to leave she pulled a smaller bag from her own and tossed it to him with a "catch" coming from her lips before she turned and left their guest quarters.

Opening the bag Xalanth slid the two black credit chips into his jacket pocket before activating the single-shot transporter. With a flash, he was back in his own quarters on the Tranquility and no one would be any the wiser. A buzz from his combadge made him realise the time. The brat would be up and wanting him for something. Shaking his head he headed for the door. Time to get back to work.

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