The Kray' Lon
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The Kray’ Lon
The Crossing
Present Day, the time is 00:12 hours for the United States Military central command for satellite operations, monitoring, and control all was quiet in the early morning hours. As many technicians, officers and analysts of all kinds worked 24/7 to make this all happen. These brave young men and woman who had dedicated their lives into being the gatekeepers of the security, of the Unites States of America. They would have no way of knowing that as all their various instrumentation showed absolutely zero activity. All was well, it was quite and nothing really going on but a few exercises and some trainings. At almost the opposite end of The Milky Way Galaxy, two gigantic fleets of warships of various kinds were in the middle of a pitched battle, that was about to have some significance here. So, as previously stated, all was quiet, until suddenly it was, certainly not that anymore.
General Edward Rollins, the commander of and located at one of the major communication hubs was about to shit bricks. For some unknown reason, most all or Arkansas, part of Texas was lit up like a Christmas Tree……. Well, the computers analyzing the satellite imagery, and the people watching it as well had no idea what the hell was happening. The General was yelling at people, he really needed to know what was going on here. Was this some kind of attack? If so, where is it coming from, what are people on the ground saying, what the hell was happening here?”
The science responsible for the powerful energy weapons, the ships at the other side of the galaxy currently fighting were millions of years more advanced than even the hottest stuff on earth. What had just happened was that a huge capital vessel, with several fighters had launched an assault, against another large capitol ship; it had maneuvered itself to protect a smaller ship that was in danger. Normally, being the vessel of the leader of the Kray’ Lon Empire’s main flagship would normally have not even registered, even such a powerful strike. Unfortunately, the saboteur aboard the main command vessel, had been hit with their handy work as the attack was launched. All, of its defenses were down and it was struck with a fantastic amount of energy. Enough so that it ignited part of the powerful propulsion system of the vessel, which just upped the power even more. At this moment, several things happened almost simultaneously, even the commander of the fleet did not have a contingency for what happened next.
As the energy began to build it literally was strong enough for very small areas to bend, almost to breaking but held; There had to be some effect, as we all know the basic precept of science. Every action creates and equal and opposite effect. The weaponry along with the very powerful engines of this ship sort of exploded, the result was it tore a hole in the fabric of space. Two things right now were holding things together; the saboteur whom the Admiral had noticed had activated a large crystal that was glowing red. The Admiral had a similar looking crystal he wore on an ornate chain around his neck. His was glowing a strong blue, and the Admiral was furious. That tech that cycled the defense systems just before the attack could also use blood magic and he was trying to port out.
The Admiral, or the Kray’ Lon, was named Tyrell, and he was the Crown Prince first in line to inherit the throne when, his father stepped down. Tyrell Kray’ Lon, knew this ship was lost, and the flagship of his fleet of all things! He was truly a strange looking character in an even stranger setting now. Everything on this ship, which could hold 11,500 crew for operation and could carry up to 100,000 infamous Kray’ Lon shock troops. These people, his people were going to die, when they normally did not, because of this treachery. He was standing elevated above where the traitor was, and it was a huge bridge. He looked like a kind of short human, about 5”5’, thin build, his uniform was ornate, it even had a cape looking part to it. As a species, they had glowing eyes, and could see in total darkness, were extremely fast, and anyone on earth could not fathom how strong they were. Some of them could even use magic, and the blue necklace, thought Tyrell knew magic, it was not his discipline He as meant to lead the empire, but his mother had protected him well.
He locked eyes with the traitor, and they were even with their mighty strength, he knew he could not get to him. Whomever, this traitor was he was using blood magic which was forbidden and punishable by immediate decapitation. One had to be powerful to wield it, but his mother’s light magic was every bit as strong if not a bit more so. It was pulling energy from the explosion around them a reforming it to protect his body from it and it did not seem to be working hard. Prince Tyrrell did not know who this individual was, but they would pay for all this senselessness no matter what it took. The traitor finished his spell and the convergence between one point becoming two, then back to one and he was gone. Prince Tyrell’s necklace lit up and he felt it wanting to pull him to home world. He thought, ‘Sorry mother, I cannot let him go.’ He knew enough about magic to know it was his, what we call a soul, controlling this energy with a lot of help. He willed himself to follow the saboteur and another wormhole opened and threw him to the planet earth.
Back on earth two beings sort of arrived on the planet, the man responsible for sabotaging the ship, his portal opened, and he shot face first out onto a family of 4’s dinner table as they were dining. He ended up kind of laying on the table for a second, and an apple had stuck in his mouth. He was smoking from the energy burn, but his species healed almost as fast as they were damaged. His eyes popped open, and the family were all shocked. Less than a second later all but the husband was unconscious, and the being had done that physically. They could really move too compared to human beings. As you look outside the small country house out in the night, of Russia, the guest learned what he needed to know.
The being left the house about an hour later and was distressed the colony had not survived. Or perhaps there were some of them still here, but he would find that colony ship, and any survivors. His left so quickly on foot, it was as if he had disappeared. It would have been a freaky effect had anyone been watching.
Tony Barber, hit the ground in the back alley for the second time and yes it still hurt. They were currently down in an old and mostly abandoned industrial park, on the outskirts of Little Rock, Ar. The two enforcers of a sadistic loan shark, named Mat Haddon had caught up to him. They of course would be Vincent and Guido, no last no names, just known by simply that. Vincent was the bigger and bulkier of the two and had sent Tony flying, as he landed for the second time. He was scared, in a bad situation, has no money for them, was only 19, wanted to be someplace else. He also currently had the uncontrollable urge to laugh. These two tough guys had managed to run him down, in their lime green VW, it was just so bizarre.
Vincent was a big guy, that had that solid Mr. Clean look going for him, as a matter of fact much to his dismay; that is what most of this crew he worked for called him and he fucking hated it.
He said to Tony, “You gave us a real run for it, hope you got something for us, I am sure you do.” He reached down and down and rubbed Tony’s upturned bottom.
Guido was laughing, he was built like an Orangutan, and was probably half as smart. He might know if he could do the math, he was grinning, and his hand went to his crotch as he looked at the handsome younger man. Oh, they had some plans for this one, he was a hot kid and that was big money. As they say though, “The Plans of Mice and Men.” Sometimes, they just do not go the way that we want them to, but this was a quite a unique fashion for their plans to fail.
High up in the air in the warehouse, the area towards the top of the bard itself began to ripple and suddenly air was flying every crazily blowing dust and debris all over the place. Out of the center of the light that had opened in the air, the body of Crown Prince Tyrell, protected and guided by his mother’s powerful magic. Came flying like a fireball out of it and crashed solidly into the center of the lime green VW which then exploded into a fantastic fireball. It would seem then when his mother had been crafting that ward, she may have included a bit of her taste along with it. She was reputed to be the most powerful sorceress the empire had seen in tens of thousands of years. This was no small reason how it came to be that Tyrell’s Father, Emperor of the Kray’ Lon empire, had risen to power. Under his father’s rule, much order had been restored, to where they were down to just now eliminating the last pockets of resistance. To a civil war that had raged within the empire for 36,142 standard earth years. Their attempt on his life personally had been an act of desperation, one they would regret.
Meanwhile the explosion and air displacement had Tony, Mr. Clean, and Guido rolling around all over the place. In a few moments, the light shimmering in the air, closed, and all that was left was a mess and a burning car. The three roughed up men, began to get up and Mr. Clean a.k.a. Vincent, sat up and looked at the smoking crater that had been his car.
“Motherfucker! I just bought that fucking car!”
That is when, that fucking car flew apart in the center, none of it came towards the men. The oddest-looking fucking guy that ever was, if guy was what it was came walking out completely unscathed. His appearance was just surreal, he was not big, maybe 5”5’, hard to guess his weight. He had jet black hair, and his skin was white to the point of almost comparing it to maybe a kind of ivory. He had on a solid red looking uniform, or it might be a damn superhero costume with the way it looked cape and all. He had strongly, red, glowing eyes that were surveying all three of them. Another thing one tended to notice is that this person, also had a huge solid white sword that was slightly glowing. Tony hoped this was real and that the blast had not knocked him silly.
The being cut loose with a string or words, but it seemed to be trying to communicate and no one could understand him. They all three slowly got back to their feet and regained their equilibrium.
The Crown Prince was confused, he had spoken to them in galactic standard, did they just not want to answer?
Luigi was now sort of trying not to laugh, “Oh, no Mr. Clean, your car, it seems to have gotten all burnt up like a wiener. What’s with this fucking guy, does he now know this is April, Halloween is a bit off.”
Vincent was mad as he replied, “This motherfucker killed my car, we’ll just see about all that!”
The Crown Prince was tired of waiting, and yet once again, thanks to internal family battles over the years. He had been to magic school, his mother enrolled him. His, father entertained this for 100 years and that was 100 years too damn long. So, next, he rated highly on the psychic scale, many of his race did. So, his mother had enrolled him into the discipline, to have the leader of the empire show yet once again up the school to return him to the Imperial Naval Fleet Academy. The king loved his wife and both his sons, but Tyrell was the oldest, so it was his place to take the throne when the time came. His father believed effective leaders were from the military cast. The prince was still relatively young, he was not even 10,000 standard earth years old yet, but he had many talents. For this one, he needed actual contact, as they were either too stupid to understand or they did not speak Galactic Standard. He just, at least to everyone else was just suddenly holding Luigi by his chin and staring into his eyes.
This backed the bigger Vincent off, how the fuck did he move that fast, where did he come from? He finally mustered up the courage to go and get the little guy off his partner. He walked up, and no matter what he tried, he could not move him. He decided to knock him out and hauled off and punched the strange man in the side of the head. Before his fist made contact, he used his other hand to easily catch the fist and hold it. He was fucking incredibly strong and just continued to do as he was no matter what they tried. Finally, he was finished he threw Luigi, about ten feet away where he thudded to the ground, and it knocked the wind out of him. He then turned and backhanded the much larger Vincent and sent him flying over into a pile of rubble. He then turned and made a beeline for Tony walked up then stopped and spoke.
He bent at the waist first for a moment, must have been some sort of customary greeting. “Greetings to you Tony Barber, that dumb fat creature did not have any information of your lineage so forgive me for not being completely proper. I am Crown Prince Tyrell of the House of Blue Blood, rulers of this galaxy. Kneel and acknowledge my rank and station here.”
Tony was not a rocket scientist, but when something turns a car into a flaming crater and throws around people the way this one could. If they said kneel, that was probably the safe call. It was not strange for him to be doing this for guys, but under these circumstances. As soon as he did the prince took his right two finger and gently placed them on Tony’s temple.
His voice was very soothing, “Do not resist my thoughts you will feel them.”
Tony was wondering what thoughts, and then suddenly he felt as if he was not alone in his head, it was freaky.
Prince Tyrell said, “Just a few more adjustments, interesting, I see that you like all kinds of things.
Tony was suddenly unzipping his pants and pulling his penis out, to try to get it in time because just as he got it out, he began to blast his seed all over the place. He had never felt such strong sensations of pleasure before. As he finished the prince released him and stood there.
“I can stimulate you like that at any time with just a touch and as you help me our bond will grow stronger.” Just to illustrate the point the prince touched him again and he shot what he had in the reserve tank. “Then I will be able to do that over distance, I now know everything there is to know about you. By the way the answer is yes, you can stimulate me as well you will just have to do it physically. If I run of a nutrient supplement, you will fill in for temporary blood supply, I will not harm you. You are going to help me and be my guide for a bit. As heir to the throne, I am using my authority over this ancient colony and claim you as servant. Rise fellow brother and newest member of the ruling family of the House of Kray’ Lon.”
Tony said without thinking to do so, “Fuck that felt good! I will help you and be your guide and am now a member of our family.”
The two exited the structure as the injured thugs, with the busted-up car, rolled around on the ground.
After the two came through the two short wormholes that had opened, oh it had been detected. Every major military power around the world was accusing all the others of doing something fiendish, though they were not quite sure what it was yet.
It took about ten minutes and Tony was driving the prince in a Mercedes the prince had traded enough such high-grade platinum, if it were ever allowed to sell it might crash the world’s economy possibly. The crown prince thought, so the war had come to one of the ancient places. So, be it, victory at all costs and they drove briskly into the night. He had read what those two he had smacked around had planned for this, Tony beside him. He reached over and put his hand on his arm and gently stimulated his pleasure centers so he could be relaxed, but not pushed too far. The more he did this the stronger their psychic bond would grow; his new servant was not resisting him at all.
His new servant said, “Ah, yes, don’t know where you came from but sure glad you did sir.”
Some distance away, the news of the battle had reached the emperor and his wife on Kray’ Lon Prime and the king was furious.
He said, “So, this is what is has come to wife, they make a personal attack against my heir and eldest son. Do they really want me to start ion cannot bombardment on the outer rim! I, am, no, losing, this, damn war!”
The king looked much like his son, many of this race were very similar in appearance and this one did not look happy. His wife came up behind him and put her hands on his shoulders to comfort him.
“All is well my love, the enemy fleet was destroyed, two more supply bases burned out. Our son is still alive, it took some effort, but I have located his charm stone.”
The king looked at her sharply, “Where?”
Now she looked annoyed, “Of all the places he is on old Gaia, or what the stellar people now say its inhabitants now call it earth. Apparently, our colony failed there, and it was just never considered a big enough deal to warrant the resources. I tried to pull him home, but he is truly my son, he is very strong, he has pursued a traitor there.”
He tightened his jaw, “My eldest son in there now, so I say it does, he is my heir.”
He reached over and a 3-D kind of hologram appeared, it was his youngest son, Torr, and he loved his brother as well.
The image on the video spoke and it sounded as if he were right there. “This is an unexpected surprise, Father; how may I serve my king?”
The king was direct, “That the entirety of the 157th fleet along with Dreadnought support, muster and jump in force to old Gaia. Your brother is there, bring him home safely son.”
His youngest looked surprised, “Immediately father, we will retrieve him as soon as I can pull the forces together. It will not take long; I will not fail you father and he will come home.”
They disconnected and Admiral Torr yelled out a bunch of orders to get things moving. He thought to himself, ‘Brother what have you done this time?’