The Arion Network
(Last Revision: 7-Apr-96)
by Sharon Best
Fairchild would have gasped in pleasure if there had been any air to gasp with, her fiery re-entry into Earth’s atmosphere rapidly heating her upper body to incandescence, her long blonde hair, face and shoulders absorbing most of the initial energy as she re-entered head first, her arms relaxed and floating along her sides. The blue-white glow from the superheated skin of her face quickly interfered with her vision as her body entered the atmosphere at a steeper than normal angle, the heat building faster than she was used to. She arched herself strongly backward to project her chest forward into the wild slipstream, adopting a sky-divers arched position, moving her face away from the brunt of the hypersonic shockwave. She moaned softly, adjusting her arch by pushing her pelvis forward a bit more, guiding one of the violent hypersonic shockwaves downward across her stomach until it began vibrating between her legs. That wild tingling combined with the wonderful warmth of her brightly glowing breasts to set off a chain of little mini-climaxes, and her long legs slid against each other in ecstasy as her out-thrust chest formed the twin apexes of a cone of superheated ionized air as her body flew down into the thicker air below.
While she was enjoying the way her body was responding to the re-entry forces, she couldn’t help but think back to the battle she had just finished, more than a little miffed at herself for having to work so hard to destroy that single Arion Prime. She had been preparing to defeat three others when they suddenly unleashed a new type of weapon on her, a laser-enhanced Orgone energy projector illuminated her upper body, and three beams ultimately struck her breasts from different angles. Her upper body had begun glowing as bright as the sun as her breasts began to react in a predictable way, fooled by the laser beams to begin absorbing that normally harmless energy, not sensing that the laser beams were heavily laced with Orgone Energy! She was more than a little surprised, actually shocked, to find that the Arions had adapted their weapons this way. Her unique ability to resist absorbing Orgone had saved her in the past, her special ability to resist it being one of her aspects that set her apart from all other Velorian Protectors, one of the many abilities that made Aurora Zorel unique in all the universe.
However, within seconds of the energy beams striking her breasts, she had lost control of her body as the unexpected infusion of Orgone stealth energy threatened to overcome her senses, her mind retaining just enough sensibility to empower her to escape. Her slightly uncontrolled re-entry now was the first time she had been back in the atmosphere in days!
The Orgone energy still burned strongly within her white-hot breasts as she landed hard in her Hawaiian backyard. Her feet and ankles crushed the hard lava rock that ringed the patio into a small crater, her legs collapsing to drop her to her knees as she clumsily landed at nearly five hundred miles per hour - far harder than she had planned!
“Damn, the Orgone is effecting my control more than I had thought,” she thought disgustedly as she staggered back to her feet and climbed out of the crater. Carefully walking towards the patio entrance of her bedroom, she staggered along with her knees almost touching; each movement almost overwhelmed her; her fully engorged clit was sticking out between her labia, the moist softness of her nether lips rubbing against it on each step!
She had to stop and kneel down several times, holding herself motionless as her body trembled, hovering on the very edge of a strong orgasm. She finally bit her lip while pulling her hair back behind her shoulders, concentrating on keeping her control. God this was so hard. That FUCKING ENERGY was trying to CONTROL her!
She finally reached the patio door and was surprised to hear the sounds of wild lovemaking coming from her own bedroom! Her super vision made the walls seem to melt away before her, her eyes sparkling as she saw Chris and Laura making very athletic love in her own bed!
As usual, the sliding glass door was open, Fairchild certainly never having a concern about intruders. She hesitated in the open doorway for a moment, the Orgone surging wildly in her still glowing breasts, but the urgent need it created finally forced her onward, impelling her to intrude on this intimate scene. Walking through the door to the darkened bedroom, her brightly glowing breasts lit the room with a faint glow. Her remarkable eyes adjusted instantly to the gloom, quickly following Laura’s massively strong arms downward to see that she was grasping Chris’ big cock with both hands, holding his body in mid-air by just his organ, her lips surrounding the head of it!
*
Laura was thrilled to be making it with Chris again. Despite having made love more than a dozen times this morning alone, he was still as big and as hard as when they had started! She breathed a silent prayer of thanks to Fairchild, her amazing mutagenic hormones having done wonders for this part of Chris’s body: his physical endowments were now halfway between a Terran and a Velorian, and the flesh she held in her hands was easily as firm as a Kryptonian’s!
Despite the fact that she had always been athletic and had sought out only athletic lovers, she had never had a sensual workout like this one! Most importantly, for the first time since her transformation, she had not had to restrain herself in the least when embracing a guy. Chris’ invulnerable body met all the incredible demands of her own super body.
She still winced when she thought back to the evening she had spent with an old flame of hers. His body was still in traction at the local hospital, his broken back and partially crushed pelvis slowly healing! He was going to be OK, but it would be a long recovery. She visited him in the hospital as often as she could, but he seemed to get very nervous when she moved too closely to him.
No, the time Chris had spent with Fairchild had certainly not been wasted -, his unique skills for making love to Velorian women were now well practiced, the one uniquely invulnerable and unbelievably dramatic part of his body serving them both far beyond the point where his unenhanced human muscles failed him.
Her thoughts came back to the present as she suddenly realized that she was squeezing that wonderful part of his body with a grip that had easily crushed those chrome steel barbells earlier, yet she still felt no give in him! A thrilling sensation came up from her strong hands, her entire body tingling wildly as she felt how his body was now made of something much harder than mere steel! Besides, the throbbing she felt beneath her hands told her that he was almost ready for her again.
She suddenly gasped and began moaning loudly herself as his busy tongue starting to spread her nether lips apart once again. her thoughts suddenly moved to the cracked granite slab beneath the bed, the one on shock absorbers. She desperately hoped it would hold together for at least one more round of lovemaking.
*
Trembling in great need from the Orgone infection, Fair knew that she couldn’t just stand here and watch them. She had to have Chris’ attentions herself, and she had to have it now! Without saying a word, Fair walked forward and used her star-born strength to grasp Laura’s shoulders and lift the surprised woman up, planning to put her down on the floor while she joined Chris herself.
She was more than a little surprised, therefore, when it was Chris that landed on the floor. He yelped as Laura dropped him and began strongly resisting her, smiling as she wrapped her arms behind Fairchild’s neck. The muscles on Laura’s own arms flexed this time, growing massively in both size and strength as they slowly pulled a surprised and unprepared Fairchild toward her until their soft lips met, and Laura’s tongue began telling Fair how much she had missed her.
Fair could not hold back now, and her arms flexed strongly, pulling Laura to her with a strength that no Terran could resist - even a Terran as remarkable as Laura. She felt a surge of passion as their bodies neared, their breasts finally touching almost nipple to nipple, a sudden and shocking explosion of greenish energy lighting their soft chests as Orgone energy began violently discharging from Fair’s body to Laura’s!
The discharge created a great deal of heat, and sweat vaporized from Laura’s moist skin, starting at her pronounced nipples and moving across her chest, this type of laser-enhanced Orgone discharge being very thermally energetic. Both women moaned in pleasure as their soft lips melted against each others. Fair struggled mightily to maintain control over her Orgone-enhanced passions, fearful that she could still hurt Laura if she wasn’t restrained, expecting to receive kisses that were soft and delicate.
What she wasn’t expecting was to feel Laura’s full lips pressing against hers with literally thousands of pounds of pressure, her tongue darting out to part her lips and tickle her teeth, and to energetically meet her own sensitive tongue!
Fair was a very smart woman, and her unique genetics made her very adaptable, so her mind was rarely surprised for long. It took her only moments to realize that something was truly different about Laura, and she didn’t have to hold back any more. Her upper body exploded in response to that delightful thought as her characteristic super muscles flexed, and both remarkable women were suddenly embracing each other with strength that could easily bend the thickest steel bars!
Chris was amused and more than a little hot as he watched these two beautiful superwomen embrace and kiss. The surprised look on Fair’s face, her blue eyes opening wide as Laura hugged her with her newfound strength, almost made him laugh. He could tell that Fair was reacting dramatically to her sudden discovery of Laura’s new powers, her body hesitating for only a few seconds before she returned Laura’s embrace with the same enthusiasm.
His own body groaned with building need as he watched these two gorgeous blondes embracing, the sight of their remarkable muscles flexing and then relaxing, again and again, the view of their athletic powers contrasting with the image of their soft breasts pressing together - the vision began to drive him crazy! His own unique appreciation of Fair’s powers exploded once again, his adoration for her strength almost beyond his control as he knew from experience that steel would have turned molten from the pressure Fair’s flexed upper body was applying to Laura as they rubbed their deceptively soft-looking breasts together.
Fair’s powerful thighs rubbed Laura’s equally dramatic legs, their lower abs touching as a burst of steam rose from the contact, the friction proving more dramatic than the growing moisture there could withstand. Fair gasped loudly as Laura’s kisses traveled down the contours of her neck, following her strong pronounced tendons downward. Laura’s hands reached up to grasp Fairchild’s breasts, fondling her gently at first, then harder and harder until it was almost painfully exciting for Fair!
No longer able to resist the Orgone influence, the forces on her breasts beyond anything she had felt except from her own or Kara’s hands, Fair collapsed backward onto the bed, muscles suddenly and uncharacteristically relaxed, allowing Laura to take control of her body. Allowing her to make love to her!
Laura gasped in pleasure as Fair stopped resisting her: Fair had always been so dominant in their lovemaking before. She suddenly found herself in erotic control of the most powerful woman in the universe, and an incredible rush of power spread through her entire body. She almost fainted from pure pleasure and from the Orgone infusion she had just received. Possibilities lay before her that she had never had before!
She heard Chris gasp in appreciation when she lifted Fair up in the air again by her breasts alone, one hand then sliding down between Fair’s legs, spreading her nether lips apart while easing two fingers deeply inside of her. Alternating between gently fondling her breast and then squeezing it with all of her newfound strength, she began moving her other hand faster and faster, two fingers moving in and out of Fair while using her thumb and forefinger to grasp Fairchild’s clit with literally thousands of pounds of force. Despite not knowing much about Orgone energy, she could feel the electric tension and energy in the room, and easily sensed Fair’s unusual needs. She knew as only one woman could know another that Fair needed her help, needed to be taken to the climactic heights that only she and Chris could provide!
To Chris’ eyes, Laura’s hands became a blur of motion as her arm muscles expanded into the most incredible muscular display he had witnessed yet, Laura’s body seeming to grow even larger than ever before from the expansion of her more than human muscles.
“If only the world’s bodybuilders could see this,” he thought to himself, a chuckle barely suppressed.
He was mesmerized by the two of them as he watched them intently, knowing his body could add little to their current passion, his physical abilities so much less than these two supergirls. He was surprised to notice that both women’s breasts were glowing slightly green, startling discharges of the same color occasionally arcing between their bodies, something he had never seen before!
He was delighted, therefore, when Fair suddenly arched her back and cried out as orgasm after orgasm started to overcome her, her body flowing into a continuous spasm of pleasure, one climax linking directly to the next!
Laura’s own climax came much later, yet the Orgone energy made it impossible for her to remain completely in control. An energy-induced orgasm finally ripped though her body, starting a sequence of continuous climaxes that were beyond any conscious control she could maintain, and a white heat filled her mind as she lost all control of her body.
For over ten minutes the two of them kept up the frantic pace, dozens of screaming orgasms ripping from their bodies, gradually synchronizing until Chris could not stand it no longer. He had to walk over and join them.
Laura was barely conscious of her surroundings now, yet she did see Chris approach, his body obviously very excited, suddenly knowing that Fair needed him more than she did. She gradually lowered Fairchild’s uncontrolled body onto the floor, having no way of knowing that the Orgone energy that had now entered her body would affect her somewhat differently than it affected Fair. She didn’t know that her Arion genetics would make her dramatically stronger as she became aroused from Orgone. Yet unlike a true Arion, her Terran blood was also reacting to the Orgone energy, allowing her to retain a measure of control, preventing the mindless passion so characteristic of an Orgone-infused Arion from taking complete and final control of her body.
All she knew for sure was that never in her life had she felt so turned on, a strange, almost overpowering urge to dominate her partners growing inside her. She growled a wordless oath in a language she did not understand, and tightly held Fair’s firm hips while lifting her up and spreading her long legs for Chris to enter. Fair, desperately needing Chris inside her, spread herself even wider, wrapping her heels around Chris’ body as he came closer.
Chris was thrilled, and wrapping his arms around Fair, used all of his strength as he found he was barely able to penetrate her, her labial muscles not as relaxed as normal, her body already accustomed to Laura’s strong fingers. Laura smiled as she saw his difficulty, and reached behind Chris to grab his firm ass in one hand, Fair’s shapely glutes in her other, and her incredible chest muscles flexed as she unleashed all of her new powers; she pressed their bodies together, forcing Chris to penetrate the depths of her own femme lover, completing the sexual union that the two of them so desired. Hearing both of them cry out in pleasure aroused Laura even more, her upper body surging with her new-found abilities!
Gasping in sudden uncontrollable pleasure, Fairchild opened her eyes to see Laura’s golden bush and tight firm ass pressing against Chris’ face as she forced her own sex down against Fairchild’s lips. Fairchild bent her upper body backward, her body as flexible as it was strong, and reached up with her strong hands to grab Laura’s firm hips, pulling her tighter against her face, and it now became Laura’s turn to cry out, Fairchild’s tongue opening her wonderfully moist nether lips.
Laura trapped Fairchild’s head with her strong thighs, her arousal-enhanced strength now at its peak; her arms pulled Fair’s head against her sex as her massive thighs closed, burying Fair’s head between steely muscles that only a Velorian could resist!
The Orgone energy now began a circuit, traveling though Chris, exiting him deeply inside Fair, running through Fair’s body to deeply enter Laura’s sex, then back out through Laura’s tongue and back to Chris. The consumption of Orgone maximized during each orgasm as these three friends slowly and intimately burned it from Fair’s and Laura’s bodies.
They made love continuously for the next four hours, Chris crying out in pleasure uncounted times, finally going soft as he and Laura went down on Fair together, both of them using tongue and fingers to pleasure her. The evil green energy burned rapidly from her body, burned by the only thing that consumed Orgone energy: a wild sexual orgasm!
Their sustained and uncontrolled cries of pleasure eventually broke every window in the house before they finally collapsed, the green energy finally totally burned from Fair’s body, and the three lovers lay exhausted in each other’s arms, gently kissing, watching the beautiful Hawaiian sunrise that lit the sky.
It had now been a few days since Kara had left to go to the mainland and Chris was growing very concerned about her, having heard nothing from her since she had arrived in LA on the promotional tour for her upcoming movie.
Chris92' contacts at the New Woman, Fairchild’s LA fitness modeling firm (really just a cover for her secret operation that fought against the Arions - Shhh!) had also heard nothing from Kara. The last report had described how she had walked off with two very large men at the conclusion of the publicity event in LA. Nothing had been heard from her since then.
Fair, Laura and Chris were now laying by the pool, Laura describing the exercise session she had just completed in Fair’s special Gravimetric gym, the weight settings lower than Fair’s but a bit more than Kara had used the last time she was here. They were debating the best way to curl the 100-ton dumbbells, one arm at a time or both together.
Chris looked at the two of them thoughtfully, finally suggesting that Fair and Laura should think about training each other in ways other than simply lifting weights. He figured that Laura could teach Fairchild something about martial arts, while Fairchild could teach Laura how to make the best use of her incredible strength. He knew that the ability to fully deploy such dramatic strength was a lot harder than it looked.
His suggestion started an excited conversation that went on for hours. The sun had almost set on the other side of the house when the phone rang, the Ops Center in LA calling with an urgent message. The mood changed dramatically when Chris put it on the speaker, and all of them heard the horrible description of Kara’s death at the hands of some Arions!
Fair didn’t hesitate, breaking even her own speed records flying to the mainland to search for Kara and for the Arions responsible. She searched the reported area for many hours, her final sad discovery simply that of a few ashes in a warehouse, her super vision confirming that they were indeed the remains of Kara’s body! (See Adventures of Aurora, Chapter 17)
The next few days were hard for all of them as they mourned the death of their friend Kara at the hands of Arions. Their own private memorial service was the only acknowledgment of the departure of this unusual girl from this life. The service was attended by the three people who truly knew Kara, all of them unique beings in their own rights. A young female native-born Velorian Protector, a slightly older woman whose genes were a hybrid of Velorian, Arion and Terran, and a middle-aged man, his genes mostly Terran with a slight but very significant influence from Velor. They silently recalled the young and enthusiastic girl who so much wanted to be the planet’s Supergirl and Protector, a girl who had never had the chance to mature into the beautiful woman that both her genes and her wonderful intellect foretold. A girl lost forever to this world, or so these three people believed this day as they stood on the rim of a Hawaiian volcano, casting the few remaining ashes of Kara Matthews, aka Supergirl, into the bubbling lava.
The next two months were also very tough for all of them. Fairchild and Laura trained together daily, and Chris threw himself into his work like a crazed man, vowing to himself that he would find a way that he could help in this fight, finally understanding how dangerous the Arions really were.
At times, visions of Kara’s broken body haunted him. The eye-witness description of how her body had been slowly crushed before being incinerated made him wildly furious at some times, despondent at others. He remembered their tender intimacies out on the island and had recently started taking the boat out alone to sit and reflect on his memories of her as he lay beside their shared pool, listening to the waterfall and trying to remember everything possible about her.
He knew he could have made a difference if only he had been there, yet he had naïvely assumed that a Velorian’s invulnerability and powers were absolute! He had never realized that even Supergirl was vulnerable to some forces, especially the ancient magical ones that were practiced by the Elders and their spawn.
He knew that Fair and Laura both felt the same way, and their long talks often lasted all night as they tried to envision forces that could have destroyed the gorgeous young woman named Supergirl. Forces that could also destroy them!
Laura’s temper was barely under control, wanting to immediately revenge Kara, to find some Arions to destroy, to even the score. But Fair restrained her, convincing her that she had to become very familiar with her new strengths to be able to truly help, and to prevent herself from becoming a victim as well.
So it was during that month and the next that several small deserted isles off Hawaii were nearly totally destroyed. Fair kept Laura well away from other people as she explored the full extent out her new strengths and powers. Laura even learned to fly gracefully under Fair’s guidance, her Velorian genes proving adequate as they grew more and more numerous in her body, encouraged from her continual intimate hormonal contact with Fairchild!
While his super ladies (as he thought of Fair and Laura) trained, Chris used New Woman’s extensive network of models and intelligence agents to help Fairchild fight her war! The New Woman had become a successful company during the preceding months, the fitness modeling business taking off everywhere. Their far-flung network’s models were also becoming ever more accomplished intelligence agents as they gathered a wealth of information about the Arions. Unfortunately, the Arions also moved around a lot, each location usually abandoned before the people at the Ops Center learned of its location and could direct Fairchild to it.
Chris also began a campaign to gather favor with many top scientists and high ranking people in a variety of technology companies, often asking Aurora or Laura to fly off to assist some company or individual in achieving some goal that only they could accomplish with their powers.
In fact, his intelligence network had lately produced several reports which caught his eye, including a growing volume of information on missing young models, some from the New Woman itself. Yet they had still not located a major Arion site, at least not while it was still occupied. Strangely enough, it was at a model’s convention in San Francisco that he got his first really big break.
*
Chris was attending the convention, bored to death, waiting for his turn to speak about the growth of the fitness modeling industry so that he could get back to work. He wandered aimlessly around the convention center hallways, finally ending up in an unused portion of the hotel, the site of some ongoing construction. To his surprise he found that he was not alone: two people stood at the end of the poorly lightly hallway. He paused. Something about the stiff way they stood sent a warning to Chris as he pressed himself against the wall. Watching more closeley, he noticed that the woman looked scared as the man took a step forward, acting as if he was shielding her from something.
Chris was about to move to help them when he was shocked to see a huge man stepping out of the shadows, his voice greeting the two strangers in a strange accent that sounded like broken English with a strong French and Russian accent. Shocked, Chris realized that he must be an Arion Prime! The intelligence reports had often described how these beings sounded as they attempted to speak Terran languages! It was also very apparent that the Arion was giving orders - very stern orders!
Chris waited silently in the shadows, then followed the couple back down the hall after the Arion Prime finally left them. He was startled when they stepped out into the light. He realized that he actually knew this couple, it was Martin and his wife Sue, people he knew from a competing modeling firm!
He had always liked the two of them, and if his business had allowed him the time they might have become friends. He knew that their own small business was growing more successful as they become the agents for more and more models, their firm specializing in private fitness showings for wealthy clients. He had always considered them to be honest but fair competitors, but now it looked like they were either Arions or agents of Arions!
Chris watched the couple carefully with narrowed eyes, Sue whispering urgently into Martin’s ear before she suddenly started crying. The words were barely audible to Chris’ enhanced hearing.
“What are we going to do Martin? What he asks of us is terrible. We can’t do this, it isn’t fair, we live here too and these are our own girls. They trust us!”
Martin hugged his wife, equally appalled at the order from the Prime. “There is nothing else we can do, Sue. He knows where we live, about our kids, about everything! We’re trapped. You heard what he said he would do to little Jimmy!”
Chris listened to their anguished discussion for a while, hearing the hopelessness in their voices and in their plans, realizing that they must have been asked to do something truly terrible to be this troubled. He decided that he had to intervene.
“You are not quite helpless,” he said loudly as he stepped out of the shadows, seeing their heads whip around to look at him with terrified looks on their faces!
Chris didn’t really have a plan, but he knew that this was a chance of a lifetime to infiltrate the Arion network, if these two only would agree to work with him. He looked around to make sure they were alone as he quickly guided them down another corridor, winding up in a quiet corner of a bar. Taking a deep breath, fully aware of the risk he was taking, he began explaining about Aurora and her mission, describing how she could help them. In exchange he wanted them to teach him the Arion language and to inform him of the Arions’ plans.
Martin looked at Sue, his longtime partner and wife. She was still lovely even after all this time, her energetic alien metabolism aging her more slowly than a Terran woman, despite having raised two kids. She had never been very good at keeping her emotions hidden from him and he knew she was now very worried and very scared. Yet this man, Chris Frandel, offered them their first real hope in two years. He decided to be equally open with him.
“Funny,” he told Chris “we don’t even think of ourselves by our real Arion names any more. After 20 years on this planet, I think we now are more Terran than Arion, at least in our thoughts. Twenty years ago it sounded so simple: we were Betas that had been trained to become deep cover agents, learning how to control the governments of Earth. But something went wrong, Chris, and we were not contacted like we should have been.
“What we recently discovered was that shortly after the shuttle set us down here, the Velorian protector living here on Earth destroyed it, a woman named Kassandra. The shuttle’s distress signal was received by a technician who was desperate for promotion. Knowing the shuttle was destroyed, he simply assumed all hands were lost. Wanting to show how he could save valuable memory space in the ship’s computer, he erased all the data from the computer including the secret code and its key for our signals. Without that key, the ship’s computer did not even recognize us when we tried to contact them later.
“It took years before anyone noticed what he had done and then it was put into a routine investigation queue by the person who discovered it. Years later the data was finally analyzed and it was discovered that the shuttle had actually left us on the planet before it was destroyed. So here we are, nineteen years later, suddenly being reactivated!
“To say that we are less than thrilled is a great understatement. In Arion society, only Primes can own property, and we Betas are clearly second class citizens. Imagine how surprised we were when we learned that here on Earth we could own property, be masters of our own lives, and have the freedom to decide our own destiny. Now, after all these years, we own a $500,000 house, have become respectable members of our community, are self-employed as modeling agents. We own a small models for hire firm in LA as you know. Up until a year ago life was good, and our children are our pride and joy - Jennifer is 13 now and Jimmy is 12. We had actually stopped thinking about ourselves as Arions and had become instead, Americans.
“At first, after the Arions contacted us again, we planned to just run away, to just find some place to hide. To go back to the Arion lifestyle was no longer acceptable to us, the thought of the constant tension, the cruelty and violence: it was unthinkable! We were, in fact, nearly ready to flee when this Prime showed up at our house, somehow fully aware of our plans, threatening the kids, promising to do horrible and disgusting things to Jenny and Jimmy! We found we had no choice except to comply, do his bidding, and to fulfill the mission that we had originally been sent here for.
“At first the missions they assigned us were distasteful but bearable - simple spy jobs on politicians, gathering background information that could be used to blackmail people. But now the missions have been changed. In fact, we have just been asked to contact two other agents that are currently supplying the R&R ship with Terran sex slaves! The other agents are due to leave soon and we are to replace them. Yet neither of us can stand the thought of selling women into slavery, knowing the death sentence that it is for Terran women to be among Arion males, and especially powerful Prime males! Do you have any idea how they die?
“However, we can’t bear the alternative either, that of them taking our kids from us to raise in the ‘Arion Way’!”
“How would you two like to switch sides?” Chris ventured. “Maybe my friends and I can truly make you disappear if everything works out. I do have some pretty powerful friends, not least among them my girlfriend, the current Velorian Protector of Earth, Aurora!”
The thought of a Velorian Protector finding out about them was a chilling thought. Protectors usually struck first and asked questions later. They knew that as a group, Protectors had long ago subscribed to the policy that the only good Arion was a dead Arion. Prime or Beta, it made no difference. The long war between Aria and Velor had created a rift filled with too many personal tragedies for them to easy cross it.
Yet it is often said that desperate people grasp at straws, Martin and Sue quickly proving to be no exception. They quickly decided, seemingly grateful for a chance to help Terra, to turn their backs on the cruelty of their own race, to feel hope once again for the first time in the past year. They thus began enthusiastic efforts on behalf of Earth, their adoptive planet, working closely with Chris, hopeful that he could truly free them from Aria for good!
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