1. THE VIRUS. CHAPTER THREE


    Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: BDSM, Mature, Taboo, Author: crazyxxxcash, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    stationed in orbit above us that may have been up there since man climbed out of the trees.” “And now it’s trying to wipe us out?” “That is the assumption, Colonel.” “So we blow it the fuck up then!” “That, my dear Colonel, might not be wise.” “Why not?” “It’s likely connected to and feeding information back to its creators. If we destroy it, they might deem it an act of war and then we may find ourselves facing an alien armada.” “So we just let it kill us?” “The disease is loosed already, Colonel. We can’t stop that, and destroying the satellite probe isn’t going to stop it. But at least now I think we know what happened to the sub and our satellites. And that thing takes about 98 minutes to make an orbit…so the next time we do something, we’ll know when to do it without the Knight capping our asses.” “Hrmph!” The Colonel grunted, clearly not satisfied with the information he’d received. “Don’t Colonel…don’t shoot it down…not yet. It’s not even likely to work. It’ll zap any incoming missile before it gets off the launch pad. You’re a bee sniping at a giant. You can plant your sting, but it’s just wasted effort until you can get close to his eye.” “Find me an eye, Doctor,” the Colonel ordered as he closed the door and disappeared. Captain Bowman had been sitting quietly. “You’re not going to tell them are you?” “I don’t know if I should,” Miles admitted. “If we’re being culled, we’ll survive…we’ll start again.” “But we have no way of knowing unless we can communicate with it ...
    and it’s not going to just send us an instagram or an email, man.” “If this thing has been here all along…if it’s what wiped out the dinosaurs…what made room for us…then maybe they’re far more smarter than us. Maybe we shouldn’t question their motives or actions. You realize if this thing’s creators are that ancient, they may not even be on the same developmental level as us.” She snorted. “You’re worried you’re pissing with the gods, right?” “What do you think we should do, Captain?” Miles for once, looked honestly perplexed. “If they made us…then they’re responsible for our drive to survive. So we do what they made us to do. We fight like motherfuckers,” she stated without the slightest waiver in her voice or attitude. “This might even be a test of some nature…to see if we will fight.” That thought had not crossed his mind. Mankind was on the verge of overpopulation…environmental collapse and also standing on the edge of transcending our own mortality by merging with machines. Tack that onto our plans to begin colonizing Mars…and it made for an interesting turning point in human development. Perhaps we were being tested…or maybe judged. If we passed, perhaps they’d welcome us to the universe. But when you didn’t even know what the questions were, how could you give the right answers? The Captain was right. When in doubt, fight. Would they honestly expect humans to go down without fighting? Surely if they were that advanced, they would understand human motives. “Go get the ...