1. Retired - Chapter Nine – Vengeance is Mine


    Date: 11/15/2014, Categories: Science-Fiction, Author: Brootforce, Rating: 89.3, Source: sexstories.com

    fuck out of here!” The flight back to the palace was bumpy. The pilot was new to the base and kept looking back to see me. I was sitting on the edge of the door with my feet hanging out. I had my shirt bound around my shoulder. And above all else, I looked pissed. I dropped to the ground before the shuttle could land completely. I started to walk towards the palace. On the ground in front of me, a battledroid was severely damaged. It tried to point its weapon at me. I shot it through the brainpan without comment. As I stepped to the front door, I put my hand on the recognition plate a soldier held out. Their sniffer went off like an alarm clock. I was covered in dust and particles that registered as explosives. “Sir, we need to get you to a decontamination shower.” “I have to check on the emperor.” “Sir, the emperor’s door is sealed and he will not open it.” “Good, what is the status of the crown princess?” “She is in your room with the lady Lizell and Makeal. They all have guns pointed down the hallway and are refusing to let anyone approach.” I smiled to myself. “Let’s go get me decontaminated.” I turned and walked back towards the shuttle. I was taken to the base hospital where I was subject to a rather embarrassing decontamination shower. Then a doctor insisted on working on my shoulder. The wound was a through and through and it would just take some time to heal. He placed a dermal regeneration bandage on it and then declared me free to leave. It had been six hours ...
    since I left the palace. “Status, Grand Marshal,” I said to Angel as I walked up. “The palace grounds are secure. The royal family and guests are in the dining area waiting for you. I am under orders from Prince Drake, to bring his unca to him as soon as you get here.” “Then by all means, lead on.” I was led to the dining room where, my family was sitting and drinking coffee. Little Drake was the first one to see me. “Unca Drake!”, he yelled, and came running towards me. I caught him with my left arm as he leaped into the air. I quickly regretted it. “You need to learn how to not get shot at,” Robert said with a smile. “I expected a report from you a couple hours ago.” “My apologies, your majesty, I was detained by a decontamination shower and a doctor who thought my wound needed treatment.” Robert chuckled. I tuned to face Daniel. “I am afraid I was compelled to test drive your new racing bike, your highness. It performed very well until it exploded from a spin out. Those Hybold engines never could stand excessive contra G-forces. I owe you a new bike.” “Did you get the bastard?”, Daniel asked, getting a look from his mother due to his language. “Yes, your highness, Daria’s headman sends his regrets but he will no longer be able to attend any functions of any kind.” “Good! We can call it even on the bike then.” “You are gracious, your highness.” “You can give us all the lurid details later,” Robert said, motioning me to my seat. “Breakfast should be out soon.” I sat down in my ...
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