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Lost Empire 87
Date: 5/6/2024, Categories: Science-Fiction , Alien, Non-Erotic, Violence Author: pars001, Source: sexstories.com
0001 - Tempro 0003 - Conner- Thomas 0097 - Ace - Zimmel 0098 - Lucy 0101 - Shelby (mother ship) 0125 - Lars 0130 - Gillese 0200 - Ellen 0250 - Tendra 0301 - Rodrick 0403 - Johnathon 0505 - Craig 0660 - Realla 0778 - Jan 0798 - Celeste - Shelby (human) 0805 - Toran 0808 - Radella 0881 - Handrax 0908 - Tara - Mara 1000 - Sherry -------------------------- Ungrown - unnumbered ------------------------ 0100 - Derry (father ship) Rescued from Tendraxians so far ----------------------- 2 on Shelby both in re-gen 8 on Lucy -------------------------------- Known and OR numbered ------------------------------- 0501 - Thaddeus ???? - Lena --------------------------- missing - 0667 - Marco 0999 - Zan - still lost ---------------------------------------- Risen cursed as the ship started going further and further off course. "Try to stabilize the damn ship," he yelled above the engine strain. "Unable to comply, one of the stabilizing fins has been damaged. At the moment, control is ninety-nine percent impossible. Preset acceleration out of orbit must cycle through before control is re-established," the computer said. Risen was pissed, those damn Xetherans, he had half a mind to destroy the rest of them. Hell, one continent wasn't going to be enough, no, more had to die for this offence. A look at the readings showed that he wasn't even near the damn planet. A growl ...
... escaped his lips as he fought to gain control. The only problem was that everything he did had no effect. "We are now bouncing off the atmosphere. At present speed we won't regain control for fifty-nine minutes," the computer said. "Damn it!" Risen growled as he watched the planet grow smaller and smaller as the ship started to gain speed. It was at that moment that he realized that the ship was spinning. "We're out of orbit, stabilize the damn ship!" Risen was almost screaming. "Now bringing correcting thrusters online. Spin has been corrected, speed has now decreased," the ship A.I. said. Risen was staring at the displays, where in the hell was the planet? "Alright damnit! Where is the Xetheran Planet?" "The planet in question is several days' travel from our present location," the A.I. replied. "What! You piece of shit, you better start explaining before I gut your circuits," Risen was growling. "We were flung out of orbit at a high accelerated rate. Distance is still increasing, though with more control, that is slowing," the A.I. said. "Good, effect what repairs you can. Make for the planet with all haste. Will we have full systems when we arrive?" Risen asked. "At present, we should have all weapons, all drives except trans-warp. Trans-warp should be eighty-five percent upon arrival. Shields are the only system that will take longer. They are at fifty-five percent, upon arrival they should be at seventy percent," the A.I. said. An evil ...