Lost Empire 87 - Sex Stories

Lost Empire 87

... Mother, I am starting to see a few anomalies, sixty-five, transfer slowing. Now at seventy," suddenly alarms were going off. "Warning, Warning, transfer has stopped at seventy-three percent."

"Adjust antibodies, a hundred ccs more," Mary said.

"What the hell is...," Hartwell said, then his eyes started to roll back into his head. "Don't stop Mary, don't you dare stop! Together or not at all." Hartwell was immediately unconscious, as was Bee a moment later.

"Mary! She needs more of what's in his blood. Hurry, we're losing both of them!" Derrick was yelling.

Johnathon was moving as fast as he could, " I am still not getting a response from her. Prime has also stopped responding."

A moment later, both of them stopped breathing. "NO!" They heard from across the room as Lucie came flying to Hartwell's side as she started to push on his chest. "Don't you DARE die on me! You saved me, you can't die!" This time she brought both hands together in a huge fist as she struck his chest.

Mary and Johnathon turned to stare at Lucie as they heard Johnathon's and Bee's hearts beat for a minute. Then they both stopped again.

Derrick was rapidly running scenarios through his brain, then shouted, "shock him Mary. Start at 200 joules."

"Won't that," Mary started, then nodded, "applying electric shock."

Hartwell's body jumped, then to their surprise so did Bee's. "Does he have a normal rhythm?" Derrick asked.

"So far, though, if we can't adjust both of them, we will ...

... lose them. The last thing we did has Hartwell at seventy-nine. We need another six or seven percent before they respond on their own," Johnathon said.

Lucie had collapsed on the floor not too far away. She was whispering to herself, "don't you die Brother, don't you dare."

Derrick was sweating bullets, with everything that had happened, this was the second worst recently. The loss of Brown, no matter how brave his sacrifice, was still weighing heavy on Derrick.

He looked beside himself at Gunther and his daughter Shelly. So much was going on, with no time to alleviate any of them.

A voice beside him broke him out of his thoughts. "Mary, look over the cure that Shelly provided you, I think perhaps the answer might lie there," Empress Shelby said.

Mary nodded, then did as Shelby said. A look of surprise came to her features. "I have found the missing element," Mary said.

Immediately after injecting Bee, Hartwell's medical readings started to rise. A mere ten minutes later, his eyes opened.

Hartwell tried to sit up, then fell back, turning his eyes to Lucie. "You did it again, didn't you?" Turning to Johnathon, Hartwell asked, "how many are broken?"

"Johnnie!" Lucie shouted, "I thought you had died, again. Please don't do this anymore. Once was bad enough; this was far worse."

"I am seeing one broken, three fractured ribs and your sternum is bruised, as is your chest," Johnathon said.

An unexpected voice on the other side of Hartwell sighed, "I can ...