Dyzon_Warriors Of Ition

by Maia Starr

  “No one knows what kind of energy. It is a mystery to all. There are words that say it is a source of power, one that could provide energy to fuel a large destroyer ship forever. There are some that say it is not that type of energy at all; some say it is magical energy.”

  “And how would one tap into this energy?”

  “That, I do not know. That is a great mystery. I have never been fortunate enough to even see the copper sphere.”

  “What else?”

  “There is only one other thing that I know about the copper sphere; that it is ancient and was taken from a planet that no longer exists. It is said that it erupted when it moved too close to the sun. But that it is that sun's energy that is trapped in the copper sphere. That is all that I know.”

  “If you are to come across anything concerning the copper sphere, keep it. I will check in with you again, no matter what it is. If you hear of ancient texts that speak of the copper sphere, write down the name, I will want to know. This is for your future troubles in that respect,” I said as I put down more coins on the table. He nodded. I stood up and left the dark room back into the alley. Now I wanted to get back on the ship more than ever. I didn't know just how valuable that copper sphere was until now. I needed to go find out for myself. I needed to play with it.

  I put my palm against the door of my living quarters on my ship. It opened. I walked in. Gina was not there. I felt panic. I could not lose her. I could not have her running around in that city; she would be captured. I took two wide steps to the bed. I saw the chain. I realized that it led to the washroom. I felt relief wash over me.

  That was new, the panic. I never felt panic. But suddenly the thought of her being gone made me feel all kinds of frustration.

  Then, I heard the water running: the shower. I couldn't help myself. It was too tempting. I followed the chain into the washroom. There she was behind the glass, naked and wet. Her hands were in her blond hair washing it, making her perky breast stick out. Her nipples were hard; the water dripped off of them. I felt the warmth flow through my body. my mouth watered. I was turned on, more than I could ever imagine as I looked at her beautiful pale naked body so small and vulnerable.

  “Ah!” she screamed as she turned and saw me. She covered her breasts with one arm and her soft triangle of curls between her thighs with the other hand.

  I leaned my shoulder on the doorway, smiling. “I had to make sure that you did not run away.”

  “Get out!”

  Are you sure that is what you want me to do? Or do you want me to join you, touch you, kiss you the way I kissed you before?”

  The shock fell from her face. She was quiet. She was thinking about it, that was surprising. Then she quietly said, “I am sure. Get out.”

  I smiled. It was just as well, but I gave myself the enjoyment of looking at her body up and down. Then I turned and walked out.

  I went to the office area of my living quarters and pulled the box containing the copper sphere out of my safe. I opened it. It seemed to be a normal sphere, just rather large and copper. I picked it up and held it in my hands. One hand on top and one on the bottom. Then I closed my eyes and summoned Ition strength.

  Suddenly I could feel a light. I opened my eyes and saw that the sphere was glowing, extraordinary. It was responding to Ition strength. There was definitely something more to this. I did not know what it was. But I needed to find out before I gave it to the Commander Reiq Jos.

  Chapter Nine

  Dr. Gina Gonzales

  When Dyzon stood there staring at me while I was naked in the shower, something came over me. At first, I was startled and shouted at him, but the way he leaned against the doorway with that cocky grin made me want him. I was naked and feeling desirable because of the way his eyes moved over me. Damn, he was hot. The hot water was dripping over me, and I couldn’t speak for what felt like a good full minute. I stood there contemplating whether or not to allow him to join me, to fuck me. Then my senses came back to me.

  I told him to get out. He just looked at me as though he knew that it wasn’t what I really wanted. It was infuriating that he knew that about me. I turned off the shower and stepped out. Shit, my flight suit was on the chain in the room. I couldn’t take it off right because of the ankle chain, so I had pushed it down my body and down the chain and left it there. I grabbed a drying cloth and wrapped it around me. I would have to go into the other room like this. I could hear noises, so I knew that Dyzon was still there. I slowly stepped out.

  He was in his office. I tiptoed to the bed realizing it was a lost effort because the chain made a lot of noise.

  “Gina?” I heard him say.

  “I’m just going to get dressed! Don’t come in!” I shouted. But it was too late. He came out of his office and looked at me. As soon as he saw the wet cloth around my body, he gave me that cocky grin again. He looked at me for a long time. I felt turned on by his look. This dark, mysterious alien was making love to me with his eyes, and I felt every single inch of it.

  “I couldn’t get the flight suit off with the ankle chain,” I said trying to break his sensual gaze as I pointed at my flight suit on the chain.

  He laughed and walked over to me. “Would you like me to help you?”

  “No! It’s fine, don’t,” I said getting nervous as he came toward me since I only had the cloth around me. I could not have him put on my flight suit for me.

  Then the ankle clamp suddenly came loose.

  “Oh, yes, thank you. I thought you meant you were going to… nevermind.” I grabbed the flight suit from the chain and walked back to the washroom and closed the door. I felt so dumb. Of course he was going to just undo the clamp, why did I think he was going to put my flight suit on me? I quickly got dressed and used the cloth to dry my hair. Finally, I walked back into the room. I poured myself a cup of water and looked at Dyzon.

  “How was your leave from the ship?” I asked.

  “It was... satisfying,” he grinned at me.

  I narrowed my eyes at him and huffed in frustration. I knew exactly what he meant by that. He was talking about the prostitutes. Just thinking of him with them made me angry and I was having a harder and harder time hiding it.

  “Does that not please you? I thought you would like it when I am not here with you,” he said.

  “I don’t care what you do,” I said.

  “I have a hard time believing you, human,” he said. “Now if you will move back to the bed I have to chain you again,” he said.

  “What? Why? You are leaving me again?” I said. I couldn’t believe it. He was going back for more!

  He laughed. “No, I am just going to take a shower, and I do not trust you in here alone since you have proven you can escape,” he said.

  “Oh, I see…” I said feeling embarrassed. “Fine,” I said as I grabbed the bottle of liquor and cup and walked to the bed and sat down. “You can make me your prisoner again, Ition.”

  He restrained a smile. He walked over to me. He wasn’t going to use Ition strength to put on the ankle chain. He bent down and grabbed it. He put my foot on his knee. I looked at his dark eyes. My breathing grew rapid. He clamped the ankle clamp around my ankle. It was foreplay.

  He stood up and took off his uniform. I just sat there staring at him. Then he moved away from me. I watched his strong, topless form move. He was perfect. He set the uniform on the bench and walked into the washroom. I swallowed hard. He closed the door. I sighed. My mouth had watered watching him. I was glad that he had closed the door because I probably would have joined him otherwise. I poured a cup of the strong liquor and sat back on the bed putting my back against the wall and waited.

  I did not like where my mind was going. I was losing myself. I was a woman of the doctors and scientists! My existence for the last few years had been training to fight these cruel aliens when the time came, and the time was now, and I was thinking about sex with this cruel alien instead.

  I heard the shower turn off. I straightened
my posture. I poured another drink and took a strong sip. The door opened, and he walked out. He had on his trousers, and his body was wet. He was barefoot, and his long dark hair was dripping water down onto his back. I watched the beads slide down his glittering blue skin. I took another sip.

  “I will call for dinner for us,” he said walking over to the bench where his uniform was.

  “For us? You are staying in here?”

  He turned to me and looked at me. “Do you want me to go?”

  “No, I mean yes… I mean, I thought that… wouldn’t you rather be out there with your soldiers? Enjoying the entertainment?”

  “No.”

  “Really? Why? I wouldn’t want to be cooped up in this room if I had a choice.”

  He didn’t say anything. He just looked at me and smiled. He put on his uniform. He pulled on his boots and headed to the door.

  “Wait? You said you weren’t going.”

  He unlocked the door and walked out.

  I huffed. I crossed my arms across my chest feeling like a spoiled child. I did not know what he was thinking, but clearly, he had enough of my questions. Maybe he would at least see that I am fed before he goes out into Campara for another round.

  Then the door opened. He walked in with a clanging sound and with a cloak in his hand. He closed the door. He walked over to the table and laid down a chain with cuff clamp, a lot like the one I was wearing only smaller.

  “What is that?”

  “If I am going to take you out there, you will have to wear this,” he said.

  “Out there as in…”

  “Into Campara. Unless you want to stay here,” he said.

  “No. That’s fine. I mean I want to go,” I said. Suddenly the clamp around my ankle came undone. I stood up and put the liquor on the table. I grabbed my boots and sat down to put them on.

  “Now don’t try to kill me,” he said.

  “I will try not to,” I smiled.

  I walked over to him. He handed me the hooded cloak. I put it on.

  He grabbed my hand. He put the wrist clamp on my wrist. Then he clamped the other end to his belt. “There, now everyone will know that you are mine and they will not try to steal you.”

  I looked up into his eyes as he said this. I felt a stirring inside of me. Why did it feel good to have him claiming me in this way? It felt safe showing everyone that I was taken. It felt good, too good.

  He pulled the hood over my head. We just stared at each other. If someone had told me we stood there staring at each other for an hour, I would believe them.

  “Ready?”

  “Yes,” I said.

  We walked out of the living quarters and he locked it from the outside. Then we stood in front of the ship door. He put the chain in his hand, properly showing ownership. “Now stay close. Right at my side.”

  “Okay, I will,” I said. Then he opened the door. I gasped. I looked out on a city unlike anything I had ever seen. I came from Earth and was always surrounded in nature. This was a true city. There were tall buildings with neon signs and flashing lights. The buildings were painted in bright colors. There were all kinds of aliens walking around the busy streets. Flying vehicles trafficked the sky, and there was a loud roar of conversation and life.

  “What do you think?”

  “It is incredible,” I whispered.

  “Come. I know just where to go,” he said.

  We stepped down the ramp, and the door closed behind us. Soon we were bumping through the busy street. Dyzon kept me close at his side with his hand on my chain. Sometimes I could feel his hand on my lower back guiding me through. It brought a heat up my body that I could not explain.

  “Here,” he said.

  “This?” I said looking at a massive curved wall in front of us. It towered higher than the trees at home. A loud roar of a crowd emanated from it.

  “What is this?”

  “You will see,” he said leading me inside.

  Soon I found myself standing at the top of stadium leading down into seats. I could not believe it. “It’s an arena! I have only ever read about these things. I thought it was only in the stories,” I said wide eyed and looking around. Dyzon smiled at me. He led me down to an empty bench. We sat down. There were two large beasts fighting in the middle. One was dark with black fur and claws. The other was brown with no fur, and green skin.

  “What are those?” I asked.

  “The black one, that is a tiniva. The green one is a konton,” he said.

  “Fascinating…” I said with wide eyes. “Wait, please tell me they are not going to fight to the death?”

  “No, only two rounds. Then the fight is stopped. The animals are more valuable alive,” he said.

  “Good,” I said, happy to watch it now.

  I sat there in disbelief that I… was having a good time. I was a captive, and I should be terrified. Instead of enjoying the show with the rest of the aliens gathered of all kinds. I was cheering along with everyone. I was wincing when a blow was too strong, or the animal took long to get up. Then I stood up and cheered when the signal rang, and the battle was over. I watched as the beasts were called into the gated entrances into the arena.

  “This is fun,” I said sitting down and looking at Dyzon. He wasn’t looking at the arena; he was looking at me.

  “I am glad you approve,” he said.

  “You are?”

  “Yes. Your approval is hard to receive, so it is more worth the earning of it,” he said with that cocky grin that was still making me ache deep down inside.

  “Oh…” I said staring up into his dark eyes. I pulled my gaze away from him and looked around the arena.

  “Here!” he suddenly shouted. I looked at him confused. He stood up and put his arm in the air. Suddenly a large saucer-shaped plate the size of a small table flew over to us. It hovered directly in front of us between our bench and the bench in front of us. I stood up to see what was on it. Underneath a glass shaped domed was all kinds of goodies. I watched as Dyzon pressed several buttons and then dropped in a few coins. A small gate slid open and pushed out two boxes. He handed them to me. I took them. Then two large cylinders tumbled out. He grabbed them, then the gate closed, and the saucer slowly hovered away.

  “What the hell was that?” I said confused.

  “Food and drink,” he said sitting down.

  “Oh!” I said excitedly as I sat down and put the boxes on my lap. Dyzon unscrewed the lid of one cylinder and handed it to me.

  “Thank you,” I said as I took a drink. It was good and strong. It was liquor.

  He did the same. Then he grabbed a box off my lap and placed it on his own. He opened the lid. The smell of hot food drifted in the air. I slid open my box and looked into it. There was a perfectly breaded pouch stuffed with cooked food. I looked at him. He picked his up and bit into it. I grabbed mine and did the same. It was perfectly delicious. He smiled at me. No words were needed to know that we were having a good time. I ate messily of the food and felt like I was back home, enjoying dinner and hearing a night story from our leader. It was great.

  “What happens next?” I said with a mouthful of food.

  He laughed. “You are eager. I think the city of Campara suits you. That is a surprise to me,” he said.

  “It is? Why?” I asked turning to face him.

  “Because…” then he stopped and his brows furrowed together. Suddenly he put his hand on my chin and used his thumb to wipe at the corner of my mouth. “You are a messy eater when you are excited.” His voice was low and husky, almost a whisper. I froze. It was such a tender touch. I was not expecting it from this cruel Ition alien. How could this be the same male alien that unmercifully ordered the killing of the villagers? I had to break his spell. I turned my face away from him and back to my food.

  “Tell me why it surprises you that Campara suits me,” I said going back to the original question.

  “Because you are a human. I thought humans, weak, fragile… and, not fun at al
l, but you… you are different.”

  “Yes, I am. You don’t know me at all. Adventure, danger, I live for it.”

  “Yes I should have known the first time you tried to kill me,” he said.

  I laughed. I had tried to kill him; did that make me any better than him? I thought. It was the first time I thought of myself as – cruel.

  He picked up his cylinder. “To adventure and danger…”

  I picked up my cylinder and tapped it against his in honor of those two words. Then we drank.