by D. R. Rosier
Bill and the Spaceship!
Bill in Space (Erotic Fantasy)
By D. R. Rosier
Copyright 2013. This is a work of fiction. Names, Characters, Places and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without permission.
Dedication: To those who encouraged me to write and publish.
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Epilogue
Afterword:
About the Author
Prologue
Pain. She roars out in pain but in the darkness of space, no one can hear her outcry.
Her crew was dead or dying. Betrayed by one of their own, she and her sister ships were ambushed.
In desperation she turns to an uncharted galaxy and engages her shadow drive. She exists in multiple dimensions now, more vulnerable to the plasma weapons fire but now cloaked and shooting away from the fight at many times the speed of light. She knows they won’t follow. She hopes more of her sisters will escape, she doesn’t have enough power for an active scan to reach back the unfathomable light years away to make sure however.
Her more localized scans within this new galaxy return a life bearing planet. They are primitive, barely learning to work with metals and living in primitive structures. She heads for that planet, she doesn’t have much choice. If she uses much more power she will die in the cold reaches of space.
She flies in and hits the ground, too hard, and is buried under rock. She no longer has the power to phase or make the surface. She scans for power sources, only finding geothermal she sighs.
The ship can’t handle geothermal energy efficiently at all.
It will take thousands of years for her to recover using that power source. She starts absorbing the energy and hopes some of her sisters survived. As she falls into torpor she knows it will be a long time before she finds out…
Chapter 1
Two thousand years later…
Bill pops open a beer and take a sip. Warm, but better than nothing. It’s been slow doing construction lately, so he is on a spelunking trip in West Virginia with Tom and Carl. Tom is his boss, Carl is… Well he’s Carl. They aren’t going down until the morning, so he feels good about tossing a few back. Caving isn’t for the faint of heart, and not for a loner. Shit, damn cell phone is ringing. He can’t even get peace in the middle of nowhere anymore.
“Hello?”
“Bill! It’s Sally. You asshole! We were supposed to go out this weekend! With Anthony and Tara…”
Crap, never can catch a break. It was all the boss man’s idea, but Sally doesn’t ever cut him slack. All she does is bitch. He knows she is not at all like most women, most do nag a bit, but that’s normal. Not her though. He would find himself a new woman but she has an amazingly large rack… He realizes he stopped paying attention…
“Damn it BILL! Are you listening to me?!”
“Sally, I’m out here with the boss.” He continued in a wheedling tone, “I’ll take you out when I get back, just a couple a days’ baby.”
Sally growled at him, “Don’t you baby me you asshole!”
“Alright baby, I won’t I promise.”
He wasn’t sure what she said next… Well, she just hung up on him. Dang it. He figures it will be alright, he can make it up to her when he gets home tomorrow night. Maybe…
He shrugs and gets himself another lukewarm beer and drinks it down.
“Tom! You sure we gonna be the first ones down there?” Bill asked skeptically.
Tom says, “You bet! There was a cave in, opened a new tunnel! Wussy government types put it off limits for a while. Said it was unstable or some such horse shit.”
“Awesome!” he always wanted to find something new. Greedy ass government probably just wants a crack at what’s down there first he decides.
After a couple of more beers he turned in for the night, got to be alert in those caves come morning.
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Damn sun is bright. Bill got his equipment set up. Flashlight, ropes, pitons, a hammer and a harness. Not to mention food and water just in case. They went down into the caves. It was a little tricky there for a second. He had to kind of push off the wall and release the rope to land in the middle on solid ground. Nasty crevasse.
He was relieved they made it down without trouble. Bill took the lead into the new tunnel with Tom and Carl behind him. They were sort of walking along a two foot wide ledge in a skinny cavern, a nice size crevasse right next to them keeping their steps lively.
That’s when that dumb shit Carl decides to panic and screams like a little girl. Bill isn’t the brightest bulb, but unstable cavern plus scream equals bad. Dumb shit. That’s when the cave decided to answer with a rumble. Bill nailed in a piton quick, hooked a rope and hugged the wall hoping it was stable. When the cave calmed itself he took a look around.
He saw Tom was about 30 feet back on the trail, they were separated now, the ledge between them gone. He frowned when he didn’t see that dumb bastard Carl anywhere.
Bill sighed, well shit. He signaled to Tom, because he wasn’t going to talk that loud, for Tom to go back. He was stuck in here and needed help, or another way out. He thought Tom looked like he might like to argue but Bill put a finger to his lips. Another dumb ass move isn’t going to help. He waved Tom away and pointed the other way so Tom would know he was going to look for another way out.
He decided maybe them government types weren’t so stupid.
Bill waited until Tom was gone before he unhooked himself. Bad enough he was in danger from what he was going have to do. He wanted to be tied to the wall in case Tom had done something to set off the cavern again.
He slowly made his way along the cave wall, testing the floor as he went. The cave started to shake again so he nailed in a piton and got his rope on there just before the floor disintegrated on him. Well shit. He was hanging by the rope, and he could see the wall wasn’t so solid. It looked to be cracking around the piton. So he started going down, desperate to find a sound wall, unfortunately he found himself hanging free.
Bill heard a crack from above but the piton held. Bill let the rope loosen up on his brake and started going down fairly fast, the flashlight pointed down. He was hoping he’d have time to cut some speed when he saw the floor but he needed to get there fast. He was fairly freaking out, if he hadn’t gone right before they headed down he was sure his jeans would be turning a different color. He caught a sight a something, crap. Carl. He pulled the rope tight behind him to brake when he was about fifteen feet up.
The Piton broke from the wall a second later. Dang it. His ankle twisted on him a bit when he landed, but he didn’t hear a crack so thought it probably isn’t broken. He hopped to the left quick and covered his head. He heard a loud ping as the piton hit the ground a couple of feet away. He gingerly put some weight on his hurt leg. It burned a bit, but he thought he could walk.
He took a steadying breath and limped over. Well, Carl didn’t make it. He sighe
d and took a look around. He was in an oval chamber with one exit. Couldn’t see the top at all, but he knew it was about 45 feet based on how much rope he had left when he hit bottom.
He sat down and carefully checked his foot. Seemed like a light sprain, he’d be able to walk on it anyway. Shit. Sally is going to kick his ass, if she even speaks to him. He hopes so anyway, if he gets out a here.
He sat down on a fair size rock and ate some lunch, got a drink of water too. He sighed and looked around again for other exits. Nope, just the one short exit. He braced himself and got up and started limping to the exit, praying it isn’t a dead end.
He shined his flashlight down the exit. It was only about 4 feet high. Well a crawl would help the ankle anyways. He got down on his knees. When he started cautiously down the tunnel, he realized it’s perfect. Like it was made by something, unnatural. No bumpy or rocky walls, it was smooth, like marble. He didn’t know what to make of it, kind of gave him the shivers but he kept on with it.
No going back, no point, nothing back there but the dead.
Bill was a mite nervous and went slow, felt like the mountain might decide to drop on him, of course that’s just him acting as nervous as a hare at a greyhound convention. He froze. He swore he saw a light glow up ahead. He looked with his flashlight, he could see at the end of the tunnel another larger cave. He popped his light off a second, and he could see a light green sickly glow coming from the chamber ahead.
Maybe some weird glowing lichen? He paused to take a swallow of water and massage his ankle for a moment. Then he moved on to the end of the tunnel and poked his head out. That’s when he saw what was causing that glow. He looked suspiciously at his canteen, wondering if someone drugged it, then slowly looked back up.
It looked like something out of one of those science fiction books. It was fairly small though. It was maybe 30 feet long, 15 feet high. It looked aerodynamic, but without the wings, like just the center of a plane. It was also silver, and had a sickly green glow coming right off it!
Bill was wondering if it was harmful. He watched for a while but it just sat there doing nothing. He crawled the rest of the way out of the tunnel and stood. He took a walk around the chamber. No holes above or below, and there wasn’t another exit either. He was at a dead end. As he walked around he had been looking at the silver green glowing thing and he didn’t see any ports or portals. It was a solid piece of silver near as he could tell.
His stomach was nagging so he sat on a rock and had a half sandwich. He looked around and started wishing he had brought the damn beer with him. He knows it was stupid, but that object had him all curious. He was paranoid he was already turning green himself from radiation or something. But he just had to touch it, even if he knew he was stupid for it. He had come to the idea his only chance at life was going back. Maybe Tom would get some people to rescue him.
But he had to touch the dang thing first. He isn’t a coward but had never seen anything like it.
He got up and walked up to it slowly. It didn’t do anything when he got closer, and the light didn’t seem to be hurting him. At leastwise as far as he could tell it wasn’t. He reached out and touched it, expecting cold metal. It felt to his hand to be soft, and warm. That’s when his hand sunk in a few inches. Bill panicked and tried to pull his hand out but it had a grip like a gator!
He did something really stupid then in his panic. He put his foot up against the wall to get leverage. Course, his foot sunk right into it when he pushed against it. That’s when the sickly green glow started to pulse a bit. Grow brighter into a healthy lush green. That was the last thing he saw of the outside when he felt his arm and leg tugged on. He lost consciousness as his face began to sink into this porous, silver colored, warm and soft metal contraption.
Chapter 2
He woke up slowly, wondering how he was so hung over. Bill only brought that one case of beer for the weekend after all. Caving was serious business, don’t want to be drunk doing it. That’s when it all came rushing back. He put his hand against the mattress…
Wait, mattress? He was also naked as a newborn colt, what the hell!?
He waited for his eyes to adjust. It was hard to see in here, wherever the hell he was. He could hear a small beeping above him, seemed to be some type of fancy monitor, like for a computer. Could he be in a hospital? Rescued when he was passed out?
He heard a step to his right and turned his head. What he saw made him jump up, or it would have, if he wasn’t being held down. Problem was he couldn’t see anything holding him, just couldn’t move at all.
He looked again and cringed back into the mattress. Whatever the thing was it was a dark purple, had a recognizable face, but otherwise was all tentacles. It was holding some kind a device.
He muttered, “Holy shit! Those alien nutters had it right and I’m gonna get anal probed! Stay away from me!”
He pissed himself and screamed like a little girl. He admits to himself he was properly terrified. The thing in front of him was not right looking. The alien purple freaky thing held that device up against his torso and he felt a sting, like it put something inside him!
He wondered if he just became a host for some freaky alien species. Then he decided he isn’t reading any of that science fiction crap any more. This was bad enough for him without his imagination going a hundred different ways. He started to feel dizzy, and like someone was drilling into his head. Then he passed out again.
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He woke up slowly…
His hangover was gone. He felt really good too. He looked around. The lights were now at a good level, comfortable for his eyes. He was still in the same place, and the same bed. His arms moved freely so he tried to sit up. He wasn’t tied down any more either.
He got up and found his clothes on the next bed. He got dressed slowly, looking around for that purple thing. He tip toed to what looked like a door. The room he was in was a good forty by thirty feet, filled with other beds and blinking lights.
When he approached the door swooshed open, without the sound of course. It made him jump but there was no one there, must be automatic or some such.
He peeked out and saw a long hallway. Good thirty yards one way and twenty the other. Wherever he was it seemed he was moved from where he’d been. He went right and started looking in doors, searching for an exit.
Some were bedrooms of a type. At least they had beds in them, with some type of contraptions inside. He also found empty rooms, one was huge, went as far as he could see. Looked like a warehouse, tall shelving running in aisles.
He went on finding more such places until he ran into a dead end. He turned around, trying to figure out where the exit was, and headed the other direction. He found more bedrooms with them weird things attached to the beds until he got to the other end of the hall. The door swished open and he stepped inside.
It looked like some kind a control center. There was a big screen and some chairs. There were all sorts of buttons and little screens around the circumference of the room. All of the screens and lights were off.
The room was about thirty by twenty feet, oval in shape. So far he hasn’t seen anything that could be an exit and he looked everywhere he could go.
He sighed and muttered out loud, “Where they hiding the dang exit!?” The first words said since he got up.
He jumped when a sexy female voice answered, “The exit is not hidden darling. It just isn’t a physical exit.”
“Who are you?! What are you?! Let me out of here!”
She might sound sexy but he bet its one of those creepy purple tentacle things. He shivered in disgust.
She pouted, “Why honey, I am the ship. You are the first intelligent person to find me since I have been stuck on this planet. The last two thousand years spent alone with no one to… Charge my systems or keep me company. My crew died when we were attacked, I’ve been stuck here since.”
“What? You are the ship? Where is that purple thing? How do you know my la
nguage! How do I get out of here?”
She crooned, “Sweetie you need to relax. I won’t hurt you. I am the ship, the silver ship you found in the cave. I know it’s probably confusing. I am bigger than I appeared on the outside. Just take a seat and relax, I’ll try to explain.”
Oh shit, he knew he never should have touched the outside of that dang silver thing. He grunted and sat down, he wasn’t going anywhere without her letting him out. He knew how to deal with a stubborn female. He walked to the middle of the room and sat down. He cringed a moment, half thinking the chair would grab him, but nothing happened.
He growled, “Explain.”
She purred, “My name is Ariella, or at least that is what I choose to be called. I am not what you think of as a computer, or an AI.
“I am, the ship is, alive. You are within me now. The purple thing was my avatar, she was retired. Not at all compatible for what is needed. That’s why you woke up alone. As to how I am speaking English. I am not. That thing that was injected into you was a translator… Among other… Enhancements.”
Enhancements? Shit. He decided that meant she wants something from him.
He said, “Ariella huh? Well Ari what do you want out of me. I’m guessing you aren’t just going to cut me loose are you?”
She avoided my question and said softly, “I bet you’re hungry, want something to eat?”
She actually sounded concerned when she asked that, it was all a bit creepy and too much for him. But Bill was hungry, starving in fact.
Suspiciously he answered, “I could use some food.”
A sandwich appeared on the arm of the chair. He could smell it. Roast beef with cheddar. Looked like fresh tomato and lettuce with some mayo. He loves him a roast beef sandwich but was wary about how it just appeared.
Ariella, the ship, wheedled in that sexy voice, “I promise it is what it appears to be, I would not have gone through such trouble for you only to cause you harm.”
