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“What is the meaning of this ?” “We found her onboard the Spira, with one of my troopers.“ “There is to my knowledge, unless they are on duty, nothing that says a trooper may not entertain a female, in his quarters.” “Not sir, if it were an ordinary female, or a Bynard.”
Theze stared at him, it was true that he did have, an Ultime Bynard on occasion visit his quarters. “The female is a Cflen.”
Theze glared at him then at the female. “Not possible.“ “We have run tests on her, she is every bit identical.“
Theze knew the Cflen had in their bodies, two key signatures to their makeup. The first, was the fact that Humana DNA strands run to the RIGHT, whereas Cflen DNA ran to the LEFT. The second to confirm without any doubts at all that the female WAS Cflen? Two unique protein strings, not seen in Humana. NO other known race, had those two unique protein strings.
“So! Are the Cflen whoring themselves now?“ The female glared at him, he felt ill at ease as he turned to his junior. “Fetch Noedor from interrogation.“ Noedor feared no one or anything, he was an animal. A true, as the Cflen would have said, example of everything that is the ‘nature of the BEAST!’
Theze leaned in to whisper to her. “By the time Noedor, has had you you will be pleading to tell us everything.“ He stepped back. Noedor entered to salute. “The female is yours! Find out what she was up to. If there are any more of them, on our vessels.” Noedor looked at the female. Interrogating this female was going to be an unexpected pleasure!
What is hell? what is fear or the consciousness that summons it to preside with you, to linger, to savour, as such things are done best left unsaid? Noedor, if he was a true example of ‘The BEAST’ lived up to his reputation. He had her hands held out. To the horror of some watching on, he smashed the blade down upon her fingers, severing them from her body, as now she bled.
He took a hot blade and cauterized the wounds. She screamed in agony. He laughed. Noedor knew the power in the Cflen lay within their fingers? He had watched the colony imaging, carefully examining the evidence, he had seen the slaughter of all those thousands, selected feeding with those tubes?
The piercing screams as they drained the blood from them, then retracted the tubes to lick their fingers. She would not be savoring his blood. One of the guards stepped outside, he was sick. It was just too violent, too much that was pure savagery.
He had the hands bandaged, covered and stuck the wounds with a dressing that made her hands look small and as though she were wearing child like fingerless mittens!
An act of kindness? If it were, it was short lived. He ordered all of the others out, as he grabbed her, by her hair and threw her over to his recline unit. Torture, abuse, rape, all that was immoral and debased, in truth depravity. Now he was still.
She lay there, her body torn, bruised, beaten and battered, sobbing as she stared up at the ceiling, remembering the words from their holy book ‘The book of Gianne’
The hatch to his compartment flew open. In the doorway, two Cflen gladiator females. He saw all too clearly, the weapon the Humana, had come to fear most of all, the Cflen Gladiators Triomena.
They seized him, as they knocked him unconscious, covering him, carried him out. Two other Cflen Gladiator entered with two males, who comforted her as she cried muttering how much in pain she was as she begged them to terminate her life to take away the pain as she screamed holding her hands out “he took my fingers he took my fingers!”
One of the Cflen held up several severed fingers shaking their head a tear running down her face “What manner of beast can do this ?” One of them leaned in and gave her a drink, containing a substance, to take away her pain. They gently lifted her to place a cover over her and carry her from that place, in the corridor were two guards their heads removed.
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