Cutlass Sharpened (10 page)

Jessica recovered first and stepped forward
and raised her hand up in his direction. “The pleasure is all mine.
I for one was not expecting how much you’ve changed physically as
well as how you talk. It is my pleasure. I’m Jessica Merann.
Stephanie’s wife and Renee’s biological aunt.”

The woman watched a quick glance between the
giant man in a ridiculous outfit and the Drake pass before a
massive right hand attached to multiple tubes reached out and
grasped her much more slender one. She winced saying “Oliver,
loosen your grip. Ha.” She sighed when the strength reduced to
little more than limp. “When shaking a woman’s hand it is better to
be more gentle. We aren’t physically strong as men, especially
those as large as yourself. Be especially gentle with space-born
women like myself who are more fragile than heavy worlders.”

He made another quick glance at the Drake to
say “My apologies. I will show more consideration in the
future.”

“
So polite.” Jessica
admitted and rubbed her hand as she stepped back.

“
Sparky’s laying it on
rather thick teaching him social etiquette.” Renee
snorted.

“
No wonder he sounds like a
gentleman.” Jessica looked him over and noticed as he took a rather
deep sniff and look between herself and Stephanie. “Sparky always
treats ladies with deference. It is rather refreshing.”

“
What do you mean?” Renee
suddenly said with a hint of concern.

“
Sweetheart? What is the
matter?” Jessica needed to ask and did.

“
Sparky just told me Oliver
is mentally communicating as fast
he
can, but isn’t transmitting his thoughts. He’s
holding lightning fast conversations with an ancient
Drake.”

Stephanie smirked. “Bullshit. No one other
than another Drake can converse so fast.”

“
He is.”
Sparky telepathically slid into the two women’s’ minds.
“Somehow he can process and respond with his own
thoughts to ask questions as fast as myself. Possibly faster. I
need silence to concentrate. I request it.”

Jessica, Renee and Stephanie obliged and
moved away as the man and Drake stood facing each other eye to
eye.

In hushed whispers Stephanie asked “How is
any of this possible?”

“
It shouldn’t be.
Medically.” Renee said with a tightness in her brow. “Whatever the
hell he is is far from normal. I’ve not found any major discrepancy
that would say definitively prove he
isn’t
human. Aside from bone density,
tendons and ligaments he
is
human. His brain it more active, but within
parameters of someone on caffeine. It takes a lot to impress Sparky
and Oliver keeps proving our assumptions wrong again and again.
It’s terrifying how fast he absorbs information. I think the
vambrace isn’t what makes him absorb knowledge so fast. I think
it’s just him.”

“
Could he be a super soldier
or…”

“
No, Auntie.” Renee’s hair
bounced as she shook her head side to side. “I’ve found no trace of
any foreign chemical alterations. I’m nearly positive he was
born
this way… a genetic
mutation I’ve yet to isolate. Right now he’s physically as one
would expect in a man in late twenties to early thirties. You can
tell by his squared jaw and smooth skin yet to wrinkle. It makes it
impossible to determine his true age like the rest of us who all
took the chromosome gene therapy.”

“
In the flash you said he
has the added two above our natural twenty three, but was born with
it. How can you tell?”

“
The chains are synthetic,
but are smooth. Plus his seminal fluid carry the added pairs. If he
ever impregnates someone, her child
will
inherit bio-immortality and stop
growing once out of puberty and be locked in their physical prime.
Their perfect adult age.”

“
But the serum can’t do it.
How is it possible?” Stephanie sat down the box.

“
If there was someone I
could ask, believe me I would. We need to keep a constant look out
for him. If word got out of him, Galicom would not stop to poke and
prod by any means necessary to learn how he does these thing. It’s
too bad Oliver can’t explain.”

“
Is there any way to return
his memories?” Stephanie asked.

“
Doubt it. Whatever was done
made sure he’d never regain who he was. All that is keeping his
identity hidden is your firewalls, Auntie.”

Jessica smiled. “Don’t worry. Only three
living people could break my babies and they don’t even know I
exist. You can search the Terran network without anyone being the
wiser. We’re just another drop of water in the Alestian Ocean. They
won’t find us and I’ll be alerted long before they should ever get
close.”

“
What else have we missed?”
Stephanie probed while tugging on few strands of her waist length
blonde locks.

Renee shrugged and sounded as if unconcerned.
“Oh, just as you were about to come in, Oliver was curious about
coms when you called so I had the ship make one. Before I could
inject it, that damn thing on his arm grabbed my gun, removed the
crystal com, destroyed and remade it before implanting it. Oh and
it is over a thousand times more powerful than what we got.”

Speechless women stared stupidly back.

“
Have you tried it?” Jessica
asked. “Is it keyed to his biometrics or can he do it for
anyone?”

“
I was just about to test
how functional it is when you two arrived actually…”

“
Pardon the interruption,
Ladies.” They stood straighter and not so huddled to turn and crane
their heads back to look up into clear amber eyes. “Renee, Sparky
says this is rude, but I must use the facilities. My bladder is
about to let loose and he says urinating on your plant over in the
corner… that makes the room smell so nice is not acceptable to
relieve the pressure in a public setting.”

“
He’s right. I won’t be
happy if anyone pissed on my plants… and I for one don’t want you
dependant on scrubbers when you wet the bed while you slept.” She
looked at his arm and grimaced. “Though I’d rather you stay
attached for a while longer, I think it would be safe enough to
remove them. Follow me.”

Oliver did so and at the desk she pulled a
flat strip of beige healing tape. It’s underside coating with an
adhesive that instantly clots surface blood and wounds and will
speed healing. He winced as she peeled off tape to extract thick
gauge needles. They fell one after another. As she began wrapping
the adhesive tape over his badly bruised forearm she said “We need
to see if your com works. Tap the tiny knot where the com-chip was
implanted twice and say Renee Dorgen, code Hellcat.”

Using his free right hand he felt the tiny
knot under the skin pimple and touched it twice. In his head he
heard a crisp, clean ‘Beep, Beep!’ “Renee Dorgen. Code:
Hellcat.”

“
Good, I just got a
confirmation chime. Now to complete the connection I need you to
make a last name and a private code you need to create and imbue
into your com.”

“
Will you give me a last
name? I do not know which word to pick… and what kind of code
should I make?”

“
Code’s are personal, but
while you were out I toyed with a number of last names to pass the
time I’ve had you in isolation. I’ve narrowed it down to three
unique ones. My favorite is Void, but Dawn and Outset aren’t too
bad.”

“
Girl, those names need
serious help.” Jessica said dryly. “Those names are good
descriptions of his condition. Even I know that. By the stars, you
even named an ancient Drake, Sparky and his mate Rose for crying
out loud!” Sparky couldn’t care less, but he seemed to be enjoying
Renee’s scolded blush creeping in by how his scales began to
faintly glow.

“
I like Void. Oliver Void.
It is a good sound, but what of this code I must make?” Jessica
didn’t say another word, but she looked like it took a mighty
effort to stay quiet.

“
It’s up to you.” Renee said
after wiping the blood that ran down his left arm before the
bindings were applied.

Oliver flexed his fingers as he looked at the
beige wrap that felt rather good despite how tightly it was wound.
In a few silent seconds he asked “Does Forgotten sound
reasonable?”

Renee felt a pang in her heart and tightness
in her chest of the selection. Judging by the looks shared between
Stephanie and Jessica behind his back, they felt similarly. “It’ll
do for now. Since the com is yours, tap it three times, you’ll hear
a chime rather than beep and say your name. Wait several seconds
and tap four times to input your code.”

“
Now what?” He asked
afterwards.

“
Oliver Void. Code:
Forgotten.”

“
I heard a single sound.” He
admitted.

“
Our coms are now linked
both ways so we can respond. Keep your code safe and tell it only
to those you want to speak with. If they aren’t all that close,
don’t bother asking for their com code. As I said, it’s personal.
To call me, tap it once and just say my name… without the
code.”

“
Renee Dorgen.” There was a
soft sound and Renee tapped her ear.

“
Oliver…” He stepped away as
he heard double. She grinned. “Disconcerting isn’t it? You hear my
natural voice
and
my com’s echo. It is why you shouldn’t use it when face to
face.”

“
How do I stop it?” He
pleaded, suddenly dizzy. She told and he touched it once more to
end the connection. “Much better… now I must use the facilities
soon.”

“
Sure. Go through that door
on the one next to mine with the word bathroom written on it. I do
hope you know how toilets function.”

“
Sparky just taught me.”
Oliver said and turned around, giving Renee a full view of a rock
hard ass and a sculpted back barely tied together by a thin
string.

He watched the door slide open sideways and
entered the bathroom. It too was white like the rest of the medical
area. He viewed himself in another mirror on the wall over a sink
basin. Beside it was three chambers, bathroom stalls which he chose
the first. Oliver lifted the hem of the cloth, grabbed his manhood
and stopped holding the pressure in. ‘Ha…’ he moaned as the
discomfort immediately vanished and felt blissfully wonderful. He
stood voiding his bladder for over a minute till no more clear
urine flowed, waved a hand over the toilet’s top and watched as it
sucked it all away and was mesmerized to watch it refill.

Having an acute sense of smell told Oliver he
wasn’t clean. So he ripped the gown cloth off, breaking the twine
that held it together and stepped into the shower, remembering how
Renee first cleaned him. The setup was similar so he grabbed the
bottle and it dispensed a handful of body soap good for hair and
skin. He didn’t like the floral smell like the one that had almost
no scent, but he bathed completely. When he went to wash his right
arm the vambrace writhed as it worked itself up onto his bicep so
he could scrub his forearm and moved back as soon as it was
clean.

He hit the air blast and was dry in seconds
to walk out.

“
Oh my!” Jessica suddenly
turned back around after getting a full frontal view of a sculpted,
well hung man. Her exclamation had the others turn and only Renee
didn’t react at all startled.

“
Damn it, Oliver! Why are
you naked? What happened to the gown?”

All he managed to do was blink t her
irritation. “You smell angry again. Why?”

Instead she turned on her companion. “Of all
the things to skip over. Why forget modesty?”

Sparky suddenly found his talons very
interesting at the moment. He pretended to ignore her, but failed
to fully hide his mirth. His shaking wings folded along his bulky
body gave it away.

“
Renee, have I caused
offense?”

“
You mean am I upset? Fuck
yeah I am. Listen up. It is not proper to let others see your dick
flying free with other people present. It should only be shown to
the one you want and no other…”

“
But I do want you. What you
say makes no sense.”

“
Damn it! That is not what I
meant…”

“
Let me handle it.”
Stephanie stood up. “A penis doesn’t bother me so much. I’ve seen a
fair share and it doesn’t unsettle me.”

“
By all means. Give it a
shot.” Renee allowed, got up and went to her room to find him
something more fitting.

“
Oliver, clothes do more
than keep us warm.” She explained and he listened completely. “It
is also security from prying eyes we do not want looking at us. Men
wear pants or shorts, but can be naked from the waist up.” She
touched rock hard abs. “But this” she gestured to his penis and
scrotum. “must not be shown to anyone other than one you wish to
have forever, or whom makes you feel belonged to. Women look like
this.” Jessica went scarlet as her wife stripped down to nothing,
letting her dress fall to the floor. “Your penis would fit in here,
in my vagina if I loved you enough to let you do it. As you see,
these are my breasts. Most women cover them with clothes for they
are very sensitive. Usually they are clothed completely or
contained in a bra… this.” She showed the c-cup bra and put it on.
“What have you to say.”