The Love Slaves

When Julius entered my room later he found Harold seated on the same seat he had been on last with the same stiff-backed position, at attention and all alert. He tensed when Jules entered then relaxed when he recognized him. Next to his hand and in easy reach was the same strange pistol he had shot the Toooilan rapist with.

The ‘groundsman’ came to my bedside and looked down at me quietly and with concern before he asked softly, “How is she?”

“She is getting better but still isn’t in the clear yet. My king will help with that as well as Doc when they arrive.” Jules frowned at him as he spoke next “haven’t you been told yet? You don’t need to call him Doc anymore. We found his past and true name, Donald Anderson.” Harold waved it away as if it wasn’t important “that was his past name, it isn’t who he is now.”

“We’ll see, whatever he wishes to be called.”

Just then there was a flash of light in the corner and two figures appeared. The only thing Julius got to see about them was they had only three fingers and a thumb before Harold had snatched up the gun and snapped off two shots of pure blue light. He hit both in the nape of the neck and they chocked and disappeared again. “Toooilans” Harold explained before Jules could ask, “I can tell by their aura I can pick up. If they have a sinister or dark aura they are the Toooilans, but if they’re similar to mine, they’re Valori, or even yours is easy to detect.”

“I understand. Why’d you shot them in the neck?”
“A Toooilan’s heart-or what passes as a heart-is just under the surface there. If they attack you, strike there.”

Jules winced in disgust before changing the subject “when exactly is Doc and Arthur coming tonight?”
“When the moon is at it’s highest, I’d say about midnight.”

“You said your father was a pure Valori and your mother was human, how’d that happen?”

“My father was what you would call a special agent for the old king. He came to Earth when a rebel Toooilan kidnapped the old kings half sister Looowmana and tried to hide here with her. My father fell in love with my mother who was a reporter and helping him search for her.”

“I see, so you’re following in her footsteps as well as your fathers.”

“Yes, that and it is a well payed job that lets me travel around and pays my cost for me. Father thought it was a good idea. They brought me up and taught me both human and Valori customs and laws and father taught me how to do all we can do. I am an expert shots man, gymnast, fighter in unarmed and armed and I have all my higher senses and increased speed to aid in my work. Essentially I am the perfect spy on Earth, I fit in anywhere easily and can easily defend myself and others if in trouble.”

“You use past tense for your parents, what happened?” Harold shrugged “what else, they’re dead.” Jules was saddened as well as embarrassed “Oh, I’m sorry. How did it happen if you can talk about it?”

“Why wouldn’t I be able? I respect my parents memory. Father was killed by a human because he refused to use his abilities to help his gang and mother just locked herself in her room and stayed there until she died of grief and starvation. When a Valori links to a human it’s for life, when either die the other feels it and it’s like they themselves have also. If Lisa had of died, our king would have joined her.”

“If your mother was still human when she died, what about Lisa? I mean you said your mother was linked to your father but still human and Lisa is linked to Arthur but she’s not fully human anymore. Why is it so different a case?”

“Two reasons. One was to link on other than Valori is forbidden and second father wouldn’t have linked fully with her even if it was allowed. He said he loved her as she was and didn’t want to change her anyway in the slightest, even though he DID link their minds. Although my king loves her for who she is he linked fully with her. Linking like that is to a Valori is the ultimate gift and show of love. Besides, my father didn’t have my kings reasons, both so she would be accepted as our queen and her past.”

“What do you mean?”

“Think about it. As a human she was kidnapped, as a human she was controlled, made to live for sex. As a human she was raped and forced to become pregnant to them.”

Jules spoke slowly, thoughtfully. “So you’re saying that by linking fully to her Arthur hopes her awakened heritage makes her strong enough to fight the Toooilan and prevent it ever happening again” and when Harold nodded he asked “how long before her change is complete?”

“My king has to link to her again first. She needs HIS ENERGY to trigger the rest of the change.”
“I came in here to see if you want anymore food or something to drink.”
“I don’t need anymore food, but a jug of ice water would be nice, thank you.”

“It’s the least we can do for you for helping Lisa. If you hadn’t of turned up when you did Mistress Bonnie would be their slave and we would have buried Mistress Lisa thinking she was dead. Or worse, done an autopsy on her and killed her then.”

“She’s my queen, it’s my job to protect her and her family.”
But I’m not…”

“Of course you are” he contradicted “before Doc you were her only true friend as well as the closet thing to a brother and real father she’s had.” Julius was touched and didn’t quiet know how to react to it, finally saying softly “I’ll go get your water,” before leaving the room.

He was worried, he now confines in me, that people were starting to notice his employee-employer attitude was slipping and his true feelings were beginning to seep through his careful act. He had been in love with mother from the moment he first saw her.

But when mother and Julius met, she was ‘damaged goods’, freshly divorced with two young children constantly veering for her attention as well as a commercial farm to run. She had no interest in a new romance what so ever. But even Bonnie and I knew there was something special between them, but mom wouldn’t admit it.

Composing himself he headed downstairs and at mothers look he answered, “he doesn’t want anymore food but he’d appreciate a large jug of ice water.”

“Then get it for him Julius and once done get back to cleaning.”

“I’ll get it!” Bonnie was up and gone before mother could protest. Mother sighed and Julius took his cloth and got back to work.

* * *

A few hours before sunset there came a cry from upstairs and shots. They ran up to find Harold fighting a large group of Toooilans and unarmed, his weapon on the floor near the bedroom door. They had obviously outnumbered and overpowered him, disarming him, before he could start killing them.

Julius ran forward to help, Robert bending to snatch the weapon up when Harold called to him “don’t! It’s coded to accept and only MY prints!” Frowning Robert left it there, only to have a nearby Toooilan snatch it up with a triumphant cry of “stupid humans!”

“Stupid idiot” Harold huffed as an computerized voice came from the weapon “unidentified prints, activating security system.” There was the sound of metal on metal, a meaty thump and the triumphant laugh turned into a scream of agony. He dropped the weapon and they saw the black liquid that passed as Toooilan blood covering its hand that had held the weapon.

Robert shuddered when he saw the weapon lying bloodily on the floor. Ten cm spikes shone with flesh and black blood all around the hand-grip, retracting as he watched, pity for the aliens agony filling him. That was until, as it collapsed to its knees, still screaming, Robert noticed it’s hard-on through the skin tight pants it wore.

He realized in fury not only was it probably one of the so called ‘class’ who had used me, but come anticipating another go at me. This was the confirmation, the proof, that all I had said was true and for the first time since father Robert truly hated with a passion.

“SON OF A BITCH!” he exclaimed, kicking the figure viciously so it cried out and fell to his side, still gripping its bleeding hand with the other. Robert couldn’t help himself, his fury controlled him as he started to just mindlessly kick the figure. He didn’t even noticed that the weapon shot into Harold’s hand by an invisible force and together he and Julius were over powering the group.

Soon only the one Robert was beating and another was left, Harold motioning Julius back and spoke “take your dead and injured and don’t come back if you wish to live.” The bodies started to disappear, the other thrusting Robert to the floor so he could pick up the beaten one.

Just before they faded out the figure suddenly grinned, there was a green flash of light and Harold cried out. He dropped his weapon, the other hand immediately covering the wound\burn and then burying it under his arm, his tube coming out to waver in the air almost angrily before he forced it back again. “Harold!” mother gasped as Bonnie helped Robert to his feet, his fury giving away to concern as well, “you’re hurt!” to what he managed with a voice thick with pain “no kidding.”

“Let us help you” Jules said this.
“You can’t, you don’t know anything about Valori biology.”

“But humans are descended from them and you’re also half human” mother pointed out “we’ll just clean, dress and cover it to prevent infection. Julius and Robert can guard Lisa while we do. Or it makes you feel better we can bring it up and do it here.”

“All right, bring it up but use WATER to clean it” to which they nodded and while the others left Jules stayed with him.
Mother returned carrying a wash bowl of water and the first-aid kit, he was still in pain and Robert had checked me over before leaving. Mother used a soft cloth to wash the wound\burn gently, seeing the blood\energy leaking from the centre of the wound while the edges and most of the wound was burnt skin and flesh.

When he had first held his hand out she had gasped at his blood\energy nearly covered his hand, it had bled that much in such a short time! She gently cleaned it, Harold complaining, mother smiling at him “don’t be such a big baby. It isn’t that bad, I thought you were a tough guy!”

“I never said that! Besides, this leakage is making me dizzy.” Mother called to Julius and when he entered the room she asked him to get Harold some more food-lots of it. The man nodded and as he left mother dried the skin around the wound and pressed a dressing gauze to it before bandaging it tight enough to press down on the wound, but not hard enough to cause it to bleed again.

When Julius returned mother started to leave with the things, asking over her shoulder “do you need a painkiller? To help with the pain I mean?” He shook his head “better not, it might slow me down. Besides, pain is a good way to keep me awake. This food and water should help me heal and replace the energy. Thank you anyway.”

Mother nodded and left him with me and Julius.