Finding Sanctuary

Chapter Four
Aayla discovered them on her patrol. She picked them up effortlessly and flew them back to her place. She pried Jason off Myra and locked him in a guest room, then carried Myra to a table in her workroom to remove the paint. She did not want to use heat vision because in Mra\'s weakened state that might harm her sister. So, pinning Myra to the table with one hand, she used a chemical solvent and rag with the other to start wiping it off.
As she did that, Jason was lying on the floor of the guest room and his head was slowing clearing, After it cleared enough he meditated, healing his body and restoring his energy. When he was done he telekinetically picked the lock and walked outside. He scanned for Myra\'s mind, hoping to locate her and see how she was feeling. He found her and felt embarassment but no pain he disengaged and startedwalking in her direction.
As he nears he heard, \"Hey! Watch where you are scrubbing Sis!\" \"You want all this paint off right?\" \"Hell yeah!\" \"Then stop squirming!\" \"I hope I didn\'t injure anybody.\" \"Well when I found you, you both were on a deserted rooftop so I guess he got you away before an orgy started but as soon as I\'m done I want to know everything that happened.\"
By this point he was at the door so he knocked. \"If I may come in I can start telling you what happened.\"
He heard Myra\'s voice from inside, \"Sure come on in. The most embarrassing bits are done already.\"
Jason entered and saw Myra lying naked on a table with her feet towards him and a woman who must be her sister wiping the last of the gold paint off with some strong smelling solvent. The woman was lovely of course but she was more slender than the average Velorian and he could feel an energy to her that made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. This was one of the Rostran goddesses, he sensed.
Aayla looked at him expectantly so as she finished removing the last of the paint from Myra\'s legs Jason told her everything from the call they got while patrolling up to where they separated. Myra joined in then and together they brought the story up to date. \"I\'m sorry Myra,\" Jason said looking abashed. \"I figured if I could ignore Nikki\'s pheromones I could manage yours too but I was wrong.\"
\"Did you ever think maybe it was her and not her pheromones that made the difference?\" Aayla said smiling as if she was talking to children.\" I think it was that you just like Myra a lot more than Nikki.\"
Myra was blushing but looking pleased.
\"Well he did say something about preferring brunettes.\"
\"Oh, Really? Maybe he should patrol with me until we are certain of him.\"
\"Hey! I\'m not going to be swayed by a pretty face.\"
\"Not that I have one. I look distinctly average, a benefit to a spy.\"
\"Yes, a spy. So you need to prove yourself and if Myra is fond of you that might influence her decision. I could feel your mind searching before so I am sure you cannot affect me without my knowing and I can control you with brute strength if necessary and possibly with the pheromones of dominance.\"
Jason was alarmed. \"You\'re so worried about mind control that you\'re planning to control mine? That seems hardly fair. Also if I am controlled then I can\'t prove myself since I can\'t choose a side without free choice. It was for freedom I came here. If you\'re just going to make me a puppet then I will have to fight you. At least if I die I die free. Alisa thought you were playing your part on Rostran only to try to help the people there. So I came here hoping for a home. I thought I had it but if I am wrong...well I am a spy as you pointed out and death is the usual consequence for being badly wrong. I was a soldier for twenty years before that and soldiers can die even if they do everything right. I can feel your power from here and my people were shaped to be a knife at the throat of the Galen whose genes you obviously carry. I...\"
He was about to continue when Aayla stopped him with a hand across his mouth. He hadn\'t even seen her move.
\"You are the most melodramatic spy I\'ve ever met. I thought you were all supposed to cynical beings only in the business for the fun of it? I do need to know whether or not you are on our side but you were right on one count. I can find that out by brute strength or pheromonal control. They are only for if I decide you are on the wrong side.\"
\"How?\" he tried to say. It came out as only an mmmph, but either she understood or knew
\"I need to know information that only the gunmen could have. They were supplied with traps to incapacitate a Supremis. Where did they get the ideas? I can\'t believe the three of them thought it up all by themselves. I need to get information from them and be sure of it and for that you are the best person if I can trust you so I need some way to decide that now. But I am not power hungry and here I am just an artist who occasionally helps out not any sort of dictator or goddess. Clear?\" She took her hand off his mouth. She knew she\'d now have to explain Rostran to Myra and her family but the threat to them all came first.
Jason nodded, \"Clear.\" It was also clear to him that his emotions were still shaken by what he had discovered at home.
Myra spoke, \"I don\'t know about Rostran but I know my sister is a good woman Jason. She would never do anything unethical. I don\'t know what you had heard but believe me when I say she did anything she did for good reason.\"
She turned to her sister who was evidently glad for the support.
\"Jason gets my vote Aayla. Not because he is sexy or was a good lay but because of the way he made sure the hostages were safe and because he then rushed to my rescue and when he saw a man point a weapon at me he instinctively acted. I could see his face clearly and the gold hadn\'t clouded my mind yet, he was worried about me. He fried that guy to save me and he might have actually saved my life. I won\'t know till I see what the weapon was but even if it would have been harmless to me the fact remains that he attacked the guy to save me and I won\'t forget that.\"
Aayla knew her mom would agree. She had been told that privately. Also she had her own reasons for agreeing. Klara may have taken Rostran from her but there were other planets out there and the Diaboli were supposedly masters at manipulating human societies. She wasn\'t sure how much help Jason could be in that regard but it was tempting to have him help her straighten out a planet or two.
Next time, she thought. I\'ll do it so well that mom will realize I\'m right and the people will thank me for making their society better. She smiled at the mental image and the other two saw the smile but did not know what she was thinking.
Jason was leary of peeking at her thoughts now that he knew she could sense it. So he exchanged looks with Myra and they waited for Aayla to finish her train of thought and tell them what she had planned.
Aayla decided she would seduce Jason and make him want to help her in her schemes. She was sure she could do it. Between her shapeshift and her pheromones he wouldn\'t know what hit him, Still if he was going to be of use he would need to be enhanced. They\'d have to travel by wormhole and he\'d need to be a Prime or P1 Vel to survive that.
She looked at Myra who was starting to look at her suspiciously but what Aayla saw was not her sister\'s expression but her genetics, almost pure Old One. The little cogs and wheels of Aayla\'s mind were turning full speed. Yes, she decided, it would be best if Jason was enhanced by her since then he could survive the wormhole trips but not fly or navigate through them himself. And he should be an adequate enough lover to start with, although she was sure she could teach him a thing or two.
She finally spoke, \"Ok Jason, convince me! Make me believe you are exactly what you say you are. I can read minds a little too. Let me roam through your memories without hindrance and maybe I\'ll believe you.\"
Jason replied, \"If you do that we might end up accidentally doing a ceremony from New Atlantis. It\'s called the Ceremony of Ultimate Commitment generally but our chief Archivists use a version of it as well. They use to make sure no knowledge is ever lost again like it was when the Elders destroyed the first Atlantis. They...\"
Aayla interrupted, \"We can discuss Diaboli history later, what is involved in this ceremony?\"
Myra interrupted him as he started to speak, \"I am the one who is to pass judgement on him. No one else. You all agreed. You have no say in this Aayla. Thanks for the paint remover but we are going to go now.\" Myra got off the table and took Jason\'s arm.
\"Ok, I\'m sorry. You are right, its your call. I guess I was being too bossy again.\" She grinned, \"It comes with being a big sister. You can go if you want to but wouldn\'t you rather shower first? Once you\'ve got that gunk off you I\'ll let you rummage for clothes in my closet. You\'ll be walking right? And I know you\'d rather not walk home naked. I have some of Ben\'s stuff too and maybe some of it will fit Jason.\" She left the room and beckoned to them with a hand. \"Come on. I\'ll show you to my room. It has the clothes and the shower.\"
\"I know where your room is Aayla. I have been here before you know.\" Myra was annoyed but no longer suspicious, unfortunately. She guided Jason to the room and they showered. Myra had even gotten a naughty look on her face and suggested they shower together. He was happy to agree. She was squirmy fun in the shower and he scrubbed her back for her yet while she seemed to make a point of brushing her nipples against him often he never got a chance to touch anything but her back and neck, with his hands at least.
Afterwards as they were drying off she asked about his home and he started telling her all about it. They were sitting on Aayla\'s bed crosslegged and he was still trying to describe a culture that was vastly different from any she knew when she suddenly gasped and her eyes shot wide open.
\"Aayla\'s pheromones are in the air!\" She shouted in a panicked tone. \"Quick put your defense against it and leave the room. Tell mom that she\'s out of control again. Mom will know what to do.\"
He put up a spellshield against Aayla\'s pheromones but instead of leaving he scanned for her mind and finding it he telekinetically grabbed her and dragged her into the room.
\"Why were you filling the room with pheromones?\" Jason asked as Aayla broke away from his telekinetic grip and stood tall between the still cross-legged Jason and Myra. \"I was chatting with Myra and she warned me in time to block them. Are you trying to get me accidentally dead?\"
\"No. I figured that before I agree to what is essentially a Diaboli wedding ceremony I\'d see if you can survive enhancement.\" She was still pumping out pheromones at the maximum rate. \"If you can\'t survive a night with Myra then you are useless for my plans.\"
Myra was furiously stroking and caressing herself and trying very hard not to grab either of the nearest bodies under her. It helped that the nearest one was her sister but that distinction, like her worry about harming Jason, was being slowly washed away in the waves of pheromones that washed over her.
She imagined that Ben was with her and doing what her hand was doing and she came loudly, interrupting Aayla and Jason as they argued. In the silence following her loud orgasmic cries, Myra rose up and grabbed her older sister and threw her off the bed and out the door.
Both Myra and Aayla were surprised when she managed it. Jason was shocked. He\'d seen that Aayla was caught completely by surprise, then she was flying out the door and not under her own power. Myra looked stronger than he\'d ever seen her and Aayla looked surprised as she flew. Jason clapped and Myra smiled as she turned back to him naked and flushed with desire and exertion.
He looked up at her as he lay on the bed and knew he did not have much time. He might have blocked Aayla\'s pheromones but he was vulnerable to Myra\'s or perhaps to Myra herself. He could smell her pheromones in the air too. He closed his eyes to the beauty of her and cast his strongest Invulnerability spell. He bound it into the very walls of the room, so that it would last even if he no longer concentrated on it. As long as they did not break the room he would survive her passion.
If Jason had known how strong she was just then he would have worried more. A normal Primal female has twice the strength when aroused. Myra, who had twice a normal Prime\'s strength to begin with, gained a fivefold increase when very aroused and Aayla stayed at the door pumping overstrength hormones into the room for four days. But fortunately for him they did not quite break the room, just everything in it, along the way.
In between bouts of intercourse, she fed him enough retrovirus to wet the parched throats of a regiment. On the fifth day Aayla left and Myra came back to herself. Jason had fallen into an enhancement coma and there was nothing she could for him but make him comfortable and hope he pulled through. She bathed him with cool cloths to help ease his fever and carried him to a spare room where she tucked him under the covers to prevent shock. Then she called her mom. Ann promised she would do something about Aayla.