Teks' Dream

  Table of Contents

  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

  Teks’

  Dream

  By E. M Reders

  Copyright

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  Copyright©2017 by E.M Reders

  Cover Art by E.M Reders

  Published by E.M. Reders

  This is a work of fiction

  Teks’ Dream is a work of fiction and all characters, events and dialogue found within this story are of the author’s imagination and not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to real persons, living or deceased, is purely coincidental.

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  Prologue

  Vampires are a myth, right? A story told to scare children - and the occasional adult - at night?

  Well, not exactly.

  Vampires are real, though they are not exactly what you think they are. Do they drink blood? Yes. Are they allergic to sunlight? Yes. Do they live forever? Well, no actually. But they do live for a very long time. But the reasons for these are not because they are the undead. They are, in fact, very much alive. They’re just not from this planet.

  You see, many centuries ago, the planet Chaetdor was destroyed and the survivors of that planet set out on a mission to find themselves a new home. Earth was never part of the plan. A primitive world with little technology and a sun that was harmful to the Chaetdorian body. When there was a fault with the ship, they had no choice but to land on the foreign planet and hope that they could fix the problem quickly, so they could continue on their journey. That did not happen. The fault was worse than they had first thought and had caused them to crash during landing, seriously damaging their vessel. With the lack of technology on earth at that time, they were stuck. They hid their craft and adapted with their new world in order to survive.

  There were just two problems. One, they were highly sensitive to the earth's sun, meaning that they could only venture out at night. And two, in order to maintain a humanoid appearance they needed to consume human blood. Stories of large, handsome, pale men with fangs soon spread, and the myth of the vampire was born.

  But now, it is time for them to leave…

  Chapter 1

  A short while ago back on Earth…

  Never in all her years had Temple been so nervous.

  She was actually doing this. She was actually going to be leaving Earth, the only home she had ever known, and blast off into space. Mandy and Rebecca would be going too, so she wouldn’t be alone. Not that it was going to be just the three of them. There would be a whole bunch of Chaetdorian males on board also. And they would have no clue that she was there. And she intended to keep it that way.

  “How are you holding up?” Mandy asked, coming to stand beside her.

  “Nervous as hell. What if they suspect something?” Temple asked as she wrung her fingers. It was a habit that her mother had always informed her she had gotten from her father, though she had never met him. He had vanished before she was born, without even knowing of her existence.

  With a laugh, Mandy stated, “They won’t, believe me. I have known these guys most of my life, and there is no way they would ever guess who or what you are, even if they did catch you. Now shush, I think the others are here.” The others being the other humans that had signed up to be blood donors to the alien race.

  Chaetdorians could camouflage themselves to blend in with other races, but they had to drink the blood of the species they wanted to mimic to do so. They had been on Earth for a hell of a long time, centuries in fact, and had become dependent on it. Now that their ship was repaired and they were ready to leave, they needed to wean themselves off human blood if they wanted to avoid the horrifying side effects of suddenly stopping all intake.

  Temple wasn’t sure what those side effects were, but for the males to trust humans enough to take them with them, she knew they must be unpleasant.

  A small group of people entered the empty warehouse. This was the pickup point, the place the Chaetdorian males would come to take them to the ship.

  “Any clue when Rebecca will get here?” Temple asked. She would feel a lot better once both her friends were beside her.

  “She shouldn’t be long. Joel’s giving her a lift.”

  Joel. A shiver ran through her at just the thought of him.

  “I don’t trust that guy.” There was just something about him that set Temple’s teeth on edge. And the way he watched her friends, constantly glancing at their necks as if knew just made it worse.

  “Me neither, but he lives just down the street from Becca, and he offered. Plus, they trust him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be coming with us.”

  She guessed that was true. But still...

  “So what happens when they get here?”

  “According to Xandr,” the Chaetdorian male Mandy was in love with, “once everyone has arrived and the coast is clear we will all be transported to the bunker and loaded onto the ship. But Temple, are you sure you can do this?”

  This meaning sneak onto the transport shuttle, then onto the ship and into the new human quarters where her friends would be waiting for her, hopefully. And she needed to do all this undetected.

  “I’m sure.” Temple had been planning this for almost as long as she could remember, ever since her mother had passed. Nothing was going to stop her from reaching her goal.

  “Then you better do whatever it is you do and vanish. The guys are here,” Mandy warned just as the door opened and a group of large, heavily muscled, red marked males strolled through the door. Slayers.

  When Mandy looked back towards her, her friend found nothing empty air. “You still there?”

  “You know it,” came Temple’s whispered reply.

  “Well, stick close until Becca turns up and then follow her. I plan to get some loving from my male, and I don’t think you want to be witness to that.”

  No, definitely not, the last time had been bad enough.

  Leaving Mandy to it, Temple decided to wait near the door for Rebecca. Luckily, she didn’t have to wait long. After only five minutes the door opened, revealing her friend and the slimeball called Joel. She really wished he wasn’t going with them.

  “I’m going to go talk to the one in charge,” Joel informed an uninterested Rebecca. The woman looked positively bored.

  “Yeah. Sure. Whatever.”

  As he walked away, Temple moved in, quickly grabbing her friend by the arm and whispering, “It’s me,” before she could scream the place down.

  Clutching her chest, Rebecca gasped,” Fuck, Temple. You almost gave me a heart attack. Warn a girl next time you plan to go all Casper on her ass.”

  “I did warn you. I said it was me.” Being invisible sure did have its drawbacks.

  “Where’s Mandy?”

  “Off seducing Xandr somewhere. Is everyone here?” She couldn’t put her plan into action until everyone was inside and the coast to the shuttle was clear.

  “Looks like it.”

  Then it was time to make her move. “Okay, I’ll see you in an hour or two then. Wish me luck.”

  Slipping out the door, she caught one last glimpse on her friend’s wo
rried face before it closed behind her. Turning, she pulled her handheld out of her back pocket, triggering the tracking program to find where the males had hidden their shuttle. As she waited for results, she headed towards the mouth of the alley. Just as her device beeped, informing her its scan of the area was complete, a group of five women came racing around the corner.

  “I think he’s gone,” one of them gasped as she came to a sudden stop.

  “Why didn’t you tell us he was back?” another demanded, practically collapsing against the wall in her out of breath state.

  “It was just a few phone calls and text messages.”

  “Just? You have a restraining order against him, Nora. He shouldn’t even be doing that, never mind chasing us down a fucking street in the middle of the night. Why didn’t you call the police?”

  “I did. They didn’t seem to care.”

  While Temple would usually love to stay and watch the soap opera in front of her play out, she really needed to get to that shuttle before the males escorted the others there. She needed time to find a hiding spot where she wouldn’t be in the way and at risk of detection. She could only hold her camouflage for so long.

  Looking down at the results of the area scan on her handheld, Temple saw that the Chaetdorian shuttle was situated not far away. Stepping around the women, she made her way towards the other end of the alley. She only just managed to jump out of the way when a man came sprinting around the corner and grabbed one of the women from behind. At the flash of a blade in his hand, she halted. This didn’t look good.

  She was torn. She wanted to help, knew that she could take the coward that needed a weapon to terrorise others, but she also knew she was running out of time. And judging from the scream that the woman let loose, she wouldn’t be surprised if the males inside the warehouse hadn't heard and were about to descend on them.

  As the seconds ticked by, Temple asked herself the one most important question. If she left and something happened to these women, could she live with herself?

  The answer was simple. No.

  Taking a step back in their direction, she prepared to reveal herself. If she was lucky the man would react the same way Rebbeca had upon seeing her ability for the first time and save her a fight… by passing out.

  Only, in the end, she didn’t need to. Just as she took another step, a form fell from above.

  She recognised the Slayer Chaer immediately. She had never met him, never seen him before with her own eyes, but her friends descriptions of him left no doubt in her mind that it was him. The vivid red markings. The dark, angry glare. Oh yeah, that was the leader of the assassin sect of the Chaetdorian race. And that was just the male she did not want to meet during her mission to stow away on board their vessel.

  With the women in good hands, Torq already on the move, disarming the human male quickly – literally – Temple raced out of the alley and headed in the direction of her future.

  Chapter 2

  Sometime later out in space…

  Temple needed to work fast if she was to remain hidden. They had left Earth, finally, but with that came one of the biggest problems she faced with her plan… the ships interface system. She knew it was only a matter of time before the system was back up and running and her presence and location were given away. But she could fix that if she could get to the main console room in time.

  When Temple had imagined this moment, imagined the obstacles she would have to jump through in order to keep her existence a secret, she had pictured both her friends, Mandy and Rebecca, by her side, watching her back. But that wasn’t possible now.

  Mandy never made it to the ship, having gone missing from the warehouse sometime after Temple had left to sneak onto the Chaetdorian’s shuttle – a shuttle she had ended up sharing with that hulk of a Chaetdorian, Torq, and the group of females that he had saved, then knocked out and abducted. Each of those females was now happily mated to members of the crew and living aboard ship. Sometime after they had arrived on board they had found Mandy’s body back at the warehouse. You would think that the death of her friend would make her doubt her decision to leave Earth, to stay on the Chaetdorian ship, but if anything it made her more determined.

  But then Rebecca was killed by the same maniac that had kidnapped and killed Mandy.

  Joel.

  And it was all her fault. She had known that there was something wrong with the guy, had sensed it from the very beginning, but she’d done nothing. Now both her friends were dead and she was completely alone… and in deep trouble.

  She hadn’t fed since the night Rebecca was killed and already she was feeling all the worse for it. Her core temperature was rising and her skin felt itchy. She had no clue what other side effects she could expect, but she hoped to not find out.

  Following the floor schematics she had memorised back on earth, she made her way through the ship towards to main console room. From there she should be able to hack into the ship’s systems and make sure there would never be a trace of her to find, either by the males that ran the ship or the interface system that could be back online any moment.

  Peeking around the corner, she checked to make sure that the corridor ahead was empty. Just as she was about to move the door dematerialised and Hex stepped out into the corridor.

  Quickly she altered her body, used her ability to mimic the area around her and render her invisible. She just hoped that her weakened state wasn’t yet affecting that ability.

  Pressing herself as close to the wall as possible, Temple watched as Hex walked by. When he didn’t see her and continued on, stepping into one of the transporters further down, she released the breath she had been holding. The sooner she could get this done and get back to deck seven, the better.

  With the way clear, she raced to the panel beside the door, quickly using the bypass code she knew to disengage the door. As soon as the door dematerialised she raced inside, breathing a sigh of relief when it rematerialized behind her, sealing her in. Though, her relief was short lived.

  “Do you always let yourself into places you are not authorised to enter?”

  With a scream, Temple spun around, looking for the origin of the voice, a female voice of all things. But the room was empty. What the hell?

  “Well?” the voice demanded again impatiently.

  “Mm… Yes.” No point in lying. “Where are you? Show yourself.”

  Temple didn’t know what she had expected to happen after uttering that demand, but it had certainly not been for an almost transparent, sparkly image of a female to appear before her. A Chaetdorian female at that.

  “Hi, my name is SIS,” the hologram said with a bright smile.

  “Mm… Hi. I’m Temple. SIS?”

  “Not my choice, believe me. It stands for Ship Interface System.”

  Holy crap! Was she the interface system? Temple couldn’t believe it. She had known that the technology here would be advanced, but not this advanced. None of her research had ever pointed to the interface system having holographic form.

  “Now, would you like to tell me why you are in here and not hiding out on deck seven like you have been?”

  “You knew I was there? Fuck.”

  “I know where everyone is on board this vessel. I may have only recently been given full control of the ship again, but I have always been aware of the goings-on.”

  Then she knew Temple’s secret, knew what she was. How long till the males found out about her existence?

  “Don’t look so panicked.”

  “Of course not, why should I be panicked?” she said sarcastically. “Oh yeah, because I’m trapped on a ship filled with Chaetdorian males who will see me as nothing but a piece of meat, a sex toy, an impossibility to study and dissect once they get bored of me.” Her mother had warned her of the danger she would be in if the males of her race discovered of her existence.

  All Chaetdorians were male. Period. If they found out that they were wrong, that a Chaetdorian male and human female could
produce Chaetdorian female offspring they would never let her go, and no human female would be safe from the nearing extinction alien race.

  “No one is going to harm you, Temple. You are safe here.”

  “How can you be so sure?”

  “Because I’m going to help you hide.”

  “Why?”

  Chapter 3

  The woman was infuriating.

  “What fun would that be?”

  What fun would that be?

  Out of everything Teks had expected SIS to say – the interface system that helped run the ship – it had not been that.

  They had finally escaped the planet they had been captive on for centuries after numerous obstacles had gotten in their path, and now they had a stowaway. And the one thing that could make the job of finding them so much easier, lift a little of the weight from his shoulders, point blank refused.

  He couldn’t be dealing with this right now. After a bunch of human females were snuck onto his ship without his knowledge, madness induced males causing mayhem, and one of the human volunteers he had invited aboard murdering two others and nearly a third, he wasn’t sure how much more he could take.

  Hell, she wouldn’t even help them uncover the final pieces of the puzzle when it came to Joel and the horrifying murders he had committed.

  “Is this because you’re mad that you have been offline for so long?” It wasn’t his fault that her systems had gone down when they had crashed on Earth all those centuries ago. And they couldn’t reboot her until they were away from the planet. The moment they were at a safe enough distance to do so, he had started her back up. What a mistake that was turning out to be.

  She didn’t answer, just rose her pixelated brow.

  Centuries ago, well before the crash that had stranded them, Teks had dreamed of a beautiful Chaetdorian female, one that made his heart race and his cock hard. It was nothing but a fantasy. Chaetdorians were born male. Never in their history had a female been born. The dreams had plagued him so much, her image never leaving his mind, that when it had come time to create an image for their Interface Assistant, he had chosen hers. Hex had gotten his hands on her though, changing multiple things in her programming as well as her imaging. Now, while she still looked similar to the image of his dream female – same beautiful eyes and pouted lips - she was annoying as hell and was in need of a serious attitude adjustment.