A SPARTAN'S WAR

Eirene was beyond overwhelmed.

The last few hours had been nothing but pure, unadulterated pleasure on a plane she had no idea existed. Her mothers had told her that making love to a man who consumed their soul was the most powerful and blissful feeling in the world. They had this with her father, and Eirene now had this with Miseo. There were no doubts in her mind, no questions of her heart. Any fears she may have had quickly disappeared with her shyness when his lips and tongue dove into her center and brought the world crashing down around her. She had very nearly screamed herself hoarse as the staggering orgasms followed, crashing upon one another with no end in sight. These feelings only doubled in intensity when Miseo had poised himself to fill her and then, with an inexperienced yet eager plunge, he sank the entirety of his fourteen inch cock into her depths in a single soul shattering drive. It was all Eirene could do to keep from passing out at the devastating sensations of uncharted bliss that ripped through her. She thought there might be some pain at least, given his enormous size and her petite figure, but the only thing Eirene had felt was an all unbearable need for more.

Miseo gave her everything she wanted. And so very much more.

Now Eirene found herself atop him, his swollen cock buried within her and causing ripples of ecstasy every time she ground her hips upon him. Her breasts were crushed against his sweaty chest, her own skin slick with sweat, as she showered his handsome face with kisses and his hands continuously stroked the flesh of her thighs and lower back. His fingers tickled the sensitive spot of her tattoo, causing jolts of pleasure to shoot through her. And then there was his tail. Never did she think his tail could do what it did. It never seemed to stop rubbing her body in different locations, wrapping around her waist, dragging deliciously across her breasts to intentionally brush over her super sensitive nipples and drawing ragged gasps of unabashed delight from her. It delved over and between her perfect ass, never ceasing to explore every minute portion of her flesh. Her hips were a blur of motion as she rode him, striving to reach the pinnacle of pleasure. Each time their loins crashed together it brought joyful cries from her and groans of intense pleasure from Miseo.

Eirene had experienced countless orgasms up until this point, but she didn't understand why Miseo had not yet exploded. Why he hung on the edge for so long and did not let his passion fill her as she so desperately wanted. When his hands clamped onto her ass cheeks and he began slamming into her with fervor she knew he was close. She met his upward thrusts with downward smashes of her hips, wanting him to fill her and make her his. She gasped in unearthly bliss when with a growl of arousal he sat up, causing her to fully impale herself on his wonderful cock.

"Eirene!" He gasped between clenched teeth. "I… you don't… what will happen!" He gasped as he looked at her enchanted face, gripped in intense pleasure.

Eirene's eyes were half shut as dominating tremors of another building orgasm from deep within her belly and the base of her spine began to surge upward. "Give me all of you!" She rasped out the words.

"Eirene… I am Kavalian!" He gasped with another upward thrust of his hips. He watched her face twist into a dreamy smile as he pierced her so deeply. "I will… we will… Eirene!"

Eirene's eyes grew wide when she felt it. She was fully speared upon his massive cock, his strong hands pulling her down even more and then she felt the base of his delicious cock swell even larger, stretching her around him and sealing their bodies together over a sizeable bulb at the base of his cock. She gasped in devastating pleasure as the length of his cock also swelled thicker and then his lava hot passion was rocketing up the length of his shaft to erupt into the depths of her womb. His soft lips wrapped around her right nipple and he nursed on it almost painfully as she screamed in utter, cataclysmic heaven. His powerful body went rigid, his hands holding her ass tightly to his hips insuring she could not move and the bulb at the base of his cock insuring they were locked together. His explosive release into her quivering body sent Eirene cascading over the edge of the pleasure abyss and Eirene couldn't help the screams of enchantment then as her whole body rumbled in out of control ecstasy.

Miseo fell back on the end, dragging her with him as his hot passion continued to erupt into her. Four times. Five times. Six. Seven. With each eruption Eirene cried out in glee as another orgasm rocked her own body. It was almost too much as her body responded to his, her mind awash in catatonic bliss. Three full minutes, what seemed like an eternity, and finally Miseo's body relaxed and he rolled over on the bed, covering her petite figure with his and finding her lips in another breath stealing kiss of desire and need and love. She could feel him within her depths still filling her with his essence. Eirene's arms wrapped around his powerful back, his tail twitching madly as it danced across the flesh of her outer thigh, until finally they drew apart and his head fell to the crock of her neck mewling out words of love and devotion as he nibbled the skin of her neck and shoulder. His breathing was coming in great heaves and Eirene couldn't stop the tears in her eyes from forming as his words reached her elven and wolf ears.

"I love you Eirene Leonidas." Miseo hissed in a whisper. "More than I have ever loved anything in my short life. I do not know how this came to be… but I… I can't live without you now."

Eirene shuddered in delight as he nuzzled the outer ridge of her two and a half inch half elven ear and she gripped him even tighter.

"My… my Miseo!" She gasped into his cheek her voice filled with happiness. "With all that I am… I love you."

Miseo pulled his face back to gaze into her beautiful dark brown eyes. He leaned over and kissed her quivering lips, relishing in the taste of her lips and skin. "Forgive… forgive me." He said finally. "We will… I will not soften for at least an hour… if not more. We are locked… we can not separate until I soften Eirene."

Eirene's eyes twinkled in delight and she shook her head as she squeezed the shaft of his cock as tightly as she could with the inner muscles of her womanhood. She watched his face contort as she did and she chuckled. "Who says… who says I want to separate." She hissed softly.

Miseo looked at her with adoring eyes. "If you continue to do that it will be longer." He told her.

Eirene drew her hands from his back and took his face in her palms. "Hold me Miseo my love. Crush me to you and hold me and never let go."

Miseo did exactly as Eirene asked him, wrapping his powerful arms around her body and rolling to his side. His tail wrapped tightly around her thigh as she curled it up alongside his hip and he pulled her against him. Eirene relished in the feelings of his strong arms around her and his incredible cock still buried deeply within her. She pressed her face to his chest and with much reluctance, the exertion of the last few hours finally caught up with her. Miseo watched as her eyes closed and she was asleep in moments, a smile of blissful satisfaction and love on her face. Miseo brought his hand to the back of her head and he held her there as his own eyes closed and he followed her quickly into the blackness of sleep.

They had found something wonderful in this crazy world. And that something was each other. There was no going back now, and in truth, neither of them would have it any other way.

PLANET TWELVE ALPHA

STRIKER DT IIA

JANUARY 30, 2575

SEVEN MINUTES FROM LANDING

For'mya turned her helmeted head and glanced out of the right side window to view the KADEN transport that was matching their speed and descent angle. She reached up and touched the side of her helmet. "KADEN One Four… adjust your course three degrees to starboard. You are too close to our ventral exhaust."

"KADEN One Four acknowledged." The voice answered.

For'mya turned and looked at Endith in the pilot's seat. Endith smiled and shook her head slowly. "Rookies." She said humorously.

"Final inbound marker in five seconds." Tina spoke.

"Final marker copy." Endith echoed as her hand dropped to the thruster controls of the STRIKER DT IIA.

For'mya touched her helmet again. "Martin Leonidas… we are six minutes from the landing zone. Daniel's team is already down."

"Copy Kinsoaurgai." Martin's voice replied. A hint of a smile played across For'mya's face as his words filtered to her. He had ceased replying with her full name as they had begun during that time on Ukwav. Now he simply called her Kinsoaurgai. This difference was not lost on For'mya for it showed her that his love for her was absolute. Just as it was for all of them.

They all heard Martin's voice fill the internal ship COM. It was his business voice now, and no one would question his instructions.

"Six minutes people. Once we are down, Dysea and I, with Torma and Iriral will do an airborne circuit before we begin to disembark and set up the staging areas." Martin's voice spoke. "Cody and the Master Chief will conduct the ground perimeter check and establish our defenses. When we give the all clear, begin setting up your load stations. Iama will direct what is coming from the processing area so be prepared. Torma, Arzoal, Isheeni, Miath and the new hatchlings will be working quickly. We have thirty-six hours but I want to be fully loaded and gone in twenty-eight. The follow on KADENS will arrive in twelve hours so let's be ready for them. This planet is unknown to us so no one wander away from the perimeter. Science Team Leader?"

"Here King Leonidas." The female voice answered.

"Status?"

"The site we wanted to inspect is only half a click from the load area. Once you give the word we can be ready to move in seven minutes." She answered.

"Good enough. We'll get the perimeter up and then we'll detail you out." Martin replied. "Aide station will be the back of my STRIKER. Designate your buddy teams and prepare for touch down." Martin looked towards the cockpit. "Take us down For'mya." He ordered.

"In we go then!" She announced as Martin turned and saw Eirene standing beside Kdan as Miseo was further back in the ship helping Cody adjust something on their cargo containers. He made his way over to them and as he approached her heard Eirene speaking with Kdan within Mindvoice. They had forgotten to shield their conversation and he quickly threw up a barrier for them without them noticing. He inhaled deeply and instantly detected Miseo's rich scent buried deep within her blood now. She was also much calmer and all signs of her Coming of Age fever was gone. The wolf within her proudly announced to all that she was Miseo's wife and mate now and she would broke no insult. The elf within her had chattered away with her mothers for nearly an hour before boarding the ship this morning, her face beaming and so very beautiful just like her mother.

[… his wife and mate now Kdan.] Eirene spoke as she stroked his cool light green scales.

[He is… he is very large sister. He did not hurt you?] Kdan asked with real concern in his voice.

Eirene smiled as she pressed her cheek to the scales on his enormous head. Kdan's dark green eyes closed in happiness. [It was… it was beyond wondrous Kdan.] She said slowly. [I am a little sore after two days… but the pleasure was beyond anything I imagined or hoped for. I…]

Martin did not want to intrude on their conversation any longer and he stepped up behind her softly. Her head turned when she smelled and sensed him, and Martin saw the brightness in her eyes.

"MedwanGai." She spoke softly and with adoring love.

Martin leaned over and nuzzled her cheek drawing a sigh of happiness from her. "I am so very glad for you arande." He said softly. "But remember to shield your conversations with Kdan. Unless you wish everyone to know about the pleasure you experienced these previous nights with your new husband and mate."

Eirene's eyes grew wide at his words and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. [Oh… oh no!] She gasped.

Martin grinned and nuzzled her cheek again. [I shielded for you.] He said. [And do not be embarrassed about what you experienced and will experience into the future arande. There is nothing to be ashamed of. Nothing at all.]

[MedwanGai I…] Eirene began to speak.

Martin shook his head. [Your sisters Lisisa and Eliani both have shared things with me that may seem out of place for a daughter to tell her father. For them to share that with me is an honor. That my daughter's trust me enough to not be afraid to talk with me is even more of an honor. And it is a confidence I will never break. You need not fear I will judge you arande. You can talk to me of anything you wish.]

Eirene stared into his dark eyes and felt warmth wash over her as his aura drifted out and engulfed her in a fatherly manner. [Thank you MedwanGai.] She whispered within Mindvoice. [You… you don't know what that means to me.]

[You and Kdan stay close to Torma and I when we are groundside. After he is done with the collection for the day we want to teach you some tricks that are not normally used by other Bonded Pairs. Your mother and Isheeni will be teaching Fedor and Dnom the same skills.] He told her.

[We will.] Eirene answered.

Martin nodded his head with a smile and then moved towards the back of the ship. Eirene turned back and looked into Kdan's green eyes. [There are times my Bonded Brother… there are times when Fedor and I wish that he was our true father. Not just of our hearts… but of our blood.]

Kdan touched his snout to her shoulder. [But he is Eirene my sister.] He told her. [You need no more proof than to look in the mirror. He is the one who turned your mother. He is the one your mother loves more than any breath she may take. When he turned her, his blood became part of her. It flows within her. And that blood flows through you and Fedor as well. Never doubt that.]

Eirene looked at him with a beaming face. [I love you my Bonded Brother.] She said softly.

[No more than I love and treasure you now sister.] Kdan snorted softly as Eirene did what she had done when she was still growing. She snuggled her body under his folded wing and placed her head against the side of his chest to hear his heartbeat.

Eirene did not see Martin step up to Miseo.

"Miseo?"

Miseo rose quickly to his feet and turned. "King Leonidas." He gasped.

Martin looked at this tall, powerfully built Kavalian with Pralor blood running in his veins. The biogenic process had altered his outward appearance, his tail the only thing left from a different life, but standing before him was a man that could have just as easily passed for a Spartan. "Thank you Miseo." Martin said softly. "You have… you have given her happiness after everything she has endured up until now."

Miseo let his blue eyes look behind him and he saw Eirene cuddled under Kdan's wing. He turned back to Martin. "It is I who should be thanking you Milord." He said respectfully. "She is… Eirene is like a precious jewel to me. One I will worship for the rest of my life."

Martin nodded. "As it should be." He said. He leaned closer. "Did it work?"

Miseo couldn't help but grin at him. "Milord… she would not release my head for almost an hour." He answered. "I will continue to improve my technique in that regard. She… she tastes like sweet honey. I would have… I would have never thought of that myself."

Martin pounded Miseo on the shoulder. "Good man." He said. "I've learned through the years that it shows them that you love every little thing about them. When they know that…" Martin grinned. "Well… let's just say that things will always stay spicy. If more of your people back in the Alpha quadrant would try it… things might be very different."

Miseo chuckled softly. "That may very well be true Milord."

Martin nodded. "You and I will have the first watch for tonight. We can talk more and I can establish a more definitive connection for you and Eirene to use for just yourselves. You have Pralor blood within you and it's time you began to learn about that part of you. At least as much as I can teach you. Your father agrees"

Miseo nodded. "I will look forward to that sir."

"And stop with this Milord crap will ya!" Martin hissed. "Sibfla… you're making me feel ancient!"

PLANET TWELVE ALPHA

PROCESSING SITE

MID MORNING JANUARY 30

"Tell me what you see?" Danny asked as he handed Fedor the macrobinoculars.

Fedor took them and adjusted his position on the ground beside the man he called Uncle without hesitation. They were on the ridgeline two hundred meters north of where Iama was establishing her Processing Site on the plateau three hundred meters above the beach four hundred meters away. Three other teams of two were out on the four corners of the perimeter, though Dnom was with them, so they counted as three.

"I see lush green forests and an ocean in the distance." Fedor answered.

Danny rolled his eyes. "Wise ass." He muttered. "Now tell me what you really see?"

Fedor chuckled and then allowed the wolf within him to come out. His dark brown eyes became encased in a dark black ring as he began flipping through the different spectrums that his wolf eyes allowed him. "The animals are plentiful." He spoke as he observed the terrain surrounding them. "Their movements are slightly erratic… almost as if they are spooked in some manner." Fedor said lowering the binos and looking at his Uncle's dark skin and eyes.

Danny nodded. "Good. Very good." He said taking the binos back. "I got a feeling most of them can smell us and our dragon friends and they are being wary. Wayonn's scans did not indicate any predators close to the size of the dragons and they are probably worried they will become a meal."

"How many of these beasts do we need to take?" Fedor asked shifting his Mark IV ArmorPly slightly to be more comfortable.

"About sixty." Danny answered. "Half today… half tomorrow." His eyes scanning the treeline below them.

Fedor looked at his Uncle from the side after a long moment of silence. "Do they fear us Uncle?" Fedor asked.

Danny turned to look at him. "Fear you? I don't follow. What do you mean?"

"The crew." Fedor asked. "Sometimes I can sense their confusion and distrust of how Eirene and I came to be."

Danny lowered the binos and looked at him. "Last time I checked you came to be just like every other child." He spoke. "Just at a little faster pace is all."

Fedor nodded. "That is just it." He said. "They question if we will be like our brothers and sisters. Like Andro and Deni and Eliani. They fear us because of how we were conceived and what Eirene and I could do."

Danny shook his head. "They don't fear you Fedor." He said. "They are timid because of who they know you are. Of the events surrounding how you and your sister came to be. It's not that they fear you… they don't know you."

"Don't know us?" Fedor asked.

"Your father and mothers have been keeping you two pretty secluded these last few weeks. Only recently have you begun to get out among the crew and mingled. They… they are feeling you and Eirene out." Danny said.

"Why?" Fedor asked.

Danny shrugged his broad shoulders. "It's what we do." He replied. "You are the son and daughter of the King and For'mya. That makes you larger than life in some respects. Most of them have never ever seen the Royal family in person and now there is a shit pot full of you on their ship. It will take some getting used too."

"Then they know who he is?" Fedor asked with distaste in his voice.

"Everyone knows who he is boy." Danny said. "Kind of hard to miss the biggest asshole in the known universe. Not to mention he is uglier than sin." Danny shifted his body. "You are worried that they see you and Eirene as his children and not Marty's?"

Fedor nodded his head slowly with a trace of a smile at his Uncle's words. "I some ways yes." He answered.

Danny shook his head. "You and Eirene can put that right out of your head Fedor. None of them believe that for an instant. Especially not now. I've seen his ugly mug up close and personal. Neither of you looks anything like him. You look like your mother and Marty as strange as that seems. I'm sure you know why that is by now?"

Fedor nodded. "Because MedwanGai is much more powerful than him." He said. "When Eirene and I reached for the essence of our father… we found his."

"That's part of it yes." Danny said. "The other part… the larger part of it is that Marty's essence comes from in here!" Danny stabbed his fingers into his chest. "The heart pumping in your MedwanGai's chest is pure gold Fedor. He loves without question, and when he trusts, he trusts without hesitation. Somehow… somehow he has found the perfect balance between compassion and violence. Between anger and peace. He is a very unique man. A man that in many ways is closer to me than my own brothers. I would die for him in a blink. Not because of his name… but because I know deep down he would die for me just as quickly."

"How old were you when the Guardian of the Line brought you to live with him?" Fedor asked.

Danny shrugged. "A year maybe. Me and Jules." He replied. "We've been together since the very beginning of everything. In all that time he has never given up, never left any of us behind and he has loved us all despite our flaws. And we have loved him. No doubts. No regret. None of us would be here today if not for him at one point or another." Danny rolled onto his back. "You know the difference between your MedwanGai and Pusintin?"

Fedor shook his head. "No."

"Martin has never wanted power." Danny said. "He's never wanted power or control or any of that shit. You could take all of this away from him tomorrow and he'd be happier than a pig in sibfla. He would take your mothers, retire on some lush planet like this and never look back. If he knew we would never have to fight again. And I'd take your Aunt Anuk and Aunt Nayeca and be right beside him."

"He would give it all up?" Fedor asked.

Danny nodded. "In a nubous heartbeat." He said. "And you would be hard pressed to get Andro to take his place. That boy is scary like his father and he'd probably be on the same ship with him as they ran away."

"But he is King?" Fedor said. "Andro is Crown Prince?"

Danny nodded his head. "Yes they are. And believe me when I tell you there is not a power mongering bone in either of their bodies. They hate to fight. Hell… we all do! It just so happens that we are very, very good at it. I'd much rather be home nuzzling my Anome and your Aunt Nayeca and partaking of their beauty and gifts than out here." Danny smiled. "I'll give you a piece of advice your MedwanGai shared with me when we were still very young. We had just completed our second mission and we were watching the moon in our wolf forms. Damned if I can remember where though." Danny shook his head. "Marty told me if anyone offers me power… if they offer me something that seems to good to be true on the outside… then run away. Run away just as fast as I can. Those who want power are the ones who are dangerous. Those who want power are easily corrupted. Those who have no desire for power… those are the men and women who are usually the ones who make history as the leaders of others. Mainly because the whole time they are in power, they are trying to get back to their normal lives. Your MedwanGai has three… four rules really. He drilled them into our heads as we were growing. Has he told you them?"

Fedor shook his head. "No."

Danny smiled. "He can be very profound when he wants to be you know. First rule… the Pack comes before the individual. He hates being King but he does it because he considers the Union his Pack. And as the Alpha, it is his duty to insure everything he does is good for the pack. Second rule… Blood before all else. Your blood is your strength… that is where your power lies. Never betray your blood for any reason."

"But we are not…" Fedor began but stopped himself. "No… we are his blood." He said looking at Danny. "We are of grandfather's blood. His blood and essence."

Danny nodded. "Yes you are. You and Eirene both. You are his blood and you are his children. Nothing and no one can ever take that away from you. Either of you. The third rule… never for any reason disrespect the ones who bear your name and your future." Danny said. "Love your wives and mates with everything that you are. Show them that they are everything to you. Do that… and they will love you back with a fervor and many happy times will be had by all."

Fedor nodded his head slowly and then looked back up to him. "You said he had four rules Uncle."

Danny nodded. "The fourth rule… well that is simple. Kill anything and anyone who tries to keep you from fulfilling the first three rules." Danny's head tilted slightly as he caught the scent on the slight wind. He turned back on the ridge. "Show time." He said. "Torma and the others are bringing back the first load."

Iama stood near the center of the Processing Camp they had established, ready for the work to come and completely relishing the new life that she had discovered here among those who she had been raised to believe were her enemies. Her short conversation with King Martin the previous night had released all her doubts and inhibitions about making the decisions she had in the recent weeks into the void of space.

Her family had forsaken her. Her Pride had forsaken her. These men and women had embraced her.

All in an attempt to become more powerful within the Kavalian hierarchy. An attempt that to this day had not born fruit to the best of her knowledge. So they had given her away for nothing. They had allowed the Kavalian leadership to turn her into a biogenic whore for their troops. When the biogenic treatments had not taken completely and left her with her tail, all the schooling and training they had given her was for naught. They shipped her off to Nefoa to be used as a sex slave within the brothels there. The only thing that had gotten her away from Nefoa was her willingness to do anything sexually that got her free from the sometimes six times a night she had to lay with rutting Kavalian troops. Troops that she was only an object to. Iama had proven stronger than that, and the day the Lycavorian King had come to her on that planet and offered her a new life, Iama had jumped at the chance to have something different. Even with an enemy.

Yet what Iama had found was not the enemy she had been raised to distrust and hate. This was an enemy that offered her whatever she wanted and asked for nothing in return. This was an enemy that was not an enemy at all. The Lycavorian King had given her the chance, and with every day that passed and her future appeared brighter, Iama began to fit in. Everyone knew her to be a biogenic Kavalian female, but only those who had been on the planet knew of her tail. It was the one thing she kept hidden. She had no idea how it would make others react to her. Twice now in the last eight weeks she had caught the eye of a Lycavorian male and when they had discovered she still had her tail, twice they had politely told her that was not something that they could deal with. Iama understood… she might find it hard herself. It was the reason she kept her tail tightly wrapped around her waist like a belt that was part of her uniform. No one questioned it, and no one got close enough to her backside to see that she had cut a small slit in her uniform to allow this to happen. Cooking had become a desire for her, an outlet to make her forget her life. That she had become incredibly good at it never really crossed her mind until that day on the planet.

The day Martin Leonidas and his Queens set her free.

As she looked at the ridge where she knew Daniel Simpson was she saw Julie Collins move across in front of her. She darted forward to Julie, the one time female wolf and now vampire clone with all the memories of the Lycavorian female who had died long ago and that she had replaced. She felt a kindred connection to Julie for the woman had endured almost the exact same thing as she had, just in a different form.

"Julie?" Iama asked casing Julie to stop and turn to face her.

"I think we are in good shape Iama." Julie said.

Iama nodded. "We are just waiting for the signal that the King's dragon and the others are returning." She said. "I wanted to ask something."

Julie nodded her head. "Shoot." The young Kavalian female was very inquisitive and none of the questions she had asked her up to now had been military in nature.

"The half breed with Daniel Simpson?" Iama asked. "I have… I have never seen him before. Who is he?"

Julie smiled. "Fedor?" She asked. "He's really cute isn't he?"

Iama shrugged her slim shoulders far too quickly in dismissal. "I had not noticed really." She lied and not noticing the slight crook in Julie's mouth that indicated she knew Iama was lying. "Only that he has never been on one of our gathering missions before. I wanted to make sure he was properly trained and would not be a burden. The King was very specific in his instructions."

Julie nodded. "You don't need to worry about Fedor Iama. He can more than take care of himself."

"The last few days I have seen him and a young blond woman sitting at the King's table." Iama spoke looking at her. "Are they the children of friends perhaps? Is that why they are here? Some sort of reward for being faithful."

Julie looked at her for a long moment. "That is not something we do Iama. No… if you must know… they are the children of For'mya and the Skipper's brother."

Iama's eyes grew slightly wider. "The twins?" She gasped. "I… I heard about them when they came aboard! I saw them even! That… that can not be them! They are fully grown now! When they came on board they were just children!"

Julie nodded. "It is true." She said in response. "The same accelerated growth serum that your people use was for your infants and the clones was used on the twins while they were in For'mya's womb. It was part of Pusintin's plan to use them to try and take control of the Union. He's as dumb as he is ugly for thinking that."

"Then they… they are Prince and Princess?" Iama asked.

Julie nodded. "Yeah. Why don't you talk to him?"

Iama shook her head quickly. "Oh no. I could not. He is a Prince."

"Prince is just a title." Julie said. "And like his MedwanGai and his brother, I'm thinking he will not really care for the title."

"MedwanGai?" Iama asked.

"It's what Fedor and Eirene call Marty." Julie said. "Father of our Hearts. They don't recognize Pusintin as their father."

"How can they do that?" Iama asked.

Julie smiled. "It's actually very confusing. Has to do with Mindvoicing and Etheric power and such. They've been training and staying mostly with their dragons when they eat. Martin and the others decided to acclimate them slowly. I think that part is over now and they'll be around more now. Eirene just took Miseo as her mate and husband. You should talk to Fedor Iama. He's really very interesting."

Iama looked at her with wide eyes. "Miseo? He is… he is Kavalian? He is… she is just a child! He is just a child!" She gasped.

Julie nodded. "What difference does it make if he is Kavalian? And believe me, Eirene and Fedor are not children any longer." She asked. "When two are meant to be together you can't fight it. Eirene didn't fight it and neither did Miseo. They make a cute couple really. He's so much taller and wider than her that it looks silly sometimes."

"I thought…" Iama began to say something but that was quickly pushed from her mind as Danny's voice echoed in both of their ear implants.

"Tally Ho! You got inbound!" His voice spoke. "Torma and Isheeni are bringing back the first batch!"

"How many Danny?" Anja's voice filled their ears and they turn as her five foot three figure walked up to them wearing similar Mark IV ArmorPly.

"Looks like six Red." He answered.

Anja nodded as she stopped next to Iama. "We're standing by." Anja reached out and squeezed Iama's hand. "Ready?"

Iama smiled and nodded. "Yes."

Anja grinned. "I clear them, you dice them."

"That's original Anja." Julie quipped.

Anja looked at her and smiled brightly. This Julie Collins didn't remember what they had shared all those years ago. She probably knew about it now, but she didn't remember it. It didn't matter to Anja, Julie and Danny had been the catalyst to her finally discovering and most importantly accepting her love for Martin and for Anja that had been the most important part. This Julie was still discovering memories, but as far as Anja was concerned, this woman was the friend she had been way back then.

Anja shrugged her shoulders as she looked at Julie. "Marty and Danny are the one liner experts not me." She said.

Julie laughed and shook her head as she mocked punched Anja in the arm. "As if anyone will believe that." She spoke.

Anja smiled at her as they heard Torma's trumpet and they turned to see him carrying the enormous beast in his talons.

"Time to go to work." She stated.