Chapter 43 Alicia White Requests an Audience with Metatron.
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Bjorn Muller was trying to catch some sleep in his room on Alicia White’s small and unregistered black operations shuttle “SS Shady Business”. He had been on the shuttle for a couple of weeks, and he hated every minute of it. His room was basic and cramped, and a lot of it seemed to be used for storage. The food was basic and not even close to the standard he was used to. But the worst part was that the shuttle he was on was so small so that it lacked artificial gravitation, meaning he had to sleep strapped to a bed, vastly different from the comfort he was used to.
Bjorn’s former command ship ISS Supreme Earth was large, about 100 meters long and 60 meters wide and 60 meters high. Being of that size, it had double hulls. The outer shell had the thrusters that propelled the craft forward as well as armaments. The inner hull contained the living quarters and the command centre of the ship. The inner hull continually accelerated around its own axle to create gravity while being attached to the outer shell that propelled the craft forward. While the gravity on board a large vessel was still a lot weaker than on earth, it was still enough to be able to walk around, eat, drink, and sleep regularly.
Even more than luxury and comfort of his command ship Bjorn was missing the feeling of power associated with being in command. While Bjorn was technically second in command for the mission, Both Alicia and her staff completely disrespected and ridiculed him, knowing very well that he had no real power on this vessel. Bjorn was interrupted in his train of thought when Alicia knocked on his door.
Alicia White:
- Rise and shine pretty boy.
Bjorn Muller:
- I am awake, you freak!
Alicia White:
- Good. We are at the B528B asteroid. Time to sniff out your girlfriend, Keila.
Bjorn Muller:
- I highly doubt they are going to give us free access to search their secretive base. Besides we have no official business being here.
Alicia White:
- You’ll find that I can be very persuasive.
They docked with B528B and Metatron with a group of angels met them at the docking station. Without a word, Alicia White walked up to Metatron, grabbed him by the balls and hissed in his ear.
Alicia White:
- Where is Keila?!
- I can smell her on you!
The other angels lifted their weapons and so did Alicia’s entourage ending with an armed standoff. Alicia let go of Metatron, and after gasping for air, he finally spoke up.
Metatron:
- She is dead; we delivered her body to your friend over there, Bjorn Muller.
Alicia White:
- Liar!
- I can smell her on you. She is here. I require access to search the station.
Meanwhile, Keila saw what was happening through the divine technology chips installed in the angels. She realised that fighting the Terrans was the last option she should consider and instead made her way to an emergency pod that would take her down to the surface of Eden. She instructed Metatron to stall the intruders, while she made her way to an escape pod that would take her down to Eden.
After a long wait, Metatron finally broke the silence.
Metatron:
- Okay, you can have a look around. But I can assure you that we will complain with the Terran Council about this.
Alicia White:
- Good. Complain as much as you want, you’ll have a lot to answer for when we catch Keila!
Alicia and Bjorn walked around in the space station with Metatron as their hostage. After a few hours, they had seen everything, and they walked back to the docking station.
Alicia White:
- Thank you for the tour. What a lovely station. We will meet again shortly.
Metatron:
- No, we will not. You are not welcome here anymore. Try anything funny, and we will shoot you down on sight.
Alicia White completely disregarded the threat. The man in front of her was gutless and had already been a pushover once. The people on the space station were clearly scared of the Terran Council so there was no way they would ever try anything against them.
Alicia White:
- Are you inviting me to dinner on Friday?! I don’t know if I can fit it in, but I’ll see you soon handsome!
Hearing her response, Metatron just stared at her dumbfounded as she entered the shuttle and took off with her crew.
Once they were back in space Alicia spoke to Bjorn:
Alicia White:
- Keila is there. Did you notice there was a room with female clothing in it and that one of the emergency pods was missing?
Bjorn Muller:
- Doesn’t prove anything. And I doubt the Council will give us the permission to strike and the attack ships needed, based solely on circumstantial evidence.
Alicia White:
- Oh, but I have proper evidence.
Alicia pulled out a pair of female underwear that she stole from the visit and smelled them. She growled.
Alicia White:
- That is the smell of Keila!
Bjorn Muller:
- Very well. Let’s match the underwear with her DNA to see if they match.
- If they do, we get reinforcements and attack the station.
Alicia quickly dumped the underwear into a garbage collector and propelled them out into space.
Alicia White:
- No! Keila is my prey. Now that I know what she smells like, I know that she will be delicious!
Bjorn Muller:
- You f*****g psycho. How do you think we’ll reach Keila now?
Alicia White:
- I will find a way.
- But first, let’s head to Proxima Thule. We have captured a spy, and I am ravishingly hungry.
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