The Wormhole

Chapter One-2

Wednesday, 3/15/2462@1100

Triangulum II arrived this morning around 0400. It is in a holding pattern about 10 nautical miles from us. The current plan is for both Transporters to traverse the Wormhole at the same time. The government has assembled 600 Transporters to carry the entire 5 million of the United States to M-23.

According to calculations of the Supreme Command, the Wormhole is scheduled to be opening around 2200. So far, it’s the government’s experience that it always opens in the same co-ordinance. We are less than a few hundred yards from that projected location. If the Wormhole follows its previous modus operandi, it will function as usual. Our probes have informed us that it is a 12-hour journey to the Triangulum Galaxy. Once we arrive at its outer ring, the trip to M-23 will take another 3 months at just below the speed of light.

Everyone aboard that I have spoken with about this resettlement is very excited. We are going to be the first of our species to populate and colonize another world. However, none of the native animals from Earth were brought along. Our government decided that the Earth’s domestic species carry too many viruses and bacteria that could infect any existing life forms on M-23. We have taken extreme precautions to prevent that from happening from the human population. Everyone was inoculated for every known disease on Earth before they came aboard the Transporters.

Wednesday, 3/15/2462@2100

We are an hour from the scheduled opening of the Wormhole and everyone aboard is at their duty stations. We have been in close communication with Triangulum II. We have never had two transporters enter the Wormhole at the same time, so the two top Transporter Commanders have been discussing this potential problem. Therefore, it was finally decided to have Triangulum II not follow us into the Wormhole until 4 hours after we entered. It has been experienced in the past that the Wormhole remains open for several hours once it is injected with the ‘Exotic Matter.’

I spent the better part of the day thinking about my s****l encounter yesterday with Angela. Since we left Earth’s orbit two months ago, I have been receiving my s****l allotment every ten days. In the past, however, once the s****l act was complete and the assigned partner left my quarters, I would quickly forget them. It wasn’t unusual to pass one of them in a hallway while walking to or from my duty station, and not recognize my s*x partner from the night before. About a month ago, I had one of my encounters stop me.

She said, “Hi, do you remember me?”

It took me several awkward seconds attempting to place her. I know that it has only been a few hours since Anglia and I fornicated, but my encounter with her was different. She has imprinted on my memory. When we get to M-23, I am going to do everything I can to connect with her again. Of course, I would be jeopardizing losing several of my s****l encounters if Supreme Command learns of my plan, but the thought of her has become an obsession.

Within the hour, we have received a communication from Earth. The prophecies that lead us to abandon the Earth have come to fruition. The Muslims have invaded the east coast of the United States. They fired ICBM’s (fortunately the warheads were not nuclear) on the big cities such as New York, Boston, Philadelphia, Baltimore and Washington, D C. They were so fanatical; they did not consider the damage they were doing. At this time, of course, all of those large cities had been abandoned. All those Muslims would have had to do was clear the minefield, land their troop carrying crafts on the shores of the east coast and then march inland. But now, with their reckless use of destructive weapons, they have severally damaged the very cities they intended to conquer.

Our stealth movement had previously evacuated the majority of the population into space without the Muslims knowledge. We led them to believe that our work in space was to mine the asteroids, so when the Muslims arrived in the previously mentioned cities and found them empty of the population, that left them completely confused.

Muslims haven’t developed space travel at this time. Several of the major Muslim nations spent all of their resources on developing nuclear weapons and they were desperate for the materials we have been mining. According to the transmissions being received from Earth, the Muslims have set their sights on the land and population west of the Mississippi.

Wednesday, 3/15/2462@2130

In the estimation of the Supreme Command, it will take approximately 1 month for all of the transporters to enter and navigate the Wormhole. It was also calculated that it will take the Muslims at least several years and maybe longer to develop a space program that could possibly follow us into deep space. Our intention is after the last transporter has come out on the other side of the Wormhole to eventually destroy it. Even if the Muslims at some time in the future discover another Wormhole and learn to traverse it, it will more than likely place them elsewhere in the Universe far from the Triangulum Galaxy. We will never encounter the Muslims again.

Wednesday, 3/15/2462@2200

Everyone aboard Transporter I was anxiously awaiting the Wormhole opening. Almost to the calculated second, a tremendous flash of light appeared within the co-ordinance of the expected opening. Our Transporter released the ‘‘Exotic Matter’’ and the Wormhole remained open. Triangulum I engaged its propulsion and eased itself slowly in. It was frightening to watch the monitor as our Transporter entered. Once we were engulfed within its hold there was total darkness. Our propulsion was fully engaged and we were moving just below the speed of light.

Thursday, 3/16/2462@1030

I managed to get a few hours of sleep before returning to my duty station. During the entire traverse, there was nothing to see on the monitor but blackness. Suddenly at 0955, a glimmer of light appeared on the monitor. I recalled the ancient phrase, “There’s light at the end of the tunnel”. Within seconds, we passed through the outer rim of the Wormhole and into the void of the Triangulum Galaxy. We could determine from that location that the Galaxy was a complete spiral. We moved away from the Wormhole opening about a 100 nautical miles and waited for the exit of Triangulum II. A few hours later, Triangulum II appeared on our screens.

I received orders to set the navigational co-ordinance for the solar system where M-23 was located. M-23 was the fourth planet from its star and is one and a half times the size of the planet Earth. Its ocean covers 80 percent of its surface. It was reported by our initial probes that the atmosphere was similar to that on Earth; however, it wasn’t as dense. That meant we would have a period of time after we arrived on the planet to become acclimated. As one of our exploratory astronauts pointed out, “It would be like living at 10,000 feet above sea level on Earth.” There are communities on Earth where humans have lived for eons in that kind of environment, so we knew we could all adjust to those atmospheric conditions.

What makes M-23 a perfect planet for settlement is the composition of its atmosphere. It is strikingly similar to Earth’s. It is made up of 79 percent nitrogen, 20 percent oxygen, and 1 percent other gases. The other gases would be put under study before we set down on the Planet’s surface.

Friday, 7/2/2462@1600

Supreme Command began having daily meetings studying the topography of M-23 for a location to set up an initial colony. One of the tenants of the Supreme Command insisted not to select an area that was inhabited by the native life; however, the continent where these life forms were discovered is the best location on the planet to locate our colony. That simply means that sometime in the near future those life forms will be moved to one or more of the other continents. It has previously determined that the life forms on M-23 were in various forms of evolution. All of the specific information collected about the life forms was observed from the orbit by the initial probes. At the very least, the information previously collected was incomplete and until a colony is established, it has been decided to avoid contact.

When I returned to my quarters, I began to monitor communications from Triangulum II. They reported that before they entered the Wormhole, they received a communiqué from Earth and the information on those remaining in the United States was dire. The Muslims had taken possession of all the territory east of the Mississippi River and was preparing an invasion of the rest of the continent. The leaders of the 45 million citizens of the United States west of the Mississippi were reluctant to use their nuclear weapons in defense. They didn’t want a nuclear war that would destroy the use of the land for generations. They entered into negotiations with the Muslims, agreed to accept their religious beliefs and be matriculated into the Muslim world. All of the transporters had left Earth’s orbit and were on their way to rendezvous toward the coordinates of the Wormhole.

Monday, 1/1/2463@0800

It’s been several months since I recorded anything in this diary. We celebrated the New Year aboard Triangulum I. This wasn’t the first time astronauts celebrated a New Year in space. But this time, it meant something to everyone; that we were on our way to a new home. Some of the crew got creative and rigged a pole; a ball came down as we counted down the last 10 seconds of 2462. As it turned out, New Year’s Eve fell on the 10th day of my s****l rotation. A few minutes before midnight, and as I was pouring a glass of Champaign, a beautiful woman by the name of Julia approached me. “Is your name, Adam?” she inquired.

“Yes. And what is your name?” I asked inquisitively.

“My name is Julia. I have been assigned to you for the night.”

As I looked into Julia’s beautiful deep blue eyes, I instinctively knew that this was going to be a great way to get the New Year started. I offered her a glass of Champaign. We sat down at a small table in the corner of the room. I wanted to have some social intercourse with her. I had learned over the past year since I have been having these s****l relief sessions, that it’s more rewarding to learn a little background information from the assigned partner. As we talked, and after she had three glasses of the Champaign, I took Julia by the hand and led her to my quarters.

When we entered the room she began to strip off her clothing. “Wait!” I said. “Let me do that.” She stood frozen and I approached from behind. I wanted the pleasure of revealing her beautiful body. I kissed on the neck as I removed her sweater and bra. My hands reached around and cupped her beautiful, well-defined breasts. I unzipped her short skirt and with one motion, I pushed her panties and skirt to the floor. I turned her around. Again, looking into those beautiful, seductive eyes I said, “Now, you undress me.” Doing exactly as I had commanded, she removed one piece of clothing at a time and as her hands moved over my body, I developed an incredibly hard erection. It was resting against her pubic area. She looked down and took it into her hand. She guided it between her legs and into her wet vaginal area. I could have had an orgasm in that position, but I wanted to prolong the pleasure. I turned her around and moved her toward the bed. She climbed onto the bed and got into a position on her hands and knees offering her body to me. I moved onto the bed as well. I knelt behind her. As my p***s rested between her cheeks, I let my hands explore her entire body. I hadn’t had s*x for 10 days. I reached between her legs and began to manipulate her sensitive parts. I could tell from the sounds she began to make that she was enjoying the experience.