The Tobine Chronicles Episode 2 by Adera Orfanelli
erotic science fiction serial
About 10,000 words
Published November 2016
In the battle to save the planet she loves, one woman must discover the truth about her past, and if she has the strength necessary to not just save Tobine–but rule.
Episode Two – No one is who Tenni thought they were, and she escapes the goverment after discovering their desire to use her. For what, she doesn’t know. Fleeing into the trees, she discovers yet another race with plans of its own, and Tenni wonders if all men simply lust after power…and her.
Vonni leaned back in his chair and propped his booted feet on the heavy cadonwood table before him. He eyed the three men standing opposite. “I told you payment would be forthcoming when Tenni Urris comes begging for Dorrine protection,” he said. He pressed his lips together in a thin line. As far as he knew, right now, those street thugs had killed her. He wouldn’t like that, and his boss would like it even less. He needed Tenni alive, preferably with her spirit bruised, not broken.
“The sleep-stim should be wearing off any time now, and we made sure it had healing properties. I didn’t hit any organs. She’s not going to die.” Their leader held out his hand, palm up. “I want my payment. I’ve heard rumors.”
“What kind of rumors?” Vonni asked as he slowly lowered his feet to the floor. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
“That you stiff people who do favors for you. That we’re not going to be paid. C’mon man, we’ve done lots of jobs for you.”
Vonni thought for a moment, then smiled. “Yes, you have. As a gesture of friendship, I’ll see you get paid. But if Tenni doesn’t show up, all bets are off.” He buzzed his intercom, and in a few moments, two burly guards entered, their faces black. “Please be sure these gentlemen are handsomely rewarded. You can take the money out of my personal account.” He smiled as he delivered the coded message.
The two guards nodded, then ushered the men from the room.
Vonni smiled. In less than an hour, the men would be dead, and he’d have Tenni. Not bad for a morning’s work.
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Tenni groaned. Pain radiated beneath her rib cage, making each movement hurt. Slowly, she rose onto her elbows. Taking deep breaths, she crawled to her knees. The steady drip of water drove her onward. I’m lying in an alley. I’ve got to get up. Worry that her attackers might return drove her to her feet. She stood, swaying as the world righted itself.
Vonni. His name came unhindered to her, along with a remembrance of an offer to help. She held nothing the Dorrines wanted. They must think they can pump me for information. Tenni swallowed hard. And what happens when they find out? I’ll find myself back here, or worse. I can’t go to the Dorrines.
She had no other choice. Returning to her hovel held appeal, but she had no food or supplies. They were lost with her pack. Tenni leaned against the wall and gulped foul smelling air. She straightened, feeling her bruised and battered body protesting each movement. One foot in front of the other, she walked. Out of the alley. Down the street. And to the headquarters where she hoped she’d find Vonni. I loved Jode, not his movement. I’ll be damned if I’ll die for it too.