Calvo makes his choice

"Times up 'Andsome." Sparks wheezed. "Stuff the bitch back in the cage and well get back to our bunks and get our rigs on."

Calvo hesitated, much as he had no great affection for the guardwomen who had taken great delight in tormenting him these past months to leave them awake during hyperspace would be a **** sentance. The pirates would have no use for the vacant drooling husks that would be left and would certainly kill the two women out of hand after the jump. The guardwoman he had hold of, the statuesque Eighteen knew this too and wasn't about to be shoved back into the pen to await her fate without a fight. Taking matters into her own hands she spun on heels and drove her knee into Calvo's groin with all the **** her powerful legs could muster. Calvo doubled over instantly, his hands grasping protectively around his aching testicles. Eighteen snatched the blaster from his holster and swung round, attempting to bring the weapon to bear on the engineer.

"Eighteen, look out." The lieutenant screamed from the holding cage.

Sparks lurched into action, his tentacles flying forward. One clamped onto the barrel of the gun and wrested it from Eighteen's hand while another seized the guardwoman by the hair. Eighteen screamed and fought to pull free, but was grabbed by the old mercs remaining metal limbs. With surprising strength the old man lifted the struggling woman clear of the decking and with contemptuous ease flung Eighteen across the room. She hit the storage lockers hard, her head slamming into the metal with ****. Knocked cold the athletic blonde slid to the deck in a tangled heap.

"Thought you could put a 'ole in old Sparks did you girly." Sparks sneered. "Take more than a big titted blonde 'ore to lay me low."

"HYPERSPACE AUTO-PILOT INITIATED. FOUR MINUTES THIRTY SECONDS REMAINING TO HYPERSPACE ACTIVATION."

Calvo staggered to his feet gasping for breath, his hands still clutched to the pain in his kneed groin. Sparks chuckled and opened a hatch on the wall. This housed the master controls for all the hyperspace rigs that the slaves in the next room were wearing.. Swiftly he set the duration of the jump and opened the flow of anaestazine gas, within seconds all the prisoners in the hold would be in a **** sleep.

" 'Urry up lad, forget these slaves." The engineer snapped. "We'll clean up what's left of them on the other side."

"You bastards." The lieutenant screamed, throwing her weight against the cage door. "You dirty murdering bastards."

The old pirate rushed from the room without a backward glance and scurried away down the corridor. Calvo looked from the door to the lieutenant, kicking vainly at the barred metal door to the cage and cursing loudly. His eyes fell on Eighteen, sprawled **** on the floor with her blonde hair spread on the deck around her head like a golden halo. Calvo came to a decision, he crossed to the cage and grasping the bars shouted urgently to the enraged officer.

"Listen to me, I'm no pirate." Calvo yelled, **** to attract the fuming ebony guardwoman's attention. "My names Calvo, a prisoner from the compound. If we work together we can still all make it through this, but I need you to trust me. If you don't you and Eighteen are as good as dead."

The coloured officer ceased her furious **** on the celldoor and looked at Calvo's bandage sheathed face in disbelief, fear and mistrust showed in her dark brown eyes as she panted from her futile exertion.

"HYPERSPACE AUTO-PILOT INITIATED. FOUR MINUTES REMAINING TO HYPERSPACE ACTIVATION."