Rude Introductions

13 spent what felt like hours in the combat sim, fighting standard enemies with guns, knives, and batons as they got progressively harder. In truth she'd been training for two days while a small crew of GDF troopers shipped her across several systems to the planet of Quaros. As she lay dead asleep in her chair, the male troopers poked, groped, and prodded her **** body while in transit. When they arrived they regained their professionalism in the sight of their commanding officers and properly unplugged the girl from her training session. She felt well rested as she woke up from her dream-like experience and eased herself out of the chair. The troopers guided her to the exit bay of the small transport ship and onto the open air dock of Quaros' GDF training station floating high above the ground below.

Inside the massive structure, 13 saw the range of classes provided to GDF cadets as well as the various facilities and benefits provided during their training. Troopers flanking her sides eyed up the pretty alien as she glanced through windows at the many rooms they passed down the halls to their destination. It was a bigger room than most that would hold the entire qualifying class for each month as they would be prepped for the final field test held on the surface below. Currently it only held some of the facility's staff in charge of the test and a group of galactic officials talking amongst themselves. When she entered, 13 grabbed their attention and the president smiled as her new campaign asset was shown off to her rivals and colleges. She strode up to 13, heels clacking against the metal floor, shook 13's hand and pushed her toward the officials who surrounded the poor girl. "Let me introduce you to MY passion project. I commissioned one of our scientists to create the ultimate peacekeeping **** genetic engineering can provide. FX-13 is constructed of the perfect genetic make up to surpass any situation any criminal can come up with. She will be instrumental in dismantling the criminal empires that have risen in this time of peace and will be a favorite in the eyes of the public. Say hello, 13."

She introduced herself with a mix of shyness and confusion that comes with being new to the world and being paraded in front of strangers, "Uh, hello..."

"Good. Now, she is a prototype and is untested in the field which is why she will have to pass the field test in order to become an officer. After she passes, surely with flying colors, she will be put to work. Once she provides significant results, we can start mass production and install several models in each precinct to bolster the fine officers without need of too many field operatives who will likely die in the line of duty. This measure WILL bring down crime, be cost efficient, and save lives in the process," the president said with overflowing confidence as her political cash grab oozed from her mouth while she talked about 13 as if she were a tool.

"I don't know how that can be possible, Madam President," said a loud voice from the entrance, "She looks to be inferior to natural biology and unfit to hold any such position." A smug and very large man dressed in formal attire glided across the room with an even bigger air of confidence and ego than the president. At his side was another man, he deeply resembled an Earth jackal with a dark blue hued coat walking on its hind legs only he had more alien features like black eyes and white pupils with a third between the other two, tufts of hair at the ends of his tall ears, fleshy hanging whiskers, and a big knotted bulge beneath his skin tight cadet suit. "We all know any creature with female genitalia if inferior to the dominance of the males of any species. All phallic specimens provide the needed hormones to do proper physical labor and defend one's fellow citizens. The science backs this up and my friend here will display it in this upcoming field test. Hijak was bred to perfection naturally and has managed to run through training here in record time. Truly he is an alpha male to match myself and will end this debate in favor of male dominance."

"Oh, Representative Nazc," Hellaniah responded while fighting the boiling anger within, "I didn't know you'd be making an appearance. Your friend is a nice specimen indeed, but I assure you that 13 here will be number one on the roster. But we can let them fight it out later. For now why don't we get all the talking out amongst ourselves while we wait for the other cadets to arrive." The others followed the president's suggestion and formed their groups with Rep. Nazc standing off to the side with Hijak. 13 eyed up the politician, he towered over the other three by a couple of feet (the official measurement of the GDF), four compound eyes, four arms with the smaller set sprouting from his waist, slicked back hair with attention drawing eyebrow antennae that swoop over his head, powerful legs ending in bare reptilian feet, an expensive double breasted politician's suit, and a pair of horns cornering his sharped toothed shit eating grin.

President Hellaniah grabbed 13 by the shoulder and led her away from the others who could not keep the debate over her and Hijak. "What is this all about?," she asked, "Who is that smug jackass and his guard dog?"

The president looked off to the side and sighed before turning her face back to 13, "He is the head of LCP and my chief rival in the election down the road. LCP stands for Long Cock Party and his beliefs follow suit with the name. Nazc and his party members believe in a ruling class of alpha males who will rule the roost based on the size of their veiny members and overflowing balls. They only support those with species and sexes with phalluses and further exclusivity to only the largest as a primitive sign of dominance. He in particular has promoted the party to their current status as the second ranking party in our government with 27% of the representation. It seems that someone leaked information about you and he has fast tracked his buddy to be able to compete with you. Above all else, I need you to crush him and prove him wrong about our place in the world. You may not end up liking me over the course of our partnership, but he is the enemy and seeks to dismantle society in favor of his mob and have us as trophies. So please, pass this test and crush his ass."

As the president informed her of the situation, 13 could see the sincerity in her eyes and saw that this wasn't solely about reelection. "Yes ma'am," she answered and shook the president's with bravado.

The two smiled at each other and turned to see the qualifying cadets enter the room and everyone moved into place. Politicians stood off to the side, instructors and staff stood at the front of the room with a wall of glass behind them, and the mass of cadets formed up into rows based on class. Nazc and Hijak had parting words before separating into their appropriate positions. 13 and Hellaniah did so too with the president's last words being, "Also, what the hell are you wearing?"