His mouth attached to my neck, hands roaming all over me. I didn't need to look down to see we were both naked, or his hard member that couldn't wait to get inside me. I could feel it. I feel, i feel... shaken
"Zoe! Zoe!" Kim was shaking me
"Yeah" i stood up
"We're almost there"
"Where?"
"The Resistance Headquarters. While you were sleeping they found us and took us in their plane"
"Oh..."
I looked around, seeing the inside of a beautiful, new, flying machine. Brown leather seats, fluffy cushions, black carpet and beije walls. I could get used to this
"So, who was it in your dream?"
"Excuse me?"
"You were moaning. There is someone"
"It was Nick. My boyfriend from back home"
Home. A word most people say with such ease, but me? For me, home was an improvised tent which probably dkesn't exist anymore. The Resistance was poor, at least the way i knew it. Now, it appears to us as we're an army, and not just an ordinary one. Like we're to be afraid of.
I let those thoughts go by as i slowly drifted back into sleep
I was awaken by a sudden shudder, the plane was landing. As soon as the door opened, Josh, a leader of the Resistance took us on a tour of the Headquarters. I tried paying attention but my mind was occupied with other things
1. Find Nick
2.Discover who Joe really is
3. Take Andromeda down
That was what i needed to do, no matter the order
"I'm sorry, is there any file room around here?" i asked Josh
"File room?"
"Yeah. You know, with files of the people. I need to find someone"
"Um, sure, down the corridor third door to the left"
"Thanks"
"Don't get lost Master"
"Excuse me?"
"You still are Master of the Games"
"Yeah. Don't remind me"
I walked away, down the corridor and entered the room. 30 minutes later i was exiting with Joe and Nick's files hidden beneath my clothes
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Master of The Games- All bets are on
Science Fictionthis is a transmission from the future. it's year 2666. in 2612, the end begun. world war III. since then, many things have changed. Andromeda or The Resistance? safe or stolen? player or better? this is my story. this is your future. accept it. o...