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What If…IN SPACE! Part 1 (of 3) (NSFW)
Post by K'lar on Apr 12, 2007, 10:47am

What If….IN SPACE??? #1

Title: My Life in Three Parts, Part 1: Love

Cover – Glenda Chow at the age of 12. She is holding a book in her lap, and covering her eyes, but she is peaking through her fingers.

Written by – Skitch (journal entries by the always awesome Havok3595)

Note: This story is definitely not for kids and not work safe. I am trying to keep the language clean, but the imagery sure will not be. My goal here with all three parts is there will be no fast forwards until a scene is completely finished. The story starts with sex, and ends with violence…kind of like life


Mike looked at Amelia's face, and noticed her eyes are closed. Mike muttered to himself, "Don't tell me…" He immediately realized that she fell asleep. Mike was really tempted to wake her back up, but he decides that it's better if she rested. It had been a long trip, and it's probably better this way.

He watched her for a little while longer before rolling out of bed. He pulled a warm, heavy quilt over her, and kissed her forehead slightly, "Good night, Amelia."

A door is closed on this scene. "That is how things happened on your world. Young love interrupted by circumstance and bad timing. My name is Uatu. I am a Watcher, charged with observing events that take place on your world. Observing, but never interfering…although, I must admit I have not always been good at staying out of things. In addition to seeing what has happened, I am able to see would COULD have happened…fleeting glances into alternate realities, often created from the most unlikely of circumstances."

"Recent events near my home on Earth's Moon have drawn my attention to a peculiar example. Human sexuality is not something you often expect to lead to entire changes in the cosmic landscape, but that is exactly what happened here. Sit down, and let me show you, “What if Chi and Heaven had a child?"

Our story begins with a child's simple question…

How did it all start?

Mom doesn't like to talk about this kind of thing, and Dad…well, he's not around to ask. That is kind of the point of this whole story. I never got to meet my Dad. I've met a lot of Dad's friends, and they've told me a lot of stories, but never the one I wanted to know…why was he not around? Mom never wanted to talk about him either. It took me a long time to find out why. 12 years of asking why until I got the answer.

Aunt Mar, my godmother and just about the coolest person I know, was the one who let it slip. Well, okay, not intentionally. I was in her room…uhm…looking for a hair tie, that's why I was there! Not that Aunt Mar ever needs a hair tie…

ANYWAY, I was looking for a hair tie, and found a really old notebook. Written on paper instead of just saved on an E-Pad! An antique! It was wedged behind a dresser, and it had my mom's name on it, and two Chinese characters I did not recognize on the cover. I bet Mom had saved this to show me some day…so I had to read it. I was 12 now, old enough to know my own secrets, right?


The Journal of Amelia Chow

Chandilar.

I will never call this planet “Chandilier” again.

It is a place of immense beauty. I couldn’t stop myself from being awestruck by the Imperial Palace. I’ve heard it’s even more beautiful at sunset, and I look forward to going back to see that. Of course, there were more important things to be concerned with, such as resolving things with Mike. When I arrived on the planet, I didn’t know how that would work out. I’ve already told you about that evil winged boy and his nasty message, and that was foremost on my mind. I was here to prove him wrong, if nothing else…to show that I wasn’t the “arrogant cow” he took me for.

And that was it. I was here to break up in a better fashion than a “fancy radio”. But a funny thing happened somewhere between deciding it and actually going through with it. I realized I was in love. More than that…I realized something Marisol suggested to me…to make my first willing time into my first time.

It was completely different. I can’t even begin to describe it. This wasn’t about sex. On Chandilar, Mike and I made love. It was so pure, and so…mere words can’t describe it. At first, I thought Chandilar itself was the most beautiful thing I would ever witness. I was wrong. What happened on Chandilar was.
The trial is coming soon, and Mike is starting to wake up. I’m going to stop writing for now, but I’ll write more about this later.


After a failed attempt at breaking up, Amelia had come to Chandilar to talk with Mike and settle their relationship. They had decided that while Mike was off in space, they would take a break from each other, and when Mike came home, they would give it another chance. Secretly, they were both pretty sure that would never happen, but it kept things open, and allowed them to leave each other as friends.

Mike took Amelia to his room to give her some birthday presents, and after a few minutes, they found themselves sitting in bed making out. Amelia was wearing a long green Shi'ar dress, and Mike was wearing his Shi'ar uniform. It started out with just some kissing and some gentle petting on top of the clothes, but as young lovers are prone to doing, they each kept teasing and daring the other to go just a little further.

Mike kissed Amelia's neck, and she buried her face into his shoulder, moaning. Mike ran his hands down the long green dress, until he reached the bottom of it, The dress is loose and flowing, and Mike quickly discovers that he can slide it up easily. Amelia runs her fingers through his hair, "Be careful! You might get lost down there!"

Mike chuckled, "If I'm not back in an hour, send the dogs in after me…" He kissed her inner thigh gently, as he slid the dress even higher. His finger tips brushed against the front of her panties and her body tightened up at his touch. He looked up with concern, but she smiled down at him, "Tease!" she said, batting her eyes at him playfully.

Mike continued sliding up her dress until he could see the silky smooth skin of her stomach. He laid a soft kiss on her stomach, and then ran his fingers up and down her sides, tickling and caressing her soft skin. He let his nails rake across her skin teasingly, which caused deeper moaning to slip out from her mouth.

"Sit up a second," she whispered. She tried, in vain, to remove his uniform top with only one arm. Mike planted some kisses on her lips and cheek, before taking her hand gently, and suckling on her fingers before pushing them away, "Allow me…" He slid his top off for her, and she drifted back down to the bed.

Amelia rubbed Mike's shoulders and neck as he continued to slowly work his way up her stomach, until his lips were just below her breasts. He struggled to push the dress out of his way so he can see her face, "This dress weighes a ton!" he grumbled.

Amelia laughed, "You know there is an easy way to solve that, right?"

Mike raised an eyebrow at her, "Oh, really?

Amelia rubbed her fingers across Mike's bare chest, "Yes, really! I think you can figure this out on your own."

Mike looked like he was thinking hard about it. Amelia sighed, "You are such a spaz. Amelia stood up raising her arms over her head, and waited. Mike kissed her on the lips and says, "Are you sure?"

Amelia rolled her eyes, "Are you trying to get me to change my mind?"

Quickly the dress is gone. Mike admired Amelia's beautiful body in just her bra and panties. "You look terrific!"

Amelia blushed slightly, immediately reaching for the bed's heavy blanket to pull over her, "I do not. I look like a cow!"

Mike took her hand softly, and let the blanket fall to the floor, "No, you don't. You’re perfect"

Amelia looked at him, her eyes drifting to the ground. "You're just being nice…"

Mike knew that arguing with her is useless, so he pointed to the bed, "Lay on your stomach…"

Amelia looked at him curiously. Mike chuckles, "Just do it, trust me on this one." Amelia shrugged and does as he asks.

Mike kneeled behind her, and started to massage her back, running his fingers up and down her spine. He kissed her on the small of her back and worked his way up to her neck, until his body was pressed against hers. He kept most of his weight on his legs to put as little pressure on her as possible, but she could feel his bare chest pressed fully against her back. He brushed her hair out of the way and whispered into her ear, "How's that feel?"

"Good…" she whispered back. Mike arced over her for a second, sliding his pants down before he leaned back down. She could feel a hard bulge in his underwear against her butt as he kissed her neck again. She pushed her hips upwards with a quick grind and Mike gasped. Amelia looked backwards at him, smiling "Be careful with that thing! You're gonna hurt somebody!"

Mike turned her over softly, kissing her on the lips, and smiling at her. Amelia smiled back at him, and nodded, "I think I'm ready."

All the color raced out of Mike's face, "Uhm…that might be a problem." Mike rolled off the bed and started to dig through his bag frantically, "I wasn't really expecting…"

Amelia let him dig for a few minutes before saying, "Hey, lover boy. You forget who you are talking to here!"

Mike tilted his head to the side, "You brought one?"

Amelia rolled her eyes, "Of course not! I wasn't exactly planning on having pity sex with my ex. BUT!" Amelia waved her hand like a magician, "You will notice I have nothing up my sleeves…mostly because they seemed to have vanished with the rest of my dress." Amelia used her powers to create a condom, "We are born abilities not possessed by regular humans! It says so right in the Xavier brochure."

Mike applauded, "It's a gift….and a curse. Uhm, are you sure that will work?"

Amelia nodded, "Yeah. It's a pretty simple little thing. No moving parts or anything. Now get back over here!"

Mike came back over by the bed and takes the condom from her. He looked at Amelia, and saw her face is no where near as confident as her words, "Are you sure?"

Amelia hesitated for a second, before saying, "Yes. But I need a little help." She nodded at her banged up shoulder, and Mike wrapped his arms around her, unclasping her bra.

Mike admired her perfect breasts until he noticed her looking at him intently, as if waiting for him to say saying. Finally, he said with a soft smile, "You look great."

Amelia surprised herself by saying, "I know…" She leaned forward kissing Mike passionately. Even with one hand, she's strong enough to push him down on the bed and climb on top of him. Mike leaned back, his eyes rolling back in his head. She took the condom from his hand and wrapped it down his shaft, taking a moment to cup him softly, this time getting him to moan.

He helped guide her down on top of him, and slid himself deep into her. She winced at first, but her face quickly turned to pure pleasure, as their hips moved together in slow rhythm. Mike brought his hands up to her nipple and ran his thumb along it, causing her head to rock back in pleasure. He wrapped his other fingers around her breast and she whispered slightly, "That feels so good…"

"So do you!" Mike said, speeding up his movements. Amelia's body responded and she started to move quicker too. She rode him for a few minutes, before he exploded against her, bucking up sharply. She continued to move against him almost willing him to stay hard for her before she orgasmed a few second later, spasms of pleasure rocking through her entire body.

When she's done, she realized she could barely keep her eyes open. She leaned down and kissed him on the chest, before cuddling against him and falling asleep almost immediately lying on top of him. Mike embraced her tightly, allowing sleep to overcome him as well.

Uatu turned off the monitor showing this scene, and sighed to himself, "On your world, Mike's telepathic powers had decided to emerge around this time. These powers allowed him to prepare his teammates for the battle ahead, and allowed him to stay focused on the action instead of being distracted by his own thoughts of Amelia. Unfortunately, in this world, nothing would provide him with that distraction…and tragedy would soon strike…”

Mike would not admit it to anyone out loud, but he was scared. His teammates were dropping like flies around him, and he was crouched in a doorway trying to get a better shot. He leaned out to target Hussar, but suddenly his gun was ripped right out of his hands by the speedster. She tried to punch him, but Mike's force field kept him safe.

Mike suddenly heard a scream from across the battlefield. He looked to see Neutron trying to twist Rapt into a pretzel. "Shit!" he screamed, and started running across the battlefield. He tried to get Reflex's attention, but Curt seemed focused on the female speedster. Mike hopes his force field will hold, as he gets ready to throw his whole body into Neutron's knee.

Just as he lunges, Hussar hits his force field with her neural whip, and the force field crackles out of sight. Mike hits the rock hard Neutron unprotected, and it felt like his shoulder has been ripped from his body. Neutron barely spared him a glance, and he stomped down on Mike's back, crushing his ribs, along with his heart and lungs.

Blood started to pour from Mike's mouth. His death did not come quickly or easily. The battle continued for several more minutes around him until the darkness took him.

Nicolette would eventually get Electron to surrender, but the damage had already been done. Chi and Rapt both died on the Terran Moon, and were honored as heroes in two funerals…one on Earth, and one on Chandilar. Rapt's injuries weren't any more severe than what happened on your world, but without Mike, there was no psychic bond with the rest of the team to help keep Rapt alive during his surgeries.

Thankfully, the journal that young Miss Chow had found did not include a lot of the details that I shared with you, but she had learned enough that a plan started to form in her mind…


The Journal of Amelia Chow

Chandilar. Again. But it’s not as beautiful anymore.

I’m writing this because I have to. Marisol made me. She said it would be good for me. But I don’t want to, in fact, I don’t want to do anything anymore. What a difference a day makes.

Mike is dead. He was butchered by a member of the Imperial Guard named Neutron. Rapt was killed by him too. And the worst part is that I don’t blame Neutron for it. I should, and it would probably help me, but I can only blame Roxanne. And Nadia. And Mike and Rapt themselves. And Curt. And Nicolette. Why can’t I blame the being who killed them? It’s quite simple really.

Nadia killed Oracle, resulting in her being placed on trial and receiving a death sentence in, effectively, a kangaroo court. I’m not entirely clear on the particulars, but I do know that if a Shi’ar had killed Oracle, Mike would not be dead.

Roxanne hastily called a duel of honor to try to save Nadia. She put Nadia’s life above everyone else’s. She knew the Elite were powerful, and she blindly challenged them to mortal combat. And the challenge required ALL of the Auxiliary to fight.

Mike and Rapt went hand to hand with a guy who could bench press Cleveland. Incredibly stupid. Incredibly, incredibly stupid. But that’s how they both lived, even if I tried to talk sense into both of them.

Curt was fast enough that he could have saved them, but he was busy making goo goo eyes at the Elite speedster. He’ll deny that, but I’ve slowed down the tape. I’ve watched it all happen hundreds of times. He could have saved them.

And meanwhile, Nicolette, the team powerhouse, was busy TALKING. Talking. Let me say that one more time. Talking.

So, I could blame Deathbird. I could blame Neutron. I could blame the Elite. But instead, I blame the Auxiliary. And also…myself.


Re: What If…IN SPACE! Part 1 (of 3)
Post by Alexia "Amethyst" Serden on Apr 12, 2007, 1:15pm

You know I love this story so fucking much.


Re: What If…IN SPACE! Part 1 (of 3)
Post by K'lar on Apr 12, 2007, 1:20pm

You're just happy because now that is done, I have no excuse not to do my Sam story


Re: What If…IN SPACE! Part 1 (of 3)
Post by Alexia "Amethyst" Serden on Apr 12, 2007, 1:24pm

Well, that is an upside. But you know that I LOVE this story in it's entirety.


Re: What If…IN SPACE! Part 1 (of 3) (NSFW)
Post by Orchestra on Apr 12, 2007, 2:49pm

Apr 12, 2007, 1:24pm, Alexia "Amethyst" Serden wrote:Well, that is an upside. But you know that I LOVE this story in it's entirety.

I also love this story and can't wait to see where it goes, What Ifs are always a lot of fun.


Re: What If…IN SPACE! Part 1 (of 3) (NSFW)
Post by The Sacred Digits on Apr 12, 2007, 3:44pm

I've framed Part Two, now, so I just have two more entries to go to get the whole thing up.


Re: What If…IN SPACE! Part 1 (of 3) (NSFW)
Post by Pester on Apr 13, 2007, 7:29am

"On your world, Mike's telepathic powers had decided to emerge around this time. These powers allowed him to prepare his teammates for the battle ahead, and allowed him to stay focused on the action instead of being distracted by his own thoughts of Amelia. Unfortunately, in this world, nothing would provide him with that distraction…and tragedy would soon strike…”

Does this seem contradictory to anyone else?


Re: What If…IN SPACE! Part 1 (of 3) (NSFW)
Post by Rapt "Roc"/Fragment/Fraternity on Apr 13, 2007, 7:38am

How-so?


Re: What If…IN SPACE! Part 1 (of 3) (NSFW)
Post by Pester on Apr 13, 2007, 7:42am

It says 'These powers took away the distraction of Amelia, but in this world nothing would distract him.' Doesn't it say he's not distracted either way?


Re: What If…IN SPACE! Part 1 (of 3) (NSFW)
Post by K'lar on Apr 13, 2007, 9:36am

I probably didn't write it clear enough. In our world (1982), Mike's powers came to be and that distracted him from thinking about Amelia. In the story of this story (what if), Mike's powers never came to be, and he was distracted by thoughts of Amelia.


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