AI : "Prompt:?

"Military code Umbrella

"Welcome Commander Vidocq. All commands are yours. What are the instructions?"

"Analysis of the situation and priority decisions"

"........."

after a brief moment

"Priority: Save ARK and crew priority arming module."

"Power reserve? Regenerator?"

"... Impossible. Critical situation..."

"AXIS release?"

"Unable to provide assistance, power required"

"Redirect solar panels and sails?"

"Impossible Insufficient energy"

"Redirect H-bomb core?"

"Impossible insufficient energy"

"What if we cut the life support modules?"

"...still insufficient.."

"Core 1 to 3 disengaged?"

"Vidocq access priority! Cores disengaged and placed in portable enclosure."

"Locking reactor access. Block all interfering doors and passages".

"Aye, aye, Commandant Vidocq."

Yet on his uniform he was a captain, Commander Taller's second in command.

Some people called him Teller but it was a mistake on his uniform and he hadn't had it changed so as not to damage it.

Taller meant taller and Teller meant storyteller.

So Vidocq made a dash for the engines, his way clear as crew members tried to open their doors to access the service corridor.

The AI was telling them "save energy, take another access, or say no life support zone, or contaminated zone or depressurised zone, critical condition."

Alarms sounded, smoke billowed in the corridors and flashing lights went on alert.

The remaining crew hurried to gather up the last of the cryos, then rushed to the shuttle. But access was closed.

Vidocq was carrying three large suitcases with the plutonium cores, but they were unloaded and harmless.

He rushed into the shuttle, hid the 3 suitcases in the compartment and locked the toilets.

The crew rushed into the shuttles, and the Ai made sure no one had been left behind.

Then the little ship took off and everyone looked for the last time at their world ship and the growing atmosphere of planet Alpha, where they would surely end their days.

It was dawn and Vidocq discreetly returned to his room with his precious parcels.

He looked at the terminal on his arm

Priority No. 1: Find Brillant, his notes, his apprentices. Find a way to rebuild the teleporter. Bring Brilliant or his apprentices back to Earth. Use of force authorised.

Unlocking atomic weapons authorised.

He sighed. Bring a wyvern doubled with a demon lord back to earth... How?

He turned over his options... I need time. And to get time, I need to save the ship and prevent the crew from interfering. My mission must remain secret.

We had to contact Mir discreetly.

Then he had an idea... the undead guards...! not very talkative and no one around!

He then approached one of the armoured guards restricting access to the area reserved for wyverns.

The skeleton stared at him with empty black eyes, a faint glow like red LEDs watching him.

"I wish to speak to Lord Mir. It is of the utmost importance. He pointed to the suitcases."

The guard turned and the other took his place, blocking access to the rear wing of the palace.

The bones sounded like a xylophone and the soldier disappeared behind a hidden door.

A few moments later, the large bronze door leading to the throne room opened and the guards stepped aside.

Vidocq took a breath and entered the great hall alone, in the early hours of the morning, where a black dragon awaited him. alone.

Vidocq took a few steps before collapsing to his knees a dozen metres from Mir's talons.

(Mir)

Hello Captain Vidocq... or should I say Commander?

"!!!!"

"Yes, I know who serves me and who my enemies are. I have a feeling you disobeyed orders and brought me the reactors."

Vidocq wondered how. By what diablerie did the Wyverne know. How had she known?

"I know you have a lot of questions, but deep down, you want to go home..don't you?"

Vidocq was frightened by the size of the monster, 25 metres or more, but also by his knowledge.

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Then he exploded.

"You... you're an Alien!!! how do you know about Brilliant!!, how do you know everything about Earth? And science! how? What's to stop me believing that you're a demon? that you're not going to take my place or that of the Commander and devour us all! We're all afraid of you and you're a threat!"

Vidocq expected to be killed and he had with him a nuclear detonator in his pocket, ready to blow himself and the wyvern up with it.

"Commander... how can I put this... you're adding powers to me that I don't have and I'm of the Wyvernus race. A 4-limbed dragonoid.

Our species is endemic to Alpha, and I'm sure it also existed on Earth in the time of the dinosaurs.

Only my tribe can feel my powers of wisdom and my aura.

I should have remained a wild animal, following my hunting instincts, but I have my memories of my previous life. Only. I was Professor Brilliant. I'm not an entity that devours minds and brains. I am Mir and I was Brilliant. I hope that calms your mind.

Indeed, Vidocq calmed down and his reason returned.

"But how do you know about the vote and my betrayal, and that I'm a commander?

Me : "Oh, I loved spy films in those days... and we also have our network of spies and I suppose you're one of them! right? Commander?"

"How?"

"Because if you were just a captain, the AI would have stopped you and warned Taller and his technical officer, so you must have a higher rank, so commander!"

Vidocq: "You are perceptive. Let's hope Taller isn't as deductive as you. Here! It's the 3 reactors."

Me "Be careful though, if I have spies, other nations have spies here and try not to be noticed by the enchantress."

Vidocq: "If we help you get your family back, will you agree to return to Earth or help us build a portal?"

"Yes, but I have conditions:

I want the enchantress in my dungeon, my family and the dragoness on earth. A territory of my own over which I can rule and hunt and our freedom and citizenship guaranteed."

"You want to leave Alpha?"

"I dream of nothing else!"

"But why? You're emperor, demon lord and you'll get your family back!"

"Let's just say that a dragon's vengeance is terrible and I'm affected here by 'the system'."

Vidocq: "The system?"

"Yes... it's biased against us wyverns. It's made for races and dragons but we're a new 'race', the sentient Wyvern race. I'm an animal and I've been labelled "Chaotic Evil" when all I've done is kill bandits - well, enemy soldiers in disguise... Then I was labelled 'Demon Lord' after killing the assailants of my protégée, Princess Chlorophylle, now my wife."

Vidocq couldn't believe his eyes. The difficulty level went down a notch. The wyvern agreed with him and the government.

"Commandant, if you work for me, I assure you that you will find the pebbles warm from the calandres of Marseilles."

Then Vidocq asked "And the empire?"

"Leave it to the Commandant. I am sure that having contributed to your conquest, my requests will be more easily granted. Let's say I keep the title of Emperor and Demon Lord."

Vidocq laid the briefcases on the ground and skeleton guards brought them to me. They disappeared into my inventory, as if teleported, to Vidocq's surprise.

He then asked: "How are you going to start negotiations?

Me: "I need a hologram or at least printed photos showing Nagasaki and Hiroshima, some battleships firing salvos and a nice colour photo of the Tsar Bomba. Then we'll send an ultimatum to the Republic saying that the weapons of the earth have just been delivered and now we're not kidding any more. Let them know that if next week my tribe isn't here, I'll burn to the ground not only the West Coast but also their underground sanctuary!"

Vidocq: "But you're going to make war flare up again!"

"The monsters are waiting!...I can't hold them back too long. I'm Demon Lord and 8 others are watching, just waiting for a mistake to take my place. I am the only dragon among demons... Why do you think I seek sanctuary on Earth? I could live happily here! "

Vidocq understood and the time was up. We had to get to breakfast.

Kroa had gone before me and I hoped he wouldn't be too talkative, but could I blame him?

I loved him so much! Even my instincts were pushing me towards incest with my brother, but I was holding back. It was hard. I had to keep my "image" and not give the image of a sex-obsessed beast. I was a wyvern and like any animal, I was also subject to 'heat' and resisting it made me violent, taciturn and ... mean.

Ahh, how I wanted to drop everything! to wallow in the sun by the sea and cook a whole skewer of pigs on a spit. But I wanted to ravage Xayda, rape her and subject her to the worst humiliation for having deprived me of my mother!

I imagined the horror of losing her hair and seeing her grow a wyvern tail and her distended belly filled with eggs. All this in public, in front of her people, whom I wanted to humiliate. I wanted to see them crawling around the mines like slaves, guarded by the undead. And stop them killing themselves for fear of joining my Lich's horde.

Chlorophylle: "My love? Are you all right?"

Then my eyes fell back on her beautiful brown hair.

"Yes, my princess!

"Ehh, I'm Empress now!!!"

"For a dragon, you are and always will be my princess!... You're also my prisoner! And you're mine!"

My words had shocked the humans, but my companions just smiled and others cleared their throats.

Romas was at the table too

"Sire, I think your words go beyond your thoughts".

Me "It's complicated... but I like it both ways! She's part of my tribe and that's the way it is!"

An empire...a tribe... Mir really was a dragon. With human knowledge...

Meanwhile, the shuttle was being recharged again.

After some interesting discussions, the meal came to an end and everyone returned to their quarters to start getting organised.

The commander had planned a 2-week holiday for the crew, giving them time to familiarise themselves with the gravity, air and medieval lifestyle that awaited them.

Then the real engineering work would begin, with training, improvements to the existing workshops and a programme to optimise the hastily-built infrastructure. That was the main topic of discussion right now.

Boring... Boring... I've had enough.

Just hearing a maths formula made me want to puke! I've given... a whole life to this science crap... now I wanted a holiday for myself.

What I was really moaning about was the molecular 3D printer that had been left in orbit. I wanted to build all sorts of wyvern-friendly toys for adults and take out my rage on the enchantress.

I was obsessed with her. Her nerve, her audacity! I wanted to ravage her! to drown her in my saliva and swallow her to regurgitate her! And hear her cries of supplication! To bite her, suck her blood and nurse her back to health! I wanted to break her, reform her so that she would adore me and make her love pay for the love I had been deprived of.

I chattered my teeth and my saliva flowed

"Mir!!! you're thinking dirty thoughts again!"

I instinctively let out a little cry of sadness, like a disappointed dog. Then I pulled myself together.

Chlorophylle and Zalar looked at each other. They were worried about me. They could see that I was sinking into madness through lack of affection.

She stood up and squeezed my neck with all her strength.

"Mir... stay with me! I don't know what I'd do without you!

Her words were like a balm to my wounded heart. The "demon Lord" corrupted the purest of hearts

I whispered: "Chloro... I can't go on... I don't want this life!... You don't know how unhappy I am!" Then tears fell to the ground and, for a moment, my colour changed from black to light brown, just as I had been originally.

Zalar was astonished.

The demon lord had wavered! He was miserable! He still had a heart behind that mountain of sinister black scales.

Meanwhile, Taller

Taller entered the shuttle and asked to take off alone.

But the shuttle replied "System failure... Converter burnt out".

Taller was astonished. The shuttle had just given up the ghost? Sabotage?

"AI, tell me what's the last access to the interior?

The AI lied!

"2am, last ARK access then Alpha return".

Request restricted access Code Beta Gamma".

A keypad opened inside the shuttle

Then the commander inserted his identity card and entered his pin code

Command: Self-destruct procedure...

Command invalid

Command: Priority Taller

Command invalid.

Command : Log access.

UMBRELLA SYSTEM RESTRICTED ACCESS

You don't have permission to access military terminal

Check your military officer for more details

Command: Waiting.

The commander wondered why the ship had a military Umbrella system.

He thought for a moment.

Command: Restore previous version.

UMBRELLA SYSTEM RESTRICTED ACCESS

You don't have permission to access military terminal

Check your military officer for more details

He slapped the keyboard in place in rage.

"DAMN!"

Then he thought... there must be an officer hiding here... It's not possible...

If it was Vidocq then he voted with me and the technical officer...

Kim???

Kim would be the military officer... At his age??? commander??? It's not possible... yet....

Yes...all things considered... or would it be Sarah or Victor???

What he feared was that the ship would burn up in the atmosphere and the 4 cores would evaporate and pollute the area, causing death and contamination.