What we need first of all is containment, and I saw something during my time in the conduit which might help.
Taking Rosalie by the hand, I leave the central area and make my way through the various passages, considering the route I took earlier and where I believe the cage might be.
“Where are we going?” my mate asks me.
“Here.” I slam my foot against the floor. “This can be our trap.”
“Trap?”
“You worked it out, my little flame.” I drop to my knees to inspect the floor and locate the catch meaning I can lift up the panel. “Containment.”
I hand my mate a pulsar pistol. “Wait here. I need to go below for a nova minute.” I shove my legs in the hole and lower myself down before looking up at her. “I am not leaving you. I will be down here. Shoot anything other than a Sarkarnii if you see it.”
Rosalie takes the pistol, and instantly, my cock is hard. Seeing her with a weapon in her hand is something I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at without wanting to mate her on the spot.
“Believe me, I will,” she says with a delicious snarl to her voice.
The Gonoz will not know what’s hit them. She is absolute perfection.
I drop down into the small conduit junction. Everything hums within it, pulses of nano fire flow down the various linkages, and it is exactly what I’ve been looking for. I work quickly, snapping and unsnapping what I need and what I don’t until I have a bundle of live links I shove back up the hole.
“Take these, my mate, if you please,” I say, and they are lifted out of my hands.
I use my tail to gain leverage and I’m back out in the passage.
“Dante?” Rosalie is looking down at the bundle of glowing things in her hands. “Are these fibre optics?”
“They are conduits, used to transfer data and power,” I reply. “Fibre optics does not translate.”
“How are these a trap?”
“It depends how you use them and what the trap is.” I grin at her, feeling like I have too much fang. “But I want the data, and I want the power of the Gonoz, and I want them into this loop.” I pull at the linkages glowing green. “Once we have them, I can contain them here.”
“And do what with them?”
Her words slam me in the side of my head. I want to destroy them. I want to make sure the Gonoz never come after the Sarkarnii or any other species ever again.
But they wanted to destroy us, and we are not the same.
“I believe there is a barren moon, one Dalox alluded to, which could contain the Gonoz.”
I also believe I’ll need to get the warlords’ agreement to such a plan, given Dexx is most likely to want to end the creatures forever.
Rosalie looks up at me, her face lit with the glowing linkages.
“No matter what, I love you, Dante. I don’t deserve you.”
I want to consume her, to eat her up, to have her in my arms, but with all the conduits she is holding, it would not be such a good idea.
“I bit you because when I found you, in the dark, I knew there could be no one else I’d ever want to be close to, my Rosalie,” I rasp. “All of the worlds could fall from their axis, the universe could collapse into nothingness, but I’d have been your mate, and that is all which matters to me. One moment in your presence is a lifetime I will never regret.”
Her bottom lip shivers, and it makes my stomach feel funny. I do not want her to do it again. I want to see her little blunt teeth in a smile which makes my heart sing.
“So, come, let us deal with the Gonoz.” I hold out my hand for the bundle of conduits. “And obtain the information we need to undo the mutations vested in us.”
“Just how are we going to get the Gonoz in the…wires?” Rosalie asks.
“That’s the fun part,” I respond, working through each one slowly to ensure they are in the correct sequence.
