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Capítulo 5: A New Body

The darkness inside the air duct wasn't a problem for Tejeda. Once his eyes returned to their usual purple hue, he was able to see extremely well even at night, as well as through objects if there were any signs of life he was able to lock onto. In the end, the Nubilae were predators, and hunting provided them with camouflage and vice versa. Evolution was what threw Tejeda's race into this unending circle of transformation.

After crawling through the vent for a couple of minutes, Tejeda spotted the wall panel he was looking for. The subspace communication network had a ramification node there. It was one of the things he searched for while doing the calculations for the carrots disease. Hiding information in plain sight was another one of his skills. Even if he resented technology, he was rather good at it.

Once his message passed through the communication array and was successfully streamed into the subspace, Tejeda sighed, taking a well-deserved break before heading toward Shayla's room. He had almost completed his legs, he was only missing the tips of his toes. After two lefts and a right, he removed the bars covering the vent.

The Nubilae had arrived at his destination, the second in command's closet. He picked up one of her uniforms and started undressing. After polishing Carmen, he glanced at himself. His black silky hair was caressing his shoulders and upper arms. The intense green eyes were as enticing as he remembered them. "This is one of those rare moments when I wished you were bigger, my dear Carmen."

The spoon wasn't able to fully show him the naked body he now possessed. In order to fondle both of his boobs simultaneously, Tejeda left Carmen on the table. There was something interesting about them, and they were much bigger than he thought.

A whooshing sound was heard when Carmen flew off the table. Tejeda turned around with his hands still on his chest. His green eyes met the identical ones he had copied. Shayla had a magnet in one hand and in the other a laser pistol directed toward the spoon.

The woman smirked. "Don't move or she gets it."

The Nubilae smiled, but with his new appearance couldn't look as stupid as before. "Oh, Shayla, you used 'she' instead of 'it' when you referred to Carmen. She is starting to grow on you. Also, I must admit that I am amazed you got to me so quickly."

"That wasn't so hard after I figured out why you kissed me. Your body was in bad shape, and you had to change it. To do that, you need DNA, hence the kiss. A Nubilae can't copy the clothes, and you couldn't pass as me with what you were wearing. So, the next course of action for you was to come and steal my clothes."

"Smart and beautiful, what a wonderful combination," Tejeda asserted, teasing her.

The woman wasn't impressed. "Now, can you stop touching my breasts?"

The Nubilae clutched them even harder. "Oh, but these are mine. I grew them. You have yours."

"I am not joking. Let them be and start dressing or Carmen gets a laser cut right in her concavity."

Tejeda shook his head, his hands reaching out for the stolen outfit. "That was not nice. I will not forget this."

"Don't make me laugh. You copied my body and had fun with it. That was not nice. We are hardly even. Now give me the chain around your neck."

Shayla grabbed the chain Tejeda threw at her and hung Carmen at her neck. The spoon didn't fit between her breasts, so it lay over them. The Nubilae couldn't take his eyes off Carmen. Still holding the laser pistol, Shayla took a pair of handcuffs and threw them at Tejeda. "Put them on! It is time you meet the boss."

The two identical women strolled through the corridors. The crewmen gave them close scrutiny, but no one asked questions. Tejeda smiled. "You haven't told anyone I had escaped. It would have been a tough blow for your ego."

"I got you back without anyone's help, didn't I?"

"Indeed, you have, my dear Shayla! Oh, do you know that you are the second thing I called dear in my entire lifetime?"

"Even if I believe you, being the second after a spoon wouldn't make any woman feel any better. Also, I am not narcissistic enough to fall for myself."

The Syndicate of Cosmic Freedom's leader was exercising in the afternoon when the two women arrived at Kalden's office. Multiple minuscule robots worked his muscles to improve their development. They looked like robotic insects invading his legs, arms, and upper body.

Shayla didn't wait for introductions. She shoved Tejeda, forcing him to kneel. "Captain, this is the Nubilae we captured. He is a member of the Supervising Unit."

Before Kalden could react, the kneeling Shayla looked him in the eyes and talked with a firm voice. "I am sorry, Captain. The Nubilae bested me and took my form. You have already seen him in the arena fighting with that weird object. He is wearing it right now. Capture him before he flees or kills you!"

Shayla's eyes widened, seeing how Kalden was watching them both with his cold glare. Her captain was a madman with no interest in weak beings. If even for a moment he would believe Tejeda, Kalden would kill them both.

The captain laughed hysterically. "For a while now, I was thinking about how I could get rid of Shayla without starting a mutiny. You see, I have plans which I know you won't approve, and that will surely start an uprising. But this is a win-win situation for me. I will kill you both and say you killed each other."

Kalden already had a gun in his hand, which he pointed towards Shaila. Untied and armed, she presented a greater risk. In the last second, Tejeda pushed her aside, taking the photonic discharge on her behalf.


Capítulo 6: Yet Another Body

Tejeda's vision blurred on her face. He raised a hand and rubbed his eyes. A gentle hand caressed his cheek. When he could finally open his eyes, he saw Shayla's jade glare. His body felt different and a weird metallic taste fouled his mouth. The Nubilae clicked his tongue in displeasure. "Shayla, have you given me to drink blood? I am not a vampire, for fucking out loud!"

Her gaze hardened. "This is what I get for saving your life? Would you prefer a dead man's saliva?"

As Shayla leaned over him, Carmen fluttered above Tejeda's nose. He turned it to look at himself in its reflection. His bald head was shining, enhancing his high cheekbones and amber eyes. He had a short beard that had not been shaved in a few days, which gave him a distinct masculine look while letting his strong jaw stand out. That was the face of Kalden Deltak, the leader of the Syndicate of Cosmic Freedom.

Still watching his new face, Tejeda asked. "How did you…?"

"Oh, I shot him while he was shooting you. It was a piece of cake after you saved me. Still no thank you?"

Tejeda sighed, still a bit annoyed. "Thank you. However, next time do not make me drink blood. It is enough to touch it. My pores will absorb any fluid with DNA. And when will you be thanking me for saving your life?"

"I already did that by saving your life in return. Be grateful!"

He put his hands over his chest and gasped. Shayla flinched. "Is something wrong?"

"No, just that I miss my boobs."

She rose to her feet and slammed his head onto the floor. "You are a pervert alien."

Tejeda got up too and started undressing. "I hope he has a change of clothes around here. His uniform has a hole in it."

Shayla turned her back on him, tossing a uniform to him over her shoulders. "He had this in a drawer. Take it!"

After a few minutes, right after Tejeda put on his new clothes, all the lights went out and the emergency ones began to flash dark purple.

"Shit, we're under attack," Sheila shouted and went to open the coms. She raised her hand and swiped down, opening the transparent screen on the captain's desk.

A crewman appeared immediately on the screen. "Interplanetary Police is here. We are surrounded. What should we do?"

Tejeda gently pushed Shayla aside. "Put them through."

The crewman nodded. Another man appeared on the screen, dressed in the usual blue colors of the Interplanetary Police. "I am Captain Terry North of the Assault Unit's vessel A31. Power down your engines and weapons and prepare to be boarded."

"I am Kalden Deltak, the leader of the Syndicate of Cosmic Freedom. The Interplanetary Police has no jurisdiction over me and my ship. You will turn around and go back to headquarters. I want a vintage car and two men to drive it."

A sudden beep came from the other side of the screen. Captain Terry North gaped before recovering his composure and replying. "I understand and you are right. Have a nice day, sir!"

The screen went black, banishing the image. Tejeda could now see Shayla through the transparent shade. She frowned, swiping up to close the translucent screen. "What was that about?"

"Haha, the last sentence I said is my set password. 'I want a vintage car and two men to drive it.' When I say it, on their monitor bleeps a red light with my rank and status. It makes me smile every time this happens, and the expressions on their faces are priceless."

The valley between the mountains of folding skin on her forehead deepened. "But why would you pick such a lame sentence for a password?"

Tejeda sat on a chair and spun on it. "It is not lame. It is all about Carmen. "Car" and "men"? You know, Carmen."

Shayla didn't laugh. "Why have you sent them back? Why didn't you arrest us all?"

"Well, if I do that, it would mean I go back too and admit that my mission was a failure. I can't have that. Also, now I am the Syndicate of Cosmic Freedom's leader and you are on my side. We will steer this ship around and get to the meeting between the Universal Consensus and the Alpha Pirates. Are you prepared for the adventure?"

She leaned on the desk, wrapping her arms over her chest. "Who said I'm on your side? Why would I help you?"

The Nubilae had a warm smile that baffled her. She had never seen that on the captain's face. "My dear Shayla, I will not arrest you for starters. And you will need a job after this sham is over. Have you ever considered a career in the police force? You have some mad detective skills. The system is corrupt and it needs more good people. Have you heard of the prosecutor who drove his shuttle into a wall a few weeks ago? The investigation established that the wall smelled of alcohol and came from the opposite direction. Hilarious indeed, isn't it?"

His laughter was rough coming from the mouth of Kalden Deltak. He put his hands over his head, enjoying himself maybe a bit too much while he spun around in his chair. Suddenly, Tejeda stopped spinning and laughing. His face was dead serious when he turned toward Shayla. "How do bald people know how far to wash their faces?"


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