Chapter 12
LuLoric Base Training Room 1
Harry entered the training room arm in arm with Six. The two of them had just spent their morning down in Chicago having a date. Harry had started to go out on dates with each of his ladies. Nine had also started taking Marina out. Harry imagined Eight planned the same with Luna. It was great to get to spend time with his lovely ladies out in the world. Six was very playful when it was just the two of them out and about.
"Thank you for joining us today," Henri said to Six.
"No problem," Six said. "I don't mind being a model," She added teasingly.
"Six is going to use her invisibility Legacy. And you are going to try to extend your senses and feel how she is using her energy. Then you will attempt to do the same. I don't expect you to get this today. It might take a while. Mastering a new legacy with Ximic is supposed to be very difficult," Henri instructed.
They began. Harry closed his eyes and tried extending his senses without dipping into his magic. His magic could mimic a lot of legacies. He was trying to do this with his Loric power alone. The problem he quickly discovered was that his magic and Loric abilities were so intertwined it was extremely difficult to try to separate the two. It also didn't help that being this close to Six was distracting. She was bloody gorgeous. She wasn't trying to distract him. But just being this close to his mate was intoxicating. They didn't make a lot of progress that session. Harry did think he was beginning to sense Six's Loric energy similar to what his magical senses told him. Yet it wasn't quite as attuned as he had honed his magical senses to over the years.
"Come in," Hermione said.
Six entered Hermione's personal quarters and took a seat when Hermione gestured.
"I want to have more babies," Six said after sitting. "Ok. Why?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Between you and I Harry has four children. If we had a fully populated Lorien that would be plenty. We don't have a fully populated Lorien," Six pointed out.
"Fair enough," Hermione said. "I've been thinking about it as well." "Do you want to have more?" Six asked curiously.
"Yes. I will have more babies now. Assuming this twin thing keeps happening I'll have a pair when you have a pair," Hermione said. "We need to let Sarah know she shouldn't feel pressured."
Hermione contacted Sarah over her communicator. Sarah was soon at Hermione's personal room.
"What's up?" Sarah asked as she sat down.
"We were just discussing having more babies and wanted to make it clear that you shouldn't feel any pressure," Six explained.
A pained look flashed across Sarah's face.
"Too late for that," Sarah said. "It's not just the pressure for children but for sex. I want to have it. But I'm afraid of the risk of pregnancy even with the bracelet."
"You're right to be afraid of that possibility. Harry's powers would overcome the bracelet the first time and impregnate you. It wouldn't be a conscious choice on his part," Hermione explained.
"Ok...so no sex beyond oral yet then," Sarah said. "I'm just not ready yet to be a mother."
"That's completely understandable given your age," Hermione assured. "There are other activities you could try."
It only took Sarah a moment to catch on. "I've heard that hurts," Sarah said.
"I have the ability to take away any pain whatsoever," Hermione said. "Not all of us can be as blessed as Six here."
"What do you mean?" Six asked.
"You don't know," Hermione said with realization. "Loric physiology is such that Loric women enjoy anal sex. It feels very good for you. Sarah and I aren't blessed in that way. The best I can do is make it completely painless. Of course I have found Harry to be a very considerate lover and he has always made me enjoy it."
"You've done it with him before then," Sarah asked curiously. "Oh yes. Quite often. He really loves it," Hermione said.
"I wondered if he might. He's never said anything. But we all know he's a butt man through and through," Sarah mused.
"That he is," Six agreed. "So Hermione and I are going to get knocked up and you're going to consider some booty action for Harry," She teased with a wink.
Sarah rolled her eyes and pushed Six playfully. The three women spent some time just hanging out and chatting about more than sex.
Begin Smut Scene (Warning All Anal)
"Harry, I need you in me," Sarah said as she came down from the second orgasm he had just given her.
Harry had just licked and fingered her to two wonderful orgasms. Sarah had been thinking a lot about this and wanted to feel him inside of her.
"I thought you weren't ready," Harry said in confusion after pulling off of her sex, his mouth glistening with her juices.
"I'm not ready to be a mother yet. But Hermione said you like doing her in the butt. If you're up for it I would like to try that," Sarah said.
Harry's eyes lit up in delight. He crawled up her body. Hermione had already worked her powers to make it so Sarah wouldn't feel any discomfort. Now that Harry was preparing to cast the same charm he sensed Hermione's magic already at work. With that charm Sarah didn't even need any preparation. He guided the tip of his prick to the entrance of her virgin butthole and gently rested it there.
"Just relax. I'm going to make you feel so good," Harry assured.
Sarah believed him. Their gazes remained locked as she felt him push forward piercing through her sphincter. The penetration was unlike what she had expected. Despite Hermione's assurances she had expected pain. There was no pain. It was simply the feeling of being full.
Harry stretched her rectum open wider than it had ever been stretched before. Sarah felt him going deep inside of her. Then she felt his groin press against her asshole and pussy. He was all the way inside of her. His mouth was upon hers kissing her. He claimed her mouth possessively. She loved it. Then his hips were moving drawing his shaft out of her rectal grip. He reversed direction halfway and buried his bone back into her butt. He repeated the motion. Suddenly she felt a sensation on her pussy. It was like Harry was licking her with all of his skill. It felt absolutely wonderful. She felt like she was having her pussy eaten while Harry was fucking her ass. They broke the kiss and he leaned back so he could drink in the sight of her. It made Sarah feel absolutely desired without a shadow of doubt when he looked at her like that.
"You feel amazing inside," Harry said.
"You're so deep," Sarah moaned. "It feels really good what you are doing to my pussy and so naughty what you are doing to my butt."
Sarah then felt him inside her mind. She suddenly could feel what he was feeling. It was no wonder he loved fucking a girl's ass. It was very tight, hot, and slick. The sight of her skewered on his shaft, her asshole stretched lewdly around his thick tool, excited Harry more than she could describe in words. She felt that excitement too. He loved looking down and watching her butt get skewered again and again by his thick tool. Knowing that she was willingly taking his dick deep in her rump for his pleasure turned him on with a fiery heat intertwined with excitement. Visions of all the naughty ways he wanted to fuck her in the ass filled her mind. He seemed to favor bending her over various things. The idea of him taking her in the dining hall with her forearms braced on the serving bar while she mostly stood up was particularly alluring. In this vision Six, Hermione, Marina, and all the other ladies were spectators watching the extremely hunky Harry take her most private hole.
"I'm going to make you cum harder than you've ever cum before in your life. And you're going to do it because my cock is buried in your ass. Every time I bugger you I plan to make you feel incredible. By the time I'm done with you, you will have taken my dick in every position and will crave having my dick up your ass. You'll be sitting next to me at breakfast and suddenly have the urge to get up and sit in my lap impaling your needy asshole on my hard shaft. You'll want to spend breakfast with my dick lodged up your rectum," Harry said in a husky tone.
Images of herself having casual conversations with Hermione or Six during breakfast while she bounced in Harry's lap filled Sarah's mind. The naughtiness of it all had her fast approaching orgasm. When she felt herself getting close, Harry stopped moving within her. The sensation on her pussy also ceased.
"Why'd you stop?" Sarah gasped her pussy twinging with need.
"Because I want to enjoy this," Harry said. "I'm going to edge you, bring you right to the edge of orgasm and then draw you back again and again. By the time I'm ready to inject my load into your needy asshole you're going to lose your mind with ecstasy. Hold on my sweet Sarah. You'll never be the same after this."
Harry proved true to his word. Sarah lost count of the number of times Harry brought her close to climax only to pull her back. She began to crave the pumping of his prick to and from her butt. It got to the point that every single thrust into her guts sent a surge of pleasure through her pussy. Sweat had beaded on her forehead from the intensity of the sensation. Harry himself was covered in sweat from the intensity of what he was feeling combined with the physical exertion of thrusting himself to and from Sarah's backside. He was slowly and steadily thrusting away at her rump. It was a testament to his willpower and restraint that he hadn't yet blown inside of Sarah's bowels. The pauses from fucking her butt were just as much about sparing himself from climaxing as Sarah at this point. He was enjoying being in the moment feeling the pleasure her slick sheath provided him. The lubricating magic he was using succeeded long past the point conventional lubricant would have failed.
Anyone who would have come in and seen the couple in that moment would have found the scene before them. Both lovers were covered in sweat with a look of intensity on their features that could be mistaken for pain. It was in fact extreme pleasure. The beautiful Sarah Hart was impaled on her first cock with it burrowing again and again deep into her bowels. Harry's testicles repeatedly bounced off of her rump as he thrust away at her insides, proving how receptive Sarah was in allowing him into her most intimate passage.
"What are you doing to me?" Sarah asked at one point. "Making it so you never want another man," Harry said.
"I don't," Sarah said. "I only want you. Oh...I fucking love it," She swore. "I love every bit of it. Harder. Please. I need to cum."
"Your wish is my command," Harry said as he sped up.
Sarah's eyes widened as she felt Harry grow impossibly larger and harder inside her guts. She felt his own sensitivity increase. Each time he moved within her guts it sent a surge of pleasure through his shaft equal to the surge that went through her pussy. He was so close. She was so close.
"Cum," Sarah cried out as she clenched down on his prick with her rectal muscles, trying to milk out his release even as she began cumming herself.
Sarah's bowels started clenching and releasing uncontrollably as her pussy erupted with her nectar. Her cunny sprayed her juiced all over Harry's groin. The feeling of her thrashing and bucking beneath him combined with the sight of Sarah Hart losing her mind impaled on his cock was too much for Harry. She looked the most beautiful he had ever seen her in that moment. Harry thrust rapidly half a dozen more times into her clenching bowels, buried his bone all the way in her bum, and erupted himself. It felt like the tip of his prick was coming apart as his seed surged forward into Sarah's ass. He groaned and grunted as he thrust sharply sending every bit of his creamy seed flooding into her bowels. Sarah cried out moaning as she felt him filling her. It was absolutely heavenly for her. The surge of magic he sent into her pussy overwhelmed her.
Eventually she passed out. Harry eventually came down from his climax. Sarah sleepily opened her eyes.
"What...what happened?" Sarah ask before memories flooded back. "Oh wow. That was...amazing."
"It was," Harry agreed before gently kissing her. The two stayed cuddling like that for some time. End Smut Scene
Six's Private Room
Six woke up from the sex coma she had passed out in after experiencing Sarah's first time with Harry inside of her. That had been incredibly intense. Six had gotten to experience all of it. Six had no doubt that Sarah would be letting Harry in the back door quite often from then on. Six was very interested to try it herself.
Hermione Granger woke up in a similar state to Six.
Sarah Hart's Personal Quarters
"I think he broke her," Six said as she stood next to Hermione observing Sarah laying on her couch with a dreamy expression.
"Can you blame her?" Hermione asked. "No," Six agreed. "That was intense."
"Shut up you two," Sarah responded to the teasing as she sat up. She looked at Hermione. "You undersold it. I thought it was something I may enjoy a little and only really do to be with Harry until I'm ready to get pregnant. It's so much more than that."
"I didn't want to scare you off," Hermione said with a grin. "I'm definitely not scared off," Sarah said.
"Harry, I have something you are going to want to see," Adelina said as she entered his lab after knocking.
Adelina seemed relieved now that Henri was awake. It took the pressure of being the only official Cepan off of her. She had settled into a somewhat motherly roll at LuLoric base making sure everyone was fed and taken care of. It was good practice considering she was pregnant.
"Go ahead," Harry said.
Adelina reached out through her neural link and pulled up a video from her personal storage in the base's main computer. Neural links were now a standard feature for occupants in the base.
"Authorities are at a loss to explain the vandalism of a local farmer's crops," The newscaster was saying as the Loric symbol for the number five was burned into crops in an image in the background.
"Subtle," Harry mused.
He turned and brought up a hologram showing the Earth and the moon.
"You integrated the tracking system on the tablet into the base systems," Adelina said with surprise.
"It wasn't difficult once I knew what I was looking at," Harry admitted. "One of the Elders must have tagged us with a unique tracking radiation that you need to know to look for."
"Is that Five?" Adelina asked as she pointed to a spot on the Earth. "I believe so," Harry confirmed.
Five was in the Carolinas within the united states moving fast towards the center of the country. Harry and Adelina watched the blue dot as it shot right through Nashville Tennessee without slowing down. Based on the abrupt changes in direction Five could make it seemed pretty obvious how he was getting around.
"Either he is on a spaceship or I think he can fly," Adelina said.
"It would seem so. I'm going to assemble a team," Harry said. "We'll go after him once he settles down."
Adelina nodded and followed him out.
"We all understand the plan?" Harry asked about thirty minutes later.
"Sarah and I go with you to act as snipers," Sam said. "While you and I will make contact with Five," Six added.
"Nine and I will go to Chicago and move Malcolm and Adam to an alternative safe house. You'll bring Five there," Marina said.
"I don't understand why you just don't bring him here," Eight said. "You said the hiding trick Hermione did with this place will make it almost impossible to find."
"Emphasis on the almost," Hermione spoke up. "The Fidelius is not foolproof."
"It's a good idea not to bring new contacts to your most vital base," Nine pointed out. "You think something isn't right with this situation," Luna said looking to Harry.
"It all seems a little convenient to me," Harry admitted. "Five suddenly leaves the island he was living on after our big fight with Setrakus Ra. It may be alright. I just think we should only expose a less secure base. No offense Nine."
"No offense taken. I agree," Nine said.
"There's something else you need to see," Crayton said from where he had been sitting talking quietly with Henri and Adelina in one corner of the room. "We've been monitoring the events around the crop symbol. This was posted a few minutes ago about the news story."
A hologram showed a comment posted on the news article.
Anonymous writes: Five seeking 5. Are you out there? Need to meet. Will be with the monsters in Arkansas. Find me.
"We did a search about the monsters in Arkansas," Henri said. "We found a tourist trap in Arkansas called the Boggy Creek Monster – Monster Mart."
"We know where we are going then," Harry said.
"Ella, can we talk for a few minutes?" Crayton asked after she opened the door to her personal chambers.
"Sure," Ella said.
Crayton sat down across from Ella.
"There are some hard things I have to tell you. I lied to you when you were younger. I told you that you were part of the Elders' plan, that you were the tenth Garde to be sent to Earth. The truth is different. Your father had the means to see you saved. The ship we came on was one he had owned at one time. I should probably tell you more about your parents," Crayton said.
Ella looked very upset. But she was not so far gone that she didn't want to hear about her parents.
"Go on," Ella said.
"Your family was one of the oldest and proudest families on Lorien. In fact your great grandfather was the tenth elder. The time period in question was before Lorien had reached its full potential and before our people were gifted with all the legacies they enjoyed at the end. During that time period our people were caught in a crossroads. We fought with the desire for rapid development while also trying to maintain life sustaining nature. Our great historians still don't know all that went on during that time. Wars raged during that time and much needless death occurred. Eventually peace prevailed and the golden age you were born into on Lorien came. There were secret wars back then between Lorien and Mogadore to preserve the illusion of a Lorien Utopia. Officially your great-grandfather was a casualty of that conflict," Crayton explained.
Here Crayton paused. He considered telling her more. He was only telling her what he was now because her nightmares had been getting worse.
"When he was young your father Raylan grew obsessed with the secret war. When the surviving elders reconvened after the war they decided to limit their number to nine instead of ten. Raylan believed the vacant position somehow belonged to your family even though our elders had never been chosen by ancestry or heredity," Crayton explained. "Your father became a bitter and suspicious recluse. He lived in a fortress in the mountains where his only companions were a pack of Chimera. That was what I was hired for, to tend to the chimera. Your father changed when he met your mother Erina. Erina was a Garde sent by the Elders to keep an eye on Raylan because some believed he may be a danger to our people. Erina saw a man who could be redeemed. She was a beautiful Loric with legacies of flight and elecomun. She could manipulate currents of electricity. She used this to fly above Raylan's home creating brilliant displays of lightning that looked like fireworks."
"Their courtship was not easy. He at first didn't trust your mother. That didn't stop him from coming out and watching her fly with the chimera. One of his legacies was to manipulate the spectrum of light. It was useful to darken the surroundings of an enemy. He used this ability to change the colors of your mother's lightning strikes. Their displays in the sky were a work of art. They fell in love and were married. You came not long after. Erina still had many friends among the Garde who would visit. The rocket ship we came to Earth on was just one of many relics your father had restored and donated to the museum with some convincing from your mother. When the Mogs attacked our ports were hit first. Your father thought of the ship. Your mother wouldn't flee. Erina wanted to help her friends and fight. Your father somehow knew
we were doomed. The compromise was sending you away with me and the Chimera. Many Chimera died getting us to the ship. That is the truth," Crayton finished.
Ella was stunned for several moments and then said, "Why did you lie?"
"Because I felt like a coward for running and not fighting. It seemed like a small lie to tell you when you were little, to let you believe I was an assigned Cepan on a mission," Crayton admitted. "One lie turned into another. I am ashamed of what I did. I'm sorry Ella."
"You saved me and took care of me papa. You are as good as my father," Ella said as she wrapped her arms around him.
"Thank you, Ella," Crayton said as he returned the hug. "I think of you like my daughter."
It was a several hour drive from the nearest teleportation pad to their destination. It was Harry, Sarah, Hermione, Six, and Sam in the transport driving down the highway at normal speeds.
"So what's going on in the other universe?" Sam asked curiously.
"Drama," Harry replied in disgust.
"He doesn't sound happy. What's the drama about?" Sam asked.
"Four and the other me just had a talk about his relationship with Sarah. The other me said she is fine with it. But she still likes him," Six explained.
"Sharing can be challenging at times. But I feel like there is less drama this way," Sarah said.
"Indeed," Hermione said. "So, how are things between you and Emily?" She asked while looking at Sam.
Sam blushed at being the focus of attention for the beautiful older woman he didn't know so well.
"They are going great," Sam admitted. "She's amazing."
"She is," Sarah said with a smile while thinking of her friend. "She thinks quite a bit of you too."
Listening to Sam talk about Emily for a bit it was obvious that Sam was in love with her. Harry understood how Sam felt. He was currently sitting cuddled in between Hermione and Six while Sarah took a turn at the wheel. Sarah didn't need to actually drive since the transport was self- driving. For appearances sake from the outside there was always a person in the driver's seat. It felt amazing to be cuddled up between the two ladies. He felt no need to have sex at the
moment. It wasn't about that. It was about feeling connected to these two and enjoying their presence. Even though they were fighting a shadow war with the Mogs, it was times like these that made life worth fighting for.
"What's going through that brilliant mind of yours?" Six asked curiously as Sarah and Sam had their own side conversation.
"He's thinking about the future," Hermione said before Harry could answer. Six looked at Hermione in surprise and said, "Can you read his mind?"
"If he doesn't block me, yes," Hermione said, surprising Six with her answer. "But I don't need to know what he is thinking. Am I right?" She asked her lover with a raised eyebrow.
"As usual you are," Harry agreed. "I was just thinking about how we need to build some colonies that are hidden with the Fidelius and other measures. We could make facilities on moons in some nearby star systems."
"We wouldn't have enough Loric to staff them," Six pointed out. "We still need to get working on that," She said while resting her hand on his crotch teasingly.
"After this mission works for me," Harry said.
"I'll hold you to that," Six said as she gave him a squeeze and then let go.
"Is Six teasing our poor man?" Hermione said in a teasing tone.
"She is," Harry said with a mock pout.
"I'd kiss it and make it better. But somehow I don't think Sam would appreciate that very much," Hermione said with a grin.
"I don't know. I think Sam might enjoy watching," Six said. "Getting back on topic, I like the idea of the other bases. We need to think about the preservation of our race."
"We could also try a cloning backup just in case," Hermione suggested. "What do you mean?" Six asked.
"The Loric commonly used cloning to grow replacement organs in the case of failed organs. Just because they didn't clone entire organisms doesn't mean they couldn't easily do it. We set up automated facilities in these bases to clone each of us should something happen to the original and teach the clones. Think about it. If you died we could have ten clones of you grown in ten different bases and set up the means to train and provide for those clones with automated systems," Hermione said.
"We'd be like a bloody hydra," Harry said. "Every time you cut off a head two or more grow back."
"I like it. Setrakus Ra wouldn't be able to combat that," Six said. "At least I hope not."
"I wouldn't put anything past him," Hermione said. "He is pretty crafty. But I think he would definitely find it very difficult."
"Hmmm....reasons not to just make clones now while we are still alive," Harry mused.
"I know I've joked in the past that I could use more of me to get tasks done more easily and quicker but somehow the idea of live copies of me running around just doesn't sit well," Hermione admitted.
Six thought about it for a moment and said, "Even though I'd be even more bad-ass in battle I agree with Hermione."
Both ladies looked at Harry and saw a far-off expression with a small smile on his face.
"You don't need to be able to read minds to tell what he's thinking about," Hermione quipped.
"Is he thinking about having a threesome with two of me or two of you or two of Sarah?" Six asked.
Hermione snorted and said, "Never underestimate a man's ability to take things to extremes. He's thinking about foursomes, fivesomes, or more with many copies of you, of me, and of Sarah."
Harry let out a groan. Both ladies immediately noticed his not so little problem in his pants. He licked his lips.
"The temptation is too great to abuse this. I think for now we should just set them as a backup failsafe. If one of us dies then at least genetically we will survive," Harry said.
"More than that we can copy all of our memories and use a variation of the upgraded pensieve which allows a person to experience emotions and physical sensations to train our copies. They could literally be copies of us in every sense," Hermione corrected.
"I see why Harry is so in love with you," Six said with admiration. "Brilliant and beautiful." "Thank you Six," Hermione said with a grin. "I could say the same about you."
"What are you three talking about?" Sarah asked curiously.
"How badly we could mess up Setrakus Ra's life with clones," Six replied.
Sarah blinked. Sam blinked.
"Loric can make clones?" Sam asked in surprise.
"Of course," Hermione confirmed. "It was how they grew replacement organs." "Replacement organs," Sarah said with surprise.
"I think it's time I tell you about Loric medical technology," Hermione said. "Before healing legacies developed the Loric had already developed some very advanced medical technology. They had AI medical devices that monitored a Loric's health. The AI doctors could detect, diagnose, and treat most symptoms easily. For more serious conditions they could use a 3D printer that could print with cellular tissue to actually print replacement organs. Their technology would then use nanite robots to replace the organ all at home."
"That's amazing," Sarah said. "Is that something that could be introduced on Earth?"
"It is in time if we decide to do it," Harry said. "But that's something all of us remaining Loric would have to agree on."
"Back to the clones. Can you clone entire people?" Sam asked.
"Loric could, yes," Six said. "It wasn't done back then other than the first couple of times to see if it was possible. It was considered in an ethical gray area. In this situation if we should die then as far as I am concerned it is necessary to preserve our species."
"Could you clone a person but give them Loric Garde abilities through genetic engineering?" Sam asked.
"I see where you are heading with this Sam. The Loric did not possess the ability to transfer a person's consciousness from one body to the next. Or if they did it wasn't advertised," Hermione explained. "They also treated the origins of their powers as almost holy. They didn't experiment as a species on giving non-Garde abilities. As far as they were concerned their abilities were reward from Lorien for doing the right thing."
"That doesn't mean it isn't possible. It just means they didn't know how to do it," Harry said. Sam was thoughtful for a while after that.
"It looks like we are almost there," Sarah said as she nodded towards a sign that indicated the Boggy Creek Monsters were only a few miles away.
"The car's sensors are picking up definite Mog activity in the area," Harry said. "How do you want to handle this?" Six asks.
"You, Hermione, and I go in on foot. Sarah and Sam will cover us from the car which will have its camouflage enabled," Harry said.
"With the lights off and being this dark at night we should blend in pretty well," Sam said. "Exactly," Harry agreed.
They parked when they were close. Harry, Hermione, and Six all went invisible. Bernie Kosar had come along for the trip. BK was currently in sparrow form and did some scouting ahead.
"What does he say?" Six asked in a whisper when BK returned from scouting.
"He didn't see any obvious Mogs but says something does feel off. There is a single guy up ahead," Harry reported.
The trio quickly made it to the small town of Fouke.
"What a let-down," Hermione sent telepathically as she surveyed the town.
The Monster Mart was really just a convenience store with some Boggy Creek Monster merchandise and a sasquatch-like statue covered in bird poop.
"I agree," Six replied.
"There," Harry sent while mentally indicating the base of the statue. A short squat boy was unwrapping a sandwich surrounded in wax paper while leaning against the statue, a backpack next to him. "Watch my back," He said as he closed the distance and allowed himself to become visible.
The boy notices Harry almost immediately. He drops his sandwich and retrieves a rubber bouncy ball along with a steel ball baring from his pocket.
"Hi," Harry greeted. "What's your number?"
"Five," Five said.
"Four," Harry replied. "But everyone calls me Harry."
"A human name," Five says. "I've had too many to stick with one."
"Understandable," Harry said. "You mind lifting your pant-leg to prove you are Loric?"
Harry raises his own pant leg using telekinesis to prove he was Loric. They both had matching scars.
"Nice to meet you," Five says as they shook hands.
"Likewise," Harry replied.
"I was so excited to meet you. Making a crop circle isn't easy," Five said.
"Yeah. That probably attracted some Mogs. We need to leave. There is Mog activity in the area," Harry said.
As if on cue a larger Mogadorian ship than the small one-person craft, a troop transport, threw on floodlights focused on Harry and five. The engine of the craft is quite loud now. Mogs began spilling out of the side.
"Mogs," Six said from right next to them.
"What was that?" Five asked.
"Number Six," Harry said.
"Oh. So that is what Mogs look like," Five said.
Just from the short interactions he was having with Five, Harry felt something was very off with the last Garde to join up. But they didn't have time to dwell on that.
Mog blaster fire streams towards the group. Harry's shield bracelet expands in front of him. Hermione and Six knew to get behind him. The blaster rounds impacted against the shield and he had to dig his heals in to being pushed back. Sam and Six announce their presents as energy rounds slam into the heads of Mogs one by one. Mogs die quickly.
Six begins summoning a storm as the sky darkens ahead.
"It'll take me a few moments to build what I need," Six said as she focused all of her concentration on generating lightning.
"We've got you covered," Harry said.
The Mogs had stopped advancing and instead took cover when they realized there were snipers in the area. They were now firing from behind that cover. A second transport ship flew in and hovered beside the first. Mog soldiers came repelling down lines out of this ship.
Harry produced a rifle of his own meant for rapid close range fire rather than accuracy. He let loose into the horde of Mogs pouring out of the transports.
"What can you do?" Harry shouted to Five over the sound of combat.
"Not much at a distance," Five shouted as his skin turned the color of steel while a Mog blaster bolt washed over him.
Harry had to admit it was pretty cool.
"Externa, nice," Harry said.
Externa was the ability to take on the properties of the materials around a Garde. It was apparent now why Five carried around the rubber ball and steel bearing. It was at that point the storm Six was brewing reached a certain minimum intensity. She began sending large lightning bolts surging into the first Mog transport. Chunks of the ship's hull break off while several soldiers fall out. The ship tries getting some altitude. Six responds by summoning up a miniature tornado which catches the ship.
Harry meanwhile tosses the rifle to Five who appears too stunned to use it. He ignites his Lumen and focuses all his energy into the palms of his hands. Instead of fire licking up his hands a ball of superheated plasma appears between his palms. The plasma quickly grows in intensity and size. Within twenty seconds he has a beach ball of superheated plasma that looked like a miniature star. Harry shouted with effort as he thrusts his hands out further and guides the mini- sun with his telekinesis towards the second ship. His aim proves true. The plasma hits the ship where the engine is at and continues melting straight through the ship. It goes up in a spectacular explosion.
"Holy crap," Five whispers while staring between Harry and the destroyed transport which crashed to the ground burning.
The second transport crashed to the ground in the nearby woods. The remaining Mogs didn't look too eager to take on the Garde now. But two small groups of four Mogs each had broken from cover during the attack on the transports to try to rush the Garde position.
"Are you going to kill something?" Harry asks Five. "You just point and shoot."
Five just nodded and pointed towards one group of Mogs before opening fire. It was obvious he had terrible aim. But even with that, a group of Mogs and an automatic weapon equated to some dead Mogs. Sam and Sarah were taking out the remaining group of exposed Mogs systematically. None actually made it close enough to the Garde to do any damage.
Harry produced several crystal grenades from his pocket and threw them towards the hidden clusters of Mogs using his telekinesis to guide them. Their cover didn't save them as the controlled explosions tore through the Mogs turning them to ash. The fight had only lasted a few minutes.
"You guys don't mess around," Five said.
"Not with Mogs," Six agreed. "We'll have to work on your aim. But good job dusting some Mogs."
"Thanks," Five said. "I've never seen a rifle like this."
"It's Loric," Harry said.
"I didn't think our people were militaristic," Five said.
"Just because we didn't have a lot of weapons doesn't mean we didn't know how to make them," Six replied.
Just then the sound of cracking trees came from the nearby forest. "Incoming," Six said. "Piken," She said suggestively to Harry.
But it wasn't a Piken that came out of the forest. Two massive centipedes the size of tanker trucks came rolling out of the woods headed straight for the group of Garde.
"Holy shit," Five said in alarm. "What do we do?"
Before Harry could answer a single police car came speeding onto the scene from down the road with its sirens blaring and lights flashing. This attracted the attention of the closest centipede. The officer driving laid eyes on the monster heading his way, slammed on the breaks, and did a U-turn before speeding back off.
"I guess he didn't want to play," Six said amusedly.
"What do we do?" Five asked as he prepared to take to the air.
"Relax Five," Harry said. "With your ability to turn to steel you'd probably just give it indigestion."
The centipede had a snout that lifted to show rows of jagged teeth. Its single eye stared at the group it was bearing down upon with malice. Harry didn't even move a muscle. Three crystal grenades flew out his pocket and into the creature's mouth. Moments later the creature's head disintegrated in a spray of blood and gore. The creature's momentum caused its carcass to slide to a halt ten feet from the calmly standing Harry, Six, and Hermione. Five had flinched back at the explosion. The other creatures was fast bearing down on them despite the death of its comrade. Moments later, it too died. Twin beams of angry energy lanced out from the tip of the rifles Sarah and Sam held. Both snipers had hit the overload setting on their weapons and aimed each for an eye. The angry beam of energy burned right through the centipede's eyes and into its brain killing it instantly. The monster slid to a stop next to its equally dead comrade.
Five looked from the two smoking rifles Sarah and Sam were holding to the similar rifle in his hand.
"You guys really don't fuck around," Five finally said.
"Not when it comes to Mogs," Six agreed.
"We should probably get going," Harry mused as he nodded towards the transport. He walked over to the transport and reached inside to draw something out. The others had followed him out. "Before we go this needs to be signed Five."
"What is it," Five said as he approached the parchment laid out on the hood of the vehicle and accepted the pen.
"It's an agreement not to divulge any information learned while with the Garde to anyone outside the group without the permission of at least two other members of the group not given under duress," Harry said. "We've all signed it."
"Sure," Five said as he signed his name.
Harry picked up the contract. Five suddenly felt a little odd.
"I feel odd," Five admitted.
"That would be the Loric charm on the contract letting you know it worked," Six said. "You didn't think it would just be a normal piece of paper."
"I guess I thought I did," Five said outwardly calm while being anything but inside.
The contract was actually a magical contract that Hermione had created shortly after she had arrived. The others had in fact signed it. If it was violated, Hermione would immediately know and by who. The group climbed into the Loric transport. The space expansion charm was explained to Five as another Loric charm. They were soon heading towards Chicago and the John Hancock building.
LuLoric Base, A Few Hours Later Relative Time
"I think that definitely did the trick," Six said as she caught her breathe from Harry filling her for the second time, him still inside of her.
"Definitely," Hermione agreed as she also caught her breathe, an identical Harry inside of her.
"What will you name them?" Six said from where she laid next to Hermione and Six with a third copy of Harry inside of her back door.
Harry was able to manifest the copies of himself for several hours at a time thanks to a very useful legacy he had read about and had been practicing. The girls greatly appreciated the legacy. Three versions of himself was the most he had been able to manage so far.
"I was thinking Matthew Liren Potter and Diana Lara Potter if twins hold true," Six said.
Sarah and Six had been informed that in his other life his last name had been Potter. The two had embraced it for their children. Liren and Lara were in honor of Harry's Loric parents.
"And I was thinking of Lily Emma Potter and James Sirius Potter," Hermione said.
It was shortly after returning to the John Hancock center that the ladies drug Harry off to get pregnant again. They did so under time dilation in their bedroom on the LuLoric base. Seconds had passed on the outside world while hours had passed in their bedroom.
"Those are wonderful names," Sarah said. "Thanks. It shouldn't be long now," Six said.
Both Six and Hermione could somehow sense they were pregnant. For Hermione she could actually sense the magical power and Loric energy of the little godlings within her now that she knew what to look for.
"Cuddle with us until they come," Hermione requested. "Of course," Harry said.
Within several hours four new Loric magical human hybrids were born into the universe. Two boys and two girls were given the exact names their parents had planned.
Nine's greeting of the group after they had returned from the mission to retrieve Five hadn't exactly endeared Number Nine to Five.
The exact wording was somewhere around, "Wow, Harry. I send you out for reinforcements and you come back with a hobbit. Great job." The look Marina had given her boyfriend had been absolutely furious. Nine had immediately known he had screwed up. Nine had turned to Five and said, "I'm sorry. Sometimes I speak without thinking. It's an impulse I struggle to curb. That was completely uncalled for. I'm Nine. And this lovely lady is Seven."
"I go by Marina," Marina said warmly as she held out her hand. "Welcome."
Marina and Nine had taken a somewhat wary Five on a tour of the apartment. That had been a day ago. It had been shortly after returning that Harry and his ladies had left for the moon base to have their newest children.
"How's he settling in?" Harry asked Malcolm.
"He appears to be settling in well enough," Malcolm said from where he sat in a cloaked Loric transport on the roof of the John Hancock building. Malcom had been introduced to Five. Adam was currently off on an intelligence gathering mission. Malcolm had been assigned the task to covertly keep an eye on Five. "I can see why you are cautious about Five. There is something distinctly off about him."
"And that something would be that he is indeed a Mogadorian spy," Hermione said as she allowed herself to become visible next to Harry.
"How bad is it?" Harry asked.
"I wasn't able to go very deep without him detecting me. I pulled out of his mind before he could grow more than slightly uncomfortable. But I saw enough to tell he has been extensively tortured and then mentally programmed by the Mogadorians. He is firmly their creature sent in here to spy on the Garde and possibly do more," Hermione reported.
"Thoughts on de-programming him?" Harry asked.
"It will take months to years if it is possible," Hermione said.
"How should we handle it?" Malcolm asked.
"We'll watch him for now. Maybe we'll leak some not so sensitive information," Harry mused. "We might get a chance to reveal some Mogadorian resources."
"What do we tell the others? They aren't dumb. They are going to notice his social awkwardness," Hermione pointed out.
"It will be very hard to act normal around him if they know the truth. If they directly ask we won't lie. Otherwise let them draw the conclusion that he has been living alone for quite some time. I'll be ready with Dreynen to shut down his powers if needed. I've been practicing with it," Harry said.
"Sounds like we have a plan," Malcolm said. "It would be a real shame to lose another member of the Garde even if they have been mentally programmed by the Mogs."
It was a thought they had all been thinking. They would do their best to save Five while minimally risking the others. It was very tempting just to stun him now and lock him up. Harry's instincts were telling him it hadn't yet come to that. They would let the Mogs think they had a spy amongst the Garde for now.
"Agreed," Harry replied.