Sandra, found Michael holding his head, she sat beside him and held his hand as he
related the gist of the conversation to her about what they faced. For the time
being they would use a militaristic approach to leadership in the facility. Jeff
and Sandra would be his Colonels, they would pick out their majors, captains
and lieutenants etc, as time progressed and the responsibilities grew.
After so many months of being couped up Michael decided to leave the facility in
Jeff's capable leadership and reconnoiter all the colonies they know about and any
groups that had formed after the attack on the Bunker. But unlike before, he
was not traveling alone, Sandra also geared up and they climbed in their
respective aircraft and lifted off. In the basement floors Micheal had explored
he found a box full of pocket communicators, obviously some type of military
line of sight, they charged with solar and had about a hundred mile range,
Sarah and he added these to their gear before they left.
They
also did not bring wing attachments and traded the staffs for arms. Nothing big
Sandra carried an assault rifle, while Micheal elected to carry a more long-range
rifle. He also adorned himself with a katana blade as did Sandra.
When
they lifted off they started for the first of the three colonies that Micheal supervised,
after a two-hour flight, they came upon the first DNA colony, except after much
discussion they renamed the colonies Eden 1, Eden 2, and Eden 3. They hovered
over the area snapping pictures as the people waved from the ground, but
Micheal had no intention of landing at this time they had much to do, but they
did take time to drop of a few items, and these were primers for learning a language.
And a small book with a basic set of rules for living.
The
next Eden was only fifty miles away but the batteries on the aircraft were low
and needed recharging, so they landed in a open area near a running stream, it
was a pebble beach, covered mostly with smooth stones. Using his katana Micheal
cut two long poles and rigged them with fishing gear. While he was doing that
Sandra started a small campfire, he brought the two poles back and went
searching for insects to use for bait, when he return he offered a couple of
crickets to Sandra, but she turned him down, while he was gone she had cut some
of her long hair and tied it around the hook, giving it a bug like appearance. Both
moved to the bank of the stream and started fishing, Michael caught the first
fish, but Sandra quickly followed, by the time he rebaited she already had two
more on the bank, she laughed and said I think that enough for dinner, as they
had four twelve inch long trout. Michael laughed and said your in charge of
fishing from now on. After they ate they decided to bath and swim before it
became too dark, dropping their cloths on the bank they waded in a very could stream,
and quickly washed, leaving the Water behind, Sandra was shivering violently, Micheal
moved in front of her and hugged her sharing his warmth. She put her hands around his neck and lifted
herself, wrapping her legs around his waist, finding his lips, lips she started
making love to him, after several minutes of supporting her weight, he squatted
down and stretched out on pebbled beach, allowing her to have her way with him,
and she did he thrust upward into her beauty timed with her movements, she came
passionately again and again covering his thighs with vaginal fluids, finally
he could not hold out any longer. They lay embraced for several minutes just
kissing and gazing into each other's eyes, as darkness was falling, they rinsed
off again in the stream then quickly ran back and added logs to the fire. Michael
had lifted one aircraft to let one it's side rest on top of the other craft creating a small space to shelter them
while they slept.
Unbeknownst to them they were being stalked by a huge brown bear, but he was not the only one, two other sets of eyes had spotted them; they had already sent another for reinforcements, they probably would have already moved in except for the bear.
The bear was large but very thin, the smell of fish driving him to investigate,
so at just daylight he walked into camp and reached his paw to touch the
sleeping couple, the suit fired waking every one, the jolt knocked all the
sleep out of Michaels eye and they both moved out from under the shelter, but
the bear did not leave, he only ran about fifty feet away and roared his
frustration. Sandra walked over to where they stashed the left over fish and
she started tossing small pieces to the bear, he in turn moved closer, but did
not try and touch her wary of what shocked him, she walked calmly to the stream
and picked up her fishing pole, to Micheal's dismay the bear followed her as
did he, keeping the bear in his sight lest it attack Sandra, he watched while
she pulled fish after fish form the stream and fed the hungry bear, after
consuming a dozen trout the bear finally lay down sleeping peacefully. She
pulled out six more fish and left them around the bear, then moved back to
camp. They gathered up their gear and got ready for the next flight, hoping
they could review both Eden 2&3 before nightfall. As they rose into the air,
the two hunters who had been watching them were joined by four more, and they
charged across the open area, hoping to bring down the aircraft with arrows,
they failed to notice the sleeping bear, they thought he had moved on, he slammed into
one of their number crushing him, the others grabbed their spears and bows,
bringing down a bear was nothing new for them. Sandra seeing this shouldered her
weapon and opened fire, Micheal saw one turning his bow in Sandras direction,
his long rifle was loaded with exploding projectiles his round hit the bowman
in the arm, and it exploded taking his whole shoulder off. By then Sandra had
already wiped out the rest. He calmly asked her over the com what she was
thinking, she replied coldly, nobody fucks with my pets. They flew away towards
Eden 2, the bear watching from the ground started lopping in their direction of
course he quickly lost sight.