Chapter 41 – Street Fight on Obeza

Content Warning - Slavery, Submission, Violence, Sci-Fi
 
Breaking the kiss, Kaster yelled into the maelstrom, “I’m sorry.”
K’rra could barely hear over the screeching of the speakers. She tried to pull him into another kiss, but his eyes were hard. She cried back, “Sorry for what?”
“For putting you in harm's way. I never meant things to go this way.”
K’rra leaned into his ear, “For a true master, I’d do anything. For you, I’d do anything.”
“Let’s finish this and be done.”
She pressed her forehead to his chest, happy to imagine them in some distant world without a care in the world. She saw herself kneeling at his feet, blissfully making his every moment easier with her service. Their needs of the flesh constantly sated. She wanted to be naked at his feet for the rest of her life.
All too soon, he disentangled her arms and left her as he marched back into the ruin of the temple. She stumbled back away from the temple, covering her ears, trying to find a quieter spot behind the speakers. The thick mask of dust prevented her from seeing where he’d gone or what he might be doing.
A blaster shot started K’rra, making her nearly jump out of her coveralls. She searched and saw the attendant’s body slump to the ground. The sheriff had stunned the man, and they were no longer arguing. The lawman looked up and begin marching toward her. 
K’rra was spent. She had nothing left in reserves. All her plans and all her resources had been used to make this moment happen. She wanted to just fall to her knees and beg for chains. With a gnawing unease, she watched as he stomped towards her. 
A figure emerged in the dust. For a moment, K’rra felt an overwhelming wash of relief, then she realized it was Kae. The young woman was coughing into a hand but was alert and looking around, ready for a fight. The sheriff turned and lifted his offhand. Kae, probably not processing everything fully, strode forward quickly and struck him with the baton Kaster had taken. Before his body could fall back, she’d struck him several more times as she danced quickly around him. He slumped to the ground, and the Rogue Fury lifted the stun pistol from his comatose hand.
Stepping backward, K’rra was amazed at the speed at which Kae had reacted. She’d seen Kaster beat the woman in combat, but Kae was still lightning fast. She was so relieved and ecstatic to see her that K’rra wanted to fling her arms around the younger woman and crush her in an embrace. Before K’rra could say anything or react at all, Kae slid the baton into her belted waist and grabbed the slave by the elbow.
“Let’s go!” Kae shouted between coughing fits. 
“No! Where’s Kaster?” K’rra yelled. It had taken all her willpower to say no to her co-owner and oh-so-lovely mistress. She wanted to make Kae happy, but her first allegiance was to her true master. She felt torn in two, split asunder.
“His orders! He wants the ship ready to leave.”
Kae yanked K’rra’s elbow, pulling the slave along. The stabbing pain in K’rra’s chest was unbearable, but she had to believe and obey her mistress. The two staggered out of the dust clouds, leaving the speakers and debris behind.
As the two stumbled from around the temple to the town streets, they saw a small crowd of people had come out of homes and businesses to investigate the clamor. Kae was wracked with coughing fits but still strode like royalty, pulling K’rra behind her. K’rra followed, constantly looking back to the temple, hoping that Kaster would come plunging through the billowing dust clouds.
One man marched out into the street to intercept them. Kae lifted the stunner and blasted, knocking him to the ground instantly. Some folks screamed and ran or dodged back into buildings. Citizens who’d come out to see the spectacle at the temple now realized the situation was still developing. Kae marched over the unconscious man with K’rra in tow.
“I didn’t think the Furys used blasters,” K’rra muttered, barely able to hear herself over the ringing in her ears.
“I’m not a Fury,” Kae spat as she continued marching down the street.
Two constables came running along a side street. One of them yelled, “Release the hostage!”
It took a heartbeat for K’rra to realize they meant her. They thought Kae was kidnapping her. That was all the time she had to process anything before the street erupted in violence.
Kae stepped backward, shoving K’rra hard in the chest. The force of the blow knocked the wind from her and sent her staggering backward. Tripping on her own feet, K’rra tumbled, landing heavily on her ass. 
Stunner bolts flew down the street, sending the constables scrambling for cover. Kae darted up to a building firing as she went, leaving K’rra alone in the middle of the dirt street. The constables ducked behind a ground car and into a door alcove, firing their own stunners in response. K’rra sat stunned as colorful beams flashed up and down the street, some coming perilously close.
Rolling to her feet, K’rra sprinted through an intersection, racing towards the small commercial spaceport. She didn’t have the inclination or time to worry about who was shooting at what or where the blaster bolts were flying. Her Master wanted the ship ready for departure, and she would die making it happen if needed.
Seeing a parked vehicle in front of a shop, K’rra sped to it and dropped behind it, her breath ragged fire in her chest. A woman huddled there with a child just in front of her. K’rra was horrified. It was thrilling being in a grand adventure and risking life and limb for her love, but the thought of innocent people being hurt made her sick.
“Get into a building. Now!” K’rra screamed at the wide-eyed mother. The woman clutched her child and raced away. 
K’rra peeked down the street to see Kae sidestepping through the intersection as she fired several shots. The younger woman spun and took cover on the corner of the building. Seeing K’rra, she winked and gestured for the slave to keep moving.
Taking a moment to catch her breath, K’rra noticed her hands shaking. She’d never been in a firefight before. The constables and Kae were most likely all armed with stunners, but when bolts started flying, the fear of death became an icy fist clutching her heart. She swore to herself that they were just stunners, the worst that could happen was being knocked unconscious. She wanted to stay hidden behind the vehicle but forced herself to stand and dash out into the open once again.
A door slid open ahead, and a human man stepped out with a scatterblast in his hands. It was a short, stubby, crude weapon made to spray a target with blaster shots for those with poor aim. K’rra skittered to a stop right in front of the man blocking her path to the ship. She opened her mouth and tried to say something, anything, as he turned and the weapon barrel came pointing right into her midriff.
A shot rang out. K’rra felt all the hairs on her left side tingle in a sharp jolt. A blur of red light wicked past, bathing the man with the nasty weapon. He jerked back, staggering, and turned spastically towards the door he’d just exited. The scattershot went off, blasting a massive furrow in the masonry of the building. Had he turned the other way, K’rra would have been obliterated.
His body crumpled to the ground, the scattershot clattering in the dust. K’rra could only stare, mouth agape at how close she’d come to instant death.
“Move your ass!” Kae yelled as she shoved K’rra hard.
K’rra stumbled, nearly tripping on the unconscious man. Her feet took over with a mind of their own, and she found herself racing down the street. With a quick glance back, she saw Kae fire off a few more stunner shots, spin, and snatch the scattershot from the ground.
The odds that people would die increased significantly. K’rra doubled her pace, sprinting all out with no thought of breath. 
She slammed into the doors of the starport before they even had an opportunity to slide open. Choking for breath, she slapped the doors, willing them to open faster. When they finally parted enough, she squeezed through, seeing red stars dance from lack of breath. She only managed a few steps inside when she collapsed to her knees. 
Standing before her was the Fury Kae, with a lit Waveblade in her hands.