V sat up in his bed, red and yellow arms still holding him tight. They were girls from the club st night, this space station was just another stop for V.

  He had woken up on a federation ship, no memories just the colr of a destroyed uniform, a metal pte with a V on it. He had managed to get in touch with the human alliance representative, he had discovered the V, was a roman numeral for 5. Apparently he had been a part of a long lost military squad, long thought KIA. He received a retirement payout and his missing wages. Well technically he received the missing wages from his squad, most of them had no families. As such leaving any money to surviving squad mates. There was no way to find his previous name. Those records were long retired, only having a pin text roster. He had all the dog tags from kissing members, so they were confirmed dead. He however had no knowledge who he was, nor did the military. It was over 400 years ago, the federation hadn't even included humanity back then, heck the human alliance didn't even exist, a global war for dominance. In the end with no winners, the politicians faced rebellion, execution and then the common people came together, having no true evidence of history, started again. As a unified humanity. Hence the records were just gone. He did receive enough to start life as a cyber enhanced merc, his own ship and the universal knowledge that humans weren't only death worlders, but a Amboparió race, which apparently means they can breed with anything and the result will always be a hybrid. Something to do with a mutation, as a result of exposure to the multitude of radiations in space, that do not exist on a pnet with a stable magnetic field like Earths.

  In fact most of the federation come from pnets with hydrogen cores, which slowly exposes them to the radiation. Allowing them to build a resistance. The first federation ship had punched a hole in earth magnetic field. After the sickness had passed, humans had evolved. Which led to.. less than savoury behaviour. Humans as it would come to be known were encouragable perverts, they will literally have sex with anything. Which led to the rapid hybridisation of Earth.

  After the rest of the sol system was terraformed and filled with space stations, surface life became more and more expensive. Hence why V was out in space now, it was cheaper. That and hunting space pirates and criminals as a merc was not only easy, but paid well. Right now though he was in an inn, he had one rule, no strangers on the ship.

  "Ladies, I need to get washed up."

  They hum and let him out, the red arm belonged to a female Throx. Throx looked like the cliché demons, red skin, brown or bck hair, horns, a tail and cloven hoof feet. They also had eyes that ranged from yellow to amber. The yellow arm belonged to a female Brish, Brish were a sapient species from the Gisele cluster. They were like yellow humans, but with long slender hairless yellow tails and feathers instead of hair. Both species were viviparous, meaning they birthed live young, they also had breasts. However while Throx were mammalian, the Brish had an organ that contained a nutrient rich protien solution. Simir to how birds on earth regurgitate for their young, except less gross. Although the males do have that option when they need to feed the young.

  He however had no intention of actually settling down, the blood tests and such were still processing. They had to contact the descendants and retives of all the lost squad members after all. He had no memories before waking up in an alien hospital. Thankfully since he hadn't been discharged, the alliance military paid for his treatment and gave him back pay for time served, for him and the other members. The blood on the dog tags had been carbon dated, they had been decred dead long before he was. He was the pilot and strike specialist, so his wages were higher than the grunts decred dead. His CO however had a life monitor and a family so his record was already filed and his family gained their inheritance at time of death, which seems to have been within the margin of error of the same time as the others. As such it was stated he was the only survivor, the med systems had treated the massive damage he too had sustained. Due to these facts, he was honourably discharged, receiving back pay for service and the pentions for himself and all of his squad mates without next of kin, all in a lump sum as was appropriate for a time where cybernetics and cloning could start your life over.

  Stepping into the shower, he washed off the night of alcohol, sex, sweat and shame.

  He remembered the waitress and barmaid from st night, he remembered getting them drunk, well getting drunk alongside them. Then a night of debauchery definitely not suitable for a man his age. Even if you subtract the cryo, ignore the cellur restoration and genetic stabilisers. He should be in his te thirties. Even if he had the body of a man barely in his twenties.

  At the end of the day, he just felt out of pce, out of time almost. Like he was just dumped in a universe where nothing was familiar, where everything was... pardon the expression, alien.

  Oh sure he was doing well as a merc, making enough federation creds and merit to retire to a core system, on a fresh pnet in the next 30 years or so.

  A fresh pnet being, a pnet which was only recently terraformed.

  That was a ways off though.

  V right now had a much more present issue, he was thankful for being an early riser and paranoid. Some guys had arrived looking for their wife and girlfriend. The little spybot he left in the lobby being what woke him up. Thankfully they only just started upstairs.

  V grabbed his clothes and got dressed, a second spybot stating they were nearing the floor they were on.

  V left the room letting it tch shut, pulling up his hood as he went to the lift. Luckily his lift closed just as they arrived, with a thought the spybots made their way to the lobby.

  He had this happen a few times actually, alien women just loved humans. Our high body heat, our strength, our virility and the almost guaranteed impregnation.

  Sure humans were deathworlders, but they weren't gods. A male Throx could cush an unorgmented human skull retively easily, a male Brish had retracting venomous stingers. Yeah, V wanted nothing to do with that. The only fight you win, is the fight you avoid completely. Besides, he had no idea those women were spoken for. The clerk wouldn't have let them up without evidence, then a system check to validate said evidence with public record and the authorities, at 100 different intervals, since a red fg lights up with 3 or more alterations when the cloud version runs a check, well hacking would be dumb. Especially on an enforcer hub station, like this one.

  Vs spybots, attached back to his wrist as he left. Having paid for the night in cash on checking in. He made it through the six checks before he saw the men from the hotel on the screen. They had broken into the room and found their women together. They were not happy, looks like one of the women pushed a panic switch leading to the mens arrest.

  V actually feels sorry for the guys, they were just your average sary men, the Throx was a bourer and the Brish an accountant.

  V ends up sending the men a supportive I-mail, along with the creds for their bail. They had actually not done anything violent, so it was cheap and V had money to spare. He admitted he was the one who slept with their girls, but had no idea they were spoken for. He apologised and even sent them a good friend of his on the station, a divorce wyer named Hylix. Apparently in space they were even more on the nose with how slimy they were, Hylix was a literal slug man, his race was Mailusk, they were a duo mind race. Which just means the male hivemind and female hiveminds were seperate.

  V was just thankful that hiveminds were nothing like the horror movies he somehow remembered, they couldn't infect others, adding the victims to the hive mind.

  V managed to get back to his ship, just as Hylix sent him a message.

  [Thanks for the referral. You do know you may be on the hook for child support? Well they don't know your name and I sure as hell ain't gonna give it them. We need to get a beer next chance we get, I will make sure to squash any attempts they make to find you.]

  He smiles at that, he had saved this guys ass so many times. Pirates seem to really hate him for some reason, probably has nothing to do with how savage they are with settlements. Absolutely destroying the opposition if they have even the scent of fault.

  [Just check the kids yourself and keep track of them. You know how I feel about my kids, I may not be around to raise 'em. I just want 'em looked after.]

  He knew Hylix wouldn't reply, the slug man was probably already scrubbing the message from his inbox. Even if V had messaged the one living in a different system.

  He gets to his ship and uses his wrist mounted personal device to get inside. He had gutted the interior. Originally it was just a hall with 8 storage closets, a small kitchen, an okay sized rec room, a group shower room, 6 toilets and 20 small bedrooms. It was now three decent sized bedrooms, one big bedroom. Each bedroom having their own toilet and bathroom, his bathroom was pretty big. The living room and kitchen were one open pn room now, with a communal toilet. The kitchen had the test auto cooker, drinks dispenser and a storage for "real" food. He didn't buy it often, but he had some left over from previous clients. Usually small time nobles daughters, merchants or some such. If he was going to live on the ship, he was going to be comfortable. All the extra metal went into reinforcing the outer walls. His ship was top of the line without all the modifications, with all the modifications, some legal, some not so. His ship was a menace for space pirates.

  The coms channel buzzed, rolling his eyes he flicked the screen. A beautiful Andrgoan woman popping up.

  "Captain V, where have you been? I have been trying to contact you since yesterday."

  V rubs his face.

  "Commander Justav, I was out enjoying a good payday. What do you want?"

  Her expression doesn't falter or even twitch.

  "Oh? Was you? Because from what my men tell me, a human caused some massive drama this morning. Is our son looking at some more siblings?"

  A groan escapes V before he could catch it, this opportunistic woman had seduced him, telling her she wasn't in her heat cycle. Technically true, her race don't have a heat cycle, like humans they were always fertile. Which is why 13 month ter, the egg she id hatched into their son. Thankfully her race only id one egg at a time, if she had been a Junkeen, he would have had a litter.

  "How is little Kavash?"

  A smile graces her lips.

  "You remember his name now? Personal growth. He is doing well, his performance in school is above standard, he must get it from one of his parents."

  "Ain't me, I bme the mother. She strikes me as a cunning woman."

  A soft hiss like chuckle escapes her lips.

  "Well, lets see if she can't get him a true brother or sister. You know instead of all the dozens of half siblings running around."

  V rubs his neck.

  "You know why we aren't together anyone Hyverna, your work and mine just aren't compatible. Besides, my work would paint a target on Kay."

  Her eyes soften, only slightly. Granted V believes anyone watching her would think her expression was the same start to finish. Perk of reptilian biology. She was however easy to read for V, they had been together for 4 years after all.

  "Do you really need all the space sluts? I am right here if you need those urges fulfilled."

  V shakes his head.

  "What did you want me for? I know it wasn't supposed to be a personal call."

  Her hands fidget, obviously upset at the cutting off of the conversation.

  "You have been sent a request, a pirate base has been located. You will be part of the mercenary group that will aid our forces."

  "Yeah? What's the pay?"

  "It is in my home system V, within the Kosh nebu."

  His eyes harden.

  "I'm in, pay better be good."

  V then hung up, not really wanting to deal with his ex.

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