Ella & Ray

ELLA

“Now what?”

Ella snarled when suddenly the lights of the communal sleeping quarters came on, casting the entire room in a painfully bright light and her eyes blinked frantically.

{To all females in sector 5, you are to gather in the main hall, five minutes from now!}

A metallic voice boomed it’s message trough the speakers that were hidden in the ceiling.

Fucking assholes, Ella muttered, you’d almost started to think they’d got off on herassing us like this.

“Oh, hey, you’re probably wondering where the hell this is and who I am, okay, let me introduce myself.

My name is Ella, I’m a ... 40 plus... mother of two..., well not anymore... my son died during the three years we were at war with this alien race called the Yllty. The Yllty were disgusting little creepers who wiped out most of the human population with their technologically advanced weapons.

Without going into too much details about the reason for the invasion and all, ...“I just don’t feel like it right now, just woke up rather harsly, rembember?“..., anyway, the Yllty wanted to confiscate and populate our pretty little blue planet as the earth is warming up considerably and those little bastards thrive in heat, so...

Fortunately, humanity was able to create a virus that spread like wildfire and killed them all, at least those who were on the spaceships that hovered over our little blue planet, don’t ask me how they got that virus on board but I think it had to do with the food they brought from Earth onto their ships. Those who were stationed on Earth survived the virus, we took care of that here on the ground, ... unfortunally at a high cost.

In that last battle, both my husband and my son were killed, leaving my 14-year-old daughter and I behind, that was 2 years ago.

As I said before, humanity was on the brink of extinction, so our beloved governments, well, the leaders who liked to think of themselves as governments, decided that all women should become breeders, that is..., all women between the ages of 18 and 40, those they thought too old to be breeders had better serve themselves in other ways..., well thats basically it, in a nutshell...

There you go... Years and years of struggle for equal rights went down the drain and no, not because we wanted to be treated like this so badly, ...nope..., then none of us would be here in these prison barracks, glued together, trust me...

Anyways..., let’s just wrap it up, shall we?

Nowadays, the place where we reside, is run by Michael Ferraro, ...what’s in a name, right?... and his trusted band of European, “fucking” soldiers.

Ferraro runs the business and his commanders do his dirty work. The main 4 bosses are an old SAS guy, two Red Barrets and I believe one of them was Special-OPS, but that’s just gossip I heard...

Last but not least, those..., I’ll try not to curse so much..., commanders are over 50 and they all have a young woman by their side. Believe me, I’m not jealous, but come on... 50-something with a 20-something old chick.”

“Mum! Let’s go!” That’s Ivy, my 16 year old daughter, thank God she not 18 jet...

“Yeah, yeah, I’m comming, I have to finish something, just go ahead...”

So, now you have a bit of an idea what I’m dealing with, let’s go...

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“Hey, Sam, what the hell is going on?” Samantha or Sam to her friends, one of Ella’s closest friends stood at the back of the gathered crowd, her arm crossed across her chest.

“I don’t know, as far as I know there is no census or age verification scheduled for today...”

“Well, we’ll find out soon enough, right? I’m going to find Ivy, okay? She has slipped away again. See you...′

Ella scanned the crowd looking for Ivy and missed the entry of 2 of the commanders, had she done that she probably would have avoided attracting the attention of any of them...probably...

Damn it, where was that little idiot?

Finally she caught sight of her daughter and made her way through the female crowd, oblivious to two pairs of eyes on her.

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RAY

He didn’t feel like it, he really didn’t want to come here... unfortunately, it was his turn to go to the barracks. Lev had discovered that there were women who’d registered their daughters too young, and the boss wanted all girls as young as 12 to be re-checked.

Not a problem in itself, were it not that Veronica, his..., yeah, what should he call her, breeder, girlfriend, partner? Let’s just stick to “girl”, wanted to come along..., yeah.., probably to enjoy the misery of other women.

To be clear... a lot of the “breeders” didn’t mind partnered up with older men at all, they didn’t think it was such a big deal, because, let’s face it..., they were given liberties, the other women could only dream of.

For example, they had no lack of luxury and the man to whom the women were assigned was the only one allowed to touch them. All in all a relaxed life, and some of them, like Veronica, loved to harass the other women...

As he stood on the platform, Ray ran his gaze over the heads of the group of women, when his attention suddenly got caught by some commotion in the midst of the female crowd, and he curiously followed the wave of motion that passed through the group. To the side of the platform, the movement came to a halt and a small woman emerged, totally unaware that she had caught his attention, he saw her talking furiously and gesturing to a young woman who was standing next to her.

“What are you looking at?”

Veronica’s perfume forced its way into his nostrils, altough not an unpleasants scent at itself, she wore far to much for his taste.

“Nothing...”

Ray knew he had to avert his attention away from the woman, otherwise Veronica could easily start a bitch fight, but somehow he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. Even though her clothes were shabby, and her face and hair untended, her eyes were sparkeling pools of fire.

“Who’s that, do you know her?” Veronica was also glaring in the direction he was looking at.

Fuck! The curious bitch had noticed his lack of attention to her, but before he could turn her attention to anything else, his colleague, Lev, spoke up.

“My dear ladies. It has come to our attention that some of you have not been completely honest about the ages of your daughters. As you know, we are at a turning point in our history and if we are not all of us humanity will perish. We need all the fertile women to restore our population to health, and we are deeply saddened that some of you are not giving your daughters the opportunity to give back to humanity, to give something back to us... Let’s face it, we give you protection, shelter, food, everything you need...”

In response to his words, a mocking laughter erupted from the group.

“Something?! You mean using our daughters as private whores!” A red-haired woman snapped.

Out of the corner of his eye Ray saw his soldiers quietly lining up around the group, there was no doubt about it, given the women’s faces they probably had to intervene hard.

“It’s a shame you see it like this...” With a sweet smile, his colleague turned to the red-haired woman.

“Still, I must ask you to go to the treatment rooms with your daughter.” And he turned again to the rest of the women.

“I’d like to see four rows, one for each treatment room, mothers on the left and daughters on the right.”

Even before he’d turned off his microphone, everything went beserk. Some of the women literally clashed with the soldiers, and others tried to sneak away with their daughters, back to the sleeping quarters, but the doors leading there were locked.

Ray looked to the side at the woman who had caught his attention earlier, and saw her trying to shield her daughter from the commotion. Her lips were curled into a wicked snarl and he couldn’t help but grin, this lady wouldn’t hesitate to attack his soldiers if they tried to grab her daughter. Because of the commotion in front of him and the woman that had caught his attention, Ray didn’t notice that the woman at his side, was closely watching him.

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ELLA

“Ivy, get behind me!” The moment that redhead bitch, even tough she was right Ella couldn’t stand the wise-cracking woman, opened her mouth, she already knew hell was going to break loose.

Though she wasn’t very tall, maybe a small 1.65 m, she’d fight tooth and nail, if one of those thugs decided he could just touch her daughter with his filthy paws.

Soon after the women started rioting, the soldiers already regained control of the group and had taken, those that had fought the guards, to solitary cells.

Although Ella had never been afraid to get into a fight, she found out early on that at this so-called “safe haven”, she’d better do as she was told and that they fight or try to escape, at least for now, was a no-go. She had already seen enough women “disappear” for trying to do so...

As she was standing in line, she had a good view of the strangers at the front. One of the commanders was standing in front of the treatment room with his young “breeder”. Ella frowned, what the hell was this chick doing here? Was he really so desperate he needed to show his men what a great guy he was, having this young chick glued to his arm?

Still, Ella though to herself, he didn’t looked very happy to be here, the chick, on the other hand, was having a great time and Ella got the impression, looking at the smirk on the womans face, that she and the other women were her entertainment.

Ella took a closer look at the commander, he was a big fellow and not unattractive to look at. He was at least 1.95 m tall, with trimmed greyish dark blond hair, a tough, characteristic head, and a few days old stubble, but what stood out most were his gray-blue eyes, eyes clearly focused on her...

FUCK! Without averting her gaze, Ella straightened her shoulders and tilted her head back slightly to make her appear more arrogant. She wouldn’t be intimidated by that bastard... even if he was a rough, handsome bastard, that is...

She saw a grin appear on his lips. What did he want from her? Given the kid next to him, he wasn’t interested in a woman over 30.

It wasn’t long before Ella and Ivy were first in line, right in front of the commander and his girl.

“Name?” A surly old fellow sat in front of the entrance to the treatment room.

“Ivy Stone.” Her daughter’s voice trembled a little.

“Age?” The old geezer in front of her, front his brows in annoyement when the girl whispered her age.

“That can’t be true... Maybe I’m wrong, but she must be atleast 18... Just look at her...” And with an elangant gesture she pointed at Ivy.

Ella’s eyes grew. What the hell ...? Ivy was only 16, was something wrong with the eyesight of the woman?

With a surprised look, she looked at the woman in front of her, but the nasty grin that appeared on the womans face told her enough to. That bith had consciously posted that comment to bother her for some reason. Now Ivy had to undergo such an annoying investigation, what an incredible bitch this was! Ella felt an incredible anger coming up.

“Maybe next time you should just snuggle up in that spread-out bed of yours and use those few brain cells that you seem to posses, to open and close your legs and not for something more complicated like thinking...”

This was probably not the smartest thing I could have said...

Surprise flashed in the woman’s eyes, but was gone as soon as it appeared.

“Did you hear what she just said to me, do you have ‘daddy’?” And gripped the commander’s arm tightly.

When she heard “Daddy” and his response to it, Ella nearly choked with laughter and couldn’t help but stoke the fire even more.

“You’re kidding...“Daddy”? That’s sick! I know you motherfuckers love to fuck young girls, but to let them call you “Daddy” is just disgusting...!”

His eyes were blazing pools of fire, but before he could say anything, the bitch beat him to it.

“You’re just a jealous, dry old woman who needs a fuck to get rid of those cobwebs, unfortunately for you, though, no man likes a barren desert...”

Triumphantly she looked at Ella, who started to snicker.

“Girl, you’re barely dry behind the ears, aren’t you? Unlike you, I don’t have to use tricks to get a man ready to pop. You’re just a little, anoying...”

But before Ella was able to finish, her chin was roughly grabbed by the commander, who was now standing tight in front of her, his face so close that his nose almost touched hers, his hot breath fanning her face.

"Shut up..." His voice was just a terrifying whisper, he turned his face a little to one side.

“...and you too...”

“If you think you can make a fool out of me, you’re wrong... I’ll leave it at this, ...for now..., but I’m not done with you...”

A shiver of fear and excitement ran down her spine and she felt her heart skip a beat, SHIT...

He let go of her and turned to the other woman.

“YOU..., GET THE HELL OUT OF MY SIGHT!! RICARDO!!! Take Veronica with you, I don’t want to see her here anymore...” and stormed off without looking at any of the women again.