Detective Ohm

Finding One's True Self: Part 13

By Xan Steel

Rubicant opened the door for the Detective once they reached his room, and let him walk in first to ensure no one else was waiting for them. Once he was satisfied the room was clean, he had Rubicant walk in close and lock the door.

Rubicant walked over to the small kitchen area and started to make a pot of Forest Brew. "Would you care for some Detective?" He asked.

“Ah, yes please," Ohm replied as he sat in a chair at the small dinette table, after taking his coat and hat off. Rubicant sat down and waited for the brewer to finish. "So.." Ohm began, "what experiment were you trying out?"

Rubicant paused in his thought about the reaction from earlier before he answered. "To see if I was a Derlenian." Ohm raised a questioning look at him.

"What made you think you weren't?" Ohm looked around the room and noticed two books and a series of star maps.

Rubicant deeply sighed as he went over to the finished brewer and began pouring out two cups. "I'm not sure I should tell you. As I don't expect anyone to believe me," he answered.

Ohm looked at him a bit differently and spoke. "I've been on the force now for forty cycles. There isn't anything you could say that would surprise me."

Rubicant laughed inwardly and thought, 'Looks like the movies got that line right.' He brought the two cups over and set one down for the detective. “Very well, I'm not from this galaxy." Rubicant blurted out, causing Ohm to choke on his drink.

"Excuse me?" Ohm said in a surprised tone while continuing to choke on his brew.

"It's true." Rubicant brought over the star maps, he had. "This is a star map of the three largest nearby galaxies. Triangulum, Andromeda, and the Milky Way galaxies."

Ohm looked at them and spoke in a disbelieving tone. "Now wait a minute. I remember school science class calling this one" he pointed to the Milky Way Galaxy "The Fayriden galaxy."

"For you, yes, but for me, it's where I'm at in stasis and traveling to a new world," Rubicant replied.

Ohm looked at him and the maps, and then over to the books again. He had to admit this was a doozy of a story, and with all the information he had, it was either well concocted or real. He decided to go for the obvious, "Are you planning to invade our galaxy?"

Rubicant snickered. "That would be extremely hard for four people to do detective."

"Four?" Ohm questioned.

"My sister, and two of our friends and myself," Rubicant answered.

Ohm spoke in a puzzled tone, "What's a sister?"

It was Rubicant's turn to look surprised. "You do have siblings in this galaxy?"

Ohm just stared at him. "I'm unfamiliar with those words," he said.

"Oh, a sister or a brother in my terms is a pair of offspring born of the same parents," Rubicant explained.

"Ooh! A Te'dar, which goes for both male and female." Ohm exclaimed.

"Okay, whereas a sister refers to female and a brother refers to male where I come from."

Detective Ohm spent nearly all-night listening to Rubicant's story on when he first got there and having met Julyna, and how she became his guide here. Also on how he would never make here in his lifetime, as he didn't have the technology to travel between galaxies. Though what Ohm did hear him mention passively is how he wound up here. "I'll be the first to admit I'm no expert on telepathy, but if something like that could happen. Then it would have to come from the strongest telepaths within the Derlenian race, and that would be their GrandMaster. The one that teaches them how to use their telepathy properly." Ohm explained. This was something that Julyna didn't go into too much detail, except to say that she was learning something new every few cycles.

There came a sudden and urgent sounding knock at the door. Ohm got up and motioned Rubicant to stay back behind the wall. When he got there, he looked through the peephole in the door. It was an officer from his sector. He opened the door slowly. "Detective I'm afraid you are needed down below. We can't disperse the crowd, and it's been growing all night. They want to see him." She said to him.

Ohm sighed loudly. "I'll be down soon," and then closed the door. He turned and walked back to Rubicant.

"What is it?" Rubicant asked.

"Apparently news travels fast, and the crowd is now bigger than it was and won't leave," Ohm replied. Rubicant sat back down unsure of what to do. He never intended it to go this far, and now he's at the center of something he didn't want.

"Wait you said you are not here physically but mentally, right?" Ohm asked as he nodded in response. "Good then bend over for me."

"Excuse me!?!" He said as his ears went flat as an embarrassed look crossed his face and muzzle.

"Don't get all weird on me, if you're here mentally, then you're using a holographic construct. Which means you'll have a button just under your tail that will give us a visual display of the model and its information." Ohm said as he was pointing at himself.

"Can't I just push it?" Rubicant said as he began feeling around back there.

"No, constructs are not meant to push it. So, bend over and raise your tail for me." Ohm was serious and not just trying to trick him that he could sense. With that in mind, he dropped the towel and bent over and raised his tail. Ohm looked back there and gently felt under his tail until he heard a click. Rubicant's body stood straight up, and his eyes projected an image on the wall.

Ohm began looking over the information displayed there. "Okay let's see what we are dealing with, hmm you're a Mark II." Ohm's tone showed a bit of disappointment. "Modules installed, sensory, visual, scent, hearing, self-imaging, color, but no..." his voice trailed off a bit before he became excited. "Ah, here it is, no DNA replication system installed. That is good news." Ohm finished as he turned back to Rubicant and reached under his tail and hit the button again, just as Rubicant caught himself from falling to the floor.

"What does that mean?" Rubicant asked.

"It means you can't get females pregnant because this older model doesn't have that ability, it can only mimic the texture and scent of your sperm," Ohm explained. Rubicant sat down again and relaxed more. "So, the good news is I can tell them you're not the progenitor and that they can leave you alone." Ohm grabbed his coat and hat. "You're not planning on leaving, are you?" he asked.

"In all honesty, I have no real control over that. I'm hoping not as I want to go to that engineering conference in a few days." Rubicant explained.

"Good, because I might come and visit you. You're an interesting fellow to talk with, and I'd like to see if we can get this construct to display the real you." Ohm finished and left.

A few hours later both the local and galactic news pads were slid under his door. He picked them up and began to look them over. Well, Detective Ohm had been right about one thing. He was on display on the main pages. Of course, they used a crappy picture. The local title said, "The Progenitor found, as local authorities try to cover it up." The galactic title was different and more reserved, "Travaina IV has the progenitor? Local investigators say otherwise." He put them down as he didn't want to read them. He walked over and took a peek out the window and looked down at the main entrance. There was still a bunch of females down below waiting for him to appear. He went to the door and peeked through the little eye hole and saw an officer standing there.

He opened it to ask the officer a question when she turned to look at him. She's a Derlenian. She pushed her way into his room, and then closed and locked the door leaning against it. Her breathing was heavy and rapid, and her ears laid back entirely. "Please forgive me." She said softly.

Rubicant backed away from her, "No, I'm not who you think I am."

She didn't care as she removed the top part of her uniform and tossed it to the side, revealing her heaving bare breasts to him. She walked towards him, "Please I need your seed, your people need you to breed to save us." she said in a sultry tone.

He grabbed her by the shoulders once she was close. "Please stop. I'm not able to breed anyone. I'm not physically here." He pleaded.

She didn't listen and throw herself at him, causing Rubicant to stumble and fall to the floor, as she pinned him to the floor and began to grind on him.

"Please stop, I don't want to hurt you!" He pleaded harder to her.

She didn't care and continued to work his shorts off as she managed to get her pants down a bit making sure he'd be able to enter her.

While she was distracted with his pants, he took advantage of his free hands. "Forgive me!" He flipped her over on her back on top of him wrapped his legs around her lower body and then proceeded to put her into a sleeper hold.

She began to struggle. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Oh god, I'm sorry." He repeated over and over until she fought no more. He checked her pulse, it was strong, and her breathing was deep and gentle as he let her go and rolled her onto the floor. He began to choke on his tears until he broke down completely. His psyche was wholly broken while having visions of his father beating on his mother and feeling like he just became him.

Detective Ohm had just managed to open the door and saw a broken Rubicant on the floor pleading for forgiveness through a torrent of tears at a sleeping female.