Chapter 11: Pest Removal

~~ Delta - Oct/02 - (Earth - April/2095) ~~

The next day the wizards had to go through the same crap again when the Americans arrived.

Lee took an instant dislike to the man who was leading this party. To start with, he wasn’t a scientist; he was a General from the Army. He was a big man who had gone to fat and who was very full of himself.

Lee noted the large paunch and thinning hair, red nose and pale complexion that suggested an office worker who liked to eat and drink to excess. She also noted that he didn’t seem well-liked by the other scientists.

Her Rookie, Jameela Durrani that looked after the Watches answered her mental queries and informed her that the guy was on their Yellow list bordering on Orange.

She was not happy when she had to go through the same crap about the immunisations. “Young woman, we have the best immunisation programs in the world, we don’t require your immunisations,” he stated, looking down on Lee.

Lee looked at him and the belligerent expression on his face. Not taking her eyes off him, she spoke into her Mad, “President Benson, please Arty.” (Arty was the computer that Kyle had built her.)

She waited a few moments. “Who is this?” Came back a voice they could all hear.

“President Tom Benson, this is Lee Watson, The Jade Queen Wizard of the Delta Pavonis Star System. I’m contacting you to ask you why I shouldn’t revoke your contract for settlement on Harmony?”

“How did you get this number? This is the Red Phone?” the voice said to her, amazement was obvious in his voice.

“I’m a bloody Wizard, how do you think I got your number?” Lee said in exasperation.

“Let me talk to the Lord Wizard if you’re a wizard?” the voice replied.

Lee looked at her dad and then Sean and grinned. Sean spoke up, “Hi Tom, Lord Wizard Sean Watson here, we seem to have a problem with your scientists. They refuse to be immunised, and my lovely wife, Queen Lee wishes to send them home.”

“You can’t do that!” exclaimed the General.

Lee looked at him and narrowed her eyes, “Darlin’, I can do whatever the fuck I want to do.”

“General Jones, is that you?” the voice from her Mad asked.

“Yes sir, we have just arrived on Harmony,” the General answered. He knew the President’s voice and suspected he really was talking to him.

“Tom, tell your people to comply with the charter, or I send the lot of them home,” Lee said.

The General butted in, “We haven’t tested your immunisations so we will not be injected with anything that we haven’t tested first.”

“Is that your last word on the issue, General Jones?” Lee said sweetly.

“It is,” he said, puffing up with self-importance. He had strict orders, and he would comply with them. Plus, he didn’t like the attitude of this woman, who was trying to tell him what he could and couldn’t do.

“Fine, then you can explain to Tom, face to face, why you are in his office,” Lee said.

She and the General disappeared.

The scientist looked around for the General and Lee. Pete, Sean and the other wizards were grinning at each other and chuckling at Lee.

The General’s aide said to Sean, “What the hell! Where did they go?”

“I believe my wife took your General Jones to visit with the President of your United States,” Sean told the group deadpan.

“She can do that?” the aide asked in wide-eyed amazement.

“Oh yes she can,” Pete answered. “My daughter tends to take people at their word. Also, if she tells you it will be her way, then it will be her way or the highway. She is very passionate about her charter and that it will be followed to the letter.”

They waited a couple of minutes and then Sean’s Mad beeped. “Yes, Lee?” he answered. The scientists gathered around excitedly to listen. Not one of them was unhappy with the Generals disappearance.

“Sean, sweetie, can you find a chick in the group called Gilberto?”

“I’m Professor Roslyn Gilberto,” a woman said as she stepped forward. She was a tall, very handsome woman of African descent. Sean guesses she was in her mid-thirties and the manifest said she was unmarried.

A certain Giant’s face popped into his mind, and he decided a meeting would have to be arranged. She also had the tell-tale glow, and he knew she at least would be staying.

“Roslyn, it’s Tom Benson here, you have been promoted. Alpha, alpha, alpha. Please comply with the wishes of the wizards,” he said from Sean’s Mad.

“Yes sir, zeta, zeta, zeta, out,” she said. Sean looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “He was telling me ‘or else’,” she told him. “We are to comply with your wishes and my response was that I would.”

She grinned at Sean, “She really did take the General to the President’s office, didn’t she?”

Before he could answer, Lee did. “Sean, darling, can you and dad get those people processed? Tom has asked me to stay for coffee and a chat, I’ll be back in a couple of hours, okay. Remind them we have a meeting at 15:00 U-hours,” said Lee.

“Yes, dear, enjoy your visit. I think your dad and I have things under control here, bye,” replied Sean and closed his Mad.

“Is General Jones coming back?” the aide asked.

“He will need to do a lot of sucking up if he thinks Lee will bring him back,” Sean said.

The aide grinned and put out his hand to Sean, “My name is Ray Leyland. If he is true to form, he won’t be back.”

Sean laughed and then got the visitors organised for their immunisations, accounts and a Hotel room. They had little trouble with the rest of them after Roslyn contacted the ship and passed on the Presidents wishes.

For her part, she was delighted to be in charge as the control had been handed back to the scientists.

She would have to thank Lee personally later.

Lee was standing in the President’s office with the bemused General at her side.

She had blinked him to the Ambassador’s dome first. Then she had Ring transported him to Robert’s dome, before blinking him to the Oval Office. The General was supposed to find out how the Rings worked, but he later found his implant had stopped recording from when she first blinked him until he stood in front of the President.

“Hi Tom, apologies for the sudden appearance,” Lee said.

Ten Security Service Agents suddenly burst into the room, and Lee found she was surrounded by guns pointing at her.

“Get on the floor, down, down, down,” screamed the officer in charge. She had sent them in a panic when she and the General registered as being in the office.

The General and the President dropped as ordered. When Lee didn’t move, one of the men opened-fired on her, with an automatic pistol. They then all ducked as the bullets ricocheted off her and around the room. One of the men screamed at them to stop shooting.

Then one of the bullets hit the man who had shot at her, and he went down screaming. The others held fire as ordered and stared at the woman who was just standing there with her hands-on hips looking at them with disgust and shaking her head.

Lee then smiled at the lead officer, “Settle petal, if I had wanted to harm Tom, I wouldn’t still be standing here. You would never have seen me come or go.”

She then disappeared and sent the agents into a serious panic as they looked around the room trying to find her. They each found they were immobilised and then their guns suddenly disappeared.

Lee reappeared beside the General, who was gingerly gaining his feet. “I don’t like guns being pointed at me,” she told the agents. “If I release you, will you behave in a civilised manner?”

Tom stood; he believed that if she did wish to hurt him, as she had said, it would have been all over before the agents had entered the room. “Gentleman, Queen Lee is my guest, you will stand down,” he said with authority.

The leader looked at the President and found he could move his head but not otherwise move, “Are you sure, sir, this is a hostage situation.”

Tom shook his head, “Your Majesty, I do believe you have no intention of harming the General or me, is this correct?”

Lee looked at the General then back at the president and smiled, “Well, you are safe, but I’m still making my mind up about your obnoxious General.”

Tom grinned back her. The General wasn’t his choice either, so he couldn’t blame her for having good taste. “Ross, I believe there is no threat here. You are to stand down,” he ordered the officer.

“Can we at least stay to make sure?” Ross asked his heart was still racing, and his hands felt naked without his gun being in it.

“Please do, I have no objections to you staying,” Lee replied and waved her hand around the room.

The men suddenly found they could move again. They all looked at Lee in amazement. Several even stepped back away from her. Two others went to the aid of the down man.

The young man who had told the others to stop shooting said, “Are you really a Queen now?”

Lee was standing in front of them wearing her standard ship jumpsuit. Her lovely red hair was plaited down her back, and she wore no discernible make-up. The men all decided she didn’t need it and quite a few, felt their cocks stirring as they recognised her from the vid’s they had all seen, of her. She was even sexier in person they decided.

Lee turned her bling on, and several men had to shield their eyes from the glow coming off her. Even the General took several steps away from her. She was seriously creeping him out.

Lee moved over to the downed man, and they watched her warily. She placed a hand over his thigh, and they all saw her glow brighten then dim. She turned off her bling and plucked the bullet from the wound. She handed the man the bullet. “Souvenir,” she said and grinned.

The agent looked at his leg to see a small round scar and accepted the still blood wet bullet from Lee in wonder. The other agents looked at the healed leg and then at her incredulously.

The General looked at Lee as she stood and came back towards him and the President. He had met some powerful people in his time, but he was beginning to realise that he had butted heads with the wrong lady. The tight-lipped look she sent his way also suggested that he wasn’t going back to Harmony in a hurry and her next words confirmed it.

“Tom, who is to take over from the General?” Lee asked.

“Professor Roslyn Gilberto is the head scientist,” Tom told her. He too had seen the vids of Lee. He was a smart enough man to not, butt heads with her on this issue, especial after what he had just witnessed in his own office.

They all watched and listened as Lee spoke into the device on her arm. Tom added his two cents worth and invited Lee to stay for coffee. She fascinated him, and he believed some serious grovelling was in order.

Once the conversation was over, he then told the General to go be debriefed. They all watched as he left the office. The young officer who has spoken before asked Lee, “Did we really just speak with the people on Harmony as if they were next door?”

Lee tipped her head and looked at him, “Come here.” She beckoned to him, and he found himself walking up to her. She touched him on the forehead, and the others watched him shiver.

Several smirked at the obvious hard-on the man now had. “What’s your name?” she asked him as she removed her hand.

“Special Agent Oliver Edwards,” he answered and shivered again.

“Hey Tom, can I have him?” Lee asked.

“I beg your pardon?” Tom said, not sure in which way she wished to ‘have him’.

Lee grinned at Tom reading his thoughts and told him and the other agents, “He is a shield mage.” They obviously didn’t understand. Lee looked at his commanding officer, “Do you find that he never leads his people into dangerous situations and has a reputation of warning them of danger?”