Chapter 3: Navigation
Leo swiftly jogged to the bridge.
After a solid minute, he finally reached his destination. The problem was the sliding door was closed.
"Okay, the question is, am I super strong, or are these guys super weak?"
The best way to test that theory was simple.
Leo grabbed the door handle and pulled it open. He thought it would work, but all it did was move the door an inch before the handle broke off!
Leo carried the handle in his hand and just stared at it before he gently tossed it over his shoulder, not even looking back.
Maybe if he had, he would have noticed the handle floating in the air behind him.
Instead, he looked back at the door and noticed a bunch of shouting. It seemed like the captain was confused and panicking.
Especially after watching the door being pried open by a person using just their bare hands—especially not by someone so… pretty?
The captain didn't have much time to think about that before Leo pried the door open hard enough that it shook the entire ship a little.
The captain had heard from his men that they found a person floating out in space in a lotus position, geared out in some kind of advanced combat armor with a spear, shield, axe, a short sword, an assault rifle, and a hand cannon!
Everyone assumed this person to be dead, so they immediately stripped them of almost everything but the armor and got ready to sell the body (or have fun with it first).
Since he wasn't into that, he decided to take everything to the bridge for safekeeping and let his men have their fun, but now that very same corpse was staring right back at him with a deadpan expression that looked like it could kill.
Before anything could happen, he quickly spoke up.
"You're awake! Good! How was your nap? I have your weapons in the cabinet over there for safekeeping!"
…
I just stared at the scared captain in confusion.
It was obvious he was lying, but at the same time, I had no idea what he was talking about. What weapons?
I went into cryo wearing a polymer suit. I certainly didn't have any weapons.
I looked around the room and spotted another person, and what a person she was.
Plump lips, freckles on the nose, purple and pink hair with white spots scattered around it. A shapely ass, tits big enough to fit in the palm of your hand, and the kind of thighs that could crush a man's skull.
F**k.
She caught me staring, and for a moment, fear slowly began to vanish.
She must've recognized my gaze as a familiar one—the kind of instinct women have that makes them notice these things.
I quickly diverted my eyes and noticed the cabinet he was talking about, though I didn't walk up to it like he thought I would.
Instead, I turned around after hearing shouting, so I did the only sensible thing I could think of and shut the door.
There were some grinding sounds coming from the door, but I just stared at the men as they made their way here before shutting it completely. One of them shouted behind me, "Captain! She killed three of our men!"
I turned back around to see the captain holding a gun in his hand. It looked like a rusty Desert Eagle with a scope on the side.
Just as I was about to raise my hand in surrender, he started shooting at me without warning!
Six shots rang out, and only three hit me because he had his eyes closed the whole time as he looked away.
I didn't know what to do or say, so I just stood there, hoping my endurance was just as strong as my strength, but of course, I didn't need to worry, because when I looked down, I noticed something for the first time since I woke up.
'I'm wearing armor? I can barely feel it… it feels like a wet suit. Wait… why am I wearing women's armor? Why are there boobs? Odd.'
I ignored that for now and looked back at the pirate captain, who just stared wide-eyed at me.
I was about to speak when he let out a nervous chuckle.
"Just wanted to let you know your armor is in perfect condition! The best way to do so is through testing it out, right? Ha ha ha…"
Shameless bastard.
Even your co-captain is disappointed in you.
Her look of disgust is kinda hot, actually.
Anyways, it's probably best if I take over the ship now.
For the first time since I woke up, I spoke aloud. Yet when I did, I sounded so different I assumed I was sick or my voice cracked.
"Empty your—what the? Uh, empty your pockets. Both of you."
I sounded so odd I questioned if I was even the same person anymore.
My voice was slightly deep but carried a feminine feel to it.
The captain didn't notice my confusion and did as I commanded.
"Yeah, okay."
He emptied his pockets and tossed everything on the floor, only for it to bounce back into the air and float toward me, and I heard a small yelp and a sigh of relief when he did.
I looked over and noticed the hot chick holding her hand to her choker.
At least, I thought that was a choker until I stared at the floating device and noticed what looked like a detonator with a red button on it.
I looked up at her and looked at her choker, only to realize it wasn't a choker at all. It was a collar. It likely had a bomb attached to it as well.
I understood what that meant.
This chick was either a prisoner or a slave, or both.
I grabbed the detonator from the air and asked the captain, just to be sure.
"What's this?"
He looked at me briefly and shrugged. "That's for the slave. She's the Nav—sex slave."
I looked over at the girl, clearly noticing the twitch of her brows.
"Is that true? Are you a sex slave? Or… are you the Navigator?"