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   {ASSM}  Neptune's Final Voyage by Yotna El'toub
        (A response to Esu's Writer's Block Challenge)
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WARNING: This story will contain situations and explicit
language of an adult nature and should be read only by those of
a legal age to do so. If you are a minor or object to stories of
an adult nature, LEAVE HERE IMMEDIATELY. Legal age local to the
author is 18+ please abide to your own local laws. Please note
and understand the content codes for this story.
 
The characters portrayed in this story are just that,
characters in my story.  Any similarities to real people are
purely coincidental and unintentional. The characters and
situations portrayed are pure fantasy; the author is keen to
state that in reality adult sexuality should remain only in the
adult world. Please do not allow or cause this story to fall in
to the hands of minors.
(C) Yotna El'toub 2007
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Star Log 015.2:

Today we are on final approach to the anomaly that was first observed
in 2007; hopefully the truth will be revealed. In my opinion there has
been far too much speculation; as for captaining a ship that is made
up by an equal mix of sceptical Scientists and devotional followers of
the true god, it has been a nightmare.

Even the usual joys of the Captain's table have been spoilt by their
continual bickering. Soon though it will end and the truth will
finally be out.

"Captain, sorry to disturb you sir, but we have picked something up on
the scanners."

"What is it man, spit it out?"

"Well it's nothing that remarkable, but I made the mistake of showing
it to Lurak and Mesolon. I need your help to break up the argument..."

My face fell, I could no longer hide my vexation with the
'passengers'. "Very well, I will sort this for once and for all!"


Chapter One: Fundamental Differences.

"You are wrong! The case is clear, we must turn back. If God wishes
his wonders to be hidden they must remain so."

"Mesolon, that is senseless drivel. What this shows is a natural
phenomenon. Proof positive that Physics is the guiding light here. You
only want us to halt to stop your Mumbo Jumbo being exposed."

"How dare you. Lurak this is too much. The God of truth shall smite
you...

"I may just smite the both of you. Now please step away from the
scanners and let me interpret this without bias."

"Captain Thewitt, of course we accede to your request." Mesolon bowed.

"Can it Rev. I have just about had enough!"

Slightly embarrassed, the passengers give way to me. Carefully I avoid
the fire in Lurak's eyes and the milk and honey in Mesolon's. I curse
their intolerance silently. "Now let's see what all the fuss is
about." My eyes settle into the cup holders and I wait a second for
them to accommodate the scanners colourful display. Now that is odd,
the void has a demarked edge. I had anticipated a gradual falling off
of space or a bending of the continuum, but not a 'shell'. "First
mate, what do you make of this?"

Lurak interjects "It is clearly a ..."

I swivel my head and glare at the too vocal scientist.

"Tell me Lurak, when did I promote you from cargo to crew?" I cock my
head and wait, "No, I thought not, Darrent what is your considered
opinion?"

"What I see is what you see, some form of wall. However on analysis it
has no substance."

"Fascinating, explain."

Darrent sucked in his cheeks for a moment and wiped a meaty hand
across his forehead.

"Well what with the readings and all, I think that the edge is a
wrapper; a thin layer of dark matter. It looks like some form of
cloaking device."

"Ah, at last some sense. Good analysis. What we have could be a void,
but it is most likely not. Someone is hiding. I wonder why?" I muse.

"It is God's prerogative to hide paradise. Only the enlightened may
enter. We must leave well alone."

"On this ship I am God, in that I make the decisions. Now if you are
so sure this is paradise, why don't we just send you out there without
a suit and see if once you are dead, you go to paradise. I promise to
monitor your remains most dutifully."

Mesolon walked off. "I have no time for frippery I must speak with the
brethren."

Lurak roared his approval, "No faith then! I told you this was Physics
and explainable. Run off and sulk you throw-back."

I eye Lurak carefully, "So you are confident? Good we will get you in
a suit and you can be the first to breach the wrapper. I mean as a
Physicist you can be the first to disprove the true God. Just think of
the press."

Lurak shifted a little uncomfortably. "I think the best policy would
be observation for the time being. Distant observation. If you will
excuse me, I must inform my fellow scientist's of this exciting
development."

I smile and watch the passenger's whisk away to their 'duties'. "Two
men Darrent, but not one worthwhile gonad between them. How did we get
lumbered with these morons?"

"I guess we are just lucky sir."

This time my laughter is not forced.

                         -------------------

Chapter Two: Uncertain Hosts.

"Jocasta they have arrived."

"Mmm what?"

"You asked me to tell you when they got here."

"Who?"

"The human's! Look if you stop shafting her for one moment. The
humans have made it to the edge."

"Oh, bugger."

"See I knew you would want to know."

"At this precise moment Lophy I would have preferred keeping my
erection. But what's done is done. As I'm not going to come I may as
well see what the fuss is about." Joscasta stood and let his lithesome
partner slip on to the pile of others at the end of the bed. Before he
left the room he turned to his favourite. "Emny keep her ticking over
will you; no orgasms mind you, I don't want her sated by the time I
return."

Emny smiled briefly before dipping her face and nuzzling between the
unnamed ones thighs. Joscasta felt a stirring.

"Oh no, you don't! This is too important for you to get distracted
again."

"You are a dreadful bore Loph; work, work, work - what about some
fun?"

"You have been pleasuring them for seven years non-stop."

"Years, smears - who is counting."

"Me, you asked me to."

"Oh yes, mind you that was a long time ago. You can't expect me to
remember everything."

"Too the Counsel Room then? The emergency committee is sitting." Lophy
queried.

"Oh bugger. Lead on McLophy."

"So that is the agreement of us all then?"

"Unanimous!"

"Good, so we just hope they go away."

"Seems sensible but they are an inquisitive lot, all in all it would
have been better if you hadn't... 

"Look I know, it was a long time ago and you all left me out. I got
bored, look let's not go there."

"More importantly Jocasta let's hope they don't come here. I would
like to see you explain..."

"Look I won't have to. They still have religion. They are bound to
back off."

The head of the committee sighed deeply. "Are you sure?"

"No, Brombat I am not, here's to hoping though.

                         -------------------

Star Log 017.3:

We have been stationary at the edge of the void for over two days. Two
painful days in which I have had sixteen depositions. Three
conferences, Scientist, Godist's and Crew. And a migraine.

The good news is I have decided. The others cannot agree so I must
make the final decision. For one I did not come all this way to get
here, turn around and listen to imbeciles argue about something they
have no proof for. No, if I want that; I will watch Galactic News 24
as always. We are going to find out!

                         -------------------


Chapter Three: Revelations.

"Prepare to breach the void!"

"All systems on line and active Captain!"

"Too boldly go... Main thruster's fire!" My voice rings out in
certainty.

Gingerly we edge forward until eventually the tip of the ship nudges
against the wrapper. There is a loud pop, I find myself sitting on a
large
open lawn before some sort of Pavilion. My ears are still ringing
from the recent 'popping' event. But distinctly from afar I hear.

"Oh, bugger!"

This utterance did not perturb me though. It was the sight of Mesolon
doing a happy dance starker's beside me that was really off putting.

"Paradise, paradise." He sung.

"Mesolon, why are you naked?" I asked.

"We are all naked; you don't need clothes in paradise!"

I glanced over to Lurak, he stood shivering, knees bent inward trying
desperately to hide his shrivelled dick. He was most decidedly not in
the mood for a happy dance. He just keep repeating "I don't believe
it!"

Just at that moment a tall refined looking man with a long flowing
white beard appeared. Mesolon rushed to him.

"Lord, lord we are here - true and only God how may we follow you?"

The man, who was already pale blanched, "Don't call me that! Someone
might hear."

"But you are the creator?" asked Mesolon.

"Yes, in a way."

"And you did work for six days creating the Universe?"

"Suppose I did, your point is?"

"And on the seventh day you rested."

"Ah, no. I got bored."

Mesolon's face fell. "Bored."

"Yes it was a boring experiment."

Lurak upon hearing this leapt to his feet and started to happy dance.
Now he rushed up to the somewhat bemused creator.

"Experiment, so you are a scientist? The creator of the Universe is a
scientist!" Asked Lurak excitedly.

"No. Look this is all very embarrassing and neither of you are going
to
be happy. I am Joscasta, and I am..."

Both the leaders asked the question in unison "You are...?"

"An alcoholic. There I said it. I'm an alcoholic Wizard." Jocasta
sighed deeply.

"An alcoholic?" Muttered Lurak.

"A Wizard?" Wheezed Mesolon.

"Yes to both; I went on a week long bender and at the end of the week
I was hung over and bored. So... I cast this spell I had been working
on."

"Yes, tell me about the spell." I asked.

"Fair question, I wanted something to play with when the others went
out and left me. I hated that as a teenager. So I created reality. Big
mistake - I was grounded for weeks. Add to that the pain in the ass it
has been ever since."

"So Jocasta you are telling me that my Universe and everything in it
was made by a hormonal teenager in a strop?"

"Well yes, I thought you might spot that..."

"Some of us had cause to wonder," I glance at Lurak and Mesolon,
"particularly recently."

"So that's it big secret's out - it was magic all along. We had to
hide that bit from you though. Magic can only be used for wise
things."

Lurak looked at Mesolon and reached out placing a hand around his
shoulder. "Old friend, we may as well go. There is nothing for us
here."

Mesolon nodded and the pair walked towards the wrapper.

"Oh! I forgot that. You can't leave. You can check out any time you
like, but you can never leave."

"Why?" I asked.

"Well you know. We can't have you blabbering to the Universe. Besides
the wrapper is one way."

"But what will we do here?" I ask.

"Well the same as the rest of us I expect, use magic wisely."

"OK. So what is wise?"

"Well not so much actually, as we have found out over the millennia.
Just a couple of things."

"Which would be?" I prompted.

"Well making designer drugs and, well girls with big breasts who are
nymphomaniacs."

I put an arm around Jocasta's shoulder. "My friend you never really
did get over that teenage thing did you?"

"Well to be honest no. But will you be happy here?"

"Jocasta, it sounds just like paradise to me!" Grinned Thewitt.

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Foot Notes (C)Yotna El'toub 2007
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