The Orion Legacy

The Orion Legacy

Lance Bauer had one thing that made his life worth living. He hated his job. He hated the apartment

he lived in. He hated his next door neighbor. She was smoking hot with big tits and a huge ass. He

especially hated her kid. An entitled high school brat that was probably going to be as gorgeous and hot

as her mom and probably as big a bitch.

Lance had a motorcycle. A Yamaha R6 that went fast and handled like a dream. This made all the

bullshit in his life tolerable. Knowing that come the weekend he could take to the road and leave

everything behind, if only for a couple of hours.

It was on one of his weekend rides that his life was permanently changed. He dragged a knee around a

turn, there was a bright flash of light not too far ahead of him, then a vehicle appeared. A vehicle of a

design he had never seen before. It was black, angular and about the size of an SUV. Lance had no

time to brake or maneuver around it. He plowed right into it. Surprisingly he didn’t blackout. Not

right away. He heard some hydraulics, probably a door on the vehicle opening. Then he heard some

excited chatter in a language he had never heard before. It was strange because though Lance spoke

English and Spanish fluently and had a grasp of Korean, the chatter sounded completely unfamiliar.

When he had served in the Army for six years he had learned what many languages sounded like.

Though Chinese, Japanese, Thai were completely different from each other, they sounded somewhat

Alike. African languages sound alike. Baltic languages sound alike. The chatter he was hearing,

obviously two males and one female, sounded like nothing he had ever heard.

Lance saw the woman first as she appeared in the corner of his vision. Without a doubt she was the

most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. Jet black hair. An olive toned complexion,

Mediterranean or Mexican if Lance was to guess. What he thought strange were her eyes. They

were a yellowish gold color. Her pupils were star shaped. It was then that the pain hit. The world

became a haze of red and then black.

Lance awoke in what he could best describe as a hospital room. A woman, probably a nurse, stood

over him, staring intently at the equipment he was hooked up to. The equipment looked somewhat

familiar but different, more modern. What he supposed were numbers, were completely unfamiliar.

The woman was just as stunning as the one he had seen just after the crash. Her hair was a strange

greenish shade of blonde. Her skin was the olive shade as the other. She glanced at him and she

had the same yellow gold eyes as the first woman. She had the same star shaped pupils. She smiled

and spoke to him. He understood not one word. But somehow, he understood what she wanted to

ask. “I’m feeling surprisingly well, considering what happened.”

She spoke again. Again, Lance didn’t understand her words but understood exactly what she said.

“You were very lucky. Your injuries were quite horrific.”

“How bad?”

“Your spine was severed. Nine broken ribs. Broken clavicle. Broken left arm. Punctured lung.

Lacerated liver. Skull fracture and a very bad brain injury. At least half of your brain was affected.”

The woman disconnected him from the machine. Lance felt fine. She had mentioned a severed spine

and brain injury but he felt fine. He looked down and wiggled his toes and everything worked fine. He

felt pretty coherent for having had a brain injury. He wondered how long he had been there.

The woman motioned for him to sit up. She walked to a small cabinet and pulled out a pair of jeans,

underwear and a t-shirt. She brought them to his bed.

She said, “We couldn’t use your old clothes. They had to cut them off of you. We bought clothes like

you were wearing before.”

“How long have I been here?”

“Three days.”

“Was I at another facility before?”

“No. You were brought straight here from the accident.”

“And I healed in three days.”

“And it took it took a day longer because of your brain injuries. Now get dressed and follow me.”

Lance was led down a couple of long corridors. She stopped to chat with a couple of people. He found

it strange that he could not grasp what they were saying when they talked to each other. The men she

talked to were up to the same standard of beauty and perfection as the women he had seen.

The woman knocked on a door and opened it for him. She did not enter with him. The woman he had

seen at the accident was there. Sitting at a table. She motioned for him to sit across from him.

“How are you feeling?” She spoke to him in English. She had an accent. A Texas drawl no different

from almost every woman he saw everyday living in Texas as he did. She sensed his thoughts. “We

have been in this area for a long time. This is where we learned your language so we sound like you.”

“Oh. I see. As far as how I feel, I feel great.”

“I’m sure you have questions.”

“Yes. I do. What the fuck happened? The nurse said I had gotten pretty fucked up. I’ve crashed

before. I was hit by a car on the motorcycle I had before. I didn’t just shake it off, but I was not hurt as

bad as the nurse said I was this time. It took me a year to recover.”

“We know about your previous accident. We saw the scars. We overstepped our bounds with you. Our

superiors are going to impose some disciplines on us.”

“Why?”

“We should not have gotten involved. It goes completely against our protocols. Getting some aid

should have been the limit of our involvement. The extent of the procedures performed on you was

more of an…experimental nature. “

“Apparently it worked.”

“Full disclosure. We are not from here and we are not human. We are so genetically close to human

that only a full sequencing of our DNA would tell the difference. Physiologically only our eyes and

our brains are different. The difference in our brains is what has our superiors so agitated about what

we did to save you.”

Lance was a bit worried now. “What did you do?”

“Two areas of your brain were completely destroyed. We had to replace them. We have technology

that can reproduce body parts. We made replacement parts for your brain. The only thing is. We

can only reproduce our brains, not yours. It is completely compatible with yours but there are some

differences. As you probably noticed, we can communicate telepathically if we choose to.