John Price: No Love Lost: A Sci-Fi, Haremlit, Mens Adventure, Time -Travel, and Alien Invasion Saga. (John Price: You Must Save The Human Race. Book 3) by Merick N. H. Ulrik

Author:Merick N. H. Ulrik [Ulrik, Merick N. H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-08-23T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Bill Clinton, The President of The United States of America--The Oval Office.

"You may go in now," said the whitehouse secretary.

Lord Aklon walked into the room, with Kraton behind him. They were both dressed in business suits and hair implants covering their head nodules. Kraton shut the door.

"Such a powerful empire and yet no throne?" asked Lord Aklon, as he studied the oval office. He looked through the windows. "This room is so open. Why is it?"

"I do not rule over my fellow citizens," said President Clinton. "I am elected. It is a privilege to serve. The natural lighting of the open windows is to show that we are a free people. Perhaps The United States and the citizens of Aboakenx could work together in harmony?"

"Silence human," said Lord Aklon, grimly. "On your knees."

The President Bill Clinton and the Vice President both trembled in pain and kneeled before the Malacients in the Oval Office of the Whitehouse. The secret service agents present kneeled as well. They were all fully under the control of the Malacients.

"It is time that you swear your allegiance to me and the Malacient Empire," said Aklon. "In return I will give you your full wretched lives to live out. If you obey fully, you will live your years out free of unnecessary pain." Aklon took off his shoes and Kraton took off Lord Aklon's black socks off of his feet. Aklon's feet were huge and gray with warts.

"Now, kiss my feet and pledge fealty to the Malacient Empire."

Clinton wretched in pain as he hesitated. Contorting on the floor, until he eventually crawled to Aklon's feet and kissed Lord Aklon's big toe with his mouth and fell back.

"Your orders, Lord Aklon?" winced President Clinton in a slow Arkansas accent. The Vice President kissed the foot of Aklon, too.

Both men coward in a state of constant pain and they gritted their teeth.

"Good," said Lord Aklon. "You will call a global peace initiative summit. You will motivate all the local and regional rulers of the planet earth to be there."

"Yes, Lord Aklon," said Clinton through gritted teeth.

"Good work Kraton," said Aklon.

"A chain is only as strong as its weakest link, sire," said Kraton.

"Yes," said Aklon, in a deep, sinister voice. "We will send our annual transmission report to Wrexen in the next solar rotation when Aboakenx and Earth are closest. We will inform them that the humans are weak and the Earth poses no threat to our invasion."

Lord Aklon finished speaking. Agent Mark Rickerson drew his 38 Special Smith and Wesson revolver. Startled, Lord Aklon lurched back and the other Secret Service Agents all huddled around Lord Aklon.

"Move you pawns," said Rickerson with sweat rolling off his forehead and shaking in incredible pain. "Please move. We must stop them now!"

"Disarm him," commanded Aklon, as two of the three agents in front of him moved towards Rickerson. One agent stayed in front of Aklon. "Kraton, how is this possible?"

"Shoot them both, Rickerson, for goodness' sake," yelled Vice President Gore.

Aklon looked back at Gore and Gore fell to the rug of the oval office in terrible pain.

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