Part 3: Cleopatra 2525; Echo of a Hero By Tyval Chapter 3: Cleopatra, Hel, and Sarge giggled and squeeled like schoolgirls as they soaped each other up in the showers. All 3 women felf free now that they had finally admitted their love for each other. All 3 of them wanted to continue their love-making in the shower, but Voice told them that time was of the essence. The women were then given a briefing by Voice and Mauser on how to gt to Cyro Chamber G.O.L.D. 7 as quickly and safely as possible. Several of the pockets of civilization had been in contact with each other over the last couple of hours. Hel, Sarge, and Cleo were very serious now. The fate of all humanity could very well rest on the 3 of them succeeding in reviving Questar. Resources had been pooled and logicstics had been worked out to give the girls all that they needed, places to rest or hide, armed support, vehicles and transportation. The girls knew that the betrayers would be out in force to try and stop them. The new blasters they wore and carried were twice as powerful as their old ones. They would have to be. Boarding a flying sled the trio took off for the first leg of their mission. The first 2 hours were uneventful as they hooked up with another group who flew air cover for them through the narrow twisting corridors. During the third hour of the journey a small group of ugly mutant pirates made the fatal mistake of jumping them and their temporary escorts. The 14 pirates were all killed within seconds managing to down only one escort flyer. " That was a bunch of stupid mutants," Cleo said as even she had killed 2 of them," We not only had better weapons, but for once we had a big numbers advantage." " No one ever said that pirates had to be intellegent," Hel said as she checked her power cells. " Living down here for centuries with who knows what kinds of gasses and radiation its no wonder that there are so many groups of crazies and mutants," Sarge sighed," We have to take the surface back. We just have to." Sarge's tough exterior was exposed as a facade. Hel and Sarge had fought for so long already with only the dream of an Earth once again ruled by humans. When Cleo had been found they had then been bound by friendship and by their secret love for each other. Now, at last, there was a real hope. A man, a hero, capable of not only fighting the robotic rulers, but also of leading and uniting the scattered pockets of humanity. Over the next 2 days they changed modes of transportation several times as well as escorts. During some periods the women were on their own and on foot. During other times they were guarded by small armies riding fast airsleds or the remnants of bullet-trains. There were several small skirmishes with various bands of mutant pirates and bandits, but nothing that they couldn't handle. What really troubled the women though, was that despite the warnings that Voice continued to give them, there had been no sign of Betrayer activity. Shortly after noon on the third day, alone and on foot again, escorts having turned back hours ago, the 3 women at last reached an enormous wall of adamantium with the faded words 'Cryo Chamber G.O.L.D. 7'. " Well, now we know where at least some of the Betrayers were," Hel said as she picked up the blasted, slagged head of one of the many robatic bodies that littered the large football field sized hall. " At least a hundred," Sarge added," But what did this?" The trio walked slowly towards the door. Twenty feet high and fifty feet across, made of the most indestructable alloy ever created. Sarge withdrew the 'key' that Mauser had give them. But before they got to the side slot that seemed to be for that key, powerful blasters and lasers sprang from all sides of corridor. " Oh shit," Cleopatra whimpered. " Well, now we know what happened to those robots," Hel said, trying to sound brave, but hoping she wouldn't piss herself. The lasers pinpointed and tracked the women as they huddled together. Any sudden movement or attempt at hostility would be instant death and they knew it. " Scanning," a feminine electronic voice said," Identifying, three unknown human females. Armed, heavily. Zzzzz. State your name and purpose." " Uh, my name is Helen, this is Sarge, and Cleopatra. We-we're here to revive Questar," Helen managed to say. " Please! We need his help," Cleo shouted, summoning all her courage," Please, the whole world need his help." " Scanning, ccccllllliiiikkkkk, wwwhhhooooorrrrr, veracity of statements verified, all scans show you are telling the truth," the machine replied," Please remove all weapons and articles of clothing for next phase." Reluctantly, but quickly Hel, Sarge, and Cleo stripped fully nude. A scanning eye the floated down verifying that they were not carrying any concealed weapons in body cavities. A bam shot from the eyes lens and all of their clothing and weapons vanished. " Your personal effects have been teleported, you may pick them up when you leave or should Questar give you permission," the voice said. " But you took our key," Sarge said," How can we get in to see Questar without it?" " Key?," the voice replied," That was no key. That was a bomb that woud have exploded had you tried to use it. You may proceed." The lasers retracted and a hidden small door to the right opened up. Hel, Sarge and Cleo looked at each other. This was not the first time that it seemed like Voice or Mauser was betraying them. The 3 nude women carefully stepped over the scattered robot pieces and entered. A long corridor led them into a solid white room with an elevator as the only exit. Cleo had to almost suppress a giggle as the only fixture in the room was a faded Britney Spears poster. ' Ha, wonder what she looks like now,' Cleo thought as a vision of an old crone singing ' Hit me Baby one more time' made her chuckle. Sarge pressed the only button and the doors opened almost instantly despite 5 centuries of disuse. " One things for sure," Sarge said admiringly," Those G.O.L.D. guys built stuff to last." To their surprise there was only 2 floor buttons inside the elevator. Hel pushed the one they weren't on. The elevator went down only 20 feet before stopping. The doors opened and the women saw an amazingly large maze of rooms before them. " Well, he's got to be here somewhere," Hel smiled as she stepped into the carpet lined hall. .......................................................... It had taken Raina a long time to catch up with Hel, Sarge, and Cleo. Raina made it to the huge hall almost an hour after the trio had entered the chamber. As she carefully picked her way through the scattered robot parts she suddenly found herself staring at numerous blasters pointing right at her. " Halt and identify," the electronic voice ordered. " Oh shit," Raina cried as even she sank to her knees, hands behind her head in a rare, (for her), gesture of submission," Please, don't shoot!" Raina was brave, but this was a hopeless situation. Raina was sure she was dead. " Scanning, moderately well-armed human female, correction, female mutant with limited psionic abilties. State your name and your purpose," the voice said. " Uh, I'm called Raina, I-I was following uh, my friends, but I got seperated," Raina lied. " Scanner suggest that you are lying except about your name. Disrobe and disarm now!," the voice demanded in a firm tone. Raina hastened to comply as the lasers tracked her every move. Raina stood naked before the guns more frightened than she had ever felt before. Fear was not something she was used to, but she most certainly felt it now. " Now Raina, state your true purpose. Have you come here to harm Questar?," the voice asked " Harm Questar? I've ever heard of anyone called Questar," Raina honestly answered," What is a Questar?" " Scanners suggest you are being truthful. State your full purpose. Do not attempt to lie or to hide anything," the voice said as several lasers came closer. One laser fired a warning shot well over Raina's head as further incintive. " Okay, okay," Raina cried," These robots, Betrayers they're called, they freed me and told me I could have my revenge on these women. I think they wanted me to kill them, thinking maybe that I wanted to kill them. But I don't want to kill them! I want to tie them up and whip them and fuck them until they become my sex slaves. Please, let me go." " So, you love them depite wanting to have rough sex with them?," the voice said. " Yes! I admit I'm a bit evil, but I wouldn't really hurt them. I know from their thoughts that they like it as much as I do," Raina said," And I like getting it as much as I like giving it too." " Scanner report you are telling the truth. The ones you seek are inside. You may enter, but should you attempt to harm anyone in the complex you will be killed," the voice said as a laser disintegrated Raina's weapons and clothes rather than telepoting them. Raina was amazed at the level of technology that this scanner had. Five centuries old and it was as advanced or even moreso than Voice itself. She of course couldn't know about how intellegent G.O.L.D. scientest Shiro Sanlemoto had really been, especially since he had had the technology of a dozen other advanced planets at his disposal. Including Mechas 4, a planet where humans and intelligent sentient robots had lived in peace for centuries. Raina, carefully made her way through the same side door. Despite her unusal sense of fear there was also a sense of both freedom and sexual excitement as she had finally given voice to her true feelings for Hel, Sarge, and Cleo. " No, I could never really harm them," Raina whispered," But I want to lesbian rape them into submission. Then again, I know their secret desires. They would love every second of it."