“I supposed you heard about the capture.” He gestured to Rolan, and we nodded. “I was knocked out most of the time, but from the little bit I he...rd while I was awake, the Architect’s plan was to turn Solona into a Broodmother, hoping that she wouldn’t be stark-raving mad like the Mother.” He looked over at the petite blonde worriedly. “I don’t know what all he’s done to her. I’m hoping she can tell us when she wakes. She doesn’t feel any different, taint-wise I mean.” He grimaced, fingering the. In the morning I would wipe the drool from his face and the stink from his flesh. Often he would grab my breasts and grin at me. Sometimes he barked like a raccoon. I suffered the man, for he was a lost soul. My son had a powerful soul in need of spiritual guidance. Mine was too small to lead, but I could protest.I trembled and looked at the rungs nailed to the center house post. They would not break, but ascending them, I would fall this night. "You shouldn't be up there, Son." Mother, I'm in. With him were five PGS troopers. They were all in work dress with a sleeve rolled up and a sleeve pistol strapped to the exposed forearms. They were gazing at a collection of twisted metal pieces at their feet. Major Logan made the introductions and explained the bits,"We just put Sergeant Whittle through the tactical walk using ten of the numerous targets available. They randomly expose so that no shooter will know where one will pop up. The shooter walks the range which is a mixture of town. Mind over matter can be real. With the use of the Temple of the Air, flying saucer, Hyperborean High Priest plans to conquer Earth. Some sex, lots of enslavement. Hero doesn’t personally enslave anybody underage for a change but discovers childhood sexual abuse to main characters that he has to set right.ForewordLook before we go any further I need the reader of this account of, “Our Final Battle”, (catchy title right) to understand a few things. The Wonder Twins say I need to write this.