fic·tion (f¹k“sh…n) n. Abbr. fict. 1.a. An imaginative creation or a pretense that does not represent actuality but has been invented. b. The act of inventing such a creation or pretense. 2. A lie. 3.a. A literary work whose content is produced by the imagination and is not necessarily based on fact. b. The category of literature comprising works of this kind, including novels and short stories. 4. Law. Something untrue that is intentionally represented as true by the narrator. --fic“tion·al adj. --fic”tion·al“i·ty (-sh…-n²l“¹-t¶) n. --fic“tion·al·ly adv.

Gee I almost forgot to say, I don’t know anyone in the story below, and they never would say or do anything I put in their mouths to say.

Ok I need to say something more here. First of all I may use some famous names. IT is not really them. I just use them to let you imagine what my people might look like.

See above for what FICTION means.

.......................................................................By: JCW

.........................................................Story: Harry home

Sex! I am oppressed with sex. I want it. I need It. I even like to write about it. Oh yes I also like to read it. Nifty stories are so fine. Some of the authors are real good. ACfan is good with his Clan Short Universe. Jimmie Haze stories are waited for with baited breath. If he takes the bait I might take him home with me. Gee he is so good, but a wee bit slow. He is mad at me as I miss spoke in my notes to him. I was trying to say he had thousands of well written words, and instead pointed out a miss spoken word like he instead of she. Can all of you send him a nice note telling him He is a fine writer.

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......Harry was been woken from a sound sleep by the sound of his com sounding off with a high pitched wail that he has seldom heard. He answered with his formal name: “Prince Harry, how may I help you?” His grandmother the queen sounding very upset spoke of three young cadets of the family being kidnapped. “They were on there way to a formal function in one of our fancy carriages, yes they had security with them. The carriage, horses and the men all vanished with them aboard.” Harry promised to be home as soon as he reported his need to go, and appointed a replacement for himself.

......He called on his lover to tell him he had to leave, and told him what was going on. Dressing as he talked. “Can you stand in for me while I’m gone?” He ran to the CIC as soon as he was told to “go, I well handle it lover.” to be transported back to England. Tommy called for one of their spaceships to beam Harry to the castle. With only a short instant on the transport pad he was sent on his way home. Harry only had time for a single breath as he saw he was not home before he was shot with a phaser.

.....When he woke up he woke to find himself slumping in a fancy throne, with a batch of whiskey bottles scattered around his naked body. Of course he was unarmed. As he started to standup he was stopped by a command to stay seated. He was going to stand up anyway when the voice told him, “you obey or your young relatives die.” He saw the three young boys still in their red, black and yellow formal suits being held at gun point. Harry set back as he thought about what he can do. He really can’t do much of anything, but he knows the clan, and his family would be hunting for them at flank speed. The man who was talking stepped into sight revealing himself as the supreme leader of the FCC church. The fool giggled as he spoke of his plans. “You stupid fag you fall for my plans like the fool you are. I’m going to show the universe how you have sex with your young family members before I kill you.” He went on bragging to the young red headed prince about how smart he was to get him in his hands. The man didn't know that even as he was talking the prince was speaking under his breath over his commuter to the command area, Tommy was tracing the call, and had the whole area on alert. One of the Mickey-mouse crew were already on his way to scout out the sub-basement film studio under the main church.

.....The man ordered the three young boys to kiss, and play with the prince's prick. “Get your pants off, and your underpants too. Fag you suck them all off like all of you sinners like to do.” The camera men were getting shots of the whole act as the boys slowly dropped their pants.

.....Meanwhile back at the compound the boys were getting ready for a rescue at flank speed. JJ. refused the co-leaders request to go along. He was not nice as he told them, “not no, but hell no nether one of you is going with us. This is going to be a pile of shit, and you don’t need to get it all over your feet.” Of course Stan, and Cory had their mouths open to tell him no way are we staying home, or to be careful. JJ. held up his hand in that way kids always seem to do (Talk to the hand) He yelled out: “report to me I need to know where we are going. NOW!” Peter had led his small group to the basement of the church as he spied out the way to the sub-basement studio, where everyone was located before reporting back.

.....JJ. ordered his team to their places as he set up the invasion. They all appeared scattered around the room with clubs, and phasers at the ready. As they stepped up to all the @#$%^ men if you can call them men. Okay lets call them monsters. Harry had the three half naked young boys in his arms holding them safely as the rest of the crew laid out the monsters in any way they can think of. Out cold is how JJ. wanted them, and out cold was how they were rendered. There were many of the high FCC leaders either in the room, or in a glass enclosed room overlooking the room where they can watch the rape, and the molesting of the boys. Of course they had one way glass to hide behind. Not one of them wanted to be seen enjoying the sight of kids being molested.

.....JJ. was in a rage as he looked around at the setup. He asked the young prince what he wanted done? Harry looked at the monsters as he thought hard. He finally held out his hand with the thumb down like the Roman leaders used to do so long ago. A nod as he asked if the young boys could go back stage as he called it. JJ. pointed at some of the boys as he asked them to help the boys get dressed, and led them to the cells behind the film area. Not to lock the boys up, but to get them out of the room. They found the guards and driver of the carriage that had been taken captive with the three boys locked up in one of the cells.

.......JJ. had been thinking about how to handle some of the leaders of the FCC if he was ever in the same room they were in. He had a knife/cross manufactured as a way to mark them as being less then holy. The knife had a set of retractable hooks on the sharp end. If it was stabbed into someone they were set in place so it can’t be removed.

.....All of the unconscious people, if you can call them people: were laid out in a row on the floor. The mind leaches read their minds. Really they just checked to see if any of them had a mind. They double checked with two each doing the deed, and a third one checking on them. A few, very few were found to be less guilty then all the others. They were transported to a cell on Terra Main space dock. .A prison planet was all they could look forward to. They can try to covert some of the other prisoners. Maybe just visit with some of the many members of the FCC the rest of the clan had already sent there before them.

.....The head of the FCC. The head of all the killing. The person that had planned, and ordered the attack on the family. Also was the one that led the hate of the clan. His mind was filled with hate for everyone in the world. He even hated the fools that had been led into his church by their nose. He did love one person. Himself. All of this was read in his foul mind. He was condemned to die by all of the people in the room. A group of angels led by Saint Mikey appeared, and let them know that the God of forgiveness had spoke. “.

.............“”This man will never approach the golden gates of our kingdom. If he ever does he will not even get Saint Peter to look at him.”..

....All the rest of them were condemned to death. JJ. had a pile of the knifes beamed into the room. Some of the strongest of the Unit personnel were asked to place them in-between the eyes, and drive them into the brain if any of the scum had a brain. Everyone of the leaders of the foul church was branded as being a monster. The cross was forever imbedded in their forehead.

.....The transporter was destroyed in place. The people found in the cells were sent back to the clan to be cared for. They were sure to need Doctors of all kinds. Rape does more to the mind then it does to the body thou that is bad enough. There were many young kids of both sexes along with the men locked up for many less then legal reasons. The people in the church above the fowl place were rounded up, and had their minds striped to the bone. Any of them that had evil in their minds were shipped out to a prison planet condemned to spend their lives preaching to others like them if they would set thou it. Joel was called on to see if he can place enough explosives under the church to send it into orbit. “Jeez©1 boss I can make a pile of toothpicks, but not launch it. You can’t want that kind of space junk floating around up there.” “Okay toothpicks it well be then.”..

.......................A note was left on the pile of toothpicks:

.........To whom it may concern your leaders can be found in the subbasement.

.....................................May they rot in hell

...The rest of the day was spent wondering around the states passing out the wee knife/crosses to as many of the FCC people as they can find. There were many deaths all with the cross sticking out of their forehead. The mind leaches had learned a lot from the leaders they had read. They would have teams out looking for other members of the church as well as people in the government that supported them.

.....Harry had sent his people; the three boys home along with their escorts. They also asked the spaceship crew to help them out by retuning the horses and the carriage as well.

.....He led the crew on their hunt for the people that had planned the kidnapping of his family members. JJ. was trailing behind him in a rage. Not enough of a rage to keep him from being in full control of his mind. Well we can hope so anyway. He know he would be on his fathers couch being cared for by his father/doctor, but said under his breath: “I don’t give a flying-F---- we need to clean out some of the trash before it stinks up the whole world, hell the whole universe.” It was one wild trip from coast to coast. I won’t even try to give a count of how many died. They all were condemned by their own minds, and actions. Not one person was killed without being read by the leaches.

.....Harry went home to report to the queen late in the evening. Well it was early in the day their time. He knelt at her knees to tell her how he had spent the day. She blessed him as she asked him if he was going to get help for his mind? “Yes grandmother. I well not leave this mess in my mind. I must be ready to do it again at any time. They are hurt by our cleaning out the trash at the top of their fowl church, but there may be some of them left to take over.”

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......Yes I know how to spell hurry I was just having a bit of fun with the title.

I always like it if the author Says the end or TBC This time it be -------------

.....................................The END.

PS 1 Oh yes by the way Jeez© is by Neal from one fine group of stories at the ADDRESS below. It is called Haven. The author goes by the name str8maybe

.....“A lawyer let me know my last living relative isn't.” is how he starts the story. The jokes continue thru out the story’s.

http://www.storylover.us/Haven_Universe_Index.php

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......................................................................By: JCW

.........................................................Story: Harry home