Timeless Marine: Betrayal & Payback

By Aaron Pery

The host body that she chooses is that of a young woman who had been sold by her parents to an older man seeking a fertile girl to serve him as a breeding mare. Confined within the girl's body as though it was his own, Alex suffers rape and constant beating by the brutal man to whom he was sold for the price of a cow.
Alex's punishment continues for the next fifty years as Rahab keeps transferring his mind from one horribly abused woman to another. He swears to pay Rahab back for his long years of misery, and hones his unusual powers throughout it until he is finally able to escape his horrific torture and exact his revenge upon both Hector and Rahab.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Aaron Pery
• Release date: Feb 7, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301971091

Aaron Pery

As most authors might claim, I was always been a natural storyteller and voracious book reader. Somehow, I also knew that some day I would sit down and write a book, which I did quite recently.When I finally sat in front of my computer monitor to do just that, the words literally came pouring out. Before very long, I had written many books in various genres.At first, my prolific writing was mainly for the pleasure and self-entertainment involved, until I discocered Smashwords and ebooks, and here I am, a published author with a long list of books to my credit. And many more to come.

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Timeless Marine - Betrayal & Payback

Aaron Pery

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Timeless Marine - Betrayal & Payback

Chapter one

When Olivia entered Linda's office at ten o'clock in the morning, accompanied by Bradley and Trudy, she saw a youngish looking man wearing a superb civilian suite, who jumped out of the chair next to Linda's desk and rushed over to greet her

Olivia was quite rattled when he shook her hand. Will, Willem Cruyff? How can that be?

The man let go of her hand and stepped backwards. Yes, Colonel Sorensen, I am he. Actually, I am Willem Cruyff. But how could you know that?

Linda looked at both of them and chuckled. Sorry about pulling this on both of you but I'm afraid I had to verify both of your identities and connection with each other because of the great importance of the subject we're about to discuss.

Fuck you, you bitch, for pulling this shit on me because by now you should've known who and what I really am.

Yes, and I'm sorry about the deception I'd pulled on both of you, but I had to verify the validity of all that you'd told us yesterday by not telling either of you about whom you were going to meet.

I'm thoroughly confused about what's going on here, General, and would appreciate an explanation.

Coming right up, Admiral Cruyff, and I'm sure you'll understand the reason and need for it once I explain it all to you. First, though, please introduce yourself to our other guests and then let's all sit on the couches on facing each other.

Yes, of course.

Once everyone was seated, with Olivia still bearing a sour look on her face and Wallen looking quite confused, Linda picked up a carafe of coffee. How about coffee, everyone? She asked as she held it over Olivia's mug.

By all means, Linda, please. And everyone else nodded.

Sure, and you can also have a smoke if you wish.

Once her cigarette was lit, Olivia took a sip from her coffee and finally smiled. Clever, the way you'd set the scene up, General.

What scene? Linda asked with fake interest.

Of some insidious plan you must have in your head.

That's not quite the way it's going to be but I guess I better get into it before you bite my head off, Colonel.

Okay, let's get into it.

Then let me start by talking about the Admiral, whose name isn't Willem Cruyff at all but Jeff Brown. The truth, though, is that he indeed was called Willem Cruyff at one time.

Olivia turned to the Admiral. Then you are the son of Rahab and Willem, my old friend?

If that is so, then your original name must have been Alexander Morgan.

It was, and you look like an identical copy of Will, which was why I got so pissed off at Linda for not telling either of us the truth. I'll admit that she was right about that if she had something unusual for both of us to do.

She does, although it wasn't her idea originally. Okay, Livvy, if I may call you that, let's get to the business at hand now that you know about who I am. Because of my background as the son of Rahab I was born an immortal, and because of my father's character and naval career, I belong to a real ancient paramilitary organization that has been self appointed to assist mankind in surviving the worst evils that always befalls it.

Sounds a bit altruistic and useless considering the crap that the human race has been suffering ever since its inception.

Very true but that has always been our charter. Oh, we'd constantly failed miserably, which I'll admit was the fault of our leadership who were kind of naive for generations. But we got a new management, so to speak, lately, who see the world in a different light than their predecessors and intend to act proactively rather that be reactive.

Are all of you children of Rahab?

Yes, but that only gave us physical immortality but no mental intelligence. The result of receiving our mental capacity from virile, good looking men who most of the time passed stupidity on to their sons, which meant that only 1% of Rahab's children had the smarts and capacity to survive the way that you and I were able to for so long.

My bloodline isn't anywhere close to yours, you know.

That's what General Croft had told me and that unlike those of us who are Rahab's children; you are supposed to be the brightest and indestructible being on earth. So please accept my apologies for putting you in the same class as we are.

Olivia burst into laughter. Well, I don't want to sound like an arrogant prick but Linda was pretty close in her description. As to you, Willem used to be as close to me as only a brother could be so I knew his mental capacity quite well and I sense that you had inherited it from him. As I'd imagine that all of the surviving progenies of Rahab must've inherited their fathers' brainpower or else you'd be long dead because Rahab isn't exactly the smartest around and her long survival has to do more with cunning than smarts.

I have no idea about whom and what she really is while I understand from what Linda had told me that you know her personally, so I must accept your claim as true.

That's right because, and I hope you won't be offended by it because she is your mother, Rahab is a real dumb whore who unfortunately possesses great powers because she's a demon.

Jeff smiled. No offence taken, Livvy. Besides, Linda, who's the only one of us who had ever had any personal contact with our dear mother, claims the same about her.

Good. Before we proceed to the reason why you wanted to meet with me, I'd like to know how come you're aware of your paternal ancestry.

That's because once I was born and was found by Rahab to be mostly human she brought me to her father, who was known at the time as Hector, and asked him to have me adopted by someone but not tell my father about my existence. So, since my grandparents had died in one of the plagues common to that period, Hector gave me to my childless grand uncle who didn't realize that I was related until I reached age ten and started looking like all other male Cruyffs.

Ah, my good old friend Hendrix.

Who had figured out easily that Willem must've been my father and when he came back from the war presented me to him, and that was the beginning of my life as his son.

I'm glad to hear that. Anyway, back to the group you were talking about, what is their goal?

To right everything that's wrong in our country, and hopefully the world.

Quite a lofty goal, I'd say, and if your leadership thinks that way then they got a big job ahead of them.

They know that, but they're also smart enough to realize that one must take one project at the time and devote all best resources available to eliminating it, starting with the worst of them all. What would you say is today's nastiest blight that the world is suffering from?

"Aside from stupid politicians and terrorism? I'd say