2 2: Keila halts the Terran drug smugglers in the year 2869.

"New Orders have been received."

After receiving this message, the Martian rebel Keila Eisenstein tapped a control on her portable hologram communication device. The portable communicator's AI showcased a hologram of Keila's mother Susanna and utilised her sweet motherly voice as text-to-voice narration.

Keila took cover behind a tall rock, and faced away from the wind. The freezing desert wind was blowing on her beautiful face, and even while equipped with the re-breathers, it was hard breathing in enough oxygen to stay there for long. In the desert, no-one was able to pump the atmosphere full of oxygen and provide with extra heating, even with the help of space orbital mirrors.

The hologram of Susanna spoke:

- We have a new objective for you, Keila. Lieutenant Johannes Muller will be meeting with some Salomethamine smugglers in the Argyle Basin in three days. The smuggler's camp is located nineteen kilometres from the northern edge of the basin. We need you to intercept the illegal drug trade and kill Johannes. We cannot allow House Muller to spread this new drug on Mars. (Message from Hellas Petrakis)

Keila turned off the hologram. She threw a tirade of curses at her mother. After ranting towards a hologram of her mother, Keila felt a sense of guilt. Her mother hadn't given the order, her mother was only the interface she used for the AI's voice.

Keila closed her eyes and waited for a guiding vision to come into her mind. She saw the face of a wise old deity who spoke to her:

- I can guide you on your path, if you choose to stop the Salomethamine smugglers.

Keila:

- Thank you, Master Brahma.

Keila opened her eyes. The problem was that she had to make a choice then and there. She didn't want to be the lapdog of Hellas Petrakis pursuing towards his ambition to secretly weaken House Muller overlords. But what else could she do? Her actions had caused her to be the most wanted person in the solar system, and the entire Terran Council was looking for her. Besides, Salomethamine was a terrible drug, Keila knew this from her own experience.

A few months earlier, Keila had been the sex slave of the sadistic drug-using sociopath Rear Admiral Bjorn Muller from the Terran Council. Of all the atrocities he had carried out towards her, feeding her Salomethamine was the worst. The drug Salomethamine was designed to make the Martian race to be obedient slaves, desperate to get their fix. Bjorn had injected Keila with the drug, and the withdrawal was the worst thing she had ever experienced. Her withdrawal from Salomethamine was the purest form of physical and mental agony, and there had been only one thing she wanted more than dying for it to end. That one thing was another hit of the drug.

Seeing Keila in her weakened state, Bjorn had become careless and he had himself taken a dose of the drug in front of her while forcing her to give him fellatio. This was when Master Brahma had reached Keila's mind and given her the resolve to fight back. Keila had bit off Bjorn's penis to retaliate against his sadomasochistic controlling behaviour, and through her guiding premonitions, she had found her way to an emergency shuttle that took her back to her planet Mars.

President Hellas Petrakis of the Olympus Republic had found Keila wounded, and he had manipulated her into killing the Terran Council leader, Hans Muller. Keila had gained access to the elderly Hans Muller's palace in Mars while posing as a prostitute, and she had ended his reign of terror with a poisoned needle.

President Petrakis had fooled her. Ending the life of Chairman Hans Muller hadn't succeeded in ending the Terran oppression of the Martian population. Instead, the Terran Council had started another war against the planet's impoverished inhabitants.

Keila's mind returned to the present. No matter how she felt about Hellas Petrakis, she had to stop Johannes Muller and his Salomethamine smuggling operation. When confronted by bad options, she had to stick with the lesser evil. Keila set her built-in GPS to the Salomethamine smugglers camp's location. If she walked fast, she would arrive in two days, on the 12th of January 2869. Keila put down her communication device and started walking. She would need to walk fast to reach the smuggler's camp on time. Besides, walking fast was the only way to keep warm in this freezing wasteland.

***

"Targets acquired."

Keila overlooked the smuggler's camp through the AI-enhanced visor in her battle armour helmet. There were five Martians Salomethamine smugglers in the camp, accompanied by Johannes Muller. There were also a few chained-up Martian women sitting in the corner of the camp.

Keila turned off her visor activation mode. She would not allow the AI in her helmet to guide her movements this time. She knew that her enemies also had AI-enhanced weaponries, so if she followed the AI prompts, the fight would most definitely be determined by whoever had the best AI.

Keila closed her eyes and whispered:

- Please fill me with your spirit and guide me on my true path, Master Brahma.

The ancient Zetan deity didn't reply, but Keila felt a rush of energy surging through her body, which showed that Brahma had granted her request. Filled with determination, Keila snuck towards the camp.

***

Johannes Muller was looking at the sickly and drugged-up Martian female slaves that the smugglers had brought to him as sex toys. They were filthy, reeking, and their Martian looks repelled his desire to fornicate. Did he really need to fuck these wenches to assert his Terran dominion?

Being a semi-prominent member of House Muller, which was the ruling faction in the Terran Council, Johannes had regular meetings with the genetically-engineered stunning women working in the Lustmädchen department. Those artificially engineered women had idealised Germanic looks and an elevated sex drive, which made them the ultimate sexual partners. The Martian prisoners in front of him were not at all seductive, and besides, they were full of radiation-infested skin blisters, drugged up on Salomethamine.

"I must do this in order to assert superiority." Johannes said to himself and switched on the visual recording device to initiate his holographic video shoot. He would film a video where he asserted his dominance over these Martian sex slaves as a military protocol. That was his duty as a House Muller officer, at least according to his second-cousin and commanding officer, Rear Admiral Bjorn Muller.

Having made up his mind, Johannes snorted some sexual enhancement drugs Phlextasy, got himself undressed, and started masturbating while shouting Terran slogans to work himself into a frenzy.

***

"Not so fast, Johannes."

Johannes Muller was about to penetrate one of the chained-up sex slaves, when the sharp and confident voice of Keila Eisenstein caught his attention. She aimed a pistol at him.

Johannes:

- You must be Keila Eisenstein. The entire Terran Council is looking for you.

Keila:

- I know. Yet here I am. It looks like I caught you with your pants down.

Johannes:

- It's not up to me. Rear Admiral Bjorn Muller forced me to do this.

Keila:

- You had a choice. You chose to drug and rape these women. I guess the rigged visual recording device is there so you can send evidence of your despicable actions to Bjorn.

Johannes:

- My father is wealthy. If you let me live, I'll give you whatever you want.

Keila:

- That's a tempting offer. There is only one problem.

Johannes:

- What is that?

Keila:

- What I want is to kill you.

Having said this, Keila shot Johannes between the eyes with two rapid shots. After this, she grabbed Johannes' visual recording device and the keys, and she unlocked the chains that bound the drugged-up women. She hesitated for a bit. The only way she could leave the camp with these captured Martian women was if she got them onto a hovercraft. But if she did, she risked the detection of the eye in the sky.

Keila made up her mind. She had been in the same situation as these captured women, and knowing the pain they had to endure, she wouldn't leave them behind. The only way for her and the Martian Humanist Alliance to rise against the Terran Council was to show compassion towards those who are suffering.

"Come with me!" Keila urged and the women rushed towards the hovercraft. Before she left the camp, she set some explosives to blow up the camp and the huge stash of Salomethamine.

Keila smiled to herself, as she left the scene of the burning Salomethamine camp. She had won this battle, but the real war was yet to come. She would free her people from oppression, and Bjorn Muller would pay for his crimes.

The end