My Gorgon (2/23/16)

My Gorgon

  It is a very scenic location, a crystal clear sea, slow moving waves lapping at a sandy beach, various islands, most only a few feet across, palm trees, some coconuts floating in the water, even a few lagoons with little water falls. It is all very clearly artificial, although there are clearly fish in the water, although the pilot of the stealth shuttle has to remind himself these fish are all modified to live in freshwater despite their salt water apperance. All just so the apex predators, the star attractions of these exhibits can swim around despite not being fans of salt water.

   "There's the spot," says the guy by the sealed crate, "that's the lagoon on the map, get us over the inner curve to lower the crate.

   "Ya'know," says the pilot as they hover the tubelar shuttle over the island lagoon, "I don't get why they didn't just teleport this thing in here...the handlers said they do it for the food."

   "Preferential treatment," says the man by the crate checking the locks to the lowering mechanism, "teleporters can't set you down on the ground, always has to be a few inches to a few feet over it...why people don't use them and one of the many reasons they are a hazard for shipping...don't care if the feed gets a little shaken up, but this beauty costs a pretty penny."

   He gives the thumbs up as he clears from the lowering mechanism, the bottom opening up and lowering the crate down to the lagoon.

   "The snake lady has landed," says the pilot.

   "What?" asks the guy in the back.

   "She's down," says the pilot, "it was an old reference."

  "Right," he presses a red button, "setting her loose now."

  The grate opens up and a creature slithers out, a giant white snake with an Asian woman's torso, mid length black hair that seems able to stay on her back as she slithers free of the crate. Her torso just barely held up off the ground as her full snake body slithers about. She flicks out her tongue and slithers into the water.

   "She's clear," says the guy in back pressing the controls to close the crate and bring it back up.

  "That was easy," says the pilot, "and checking, tracking stealth drones are locked on. We can find her when we start shuttling the tourists in these things."

   "In this?" asks the guy in back.

   "Oh...no," says the pilot, "bigger shuttles than this one obviously. Not too bad, used to fly shuttles over Pluto. This is cushy by comparison."

   "So that was the Gorgon?" asks the guy in back checking the list.

   "Huh," says the pilot, "No, they got some other team on that one. Too much cover for the shuttle to drop her off, they want to release her in some ruin looking stage they set up in the jungle enclosure, not we got the easy one, the...Nure-Onna...heh, wet lady."

   As the shuttle goes back up to his proper elevation and activates the stealth panels on the bottom, the Nure-Onna is catching a small fish for her dinner.

    ******

   "and that is the signal," says Robert in the expanded feed room.
   "checking monitors to make sure Enclosure 4 gate is clear,"
  The monitors come up, "checking the Naga,"
   the monitors come up showing the red and black scaled Naga buring some pig bones in the sand by some rocks.
 "creepy as always...Nadia," says Robert, "can't you just swallow mammals whole like Lydia...speaking of which."
 "Lamia monitor check", the monitor shows the lighter shade of red and golden scaled Lamia sleeping in her waterfall cave.
  "Naga and Lamia both clear of the gate, checking Replicant..."
  He is startled seeing the blue scales with snake like abdomen female humanoid creature leaping long distances through the air to catch a bird in mid-flight in its claws. Flicking its snake tongue out watching it with green snake eyes and light purple quill like hair. The only remnant of her percieved humanity left being her general shape and her cunning.
  "Everytime," says Robert, putting a hold on the recorder button, "when they said she'd undergo some changes to adapt to this wild environment going from a working class....I had no idea she'd go...that....I can't believe they have those working beside people...a few sheds and forced to protect themselves from dangerous prey and BAM....snake person."
   A *rattle* draws his attention, a large crate with bars on it sitting on a lowered hover dolley behind him.
  "Sleep rattling," says Robert, turning the recorder button back on, "Replicant near Gate 3....hunting...all three are clear of Gate 4...checking Nure-Onna, should still be on far side..."
  The monitor comes up showing the Nure-Onna swimming rapidly north along the bottom, seemingly exploring this wide open clear and sandy bottom sea way.
  "Nure-Onna is clear of gate, not in expected location, seems to have moved self away from target zone however."
  He *shrugs*, "Opening Gate 4."
  The sound of the gate opening bring the Nure-Onna to the surface to look around, it also draws the attention of Lydia the Lamia, Nadia the Naga, and Kristi the Replicant as they look in that direction.
  "Gate Open and secure," says Robert turning off the recorder.
  He watches the monitors for a few minutes, watching the GMO Ophidians slithering about, "Given those first few days," says Robert, "I would have thought these ladies would have been in a non-stop orgy. Guess Bill was right when he said it was probably due to the pheremone used to lure them between enclosures....heh...not that they don't fuck or foreplay or whatever whenever they run across each other, swear they somehow mixed Bonobo in there."
   He turns around as he hears the *rattle* again, "Okay girl, let's get you to your new home to."