The neighborhood was only beginning to wake as he made his way through it. He forced a smile onto his face as he nodded to the ladies walking their dogs. He saw a busier street up ahead. Behind him, he heard sirens going by. Now all he needed was to find a place to flag down a cab. He shuddered. OK, maybe he should speak to someone about what he'd just witnessed too. He increased the speed of his walk. *********** Xiong hiked to the top of the mountain behind his village once a week to visit the shrine he built on the plateau. He kept it tidy, did a little sweeping, replaced the incense and candles, and when necessary did some repairs on the small structure. He would have loved to have built a full-size temple, but that would have been pushing his luck. The shrine was small enough to be ignored by the local government. His old bones ached from the arduous climb as he finally stepped onto the small flat area, but he knew the ache just meant he was still alive. This morning, the a
They traded uneasy glances, and the police officers pulled out their guns."Ok, Edmund. We are going to remove you from the room and take you to a place you can get cleaned up.""Oh... ok." Edmund said, looking down at the corpse again. He licked his lips.Two officers entered the room, one with handcuffs and the other with his gun drawn.Edmund allowed himself to be cuffed and pushed from the room.The moment he was in the antechamber Edmund made a loud click and scanned his red eyes around the room. He planted his feet as he stared at Karl."MONSTER!" he screamed, yanking his arms apart. The links between the cuffs surrendered with a ping and Edmund was leaping at Karl, claws out.A single loud crack filled the room, and Edmund's head exploded in a red mist. His twitching body collided with Karl and the two went down in a pile.Karl bellowed for someone to get the body off of him, so Arnd and Heller dragged it to the side. Karl was gagging as he was covered in blood.Heller trembled
It took all day for his access request to finally come back with an affirmative and he had to speak with three senior executives to explain his findings. They found public record of Minister Imamura's business dealings with the New York investment house. That was above board. It was the combination of this relationship plus the undisclosed use of an unknown encryption technology between his daughter's project on the Japanese school server and the US company's network that made them take an interest.He fed his prepared data file into the decryption engine and headed home once more.The next day he rushed in hoping to see the report but saw a note requesting his presence in a conference room. Grinning, he quickly sent a few of the files he'd pulled from VRL's server to his supervisor then rushed upstairs and knocked on the door of the conference room before entering.His boss was inside as well as his boss' boss and two other people, a man and a woman who he didn
"Just you be really careful with these jokers. They're bad business to mess with," the man huffed and received a nod. With a final glower, Mr. Duncan turned and left, closing the door behind him, leaving Henry with Camila. She smiled at Henry. "So, Henry is settling in with your new neighbors?" She used his new name to reference his new identity. He smiled happily. "Yes, they've welcomed me with open arms. They're good people," he said fondly. She nodded. She'd heard reports from Marisa and had to agree Henry had found himself a good circle of friends. "Are you still friends with the member of the Hidden Races Council, Ms. Beaumont?" "Yes, we're still getting used to each other's forms. Michelle's equally squeamish. My arachnophobia isn't as bad as it used to be but she's struggling a little with my having horns and hooves. She's really nice though." "Does she talk shop with you?" Camila asked. "No, we agreed to keep our work and home life completely separate. I think it's heal
Michelle Beaumont was also seated on the couch next to Rand and looked uncomfortable in the tense environment. As one of the Arachnid race, her people were typically calm and reserved and avoided displays of aggression. She was the Council's historian, a quiet and private woman, and had already informed them that the anomalies reported matched nothing on record. Thane wasn't happy with her response as he'd insisted the man who saw sound, in his opinion, had clearly become one of the dTesh, an ancient enemy the Hidden Races had hunted to extinction millennia ago. Rand upped the ante by calling his cousin's response reactionary and emotional. That was her cue to weigh in. "The man in question is dead. Whether or not he'd become a dTesh is a moot point. We don't have access to his body, and even if we did, as Michelle indicated, we have no certified documentation on dTesh anatomy to identify it. Their extinction occurred before the council made such records. We won't get an answer to t
Sigrid opened her arms, and Meixiu moved into her embrace."Me too," she sighed.**************Henry found himself once more staring at his computer screen at work as the sunset.He'd gotten a break early on in the day when the net he'd placed over the NSA firewall detected an intruder. He was running VRL's intrusion detection algorithms on a third party network. This would not be detectable to them, outside of a slight lag, as it reviewed incoming traffic. He had the intruder's feed captured and analyzed and found password attempt entries. He set those aside for later use. He logged the identity of the owner of the workstation, and when the intruder pulled some files, Henry detected them as his signature files. He appended a flag byte on each signature as they transferred. Inert on their own, if the files were added to data packets sent through the Internet, they activated other capabilities. Most important of these was the breadcrumb trail the data pac
He wasn't sitting for long before the door opened and an older man in a suit stepped inside. Henry gauged him to be in his sixties. He was maybe 5' 6", but he was wide shouldered and looked very strong. His face held a scowl as he took the chair across from Henry. He ran a hand through his close-cropped grey hair then fixed his eyes on Henry's. "I'm Captain Lowes. Last week you were taken into custody by officer Carsten during a disturbance on the Path system. An orgy had broken out on one of the cars. The one you were inside. Officer Carsten failed to deliver you to the station house for questioning. The next morning Officer Jeffrey Carsten was found dead in the bedroom. Evidence found at the scene indicates she'd engaged in intercourse with an unknown male." The man stared at Henry expectantly. Henry's nerves were buzzing as he relived the shooting once more. "Charges?" he managed to croak through his tight throat. The captain's scowl deepened. "One of my best officers died under
There was a buzz in her clutch purse, and she welcomed its distraction. She plucked her cell out and looked at the screen. Her eyes widened in dismay. "SHIT!" she exclaimed. Siobhan was watching her friend in concern since her reaction to Nate's touch. She knew Marisa's talent for precognition was very strong and she must have seen something disturbing to look so shaken. When she cursed at her cell, Siobhan's concern deepened. "What's wrong?" she asked. Marisa looked at her in anguish. She looked over at Nate whose expression was beginning to show his concern as well. "I- I have to go!" she blurted. "What? No!" Nate exclaimed desperately. He didn't want to lose her! She was the only Succubus he'd ever met since he escaped the clutches of the first one. "I'm sorry! Henry's in trouble. A friend." She explained to him. "I have to go!" "I'll come with-" Siobhan began. "No! I mean, it's ok. I'll be contacting... people from work to help. Stay, please. Enjoy. Get to know our new fri
They stopped at the guardhouse where a startled looking soldier stared at them, then just waved them through. They returned to the building with the auditorium. The Colonel, the General, Hugh, and the lab coats were waiting for them. Corporal Dane handed the camera back to the technician, who accepted it excitedly. He immediately reviewed the recording and made excited sounds to his colleagues.The General was trying to school his expression but wasn't too successful."How... how are you feeling, son?" he asked softly from his tight throat.The big marine saluted him with a wide smile. "I feel really good, sir! So much better than I was after the explosion and maybe better than my best day."Hugh's expression was satisfied. "I know a lot of other soldiers who might appreciate the same chance."Mick stepped forward. "Sir, what we saw today was just short of a miracle. His body rejected the conversion, and we almost lost him. The injury he sustained created a break in the flow, and he a
Gordon took in the ribbons pinned to the marine's dress uniform. He'd done some pretty impressive things in his career. He stepped forward and returned the man's salute. "I'm Colonel Gordon Crane.""Gunnery Sergeant Christopher Endale."Gordon smiled and gestured to the soldiers, who were now all smiling at him. "I suppose your security clearance has been escalated to allow you to witness this, so let me introduce you to my squad. Up until yesterday, they were a group of highly trained human soldiers. We were charged with capturing a small group of Silver People. Instead, my people got turned into Silver People themselves. They're still the same soldiers, but you can't really call them human any longer. Not that they've complained.""We can run so fast!" Yablonski gushed.The squad burst into chuckles, and the marine's eyes widened at the odd sound."Maybe discipline has been affected," Crane grumbled, and his squad snapped to attention as the argument was over and the two men returne
"I'm not at my peak either. I had to use a fair amount to deal with Carl de Bellisle. But I don't intend to fight Nuru. I don't want her job!" she exclaimed.Sigrid snorted in amusement, and the phone chirped. Camila pressed the button. "Yes?""Your 9 AM is here," Felix said."Thank you. Please send them in."Sigrid stood to face the door as Camila joined her. "Remember our visit to Walter's cavern?" the blond asked quietly, and Camila nodded as she smiled at Nuru, who strode in with her bodyguards at her sides. They shut the door.The waves of energy radiating from the leader confirmed Camila's guess that she'd been overfeeding in preparation for this meeting. She sighed, as in contrast, Camila held back on her output the best she could. She forced a smile onto her lips."Greetings, Nuru Onwudiwe," Camila began and bowed her head to the other woman."Camila Villamor, you are not presenting the excess of power you did the other night," Nuru snapped.Camila looked up and nodded. "As I
Keeping the destination drop zone in his mind, he opened the tear, and Henry fell through to drop three feet to the grass below. The back of his head landed on the small brass commemorative plate bolted to the stone next to the bushes. Xiong winced but quickly closed the tear as he saw the beam of a flashlight approaching.He hoped their friend was okay as they'd asked so much from him. He looked back to the pile of charred remains. Something shiny caught his attention. It was up where Henry's head had been. Xiong reached down and lifted the crystal ganglion from the ground. His body must have rejected it after he was healed.Xiong couldn't inform Henry that he no longer had their transplanted capacity to wield magic. He also had no idea how Henry got it out yet completed his spell.He looked to the others. "We will bury these remains in the forest glade to honor our friend, Henry."A feeling of joy and love washed through him from the others. The Glass People loved the idea, as they
He felt Xiong withdrawing, and through the magic in him, he picked up snippets of a conversation Xiong was having with all of the other Glass People. The volume was a bit overwhelming as there were so many voices, and they were upset. They seemed to be talking about making him a Glass Person because of his injuries. To save him. Xiong was trying to tell them it wouldn't work as he'd already been subjected to the same energies, and he wasn't glass now.Henry was beginning to get seriously worried. How badly was he hurt? He felt someone close by and reached out to the mind. It was one of the Silver People.It physically touched him, and he linked minds with the young female. Concepts and perceptions were flowing through their link. She was sad. She'd heard he was the hero who'd saved all of the people on this planet and many on Earth. He imagined looking through her eyes at him, and she allowed it.He saw his Human glamor, and he looked no worse for wear. That was a relief. He dropped t
Crane shrugged. "I might have gotten more information, but Palmer's team decided to make his attempt at capturing my team.""You informed your team to run. They're now on the loose," Palmer asserted."No, they've gone to ground and will contact me tomorrow. They're still my squad. They remain devoted to the mission, as do I," Gordon asserted."But they won't come in," Baines growled."Yes, they'll come in, but not if they're going to be experimented on. Fully human soldiers would behave the same way under this threat, and there's no need for it. They've already proven they'll tell us everything we need to know." He locked eyes with the General. "Having a squad of bulletproof soldiers able to move faster than we can register with our eyes gives us one hell of an advantage, wouldn't you say? And remember, we know how to make more."That got through to the man."I'd personally like to speak to one of these Silver People," said the man with the crooked smile.Crane nodded. "We saw a repor
"Status report, Mick," Crane commanded through his mic. Their radios were shielded, so they still worked.The sergeant was still a little overwhelmed by the shared emotions, but she pulled it together and answered. "Colonel. The pseudo-clouds appear to be dead. The strike zone of the last prolonged bolt is too energized for us to enter. In the center of this zone is a body. We can't get close enough to make a positive identification or to determine if the person is alive or not. It looks to be a male based on body shape and clothing. The area is sprouting new growth unnaturally fast. Grasses and flowers are actually growing before our eyes. The four Silver People we met in Tennessee were here before we arrived, and they showed us how lightning affects the plant life where it strikes."And how exactly did they do that?" Crane asked, weariness in his tone.Mick felt a little uneasy with what she was about to confess, but she pushed ahead. "Uh, it seems we can speak mind to mind if we ho
As he got closer, he could feel every hair on his body beginning to stand on end. Little sparks were jumping between the strands, and he could taste something metallic. The rain was picking up, as was the wind, and soon he was drenched. The closer Henry got, the brighter the sparks snapping across his body became. It felt like his entire body was being pricked by pins and needles. The woman suddenly looked up at him and stopped with a look of fear on her face, clutching her child to her side.Henry looked closely at her and realized her hair was as soaked as his, but hers wasn't attracting the sparks at all.He looked past the woman and saw the tiny sparks leaping through the gap between himself and the approaching storm. He was a lightning rod! FUCK! He had to get away from her and the children! He spotted two young men running by."STOP!" he roared, and they froze in fear. "Help her get her children to cover!" he ordered, and they rushed to her and got her moving, one pushing her ca
"Shit!" Crane exclaimed.Sam looked at his friends then back to the Colonel. "These things duking it out over a city would not be good. I don't know what effect the lightning would have on people, but I can't imagine it would be good." A sudden pang of guilt made him look to the new Silver People they'd made. "You should know, we get our energy from the lightning. I guess it's how we eat."Jake scowled at Sam, but he just shrugged. He wasn't about to let them starve to death.Brenda and Jeannie went back into the barn and returned with handfuls of the silver strips, handing them out to the soldiers. Brenda took the remaining strips back to the barn when they no longer melted into the soldier's skin."We have to leave," the Colonel said, looking at Sam."That's cool with us. It's up to you what happens to your people. We're just going to keep running as that's what feels best. We won't interfere with you. I'd like to ask that you do the same for us, but maybe you don't have that author