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The Fairy Genome Project
Dandelion didn't arrive that next morning. Originally Holly hadn't been
too worried. She had been having too much fun with Anise, happy for
Alyssum Rose and Xanthium, welcoming Trillium and Sakura to notice. But by
noon the new Pixie had not returned and as the day wore on, she became
more anxious.
She stood on the branch of her nest, hugging Alyssum desperately as the
sun reached the horizon. Anise was inside making dinner for them both, as
happy in the kitchen as any housewife.
"Maybe..." Holly said, then stopped. "Maybe the Queen decided to keep
her?"
"No. Our Queen would not do such a thing," Alyssum replied firmly. "She
will be back, my love."
"But when?" Holly asked plaintively. "It's my fault she is here. If only I
hadn't been so vindictive!"
"It is one of your faults."
"What?" Holly's head had snapped around like a missile battery.
"Just seeing if you are paying attention," Alyssum said archly. "I know
you well enough to know you will atone for that Holly, dear. You will give
her all the love you are capable of for as long as she stays, and if she
does not wish to, you will beg her forgiveness. It is what I love about
you. Your sense of responsibility.
Alyssum waved toward the dancing forms of their people. "Think of how
happy they all are." She waved toward the forest as the sun began to set.
"Three Fairy in two days in this one forest alone! Four new mothers! Can
it be true? Is Anise right?"
"About what?" Anise came out. She wore her rose colored boots, an apron
and nothing else. She wrapped her arm around Holly's waist, sliding into
her embrace.
"Your research!"
"I don't know. I don't expect to hear any proof soon." The others stared
at her. She looked back, hands frantically checking her hair, her apron
for stains. Trying to find out what she might have done wrong. "What?"
"There were three hobos there. And they were all capable!" Alyssum gushed.
She fluttered her paired wings. "Three new babies will be born, two new
Pixies are among us!" She looked Holly slyly. "Where have you been all
day?"
"Never you mind," Holly replied. Anise smirked, a hand running up Holly's
leg.
"Stop that."
"Why?" Anise asked wide eyed with innocence. "You loved it when I ran my
tongue from here to-"
Holly caught the hand. She looked at Alyssum who was frantically holding
in her laughter. "Stop laughing!"
"Well having run my tongue from there to-"
"You're not helping!"
"Is she always this way afterward?" Anise asked.
"Oh usually. When you've been around her long enough you know the best way
to embarrass her is to-"
"That is quite enough!" Holly sounded frantic. "Why not hire a herald and
cry it from the rooftops!"
"No rooftops here," Alyssum commented. "They are over there."
"So have your herald go there and leave me in peace." Holly looked up. A
figure in a silver gown, wings humming raced toward them. Holly leaped
into flight, and the two met in midair, kissing with a desperation that
bespoke true love.
"The Queen has called everyone to the National forest!" Dandelion cried.
"Come my love, we must fly!"
"Love?" Holly asked. Dandelion melted against her, tongues dancing as they
kissed.
"I'd say she is taking the change well," Alyssum commented dryly watching
the pair fly toward the national forest. She turned to Anise. "Come little
one. We must fly to see the Queen, and you must return to what you do so
well."
"I am sure the Queen can find others that satisfy her needs," Anise
replied.
"No, you twit. You must find us others we can bring into the fold."
"Oh that." Anise shrugged setting off an interesting ripple below the
apron. "That was simple statistical analysis-"
"Anise, you can do it, and we could not before."
"But why do you not ask Dandelion?" Anise asked. "I may have thought of
the bums and the insane, but she thought of the hobos."
"You are alike in that," Alyssum agreed. "Centuries of blindness set aside
by two people as different as night and day." She pecked Anise on the
cheek. The smaller girl reached up, pulled her head around, and gave her a
kiss Alyssum felt to her toes.
"We had better go," Anise husked against her lips.
"Yes." Alyssum leaned forward, the kiss holding for several seconds. "She
will be upset with us."
Anise pulled her down, hands running like feathers down the other's back,
cupping her buttocks. "Very. She may punish me. She may punish you."
"We can't have that." Alyssum sighed, her tongue running down Anise's neck
drawing a whimpering sigh.
"N-no. We can't." Anise lifted her head, kissing her so gently for a
moment all Alyssum felt was the barest whisper of lips upon hers. "But
perhaps later?"
"Later." Alyssum shuddered, fighting the feeling in her body, the wet
feeling, the stiff nipples. "But not too much later."
*****
In the darkness of twilight the flight of Fairy looked like swarms of
lightning bugs flitting above the freeway. Not a score or more, but over a
hundred, perhaps two coming from all directions. The greatest news they
had heard in a millennia had been whispered around, and everyone was ready
to celebrate.
Periwinkle had the throne moved from her little house. The artisans that
had made it had duplicated the throne of the French Monarchs in loving
detail. She wore a long black silk dress tonight, with a head dress of
gilt leaves. Anise knelt beside her as always, and she sat, looking over
her people.
"I know you might have heard rumors. Tonight I will give you facts. Anise
here as I told you all in separate meetings, had worked her magic with
numbers and people, and discovered what she thought was the key to our
survival. How to figure out who would be able to pass their seed to us,
and, a possible way to detect them.
"The first who suggested another option to that information was a new
Pixie named Dandelion. Dear? Come beside me."
Dandelion hugged Holly, then dropped down to kneel on the other side of
the throne.
"Dandelion suggested that a group called 'hobos' might be able to join us.
Last night, two new Pixies joined our ranks, and four of our women are
with child." There was a glad murmur. That was more than a decade saw most
times.
The queen allowed the talking to go on for sometime before she signalled
for silence again. "My people, there are others in the town perhaps. Those
that are called 'bums'. People who are mad perhaps, that hide within drink
or drugs. But there is more." She stood, arms raised.
"Tomorrow or the next day, two of our own will journey to the East. To the
land called Pennsylvania. They go not only to pass on what we have
learned, but to gain justice upon one of those that harmed our new sister.
"One who can see us that has remained among the humans has offered to help
them. He will take them to the city of Philadelphia. He will donate his
seed to those there while they punish the miscreant. He has promised to
take them from kingdom to kingdom, telling all the good news in this land
and the ones to the North and South.
"But there is more. Dandelion has told me during the evening of many other
things that might aid us in our plight. Tell us all, girl."
Dandelion stood. She was nervous; the idea that she had knowledge that
these ancient beings did little to emboldened her. "My fellow Fairy, for
centuries you have lived as hunter-gatherers, from meal to meal, Staying
together for mutual support and companionship, and no more. Even your
Queens," she motioned toward Periwinkle, "Have kingdoms that spread less
than four hours flight from their throne. There is no Queen of all the
Fairy. But that is also your weakness. This Kingdom does not think of any
thing beyond the city of Los Angeles." She waved to the west.
"But the humans from whom we are all descended chose another path. They
progressed into that is called technology. They do what we can all do now
with machines."
"They are better than we?" Someone asked shocked.
"No!" Dandelion shook her head vehemently. "They chose a different path.
Not a better one. Having lived among them all of my life, and among you
for only days, I see that there are things they do that could help us that
we cannot do for ourselves.
"We must wait until we are sure a human sees us before we know they can
breed with us. May I ask, what has caused the others to be infertile?"
"It has always been that way," someone said.
"But it isn't logical genetically! Take a man from one group, and a woman
from another, no matter how disparate their physiognomy, and they can bear
children."
"She is right." Anise stood, bowing to the Queen. "Every claim of racial
superiority put forward through history collapses because the differences
between the races such as the colors of their skins are minute on the
genetic level. The human I once was had his descent from German people.
Blonde pale skinned and blue eyed. Our Dandelion with yellow hair.
"But that is a genetic anomaly only! An anomaly that is fairly recent when
counted against the entire scope of Human kind."
Suddenly she felt the same rush she had when she was in debate. If the
captain of the debating team had been a little more relaxed, Daniel would
have been one of their best. "But we are unable to breed with most of the
human race. Why?" Dandelion's question was answered by silence. She felt
the first rush of strength. "It cannot be true! There must be some genetic
marker that means this one has the capability to do magic which links us.
The rest are capable, but we wouldn't know it! We have spent the centuries
using the same skills as hunter gatherers to find our mates. What if it
isn't necessary?"
"I do not know how much attention the rest of you pay to the world, but I
was what they would call a nerd. I didn't play sports because I had more
enjoyment in reading, and I read everything! One thing I did read was
about what they call the Human Genome Project. A thirteen year study that
finished this very year. They couldn't even try to undertake it until the
newest generation of computers were invented!
"That study mapped all 25,000 odd genetic markers of humanity, and using
it have discovered which genes cause genetic anomalies."
"Such as us." Dandelion looked to Holly. She was grinning.
"Such as us," Dandelion agreed. "Why were you-" She waved toward the
crowd. "That were born Fairy not plagued by most of mankind's ills?"
"We die," another voice, this one harsh cut in. "The sprays they use to
kill insects and small animals, the filth they put into the air! More have
died in the last five decades than ever died before! When you add in those
killed by birds and ground predators, we have lost twice what we have in
any other time!
"Agreed. Humans however lose more people to disease than any other cause.
Not one disease, but all of them combined. Yet we for some reason, are
immune. Do any of you know why?
"Humans can't boast of much more than 70 years of life on average, and
that hasn't changed much in a century. Yet the one who converted me
boasted of being over five centuries old, and has a grandmother of 2,000!
Our Queen is almost 1500 years old. Yet I don't see a face among you that
looks more than thirty years old. Our physical ages have nothing to do
with what we look like. Trillium and I who are new look as old as any of
you! We do not age, we are like dolls placed in a sealed case in a museum,
never to change.
"Why do you have the abilities with magic that larger humans do not? How
are we able to make a normal human smaller, transferring in my case almost
125 pounds of weight into the ounce I weigh now? A change that can become
permanent as my being here shows, yet need not be? Where does 2000 times
my weight go to and how does it come back? We violate the accepted laws of
mass and energy every time we breed for god's sake!"
"It is magic."
"Yes magic!" Dandelion seized the comment. "Do you know what humans used
to call magic? 'Natural Science'. Today they denigrate it because while we
seem to have learned to control it, most humans cannot repeat it, and that
is the first rule of science. It must be something anyone can repeat.
"Why is it that a man who breeds with us doesn't impregnate the entire
kingdom?"
"He would die," one Fairy said. "To change from human through the cycle
would take a year or more for our tribe here alone."
"Then if we find willing donors we can find ways to keep them, to save
them to protect them from the other humans until they have done that for
us." Dandelion looked around. "I was a callow boy when I met Holly. A
human that had never had sex before. What do you think I would have said
if she told me, 'Come with me, and you can have a different woman every
night for the rest of your life'?" She laughed. "Human boys between 15 and
20 would kill for that!"
"It has always been that unless they became Fairy, humans do not give us
more than one child. It has always been this way," someone said.
"Yes. But Anise can tell you that saying that and ignoring the problem
does not put children in our bellies. Will not keep us alive as a race
through the next few centuries! Men have said that for millennia, and
every scientist has had to fight that mental inertia. They said the world
was flat, that man could not travel faster than a horse, that man could
not fly, that man could not reach the moon!
"I am not going to build an engine or sail to new lands or fly a rocket to
the moon. I am not going to pull a technological miracle out of my arse to
save us. But if you will allow me, and I prove correct, I can assure that
all of us will have children, and those children will have the same
chance. A better chance than they have had ever before."
The group was hushed. "How?" someone whispered.
"By having all of the new ones, of every realm we can speak with, to come
to one place. To work not for this realm, not for a Queen whatever her
name, but for our race! To start our own version of the Human Genome
Project, and discover what we can do to find those who can breed with us
more readily. And if not, discover ways to change more of them to make it
possible."
"It is madness!" One of the Fairy leaped to her feet.
"Madness? How so, Thistle?" the Queen asked.
"We are going to follow the lead of some sprite who's wings are barely
dry? Change our entire society just because some little boy is angry
because he can't return home?"
Everyone looked at the girl standing before the queen. "If I could have
changed what had happened to me yesterday, I would have done it. I would
have cast you all aside and said to hell with you." Dandelion said softly.
"I admit that." She sighed. "I was cruel to Holly, and she was cruel to me
in return. As a child I understand tit for tat. I will always miss my
home. Would staying near by and wishing my parents could see me change
that? This-" she waved at her body, "is what I am now. Wishing and pining
away will not change that. How many of you are converts such as I?"
About a quarter of the Fairy raised their hands.
"How many of you would have gone back in an instant if you could have?"
Of that number almost half stayed up.
"Yet we are here and now. Nothing. NOTHING, can change that.
"But pining for the past is exactly what all of you are doing!" she
snapped. "I am Fairy now, and I will be as long as life is mine. I may be
new but I have one thing none of you have had before. The knowledge of
what is in their minds now." She waved toward the distant city, "And how
that knowledge, knowledge they didn't even have when I was born will help
us."
She turned, wrapping her arm around the Queen in a comforting gesture.
"Last night, I saw our queen cry when she thought I did not see it. Cry
not for herself, or the children she has not had, but for our entire tribe
here. She cried because I told her about a developer in the town I live
in.
"The forest I now call home, where fifty of us live will be gone in a
year. Ripped up to build more homes."
There was dismay at that pronouncement. "She did not know of it for sure.
None of you did. But having been a child of the town I live in, I did.
Humans are destroying our homes as they have done for centuries to make
more space for themselves. She looked at them, eyes glimmering with tears.
"I remember the very tree Holly and I live in now. I wanted to climb it
when I was six. I pictured that land smashed and leveled, and where before
I would have said nothing, I felt a fury you would never imagine. Aimed
not at us but at them! They do not see us, and some of them would not care
if they did!
"This forest," she pointed at the ground beneath her. "Is free of that for
a time. The Federal government keeps this land as it is for the people of
the entire nation so a grandchild of mine if I were still human could
still see what I did long after I was dead. Though they know it not we
will still be here, the gods willing, when this nation is dust. All that
means nothing if we do not find a way to increase our numbers.
"We must survive, if only to assure that our children survive. To do that
we must increase in number, and we must get human aid in the doing."
"So. You would use them to help us." Thistle's voice was sarcastic.
"If the problem is one we cannot solve, we must ask for aid. We have one
human this very moment that will aid us." She ran her hand over the
throne. "We have had others that helped. This throne, that house is proof
of it!" She waved toward the residence. "This time we do not need artisans
to make us thrones and houses. Or smiths to teach us how to work copper
and bronze. We do not need people to smuggle us from continent to
continent or to hide us from people who see only large insects.
"This time we need scientists. We need men of business, and men of
politics. We are a minority that will never be heard if we allow ourselves
to die out because 'it has always been this way'." She lofted into the
air, landing before Thistle, hands on hips, defiant. "Is your hatred of
humans so great that you would see us vanish for all time, my sister? Are
you so sure that we can succeed where tens of thousands of our own
generations have already failed?
"There are what, 60,000 of us in this human nation, and that number
dwindles every year. Shall we all die because that is the way it has
always been?"
The two women faced each other. "How dare you call me sister!" Thistle
hissed.
"We are sisters. Whether we go back two nights or two hundred thousand
years, our genes are the same. If you deny me that you deny yourself any
humanity at all. Deny it and you are an animal, not a thinking being."
Thistle glared. "And if you are wrong?"
Dandelion chuckled. "Then you can tell me for the next five or six
centuries how stupid I am."
"And I shall." Thistle looked to the Queen. "She is young, but she speaks
well."
"I used to debate in high school."
"Whatever that is."
The Queen stood. "All of us, your Queens, have worried about this for
centuries. To watch our numbers dwindle not from natural ills, but from
the ills inflicted by man have disturbed us. But as this young one has
said, we cannot merely wish them all away. We must learn to live among
them, and expand our numbers.
"We have not tried what she has suggested since our primitive ancestors
lived among them in what is now called Europe over ten thousand years ago.
We all know what happened then. Those who could see us treated us as if we
were pawns. Those who could not killed us unknowing.
"We are not going to reveal ourselves to all. We will find those that can
help us. Slowly reveal ourselves, but at the first sign of danger,
withdraw from that person. When we have found those who can see us and are
willing to help, we can begin.
"The Fairy of the forest that Dandelion speaks of may move here to the
forest with us. Since Dandelion is our resident expert, she and Anise will
move into my household and work together on this until others arrive.
Holly and Alyssum who are both with child will move in as may all the
newly pregnant. From this day forward in my lands, the care of a sister
who is with child is the responsibility of all, not just their nest mates.
"We shall send messengers to the other kingdoms. At the same time, we
shall send a flock of our pixies into the downtowns of each town around
us. If we find those able to breed with us, we will reveal ourselves. If
they are willing we shall make an arrangement to protect them if we can
until every possible Fairy is with child. If not, the usual laws will
apply. Any females that can see us will be given the chance to join us,
and they will have the first chance of having children with those we find.
So it shall be done. Thistle, choose the fastest of our flyers to pass the
messages." The Queen stood, and went to stand with the others.
"I didn't expect things to work out that quickly." Dandelion felt herself
suddenly shiver and caught her own arms. An arm encircled her, and she
looked up gratefully into Holly's eyes.
"Best thing I ever did, converting you."
Dandelion turned, arms going around Holly's neck. "I want to bathe in the
moonlight again, I want to drink from the flower that is always sweet. But
I want it to be with you this time. I want to hold you, and our baby, and
one day have us hold mine." She looked so happy. "I want to be with you as
long as you will let me love you."
"She is worth all of our efforts," the Queen said. "Treat her well. I have
an engagement with Sakura this evening, so I suggest you women move in and
start to work.
"Does that mean..." Alyssum started to ask.
Anise pinched her butt. "Yes it does. At least for tonight."
*****
Two days later messengers flew in. A human was approaching the clearing.
They watched from hiding as the man sat, relaxing against a tree. He was
dressed in nice clothing, freshly shaved and his hair was neatly trimmed.
Alyssum flew in from the house, then flew down, landing in front of him.
"Well met again, Rob."
"Well met to you, Alyssum." He looked a little uncomfortable. "It took me
a day after turning in those drugs before the press died down." He
fingered the clothes he was wearing. "People gave me stuff in
appreciation. These clothes, ID, so I can rejoin society." He shook his
head. "Fifteen years ago when I became a hobo I would have thought myself
crazy to say that, but having a purpose will make a new man of anyone."
"Or a new woman!" one of the Fairy called. The ones around her laughed.
"That's true, Trillium. I was considering your problems, and I cam up with
this!" He took out a box, and opened it. "Figured it would help us keep in
touch."
He set down a flat plastic box, and Alyssum flew over it. After a moment,
he flipped up part of it. "It's what's called a Palm pilot." At her look
he smiled. "It's a small hand held computer. I pre-payed it for a year. It
already had the software..." He stopped talking at the confusion on her
face.
"I am sorry, Rob, but when I was human they still thought printed books
were a hot item. Perhaps you can wait until our resident expert shows up."
A few moments later, a flight of four Fairy arrived. Two were four winged,
two had only a pair. One of them with hair that looked like a monarch
butterfly looked at the palm pilot, then settled down beside it, using her
hands to push down the buttons. "We'll need a power source."
"Way ahead of you." Rob pulled out another box with a flat solar panel
attached. "Solar charger in the right voltage."
The girl explained to the others what they could do with the machine, and
Periwinkle turned to face him. "I do not know how my people can repay you.
But there is more we need if you can assist us."
"I promised to help."
"Dandelion-" The woman motioned toward the Monarch haired girl. "-Told us
of what is called the Human Genome Project. We need to contact people in
the real world, and we would ask you to be our spokesman."
"Don't know if I can. Not much on talking."
"We understand if you are unable to help. But carrying our sisters to the
East and reporting to those who live there will set a chain in motion of
the younger ones coming to be with us."
"If I buy these for each of the kingdoms, they won't have to." He pointed
at the palm pilot. "They could be in China and still speak to you. If your
people can keep me supplied with money, I can do the buying. Put them all
on one account, so no one gets cut off. I'd be happy to help that much."
"We thank you. Dandelion?"
"Mn?" She was bent over the keypad, tapping in instructions. "Yes, we have
internet access!"
"We have what?" Periwinkle asked.
Rob laughed. "Don't ask me, ma'am. I had trouble with telephones."
"It means we can help them find us. And contact humans directly!"
Dandelion leaned back on her haunches, looking like she was a Moslem at
prayer. "Yes. I'll start a web page, with blog space. Free ISP so we don't
need a street address..." She began tapping furiously.
"Now we're all confused." Anise said. She pulled out the flask she and
Holly had carried between them, pouring cups. "Rob, if you would like to
join us..."
He leaned forward, and the Queen bit him. Having once been through the
process, the venom worked much more rapidly. She looked over his youthful
male form appreciatively, handing him a cup.
"Fairy and guest, I give you the start of the Fairy Genome Project!"
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