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Chapter 1 The Warning PRESS RELEASE: Jet Propulsion Laboratory, Pasadena, California NASA's Near Earth Object Program Office February 3, 2005 4:23 PST (GMT-8) Radar observations taken at the Arecibo Observatory in Puerto Rico on January 27, 29, and 30 have significantly improved our estimate for the orbit of asteroid 2004 MN4 and changed the circumstances of the Earth close approach in 2029. On April 13, 2029, the predicted trajectory now passes within 5.7 Earth radii (36,350 km or 22,600 miles) of the Earth's center - just below the altitude of geosynchronous Earth satellites. However, an Earth collision in 2029 is still ruled out. The asteroid's motion subsequent to the 2029 Earth close approach is very sensitive to the circumstances of the close approach itself and a number of future Earth close approaches will be monitored as additional observations are received. However, our current risk analysis for 2004 MN4 indicates that no subsequent Earth encounters in the 21st century are of concern. Chapter 2 Anticipation Friday morning, April 13, 2029 dawned with a heavy cloud cover over the entire Los Angeles Basin with occasional and scattered rain showers adding to the already soggy hillsides. Enrique Ramos awoke to the sound of his two children arguing in the kitchen despite the fact the clock only said it was 6:32 AM. He quietly groaned to himself, having hoped to be able to sleep in for a bit longer before having to get up, pack his equipment to head for Mt. Palomar inland from Oceanside; but life as a single Dad seldom went the way Enrique planned it. He reluctantly sat up on the edge of the bed, turned off the unneeded alarm clock and slid his feet into a pair of worn, but still serviceable slippers. With the sounds of discontent continuing from the kitchen motivating him into action, he stood up and after grabbing a slightly threadbare bathrobe he opened his bedroom door. The bright light coming from the living room, dining room and kitchen forced his eyes tightly shut for a few moments until they were able to painfully adjust. Coming in such rapid succession to having been unexpectedly awakened, the bright light almost brought Enrique's infamous temper into action but with difficultly he was able to rein it in at the last moment although his ears still reflected their bright red state from his rising blood pressure. His unsteady steps resumed as he navigated through squinted eyes only to see his two kids busily working in the kitchen. He paused to watch their actions in silence. Paul, the older of the two, was just about to turn seven and reflected similar skin coloring to his father; a medium brown tone accompanied by thick curly black hair on top of his head. Maria, a precocious five year old, was the spitting image of her deceased mother; blond, blue eyed and fair skin with just a hint of coloring that looked more like a faint tan than part of her heritage. Any anger that Enrique might have harbored evaporated when he realized that his children were attempting to make his breakfast as an apparent surprise. Without seeing their father where he was watching from the doorway, they continued to argue, albeit much more softly than before, over which one of them had the rights and privileges to be buttering Father's toast. With wisdom beyond her years, Maria proposed that Paul butter the toast and she would apply the strawberry jam. Once Paul's honor was secured, he smiled and assured his little sister that she could spread the jam. Enrique silently crept back into his room before he was discovered. He lay in bed for around five minutes before his bedroom door opened, accompanied with childish giggles. He sat up feigning sleep to be surprised as his two presented the fruits of their labors. "Hey, what's this all about?" "It's a surprise, Daddy!" Maria chimed in as her brother carefully set the plate on the nightstand. "I made you some eggs and toast, Dad," Paul said. "WE, made you the eggs and toast," the five year old said with exacerbation at being left out of the credits. "Okay, you're right. We made your breakfast. Even if all she did was break one of the eggs and spread the jam," Paul said the last sentence softly so that only his dad could hear. The meal was hardly up to a five-star rating albeit Michelin Guide or AAA. Nope, the eggs were runny and cold; while the toast was burned. But that didn't matter in the least to Enrique. It was flavored with innocent love. Truly, it was one of the best meals he had ever had. Despite the early awakening, or perhaps because of it, Enrique nearly didn't get the kids dropped off at the local Elementary School on time. He nearly skidded into the passenger-loading zone with the large hand of the School's massive clock lacking but one minute of the hour. Maria and Paul flung open the passenger door of the SUV and ran off without so much as a good-bye to their dad. Enrique waved to his children as they scampered for their classrooms, knowing that they would not see; it was just something he did every morning. With a sigh, he pulled himself away from his domestic life to focus on the pending story of the century. Enrique worked for KVNU-Channel 1, the premier Television station in the Los Angeles area as News Anchor. In the back of his three-year old gas/electric hybrid SUV, were nearly one hundred thousand dollars worth of video equipment that he would be using to cover tomorrow's encounter. As had been accurately predicted nearly a quarter of a century before, an asteroid named MN4 would be having a very close encounter with the Earth by passing closer to the surface than the orbiting geosynchronous satellites; and only slightly higher altitude than the Habitats. Astronomers, both amateur and professional, had run calculations that had all came to this same conclusion: close, but no surface impact. The public was nervous, but believing in the talking heads, Enrique among them. He thought about all that was going on in his life and with the world as he made the three hour drive to Mt. Palomar. Once he arrived, Enrique set up his equipment in a building about seventy-five meters from the building housing the famous two hundred inch reflector. For the meeting with MN4, the giant mirror would not be needed; at the closest point, MN4 would be visible with the naked eye. No, he was not going to be using the two hundred inch telescope, but rather a newer device - the Sagen prismatic array. The array was a series of one thousand separate mirrors scattered over a ten square kilometer area, all linked by computer to focus on the desired target. Using a similar technique to DSP televisions, the mirrors of the array could be rapidly adjusted; a feature originally designed into the array to help generate money - more observations per night meant more money for the University of California who maintained the complex. Now this design would generate a new and unplanned feature - the ability to be able to track a rapidly moving near-Earth object. Near to Enrique's equipment, a workstation was set up for the technicians operating the Sagen array. Here too, a few members of the press would to be able to observe the goings on during the asteroids' transit across the sky. He set up the two primary cameras, carefully verifying their alignment to each other; a necessary care for the stereovision system. The normal series of ten microphones completed the basic setup. Enrique sat down at his miniaturized control center and established a link with the Station, back on Beverly Blvd. He used the static picture of the Sagen's output to calibrate everything. The Station Engineer confirmed that they were receiving a good signal, and Enrique relaxed. Show time was not to be until the next day; he'd just wanted to be there early to get a prime location. Between the early hour of his arrival, the station he worked for as well as his own personal reputation, he had the choice spot that all the other news agency's coveted. He was reaching for the switch that would power down his equipment, when he saw the Sagen's monitor begin to track an object. It wasn't the expected view of a space rock hurtling towards the Earth; rather it was a grouping of ten missiles still in their boost phase. Several men and women ran into the building and sat down at the console. "What in the hell do those Chinese think they're doing?" One woman called out to her companions as she pulled her headset into place. "Something astonishingly stupid if those things are carrying what I think they are," one man replied snidely as he worked at his computer. "Manual control of the array is now active!" "Confirm!" "I have the tracking," one of the Engineers' stated. The image's focus tightened sharply, with the result that the easily distinguishable flag of Communist China was displayed in the dead center of the monitor. The image panned along the length of the Long March XV ICBM to focus on the business end. The red painted cone looked to be standard issue. "Shit! They are carrying nukes!" Someone called out. "God help us!" Another person prayed softly. The Sagen tracked the missiles for ten minutes, watching as each of the three stages fired in sequence. The field of view suddenly pulled back showing the dispersal pattern as the missiles fanned out to better cover the target. Now the missiles were hardly more than very bright dots of their exhaust. Then, another object drifted into view: a third of a kilometer long piece of rock traveling at a comparatively leisurely, by interstellar standards anyway, pace of twelve and a half kilometers per second (roughly 63,000 miles per hour). The banter of the technicians continued unabated while Enrique, unnoticed in the frenzy, began broadcasting the scene live to Los Angeles and then the world as their network picked up the live feed. Neither the Government nor the United Nations released word of the missile launch by China. The world learned from Enrique Ramos. Statesmen did not eloquently express outrage in carefully delivered speeches, but rather a newsman gave a breathless account reminiscent of the Hindenburg disaster in Lakehurst, New Jersey in the previous century. Within a few minutes, Officials at Palomar realized what was going on, but chose to let Enrique continue broadcasting. The damage was already done. All they did in the way of damage control was to IM the technicians that they were on television and to watch their language. That admonition lasted a whole thirty seconds. Then the screen flashed white as nearly two hundred warheads detonated on the asteroid. Enrique along with everyone else in that room stood in silent shock; then someone began to swear in multiple languages without repeating anything for nearly a full minute. "Stan! Knock off that?" "The asteroid is still inbound, but its course has been perturbed by those idiots!" Several of the technicians looked at each other then back at their companion. "How bad?" "Can't tell yet. But one thing is for sure, it a damn sight closer that it was supposed to be!" With those words, broadcast live around the world, panic set in. Calculations were again made and then franticly redone, hoping to find an error. There was no error. The trajectory was still far from stable, but what once had been a near encounter was now going to potentially be an impact. The figures spoke of a potential explosion five hundred and eighty thousand times larger than the one that decimated Hiroshima. Such a magnitude is also known as an extinction event. MN4 could now be easily seen with the naked eye from anywhere in the Northern Hemisphere. Before the Chinese intervention, jokes were being told of the "Widow Maker". No one was joking now. Even now, only twenty minutes until the asteroid would either skip across the Earth's atmosphere or plunge into its surface, there were too many uncertainties in the calculations to give or take away hope. Panic had mostly given way to despair and prayer, in about equal measure. Then, even the time for that had passed. 2004 MN4 arrived for its fifteen minutes of fame. It entered the atmosphere over Mongolia and then made its way across Northeastern China and Japan before heading out over the Pacific. The remnant of the Solar System's creation skipped slightly in the high reaches of the atmosphere only to descend once again; its momentum effected by the braking of the air. Still skimming above the ocean waters by less than sixteen km (ten miles), the incandescent rock traversed north of Hawaii before turning slightly northerly. It crossed over the North American continent just north of Ensenada, Mexico. Everyone rushed outside and turned to watch the once in a lifetime spectacle. As the deflected asteroid crossed the sky, it glowed defiantly in the upper reaches of the atmosphere, while at the same time, the whole earth below the interstellar visitor was bathed in an iridescent yellow-white radiance. 2004 MN4 passed beyond earthbound observer's view in less than two minutes, only to cross the remainder of the United States and eastern Canada and then head off across the Atlantic towards a panic filled Europe. Ten seconds after MN4 crossed the eastern horizon the pressure wave hit the observers. The only destructive force previously known by man that could have produced such a pressure wave would be the detonation of a large nuclear bomb; only that would have been a localized event. In this case the effect was similar to a nuclear explosion ? only the catastrophe was linear and followed the ground track of MN4 as if hundreds of bombs had gone off, one after the other, albeit without the obvious nuclear radiation that would have been expected if such a string of warheads had produced the observed ground track: a ground track that flattened buildings and trees up to two hundred miles on either side of its path. * * * * * Now the calculations were understood. Action was needed and rapidly taken. In a launching from seven US and five Russian Ballistic Missile Submarines, located in an arc extending from the North Atlantic to the Artic Oceans, one hundred and fifty precision missiles headed upward. In a carefully orchestrated maneuver, the missiles impacted sequentially, breaking the asteroid into smaller and smaller pieces. The smallest were vaporized instantly The majority of the large fragments were blasted into space as intended; while a few continued along their original course, albeit fanned out to ultimately to pass over the majority of Europe before impacting across south-east Asia and India. Subsequent impacts were numerous and caused great damage, but mass extinction was averted; excluding Greenland and Iceland, of course, who had the misfortune to be under the multiple nuclear explosions. Ocean water levels would rise four feet within the next two weeks; but the specter of extinction of all life on the blue marble called Earth was side stepped. The United Nations General Assembly met in emergency session. Because of its reckless actions, China would foot the bill for damages to the world's coastal cities. When word reached the Middle-kingdom in Beijing, the communists were swept from power in less than two days. Two weeks after the event, further effects were becoming apparent; although they had begun to manifest within days. The reports were not believed at first. Then they became too numerous not to be believed. However, facts have not been known to limit politicians - polls yes, facts only when they are convenient and part of an agenda - and this event was certainly not convenient nor on anyone's agenda. Spin-doctors began their weaving of truth, fiction, speculation and wild innuendo while the real Doctors of the Medical Community attempted to understand what they were seeing and in many cases experiencing for themselves. Chapter 3 Reality Check Enrique stood in awe watching, as the asteroid crossed the southern sky, his view momentarily obscured with the occasional treetop. The object projected an intense yellow-white light that bathed the parking lot outside of the Sagen Observatory's control room. The deep green of the Ponderosa Pines, the brightly colored vehicles in the parking lot all wound up matching the color of the tan and brown granite hillsides. Along with the intense light, there was a tingling feeling that seemed to envelope everyone. Two or three people exchanged whispered comments, but for the most part, silence reigned supreme even as they rubbed arms and legs that felt that pins and needles effect from having slept wrong. He, along with everyone else, turned to watch the once in a lifetime occurrence, as it traveled further and further east. Enrique was facing nearly due east when the pressure wave hit the observatory complex. One hundred and fifty foot tall trees splintered like paper straws being stepped on by a wrathful child. Buildings came apart in a carefully choreographed sequence - first the windows, then the roof and finally the walls collapsed downwind; of course the sequence, repeated too many times to be counted, took only milliseconds. On that mountaintop, the domes were ripped off their tracks and went tumbling for a few instants, before becoming thousands of fragments each. The massive instruments that had, in many cases literally, opened mankind's eyes to the glory, majesty and expanse of space, survived only an instant longer before being shattered back into sand fragments. At the last instant before the pressure wave hit, Enrique somehow sensed something was about to happen. He flung his body forward to effectively belly flop onto the hard ground. The pressure wave hit. Ten thousand freight trains all running at maximum throttle only five feet away would have been quiet compared to the roar that first filled Enrique's universe and then pounded it into submission. A raging headache was the first thing that crossed Enrique's consciousness. The next thought was an awareness of weight pressing down along the length of his left side that effectively pinned that arm into immobility. He opened his eyes, blinking repeatedly to remove the sandpaper-like feel. He was able to reach up with his right hand, and wipe some of the grit away. Only then was he able to take stock of his situation. He was laying on his right side, his knees somewhat pulled up with his head tucked forward; almost as if he had attempted to get into the fetal position as the wave hit. A pre-fab section of the control room wall was lying on top of him and on top of it, he could see the wreckage of many of the structural beams that had supported the control room roof. Moving his head slightly he could see a small patch of sky through a tangle of down trees and branches. At least, Enrique thought it was a patch of sky, but it was hard to tell. It was not blue, nor white with clouds but rather a dirty gray-brown with churning sulfur colored clouds. From a great distance, a voice called out, but it was too faint to understand; however, it did inspire the trapped man to acknowledge something beyond himself. Enrique attempted to call out, but only a whisper of a croak emitted from his parched throat. A couple of weak coughs caused by the prior attempt to call out made much more noise. Even more importantly, they were heard. "Over here! I found a live one!" A female voice carried down to Enrique's ears and he rested for a moment. The first act they did was to pass him a bottle of water. Nothing had ever tasted so good in his life. As the water flowed down his throat, he could feel his spirit regaining strength. He would live. It took several hours for the seven people who had survived relatively unhurt to unearth Enrique from what nearly had become his tomb. By then the hazy red glow filtering through the boiling clouds in the western sky had dipped below the horizon. The six men and two women who had survived built a small fire to ward off the spring chill. The preceding winter had been mild and the hills barren of snow, but to someone used to living at sea level in that warm climate, it went beyond chill. Fragments of building became rudimentary shelters. Additional fires helped push back the chill from their bodies as well as their minds. "How did we survive?" Gloria, the young technician who had found Enrique, asked the group. "The only thing I can think of," one of the Engineers said, "is that because we were so exposed on this mountain top, we were only hit by that blast, probably a pressure wave. Yes we had broken building and trees flying around, but comparatively, not many." "Think what it must have been like down there," the other woman said softly, thinking of the millions living below in San Diego and Los Angeles. "I think I have a good idea what it's like," Enrique said with a tiny trace of irony in his voice. "Yes, I imagine you do," she replied accompanied with a slight chuckle. Again, the group went silent as each sought out the solace of their own thoughts. Enrique ached; there was no other term to describe it. He was covered in bruises, especially along his left side and chest. Nothing was broken, at least not obviously so, but there wasn't a square inch of him that did not ache. The events of the day kept flashing through his mind. It was then he recalled the tingling sensation that appeared just before the explosion. "One of the last things I remember before the world exploded was my whole body tingling. You know, like when you sleep wrong and a arm is all pins and needles?" Enrique softly spoke across the flickering fire. "Yeah, I felt that too." "Me too." "Same here." The chorus of replies continued in a similar vein until all had acknowledged the same feelings. "I guess, time will tell us," Gloria said. "I doubt we will figure it out sitting on top of a mountain. Of course if we do, we should set ourselves up as oracle's." A slight wave of laughter encircled the fire for a moment. "Yeah, we'll be set for life!" One of the younger men exclaimed. Enrique looked over his fellow survivors. Almost all had bruises nearly as bad as his. A couple had wrapped wrists or ankles supporting sprains. Walking wounded, he'd seen it before in places like Afghanistan, Pakistan, Columbia, Belize, and elsewhere. He'd seen it, but never before from this side of the lens. "You know, we can't stay up here," Enrique said to the group. "Why not?" "Too cold, no food, minimal shelter and no knowledge of what's going on down there. Truthfully, we might just be able to eek out a living at this altitude but I doubt it; unless any of you have done a real survival course like the Seals do?" No one piped up to say they had any useful expertise. The group broke up into three clusters, each around something that would function as a blanket. Joined body head did more to ward off the cold than a brightly patterned picnic tablecloth; but you made due with what was at hand. By dawn's first light, everyone knew the definition of the word cold. It was literally bone chilling, mind numbing, water freezing cold. Deathly cold. The eight re-kindled one of the fires and with much stomping of feet and rubbing hands, they slowly warmed up. Three breakfast bars found in the wreckage did not make for a feast, but everyone at least had a bite. In the back of an old brown van, Evan found a case of bottled water under an insulating blanket of branches that the blast had deposited within the van's interior via the shattered windshield. Everyone drank one bottle immediately. Following breakfast, they began to descend the mountain, each carrying two more bottles of water, plus their empty. It wasn't a matter of preserving Nature by not littering, an empty bottle held the promise it might be refilled. Maybe not with the purified water that was its original contents, but at this point any water was precious. Three days, seventy-three combined blisters, an additional sprained ankle and the group was off the mountain. Exhausted and weak; but off the mountain. During that time they had met nor seen no one else. It was like they were the last people on earth; a thought that had occurred in each of their minds but had never been spoken aloud. That night as they camped in the relative luxury of a nearly intact Ranger cabin, the tingling sensations seemed to return to most of the group. Evan was one of the few who did not seem to be experiencing these secondary sensations. While the rest speculated and rested, Evan went searching for anything that was edible. Luck was with Evan and by extension, to the whole group. He had only traveled two hundred yards from the cabin, when he came across a large deer. Like the humans, it was injured but it had survived; at least it had until a thirty-pound rock hit it in the head with all the force the two hundred and sixty pound man could put behind it from a range of ten feet. Hardly surprising, one of its injuries was that its hearing was damaged by the blast. The eight survivor's hearing had also been damaged, but they hadn't realized it since it equally applied to all of them. They had just been talking or yelling that much louder to make up for the loss. The deer never knew what hit it. Evan spent thirty minutes gutting out the animal. He then quartered it and grabbing a rear haunch, headed back to the cabin. Gloria and two of the men, including Enrique, took the fresh meat and began to further butcher it into something that would be dinner. Meanwhile Evan and two of the other men went back to get the rest of the meat. Sharon, the other woman in the group and Christopher, a technician and the youngest member of the group, worked together on building a fire. Seldom, if ever in the history of mankind, had roasted venison ever been more appreciated. They gorged themselves until it was questionable if someone, most likely Evan, would burst. No one burst, but shortly after finishing the meal, they all fell into a very deep sleep that bordered on drug induced. Chapter 4 I don't think we're in Kansas anymore Toto. Enrique woke from his sleep to an eerily quiet environment. He gently wiped eyes full of grit, much like when buried under the remnants of the control center back on the mountain; but this time it was the accumulation of dried mucus and not dirt. Tears followed, triggered by the wiping, that cleared rapidly blinking eyes. Enrique's senses explored the environment of the Ranger cabin and came to the conclusion that it was empty except for Enrique. It was during this exploration, that basic biology made itself known: a very full bladder. The wobbling, unbalanced walk to the toilet was only ten meters, but it could have been ten kilometers for the effort it took. With eyes only partially open, Enrique took hold of the manhood protruding from his underwear and directed a fire hose stream into the porcelain basin accompanied with a heartfelt sigh of relief. With the reflex of countless similar bathroom experiences after flushing the toilet, Enrique went to wash his hands and when once this mundane task was completed, looked at his reflection in the mirror that had somehow survived the pressure wave intact. The high, piercing scream trumpeted within the cabin and out into the surrounding landscape. Looking back from the mirror was not the rugged masculine face that so many millions of television viewers would recognize, but rather the soft features of a teenaged girl - complete with two hemispherical bulges showing under the maroon and gold USC T-shirt that could only be C-cup breasts. Enrique did the only thing a self-respecting girl in this situation could do - she fainted. ***** "You just are going to have to accept the facts, you're a girl now, Ricki; just one with something extra," the patronizing voice of the therapist droned in the background. Something extra, indeed. Ricki's body was now devoid of hair below the eyebrows and eyelashes, silky smoothness flowed from one rounded shape to another until it reached a surprising protuberance: a 10" ramrod of manhood, when erect, that surmounted a very feminine cleft - feminine enough to bleed every 28 days. The aftermath of the Event, as the popular press described it, was giving rise to a new civilization and associated culture - one much more based on the individual than gender; which was a good thing as there were now effectively five genders. ***** Now dear readers of Fictionmania, it is up to you to describe and explore this new world - it's a wide-open playing field with endless possibilities. The "rules" follow which need to be followed. Note: while the events in this new universe obviously have not yet taken place, 2004 MN4 is a real object and it will come real close to the Earth in April 2029 - so the events depicted in this story may actually happen. We'll just have to wait out the intervening eighteen years to see if reality is stranger than fiction. You don't believe me about 2004 MN4? Check out the URL noted in Chapter 1 - you may not believe me, but NASA does! One last thing: I encourage you to use any character in this story within the confines of your own adventures - except one. Ricki is mine! ?Appendix? Methodology of Change Asteroid 2004 MN4 was primarily composed largely of silicate rock (85%) with the remainder being highly concentrated intrusions of iridium, niobium, and small quantities of transuranium elements. Under normal circumstances, i.e. without being exposed to multiple and nearly simultaneous nuclear detonations at close range, MN4's composition would not have been able to produce the effects noted during the Event. Once the above noted explosions occurred, a rapid decay of the transuranics began. This decay was accompanied by localized and spontaneous fusion within the decay products and surrounding iridium and niobium, resulting in the emission of previously unknown sub-atomic particles. Subsequent investigation regarding these newly observed sub-atomic particles revealed one, in high enough concentrations, that could produce the observed phenomenon of the Event. This particle became known as the Zeta Particle due to its causal effect regarding the establishment of the Z chromosome in the human population. Region Effected: A path extending 2000 km to either side of the ground track results in the full effect of the Zeta Particle upon susceptible species. For a range of an additional 1500 km the effects vary from full exposure to roughly 30% expected exposure. Beyond this range, there are very few instances of changes occurring. Note: for a range of 325 km (roughly 200 miles) to either side of the ground track the pressure wave causes massive physical damage akin to a nuclear detonation. If someone survives from within that area, then the gender effects will also be noted; but few survive. Life in marine (salt water) environments is affected in direct relation to its depth within the water. From the surface to a depth of 100 meters, the life form will receive 100% of the effect. From 100 to 200 meters, the life form will receive 90% of the effect; and so on. Anything below 1000 meters will be unaffected. Fresh water increases depths noted above by 17%. The hull of a submarine provides a 10% reduction from Zeta Particle effects. Areas that are totally not affected by the altering of genders include the continents of Australia (and New Zealand), Africa, South America and most of the middle east (excluding the northern parts of Iran). Coastal flooding naturally takes place as does a flooding of Antarctica. This latter will ultimately cause more ice to form in the southern polar regions resulting in an eventual lowering of the worlds oceans by about half a meter. The nuclear winter scenario becomes a distinct probability. Mechanics of Change for the event: A normal X chromosome consists of four telomeres joined together at the centromere; a normal Y chromosome is in effect a X chromosome that is missing one telomere. High Speed Zeta Particles, when colliding with the chromosomes within the cellular nucleus weaken the centromere junction of chromosome pair 23 and in some cases cause one of the telomeres to split much as it would during meiosis resulting in an extra telomere within the cellular nucleus. If a Y chromosome is present in the cellular nucleus, the free telomere will join with it. This joining will either produce a normal X chromosome or if the centromere junction was weakened sufficiently during the Zeta Particle collision, it will form a Z chromosome. The Z chromosome does not have a central, and traditional, centromere junction joining the telomeres, but rather the four telomeres are joined end-to-end. The effect is random within each individual and equally within each cell of that individual. Depending on the final proportions of the pairings (XX, XY, ZZ, etc.) the ultimate and final gender is determined based upon the highest concentration of any one genetic pairing. Once this highest genetic pairing is determined (concentrations of specific proteins associated with each type of paring), it takes several hours or even days for the immune system to synthesize enough Gender T-Cells to reorder the entire body's genetic structure. Once a sufficient number of T-Cells are produced, the person falls into a deep sleep that may extend 10 days or more. Body temperature will be slightly elevated, but respirations, pulse and EEG activity will be significantly reduced. When the person awakens, the physical gender changes will be complete. The person will be very hungry, due to the energy expended in making the change. Lack of sufficient food at this point will result in death. During the event, the YY chromosome combination is a result of the Zeta Particle stripping away one of the pre-existing telomeres from an X chromosome instead of the production of an extra telomere. This stripped telomere dies. If it is the telomere that normally is missing to produce a normal Y chromosome, the individual will be potentially viable. If on the other hand, it is one of the other three telomeres, the individual will die during the deep sleep phase of the transformation. During the initial exposure all persons with X chromosomes suffer from a latent damage to the centromeres that can result in the telomere that differentiates the X from the Y chromosomes to become fragile. This fragility manifests itself in their offspring by the expected X chromosome transmuting into a Y chromosome at the time of fertilization resulting in a YY pairing. Because of the missing DNA, the resulting embryo is seldom viable and will frequently self-abort or be stillborn. Approximately 10% of the population not killed by the blast effect and that is within the effected zone, will not be affected by the Zeta Particles and therefore does not undergo any gender re-assignment. Species Affected: All primates are affected. 20% of all primate life dies as a result (within the effected/irradiated zones) due to various issues, mostly related to age and certain genetic weaknesses that cannot survive the stress of transition. Transition also affects cetaceans (whales, dolphins, etc.) and many bird species but the mortality rate is lower - on the order of 5%. Few other Mammalian species are affected. Reptiles, insects, invertebrates, arachnids, fish, crustaceans and mollusks are unaffected. Human Gender Proportions - Surviving the Event Gender Population rate Yy = Neuter 3.8% Xy = male 20.0% Xx = female 20.0% Xz = shemale 15.4% Yz = shemale 15.4% Zz = hermaphrodite 15.4% In the above table, transition related deaths are not noted; only the end result of the living/surviving individuals. Physical size/mass changes required by the new gender affect the time the individual remains in the transitional deep sleep and as noted prior, if energy to transition exceed available bodily resources, that individual dies. Since this is a very individual and random process, it is impossible to numerically quantify. Note: It is possible for a female before the event to be male afterwards and vice versa. Human Gender - Born after the Event Normal genetics determines gender for births after the event; i.e. each parent providing one chromosome to create a pair. As noted above, the YY Neuter results in the decay of a fragile X chromosome in what would have otherwise been a XY or male; although in rare cases a Neuter is possible if both XX chromosomes decay in what would have been a female. This fragile X is a hereditary condition and does pass on through the generations as a recessive. Approximately 5% of XY conceptions become YY (0.01% for XX). Gender Details Neuters Pronoun: neut (pronounced newt) Only 25% of Neuters live when born and if they do survive birth, they nearly always die with the onset of puberty (less than 1/2 of 1% live to adulthood). To put this into numbers, out of every 100,000 births, 6 will grow up to be adult Neuters. This is caused by a congenital defect in the pituitary gland that degrades until the brain stem is killed - there is no medical repair or cure possible. They have no external genitalia other than a urethral opening where natal females would naturally occur excluding any labia. Their crotches are completely smooth until the anus is reached and they experience no sexual pleasure from contact or stimulation of any kind. The few neuters that survived the event, and were adult prior, have a life expectancy of well over two hundred years. Stature is the most frail of any of the human species with average height being five feet even and weighing ninety pound. Adult neuters have high child-like voices. Neuters do not develop female breasts; in fact, they do not even have the vestigial breasts that men/boys have - just smooth skin across the chest. They are nearly as intelligent as non-sexual shemales ? see below. Male Pronoun: him Males tend now to be "more male" than before: more body hair, heavier stature and musculature, taller, etc. Penis size has not been affected in any respect from pre-event norms, nor has libido; sperm counts however are now nearly double and the sperm produced is much more viable when compared to pre-event norms. Female Pronoun: her Females are unchanged in any respect from pre-event norms. Shemale Pronoun: shele (pronounced shell) Shemales have breasts within the naturally occurring range for natal women trending towards the larger end of the spectrum, but anything is possible. They are also noted for having large nipples, comparatively small areolas. Shemales also have at least a 10" long, 2" diameter penis without any testicles or scrotum - just a smooth, very, sensitive area between the root and anus. Urination is through the penis as in a natal male. Rubbing the area between the penis and anus gives stimulation very much like that of the clitoris in a natal female and is easily brought to orgasm (without ejaculation) by this means. Ejaculate is clear to slightly milky in color without any sperm. It smells slightly of maple and also has a slightly sweet taste. It also contains pheromones that greatly increase sexual desire in their partners and acts as an aphrodisiac to the shemale as well. Without DNA testing, it is impossible to tell a XZ from a YZ Shemale. Shemales are not able to reproduce although, if they do not give in to their pheromones or other temptations, as noted below, they are the most intelligent of the genders. Once they start experiencing frequent sexual activity/orgasms, their only thought becomes that of sexual acts. Chastity belt use is common to prevent any accidental orgasms. Sexual activity (orgasm) more frequent than once a month will cause the irrevocable loss of intelligence with an average resulting IQ of 60. Hermaphrodites Pronoun: herm Hermaphrodites when dressed appear to be fully female. Undressed, it becomes obvious that they are "special" having both a penis and vagina. Incorporated into the labia, which are slightly thicker than a female, are a series of tubes that perform the function of producing sperm like testes but without any testosterone production associated by the normal male gonad. Piercings of hermaphrodite labia are seldom performed due to the risk of (male) sterility; however a vertical hood piercing, if properly done, provides simultaneous stimulation to both the penis and clitoris and is very popular. Externally, hermaphrodites have a clitoris that is located about a half inch from the base of the penis. With the clitoris being lower in relation to the pelvic bone than females, hermaphrodites display a slightly smaller aspect of their external genitalia than do females. Due to the relocation of the clitoris there is no room for the normal female urethral opening; urine is passed through the penis. Penis size will vary within the normal range for pre-event natal males, as does the size of the clitoris fall within the range of pre-event natal females. Hermaphrodites are fully fertile sexual partners capable of getting pregnant as well as getting either another hermaphrodite or female pregnant. As in males, hermaphrodites must be erect in order to ejaculate. As a result, it is impossible for a hermaphrodite to have sexual intercourse with hermself. Internally, with the exception of the urethra, their physiology is consistent with females. Breast size and nipple/areola configuration fall within pre- event female norms. Height tends to be taller by four inches than typical female along with proportionate increase in median weight and strength. Sexual performance, capability and response are also normal relative to the genitalia being used. Having sex both as a man and woman simultaneously is utterly mind blowing and can result in the hermaphrodite falling into a state of torpor for up to sixteen hours where they relive the experience. It is very addictive. Coming down from the state of torpor, results in a world-class case of the munchies. Side Effects of the Combined USA/Russia Nuclear Detonation Regrettably, all life previously existing in Iceland and Greenland (combined human population estimated at 357,000) was killed as a direct result of the 150 individual warhead detonations. Along with this direct loss of life, much of the sea life for 1000 km was killed. The tsunami that resulted from the blasts significantly affected the western coastlines of Europe and the British Isles. Coastal damage was reported as far south as Brazil in South America. The Eastern seaboard of the United States and Canada, especially the latter, there was notable damage to coastal facilities, cities and populations. It is estimated by the UN commission for 2004 MN4 affairs that 1.5 million people were killed directly in the nuclear blast and resulting tsunami. Another 500,000 died in Europe as the radioactive fallout spread contamination; 250,000 in Asia. The experienced number of birth defects was nowhere near what had been seen in the region surrounding Chernobyl, Ukraine or in the aftermath of the Hiroshima and Nagasaki blasts that ended World War II. Theories suggest that the detonations resulting in the ultimate fragmentation of 2004MN4 increased the Zeta Particle emissions to a level that repaired cellular damage caused by the primary radiation, thus lowering the subsequent birth defects. However, since this phenomenon has only been noted in the first generation that was either in vitro or conceived directly in the aftermath of the exposure, further monitoring will be required for several generations.