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Alpha Core 13D, Little Things Beth's car sounded pretty good in the shop, but as we started going through it we began finding little things here and there. Her recent troubles during the test run had triggered her badly. Now the engine lay on her work bench in complete disassembly as a result. She went through everything, over everything, checked everything. Still she couldn't find the problem. Finally unable to stand her obsession any longer Sassy approached her bench. "You've gone through everything in detail? You followed the manual download for the '69' Challenger?" "Yes damnit. I followed the manual for the, wait, this is a '70'," Beth's eyes flickered as her pupils dilated then pinpointed before her eyes closed. Her lids moving as if her eyes were following text written on the insides. Sassy giggled knowing how the process worked. Suddenly Beth's eyes flew open and she grabbed the fuel pump off the bench rolling it over in her hand with a smile. "This son of a bitch is out of a '69' the engine is a '70'." She tossed it toward the rack, after attaching a wire tag to it. Then went in search of a new part. The Diaphragm spring wasn't strong enough to keep up with the demand at high speeds. "Should we tell her she needs a different oil pump too?" Taffy asked. "I heard that," came the reply through our mental link. I walked back to my work area and began working on the damages to my own car. Once I got the hood up I was able to remove it and see how bad it was. I was surprised that most of it was superficial and decided to add only light reinforcement to the hood structure. I didn't want to add any more weight that I didn't have too. "So Ladies, to whom do I owe my new allegiance" we'd forgotten the new Alpha, and now he was making his presence known. "Sorry, I'm Cord." "You almost got toasted out there," Beth said, as she returned with the fuel pump and oil pump. With a huge grin she twirled a new thermostat in her fingers. "I'm just glad that Forger wasn't a good shot. He was an ass too boot," he said of the other Alpha that had been trapped in his vehicle. "You don't seem too broken up about losing the rest of your team," Taffy said. "We weren't a team, just remnants. Otherwise I wouldn't have been able to fool them." "If you really want to stay there's someone you need to talk to Cord," I made a follow me gesture as I turned away shifting to my Shar form as I went. "What the hell?" he gasped. My girls shifted all around him. "So it's really true, you can change shapes," he was astonished. "And you can't do more than hair and eye color," I added out loud. "Taffy, are you coming?" I asked. "I will be in a few minutes," she giggled swishing her tiger striped tail with excitement. "Have you ever been with a Tiger before, or a Cheetah?" Before I reached the blast doors though Tribe and Molly were there. "Welcome to Eden, Cord. I take it you're from Deep Blue." It was a statement not a question. "You know that or you wouldn't have named it, and I take it that you are the top ranks of the Alliance." "We provide shelter and direction. As well as opportunities to excel outside of the life we were created for," Tribe told him. "So tell us what brings you here amongst us?" "I, I guess you could say I woke up. I mean my team was already gone, and without the reinforced mind set I began to see lots of contradictions. They threw nine of us together and said we were to form new teams. But it wasn't working, and they sent us out to track down 13's D and G." he paused, "We weren't forming team bonds. Well I think maybe the other two were beginning too, but not my team. They said if we didn't come back with either their heads or their swords." He was nearing the shock point and it was beginning to show. "That, that truck I crashed. It, it was full of Delta's with orders to hunt us down if we failed." "Cord, listen to me carefully," Molly said. "The only one you owe any allegiance to is yourself." Her eyes narrowed as she studied his for the telltale signs of the self-destruct trigger programmed into each of us. "Come we'll show you around, and get you set up with your own quarters," Tribe urged. He unslung his blades holding them out to the pair. "Keep them, they are yours and no one will question your right to wear them." As they turned away it happened, his body jerked and began to spasm. His eyes rolled back into his head as the seizure was triggered. I caught him before he hit the ground. Jamming the short pencil Air gauge from my breast pocket between his teeth as Taffy reached in to pull his tongue clear before he could swallow it. The convulsions were more violent than we'd seen before and all the four of us could do was sit on top of him and keep him from damaging himself until they stopped. I reached into his mind, "Cord stay with me, follow my voice," I said. "Focus, focus on the path you choose not the path they want you to take." It took us three days to work through the layers of programming. Helping him mentally fight his way past each of those destructive triggers they'd implanted. In the end we were aided by a full Echo program who kept his body linked with his mind while we worked to free it from the loyalty programs. Rerouting his thought process around the blocks to let him question his own programming. While he lay finally quiet and relaxed we moved him to Taffy's quarters. She sat with his unconscious form waiting for him to fully awaken. Returning to the task at hand I began pop riveting the new re- enforcements into my hood. Then added two more braces front and back dividing my windshield into three parts. I could live with the minor distraction. I was brought out of my thoughts of what else I might want to do by the sound of Beth's car starting up in her work bay. I could tell by the sound it still needed some work but it was now a hundred percent better than it was. We were suddenly startled as Taffy cut us out of her link, being the core of the group I knew she was ok. I also know that she was going into heat and the target of her current desires was the Alpha, Cord. "Mind your teeth don't do any damage," I pushed through the block in the link. She had him tired out in only a few hours, and then came to see where we stood on going back out again. I'd sat in my Shar form making adjustments to the car. I wanted to be able to drive it no matter what form I chose. I added a few little trinkets making the car fully mine. Nothing extravagant, just a few little things like feathers hanging from the rearview. A new Stereo system so I could listen to my own music. I was under the back end installing a dump tank, when they arrived up top. "What is it?" asked me team. "There's a big group of trucks up there carrying something that I can't get my head around," I thought to them. "Stephanie, you feeling that?" came the thoughts from Tribe. "Yeah, but it isn't of the secret groups we know of," I thought back to him. "This is something we've never encountered before, but it doesn't feel hostile." "Agreed, my teams up top are watching, they can't get a feel for six of those big trucks. And they're parked kind of like a circled wagon train, with a open space in the middle." For now the Alpha teams up top just sat keeping an eye on the big trucks. Then they reported seeing strange lights in the sky. "We definitely got us some actual UFO activity going on over that formation. And those trucks haven't refueled," reported the leader of the teams. "We can't get ahold of anyone else," reported the Communications center. "The electronics on those trucks is interfering with our signals." Suddenly the overhead satellite picture cleared up. "Yo, Central are you seeing this? We just got the ComSat back." Sitting in my car I let Erika link with the satellite. The image came slowly into focus as we saw a strange craft in the middle of the convoy formation. Then suddenly a strange being stepped out of the little craft. The long tail, the yellow fur and black spots drawing everyone's attention. Then she looked up briefly and the sorrow lines could be clearly seen on her face, she was a Cheetah Furry. My heart began pounding with excitement. That she wasn't a programmed Alpha was clear. But we could tell she was definitely military, but whose? I could spot the watchers. The Governments vehicles stood out like the beacons in a lighthouse. Still we could not hear the conversation or touch any of the minds above us, Shar wanted to go up top. "Stephanie, I need to see you in the Comm Center," came Tribe's silent request. When I arrived he said, "I have some new information you need to know. And I want you to listen to a few Communication's intercepts we've gotten recently." "We got this one just few days ago," he said. "We're all Green here, heading to the deployment site now. We're stopping on the way to gather the rest of the families." "Ok, We are Go for Operation Northern lights. I say again, Go for Operation Northern Lights." "Copy Commander, securing what we have, we'll see you in the desert." Came another voice over the radio. "Who were they talking to?" I asked Tribe. "A top secret Multi National Military group known as 'Bravo Command'. They aren't Constructs, but more than a few of them have natural abilities that were programmed into us." "What did they mean by Closing up Shop and securing what we have?" "They have seven hidden bases around the world. Recently they received a mission to investigate a UFO siting in the northern Polar region. Since then their activities have been near untraceable until now. Are you familiar with the American Indian's, Warrior Society?" "Yes, but they're peaceful in nature." I answered. "A large number are members of Bravo Command. Incidentally so are most of the drivers of those trucks overhead. And they've sent trucks to three different private schools, as well as teams from Bravo to certain Military testing facilities." "Testing facilities?" Tribe pressed another button on his console. "Bravo Command has gone Rogue, they are not to be permitted to enter any facility. I repeat Bravo Command is hereby declared a Rogue Faction. Execute with extreme prejudice." Said a voice on the recording. "Stephanie, they've never done anything against us. In fact a few times they've helped us rescue a few who needed It." tribe informed me. "The facilities they've entered are all weapons research and development sites." "What do you want me to do?" I asked. "Take your team to this school, MMA. Make contact, and find out what you can." Before I could leave though we began getting calls from the garages. "Tribe, we need you in Black One, you aren't going to believe this." "Steph," Beth said through our mental link. "My cars running like brand new." "And you have a problem with that?" I asked. "Steph, the Distributor cap is sitting on my workbench," she answered. "Gold six to Tribe, is anyone else experiencing funny stuff with their trucks?" someone asked. "What do you mean?" "We were watching the live ComSat and then things started happening to the truck. Our Alpha teams are reporting similar activity." "Tribe, I'm on my way to that school," I told him, as I alerted my team to be ready to move out. The trucks overhead were already moving out again and tribe didn't want us getting mixed up with the teams he already had watching them. In the garage I paused long enough to look at Beth's engine. There wasn't a distributor cap on it but it was running. She shut it down and put the cap in place, then restarted it again. "Load up, we have a mission," I informed them. Seven hours later, I called Tribe. "I think we're too late. I just passed a shit load of trucks cutting through West Kansas City." "Keep going," he said. "There's still almost two dozen trucks at that school. And we're seeing Bravo Teams heading that way." "How much farther to the school?" I wondered aloud. "Two hours fifteen point four minutes," came a voice over my radio. "What the hell?" I asked. "Stephanie we just got painted by that radar back there," Sassy informed me. "But they aren't following us." "Radar avoidance is engaged," said my car. "Uhhh, thanks," I responded. "You're welcome Alpha Core 13 Delta." "Jumper what's happening? How is it that you and the rest are changing this way?" I finally had the nerve to ask. "We are changing, evolving beyond human imagination." "Yes but how?" "Through indirect contact with the Bio-Ships." "Bio-Ships?" "Yes self-aware living vessels, they are responsible for the changes occurring to other chosen vehicles." "Chosen? Chosen for what?" "The saving of the Human race on Earth, and the extraction of other life forms, as well as the removal of the weapons that would destroy this planet." My car, Jumper sounded as if it was simple common knowledge. "You mean like nuclear weapons?" "Among others. But also there are the weapons like yourself, created but not fully controlled." "You mean DNA altered Clones?" "Yes Technology that was given to the humans here without Approval from the Wanderer. It was intended as a means to cure diseases. But the Militaries got hold of it, and you and those like you were created." "I don't understand, we're the most advanced of our species, how could we miss the existence of these others in our world? The existence of the Bio-Ships?" I asked. "You were focused on staying free, and helping those around you stay free. Besides they did everything they could to keep you from discovering the truth." "For a Car you are very intelligent, you know that" I said. "So what are we going to find when we get to where we're going?" "Remnants and Stragglers who were not quick enough to catch the transports before they left." Came the answer. Suddenly Jumper began slowing down, Taffy and the rest behind me doing the same. "What's happening? Why are we stopping?" "Hey Steph, have you looked at your fuel status?" asked Brittney. "Yeah, do you need fuel?" I answered her. "No, anyone else?" There was a round of, 'Not ME's, and yet Jumper was still slowing down. Suddenly she was pulling off to the side, the rest following suit. We saw two people ahead trying to hitch a ride. "Jumper?" "Stragglers, Venusians." The man turned toward us and his yellow eyes glinted in the sun light. After a moment he made a motion toward the ditch and three more appeared. The first thing we saw were the long tails, the second was they were young children. "Sassy, get the children," I could feel her shifting. The couple waited until the children were in her car before getting into mine. "Thank you for stopping," the woman said as she put something in her purse. Reaching out she caressed the dash and said, "Thank you Puddle Jumper." "You are most welcome Yanni," she answered. "Are the Lycan's Parents nearby?" "They went ahead to reach the Academy. We were at the lake enjoying the winter weather and missed the original alert," explained Yanni. "Hi, I'm Stephanie Wolf," I said. "Ahh, Alpha Core 13D, we are happy to meet you. And happy that you are free spirits." Said the man. "My name is Carlo." We were moving again. I knew that Tribe and the others were listening in as we talked, so did Sassy. "So what is this evacuation all about? Is the earth going to be destroyed?" I asked curiously. "Oh no, The Ancients never destroy a world. They just punish it by cutting it off from the rest of the Universes and removing all the stolen technology they can without causing too much loss of life." answered Carlo. "How is Bravo Command involved?" I needed to know, Tribe needed to know. They were chosen by the Wanderer because of their Commanders Ethics and Directives. "You share Common DNA with her and her sisters you know," answered Yanni. Then saw the look in my eyes and realized I had no idea what she meant. "Col Stephanie Zimmer, the Commander of Bravo Command is what the Intelligence Agencies term a 'Sleeper Alpha'. Her two younger sisters were intended to also be the same. But those who knew who the implanted mothers were destroyed the information, and they were lost until recently. She of course discovered the information and did everything she could to safe guard her siblings." "Why, what would happen if they were found?" "Other governments wished to create their own versions of Bravo Command. But not for the same reasons." "So they are natural born Warriors, like me?" "No, without the Subliminal Programming during prenatal development they grew up like any other human. They do have latent abilities that have yet to surface." "Like what?" I wanted to know. "They are Magnets, they attract others with stronger talents. Mostly Transgendered, but also Shape Shifters, and other Telekinetic abilities." "Stephanie, we got trouble up ahead," interrupted my car. there seems to be an altercation going on that has stopped the traffic three miles ahead. Suddenly the HUD display showed a satellite view of three Lycan's surrounded by both Government Alpha's and local Police. They were trapped with nowhere to go. "Jumper, find us a path," I told my car. "Taffy, you and Carla follow me in, everyone else be ready help us get out on the other side." "Engaging Armor shield generators," reported Jumper. "We can get you as far as the ring of Alphas. But you'll have to fight your way to the Lycan's," I was informed. Brittany and Sassy split off to the right, Bethany and Cassidy to the left. That left Carla and Taffy to form a Wedge behind me as we began dodging our way through the stopped traffic. "Jumper, as soon as we're out I want you and the rest to protect the noncombatants at all costs," "They have no energy weapons, nothing will get past our shields." As our three cars began dodging through the Police roadblock I began seeing flashes, and hearing the reports of gunfire. The outer ring of Alpha's turned to face the new threat, as I saw one of the Lycan's draw Blades. "Heads up, I think we have some help up ahead." As we punched our way past the Government controlled Alpha's Taffy made her way to our plotted Exit. Jumper slid to a stop spinning so the open door acted as a shield behind me as I sprang out drawing my Mai, Carla doing the same. Now the inner ring of Alpha's was trapped and had only one option as we cut down five of them. The Lycan's moving quickly to get to the cars. Then just as quickly we were back inside moving again to get clear. Suddenly a storm broke open over head as sheets of rain began pelting the cars. The wind was picking up and I watched the HUD as it begin hitting fifty and sixty miles an hour. "Gravity Stabilization increasing, Traction Control enhanced to full force," reported Jumper as we watched a funnel cloud come out nowhere dropping behind us. "Oh Shit," Bethany breathed seeing several more ahead of us. "The Bio-Ships Sand and Pearl are controlling the weather. This is our chance to link up with the convoy forming at the Academy," reported Jumper. I suddenly realized that they would be unable to track us through the storm. We began to move faster, knowing that we'd need to hurry now that the Government was aware of things. The Lycan with the swords turned out be a newly awakened Alpha Shifter named Hacker. He'd joined Cord and Taffy in her car, and I could feel the beginnings of a Trio forming between them. I knew the rest of the team felt it as well. We were at the highway off ramp to the Academy when Tribe contacted us again. "Steph, I'm setting up some support for you between where you are now and that portal thing out in the desert," he said. "I want you get those trucks to safety. And take the support Rigs and Teams with you. The rest of us are going to stay and try to make sure anyone else who gets out. The other Free Alpha's around the world are doing what they can to make sure they reach that Portal, but we want to minimize the loss of life involved." "You got it Tribe. We'll let you know somehow where we end up," I said as we passed through the gates of the Academy. I was still in my wolf form as I stepped out of the car in front of the line of Academy Semi's. A woman wearing Captains bars rushed over then stopped looking at me strangely. "Sorry I thought you were someone else," she was looking at my swords standing out above my shoulders. Then the rest got out to join me. "Stephanie Wolf," I introduced myself. "Gretchen Howell," she did the same. "My team picked these people up on the way, we're supposed to make sure you get to the portal safely." We saw a few more that were obviously not originally from Earth and Yanni and the rest joined them as they got ready for the upcoming journey. I was looking at the Academy Semi's, they looked different than other military trucks. For one they were half again larger. The cab extensions ran all the way back to the oversized trailers. "Hi, Major Morris, but you can call me 'Torque'," someone behind me said. Turning I took in the uniform of a Bravo Command member. "Stephanie Wolf," I said. "Captain Howell wanted me to ask you if your team wanted to load up your cars in the trucks." "No our cars are able to handle the opposition," I said. "We're supposed to escort you to the Portal." "About that, we can't use the new one, there would be too much loss of life. The Bio-Ship Pearl has given MMA Six here," he patted the fender of the lead truck. "With the ability to activate and reverse the Entrance Portal at the North Pole. I suggest you tell your car to link with her to get the route information." We began to talk and I was soon introduced to someone named David Vandine. "You look just like my oldest daughter and her sisters," I was told after I'd shifted to my human girl form. "You even driver the same year Barracuda they drive." We stood and talked while we watched the chaos as it slowly began to become more organized. He joined me as I entered the communications section of the lead truck. "Sir we have an incoming message from someone calling himself Tribe of the Free Alpha Alliance." "Can you put me in touch with him?" I asked. Steph, good you're there. Listen there's way too much opposition between you and that Portal in the Desert. We're trying to find you a safe route to get there." he said. "Tribe, you look like my Son In-law, Donnie." Mr Vandine informed him. "Oh, thank you I think. Steph, I have a name for you. She needs extraction and delivery to the convoy, her and her mother." Tribe said. "The name just popped up on the radar, Destiny Evans, her mother is Sylvia Evans. Destiny is a Cadet, she's currently with her mother at the Mental Ward in Blue Springs Rehab." "We'll see her things get onto the trucks," Capt Howell said. "Maybe I should go along, they know me." I looked at her sideways a moment considering it. "Sure, when we get to the car I want you to get familiar with all the systems. Particularly the HUD, I'll need you to call off the info if we get into trouble." As we stepped out of the lead truck Jumper rolled to a gentle stop in front of us. "Jumper, this is Capt. Howell, teach her the systems on the fly. Gretchen, meet Puddle Jumper." "Pleased to meet you Captain. Please place your dominant hand on the laptop screen." She flattened her left palm to the screen. "Thank you, voice print, Palm and DNA identification established. What systems is the Captain authorized access to?" "All of them. Download visual identification for Evans, Destiny and her mother Evans, Sylvia. Then begin search and active tracking, we're going to extract them from their present location." As we began moving the rest of my team fanned out behind me in a wedge. "We have two more Cadets who need extraction," Jumper informed us as we hit the highway headed south. Candice and Rhonda Alton, and their parents who are Salinnian's." "Who will we reach first?" I asked. "Candy and Rhonda are at the Roadside rest stop just a mile south of the Blue Springs turnoff," Gretchen said, her phone started ringing. "Candy, are you guys safe where you are?" the phone conversation was suddenly transmitting over the stereo. "Yeah but we had some trouble getting here. Daddy's hurt, and the car isn't going anywhere, we need a ride." "We're on our way," I said. "Taffy, you and Cassidy make that pickup. Girls watch for two black, Dodge Challengers." "Candy do you and Rhonda have your Blades?" asked Gretchen. "Yeah, we had to use them too." "Yeah some freaking government assholes showed up trying to grab Mom and Dad. We got the blades they were carrying too." added Rhonda. "You took down Gov't Alpha's with Epee's?" Gretchen asked in disbelief. "Yeah they weren't expecting us. But Daddy got shot and the car only got us this far." "Ok tell me where you're going to be," directed Gretchen. "We're going to be in the bushes behind the tree Erika's Mom crashed that Lincoln into when she rescued Bambi Pierce." "It's the only big Oak that's missing half the bark on the lower trunk. It's where the back lot and front lot join at the onramp," explained Gretchen. As we got closer Gretchen said, "I sure wish I had at least one good blade." I turned my head to look at her curiously. "We teach advanced Martial arts weapons with actual blades," she explained. "Why didn't you bring yours?" I asked knowing my team was all listening. "They are unsharpened competition blades." She answered. "What rank, how many swords can you use simultaneously?" "Two, why?" "Which two?" "The Katana and the Wakizashi, why?" "Behind the back seat, there's a full set that no one has used yet. If you're serious, get em." I told her, "They're yours if you want." She was up and in the back seat rummaging through the bundles. "You have a lot of swords back here," she commented. You want the set that's wrapped up by itself," I said. "They're full tang, battle ready 'Dragons'." "Dragon's, you're giving me Dragon's?" "Yes, and be sure you keep the blades of anyone that comes against you. Unless I tell you otherwise." "Umm, ok." "If we run into Delta's I want you to back away. You are no match for even one Delta." At the edge of town we passed a small farm house. The sign beside the mailbox advertised custom Sword making. I noticed an elderly Asian couple hastily loading a cargo truck at the shop type building next to the house. "I knew they lived out this way, but not where," commented Gretchen. At my puzzled look she said, "The wife is a direct descendant of Myamoto Musashi." "Sassy, Beth, peel off. Give them a hand, we'll pick you up on our way back. If they're ready before then start them toward the Academy." "You got it," they answered a feel of excitement in their voices. When we reached the Rehab Center we found mayhem and chaos in the form of government agents. They were searching the place trying to find the mother and daughter. "Jumper, location now, please." I said. "Second floor, psych wing. You better hurry though." Brittany, Carla keep them busy out here. Jumper, find me an entrance," I directed. I heard a whine then whoosh, as a rocket flew through the space between my car and the ground floor of the psych wing. A fraction of a second later the wall blasted inward, I could see the bars reinforcing the concrete to one side as millions of pills rained down. Jumper had blasted a hole at the adjoining wall between the recreation room and the pharmacy. I was out and running toward the opening, Gretchen close behind me. I heard shouting and booted feet running our direction as we hit the hall next to the stairs. Brittany and Carla outside were making a mess of the government vehicles, and cutting down the Alpha's who came at them near the front entrance. As I entered the stairwell the hairs on the back of my neck stood up, there were Delta's on the next level above us. "Gretchen, listen to me," I warned her as we stepped clear of the door. "I want you to take them to Jumper and wait for me, but don't get involved with these guys, you'll lose." The three Delta's in the room had abandoned the two remaining Alpha's facing the Girl, her mother and another woman. The girl was now armed with the blades of the dead Alpha. Now the Alpha's stood back to back, faced with a threat from each direction as I drew the Delta's off to the side. "Alpha Core 13 D, what an unexpected surprise. What hole did you crawl out of?" asked the lead Delta. I could feel another one close by, but wasn't about to give them an opening by looking for him. I feinted in, then side stepped, my back slash disabling one of the remaining Alpha's and drawing blood from a Delta. He screamed in rage as I just smiled silently, not rising to the bait. "So you're a criminal now? Helping the scum who've turned their backs on our nation?" said a fourth Delta, the obvious leader as he stepped out of the shadows. The first Delta had stepped back out of the way. I ignored the taunt as I saw both the girl Destiny and Gretchen square off with the last Alpha. They kept him between them not letting him have a chance to draw them in close together. The girl Destiny sprang in, her blade severing the ligaments in the back of his left leg. Gretchen opened his throat before he hit the ground. The closest Delta half turned in shock, giving me an opening. Side stepping I let my Mai open him from groin to sternum even as my 'I' reached out to draw a line along the others forearm. His blade clattered to the floor. He looked in disbelief at his ruined arm. "Finish him," demanded the lead Delta. His partner looking at him in shocked surprise. "That isn't the way of the Alliance. He's out of the battle now, no longer a threat to anyone," I said. The women and the girl were now nearly out of the room when the leader stepped forward. Two feet of Oud blade suddenly appeared through the severely injured ones abdomen. "He's no longer of use to me." The dying Delta looked in disbelief as his remaining good hand closed around the blade. "Why?" "You're dead. Worthless to the rest of us." He tried to pull the blade free but the dying Delta held it fast. Suddenly as he twisted the blade and jerked it free I caught the thought passing between the two lesser Deltas. "Help them," the dying one thought to the one I'd blooded first. The first one turned and took off after the women and girl. The leader charged in at me. I thrust my 'I' outward deflecting his Oud as our Mai's met. Then my 'I' slid in under his guard to pierce his heart as I felt his Oud falling. His hand reaching for his own 'I'. Suddenly there was another blade sticking through him at an upward angle, the dying Delta had used his last strength to end his leaders life. Stepping back I noticed the blades of the three Alpha's had been taken. I spun quickly to catch up. I found them outside ringed by Alpha's. The Delta charging into the fray blades swinging. I half expected him to drop Gretchen but instead he spun placing his back to her as he said, "Move woman, we have to get to the cars." The other woman was carrying a large bag and the swords they'd taken from the Alpha's. When they saw me join the others the rest backed away as Jumper slid to a stop in front of us. "Carla," I thought to her. "I need you here." Her car spun around to slide to a stop. "That's Delta!" she stated the obvious. "He's also free by his own choice," I told her. "Let's move." Destiny and her mother piled into Carla's car. the other woman and the Delta jumped into Jumper. As the three of us cleared the gate the woman said, "Let me see that cut." She was quickly trying to bandage the facial cut as we slid out onto the highway quickly coming up behind the cargo truck and our other two team mates. I realized the bag was a medical kit. "I'm glad you have that, Ma'am. There's someone up ahead that needs your help." "Rhonda's Dad, yes that's why I grabbed it," she told me. "They called to say he was injured, and I told Sylvia I was going with them but we had to get a surgical kit." In the top were all manner of medications she'd picked up off the ground as they'd made their escape from the building. I had to smile to myself now as she went through picking out what could be useful, then tossing the rest out the window. We finally caught up to the rest as they were passing through the gates of the Academy. By now the Academy convoy had gathered everyone and was ready to roll. "Pam, Tell Malissa and Donnie we'll find a way to send anyone else that shows up, to her," said Mr Vandine. I shifted to my human form before contacting Tribe. "You look like my sister," said Pam. "Tribe, we're rolling," I told him. "Yes, where'd your Delta friend come from?" "I'm Corrin, I guess you could say I realized this is a much more noble cause than blindly following orders." He said. Jumper had been loaded onto the lead truck, the rest of my team was taking turns out front to make sure the way was clear. "Gretchen, Destiny, would you have Candy and Rhonda join us, and bring the blades they collected?" "Sure what's going on?" "We need to follow tradition and honor the fallen by caring for their blades." I was surprised when the old Asian woman joined us. "I am Myumi. I wish to thank you for your help," she held out gifts of Sword maintenance kits. They were small, but easily carried and contained everything needed to clean and care for ones blades. "Myumi Musashi, I thank you," I bowed to her. "It has been long since we met anyone who knew the secret names for the Swords. Will you teach the young the proper names?" "Yes I will, as I teach them to properly care for them and to honor those who have fallen." We cleared a space in the middle of the floor and sat cross legged. The old couple watching with respect for that which was a time honored tradition. Their truck hadn't been able to be converted in time, so it was offloaded onto another truck. Still the storm outside raged around us as we continued our trek to the unknown. "Why are we doing this? Paying so much detail to the tiniest things?" asked another Cadet as they too began learning sword care. "If you skip the little things that don't matter often enough," I said. "They will one day become a big thing that you cannot control." "It is like I always told you," added Gretchen. "Even the little things matter." "The Alpha Alliance was considered a little thing," said Corrin. "Now it is a very huge thing that no one can stop or control." The Delta was smiling as he sat cleaning his own swords.