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Living Beyond the Dream, Humanization and Naturalization By: Malissa Madison Drew Correll, CEO and senior President of the Inter-Galactic Bank of Omega Seven, sat in his rather plush office, fully aware of what his best investigator was doing. He was aware because the Banks Owners had directed him to have Jarrell do just what he was doing. When his wall lit up with the images of the Judges office, he was ready. He knew that a corresponding wall there had become a large screen communications device. "Greetings," he began his smile dropping when he realized that there were three people missing. "Jarrell, I thought you were going to gather them all at the same time." "Pardon your Excellency, I thought it better if the other three missed the first part. They don't need to know that the young ones here were ever anything other than natural born." "They already know, or they would not have lasted in Miss Grey's employ, am I not correct Miss Grey?" "You are correct, but please call Me, Maddie," she said in an attempt to put him off guard. "Maddie it is, please call me Drew. No doubt you are curious as to why I brought you all together," he said. "Very well, you have all been brought here before me to save time later. You teenagers no doubt have figured out that you are clones. The difference between you and other clones is that you have lived on your own, as an individual. It is our intention to 'Humanize' you. Make you full humans in the eyes of the Inter-Galactic Legal system. This first step includes issuing you each an account with our bank. Layla, Destiny, and Corinne you already have yours. All that remains is to issue the proper Identifications." He smiled warmly. "Please stand close together." When everyone was almost touching he said, "Treyell, if you would please?" he turned toward someone off to the side. Suddenly they were standing in the middle of his office. "Thank you Treyell, You've been practicing." "You are most welcome my friend Drew," answered the huge male Phase Spider. "I shall go gather the children," and then he was gone. "If you can have a Spider do this for you why make us drive across the universes?" "He does not work for me. He serves Astrid and Hub, and will return you when we are finished here. I have learned not to question either of their motives," Drew cautioned them. "So why are you telling us about them?" asked Stephanie Winters. "Because they wished me to. Before you, I could count on one hand, the number of persons or beings who know who is behind the Inter-Galactic Bank," he flourished his seven fingered left hand. "So it is imperative that we get to know each other quite well." "What about my other associates, aren't they clones as well?" asked Maddie. "Yes however, being established as adults as well as individuals on your home planet, it is easier to make them Human Citizens. They already have an adult identity." He looked at Stephanie, "You my dear must be established quickly to show that you are separate from the original and the rest of her own clones." "And how do we do that?" she finally asked. "You are aware I believe that Phase Spiders, are telepathic?" they nodded. "Each of you will be given a Trace marking in your DNA that will set you apart from each other as well as any other clones. You will then of course be telepathically linked to them. But the marker will be in your ID, and cannot be duplicated by anyone else. Not even if you are cloned yourself." As he spoke Treyell returned with a group of young Phase Spiders smaller that either Sprinter or Ariel. Drew passed out lancets to each of them. They pricked a finger as the tiny spiders nipped a feeler. Then they were paired with a spider and bonded. The trace amount of venom in the spiders own blood mixed with their own, creating a lifelong bond. "Now we may proceed to set up the accounts and register you as Humans originating from Earth." The rest of the process was quick and less dramatic and each one had their own account cards. "Now if you please, stand close again. Children, remember you are there to help not play." Cautioned the large spider as the little ones became almost invisible, moving to be next to the one they had bonded with. And just as suddenly they were back in Chop Shop. Jarrell passed out the cards to the rest quickly and then told them how to activate them. "Hub and Astrid have learned about you through Wanderer, and decided to take a personal interest," he said. "If anyone questions your Maternity, the tests will show that the Col. is your Mother, and you are all three Sisters." A look of pure joy crossed the four faces as they hugged each other. Then turning the three girls hugged Jarrell. By this time the rest had been gathered. The twelve juvenile Phase Spider's maintained their transparent state, near invisible to anyone not bonded with one of their kind. There were more who had come with them intended for the others, Maddie knew this and cautioned them that this was not quite the time. But Denise's longtime companion had already sensed their presence. "Justine," began Maddie. "I know that you have a lot of reasons to fear spiders. But this is one time when you really need to place those fears aside." Suddenly the ones who had already bonded were now visible, sitting on the left shoulders of their new companions. "M, Maddie." She was trembling. "Please, please no." She was terrified. Suddenly she was paralyzed with her fear as Jitter, crawled up her leg and to her shoulder. Carefully, gently he reached out a foreleg to touch her temple. Two things happened at once, Jitter could see and understand the reasons for her fear. And she could see and understand his reasons as well. "Together we will learn to keep one another safe," he thought into her mind. During her time in training with the Mosad, she had been bitten by juvenile Camel Spiders. As a result she nearly died. "I will make you immune," promised the tiny spider. "My name is Jitter, and I would like to help you." "H, how?" she finally asked aloud. "We mix our blood, I give you a tiny bit of my venom to strengthen the bond and make you immune," he said. "I understand your fears, but the others have already survived it, and I could not stand to be returned home in disgrace, I will not harm you." "How does this work, how do we mix our blood?" "We each must make a tiny sacrifice, a little wound, to join together." He nipped a feeler. She hesitated before pricking her finger, but slowly raised it toward him. As the drops mixed together the venom left behind sent a rush of heat through her body, then settled to a warm glow. Suddenly they both knew the others fears, their joys, their doubts. They became oblivious of the rest around them. Denise joined her small wound with Dimple's, and then the two included Romeo. The large dog settled down, and soon the three were conversing silently. Denise amazed at how well she'd actually understood him before. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "May, you are my heart, my life, my love," said Jason Long Creek as he held her gently in his arms. His fingers tracing the outline of her furry body. When his hand closed gently about her fluffy tail a shiver of excitement raced through her yet again. Butterfly felt the thrill of her driver's excitement as she continued to cruise along matching her speed with the rest of the trucks around her. Her driver had been in the sleeper for hours with Jason and now Butterfly registered her hunger. "May, you should take time to eat something," suggested the truck. Giggling she asked, "Is the Diner open yet?" "Yes May it opened four hours ago, would you like me see if they have any open tables?" "Umm yeah but maybe I should try to shift back. What do you think Jason?" this was her first Shift to her wolf form, and they both knew it would be at least twenty four hours if not more before she would be able to resume her human form. The problem was they had no real idea how long it had been, or how many others might be in Furry form. "I think no matter what form you are in you are going to be the sexiest girl there," he answered her. "How am I going to wear clothes like this? There's no way I'm getting my jeans on over this tail, let alone a skirt." "Maybe you should try those hip huggers you had on when I saw you after that convoy to Branson," he suggested. "Those were sexy and they won't bind your tail." She smacked his arm playfully as she rolled out of the bed. She pulled on a pair of lacey bikini pantys and then grabbed herself one of her short skirts that fastened with three buttons up the back. He got out of her bed and pulled on his own jeans, groaning as he wrapped his tail around his waist. "Wouldn't you be more comfortable if you shifted back to human?" "Yes but this is your first shift so it's going to be a while before you can shift yourself," he pointed out. Reaching out she caressed him through the front of his jeans. "Just so long as you don't go sharing this knot with anyone else," she blushed. "I'm not looking for a pack, I only want you." He told her from his heart. "Besides, I'm more worried that someone else might go sniffin under that pretty tail of yours." He was busy watching her fit the skirt, pulling it up under her tail then fastening the top button over the top. She grabbed a clean halter top out of the drawer and pulled it on. Then turned around to face him. Seeing him standing there she said, "Turn around." Then as he did she undid his belt pulling it loose from the loops, then opening the front. Her arms around him, her breasts pressing into his back she knew the effect she was having. But then she stepped back pulled out a little pocket knife and made a slit down the back before pulling his tail free. With a little giggle she refastened his pants in front then fed the belt back through the loops before fastening it back. "Now isn't that more comfortable?" "Yes it is, thank you." They kissed and rubbed noses together. "Are you two finished mating?" asked Butterfly. "Uhh, for now," she answered her truck. "May, Jason?" Jake asked before stepping into Butterfly. "Dad, you know May Lightfeather," Jason started saying. "And a lovely creature she is," he took her hand and kissed it. "I was getting worried that my son might have already taken you to dinner without me." Her tummy rumbled at mention of food and they chuckled. Before they could leave though they were interrupted by visitors. "May? Are you decent?" asked TooTall a moment before Daffodil charged into the driving compartment. "Aunt May, Whoa you're pretty," said the little girl. "Look Daddy, May gots pretty fur like Allie and Uncle Lightfoot," said the little girl. "Well thank you sweetheart." May hefted her up onto her hip. "Did you really recognize me, or did Daddy and Mommy help?" "You're my Aunt May, but you're even prettier now. Who is he?" she pointed to Jason. Dropping to one knee Jason wrapped his hands around her waist lifting her to that knee. "I hope I can become your Uncle Jason," he said then kissed her cheek. She giggled and kissed him back. "Well little sister, I must say Our Heritage becomes you quite well," commented TooTall. Shadow and Cookie trailed in to join the group as they made their way back toward the diner. A door opened into the long hallway and Miss Clara followed by Miss Karen stepped out. "Miss Clara." May hugged her tightly. "I hope you're comfortable in your room." "Yes quite. I see you're adapting to the future as well." said the old woman, then she reached for Daffodil's hand. "Are we all headed for the Diner?" "Yes Ma'am," answered Darlene as Miss Clara ruffled Shadows fur behind his ears. "I was beginning to wonder if Tank was going to be the only natural wolf out here. But then I heard there are two others besides Shadow and Tank. And I'll bet this little lady will be happy to meet Tadpole, Flora and Sir Pew." The older woman said. "I forgot about the Pierce's pets," May said as the group passed through the front of Eagle into the diner. "Welcome Star Drivers, oh Ma'am, may I show you a table? Are you all together?" asked Angela. She was looking at May as if she wasn't sure who she was. "Yes please," answered Miss Clara. "But perhaps May and Mr Long Creek would like a table to themselves." Cookie raced across the diner toward another group of tables. "Cookie," Daffodil took off after her. "It's ok, the others are over there," Angela said. "Momma brought Sir Pew, and Malissa brought their two." She looked at Shadow, "Molly and Tank are here, plus a few others from the Sioux and Ute reservations." Looking around Darlene saw Night Wolf sitting with her Momma and Daddy, Half Tail curled up at her feet. They sat down at a table next to them and began visiting. "Well little sister, how do you like life on the road?" she asked Night Wolf. "Is wanderer running ok?" "She's running really well but it's kind of hard remembering before she became a truck," the younger girl answered. "I do remember some things though, just not the parts that she says are too traumatic at the moment." "Like what?" asked Darlene. "I can remember walking along the Freeway some place in the middle of the night. Not the actual one between planets, but a connecting road between portals. It was hard to see because I was wearing a breather mask and it was running out of charge. Then this crazy thing came speeding up behind me, and the activation Cylinders popped up out of nowhere and I was being pulled towards them. The next thing I remember is being inside the ship." she said. "Then I was kind of freaked out. I had no idea where I was, or what was happening, or who I was," she paused for minute. "Then I sat down in this chair, I remember I'd never seen a chair before, let alone computers and stuff. I only knew what the breather mask was because someone put it on me and told me not to take it off. I, I think it must have been my mother." She looked sad like she was trying to remember a face. "There was this, hand print on a smooth surface and I just sort of fit my smaller hand into it to see the difference in sizes. And then I couldn't move it. Something jabbed my hand and then, then I could hear her voice." She looked up at us, "It was Wanderer talking to me in my head. She was speaking the old language, the language of the Ships, and, and my people." Then she grew silent for a moment. "I, Wanderer says something went wrong. I didn't go with the rest. I, I time jumped into the future, and that's why I can't remember anything. She, she says that, that the rest of my people, the A'shiwi all disappeared. They never made it to the home world and no one knows why or what went wrong." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The Equinox linked with Hub was moving toward the Black Hole, Hub transmitting data faster than Patricia could calculate it as the portal opened. The other ships in formation behind them were getting the same information, feeding directly into the jump computers as they suddenly reached Hyper Light speed, the stars around them blurring into streaks of light turning into darkness as they jumped into the Black Hole. Alice Dalton sat in the command chair watching her bridge crew as they worked feverishly to process the data. "Alice, Hub and Astrid need to talk to us, privately," informed Equinox. "First you have the Com," she said as she stood up then moved toward the conference room. "First has the Com," Patricia confirmed. As she switched the command control to her own Station. No sooner had Alice entered the conference room than she was transported aboard Hub. "We have received word from Unicorn. Wanderer has found one of the Ancients. Alive, but without any memories. They are currently leading an exodus from the last world contacted by the Ancients. Everyone she is bringing out Carries part of the Ancients Genetic Code. Along with those who sought refuge there from the rest of the universe." "Are you leaving us then, is that what you wanted to tell me?" "The fugitive, Sylvia Winterbourne, aka, Janet Riggs has been apprehended. We intend to find out why her DNA was found on the jump computer at the home world. But no we will be going with you to meet with the Howl and take custody of the Criminal." "She was not there when I defeated my mother," stated Astrid. "We thought Janet Riggs was another clone, we didn't realize she was the original." "What are you saying?" I asked. "Someone taught her how to time jump." Stated Hub. "And I think they are also responsible for the betrayal by the original First Queen." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The Spirit Women sat at their corner table watching as all the different races came slowly together in the Diner. The more people began calling it a diner, the more Paula began thinking of altering the name, already they'd shortened it to Brightfeather's. They were happy to see so many different races coming together. But the real reason they were here tonight sat at the Wyoming's table. "It's is as you thought," Night Bird said to Rain. "The child's mind is filled with images too ancient to have been learned from this present day." "I agree," said Fox. "But I think we are on the correct course, it isn't wise to push her into remembering before it's time for such memories." Night Wolf had no fear of spiders, especially the Phase Spiders, locked away in her mind, were memories of her past. Memories of how her kind had worked jointly with the Spiders to build their homes and to explore beyond the stars they could see. She remembered the chaos when the First Queen had arrived to help them reach safety in the beginning of the war between the Bio-Ships and the Phase Spiders." But it wasn't either one who were attacking the 'People', it was another of the older races. One her people called the 'Shadow people'. As they watched they let their feelings float free, gathering the thoughts of those around them. "Careful Grandmother," came the warning. "You do not want to open those memories just yet." They all started in shock, the warning had come from a Bio-Ship, but not one of those close by. Carefully Ariel climbed atop the table. "You wish to know who this other Ancient Race is." Ariel spread her forelegs so that one was touching a hand of each Spirit Woman. In their minds they saw great Pyramids, Mayan and Aztec temples, and they knew that these were the same yet different. They were like parasites, infesting planets. Controlling the human Races of the Universes. The only race that could be found in every known Universe because they were the direct descendants of the 'People'. They saw the huge elaborate designs laid out where only those overhead could see them clearly. And suddenly the Spirit Women understood. This other race had set themselves up as gods, enslaving races where ever they had gone. "Who are these betrayers?" asked Rain. "What name do they take for themselves?" asked Fox. "What became of them?" asked Night Bird. "They are called the Loki, a name they stole from Earth but had nothing to do with the actual legends of those people. They thought it amusing since they themselves live by trickery and deceit." The little spider finally broke contact shaking with weakness from channeling the contact of both Hub and Astrid at the same time. "Ariel are you ok?" asked May seeing the tiny Queen near exhaustion. She scooped her up in her arms, cradling her in the crook. "You need nourishment, now come let's get you something to eat." May carried her to her own table and ordered her something she'd seen in the menu. "I'll have a steak, rare. And a blood patty for my friend please. Thank you." "How rare would you prefer, May" asked Angela? "Knock its horns off, wipe its ass and throw it on the platter," snorted Jason. "Same as mine," he closed his menu and handed it to Angela who stood wide eyed. The steaks they'd ordered were the largest on the menu. Jokingly she asked, "Is that with or without the hide?" Suddenly everyone at the table laughed. "Two Bloody Moo's and a Vamp Cake coming right up," Angela said feeling a bit queasy. May and Jason sat rubbing noses as they waited. In the kitchen Lori saw the order and was ecstatic, someone was ordering her favorite meal. And if they wanted the Blood Patty she was sure she knew just how to do the steaks. She was quick, Marline watching everything she did as she was learning to fix meals. She'd just finished the blood Patty when she dropped it onto the fry top of the stove. She next dropped both steaks on listening to the sizzle as the outside edge seared, before flipping it over then flipping over the Patty. The steaks had barely stopped the initial sizzle before they were slid onto plates. The Blood Patty followed on its own plate, little sprigs of parsley and a twist of lemon over everything. "Lori, stop," she said. "I'm sorry, I have done something inappropriate?" "Oh no, I just wanted to ask why you added the sprinkle of lemon?" "Oh that, I'm sorry I did not ask first. It keeps the blood fresher in the meat instead of running out all over the plates." Answered the Draconian girl. "Show me, please." Lori made a small slice into the thickness of one steak the blood barely a trickle. "I see what you mean, you're doing fine. Keep up the good work." Knowing Angela was Queasy she decided to serve this table herself and glided gracefully through the doors into the diner. She knew which table it went to because the electronic order pad recorded the table when it was placed. Jason and May thanked her then dug in ravenously, Ariel sank her fangs into the patty and began draining it of blood. All the while she smiled seeing how her first real customers enjoyed her cooking. "Lori?" Marline interrupted from behind her. "Yes Miss Marline?" "Your Apron please," she held out her hand for the garment. "But, but I thought you were pleased." "I am, you are wearing a Waitress' Apron. And I have decided that you are not waitress material. Your true talent lies in the kitchen." "Me, in the kitchen? I do not know how to make those fancy things like mash potatoes or the soups." "You my dear girl are my Grill Chef," Marline announced loudly. "Anyone can make the simple things. You are an artist, in the last three hours you have created new main dishes to appeal to the finer tastes of our non-human customers. And they are being added to the menus." "What, you mean my mistakes?" "I hardly call serving biscuits with blood gravy to a Draconian, as well as Col. Jinx's flirt bodyguards a mistake. Or those little grub cakes for the Skunks. You have an instinct for what others would like." She felt a soft tap on her shoulder and turned to find her mother and her new Headmistress Malissa standing there smiling. "Congratulations Lori," Malissa kissed her cheek. "See I knew you could do it," gushed her mother. As the evening wore on and more people filled the diner, I thought it might be time to add a bit of music. Paula had been skeptical about the Juke box I asked Eagle to create. And then I'd asked him to scan the other trucks for musical selections. "Lori here," I handed her a quarter as I led her to the device near the counter. "Just put it in the slot here and choose three songs that you might want to hear." As she slid the quarter in the machine came to life, lighting up the display. First was a listing of music by race preference. Then a list of songs. Her fingers slid excitedly down the list of Draconian music coming to rest first on one that I could not possibly read the title to. She was quick in making her other two selections, and the first song began to play. Happy and slow with a heart throbbing melody. Before I knew it she was dancing slowly swaying to the music as it pulled me into the melody. Before I knew it Dax was behind me guiding me out to the space the patrons had quickly cleared of tables. I lay my head on his shoulder as he guided me around the floor in a slow yet romantic dance. The first we'd had since getting married. I felt myself growing warm and excited by his touch, his gentle guidance. When it ended I heard a soft howl of approval from the crowd as more couples got up to dance. The next song began with a mysterious beat. And I saw several of the non- human patrons join in. I was confused at first as they seemed to be avoiding each other at first, yet stalking each other. Using the other dancers as a predator would use its surroundings. "What are they doing asked Carline and Babsie? But it was Hope who gave me the answer. "It is a dance called the Stalk," she giggled. "Very popular with Draconian's, Lycan's and Terrellian's. The song is called the 'Prowl'." Suddenly I heard Lori squeal behind me and turned to see a tall young man in a MMA cadet uniform lifting her off her feet. "Teagan, how did you get here?" she demanded. "Well you see my love, this fellow cadet drove up in front of our barracks and the Colonel said, 'OK everyone who has a Draconian Princess for a Fianc? get in the damned truck now. And here I am, happy to say I was pleased you were not doing the 'Prowl' without me." he said. "Lieutenant Teagan, might I meet your Lady?" asked Donnie Pierce. "Oh sorry Sir, this is Lori, Princess Correll of Draconia. Lori, Cpt. Pierce, our new Cadet Commander." "Pleased to meet you," he kissed her hand. "Are you looking forward to Teagan's promotion when we arrive at Omega Seven?" "The, the Academy isn't going to be on Iridani Five?" she looked almost hurt. "Of course it is. But we can't have the new Cadre showing up out ranked now can we?" Then he whispered, "I think your father has arranged a special guest to handle the promotions." The festivities continued as guests left and more arrived. Soon most of the younger children had been taken back to quarters and put to bed for the night. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ As the music died down I heard a drum soft and slow, the lights dimming as a simulated fire sprang up in the newly created fire pit in the center. To one side I watched as Grandma Night Bird played the old hide drum. I noticed she was wearing her buckskins, and feathers. Then Fox and Rain jumped out into the middle, shaking rattles in time to the drum as their feet moved in the intricate pattern. The beat was steady growing ever so slowly faster as other young girls joined in dancing in a circle around the fire. It looked familiar, I was trying to remember where I'd seen the dance before, heard that strange beat, and the rattles. The heavy scent of the wormwood fire filled the air, and I began to smile as first Donnie then Sophie took my hand. "Come sister, it's the traveling dance." I remembered it now, the other women of the tribe had danced it as Sophie and I had begun our last Spirit Journey. Laughing I hopped into the midst of twisting bodies as we celebrated the start of the largest Journey of the people since the Trail of Tears. Only this one was to be a happy journey. My sister Missy was soon the center of attention as she stepped out of the line to the center. Then danced her feet weaving the pattern of the trail of sorrows across the coals to emerge in the dance of Light. Her dance stopped suddenly as a figure stepped out in front of her clad in a buffalo robe, holding a feathered Lance out to her as he dropped to one knee. I suddenly realized the entire place was silent as a tomb. This warrior's face was painted blue with a single white stripe across his eyes. She reached out her hands and lifted the lance from his open palms, and he was gone in a puff of smoke. It was the war lance that had hung above Grandmother's fireplace. Everyone looked in shock as she stood there holding it, tears streaming down her face. "Take it child, take it to the sealed room in your trailer. You are the guardian of the secret places now." "Grandmother that was," she began. "Shodaji, Yes the Spirit Warrior. And now I think you know what it is that you carry out into the stars." Of all the trucks in the convoy, Beauty's cargo had been a complete mystery. "Me, you mean my cargo is?" "The Bones of the Great Chiefs, yes." Stephanie is the Warrior, I am the Teacher, and Missy is the Mover of the Tribes, of this I was now positive. There could be no doubting the Prophecy of the Great Medicine Men. But that prophecy only told that we would lead our people out into the stars, not how or where. And only one would know the resting place of the Great Chiefs. I sought to look at the fire pit to see if I could see how the illusion was done. But when I reached its edge I found the coals were real, and still smoldering. Soon I found myself at Grandmothers feet. "You've known this all along haven't you?" "Yes child, and you will teach the histories and record the journey as well as the history to come." I sat nursing Corra in my small office aboard the truck, going over everything that Miss Clara had provided for me to study. There was a far greater acceptance of Transgendered people out here among the stars than I thought possible. Then I thought about the other two schools included in this journey. I knew Donnie was going to be taking over those from MMA. But I knew nothing of Miss Gwendolyn's Academy, I suddenly had the urge to visit with her and find out more of her school's curriculum, especially since I was inheriting a few of her former students. I called her on the trucks intercom system and she invited me to visit. "I really would like to meet you and get to know you," she said. "Besides you'll need the transcripts of the Kittens grades." I told Donnie where I was going, and that I would be back soon, I took Corra, Rachel and Becca with me. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++