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Alpha Core 13D, Followers of the Way By: Malissa Madison Stephanie looked out over her students as they began choosing the rough stock that would eventually become their personal blades. Ms Musashi stood quietly by listening as she instructed them in choosing just the right stock. "How will we know which is right for us?" asked Rhonda. With a sly grin she said, "Come, I will show you." When they each stood before her she produced three lengths of black satin which was quickly fashioned into blindfolds. "You will listen to the call, to your heart, and to your mind. In this your eyes are not needed," she instructed and Myumi added, "Let your mind flow free, let your senses guide you to that which will become yours alone." The racks were filled with rough shaped sword stock. Three to a bundle in the proper lengths to make a set of three. Each piece poured from the same heat of metal, an exact match of the rest in its set. They were pointed in the right direction and turned loose. Candi was the first to make a choice, her tears of joy flowed down her cheeks as she let her fingers caress the raw metal. She carefully removed her blindfold and made her way back to wait for the others. Rhonda was pulled by her feelings to the other side of the aisle, her fingers dancing across the very ends of several rough blades before she found them. Destiny took the longest, and both Stephanie and Myumi nearly corrected her when she started into the reject blade sets. These were only partial sets, one or more having shown a flaw. The flawed blades had already been removed to be melted down into the next batch of blade heats. With a gentle hand Stephanie reached out to reassure Myumi. "I trust her heart to guide her." Carefully her hands felt the hilt ends protruding from the reject racks, as she plucked three blades. Then just as she was about to turn away she touched another blade. This one sang as it was pulled free of the pile. Not looking at the blades she now carried, she removed the blindfold and hurried back to the others. "I know we are supposed to only choose full sets. But these called to me," she looked almost afraid of being reprimanded. Myumi had her lay the blades out in front of her. Then she tested the song of each blade, a smile growing on her face. "They are close enough to almost be from the same Heat," announced Myumi. "Is it alright? I, I didn't find an 'I'." In front of her were two Mai's and two Oud's. "Do you think you chose wrong?" "I, I didn't choose them, they chose me," she answered. "Then you have done well, all of you." announced Myumi. Her eyes still on Destiny, she asked Stephanie, "Are you prepared to train a Four Sword?" "I am." Her own smile showed her approval of each of her students. "Destiny, you will need to choose another set that you have used in battle. You will begin training to use them as you will the new set that you will be making." They were quiet as they made their way back to their living quarters in the truck that held their cars. Many people watching them in curiosity. "I'll meet you three here in twenty minutes for lunch," she told them as they each went to their own room. In her room, Destiny carefully stowed her new bundle. Then chose another set of blades, one that did not have an 'I'. "Destiny, what are you doing?" asked Sylvia. "I am to begin training with Two Mai and two Oud." She answered as she adjusted the straps so that a Mai and Oud stood out above each shoulder. Then she redid her ponytail up higher on the back of her head. Candi and Rhonda in their rooms did the same with their own hair before stepping back out to join her in the hallway. Not surprising, Stephanie was already there waiting, leaned against the wall. When she stepped away they saw the Mai and Oud of a second set jutting downward forming the lower half of an 'X' across her back. They'd seen others carry their blades this way, but not Stephanie. There were many questioning glances in the dining truck, but no one questioned them. "Steph, we're about to reach Saturn. And Tribe is requesting to talk with you," someone told her. Standing she said one word, "Come." They followed her forward to the nearest communications center where they stood behind her. "Tribe, I'm here," she said and the wall became a view screen. "Ahh, good. I wanted to tell you that three wreckers and two more Alliance Rigs are two days behind you. They went through on the tail of a Transient couple in a damned Riding mower." "Yes we picked them up, Abe and Ramona. Who are the wreckers?" "A man named Jay, and a couple of Indian kids from the truck stop in Wyoming," he answered. "Jay is the wife of," "Pam, who followed us out of the hospital, yes I promised to do everything I could to get them back together." "And who are those three lovelies behind you? It looks like one is carry a double set." He already knew who they were, but wanted a formal introduction. "My Apprentices, Candi, Rhonda and Destiny." They each bowed slightly still looking at him. "Oh, you have Padiwan's now?" asked someone off screen. It was only the latest reference to the Star Wars movies "No Tsarina, that is the Star Wars name for Jedi Pupils," he continued to watch those in front of him. "Tribe, these are just the beginning. I intend to open my own training school. To teach and to train the way the Master intended." "So the rumors are true, you intend to train defenders of life, and peace. To go out into the stars studying the universe and keeping it safe for everyone." They closed with, "Know the ways." And, "Do nothing that is of no value." As she turned, she thought about the movie series, and the way the Jedi had trained. She remembered the first movie that had been made and she got an idea. Entering the trailer used for practice she wrote a note on the blackboard. "Alpha's interested in preserving peace and freedom please sign below. Non Alpha's who would become a Student and train under an Alpha for the same purpose should sign in the right hand column. There will be a meeting here the first sunrise after we reach Saturn for those who have signed." She signed it 'Stephanie Wolf'. Then as an afterthought she directed the computer to download a copy of the Book of Five Rings to each person who entered their name on the blackboard. Then across the top she wrote, "Perceive that which cannot be seen with the eye." "There is more than one path to the top of the mountain," giggled Destiny. "To know your Enemy, you must first know his sword," chimed in Candi. "It is difficult to understand the universe if you only study one planet," added Rhonda. "So you have studied the writings of the Great Master, I will strive to teach you the meanings," she said. "You three are fond of one saying in particular, but do you know what it means?" "Know the ways of all professions?" asked Rhonda. She waited for the answer but it didn't come. "In the time that the book was written, as well as that which followed, Armies were made up of conscripted soldiers, Farmers, Weavers, Millers, etcetera. They were given minimal training before being sent out as fodder for battle. Those who survived rose in rank, and were given more training. And so different styles of fighting evolved from their own previous professions. Would a farmer naturally fight the same way as say a lumber jack?" "No they would lean toward weapons they knew, tools like axes and pitch forks," answered Candi. "Yes and their weapons would be constructed with those traits as well as balances and designs. And they are wielded differently as well." added Destiny with a grin of understanding as she worked a stylus between her fingers in her own dexterity exercises. "Without looking first, see if you can hit the third sparring dummy to the right," instructed Stephanie. "Hey!" yelled someone. Looking she saw that she had almost hit the Alpha who had been about to practice his boxing with the same dummy. He was holding the stylus in his hand and looking their direction. "My apologies Red, but that was a nice catch," she told him. Then thinking, 'I wonder if you could give us a demonstration of this lessons application.' "You wish to practice in throwing weapons?" he asked seeing her grin and picking up her closed thoughts to himself. They barely saw his hand move before a flash of silver cut through the air toward them. In the same instant Stephanie's hand shot out to pluck the Shurikan from the air in midflight. Next was a claw hammer, but that was merely deflected. "Thank you Red, I think they understand the importance of the lesson." "You are most welcome." He made a bowing nod with his head, his eyes never leaving hers. "May I have that back now?" Again it was plucked from the air before it could reach its target. Her three Apprentices followed her toward the far side of the practice area. With one finger she pointed to a spot in the middle of the practice area. Destiny took the relaxed stance, the others fanned out at her flanks yet giving each other room to move. Then she produced the blindfolds again, "Your primary foot is your anchor. You will not let it leave the ground." "Stephanie, we're four minutes from shooting the portal," warned someone. "Good, umm, Shadow Lover, can you reduce the stability in this area so that they feel the movement?" she asked the truck. She noticed everyone else was heading for the safety seats to strap in. she planted her own feet in the same stance, and smiled at them. "You will be ready for anything, you will always orient yourselves toward any threat meeting it with the force necessary to stop a strike." They said nothing as she began moving slowly. "That's just cruel," someone said behind them. Stephanie shot them a look of disapproval and they fell silent. Then she watched their knees bending for stabilization of their stance as the gravitational forces began taking hold. As one they lifted their right foot and moved it slightly behind better stabilizing themselves against both speed as well as gravity and the mixing of centrifical forces. They swayed as the forces evened out into just the movement of the truck. "Well done," she began only to be interrupted by the appearance of a rather large spider in their midst. As one all three drew their 'I'. "Excuse me, my apologies," it spoke. Still they remained ready, turning to face the unseen Spider. "I came to welcome you on the beginning of your journey." "And you are?" Stephanie gestured for it to advance out into the open between her and her students. "My name is Leila, I am the newly appointed Phase Spider Queen to the Sol Universe." Suddenly there were three larger brown widows that appeared from the shimmering air around them. "Dar, Knorr, Crux, there is no danger here," she said as the girls automatically adjusted, each one facing a new threat. "Your Majesty, it would be our life if anything were to happen to you, even by accident," said the one Stephanie realized was named Dar. "Students, remove your blindfolds and greet our guests," she instructed. "You are the one the rest call Alpha Core 13, yes?" "I am one of them, yes." As she answered she saw both Gene and Carlotta enter from the living sections. She felt an odd sense of some blocked memory deep inside. "I got into trouble the last few times I visited your planet. But I wasn't yet a full Queen with escorts so it was easier to move where and when I wished." They could make out the grin on her face. "I am happy to see that my interference has produced a much more superior Alpha. I believe there are still five of you left, yes?" "You already know that or you wouldn't have asked." "Yes, and I regret that so many of you were lost." She answered. Then it hit Stephanie. Of all the Alpha core series' only the thirteen's and later had more than one surviving Core. The one who had risen above the rest to become the Zeta were the only Cores who survived of the previous series'. "You, you are the one responsible for the cross programming?" "Yes a drastic measure to ensure that your kind would become free. And you have." She pointed toward the blackboard at the far end. "You are teaching the ways of Musashi?" "Yes" "And you have discovered his secret for Glassteel?" she smiled again. "Glassteel is a myth," said someone. "And yet it is the most valuable metal in the universes, aside from living metal that is." Said the Spider Queen. Turning to Stephanie she said, "Your followers will range far and wide in search of knowledge and peace, I have seen this. But first you must find Dragon Home where I will be waiting." And then she was gone along with her entourage. "What do we do?" asked someone. "Should we try to follow?" "Where did they go?" "They are at the Truck Stop Diner, waiting our arrival," said Stephanie. Several others started to get ready to move, wanting more answers to the questions that the Spider Queen's own answers had raised. "Do nothing," Stephanie commanded. When they looked at her in question she gave a fuller answer, "Do nothing that is of no value." "Study the ways of those around you before you act," commented Destiny and her two Bondmates. As soon as they reached the Star Pilot, they learned of the conversions needed for the vehicles. Again Stephanie uttered a single word command, "Come." Her pupils followed her as she made her way to the nearest exit. Taking up the offered breather mask she slipped it over her face and stepped out into the misty Ammonia rich air. Her three students followed close behind her until she was interrupted by a service robot. FJ-10 took in her appearance and that of her companions, added the fact that they had just exited one of the Earth vehicles and chose what he believed to be the correct language. "Excuse me Star Warrior, may I be of assistance?" "I am looking for the Spider Queen, Leila. I believe she is at the Star Pilot Diner." "Yes right this way," he began leading the way though it was not his duty to do so. He had simply learned that when drivers or other aliens asked, it was safer to deviate from protocol, than spend time in the repair shop if they didn't like his directions. "Excuse me, how are you called?" she asked. "My designation is Fuel Jockey Number Ten," he answered. "Ahh, you prefer FJ though. It is nice to meet you FJ, I am Stephanie Wolfe, and these are my Students." She introduced them. They were nearly at the door when a mean looking Alien with two heads and a foul temper began yelling at him. "Get your ass back to work, you lazy, no good Robot," he reached out toward him with a long stick, the sparks jumping between the two metal prongs on the end. It never connected, before he found it in Rhonda's hands the business end inches away from his face. "Mirrrwelld, did I not warn you that your violent ways would be your undoing one day," came the voice of Leila, the Spider Queen. "Crux he is yours to instruct, I dislike abusing others who only seek to serve those in need." She gently took the shock stick from Rhonda and pressed a button on the side. Then she pressed the end to her Carapace behind her left foreleg and it disappeared into the shell. "It is made of a self- collapsing alloy." She drew it back out again, "Keep it, you may have need of it in the future," she said as she returned it to the girl. "To know your enemy, you must first know his sword," quoted Rhonda. "Forgive me your Highness, you mentioned Dragon Home. I have only read of it in one other place," stated Stephanie. "May I?" Leila reached toward her 'I'. Stephanie drew it carefully offering it to her. "Dragon Home is not on any charts. But it is the center of all the known universes. It is where they all overlap, it exists in each one at the same time. To open its doors you need be either Spider touched, Bio-Ship touched or Dragon touched. Then you will see it for what it truly is." As she spoke she used the tip to nick a feeler, "Would you have a life bond with me, to help me defend those who cannot defend themselves?" "Only if I am free to choose my own path," she answered. "Then this will guide you when you reach the Crossroads. There you will find my Mother, the Bio-Ship Hub, and Darklight." "The Dragon of Darkness and Light." Destiny was practically hyperventilating. Obviously she knew something about him/her. "You will bring Mistress Musashi with you, yes?" but before anyone could answer she again left in a shimmering haze. Stephanie and her students entered the diner choosing a table with four chairs they sat down facing each other, so that they could watch each other's back. Sitting off to the side Lee Mac Bride saw the Cheetah Furry with the four crossed swords and the other three slightly younger ones. He noticed that the two carrying four swords sat across from each other, while the other two sat to the sides. Most exciting to him was the fact that three of the new arrivals looked to be human. He hadn't seen another humanoid in months, and rumor that a huge convoy from his home planet, Earth, had come through Saturn had led him here. He'd been travelling the stars since he was seventeen and a couple of aliens had stolen his car with him still in it. It had taken him five years to find his way back to the Sol Universe. But he lacked the one thing he needed to reach Earth, a vehicle capable of shooting the one and only portal at the North Pole. Suddenly more humans began filtering into the diner as the big trucks moved through the fueling station outside. Like the four already there, a good number carried swords crossing their backs. What could be happening back home if people were carrying swords now? Had they finally come to their senses and outlawed guns? True he carried a hand blaster that he'd picked up for self-defense, but he'd always thought a sword was more honorable. Anyone could shoot a gun, you didn't even have to be close. But to use a sword you had to be eye to eye, close up and personal. Now that was the honorable way his ancestors had fought in Scotland so many centuries ago. "The red haired Man is curious," mentioned Candi as they casually watched those around them. "Yes he's actually from earth, abducted some time in the late fifties I think by the thoughts he's having," informed Stephanie. Just then Abe and Ramona joined the crowd. "Now that pair looks like drifters," he thought to himself as he stood to make his way over to them. "Hi, my names Lee, I been rambling round these planets for some time now." He offered his hand. "Abe, and this hers my Woman Ramona. You a drifter too?" "Yeah since '63'. A bunch of aliens wanted my '57' and took me with it. Of course I ain't got no way ta get back home," he said. "Ya don't wanna be goin home now anyways. The worlds done started comin ta pieces. I think maybe the Indian Nations is uprising again, lots a Govment fellers tryin ta stop trucks an such," supplied Ramona. "How'd you get here? Last I knew the portal was just one way." "Don't know bout that. JD says there's two of them now though," Abe said. "JD?" "Yeah our Garden Tractor. He come to life and stuff, and brought us here with these her people. They aint like them Govment fellers either. They give their word you can bank on it." Ramona quickly agreed. "So what's with all the swords?" Lee was letting his curiosity show. "Oh them, those be the Free Alpha's. They were part of some Govment experiment ta make super soldiers. See that one over there with all the spots?" he motioned toward Stephanie's group. "That there's the most bad ass one you ever seen, why they took out a bunch a bandits tryin ta hijack the convoy, an did it with jus they swords fightin on top two of the trucks afore we joined up." Five others had now joined the small group, and he saw that most of the others in the diner were friendly with them. A waitress came to take their orders, and Stephanie told her to put whatever Abe, Ramona and their friend wanted on her tab. After eating Stephanie said, "We're going to get the cars in for the refit. They need different wheels that can hold up to the new driving conditions." As an afterthought she said, "Carla, why don't you go ask Abe and Ramona to join us with their new friend?" "Steph, you realize you have almost every Alpha in the convoy signed up, and I think all of the Cadets as well," Sassy told her. "Yes and I've seen how you all are working with them. I think it's good that you're focusing away from the tragedy." "But I," began Bethany. "I don't feel the bond between us as strongly as it was. And I can't see forming that strong a bond with any that I've been working with. I just want to help them learn it the right way, can you understand?" she could tell the rest felt the same way. Taffy's death had severed the life bond when they'd been forced to continue on without her. And while they still shared it so very deeply, it wasn't a life and death bond any longer. Sure they would fight to the death for one another. But ones death would not trigger the rest to vengeance or suicide as it had others in the past. They weren't left with the empty, lifeless existence of previous survivors of bonded trios. While she would not encourage bonding on that level between anyone, she wouldn't discourage it either. That was a personal choice that she felt belonged solely to those involved. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Abe and Ramona were happy to find that they had a market for all the old cell phones they'd collected along the highways over the years. They were being bought up by people and aliens alike. Even their collection of cans and bottles were an item of interest. Ramona had sold a Pepsi can for thirty Galactic credits. She showed Abe the gold coins with excitement. Then they were approached by someone else, someone who had just appeared from nowhere. "Excuse me, might I see one those things you call a Phone?" the woman had asked. When Abe had handed one to her she asked, "How does one operate such a thing?" They quickly showed her, having found that somehow JD had managed to charge all of the batteries and repair the broken ones. "Please, do not sell anymore until I return," she had asked after giving them the price they'd asked for the one they showed her. "Calista, what do you have there?" asked Unicorn when she'd returned to the ship. "It is a device called a Cell Phone. The humans use them to talk to one another over long distances," she explained to her ship. As Unicorn scanned the item she made a few noises of amusement. "They are so close, wanderer was correct in her decision to remove advanced technology from that planet." "What do you mean 'So Close?" "With a simple yet minor adjustment to the programming of this I could turn it into a Jumper almost like Allie's. All they would need do was dial the number to whom they wished to visit in person," explained the ship. "Then input a security code and press send. Here I have reprogrammed this one and entered the number for Spider Silk Lightfeather, why don't you try it? The security code is 3, 2, and 3." Unicorn knew that of all the human's in the convoys, Spider Silk was Calista's closest friend. Opening the phone Calista pulled up the number for Spider Silk and then pressed 323 before pressing send. In an instant she was standing in front of her. "Oh hello," giggled Spider after yelping in surprise. She looked at her own cell phone which had rang and she had answered before Calista had appeared. The identifier showed that it was an unregistered sender. Peaking Calista said, "Yes that's my number. Then she asked the air, "Uni, could you do the same thing to Spider's phone?" "Yes Calista, or you could go into the Bluetooth pairing mode on both phones and share the program with her." "Program, what program?" asked Spider. Leaning over to whisper into her ear she answered, "One that will turn yours and Torque's phones into Phase Jumper's, able to transmit you to any number that you dial and input the security code before sending." "Really?" Her eyes lit up with excitement. "What about my girls?" "We could do the same thing for their phones. You could pair them with your phone so they would go with you. Or you could simply hold their hands." She was told. "This isn't really common technology is it?" "No so please be careful who you share it with," Calista told her. "Oh I will leave that to you and Unicorn to decide," she hugged the other woman, tears trickling down her cheeks. "Spider, you gave my husband and I, a special night when you watched Allie for me. Might I watch your two aboard Unicorn for you?" Spider knew what she was being offered. Looking at her watch she saw she still had four hours before her scheduled phone call with Torque. Feeling giddy she said, "Yes, thank you." "Star 69 will reverse the call so you can return to where you called from, or you can simply input Beasts number into the directory." Calista advised. "And you already have my number so you can come and check on the girls if you like." Allie rushed over with Tabitha and Amy just then. "Mommy can they come and see Princess," she asked. "Please Mommy," pleaded the two human girls. Kneeling Spider said, "Yes you may, and you may spend the night as well, so go pack your nities and Mommy will see you in the morning." It had only taken a few minutes for the girls to pack a single knapsack. When they were gone she dialed Torques number. "Hello?" "Torque, I love you," she said. "I love you too, you're a bit early. But I'm happy you called." "Are you alone?" she asked. "I will be in a moment." He was hurrying to his room aboard the truck. "Tell me when you're in your room, I have a surprise for you," she giggled nervously. She couldn't remember anyone else who ever made her feel this giggly before. When he was alone in his room he heard three beeps over the phone. As she said, "I really do love you." Suddenly she was there in front of him, closing her phone. "What the, how did you do that?" he was both stunned as well as happy. But before she answered she reached forward pulling him into a deep passionate kiss. The subject of the teleportation was soon forgotten as they fell in a tangle of half shed clothing onto his bed. She hurriedly helped him wiggled out of his clothes as he helped her do the same. Then she had kissed her way down his body to his throbbing cock. She could feel her own dampness as it oozed out to coat her nether lips, as she began sucking him hungrily. His hands gripped her hips as he lifted her up and flipped her around over himself. All thoughts of anyone else were forgotten. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Upon returning to Unicorn I saw that Allie was happily showing off her infant ship to her friends. "Churl, would you please watch the girls for bit. I need to run a quick errand?" "Of course Love," he answered before she teleported back to Saturn. Finding Abe and Ramona she quickly bargained for the remaining Cell Phones. The couple was now rich as they filled a sack full of the phones. Next she requested to know where the Alpha known as 13D could be found. Walking up to the table, an air of importance and business, she said, "Might I have a word with you?" looking at the three girls with her she added, "In Private?" "Girls, I will be back in a moment." She stood and followed this strange woman outside. "Alright, what do you wish to discuss?" "My name is Calista, of the Bio-Ship Unicorn. It has come to my attention that you intend to create a force of peace keepers, and arbitrators to maintain the peace and freedom of everyone in the universe." "That's a bit condensed, but yes, that is my intention." "Then I think you might need these." The woman set the sack down at her feet. "I know that they will be sent out individually as well as in small groups. The nature of their duties will require that they be able to move about freely. These will give you and them that advantage." Looking in the sack she said, "Cell Phones? We already have those if we want them." "These are more than just Cell Phones. They are reprogrammed as personal Teleportation devices, capable of teleporting the user to any number dialed." Seeing the look on her face she knew now that the young Warrior woman understood what she was being offered. "A Sword Master can even use a single device to teleport their pupils along with them so that they do not get left behind." "Uhh, thank you. But I must say that giving this to us won't exempt you or anyone else like you from justice if you set about wronging others," Stephanie wanted it clear from the beginning. "Then we are in total agreement," smiled the woman Calista. "I leave it in your hands who you share them out to among your people." She was invited to watch the formation of her tiny yet growing group of peace keepers. In the back of her mind she knew that the Bio-Ship Unicorn was responsible for this latest technology. One that would be just as huge a symbol of her people as were their swords. As the new day dawned Stephanie flanked by her students made their way to the training trailer. They found a huge throng of people there waiting. She laid out her plan in detail. Her expectations. How she planned to form a central council to make large scale decisions. Then she called forward the full Alpha's. To each she handed a Cell Phone. "We will hold a closed meeting after this one to explain how these work." She told them. "But this is not to be shared outside of the ranks of fully trained Warriors. Your students may be taught, but they will only be given this technology upon passing the trials and becoming one of us fully trained." Myumi Musashi had used a Unicorn stamp to identify her swords, or swords made under her supervision. "Each one who joins our ranks will have their blades registered with Mistress Musashi. They will be stamped with her own seal so that all will know they are of the highest quality. I will not have any of my followers wielding an inferior blade. For some of you here it will mean changing your personal blades." She had discussed this with the woman who had agreed, and saw the logic of her decision. Myumi's blades would become the most valuable in the universe. But only those used by a Warrior would hold the stamp on the blade collar as well as the blade tang. The stamp itself was of a Unicorn rearing up, its horn crossed with a blade. For Stephanie her own blades would only hold the stamp on the blade collar. For once the forging of Glassteel is complete it cannot be re-stamped without damaging the blades. The forge was busy over the next five days as Stephanie over saw the beginning of her pupils learning to work simple metals. They began forging their own sets of throwing stars, and small throwing knives. All in preparation for the long task to come. The trip to Omega would be a busy one. The rhythm and ring of steel on steel could be heard throughout the convoy as they made their way toward Omega. No one was allowed to work more than seven hours at a time on their blades. Stephanie pulled her five remaining team members together with Gene and Carlotta. Then as she passed out the Cell Phones she explained how they worked. "For now we are the Council, until we can evaluate others who will join our ranks. We will give aid to those in need and Arbitrate disputes for a peaceful solution." "Agreed," they all said. At one point just before reaching Omega, the Director of the Inter- Galactic Bank, Drew Correll received a message from his employers. Drew, "You will extend every courtesy to the Knights of the Unicorn Blade. Their expenses are to be covered without question by the bank. Further you will assist in communicating with them for the peaceful solution to any disputes among the lessor shareholders, and planetary governments. Hub Astrid DarkLight Drew could not believe it. of all the years he had served as the director he'd never received a message signed by all three of the controlling shareholders. Even his predecessor had never received one, usually they were signed by either Astrid or Hub. Upon rare occasions by both Astrid and Hub. So the old Dragon was taking an interest in the universes again. This was indeed interesting news. He began to wonder who these Unicorn Knights were, especially since he had never heard of them before. "Dorissa, get me everything you can find on a group called the," he checked the message again. "Knights of the Unicorn Blade," he told his secretary. Thirty minutes later she hadn't brought him anything so he checked personally with her. "I'm sorry sir, I can find nothing, no mention of any such group. I even ran variant requests on the name. the closest thing I found was an advertisement for Samurai swords crafted by a Sword maker named Myumi Musashi, her blades are referred to as Unicorn Blades because her personal Stamp is a Unicorn." She showed him the pictures of the blades. As well as the picture of the Sword Crafter. "So this Woman has created her own force of peace keepers?" he mused seeing that her current location was on the second convoy from earth that would be arriving in just under two hours. "Dorissa, I want everything you can find on this woman. Her family history everything. I need to know why that name sounds so familiar." He retreated to his office once again. Ten minutes later Dorissa entered holding a thick folder. "Here you are sir. But as to why the name sounds familiar?" She reached to the bookshelf behind him and took out an old worn copy of a book he'd brought with him when he first took over as director. A Book of Five Rings. "Dorissa, the moment she arrives I want her escorted here with all haste and courtesy. Roll out the Black Carpet, this lady is to receive the highest honors." He had to still his heart, it was racing faster than he realized. If he didn't calm down he would need a feeder before they got here. He had no idea that any descendants of the Miyamoto Musashi had survived. Anticipating his needs Dorissa called to the feeder pool on the ground floor. "We need a feeder who has not been used today. And be sure that she is pretty, it's for the Director." She then set about making arrangements to have the convoy met. Ten minutes later when the feeder arrived she scrutinized the young girl. She her directors taste, and this girl was definitely pretty enough. But would she be willing to do the other things that he liked after a feeding. "The director is expecting me," she waved her fingers at Dorissa in a dismissive manner. As she was about to protest and stop the young girl her intercom buzzed. "Dorissa, has Lola arrived yet?" The girl actually giggled and curtseyed, then skipped into the office. Making a fast call to the Feeders branch she asked, "Who is the feeder girl Lola that you just sent up?" "Lola? We don't have any Feeder named Lola. The one we dispatched should be there any minute." Pressing a button on the bottom of her desk she said, "Security to the Directors office please." The six armed men arrived quickly. "Dorissa, if you wish to keep your job you will not think of disturbing me at the moment," he said over the intercom. In the background she thought she heard the sounds of slurping. Looking up she saw the ranking security officer smiling. "You just met Lola didn't you?" At her blank look he continued, "She was handpicked by the Countess before she left for Earth. Usually though she doesn't come to the office. He called for her fifteen minutes ago." Damn, she thought. The girl can't be an ordinary feeder to move that fast. She wondered what percentage of her DNA was Draconian. Out of curiosity she started a search for information. "Warning, information search on Draconian feeder, Lola denied. Subject information is 'protected' under Inter-Galactic Royalty Restriction." Seeing the look on her face the guard said, "Forget it we already tried. Only royalty have that high a security on their identities." It was a full half hour or more before the young girl re-emerged from the office. She was walking as if she had just had sex and when Dorissa's upper lip curled in disapproval the girl turned and snapped her fangs at her. Drew was there in an instant. "Dorissa, please be courteous to my Second Wife. Saffrella would not like it if you disapprove." The buzzing of the communications console alerted her. "The convoy just activated the outer markers," she was told. Holding out his arm he offered, Lola, would please be as kind as to stand in Saffrella's place?" The escorts were waiting at the end of the portals exit, ready to stop traffic to lead the convoy to the front steps of the bank. The steps themselves had just been swept down. the rich red carpet rolled up and the Black Carpet rolled out in honor of those who were coming." What the hell? Ma'am we just got a request to be sure Miss Musashi is notified that she is to be greeted by some Correll guy at the bank," said a Com Tech as he handed the flash message to Major Howell Skimming the message Gretchen called her over the intercom. "Myumi, the Director of the bank is extending you full honors." She gave her a heads up. As the trucks exited the off ramp the one known as 'Forge' pulled out to fall in line behind MMA Six, and was itself followed by Blue One. Drew was waiting at the foot of the steps, his anxious attitude was evident in his body language. When the line of trucks stopped, and the rear ramps lowered he watched the lead truck. Then saw out of the corner of his eye the group that emerged from the second truck. A short Japanese woman flanked by a Cheetah Furry and three human's all wearing swords. "She has her own honor guard," he whispered to Lola. Myumi herself carried an Iron wood staff and a pair of forge hammers in her belt. "Mistress Musashi." He bowed to her. "It is great honor to greet you and your honor guard. We welcome you and your Knights of the Unicorn Blade." ?I am pleased to be honored. But there has been a misunderstanding. They are not my Knights. I am merely the teacher in the crafting of the blades that each carries.? At his obvious confusion she suggested they go inside to sort things out. Then as they were turning to ascend the steps the warriors sprang out before them, blades drawn as a metal blade clattered harmlessly to the ground. Her sword shot out pointing toward an upper window across the courtyard and several others took off in that direction. Mayhem broke out as the crowd began to scatter. ?It would seem the lady has someone who wishes her harm,? stated Stephanie as she flipped the Dagger Dart up to catch it in her hand. ?My cousin Gizzell, she was hoping to become the second wife,? stated Lola. ?She is pure Draconian.? In an instant both drew and Stephanie read the argument that had taken place when Saffrella had chosen Lola. ?You?re only a half breed slut. Your first public appearance will be your last. You aren?t fit to be his dinner let alone carry his child.? Silently Stephanie recalled those who had gone in pursuit. ?Let the locals deal with it. They know where she is headed and who she is.? Now Drew looked at Stephanie with a new found amazement. His interest in the ways of the Samurai had led him to study the swords used as well as the codes of honor and the ranks. This would make the Cheetah in front of him a Shogun, since she commanded those around her. Now he looked at the three who stood with her, and the five who fanned out behind them. He looked to see the other two Alpha cores who stood behind those five. This would be the Shogunate. The leaders and teachers of the rest, this one before him, by her swords, would then be the leader of all of them. To all of them he motioned for them to please join them as he led the way up the steps. Following along they introduced themselves. ?I have studied the works and life of Musashi most of my life,? admitted Drew. ?I must admit that I was surprised that it was not Miss Musashi who is the leader.? ?Miss Musashi, holds the one of the highest honors among us,? stated Stephanie. She teaches the craftsmanship of our blades, which carry our honor and mark our commitment.? Only those who have the commitment to hand craft their own blades can rise among our ranks. Because if you lack the commitment to craft your own blades in the traditional manner you lack the fortitude to follow the way of the Master.? ?So you do not seek Fame and Fortune?? ?Fame is a hollow temptation that only lasts until you lose, fortune only lasts if you do not spend it. But true Fame and Fortune is found in Honor and Tradition. Our swords display our honor, and that is our tradition. Our riches will be counted in the knowledge we gain by studying the ways of others, and in being welcomed among those whose lives we touch.? When they reached his office they found it was not empty. Inside waited Astrid, the First Queen of the Phase Spiders. ?Ladies, Gentlemen, if you will?? She motioned to a portal that stood open. ?Hub and DarkLight await.? They fearlessly stepped through to the bridge of the First Ship, and were greeted by, He and the First Dragon.