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Part 4: A Cult Story
Sister Danica and Tawny sat alone with the two Near Women in the classroom
doubling as the briefing area. Details were being solidified for thier
foray into the world beyond these walls.
"Sister Tawny you look a little distracted. We wanted to keep your first
mission as simple as possible, so it can't be the details bothering you.
Something on your mind? Should I give you the outline again?" Near Woman
Felicia pressed the preoccupied Sister as Near Woman Sophia stood at the
head of the classroom staring at Tawny with her usual stern look. Tawny
glanced over to Danica who was studying the map carefully. They were the
only two in the room.
"Sorry Near Woman. No need. It is simple but I want to get it right."
Tawny lied about where her mind had gone; now that she was leaving the
compound she was calculating a way to make it known she was alive and well
situated within the organization. But with eyes on her, including Danica -
who may care for her but loves her faith more - it would prove difficult.
Tawny relayed the plan back, "Distracted yes, but I understand perfectly.
We are blindfolded from here until we get outside of Santa Barbara. There
we meet the men who will supply us with the weapons. We put everything in
the trunk and meet at the extraction point, get blindfolded and return
home."
"You are leaving out a critical detail. I know you know it, but I want you
to say it."
"If the police become involved under no circumstances let them take us
alive."
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Being blindfolded for so long in the car was giving Tawny a sense of car
sickness. She really needed to be able to use her usual trick of focusing
her eyes on something on the horizon to shake the feeling. Sister Danica
leaned against her asleep using Tawny's bosom as a pillow. Tawny felt a
slight conflicted pang of jealousy; so full of purpose and clear of mind
Danica didn't have a single worry in the world despite the dangerous
nature of the mission. To be that sure about anything in this world would
be nice.
"We're here." Near Woman Felicia removed their hoods. The Sisters got out
of the car and stretched off their long journey. The sun beamed brightly
down on them as the ocean to the west carried in a cool breeze. Being in
the open like this gave Tawny a slight feeling of vertigo that quickly
dissipated. She had been outside in courtyards numerous times, but she
just now realized it had been years since she had been in a completely
unwalled wide-open space.
"Here's the part where I would describe the supplier, but he backed out
and was replaced by a new guy. Mirakyan is his name. We don't know much
about him other than he knew all the details and code words. You're to go
meet him in a field several blocks from here. I have the directions
written down."
"You have a new gun supplier and he wants to meet in a field? Don't you
think ...?"
"Is that a problem Sister Tawny? Are you showing weakness of faith or
questioning the plans drawn up by the Women?"
The expression on Danica's face said clearly, "Our first mission, don't
blow this now."
"I am not Near Woman," Tawny assured against her better instincts.
Driving to the meet, Danica looked in the review mirror as though even
being in a car was not enough, but that distance needed to be put between
them and the Near Sister before she spoke, "What was that about?"
Tawny tried to smile confidently, "Nothing, nothing at all. But you need
to trust me on this. I know it is not part of the plan but when we arrive,
please slowly circle the streets around the field first. I need to have a
look."
Danica, hesitantly, did as asked and drove the car in the weaving pattern
as Tawny asked for as her Sister checked out the streets and alleyways
near the large open field.
"Just as I thought," Tawny said as the car continued to move around the
streets, "Danica? Do you trust me?"
"You are acting very strange; not telling me something. And I am not
comfortable improvising on the plans we were given. But, yes, I do."
"Ok. Listen. This field is surrounded by tall apartment buildings and a
ring of woods. You can plant snipers on the rooftops and people can enter
the wood line unseen, surrounding us once we're in," Tawny elaborated,
"That by itself may not be a problem. But at the last moment we end up
with a new supplier that no one has apparently heard of. It's probably a
trap. Whether it is a trap by this so-called Mirakyan guy or the
authorities, I don't know. But if we play this smart, we may get what we
want without ... having to sacrifice ourselves."
"You seem to know an awful lot about these kinds of things." Her eyes were
piercing. There were questions she obviously wanted to ask but Danica held
her tongue.
The two women parked their car just inside the ring of woods surrounding
the field walking toward the SUV parked in the middle. "Approaching them
without the vehicle will relax them a bit since there's no way we could
make an escape to the wood line without it. Also, do not look up at the
apartments," Tawny warned, "they can't know we may know."
For Tawny the strategy was clear. Despite saying it could be the gun
dealer, this trap had "police sting" all over it. Warning Danica kept the
Sister's attention on her surroundings and less on her. If these were
police, she would find a way to subdue Danica and allow them to be
arrested before her Joined partner tried to die by her own hand. Tawny may
not have the location of the cult compound, but she was privy to enough
valuable information to be taken out of her undercover role and given her
life back.
As Tawny approached the vehicle, she immediately recognized Captain Alex
Walters standing with another man unknown to her. What was a police
captain doing on a sting? With her womanly body and feminized face, it
was obvious the Captain didn't recognize her. At least not immediately.
Each man held tightly to protective pistols as they would in any normal
gun deal. They were undoubtedly backed by snipers having the two Sisters
of Achelois in their sights.
Danica looked at her quickly to get unspoken instruction. There was such
loving trust in her eyes .... It pained Tawny deeply.
Tawny decided.
"Captain Walters. Lower your weapon. It's Thomas Elliot."
The Captain's eyes grew wide and in a sweeping motion Tawny snatched to
gun from the back of Danica's skirt band and tossed it to the ground at
his feet. The two men rushed toward her and put her joined partner into
cuffs straight away, placing her into the back of the car.
Danica's look of betrayal and confusion was heartbreaking.
Alex Walters was cautious, but upon knowing the former identity of the
woman before him, he could see Thom's face behind the changes done to her
face, "It is you. My god what have they done?"
"Agent Aaron, this is professor Thomas Elliot. The liaison that we placed
undercover years ago."
Tawny spoke, "It is a pleasure agent. It would be more pleasurable if you
lowered your weapon. I promise you I'm no Patty Hearst."
Captain Walters really took in Tawny for the first time, pushing back
against the information his eyes were giving him. He said simply, "They
really did a number on you."
"They did. But I managed to find my truth. So here I am," she smiled and
could tell her transformative attractiveness made the police captain
uncomfortable. More than once she caught him looking at her cleavage and
the shape of her legs in her heels, "I also figured out it was a sting,
thank god. I've been dying to get out the compound for god knows how long.
I'm still in the dark about a lot of what they're doing in there, but I
can begin to help put together a better picture."
"That's excellent," Agent Marcus Aaron said, "we can't wait to debrief you
when you're ready."
"I'll be ready soon enough, believe me. Pretty good set up with the field,
sniper nests and all agent. Were there ever any guns?"
He proudly walked to the back of the SUV and opened it. In it was a
stockpile of weapons and magazines. "Snipers, police back up a couple
blocks out and helicopters at the ready. And yes, the guns are here too.
Every detail is important."
"If you don't mind," Tawny said, "I would love to just get out of here. I
haven't had a decent meal forever."
"Of course," the agent smiled and spoke into a field radio, "Stand down.
Suspects apprehended and secured. Authority: Romeo sixer niner alpha
sierra.
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Driving toward Los Angeles, Tawny explained the entire process to the
officers in detail, the drugs and hormones hidden in the Elixir of Truth,
the scripture designed to both brainwash and create a belief in the
impossible magic of sex change by divine intervention, the hierarchal
structure; only the sexual details of the Ceremony of Acceptance was left
out. The two officers listened in disbelief occasionally asking questions.
Yes, they had gotten some information out of the cult member they had
captured, but until now they didn't understand the scope. Neither could
believe that such a thing was not only possible but held hundreds under
its thrall.
Danica already broken from Tawny's betrayal and being taken in alive,
silently wept beside her at the truth shattering her world.
"I'm so very sorry about this," Tawny said.
"You should be," she said between sobs.
"Love," she said to Danica, "I wasn't talking to you."
With a swift motion she pulled out her pistol and smacked Agent Marcus in
the passenger side of the car, he went unconscious almost instantly.
Placing the gun to the back of Alex Walters head she said, "I am really
sorry about this. But as I said. I found my truth. It's not Thomas Elliot.
It's not the cult. It's the woman seated beside me. Now drive to where I
tell you and our friendship will end with me knocking you out and not with
me shooting you."
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The Near Woman had her weapon leveled at the SUV as it pulled up to the
extraction point. She breathed a sigh of relief seeing Sister Tawny behind
the wheel, but even then, never lowered it.
"We don't have time to get into details. It was a police sting, but we
have the weapons. So, we need to transfer them as quickly as possible and
get on the road. This vehicle is tracked undoubtedly, and they won't stay
knocked out forever, so we have probably minutes."
Near Woman Felicia was unaccustomed to taking orders from Near Sisters,
but she was sharp enough to see that the situation was exactly as Sister
Tawny said. The Near Woman saw that Danica was not moving, just seated in
the SUV, handcuffed, clearly severely devastated about something. Had she
had to kill someone, Felicia wondered? Why was she still cuffed?
They rapidly loaded the weapons into the car and sped away. Tawny could
only hope that the weapons weren't tracked. The Near Woman pulled into an
empty parking, "Time for your hoods."
"Actually, Near Woman Felicia, no hoods. Tawny raised her gun. It's my
second ..." she looked over at Danica, "My third betrayal of the day.
We're not going back yet. You are going to wait behind that building
hidden. I am going to take this car, and in several hours' time I will
return to get you. We are going to all drive back to ... wherever ... with
eyes wide open. I will take whatever my punishment shall be when I return
to the church. And Near Woman, I will shoot you where you stand if you
don't get out now."
Tawny got behind the steering wheel next to Danica in the passenger seat.
Unlocking Danica's cuffs, she placed a pistol between the two of them. "Do
not use that on yourself, and please do not shoot me until I've finished
everything I have to say. Give me at least that much as joined partners.
And if that is your choice at the end, I will not stop you."
"Where are we going?" Danica said bitterly, placing her hand on the
weapon, but not picking it up.
"To close a chapter," she sighed and went on, "When I told the police
everything I knew, I wasn't speaking to them Love. I was speaking to you.
It has been a burden on my heart that I was living a lie and that you
believed in not only the I was telling you, but the lie the church was as
well. You may not want to lay eyes on me again. You may even want to kill
me for tearing away your foundation without a warning. But you're my
Joined partner. I needed you to know.
"From the beginning. The truth. Everything. Where to start? I was Thomas
Elliot. An expert on alternative religions that rely on brainwashing. I
was also someone who worked with the police. The church did not find me on
their own, I purposely sought them out. But even before that, I was also
someone who enjoyed making myself into a woman ..."
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Mary Kane approached the bench where two women in matching t-shirts,
shorts and flip flops sat. The clothing, particularly the shoes, looked
extremely cheap, like one would buy in a drugstore or gas station. The two
women seemed harmless if not overly tense, "You sure you weren't
followed?" one of the women asked Mary.
"As sure as someone who knows nothing about being tailed can be. Now you
said you've spoken to my ex-husband. I need to know he's okay. His son
needs to know."
Tawny pulled down her cheap sunglasses, "Mary Kane from Sacramento
California who divorced her husband for his secret clothing collection,
look at me."
"Thomas?" She laughed unexpectedly, "It is you. Oh god I'm so happy you're
alive. But what have they ... you ... done ...?" her joy turned to
caution, "Is this the cult thing? Or is this 'I finally have gone all the
way' thing?" Mary leaned over to see the other woman. She watched Mary
carefully but said nothing.
"A bit of both. Listen I have no time. I've done some things, like robbed
a store for these clothes, maybe knocked out some cops ... maybe even Alex
..."
"Thomas!"
It was at this point the other woman spoke simply saying, "Tawny. Her name
is Tawny, unless she rejected that too."
"It's very complicated. I had to choose my betrayal. Someone was going to
get hurt. But that's not why I'm here. I need to know, are you happy?"
Tawny asked, "Is Tony still around, is he treating you well? And
Christian. Is he doing well? Does he get on with your man?"
Mary nodded.
"Listen," Tawny said, "I just need to see Christian. He's in the car,
right? He won't recognize me, it's been so long, and I look like this now.
A woman. I won't tell him who I am, I don't want to confuse him. I just
want him to know that I know his dad, and that he loves him and is safe,
but he can't come back."
Not really asking permission, Tawny stood up and smiled. Mary was taken
aback at how beautiful this ... stranger ... who was once her husband was,
"I might even tell him to listen to that hairy ape of yours," and with
that she walked over to the car.
Mary turned to the woman she had been left alone on the bench with, "And
who are you?" Mary asked.
"I'm Sister Danica ... we're join- ... I'm her wife. And despite all this,
I think I still love her."
"Oh my, I see."
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Making their way back to the compound without blindfolds, they sent Near
Woman Felicia in demanding an audience with the Four Women. Sisters Tawny
and Danica stood outside beside the car full of weapons in a large open
parking lot in front of the church. Seeing it from the outside was
impressive. It was large but looked to be a series of large non-descript
connected warehouses hiding well what was inside. And as Tawny had guessed
long ago, they were in the middle of a vast patch of California desert
nowhere. Tawny wondered what kind of deal they worked with the county to
be left alone enough that authorities never considered looking here all
this time.
The approaching four women in the immaculately put together red attire
were furious. Woman Moira was the angriest by far, her pale face was a
darker red than her blouse, "And why should we grant you an audience? Near
Woman Felicia told us in detail all about your unforgiveable break in
protocol. A direct insult to - "
It was Sister Danica who interrupted, "Because we know what the Elixir of
Truth is. And based upon what Sister Tawny was telling me, I bet she could
name it down to the last ingredient; hallucinogens and all. Because we
both know you write the Hidden Scriptures. Because we are aware that
plastic surgery is always used in ascendancy because growing a vagina is
impossible; so much so that you four may not even have them. That's why
you are granting us an audience."
So, their most devout member has been exposed to the truth. The look of
calm superiority that defined Woman Olympia's face moved to that of
irritation. She got straight to the point, "What do you want?"
"We want to leave you alone to get up to whatever your end game is."
Sister Tawny said, "Your methods and brainwashing are corrupt and wrong.
Make no mistake. But in spite of you, not because, we are enlightened.
Ascended."
"We," Danica continued, "want to start a sister church. And we want access
to your money and chemicals until we get on our feet. Our church shall,
however, operate in the light of day and do good works. People will come
and go as they choose. They will know the ascendance is guided by the hand
of Woman. And they will read a more ... kind version of the Hidden
Scriptures knowing they were written by the members of the church."
"Our Protestantism to your Catholicism." Tawny clarified.
"And why would we agree? We do have ways to contain you, an entire armed
cadre of Sisters" Woman Cora pointed out.
"One: we're two of the most favored Sisters in the church. Well loved by
Sisters, Near Sisters, Near Women and Priestesses alike. Turning on us
would cause waves. Doubt. Can't have doubt, can you? Two: I don't know how
much television you watch in those secret chambers of yours, but TV shows
are full of good ideas. You know those emails people write that are timed
to be sent if no one delays them? Ones that tell where to find a church
full of women pumped up on illegal drugs harboring guns? See this phone? I
have one of those ... well ... assuming the people I send it to will read
it after I smashed them on the back of the head and stole a car full of
police confiscated weapons ... but I digress."
Sister Danica spoke, taking a far less threatening tone, "If our coming
into the light works, then you too may one day join us, or come out into
the light on your own. And if being true of purpose an heart is not enough
for you, an established movement makes more money than all your illegal
operations combined, probably, but with little risk. Our success can be
your success."
"Okay. We understand." Woman Cora said, clearly ready to be done with all
the breakaway nonsense and return to the status quo, "We will allow this.
Shall we discuss how to make this work?"
"Yes," Tawny smiled attempting to lighten the mood in the spirit of
cooperation, "but only if you tell us where you get those wonderfully
expensive red outfits."
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Epilogue
Burt Mayerson sat staring at the bridge from the park bench. His gaze, as
it had been for hours, was unwavering as was his determination. Yes, he
had escaped a prison sentence by way of one of the country's best legal
teams, but legal fees and bankruptcy left him with nothing in the bank.
The media's detailed description of his misdeeds had left him with nothing
in the family and friends' arena. All parts of his life added up to a
simple truth: he was truly alone, disgraced.
"Burt Mayerson," Burt was startled by the voice behind him. Two well
dressed women in red, without invitation, sat on either side of him. He
braced for the disdain and accusations from strangers that had been his
life of late.
"You could jump off that bridge as you've been readying yourself to do for
hours," said the blonde woman to his left. Her voice was soothing in a
matriarchal manner despite her young years.
"Or," said the brunette to his right, "we can give you a better away out.
A way to leave yourself completely behind; completely unrecognizable to
the world. To better yourself through good works in the community. A fresh
start like no other."
The blonde: "Come with us and just listen. If you do not like what you
hear, if you are not ready for the change, then we will leave you be."
"Who are you?" the man asked. He felt as though he should be unsettled,
but there was something about these two ...
"I am Woman Tawny. This is Woman Danica. We are from the New Church of
Achelois."
Recognition crossed Burt's face, "I read about you. You're the women who
did all that great relief work after the recent earthquakes in Mexico.
You're like nuns though. All women. What do you want with me?"
Woman Danica spoke, "To truly leave our old lives behind, we gave up
everything. Including our old gender. We are women carved from the
starting clay of man. You seem like a man who could leave everything
behind for a better life. One not wasted on dashing yourself on the rocks
below that bridge. All we ask is that you listen."
Tawny and Danica, took Burt's hands in theirs, and the three of them
stood.
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The End
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