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New Felicity: The Mur
Cel was still looking for shelters with survivors ten years after the Gulf event. One team found a shelter that had seven women and an apparent wild man.
He refused to show his companions to the team and when one came up from the cellar he punched her hard.
The team subdued him and asked the women to step up. They were asked if they wanted too remain with him or go with them.
All ran outside. All were naked. It was brutally cold.
They left enough supplies for the man to survive for a year then left with the women.
The women were in shock and did not do or say anything until after they were covered with blankets and had a warm cup of chicken soup in their hands. Then one began to giggle. The others were stunned but soon all were giggling too. They finished their soup and promptly went to sleep.
Back in Cel they found none of them spoke a language anyone recognized. Test showed each to be about forty years old but all looked like they were twenty.
Suspecting they were not from Earth Moesha asked the resident aliens to come talk to them.
All the women immediately began to talk rapidly with the Kindred. All seemed to be pleading.
Rah’s father Yggs said, ‘They are from Mur, a warlike planet that was mostly subdued by the Federation many years ago. We were aware that they were close to achieving space travel but when the Federation confronted them they backed down. Recently they had a major war between the five nations that killed nearly all of them.
They treated women abominably and the warriors had as many wives as they wanted.
The man they left behind is a danger to all. He needs to be confined and his ship needs to be confiscated.’
Moesha called Carmen and she immediately ordered the team that had found them to return and arrest the man and bring back his ship.
Finding the man and his ship was easy, he was trying to take off in it. He in fact had fired a weapon at them but it had fizzled before it hit their ship. They forced his ship to the ground and he came out ready to fight but was easily subdued by Lord Jim’s third son Ichiro.
They restrained him and Ichiro went to inspect his ship.
It had been badly damaged and so had a young Devl male.
Ichiro helped him up and asked him if he could fly the ship.
The Devl was astounded that he could speak Devl and did not look at him with hatred. The human apparently understood he was not in league with the Mur.
‘Yes,’ he said. ‘But it will not leave the planet, its energy coils are mostly spent. When I told him that he beat me and decided to try anyway.’
‘We are not going off planet, we are going home.’
Ichiro told his wife Yara, daughter of Moesha and his ship co-captain, ‘We are going to lead you back at a speed that is comfortable for this ship. Tell your Mom a Devl will need medical attention when we get there.’
‘A Devl?’
‘Yes.’
The Devl managed to stay functional until they got home and the medical team immediately took him to Clara.
The Mur was put in a bubble on a tennis court in Felicity and the Council postponed deciding what to do with him until they heard back from the Federation.
All the resident aliens and many humans came to look at him. None had ever seen a Mur.
He did not look like the monster the stories had portrayed. He looked like a Kindred only taller and with hair. His manic behavior had terrified them at first but when he saw four different alien races staring at him he suddenly calmed and sat.
He had realized he was in Federation territory.
He ate his meals and answered questions from Yggs morosely.
He learned that it had been his clan that had started the war and had been the biggest losers.
The survivors of the other clans hated his a lot more than they hated each other so they all joined forces and attacked his clan.
All males of his clan were to be killed on sight.
‘How many space ships did your Clan have?’
‘Many. Most were lost in the war. Three of us left a battle and went home to pick up our wives. The other two ships were destroyed before they reached space. I survived because my Devl was a better pilot than the pursuers were.’
‘So if we send you home you are a dead man. If we send you back to your shelter you will soon be a dead man.’
‘I am safe where I am,’ he acknowledged.
‘True, and you will remain here until the Emperor decrees otherwise.
A word of advice, on this and several other planets the women are in charge. If you insult or hurt any of them they may choose to have you executed at once. Behave towards all as you would a chieftain.
You have already attacked royalty and he may wish to end your life at any time.
You will be transferred later today.’
Rah’s father left him not at all bothered by his exaggerated threats, he knew no one on Cel would harm him but the man was a savage and needed to understand.
The Mur tried not to think about anything.
A few centons later his bubble lifted and carried him to an island in a bay, it was the habitat of giraffes, water buffalo, zebras, ostriches, impalas and wildebeests. The bubble expanded to include a cabin on the island within it and he was now living in the most comfortable home he ever had.
Two things the Kindred knew about the Mur, they worshiped large beasts and they were terrified of deep water.
The Mur’s food and supplies were replaced every ten days but he soon got a note advising him that supplies would stop until his place was clean. He fumed for several days but had to have supplies so gave his home a token clean up.
He got token supplies.
He cleaned up everything including the trash he had left outside and he got full ten day supplies.
The visualizer in his home only received news. He did not understand the languages so he ignored it. Several days later he saw that words in Mur scrolled along the bottom of the screen describing what he was seeing. He was fascinated.
Later visuals featuring the animals on his island began to appear. He learned their names and habits and was fascinated by them.
He cleaned up after himself and when he began to smell something awful in his cabin he soon figured out it was he that stunk.
He was very surprised to find that the water in the shower was a comfortable temperature and enjoyed getting clean for the first time in his life.
He noticed his room still smelled and discovered the stench came from his bed. He took the mattress off and took it outside. Two hours later a small watercraft brought him a new mattress and took away the old one. The men that carried out that task ignored his presence and he stayed out of their way.
There were diagrams detailing how to make up a bed that puzzled him until he looked inside closets and found clean sheets that fit over the bed.
That night he slept on clean linens with a clean body. He was proud of himself.
The next morning he saw that the shield around his cabin was ten meters further out from the front porch. His cleanliness had been rewarded.
A week later women appeared on his island, they were rangers checking on the animals. He was impressed when the very largest giraffe came to them and took a treat from their hand.
He watched the women measure around a zebra and a wildebeest then took samples of the ground. When they were done they got on a platform on the water and left. They had never acknowledged him.
He was impressed with their bravery but had difficulty accepting the fact that he could not have done what they did. But eventually he admitted to himself that the beast was too big and the water was too close to the feet for him.
The next morning when he awoke there was a small shiny oblong box on the table next to the chair in which h
e sat to watch the visuals. It had three buttons and he pressed the red one, the visualizer came on. Panicked that he had done something wrong he pressed the button again and the visualizer went off.
Did he see the button turn green when he pushed it the first time? He wondered.
He pushed the button again and it went green and so did the other two buttons. He pressed one of those side buttons and learned he had just changed the program. He could control the visuals.
At home he had never had any choices in visuals, he had always watched what the Chieftain wanted him to watch.
He began to change channels and just pressed the side button until he saw he was back where he started. He was giddy until an image he had flashed past registered in his brain.
He went through the programming much more slowly until there it was, a note in Mur that read the news would begin in two centons.
He sat stunned for both centons then became manic when the image on the screen became his first wife.
‘Hello, I am told you are doing fine. I told them you were the most intelligent man on your planet and would figure everything out.
First, this planet had not just suffered a war as we thought when we first landed but had been hit by meteors and a large comet. Most of the survivors are on this island.
They were not looking for you when they found us, they were looking for other survivors. They were not your enemy until you hit me. In this planet hitting a woman is the most un-manly thing a male can do. The respect they would have given you vanished then.
The Devl is fine but hitting him did not help your reputation any. The man you charged that easily subdued you is royalty and has placed you there until the Emperor decides your fate.
Expect to be returned to Mur but I hope they allow you to stay even if it is where you are. In Mur you would be tried and executed as a war criminal.
There are Akkad, Devls, Sprites, Kindred, Dorans and humans on this island. There are also Saurans, they are not a myth.
All get along well, all love each other. All seem to love me and love all your other wives. One Duchess is sponsoring me to be a chef.
I am learning a language they call Spanish.
I will renew this visual when I learn you have seen it. Take care. Adios.’
He was stunned. His wife, his first wife had been on a visual. She was fine. She talked to him.
He began pressing buttons to bring her back but couldn’t so he put the controller down and went outside then sat on the grass.
He had never cared whether he lived or died as long as an enemy died with him. Now he wanted to live.
‘Even if it was on just this island,’ he thought.
Five days passed before there was another visual for him. Again it was his first wife.
‘Hello. They told me you had seen my visual. I am so proud to be doing this, everyone thinks I am capable so here I am again.
Cooking here is so much more complicated than cooking at home. The flavors are thousands of times more complicated, some for the worse but most are much, much better than we have ever eaten. My executive chef thinks I am doing well. I love her. She is human.
Your other wives are also doing well. The second has returned to her first profession, making cloths pretty. She has an amazing variety of fabrics to work with. Her tunics are popular.
Oh, the women that take care of the creatures on your island reported you made no gestures or uttered demeaning words to them. That seemed to have surprised many.
I have to finish my speech now. Maybe they will let me cook something for you. By the way if you want to save this visual press both side buttons at once. Adios.’
It took him a few seconds to realize the visual was over and he needed to press the buttons so he did so quickly. It did not work, he had only changed the visual.
His frustration with the hand-held unit was short lived, he was supposed to press both buttons at once and he knew he had not. He was now frustrated with himself.
Five days passed before he had another visual from his wife.
‘They are going to take you a meal cooked by me soon,’ she said excitedly.
‘When they do write me a note on what you think of it. Your other wives love it. My teacher tells me humans and Devl love it.
By the way, Sar has recovered well and has a new friend called Sehel. She is an important person here. They have already had sex but so far they are just friends.
He was asked about you and what he told them I do not know but it couldn’t have been all bad or you would be dead by now.
You have likely lost your fourth and fifth wives to others, a human and Kindred. You are about to lose all your wives as the law says if you become a prisoner of war your wives will be set free. They have decided you committed an act of war against the ship that brought you here. The ruling will be in two days.
I love living here and requested asylum. It has been granted.
I will record another visual soon.’
She did not say adios that time. He did not know what it meant but she seemed proud to say it. He pressed both side buttons and the visual restarted. He played it over and over until it was time to sleep.
Five days later the rangers were back and one brought a box for him. She walked through the shield and placed it on his patio table then placed a tablet on the table too. It was his messaging tablet.
The woman smiled and went through the shield and out.
He wondered why he had not attacked her, held her hostage and demanded a ship to get away. Five millicentons went by before he had the answer, he did not want to leave his home.
He was wondering when his cage began to feel like home then remembered the box. He opened it and found a note that said. ‘I prepared this. It is called paella. Please tell me what you think.’
His first thought was that she was more important there than she had been at home. Humans had brought him food from her.
When he opened the container his sense of smell sang to him.
‘It’s a trap,’ he thought. ‘But why would they poison him, beheading would be much simpler.’
He took a bite. His sense of taste overwhelmed him, it was the best thing he had ever tasted. He was licking the container before he realized he had eaten everything.
The tablet blinked, she wanted to know what he thought.
He wrote it was very good, then added very, very good. Then he wondered why he was holding back and wrote, ‘I was the best thing I have ever eaten in my life. Thank you.’
He had never thanked anyone in his life except the Chieftain. Then he remembered that the Kindred suggested he treat women like chieftains. It had sounded ridiculous to him then and it still did.
But he pushed the send button anyway.
A few centons later the ranger returned and picked up the food container and the tablet. He bowed to her and she smiled at him then got on the platform and left.
He wondered why his face felt weird so he looked in a mirror. He was smiling.
He did not see a new visual for five days and by the afternoon of the sixth he assumed he no longer had a wife and would not hear from her again. He was wrong.
Ten days passed before he heard her say, ‘I have bad news for you today. Apparently you are the last living male of your clan. There is glory for any that kill you but the other clans are decimated themselves. They have requested the Federation grant them Protectorship.
They will have an answer in three months.
They do not expect it to be granted although they are prepared to disarm.
More bad news, you no longer have wives, you are now a prisoner of war.
Your other wives are searching for suitable husbands but we have been told we do not need husbands at all if we don’t want one, we can live independently.
That thought seems t
o have terrified some of them.
The good news is that if your planet is granted its request to the Federation you would fall under their protection too.
I was so proud to read what you said about my cooking. Everyone tells me to keep my head on then they all praise me. I do love everyone here. I am home.’
She just smiled then ended the transmission.
He was not as saddened by the news on his planet as he thought he would be. A Protectorship would mean overseers on his planet but that was what was needed. If no one had arms they would have to talk. They could build things other than war machines.
He regretted losing his wives but the only one he had cared about was his first. He had seen her gain her individuality. He had seen the pride she had in herself. She was happy.
He then realized he was happy for her.
He did not expect any more visuals or meals.
The next day the rangers came back and handed him an earpiece, it was a translator. He put it in his ear and he heard the taller lady say, ‘ We are very busy and we thought since you live here you could just as easily check our creatures for us.
This tablet has all of them listed and our notes on their condition. It has your language and ours so you may make all the notes you want and when you click send the tablet will send the data to us in our language. If you want to see something we wrote just click on it and it will appear in your language.
Lets start with the big guy, his name is Pete.’
He spent the entire day following them and making notes. The rangers were pleasant and allowed him time to assimilate information before continuing.
The beasts he had been terrified of did not seem to be dangerous at all, many came to the rangers for petting.
He walked with them to the platform although he could not get closer than five meters to the water. The women said ‘Adios’ and waved as they left.
He now knew what adios meant.
He spent the night reading every entry on the tablet and as soon as he got up the next morning he went out and double-checked that he had the animals identified correctly.
He was sitting on the grass writing notes amid the herd of zebras when it finally dawned on him the shield was gone.
Of course he knew he would not have the courage to challenge water, Mur can’t swim. But he now had a meaningful job and an exciting job and an entire island to wander in.
He felt himself grinning.
He had risen to the rank of Captain because he had a great memory and was very good with details.
The rangers were very impressed with his reports.
It was all fine for about five weeks until the zebras began to give birth. He sent that message immediately and within five centons five rangers were there to help him. He assisted in a difficult birth, helped carry out a still birth, and wrote copious notes.
That evening in the news he saw himself on the visualizer helping the rangers. He saw that the story was about the zebras, not him, but there was no mention of the fact that he was a captive.
He did not have time to wonder what he thought of that because before the zebra finished giving birth the wildebeest started and he was again working frantically.
Everything eventually calmed down and he had eight weeks before the giraffes would begin to give birth.
He was very happy the gazelles and impalas had already given birth before he got there.
He spent his time sitting amid all the babies which now included about two hundred baby ostriches. He was very proud to see that none of the animals were afraid of him although he was still a bit afraid of their parents, especially the three male ostriches that baby sat their chicks.
Yet he was as content as he had ever been.
Four baby giraffes were suddenly there, they had been born during the evening. He called it in and he received a message asking him if he needed any help.
He almost said ‘Yes’ but stopped. They were really asking him if he thought he could handle it by himself. There were just ten female giraffes but only eight were pregnant. The four babies he saw were well.
He answered that he would contact them if he needed help.
Then he added, ‘Thank you.’
That evening he found a ranger uniform on his bed. The name tag read eGr.
It was his.
He laughed out loud and began to get in it then suddenly stopped and took a shower then when dry put it on and looked at himself in the mirror.
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