Chapter 9: Impact

Warning this is going to be a heavy Familiar chapter of the story. So many of the characters back stories are going to be flushed out, and there will be follow-ups to what has happened in the previous chapter. Also, there are a lot of sexual references in this chapter with descriptions. More should be coming up soon.
Bodie was looking over the list of the various Transgenic groups that the Familiar community had been able to piece together. She was concerned that this was going to be more difficult than she had originally thought. There were like Nine types of X-Series... Shit even then trying to match them to their Familiar equivalent had been a monster headache... Olan had pretty much fallen asleep at the computer after taking twelve aspirins and three cups of herbal tea just to unwind. Jeanne, their liaison with the council looked like she needed the rest more than they did. Between some of the basic combat training that Bodie had given her, she looked like she was about to drop dead. Hell given that she was curled up with a stuffed animal screamed that she was scared. Bodie decided that if she was this scared by the information, then when they infiltrated Terminal City, she would be discovered and probably killed on site by the Transgenics... Bodie realized what this girl needed was someone to talk to. With that, she walked over.

"Jeanne..." Bodie spoke, but given how nervous and scared Jeanne was she almost jumped.

"Yes..." she squeaked unsure if Bodie was ordering her to do something.

"Just stay there... listen..." Bodie took a deep breath... "Do you just want to talk... you know about things..." Jeanne was perplexed...

"What things???" She clutched the stuffed animal harder.

"You know... stuff... like do you have any brothers or sisters... um... when was the first time that you lost your virginity..."

"Is this part of the mission..." Jeanne fretted...

"NO... Oh God... No..." Bodie looked at the young Familiar... "Shit... I mean... I just want to talk... girl to girl... you know no Familiar or Conclave or any Transgenic Crap..." Bodie sat down on the raised box that had become Jeanne's makeshift bed. "I mean... what is your favorite type of music... I'm a kinda of New Country, Seventy's rock type of girl... you?" Jeanne blinked a few times... It was as if the entire Familiar Caste system had hurt this girl's development. "You can speak... I mean right now, I think we all need a break from all the research we have been doing."

"Boddicca..." Jeanne said cautiously as she tested out the waters. "I know that you are trying to open up." There was a long pause. "But... I'm scared." Bodie leaned over and hugged Jeanne.

"Yeah me too... I mean my best friend got her kid tattooed." Bodie said as she ran her hand along Jeanne's back. "I mean if the Transgenics decide to wipe us out... I think there are some of the parents that might have to tell their kids to forget them and act like Genetically Engineered Super soldiers. I mean I don't think there is going to be an end to parents tattooing the backs of their kids necks even after we get through this, but I think the glyphs are going to change." There was a long pause as Jeanne looked at Bodie in fear.

"Listen, Our mission here is to find out if there is a way to at least to make peace with the Transgenics. Or..." The pause stuck in the air. "At least have them think that we are not a threat." Jeannine looked at Bodie a little nervous.

"Yeah, and the first thing is I'm going to give you a tattoo." Bodie said as she pulled out the template and the needle gun out of the medical kit. Then Bodie paused when she saw the back of Jeanine's neck. "Okay, we are going to have some of your hair, you have a ton of peach fuzz back here."

Sergi Cosik was looking over what he knew of what Eyes Only had given to him. This Gilliland had screwed with both sides of the law. Eyes Only trying to get to the bottom of a murder investigation, Cosik finding out that a conman who had coned millions from low-end artists had not given those in his money-laundering firms their correct cut. Now with his daughter out of danger and the damages that had been done to his blood, even towards his unborn blood, he wanted vengeance. His feeling that when he got his hands on the bastard that attempted to hurt his child, he would make sure that the level of punishment would fit the damage he would have done to his extended family. A Bath in concrete would fit this perp very nicely.
Shaldala Loamagi was looking in on her patient. When she signed up to be an EMT, this wasn't the part of the job she asked for. However, considering that how the call had come in was a bit disconcerting. A simple treating of a broken wrist was simple enough, but it was the state in which the woman she had found when she arrived at the call that made her worry. Semi-nude.

Somehow during a period of really rough lesbian sex, this woman's lover had inadvertently broken her lover's wrist during some... vaginal insertion... cough... Her lover must have freaked out after realizing that her lover had not like her climaxed at the pinnacle of orgasmic conclusion. But in all actuality had passed out from the pain of a broken wrist... Given the frantic phone call and the mood that had surfaced given how fast this woman's lover had split and how franticly stuff and been grabbed meant one of two things. One that her lover didn't want it getting out that she was a lesbian or two. Given the injury on the wrist and how black and blue it was, showed that her lover had super human strength given the number of photos of the Asian girl and this woman were littered around the apartment. Even including the two of them kissing. Therefore, that probably meant that one was out and left two. Superhuman... aka Transgenic. So, like what she had heard in the past about a guy getting "accidentally" electrocuted a few weeks back during Halloween after a love tryst with a Transgenic girl who freaked out after she realized that he was a home grown human. Given the spit when your cover is blown pretty much stated that the Transgenics were based on a "if revealed you run" idea. However, right now Shandala realized that for this woman the next few hours would reflect on what would happen to her relationship with her lover. Sometimes learning the truth hurt, but it also helped people heal. Shandala was hoping that for this woman and her lover, an understanding would come from this. Moreover, Shandala wouldn't have to hide her heritage of being something different. Maybe looking up and talking with a Transgenic would help her and her boyfriend come to an understanding that she was a creation of science and of "magical" gods. Moreover, Through that she could reveal that like the super soldiers running around, she too was human and desired to live her life in peace with him.

Olan woke up feeling a bit sick, considering the pizza she had eaten. Between looking over what profiles the Seattle PD had on the Transgenics of Terminal City and the Familiar details that every One of her people had gathered, she had been able to identify several key Transgenics that Four-Five -Two used as her advisors. A black street-wise X-Five female known as Cindy. A male X-Five, who had been her breeding partner, now has her supply officer. A X-Five medical officer who had run the counter assault during the Battle of the Freaks. Some bestial who was her confidant and a reptilian Bestial who was her military advisor. All of this added up to some interesting individuals that were going to be a challenge to deal with if they got caught in Terminal City. However, it was the limited Intel that the Familiar community had gotten Intel on a few key others that might be their way in. The Transgenics were looking for supply personnel that knew botany, and biological filter systems, so she needed to see if either flat out infiltration would work or just some subtle persuasion to blend in. She went through her skill base to see if just blocking the Transgenics, thoughts would work, but for the time being, creating an Identity for all of them and who they were was slowly taking shape. Jeanine would defiantly would have to be an X6 with no field experience. So having Bodie give her a weapons crash course would be the priority. In seven days, they would be entering Terminal City and hopefully pulling this mission by the seats of their pants.
Jeanne felt the back of her neck being shaved as the transparent plastic mould was turned around in her hands. Her thoughts went to what she was about to do for her people. She knew that either she would die, or maybe one day be a mother herself as she looked down at the recently healing tissue on her arm. The Freeborns had gotten hold of nanomachines designed for advanced tissue regeneration. The rumor was that they had been salvaged out of a cyberized Transgenic. She didn't know what scared her more, where the little robots had come from or the fact that her cells might be now Transgenic. Jeanne looked and rubbed her arm as she saw the scar tissue change and become smooth where the modified Conclave glyph used to be. She moved her thoughts to different subjects such as the information about the mind walkers that Manticore had cooked up, Rumors were that Sandeman had advanced the line by several hundred generations. Rumors were that time manipulation, matter control, even the ability teleport. The crazy idea that she might be able to pass herself off as an medical officer but the odds of that might not be in her favor. In other words, she could pose as a communications officer. Maybe a bike messenger, but given Four-Five-Two's background there might be someone doing a background check on her. Maybe Bodie could pass, but if the other Transgenics that were at Jam Pony probably could smell her out given the experience the Phallaics went up against. Some levels of Intel that had been gathered stated their odds of pulling this off was going to be a snowball's chance in hell, it would only take a small miracle to pull this off.
Temari was walking around TC as she noticed that though the city was dark. But the feeling that the night was where the Transgenics liked to be was something that Temari liked doing, That was when Hinata her X-Series Night Eyes friend showed up.

"Hey Temari... did you hear." Hinata called out.

"Hear what?"

"Maya has an Ordinary Lover..." Hinata said as she moved over to a nearby fire.

"So who is the lucky guy?" Temari said as she adjusted her hood over her blond hair.

"Actually from what I hear, it was a female..." Hinata said as she blinked her highly refractive eyes as the absorbed ambient light was changed within the inner reflective surface from their usual silver to bright green.

"Female... as in she is a homosexual!!!" Temari spoke in a hushed whisper.

"Yes... and she is talking with Max old Four-Five-Two herself about how to proceed next."

"So she is looking for fucking advice from Max or something more?" Temari looked around to see if anyone was listening in.

"More like how to come out of the Transgenic closet without scaring the crap out of her lover."

"No Shit!!!"

"Yeah, No Shit, Temari... I would freak out if I was bonking some Ordinary and he saw my eyes. But in your case It probably would be your first heat cycle that would have to give you away."

"Yeah I guess so." Temari paused. "So what about that Tiger Strip that you are dating? Planning to share some heat with him." Temari said sexily. Hinata blinked and was caught off guard. "Oh I see, you liked talking about everyone else's sex life, but when it comes to your own... You blush and try to denial it." Hinata looked at Temari and tried to state something but the words couldn't' come to her mouth.

"I...I...I..."

"Hin... I have seen you do Yoga, with and without clothes... Trust me you have more erect phalluses forming when you past by than most of the seduction models could ever perform." Temari slyly grinned.

"I have to get going." Hinata said as she blurred away.

"Okay... But you better share some heat sometime soon, because we are not getting any younger." Temari said as she decided that taking up yoga might improve her own chances of catching a male.

Aura was standing on a hilltop of the Multi-user virtual game environment she administrated over. Over the last eight months there had been a surge in the number of good diggers, virtual squatters, hijacked accounts, and illegal transactions on the various internet auction and trading sites had alerted Aura's attention. So right now formulating a plan, she decided to do a rare item hunter contest on her network. Given the size and sheer number of the squatters, she decided to see which accounts she could run a back trace on during their game play. So instead of having some Lone Wolf mercenary player "kill" off the players, she decided to have a little trap and see if she could locate and help the human right's people shut down some of the Gold Coin Factory sweat shops. Now given the conditions of some of these places, she just needed manpower, or in this case several ACT-I helping her out.

"Server J-23 Alpha configured for ISP back trace." Aura said as she brought up her data tablet before her. Behind her Reika walked up in her human ID.

"You know I hate the fact that you don't have any Foxes, or Anphro creatures in your database." Reika said as she tugged on the leather armor she had on.

"Sorry, but the system upgrades for more character costumes and forms will not be in beta until next week." Aura said as she turned around.

"Well why don't you wait until then to do this bust?"

"Well considering that performing this bust is more important. See that upgrade you are wanting so badly is the very bait that I am using to push out these rules violators." Aura said as she floated over to a rock so that she could have some ground underneath her feet so that she could pound her frustrations out with her bare foot.

"So what is the big deal about getting rid of some players? It ain't like you can't find more?" Reika said as she stretched out her avatar just to see the flexibility of the movement protocols.

"More players, Yes, but it is jerks like these that make the work of the other players hurt so bad." Aura said as she pulled up images of the various monsters and creatures she was planning to unleash. "I want to get rid of the trash and keep the ones willing to work towards playing by the rules."

"So pretty much you are going to have a little culling of the scum." Reika said looking out at the field.

"Yes... and I need you to help me run the back trace of the users so that I can get the cameras in the mobile units to transmit images to the various Human rights organizations so that busts can occur." Aura said as she watched as a propped up terminal she had affixed on a nearby boulder started to monitor the number of logins occurring on the server they were in. The spinning-floating clock signaling the local server time was about to signal the start of the battle. That was when a group of figures appeared with a large BFG Catapult. Aura looked at them and recognized the Avatars and the ISP addresses. Trini and Avery. The two humans who had led her on to the plights of the children working in the cyber sweatshops from their London and New York Terminals.

"Trini, Avery... I see that you brought the large piece of firepower along you said you bring." Aura said as she waved towards them.

"Yeah we brought the BFG, so we could get rid of those Buggers." Avery spoke in her thick Soho London accent.

"Yeah... I mean I am paying good money through my online account to play this MMORPG on my Mobile." Trini said as she waved towards Aura. "So who is your friend?" The two said as they stopped coming up the hill leaving the large piece of equipment behind.

"Reika..." Aura said as she motioned over

"So let's get this Lord of the Rings slaughter fest going." Avery said as she looked down at the valley.

"Okay..." Reika said as she watched Aura call up the first monster, the third, the fourth, Fifth... "How many monsters are you planning to dump on these poor sobs?"

"Nine thousand twenty-five."

Aura said as the tons of the drones, monsters, beasts, and other things that the programmers had cooked up for the players to fight for points.

"Those are pretty much the standard monsters we have all seen." Trini said as she watched the creatures attack the players on the battlefield.

"Yes..." Aura said as she tapped the terminal she had a few times. "But. Have you seen these guys?" With that, several creatures appeared on the field.

"What are those things?" Avery said as she saw several golden dumbbell looking creatures show up, then several Dean Devlin versions of Godzilla showed up with headless riders on their backs, then they saw something that caught all of their attentions. "Now this is my masterpiece." A large slug like monster came on the scene.

"Your masterpiece is a five story tall giant monster slug." Reika said looking at the creature.

"Oh, contraire..." Aura said as she tapped a few keys... "The outside is meant to get their attention. But it is this that should really creep them out." With that, the monster Slug exploded as the battle started to draw all of their cover fire.

"Okay you cover the battlefield in monster slug slime." Reika said looking at the scene.

"Look at the date stream and you will see what the slim is supposed to do." Aura said as the data stream flooded the system like a tsunami as terminal information started to show up on the computer.

"Wait, you are pinging the location of all the users on the field?" Reika said as she looked at the screen near here.

"Yes and the processing is to narrow down the highest number of individuals in a single place via server ISP, those would be the individuals that I should be looking for." Aura said as the virus program inserted itself into the cameras of the mobile units in order to receive information from the various camera units on the various computers, handheld phones, personal hand held terminals and a few mobile implants. The data transfer sent photos and video data towards her sever. "Could you run those faces through your international recognition software?" Aura said as she whispered in an encrypted single line towards Reika as she spoke.

"Okay girls, I think this bloodbath started." Aura said as she moved the data fields. "Lets start firing rounds. I want you to target the beasts below, and have some fun while you are at it." With that, the two human girls armed the large catapult and started to lob rounds into the oncoming monsters on the battlefield below.

"I'll see if I can get the data back to you." Reika said as she watched the data slowly be stored in a hefty file.

"You do that, and I'll see after I do the bloodbath what information people have on the Transgenic community for you." Aura said as she watched the battle play out.

"Hey... This is better than the Frank Miller version of the Battle of Thermopylae." Trini called out as she watched the bloodshed of players and monsters dying on the screen.

"Yes I believe you are right." Aura said as she decided to throw some AI drone knights into the mix just to keep the battle going for the next couple of hours.

Katia C-822 felt her naked body as she explored every feature of her generically engineered body as she started to ponder about her sexuality. It had been three days since she had been informed she was pregnant. Being a Spartan class combat soldier made her think about how the child would affect her battle awareness. Therefore, with assurances from Ms. Reika she was granted access to the Manticore medical database. Some of the data she encountered made her blood run cold. Even the references of how the fetal developments of some of the Transgenics like herself were done. She nearly lost her lunch when she saw a video of a partial-birth abortion followed by an autopsy of both mother and child. The mother was still alive during the study. Ms. Reika had assured her that would not occur on her watch and Katia was given clearance to view the alliance records she was releasing to various human rights organizations, media, and governmental agencies.

Since a loose alliance between the Manticore series and her own kind had been established under Ms. Reika's leadership, there had been a slow yet methodical process of information between the two groups as 452 attempted to form links with Pro-Transgenic factions of the government and give people like herself a chance to integrate into society under legal means. Some of the battle-hardened soldiers of the Manticore unit had come in as advisors to aid in an integration of all of the Super soldier units under a single administrative body. Combined with this the release of illegal operations information to the public was greasing the wheels for other governments to come forward with their programs and the stages they were at to the public.

This was a more or less of a cleaning of house via the new commander of the validity Aimee Reika. Who had over the last few months had established a strong reputation among the Spartans as being a strong leader, but a Smart and Wise one when it came to mission deployments.

Now was Katia standing naked in her quarters occasionally looking at the mirror as she had wondered was she going to be taking out of field duty, be stuck in some lab for research as her child developed. Dissected... The footage of X5-626 haunted her mind as she was analyzed to death in that submersion tank.

The pile of DVDs, Books, Journals, Audiobooks, Computer files that were sitting on the floor all covered one subject... Pregnancy; were purchased by Ms. Reika as a peace offering to her. But the book she took the most pleasure in was the reading of a historical novel based in Ancient Spartan Greece about a girl coming of age in that society. What had captivated her was the similarities between that society and her own, but the scene of the jumping fertility dance made it seem like she should have been living in that time rather in this one, especially how the love scene was written was so much like the night of the conception of her unborn child.

Katia wondered about her time spending that one night with her fellow Spartan warrior and experience sexual exploration of both their bodies. She remembered how she snuck out of her quarters and along with a fellow Spartan enjoyed a night of carnal exploration just to see what it felt like. She remembered how the feeling of her breasts being touched, caressed, and even kissed as they became engorged with blood. How she explored her own sense of sex as she felt her body become penetrated as she had her sex-hymen broken and blood rushed from between her legs as her body sucked in the male genetic profile into her womb. That was several weeks ago, right during the week that their new commander took over and they were sent to defend the human troops and Transgenics in Terminal City.

Katia moved her hand down into her vaginal tract with that memory as she moved towards the urgency of the present. Given that Katia had smuggled out a memory card on medical information on all the Centurions ever produced including her own when she was in the computer lab. Pulling of a move of concealment, she had placed the card into her vaginal tract for transport through security. Now hours later as she reached down to retrieve it out of her body cavity, the card had become lodged into a point of her virgina where she could not access it easily. Why when they created her, did they have to give her such a small vaginal slit to procreate with? She dreaded in the coming month where she had to contend with the fact that a human the size of a watermelon would be coming out of that same hole.

Forcing her hand deeper in she felt the slick wet warmth of her womanhood as she patted around with her fingers until she found the rectangular piece of plastic of the one-terabyte memory card. Shoving her hand in deeper she felt her body heave as she hit the arousal nerves in her vaginal tract as she arched her back down to give her hand those extra few centimeters they needed to snag the card. Clenching her teeth to fight through the sense of pleasure, she moved her hand to the point where she was able to squeeze the card between them and slowly and carefully pull it out of her body with a long exhale of relief. Katia held up her hand as she slowly collapsed on her bunk to look at the human tissue slimed memory card. Pulling a washcloth that she had kept damp by the sink, she wiped the card clean. With a nervous shudder, she bit her lip.

"I hope you were worth it?" Katia spoke as she moved the card into the computer she had been given as a good token of faith. As the card loaded a message popped, up on the screen stopped her thoughts from going any further of wanting to dig into the data she had stolen from the medical lab.

Katia... if you are reading this, then you are ready for the mission I am going to send you on.

Katia blinked a few times fearing she had been compromised. Nevertheless, the message continued with the following.

"Katia... I know that you probably are reading this after you have fished the memory card out of your personal hiding place after much effort. Don't fret... I knew that you are curious and worried about the fate of your child. So knowing that you have downloaded every bit of this file, I will tell you the truth. You are going to be okay. I will not have your child aborted or taken away from you at birth. Though I have decided to assign you to a mission of the utmost importance to the fate of the younger soldiers on this base along with those females in the same situation you are in."

Katia became worried as she looked around her quarters looking for any and all surveillance that could possible be quarters as she got up and wrapped the blanket around her body. After taking a moment Katia looked at the information on the OLED screen as she started looking at every crack, seam, and parts of the vents around her quarters dreading that she had been compromised, she looked at her mirror. Dreading there might be a camera behind it, she pulled the blanket off and hung it over the mirror before continuing her search. After performing all of these checks for a camera or other surveillance gear in the nude, Katia returned to the terminal on her bed and sat down.

"Katia... if you have checked the room, by this time. There is no surveillance... I just know your profile. Now if you are worried that security is going to barge in at this time, They won't... Just relax... the reason I gave you all that information is that I rust you will make the right decisions with it.

Soon you will know the truth about me so relax for the time being. You need some sleep your body is needing the rest for Two.

Oh Yeah... the information included on this card contains everything you wanted to know, so read. I have not removed any information from the files. However, I want you to start a file that you will give to someone later one. It will not be read by me or by any of my superiors, but it will be read by someone of your choosing: Your child. Tell them about who you are and events of your life, classified and unclassified. Pick a moment that you fell comfortable about talking about, somewhere you felt comfortable and safe. Take your time... I will give you full mission details later.

Aimee Reika.

Katia blinked, as she looked around her room feeling more naked then she had been as she wrapped her arms around her and pulled herself into a ball to stay warm.

"Okay... Sir... what safe event do you want to write about." Katia said as she reached over and pulled the sheets of her bed over her body. "Some place that I felt safe?" Katia thought aloud and paused for along moment before she activated the keyboard terminal on a file Ms. Reika wanted her to write.

"My Designation is C-822 Spartan Centurion class batch Beta 1-A. Personal Name is Katia and I am with Child whomever is reading this file I have given this file to them to read under whatever circumstances I have deemed important. I was born in..." Katia hit the backspace key to blank those last four words. "Several weeks ago I had intercourse for the first time and I will tell you of the night of those events." Katia reached over and realized from all the material she had been reading started to sink in. She was writing this for her unborn child as she looked down at her belly and imagining it expanding over the next few months. Then Katia hit the backspace button a few more times.

"Okay young one, if you are reading this, then you should know about the night you were conceived. The Female Spartans have this ritual when it comes to the time of our mistral bleeds. That is where I met the individual who helped me conceive you during a night of watching the stars. Your Father..."

Ritzy was thinking about Maya as the painkillers slowly worked on her body. Why had Maya run away? Was Maya afraid that Ritzy would hate her because of an accident during sex? Heck... Ritzy loved Maya with all of her heart. She knew that Maya was a bit uncomfortable when it came to being openly in love with her, but when Ritzy was able to get her to open up it was like a weight was lifted. Heck a few times Maya even surprised her, well counting that time where Maya had brought in one of the deck chairs inside the house and proceeded to let Ritzy knew that she was in the mood for some serious kinky loving... Well Ritzy was a little off guard when between scooping the ice cream out with one hand and eating it before smearing the rest she hadn't eaten over her body screamed that she was happy and was in the mode for some serious making out. It was as if a completely different personality had taken over: One of pure sexual drive and of carnal lust. Ritzy was pretty much awe struck as she saw witnessed Maya slather herself in the ice cream before moving over to her and kissing her like a sex crazed teenager. It was as if she was in heat.

"Maya... listen how about we..." it was when Maya just up and kissed her.

"Call in sick..." she was almost crying she spoke the word. "Please..."

"Okay..." Ritzy had said before the nine hours of pure carnal pleasure started before the broken wrist. It was as if Maya was trying to cram several months' worth of sex into those hours... Ritzy was trying to get an answer out of Maya but every time she got close... Maya would go do something that frankly surprised her sexually and the topic would be dropped.

Now lying in bed with a broken wrist she had noticed several things that started to make sense now. Fear of being found out. Questions about Transgenics...why she put make up on her... wait the back of her neck... Ritzy kicked herself for not realizing it before... Maya was a transgenic... and... That was when the nurse walked into the room.

"Hello Ms..." a woman with light brown hair looked at her as she casually picked up her chart.

"Oh, Hi..." Ritzy said as she was shifted back into reality.

"I'm here to do a follow up on you." The woman said as she came forward, Ritzy's nervousness started to stabilize into calmness as if some outside force was guiding her softly by the hand.

"Sorry, I was in deep thought." Ritzy ran her uninjured hand through her hair.

"So how are you doing?" The nurse said looking at Ritzy with concern. S. Loamagi was on the nurse's nametag.

"Okay. Just trying to digest information as you came in..." Ritzy said as she adjusted the paper cloth garments on her body.

"Well considering that the EMT crew found you naked in your bed with a broken arm." The nurse said looking at the recently cast hand.

"Yeah... I think I scared my lover when I..." Ritzy didn't want to give the gory details.

"Goofed up during lovemaking." The nurse nodded with an uh ha look about her. "It happens a whole lot more than people think, when it comes lovers try new stuff out."

"Yeah..." Ritzy said looking down in embarrassment.

"Ritzy..." A familiar voice created through as she looked up to see Maya standing there with her intertwined in front of her white shirt, and denim skirt, showing a clear sense of insecurity as she stepped forward as her old red high top sneakers shuffled across the floor as she casually came forward.

"So... you..." Maya looked away as another figure stood by the door motioning her to continue one.

"Listen... Max... Sir... I..."

"Tell her..." The woman in the background told her to continue. "If you love her... tell her... You are just as scared as I was when I talked to the people I cared about learned who an what I was." Max tapped the shoulder of the Nurse. "I think we should leave these two be to talk some." A moment later Ritzy and Maya were alone. After a long time of silence and uncomfortable pauses, the two started up.

"Listen I..." they both spat out, they realized they both wanted to talk. Then Ritzy relented.

"You go first." Ritzy said as she watched Maya look down at the floor.

"I love you." Maya let the words flow out.

"I love you too... Maya... you look scared... I mean I didn't know that you would bolt after."

"I broke your hand while fucking my brains out." Maya looked down. "Sorry..."

"No... Maya... I don't care what your past was, or where or what you came from. I still love you." Maya looked up in fear.

"You know what I am... I was so careful..." Maya looked at her like a scared child.

"Yes I know that you are a Transgenic. Jeese... I know that you were trying to tell me. Between the religious zealots, the crazed nut jobs out there."

Ritzy looked at her. "I still love you. Heck I want to grow old with you, I want to be there as we raise our children together." Maya looked at her as she moved over to Ritzy's bed slowly.

"You..." Maya paused for a long time before she forced the words out of her mouth. "You don't mind that I am not fully human?"

"Maya... you are fully human. And do not let anyone say anywise. You are the most human person I have ever met, and... The next time Maya... we use toys when it comes to direct intercourse. I mean." Ritzy waved her broken wing. "Silicone is more flexible than flesh is. But..." Ritzy moved over and up out of bed and landed over to kiss Maya. "That doesn't mean that I can't kiss you all over your naked body." With that, Maya felt Ritzy's hand pull her in as she passionately kissed her and Maya responded as she reached behind Ritzy's neck and started to work on undoing the knot of her medical gown. Each of them for the first time fully became comfortable in their skins.

Max was standing outside the door. Even with her superhuman hearing, she knew that those two church mice were probably half naked by now. With that she knew it was going to be twenty minutes until those two were done with the snuggles, smooches, and sucking, so she picked her self a spot on the floor and sat down she wasn't expecting to see Clemente come by.

"MAX..." Clemente clamored out when he saw Max sitting on the floor.

"Clemente..." Max stammered out in shock. "What are you doing here?" She said as she sprang up off of the floor.

"Well I am here because my wife broke her leg after going to one of my daughter's plays." Clemente said as she spoke to her.

"Is she okay?" Max said a bit worried.

"Well consider that she will be on a pair of crutches for the next few weeks." Clemente said as Max leaned against the wall. "So what are you doing here?"

"Well..." Max knew that she better say the truth. "... A member of my community wanted me to ride wingman as she came out of the Transgenic closet after she accidentally hurt the person she was in love with during a session of really rough sex." Max held off mentioning Maya's girlfriend's gender.

"So this is like the Transgenic girl who nearly electrocuted a guy." Max went white.

"Well considering that I have been getting onto my fellow Transgenics not to run if there is an accident especially when it comes to their relationships." Max tried to fight back the images of her own accident when she broke her best friend's hip the first time she had wild heat sex.

"So in other words you are making sure that you don't have a repeat of electro-girl?" Max never had thought of Melfina as being called "electro-girl" but given how shook up Mel had been, the name would probably stick.

"Yeah… And considering that inter-species relationships are a little rough for those who haven't had all that many." Max Paused. "How is your daughter doing, I mean since I had to help you out with those curious Transgenic kids that staked out your house?"

"Well considering that she is doing okay and that if she can make a trap that can catch the "Elusive X-Series" and have them puking their guts out. I think that she is going to see what I do for a living in a different light, that I do my best to help those in the community." Clemente said as Max heard a moan from the other side of the door. "Did you hear something?" The church mice had gotten loud with that Max rapped on the door a few times and kissing could be heard. "I love you Ritz…" was spoken loud enough that Clemente probably heard that as Max turned her attention back to Clemente.

"Nothing much but the church mice making out." Clemente gave her a strange look. "Maya… the Transgenic girl I am here with is having sweet nothings spoken into her ears, from an apology session." That and having a steamy romantic sonnet being told about each bar of her barcode. Max winced. Damn Virus… That would have been her and Logan's sweet nothings being told to her. That is when Clemente noticed that she was getting jealous over the girl.

"So… How is your love life doing?" Clemente said as Max became crestfallen.

"Not so good. I mean I want to be near him, but every time that I try, something comes up and…" Max pushed the thoughts out of her mind.

"Well why don't you have someone take over some of your duties for a night or so and relax… I mean even I do have to take vacations. Hell Superman had his Fortress of Solitude that he could split off to put his thought together." Clemente said as Max realized that she needed to do one thing that her brother had pounded into her head. She needed to get a life and she needed to see if this bitching bug was dead, because she had a year's worth of sex, snuggling and kisses to catch up to.

"You are right Clemente; I do need to get a life." Max said as she heard Maya and Ritzy in the post loving making cuddle. Boy did she wish that was her and Logan.

Reice, Elle, Fi, and Olan, and a X-Series Nighteyes named Hina were all sitting in front of the large flat screen TV. They were watching the time delayed Rhythmic Gymnastics competition wondering why so many males were getting aroused by watching it.

On the screen was a girl performing her routine in a green reptilian leotard.

"You know she moves like a snake." Reice said as she looked at the body movements of the young female on the screen.

"Yes..." Olan said as the girl performed several bends with her torso that gave the appearance of a slithering reptile. "She is flex..." Olan stopped when the girl still standing brought her leg up behind her back before performing a roll on the floor. "...ible" she finished agape.

"Flexible, I think she is part snake or probably doesn't have a spinal column." Fiona said as the routine played out.

"Same here" Olan said as she got up. "I mean given her physical layout as I see here on the screen. We are not all that different in body build." The routine continued with several rolls and twists including a few where the girl curled up into a reverse ball as she rolled around on the floor.

"I think I can do that." Reice said as she reached for the remote, triggered the real-time storage memory, and hit rewind to the start of the routine. Quickly Reice started to pull her clothes off leaving only her panties on. The pile of clothes on the floor showed how much she wore to keep warm during the cold month of November.

"Reice what are you doing?" Fiona said as she watched Reice remove her socks as she watched the routine again.

"Seeing if I can perform what that girl is doing." Reice said as she looked at her physical build.

"Listen Reice... that girl has probably had years of training to prepare her mind an body for that level of flexibility." Fiona said a she saw the routine again.

"We were designed to withstand a lot of physical strain. I believe that I can do it." With that, Reice watched the routine again from the start.

"'Reice.'" Olan spoke in a very scared tone as she moved her voice into Screech. "Don't do this."

"I just want to see I can do some of the routines that won't over extend my physical structure." With that Reice held her arms out and rolled her upper torso in such a way it mirrored the girl's movements on the screen, before doing a spin on her toes. That was when the open door she stopped in front of had an extra set of eyeballs.

"That was beautiful." A male voice said from the door. That was when all of the girls turned to see four X-Series males blinking heavily at Reice.

"I think I can't feel part of my body?" One of the blond males said.

"Yeah Jim... I mean if girls move like that..."

"Reice cover up." Fiona called out as she tossed Reice her jacket. "Elle close the door before the guys have an aneurysm from the blood loss from their nose." With that Elle sprung up off the floor, her aqua green hair flowing behind her like the pixie she appeared to be and closed the door on the young adolescent males before them as they pictured for days to come what young female breast look like and how they moved on their bodies.

"Well, I think Reice and the rest of us just discovered that..."

"Males like how female breasts move inside and outside of their garments." Olan said looking at her own body as she reached down and squeezed the small developing mounds on her own chest.

"So, Reice, how have you been shaping your's?" Elle said turning around as she leaned against the door to prevent the boys from getting in.

"Well I think that it starts with the bra... and how comfortable you are in?" Reice said as she slowly pulled her jacket away from her body.

"Can I touch?" Fiona said as she slowly cam over as she too her own sweater off. In the hours that would come, the four girls would be all naked and wondering how their bodies would develop in the future and how boys would possible touch their forms when they came of age of their first heat cycle.

TBC,

Next time, Infiltration and Intel.

Faster chapter and things fall into place. The rest should go a lot faster after this.

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