CHAPTER TWO
An hour later, he reached the town with its red tiled roofs, it's plaza with the statute of Pancho Villa (he had slept there one night) and sneaked into the back of the movie theatre with its posters of the latest film direct from Mexico City and a subtitled one about seven Gringos coming to help an oppressed village. He waited until the last of the patrons left the cinema and went to their houses.
John did not have to worry about the townspeople noticing him. His father had Mexican citizenship and the family name, Sedona. Whether there was a real Sedona, John was unsure of. It was a name his father made up, and the birth certificates as well as the visas were so perfect as to fool even the slightest eye of the sharp eyed Mexican federal official. Most Dominants were like that, except for the Chameleons, who took on the last names of those they replaced. They made up a family name, depending on their looks, a landmark, an event, or a character to emulate. However, the last one was becoming unpopular. Being called Wolf did no good, when humans expected you not to have the intelligence and viciousness of such creatures, but the inability to speak, or make informed decisions.
At two in the morning, the lights of the cinema turned off, and those of the people who watched the show, returned to their homes. It took no little effort for John to open the door, and enter the projection booth. Moving boxes and shelves from the wall, he soon had it bare enough to focus the light.
He shut the door, and put on the reel, turning on the projector.
The figures on the wall screen were in black and white, and spoke in British accents. They sat around a large table, sipping tea.
A pale man with receding hairline got up to speak. "Chaps, This Hitler has just written a book called Mein Kampf,"
The audience protested and the speaker waved them down.
"Already, propaganda has gone out among the German people, favoring a blonde blue eyed Nordic type. In certain areas, because the present government would crack down, places are set aside where those German girls of the desired qualities are questioned for their fertility. We don't know whether this Hitler is starting a new army or what."
"Posh and Tommy rot old man, you shouldn't believe everything."
"I bloody well believe this. He prefers every German to look Siegfried and Brunhilda, blonde, tall, blue eyed."
"Do you mean that he might kill anyone not resembling that type?" asked a woman.
"Yes or sterilization. Hitler according to this regards the Jews as subhuman. Anyone resembling that type that is with dark hair and eyes would be in danger of extinction. "
"But it is just a book. What are we going to do?"
"We've started a counter program to breed individuals by arranged marriages, and unions, to produce men and women able to defeat this Hitler chap."
"And ride through the skies to Valhalla; wear horned helmets and all that. You're joshing with us!"
The man at the head of the table smiled. "I bloody well am not. The typical Siegfried and Brunhilda lived at a time when life was harder. Most died at childbirth, that is those who looked like modern man and woman. However, we were able to isolate the necessary subjects."
"For that," said a woman, "we need to go around the world."
"No, what we need is to recruit those from nations who have been invaded numerous times, England, Italy, Spain, and France."
"What about America?" asked another man.
"America is still young. We have distinctive racial types there and even partial racial types."
John sneered. This was in the thirties. How stupid the people were then.
"But wouldn't we go back to distinctive colors, a pure Negro, a pure Nordic, for instance?" asked the woman.
"No. It would take too long for the process. A mixture of Romans, Anglo Saxons, Celts, and Scandinavians, for instance, populates England. We have a different mixture in Italy and a different mixture in Spain and France. By selecting certain men and women in the areas with the highest survival rate, we will have our super being."
"And what do you hope to accomplish?"
"Did you read Genesis 6: 'And there were mighty men, men of renown.' Only we're not going to recreate Cain's nature. We're going to recreate the perfect physique, the perfect mind."
"Are you a volunteer? And why can't they let nature take its course."
"I cannot, and for the second question. Men and women of high ability often love themselves too much, or because of envy, ordinary people avoid them. So they settle for relationships in the dark and affairs. I have used other methods."
He explained in detail. Not all children conceived survived and not all still born babies perished in the womb because of mental or physical defect. Some babies were of such physical perfection that they should have lived, but did not. In the human race, the fastest sperm made it, but it might not be the strongest. They were going to inject the females in the group with the strongest sperm of their mates and make sure that the offspring survived. For that, the women might have to remain in bed for most of their pregnancy or monitored whenever trouble arose. They would have get oxygen tanks, and other equipment. It would cost money, and with war looming, it would be hard, but they had to combat the Nazi breeding program.
The film jumped a few years, and to a different location. Several young people boarded a ship led by a few older men and women. John recognized the leader of the older men as the speaker. He had lost what remained of his hair and his hands were crippled with arthritis.
John made a mental note of the ages, noting that all the young women were pregnant. The oldest dominants would still be in their mother's wombs at that time.
He had found the true origin of their species.
It did not take him long to recognize his ancestor in the boy with the green eyes and dark brown hair. The film ended abruptly.
John took the film, hid it back in the metal can, and walked back to the village. If this got out, the reason for survival would be changed. No more would it be them against the humans, no more evolution, the survival of the fittest, for but the humans themselves made us, he thought.
The so called humans or inferiors were experimenting with other forms of recording, but so far only the television studios were able to use them. The dominants, on the other hand, were further advanced.
Already they had the VHS and Beta format, although a more secure version, not as fragile, and holding much more information. It would not be until the l990s that the rest of the civilized world would get a comparable medium.
At that time, the Dominants were already trying what would be later known as recordable DVDs, smaller than what is used now, but with more material and able to be recorded over and over indefinitely. This was, unless one ran a certain ray over it, and then the last recording became permanent. As for the indefinite recording, one could go back and regain the formerly recorded material. It made spying and selling information to enemies, much more difficult.
John wondered what happened to his ancestor, the human one. He dared not ask upright. The penalty for those who disobeyed was death and John wanted to live a very long time.
Being of a rather intelligent race makes for ingenuity, John inserted small listening devices around the leader's houses, but that was a failure. He had to use boldness, to ask the leaders directly or to hint that he knew what had happened.
His father had come home, helping with the others their plan to scatter into the United States and other parts of the North and South American continent
An hour later, he reached the town with its red tiled roofs, it's plaza with the statute of Pancho Villa (he had slept there one night) and sneaked into the back of the movie theatre with its posters of the latest film direct from Mexico City and a subtitled one about seven Gringos coming to help an oppressed village. He waited until the last of the patrons left the cinema and went to their houses.
John did not have to worry about the townspeople noticing him. His father had Mexican citizenship and the family name, Sedona. Whether there was a real Sedona, John was unsure of. It was a name his father made up, and the birth certificates as well as the visas were so perfect as to fool even the slightest eye of the sharp eyed Mexican federal official. Most Dominants were like that, except for the Chameleons, who took on the last names of those they replaced. They made up a family name, depending on their looks, a landmark, an event, or a character to emulate. However, the last one was becoming unpopular. Being called Wolf did no good, when humans expected you not to have the intelligence and viciousness of such creatures, but the inability to speak, or make informed decisions.
At two in the morning, the lights of the cinema turned off, and those of the people who watched the show, returned to their homes. It took no little effort for John to open the door, and enter the projection booth. Moving boxes and shelves from the wall, he soon had it bare enough to focus the light.
He shut the door, and put on the reel, turning on the projector.
The figures on the wall screen were in black and white, and spoke in British accents. They sat around a large table, sipping tea.
A pale man with receding hairline got up to speak. "Chaps, This Hitler has just written a book called Mein Kampf,"
The audience protested and the speaker waved them down.
"Already, propaganda has gone out among the German people, favoring a blonde blue eyed Nordic type. In certain areas, because the present government would crack down, places are set aside where those German girls of the desired qualities are questioned for their fertility. We don't know whether this Hitler is starting a new army or what."
"Posh and Tommy rot old man, you shouldn't believe everything."
"I bloody well believe this. He prefers every German to look Siegfried and Brunhilda, blonde, tall, blue eyed."
"Do you mean that he might kill anyone not resembling that type?" asked a woman.
"Yes or sterilization. Hitler according to this regards the Jews as subhuman. Anyone resembling that type that is with dark hair and eyes would be in danger of extinction. "
"But it is just a book. What are we going to do?"
"We've started a counter program to breed individuals by arranged marriages, and unions, to produce men and women able to defeat this Hitler chap."
"And ride through the skies to Valhalla; wear horned helmets and all that. You're joshing with us!"
The man at the head of the table smiled. "I bloody well am not. The typical Siegfried and Brunhilda lived at a time when life was harder. Most died at childbirth, that is those who looked like modern man and woman. However, we were able to isolate the necessary subjects."
"For that," said a woman, "we need to go around the world."
"No, what we need is to recruit those from nations who have been invaded numerous times, England, Italy, Spain, and France."
"What about America?" asked another man.
"America is still young. We have distinctive racial types there and even partial racial types."
John sneered. This was in the thirties. How stupid the people were then.
"But wouldn't we go back to distinctive colors, a pure Negro, a pure Nordic, for instance?" asked the woman.
"No. It would take too long for the process. A mixture of Romans, Anglo Saxons, Celts, and Scandinavians, for instance, populates England. We have a different mixture in Italy and a different mixture in Spain and France. By selecting certain men and women in the areas with the highest survival rate, we will have our super being."
"And what do you hope to accomplish?"
"Did you read Genesis 6: 'And there were mighty men, men of renown.' Only we're not going to recreate Cain's nature. We're going to recreate the perfect physique, the perfect mind."
"Are you a volunteer? And why can't they let nature take its course."
"I cannot, and for the second question. Men and women of high ability often love themselves too much, or because of envy, ordinary people avoid them. So they settle for relationships in the dark and affairs. I have used other methods."
He explained in detail. Not all children conceived survived and not all still born babies perished in the womb because of mental or physical defect. Some babies were of such physical perfection that they should have lived, but did not. In the human race, the fastest sperm made it, but it might not be the strongest. They were going to inject the females in the group with the strongest sperm of their mates and make sure that the offspring survived. For that, the women might have to remain in bed for most of their pregnancy or monitored whenever trouble arose. They would have get oxygen tanks, and other equipment. It would cost money, and with war looming, it would be hard, but they had to combat the Nazi breeding program.
The film jumped a few years, and to a different location. Several young people boarded a ship led by a few older men and women. John recognized the leader of the older men as the speaker. He had lost what remained of his hair and his hands were crippled with arthritis.
John made a mental note of the ages, noting that all the young women were pregnant. The oldest dominants would still be in their mother's wombs at that time.
He had found the true origin of their species.
It did not take him long to recognize his ancestor in the boy with the green eyes and dark brown hair. The film ended abruptly.
John took the film, hid it back in the metal can, and walked back to the village. If this got out, the reason for survival would be changed. No more would it be them against the humans, no more evolution, the survival of the fittest, for but the humans themselves made us, he thought.
The so called humans or inferiors were experimenting with other forms of recording, but so far only the television studios were able to use them. The dominants, on the other hand, were further advanced.
Already they had the VHS and Beta format, although a more secure version, not as fragile, and holding much more information. It would not be until the l990s that the rest of the civilized world would get a comparable medium.
At that time, the Dominants were already trying what would be later known as recordable DVDs, smaller than what is used now, but with more material and able to be recorded over and over indefinitely. This was, unless one ran a certain ray over it, and then the last recording became permanent. As for the indefinite recording, one could go back and regain the formerly recorded material. It made spying and selling information to enemies, much more difficult.
John wondered what happened to his ancestor, the human one. He dared not ask upright. The penalty for those who disobeyed was death and John wanted to live a very long time.
Being of a rather intelligent race makes for ingenuity, John inserted small listening devices around the leader's houses, but that was a failure. He had to use boldness, to ask the leaders directly or to hint that he knew what had happened.
His father had come home, helping with the others their plan to scatter into the United States and other parts of the North and South American continent