CHAPTER FOUR
The late nineteen nineties approached. John had already sixteen children, in equal amounts of girls and boys. They in turn had children of their own, and these children had children of their own. Since the girls were ready to produce at nine, it is no wonder that John was now a great grandfather and about to become a great great grandfather.
By this time, most of the Dominants were scattered in Lower California, California, New Mexico, Nevada, and Texas, with the majority in California. They lived in the major cities in formerly abandoned houses which they bought for cash and fixed up. They lived in houses in the country. They lived in the caves or just camped out and disappeared when the highway patrol or sheriff started snooping around. The only thing they did not do was to live in small towns. The humans of such places would be too curious about a family consisting of at least six geniuses and when the Dominants left their place of residence, they would set it on fire, blaming it on what arsonist was busy in that particular area. .
The Council had made contact with the Lost Dominants of New England but it was a tenuous contact at best. The New England ones, being persecuted by a mysterious human organization, were reluctant to join up. The only one the Council had any success with was the Advocate, but he was half crazy because of a family curse so said one of the Dominants who had become a Roman Catholic Priest (and therefore now able to make legal the unions between eight year old girls and ten year old boys.)
John had put a Los Angles address on the disc, thinking that they would not be able to decipher it, even though the humans had finally invented dvds, the same method which the dominants knew back in the nineteen fifties. He lived in one of the caves, hidden on the outskirts of the city. It was not primitive. They had a form of electricity and light that depended not on wires. They worked and lived there using their black slabs to sleep on, their hydroponics to grow their vegetables, and small cages to raise their animals. As for discovery, the Dominants set up an alarm system and in a few minutes, they could move everything behind walls constructed to look like the walls of a cave. So far, there had been a few close calls, but none to worry about.
Only those in the Chameleon program lived in the houses and apartments preferred by humans. The rest lived like John, camping out, living in the caves, and attacking and killing any humans who came too close.
Because the Dominant program was growing and the new Progenies raised by human parents were coming home, the Dominants had set up two private schools, one in the Los Angeles area and one in Connecticut for the Lost Dominants under the tutelage of Charles the son of Lewis. Only the Dominants knew their location. They did not want the humans to know their location because then they would have to obey the laws of the humans as to affirmative action and few of the Dominants, with the exception of Marcus, who had a West Indian in his ancestry, were black.
The son of Paul Sedona heard about the Chosen one, Tom Daniels and his choice of that Sloan Parker as a potential mate. John was not surprised. These human women had a primitive intelligence about them.
John figured he would do the usual, kill a few humans, steal their money, and use it to buy property.
However, Roderick had another idea. "You are not only a Progeny, able to persuade the humans and fool them without them being aware, but you are the true son of your father. Because of the human female, his pet, his Favorite, your father is not able to enter the human world like you. You expressed a desire to photograph the humans, use their media to fool them." He handed him a tape. "A primitive mechanism, some of our work, not completed. Just enough to wet the appetite of the humans. We have bought a house for you. You will take your mate, and six of your children of different ages. Your name appears Spanish or Italian so they will expect a large family."
John was like Paul, both had a persuasiveness about them. John was to give bits of information, just enough to wet the curiosity of the humans, just enough so that they, the superior ones, could take over. "Are you sure that the humans will not take this to its conclusion?"
"Only their most brilliant minds will ever come close. The city of Los Angeles, the area they call Hollywood will be your stalking ground. Most have to be trained since childhood for the Chameleon program, but you John son of Paul Sedona, are a natural and because of that Attwood..." His voice rose in anger, not noticeable to humans, but a Dominant like John, knew that Roderick was about to explode.
Walters had foiled them, by announcing his knowledge of the Homo Dominants, the name the Homo Sapiens called them and buried in a village in Mexico, in his former house, and in a post office was the knowledge that they were in reality brothers.
The death of the peace faction rebel leader and the capture of Lewis did not surprise him. Dominants were such fools when they did not follow the plan. John had all the time in the world, that is, until certain events happened.
First the humans captured Tom Daniels, the Chosen, Oklahoma happened and the bombing of the World Trade Center. True, the latter still stood, but it was a matter of time before some maniac blew it to pieces and what of the disc in the dead letter office? Was it safe? Already the FBI had postal inspectors searching for suspicious packages. John had to get the disc, before they found it and he was in a position to do it. .
Perhaps, it would keep Tom alive, for John had heard that certain individuals in the human government, namely a human female who drove a black limousine, wanted a Dominant dissected to study their anatomy, probe their DNA, and find their weaknesses... True, the Dominants had done the same to their captives, but it was for the extermination of the weaker species, not to learn from them and besides by giving the corpse of his mate to Sloan to study, Tom Daniels had already shown the superiority of the Dominants, their ability to breed at eight or nine, the four uteruses, their high brain function—to show the humans they did not stand a chance. They were doomed.
Tom did not tell Sloan about the Progeny program, but then he was to be the Supreme Chosen, the ruler of all Dominants. Such mundane work was left to the Council, the governing body of the Dominants.
John was now in Los Angeles. After showing photographs of a project certain scientists were working on, he decided to leave the studio and go to the Post Office. He waited in the shadows until a postal employee, about his height and build, came out. A quick snap of the neck, and the Disposer, no one knew that the employee ever lived. It might be added, that John, having studied the list of employees, knew that this particular man was a bachelor, a drifter, his parents dead, and no one would miss him. Besides this particular employee was quitting.
The other employees just gave him a goodbye, and wish you luck, Bill. John replied as Bill would have done, with a grunt, and made his way to the dead letter office where Bill had worked. He knew what to look for, and how to make it look as if nothing was disturbed. Searchng through the piles, he found a package with several Mexican stamps. That was it!
Now who do I send it to? He went back to his house, going onto his room, he turned on the television. He heard the announcer announce, "Now a repeat of this new newsbreaking story, and watched the heavy set, and not handsome man announce, "We will call the new species, Homo Dominant." Underneath was a name and inscription, which John was sure had been put on by the station afterwards.
Going to a government telephone book (the former owner had been killed by the Dominants), John found the address, some bubble wrap, and several stamps.
April 2, 2003
The late nineteen nineties approached. John had already sixteen children, in equal amounts of girls and boys. They in turn had children of their own, and these children had children of their own. Since the girls were ready to produce at nine, it is no wonder that John was now a great grandfather and about to become a great great grandfather.
By this time, most of the Dominants were scattered in Lower California, California, New Mexico, Nevada, and Texas, with the majority in California. They lived in the major cities in formerly abandoned houses which they bought for cash and fixed up. They lived in houses in the country. They lived in the caves or just camped out and disappeared when the highway patrol or sheriff started snooping around. The only thing they did not do was to live in small towns. The humans of such places would be too curious about a family consisting of at least six geniuses and when the Dominants left their place of residence, they would set it on fire, blaming it on what arsonist was busy in that particular area. .
The Council had made contact with the Lost Dominants of New England but it was a tenuous contact at best. The New England ones, being persecuted by a mysterious human organization, were reluctant to join up. The only one the Council had any success with was the Advocate, but he was half crazy because of a family curse so said one of the Dominants who had become a Roman Catholic Priest (and therefore now able to make legal the unions between eight year old girls and ten year old boys.)
John had put a Los Angles address on the disc, thinking that they would not be able to decipher it, even though the humans had finally invented dvds, the same method which the dominants knew back in the nineteen fifties. He lived in one of the caves, hidden on the outskirts of the city. It was not primitive. They had a form of electricity and light that depended not on wires. They worked and lived there using their black slabs to sleep on, their hydroponics to grow their vegetables, and small cages to raise their animals. As for discovery, the Dominants set up an alarm system and in a few minutes, they could move everything behind walls constructed to look like the walls of a cave. So far, there had been a few close calls, but none to worry about.
Only those in the Chameleon program lived in the houses and apartments preferred by humans. The rest lived like John, camping out, living in the caves, and attacking and killing any humans who came too close.
Because the Dominant program was growing and the new Progenies raised by human parents were coming home, the Dominants had set up two private schools, one in the Los Angeles area and one in Connecticut for the Lost Dominants under the tutelage of Charles the son of Lewis. Only the Dominants knew their location. They did not want the humans to know their location because then they would have to obey the laws of the humans as to affirmative action and few of the Dominants, with the exception of Marcus, who had a West Indian in his ancestry, were black.
The son of Paul Sedona heard about the Chosen one, Tom Daniels and his choice of that Sloan Parker as a potential mate. John was not surprised. These human women had a primitive intelligence about them.
John figured he would do the usual, kill a few humans, steal their money, and use it to buy property.
However, Roderick had another idea. "You are not only a Progeny, able to persuade the humans and fool them without them being aware, but you are the true son of your father. Because of the human female, his pet, his Favorite, your father is not able to enter the human world like you. You expressed a desire to photograph the humans, use their media to fool them." He handed him a tape. "A primitive mechanism, some of our work, not completed. Just enough to wet the appetite of the humans. We have bought a house for you. You will take your mate, and six of your children of different ages. Your name appears Spanish or Italian so they will expect a large family."
John was like Paul, both had a persuasiveness about them. John was to give bits of information, just enough to wet the curiosity of the humans, just enough so that they, the superior ones, could take over. "Are you sure that the humans will not take this to its conclusion?"
"Only their most brilliant minds will ever come close. The city of Los Angeles, the area they call Hollywood will be your stalking ground. Most have to be trained since childhood for the Chameleon program, but you John son of Paul Sedona, are a natural and because of that Attwood..." His voice rose in anger, not noticeable to humans, but a Dominant like John, knew that Roderick was about to explode.
Walters had foiled them, by announcing his knowledge of the Homo Dominants, the name the Homo Sapiens called them and buried in a village in Mexico, in his former house, and in a post office was the knowledge that they were in reality brothers.
The death of the peace faction rebel leader and the capture of Lewis did not surprise him. Dominants were such fools when they did not follow the plan. John had all the time in the world, that is, until certain events happened.
First the humans captured Tom Daniels, the Chosen, Oklahoma happened and the bombing of the World Trade Center. True, the latter still stood, but it was a matter of time before some maniac blew it to pieces and what of the disc in the dead letter office? Was it safe? Already the FBI had postal inspectors searching for suspicious packages. John had to get the disc, before they found it and he was in a position to do it. .
Perhaps, it would keep Tom alive, for John had heard that certain individuals in the human government, namely a human female who drove a black limousine, wanted a Dominant dissected to study their anatomy, probe their DNA, and find their weaknesses... True, the Dominants had done the same to their captives, but it was for the extermination of the weaker species, not to learn from them and besides by giving the corpse of his mate to Sloan to study, Tom Daniels had already shown the superiority of the Dominants, their ability to breed at eight or nine, the four uteruses, their high brain function—to show the humans they did not stand a chance. They were doomed.
Tom did not tell Sloan about the Progeny program, but then he was to be the Supreme Chosen, the ruler of all Dominants. Such mundane work was left to the Council, the governing body of the Dominants.
John was now in Los Angeles. After showing photographs of a project certain scientists were working on, he decided to leave the studio and go to the Post Office. He waited in the shadows until a postal employee, about his height and build, came out. A quick snap of the neck, and the Disposer, no one knew that the employee ever lived. It might be added, that John, having studied the list of employees, knew that this particular man was a bachelor, a drifter, his parents dead, and no one would miss him. Besides this particular employee was quitting.
The other employees just gave him a goodbye, and wish you luck, Bill. John replied as Bill would have done, with a grunt, and made his way to the dead letter office where Bill had worked. He knew what to look for, and how to make it look as if nothing was disturbed. Searchng through the piles, he found a package with several Mexican stamps. That was it!
Now who do I send it to? He went back to his house, going onto his room, he turned on the television. He heard the announcer announce, "Now a repeat of this new newsbreaking story, and watched the heavy set, and not handsome man announce, "We will call the new species, Homo Dominant." Underneath was a name and inscription, which John was sure had been put on by the station afterwards.
Going to a government telephone book (the former owner had been killed by the Dominants), John found the address, some bubble wrap, and several stamps.
April 2, 2003