CHAPTER EIGHT
While Ed, Sloan, and the group planned for the rescue of Tom, the Dominants were also on a similar course. Several, not affiliated with Marcus's peace group, had infiltrated the military, and the government. There had also been a few attacks on the most youthful members of the Dominant species and the Council had that on its mind as well as getting the Chosen out of the hands of the humans.
When Sloan left her apartment, Lewis's family bought the whole building. The Council then selected one of its most loyal Chosen, Roderick who with his group, systematically killed off the tenants except for five small children, a boy of sixteen, and a girl of fourteen. These were gagged, blindfolded, and bound, awaiting their fate. The latter two looked quite healthy, especially the girl. If they survived, she would be a breeder for the Progeny program As for the boy and the small children, Roderick was undecided on whether to inject them with a toxic substance and see how long they took to die. The Dominants needed workers for the menial tasks more than subjects for experiments, but balked at the idea of putting large numbers in bondage. One or two like Paul's concubine was okay, having six extra working at building, cleaning refuse, and doing menial work was not.
When they first killed humans, the Dominants used their teeth and hands until learning that one could just break a neck by snapping it sideways. That, however, was too easy. Poisoning their victims or using electric shock, beating them with metal pipes, crushing them beneath the wheels of a truck, or burying them alive was more satisfying.
Roderick wanted to remove the gags, and listen to the captives scream while he killed them very slowly. However, they were in a large city and they did not want to be found.
He called his men together. "These humans have thwarted us for too long. We have to kill them."
"My daughter's among them," said Paul.
"Then she should pay the consequences for siding with them."
"You know that she is a Progeny. She can cloud their minds."
"As well as that. You did save the human female Lupe and made her your Favorite, more than a pet, Paul. You even brought her along to warm your bed although she is getting to the age when her reproductive powers are diminishing. Do you have another suggestion?" His voice had a sarcastic ring to it.
"We could make sure that no more of our offspring perish. We need the Advocate."
For a vicious group, they paled. "I would not trust him. He is a rogue," said another Dominant.
"But he can protect the children. Do you want another incident like the one where the human civilians burnt the nursery?"
"An unfortunate accident. We did take over that human day care."
"And Lena and Lisa the Second, Lisa Lar's two girls. Don't forget Benjamin who was in that Human high school, and Ray, Steven, Henrietta, Paula..." Paul continued on to list several more names. "Our children, dead in other incidents, very convenient for none of those places where they were had any trouble. It was if someone knew they were Dominants and targeted them. The Advocate can find the reason and eliminate it."
"Very well," said Roderick, "we'll send for the Advocate, but remember the Chosen takes precedence. On second thought, we can have him send a brief and have the Counter make the necessary corrections"
"We could call him the Accountant like the humans do,"
"I'll speak to the council. That is the second suggestion, the first being the Auditor." He counted the nods. "Very well, instead of being called the Counter, the one in charge of all financial matters, will be called the Auditor and be sure the Audit Communicator or Calculator is fixed."
That part over, Roderick went into his apartment, and sat before a machine resembling a computer, in that it had the usual screen, processor, and keyboard, but different. Usually, one typed on the keys, or pressed the Enter key, but this one was operated by voice, and not just a single man's voice, anyone could do it. It was so effective that you did not need a training period as with such software as VIA voice. It picked up tones almost as if picking one's thoughts. Roderick read the brief. "Dominant children killed. Targeted. Imput. Skills, Reasons,. Solve and imput." He waited until the voice on the other end which had a New Jersey accent asked,"Reasons. Clarify."
Roderick went over in several reasons, brain storming them until the other man told him, "Fits. I'll have to modify the Book of the Dominants. You can wait a few minutes, can't you?"
Roderick hated it when the Advocate did this, but he could not fault him for that. The Advocate was not only a Progeny but was a descendant of the Lost, those Dominants who never went to Oaxaca like the others. Roderick never understood why. He supposed that the climatic change happened there as well as here in Mexico. He refused to believe Paul's theory that the Dominants were here because of that war between the humans called the Allied forces and that Hitler Axis.
The voice that came through told him to go to the Advocate compartment. Roderick said, "Advocate Compartment. Enter and process Book of the Dominants, Recent additions no sub title." He then waited for several papers to come out a machine and as the Dominants were advanced, they came out ready in book form complete with cover. "Advocate Compartment, process copies, five hundred of Book of the Dominants, recent modified edition. Delivery, Council, Chosen, School one and New School. Four on Disc, Personal Provider copy." He then went over to the book machine and waited. The five hundred copies came out, neatly piling into sections of one hundred each, the machine also bound them together Roderick waved his hands over a red indentation, and each went through five different doors and in five different vans, each bound for the particular locations.
Now Roderick pressed a different indentation, this one blue and waited until the same material came out, this time on a DVD which the Dominants had perfected. After that was done, he pressed a green indentation, and inserted a Pocket PC or E-book. A few flashes, and it was done. He then closed off the machine. He did not need to do anymore. By putting his Pocket PC close to another, the correct information could be duplicated .
The Dominants had invented or improved on several inventions attributed to humans, but such were in the hands of the military. The New Species were very selective as to who could use these, and who were worthy opponents and where they had put their Chameleons. In time, the humans would claim credit, or rather a human who was really a Dominant. It would take years before the homo sapiens (as the Lost Dominants called them) realized that the discovery of many new improvements was no accident. At present, a certain aircraft had attained speeds no one had done before, a certain aircraft improved by Dominant science. Even though he vowed eternal hatred of the humans, Roderick wanted their adulation when the time came.
Roderick had another plan: To bring the Lost Dominants into the fold.
He was just about to get back to the group when a Dominant of the lowest classes knocked and bowed. "Attwood's spoken with a Roger Carmichael, grandson of Captain Alfred Carmichael about our ancestors. They had a tape, one like those found by John, the son of Paul Sedona."
"We must stop this thing. Assemble the others. Wait." He pushed past the man. "Have you any information? Speak."
"The female human Sloan that The Chosen amused himself with, and her friends are planning to rescue him. The Chameleon that works in the British Intelligence says that Carmichael is sending them a file about the Lost Dominants."
Roderick arose. "Then we must stop them. Get the Interceptors on immediately."
"Yes sir."
"Hurry and maybe I will grant you your freedom."
"You never kept your promise before." He was too much in debt thanks to his father. The Dominants had been isolated for too long, that they were at first no match for the gambling tables of Las Vegas until they made certain corrections to the slot machines.
While Ed, Sloan, and the group planned for the rescue of Tom, the Dominants were also on a similar course. Several, not affiliated with Marcus's peace group, had infiltrated the military, and the government. There had also been a few attacks on the most youthful members of the Dominant species and the Council had that on its mind as well as getting the Chosen out of the hands of the humans.
When Sloan left her apartment, Lewis's family bought the whole building. The Council then selected one of its most loyal Chosen, Roderick who with his group, systematically killed off the tenants except for five small children, a boy of sixteen, and a girl of fourteen. These were gagged, blindfolded, and bound, awaiting their fate. The latter two looked quite healthy, especially the girl. If they survived, she would be a breeder for the Progeny program As for the boy and the small children, Roderick was undecided on whether to inject them with a toxic substance and see how long they took to die. The Dominants needed workers for the menial tasks more than subjects for experiments, but balked at the idea of putting large numbers in bondage. One or two like Paul's concubine was okay, having six extra working at building, cleaning refuse, and doing menial work was not.
When they first killed humans, the Dominants used their teeth and hands until learning that one could just break a neck by snapping it sideways. That, however, was too easy. Poisoning their victims or using electric shock, beating them with metal pipes, crushing them beneath the wheels of a truck, or burying them alive was more satisfying.
Roderick wanted to remove the gags, and listen to the captives scream while he killed them very slowly. However, they were in a large city and they did not want to be found.
He called his men together. "These humans have thwarted us for too long. We have to kill them."
"My daughter's among them," said Paul.
"Then she should pay the consequences for siding with them."
"You know that she is a Progeny. She can cloud their minds."
"As well as that. You did save the human female Lupe and made her your Favorite, more than a pet, Paul. You even brought her along to warm your bed although she is getting to the age when her reproductive powers are diminishing. Do you have another suggestion?" His voice had a sarcastic ring to it.
"We could make sure that no more of our offspring perish. We need the Advocate."
For a vicious group, they paled. "I would not trust him. He is a rogue," said another Dominant.
"But he can protect the children. Do you want another incident like the one where the human civilians burnt the nursery?"
"An unfortunate accident. We did take over that human day care."
"And Lena and Lisa the Second, Lisa Lar's two girls. Don't forget Benjamin who was in that Human high school, and Ray, Steven, Henrietta, Paula..." Paul continued on to list several more names. "Our children, dead in other incidents, very convenient for none of those places where they were had any trouble. It was if someone knew they were Dominants and targeted them. The Advocate can find the reason and eliminate it."
"Very well," said Roderick, "we'll send for the Advocate, but remember the Chosen takes precedence. On second thought, we can have him send a brief and have the Counter make the necessary corrections"
"We could call him the Accountant like the humans do,"
"I'll speak to the council. That is the second suggestion, the first being the Auditor." He counted the nods. "Very well, instead of being called the Counter, the one in charge of all financial matters, will be called the Auditor and be sure the Audit Communicator or Calculator is fixed."
That part over, Roderick went into his apartment, and sat before a machine resembling a computer, in that it had the usual screen, processor, and keyboard, but different. Usually, one typed on the keys, or pressed the Enter key, but this one was operated by voice, and not just a single man's voice, anyone could do it. It was so effective that you did not need a training period as with such software as VIA voice. It picked up tones almost as if picking one's thoughts. Roderick read the brief. "Dominant children killed. Targeted. Imput. Skills, Reasons,. Solve and imput." He waited until the voice on the other end which had a New Jersey accent asked,"Reasons. Clarify."
Roderick went over in several reasons, brain storming them until the other man told him, "Fits. I'll have to modify the Book of the Dominants. You can wait a few minutes, can't you?"
Roderick hated it when the Advocate did this, but he could not fault him for that. The Advocate was not only a Progeny but was a descendant of the Lost, those Dominants who never went to Oaxaca like the others. Roderick never understood why. He supposed that the climatic change happened there as well as here in Mexico. He refused to believe Paul's theory that the Dominants were here because of that war between the humans called the Allied forces and that Hitler Axis.
The voice that came through told him to go to the Advocate compartment. Roderick said, "Advocate Compartment. Enter and process Book of the Dominants, Recent additions no sub title." He then waited for several papers to come out a machine and as the Dominants were advanced, they came out ready in book form complete with cover. "Advocate Compartment, process copies, five hundred of Book of the Dominants, recent modified edition. Delivery, Council, Chosen, School one and New School. Four on Disc, Personal Provider copy." He then went over to the book machine and waited. The five hundred copies came out, neatly piling into sections of one hundred each, the machine also bound them together Roderick waved his hands over a red indentation, and each went through five different doors and in five different vans, each bound for the particular locations.
Now Roderick pressed a different indentation, this one blue and waited until the same material came out, this time on a DVD which the Dominants had perfected. After that was done, he pressed a green indentation, and inserted a Pocket PC or E-book. A few flashes, and it was done. He then closed off the machine. He did not need to do anymore. By putting his Pocket PC close to another, the correct information could be duplicated .
The Dominants had invented or improved on several inventions attributed to humans, but such were in the hands of the military. The New Species were very selective as to who could use these, and who were worthy opponents and where they had put their Chameleons. In time, the humans would claim credit, or rather a human who was really a Dominant. It would take years before the homo sapiens (as the Lost Dominants called them) realized that the discovery of many new improvements was no accident. At present, a certain aircraft had attained speeds no one had done before, a certain aircraft improved by Dominant science. Even though he vowed eternal hatred of the humans, Roderick wanted their adulation when the time came.
Roderick had another plan: To bring the Lost Dominants into the fold.
He was just about to get back to the group when a Dominant of the lowest classes knocked and bowed. "Attwood's spoken with a Roger Carmichael, grandson of Captain Alfred Carmichael about our ancestors. They had a tape, one like those found by John, the son of Paul Sedona."
"We must stop this thing. Assemble the others. Wait." He pushed past the man. "Have you any information? Speak."
"The female human Sloan that The Chosen amused himself with, and her friends are planning to rescue him. The Chameleon that works in the British Intelligence says that Carmichael is sending them a file about the Lost Dominants."
Roderick arose. "Then we must stop them. Get the Interceptors on immediately."
"Yes sir."
"Hurry and maybe I will grant you your freedom."
"You never kept your promise before." He was too much in debt thanks to his father. The Dominants had been isolated for too long, that they were at first no match for the gambling tables of Las Vegas until they made certain corrections to the slot machines.