CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
"You do know that you are not allowed to go," said the older Dominant to the younger one besides him.
"And why not? Did I not prove myself by killing that human?" asked Kevin.
"And that monkey, and presenting it to the Chosen. Perhaps you misunderstood the choice of obedience. The Chosen would want a more appropriate gift."
"Like the head of that human? Attwood and that of the Chosen's pet? Perhaps if I had her bred, Carver."
Carver ran his hands along the barrel of his revolver. He chafed at babysitting this Progeny. He should have been at the test, but the Council only allowed a select few to go and he was not one of them. It seemed that all he was doing was guarding one Progeny or another. The sun was getting hot. Dominants could stand the heat, but preferred a milder climate as they did not like wearing shorts and tee shirts. It was too common.
A lizard sped across the road, but he just ignored it as he also ignored the rattlesnake rustling in the bushes. He did not want to answer this Progeny, but knowing the humans had raised him, he thought it best. "The gift to the Chosen must be presented to him alone. You must make certain that he has no human with him but not by elimination. He may be using them to gain a position of trust among their leaders. When he gives the order for their death, it will not be by your hands nor by mine and only by the approval of the Council."
"Roderick?"
"Roderick has the final decision and if the Council says no, even if he were to want it, he cannot. The Council is wise. Now for the gift. You must hunt it yourself and, the gift must be living, intelligent, a human. When you present it to the Chosen, you must wait. The decision to kill it, or to experiment on it, or to let it live but in bondage, is the Chosen's decision not yours"
"Rick insulted me."
"That is Pamela's favorite. It is her's to punish, beside he is like you, wild, the product of the human gang system as your human mother spoiled you."
Kevin smiled. He knew quite well that he had terrorized both his mother and his stepfather, punching them, goading them, hoping that one of them would make the mistake so he could kill them. He hated them for putting him in that school, rather than with the other humans so he could have a chance to hunt and kill them. He hated the way the other Dominants raised children like him, how they retaliated blow for blow. He also hated the way that Council member Sedona treated his youngest children and he even encouraged his Favorite to discipline them. When one of the boys started punching his mother, she punched him back. And the father came and told the boy that it was time for him to use a weapon and took him out into the yard to shoot at birds.
They also attended a regular private school, one where the other children did not have to write in large letters because they did not have the brains to spell. One where the other children dissected animals, learned other languages, or wrote essays on the reason why Las Vegas depended so much on gambling for its revenue, none of that why I love my dog for them!
"Council member Sedona's youngest children attend a human school. Why does he permit it?"
"The Private school in which Paul sends his children have what the humans call an accelerated program. They study with humans more than twice their age. In a year, they will go to what the humans call a University and at the age of twelve, they will be ready to be welcomed into the adult of the New Species."
"And I went through a dummy school, when I could be on the same level as I?" Kevin fumed. He wanted to find Sedona's children and break their necks.
When he was on the bus with the other children, he learned how their human parents had treated them when challenged to a fight. One boy actually said the father took a knife and told him to pretend that I was an enemy soldier. The boy gloried in being able to almost dispatch the man who was not his true father, but spared him because of the human's bravery. "I show concern that your human parents were weak and that your human mother did not tell you your origins. My human father said that perhaps my true father was dead. Of course I know better, but it was Sandy's mistaken belief."
"Did you kill him?"
"When we take over, I will seek out my human father. The female who bore me is of no consequence. I will give him to the Council. He will work for us. The human will have no choice."
"He will hate you," had said another child.
"I am letting him live."
Before they arrived at their destination, the Dominant training Centre, they had to go through a military base. The adult Dominant told them to pretend they were on a tour, learning about air force life. Kevin did not expect a young man in a flier uniform to approach one of them. The boy gave the appropriate answer to which the young man called him his youngest brother and said something about him making general. There were too many around to dispatch of the flier. The adult Dominant talked with the flier for some time and left. When Kevin asked why the flier was not dead, the adult Dominant said, "Some humans are useful. He believes his brother is his true brother and encourages him to be like him. Those airplanes the humans use are so primitive, with our knowledge we can use them to travel the stars and we must do so to make them unaware."
Some of the Dominants even polluted themselves by mating permanently with human women, going through their rites. Some Dominants when masquerading as rapists and killers even kept their victims alive. That maddened Kevin, even though the rule was if a human begged for her life, the Dominants might grant her that favor as long as she worked for them. They did not say what type of work they meant.
"Are all like me here?" he asked the guard.
"What do you mean?"
Kevin gave his best smile. "What I mean is that have all the Progenies returned?"
"No. There are some amongst the humans. Some humans accept us, believe it or not, although they mistake our superior brain power for something mystical." He sneered. "You realize that our cortex functions at a higher level and rate of speed than theirs. When you were with your human parents, you knew before they did."
"We always do."
"There are some humans who do not fear our ability. That friend who talked to the airman had to be lured to the bus. However, if he were to remain as he was, his half brother would discover the difference. Wait a few years, and he will return after, ah, attending an accelerated program for gifted children."
"So but what of the ones still remaining. Where are they?" His senses picked up a truck driving down the road and wondered if he could scramble his guard's brain and that of the driver who even five minutes away seemed quite familiar. Of course, he had seen him near the Church.
Kevin concentrated, using his voice to mesmerize and his eyes evoked a hypnotic stance in the older Dominant, making him lower his guard. He then suggested, ever so softly, that he cross the road and see if there were an airplane overhead, perhaps humans who were looking for them. He waited for the truck to strike. It did. .
The taller man with the shoulder length hair got out the truck and went over to the body, now realizing that he hit someone.
"Could you take me with you?" asked Kevin.
"Why yes. I've been looking for you. What about him?" asked Lynch.
Kevin smiled. "Can you let me drive for a while?" Both boy and man shared a hidden message, an understanding between them. The boy took the steering wheel, put the truck into reverse and ran over the unconscious older Dominant. He then moved the truck forward, and then back into reverse.
"They'll miss him. Have they given you a destructor yet?"
"I took this out of his pocket." Kevin opened the window on the driver's side and aimed it at the body. A few seconds later, there was nothing left.
"Now where do you want to go?"
"Where are John Sedona's children? The youngest?"
"He bought a house about ten miles from here. Are you planning what I believe you are?"
Kevin sneered. "Lynch, they are too cosy with the human filth and such filth should be washed away."
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"You do know that you are not allowed to go," said the older Dominant to the younger one besides him.
"And why not? Did I not prove myself by killing that human?" asked Kevin.
"And that monkey, and presenting it to the Chosen. Perhaps you misunderstood the choice of obedience. The Chosen would want a more appropriate gift."
"Like the head of that human? Attwood and that of the Chosen's pet? Perhaps if I had her bred, Carver."
Carver ran his hands along the barrel of his revolver. He chafed at babysitting this Progeny. He should have been at the test, but the Council only allowed a select few to go and he was not one of them. It seemed that all he was doing was guarding one Progeny or another. The sun was getting hot. Dominants could stand the heat, but preferred a milder climate as they did not like wearing shorts and tee shirts. It was too common.
A lizard sped across the road, but he just ignored it as he also ignored the rattlesnake rustling in the bushes. He did not want to answer this Progeny, but knowing the humans had raised him, he thought it best. "The gift to the Chosen must be presented to him alone. You must make certain that he has no human with him but not by elimination. He may be using them to gain a position of trust among their leaders. When he gives the order for their death, it will not be by your hands nor by mine and only by the approval of the Council."
"Roderick?"
"Roderick has the final decision and if the Council says no, even if he were to want it, he cannot. The Council is wise. Now for the gift. You must hunt it yourself and, the gift must be living, intelligent, a human. When you present it to the Chosen, you must wait. The decision to kill it, or to experiment on it, or to let it live but in bondage, is the Chosen's decision not yours"
"Rick insulted me."
"That is Pamela's favorite. It is her's to punish, beside he is like you, wild, the product of the human gang system as your human mother spoiled you."
Kevin smiled. He knew quite well that he had terrorized both his mother and his stepfather, punching them, goading them, hoping that one of them would make the mistake so he could kill them. He hated them for putting him in that school, rather than with the other humans so he could have a chance to hunt and kill them. He hated the way the other Dominants raised children like him, how they retaliated blow for blow. He also hated the way that Council member Sedona treated his youngest children and he even encouraged his Favorite to discipline them. When one of the boys started punching his mother, she punched him back. And the father came and told the boy that it was time for him to use a weapon and took him out into the yard to shoot at birds.
They also attended a regular private school, one where the other children did not have to write in large letters because they did not have the brains to spell. One where the other children dissected animals, learned other languages, or wrote essays on the reason why Las Vegas depended so much on gambling for its revenue, none of that why I love my dog for them!
"Council member Sedona's youngest children attend a human school. Why does he permit it?"
"The Private school in which Paul sends his children have what the humans call an accelerated program. They study with humans more than twice their age. In a year, they will go to what the humans call a University and at the age of twelve, they will be ready to be welcomed into the adult of the New Species."
"And I went through a dummy school, when I could be on the same level as I?" Kevin fumed. He wanted to find Sedona's children and break their necks.
When he was on the bus with the other children, he learned how their human parents had treated them when challenged to a fight. One boy actually said the father took a knife and told him to pretend that I was an enemy soldier. The boy gloried in being able to almost dispatch the man who was not his true father, but spared him because of the human's bravery. "I show concern that your human parents were weak and that your human mother did not tell you your origins. My human father said that perhaps my true father was dead. Of course I know better, but it was Sandy's mistaken belief."
"Did you kill him?"
"When we take over, I will seek out my human father. The female who bore me is of no consequence. I will give him to the Council. He will work for us. The human will have no choice."
"He will hate you," had said another child.
"I am letting him live."
Before they arrived at their destination, the Dominant training Centre, they had to go through a military base. The adult Dominant told them to pretend they were on a tour, learning about air force life. Kevin did not expect a young man in a flier uniform to approach one of them. The boy gave the appropriate answer to which the young man called him his youngest brother and said something about him making general. There were too many around to dispatch of the flier. The adult Dominant talked with the flier for some time and left. When Kevin asked why the flier was not dead, the adult Dominant said, "Some humans are useful. He believes his brother is his true brother and encourages him to be like him. Those airplanes the humans use are so primitive, with our knowledge we can use them to travel the stars and we must do so to make them unaware."
Some of the Dominants even polluted themselves by mating permanently with human women, going through their rites. Some Dominants when masquerading as rapists and killers even kept their victims alive. That maddened Kevin, even though the rule was if a human begged for her life, the Dominants might grant her that favor as long as she worked for them. They did not say what type of work they meant.
"Are all like me here?" he asked the guard.
"What do you mean?"
Kevin gave his best smile. "What I mean is that have all the Progenies returned?"
"No. There are some amongst the humans. Some humans accept us, believe it or not, although they mistake our superior brain power for something mystical." He sneered. "You realize that our cortex functions at a higher level and rate of speed than theirs. When you were with your human parents, you knew before they did."
"We always do."
"There are some humans who do not fear our ability. That friend who talked to the airman had to be lured to the bus. However, if he were to remain as he was, his half brother would discover the difference. Wait a few years, and he will return after, ah, attending an accelerated program for gifted children."
"So but what of the ones still remaining. Where are they?" His senses picked up a truck driving down the road and wondered if he could scramble his guard's brain and that of the driver who even five minutes away seemed quite familiar. Of course, he had seen him near the Church.
Kevin concentrated, using his voice to mesmerize and his eyes evoked a hypnotic stance in the older Dominant, making him lower his guard. He then suggested, ever so softly, that he cross the road and see if there were an airplane overhead, perhaps humans who were looking for them. He waited for the truck to strike. It did. .
The taller man with the shoulder length hair got out the truck and went over to the body, now realizing that he hit someone.
"Could you take me with you?" asked Kevin.
"Why yes. I've been looking for you. What about him?" asked Lynch.
Kevin smiled. "Can you let me drive for a while?" Both boy and man shared a hidden message, an understanding between them. The boy took the steering wheel, put the truck into reverse and ran over the unconscious older Dominant. He then moved the truck forward, and then back into reverse.
"They'll miss him. Have they given you a destructor yet?"
"I took this out of his pocket." Kevin opened the window on the driver's side and aimed it at the body. A few seconds later, there was nothing left.
"Now where do you want to go?"
"Where are John Sedona's children? The youngest?"
"He bought a house about ten miles from here. Are you planning what I believe you are?"
Kevin sneered. "Lynch, they are too cosy with the human filth and such filth should be washed away."
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.
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