THE CHRONICLES OF FREAK NATION

STORY 1: NEW BEGINNINGS

CHAPTER 2 – WELCOME TO FREAK NATION

Summary: Enter Jondy. Max holds a meeting of the leaders of Terminal City and selects her lieutenants. Cindy, Sketchy, Sky and Herbal try to get people to join the Pro-Transgenic Movement. The S1W arrives in Seattle to help out.

Seattle

Terminal City

Command Center

Max stood at the head of a large table. There was about twenty transgenics and transhumans seated around the table, including Alec, Mole, Syl, Krit, Biggs, Cece, Dix and Joshua.

"We've been in here for five days already, and it doesn't appear that we're gonna be able to get out on our own accord any time soon. That being said, I think it is imperative that we set up a chain of command, so I decided to let you guys decide if you want me as leader or if we should seek out the highest ranking officer here. If you want to elect a different leader say aye."

Nobody spoke, and Max looked from face to face with a sense of pride that they wanted her, an 09er to be their leader.

"Okay, we need to set up heads for different departments. Tactics, Survellience, Defence, Electronics, Food Supply, the X6's, and the Transhumans." Max said. "I chose Alec as my SIC and Mole as my third. Dix, I want you as head of Survellience."

Max went on to name Alec head of the tactics department, Cece and Biggs as joint heads of the defense, Mole as the head of the transhumans, an X6 female named Leena as the head of the X6's, Syl and Krit as the heads of the food supply, and herself as electronics head. She adjourned the meeting and left with Syl, Krit and Alec trailing behind.

Mole and Dix head up to the Survellience area.

Jam Pony

Normal is talking on the phone as a redheaded woman enters. She scans the place as if looking for something. Normal glances over and sees her. He hangs up the phone.

"Excuse me, miss. Can I help you?" he asks politely.

She looks at him and makes her way over.

"Yes, I think you can help me. I'm looking for Logan Cale." She tells him.

"Ah, another transgenic sympathizer like myself huh?" Normal asks.

The woman looks at him for a moment. "Uh, no. I'm not a sympathizer."

"Oh." Normal looked slightly nervous. "You're not government are you."

"Not since I was nine." The woman quipped.

"Ah, so you're…." Normal hesitated

"Yeah. I am." The woman says. "X5-210, but you can call me Jondy."

"Okay, I'll make the call."

Warehouse

Asha, Sean, Sarah and Druid standing by the window, observing the police walk to and from the gates of Terminal City, keeping guard of the perimeter. Behind where they are standing are several large crates of guns, and food.

"Any ideas on how to get this stuff in to them?" Sarah asked.

"There is sewer access in the basement, but I don't know if they have it blocked off or guarded. We might not be able to get in that way." Asha says.

"I'll do some recon, and check it out." Sean says, and walks out of the room, heading for the basement. Asha follows after a moment.

"Hey, if you do run into anyone down there, I want you to have this. Just in case." Asha says, handing him a 9mm pistol.

Sean looks at it for a moment, then nods and takes it from her. "Thanks."

Asha holds his gaze for a few moments. "Be careful."

"Always am." Sean replies and leaves.

Joshua's house

Logan and Michelle are still talking on the phone, when Logan's cell beeps.

"Um, could you hold on a second?" Logan asks.

"Yeah, sure." Michelle responds.

Logan holds up the phone in front of his face and looks at the caller id. It's Jam Pony.

"Michelle, I gotta call you back, I have to take this call." Logan says apologetically.

"It's alright, I'll talk to you later." Michelle says and hangs up.

Logan presses end and then talk quickly.

"Hello?" Logan says.

"Hey Logan, its Normal. I have a friend of Max's here who needs to get in touch with her as soon as possible. Can I get her cell phone number?" Normal asks.

"Yeah, hold on a second, I've got it here somewhere. Who's looking for Max?"

"Uh hold on. What's your name again?" Normal asks someone on the other end. "She says her name is Jondy."

Logan nearly dropped the phone is shock. The Jondy that Max had always wanted to be reunited with more than any of her other siblings.

"The number is 27630000522056." Logan says after he regains his bearings and finds the piece of paper he's looking for.

"She says thanks." Normal says and hangs up.

Ames White was standing over the body of a transhuman he had just killed, a nasty sneer on his face.

"Only six more months until the coming, and we will finally take our rightful places as rulers of the earth."

Crash

Original Cindy, Sketchy, Herbal, and Sky are trying to recruit people that know Max to join the pro-Transgenic movement. They are not having much success, as most people have jumped on the trannie hating band wagon. Original Cindy gets an idea, and hurries over to the bartender, who is a close friend of Max's. She says something to him, and he nods. Cindy smirks and walks off.

Lamar, the bartender gets out his PA. "Anyone who is against the transgenics, come up to the bar for a round on the house."

Cindy, Sketchy, Herbal and Sky watch in disgust as about fifty of the seventy patrons in the bar head up to get free drinks.

Lamar looks at all of the anti-transgenic bigots, that are waiting expectantly for their drinks.

"I don't allow racists in my bar. Get the hell out." Lamar sneered, and pulled a shotgun out from under the bar. "Get out now."

The foursome had no problems with getting people to sign up for the Pro-Transgenic cause after that.

TBC……