The Origin of Witches, Vampires, Wizards, and Storytellers: A Tale From the Time Before Time Saturday, Oct 29 2022 

Never put your faith in a Prince. When you require a miracle, trust in a Witch.
 Catherynne M. ValenteIn the Night Garden

Where shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly ‘s done, when the battle ‘s lost and won.
 William ShakespeareMacbeth

A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.

J. R. R. Tolkien

Nobody knows what the future is except for wizards.

Gillian Jacobs

The vampire is an outsider. He’s the perfect metaphor for those things. He’s someone who looks human and sounds human, but is not human, so he’s always on the margins.

Anne Rice

There was one great tomb more lordly than all the rest; huge it was, and nobly proportioned. On it was but one word, DRACULA.

Bram Stoker, Dracula

Whether in cave paintings or the latest uses of the Internet, human beings have always told their histories and truths through parable and fable. We are inveterate storytellers.

Beeban Kidron

Modern storytellers are the descendants of an immense and ancient community of holy people, troubadours, bards, griots, cantadoras, cantors, traveling poets, bums, hags, and crazy people.

Clarissa Pinkola Estes

There was another time, one not recorded in the history books, a time before time was created by the sapien. It appears in bits and pieces, like the first eleven chapters of the great Book of Moses, or in uninterpreted marks and symbols found on rocks and cave walls. Time, as in hours or days, was created by the sapien because they had a need for it, others did not need such a thing. Time, in the dimensions outside this one, is a river of sand water and air that just flows, flows through the dimensions from the past to the past and present, unmeasured and unrecorded by any living creature. The lion cares not what time to hunt, they just do so when hungry, as does any of the predators. For the herbivores it has even less meaning, as they just graze when come upon something to eat, both sleep when tired and only mark time’s passing by the rising and setting of the sun. Only the creature that stands and has a vison of eternity, the sentient one, who has an irresistible desire to look deeply into the meanings of things, and not just live by instinct. It is the creatures who sense that there is more to the world than what one sees with the eye, hear the ear or smells or feels. This vison of eternity is granted to creatures who rise above the instinctual living of other creatures. They are the ones who have been placed in a high status in the heavens. These are the ones who think and reason, those who see more than just the rising and setting sun. The one who believes there is more to life than the instincts of one’s biology. On Earth, and eleven other planets, it was the sapien, that small creature who although maybe one of the weakest of the omnivorous creatures, would dominate the world. In the Great Rift Valley, near the expansive Serengeti Palins this small creature with the big brain began a journey that would take it from total insignificance to become the dominate creature of the planet, one who would one day be able to leave the planet and join the great civilizations of the galaxy.

The sapiens emerged as creatures of the day, also called the children of the day, (it is why sun gods were so prevalent in the ancient times) those who operated mainly the the sun ruled the plain. The night creatures, also called the children of the night, operated when the moon and stars ruled the plain, it is here there was another world operating as well. It was the world of the spirits, who mainly operated under the moon and stars so were soon known as the children of the night. The sapiens knew the spirits and could communicate with them just as they did with the animals and each other. This would last until the sapien became civilized and lived in cities and farmed and in that process lost this ability to connect with the other creatures of the world. He Who Is knew this would happen and understood it was what must be. In the beginning of the time before time, some of the sapiens were more in touch with the spirit world that others were, and thus new groups of sapiens emerged from the great tribes of sapiens. Some had a deeper connection to the animals, from this came the shapeshifters as some were able to become the animal they were connected to, and those connected more to the world of spirits became the shamans, or a messager between the worlds. Later in that early time, three other groups emerged from those who connected with the spirit world. They were the witch, the wizard and the storyteller. The witch came from those who had a tight connection to the ground, or the Earth. The wizard came from those who were connected to the air, and those who could tell the tales of the world, became the storytellers. Here is the story of how they came to be and how some followed He Who Is and others followed the angle of light.

These transformations occurred in the backdrop of the massive War of Heaven that occurred deep in the time before time. Here He Who Is called on all to bow to those he had chosen to stand up and gain a vison of eternity. He had chosen four creatures, (I will use the equivalent names of those on Earth) the lizard, it was called Meguchirella watchtleri, the dog, Hesperocyon, the dolphin, Pakiecetus, the cat, Felissilvestris lybrcu, and finally combined the essence of a raptor and troodindon to make the Hominidae, the sapien. The creatures of the air, the spirits of the spirit world were accepting of the first four creatures, but a great argument came over the Hominidae, a particularly nasty and vicious creature. The first four were predators and seen as low creatures but noble, much as later Europeans had fashioned the myth of the noble savage, a pristine and innocent, almost like a child, but still of a lower form of life. But the Hominidae was seen as so low that many, one third of all Heaven, refused to bow to it. Led by the one who once He Who Is did favor, and was called the angle of light, Lucifer Iblis Satan. She proclaimed that as a creature of the air, she could not bow to one, especially one who was so viscous and nasty, of the ground. She lead her forces against those of Heaven, led by the great Archangel Michael, in a war that ripped the heavens part and ended in a dimension that became Hell. This place became the kingdom of Satan and she plotted and planned actions to convince He Who Is that this tiny creature was not worthy of any honor. To bring the world back into balance, He Who Is created the sorcerers to balance the angels.

On Earth, to balance the world of the air and ground, the first creature created was the witch, as the spirit of Earth, Gaia, or as some called her, Terra, came to the Serengeti, near Mara Grumeti along the Mbalageti River to a portal near Ngorongoro and there three sapiens called, Diana, Hecate, and Persephone, who had been drawn here by Gaia to become the first witches. Here Gaia and fellow spirit Wicca, who some called Mother Earth, who gave the three the secrets of the Earth. They learned to cast spells with the potions of the earth, using the elements of the ground to make magic and forecast events. They were also taught how to do magic, the ability to create and influence. They learned to transport themselves to the Magic Realm and and were taught the rules and regulations of the place. Diana learned to communicate with animals and how to become animals if needed, also to use the animals to perform magic. Hectate learned to use the crossroads to forecast events and became a champion of the crossroad and was often linked with the spirits of the moon. Persephone became the expert of the underworld and the many spirits of the night, she was also famous for prophesize, and in the Hebrew Bible is called the Witch of Endor. Her closeness with Saul led to Hebrews to condemn her and all of her kind. Gaia first began her instruction of the Samhain, as it was the time the portals of Earth were easiest to cross. The aura of Gia and Wicca was yellow, the color of the halo that circled their heads. Thus the witches’ auras, as all are descended from these three, became yellow as well. All witches are descend from a family of witches and training in their craft when they were usually around twelve. They formed groups called covens, mainly to defend themselves from the invitations of Satan, who promised them the power of the dark forces and black magic, a temptation that could overwhelm one and condemn them to eternal punishment.

Witches tend to hold antiestablishment beliefs and do love to create challenges and chaos. To them the time of the Samhain is a holy time and they gather to connect with those on the other sides of the portals. They can communicate with the dead and have a limited ability to transvers the heavens. They can go to the Magic Realm or Sorcerers City, but are unable to go to Heaven or Hell, that ability is reserved for the angels, shamans, and sorcerers. In the time before civilization they would dance at the full moon around poles, pitchforks, and brooms in celebration of the lunar spirits and the night. They used the broom later to fly to other places to meet their brothers and sisters in celebrations of those lands and cultures. The tend to wear loose hood like clothes, as their rural ancestors did, and since they celebrated the night, they colored their clothes black to celebrate the night and the children of that time. Pointed hats became a fashion in honor of Duns Scotus, whose knowledge was celebrated by witches, for reasons unknown. For Samhain, they would paint their faces and bodies green, in recognition of the Earth, which it seen as their home and birth mother. Because of their use of magic, they have had a long and troubled history with many religions, many see them as children of the devil. The Malleus Maleficarun in 1487, written by German Heinrich Herman and also called the Hammer of Witches, and the writings of James I of Britain are examples of the anti-witch feelings of many in Europe.

This misunderstanding came from the witches habit of doing things such as wassailing, the pouring of cider on apple trees for insuring fertility, and other pre-Catholic practices which honored many of the spirits of the land and the Catholics mistook for idolatry. Like the Hebrew, who saw the Witch of Endore as an ally of Saul, the Europeans set upon a crusade against the witches, a move the devil applauded, and many were killed in the many various and often cruel trials and executions, such as the Salem Witch Trails, over the centuries. To protect themselves the witches, like the other night creatures, went into hiding and conducted all their ceremonies in secret. This move many times only made things worse and their secrecy was used against them, as many have found before. Today things are much better, but many still keep their stuff private, just to be safe.

Both groups were severely repressed during the Middle ages and early Modern period which caused both to go underground. This was for safety, but many times only increased the oppression, as their secrecy was seen as an admission of guilt. Like the witch, the wizards wear a pointed hat, in honor of the old intellectual, Duns Scotus. Why this is done is unknown, but legends say the old teacher was either a witch or a wizard and was the reason that many of his opponents used his trademark hat as the modal for the “dunce cap.” While the old Scot philosopher, who is placed along with Thomas Aquinas, William of Ockham, and Bonaventure as the most influential medieval churchman, he did have some powerful enemies, who made many attempts to discredit him. Also his connection to Scotland and the land of the Celts and Druids as well where the famous Ninth Legion disappeared made the occult’s claims look as if they could be true. In reality, however, the honoring by both witches an wizards is a mystery. Both groups moved all over the worlds, and adopted many different cultures and ways as they moved into the different tribes of the world. Two portals are central to each group, for witches it is the Goat’s Hole on Paviland, Gower Peninsula where the lichen creates the yellow aura of the witch. For the wizard it is St Nectan’s Glen, Cornwall, a place that looks like a fairy garden. Both are located in Britain, the place of the Druids last stand, and where legend has the first group of witches and wizards were affirmed in their new position in the sapien pantheon.

At the same time the witches came to be, the spirit of the air, Lelantos, one who had the ability to escape unnoticed and had the vigilance of the unseen hunter, created the creature of the air, the wizard. His aura was blue, the blue of the sky, as well as Lelantos’ halo, and thus the wizard obtained the blue aura as well. Often confused with the sorcerers, but much less powerful, they have been called magicians in many ages. Lelantos, the spirit of the air enlisted the spirit of magic and fate, Freya, who practiced the seidr, the magic of the north. And enlisted the Greek spirit Hectate, who knew the magic of the South, together they brought this knowledge to the Carians, who lived in the mountains of Greece and the two northern tribes, the Aesir and the Vanir, who later are called gods. From these ancient tribes all wizards of today are descended, and their families train the young wizards in the arts of magic from the age of nine. In the beginning Lelantos and Hectate taught them the art of magic and casting spells, they also learned the art of potions and used the earth to make magic. The wizard primarily uses magic, but can do potions, the opposite of the witch, who primarily uses potions, but can do magic. Wizards are famous for not getting along, so much so that their name of a coven, is an argument, as it is said to have an argument all one needs is two wizards. The first three tribes of wizards are the best example of this as they warred with each other for centuries, until the coming of the Catholic Church and the same oppression as the witches suffered. Even today one can sense an undercurrent of tension when those of the three tribes are together, that can result in open battle. Especially the two northern tribes, who still harbor many of the old wounds of their centuries of battle. They also many times are mistaken for sorcerers, one great example is Merlin, the powerful sorcerer is often described as a wizard. It is a mistake that sorcerers find amusing, which wizards are glad they do, as they know the sorcerer is much more powerful. Both witches and wizards are famous for trying to court the favor of the sorcerers for their own ends.

What the sapien does not understand they often call a monster, a word descended from the Latin, monere, which means to remind, warn , or advise, and monstrum, which is a divine omen or entity evoking fear or wonder. It is the base of monstrare (from which we get the word demonstrate) which was represented by a creature with either a bull’s or fifty heads. Monster is seen as something strange, out of the ordinary, or contrary to the usual course of nature. It is attached to that which is seen as against God’s nature and a strange, unnatural, hideous person, animal, or thing, or any monstrous or unusual thing, circumstance, or adventure. What one culture calls a monster, another may see as a wonder, in this the word becomes a weapon to be used against anything that is not seen as the normal and ordinary ways of a culture or society. They may be made by the sapiens or in many cases are seen as coming from the other realm, a supernatural creature sent to punish those who violate the norms of a society. To gain access to the other world one must transgress the paths that lie between the mortal world and the immortal one. There are two ways to enter the other realm, one is called a portal, these are large openings in a rift between the worlds. These openings can be accessed in every season, but for the witches and wizards there is limited places they can go, only the sorcerers and their equivalent angels can access all the realms of the otherworld. Examples of this is the Everglades in Florida and the Carpathian Mountains in Romania. These openings are guarded by a spirit creature, Pay-a-okee guards the one in Florida and Biajini is the Romanian one. These spirits are female and protect the land and creatures from the intrusions of sapien civilization. In retreat, with the exception of Pah-a-okee, these spirits have been moving away from sapien settlements, but one day will return and claim their possessions. One can see the great Stairway to Heaven and the Portal to Hell within all of these openings. The other is called a sith, a smaller opening guarded by a male spirit, and can be accessed only on the Samhain, Beltaine, Imbolc, and Lughnasa, and only on the Samhain and Beltaine can the dead access the mortal realm through these portals. It was at one of these Siths the devil unleased a new night creature to torment the mortal world and try to show the sapiens was not worthy of their high status in the heavens. The night creature was the vampire and the Sith was the Boabhan Sith, located near Loch Ness.

It was here that Satan conferred with Karau, the demon of death, Kasdeu, the demon of poison and deceit, Asmondeus, the demon of destruction, and Baal, the demon of lust and power. She wanted to create a predator of the sapien, one she controlled. Baal came up with the idea of an undead creature that thirsted for blood and would rise from the grave at night to hunt the sapien. They did have a blueprint, the spirit creature Sekhmet, the Egyptian spirit of vengeance and wrath, she tempted the powerful to avenge any wrong committed by another against them. This was to show that the sapien was petty and full of vengeance and thus unworthy of any deference. The lion headed spirit had nothing but anger and evil in her eyes and had a great taste for the blood of the sapien, or any creature that crossed her path. She also gathered the virus and bacteria of the sapien planets and imposed them on the sapien causing much suffering and death on the creature. Deep in the Qattara Depression in the Sahara Desert laid the Sith called Quattara, here Sekhmet watched the sapiens and planed her plagues upon them. She is often referred to as the first Egyptian vampire. Together she and the others fashioned the creature from the dead bodies of a Celt, Wusun, Hadza, and Noongar, which they breathed life into and gave the man insatiable thirst for the blood of the sapien. They gave them powers, to shapeshift into the animals of the night, the wolf, the raven, the cat, the bat, and the other nocturnal creatures that moved out when the sun disappeared from the sky. They could turn themselves into the mist of the night to move undetected through the land, and the ability to crawl up a wall like a spider and command these night creatures to protect themselves or take vengeance on any creature that challenged or threated them. But their power had limits, it was reduced by a third in the sunlight, and they could not come into a place unless invited. Because of their limited power during the day, the creature would sleep in their burial place when the sun ruled the sky, and could restore their body to what it looked like in life, and removed the wounds and marks of death. From their fingers they pocessed claws, two to five, depending on the culture of the creature, as one bitten would become a vampire, but if the vampire used their claws, they would not. The devil also denied them free will, as that was only for the living and as a measure to control the beast.

The vampires were all ruled by a master vampire, or king, or in the case of the first, a queen. She was the Egyptian who Sekhmet found when they first made the vampires. Her name was Maat, but she, like all vampires remembered much of her old life as a noble in an ancient tribe, and wished to rule with no entity above her. In the year 41 AD, she tried to unseat the devil herself, and failed miserably. She and those who allied with her were thrown into the deepest place in Hell, by Satan herself, and suffer there to this day. Satan placed the newest vampire, the Roman Emperor Caligula, as the new ruler. But he was to use to ruling as a god, which was why he was killed by the Romans, and tried to unseat the devil as well. To replace Caligula, Satan chose the newly, as she did not trust the old ones, vampires, Vlad Dracula. Dracula, (who at times was called Strigoi, the name of the first Balkan vampire) had became a vampires when his youngest son, Alexis, was mortally by the local churchmen as he had become a Protestant while he was in England visiting the court of Edward VI. Dracula was fine with ruling the vampire world from his castle in Transylvania, while his son, Alexis, became Lord of North America.

Vampires of the world took different names for many reasons, named by each culture and region. They were called the Mananaggal in the Philippines, Penanggalan in most of Asia, Soucoyart in the Caribbean, and the Jiongshi in China, each coming from many tales and stories about them. The best example is the Celtic vampire, the first was a Celt woman whose body was found near Loch Ness, her name was Aife, she was a warrior in a local tribe. After her transformation she re-entered the mortal world through the Boabhan Sith and thus the Celtic vampire took their name from that place. There were differences in all of them, as to how to kill them or how many claws they had on their hands. The European, for example, called the Nosferatu, has two, coming from the first two fingers, while the Boabhan Sith have five coming from all five fingers. To kill the Nosferatu, one used a wooden stake, to also nail the creature into their coffin, while the Boabhan Sith one needs an iron stake. This is a small example of the many differences between the vampires, but all are ruled by Dracula, as they have no choice, free will is only for the living. The devil had hoped these creatures, and her recruiting some of the shapeshifters (who had arisen deep in the time before time and their origin is lost to history) would be the key to bring the downfall of the sapien, but it did not work. These creatures live their lives and adapt to the places they live, much as the wizards and witches have.

The vampire is a creature created during the War of Heaven, when Satan objected to the placing of the sapien above those of the air. Before that war many of the other children of the night, as they are called, like the witches and wizards, came to be, deep in the period called The Time Before Time. Many legends and tales tell of how these creatures came to be, the werewolves claim to be descended from King Lycaon who was said to have eaten human flesh and was condemned to run as a wolf. Werewolves are created by one of two ways, one is to be born in a family of werewolves, many are said to have been descended from Benjamin, who in the Book of Moses is described as like a wolf. The other is to be bitten or attacked by a werewolf and survive. The truth is that deep in the Time Before Time, sapiens who had a spiritual connection to wolves gain the ability to transform themselves into a wolf, usually on the night of a full moon, a night when the spirits are the strongest. They are called shapeshifters, as they change their shape from sapien to an animal. It is said they are connected to several spirits, Cernunnos, Ardana, Fitan, Drantia, and Elaine, all spirits of the forest who had connections to many creatures and the sapiens. Which came first, or who were the first, is lost in the mist of time, but it is known that the shapeshifters have walked with the sapiens since their days on the Serengeti. Like the witches and wizards, these creatures too suffered much oppressions as the sapiens seldom, if ever, tried to understand these fellow travelers in this zone.

Two children of the night have been with the sapiens from the beginning of their time, from the moment they stood up and gained a vison of eternity. First is the creature that exist in all creatures, the spirits of the dead, those who have finished their time in the mortal world and have passed on to the other realm. Sometimes these are stuck in the mortal world, for many reasons, haunting a place or person, or looking some some closure, others use the time of the Samhain to return to the mortal world for many reason, known only to those who cross. They to have many names, but are usually are called ghost. The other is one who can transgress the dimensions and speak with spirits on all levels of the other realms. They can even travel to the high parts of heaven and the lowest parts of Hell, yet compared to others, thy have little powers. They are connected to the spirits Saga, Hanuman, and Haehuecoyotl, and were instrumental in the invention of the greatest of all sapiens inventions, writing. These are the storytellers, those who tell the tales, legends, myths, histories, and stories of the sapien world.

They tell tales in cycles, with mythic heroes and vile villains, or in an episodic, epic, or inspirational manner to tell stories of times gone past or urging all to achieve higher goals. They can also be instructive, telling how to or not do something. They once were called Wyrdwriteres, as they told the destinies of all sapiens or their tribes, later because of the love of the Greeks, historians. They drew close to Clio, who gave one access to the great River of Time, and of many other spirits who knew the tales of old and new. At first they learned the tales from their elders and told them in great oral traditions, (such as seen in the first eleven chapters of the first Book of Moses) speaking of the generations of stories, and of ancestors and gods. They told the tales of how things came to be, and why things were as they were. One could hear the story of one’s family, going back for generations in their stories, and could hear the stories of the heroes and villains of a tribe or family. They were honored as they gave each tribe and family their identity and place in the world, all the stories of a people. Families of storytellers grew and became leading members of tribes as they told the stories of all the people land gave the tribe its identity and history. They told the stories of how tribes came to be and what they believed, but if one died, it could be a disaster, as so much could be lost. Before civilization they storytellers used cave paintings and other pictures to assist them in telling their stories. These transformed into what is called proto-writing, the use of symbols to transmit a limited amount of information. One of these were those who kept track of what belong to who in the prehistoric world, from this over time, in many places, writing developed. Storytellers, in many places, became scribes, those who wrote down what was once passed own by word of mouth. Stone tablets became scrolls and later became books, as writing exploded wit the invention of the printing press, and became the method of choice to record the history of the world.

But it was not always histories or accounting information that was recorded, more than ceremonial instructions and religious books, another thing developed overtime as the storytellers drove deep into their imaginations. At first the storyteller was required to tell real events, but as time moved on myths and tales were added and in this they also did another thing, they invented fiction. Stories were told to make a point, give a moral tale, expand on an event, or just to entertain. As writing grew, the storyteller group expanded, not all were part of families anymore. Families were essential when it was oral and one needed to learn all the tales, but with writing, any could read these tales and learn things through books. They could also write them. In dreams and inspirations, the spirits would wander through the minds of sapiens and plant ideas for stories and tales, and the author came to be. Families of storytellers still exist and practice their craft, but they are joined by names like Mark Twain and his tales of American life, Charles Dickins and his stories of England industrializing, Walt Disney brought the stories to film, and so many others. They too suffer oppressions, but their is usually by political powers who do not like the tales they tell, or maybe the lessons they teach.

So here is the origins of some of the children of the night, and the music they make. They exist even in this day, but you may not recognize them, as by civilizing themselves the sapiens lost their connections to the natural world. The sapien no longer connects with animals or spirits and sees only the cold hard science as a path of explanation, and wonders why his or her world seems so empty at times. Empty and cold, and they wonder why depression and suicide is becoming more common. The sapien created a consumer culture and wonders why everything seems to have a price, even art and writing has became a commodity. Why is depression and loneliness seem to dominate society, and why profit seems to be the king and more than that, a god. The reason is that the sapien has disconnected themselves for the world around them and now suffer the consequences. The world is bigger than we think, Shakespeare expresses it best in Hamlet, the great storyteller proclaimed, “There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”

The Scene of the Crime: Alien Encounter Wednesday, Oct 19 2022 

Our sun is one of 100 billion stars in our galaxy. Our galaxy is one of the billions of galaxies populating the universe. It would be the height of presumption to think that we are the only living things within that enormous immensity.

Werner von Braun

If it is just us, seems like an awful waste of space.

Carl Sagan

Two possibilities exist: Either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying.

Arthur C. Clarke

I feel self doubt whether I am doing something difficult or easy, but I have always been a late bloomer.

Sigourney Weaver

There are no passengers on spaceship earth. We are all crew.

Marshall McLuhan

Sunrise meant that the two cops were almost done their shift, the midnight to eight, the worst shift to draw. Nothing good usually happened after midnight, and this night had been particularly bad. It was Saturday morning, and Friday nights were full of stuff, domestic situations, bar fights, drunks, and other angry and the usual Friday night stuff. This night was worse, it was a full moon and all the crazies were out, it had been a long shift and the sunrise was the sign they only had a few more hours. Sargent Hall checked his watch, it was a little after six, the moon was creating ominous shadows in the alleys and there was a hint of the sun along the eastern horizon. He sat in his squad car with Officer Gorman, his partner of the last four years, and as partners go, she was a good one. Highly professional, and a good officer, she was one of the best partners he had in his twenty one year career. She thought the same of Hall, except for her it was only an eight year career, as he was a respected by many on the force. The two watched the sunrise and spoke of another UFO special they had seen on a streaming service. Both said they would love to meet such a creature, then all changed. As they sat there, the radio came alive with the last call they wanted at this point of there shift.

“Car 354, 10-35 at Warehouse 54 on Silver Street, 1514, copy?” came over the radio, they knew the caller, but responded only with, “10-4, on our way.”

They got to to the warehouse, it was the forth one down in a complex just off Silver Street, and several uniforms were already taping the area off. As they pulled up, one of the officers, Sargent Lucy Worelle, told Gorman that what was inside was something they had never seen, but had heard stories of in the past. Her partner Officer Paul Bigbee, who echoed Worelle’s description of the scene, showed them to the door of the warehouse. That was the general opinion of all the other officers at the scene, and Hall and Gorman walked into the warehouse and at the end of the hall the a room in question. Inside was a scene that looked as if it came out of a horror movie, or an old slasher film. One both Hall and Gorman had heard of, but never seen. Blood was pooled across the floor, and along the back wall was a graphic novel type scene, with five men laid out like some gruesome trophy case. Their heads were placed in position in a semi-circle against the wall, laid out in an opposite semi circle were their headless bodies. In the middle of the circle was a pile of something, which was quickly found to be the privates of the men. On the wall behind the circle was a heraldic type picture with an F in something that resembled Old English Script painted with blood. It looked as if a struggle had occurred in the room, and some bullet holes were seen on the other walls, two officers were sitting with the two women who had been found inside the room, in the opposite corner of the room, the two women looked traumatized, but alive. As Gorman and Hall examined the men’s bodies two had burn like wounds in their chest, with two others looking as if some wild animal had clawed their throats. The fifth man’s lower torso had an awful smell and looked as if something was cooking the area around the stomach and intestines.

“Those are claw marks, looks like a cougar, saw some of that when I was working with the park rangers at Yellowstone,” Gorman said examining the wounds, ” you can tell by the way the marks are at the entry point, big cat as well. Look at this guy’s stomach, looks like the claws were thrusted straight in, don’t know what causing the smell. Smells like overcooked spoiled meat. Those other wounds look like a cross between an electrical burn and a hot metal.”

Hall responded, “yeah, and this looks like some kind of ceremonial type thing, saw that once in a book my son had when he was studying anthropology at the university. Especially that thing on the wall, that is definitely someone wanting us to know they did this. When I was a rookie, I heard a story about something like this, but nobody gave many details.”

They talked to the officers with the two women, Catlin Rodriquez and Megan Johnson, but they were to traumatized to answer any questions, the ambulance had been called, Gorman said they would talk to them later. They tried to question them but all the women would say was that she was not of this planet, an alien, a creature. They just kept repeating this, and would say nothing else, just that she was not of this planet. Hall looked around the room again, looking for anything, and then his eyes hit upon something. it looked like a security camera in the corner opposite of him. He walked over and looked again, it had a red light blinking, maybe this thing was working. Maybe they had a break.

When they got back to the station, they found it not only worked but had recorded the entire night in the room. It was something that was hard to believe. First the five men were pushing the three women into the room, looked as if they were traffickers and had captured these women for one their businesses. As they bound two of the women the third broke away and confronted one of the men, sadly there was no sound, but it looked as if the man went to grab her then suddenly spun around, with blood spraying out from his neck and all over the other men. This woman then moved like a cat straight at the men, they could see that claws extend from her hands, they were about five or six inches long, and ripped out the neck of another man. Two of the men pulled out guns and shot, but must have missed the girl as she looked at them and suddenly a light flashed from her should and these two men with guns were knocked back against the wall. Their wounds seemed to be burning, and then she approached the last man and punched him in the gut, Hall surmised she must have extended her claws, and the man slumped to the floor. He was in agony as she stood over him and seemed to be saying something. She then drug the men over to the wall and pulled out a square box, that transformed into a weapon with a point on one end a a flat blade on the other. She cut the men’s heads off and placed them on some poles she found near the door, then arranged the headless bodies in front of them and placed the privates in the middle, then she made the sign and letter behind the wall and looked as if she was celebrating the act. As she went to leave she picked up one of the men’s phones and seemed to answer the phone and speak with someone before throwing the phone to the ground. She first grabbed her belt again, like she was turning something off, then wrapped a cloth around her wrist, and walked out of the room. Gorman pointed at her wrapping the cloth around her wrist and exclaimed that maybe she had cut herself. Maybe she left some DNA, and they re-examined all the evidence. On a knife the first man had was some blood, a rusty red color, maybe they had another break.

Hall sat and watched the digitally enhanced video from the scene over and over, watching for every little detail. Gorman had pointed out that just after she was cut the figure grabbed something on her belt, and then slashed the throat of the first victim. Hall looked at this closely, he was trying to see just what she grabbed on her belt. It looked like a device, or a belt buckle, but the object was just too small to determine exactly what it was. He was able to see the claws she used came from just under her knuckles on her hands, the claws were about four inches long and curved just as they reached a point. He closely watched her movements, it remined him of a cat, she sprang about with little to no effort. He also could see she was also highly trained in combat, this he determined this just by watching how she handled her self and the way she moved in combat. Her final victim, the last man, she hit straight in his stomach, Hall noticed that the claw extending from her thumb was flat and did not extend until the other four had penetrated fully into the man’s body. From the autopsy report he read that the man’s stomach and intestines were penetrated by the four claws, and then the fifth must have injected lithium, that was organically based, into the man causing a viscous chemical reaction that basically burned his insides. He had discussed this with the coroner, they came to the conclusion the lithium was injected by the fifth claw since it was the last to enter the body and no lithium was detected in the other four men.

From the ballistic report it was determined that the line of bullet holes along the one wall were interrupted, they men did not miss, and somehow they hit the woman and did not penetrate her body. On the video Hall could see at one point the woman’s shoulder acted as if something had hit it, and they had found four bullets on the floor. The bullets were not damaged at all, but her highly magnetized, as if they had come into contact with some kind of electrical source. When Gorman entered they discussed the findings with her, she had also been watching the video, and commented on her auburn hair.

“Man, I wish my red hair was as rich and full as hers, I mean look at it, it just flows like a river,” She sighed with a little jealousy tinging her remark, “plus her skin, it just glows, would love to know her secret.”

“You know it I were to point out that maybe you just made a typical female remark, after seeing a person with claws and maybe impervious to bullets, you would have me up in front of HR,” Hall laughed.

“Damm right I would,” she laughed in return and the pair went back to discussing the video.

Then in came Jennette Johnston, the lab tech, with the report on the blood found on the knife. She had a large folder of papers in her hand and a rather serious look on her face. She laid out the charts and reports she had and began.

“First, the blood’s color, which is more of a rusty red than the bright red we usually find, comes from the fact that it is slightly basic, human blood, is slightly acidic. The lithium contains organic material, which is not found on this planet. The blood is very different, first it is from a feline creature, it matches cat DNA almost exactly, except it has thirty gene sets instead of the twenty usually found. Let me explain,” She stopped and continued fearing she was losing the room, ” let us start with us and out closest relation, the chimpanzee, our sequences are 98.8% similar, the differences are simple, the chimp has 48 chromosomes to our 46, that comes to in chimps 3,309,577, 922 base pairs to our 3,096,649,726 base pairs. The main difference is in the sequences that control how gene coding regions are actionated and read and how protein is used. It is in the HARs, the highly accelerated regions, a section of a high rate of evolution and the parts that encode proteins. Like the HAR-1, the one that controls brain function. In the most simple of terms, the blood here has the same relationship to cat DNA as ours does chimp DNA, what you have one might call, homo Felinas, or the cat man. People, that woman in the video is an alien, not of this planet. Just like the witnesses said.”

The there for a few minutes and just stared at each other, this could be the chance of a lifetime. The witnesses had later said they were in a bar when they began to feel woozy, as they left these men grabbed them outside of the bar. The other woman was just walking by and tired to stop them, and was taken as well. In the warehouse she resisted the first man and when he cut her she slashed his throat and killed the rest. They said she had pointed ears and told them she was Lieutenant Gabriel Feliciano of the Imperial Allyonian Guard. She told them that they were good and she was leaving, and not to try and find her. Hall sat there and was very quiet, to quiet for Gorman., who asked what was wrong.

Hall sat there for a minute and slowly began, “Well, I been thinking about the thing on the wall and the way the bodies were arranged. I have seen and heard of such a thing before, not long after I started on the force. There was a rumor going around the precinct that back in the 1920s something similar had been found but was covered up by the federal government. We were called to a scene just outside of town, but still in our jurisdiction, it was the same arrangement, but a different thing on the back of the cave. We gathered all the information, and suddenly in came the feds, they took everything, told us it was a gang thing and had us sign NDAs and we were told to not discuss this ever. Despite the NDAs, we talked it over amongst ourselves and a couple of the older guys said they had seen such before and firmly said to just forget about the whole thing. So we did, maybe it was the times, we just followed the direction of the our superiors, but nobody has ever had as much as we got now. Let’s just get it all together, and do it quietly, and file our report and see what happens. First maybe we can issue an APB for the woman, and just call her a person of interest. If anyone asks, just say were are following up on the investigation, but say nothing about this, just a normal investigation. Do all of us agree?”

The group, the lab tech, the forensics guy, and two other officers all agreed. Hal land Gorman secretly agreed that this might be their one and only chance to meet an actual alien, so they proceed carefully. Gorman filed the APB, and said she had escaped the scene and they just wanted to ask some questions, maybe find who did the killing, as they had nothing on that. They were successful in their effort to keep everything on the DL, and only the rumor that the gang who backed those killed were also looking for the woman. That made the whole thing very dangerous.

“Did we get the report back on the phone, wish the video had sound,” Hall remarked the next day as the group assembled to try and plan a strategy for the case.

Gorman responded, “Yes, the call was to an unknown number, a burner phone, but we got her fingerprints, and this is another strange thing. The prints are backwards, she held the phone in her right hand, but the prints are left handed. It’s just strange, I try to say this woman is not an alien, but so much points to that she is.”

“And things just got more dangerous, seems the victims were part of Ivan Zhernakov’s group. Bet the call was from one his people, but they have made it known they are looking for this woman as well. Hope we find her first,” Jennette chimed in as the group agreed.

“Great,” Hall shot back, all we need, involvement from the Russian gangs, hell, why not get the Mexican cartels and black gangs in, or maybe even the Mafia.”

The group all agreed, even more reason to be careful, threats had already been registered. Gorman reinforced this by saying that their investigation was getting more attention, as she heard from the PC himself, wondering what they had found. She told the group she said they had just done preliminary work and had drawn no conclusions, she emphasized that she left out all the stuff about the red headed woman. Hall chimed in that he believed they soon would be hearing from the feds, and he had some more information.

He began, “So I went to the library, police archives, and on the internet, and came across a lot of stuff. At the archives he told the person he was just looking to see if there had been anything similar before. And there had been, about a hundred years ago, but most of the stuff was gone, taken by the feds, but there was a lot of similar things. But the library was the most interesting, here he found that the local native Americans had a lot of stories that matched our investigation. They called the people, Sky Beings, and told of three kinds, the cat people, the dog people, and the sea people. Plus these tales are found in Europe, Asia and Africa, they are very similar, and start in the early 1300s, about the time the Black Death. The sea people resemble what is called the greys in the UFO community, the others are not as famous, but do appear in many reports,” Hall stopped and took out a file, opened it and went on, “According to this, the cat people, or our prime person if interest, are called Allyonians, and come from 12 planets, the others are the dog people, and the dolphin, or greys, each coming from 12 planets. There is a lot of stuff here, so I let you all read up on it, but get this, according to many very reputable sources our government knows all about these people and have for centuries. It is claimed George Washington signed a treaty with them in 1792, and the British first singed one in the late fourteen hundreds, with both Edward IV and Richard III, and renewed it under Edward VI and again under George III. This is why the feds get involved, it is one of our deepest of secrets, according these reports, it what that group, M-12, handles, keeping it all under wraps. So lets see what’s going on here, we have to be careful of the Russians, and the feds maybe are watching us as well. Let’s keep this close and under wraps, or it will, that is the only way we can get to the bottom of this.”

The group agreed, and they quietly began looking into leads and tips, all the time making it look like they were just looking for a woman who escaped a very bad situation. On the street, many told them they hoped the police found this girl before the Russians did, and the group would just agree and move on. Slowly they began to get a picture of what happened that night, the two women who were in the room had been bar hopping that night and were targeted by the gang about two hours before they were grabbed. One of the gang slipped up to them and dropped some Rohypnol into their drinks. As the women walked out of the bar, two other men followed them, grabbing them near a van. The red headed lady, who they found lived in the neighborhood, was walking by and tried to stop the abduction. The men just took her as well and the scene in the warehouse would soon play out.

From the witnesses, it was determined that they were taken there and pushed into the room. The first man pulled the red headed woman out and began screaming at her, as she just defiantly screamed back. After a few minutes he grew tired and said something in Russian and pulled a knife. He sliced her arm and she first grabbed her belt and then slashed his throat, spraying blood over two of the other men. One of the men rushed over and she slashed him as well, the large man standing near the back wall shouted at the two other men. They pulled out two AR-15 and opened up, but she just stood there, she just smiled and told them that they were either two of the worst shots eve on this planet or they just messed with something they should have left alone. That is when the light on her shoulder flashed, and something like a light shot across the room and the two men were rocked back and hit the floor with the burn wounds in their chest. Sher then walked over to the large man and punched him in the stomach, he looked as if he was going to laugh, but suddenly keeled over, and drooped to the floor. He would writhe in agony for almost twenty minutes. She then looked at the other two girls and said they would be fine, as she walked out, she heard one of the cell phones ringing.

“Well your people are gone, and to be honest light work with boys is fun, but gets boring. Tell you what, just try to find me,” she laughed as she went about arranging men in the scene Hall and Gorman found in the warehouse. She walked out and disappearing into the night.

Using the guise that hey were looking for someone who had escaped the warehouse and were concerned about her safety, the group panned the neighborhood and discovered the woman was well known in the place. She did not seem to have a place of employment, but lived in a small apartment in a building not far from the bar were the women were abducted. People said her name was Gabriel Feliciano, and while many knew her, nobody knew much about her. Outside of her name and her habit of spending time on the roof of the apartment building, nothing else was known about her. A search of the databases at the station came up empty, so did a search of the records at Vital Statistics, it was like she did not exist. Gorman even tried Ancestry, but found nothing, they knew better than check DNA, that would certainly bring the attention of the feds. Nobody had seen her since the incident at the warehouse and all feared the worst. Hall would have as well, but threats were still coming from the undercovers who monitored the gangs, this made Hall believe she was still out there somewhere. Maybe way out there, as Hall said she might have just went home. The thing was, none of the group had any idea what they would do if they did find her.

The next four weeks were filled with the usual police work, along with their search for the red headed woman. All kept an eye for anything that looked like they were being watch, either by the government or the Russians, or both. Hall kept the administration at bay by filing typical reports of an ongoing investigation, leaving out the alien stuff. He also kept an eye out for any federal request, or anything that was out of the ordinary. He did notice that the tsunami of tips from the neighborhood about the woman had just about dried up, and not because they were exhausted, but the people there knew the Russian were looking for her and not to talk to the police. Ivan Zhernakov, the most vicious of the gang leaders, was the one who wanted the woman, and wanted her badly. His nephew was amongst those killed in the warehouse, and he was demanding vengeance. He was telling his people he wanted to place her head on a silver platter in his house, for display, so all would know never to mess with him. He had no fear of any prosecution from the law, his people were extremely loyal, a loyalty bought with fear, and nobody would testify against him. Plus, he had many people in the court and justice system on his parole, all would quash any indictments against him. Even those in all the other gangs in city feared this man, who was rumored to be a personal friend of Putin. He bragged to all that he was above all laws, and nobody, and he meant nobody, would dare move against him. Nothing angered him more than the woman’s boast over the phone that “light work with boys was is fun, but gets boring. Tell you what, just try to find me.” Her challenge for him to find her had struck deep into the man’s soul. He was obsessed with finding and killing this woman. Killing her slowly and painfully, he vowed he make her beg and be sorry she ever challenged him. Her an anyone who dared to help her.

Hall knew this man was not just making an idle threat, he meant every word, and he and his group acted accordingly. They took all precautions when canvasing for information on this woman, always with backup and always keeping dispatch aware of their location. Gorman used her friends in the gang division to also do searches under the radar, and keep track of the movements of Zhernakov’s people. The routinely check the apartment house the woman lived in, and did a search of her apartment, but found nothing, and the manger of the apartment house was becoming more and more uncooperative. He said it was because he wanted to rent the place out, but he was not making any moves for that, Hall knew exactly what was going on. He was keeping the place open so Zhernakov could move in if she showed up. But the never mentioned this to the manger, they just said the DA was not clearing the place in hopes she woman showed up, which was true and routine in many missing persons cases. It would take 90 days to clear the place, and they were getting close to that.

What they did find out was the woman, Gabriel, was a rather secretive person who was very much interested in the social structure of the neighborhood. They found some preliminary notes she had made in the first search of the apartment, and Hall said they remined him of the kind of notes his son made in his research papers on different cultures across the world. In fact, Hall took them to his son, saying he was looking into a missing persons case and need some information on the subject, and his son confirmed that these were the types of questions and observations he would make. He told his son the woman’s name and asked if he had ever heard of her, he said no. She also seemed to spend a lot of time at night on the roof of the apartment house, nobody knew why, so Hall and Gorman conducted a search of the place, and found only the Russians had beaten them to it. They had conducted a not so orderly search, and Hall and Gorman took almost three hours to first clean up their mess and re-search the roof. What they found was in one corner, looking east, there were holes drilled into the top of the wall that surrounded the roof. It was as if someone had attached some kind of device or platform there, but they found nothing that even closely matched the holes. The Russians did not either, this was confirmed by some of the undercover people who said Zhernakov was particularly upset that his people had found nothing on the roof. But the woman had been sited in various locations around the city, and both Hall and the Russians were following every sighting up, with Hall usually beating them to the place. It really did not do him much good, as the people knew who else was looking for her and reserved most information for the Russians.

One day as Hall and Gorman were walking near an alley, a large limo pulled up and two men directed them to come over. Inside sat a large nasty looking man surrounded by food and an even more threating looking person.

“You two are looking for someone, so am I,” Zhernakov snorted, “you would be best to just turn over whatever you find. I am not a person of patience, so do not think this is a negotiation. You can file your stuff, but first call me, if not, well, the consequences will not be good.”

The second man then growled, ” You have been told, so move on. This meeting did not happen, but you will do as you are told.”

At that the limo’s door closed and the car roared off, Hall turned to Gorman and said, “Guess we got our marching orders. This is serious, tell the group to just file reports of no progress until l say otherwise. We will keep our reports in the office safe, if they are asked, just say no progress”

“You don’t need to say that twice, I think I saw someone else following us yesterday, not the Russians, but someone else,” Gorman replied.

Hall agreed and within a few days it was confirmed, the government, mostly M-12, was also tailing them. The group filed the weekly reports, all they said was no progress, some leads came in, but nothing came of them. They also only spoke about the case in person, to many ears were now listening. When the administration informed them that the ninety days was almost up and at the end they were to transfer all to the cold case files, the group just acted as if it was just routine thing. But they knew, they would file the false reports and keep digging for real. Hall called a couple of his very reliable undercover people and they secretly began surveying the apartment building 24/7, and the group kept processing all tips, but filing no progress. One might think they were frustrated, but Hall and Gorman were not, something told them the case was coming to a head and would play out soon. They were right.

About a week later they got a tip from one of the undercover people, the woman had returned to the apartment, and she was followed. Hall and Gorman rushed to the place, telling the dispatcher they would need SWAT backup. The were only five minutes from the apartment when they got the call, but both feared they already may have been too late. Pulling up to the front of the building the two rushed in and confronted the manager.

“I got word that our suspect has returned, “Hall gruffly said, ” so can you, or will you confirm?”

The manger had a look of both fear and annoyance, he retorted, “I have no idea…”

Suddenly from the third floor came a burst of gunfire and men screaming. The manger ran into his apartment as the two cops rushed up the stairs to the third floor. Gorman was yelling into her radio that they need backup now and were confronting an active shooting. The took a moment at the door leading into the hall, but the shooting and voices were silent. As they slowly opened the door, bodies were strewn across the hall, bullet holes and blood were splattered from the ceiling not the floor. Standing in the middle of the carnage was the red headed woman, resplendent in a purple uniform and holding her weapon she had used in the first attack. She looked over her shoulder at the two and advanced towards them slowly. Both Hall and Gorman lowered their weapons, not knowing if she would attack or not.

“So you two came to save me?” the woman, with a sarcastic tone asked.

Gorman smiled and responded, “Looks more as if we should be hoping you are here to save us.

The woman laughed and replied, “Cool, my name is Gabriel Feliciano, Lieutenant in the Imperial Allyonian Guard. My mission here is complete, these fools tried to interrupt my leaving. They were sent by some guy named Ivan Zhernakov, who vowed to put my head on a silver platter, now he and family’s heads occupy a silver platter in his house. There are ten rules in space, the first six are do not piss off the Allyonians, the other four refer to the first six. he violated them all.”

Hall and Gorman introduced them selves and said they had wanted to meet her, as they had always wanted to meet an Allyonian. They spoke for a few minutes and then heard sirens blasting as cars screeched to a halt in front to the building. Feliciano smiled and tuned and walked out of the hall, saying there would be some one who would give them an explanation. Within minutes the hall was crawling with cops and federal agents. A very official looking man in a suit came up to the two who introduced himself as agent Charles Scully, and he was from the FBI. He said they would just tell all this was the result of a gang war, they had come from the house of Ivan Zhernakov, and he was killed, seems there had been a power struggle and he lost. Both Hall and Gorman agreed and walked out of the building.

“Scully is not FBI, he is M-12, and I guess we just got the official line,” Hall whispered as they walked down the sidewalk.

“Agreed,” Gorman replied, “well at least we checked off the alien box on the bucket list.”

Hall laughed and responded, “so what is next.”

“Well there are vampires,” Gorman interjected.

Hall smiled and responded, “I am tired of night work.”

Gorman laughed and offered, “Well there is werewolves.”

“Were wolves are really smelly, no to them,” Hall responded with a smile.

“Well, sorcerers are out, way too powerful, maybe witches and wizards,” Gorman suggested.

Hall stopped and looked at Gorman with a big smile, “Well, then we would be investigating ourselves.”

The pair laughed at that one, Gorman added, “Yeah, besides you wizards are not open to questions.”

Hall snickered and added, “Like you witches are, well we can just wait on the dispatcher, and like Gomer Pyle would say, ‘Surprise, surprise, surprise.”

“Who?” Gorman asked.

Hall sighed, and muttered that it was an old TV show, a classic, spin off of Andy Griffith, Gorman did not know that one either. Sometimes Hall just felt old.

Mary Hastings is Missing Wednesday, Oct 5 2022 

Suppose you were an idiot, and suppose you were a member of Congress; but I repeat myself.

Mark Twain

Many of the things that seem impossible now will become realities tomorrow.

Walt Disney

Always make room for the unexpected in yourself.

Steve Martin

Mary Hastings was a computer whiz who looked like a model, it was like she was the lead in one of those old shy nerd girl makes good movies that seem so common. Nothing about her was a stereotype of either, she was blonde and smart, something she always made a joke of. Graduating college with a degree in computer science she quickly got a job in the computer and gaming industry, maybe because she was the best, maybe because she was so good looking. She did not care, the salary was great and the benefits were good, she was living the good life. She did meet two people in college that she became good friends with, they were not students, but two anthropologist making a long term study on people in an urban setting. She met them in the library and first talked to the woman, Kelly Marie DePasqua, who said she got her degree from USC, and later to her friend John Gerard, who said his degrees were from Pitt and Ohio State. Kelly was very flirtatious and John was very reserved, Mary seemed to fit right in with them. There was one thing Mary did find very strange about Kelly, dogs seemed to very attracted to her, and would act very curious around her. It was funny, a dog would approach her, sniff around her and then do that head cocking thing dogs do when they are questioning something.

Across town, two other people who soon would be in Mary’s life were working on their trade. George Pinto and Charles “Big Chuck” Pyle were gathering their work tools for another of they called called recruiting jobs. They were part of a large sex trafficking ring that operated in the city. Under control of a cartel based in Russia, they were the most productive of all the groups. While most used seduction, these two were abductors, who used a large white van to kidnap women in parking lots near the outskirts of the city. Pinto was the leader, he had a group of six pairs of men who would kidnap women and deliver them to a large warehouse about ten miles outside of town. There the gang would strip, beat, and drug women into submission and afterwards rent them out to those who wished their services. Some were even sold to clients all over the world. Pinto was an up and coming member of a nation wide gang and Pyle was his main enforcer, they did jobs themselves because they enjoyed the hunt and capture of women. To them it was a game, finding a target and getting it isolated and capturing it was the one thing that excited both men.

Mary found herself very close to both John and Kelly, but she did not believe she know everything about the pair. There was something about the two that made Mary feel they were keeping a secret from her, something in their past. Mary believed they were using the anthropologist job as a cover, she believed they were either a couple of spies or had a dark past they were hiding. Either way, Mary found the idea exciting, something that gave her life a little bit of excitement. The pair at times would disappear for a couple of weeks and many times had mysterious calls that they would have to excuse themselves from all company to take. Mary imagined they might be being contacted by some high official in Washington, or a foreign capital, (Mary suspected Britain) with information or orders about some job they were doing. Mary once saw the computer Kelly used at times, it looked so cool and so much more advanced than anything Mary had ever seen. She wanted to examine it more, but Kelly would not let her. Mary shrugged that off and believed she might just have to wait, gain her trust a little more, then ask again. Kelly did, after reading about some abductions in the city, give Mary a really cool calling device. It looked like a bracelet, but Kelly said she could use it contact her in an emergency. That emergency would not be long in coming.

Mary had known Kelly and John, between college and working life, for about seven years and had become close friends of both. This despite Mary’s feelings that the two were hiding something from her, she basically used an old adage her mother had often said about friends. Sometimes one just accepted them as they were, knowing shortcomings and many other things that could ruin a relationship, you just stayed friends. Some were what one called wandering souls, those who were always moving on to some new thing and place. One might not even hear from them for years, but suddenly they just showed up, in person or social media and acted as if nothing had happened. Not reliable or constant, but one just understood that is the way they were, and accepted it. Some you held at arms length, for many reasons, and others, like Kelly and John, you just never knew things about them, but you did know they were friends. The pairs great research paper never seemed to be near an end, but Mary just ignored that and enjoyed the friendship they had built. The pair never discussed the paper or their research, just said they were looking at habits and traditions of urban areas. John she surmised was autistic, very smart and very OCD, and not at all affectionate. When some asked her if she had a romantic relationship with him, she would counter that she did not believe anyone could have such a thing with him. As for Kelly, she was very open to any relationship with anyone at any time. Mary often felt that Kelly might be interested in her, but, like with John, there was always a barrier set up, and Mary was never allowed to get too close. These were things that did bother many of Mary’s other friends, but Mary never gave the many thought. She really loved these two and loved being friends with them. She just accepted the boundaries, barriers and things that came with the friendship, and never questioned them. She adored the bracelet Kelly gave her and never took it off, and it never seemed to get dirty or lose any shine. It looked heavy, but was very light, and Mary never could figure out just what it was made of, nor did she really care.

It was a Tuesday, Mary had been working at an office complex near the western boundary of the city. She was fixing some computers for a couple of offices there and installing some games for an arcade that was looking to open in the near future. She did not go to an office or complex for her job, she worked from home, as did close to 80% of the business’ employees. She designed games and fixed computers, and did installations, and did a zoom meeting every second Wednesday of the month. This was not from COVID, the company had worked this way for almost ten years, and its owner, an old Silicon Valley veteran, loved the savings he got from not paying taxes on a building or office space. He had people all over the world, and loved that fact. To be honest, Mary had only met about three of her fellow workers in person, and never the owner. She had been working this job for about three weeks, and was basically unnoticed by the majority of people going in and out of the offices and stores. But she had drawn the interest of two, who usually sat in their white van near the road, George Pinto and Big Chuck, had noticed her right away and had stalked her for almost two weeks. George said she looked to be a perfect subject for their business. She lived alone, did not have a boyfriend or husband, and seemed to have few friends. Had they did some more research, they would have found she had many friends, but they did not care about those details. Living alone would give them twelve to twenty four hours before she was missed, enough time to get her to the warehouse and out of sight.

They did not see her as a person, but the subject of their hunt. It was how they operated. First they located women who fit what they wanted and then, like a big game hunter, stalked and tracked them until they found the perfect time and place for capture. George often said they were hunting the ultimate prey, the great alpha of the planet. He got a deep emotional satification at doing this, he had a deep hatred of women, just as his father and grandfather pocessed. It came from their belief that a woman’s place was in the home pleasing their husband, raising the family, and not in the working place, or in any position of authority.

He remembered how his grandfather would rant, “The world went to hell during the war, when Roosevelt put women in the factories and out of the home. Never should have done that, should have kept them in the home where they belonged. Gave them ideas, and later, well, it all just blew up. First the colored, then the women, it all blew up.”

George’s father would continue how this led to the total depravity of the sixties, which he blamed on Kennedy, and how this was undermining not just civilization, but the survival of the human, and he meant white, race. Neither man really made any sense, and the conspiracy theories they espoused often contradicted each other, but to George, it made perfect sense. Any woman who dared to not follow the mythical traditional role he saw as for women, were nothing more than prostitutes, a Jezebel, who could be used for the pleasurer of any man. Thus he got into sex trafficking, to eliminate those who were not worthy. Least that is how he saw it, to many he was a dangerous man with a hire trigger temper, not very bright, but never to be messed with. He had been a hit man with the gang, an enforcer and had become a very successful trafficker, as he had little regard for basically almost no form of life. He was rumored to have killed close to sixty people, including his wife, who once questioned a decision he made and his son, when that young man came out as gay. Gays were another group the man despised, actually there were very few groups of people he did not despise. Extremely violent, almost always angry, he was a volcano on the verge of an eruption, but he proved valuable to the gang so they kept him around. It was rumored that the committee that ran the gang had an open hit order on him, for the time he would prove too dangerous to allow to live.

George kept track of Mary like a deer hunter on a hunt, stalking her moves before and after her job in the offices. He knew she got to the offices around eight in the morning, too late for capture, too many people arriving at the place. But she did stay until six in the evening, mainly to finish the games in the new video store, few were there then and night was moving in as the sun was setting about thirty minutes earlier. The plan was simple, around five Big Chuck would slip up to her car and put a piece of cloth on her door handle, they knew she would pull it off, and thus be distracted for just a minute. Enough time for George to pull the van up and Big Chuck pull her in, they would leave before anyone had time to notice. She would be disoriented for enough time for Big Chuck to get her bound and secured in the body bag they had in the back of the van. George kept his gun close just in case anyone interfered. It would be a ten minute ride back to the warehouse where the “orientation,” as George called it, would begin.

Mary was completely unaware of this as she walked back to her car after finishing the installations for the day. She saw the cloth on the handle and took a quick look around and used her pliers to pull it off, she herd stories of fentanyl being soaked into things in this neighborhood. George started toward the car as she tossed the cloth aside, as he moved Big Chuck got the door ready. The van pulled up just as Mary was opening the door and Big Chuck grabbed her and pulled into the van. Her first reaction was to lash out with her pliers, striking Big Chuck in the shoulder, but they were in her left hand and the blow had little affect, except to anger the man. He snarled as he slapped her and wrapped the rope around her arms and legs, binding her like a calf at a rodeo. She tried to scream, but he wrapped duct tape around her head covering her mouth and shoved her into the body bag, zipping it up and tossing her against the back door. The men picked up four more women in similar fashion before heading to the warehouse around seven that night.

For Mary time passed slowly, and it felt as if she had been in that bag for ten or twelve hours when they got to the warehouse. There the crew opened each bag and pulled the women out, placing them on the floor, there five women, began untying them and stripping them, all under guard of six men with AR-15s. George walked around with a whip in his hand, any kid of resistance or words from any of the women resulted in a quick and sever beating. They were lined up against the wall, and George screamed at them that from this point on they were to be silent, and do exactly as he said, he emphasized that no trouble would be tolerated. There were about fifteen women lined up naked along the wall, one tried to run, she was immediately shot down. A couple of the women began to cry, they were whipped by the five women now walking up and down the line.

“There will be no talking, or noise from any of you, your old life is over, you are now my property, and I will do with you as I please,” George smugly and with a threating voice yelled,” you will do exactly as you are told, or you will end up like the bitch that ran.”

Mary stood there in silence, she only had her bracelet on, none of the people considered it of any value, and she looked at her captors, the men were smirking and making comments on the bodies of the women. The five women was also making suggestive advances towards them, two of them ran their hands down Mary’s back to her butt, it was a living hell. The women were moved to another part of the warehouse, one with cages under a shelf in an adjacent room. Each woman was placed in a cage, there was a wooden barrier between each cage preventing any communication between the women. They could not stand up in the cage and spent the night and the next day on their hands and knees. That night the “orientation” moved not high gear, the women were pulled from their cages two at a time, then raped first by a man, then two men, then a woman and then two women. This went on for five days, with very little time to sleep or eat, by the end the captured women were totally disoriented and had basically given up. They were then given clothes and the next step began, each was brought to a small room, there was a young boy, in his teens, who they were instructed to have sex with and they better be enthusiastic and good. Each performed this task with different boys and then men for six more days, each doing it five times a day. At the end, three of the women were deemed not doing it good enough, they were whipped in front of the other eleven. They then were escorted outside were a large tree shredder stood next to a dumpster, the three beaten women were forced into the shredder and in only ten minutes, their bodies were reduced to a bloody mass in the dumpster. George announced to them that they had no second chances, either do it right, or this is your fate.

After six months the eleven had been reduced to six, as five were sold in an auction to what seemed to be Russian, or eastern European, buyers. The six remining were rented out, the term George used, to clients in the area, Mary was glad she was not going to some foreign country, they were all sent to different offices, as George called them, he feared any familiarity among his women would led to a conspiracy. Mary got to stay at the warehouse, that came about when one day had computer problems and she volunteered to fix them. After a discussion George agreed to let her try, and she successfully fixed the problem, it was really simple, but Mary let on it was a complicated problem. That impressed the computer guy. a fat, creepy man who had to be related to someone as his skills on the computer were rather limited. She secretly called him butter ball.

“You do good work, bitch, but don’t think it will get you on my good side, I do not have one,” George growled at her one day.

Mary’s only answer was to say, “yes sir,” the only answer he wanted out of her. She did find a bug in the security system, and soon was doing a lot of computer work for the George’s operation. She set up firewalls so Big Chuck could watch his porn and kept the computers up to date and running well, and at no cost. That was the only thing she did that George was satisfied with, he was saving money, by exploiting her, and a weekly sex session, which he felt was his right. She also worked with the computer guy, a slimy little man who a few times demanded sex from her, until George told him that she was his property and unless he could pay ten thousand dollars, he was to leave her alone. She now knew her value, although, George did have Mary wear a very skimpy bikini when working with the man, as he found it funny, she found it totally humiliatingly, which George liked as well. She also had to give it up to Susi, the person who headed the group of women that worked in the warehouse, Susi loved to rip off any clothes Mary wore to her little apartment and spend the night pretend that she was being forced to have sex with the woman.

She had been doing this for almost a year and a half when one night she suddenly saw Kelly sitting in her cage. Kelly told her to make not show any even small look that she was there. She told Mary this was her hologram, coming from her bracelet and the others could not see or hear her. She told Mary she found her by accessing the locator on her bracelet hand was going to help her.

“Look, I know you want to get back at these people, we can do that, you have been able to access their private records, just hold the bracelet near the computer and I can download them, all of them” Kelly whispered in Mary’s mind, ” John is working on an escape plan, lay low, keep cooperating, he will find a way. If things start to go sideways, we will intervene, but it is better to wait now. Also, there is a lot of stuff about us you don’t know, but you will soon.”

From that point on, Kelly came to her every night, that helped Mary a lot, and she was downloading a lot of stuff, and none of the staff or George had any idea that they were being hacked on a massive scale. The easiest time was when she worked with the computer guy, she would lean over and stay close to him and allow him to touch her, he was so distracted that he never noticed she was accessing all the files on George’s organization. She also got into the warehouse security, and got the personnel files of all of George’s employees, as well as videos of many of George’s clients. She even gained access to George’s personal files, and discovered what a perverted and conspiracy filled mind that George pocessed. She also began to be sent out on missions, she carried things to clients in her vagina, and then serviced them, as well as servicing some of George’s best and most influential clients. Susi said if she proved tough enough, she might even be moved to the women under her, those who greeted the captives of George’s hunts. Mary knew this was a lie, but went along, that way nobody even had a hint of suspicion she was planning an escape.

About four months later her chance came, she was being sent to service a very important client who lived at the end of St. Cloud Road. The road was long and winding leading to the gates of an enclave of very wealthy people. There was no name given, there never was, but the road was surrounded by woods and was several miles outside of the city. Big Chuck was to drive her out by eight PM and pick her up around two in the morning. Kelly contacted Mary to confirm, and remined her of what John had said about what to do. It was simple, smash Big Chuck’s face into the steering reel, then quickly unlock the door and kick him out of the car. Using the moves John taught her, she would use the move just after St. Cloud Road passed a fork splitting into St Cloud and Puma Road, which lead to the highway. She was to take Puma for six miles and ditch the car in the woods and Kelly would meet her there, right next to a sign pointing to the highway. John emphasized that Mary was not to question anything till Kelly got her back to their house. Mary understood, this was her chance, she would either succeed, or die trying.

As Big Chuck drove along, he gave Mary the usual directions and threats, forget anything from the night and do as you are told. Neither spoke as he drove on, they never did, this was just business and they were not friends. As the passed the fork, Mary swung into action, she had laid her arm on top of the seat, and quickly grabbed Big Chuck on the back of his head and slammed him into the steering wheel while unlocking and opening the door, quickly as he recovered she swung around with her back of the door and delivered a kick to right into the side of the man sending him sprawling onto the road. Just as John had shown her, she jumped into the drivers side and spun the car around, she ran over Big Chuck’s legs, intentionally, as he screamed she would not get away. She made a sharp turn onto Puma and drove exactly six miles, she slammed the car into the sign marking the way to the interstate. She jumped out pf the car and began to look for Kelly, and she feared that she might not show.

“Mary, over here,” a voice came from the woods, “quickly, they are on the way.”

Mary turned and saw Kelly, but she was different, standing their in the moonlight she was wearing a blue uniform and Mary could see she had a tail. As she got closer, she noticed her ears, they had a round point to them, much like a German Shepard. Kelly motioned her to a small object, it looked like some kind of star Wars shuttle craft. The pair jumped in and Kelly closed the doors of the craft, in the distance Mary heard an ambulance and the sound of other vehicles, heading this way. Kelly looked at her and said, they had nothing to worry about, big Chuck called his emergency number and both her and the car have a tracker on them. Kelly said, they would find the car, but not them, as the craft took off moving straight up and then flashing away. Mary saw the three cars heading to where they had been, and within a few minutes they were soon at John and Kelly’s house. As they entered the house she saw John, standing there in a purple uniform, and he had pointed ears just like old Mr. Spock on the Star Trek series. Kelly explained that they were anthropologist, but not from this planet, John was an Allyonian, from one of the twelve cat planets, and she was from Canus, one of the twelve dog planets. Then John asked just what Mary wanted to do now.

“Its crazy, but I want to go to the police, and just try to take these people down,” Mary said, “I know they have a lot of people paid off, and it would be dangerous, but I have to try.”

John and Kelly agreed, they showed Mary the files she had sent them, and printed them out so she could give them to the authorities, along with flash drives with the videos on them. Kelly then interjected that they will also release them to the internet. She went on to say that the computer will put them on at least 100 platforms, and she would make sure that every one that was taken down, ten would replace them. Kelly said she would make it look as if the computer guy was behind the leak and Mary was only the carrier. It would look like Mary was paid by this man to expose the operation in an attempt to enrich himself. Mary asked how could she do that, and Kelly responded that basically her computer was about three hundred years ahead of anything on this planet. The next morning Mary went to the state attorney’s office and kicked off six months of sensational news and many death threats.

When confronted with the charges and the internet pictures and George when into total defense mode. First he drug the computer guy out to the shredder and in front of the staff had him, screaming he was innocent of everything and pleading for his life, shoved into the shredded feet first and forced all to watch as it took fifteen minutes to grind this man up. He then looked at the staff and told them they were to all turn themselves in, plead guilty, and place all blame on Big Chuck and Susi, and all compiled, knowing the consequences of any deviation from the script. Big Chuck was in the hospital, he was paralyzed from his injuries and was totally desponded over his condition. George had a doctor in the hospital on his payroll, so it was easy to have Big George killed and made to look as if the man had just given up on life. Susi was different, she was in jail and bristling over being made the fall guy. George had the solution, an easy one, the jail cameras would misfunction and a couple of his people would just slip into her cell and arrange a suicide. There even was a note, where Susi admitted to being the mastermind of the whole thing. George did swear he would have Mary killed, and have her skull made into a lamp for his desk.

With both Big Chuck and Susi dead, there would be no trial, George had paid off several officials and enough threats had been made to have the investigation basically quashed. But, three of George’s top politicians were forced from office and a few others were so compromised they had to slip out of public view. The cancel culture took many victims, most of them deserving, over the next four months. This only fueled George’s anger at Mary, he became obsessed with killing her. The organization allowed him to put a hit out on her, just to keep him quiet. Mary was staying at John and Kelly’s and on night as they were telling Mary of their homes, John suddenly stopped.

“They are coming, five of them,” John ominously said, “we need to move.”

“Jacquez has the craft just two hundred feet from here, we can make it but have to leave now,” Kelly responded.

“But it pitch black out there,” Mary interjected.

“Don’t worry, John can see in the dark, let’s move,” Kelly shot back.

The trio quickly left the house, John led them right out and through the woods that surrounded their condo. Kelly and Mary kept close to John as they moved through the trees and brush, and soon heard the men behind them. There were five men moving up, all wearing night vison glasses, four was armed with an Ar-15 and the fifth, who seemed to be in charge, carried a large handgun. Mary was not sure they could get away, but Kelly and John soon stopped in front of a dark grove of trees. John knocked on what seemed to be a black tin wall and it opened. The trio walked through and gazed upon what looked like the classic alien of TV, the greys.

“Oh, Mary meet Jacques Sleeve, he is from one of the dolphin planets, he a little cranky, just like all of his kind, they only have sex twice a year, makes them that way,” Kelly beamed in laughing.

Jacques looked a little annoyed and shot back, “Or we have to deal with Canines, and their overly annoying behavior.”

They both laughed and Mary was soon very comfortable with another alien. Kelly told Mary they were now in the safest place in the universe, this craft was invincible. They heard the men outside of the craft moving around and the one kept whispering they could not return without Mary. John kept listening to them and soon he face grew angry, he then left and retuned in his uniform and carrying a long weapon. The back of the weapons was a long pointed end with a flat blade on the head. John adjusted belt and pulled a pair of glasses down from his head, he then told the group to stand back, he was going to take care of these guys. The door opened and John exited the craft and moved into the shadows.

Jacques nudged Kelly and chuckled, “So they violated one of the great laws of the universe.”

Kelly laughed back and agreed. Mary then asked, “What law?”

“Well there are ten, the first six are, don’t piss off the Allyonians,” Kelly responded.

“So what are the other four?” Mary asked.

Jacques laughed and responded, “they all refer to the first six. Watch and see why.”

Jacques turned on a screen near the door of the craft, there they watched John move into the shadows along the path to the craft. The group of men moved along the sides of the path, which was about seven feet wide, with tow ahead of the leader and two behind, the leader walked in the middle of the path and the four others along the sides. Their figures were barely visible in the darkness, and John was totally invisible as he slid next to a tree near the open area in front of the craft. The craft itself looked like part of an abandoned building, and the leader of the men was looking at a GPS device he held in one hand and his gun in the other. Kelly told Mary the craft was using a shield to camouflage itself and John used his shield to render his figure invisible to the men’s night vison glasses. As they approached, John used his communication device to direct Jacques to project a hologram of Kelly and Mary near some bushes at the opposite side of the clearing. Jacques did as directed and first placed the hologram behind the bushes and then made it appear as if the pair was trying to move out. The leader of the group hollered to the two in front to go get them, but bring Mary back alive, he did not care what happened to the other. The two front men moved out on a dead run, while the back men took positions protecting the leader. As the two front men got close to the tree where John was, he jumped out, and with the pointed end of his weapon he caught the first man right under his rib cage. He quickly lifted him up and tossed him aside, and before the second man could react, he used the flat blade of the weapon to cut his head off. John then stood in the middle of the path, as Kelly whispered to Mary that now you will see why one did not piss off the Allyonians, the men around the leader opened up, their bullets bounced off the force shield surrounding John’s body falling harmlessly to the ground. From John’s shoulder two blasts of light shot out killing both of the guards. The leader ran and ducked under a bush about twenty yards behind the scene. He dropped to the ground and was trying to use his communication device to call for help, when he noticed an four orange dots forming a circle moving slowly up his arm to his head, resting in the middle of his forehead.

“Hello there,” John said before a blast of light emitted from his should and shot through the skull of the man. John then drug all five men to the middle of the clearing. He first placed five metal sticks in a semi-circle, which he placed the heads of the five men. He arranged their bodies in a semi-circle opposite of the heads. In the middle he placed their privates in a pile. He then placed a metal sheet behind the heads, and on the sheet he made something like an old heraldry sign along with a sign which resembled the old English script letter G. He then stood in front of his display and raised both of his hands to the sky, and then with the sound of a cougar’s scream, yelled “Yetta Ayllon.”

Mary asked what just happened and Kelly explained that this was for John the traditional way his people left a warning not to mess with his group again. It is why nobody messes with the Allyoninas, and Jacques went on to say they had a military cult type society and were basically the strongest force in the galaxy. He continued by saying all were thankful the Allyonian’s honor code, which he explained they followed without exception, forbid them from conquering all others. He said they all lived under a great federation that while it was called the Allyonian Empire, in actually was a great democracy where each race of creatures ruled themselves. It began to rain as John re-entered the craft and went to the main room to sit down and rest a spell.

As he sat there Mary joined him, and asked what it was he was staring out at. John smiled and said it was the rain, he loved storms. He went on:

“It reminds me of my home on Ayllon Prima, the center of our system of planets. In our ancient language Prima means mother, Allyon means our, My family came from the middle of the western coast of the one continent on my planet, we lived in the Vequis Range, the great mountain system that borders the Barthcom, or the Great Sea. We have a great alter on Mount Sethmon, the highest mountain of the range and the one that looks over the sea. It was our belief the spirit of the storm, Skytar, the servant of Asyeh, brought the great storms of the sea against the mountain. We would stand naked and salute the rain and winds as it rushed across the ocean and slammed into the great granite mountains. It was our celebration of the storm, the Cestrum. Prima means mother, the planet is the mother of all of us, we come from it and return to it. Asyeh is our father, the Great Spirit who allowed us to stand up and be able to see a bit of eternity. We decided at the time of the discovery of interstellar flight and the great war with the Lizard people, that we would all call ourselves Allyonians, and live under the Prima emperor, today he is Michael X. Each planet has its own name, We are Allyon Prima, the others are Allyon Dogdu, who call the great spirit Desyeh, Allyon Severus, who call the spirit Seyeh. Next is Allyon Coresas, calling the spirit Coryeh, Allyon Batu, Betyeh, Allyon Evon, Esyeh, Allyon Frecon, Freyeh, Allyon Ichtu, Ichyeh, Allyon Tesu, Tayeh, Allyon Xylon, Xyeh, Allyon Vusis, Vayeh, and finally Allyon Zicon, Zethyeh. We made ourselves one people, the canine or dolphins did not do that, they did what worked for them, they formed federations for interstellar space things and each planet rules itself. They are our allies, and we respect all of their cultures, we cannot do otherwise, our honor code given to us by the Great Spirit forbids us to impose ourselves on another creature.”

Mary listened and noted how each name for the Great spirit ended with the letters “yeh,” and then asked, “So the spirits name, they all mean father?”

John looked at her and smiled, “No, the are the basic word of a language, the mean I Am. The I Am Who I Am, is our father, the planet is our mother. It is our way.”

Mary took that in and then asked, “Does Kelly have a thing for me, I get a vibe that she does.”

John laughed and explained, “Most likely, but remember something about the dog people, or canines as some call them, first they are a matriarchy, it a world were the female is the dominate sex. It works very well for them, and they live in single sex packs of usually ten to fifteen. These packs form soon after the person turns ten, you see after the child is weaned the father raises the child until ten, then they join a pack, the male packs are usually made of males of the same family group, but the females usually are the diverse one, with members of many families joining to make their packs. They are bisexual, with very few of them, basically none of them, ever have exclusively single sex attachments. And always remember, there are many words in this galaxy for promiscuous behavior, the dog people have twenty, eighteen of them are complimentary. In fact they do not have a word for monogamy.”

Mary laughed and then realized John was not kidding. Jacques backed this up, the dog people, or canines, are the freest sexually in the galaxy. She looked upon Kelly in a much different way, and was much more open to any moves by here. This was a very interesting society in the galaxy, one she was very willing to join. Especially since they were beginning to end the practice of keeping sapiens as pets and in zoos, as it looked as if the sapiens may soon achieve interstellar flight and join the great federation.

Meanwhile back at the scene of the killings the authorities had arrived, alerted by George who was wondering why his people had not reported in. The local sheriff had examined to scene and called into the FBI, as the description of the scene went through official channels, a group of Navy investigators, the NCIS, came to the scene. The lead man told the sheriff and the local authorities that they were right to call it in, this was not just some random thing, he said, but a part of an international cartel ring. He went on to say that a rumored war between factions was going on and they would process all and insure that this war would not come to their arena. The locals agreed and were soon gone. The lead man called a number in Washington and told them to tell George that he might be having a problem with a certain Mexican gang, and he better watch out, because they were ruthless. George bought that, and while his anger was still simmering, he knew better than to push into any thing above him, he sent the message from the scene along to his superiors who noted it and told George to do nothing, which he did. The NCIS cleaned the scene up and noted everything and moved on.

As they were leaving the lead man turned to one of his associates and said, “Looks like our friends got pissed off at someone, hope these guys get the message.”

The associate just smiled and replied, “the better, our friends are not a force to be messed with, by anyone.”

For the next three years George thought of Mary, how she must be hiding out in some Podunk backwoods place, living in fear of discovery. He spent a large amount of money in bribes trying to find out which witness protection program she been placed in, and was surprised that she had refused such a thing and then went missing. George was focused on finding the woman and was glad she turned down witness protection, now he could exact revenge without any official complications. It was an obsession, one that many wished he would drop, but no one was brave enough, or foolish enough, to suggest that to the volatile man. While he churned in his obsessive search, Mary moved on, soon attaching her self to John’s new position as a wing commander on a star ship. She used her computer skills to become an AI person and very much enjoyed life on this star ship, which was about 30 light years from Earth. she had even had a brief affair with Kelly, but both had moved on and Mary was at present seeing a guy who came from another sapien planet, and also pocessed computer skills.

On Earth, Mary’s friends just knew she was missing, and many assumed she had been killed by the sex traffickers. They held a yearly vigil for her on the day she went missing and many were haunted by thoughts of what they might have done to have prevented this event. Then one day, across social media came a picture, it was Mary, holing a champagne glass and looked to be celebrating. Standing against a black sky, dotted with stars, and wearing a green suit dress that looked like a uniform. She stood alone in the picture and was smiling a looking really great, a couple of other pictures appeared, all with her alone, but obviously at a party. The party was celebrating her recent promotion to lieutenant in the AAF, the Allied Alien Force, the group the sapiens were assigned to in the Federation. She had a lot of other pictures, but only placed the ones were she was alone on the social media pages of the the Earth. It was Mary’s way of informing her old home she was coming for a visit, she had cleared it with her superiors and John. They were not only supportive, but excited to see her making a return to her old home. She understood that she was not to discuss her new home, but just tell people that she was in a different country.

George saw the picture and exploded to the people in his office, “Look at this, her this bitch is just openly parting around while I got people rotting in jail. She cost me a lot of money, she violated out code of silence, she should be living in fear, not living the high life. Find this bitch, bring me her head.”

Mary managed to visit her friends, all were very happy, under the protection of John and Kelly. George suspected that some in the government knew exactly who was hiding Mary and he went to them, demanding answers and throwing his connections and money in there faces. The only answer he got, was that there were things he just had to accept, and if he continued to search for those protecting Mary, he would find them. George said when he did they would regret that, but they countered and told him, no, he would. Mary soon returned to the starship and went on with her life. George did meet up with John a few months later, George regretted that. His body was found in a vacant lot, since nobody claimed it it was soon sent to a funeral home, who for the seven hundred dollar fee, cremated him and after a month committed his ashes to the sea, along with many other unclaimed bodies, with a small service. It was almost if he had never existed.