Authors: Jr H. Lee Morgan
“
Not precisely. You still
had awareness when your body moved on its own. She remembers
nothing when it takes over. Not till competition is removed will it
retract so her personality reasserts itself as the dominant force
over the body. She has no memory of the event so powerful is the
instinct against other females who near their Match. During
Solarian evolution it was a means for pairs to leave and not fear
separation. Since females tend to be normally aggressive, when
pregnant that is blocked off in their minds to preserve positive
hormones during pregnancy, but when threatened the sealed part is
basically released all at once and is too much to handle. Think of
it like a sprint over long distance. She keeps the anger at bay
normally, but bursts the hormones of anger and stress to limit the
exposure to the fetus.”
Informed Callier as
calm and collected as ever.
“It is a
remarkable and unique survival evolutionary instinct to keep their
mate as close as possible during their vulnerable
state.”
“
Are you one hundred percent
positive I won’t kill you?” Renee took a drink of water.
Callier slowly shook her
head.
“Quantifying probable risk to death
is folly for logical creatures who know nothing in the universe can
keep them safe forever. All I will say is I have a better chance
than most should the worst in you be unleashed.”
When there was a break Oliver asked “So you
two got permission to be with us? Under what pretense did the
Archivers grant it?”
Netul answered.
“Because we can openly communicate so long as no
humans are near. And because we are friends. Your mind has exceeded
humanity in mathematics and reasoning. As has Renee’s in biology.
She can understand forms of biology that exceed all published
material humanity has discovered. And since neither of you have
shown indication to advance them beyond their proper rate of
progression the Archivers see you as Solarian with minor human
influence. As such, neither of you will be corrupted by our
knowledge. Your reasoning skills”
Netul
took his Culito off as well while looking between Oliver and
Renee.
“will not be altered. All you miss
are basic understandings that won’t change how you view the
universe.”
“
But then you know I’m
attempting to turn humans into Solarians.” Renee voiced and took
another bite.
“
And you think it hasn’t
been attempted before? You are a living example it is possible, but
there is an issue… as I know you’ve found.”
Callier removed her forearm protectors and laid them
down.
Renee pursed her lips. “You’ve been keeping a
closer watch on me than I expected. I’ve already figured a way to
splice in the gene for the DNA to combine with Beast essence, but
preliminary results indicate that aside from a greatly boosted
immune system and stronger Psionic abilities, the human brain won’t
wire like ours.”
“
Correct.”
She thought, dipping her grey pointed chin
once.
“
But then Ma, made me. I’ve
went over her research she uncovered on the Geo Record… and the
worst part is that tests show even if a woman has the gene therapy,
she’ll still die to have a child born near completely
Solarian.”
“
Run through the
misconception you made for yourself and see why the mother always
dies. When you find it you’ll see why it was dangerous to consider
making more near pure Solarian fetuses. And forget about making
artificial wombs. It will not work for your species. Humans yes,
you cannot.”
“
Before I get upset… what
about my children? If I have sons one day, they’ll likely kill any
woman they mate with.”
“
Fear not. When Oliver was
Mantiv, he was subjected to a minor genetic shift. He could and can
only let you conceive daughters.”
“
Seriously, Callier?” He
asked. “Why?”
“
Because you were an
anomaly. Your power was too great and it was determined that any
sons you would have had would not be able to withstand the Psionic
strain after he and Reten had a son that died just thirteen Earth
years from the strain where his energy exploded from his body at
the peak of puberty, but daughters were able to regulate. It took
over a hundred and sixteen thousand years for Mantiv to wait for
his match Reten to be born, one strong enough to not burn up and
die from the heat. When she had a son, he died thirteen years after
and was determined only daughters were allowed.”
“
So you can tell me about
myself now?”
“
Unfortunately no.”
Netul said carefully.
“You
must uncover your own path. If you fail, it will be on you. But
speaking of who you are now allows us to explain just enough to
help you understand you can only give Renee daughters. Because of
your strength, at that time, none knew there was a limit to how
much Psionic energy the mortal body could contain. Since females
typically are less powerful, there was less chance bearing a
daughter with the future risk of death because their power was
unsustainable. Yet do not get me wrong, what they lack in strength
they make up for in mental acuity superior to ours.”
“
Nice save.” Renee laughed a
little and Callier winked at Renee to privately hear from the other
woman.
“I trained him well. Males, no
matter the species, are simple minded creatures.”
Renee winked back, liking her more now.
“
So what is it that makes me
an anomaly?” Oliver asked, not knowing Callier and his woman were
staring up a friendship that could survive through the
ages.
“
Sorry, my friend, but that
too is against my oaths.”
“
Fine. So you two want to
stay here. Why?” he asked.
Callier touched her golden
armored breastplate that didn’t hide how inhumanly slender she
was.
“To offer support to Renee and be
close should there be complications and also to get pregnant so I
do not feel left behind, but also to offer assistance to the Pride.
You likely won’t need help, but I’ve taken oaths to ensure as few
species go extinct do. I’m requesting you allow them to breed for
the sake of their survival. In exchange I’ll teach you how to
properly care for their needs as they do for you.”
“
So you want to turn this
into a breeding zone?”
“
Why the hell not? I could
use a pair of skilled hands in my research and you won’t smother me
since Netul can kick your ass for me if you get in my
way.”
Netul and Callier turned to each other and
made that funny sound in their chests with bright green eyes of
mirth. A Creelin’s laugh.
“
Fine already. We can have
the company. Besides, I know them both to be deadly. If it means
keeping you safe I’ll do anything.”
“
Wise decision. Where is the
control area? I will make this building grow us a new room so we
may sleep.”
Asked Netul.
Sparky answered.
“Over there.
” He gestured
with his arrow shaped head.
“
Shouldn’t you know if
you’ve been watching?” Humorously inquired Oliver as Netul
stood.
“
We personally have not. An
Archiver has and we were given a detailed report. We were just
arriving when Callier heard Renee speaking of letting the Pride
repopulate.”
He walked into
maintenance.
“
Olly, Callier and I are
going to set up my lab. Let the kittens get frisky already.” She
said, standing up.
“
You heard her. Go have fun
making babies over just mating for fun.”
Excitedly all the females roughly licked his
hand, arms or face as they bounced. Nova gave Oliver a look of
gratitude, his three mates rubbing against him as they all released
pheromones saying they too controlled their fertility and were
ready. Soon all Ligers ran outside intent to breed after so very
long. The space opened up without so many felines taking up a fair
share of the room. Now the large ones were the Drakes who were
content to enjoy resting the day away by the cheery fire.
Oliver went about repairing the vents to warm
the rest of the outpost, chop firewood with the cutlass, stacked
them.
By noon there was a shriek in the distance
and a deathly look crossed Oliver’s features as he felt
overprotective rage and took off to kill an incoming swarm of
Salamanders. Ten in all coming for his woman and unborn baby. They
didn’t stand a chance as he ripped them apart before the Ligers
could react. Renee feasted well when he returned.
When nothing happened and he had nothing else
to do except sit in a corner as Renee and Callier sanitized the
spare room for her research, he began working on collecting passing
neutrinos, modifying them and figuring out how to make them better
for his micro-drone idea. He would be getting plenty of time to
think and create all the while watching his woman gradually shed
her rough demeanor, but he grew aggressive instead. She was now the
calm and perky one and so giggly.
And being pregnant increased her sex drive
about as much as her appetite. It would not be long before her eyes
began to naturally glow and smoke a soft evergreen with her
insatiable craving for Beast brain essence.
It also wasn’t long before not only Callier
was pregnant, but so were all nine Ligers with three very satisfied
males who almost strutted in their walks.
Each morning and evening Renee was on the com
with her close family detailing every change no matter how small of
the little bundle of joy she carried. No word was spoken of their
visiting friends who told many of their many years worth of
stories. Not once did Oliver learn more about Mantiv and it wasn’t
surprising. It was rather relaxing day after day. The only change
to the pleasant atmosphere was when Salamanders and other Beasts
came too close and Oliver with the three Liger men took care of any
threat. The females stayed with Renee and Callier with Netul acting
as another defensive line if anything could cross through the
barrier surrounding the outpost that had been touched by Solarian
and Creelin hands. Not going to happen easily.
The only bad spot was a single time when
Callier accidently stumbled and bumped into Oliver. Renee lost it
and had gathered enough to blow Zerika to dust, but Netul was
faster and put her to sleep. When she woke up she apologized, but
from then on Callier and Oliver never came within five meters of
each other. Never.
The only discomfort Renee had to deal with
were her breasts gradually engorging with milk and her nipples were
getting smaller. Her body readying itself for feeding tiny new
life. When she wasn’t fucking, eating or having conversation with
good friends she was upstairs with Callier as an assistant working
hard on solving life’s mysteries.
Chapter 12
And for once there was three whole months
were not one bad interruption to their lives occurred. Sure there
were Beasts coming relentlessly day in and out, but there was
nearly no chance they would get in with Oliver when he’s defending
his family alongside paternal Ligers also as ferocious against all
enemies.
Renee was in bed one night rubbing the tiny
bump in her belly. The land was dark, but now she had reached her
Psionic peak and her eyes glowed and smoked. She now knew why
Oliver had such difficulty controlling power enough to make stars
and break them. Her hair turned green at half gathering and no
matter how much spray she put on, her hair lifts straight. What she
did like though was closing the gap in strength between herself and
her lover. He was still stronger, but only by five percent when
twenty Creelin Archivers in their ceremonial robes stopped by the
day after she stopped ruthlessly craving brain matter. They told
her where to fire a kinetic stream and disguised it from anyone to
measure or see.
She smiled as she continued to rub her baby
bump. She continued thinking last week when the Archivers were
dumbfounded after her display. If there was any chance Renee was
genetically created using Reten’s DNA, it was put to rest. Renee
was fifteen percent stronger than Reten had ever been. Renee was
without a doubt different. Only in appearance was she the same.
Power and personality was better. The Archivers definitely showed
her more deference when she too was stronger than Archiver Tammat,
their strongest individual user. They left soon after the test, but
Renee was happy.
“
Your Ma is happy. And your
Papa is too. You are our little treasure.” She crooned gently,
caressing the proof of their love.
Whether it was time or her words, Renee felt
a sharp pain down below. It was enough to make her gasp and jerk
the slumbering giant next to her. He was unnerving, jerking to the
faintest sounds, each time grabbing his sword. He looked around,
tilting his head. “Red? What did you hear?”
“
Olly… Izzy is
coming.”
“
Huh?” he looked down to
find Renee had pulled the sheet away from her legs and soaking the
bed was the telltale sign that her water broke. It wasn’t much, but
the wetness and scent of the birth fluid told him. “Isabella’s
coming?”
Proof came as Sparky crashed through the
bedroom door from across the hall. The rebounding door slammed on
the wall. As soon as Rose followed there was a bright blue Psi
Blade as Netul came around, scanning for danger.