0 comments/ 6330 views/ 1 favorites A Dragon's Tail Ch. 06-09 By: OldHideki A Dragon’s Tail DISCLAIMERS: Any person involved in a sexual act is above the age of 18. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious, and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story contains some supernatural events, but is not intended to disrespect any religion. This story also has fictitious members of the Imperial family of Japan. Presently, there are two unmarried princes in the royal family, ages 6 and 62. My characters are not the same ages as existing members of the royal family. I have made up two unmarried brothers, ages 18 and 26, whose mother is now a widow, or dowager princess. There are presently no dowager princesses in the royal family, either. I am hoping that I have treated the royal family, even my fictitious members, with respect. As for sex, there is little in this one. It has some graphic descriptions, because the main character goes through an involuntary Transgendering from a man to a woman. I am posting it here because I am not sure how it would go over on a non-sexual literature posting site. The story is meant to be open ended, so that the character can be used in many additional stories. Chapter 6 - Dinner Back at Ahiko’s cave I sat in the bath and thought about the last few days. My son, the eighteen year old Prince Takeshi, had gone on a winter retreat with his Kendo club to work on his swordsmanship. Three days ago, he had just disappeared on a hike through the woods. The master of the school had called the local town in a panic, and the media found out about it. Royal security had been brought out, and the townsfolk had helped do a sweep of the entire grounds of the retreat. Blood was found at the side of a trail, and it turned out to be his. The lost prince became the talk of Japan, with the tabloids making up kidnapping and murder plots. There was even a tabloid story about the snow princess stealing him away, and another about how he had been kidnapped by space aliens. The flyer appeared in town this morning, and was considered another hoax by the police. I don’t even know why I kept the flyer, except that the image on it did look like my son, and it was friendly. LOST BOY FOUND. HE HAS BROKEN HIS LEG. PLEASE CONTACT THE ANGEL OF THE MOUNTAIN AT POST OFFICE BOX 51442. The post office box turned out to be real, and had been rented out for the last 25 years by a Japanese woman, who was now the wife of the Italian Ambassador. I had met Miyu several times, and when I contacted her about the post office box, she simply replied, “Oh, that old box! I used it when I was learning to play the Shamisen(Japanese banjo). I went to Aomori to learn the Tsugaru-jamisen style. Are you saying it is still active?” I wasn’t aware that Miyu had learned the Shamisen. That usually meant that she had done some training as a Geisha. I couldn’t believe that the Post office box had just remained open, so Ahiko had to take over the box rental, and she would have needed the key. If Miyu had opened it for this girl, that would make Ahiko at least in her late thirties. The bizarre stories that the tabloids were writing started to seem normal compared to the dream I was now living in. I was in Towada, looking at the flyer, when a call came in from out of the blue. The Americans called me to ask for permission to track down the one who made the flyer. They were talking very positive about recovering the prince, and it was a much better outcome than media was presenting, and I wanted to keep my hopes up that he was still alive. I was overcome with a premonition of where my son was, and got into my car and drove. I only had a vague idea where I was going, but I drove. I had to have been crazy, and become distraught, and I could not take waiting around while others came up empty. I wanted… no, I NEEDED to go look for my son myself. I started going down all the roads near the retreat. I had gone down this road and it had dead ended into the tunnel. I guess the red string of fate stepped in because my car slid off the road after I turned around and tried to go back, and she found me. I was now in a warm bath, my face didn’t hurt, and my ankle had a dull throb, but I didn’t seem to mind it at all. I had found my son, and he was safe. A kind little angel had swooped down and saved my son, and was going to take me to him. Ahiko appeared with some large boxes. “I brought you a kimono fitting of your rank. Will you please allow me to dry you off and dress you?” I nodded approval, but looked about the room. “OK, is my father still here?” “No, I asked him to stay with your son, so that I could dress you in private.” “Ahiko, do you have any friends?” Ahiko shakes her head. “No, not really. I have clientele, but that allows me to survive. When I came to Japan, I tried for the first couple of years to make a friend, but every time I have tried, I have ended up in a lot of pain. As they grew older and I grew younger, we just seem to part ways. Most of them have a hard time when I go through a ‘rebirth’ sequence and leave me. I have not tried to make a friend in fifteen years.” I now had another piece of the puzzle that was Ahiko. She had clients! Oh, I knew that anyone who could make a man’s penis thicker and larger was set for life, but I think that I would have heard of such a person. She was trying to hide herself, and claiming to only be a shrine priestess. Her clients had to be another organization that had or kept secrets. The first thing that came to mind was a crime syndicate or a ninja clan, neither of which seemed to fit with this girl. With her abilities, I would have thought Ahiko would have been made into a celebrity. She could easily be accepted into any convent, and treated like a divine being. The life she was living was unnecessary, unless she was in hiding. I remembered her singing in French. She must have originally come from Europe. This may have fueled her need to hide. She could have been in danger of being burned at the stake. “Ahiko, with your abilities, you should be very popular. Are you in trouble? Are you trying to hide from someone?” She winced, “I didn’t mean to hurt anyone! It was an accident!” “You hurt someone, with your healing ability?” “No, I wasn’t trying to heal anyone.” Ahiko walked over to a rock, and placed a folded towel on it. She placed her hand on the towel and started to concentrate, and her hand started to glow. The towel under her hand started to smolder. After she relaxed her concentration, she picked up the towel and showed a blackened hand print. She had burnt the towel. “So you burned someone? But it was an accident.” Ahiko nodded, “Please, I don’t want to talk about it.” I continued with my ponderings, and looked at Ahiko, “You are growing younger?” “You won’t tell anyone, will you? It’s a secret.” “I promise. Besides, who would believe me? IF I tell anyone that my face smashed into a windshield, and that someone ‘magically’ healed my face, would anyone believe me? If I told anyone that I me a person that was growing younger, they would probably commit me.” Ahiko nodded her head. “OK, I see your point. Yes, I am slowly getting younger, but it’s hard to describe. In about two weeks, I will start a menstrual cycle, and then a ‘rebirth’ will start. My hair and teeth will fall out. I will be bald and toothless by Christmas. I will then start growing new hair and teeth. I will complete the process by Golden Week (April 29th -May 5th), but I will end up about two weeks younger than the previous year. I figure I have about two to three hundred years to live before I die of birth. Still, I will be able to live about three times longer than most humans live, so I am content.” “Ahiko, you’re a very brave angel.” She smiled back at me, and thanked me, but I could see her eyes were watery. I grabbed on of the safety bars and slowly tried to stand up, but with my sore ankle would not comply. Ahiko took off her clothes and waded into the bath to help me out. After she dried me off, she didn’t bother to put her clothes back on, but continued to help me while she stood there naked. “Don’t you want to put on some clothes?” She said she didn’t mind and that she would dress herself later. She said that the spirits came by at all times, and that she was now used to having someone watching her naked and when she did ‘private’ things, like going to the bathroom, and bathing. It was actually a rare moment that only one spirit was there, like it is today. Ahiko was quite thin and pale. She was not of Asian descent, but European. Her eyes were golden. She had thick long eyelashes, and pale lips. Her flowing thick golden hair was tied up in pig tails that draped down to the middle of her back. She had no body hair, and no female subcutaneous fat layer, which made her bulging muscles stand out and made her look like a small body builder. I got to see her ‘wing pods’ and a small growth on her butt. She had a small tail, about 4 centimeters long which was wagging at the moment. On her front side, she had an eight pack instead of the normal six pack abdominal muscles, and they were well defined. Her chest sported two sets of nipples, but no breasts. The overall effect was that she looked like her body had been stretched vertically, so that extra parts could be added. The more I looked at her, she seemed more like an elongated seven year old than a nine year old. When I asked, she responded that she had a total of five extra vertebrae distributed between in her neck, chest, waist, and tail section. Ahiko once again dried me off, and after Ahiko had dried me off, she has pulled out a beautiful wedding kimono, and she starts to dress me. She was getting to play dress up, and I was her living doll. On top of that, I was a real princess. As I felt the fabric slide across my body, I realized that this was an authentic silk kimono, and that it was not made of ‘easy care’ modern fabrics. Very few kimonos were now made out of actual silk, even some of the geisha had converted to other fabrics, except for special occasions. This kimono was probably older than I was. She quickly and efficiently tied the obi (waist bustle) and admires her work. She placed me in the wheelchair, and then brought over twenty hair ornaments, and wanted to do my hair. I told her that the food is getting cold, and that she should get dressed, which she did. She brought out a cute ‘7-5-3’ Kimono for herself. A girl usually wears her first real kimono when she is seven years old, on the day of the ‘7-5-3’ festival, on November 15, which is tomorrow. Ahiko looked at me, “I know the festival is tomorrow, and I know I’m not seven years old, but do you think this would look pretty on me?” “Oh, honey, anything would look pretty on you. But you have very good taste in color, and this will look absolutely gorgeous on you.” Her ‘tail’ continued to wag as she donned her attire. She was in heaven. She quickly covered her face with a foundation to cover the facial scars. It took her two additional minutes to do her hair, which she used seven ornaments. I was astounded at her speed and efficiency, so I had her do mine too. When she finished, she wheeled me into the other chamber to see my son for the first time since this ordeal had started. I wanted to hug him, but Ahiko told me that both of us would be in wheelchairs for the next day or so. My son is dumbstruck by us and felt underdressed. Ahiko wheeled me in front of the table and lit some candles to eat by. She then offered a fine haori to my son to wear at the table, which he accepted. She helped him get his hands in the sleeves, and helped him into a second wheelchair. She straightened the haori and wheeled him over to the table. Before she pushed both of us in, she positions us so that we could give each other a hug. I started to cry, which embarrassed my son, because he didn’t want to cry in front of a girl. Ahiko watched us, and then suddenly remembered something very important to get from another chamber. She excused herself, and gave us some time alone. She came back early and I saw her watching us at the door until we had finished and my son had re-composed himself. She then brought over a simple meal of five dishes, which included the fish. There was also a bean curd broth, red rice, green beans, and roasted eggplant and onions. She informed us that the vegetables were fresh from the balcony on the upper floor. It was a simple meal with little fat, one that I would expect for a monk or a priest to eat for a feast, but not a prince. I looked on the food preparation table and noticed that Ahiko had purchased spices and almonds, and I noticed a fresh bag of glutinous rice, which takes 8 hours to soak before preparing. She must have purchased these items when she went into town to put up the flier. There were sweet rice cakes on the counter for an after dinner treat. She had made a special trip into town, and planned all of this meal many hours before she had found me. My heart went out for Ahiko. She had prepared what she saw was a meal to please my son. I understood that in her heart, this was an absolute feast, but to my son, who was used to lots of protein and fatty foods, this was a rather simple meal. I knew that all of her extra efforts would be unnoticed by the prince, and that he would balk at even eating some of the dishes. I started tearing up, knowing how disappointed Ahiko would be. Ahiko looked at me, and became puzzled. She walked around the table and faced me. “You look very sad, do you need another hug?” I smiled back, “Sure honey.” Ahiko wrapped herself around me and held me tight. After she released me, she took a few steps away and pauses. She pulls out her doll and looked down at it for a while. She then turned to me with the doll in her outstretched arms. “Would you like to eat with Miss Flowers on your lap tonight?” Miss Flowers was not the prettiest of dolls anymore, the dress was now faded, and the arms were threadbare. The face had been re-drawn on many times. I could see that this was Ahiko’s most prized possession, and may have been her only companion for all of these years. I continued to cry as I carefully placed Miss Flowers in my lap. Ahiko gave me another hug, and whispered in my ear. “She is very good at helping me when I need to stop crying, that’s her specialty!” Ahiko then stood at her place and gave praise for the meal. I don’t know how they got along before I came, but my son had been changed by this little angel. She then gave me a lesson on how to deal with a spoiled child with a picky appetite. To her credit, Ahiko looked like a young Geisha. I had no idea that she would be so skilled in the art of conversation. We talked about simple things to begin with, and the prince quickly downed his fish and then just played with his food. She started mentioning how each of the different vegetables improved the abilities of a master swordsman. I watched as she hit upon a skill that he was having trouble with, and then would mention which vegetable would help him. As soon as he started to place some in his mouth, she started mentioning how wonderful and truly noble he had been while under her care. She would make him the center of the world as he chewed. As he went back to playing with his food, the conversation was steered away from his accomplishments and towards what I had been doing. He was constantly rewarded with praise for every bite he took. In the end, he finished three of the four vegetables and put his chopsticks down. The eggplant was not going to go past his lips. Ahiko then changed the conversation over to the 7-5-3 festival and the thousand year candy. This had probably been the first time the prince had ever gone three days without a desert or a sweet. The mention of the candy had the prince watering at the mouth. She then produced some what she intended for her shrine to have and asked me if I would help her decide which ones to purchase. When the prince volunteered to help, she informed him that he was obviously too full from the other dishes she had provided, and that he would have to prove to her that he still had room in his stomach to perform a proper taste test. With the temptation of sweets, the eggplant disappeared almost instantly, and he was once again made the center of attention for the taste testing of each of the prospective treats. She hung on his every comment from tasting each treat, as if this was a life and death situation. My son beamed at being the center of attention, and finally made up his mind. With the most important decision of the day completed by my son, Ahiko started clearing the table and cleaning up. She sang as she cleaned the dishes. She had a lovely voice. Along with Japanese favorites, she sang some American and British songs in English, and one in French. The songs were from the last 60 years, but the songs in English tended to be 20 to 50 years old. She had an American accent when she sang. I started to get the feeling that she had come to Japan about 25 years ago. I marveled at the idea that the youthful body singing for us was older than I was, and how she had remained childlike. I tried to imagine myself living in the body of a nine year old for the rest of my life. She would always be brushed aside as a minor, and treated like a second class citizen with very few rights and responsibilities. She would never be able to take a normal job. Yet, she seemed quite content with her lot. I wanted to help her grow up. Chapter 7 – Deployment United State Forces Japan Headquarters, Yokota Air Base, Fussa Prefecture Janice Williams and the six agents arrived from Washington, DC. Janice used the recovered body to describe how many people who contracted the virus could have an accident. “The victim had become able to pull energy from the spiritual plane of existence into the physical plane of existence. Robert pulls the dark matter energy to the OUTSIDE of his body. The victim attempted to pull the dark matter on the INSIDE her body.” The agents were able to see the remains of a victim of Spontaneous Human Combustion (SHC). The clothing on the victim was only partially damaged, but most of the body itself was charred. Janice Williams added, “Notice what I mean by the ‘Burning Bush’ effect. The clothing is barely damaged, but the flesh is charred. So, if this was reversed, the Bush, or in our case, the person, would not be damaged, but intense heat would be present. Just remember, if you try to physically detain Robert, you will be on the outside of his body, and he will be able to do this to you.” The lesson was not lost on the agents. There was a conference with all of agents from Washington and the clairvisionaries, and the news was about the same. Two angels, and five jackals were spotted, and the two jackals that had flown in the transport had not only contacted one of the other jackals, but had met with one of the angels. The agents saw the concern that Janice had. The different species were working together on this one. Three of the jackals, and one of the angels had taken off, and were heading north, away from Tokyo, and towards the Aomori Prefecture. The spirits could be neutral, or, that could have already sent a warning to Robert. It was now obvious that their lack of interaction was to avoid giving any sort of advantage to our recovery team. The FY team had used local spirits in the detection of FY victims in the past. A FYgoing through a rebirth puts out an ‘interesting’ emanation in the spiritual plane of existence, and it draws curious spirits. Sometimes, it’s just a matter of having a clairvisionary stand in the vicinity and watch which direction that the spirits move. The other troubling this was that no human spirits had been seen, only jackals and angels. During the conference, two of the three equipped vans were loaded into a transport plane. The agents were assigned to different teams and started to prepare to disembark. As the two teams went to the transport plane, a leviathan was spotted changing directions and floating north. A Dragon's Tail Ch. 06-09 “What? Just a leviathan? No dragons, fairies, or unicorns yet?” was Janice’s response. The agents took that as a joke, but Janice was almost serious. She was nervous. She hadn’t had a run in with a leviathan in quite a while. They usually just floated about, dangling their tentacles in the atmosphere, and would occasionally touch someone with a tentacle, and read their minds. Most alien abduction tales appeared to be caused by one of these mind reading events. Every once in a while, they would draw their tentacles into their shell and make their outer shell glow for a short period of time. When she witnessed it, Janice thought it looked like floating turtle shell, but most people think they look like flying saucers. They were enormous, but considered harmless. Carl, and two of the agents went into a control center which was equipped with a similar system to what they had in Langley, Virginia. One agent was added to the each of the three mobile crews. The agents would be rotated from control center duty to mobile duty. The plane took off for Misawa Air Base. The third van drove north with two hummer escorts. *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** Pacific Ocean, just east of the Aomori Prefecture A helicopter appeared as the engineer and navy seals attempted to use silicone caulk to seal up the tears in the rubber like skin of the U.S.S. Greywhale. A specialist and his equipment were lowered and taken on board. The specialist quickly set up an additional detection system on the Greywhale. The U.S.S. Greywhale started a slow and methodical examination of the Eastern coastline of Japan. Base readings along the coastline were recorded. All of the teams were deployed, and soon would be in position. Chapter 8 – Cave Songs Ahiko’s Cave After cleanup, Ahiko came over with the sweet rice cakes and announced it was Karaoke time. She would ask us to pick out a tune to sing, and she would grab an instrument and provide the musical accompaniment. There was a piano, a harp, a Guzheng(Chinese harp), a guitar, a violin, an erhu(Chinese violin), a cello, a biwa(Japanese lute), a pipa(Chinese lute), a shamisen, and several other stringed instruments, along with an assortment of flutes. She passed from one to another, trying to match the instrument to the music being requested. I noticed that my son kept asking for her to play the harp or piano, which were facing away from us. He sat there and watched her bottom move and twitch in her kimono as she played. I could tell she was wagging her little tail underneath her kimono, and I thought that might be what fascinated my son. It’s easy to recall your life from the songs that were played at that moment. In my case, I was born in 1958, and spent the first 11 years of my life in England, because my father worked in the in the Japanese Embassy. In 1969, I was sent home to Japan to attend Junior High and High School. When I graduated in 1975, I went back to England, and attended Oxford University. In 1980, after traveling europe for a year,I returned home to Japan, and a year later, I caught the eye of the prince. Married in 1983, my first son was born in 1984, and my second son in 1992. Besides Japanese songs, I had extensive knowledge of American and English songs, and when they were popular. I listened to the songs that Ahiko sang, and asked her to sing several Japanese songs from my high school years. By picking popular songs from events in my life, I narrowed her entry into Japan to about when I was married. Her knowledge of English and American songs went deeper that I could recall. From her knowledge of music, I became convinced that Ahiko was older than me. The final song she played was an American song called ‘The Sound of Silence’. She played it with a harp as accompaniment. The most startling thing was that two distinct voices came out of her mouth, in harmony. She eventually smiled and made a Vee symbol with one hand, and then pointed with the two outstretched fingers at her throat. She has two sets of vocal chords! It had been a full evening, and we started to wind down, I already had a bath, and I offered to sponge bathe my son so that Ahiko could use the bath in the tunnel. Ahiko went down to the bath, drew a pail of warm spring water to bathe my son with, and excused herself to take her own bath. Once she was gone, my son turned to me, “She’s not a little girl, she knows too much.” I was pleased that my son had also figured it out. “Did you hear the songs she sang? She speaks American English, and not British English like you. She also speaks French, too. How old do you think she is?” I gave him a playful whap, “One should never ask a woman about her age, should he?” “You just said woman, didn’t you. I knew it!” “That’s right I did, and that about all the information you’re going to get from me.” When I undressed my son, I found that he had an erection from the concert Ahiko had given. I teased him about having a Lolita complex, but I had to admit to him, that Ahiko was enchanting. I talked to my son about Ahiko, and told him that it was a natural reaction to such a nice and pretty girl. I handed him a glass and asked him if he knew how to release his pent up energy. He did, so I excused myself from the chamber until he had completed and called me in. After I finished cleaning him up, I placed the pail of water on my lap and told him to lie down on his bed. I wheeled myself down the tunnel to the bath. I gave Ahiko the fluid that I had acquired. “Ahiko, I am an adult, and I am responsible for my son and his fluids. This fluid is a gift from me to you, so that you can become a woman. I don’t want you to wait until my son becomes an adult, and I don’t want you to go through another rebirth without this. I believe in duty to my parents, and I believe I have to treat this as my father’s desire to have you use my son’s sperm as wish from beyond the grave. I trust my father, and if he wants you to have this, then I feel I have no other choice than to help you, even if you have a child.” Ahiko picked up the cup and looked at it. She looked into the air and asks questions. She questioned my father several times about not having a baby, and then passed her hand over the cup of fluid. The fluid seemed to sparkle. “You son is practically sterile, did you know that?” I nodded, “We were concerned about illegitimate heirs to the throne. We have him on male birth control implants. He has a normal sex drive, but should not be producing any sperm. He agreed to this so that he could have sex with women and not worry about having children out of wedlock.” “Where is this implant?” “It was placed on the inner side of his left arm.” “Oh… I’m sorry. I didn’t know what it was, and your father wanted me to remove it.” “He did, did he?... Why that meddling old goat!” “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m Sorry!” “Ahiko, I am not upset with you, and it was probably necessary to do if this procedure is to work.” “Do you think it’s going to work?” “It has once before.” “What?????” “You seem to know your Japanese folklore. Since you do, then who was the mother of Jimmu, the first Emperor of Japan?” “That’s easy, the sun goddess Amaterasu.” “And she lived in a cave, just like you.” “B… B… But I am not a goddess!” “Tell me then, if this was 2600 years ago, what would the locals think of a girl, that that never aged and could glow like the sun, just like you did when you healed me? Would they think that she was a sun goddess?” “Oh…” “Amaterasu could have been a girl just like you, with your condition. And if something in the male Y chromosome cured her, then it is present in my son, because my son is in the direct male line from Emperor Jimmu.” Ahiko stared at me, and then at the fluid in her hand. “Ohhhhh… This could actually work?” I smiled and nodded at Ahiko. Ahiko continued to look at the glass. “The sparkles in the fluid are sperm, there are not very many. A normal sperm sample should be glistening right now, and the ones that are sparkling are not moving well. I don’t know how the implant worked to cause sterilization. I would not think that it causes low sperm count and reduced mobility. If you have to have some of his sperm frozen, I would have a sample tested for mobility. This might tell you if he has a problem.” “Could you cure him, if he has a problem?” “I don’t know. I have ovaries, and not testicles. If I were to try to cure him, I might end up converting his testicles into ovaries and transgendering him. He did hurt his penis when he fell, that’s where he was bleeding from when I found him. He had punctured one of the corpus cavernosum, that’s one of the inflation bladders. I did heal it, but the penis itself does not produce hormones or sperm, so I felt somewhat safe doing that. While I was healing the puncture, I increased the size of both his bladders. I added two centimeters to its length and a centimeter to its thickness. He should be having bigger erections now. His penis will take four to six weeks for the tenderness to go away. I think he’ll enjoy his new size.” Once again, I marveled at this child, who was not a child. She was clearly reading medical textbooks, to help her heal people. She was very wise, but was skiddish about herself. Any doctor who could successfully enlarge a male penis could consider themselves wealthy beyond means. This child had mastered the technique, but was living the life of a monk. I personally have raised two princes, who I had tried to raise with humility, but it is difficult to do so when they know that they are royalty. With all of her abilities, I was astounded by Ahiko’s humility. Ahiko tipped the glass and admired the sperm. I could see the sparkles flash more often. “I think I know what is about to happen. I have only 45 chromosomes, and I may be able to absorb one of your sons to give me a complete set. I am a single X female. I also have damage to chromosome pair 17, so I also need to replace both of them as well. I may be able to get any male to supply the extra chromosome, but your son may be one of the few donors that can help me because of a compatibility issues with chromosome pair 17. Our genes must be nearly identical on those chromosomes except for my damaged part“. She seemed to know a lot about herself. It appears that she might have been tested and re-tested in a lab somewhere. Maybe she was a lab experiment. Maybe she is afraid that she will be sent back to the laboratory. Ahiko looked up and off to the side, “This is a setup isn’t it?... It’s not like he happened to injure his penis, it was on purpose, wasn’t it?... He was pushed off the path!...Sperm can live for many days in the birth canal and womb, and that may be enough time for me to absorb the final chromosomes before my rebirth. I am missing a sex chromosome. Since I am a single X female, I may change sex depending on which sex chromosome my body chooses to absorb... How am I doing?...” She stared to the side and up. She was checking with my father. “I thought so...” She pauses and looked at the cup, tipping it and watching the fluid move. “It may be that heaven is rewarding me for my years of service and helping me to become whole again. I think your son may have had an intentional fall so that I could rescue him, and I think he was intentionally hurt in his you know what. If I do change and grow testicles, I will gladly return and heal your son’s condition, if he indeed has one. If I stay a female, I think he should become an adult first, and then make an informed decision. It is also possible for me to ‘heal’ his sperm first, just like I just did to this sample, before he inseminates his wife. I may be able to assist in insemination without changing his gender.“ When I heard her say ‘his wife’, I felt nothing in her voice, and I really expected to. “Ahiko, this may be the first time I heard you talk without emotion. Your speech is so clinical that I think you’re hiding something. Are you having second thoughts? Please, talk to me! Tell me your real feelings.” She looked back at me and her eyes watered. “Haven’t you looked at my body! I’m a mutant! How could anyone ever love me?” She broke down in tears. “You may not have noticed, but I think he has a thing for your tail. He kept asking you to play the piano and the harp so that you would face away from us. And all the time you were playing, he kept his eyes fixed on your bottom. He had an erection several times from watching you. And don’t sell your front side short either. I’m not sure there are many men who you won’t turn their heads if you end up with two sets of breasts.” She put the cup down and ran over to me. She was still crying as she wrapped me up in her little arms and hugged me. “Thank You…Ohhhhh, It may not be true, but Thank You…Thank You…” “Do you love him, Ahiko? Do you want to have his child?” She nodded. “But if I do this, I may turn into a boy, and I will never be able to have his child. I’m scared. I don’t know what to do. I’ve been hurt so many times just trying to have a friend, I’m not sure of myself anymore. I want to grow up, and have a chance to find out. But these last three days have meant so much to me. I don’t want to lose him.” I placed my hand on her shoulder. “Ahiko, what if you did become a man, and my son became your best friend, would that really be so terrible?” “No.” it was not very forceful, but it was a positive sign. “Even if you became a man, could you father a child, and raise it? Would you be a good father?” “Oh Yes, I would be a good father. I want a baby, I really do, I want to take care of it, and help it grow. But, I have dreams, I dream of having a child within me, a want that dream to come true.” I gave Ahiko a hug. “I want that for you too, but even if you become a man, I think you will be a great father. What I gave you may not give you his child, but it will allow you to have one. So I think you need to do this, so that you CAN have a child, and I think that this is more important than any feeling you may have for my son right now. I have seen you holding your doll Miss Flowers, and I actually think you really want to have a child. Tell me, and wait a minute before you answer this, are you in love with my son, or with the idea of having a child?” I just held her, and waited. She sat on my lap for about thirty seconds, and I could feel her hug me and then release several times. She stood up and took Miss Flowers from me and hugged her doll. She placed her doll in a nursing position at her chest. She started swaying back and forth, humming to the doll. She put the doll down and came back over and hugged me again. She repeated hugging me for a few seconds, and releasing me. She then went back over to Miss Flowers again, and pretended to nurse it again. “Yes, I think you are right, it may not be your son that I want, but a child.” With that, Ahiko places herself upside down in a chair with her legs over the back and spreads her legs. She then places the cup at the entrance of her birth canal and did what the spirit had instructed her to do. She carefully let the fluid seep through holes in her hymen. She’s a virgin! This may not be an immaculate conception, but if she has a child, it would appear to be a virgin birth. Ahiko put the cup down, and starts singing the rice planting song again. She voice wavered when she hit references to ‘reaping the harvest’ and ‘glory of Japan’, but continued to sing. She repeated the song three times. She then took a towel and cleaned any fluid from the outside of her body, and put on some underwear. She then walked into the hallway and held out her hand. My father appeared. My father waved at both of us, bowed, and faded away as he released Ahiko’s hand. Ahiko tried to talk to him. “Wait, Are you leaving?...Why?...Do you have to report this to someone?...I see…I want to see you again, you were nice to me. Can you do that? Goodbye!” She waived goodbye, and said that we would be able to see him again, after he had reported the news. We start back the main room. “Princess, I’m sorry that you were hurt. It’s my fault, for not following instructions. I didn’t think it was right.” “Ahiko, I want you to always trust your judgment. You didn’t know the spirit, and he could have told you to do something terrible. My ankle will heal, and I would rather hurt my other ankle than for you to compromise what your heart is telling you to do. Will you promise me that you will always follow your heart, even if it going to hurt others, even a little?” Ahiko didn’t say anything, and continued pushing the wheelchair along. I stopped the chair. “This is important, Ahiko. You are very special, and no person, and no spirit, should force you to do something that you feel is wrong. You are going to have difficult decisions to make, and sometimes it will hurt people. You will have to do what’s right in your heart, and not what will hurt the least amount of people. Can you promise me you’ll do that?” “I understand what you want me to do, and I will try.” Before she wheeled me back to the center chamber, she asked if she could call me ‘Mama’. I teared up and nodded. We stopped the wheelchair and we hugged again before entering the main chamber. We entered the chamber and Ahiko did a healing on the Prince’s fractures and on my ankle. She then crawled into my lap and I held her for several minutes. My son looked at the two up us as I hummed to her and stroked her hair. “It’s girl stuff, she’ll be OK in the morning. Just go to sleep.” The prince rolled his eyes, made a crude comment about women’s plumbing, and rolled over. When Ahiko was ready, she looked up at me, “Thanks Mama, I needed that.” Ahiko now had a sore ankle and a sore leg. She moved herself into the child’s wheelchair and wheeled herself to a bed to sleep for the night. We said ‘goodnight’ to each other and slept soundly. Chapter 9 – Closing In Northern Japan, Misawa Air Base, Aomori prefecture A second burst of energy was reported in the Aomori prefecture. This time, the two bases near Tokyo and the Misawa Air Base station all picked up the signal. They resolved the location to less than twenty five square kilometers before the zone faded. The two vans took off, along with their Hummer escorts. The third team from the south was still three hours away. All three vans started monitoring for a dark matter burst. Within fifteen minutes, a second burst was recorded. The Base station and all three vans picked up the signal, and resolved the location to a two square kilometer area. As the first of the two nearby search teams entered the search region. Another burst was recorded, the signal had moved 10 kilometers to the south. The first team held its position as the second crew bore down on the new location. The two vans bore down from the north, as the signal headed towards the van rushing up form the south. Once the second van neared the new position, another burst was recorded. The new triangulated position was 8 kilometers to the south again, and appeared to be on the road they were traveling on. The Team to the south was still two and a half hours away, but told to continue driving north to intercept the south bound vehicles. Both of the northern teams continued south, on separate roads. From the first van, Janice was in the back, coordinating satellite images. “Ok, we have it narrowed down to three vehicles. She has to heat up every four minutes, so she may be in the trunk of the car. We’re coming up on a metropolitan area, so team Bravo needs to overtake all three targets on a parallel road. Did you get that Bravo?” The teams tracked the occasional signal bursts through the town of Hachinohe where it turned east to the Tanesaski coast. Team Alpha continued on the coastal highway, while Bravo continued on the main highway. Parallel triangulation allowed the two teams to narrow the signal down to a single vehicle. With satellite imaging, they followed the car to the small town of Taneichi. A Dragon's Tail Ch. 06-09 The car pulled into the docks, with both teams in close pursuit. Once both teams came close, agents walked up to find an elderly couple going to their home. The couple was detained and questioned, but insisted they knew nothing about a ten year old girl. As Janice worked with an interpreter, her aide Bob Alexander came over and motioned to her to come. The third team arrived, and all teams followed the aide to the dock where he pointed to the pier. “Bob, describe what you see to me.” “It’s a woman with many arms, standing on the pier, about 20 meters ahead of us.” “Everyone stay back! Bob, get an interpreter, STAT!” The three people walked 10 meters down the pier, and stopped. “Bob, Can you tell me how many arms she has?” Bob paused for a moment. “Eight Arms, Ma’am.” Janice blew out a long breath. “We’re fucked! We’ve been sent on a wild goose chase.” Janice kneeled down. She ordered the other two to kneel, and then gave the interpreter some words to address the spirit. After the interpreter repeated the words in Japanese, the spirit illuminated itself. Janice called out to the other team members back on the dock, “The spirit before us is the Goddess Benzaiten. She is the one and only female of the ‘The Seven Lucky Gods of Japan’. In other words, this is Lady Luck, and she is protecting the whereabouts of Mr. Hennski.” Janice tried to negotiate with Benzaiten, but she knew that she was at a distinct disadvantage. Janice was a guest here in Japan, and was in no position to make demands from a goddess. She was dealing with an adversary that could move invisibly at will through the human population. When she wanted to appear, she would be treated like a goddess and other would simply follow her gestures. She had no idea what other abilities she had, but she also knew that there were two members of the Japanese Defence Force witnessing this, and she didn’t want to appear disrespectful to their goddess. Janice knew that Benzaiten had used herself as a decoy, and she knew she was losing time. The goddess had arraigned a meeting here, so that Robert could escape, and so she could meet her foe. Janice knew she would have little chances to negotiate again, and had to become Benzaiten’s ally. The retrieval mission now needed to become something else. If the goddess was going to protect Robert, Janice would have to accept that. Janice Williams made a final appeal. ***** ***** Thank You, for reading my story. This is part three of four. More to come…