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BTW there is plenty of different portions which have been reused by numerous science 
fiction shows movies and books, including nanotechnology, rapid pregnancy, and various 
scientific mumbo jumbo, which I will try to keep to a minimum. (Bounce a graviton 
particle beam off the main deflector dish…)

THIS CHAPTER contains no sex of any kind.


Chapter 12
Don't Blame Me


The ringing doorbell woke Jason up from his light slumber. Since his sister had taken his 
car he was forced to sleep on the couch. His mother didn't trust him with her car, and 
Terra was already settled into the guest bedroom that had been his as a child. His mom 
had filled his sisters room with so much he couldn't even sleep on the floor. The maid 
service that his father had hired had done a good job of keeping the house clean and 
tended to while everyone was gone. But they had no idea of where everything should go, 
so besides vacuuming and dusting, they had left the room alone. 
	
So he was forced to try to steal whatever amount of sleep he could from the couch, and 
the ringing doorbell didn't help. He decided to answer it, hoping but not believing that it 
might be his sister with his car.

"Good morning Jason, I didn't think you'd be up," Gary said, releasing Yoshi, who he 
had been carrying by the arm. 

"I wasn't. Man, where do you keep meeting these girls gramps?" Jason said, rubbing his 
eyes as he looked over the Asian bombshell before him. He didn't even stop to wonder 
why his grandfather had been carrying her in the first place. 

"I'm more than you could handle kid," Yoshi said, rubbing his sore arm. 

"You never know, I might surprise you," Jason said.
 
"I know I'd surprise you," Yoshi said with a sly smile.

"This is Yoshi Jason, Jason, this is Yoshi," General Bodarko said. 

"So you found him," Nadia said, looking over Yoshi. "How much trouble did you 
manage to stir up?"

"Christ everyone, don't treat me like I'm a kid, I didn't do anything wrong," Yoshi said, 
unintentionally sounding like an impudent child.

"Yoshi, just shut up, okay?" Nadia asked, still tired. "Me and the general have to talk. 
Inside the car, the driver can take a walk around the block." Walking out the door, she 
closed it behind them.

"What's that all about?" Yoshi asked.

"Long story," Terra said, coming down the stairs. She finally understood what that phrase 
really meant. "Where were you?"

"Classified," Yoshi said, nodding towards Jason. "Dinner go alright?"

"It was fine until sis went ape shit and took my car," Jason said. 

"What was her problem?" Yoshi asked.

"I don't know, she was taking a shower and then she just freaked," Jason said, knowing 
there was something going on that he wasn't being told. This would have been far from 
the first time something like that had happened.

"Nadia had to go in to use the bathroom," Terra said. Yoshi let out a knowing nod, seeing 
Jason's quizzical face. The wheels were turning, but Yoshi doubted he would figure it all 
out. 

"So what are we going to do?" Yoshi asked.

"Wait for Nadia's dad to talk to the government I guess. What else can we do?" Terra 
asked.

"We'll talk later," Yoshi said having planned something for a while.

"When I'm not around?" Jason asked, feeling left out of the conversation. His face said 
what his lips need not; classified. He looked over as his mother left the car, walking 
towards them.

"What's going on?" Yoshi asked.

"Jason, your grandfather will take you home," she said, hugging her child. "Don't chase 
the girls all day, you have to study sometimes too," she tussled his hair, teasing him.

"Goodbye mom, I'll see you soon. And someday you have to introduce me to some of 
your friends," he said, giving Terra and Yoshi one last look.

"I don't think he could handle it," Yoshi said as he watched him enter the car. "But it 
would be fun, wouldn't it?"

"Why would it be fun?" Terra asked, not getting the implications of what Yoshi said.

"Oh, geez. You know, Tom would have gotten that," Yoshi said, suddenly depressing 
him. "You know, we're not too far away now."

"Far away from where?" Terra asked.

"Don't listen to her Terra," Nadia said.

"What do you mean her?" Yoshi asked, offended.

"Well you are a girl now," Nadia said, as a matter of fact.

"I'm a futa, why am I a girl?" Yoshi argued.

"Umm, hello? Look at those things hanging off your chest. Growing a vagina grants you 
entry into womanhood." Nadia said.

"So what, I still have a dick, why does it have to be her?" Yoshi argued. "Did you 
become a guy because you grew a dick?"

"I already had breasts and a vagina. Go down the street, ask and find how many people 
would guess you're a girl. It's going be a thousand out of a thousand," Nadia said.

"I had breasts, they just got bigger, like yours did," Yoshi countered.

"What's your hang up on this anyways Yoshi?" Nadia asked. 

"I have both, so I'm not a woman. I'm a futanari!" he argued.

"Fine, fine, whatever you want to be called. So you want to be called him or he, I got it, 
just let it go," Nadia said, getting tired of the entire conversation.

"No, it should be a whole new set of pronouns. Maybe fe or fer. I don't know, but 
something…what was I talking about?" Yoshi asked, distracted. 

"You said we weren't far away from…somewhere," Terra said.

"Oh yeah, right, well if I remember right, didn't Kyle live near here?" Yoshi asked.

"So what Yoshi?" Nadia asked, knowing where this was going.

"Well, she lived with her family, even kept sending her monthly wages there. If you can 
visit your family, shouldn't Terra get to visit hers?" Yoshi asked.

"What, looking for new girls to meet?" Nadia asked. Yoshi was up to something, but she 
couldn't quite figure it out.

"I, I want to meet my family," Terra said, not having thought much about it previously. 
She had a grandmother, and an aunt, even a cousin her age. Well, not her age, but she 
looked the age of her cousin. She felt like meeting them might fill some hole that her 
mother's absence had left. Or maybe provide some insight as to what she was going to do 
with her life.

"We can't, the only reason that we had dinner last night was because my kids had high 
enough clearance," Nadia said. "And the general was here to chaperone. He would flip 
his lid if anyone else found out."

"When soldiers are captured or…killed in action, their families are supposed to be 
informed, aren't they? She was captured, her family deserves to know. " Yoshi said. 

"Let's talk inside," Nadia said, noticing one of her neighbors coming out. "Where it's 
more private." She said, leading them into the house. She waved once, and then closed 
the door. She didn't want her neighbor to get too good of a look at her.

Terra picked up the pillows and blankets strewn across the floor as she sat on the couch. 
She picked up the remote, turning it on. Her eyes grew wide as she watched.

"Look Yoshi, first of all you didn't have to put the idea in her head, you know? This is a 
really bad time, the general is going to talk to the Prime Minister of the Planetary 
Parliament in," she said, looking at the wall clock, "Five minutes."

"Guys," Terra said, watching the news.

"She has a right to see her family. Besides, the last thing I want to do is be cramped up in 
this place under government watch all day." Yoshi said. Lacking anything to do was the 
most boring thing in the world for a scientist. With no problem that he could solve, 
primarily because he lacked the data, not the problem, he just wanted to get out of the 
house and do something. 

But the biggest reason he didn't want to stay here wasn't a lack of something to keep him 
occupied. He didn't want to be around for when the general returned. He knew he was 
already on his shit list, and if the meeting went the way it should, then things were going 
to get worse.

"Guys!" Terra said, her voice being lost in the crowd.

"What, does she have a hot sister or something?" Nadia asked, suspecting Yoshi of 
something underhanded. "You know your little stunt last night might have made the 
difference in saving Tom and Kyle!"

"GUYS!" Terra shouted at them, breaking up their argument.

"What!" Yoshi said, unintentionally misdirecting his anger. "I'm sorry Terra, what is it?"

"Look!" she said, pointing at the three dimensional talking head on the news network. 

"…the Boston Post Online today is reporting on their main page that there is a 
government run rejuvenation project. While definitive data has not been forthcoming, a 
source close to a subject speaking on the condition of anonymity has stated that the 
project has rejuvenated at least two subjects, one of them in her late forties. The process 
has reportedly restored their looks to that of a late teenager. Further, they are reporting 
that this rejuvenation process has apparently also created hermaphrodites from 
individuals who were women previously. When WWN attempted to contact government 
officials, they were given a response of, quote, "no comment" instead of rebuffing the 
claims. This has been again reported from Lauren Grohl, of the Boston Post Online. Onto 
financial, the government has prepared to," the news report continued, though no one in 
the room listened any further.

"Oh my god, my father is going to see the, oh god in two minutes," Nadia said, dialing 
furiously on her comm.

"There goes the rescue operation," Yoshi said glumly. 

"What did that…bitch…do that for?" Terra said, swearing for the first time she could 
remember.

*

General Bodarko tapped his foot as he read his pad, displaying the sports finals on the 
newspaper, sipping occasionally from his coffee. His appointment had been five minutes 
ago, but this was part of the game. He had to sit quietly, not comment, and look busy. 
And kind of comment would of course be rude. The PM was no doubt just sitting in her 
office making him wait. He had done this whole routine before, she would have him log 
in, do a conference call and apologize for her lateness. And he would have to completely 
understand, and thank her graciously for her time. He looked in the mirror, making sure 
his military dress was appropriate. He put his comm on silent mode half an hour ago, but 
saw that his comm was ringing. He would answer it later, he didn't want to be on the 
phone when it happened. Suddenly his monitor began starting up the secure line, and he 
readied himself for this meeting.

"General, good morning," the PM said. She was an older Pakistani lady, dignified in the 
way that a lifetime politician could be. In her mid sixties, she was relatively young for a 
prime minister.

"Good morning Prime Minister, I thank you graciously for your time," Gary said, 
noticing she hadn't even bothered to apologize for the lateness.

"I assume you have called me because of the leak?" she said, her voice terse.

"What leak?" Gary asked. He was known as being well informed. Now he felt like he 
was back in school and the teacher had called on him to answer a question he didn't 
know.

"You should have checked the news general. Apparently someone has leaked some 
information about the nanobots. Maybe a family relation?" she asked, her regal voice 
laced with irritation that some might not have noticed. A life of service in the military 
had tuned his ears to disappointment that others might not have.

"I see," Gary said, calling up the news crawl on his pad as he talked to the PM, his eyes 
never moving.

"I want you to fill up the leak, legally general. Whoever released the information has 
committed treason and should be arrested momentarily. Take the journalist in for 
questioning, and do it by the books." She said. If looks could kill Gary Bodarko would 
not leave the room except in a body bag. 

"Yes Prime Minister," Gary said. He knew now that any rescue operation was beyond 
hope.

"I will await news of the arrest of the leak and all information pertaining to the project 
that you will gather for review," she said, before ending the transmission. Gary's body 
slumped into his chair. He grabbed his communicator. Not the normal one, the one that 
didn't belong to him. At least, it wasn't in his name, or in anyone's name. It was a black 
box, as he had been told. He pushed a couple of buttons on it, sending it to another 
anonymous box held by a colleague. A simple numeric page, 8, followed by 15, then SL 
was the entire transmission. It was a code message, telling his friend that 8, which was 
his numeric designate, needed to meet him in 15 minutes at the local watering hole, 
'Shore Leave'. He waited for the response otherwise he wouldn't have gone. A 1 
followed by 14 and SL and finished with an AC, for all clear.

*

"It's now or never," Yoshi said, reviewing the news segment. Nothing else of import was 
listed, but he still had to check. "We should leave."

"Why?" Terra asked.

"Remember that debriefing yesterday? Well imagine that for a much longer time. They 
can just slap a treason charge on us, and they can keep us for a year if they want. Just 
complain about overcrowded prisons and finding information," Yoshi said. He wasn't the 
most stalwart man ever, but the prospect of seeing the inside of a federal prison was 
enough to scare him. 

Terra sat there, for once really fearing these things that she didn't understand. Gary 
Bodarko was a nice elderly man last night, now this morning he might lock them up in 
prison? 

"For once I agree. Come on Terra, Yoshi, get everything you need." Nadia said, heading 
up to her room. She changed her clothes into jeans and a smart t shirt, with a hooded 
sweatshirt. She reached into her top drawer, underneath her underpants, and grabbed 
Kyle's gun. Coming downstairs she saw that Terra had changed into the clothes she was 
wearing yesterday, still stained with the various foods she had prepared yesterday. She 
was carrying only a flower in her hand.

"Terra, we don't need the flower right now," Nadia said.

"You said we could go to jail, then who is going to take care of it? It's my flower, and it's 
coming," Terra said definitively.

"Let's just go, what's the harm?" Yoshi asked, motioning towards the front door.

"Damn, I didn't want to take the car out, it's registration is long expired and I don't have 
my ID card," Nadia said.

"Then we'll flash him," Yoshi said, grabbing his breasts for emphasis. 

"And what if it's a woman?" Nadia asked.

"We'll flash her then," Yoshi said grinning as he grabbed his crotch for emphasis.

*

"Say Gary, isn't it a wee early to be taking a drop of the creature?" Asked Mortimer, the 
barkeep at Shore Leave. He always faked an Irish accent to Gary, although he had long 
forgotten why. Just something silly that happened one night after rounds of drinking.

"Just meeting a friend here, I'm going to grab a drink in back," he said, taking his whisky 
sour with him. Gary didn't know it, but Mortimer was designated number two. That was 
why most of their meetings occurred here, it was clean of bugs. He hadn't been told that, 
of course, to protect Mortimer. Just as Mortimer didn't know that he was number eight. 
Looking on he saw his colleague sitting in a booth in the back. 

He took a seat next to him, their voices low. His name was Colonel Solomon; he was in 
the Planetary Information Agency. PIA basically had access to any and everything, and 
went over it all with a fine toothcomb. He was the highest up on the chain before being a 
bureaucrat. If any senator had an affair, or if someone drove drunk, he would know. But 
more importantly was the information he knew that others didn't need to know. The 
collective knowledge of a planetary information gathering service was in this man's 
access.

"I saw the news," Colonel Solomon said. "Quite a brouhaha you brought up lately. It's 
not often I read something in the news I don't expect."

"I know, I didn't even see it until I was in the middle of the meeting. You remember what 
we discussed? Gary asked.

"Oh, you were serious?" he asked, watching as his old poker mate's face sank about an 
inch. That's why they played poker, because Solomon had always made money off of 
him. "Well, in that case, I can have a meeting arranged today. The only problem is that 
these people are recruiters, not abductors, not ferrymen. They have been briefed, but they 
are going to expect further assistance."

"It will be difficult, my position has been greatly compromised," Gary said. "I don't like 
the idea in the first place."

"It's fine Gary, don't worry about that. I can provide them with the technical and 
hardware they are going to need, but they want to mount a rescue operation of their own. 
As for their safety, from what I've read those three are going to be hard to take down. 
And getting there won't be a problem, just getting Tom and Kyle, and getting back will 
be."

"I can't guarantee that they will agree," Gary said. "To be honest I don't want them to go. 
But I know my daughter, she's as stubborn as I am. She'd try to find a way to save her 
friends, just because she'd feel responsible. And if she didn't, Terra would. The last thing 
I want to think of is them trying to find another way to get there."

"I know Gary, but things have begun to escalate. This could get rather tricky, with the 
news from Mars. It could make things easier, it could make things worse. It depends on 
how important they think Tom and Kyle are. My guess is that if they are risking this 
much on a mission they must think he's pretty damned important. But they are fighting 
their rebellion, which is growing by the minute. The people are angry Gary, they know 
they are getting sick. They were lied about the initial attack, it was preemptive to a strike 
that was never planned." Solomon said.

"I didn't know it was that bad," Gary said.

"It's worse. Everyone is getting sick, slowly but surely. Their crops and livestock are 
failing. The people are restless. The kids are protesting daily. They can't come up with a 
way to remove the substance or counter it's effects. Even if they wanted to migrate en 
mass they couldn't, don't have the transports, and neither do we. It would take seven 
months if we started sending every ship today. Unless someone finds a solution, they are 
done for," Solomon said, sipping his drink.

"Are we looking into a solution?" Gary asked, taking a sip.

"Officially, no," Solomon said, scratching his nose. It was a tell, which meant they were. 
"Hypothetically though, we haven't found anything that would work. Nothing to remove 
the substance, nothing to balance it out, nothing to protect the people down there and 
we've tried everything. Including just building a giant damned sun blocker." He had 
considered the nanobots, but the problem was that they wouldn't solve the problem in 
keeping the food supply. Yet he didn't want to tell that to Gary, always keep some things 
held close to the vest.

"Set up the meeting. I have to be elsewhere," Gary said, finishing his drink in one gulp. 
"If you can include the information we have about the radiation, do it. Maybe Yoshi can 
come up with something, or maybe they can use it as a bargaining chip."

"Here," he said, tossing a pack of gum towards his friend. "Change the code to the 
numeric sequence on the gum wrapper," Solomon said. "And I am sorry to hear about 
your reassignment."

"Reassignment? Do I want to know?" Gary asked. Taking the gum and putting in his 
pocket he rose.

"No, you don't want to know. It's not final yet though, I am working through some back 
channels. Things are slightly difficult, you understand, especially with the current PM's 
view of the military," Solomon said. The current prime minister was voted in on her 
platform of peaceful solutions, and as such she saw the military as an impediment. "Take 
it easy Gary."

"Take it easier Solomon," he said, fixing his uniform before heading out. He handed 
twenty dollars over to Mortimer before leaving out the door. Leaving to track down his 
granddaughter and her roommate to be arrested for treason. Then probably his little girl 
and Yoshi and Terra too. He sighed as he checked his communicator. The team would be 
ready at his call. 

*

Yoshi wanted to drive, but Nadia had insisted that she be able to. Her reasoning was that 
the car was in her name, and she could pass a DNA test if it were administered. Besides, 
she pointed out she could always say she was her daughter, which would explain the age 
difference. And it was her damned car anyways. Yoshi begrudgingly took shotgun. 

The car was one of the new family ones, designed to be big and safe. Nadia had bought it 
six years ago, when she was still driving her son and his soccer team to practice. They 
had enough room for another half dozen passengers. Terra was in the backseat, and using 
an old shirt she had found she managed to secure the plant into a seatbelt. The drive 
wasn't a long one, with the new superhighways it would take only two hours to get from 
Boston to the small town in Connecticut. 

"We're being followed," Yoshi said, looking back. He had noticed the same car driving 
behind them for half an hour now. A small black but otherwise nondescript car, always in 
a different lane, always fifty feet or so back.

"Then why don't they just pull us over?" Nadia asked.

"Maybe they're setting up a trap?" Yoshi offered. He still kept his eye open as the drive 
continued. Nadia did everything that she could to drop their tail. She had been so focused 
on everything that she hadn't noticed it in the first place. Whoever it was, they were 
being stupid. She had changed roads and lanes so often that the tail was given away a 
long time ago. But what was the sense in following them if they weren't going to spring a 
trap, or pull them over? They had to know where they were going, it's not like they could 
just drop off the face of the earth. Either way, she kept on driving. She got close before 
she even noticed.

"Did we lose them, or did they just hang back?" Yoshi asked. 

"I don't know," Nadia said. "They were tracking us well, but who knows for sure?"

"Here we go," Yoshi said, pointing towards a two-story house to his left. "That's it."

Terra could feel her heart race as she looked on. Her eyes grew wide with wonder just 
looking at it.

"I'm going to keep an eye out," Yoshi said. "Make sure our tail doesn't crash in on the 
family reunion."

"Just be careful, and comm me if anything happens." Nadia said, closing the door. Yoshi 
pushed himself into the drivers seat, thumbing through a pad he had brought. It had a 
number of theoretical computer models that emulated what was happening in space. If 
nothing else it beat crosswords.

"So, did you ever meet my family?" Terra asked, fighting her instinct to run in and bang 
on the door.

"Yes, once. Your mother lived here at the time, and when she was on leave we 
approached her with the project. She had signed up for it, but we had to conduct an 
interview. We couldn't tell her everything, but we told her enough, and were here to 
explain things to her family. What we could explain and what they could expect. Not that 
anyone could have expected anything like this," Nadia said, pushing the doorbell.

"Yes?" came the voice of an elderly woman, as she opened the door. Her posture was 
bad, and Nadia could tell that she had to be at least pushing seventy. She was short, only 
five foot four with her arching back, with long lightly colored red hair marked by gray in 
parts. She carried a cane, one of the old oaken ones with no rubber stopper. It looked 
hand carved and had been stained; with some writing on it she couldn't read. She wore a 
simple white shirt with black pants "My goodness, is that you Kyle?" she asked, staring 
at Terra's face.

"That's going to take some explaining, Aednat Byrne, right?" Nadia asked, to which she 
nodded. Terra thought for a second, realizing she hadn't even known her own last name. 
It hadn't mattered to her, but as she thought on it, she realized that she like the name. "If 
we might come in?" she asked.

"Of course, of course, was going to put some tea on, would you like some?" she asked, 
letting the two of them in. "Erin, brew up some tea, we have company!" she shouted as 
she lead them to the kitchen.

"Now young lady, have we met?" she asked, her voice returning to normal. This woman 
had the ability to turn it on and off like a light switch. 

"Yes we have, but you might have some difficulty believing it. My name is Nadia 
Bodarko, we met a long time ago, about your daughter Kyle," Nadia said, wondering if 
this old woman was completely working upstairs.

"Oh we did? Must have forgotten it, the mind wanders sometimes. Now was that when 
Kyle left to military training, or the other time she…uh, where did she go again?" Aednat 
Byrne thought to herself. It was there, somewhere in the back of her mind, she just 
couldn't seem to pull it up. "Erin, tea, now!" she shouted upstairs. It was followed shortly 
by the sound of footsteps racing down the stairwell.

"I'm sorry gramma, I was trying to get homework done," Erin said as she tumbled down 
the stairs. A girl with crimson hair barreled into the kitchen. She was in fine shape for a 
girl her age, fifteen. She looked on at the guests. "Who is…Kyle? Is that you?" she asked, 
looking at Terra.

"Oh-ho, maybe once we treat our guests with a little hospitality we can get some answers 
from them," Aednat said as she watched her granddaughter start boiling the water.

"Your daughter Kyle agreed to join a project being run by the government, Miss Byrne," 
Nadia said.

"It's Aednat deary, I should have told you that before," she said, watching as Erin poured 
the tea. "What do you want with your tea?"

"Oh, um two sugars and a splash of milk," Nadia said. "For both of us."

"So Kyle joined up with some project?" Aednat asked.

"Remember gramma, the one to help her because she couldn't have a baby?" Erin tried to 
remind her grandmother. She handed a cup of tea to the three of them.

"Oh right, of course," Aednat said, warming her hands up on the teacup. "So was it 
successful, is that why she's here?" she asked. 

"I'm Kyle's daughter, Terra," Terra said the first thing she had since she got there. 
Without saying a word Aednat walked over, hugging the young girl. Terra's eyes got 
misty, with only a sentence the old woman believed her instantly.

"I have a cousin?" Erin asked, her mouth gaping wide open as she watched her 
grandmother and cousin embrace. 

"I knew that you had some Byrne in you girl," she said as they hugged. "So Kyle finally 
settled down and got married?" she asked.

"Not quite," Terra said, her throat choking up a little. 

"Oh, well that's not mine to judge, the lord will guide her. But where's your mother? And 
how did she hide you for this long?" Aednat asked.

Before Terra could answer the front door was opened, as someone came through. With 
both hands full of groceries from the store, she looked on, wondering who the hell these 
people were.

"Ah, Cathleen deary, look what the cat dragged in," Aednat said, finally releasing Terra 
from her embrace.

"What?" Cathleen said as she entered the kitchen. She handed the groceries to her 
daughter to put away as she looked at the visitors, trying to make sense of everything. 
The girl in front of her looked like Kyle did almost a century ago, and there was 
something vaguely familiar with this brunette girl.

"Cathleen, right?" Nadia asked, offering her hand. Cathleen shook it warily. "You 
probably don't' remember me, my name is Nadia Bodarko."

"I remember meeting a Nadia Bodarko along with a Tom…something, who were part of 
this project with my sister. But the Nadia that I met was about fifteen years your senior 
missy. I don't know what you're trying to do here, but whatever it is we're not buying," 
Cathleen said. "And shame on you for trying to fool an old woman!"

"This is going to be very difficult to explain Miss Byrne. Your sister was diagnosed with 
ovarian cancer when she was young, right?" Nadia asked. This wasn't going quite as well 
as it could.

"How did you know that?" Cathleen asked, some of her anger being replaced with 
curiosity. There was still plenty of anger left however.

"When I showed up we spoke about how we were going to try to make it possible for her 
to have children again, right?" Nadia asked, trying to acquire some amount of trust.

"What is this nonsense? I did talk to someone about that, but young miss if you want me 
to believe for one second that you are the same person as she, well then," Cathleen said, 
being interrupted by her mother.

"I did not raise you to be rude to a guest. You want to hear an explanation? Then keep 
quiet and let her speak. And she never fooled this old woman for a second." Aednat said, 
pounding her cane on the floor, upset at her daughter's actions and speech.

"The same treatment that she underwent I underwent, and it has rejuvenating properties," 
Nadia said, choosing her words carefully.

"The hermaphrodites?" Erin asked hastily, earning a dirty look from her mother. No one 
had noticed as she put away the groceries, but now all eyes were upon her.
 
"Where did you learn something like that young woman?" Cathleen asked. Had she been 
alone with her child, she might have smacked her in the back of the head for such dirty 
language.

"It was all on the news! For reals! They said the government was using something to 
rejuvenate people and make them hermaphrodites! It's true, I didn't make it up!" Erin 
said, seeing dubious looks from her mother and grandmother. She didn't notice the look 
that Nadia and Terra gave each other.

"The reports on the news aren't entirely accurate, but that is essentially true," Nadia said 
slowly. "Cathleen Byrne, this is your sister's daughter, your niece Terra."

"It's nice to meet you," Terra said politely as she offered her hand, unsure of how her 
aunt would receive her.

"That is impossible! Erin, go out now," Cathleen said, not wanting to argue in front of 
her daughter. Or to have her daughter hear the crazy story that these two were trying to 
sell. It was going to be hard enough to convince her otherwise, especially with Aednat's 
encouragement.

Erin walked out the doorway, looking back on her cousin. 'She really does look like 
auntie Kyle' she thought as she grabbed a hooded sweatshirt before closing the door. 
Walking out she noticed a car she had never seen before, so she decided she was going to 
investigate.

*

Yoshi looked at his pad. The information was too simplistic, partially a problem of the 
fact he didn't know anything about the specific makeup of this unknown mineral that was 
magnifying the UV rays. Thus the computer models were inaccurate.

"Heya miss," drew him slightly from his deep concentration. He looked out the window 
and saw Erin, who was standing outside of the car.

"Yes?" he replied, not paying much attention to her as he continued looking over the 
data.

"Do you know what a hermaphrodite is?" Erin asked. She wasn't born yesterday, if there 
was a new car with a new person who looked incredible just like the women inside, 
chances are they were together. And Erin wanted to try to get some information.

"You mean a futanari," he corrected, frowning at the data result. His conversation with 
the girl was hardly the matter of his focus.

"What is it?" Erin said, thinking on the word. She didn't know what it meant, hadn't 
heard it before. She just assumed it was the Japanese equivalent.

"Well it's a person who has both sets of functioning reproductive organs," Yoshi said, 
giving a dictionary description.

"So like, they can be pregnant and get people pregnant too??" Erin asked, the gears in her 
mind working.

"That's it exactly. The difference between a futanari and a hermaphrodite is that the futa 
can be both impregnated and can impregnate, whereas a hermaphrodite will generally 
have only one set of working genitalia, or sometime neither function correctly," he said, 
changing some variables on the pad.

"How does that work?" Erin asked, trying to commit everything he was saying to 
memory.

"Nanobots…" Yoshi said, stopping himself as he realized what he was saying to this girl. 
Realizing what he had already explained to the girl, he asked "Why are you so interested 
in this anyway?"

"My new cousin Terra is from my aunt and she's a hermaphrodite. You know them, 
right?" Erin asked.

"Oh, your Terra's cousin. Yeah, it's pretty much the story, she's a futa too." Yoshi said, 
looking towards the house as he heard yelling coming from inside. "That can't be good."

"I'll go check it out," Erin said, walking back into the house. As she entered she came 
right into the middle of a conversation between her mom and her cousin's friend.

"You can just get the hell out if you expect me to believe a crazy story like that!" 
Cathleen yelled. "Go, just leave, now!"

Terra's eyes were filling with tears. She didn't know what to do, her mouth was dry, and 
her breathing was strained, her hands shaking. After meeting her grandmother, she 
thought that she had found her way to some kind of home, some kind of normalcy. She 
gave out a kind of unquestioned love that Terra had always imagined family as being. 
Now her aunt was breaking her heart. 

Erin could see the sorrow in Terra's eyes. Walking over to her she grabbed her hand, still 
shaking in her own. Without hesitation she pulled her cousin away from the table.

"What do you think you're doing?" Cathleen asked, angry that her daughter would 
disobey her and angrier still from the conversation.

"I'm showing my cousin to my room," she said meekly, practically dragging the girl by 
her arm as she walked to the staircase.
 
"Erin! Erin!" her mother shouted.

"Let her go," Aednat said. "I still need more convincing anyways.

Erin walked up the stairs of the house, ignoring her mother's shouts behind her. Ever 
since she was a child she had always hated to see people in pain, to see people cry. And 
this was her cousin. She led her cousin to her room, turning the light on. Terra went to the 
bed, laying down she began to sob into her cousin's pillow.

"I'm sorry," Erin said, grabbing a tissue from the box on her desk. "Mom is…well she's 
just my mom."

"It's okay," Terra said, taking the tissue and wiping her eyes. She tried to get the tears 
that were soaked into the pillows as well, but the salty water had always stained the 
pillowcase.

"So you're my cousin, that's awesome, we have to totally hang out. But how old are you 
anyway? You look like you're my age, and unless auntie Kyle had you when she was ten, 
it doesn't make sense," Erin asked, trying to cheer the girl up by changing her mind. She 
didn't know about Kyle's abduction.

"Mom," Terra said, her emotions from the loss of her mother combined with the 
reception by her aunt had gotten the best of her. "Mom got herself pregnant, and then I 
came out,"

"So what's a nanobots?" Erin asked, intrigued. Her attempts to change Terra's focus were 
working.

"It's a tiny robot that goes into your cells, and can change things," Terra said. "It can 
make you better if you're sick, or fix a cut if you get hurt, all kinds of things."

"Like making you a, a 'food a nay ret'?" she asked, mispronouncing the world.

"I think its futanari," Terra said. "But yeah, I'm a futa, I guess, I didn't make up the 
word. When I was a baby I grew really fast because of them. That's why I look as old as I 
do, I'm really about a week old," Terra said, blowing her nose.

"That's awesome!" Erin said. The girl's interest in her was making her feel better. "So 
you have a penis too, that's so cool."

"I, I guess so," Terra said.

"So what's it like? Having a penis I mean?" Erin asked.

"It's kind of hard to explain. It's like, having a clit that just grows and grows and grows, 
but when you are going to cum, it's like you pee out in short bursts. But the feelings are 
incredible," Terra said, explaining it was difficult because of a lack of reference points.

"I'm so jealous, how can I get one?" Erin asked.

"I don't know if you can," Terra said honestly. "Maybe if you get nanos?"

"Well that would still be cool," Erin said. Terra got up and threw the tissue in the trash. 
She was finished crying, for now. Talking to her cousin had changed her mood. On her 
way back she looked at the girl's trophy case.
 
"That's me and by best friends Janice and Frank, from our class trip to the museum." She 
said, pointing at a picture on the case. "Like that? We won the state championship game 
for basketball that year. I almost got the MVP too," Erin said, pointing at the gold colored 
trophy. "I won the baseball MVP though last year, when we went all the way in the 
independent league," she said pointing towards a picture of her holding a trophy with 
about two dozen girls behind her. "I'm pretty good at basketball and baseball, do you 
play?"

"I haven't really played, so I guess I'm not really good at it," Terra said truthfully, 
watching as the girl went towards her closet.

"Ah come on, it's not that hard," she said, digging through her closet. It took her only a 
couple of seconds to find a couple of gloves and a baseball. 

"I, I don't know if we should. I mean, I don't want to start another argument," Terra said. 
While she had finished crying, she was still shaken up.

"Let's go out back, if we go this way they won't see us," she said, grabbing her school 
team's hat before heading towards the set of stairs on the living room side of the house. 
Terra followed her cautiously. She was correct, they were able to sneak through the other 
set of stairs, and out the backdoor into the backyard. Erin handed Terra a ball and a glove.

Putting on the borrowed glove, Terra grabbed the ball, throwing it towards her cousin. It 
landed about six feet short and two feet wide. Erin started to laugh.
 
"Hey!" Terra said embarrassed. "Don't laugh at me!" 

"I'm sorry, it's just that you throw like a girl. Nobody probably taught you," she said, 
picking up the ball and walking towards her. "Here, now hold the ball in your hand like 
this," she said, positioning her cousin's fingers. "This is called a four seam fastball, it's 
real easy to throw, just hold your fingers like this, and throw like I do," Erin said, 
imitating the action of throwing a baseball. "Just aim towards me, and do exactly like I 
do," she said as she ran about twenty yards back to the other edge of the backyard.

Terra aimed and threw the ball just like Erin had shown her. 

"God…bless it," she said, almost letting a swear slip. If her grandmother heard her she 
would flip her lid. Terra ran over to her cousin, she didn't know what was wrong; she 
accurately got the ball almost exactly to where her glove was. "You got some pepper 
girl," Erin said, taking her glove off and shaking her hand. "You should be a pitcher, that 
was like a hundred miles an hour, and you didn't even wind up. I don't think Gerry 
Gutierrez could have gotten a homer off of you," she said, referring to the current all time 
home run leader.

"Are you okay?" Terra asked.

"Oh I'll be fine. I think I'm going to have to teach you how to throw a change up 
though," Erin said with a smile. "Either that or a curveball."

As Terra got her lesson in America's pastime, Nadia and Aednat had managed to calm 
Cathleen down somewhat.
 
"How and why could this have happened?" Cathleen asked.

"It was an unplanned pregnancy, of course. Here's a copy of a DNA test we had taken as 
part of our cooperation with the government debriefing. It verifies Terra's DNA as being 
almost identical down to the polymer with Kyle's," Nadia said, handing her a paper. She 
could have handed her an Egyptian papyrus, or the original edition of Beowulf, nothing 
made sense to her except that the information was listed as the same. 

"So I'm supposed to look at this and…what exactly?" Cathleen asked.

"This is the genetic DNA test, it proves Terra's parentage. Take another test yourself, all 
it takes is a strand of hair or a fingernail clipping. That girl is your niece," Nadia said, 
trying for all she was worth to convince this woman, which seemed like turning the tide.

"Use your eyes daughter, open your heart," Aednat said. "You were but a child then, but I 
accepted you into my house with no questions asked. Is it so hard to do it to another? 
This is your sister's child. If you choose not to believe it, then so be it, I believe it and 
welcome her. Remember, this is still my house, and so long as blood pumps through this 
old body of mine, she is welcome," Aednat said. She had listened for almost an hour, but 
she was sure after only a minute.

"How can you be so sure?" Cathleen asked. While she often argued with her mother, she 
always respected her words. 
 
"How can you not be? Open your eyes, she looks just like Kyle did on the night of the 
prom. Open your ears, she has the same sweet voice as your sister. Open your heart, 
daughter, and let family in. We have little left in this world now, just the lord and 
family," Aednat said. "We cannot afford to lose either."

Cathleen mulled it over in her head. While she had been upset at first, largely because of 
her sister's abduction and her supposed transformation into a hermaphrodite that 
impregnated herself, the story seemed so bizarre and yet so believable. Everything was 
consistent with what little they had told her before her sister had left for the project, and 
this Nadia's slow and thought out explanation showed she cared for Terra, and had the 
patience to explain everything. And the knowledge that she had on her sister was almost 
encyclopedic. She sighed, looking out the window. The two girls were playing catch in 
the midday sun on the chilly October day. She could remember when she used to play 
catch with Kyle as a child.

Opening the back door, Cathleen yelled out "Erin, you and your cousin should come in so 
we can decide lunch!" Both Erin and Terra's mouths opened wide as they ran towards the 
back entrance. 

"Terra," Cathleen said as Terra came near. Her voice was subdued, a rarity for her. "I 
owe you an apology for my behavior. Everything seemed so bizarre, but that doesn't 
excuse my actions towards you. Please forgive me, I want to get to know my niece," she 
said. 

"Thanks," Terra said, her tears of sadness replaced by those of joy as she hugged her 
aunt. "I want to get to know my aunt."

*

"Oh my god Michelle, look at this!" Lauren said, amazed at the number of page views. It 
was over a hundred million different views, not even including the people who went to 
see the translated versions.

"You owe me so much for that lead," Michelle said. She knew that the only way she 
would ever figure out what was going on would be to make her mother explain it to her. 
She was sick and tired of everything being classified. 

"Do you have any idea how many people have been calling? They want me on 
Worldwide News Network!" she said excitedly. This might just be her chance to break 
into journalism, and it just dropped right into her lap. She heard the doorbell ring, and 
walked over to the door. "Oh, uh, hi. Michelle, your dad is here!"

"Dad? What are you doing here?" Michelle asked, feeling a sinking feeling.

"Under general order 1.95, you are hereby placed under arrest for releasing classified 
government information, considered treason by the court system. You have a right to a 
fair trial by your peers in a speedy fashion. You have the right to legal council, which 
will be provided unless you choose otherwise. You have the right not to incriminate 
yourself, if you so choose. Anything you say will be recorded for use in the investigation 
and future court appearances." Gary Bodarko said, his voice never wavering during his 
recitation of the suspect's rights.

Michelle almost laughed at her father. "Oh gramps, you have to be kidding!" she said, 
covering her mouth.

"I'm afraid not," he said, as four military police entered the apartment from behind him. 
"Lauren Grohl, you are going to be taken downtown for questioning, if you would like to 
have council it will be provided unless you choose otherwise. You have the choice of 
cooperating or not, that decision will determine how the investigation continues," Gary 
said. "Let's go gentlemen," he said, leading two of the military police down to the car. 
The remaining two was to fill out the other part of the warrant, which was to conduct a 
search of the premises, including the computer systems, which were thankfully already 
turned on.

*

Despite the arguments that they had earlier, the family Byrne sat down and ate lunch like 
they had been together for ages. Nadia beamed with happiness as she watched the women 
come together. Terra had felt for the first time since her mother's abduction happy, really 
and truly happy. After a light lunch, Erin decided it was time that Terra learned how to 
play basketball.

"So, what is going to happen anyway?" Cathleen asked Nadia, as they watched Terra and 
Erin play basketball. Terra couldn't play much defense, but she was accurate.

"With Kyle? I can't say for sure. The government isn't too likely to do much now that the 
information has gotten out. It isn't like the old days when you could just hire a ferry to 
Mars and spend two weeks in a transport. We still have our fingers crossed, but…" Nadia 
said, shaking her head. "I wish I could tell you something better."

"It's not your fault. Still, I just wish I could see my sister again. It's been so long now 
already," Cathleen said. "Who's she?" she asked, pointing towards Yoshi as he walked 
into the backyard.

"Hey, uh, did you forget about me?" Yoshi asked, walking down the side of the house.

"Oh god, Yoshi I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it's just we got to talking and I had to," 
Nadia said, trying to explain.

"Forget it," Yoshi said. He had forgotten about everything anyways as he buried himself 
in his scientific study. "There's some girl knocking on the door, you might want to get 
her."

"It must be Janice," Cathleen said, walking towards the house. Before she got there, 
Aednat and another girl came out the back entrance. A shorter skinny girl wearing a 
school uniform exited the house. Her jet-black hair was wrapped up in a neat ponytail. 
Terra could notice the sun shining off of her glasses as she stepped into the sun.

"Hey Janice!" Erin said waving at her friend as she rebounded the ball. 

"Hi Erin, I'm sorry, I didn't know you had company," she said.

"Oh yeah, Terra, this is my friend Janice, Janice, this is my cousin, Terra," she said.

"Hi," Terra said, catching her breath.

"Hello. Wait, cousin? I didn't know you had a cousin," Janice said, confused. She about 
Erin's aunt but this girl was too old to be her child.

"Neither did I until today," Erin said. "Do you want to play some ball?" she asked, 
knowing what the answer would be. Janice almost never played basketball, except for 
when she had to in phys ed. She always asked her though; she never wanted to exclude 
Janice from anything she was doing.

"Oh, no thanks," she said, pushing her glasses up. "I just wanted to come over to remind 
you about the math test tomorrow." 
 
"I completely forgot about that," Erin said. "I hate math."

"I was going to ask if you wanted to study together, but you're busy," Janice said.

"No, you should stay," Erin said to her friend. "We were just getting to know one 
another, come on, we should do something together."

"No, that's alright, I should study anyways," she said.

"You should stay, really," Erin said one last time. "Come on, we'll do whatever you want 
to do!"

"I didn't have anything planned, I was just going to see if you wanted to study," Janice 
said. "I was just going to read this new story I bought anyways," she said, opening her 
backpack and showing the pad she had copied the story to her friend.

"The Umar ruins? Another fantasy book?" Erin asked. Jan nodded as she put returned the 
book to her backpack. "Let me know if it's any good, maybe I'll borrow it from you. Of 
course I have about a dozen stories you let me borrow that I still have to read," Erin said, 
giggling. 

"Well, I'm going to go back to my grandparents and study," Janice said.

"Wait, you should sleep over tonight, we can have a girl's night, just the three of us," 
Erin said.

"It's Sunday, remember? I have to be back at the school in," she said, checking her 
watch, "Two and a half hours."

"Oh da—ng it," Erin said, almost slipping another swear. "I'll see you at school then 
Jan," she said.

"Yeah, don't forget to study. Nice meeting you," she said, nodding towards Terra as she 
headed out.

"Nice meeting you too," Terra said, watching the girl leave. 

*

Sergio rubbed his beard as he considered what to do. 'I've gone far too long without a 
drink' he thought to himself as he drove around in circles. 'Why won't Solomon pick 
up?'

"We're running low on fuel, we're going to have to get some," Giselle said, pointing 
towards the digital readout.

"We can refuel at the station up ahead," Sergio said. He had driven around this street too 
often, and he didn't like it. It made him too open, too inviting of a target. 'But where am I 
supposed to go?' he asked himself. There was always something to do up there, where he 
always was. 

"No, I don't want you stopping off to refuel yourself," Giselle said disapprovingly. 

"What do you mean, a drink won't hurt!" Sergio said with a laugh.

"Ah, but you never stop with one, do you?" she asked rhetorically. "And down here there 
are things to hit at any time."

"If you wanted to drive so much, why didn't you just ask?" Sergio said.

"You know you are the only one with an identification card," Giselle said.

"Why hasn't he answered?" he asked.

"Let me see," Giselle said, looking at the communicator. "Did you put it in right?" she 
asked.

"Sure I did!" he said. "I put it in just like he told me, the number, followed by the 
problem code, followed by the contact me code," Sergio said, reading off the instructions 
he had been forced to remember, since he wasn't allowed to write them down. 'Solomon 
and his wretched security precautions were too much.'

"Yes, that's right. Then you have to push send, Sergio," she said, pointing to the button 
on the comm. "It's getting dark anyways, let's just find the closest hotel and get some 
sleep. Then you can drink until your heart's content."

*

"So where are you staying tonight?" Aednat asked, sipping from yet another cup of tea. 
The six had just finished a giant dinner of vegetable stew, with colcannon potatoes and 
soda bread, and Cathleen and Nadia had joined in drinking a cup of tea. Yoshi would 
have preferred a stiff drink, but that wasn't an option. Terra was content to just drink 
milk, having disliked the bitter taste of tea earlier.

"Oh, we're going to drive back to my house, it's back in Boston," Nadia said. 

"Oh don't bother deary, just spend the night here. It's getting late, and those super 
highways are deadly at night. Everyone wants to drive into an early grave," Aednat said, 
shaking her head.

"We don't want to be a bother," Nadia said. Part of her didn't want to go home, because 
she didn't know what to expect. 

"Oh come on, you should totally stay over, me and Terra can have a sleepover, it'll be the 
best!" Erin said.
 
"I don't know, you have school in the morning," Cathleen said, knowing she was fighting 
a lost battle.

"Oh come on Mom, I'll be in bed by eleven just like every night! How often do I get to 
spend time with my cousin?" she asked, knowing the answer was obvious to everyone in 
the room.

"I for one could go without another two hour car trip," Yoshi said, looking out the 
window. He had kept checking, seeing if the car tracking them would show up. 'If they 
don't know where we are, it's probably for the best, for everyone involved. But if they 
know we're here, are we putting these people in more danger, or are we sparing 
ourselves?' he thought to himself.

"I want to spend the night," Terra said. Something about being here, about being in these 
walls seemed so familiar. It seemed so inviting, like there were memories that were living 
in the walls. Sitting at the same table her mother had as a child, playing in the same 
backyard gave her a sense of purpose and a feeling of belonging she was missing. 

"Then it's decided. You two girls don't mind sharing the guest room, do you?" Aednat 
asked.
 
"It'll be fine," Yoshi said, before Nadia could respond. 

*

Sergio picked up the comm. He almost forgot to say "John's dry cleaning" when he 
picked it up. He had indulged in a drink or two too many.

"What is it?" Solomon asked, working late because of all of the events going on. Not that 
he got home early too often, there was always something going on somewhere that 
needed attention. 

"The women, they have taken a trip," Sergio said.

"I know, they have gone to visit family, why did you bother me?" Solomon asked.

"We didn't know what to do. We don't want to be…compromised," Sergio said, 
searching for the right word.

"God man, you couldn't wait to drink? Put her on the phone," Solomon said, never using 
names.

"I'm here. We didn't want too many people to see our faces, to see our car. We must 
keep a low profile. We weren't sure who they saw and whether to change plans 
accordingly," Giselle said, thankful to be on the phone rather than trying to wrestle the 
details out of the mouth of a drunk.

"It's family. Approach when they leave. Everything else is still in place. Do this 
tomorrow, if you can leave by the middle of the afternoon it's for the best," he said.

"Understood. Until later," Giselle said.

"Until later," Solomon said, copying their cover phrase. If they had been compromised, 
she would have simply said goodbye. It wouldn't have aroused suspicion, but it would let 
him know what had happened.

*

"Don't you have to study?" Terra asked, looking at her cousin's desk, with her school 
pad sitting on it.

"Oh, don't worry about that. I can barely add two plus two, one night isn't going to make 
a difference. Besides, I sit next to Janice, so I can copy off of her if I'm lucky," Erin said 
with a grin. It had worked in the past, except for that one time the teacher had them take 
different tests, that was a disaster. Taking home an absolute zero wasn't fun, and she had 
been grounded for two weeks.

"Oh. Is your friend okay?" Terra asked. She had felt like something was off with the girl, 
but didn't want to say anything rude to her.

"She's always been like that. I think she just didn't want to get in the way of our little 
family reunion," Erin said, digging out her sleeping bag from the closet. She hadn't used 
it since camping a few months ago, but her mother had made her wash it out before she 
put it away. 

"She could have stayed," Terra said.

"Oh, I know, and so did she. I just think she just didn't want to impose." Erin said. "But 
it's fine, we've been friends since forever. And we'll be friends til forever. She's just shy, 
it's no big deal."

"Alright," Terra said, still unsure. She didn't know the girl, didn't really know her cousin 
very well either, and didn't want to come in between the two's friendship.

"So tell me about yourself. What do you like to do? What kind of music do you listen to? 
Do you go to school? Oh my god I wish I didn't have to deal with the nuns anymore," 
Erin said, frustrated like most children her age at school.

"Um, I don't go to school. I guess I could, but I never started," Terra said.

"I guess you're a little big for kindergarten, " Erin said, giggling. Terra joined in, 
laughing at the prospect of going to school with all the little kids, like in the picture her 
mother had shown her. "But what else about you?"

"I don't know, I really haven't figured it out yet," Terra said honestly. "I like plants, and 
nature. I like my friends, and my family."

"Uh huh, well I guess it's weird. I sorry, I mean I'm talking to you like you've grown up 
normally, uh sorry. I mean, you're like, only a week old, and you haven't had the time to 
know what you like," Erin said, trying not to offend her cousin. "Like, for music, or TV, 
or boys."

"I haven't really liked boys," Terra said. "I mean, I like Tom and Yoshi, but not 
like…uhm…"

"Oh, so you like girls?" Erin said, surprised. 
 
"Y-yeah," Kyle said, blushing. "I, I mean it's not that I don't like boys, I, I just haven't 
met any yet."

"Oh," Erin said. "Can you keep a secret?" Terra nodded. "Promise?"

"I promise," Terra said.

"I like girls too. I mean, I've only had sex once, last year with my boyfriend. But I've 
always liked girls," Erin said, confessing to only the second person. She had told Janice 
once. "Have you ever, you know, been with a girl?"

"Yes, twice," Terra said. She didn't know why, before she had felt perfectly at ease 
talking about sex. But ever since that night at the facility, after she had sex with Nadia 
and…everything else happened, she felt weird about sex. Like it was wrong.

"Wow, you really get around girl. Who were the lucky girls anyway?" Erin asked.

"Uh, well, promise not to tell?" Terra asked.

"Of course," Erin said.

"Well, it was only one girl, it was with Nadia. The first time was when I was just a girl, 
the second time was after I grew my penis," Terra said.

"Wow. I never thought about having a penis to have sex with a girl. I never had sex with 
another girl, but I guess it'd be like a strap on, but better with a dick," Erin said, an erotic 
image forming in her mind. "So what's it like? I mean, being with a girl?"

"I don't know how to explain it. And she wasn't a girl, not really. I mean, what was it 
like being with a boy?" Terra asked. 

Erin stopped for a moment, trying to think of an appropriate answer. "Okay, good point, 
but what was it like doing it with a dick?" Erin asked.

"It's…hard to explain. You take it, it's throbbing and full of blood. You push it into a wet 
and tight girl, she surrounds you and her body seems to draw you in. As she relaxes you 
push it in and out until it erupts. But the feelings are incredible. I don't know, how do you 
describe when you cum?" Terra asked. "I'm sorry, it's hard to explain sex like that."

"It's okay, I think I get what you mean. It still sounds incredible, I wish I had one," Erin 
said.

"Girls, it's already eleven, I want the lights out when I get back in five minutes," 
Cathleen said.

"Alright mom," Erin replied. She rolled out the sleeping bag, and handed Kyle a couple 
of pillows. "I'm sorry I don't have a cot or anything. Your friends are sharing the guest 
bed. The sleeping bag is pretty comfortable though."

"Well, good night then," Terra said, getting on her knees as she began her nightly 
prayers.

"Good night cous, I'll see ya in the morning." Erin said, turning her lamp off before 
getting into bed.

*

"So Nadia," Yoshi said.

"What is it?" Nadia asked, trying to will herself to sleep.

"Everyone's asleep, you know," he said, grinning lecherously in the dark. 

"So?" Nadia asked.

"Do you…you know? Want to get freaky?" Yoshi asked, putting his hand on her 
shoulder.

"If you so much as touch me when I'm sleeping, I'll cut them off myself," Nadia said.

"They'll grow back," he countered.

"Then it'll become my new hobby," Nadia said.

"Alright, can't blame a futa for trying," Yoshi said. He wouldn't touch her if she said no, 
but he couldn't help but try. While he wouldn't mind getting in Nadia's panties, he was 
no rapist.

*

Terra opened her eyes, her mind foggy. She was back in the facility. She looked left, and 
then right, she was surrounded by darkness. She reached her arms out, finding nothing. 
She began walking, soon running, but there was no escape from the utter darkness. She 
stopped, her blood run cold as she heard gunfire. Suddenly there was a crack. A slim 
openness far in the distance, and she ran to it, trying to get out. Trying to escape from the 
darkness, the inaction, and the fear that was almost immobilizing. She ran, faster and 
faster, at the fastest she could, her shins splint, her feet sore, her lungs heaving deep 
breaths as she eventually burst out of the darkness.

But she was too late, it had already happened. Nadia's body, covered in bullet wounds, 
her blood running like the river Nile, flooding the floor as it would the riverbanks. Terra 
ran to her, grabbing her in her arms, but she wouldn't move. She shook her, gently at first 
but violently later, only forcing more blood to pour out her body. Hot tears poured down 
her cheeks as she tried to revive her friend, but to no avail, Nadia's body lay limp in her 
arms, her blood covering Terra's arms. She should wake up, should get up, but didn't, no 
matter what Terra did.

She closed her eyes, opening them a moment later to see herself with Yoshi, male Yoshi, 
on the table. He was dying quickly, his blood was pouring out like water out of a hose. 
His skin was pale, his eyes rolled in the back of his head, his breathing strained and 
shallow. She just stood there, immobilized by fear of what had happened. She looked for 
Nadia, wishing to god that she could come, would come and help him. She thought to 
herself, 'Nadia can't come, she's dead. She dead and it's my fault.' She looked at Yoshi, 
the scanner next to him showed he had died. She ran to his body, trying to do anything 
that she could to revive him. 'He's dead too, and it's my fault!' 

Running out of the room she tried to escape it, tried to leave it all. She passed by the body 
of Nadia, now disheveled and rotting, like a picture she had seen of war. She ran away, 
running away from what she had done, or rather what she hadn't done to stop it. 

Turning the corner she broke down as she saw her mother and Tom, one atop the other, 
covered in bullet wounds, their combined blood forming a pool. She fell to her knees, 
trying to wake them, trying to bring them back. But there was nothing she could do. She 
looked down on her hands, they seemed to be stained with the blood of all of her friends. 
All of them were dead, because she had been born. Because she had lived and because 
they tried to protect her they were gone. All dead, dead and gone forever because she had 
to live. It was her fault, she wanted sex, and she wanted to sneak out in the middle of the 
night. Should have stayed up, should have stayed with her mom. Her own greedy desires, 
her own childish wants. Maybe she would have been okay, maybe Nadia wouldn't have 
left, maybe her mom wouldn't have gone out for her, she could have been there, done 
something…

Blood stained her hands, she tried to wipe them, tried to clean them, but nothing would 
wash away the blood of her friends. She tried to run, tried to escape, but she couldn't 
escape, couldn't leave, and couldn't do anything. She looked down on the face of her 
mother, watching as she said "You're fault," her voice scratched and raspy as a sickening 
black congealed blood flowed out.

*

Terra shot forward from the floor, her body covered in sweat, her breathing heavy as she 
awoke. She tried to wipe the memories of her dream, but they wouldn't go away. 'Was it 
my fault, was it because I wanted to have sex?' She never thought that, but now as she sat 
on the floor, she couldn't help but remember the vivid images of the dream. 'I did want 
sex I did sneak out. Should I have stayed there? Should I have been with my mom? 
Would I have done anything even if I was there?' she thought to herself. As her breathing 
slowly returned to normal, she realized she had to relieve herself. 

She walked to the bathroom, still feeling shaky. The nightmare had really affected her. 
She sat down on the porcelain, realizing for the first time she was peeing through her 
vagina instead of her penis. She flushed the toilet and stood up, and looked at the shelf, 
seeing a number of framed pictures. She recognized the members of her family. She 
stopped at a picture of what must have been her aunt's wedding. She looked at the 
wedding party, seeing her mother wearing the bridesmaid dress. It was a beautiful long 
red dress, almost matching the color of her hair. She looked so happy, standing by the 
side of her sister, holding a bouquet of red roses. 

"I'm going to get you mom," she said; making a promise to herself and her family that 
they would be together, while a single tear streamed down her cheek. "I'm going to get 
you mom, I don't know how, but I'm going to get you."


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