From Earth To Heaven - Chapter Three

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Miles apart from one another but always together. His death could happen at any moment but he adapts to his new life as she tried to come to terms with it.

Short Story - From Earth To Heaven

It took a while but I started writing another short story. I have tons of stories and ideas stuck in my head but the worst penmanship known to mankind.

Or we can all make a circle around the nighttime campfire as I tell the tale of how a common man became King of Mars and the treasures he tempted the Earth with. As he and his family lived a hellish life but held on to their vision of heaven. And don't forget, tornado surfing.

Either way, enjoy.


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What's The Connection?

STORY ONE....

Many years ago, Al Capone virtually owned Chicago. Capone wasn't famous for anything heroic. He was notorious for enmeshing the windy city in everything from bootlegged booze and prostitution to murder. Capone had a lawyer nicknamed "Easy Eddie." He was his lawyer for a good reason. Eddie was very good! In fact, Eddie's skill at legal maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.

To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well. Not only was the money big, but also Eddie got special dividends. For instance, he and his family occupied a fenced-in mansion with live-in help and all of the conveniences of the day. The estate was so large that it filled an entire Chicago City block. Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave little consideration to the atrocity that went on around him. Eddie did have one soft spot, however. He had a son that he loved dearly.

Eddie saw to it that his young son had the best of everything: clothes, cars and a good education. Nothing was withheld. Price was no object. And, despite his involvement with organized crime, Eddie even tried to teach him right from wrong. Eddie wanted his son to be a better man than he was. Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two things he couldn't give his son.....he couldn't pass on a good name and a good example.

One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision. Easy Eddie wanted to rectify wrongs he had done. He decided he would go to the authorities and tell the truth about Al "Scarface" Capone, clean up his tarnished name and offer his son some semblance of integrity. To do this, he would have to testify against The Mob, and he knew that the cost would be great. So, he testified. Within the year, Easy Eddie's life ended in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely Chicago Street. But in his eyes, he had given his son the greatest gift he had to offer at the greatest price he would ever pay.

STORY TWO....

World War II produced many heroes. One such man was Lieutenant Commander Butch O'Hare. He was a fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft carrier Lexington in the South Pacific. One day his entire squadron was sent on a mission. After he was airborne, he looked at his fuel gauge and realized that someone had forgotten to top off his fuel tank. He would not have enough fuel to complete his mission and get back to his ship. His flight leader told him to return to the carrier. Reluctantly, he dropped out of formation and headed back to the fleet.

As he was returning to the mother ship he saw something that turned his blood cold. A squadron of Japanese aircraft was speeding their way toward the American fleet. The American fighters were gone on a sortie, and the fleet was all but defenseless. He couldn't reach his squadron and bring them back in time to save the fleet. Nor could he warn the fleet of the approaching danger. There was only one thing to do. He must somehow divert them from the fleet. Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove into the formation of Japanese planes.

Wing-mounted 50 caliber's blazed as he charged in, attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another. Butch wove in and out of the now broken formation and fired at as many planes as possible until all his ammunition was finally spent. Undaunted, he continued the assault. He dove at the planes, trying to clip a wing or tail in hopes of damaging as many enemy planes as possible and rendering them unfit to fly. Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron took off in another direction. Deeply relieved, Butch O'Hare and his tattered fighter limped back to the carrier.

Upon arrival he reported in and related the event surrounding his return. The film from the gun-camera mounted on his plane told the tale. It showed the extent of Butch's daring attempt to protect his fleet. He had in fact destroyed five enemy aircraft. This took place on February 20, 1942, and for that action Butch became the Navy's first Ace of W.W.II, and the first Naval Aviator to win the Congressional Medal of Honor. A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29. His hometown would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to fade, and today, O'Hare Airport in Chicago is named in tribute to the courage of this great man. So the next time you find yourself at O'Hare International, give some thought to visiting Butch's memorial displaying his statue and his Medal of Honor. It's located between Terminals 1 and 2.

So what’s the connection?

Butch O'Hare was Easy Eddie's son.

How My Dad Bought My Mother Chapter 6

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Chapter 6: Following in Dad's Footsteps

How My Dad Bought My Mother Chapter 5

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Chapter 5 Expanding Our Family

How My Dad Bought My Mother Chapter 4

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Chapter 4 Becoming a Family

Going to the mall to replace our damaged clothing is fun; especially when someone else is willing to pay the bills. The first bit of fun was watching dad exploring a place he had only visited during grand openings. He was amazed at the many types of small stores under one roof. But the clothing stores were the ones he dreaded the most. With the exception of a few t-shirts, all of dad’s clothes are tailored made for him. He considers the phrase “off the rack” as being barbaric.

But he stayed the gentleman as best he could as three women shopped like never before. The only place he didn’t enter with us was Victoria’s Secret. He figured I would be a bit embarrassed with him watching me looking through different styles of underwear. He figured right. Mom and grandma had a field day as they bought an assortment of the sexiest kinds. I just choose briefs but mamma threw in a lot of bikini and thong styles as well. It took a while but I really love wearing them now.

Once back home we were greeted by four people from dad’s tailor. He called them while we were shopping for underwear. Before we could go to our rooms to rest, we were shuttled to another room for privacy as our complete measurements were written down. We were then informed that our new clothing would be ready within a few weeks. Once again proving how much dad really hated off the rack shopping.

The next day Dad talked to us about sending me to a private school. I stated that I really wanted to stay in my current school where I could be near all of my friends. Dad worked quickly for by the next morning he had hired off-duty police officers to patrol the school. When I returned home from school, I noticed his fatherly love towards me. On my bed was an envelope with $1,000 in it. My weekly allowance as his note stated. He also installed a 75 inch TV set in my room. With a satellite hookup of every know cable channel possible, minus the porn channels.

Plus gaming systems like the Wii, PlayStation and the Xbox hooked up to the TV. He also included over 30 games for each of the gaming systems. I went to grandma’s room to complain but she was relaxing in her new $10,000 massage chair. She said it was like having an orgasm. I basically gave up and went back to my room to look over my new iPad, iPod and iPhone.

On some mornings mom would carry me to school. On days when she needed to be in class early, dads’ chauffeur Lori would carry me. But then she would spent the whole day there until it was time to come home; dad’s orders. It was stressful at times but she kept her distance so I could be with my friends.

Two of the things dad asks us to do were first; to wear an emergency device in case of well, emergencies. On this devise, I can press a button to send out a signal for help plus to communicate with the person(s) listening in. In case it was a false alarm or to explain what the problem is. I wore mine as a bracelet. The 2ndthing he asked us to do was to surgically install a tracking device in our butts. In case of a kidnapping, we could be quickly rescued. Reluctantly I agreed as it took a few days for the swelling and pain to die down.

All this came in handy a few weeks later at school. As we were going back inside to change from gym class, there were two other male students waiting around. They lived in the same apartment complex as I did. They curiously asked about the owner of the car who had visited our place. By their reputation, I really didn’t want to be near these guys as they kept getting closer and closer to me. Their conversation started to get more disturbing as by now I had already activated the bracelet on my wrist.

The things they were saying, of what they wanted to do to me, were very frightening. They were grabbing and touching me in places. They then grabbed ahold of my arms and legs; forcing me into an outdoor storage room. I was crying and begging them to stop. They didn’t see that Lori and the school Principle were running towards me as they were forcibly pulling off my cloths and continuing their lurid comments.

Lori didn’t waste any time in doing a roundabout kick to the back of the 1st guy’s head. He fell to the ground cursing violently. Lori then grabs the 2nd guy’s hand. She proceeded to twist his arm around causing him to let go of me. As his by now rotated arm was nearly twisted out of his arm socket. She swings around and does a karate-like fist chop right where the arm joint is connected to the shoulder. He falls to the ground screaming in pain.

Lori then goes back to the 1st guy. With both of her hands clutching the sides of his head, she rams her knee into his approaching face. As he is falling back to the ground, she quickly takes the bottom of her foot from that same knee and sends it crashing into his chest. Like a hammer on a nail, she planted his chest cavity hard to the ground as he was by now completely unconscious.

She returns to the 2nd guy who is by now trying to run away. She grabs the back of his neck which causes his good arm to fling around. As if he was trying to hit her. But she grabs the arm and pulls it so far behind his back that it sent cracking sounds echoing through the air. She proceeds to ram his whole head into the ground as one would use a shovel to dig a hole in the ground.

This left him in an unusual position with his ass sticking completely up in the air. She maneuvers to one side of him and held her arms up in a defensive position. Then she proceeded to take her steel-toe shoe and field goal kick him right where his penis was by now becoming liquefied. Both of his arms were visibly and horrifically separated from his shoulders. The only sound heard by now was a girl nearby screaming in terror. Lori quickly looked them over to see for any movement.

She then proceeded to run over to me while commenting to the Principle saying, “This is a small sample of what your daughter is learning in the Army.” Earlier the Principle was chatting with Lori about his daughter who had recently joined the Army. But my alert had cut their conversation short. Lori took off her coat to cover me up as my gym clothes were nearly completely ripped off of me. I wouldn’t call it a fight as she took them out in less than two minutes.

The police and ambulance arrived as by now everyone thought the two boys were dead. Dad was notified by the security team of what had happened and called to see if I was alright. Mom came rushing to the school to comfort me and to take me home. The two guys were taken to the hospital and later booked at the police station. A few days later I got a chance to see just how scary dad could be. And to know that he really does care about us.

Grandma, mamma and I were in the security office watching and listening through a security camera in dad’s lawyers’ office as they talked with the parents of those two boys and their lawyers. The parents’ lawyer wanted money to hush everything up and to pay all the boys medical bills. Dad did all the talking. But what he did first was to play the recorded conversation the boys were saying to me on that day, including raping and kidnapping me for money. I could see the boys’ parents squirming in their seats.

Their lawyers wanted dad to stop the recording but dad kept playing it. One lawyer began threatening multiple lawsuits about illegal recordings. Of going before a judge to block dad from releasing the recording to the public. As mom and grandma held on to me, I could see that dad never took his eyes off the parents of those boys.

I still remember the different tone of his voice as he was talking to them saying; “That was the sound of my daughter crying. They were in the process of raping her. To hold her against her will for money. How the hell do you think she feels? That her parents feel. Don’t you even care what they were doing to her?”

One of the dads cleared his throat saying; “Just give us the money. We’re poor and no one cares if the rich bitch suffers or not.” The rest of the parents loudly chimed in with their own unifying comments as their lawyers tried to calm them down. But at the same time they were threatening to sue dad and me for a whole lot of crimes. I’m the victim and I’m listening to these ass-holes treating me as if I was the real criminal. But by now dad had ended the meeting and they left.

Then dad got out his cell phone and made a call. Dad only said, “You got what you need, run the story.” He looked up at the camera and says, “They’ll never bother you again. I promise.” That night, what happened to me was reported on every news agency around the world. The recorded conversation the boys said to me, my screaming for help. The conversation dad had with the boy’s parents and their lawyers was shown. Because we were minors, our names were omitted, but dad made sure that the boys parents’ and lawyers’ names were clearly known to the world.

The boys were sent to a juvenile detention center until they reach adulthood. Then they were sent to federal prison for life. More of dad’s doing. The parents were publically humiliated and had to move away from all the death threats and public harassments they were receiving. Even though their lawyers tried to make a case, they were laughed out of the court system and careers as dad putted it.

For me, I got to see a man use only a few words that told me how important I am to him. I know he did it out of love for my mother but he clearly went way out of his way to do what he did to protect me. School life did eventually return to normal again but I was facing another serious problem. Even though mamma wasn’t feeling too good that day we still had a conversation about my sexual urges.

It was one of the few times where she was the mother instead of the big sister. She really didn’t want me to make the same mistake that she made. Pointing out that she was lucky that her parents supported her and to be have been blessed with the greatest child ever. She really wanted to lose her virginity to the father of her children but never got that chance. She really drove home the message that she wanted me to stay a virgin. I agreed with her but made the point that her constant sex stories with dad weren’t helping.

Mom went to her room to retrieve something for me. Returning, I noticed she was carrying all of her sex toys. She never answered me on why she was giving them away. She only stated that using these would calm the urges. She showed me how to properly use all of them and then left me alone. I then took a nice long shower during which time I had my first orgasm. I felt tired but more relaxed. But I was more embarrassed as mamma would now know why it took me so long to use the bathroom.

Later on I met up with her and grandma, signaling that I had a great bath as grandma chimed in saying, “Oh, I’m sure you did.” My smiling face turned into a look of embarrassment as mamma scolded grandma. That’s when I learned that all those sex toys use to belong to grandma. Granddad bought those for her after he became impotent due to an accident at work. Then grandma added by saying, “Well since she’s inherited them, I can start telling her my stories about her granddad and me.”

With dad away on business, some of the staff was joining us for a girl’s night of doing each other nails and hair while watching movies and eating junk food. Gathering up the food to take to the movie room, mamma started to get really sick again. She began throwing up in the kitchen sink as everyone offered to lend a helping hand. But we also began looking at one another in a knowing way.

When mamma regained her composer, grandma asked her point blank if she was pregnant. Mamma tried to change the subject but grandma, being a mother herself, shot back strongly for an answer. Mamma broke down with an affirming yes. Everyone congratulated her as we carried on with the night’s celebration and entertainment.

All in all I wasn’t worried. But mom was afraid of history repeating itself; pregnant and possibly without a husband or a father for her baby. But dad was returning tomorrow. The family reunion was the following day and mom was a nervous wreck on what dad would say or do. But what we didn’t know was that he already knew.

How My Dad Bought My Mother Chapter 3

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Chapter 3 Meeting of the Lifestyles

During dad’s rehabilitation, mom and dad were able to spend more time together. They each realized that they needed the other. Dad needed to grow a soul, to discover a purpose in life and to become more human. Mom was looking for a better life for me, her only daughter. And hopefully to have a relationship with someone she could open her heart up to trust. At times it was a comedy of errors as other events were growing pains.

I remember the many days when mamma would come home tired but still found time to spend what little she had of it with grandma and me before studying her medical books well into the night. The mornings were spent with dad. It helped her get through her college classes during the rest of the day. She studied every chance she got. Even at the hospital where she worked during the evenings and weekends, she found time to study.

She also noticed a huge pay increase, mostly of dads doing, which helped us out greatly. She never mentioned it openly to dad about it except to say that she would habitually thank him for all his help whenever they said their goodbyes. Mom wasn’t one to take handouts from anyone especially from strangers. But for dad she was starting to open up. She had closed herself off to having a relationship many years ago when my biological father ran away in her time of need.

She often said that I was a one hit wonder. Making the point to grab and hold me tightly as she would continue to say that I was a wonder of love from God. But I still would always feel as if her life would have turned out better if I was never born. But as she appeared more youthful in nature and full of life due to the man whom I came to call Dad, I began to see the hidden blessing from God.

Our dinner conversations at night were almost X-rated at times. She would talk about changing his bandages and giving him his daily bath. She would go into great detail about undressing him as his rather large manhood would stand erect as she removed his underwear. Even in too much detail about his ‘accidental ejaculations’ due in part to her massages and/or bathing technique. Grandmother made the point of asking if they were having sex yet. But mom never gave a clear answer; always stating that she wanted to get married first.

When all his casts came off things got more interesting for them. Dad’s entire home was under reconstruction by this time. He had moved into a vacant room in the servants’ house. Even when Dad was cleared by his Doctor and no longer needed mom to visit him, she still visited him anyway. They would have breakfast together and walk around his property. Showing off his wealth as mom called it. All eyes of his servants and personnel security were watching them. All of whom mom noticed were primarily female.

Dad has still to this day a small fetish of sorts. With the exception of his chauffeur, the house servants, grounds keepers and his security team were almost all women. That changes just before we moved in with him when his chauffeur retired. He was replaced by a former female Army Sargent who knows how to use nearly every form of military weaponry and knows several forms of martial arts; which I got to see in action later on in my school life.

It took a while for dad to understand why mom was so upset. Mamma thought he was having sex with some of the workers. But no matter what dad said, she was getting more emotional about it. She finally calmed down once the other house staff stepped in to talk with her. And as most of them were originally of Mexican or Cuban descent, they ended up talking in great lengths for hours in Spanish about dad and his family.

Many of the women on dad’s staff have been working there before dad was born and remember changing his diapers. They told her of the fights dad and granddad got into as well as many other stories about dads’ family. When his entire family died, they helped him get through it. They were the only stable thing that kept dad sane until mamma showed up and gave him a purpose in life. Mamma was a little taken back to find out that six of the women working there were all related as another worker has two daughters who also works there as well.

The house staff has been working there for so many years now that they have no real understanding on how to survive in the real world. They live and work there. They never had to pay utility bills, rent or other types of payments of any kind like regular working people do. They need dad to survive as much as he needs them.

As to why dad only hires women was due to an incident many years ago when two butlers were sexually assaulting one of the maids. Granddad fired them after they were caught raping her. The butlers were later arrested and are still in jail to this day. Also dad’s brother ended up moving to Europe for a while. He took one of the maids to a party but crashed the car, killing her, when he tried to have his way with her. Dad never spoke to him again.

The security team that watches the house and dad are former military women from different branches of the military. They are all highly trained as many of them haven seen combat duty. Mamma could see them walking around, patrolling the area. They never entered the house except the kitchen for lunch and/or a quick snack the chef would make for them. It took time but she opened up and began to put more trust into dad. She putted a lot of hope of him being faithful to her as he had been promising.

As Dad was fully recovered, he attended company meetings and looked over the interest of his company and the employees. He stated that he felt more alive and was more driven to lead the way for the company instead of running away from it. With his nights more freed up, mamma invited him to our home for dinner. She had us cleaning our small apartment at least three times. We also prepared a full Mexican style dinner for him. Even though we live in an area that’s not exactly a low income place, the image of dad pulling up to our apartment in a Rolls Royce Phantom really stood out quite a bit.

The chauffeur stayed with the car as dad entered our home. Dad was pretty much taken aback by the size of our place. Mamma had already told us that the entire apartment could fit inside his bedroom. It was a tight fit for all of us to move around in there but dad stayed the gentleman. Grandma kept looking at him and making little comments about him in Spanish. But the dinner went well as afterwards we sat in the living room looking at old photo albums as grandma told embarrassing stories about mamma and me.

At the end of our dinner date, mom and dad said they goodbyes at the doorway as nearly the entire apartment complex seemed to be waiting outside to see who the owner of the Rolls Royce was. Mom was on cloud nine afterwards. We quickly straightened up the place and went to bed with the sounds of mamma having another orgasm in the bathroom; again. A few days later she came home saying that dad was going to return the favor and invite all of us to his home for dinner. We went shopping that night as mamma wanted us to look our best but grandma was having doubts about their relationship.

The night of our dinner date, the Rolls Royce picked us up and carried us to meet dad at his home. It was like a royal visit as the car pulled up to the entrance. Servants were there to open doors for us and guide us through dad’s home to the family library. I thought grandma was going to have a heart attack by the size of the place. But as dad entered the room to greet us, grandma started talking in Spanish.

She kept asking about their sex life and if he was going to be faithful to her or not. She also kept asking about wanting a tour of the place to see how rich he really was. By the time we made it to the dining room grandma was asking mamma if they were going to get married or if this was just a fling or something. But then dad did something that stopped my grandmothers’ talking in mid-sentence that to this day makes her feel really embarrassed.

Dad turned towards her and took out a small jewelry box. He opened it towards grandma to reveal a large diamond ring. In the most perfect form of Spanish, he asked grandma if she thought if this was a good size engagement ring for her daughters hand in marriage. The look on grandma’s face was priceless. Before she could recover to give an answer, mamma chimed in to say that dad had been taking Spanish lessons since they first met. Grandma just stayed speechless as her eyes were glued to the ring.

But in another swift movement he turned towards mamma and presented his offer for her hand in marriage. This was also the first time for her seeing the ring and she too was left speechless. But her composure returned in time to give an answer. Repeating it a few more times of a reassuring “Yes” as we were all being seated at the table to enjoy a celebration of their engagement. Even though the kitchen was a good distance away, we could tell that it was abuzz with news of mom and dad’s engagement.

We were served a five course Mexican style dinner. Grandma later admitted that it was way more delicious than the meal we had prepared for dad. But she only told us that in the car as we were returning home. After dinner, dad gave us a tour of his home; twenty five bedrooms with twelve bathrooms and 4 half bathrooms, office rooms, a library, dining room, two living rooms and a more formal living room, two elevators plus a kitchen that could cook a meal for an army unit was all that grandmother could take before needing a break from all that walking around.

She was then told about the indoor heated pool, the outdoor pool, Jacuzzi, sauna room, exercise room, bowling alley, movie room, a huge garden that was adjacent to a large wooded area that was set up with nature trails that encircled a rather large lake fully stocked with fish were just a few more things grandma and me tried to grasp of how rich dad was and still is to this date. Mamma knew of all these things but for grandma, it was getting late and she had to get home to rest and to take her medicine.

It was clear that the evening was a huge success on all levels for mom and dad. They were seeing each other for breakfast the next morning to go over details of the wedding. We all said our goodbyes and were driven home. But we were to return there within a few hours due to events that happened at our apartment complex.

While we were at dinner, there was a police raid on a meth house next to our apartment complex. As the police raided the place, an explosion erupted that shot out flames onto our apartment complex that caught on fire. Arriving home, all three of us rushed out of the car but a police officer held us back as the fire fighters worked to put out the fire. At the same time this was happening, the chauffeur was calling dad to let him know what was happening.

Very quickly he showed up to comfort us. When the fire was out, we noticed that our apartment was OK from the outside. But inside there was lots of smoke and water damage. We were going to have to find a new place to live as mamma thought about staying at a hotel for a few nights. But dad made other arrangements for us. He spoke with the police officer in charge then ordered two people from his security office to come and keep an eye on our place. He then got us back into the car and to his home.

The staff had already prepared rooms for us as we went to the living room to figure out what we were going to do next. Grandma and mamma were still shaken up a bit but dad spoke to them as if he was giving a speech to the Board of Directors. He offered his home to us as we looked for a new place to live. He even offered to have all our belongings moved here to be sorted through and hopefully salvaged. As it was getting late into the night, mom agreed to it. The next morning we got a good glimpse into the world dad lives in.

It was Saturday morning as we were awakened by a knock on the door. Servants entered each of our rooms and directed each of us to a different bathroom to bath and prepare for breakfast. When we returned to our room, the beds were already made and cloths were prepared and laid out for us to wear. Much like how dinner was served for us last night was the same way as servants were at the ready for breakfast.

Dad went over the itinerary for the day. We would meet with the movers at our apartment. A security officer would stay to monitor and direct everything. Then we would go shopping to replace our clothing and other personnel belongings. Dad had already made arrangements for the hospital to give mom some time off from work and to send over a refill of all of grandma’s medicines. Mom had already called Aunt Pricilla and Uncle Antonio to update them on her engagement and the fire.

Many of the staff members were on hand to offer their support and prayers to us. But as for how long we were to stay here was up to mom and dad. And by the way they were acting more as a couple now, it was clear that we were going to be living here on a more permanent basis. I kind of half knew this would happen eventually. But it never really set in that it would be this soon. I was a bit scared but for grandma, she was in 7th heaven. She found the massage chair in the exercise room as it would become a hassle just to get her out of it every day. She too had come to making herself at home here.

Our life had just changed dramatically. And it was going to change even more for me as I tried to get use to this new lifestyle and dad’s involvement in it. Looking back I’m glad he did the things he did but in those moments, I was really struggling. Plus as Cinco de Mayo was nearing, dad was about to really see what a Mexican family get-together was going to be like. And yet he still married mom anyway.

How my Dad bought My Mother Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Dad

The many moments of our life are simply the pieces of a puzzle that make up who we are. Only after our death do we look upon the masterpiece of the life that we have created. To many people those pieces never change or are altered in any way. But to those like my dad whose pieces were destroys and/or damaged beyond repair are forever hollow and a void of a true life. That is until new pieces can take their place.

Dad was the middle child of three. Pressed like a flower in a book as dad puts it. His older brother Markus was the image of rich snobbery. If he wasn’t bossing the house staff he was getting the girl of the week pregnant. He understood the business my father had been growing over the years to the point to make sure there was enough money to go on his monthly ski or beach trip.

His baby sister Kelly was forever lost to the dark side. She shops, parties and was a member of the drug of the week program. If she wasn’t in the hospital for her monthly abortions she was getting cleaned out to make more room for her pill addiction. If she wasn’t running up a bill on her dad’s credit card for new cloths and jewelry it was used to pay off lawyers and judges to get her out of jail. She understood the family business that it created a lifestyle for her to find a husband to continue her way of life.

Dad was the oddball of the three. He partied like his brother and sister. Had his fill of women at every oportunity. He did dabble a bit into drugs until one night when his doped up brother nearly killed them in a car wreck. He was a quick learner of many skills for at age six while his father was attending a meeting; the chauffeur taught him the art on betting on horses. Dad was so good at picking the winner that his father gave the chauffeur a huge raise.

By ten dad could read a business contract with such ease that granddad would have him attend meetings and plan out different things for the many companies granddad controlled. Dad attended the best Universities and had countless tutors constantly drilling him on how to be a business man. It was one of those tutors that dad lost his virginity to when he was just fourteen years old. A gift from his father.

But dad had no heart in it. No desire or will to be a part of the family business. He and his dad would have huge arguments that ended with them not speaking for days. It was more of a master/servant relationship than as father and son between the two of them. Dad did escape from time to time much like his brother and sister to parties and trips but his dad would always find and drag him back to work.

Grandfather or Markus the 3^rd, as dad called him, was a man lost in his work. Shrewd and cutthroat to getting what he wanted at all cost.  A man who made Ebenezer Scrooge look like a Saint. To him his family was props to be used when needed for his own end. He didn’t care what his wife and kids did just so long as they did their part. If that meant marrying his kids off to other rich families or have his trophy wife be fucked by a judge, congressman, potential business partners or all three then so be it as long as the end justified his means.

Grandmother Stephanie was a lady at one time. Born into a rich family, she never knew what it was like to be poor. Dad said that one time she called 911 for help because she didn’t know what a refrigerator was and needed help locating it in the kitchen. A gorgeous woman who’s main job was to be a breeder for her husband and a play toy for the men my grandfather needed to control. She did all the parties and social events needed but mostly she could be found shopping for clothing and jewelry, with her boy toy or taking expensive trips to who knows where.

Dad and granddad would have their little bonding talks from time to time. One such time dad asked him if they were really related. Granddad replied that he has all the evidence of who is or isn’t and left it at that. But as the years passed dad became more involved in the family business as he realized that it kept him from being around his own family. In time his dad was making the company more profitable and a bigger success than by the way granddad was running business. A talent that sealed his fate.

When dad was twenty six years old, he married the daughter of a TV tycoon. Dad didn’t have a say in the matter. Their marriage would unite both companies and by-pass dozen of laws to make both of the couple’s parents even more richer. He knew his wife Jenny from school and was dreading the fact of being married to a woman who didn’t know how to shut up. She would make racial comments of all types as her God complex knew no limits. Others refused to correct her out of fear of reprisals from her father.

In public they presented themselves as a loving couple. In private she acted as if she owned everything; always ordering everyone around her like a slave owner. My dad put his foot down and simply ignored her needs. Jenny looked to my dad as a stepping stone to an endless array of alimony husbands and my granddad and dad knew this. But this marriage was planned out by my grandfather for something that would cause my dad endless heartache and grief for years that would eventually lead him to my mother.

My grandfather had put together a huge family trip to Verbier, Switzerland. Dad’s entire family was going as well as Jenny and her entire family. They traveled in the family’s custom 767 jet plane. Everyone was there for the trip except for my dad. As dad was in control of much of the daily business, he had to stay behind to close a business deal.  He was to join them a few days later but the plane carrying his entire family had crashed into the Atlantic ocean.

The FAA ruled it as accident due to poor maintenance but the real shock came with the reading of the will from his and Jenny’s parents. Basically, everything went to dad. He became a billionaire in control of many companies. The responsibility was mind blowing for him but he dove into it as best he could. Once he got the feel of running these companies it became easier for him. But the pressure was slowly growing.

Less than a week after his parents’ death he received a letter from his father. In it his father opened up to him. He expressed his love for dad and a few more things that shocked dad. His dad was dying of cancer with maybe another year at best to live. With the choice of who was to run the company was a no-brainer. But in-fighting within the family would cause a huge problem. Plus there was the matter of dad’s current wife who was the poster child of a gold digger that even though my granddad hated her, he used her and dad to get her parents company through their marriage.

Dad was also shock to realize that the plane crash was intentional. An FAA official was heavily bribed into making sure there was no mentioning of a bomb explosion. Granddad also left video records of grandma’s sleeping escapades along with DNA evidence confirming who dad and his brother and sister real fathers were. Granddad couldn’t have kids due to a skiing accident. He never told anyone, not even his own wife about it. But if dad was going to look for his real father, it was too late. He was a judge whom years earlier was killed by a gunman while he sat in the park having lunch.

Over time he felt himself emotionally slipping away. With a huge workload there was little time for him to relax. So many people were counting on him to solve all their problems. He did find a few escapes. He fell in love with the movie “Man of La Mancha” when he saw the house staff watching it one night. Dad says that he envied Alonso Quijana for being able to escape his true reality. But the biggest inspiration to him came one morning on his way to work.

Stuck in a huge traffic backup dad was too bored to sleep and with nothing on the radio of interest, he asks the chauffer if he had anything to read. The driver produced a book called “The Edge of Tomorrow” by Howard Fast. My dad still keeps it in his office to this day. In it was a short story called “The Cold Cold Box” that inspired my dad to redesign the entire company structure.

It took a few years and countless lawyers but the restructuring was complete and a new board of directors was put in place to run the newly formed company. And just like in the story, there would be a President who was voted in by the other Board members with term limits and a cap on all of their pay. Dad would still remain the owner of the company with the power to overrule the Board of Directors if he so chooses. Plus dad would still attend important meetings and handle business dealings if needed. But for the most part he became a part time employee of his own company.

It took a few more years to tweak things into place but in time the company was growing and he could now take some time off to finally find himself. What he found was that he hated himself, his family and the super rich. One of the first things he did was clear out his families’ possessions. He let the entire house staff have first pick on all the clothing, jewelry and other possessions in his parents and siblings room. Anything left went to the Salvation Army. Dad even gave away much of his own possessions as well.

He never felt that he had a family. They were just props for his dad when needed. The most meaningful conversation was with the chauffer and the house staff. Everyone else talked business or how to make and spend loads of money. He realized that he had a long way to go before he could find his true self. But by now he was feeling completely empty inside. An empty man in an expensive suit.

He then redid his will. Making sure the staff and chauffer were well taken care of. Then one early morning he got into his personnel car and drove away. On the open road while the sky was still dark he turned on the radio and while listened to the song “Is This Love” by Whitesnake, drove the car off a nearby ravine. He didn’t count on that he would survive. Nor his OnStar service calling paramedics as they quickly got dad to a hospital.

After many surgeries he was in a room all by himself. When he did wake up, he was surrounded by the hospital staff trying to suck up favors from him. That is until mom entered his room. Mom was trying to be funny at first to ease his troubles as she smiled at dad and asked him who he was today. It was really painful but dad said it was the best laugh he ever had. Mom changed his bandages and gave him a complete wash. She even shaved him and combed his hair for him.

Dad said that she wouldn’t shut up talking and by the content of their discussions nor did he want her to. He was getting to know someone without his fame and fortune getting in the way. But what really impressed him was that mom had no problem talking back to him. For as far back as dad could remember, no one dared talked down to him or tried in any way to prevent him from getting what he wanted. Even the doctors and nurses were cautious around dad.

At times mom threatened to have him tied down if he wouldn’t stay in bed. Forced him to eat and one time slapped him across the face when he made an improper comment. Mom said he was high on medication at the time. Dad said it was the last time he ever acted that way and quickly apologized to mom as soon as he woke up from the slap. Dad was in love and beginning to understand that he needed to change. And he put all of his hope into mom as the one who was going to help him to change.

The chauffer and a few house servants would visit and bring things for him to relax. But as dad was nearing time to return home he set in motion to win mom over by the only way he knew how; money. He had people looking into moms past. Then he basically bought the hospital. Meeting with hospital officials he had them present a job offer to mom in giving her a chance of a lifetime to become a fully registered nurse.

At home one early morning he held a meeting with an architect about redesigning the interior of the estate. Afterwards he rested in the living room and waited for her to arrive to begin helping in his physical and hopefully his mental rehabilitation. At the sound of the doorbell he was all happy and giddy. But he kept his composure the best he could as she entered into the room.

They smiled at each other as their courtship had now just begun. They each liked one another as in time they would come to love one other. They will each take their tragic past and set out in building a new life together. Creating new puzzle pieces that in time will produce a masterpiece. 

How My Dad Bought My Mother

Chapter 1 Mom

Not too long ago as I was unpacking into my new place, I came across my old diary that I started when I was about eight years old. Looking through it, I noticed my gullibility of some of the small things going on around me at the time. A few things my mother told me later on in life weren't that surprising as a few other details were. So doing my spare time I started revising my dairy with new info of those great years. About the man whom I came to call dad was pretty much paying my mother to be his wife.

My great grandparents were originally from Mexico. They came to America illegally and fell into the cracks of society and were able to stay in the country. My mother Maria is the baby of the family with an older brother and a sister. When she was 15 years old my uncle Antonio was in the Army as my aunt Pricilla was married and living in another state with her husband’s family. Her dad, Marco was working with the Department of Transportation in building and maintaining the roadways. Her mother, Camilla was a stay at home mom.

At 15, my mother became pregnant with me from a classmate at school. My grandfather almost went to jail when he confronted the boy and his parents about it. The boy said he was going to support my mother but he quickly left school. Even the boy’s parents moved away. My grandparent made sure my mother finished school. Even though mom had to repeat the 11th grade, she did graduate. No one in the family ever spoke of my biological father. His name isn’t even listed on my birth certificate.

By 18 she was able to find work at the local hospital and would eventually become a nursing assistant. The extra income was a blessing for some time later my grandfather passed away. School for me was Ok. Over crowded with the typical social structures but I had friends. For my 8th birthday, my grandmother gave me a dairy. I didn’t think much of it at first. That is until a few months later when my mother came home unusually happy. That’s when I started using my dairy to record these moments.

My mother at this time was 25 years old and just a little over 5 feet tall. She wasn't fat but had a natural muscular built with long black hair that she usually kept braided up or held together with a scrunchy. She doesn’t wear makeup a lot because her face was so beautiful that she didn't require it. With our close age she would from time to time talk to me as a big sister instead of as a mother. I guess as a way to recapture the youth that she lost from having me.

A man named Marvin in his 30’s was admitted into the hospital due to a car wreck. With one arm and both legs broken plus cracked ribs and other major injuries kept him there for a few weeks. Mom would see him every day as she would change his dressings and clean him up. They talked a lot. Mom would say that he would flirt with her about taking her away to a better life. She would laugh it off as a side effect to the medication he was on.

Plus there was a movie that he would watch over and over every day on his tablet. It was called Man of La Mancha. A movie mom said that she could recite passages from it due to the many times she’s overheard it playing. At home I could hear her singing or humming a few of the songs from the movie. It felt good to see mamma happy.

For the burden of taking care of me and grandma, we had to move to a smaller apartment just to make ends meet. My mother grew up fast. Never got to do the things other people her age were doing. That’s mostly why I don’t complain or cause trouble for her. I blamed myself for being the mistake she made. I think mom felt it to from me so every chance she got she would hug me and thank me for being a part of her life. And for those few weeks she was really happy to see this man who made her feel extra special.

The day he was to go home my mother dressed a bit more differently. Working at the hospital there was a dress code on what to and not to wear but she made a brave effort to look extra nice for him. He was still weak but an occupational therapist was going to be checking in on him from time to time to make sure that he was ok. After talking with the doctors and nurses he went over to the nurses’ station.

While still in the wheel chair he talked with mom. He quoted a line from Man of La Mancha to her by saying “There is a remedy for everything except death”. To which mom replied back by saying “Dying is such a waste of good health”. They chatted for a while as the other hospital staff looked on. He then handed her a letter and told her not to open it until she was at home. And with that they parted ways.

Mom came home a little sad but still carried a more upbeat on life. I think she was in love with him a bit. The other staff members at the hospital knew that there were a few sparks of interest in the air. Mom found out that he requested her to take care of him. But the chances that mom would see him again were slim. After dinner she sat by herself and opened the letter. Grandma and I heard her gasp as we looked in on her.

In the envelope was a letter that he had written to her. Also inside was $5,000. Mom quickly scanned the letter and was taken aback by his generosity. He thanked her for taking care of him by focusing his recovery on her beautiful smile and charm instead of his physical pain. He said that he made a few light enquiries with the other nurses about mom and figured the money would be more useful for her. There was a lot more in the letter but to this day mom has yet to let me read it.

After many tears, mom said she was happy to have known a man other than her father who took care of her in her time of need without asking anything in return. The next day mom put the money in the bank and started catching up on all of the bills. That night we had a huge meal as mom bought gifts for grandma and me. I could feel that she wanted to see him again but it would be doubtful. A few days later she was given an opportunity of a lifetime.

An occupational therapist met with my mother at the hospital with a new job offer. The time spent with her could be used as credits to work her way up to becoming a fully registered nurse. She was informed that all her fees would be paid for and time off to attend the classes she needed if she would work on the out-patient care and rehabilitation of a former patient.

My mother was left speechless when she found out that the patent in question was Marvin. The same man she took care of for two weeks in the hospital is the same man she was going to take care of at his home. Mom jumped at the opportunity and accepted the offer. As mom described it, yelling yes across the entire hospital to the offer was orgasmic.

That night mom came home all excited and happy. She hugged grandma and me so hard that it was painful. Once mom calmed down she told us everything then spent the rest of the night in the bathroom doing facials, shavings and other things to look her best for Marvin. At one point grandma and I heard mamma making strange sounds in the bathroom while she took her bath.

Mom told me later that she had an orgasm in the bathtub from thinking about him. Even though I’m not that ready to hear certain things, mom still tells me just about everything. The next morning at the hospital mom met up with the OT Nurse and they left together for Marvin house. The OT Nurse knew something was up between the two and tried to keep a straight face about it.

Upon arriving at Marvin’s home, mom’s stomach was full of butterflies. At one point she wanted to throw up but held it together. They ranged the doorbell and as the door opened, my mother entered into a place that in time would become our new home and life.

Evolution (part 4)

Note: Recently I found an old journal of mine. But due to the way I wrote things down I’m not sure if it was a story idea of mine or something I read or saw on TV. Either way I will write a four part story based on what I had written in the journal.

Evolution

(Part 4 of 4)

Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides. - Lao Tzu

Only the wisest and stupidest of men never change. - Confucius

The passing of a day repeated over a thousand years is only the beginning. For the Shigai it has been that way for a very long time. Once they populated the planet. Unknowingly used as food for the newborn of a conquering race called the Nikushoku-Konchu. Had their DNA changed and modified along with their stolen offspring that was turned into a monstrous form called Pinku Ushi that was used as a primary food source. Then later having their offspring genetically altered again into its new and permanent form called the Nakajinagu.

The Shigai worship the Nikushoku, believing them to be the next step in their own evolution. But for a long time that changed greatly due to the Nakajinagu. They permanently replaced the Shigai in every way possible. They multiplied in larger numbers than those on the planets Konchu no-Su and Aka-Kasei combined as they were carried to other parts of the Universe to fulfill their purpose in life; as food.

Every Shigai stopped going through their so-called evolutionary changes. They were growing old with no ability to fend for themselves against the natural wildlife that was dominating the planet. With no clothing or survival techniques many simply died from their first winter or starvation. Only those who were located near the equator of the planet had a better chance for survival. And many of them barely survived as well.

All over the world, the abandon cities were being reclaimed by nature. As plant life covers them up, weather systems torn them down. With all the technology these cities held, the Shigai had no knowledge of how to repair or replace worn-out parts. But how could they when their whole species had been treated like cattle, never educated on the simplest of things such as fighting a common cold.

It would appear that the Shigai was brushed to the side, forgotten or simply a joke of the Nikushoku to watch them all die a slow death. They would retell stories of the days of greatness and glory of their people and the Nikushoku. Before they were caste out from what they considered Heaven. Leaving many to believe they live a life of hell. Never realizing they were really free.

As time went on, these people survived the best way they could. They copied other animals on how to survive, at times losing their own identity in the process. They were truly at the bottom of the evolutionary scale. Even as the years passed by from generation to generation, they were still affected from the DNA alterations the Nikushoku had performed on their ancestor’s centuries before. But that was about to change.

If a body is sick or injured, it will start working to repair the damage. A baby can be born a drug addict if the mother kept using illegal drugs during her pregnancy. The type of damage the human race went through as they were being turned into the Shigai took untold years for the biological damage to repair itself. Imagine the first children born to the Shigai looking totally different from everyone else. The skin is thicker while giving better protection from the sunlight. Muscle tone for better running and fighting. Their brains more developed to adapt for surviving in the environment around them.

The stories passed down from parent to child over the years convinced the Shigai that these children have evolved into a higher being. These children were looked upon as the savior of their race. Like a Messiah to bring a better world for all their people. But it would take a long time just for the human race to even form a collective society. But these humans did adapt to their environment much better than the Shigai, leading to a division between the two groups. The humans were advancing at a great rate of prosperity while the Shigai surviving by living much like the other animal around them.

In time the human race outnumbered the Shigai who were still unable to adapt and change as the humans has. They were unable to think on the spot when it was time to hunt big game animals, realizing the changing of the seasons or knowing how to improve their way of life. The Shigai were dying out for they lost their identity, their purpose in life. They didn’t want to or couldn’t see a future, only surviving with the dream of returning to the way their life use to be like.

The humans, living longer and healthier, growing in large numbers and knew their purpose in life. And they lived it. The spark of life had returned to them as they believed they were living in a heaven on earth. They saw and understood how nature worked and used it wisely as they built a world for themselves and for their future generations. The human race was on their way to reclaiming their world again. But what of the Nikushoku-Konchu?

They fell into near extinction due to their own hubris. They acted and treated themselves like Gods; failing to realize they could easily be taken out by something so microscopic. The Nakajinagu still roam many parts of the planet but many more were also carried off to other worlds by the Nikushoku-Konchu. For many years the Nakajinagu feasted on any and everything around them. Even though the Nikushoku made sure the Nakajinagu stayed strong and healthy, they failed to take into account of tiny larvae eggs living that were able to live dormant within them.

As the Nakajinagu eats, they inevitably consume fecal matter. Growing inside this decade matter are tiny eggs waiting to hatch. The eggs are located here because their mother lives inside the intestines of many wild animals. She could lay 2,000 to 10,000 eggs a day, making their way outside of the body with the fecal matter where unsuspecting animal would consume it. Other animals can be infected by eating an infected dead animal. And the Nakajinagu are great at eating any and everything.

The Nikushoku never cooking their food as they eat the Nakajinagu. Eventually every Nikushoku became infected by these eggs hatching inside their bodies, growing and multiplying. Eventually they would burrow right through into other body parts. Death was usually followed. By the time the Nikushoku could do anything to stop the infestation, it was already too late. Even the Nikushoku offspring growing and maturing inside the Nakajinagu would be attacked and consumed by these parasitic beings.

By this time the entire landscape of both worlds had been changed dramatically. The humans had repopulated the planet Konchu no-Su (Earth) again but as two completely different species; their original human self and as the Nakajinagu. Their DNA is similar but yet different as it was the DNA taken from the Shigai that created the Nakajinagu. The Shigai had died out by now as they were unable to change or adapt to the world around them.

All the facilities on Aki-Kasei (Mars) were covered in dust by now. The Pinku Ushi was quickly consumed by the Nikushoku and the Nakajinagu leaving all the facilities to completely shut down operations. As they remained unused for so many years, the equipment and computer systems simply corroded away. Without these systems, the constant sand storms simply buried every facility.

A few Nikushoku who did manage to return to this world could not reclaim their past glory. They were looked upon as monsters throughout the world. Cast in different characters throughout time as they all meet the same fate.  In Europe they were the vampires and werewolf monsters. In the Himalayas they were the abominable snow beast, Big Foot in the North Americas and the Chupacabra in Central and South America and in different forms of the Chimera throughout all of Asia.

The Nikushoku with all their power and knowledge lived as if they were Gods. Looking for a way to simplify their life at the expense of others, never realizing until it was too late that they had created their own death. The power to create and alter life comes with a great responsibility. To misuse this blessing only rewards the opposite effect; death. 

The End

Evolution (part 3)

Note: Recently I found an old journal of mine. But due to the way I wrote things down I’m not sure if it was a story idea of mine or something I read or saw on TV. Either way I will write a four part story based on what I had written in the journal.

Evolution

(Part 3 of 4)

You are what you eat. - Victor Lindlahr

Never complain about farming with your mouth full. – A Farmer

A Nikushoku ship that had been orbiting a planet called Aka-Kasei begins its decent to the surface. It makes its way to one of the largest dome structures of the planet that is thousands of miles across and containing a most precious commodity, the main food source for the entire Nikushoku-Konchu and Shigai species.

The ship connects up to the landing structure as robots and machine units connect passageways and cargo areas to the main loading area. As containers are carried to and from the ship, several Nikushoku-Konchu make their way to an office area where others of its kind are waiting for them. After formal greetings the Nikushoku show their guest around the facility.

A facility that is located on a barren planet with a thin atmosphere and not enough air to even breathe properly. As they move around the area, they see the machinery and robots basically running the whole place. Their presents are basically to maintain them and to calm their livestock if they got out of hand, which rarely happens. But mainly to conduct experiments to increase their food stock.

In a huge warehouse area that could house the largest city of the known world, contains a population of over 40 million species the Nikushoku call Pinku Ushi. The whole dome structure contains six such warehouses on a planet that has nineteen more such dome structures on it. In one of these structures is a research facility that these Nikushoku have come here to see the results of an experiment.

They travel pass many caged rooms that look very similar to a Shigai apartment. But instead of Shigai there are several large Pinku Ushi that are well fattened up. Looking over test result, quality and the equipment used to create this breed of Pinku Ushi, going so far as even eating one of them. Seemingly please with the results they continue their tour of the dome facility. A question never asked was how does something so big are able to have offspring. Unable to reproduce on their own, they are given a helping hand from the Shigai people.

Every Shigai females on their home world has one of their ovaries removed by a certain age. The eggs are fertilized by a supply of sperm also taken from the male Shigai. Making sure every egg develops and then grown inside chambers for a certain time. During that time of development, the Nikushoku change the DNA around to increase the body mass and structure. Making sure the best meats of the body develop properly.

Over the years of DNA modification, if a newborn Shigai shows signs of a future defect later on in its life, the Nikushoku will take it to this planet for detail study. Several Shigai babies are collected from time to time for experimental studies at this facility or from some of the Nikushoku who are simply hungry.  The parents are never suspicious due to the nature of their upbringing. They firmly believe the Nikushoku will always protect the Shigai with their life and never harm them in any way. Little do the Shigai know that they are food for the Nikushoku.

A population passing 5 billion at times on this world making sure the Nikushoku and the Shigai population are well fed. Whatever scraps are left over from the newborn Nikushoku along with the bio waste from both species are sent back here to feed the Pinku Ushi. Even some of the Pinku Ushi are processed to feed their own kind if needed.

To describe the Pinku Ushi is a sight to see. Barely able to stand up due to their size, they huddle together for warmth. The Pinku Ushi are unable to properly use the bathroom so they simple pee or poo with no moral thought about where they are. Others of its kind simply eat the waste including whatever foods are placed in their cell off of each other. The Nikushoku breed only females for the extra breast meat.  Also to make sure that no offspring are accidently created.

Their average weight before they are processed is around 1,400 pounds (635 kg). They share a space with about six to eight others of its kind. Water is placed in small pool-like area that is big enough for only one Pinku Ushi.  Even as the water is constantly refreshed and clean, it quickly becomes very filthy as food and waste are constantly mixed in with it while the Pinku Ushi take turn drinking from it.

Their arms and legs are so huge that they only make an effort to move around when they are hungry. To do so, they use their elbows and knees to crawl around on the floor. Their fingers are so huge that they bend together as one. You cannot even see the vagina area due to the extra body mass blocking its view. They have no hair due to side effects of their DNA alterations. As they are all breed to be only females, their breast can weigh as much as 35 pounds (16 kg). Only the high ranking Nikushoku have the pleasure of enjoying these types of meat.

When all the Pinku Ushi in a cage reaches their desire weight, a robot will appear to activate a sensor implanted in their brain that will kill them instantly. The robots then guide the bodies to the part of the floor with a built in conveyor belt that will move them to the passageway conveyor belt that carries them to a processing center in that area. In a short period of time, this group of Pinku Ushi is cleaned, processed and ready for transport to their final destination. Any scraps left over are fed back to the rest of the Pinku Ushi.

The cage is sprayed clean as a new group of Pinku Ushi are brought in and deposited into their new home. They have been age accelerated to look the age of 10 but mentally the age of a newborn. Weighing around 190 pounds (86 kg) they speak in forms of grunts and facial expression as they are not educated but breed for only one purpose in life; as food.

Nearly everything of this species is used. All the blood and fluids are cleaned, processed and packaged with added drug mixtures for the Shigai to drink. The best meats are sent to the Nikushoku-Konchu home world. The bones, ligaments and internal organs are all turned into different forms of food. Even the skin is processed as food or as clothing for the Shigai children to wear. And just like the Nikushoku, the Shigai do not cook their food. They eat it raw.

In time, this new crop of Pinku Ushi will be ready for processing in less than 10 years’ time. And harvest time is every day, somewhere on this planet. Food processed and packaged, loaded up and delivered to two different worlds on a clockwork schedule. Even if the Shigai knew where their food source was coming from, there was nothing they could do. Even though both groups are of the same race, they already looked completely different. The Shigai are slender, healthy and strong while the Pinku Ushi looked more like a mutated pig than an offspring of a Shigai.

In one research lab they are testing a group of Pinku Ushi on how quickly they can shorten their growth cycle. In this group, they were able to speed up their growth in just under five years’ time. They watch their growth even at the cellular level to make sure there will be no abnormalities. If all goes well, the twenty more domes currently under construction will provide a more permanent food source for the Nikushoku-Konchu.

The Nikushoku do have a twisted since of humor. They will place a Pinku Ushi and a male Shigai in a cage together to watch them interact with each other. The male Shigai, who is driven to reproduce, will try to mate with the Pinku Ushi, just as the Pinku Ushi will try to eat the Shigai. As a more twisted sense of fun is whatever the outcome of the game, the Shigai and Pinku Ushi are both left to be eaten by the other Pinku Ushi. Games like this provide the Nikushoku with a more God-like superiority over the whole Universe.

They celebrate their talents of recreating a species into two different life forms. They marveled of the many worlds they have conquered. Their species, with a rather long life span are living on more and more worlds. The Pinku Ushi is the perfect food source for them. And as this planet is used as a food processing planet, they are creating facilities like this on other worlds. But in order to do this the Shigai would have to multiply as well. Or do they?

The visiting Nikushoku enter a test lab where the Shigai race are recreated using a new genetic engineering process. They have finally learned to reprogram the egg and sperm of the Shigai to multiply upon fertilization. From a simple fertilized egg, eight to twelve newborn Shigai can be created.  Plus they are able to rewrite the genetic code of the Shigai to make it into any shape or form they choose it to be. Looking at this new creation inside its cage was a sight

The Nikushoku created both sexes of this new species, giving it a different way of self-reproducing. More breasts were located along the belly. Its arms and legs were made shorter and stronger to easily move around. The face was elongated so they can easily reach the food and water.  This gave it a flat nose connected to its upper lip or jaw. You cannot see the neck as it was part of the upper shoulder and the head. A side effect covers their entire body with short thick hair. The Nikushoku called this new species Nakajinagu.

The Nakajinagu grew well in lab conditions. They would eat anything that it was given. The rottenness of meat to a live Shigai, the Nakajingu didn’t care what it ate. If approved by their leaders they plan to take a few of them to the Shiga home world of Konchu no-Su to see if they can survive there. The Nakajinagu’s DNA had been altered so much so that they look nothing like the Shigai. Plus the area they plan to do their test on the Nakajinagu will be on a series of islands in the northern hemisphere of the planet, far away from the containment cities of the Shigai.

If all goes well, in a short time this new breed will be carried to other worlds to eat anything the Nikushoku will let it eat. In a short time they can multiply there numbers greater than all the Pinku Ushi on Aka-Kasei. In a short time they can replace the Shigai as food for their offspring. In a short time the Shigai, once the human race that considered their species the top of the food chain, will be permanently placed at the very bottom.

(End of part 3)

Evolution (part 2)

Note: Recently I found an old journal of mine. But due to the way I wrote things down I’m not sure if it was a story idea of mine or something I read or saw on TV. Either way I will write a four part story based on what I had written in the journal.

Evolution

(Part 2 of 4)

Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead – Benjamin Franklin

A lie is only part of the truth - Unknown

Far above the planet orbits a series of space stations. Strategically places apart to have a complete view of the planet below. On one of these space stations a newborn Nikushoku-Konchu has just been beamed aboard. Surprised by its new surroundings, other Nikushoku are there to properly greet it and directs it and many other newborns to one of many waiting rooms.

A Nikushoku fly’s above them as the room is by now completely filled up and begins to lecture them on what is in store for their future.  As he settles on a platform above the crowd, the ceiling area starts showing a virtual image slideshow of pictures and videos that correlate to what the lecture is saying.

Boastfully speaking. We are the most powerful, intellectual and superior in every way. Below on this planet we are worship like Gods. And what I am about to tell you if one of the best kept secrets to the Shigai population.  The Shigai believe that we are the next stage of evolution of their species. That we have raised them to a new level of life from the hellish one they use to suffer through. We, in fact, conquered this species centuries ago of their own free will.

Centuries ago we found these people from all forms of electronic signals they transmitted out into space. Watching their world the way it was, we had many options on how to confront them. In the end we decided that the best course of action was a cautious and slow takeover of the planet. We used an array of sabotage tactics to weaken their government systems and controlled many of their kind by using those in key power positions. 

We took control of their internet and computer systems as we decreased many of the planets population through a series of medical epidemics and wars. Selecting what we wanted them to know, who was elected. We also decided what technologies should or should not be developed. We brought them to a point where they couldn’t trust their leaders and were looking for a change. Then we begin our invasion.

 We planned for a series of losses on our side to begin with. Our kind needs a host body in order for the seedlings to grow and consume nutrients while providing protection. We began by planting our seedlings into a few people across the planet. In time the local governments would try to hide this but we would continue on using more host bodies. As they conducted their experiments on our people, we did the same to theirs but on a much grander scale. In time we exposed their world what their government was doing, driving the populous of the planet towards use.

As we increased our program of implanting, we showed these primitive creatures how intelligent we are by creating many new technologies for them to enjoy. We gave those in positions of power, as a way to win their support, the means to control more of their kind. Eventually we used them for host bodies as well once they served our purpose of moving the populous of the planet to accept us as the next form of evolution of their kind.

It took over three centuries for them to get used to our presence and except us as their own. As we took control of the planet, we constructed new cities to contain them, gave them medicines to end all their diseases and technologies to keep them occupied. Eventually we openly handle many of the things that they took for granted in life. We became what they thought to be was us being their personal servants.

Wars and crime between them dwindled to nothing. We removed their orbital satellites, weapon systems and other forms of their technologies. We removed their cities, monument structures. Everything that connected them to their past was ripped away from them without them even knowing it. By now they were using our technology and the way of life we wanted them to have.  We rewrote their history with each generation of their species.

There were debates among their kind in regards to their species dying out and wanted to fight this extinction by any means necessary.  An idea we planted among them and convinced them easily to do what they thought was their own solution. And with that they removed all concepts of age limits for their female species to start giving birth. They finally increased their population for our offspring to feed off them.  

After 700 years from our first encounter with these people, we were in complete control of the planet. With our space stations orbiting the planet with nearly daily ship travels between this planet and our own, we were just getting started with the Shigai. And with the establishment of a more abundant food source, we were able to feed them in greater numbers, thereby increasing our numbers as well. Not to mention feeding our people as well.

We created what they thought were medical collars to monitor if they were about to “evolve” but in reality we were not only monitoring them but our seedlings within them and when it was time to collect them. We could easily pinpoint the best location to beam our seedlings into them without their knowledge. As an added bonus we could tap into their brain to keep them in a mellow mood. Making sure their anger or doubts towards us were kept at bay.

We increase their breeding cycle by giving them medicines mixed in with their food that made the women more fertile and shortened their menstrual cycle to only a day. We also increase the men’s sperm output to insure the women became pregnant. As the life expectancy was shorten to around 40 years of age, we also increased their growth cycle to mature quickly than ever before. A Shigai is normally fully grown by its 20th birthday, but now they are fully grown by the time they are 14 years of age with the women giving birth by this the time as well.

We were able to eliminate their family units for a more casual approach. One male could easily impregnate several women multiple times every year. So we made sure that there were at least one male and six females in every dwelling unit. We achieved this by altering the DNA to make sure more women than men are born. Thereby making sure their population continues to increase as they are driven by a desire to keep their species alive and growing. Not to mention the drugs we fed them to maintain the desire to have sex all the time.

They have been trained from birth to have as many offspring as possible. We have eliminated all forms of modesty they once had.  They beg for sex with whomever of the opposite sex they can find even to the point of teaching their children how to reproduce. Now a Shigai woman will fill ashamed if she does not have an offspring by the time she is 15 years old or a male Shigai will begin to impregnate the Shigai women by the time he is 12 years old.

By this time we had been teaching them our language while listening and learning our form of entertainment. This was done to further eliminate even more of their true identity. To eliminate their confusion or doubts of why there were so many languages on this planet and to make it more easy for the whole Shigai population to follow orders on the true voice and meaning of their masters without the hassle of translating everything for their own comfort. They are to comfort us, not the other way around.

 An idea that for once we didn’t have to tell them to do without was the wearing of clothing. Seeing as we do not wear any form of clothing, the Shigai over time began to copy us.  They worship us as the next stage of their normal life. They saw us as perfection and they wanted to live their life in the image of us. Being naked didn’t damage our offspring nor for the other processes we had planned for them. They willingly gave us their modesty and vanity.

Even when they asked about their history, we told them the truth; but from our point of view. They even surrendered their true God and beliefs for the life of a lie. How they crawled about the ground looking for food and shelter. Creating wars and destroying their own kind because of different viewpoints. We told them how they were chosen by a “Higher Power” to create a super race of being to go out into the Universe and conquer it. They were becoming us as we protected them from all the dangers on this planet.

Sixteen hundred years since we first arrive, we have removed all traces of this species place on this planet. We took their body, sprit and soul. Their language, culture, all forms of their creations and achievements and replaced it with ours. Even if they revolt against us, they have no idea on who they really are. They fully believe that we, Shigai and Nikushoku, are the same species; making them one of the biggest jokes of the Universe.

Soon all of you will be boarding a ship for the trip to your true home. You will stop off at another planet to connect up with a second ship that will be carrying food and supplies for our home world. And with that a young Nikushoku asked a question of wanting to know the name of the planet they were born on is called. The lecturer stated that the planet is called Konchu no-Su. But at one point the Shigai used to call it Earth.

(End of part 2)