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[Previous] Memory transcription subject: Governor Tarva of the Venlil Republic
Date [standardized human time]: July 12, 2136
The loud footsteps of the predators trailed behind Kam and me, practically at their mercy as N-04H carried Cheln, its arms firm against his wool. The humans had remained silent throughout the tour, keeping to themselves as if the stars dared to explode under their words. No doubt that theyâre maintaining a presence of power.
My brain switched into autopilot mode, as I steered our group to the next stop: my office. However, the second I opened the door, I realized I had made a dreadful mistake. In this morningâs panic, I had left a TV on. The news was cycling through footage of bomb shelters across the planet. Government advisories played on loop in the background. They were speaking rather candidly about the humansâ foray, and the likelihood of mass casualties.
There was no point in turning it off, they were already aware of our fears. N-04H stared at the screen, motionless.
âYour fears are more numerous than expected,â It began. âUp close encounters stimulating fear are expected. This is not. Fear throughout the entire planet, not of a minority but of the whole population. This response is not logical given your reason.â
Oh speh, it figured something was entirely off⊠âW-well,â I stuttered â, again, y-youâre the very first alien l-lifeââ
âThe response is not logical.â It cut me off. It sounded⊠agitated. âNo species would react in this manner on a whole scale to the news of extraterrestrial life for the first time. Based upon the given nature of the venlil, war amongst yourselves is unlikely, needing no reason for the bunkers⊠Why would you need the bunkers in response to us if we are the first ever exterrestrial life to be here?â
Both Kam and I just stood there in shock, as this thing had deduced something about our livelihood. It was smarter than we had expected.
Oh speh, actually intelligent predators?! Oh weâre screwed! âU-um, w-well you seeââ
âHave you been lying to us, Governor Tarva?â It said coldly.
âU-umââ
âHave. You. Been. Lying. To. Us?â It asked again, stepping forward menacingly. It wouldnât let me have the chance to defend myself as my voice was merely a whisper compared to its loud voice. How could it? It's a predator after all. Itâs in their nature to be devoid of empathy and filled with sadism.
It set Cheln onto my desk, continuing to approach. It was corning Kam and I into the walls. I could feel my eyes watering as we both huddled up together. It stretched both of its hands out, ready to bash our heads against the wall and feast upon our corpses. Closing our eyes, we waited for the inevitable.
I heard a beeping. Opening one eye, I glanced at my desk, witnessing a report, though obscured by Cheln, on Venlil Primeâs orbit on the screen. A fleet had been detected in our space.
May the Federation burn these monsters. A soft hand landed on my skull. Panicking, I prepared to scream for my life. Instead, I felt its claws⊠scratch against my wool? Looking at Kam, heâs also getting the same treatment, equally as surprised as I am. It's... soothing⊠It feels nice despite the firmness behind it.
âYou have no reason to fear us.â N-04H said. âThe similarities between us and the previous aggressors are zero percent.â
âN-no reason?!â Kam spat. âLook at you! Youâre aââ
âA predator.â It let both of us go, walking back to my desk.
The 3D photo⊠Speh, I left it on my desk! The picture in question was of myself, at a conference with dozens of Federation leaders. It was obvious, to any intelligent observer, that those diverse life forms were not of Venlil origin. âWe are not the first non-hostile species either, correct?â
âY-yeahâŠâ I said. âYouâre not⊠H-how did you figure out that your species wereââ
âThe rest of the species in this photo follow a pattern. Side-eyed. Flat teeth, common amongst herbivores. No indication of carnivorous or omnivorous species.â
It took a while for my translator to process those unfamiliar words. Prey⊠Predator⊠half prey, half predator? What [bullshit] is this predator spewing?! Either way, itâs a sign of relief, showing how idiotic this thing is for believing in such a thing. Maybe there still is a chance to outsmart the beast.
âWhat?â
âThere are no species that follow a stereotypical appearance of a predator. Only that of prey. Your reactions to us, which do not fit your views as prey, shows previous experience with other âpredatorsâ. Venlil fear is not by the unfamiliarity of the unknown, but instead of the opposite.â
âY-youâre rightâŠâ
âTell me about the other predators.â Silence blanketed the room with a heavy grip. Nobody wanted to explain what happened with the Arxur; not even Kam would offer pointed comments on that subject. âThat is not a request, Governor Tarva.â
What words could provide an adequate description of evil incarnate? My eyes swelled with water as memories resurfaced. My father, captured alive on the warfront, shipped back piece by piece. The day the Arxur launched a gas attack against my daughterâs school and left her braindead. The slave pens, the irradiated worlds, the Venlil kept as cattleâŠ
I buried my head in my paws, trying to hide the tears. Showing such weakness in front of the humans was the worst thing I could do. This species, for all its refined words, was cut from the same cloth as our oppressors. If they saw the extent of our pain, it would be weaponized down the road.
Before I could say anything, S-4R-4 walked into the roomâŠ
When did it leave the room?! Where was it the entire time?! N-04H didnât bother to glance back at its fellow predator, instead saying: âWe now already have the information needed. You do not have to say anything else.â
Another beep. Again from my desk. I stumbled towards it, looking at the screen as I nudged Cheln away. Another fleet had entered orbit. A Federation fleet.
Oh weâre saved! Yes! Yes! Wait⊠they were already detected before⊠Realizing the implication, I flicked my tail, gesturing Kam to come over where I stood, to confirm what I was reading. Looking down upon, his eyes widened, gasping as he came to the same conclusion as I did.
It wasnât a Federation fleet that was first detected before. We both slowly looked up at the humans, the foul beasts in place next to each other.
They knew⊠They knew! They were setting us up! Let the Federation burn them! The report was showing that that the Federation Fleet had already made contact with the unknown one. With instinct, I went under my desk, searching for the panic button. It wasnât there⊠it was ripped out.
Going back out, I saw that the humans remained still.
Silence. We were at a stand off, all four of us.
The human starts off: âNo more lies, Governor Tarva. Let us settle this conflict diplomatically with the Federation. As equalsâ
Previous Part I grabbed the back pack Bianca had left in the kitchen and waited in the living room. I had no idea what she was packing for but after this morning I wasnât going up there to check. I wasnât really sure what I wanted to ask Tuck yet. I wanted him to tell me he was a werewolf himself, that seemed like pretty important information just on the basis of trust. But I also wanted to know why he was really out by the mine yesterday. His story didnât add up and thereâs no way he knew we would be up there, I think that was just a coincidence. As I was trying to come up with exactly how I wanted to broach the question to Tuck, Frank put a hand on my shoulder. He was wearing his lab coat so I guessed he just came up from the basement. The hairnet he always seemed to wear when he was working was in its usual spot. I suppose he wore it to protect the memory of hair that was once on his head. He looked solemn and a little sick as he turned to me.
âKeep her out of trouble will you? I know we havenât always been the best to her and Iâm sure Stein and I donât really give her the help she needs. But sheâs like the daughter I never had time to have, I couldnât live with myself if something happened to her.â
âFrank, you probably do more than you know for her. Did she ever talk about her family with you?â
âVery briefly throughout the years, I donât know if sheâs told you much or anything for that matter. It⊠it certainly wasnât easy for her growing up and it never got easier.â
âIâll do my best to keep her out of trouble. If she does end up following me into⊠whatever this trial ends up being just promise me youâll have a way to get her out. Some kind of contingency, I can fend for myself but Iâve seen her just shut down before. Like yesterday in the caves someone grabbed her and she lashed out and just⊠wasnât herself. She just froze and I donât want that to happen anywhere near Shaoni.â
âIâll work on something but I canât promise that. Like Stein said weâre scientists, we donât really do field work like that. If I do come up with something youâll be the first to know. Iâm glad she ran into you when she did Keith, she could really use a friend.â
With that Frank walked away, back towards the kitchen and into the basement.
It wasnât long after that when I heard Bianca coming down the stairs asking if anyone had seen her toothbrush. At which point Rocco appeared in front of me from god knows where holding a suspicious disassembled toothbrush.
âNot. A. Word. Kid.â
Rocco growled at me as he scampered out the door behind me.
âI have a couple that I packed for the trip here from Wisconsin I can just give you one of those.â
I called to Bianca. Partially because I wanted to get a move on and partially because I wanted no part in whatever Rocco was getting up to. If there was one supernatural thing about this town it was that raccoonâs knack for mischief. I get thatâs what raccoons are known for but seriously, Rocco was on another level. Bianca reluctantly agreed to take one of the travel tooth brushes I had back at my house. I wasnât even going to ask why she packed a duffle bag to go a few hundred feet into town and back again.
âCome on weâll take the bikes again.â
Bianca said as she made her way behind the house.
âIâm telling you theyâre going to give me tetanus one of these days but sure. Lets just stop at my place first, I want to drop off this backpack you took yesterday first.â
Bianca was still wearing the ratty jeans sheâd taken from me yesterday and at this point I just figured she could have them. I really wasnât about to get into an argument as to why she should take my pants off and⊠ugh even saying it is just⊠no. Those were hers now as far as I was concerned.
We rode over to my house through the crisp autumn afternoon. The trees along the street were finally being to change color, it looked like a scene from a postcard. One of those oneâs of the idyllic towns that couldâve come straight out of a hallmark movie. I had to give it to Eagles Peak, it may by turning into a den of vipers for me minute by minute but it sure could be beautiful, in itâs own isolated kind of way.
âWow its very⊠small.â
Bianca commented as she stepped into my house and looked around.
âYeah not everyone has a blank check from two different governments like Stein.â
âI didnât mean liâŠâ
âItâs ok I know what you meant, its different.â
I said cutting her off before she had the chance to apologize. I dropped off the backpack in my room and rooted around in the one duffle bag I still hadnât unpacked from my trip here. I found the toothbrush without to much trouble and walked into the living room to give it to Bianca only to find her unpacking on the couch.
âWhatâs going on here, are you moving in?â
I joked, not expecting the answer I was about to get.
âYeah, kind of hard to keep an eye on you from my house. I suppose I could from the top floor but if weâre working against Shaoni that doesnât seem like a great idea. Sheâs got that whole thing with lighting and I get the sense her being angry at you while your up in the air isnât a great combination.â
Bianca said, unpacking a blanket like she wasnât just inserting herself into my house.
âWHAT?â
I shouted, maybe a little too loud.
âIs there a problem?I thought you wanted me looking out for you, this is me, doing that.â
She said looking up at me with puppy dog eyes. Youâve got to understand, those eyes coming from someone like Bianca, glowing or otherwise, well you just canât say no to that. When itâs Bianca you
really canât say no. She can just take that option away in an instant but again she didnât for me, it was still my choice.
âI.. sure but you can have my bed. Weâll get everything set up once we get back from the Roost. You did tell Frank and Stein about this right?â
I gave in, deciding to let her stay.
âIâm a big girl, they doinât need to know everything I do, and⊠thanksâ
âItâs alright, just let me know next time youâre going to pull something like this ok?â
I added, equal parts excited to actually have someone to talk to besides myself in my own home, and worried what Frank and Stein might think was going on here. I put those thoughts out of my head for the moment as we got back on the bikes.
It was about 3 by the time we made it to Tuckâs bar after the delay Bianca had caused by moving herself out before we left. Just as I expected the sign said closed but the door was unlocked. The bar looked exactly the same as the last time I was there. Stone fireplace roaring and pristine wooden floor looking like it had been polished just this morning. Tuck was sitting behind the bar looking worse for wear. The look on his face said he knew we were coming and he wasnât to thrilled about it.
âDoes he know?â
Tuck asked pointedly, looking straight through me and speaking to Bianca.
âAbout me or you, because the answer is both of us.â
Tuck shook his head at this and a grim look came over him.
âYa shouldnât have pulled him into this.â
âActually I pulled her into it if anything, going out there was my idea. Iâve got a mark like Robertâs, its actually what brought me to town in the first place.â
I said, hoping my honesty would get the same out of Tuck.
âSo that bird called ya out here somehow?â
âMore or less, but thatâs not what Iâm here about. I want to know why exactly you followed us out there yesterday.â
Tuck sighed and gestured to the seats at the bar, beckoning Bianca and I to take a seat.
âWhen Robert chased ya out the other night some of his friends came by. They all got that mark like him, they were sayinâ something about the thunderbird makinâ an appearance back at the old mine. I wanted to see for myself and make sure they were wrong. I found those bikes and ended up followinâ the trail. By the time I got there some guys were poking around that hole in the wall and a storm had kicked up. I saw them cut that rope and figured they werenât doinâ no good. I⊠changed and dealt with them then forced my way into the old mine entrance, the rest ya already know cause I ran into ya not long after.â
This story made more sense to me, Tuck never came out there to find me, I just so happened to be out there. Those boulders I thought were moved had been, by Tuck which made me question just how strong he was. Each of those huge things had to weigh tons and there were three strewn about the entrance.
âOk that makes more sense than what you told me, but what were you hoping to accomplish up there. If you ran into the thunderbird what would you have done?â
âI just wanted to make sure it wasnât really up there again but the storm seemed to say otherwise. No storm like that just pops up and goes away, the bird had to be involved with that.â
âActually she was there, just not as some huge bird. She was down in the caves with us but she looked human, native American to be more precise. Thatâs how I met her when I got marked and now sheâs holding some kind of trial out in those mines.â
âYou met the thunderbird, its a person? What does she want with this place now.â
Tuck said his demeanor changing into one full of concern. I didnât know what else to say cause at the moment I didnât actually know much more than that. Itâs infuriating, this being in the dark thing. I just settled for dodging the question.
âNot to change the topic but are we to early to grab a bite to eat?â
I wish I had a camera handy because the face Tuck made at that whiplash change of topics was priceless. I canât properly do it justice with words. Suffice it to say one of his eyebrows hit the ceiling while the other hit the floor and a violently confused expression plastered his face.
âSure I guess, what do the two of ya want!â
Tuck exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air and walking back behind the counter. I ended up ordering some fried chicken sandwich with bacon and pickles, and as I took the first bite my risk of heart attack increased ten fold. Bianca ordered the same thing and was pecking at it inquisitively when I asked,
âSo whatâs the story with Rocco?â
âWhat do you mean?â
âI mean why, why did Frank and Stein make him in the first place?â
I asked through a mouthful of greasy goodness.
âWell I think it started out as a joke, then Stein actually wanted an assistant and that joke became Rocco. They worked on him for a while, pretty much they took a random raccoon off the street and played around in its head. I know there was some gene splicing involved but if you want to know how they did it ask them.â
âSo he was supposed to be an assistant in the lab? I think Iâve seen him doing one thing to help them out this whole time and he was poking through a back alley for old batteries.â
âYeah, heâs not a great assistant, must be good enough though cause they havenât tossed him out.â
âAre you kidding me! If they tossed him out he be so much worse! Just think, Rocco left to his own devices without any supervision.â
Both of us shuddered at the thought, if he was bad now heâd be a menace to society without the little control we had over him.
Bianca and I ate and eventually Tuck came out and I told him my story about Imalone. He seemed really concerned at the fact that the thunderbird could be walking around town and he wouldnât know about it. I assured him that Shaoni was really hard to miss if you just looked at the eyes. It wasnât like she looked any different either, no matter what she was wearing those tattoos would be a dead giveaway. Tuck assured me he was going to keep an eye out and gave me his number to call if I saw her. I donât want to talk down on Bianca, but something about having a werewolf looking out for me as well was reassuring. Tuck told us a bit about what he was doing with Frank and Stein too. Apparently he contracted his âdiseaseâ as he called it long before he came to work in Eagles Peak. He was originally from Louisiana and moved to New York for a change of scenery and ended up getting a job in the mines here around 1940. I should also mention Tuck ages very slowly due to his âdiseaseâ so he looks like heâs in his 50âs or so but he was born in 1900. To his credit youâd never know he was anything other than your friendly middle aged bartender.
Bianca and I were getting ready to leave as it came time to open the bar for real. When Tuck offered us a round of drinks on the house.
âNo, no thatâs alright Tuck, youâve done enough for us weâll see you later.â
Bianca politely declined, pulling me towards the door. After I said my goodbyes and we had gotten back to the bikes I asked Bianca,
âDo you not drink? Iâm not judging just⊠when Tuck offered you seemed kind of jumpy.â
âI just never have, I was kind of bouncing around the country when I turned 21 so I just never started.â
âSo your telling me you never had your first drink? Well, we have to fix that then.â
âAre you sure?â
âYeah, its like a right of passage where Iâm from. Weâll pick up a six pack or something on the way back but we donât have to do anything if you donât want to.â
I said, trying to convince her. Iâm not a huge drinker but I am from Wisconsin, alcohol is a way of life out there and weâre know for our beer. In my family turning 21 and having your first drink is cause to bring the whole family together. I couldnât do that for her but I could at least give her the experience, maybe give her just one more good thing to remember.
Bianca agreed and we pulled into the Save-A-Lot just outside town. The building was painted white bit it was slowly peeling away revealing a concrete grey underneath. The big glowing sign was missing a few letters now simply reading Sav- -Lo. Despite its decaying state it still had the classic beer cave inside. I took a second to look for something from Wisconsin, call me a snob but we do beer right. I settled on a 12 pack of Leinenkugel, that was close enough to home for me. Bianca trailed behind me in the store, a bit like a scared cat looking for a place to hide. Obviously she didnât get out much and having people she didnât really know much about was stressing her out somewhat. We got to the checkout and an older cashier eyed my suspiciously.
âCan I see an IDâ
She croaked in a hoarse smokey voice. Now I donât always look my age but Iâm 28 there was no reason to try and ID me. That didnât really bother me so much as the fact that my wallet was still at home. Iâve been spending the cash Bianca gave me back when I watched her house and I just keep that in my pocket. I also have a bad habit of only brining my wallet when I knew I would need it instead of carrying it on me. Regardless I started to sweat a little as I tried to explain the situation.
âYou see I would but I left mine at home and Iâm not sure ifâŠâ
I was cut off by Bianca reaching out and brushing the cashierâs hand Then looking her straight in the eye. I knew exactly what she was doing.
âLook we donât have an ID for you right now can you just take it on faith?â
âI understand sweetie, here why donât I cover it for you, my treat.â
The cashier said, turning a complete 180 on her previous question. I looked from Bianca to the old woman a few times before Bianca finally shrugged.
âWhat?â
I wondered if it was that easy for her to change my mind back when she manipulated me into watching the house.
âSo she just payed for it?â
I asked Bianca as we walked back to the bikes.
âThat was her, not that I couldnât make her do that. As far as I can work out, if I suggest something people tend to do it. Over the years I learned how to control that to the point where Iâm only able to do it when I want to. Frank said it has something to do with pheromones in my breath or something like that.â
Bianca explained, hoping onto her bike and keeping pace with me back towards my house. I didnât ask for an explanation but she gave it. Iâm not really sure pheromones were something that could have that profound of an effect on someone but Iâd just add it to the list of questions Iâd have to ask Frank or Stein at some point.
âStill it was a bit weird seeing it from the outside. Was I that easy to convince before?â
Bianca got a mischievous look in her eye.
âOh, you were so much easier, I barley needed to try. Just flip my hair and flutter my eyes a few times and that was that.â
She said, smiling devilishly at me. I blushed a little bit, partly because thatâs probably all it wouldâve taken from someone who looked like her and partly because I was embarrassed that she might not just be poking fun at me.
âNo you definitely did something to me, I lost like 6 hours in your kitchen! That was you rightâŠright?!â
I asked a little nervous. Bianca just laughed and pedaled off ahead of me. She did not put my mind at ease with any sort of answer but she did beat me back to the house.
When I got in She was sitting on the couch sorting through a pile of movies she pulled out of her duffle bag. She really had just thrown the entire contents of her room into a bag and brought them over. Bianca seemed to settle on a movie before she realized Iâd walked in.
âSo you like horror?â
I said, gesturing to the same movies Iâd seen lying out earlier when I watched her house.
âYeah, I just like seeing how people think all these things act. Like Tuck, werewolves are always looked at as these big imposing things in movies but heâs a puppy in comparison.â
âThe guy looks like he could tear me apart down the middle with his bare hands buuuut, I see your point.â
Thinking back to every interaction Iâd had with the guy so far, he never really was as scary as he looked. I sat down on the couch, dropping the case of beer on the coffee table.
âSo, have you picked out a movie yet?â
To which Bianca closed her eyes and poked at a random movie in the pile. âDog Soldiersâ, it was called, actually I think Iâve heard of that movie before. One of those its so bad its entertaining things. I popped the movie into my DVD player and sat back, handing Bianca a beer.
â Is this how normal people feel?â
She asked as the movie started.
âDepends on what you mean by normal, even then Iâm not sure thatâs the question Iâd be asking. Maybe you just finally have a chance to relax after years of never being able to.â
âOh sure, Iâll just relax now that I know we have the actual thunderbird looking to force you into some kind of trial.â
Bianca joked sarcastically before suddenly softening and taking a sip of her beer.
âUggg thatâs bitter⊠but not bad. Maybe your onto something Kieth.â
I donât remember much from the movie. One scene stuck with me, a guy trying to fist fight a werewolf. It was already campy but the effects on the werewolf were just dated enough to make it that much funnier. Bianca and I couldnât help but to Imagine Tuck as the werewolf, bewildered as to why this scrawny thing thought it could fight him. At some point the beer ran out, Bianca and I making it through the whole case. I remember getting up to go to my own room and Bianca pulling me back. What I didnât remember though was letting Shaoni into my house. I was woken up by a tap on my shoulder, coming face to face with her. Shaoniâs hand was on one shoulder and Biancaâs head was on the other. At some point we both feel asleep on the couch together, the TV was still on, illuminating the dark room.
âWell well, I wasnât expecting you to have guests Keith.â
Shaoni mocked, clicking her tongue at me as she finished. She wore the same white night dress Iâd seen her in before. Something in the house was open, a window, a door? I didnât know but the smells of an autumn rainstorm blew into the house, a storm no doubt caused by Shaoni.
âI⊠its not what it looks like.â
I stammered out, embarrassed to be caught like this.
âI donât care what you get up to in your free time Keith. I just came to tell you Iâll expect you at the mine tomorrow, The trials will be starting soon and I want everyone who will be participating to meet each other, you will be participating, wonât you Keith?â
She asked like it was a question but it really wasnât, wether I liked it or not I was going to be there, I could come willingly or kicking and screaming. She was simply asking which I wanted it to be.
âWhen do you want me there?â
âOh donât worry about that, Iâll send someone to collect you around noon.â
With that she turned to walk away, but I wasnât done with her yet.
âWait! What exactly are these trials, what am I going to be doing out there?â
âThat would spoil the surprise Keith, be patient, youâll know in time. That pretty little thing there, her name wouldnât happen to be Bianca, would it?â
Shaoni asked, pointing at Bianca who was still asleep on my shoulder.
âHow did you know that?â
I shot back, immediately jumping to Biancaâs defense. I hadnât known her all that long true, but I didnât want her any closer to this than she had to be.
âOh no reason.â
Shaoni said with a snicker that sounded more like a hiss. With that she disappeared, and I mean she was just gone. One minute she was there the next there was a gust of wind and a brief flash of light and she was gone. The disruption was enough to wake Bianca up finally.
âUgh, head..stillâŠspinning.â
âHeh, I think you overdid it a bit last night.â
âUgh maybe.â
She said, holding her head that still rested on my shoulder.
âWhatâs going on anyway, whyâd you wake me up.â
âItâs just⊠well things are moving a bit faster than I hoped.â
I said, trying to reassure her that it was nothing, most likely failing miserably but she didnât seem to notice. There was a second there that I thought maybe things could just be normal. This whole thing would just blow over and Shaoni would never come back and get me for these âtrialsâ but I always knew it was wishful thinking. Now Bianca was a part of it to somehow, that had made up my mind. Sheâd been through enough, now Shaoni seemed interested in her all of a sudden. If putting myself through these trials kept her away from Bianca thatâs exactly what Iâd do.