Evolution's Essence (27 page)

“
What do you mean,
Oliver?”
a little grey girl projected to
everyone.

“
He means that telekinesis
can not only move objects, but mold them by rearranging an objects
particles without destroying the object.”
Netul answered instead with a similar lecturing tone.
“The sphere each of you are lifting can be
reshaped into anything you can imagine just by rearranging he
molecules. A master of the power can do this without forcing the
sphere from the outside like you would use your hands sculpting
clay.”

“
Can you show us?”
another, even younger girl mentally voiced. She
had cute, short hair-like antennae.

“
Certainly, but you will
need to watch carefully and remember to never do this to another
living being.” Oliver warned. “Doing it to any living creature is
punishable by death. Except plant life. That is the only exception.
Use even on an insect carries the same punishment if you did so on
a peer.” The children all promised they wouldn’t.

Without using a hand as the children did, two
flew off the wall where other spheres were kept and floated in the
center of the room between the two groups with Samuel by the Ligers
observing the lesson. “This is eternal modification.” Oliver pumped
more power over the smooth surface and forcibly turned a solid
sphere into a large ring. The metal was red hot afterwards. “And
this is internal, by forcing molecules to move together.” Again he
made an identical ring. This one didn’t glow at all. “Can anyone
tell me what was different.”

Hands shot up. Netul pointed and called a
name. “The first way made tremendous heat I feel all the way back
here. And it required far more power than the other.”

“
Did anyone see anything
else?” Oliver prompted and by the expressions on everyone’s faces
spoke volumes. “Then here is what you need to study and train at
home under adult supervision. You can levitate your toys and
objects on your own somewhere nothing will break, but modifying
structure is not permitted alone without someone of experience. You
train, but study up on molecular bonds. Not one of you except my
grandson focused on the molecules themselves. You only allowed your
awareness to brush the outside of the metal. None thought to feel
inside.”

“
But it is hard to see in
dense objects, Oliver. It hurts.”
Thought a
boy with a smoothly sloped head yet to begin growing
ridges.

“
Psionics do not hurt. Using
your energy merely tires you so you must train it to grow to your
potential. What you think hurts is just being unfamiliar of the
object your mind isn’t used to feeling. The only thing you likely
do not and may never be able to manipulate are objects with
molecules so dense they are locked in place and do not vibrate.
Like my weapons or the hulls of the Empire’s ships. Even with all
my power I’m unable to manipulate those molecules.”

“
Not even you?”

“
Not even me, Kalaak.” He
told the boy. “Now this is it for today.” He reformed the rings
back into spheres and floated them back to the shelf recesses. “And
remember what I said. When next you see me will be in two years,
eight months, five days and sixteen hours. If by thin you haven’t
entered the fifth tier of your training you will be banned from my
city and none of you will make it as Zeelin.”

“
He is correct. I want all
you younglings in the seventh tier when I return though. I see all
of you are well gifted for your ages. I want to see great things
happen upon my return from each of you.”

“
Beyleez, Netul, when you
were my age, what tier were you?”
another
asked as they all stood and put the spheres away.

“
I was a prodigy. I was an
eighth tier when I was seven. I became Zeelin when I was ten years
in the Terran calendar. My record is available if you
search.”
Fresh awe lit the children’s
features hearing this.
“Now return home and
make me proud, Younglings.”
One after
another there was a flash and the children were taken from the room
back to their homes. Netul inclined his head to Renee as he began
donning his armor and paused when her hand touched his chest and he
inhaled.

“
Broken rib. You and Olly
fought again.” She stated before her bracelet injected the Creelin
with synthesized bone to aid healing. “Better?”

“
Much. Thank you for the
concern.”

“
I’m used to it when I leave
you two morons alone. How’s your boy? Is he having fun researching
becoming a Warden on the new colony?”

“
Indeed. He has taken well
to learning about ecological systems and has especially been
grateful for the very last litter of Ligers being bestowed. They
have helped him much in keeping the wildlife of the new world from
collapsing before it is self sustaining.”

“
We’ll you’ve got two and a
half hours left before the mission starts. Blake verified again the
numbers and impressed your Match. That boy doesn’t blush much, but
he went beet red at her acknowledgement. Better be worried, that
boy fancied Creelin women.” She laughed richly. “I swear when he
hits puberty he’ll find a pretty Creelin female and have some
fun.”

“
And she will likely enjoy
it.”
Netul slapped Renee’s back as they
sent mental pictures back and forth trying to outdo the
other.
“Ah to be young and enjoy ones first
love.”

“
What would happen if I told
him I found a way to allow your silicone physiology to breed with
our carbon base?”

This sobered Netul so fast
Renee doubled over just by expression let alone how his mind seemed
to stop. Eventually he returned to himself and asked
hesitantly
“Do you speak true?”

“
Yup. It’s just a tiny
genetic tweak a wanting mother needs and she can bare the babe of a
Drake of they wanted. I found it ten years ago when I was
breastfeeding Erin ad Gwen and came across a Human/Creelin couple
and thought they looked good together. So I figured the method and
ran a genetic composition of the hybrid offspring and found that
the union will give the child more muscle mass than Creelin do and
have a slower metabolism. They’d still eat oxygen and nitrogen, but
require solid food needed to fuel the muscle mass requirements. The
child would have few weaknesses because my tweak will bring out the
best traits in both parents. Stars! I’m so good at modifying genes
I could become a Creelin, but I like having boobs all the time.
When it comes to biology I have no limits. I could even physically
become a Keptl Queen if I wanted.” Netul stepped back and gave her
another surprised expression.

“
Do your daughters know how
to do this?”

“
Angie and all those
hellions who are of Water do. We’ve kept it secret because we’ve
yet to stabilize the Splicer market from all our ideas. Last thing
we need is announcing this idea and the upheaval it’ll cause. Olly
ran the numbers and said there was a hundred percent chance your
people would be threatened the loss of their identity and would war
against the Empire.”

“
He would be correct. We are
a slow people. Careful people. Terrans are young and dangerous. If
the blending became common practice too soon and you became a
threat to yourselves and others we would be forced to bring the
Empire to heel and impose heavy restrictions. A race’s identity is
what makes us unique. Blurring the evolutionary process is
dangerous psychologically to a people. Loss of ones identify will
cause strife. It would be wise to keep such ideas from public
knowledge for many millennia.”

“
Seven thousand years
minimum.” Oliver guessed. “Human history isn’t careful. Its messy
and tragic. It took a hundred years to quiet after finding the Geo
Record and meeting the Creelin for the first time. Since I was
found twenty five years ago, my return still has yet to quiet their
minds. So until relations settle I’ll put a block on Human/Creelin
hybrids. Just look at clothing trends.” He said while sheathing the
cutlass, dagger and hooking the shield behind his back. “They
changed quarterly. My own grandchildren can’t figure out a style
that they enjoy most. My daughters didn’t have this
issue.”

“
Grandpa, does that include
me?”

“
No, Samuel. I apologize for
the generalization. You were mature for your age all your life. It
was bound to happen having Davan as a father and me as a
grandfather. Your sisters though.”

“
Enough said.” Samuel
laughed. “I need to go get ready to start my duties while you all
ready to contain the star. Wish I could watch with my own eyes. It
would take a year for it to reach us here and vids aren’t going to
work right when you are slowed to a crawl.”

“
Can’t be helped.” Renee
shrugged. “You’re the most responsible grandkid I got to run my
city properly while we’re away. Hop to it, Sammy. We got to get
ready.”

“
Take care, Grandma.” He
kissed her cheek on the way out the nano-wall.

“
I must ready too.”
Netul left in a bright white flash.

“
Docking bay?” Oliver
asked.

A wicked grin crossed Renee’s lips. “Nope! We
have an hour and I’m horny. I keep forgetting you train near naked.
Let that dick out to play. I’m hungry.” His clothes immediately
went away and his weapons fell, but not before Renee popped his
length in her mouth and got him ready before climbing up, locking
her legs and getting roughly hammered into the wall by a jackhammer
of a male.

She climaxed a dozen times before flicking
his nose and panted “Stars… twenty five years and we still fuck
like the first night we did it on Verard.”

“
No, it isn’t the same. It
gets better and better. Especially after you learned keagle
exercises that milk me better than your mouth.” He withdrew and
loved how her cheeks flushed each time they came together. It was
also a bittersweet disappointment when she willed clothes on. He
loved her puckered nipples and pink core. Even perfect memory
wasn’t enough to keep the urge to stare from going stale. Yet the
greatest draw was neither her body or beauty, but her scent. It set
the blood afire. Especially when aroused.

“
Best idea invented in my
not so humble opinion. It was more for me you know. It really makes
my orgasms sing through me and lets the stars shine. But now
we
really
need to
go. That playful hour flew by too fast. Oh, before I forget,
Callier received the suits you made for them. She’s thankful. It
integrated well with their Zeelin armor.”

“
Good.” He armored up and
returned the weapons to their proper place before making the Ligers
come close so they could touch and teleport beneath the city and
arrived in the spacious docking bay able to fit fifty Dorgenox’s
inside.

The docking area forty five kilometers long
and half as wide and two kilometers tall. It was the biggest
carrier vessel in known history after the City of fire was revived
and transformed into a massive ship. The city-ship was a total
length of fifty nine kilometers from bow to stern and thirty at its
widest. It’s depth was fifteen kilometers and was unlike any ship
in the Empire. Despite its fearsome outlook it was mainly the most
advanced learning city anywhere. Visitors from far and wide come to
visit. The ship was more like a Creelin colony though. A mobile
city with resources aplenty for anyone’s needs and desires. In the
two decades it had been in use it has been used three times in
Keptl attacks and singlehandedly vaporized their three largest
pushes in Empire space. Each time the Goliaths numbered over fifty.
More than enough to conquer entire solar systems. Even the
Emperor’s flagship couldn’t match the size or power the city
did.

Right now though it was empty except for
personal craft and emergency personnel to come rescue at any time
there is distress during this massive operation. Outside the energy
field keeping the vacuum of space away was the massive portal gate
in its oval form. Dozens of craft stabilized the object. Due to the
blue light emanating off the giant star the ceramic was tinted
light blue.

Standing around were the forty four daughters
of Oliver and Renee and over eighty Ligers belonging to the girls
who follow their eldest sister, Isabella. Behind and chatting
everywhere else was the Empire’s best and strongest Psionic users.
Each and every single one had a modified Valek able to sore several
years worth of energy that would be needed. Jake Dorgen stood over
by Vanishing Claw and Talon with Andrea laughing from some joke
Talon told. Hundreds more Ligers stood scattered about among those
that came to offer help in this much anticipated and costly
endeavor. In all there was eight five thousand nine hundred and
thirteen who came and were able to offer their support, knowing the
danger.

“
Let’s keep things simple
Everyone!” Renee clapped her hands to gain their attention and it
worked. Her voice carried through speakers after using the chip to
patch into the city systems. The crowd quieted. “Oliver will
strategically place each of us next to a power relay. This includes
those of you with Ligers. Your jobs are simple. Pour as much power
into the grip that will be obvious as soon as you see it. And keep
the sensor display in the green area using your power. All here are
Class Twelve minimum. In the red means you’re pumping too much and
will burn yourself out. Those with Ligers will have them bite the
grip and distribute your power to them so they can power their
areas.