To all,
Due to the interest in this series, here is part 13.
Welcome to a new beginning for the Pride. We will see how humanity tries or is forced to blend with other races. Some not well, some exceptional. We will get back to a bit more of the sexual part of the story now that things should settle down. This chapter deals with trying to handle the responsibility of a combined set of species, all with their own spin and shade on the issues. The sad part is that humans are the worst of the lot.
Any aliens, real or imagined in this story are purely a construct of my twisted and warped mind. My attempts to enter a realm (writing), that has always eluded me, has been exciting. I hope you enjoy my continued tale of Drew Jr.
I am going to try and branch off and tell other character stories. I am going to try and do this for me. This whole adventure of writing has been to help my growth from a solid 'C grade' writer in HS and College to hopefully something better. I enjoy the story telling.
PS. If anyone wants to volunteer to be my editor, please give a shout. I have struck out with the volunteers listed within this website.
Part 13
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'How did you know?" she asked with a much harder edge than he had heard from her so far and that was saying something.
"Queen, please let us eat. After that, let us relax a bit and you and I will take a walk through the ship. I will promise to answer anything I can," Drew paused looking into her hollowed eyes that flowed from her hollowed cheeks, "Please."
"Tell me about this thing you make called lasagna,' she nodded and questioned.
"It's a food stuff that is made of ground grain. Original concept from one part of earth called China and then imported in concert to another part of world called Europe. Made into an artform of culinary delight in a country within the continent of Europe. called Italy." He had taken her arm and led her over to the one tray in the food line that was empty.
"Seems it is all gone?" she commented with a hint of sadness
"They are bringing out another tray." Drew smiled and looked long at the gaunt cat Queen, "Like I promised your warriors, we will always provide food, water, and other sustenance. When people are no longer thirsty, hungry, or sick, they then have a chance to think and dream of bigger things than themselves. We must always strive for this, for all of us." Drew ended what he felt like was a sermon.
"Your people are quite different Lord. I hope we can find common ground to 'dream of better things."
The command table slowly completed their meal, the Clan queen was fascinated regarding the pregnancy of the young queen of the Others. The truth came out by accident when she mentioned that she could now wear her earring with two crystals for her two pending cubs.
The Clan Queen snapped up her head when she heard the flapping of ears and tinkling of jewels from the other Pride females. When she realized the count of the young it meant, she sat flabbergasted and silent.
She finally stated, "very different indeed."
She turned to Drew and the Young lord "May we take that walk now? I would love to see the children if it is permitted."
"I think that can be arranged" Drew said with a smile
He sent a mental blast to certain members of the Pride to create a logistics plan to tow the disabled Clan craft to the Others home world. All the Bug tech they had secreted away from Earth, would come in handy sooner than they thought.
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Back on earth at the Northern Alliance headquarters.
"What do you mean it's all gone? How is that possible? I can still see the damn big ship through my home telescope." The rotund man with goatee demanded.
It's just the shell. All control surfaces, all weapons, shield controls, optics, really anything of value is just gone." Quoted the bird colonel.
"what about all the little ships we saved, the ones that did not burn up?" goatee asked.
"Gone" said the officer in his starched uniform.
'Well fuck, fuck and double fuck. We will still get there. We will take our place among the stars. That asshole cannot squeeze us out," shouted the rotund man with the goatee.
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The Clan Queen screamed. Two furred creatures bolted from attacking the children in their play area, ran out through the automatic doors and raced directly at Lord Drew. Luckily, all projectile and energy weapons had been 'held' by Pride security. This did not stop sheathed blades from being pulled and displayed.
Drew mentally yelled "No!" as Goldie and Kitten slid to a halt with their noses pushed into Drews crotch. Purring, yipping as two large animals stomped and cuddled their 'dad'. The clan queens swore she heard a word "papa" whatever that meant from one of the creatures.
The Other's Lord and queen started to chuff regarding the Clan queen's reaction. The Clan queen turned to the laughing Cat royalty with a raised eyebrow.
'My apologies. We have just gotten used to the oddities of humankind. These two creatures are 'pets'. Think of them literally as an extension of Lord Drews family. It is a norm in humanity to have other creatures as part of their households. Pets began as wild animals trained for hunting and security and became a type of family member." Goldie was already moving between the group looking for affection. Kitten traveled too but shied away from the New Clan members. She could feel and 'hear' their fear.
Drew led them into the school and nursery area and released Goldie and Kitten to go back to play with the children. Goldie bolted, especially when she noted that the kids had been given their morning snack. She loved to beg for food.
Kitten stayed plastered to Drews leg and would not leave him.
The Queen was in shock at all the young energetic children of all different species, here together. They seemed everywhere, in all sizes and age groups. They came over to introduce themselves and the older ones brought the younger ones to say hello to a queen. None of the children even seemed to notice that Cats were mixed with bird and other furred species, they just seemed to ignore the differences.
"This is not all of them, there are more on the other two ships. We have had a terribly busy time birthing a lot of new Pride members. We are just now moving to a period where the Other males have produced several cubs with surviving Pride members." Drew paused and smiled for a second, "Would you like to meet the newest Pride members?"
"Also, the mother is a doctor and can answer delicate questions regarding your curiosity?" Drew offered.