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 Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 5:01 pm
"Who is he?" A male, though not human, asks.
"His name is Robert." A female, though she looks human is not, answers.
"What is he?" The Male asks.
"Human" The girl answers.
The man looks right are her almost as if he was watching for her to say 'I'm joking' but the words never came. "Human?" He asks just to make sure she wasn't pulling his leg.
"Yes"
"With that kind of power Mrs. Brownie you have to be out of your mind!" A second guy said. He was from the same race as the other guy.
"It's Brown! And no I'm not. He is human. The skills he has is what makes him so powerful. It is not my fault your people keep losing to him. You asked me to find out what I could about him and I did. Do not get mad at me when the information is not what you wanted it to be!"
The first man sighed. "Mrs. Brown please understand that Humans are like rats. Nothing more. They can not have equal rights nor should they have equal powers. There must be a second party helping the human."
"If there is then they are only training him. Like I said before, He has NO powers."
"Thank you Mrs. Brown. Good day" The First man said. He was a Terasson. His Race looked like Lizards, Like a Texas Horned Lizard. They were normally aggressive and very old fashion. They believed that only the powerful should live and the weak should die or be enslaved. This Terasson was named Yeta Numbrea. It was not his given name but one he took after becoming head of a large group. It means, in Terasson, The One or simple One. The other Terasson in the room was his Son Bruno. Bruno was very aggressive. Though to the Terassons he was young, to us he was somewhere is his forties.
Mrs. Brown, spelt Browne, was a Yeven. They were very smart people and kept alive because of their brilliant battle plans. Her skin was like most, flesh like those of humans, her smarts is what made her stand out and that is why the Terrassons even looked at her.
Though the Terrassions believe the weak should die they do not have the power to kill. They had lost a Battle long ago that gave the power to another race. This Race would later be known as Kepelt but their blood would never be there again. Kepelt was one a race of people that lived after battles on there world were over. The Battles were for full control of everything. The three races went to different planets, fallowing the battle as it went on, and rescued those that were still alive. Soon their Armies were bigger then any others and they were the ones that won. Now the Keplet are still many races but the three first races are no longer alive. They have forbidden Wars and have made the power over land decided over smaller battles in a Battledome.
As Mrs. Brown left the two Terasson males looked at one another. "This is crap father."
"I know Bruno... get our men to watch Mrs. Brown. I want to know if she is not maybe a Traitor!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 5:29 pm
"My Wife!" A male Yeven said to Mrs. Brown. "You are home. By the look of things it did not go well."
"No it did not my Husband. They believe I am lying. They do not believe it is Robert's skills. It is going to be their down fall."
Her Husband nodded. He had talked to her about Robert for many days. He knew almost as much as she did. "Have you told Bersten?" He asked. Bersten was a co-worker of hers. He had worked with her on Robert's history for the passed three weeks.
"No I have not. I am worried about how he'll take it."
"Not well I would think. He worked really hard on that and is not like you. He can not take bad news all that well."
"He is young. He does not make mistakes. For the Terassons to tell him that this info is wrong is like telling him that he is stupid."
"I know my love. Come inside. He can have tea together. That always makes you feel better."
"Yes, yes it does. Thank you"
They both went into their house. They lived in a large building like everyone else on this planet's but this building had many floors and each was a different kind of land. They lived in a meadow like land in a woodenish house. The land was fake but almost felt real. If you did not look for the details you would never know the truth. Inside there was already a pot on the stove with water in it. The water was boiling.
"So you knew, just like I, that they wouldn't take the info without getting mad." Mrs. Brown said more then asked.
"Yes, they are Terassons after all. They would want you to tell them Robert was a wizard that hid his powers from the Government so that they could remove him from the battles forever."
The house smelled like mint, Mrs. Brown’s favourite flavor of tea.
"I just hope that the Terassons can leave this be."
"My Love, I am your Husband and I wish that too, but we both know it won’t happen."
"I know..."
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 5:51 pm
"What do you mean they didn't like it!?" Bersten asked.
"They are Terassons Bersten. They do not like info that doesn't fit into their little world."
Bersten sighed. "I know but did they even read the booklet?"
"A bit of it… Your work was great but they are just to pig headed to see it."
"Pig?" Bersten asked.
"Sorry Bersten I have been spending a lot of time on Earth."
"Earth?" Bersten said even more confused.
"Where Robert is from."
"Oh, Planet 4478 life forming world."
"Earth Bersten."
Bersten laughed. "Earth. So what are the problems we maybe facing for this?"
"I don't know. I have felt like eyes have been watching me all day but I can't tell for sure."
"So I maybe followed after this?"
"Yes."
"Thank you Mrs. Brown"
"Call me Mara"
"I can't. I feel all... weird calling you by your first name."
"Oh Bersten you can be silly sometimes."
Then there was silence.
"So when did you go to Earth?"
"Never..."
"But you said you had been spending a lot of time there."
"Bersten you are not Yeven. So this maybe a bit different for you but me and my Husband have the power to Travel to places and be there. We went to Earth a lot this passed three weeks. A lot of the info we came up with I have you to look into."
"So that is why you knew what to look for. That makes everything more clear now."
"I am Glad."
"I'm just glad an Utta like myself could be so help full."
"Bersten! You are not an Utta!"
"What is a Utta?" A little girl asked that had randomly entered the room.
"Sally! Where did you come from?" Bersten asked.
"The door." The girl answered pointing at the door.
"You know what I mean. Why aren't you in your room? I told you not to leave!" Bersten told her.
"You kept her Bersten" Mara said.
"I couldn't send her back. Her parents were... you know... I had to keep her... for her safety"
"She is an unknown Bersten. Her race doesn't know of our ways and they won’t yet."
"I know but humans are the same way but someone let Robert come here."
"Robert..." Sally said "Would you tell me more about him tonight Bersten?"
"Your telling her about Robert too!" Mara said a bit angry.
"Mrs. Brown please. I have nothing but my work and her. No stories to tell of my own. Besides if she is found here her memories will be erased anyway. I do not see the harm in it."
"Be careful Bersten please."
"I will." He then looked at Sally. "Come on Sally. We must be going now."
He and Sally left the room leaving Mara alone.
"Why Bersten?" She said to herself. Why did you keep her?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 6:04 pm
"What is a Utta?" Sally asked.
"Sally..." Bersten started to say.
"Pleaaaase" Sally said whining.
Bersten sighed. "A Utta is a person from a weak race that is only free because he is better then the others in his race"
"Why is your race weak?"
"I don't know Sally. We just never evolved like the others."
"Am I a Utta?"
Bersten sighed. "No. Your an Unknown."
"What is that?"
"An unknown is someone that is from a race that is not within the Ventro"
"And what is the Ventro?"
"The Ventro is a group of races that have gotten smart enough to travel deep into space... in short."
"I see. And what did Mara... I mean Mrs. Brown mean when she said I shouldn't be here?"
"Your an Unknown Sally. Your people shouldn't be within the Ventro yet. None of your People should. If you, or the people you are with, can not protect you or have paper work saying you have been okayed here then you are forbidden by the government and shouldn't be here."
"I see..."
"But Sally, I'll protect you."
"Or so you think!" A male’s voice said.
"Who are you!?" Bersten said standing in front of Sally.
"I am here on behalf of Yeta Numbrea. He wants the info on Robert changed... and if not then we can always hurt that little girl!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 6:17 pm
"How did it go?" Mara Brown's Husband asked.
"Not so good. He took it very well but he..." Mara looked around and moved closer to her Husband "He kept Sally"
"Sally?" Her Husband asked "You mean the Unknown girl?"
"Yes. I can't believe him... not just that but he has been telling her stories of Robert."
"I guess he just needed to feel like an equal my love"
"An equal?" Mara said. "I guess you maybe right. It has been pretty hard on him. He did even call himself an Utta."
"I feel so bad for him sometimes. He has worked so hard and still they give him troubles. His people where almost banned from Ventro."
"And if that would have happened I told him I would never let them ban him too!"
"I know you wouldn't have. Land is fought in Battles but laws are fought in the courts. Somewhere you're good in."
"Yes but you're great there."
"Come on my love. I'm much better than Great"
They both laughed.
"I just hope he is careful with what he does for now on."
"I do too"
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 12:28 pm
"What do you mean you can't do it!" Bruno screamed.
"I mean that this proof has to look real or have something behind it that I can change. It's not that easy. Even if I made this crap up it wouldn't work right. Anyone could break it down easy. Like Mara. If you guys went to the Courts with this Mara could pull it apart within five minutes. If you want me to make this thing perfect your going to have to give me time or more power over the data base... it's just because the Humans are not part of Ventro they don't have a lot of history for the humans."
Bruno went silent. He knew that Bersten was telling the truth. What he didn't know was how to help Bersten.
"How about this" Bruno said "You have three weeks to pull out as much info as you can on Robert from either watching him in the battledome or getting his history. After the three weeks you take the findings and alter them. I want Robert to go down. If you tell anyone about me coming here I'll kill her and you. If anyone finds you just say you had a change of heart. And if at the end you can't find the proof I need I'll kill Mrs. Brown too! Got me?"
Bersten looked up at the Terasson "Loud and Clear."
"Good. I'll be going now." Bruno turned and left the building.
"What am I going to do?" Bersten questioned.
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 1:04 pm
"Mr. Brown. Your Five O’clock called. He is going to have to cancel." A girl said sitting at a wooden top desk.
"Thank you." Mr. Brown said walking in from the hallway and heading to his office.
Right before he got in there the phone on the ladies desk started to ring.
"Hello, Mr. Brown's office. How may I help you?"
Mr. Brown walked to his desk and waited for the call to be forwarded to his office.
Then finally the ladies voice went over the com to tell Mr. Brown who was on the phone and if he was okay to talk to him. "It's a Mr. Chan. He says you know him."
"Yes I do" Mr. Brown said after he pushed a button. "Please send the call in here Violet." He then wanted for his phone to ring and picked it up.
"Hello Stan. What should I honor this phone call to?"
"Bad news I am sad to say."
Mr. Brown leaned forward. "Bad news? What has happened?"
"I am not too sure. Just know Someone I know has messed up and I have Them hunting me!"
"Them.... Why have you phoned me Stan!? You have put me in the path too!"
"I know George but I had no other way. They killed almost everyone I know. And if I can get any help it would be from you."
"What do you mean Stan?!"
"I think the cops on Level eight are with Them. I need to get up there and soon but they have everything locked down."
"Everything?"
"I think. That is why I phoned you. I know you'd remember something I haven't"
"Remember when we were Six?"
"Tried that."
”How about when we where eight?"
"None. At least three there."
"What about when we were Nine?"
"Still none"
"How about when we got those dates when we where fourteen"
"I went there first."
"Crap!"
"Anything else George? Please I am counting on you"
"Remember right before I left to College we went to that one place and we saw those kids..."
"YES! I do... I think they changed that area a bit but the path may still be there. George if you do not hear back from me in four hours please get the hell out of there!!"
"Stan... may the Gods of both our races be with you!"
"Thank you!!!"
Then the phone was hung up. George Brown looked at the phone a bit before putting it back down. His final words before doing so were so soft you couldn't hear it even if you were next to him. "Please be safe my friend."
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 1:28 pm
As Stan walked away from the phone he felt sad and happy. He had phoned his best friend but in doing so may have killed him off too. But Stan hoped that Level Eight was the only level They had taken over. Though Stan had not said anything about it, he was not alone. He was trying to get off Level Eight with a young boy. The boy was silent. Stan walked to a building and then looked around the corner. It was clear. He headed down the street hoping no one comes down the street. Even though there were a lot of people here Stan was in a low grade area that was being rebuilt. There wasn't much here but buildings and a few homeless people that wouldn't let the government get them. As Stan got closer to the area him and George had talked about he was finding it harder and harder to stay out of sight. But he did his best to do so. When he got to the spot him and George talked about he say that there was no one there. It was either a trap or something they didn't remember like Stan had done. He started towards it and stopped. He had to know figure out how it get in there with the new buildings and stuff being around it. Then he saw a cover. Something that was over a hole to protect people from falling in. Stan knew this was it. They had made it look like a drain cover but it was never there before. Stan knew this was the key. He opened the cover and looked in the hole. Nothing. He smiled and grabbed the young boy's hand "Come on." He said. He then helped the little boy into the hole and then got in himself. They both made their way passed the building and into the other hole. Then they started to make their way up. Level after level until finally they had gotten to George’s level. Level fifty-two. It took almost three hours to get up and almost thirty minutes to get to the hole. Stan knowing that he gave himself four hours walked to the nearest phone and called back up George.
"Hello, Mr. Brown's office. How may I help you?" Violet said.
"Hi, it’s Stan Chan again. Is George Brown in?"
"One moment please" Then it went silent for a bit. Stan hated silence right now.
"Hello Stan" George finally says. "Where are you? Are you Safe?"
"I believe so. I know this is wrong of me to ask but can I stay with you until I can figure out what fully happened?"
There was a bit of quiet. "Yes Stan. Where are you? I'll take the rest of the day off and help you."
"Thank you George"
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