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Birth of the Psi Lords: Part one
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This was a Dream I woke up from..



"Whose god D@#$ed idea was this? Simpson?" 

"General Thurebreed.. The orders said to take them and split them up among our units.." a Lt. Colonel shook her head, "The Sec Def himself gave the order."

"Get me Mattis now," Thurebreed was pissed. "I am supposed to put people with mental health problems in our new armor. F#$%ing little extra special snowflakes."

A middle aged soldier shook his head as he glared at the general..

"You got a problem," Seeing the US Navy designation. "Sailor."

"Yes I do.. First off You should learn to keep your D@#$ mouth shut about your orders to the men beneath you.. Second, you have to send me to the chaplin's office when I ask.. Then to Navy, well air force medical.. And then JAG.. You have no right to interfere as clearly outlined by the UCMJ. So F#$%you! You cock sucking chairforce Army wannabe.."

Balling up his fist, "I am going to enjoy this.." Thurebreed Walked forward, "I am going to make you say my name.."

Simpson narrowed her eyes and jumped. Grabbing the General, "SIR! It is trap.."

"You got about two second yesterday to get your hands off me," As she let go of the General he growled angrily. "Simpson!"

Reading the name tag, "I will be god D@#$.. It is you McCawt.. General, you were about to hit a civilian."

"What the F#$% are you," General Thurebreed frooze and steps back.

McCawt just narrows his eyes staring forward..

"It is you.. You mother F#$%ing Bastard.." Whispering as she leaned forward, "BikerMama69.."

"BikerMama," McCawt laughed. "Is he always this stupid?"

"Lt. colonel?"

"I know McCawt online sir. He said if we ever got stupid enough to draft him," the Lt. Colonel laughs..

"He would demand Religous, Medical and Legal.." The General looked at the new arrivals with curiosity, "And the not enlisted yet.. he was drafted?"

"Not that hard to skip general.. Just got in the wrong line with my paperwork. Grabbed my new duds and was sent here without signing S#$%," McCawt laughed.

A man with an Anchor and two stars on it shook his head as he walked up, "I thought I kicked you out of my Navy.."

"Put me inn the brig.. I am not working with ET1 Ray.. There aint no D@#$ situation that bad that it requires that A$$ kisser back in uniform.." McCawt shook his head but whispered, "I hope your ex-wife took every thing."

"It is MASTER CHIEF sailor. You think you can pull the same S#$% you pulled in San Diego.." Chuckling," I will be watching you personally.. I find a single supply missing I am going to assume it was you straight out!"

"You know this sailor?"

"Papers sailor.. General Thurebreed will sign them right now," Master chief Ray snatched the papers out of McCawt's hand .. "I do not know why he is here sir.. He can steal supplies if we need them.. The only good D@#$ thing he can do! You cant give him an inch sir.. I will keep an eye on him and out of your hair.. I have a few heads that need a toothbrush taken to them! General."

Reappraising the situation, "Raise your right hand or I will have someone do it for you.." The Four Star Air Force officer smiled as he proceeded to swear McCawt in..

"God D@#$ mother F#$%er's," McCawt sighed and then signed under the general.. "Fine I do.. You may now proceed to the goat F#$%ing.."

Ray took the papers, "Lets walk them to JAG ourselves McCawt.."

McCawt flicked off Ray..

"I will send a toothbrush myself," General Thurebreed shook his head.. After he gets back from JAG per his request."

"So you swore me in sir?"

"Yes I did.. Master chief, keep these SOB's away from my men.. I do not want these idiots with special needs interfering with my command.. Mattis thinks these Damnable invader aliens are telepaths my A$$!!"

"McCawt just go with Ray," Lt. colonel Smithson whispered.. "We will talk later.."

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A female Lt. JG came back in, "Welcome back to the Department of the Navy.. It is official Sir.. Millington sent back the approval" The Lt. JG shook McCawt's hand, "You will need to get the proper rank on.. Lt. McCawt."

Master Chief Ray started to speak then went wide eyed, "Sir..Lt. McCawt.. You.."

"Was, sworn in personally by General Thurebreed.. Signed it right in front of you.." McCawt grinned evilly, "Master Chief.. You delivered the paperwork to Lt. JG Dawson here on the General's Order. Made sure it was fast tracked at Millington.." Picking up the paper work, "It is all right here for my copy Master Chief!"

"You F@#$ing SOB," Master Chief Ray took a deep breath..

"General Found out me and Ray had a past.. So he assigned him to me," McCawt shook his head. "I will let the first one slide. So what took so long?"

"Sir.. S#$% your on General Thurebreed's staff.. We are running NJP's.. Cheif Roach is.. We.."

"God D@#$.. That Prick," McCawt shook his head. "Master Chief.. " Looking the pissed off Master Chief in the eyes, "Lets go speed this crap up.."

McCawt walked behind the JAG counter and was followed by a steaming pissed off Master Chief..

They entered another area Followed by the Lt. JG, "Sir.."

Seeing an old manaquin with Lt. Bars, McCawt took them off.. "Lt. JG.. "

"This war must be screwed if they let you back in McCawt.." A chief frooze when he saw McCawt with the Lt.'s bars, "God Da....."

"Would you do the honors Lt. JG Dawson," McCawt stood there as Dawson pinned the bars on McCawt?

"Sir, "Chief Roach stood at attention..

"Good to see you again you old D@#$ fraud.." Looking at the lower level enlisted, "Why the F#$% are they not working?"

"This will not stand McCawt.." Master Chief Ray took out his phone, "Get me General...."

Lt. McCawt slapped the phone out of the Master Chief's hand casually, "I have the paperwork he SIGNED.. MAster Chief.. Shut the F#$% up or I will have some of these ijuts toss you in the brig."

Roach eyed Ray but never moved, "Sir.. Mostly stupid S#$%.. Underage drinking, a few butte hurt NCO's, and well one thing I know you will not approve.."

"Lets Get this S#$% moving faster.. We have ten minutes to get this done.. All 200 NJP's if I guess correctly," McCawt looked down the line.. "General Thurebreed is a Chairforce hard charger.."

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A stapler went flying across the room breaking on an empty wall,"Simpson.."

"General is there an issue?"

"No Mr. SecDef.." Thurebreed wrote something down, "Just dealing with something quickly.. Stapler got bumped off a desk.. General Mattis.. This plann is stupid in my.."

"General.. Our experts have determined this to be our only cause of action. The Former Military with mental health issues seem to have what they called an immunity to this.. The Anomalous cognition the aliens have master.."

"General Mattis.. That is in my opinion a load of S@#$.. Your experts are idiots.."

"Who is this," A voice responds.. "We have years trained as the governments most elite units of remote viewers.. Do you have any experts.. We know you dont.. The Invaders I warned about are her.. Mr. SecDef.. This General will screw up very carefully laid plans.. "

"Thurebreed.. You will accept the recomendations unless you or any of you others can get me a better plan.. We have.."

"Your a F#$%ing idiot then General Mattis.." Lt. McCawt spoke as he walked in, "General Thurebreed is correct.. The idiot on the phone is so wrong he doesnt even know it..  Expert on remote viewing my left nut!"

"McCawt," Lt. Colonel Simpson grolwed it seemed..

"And just who the F#$% are you, "The pissed off voice responds?

"Lt. McCawt.. Just promoted by General Thurebreed.. I am HIS expert on all matters involving Psychic warfare.. Who the F@#$ is this?"

"McCawt.." The General is shaking in anger..

"I do not answer to you at all.. Lt.. there are no experts that we do not have! "

"I will be god D@#$.. Genneral Mattis that sounds like Ed Dames.. Right.." Lt. McCawt laughs insanely, "Your taking advice from that idiot.. God .. Ask him if he caught that terrorist shipping supplies through the air into american air..."

"You shut the F#$% up Lt. McCawt.. That was a bullS#$% prank those a$$holes played on me.." 

General Thurebreed sat back and held up his hand, "Mr. Dames.. "

"Genneral Mattis I want that imposter relieved.. Thier is no person in the Remote Viewing community by that name.. If you tell anyone about the rest of that prank your done!!"

"General.. " Lt. Colonel Simpson speaks, "He had several long post on three sites on Remote viewing.. "

"I apologise General Mattis.. It is my fault General Thurebreed does not have my report, I am one of the Special snowflakes you stuck him with... "

"Give me what you have so far Son, "General Thurebreed drummed his fingers gambling..

"It has to be a trap like you suspect.. One, thier is no such thing as immunity in the natural world.. Their is only a level of resistance. A remote Viewer of Dames level should not be selling S#$%.. Words and how they are processed are very basic part of RV.. It is resistance.."

From Mattis's end, "Dames?"

"Sir.. It is immunity.. not resistance.."

"General Thurebreed.. What is the difference between between.." Lt. McCawt was interrupted.

"A bullet proof flap jacket and bullet resistant flap jacket, "Mattis answered a little pissed off. "What is the report? Cut through the S$%^ Lt."

"General Thurebreed is correct that this whole plan is BullS#$%. Telepaths have to work with preexisting ways of thinking.. His plan of direct assualt only needed simple things added to it.. Like painting every tank and plane differently.. Put pictures in their cockpits that have stories,that children drawled them will suffice.. have every individual play different music.. You will lose only a small amount of efficiency. S#$% general, play porn if they want.. Just make sure everyone is on a different page with the art and music choices.."

General Thurebreed narrowed his eyes, " It is a hell of a lot easier then getting these OTHER D@#$ snowflakes integrated."

A different voice speaks, "That was option B General.. Lt.. This is Morehouse.."

"Sir.. I read your book to," Lt. McCawt spoke. "What the F#$% happened to the rest of them.. Targ, Smith, Bu.."

"They are dead son.." Morehouse spoke, "Ed.. He is saying that we destroy unity of efforts partially, but retain the discipline of command .."

"Like Sherman sir.." Lt. McCawt narrows his eyes back at the General.

"David.. You agree with General Thurebreed's Lt.'s report?" General Mattis spoke quickly..

"It makes sense. He is saying create a psychic chorus that they will get lost in, but what makes you think kid that my idea will fail," Dames seemed to growl as he responds instead of Morehouse. "Imagine a forrest and we look for the tree blowing a different direction.. He is suggesting we have multiple winds..

"Because this order was given two days ago to bring us in right.. Means it was issued and discussed abouth four weeks ago.. I suffer From Bipolar Disorder type one NOS along the first Axis from DSMV -IV." After a short pause, "They.. The Aleins tracked me but stop cold.. I was told I was paranoid.."

Silence comes from everyone till the Lt. colonel speaks. "McCawt.. Where is your girlfriend?"

"Bikermama.. She.. She is with my best friend.. " Swallowing hard, "I.. The bastards attacked and I tried to fight but .. I called her by a different woman's name.. Long story.."

"They tried to.. F@#$ me," Dames spoke.. "It happens in RV all the time.. But our reports said.. The straycat.. It was just a stray cat.."

"Not if it was a reflexive defense," Morehouse spoke. "Lt. Your saying they were using Anomalous Influence.. "

"Yes sir.. It dawned on me by how they responded."

The General was lost, "Lt. Explain for me and the SecDef.."

"He has been trying for years to develop mind control off the CRV protocols," The Lt. Colonel walked over slowly as she saw a tear fall.. "Lt. You have not taken your meds either have you.."

"Cant mam.. And yes She is right.. David.. I broke it down to the base priciples but.. My experiments have had.. S@#$.. Can I tell you which websites have my notes.."

"Give me the sites.. We can track them down," Mattis growled.. A voice spoke quietly for a few seconds, "NEver mind.. NSA has grabbed them.. I want print outs here. NOW!!!"

Master chief Ray walked in, "Sir.. I got ahold of Millington.. they wont do S#$% unless you personally..."

"Shut the F#$% up Master Chief," General Thurebreed spoke.. "Sir perhaps we should reconvene in say an hour.. Let me get my Lt's report condensed.."

"Holy S#$%," David responds.. "Your saying that Analytical overlay was the main defense.. Test subject 000-00-0001 responded by interpreting the data as test subjects mind saw fit."After a pause, "A successful link.. "

"I muddied the test results by accident sir.. Those are suspicions not verified by independent testing.."

"The namer Guesser took the," Dames stopped cold.. "Lt. Where is the rest of the research? How the h#$$ did you...."

"General.." Mattis spoke, "I am classifying all this need to know..Boys, this is not a secure enough line.  Get me your Lt.s Full report in say two hours.. I need solid proof to call off this attack..Carry on.." Mattis cut the line..

"All right snowflake," Thurebreed narrowed his eyes.. "Outline this Psychic warfare Crap for me!"

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Looking fit to be tied, Master Chief came to attention. "Sir I hope we can work past our past differences.."

"Shut the F#$% up you A$$ kisser.. Lt. Colonel?"

Shutting the door, "General Thurebreed is using your template to brief his command staff and other theater's of operations General's on the basic's. He sounds like a d@#$ expert and fielding basic questions. It is official Lt." Lt. Colonel Simpson shook her head, "That was quick on having The command staff's lunch delivered.. How the hell did you do that?"

"I called up the Cooks and growled," McCawt grinned. "That and I let several of them off to their chief's non-official punishment.. That or it was brig time and hard labor.."

"McCawt," Simpson looks at the Master Chief..

"I am keeping him.. He is a worthless co#$ sucker, but their is no need for the General to go back on his orders. " McCawt was now an inch from the Master Chief's face, "I told you when you F#$%ed me that you would be saluting me one day.."

"Yes sir," Master Chief Ray stared forward..

"Now.. We need to get this crap up and running military style.. Master Chief.. Assemble the whole D@#$ Chief's mess and other branches E-7's and above..Say at about 1445.. I will not have any of the crap I had when I was in.." Seeing the look of hatred in the Master Chief's eyes, "That I will take.. You have an extra ten minutes to tell them the crap I am going to pull.."

"Aye sir," through gritted teeth.. "Senior NCO meeting at 1455.."

Master Chief Ray walked off trying not to blow his top..

"Lt. colonel.. Will you get me every O-2 and below down to warrant officer here.. I need to get them started on their Preparatory briefing Mam.."

Simpson had a look of doubt of her face, "You lying sack of S#$%.. Your gonna have the little officers run a surprise inspection.."

"Bikermama.. You want to find out about it and join them?"

Simpson grinned evilly herself, "Wouldnt miss it for the world.."

Two men in business suits walked up.. They flashed their badges, "Lt. McCawt.. Department of Homeland security.."

"We have been assigned as your new security detail by orders of President Trump.."

Taking thier badges and shaking his head, "Idiots.. Not you gentlemen.. S@#$.." Looking both men in the eye one at a time, "We have to do something first.. You have to change your dress. And yes I will give your people a complete copy of the brief I gave the General.."

Both DoHS agents went wide eyed with fear for a second.. "Lt.."

The other agent took a big sigh of relief, "Thank you Lt. McCawt. May I call that in?"

"No.. General then itemized for your department."

"Yokels," the Lt. colonel smiled as she walked off. "Carry out your plan as you outlined..Oh.. The general said next time you F#$% with him, he will have you shot."

"Yes mam.." After she walks away, "Tell your boss.. That I refused to help, but then tell his secretary you have the full report of the incident.. BEFORE you talk with him.."

Both men have confused looks on their faces..
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"Ursla," General Thurebreed stood in a new command center. "Wait one.."

On a screen brightly weirdlly different planes engaged Alien ships. Half way through the planes changed strategy and started to disengage as the aliens seemed disorganized.

Out of the sky Tommahawks seemed to rain down..

Shells were visible on the screen as the Alien ships tried to turn to stop the missiles..

Simpson grinned, "Got em.. "

Several of the planes broke formation and circled back following behind the shells.

"Hit em hard boys," Thurebreed grinned as the people in the Command center were enjoying the show..

"General," Ursla seemed to feel the energy in the room. She looked at the different pictures and sculptures as the sounds of sex seemed to come from above, "What is that crap?"

"Mam, that is a group of military men and their f#$% buddies. They are F#$%ing for their country.. " The General had a cigar smoking it, "We are blooding the damnable aliens nose.. Their F#$%ing teeps get lost in this sh@# !! Simple BullS#$% tripping the bastards up.." General Thurebreed looked at one of the Majors, " Marine.. Command is yours.."

Taking a head set from the General, "Aye.. General I assume command.."

Lt. Colonel Simpson passed her gear over to a Coast Guard Lt. She walked over to the door and held it opened as other planes slammed into the Aliens fleets after the americans had.

"Those.. Those are the russians? Chinese, "Ursla was pushed forward wide eyed? "I recognize some of the languages.."

"Both," the General puffed his cigar.. "The human race has gone from on the ropes to being  a F@#$ing contender.. It is why you are here Ursla."

They pass into a hallway with children drawing on the walls..

The kids all stop and sloppily salute, "Good mornin Sir.."

Stopping and Fixing one of the children's salute, the General comes to attention and returns the salute.. "Good morning my little soldiers.. How goes the drawing.."

One of the little girls whispers, " Are you sure we will not get in trouble for this?"

An older woman smiles and nods her head..

"Its katie right," The General went to one knee.. "Your the one who wrote the bad words on my office door right.." Seeing Katie go wide eyed, "I have a special assignment for you little soldier.. I want you to take your little friends and go write bad things on all the Senior NCO's doors for me.. Beth will point out the doors for you."

"They are getting a super rise spection," Katie grinned evilly..

The general put his finger to his lip, "Carry on little one.."

"Aye general," the little kids saluted again.. 

Returning it the General went back to walking away, the old woman shook her head as the children conspired..


Walking between the General and the Lt. Colonel, Ursla stopped every so often as Art and sculptures seemed to be everywhere. Rounding a corner she saw enlisted persons taking down pieces of art as others seemed to be putting up different ones. 

The general just nodded as the enlisted were debating politics heavily..

Walking into his office, Ursla walked in and paused as several screens were playing random TV shows. As they seemed to automatically change stations, Pictures of numbers seemed to change slowly at different times.

Swallowing hard, "General.. What is all this?"

Simpson shut the door, "Have a seat Mam."

"I wanted you to see the miracles going on.. As we speak the allied forces are attacking the aliens driving them to ancient battle sites.. S@#$ we have launched a second D-Day Ursla.. What is sad is this SH#$ is working.."

"So why am I here?"

"Your name has come up as a solution to an issue we are having," Simpson answered.

"How can I help? My husband is with the IT department.." Ursla paused as she looked around the office.. Something crossed her understanding as she took a deep intake of Breath, "You.. This sounds like something I heard My best friend's Ex-boyfriend say.. Psi warfare garbage.. God Tiberius is behind this crap.. yall are listening to him?"

General Thurebreed leaned back as he kept looking at Ursla, "Do you know why they broke up?"

"Not that it is any business of the military, but she fell in love with his best friend.." Ursla saw the file the general had with a kids crayon scribble all over it, "Lt. Tiberius McCawt..  " snorting, "He is a Lt.. In what the Good ship lollipop fleet..."

"She does not know the main cause sir," Simpson shook her head.. "Do you remember when the invaders hit first.. Well the Lt and his Ex-girlfriend were in the middle of intercourse when the aliens where overhead from what intelligence said.."

"What did he do... Call out another girl's name and blame it on the Alien's teeps,"Ursla laughs..

"Care to guess the girls name, "The General puffed his cigar again? "One guess and the first thirty thousand dont count.."

 Ursla was wide eyed as her brain processed the information..

"Yes.. Our defenses are based on the Lt.'s Recommendations," Simpson was standing next to the General now.. "Our experts think they were scanning the area but messed up somehow.. We have another more pressing problem.."

"I would say.. You.. He is F#$%ing insane.."

"I am glad you have full understanding of the predicament I am in.. I have an asset that has.." General Thurebreed paused, "Doc told me If I push he will break.. If I have him keep working he will break.. Lets just say I cant put him on meds.. Well this leaves you.."

"Right now he is in his house.. We need you to," Simpson looked at her.. "It was your name that came up."

"Got to hell," Ursla stood up. "I am a married woman. How dare you try to send me in to be his whore.."

"Ok," General Thurebreed picked up the phone.. "That is not my main intent.." 

"You slimy bastard.. He requested me didnt he.. God I told her not to get involved with him.."

"McCawt has no clue what we are doing," Simpson adds with a mornful look on her face.

After a few seconds, "General Weston.. Thurebreed here.. That request for IT guys.. I have one I can spare.."

Ursla is wide eyed, "General Weston is on the Mexican front.. He has a fifty..."

"Sixty five percent casualty rate," General Thurebreed coldly speaks.. 

With tears falling Ursla looks away as she hangs up the old fashion phone on the general, "This is.."

"Needs of the God D@#$ human race.. Now do I send your husband to the front lines or Do I send him with others to reset the old lines in a nice secure area the aliens cant get to.." The Phone rings as Thurebreed looks coldly at Ursla, "That is General Weston.. Does GS 10 Greene go to his command Mrs. greene? Your call.."

"Let me tell my husband I.."

"No.. He leaves in five minutes.. You can talk after you acknowledge this," General Thurebreed ignores the cold look on Simpson's face. "For the record this is voluntary. You do NOT have to have sex with the Lt... That is up to you on how you do your job.. He has to be at a meeting in this command in two days.. Stone cold sober and out of his manic phase.. The human race is counting on your efforts!"

Shaking, "This is rape.. I will file a complaint.."

Disappointed with her own words, "The JAG officer is outside waiting on you.. To sign acknowledgement of your deal. A Naval SAVY coordinator is present as well Ursla.. I am sorry but we have no choice in this matter.. Your feelings are not important in the defense of humanity.."

"It is expected you will file a complaint," General Thurebreed grined. "Please be thorough.. your husband handles those complaint files right?"

Tears fell down Ursla's face, "I just have to get him here.."

"You will be living in the same house with him. He has to be functional," General Thurebreed leaned forward as smoke rose. "So is it the Mexican front or Army Corps?" Answering the phone after Ursla nods with a tear filled face, "I am sending you a technician or two.. Simpson will get you the paperwork.." After a response, "No problem General Weston..  They will be there before the Offensive starts.."

Ursla waits for the General to hang up the phone , "Wait.. You did not name who you were sending.."

"Oh that is in case you try something cute," Simpson took a deep breath.. "You are walking into a bad situation.. McCawt has well.. He has been in a manic mode for about three weeks now. "

"Why cant you just medicate him," Ursla wipes her tears?


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Tiberius McCawt was snoring as his bedroom door sat open.

Ursla unpacked her things as she looked around, "Most of America doesnt have this crap.." 

Simpson was holding a cup of coffee as she shut McCawt's door. "Running water, Electricity, Video games.. Internet weirdly enough is spotty and the young ones are hungry but magically have phones.."

"I.. Steaks for dinner, there is chicken, freash foods of all types.. "Ursla sat out a bathrobe from the closet, "We are on rations out in the civilian area.."

"Lt. McCawt set up several aquaponics systems.. He then traded for the supplies.. The enlisted  love him because, they have this Crap in there barracks.. General Thurebreed was pissed at first.." Lt. colonel Simpson shook her head, "Till he saw the work schedule.. Fourteen hour days in three shift schedules. no weekends with two non consecutive days off.. His officers were B#$%^ing till.. "

"You got everything you wanted, so now I get what I want.." Ursla looked at the other room through the wall, "Same S#$% Ti said all the time.. Pay the best then demand slavery.."

Simpson laughed, "Pretty much.. The General removed the work schedule then revoked the privileges.. It took less then four hours for the same officers to walk back in with black eyes to suggest the previous work schedule was required.. 'for unit cohesiveness..' "

"They had to work about a week for them to get the bene'ies back. Your boss said he does not have to give orders they get done," Ursla shook her head.. "I want the truth.. "

"Your husband's name is being kept at the top of the list of IT men to travel," Simpson seemed upset. "To keep you honest.."

Ursla closes her eyes, "Did Ti ask for me personally to be his whore? He seemed happy to see me, but.. It was weird.."

"No.. Ursla.. He could have asked a lot of things.. This is," Simpson paused.. "It occured naturally.. Yes I am suspicous.. To my knowledge he never mentioned you except one time. Months and months ago.. One time. " Pointing out to the mess in the living room, "You see the state he is in.. We needed something to keep his head in the game. His ex-girlfriend is out of the question.."

"Why.. She has said some things to me that.. She might be game for this arrangement," Ursla sees no surprise in Simpson's face. "You are listening in.."

Simpson sighed, "You got him to shave and clean up.. It is a small start.. There is a major problem.. Ursla, he.. You can't tell a D@#$ soul. Do youu remember an STG1 Sheppard, or a senior Chief Drusene.."

"Yes.. Both Ti and his best friend always said they would pay them," Ursla paused.. "What happened to them.."

"Sheppard and Drusene suicided out of the blue.. Perfectly ok then," Simpson made gun with her hand and went bang..

Ursla went wide eyed, "You.. You think he suceeded in those experiments.."

"Dames and Morehouse think he may have used you friend as a test subject.. He got tired and passed her o.." Simpson shook her, "I think if he did he developed a consious. "

"Who else," Ursla was wide eyed.. "MM1 Upshaw, Master Chief I.."

"MM1 Dead by a heroic charge into the enemy, All of the other ten names are dead, by military related duties.. except.. Master Chief Ray, PC2 Dotts, OS1 Post, and STS1 Ferrari are the only ones left alive.. "

"Fourteen people dead who screwed him and he is not attached to any of it." Ursla had a look of fear on her face, "You people put me in here with him.."

"It was reviewed by the white house.. Several profilers felt you were safe because he .. As David put it, he wants to be normal.. If he did use the abilities and it is a very very big if.."

"He wants it to be real not, not fake.. " Shaking her head, "Stephanie said it felt hollow in their relationship the last year or so. The others were revenge kills.. "Swallowing hard, "I am considered sacrificial-able.. There is no way he has developed those abilities.. he would have been shouting.. S@#$.."

"He mentioned it in passing.."

"No.." Ursla closes the drawer, " It is just a weird feeling.. "

"Like he can see inside your soul.." Simpson sipped her drink, "Several of the Females have reported the errie feeling he was watching them and yet.."

"He was not even looking at them.."
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