Hi,

I thought I'd drop by to share a little bit of who I am, where I'm from and why I'm here : )

My handle is Solarius, a sort of a mix of our Star (Sol) with a Roman twist. I also carry the handle SonoftheSun on other communities but you may call me Marc as it's my real name.

Like many of you, I came across one community of conspiracy theorists (ATS) around 2007-2008 after going through a very, very dark period in my life. Lurking there and on GLP, I finally decided to join ATS in 2010. I was a very active poster there (I'd like to think so anyway) and slowly but surely got pretty good at making threads that would hit the front page. I also got very active in three boards that proved to be extremely challenging: The Short Stories, The Debates and finally, The Research area.

I am French Canadian, living in Montreal, Quebec and so English is my second language. (Still is). So not only was it challenging to come up with originality but it was also quite something to write what I had in mind...in English. It took me a while before I'd enter the Writers Contests but I eventually did and enjoyed it a great deal !

Thing is with ATS though, after a few years, I felt like it was becoming redundant...all of the hot stuff had been talked about over and over again...I felt like everything had been said and done and so when Charles1952 decided to launch a new Forum ( Hernando's Hideaway ), I jumped in.

From Member to Moderator to Global Moderator had me learning new things at a fast pace. When it came to a point where disagreements got to be majorly overwhelming for everyone involved, I decided to follow Guohua, Senona and Wrabbit2000 on a new challenge and so Rogue-Nation came to life.

The first version (called HHV2 at the time) had its share of platform problems. Extremely complicated to use for both staff and members, it finally switched to a version 2 (with a social area and a discussion area) that - even though everyone thought it'd be better - once again, proved to be a headache...for both staff and members.

This new version here (the new Version 3) is the one we wished we could have found months and months ago. Simple and elegant. Easy and fun.

I finally transitioned to Administrator, along with Guohua and Senona while Wrabbit decided to try other venues.

And so this is a new day.

One that I wish will see everyone of us bloom as we should.

Oh...I am a conspiracy theorist alright. When something major happens somewhere in the world, I always wonder what it is that we are not seeing. I always wonder what the real event is that we are not told about. I always question the official stories. I would say that I am a truth seeker. And there is truth out there, under layers and layers of lies and false flags.

I am 53 years old, soon to be 54 and if I've learned anything in this life so far, it is not to believe everything my eyes see or my ears hear. We live in a world of very complicated illusions that are set up by people that have become masters at it, over the centuries.

i am a father of two boys, 27 & 25, divorced and living with someone I met three years ago, whom I deeply love. I'm an animal lover, I love reading and writing and I love people in general.

I own my own business and even though I'm not making millions, I am doing okay.

I am really looking forward to having a chi chat with all of you, on any topics you choose to discuss.

Let's have Fun !!

Marc.

According to Golf World magazine, the average golfer loses two golf balls per round for a worldwide total of approximately 2,465,752 every day. Worried about running out? Don't be. Companies like Titleist are working hard to ensure that never happens. Titleist makes 1.2 million golf balls each day.

Now enjoy the poem, below.


In My Hand I Hold A Ball,

White And Dimpled, Rather Small.
Oh, How Bland It Does Appear,

This Harmless Looking Little Sphere.

By It's Size I Could Not Guess,

The Awesome Strength It Does Possess.

But Since I Fell Beneath Its Spell,

I've Wandered Through The Fires Of Hell.

My Life Has Not Been Quite The Same,

Since I Chose To Play This Stupid Game.

It Rules My Mind For Hours On End,

A Fortune It Has Made Me Spend.

It Has Made Me Yell, Curse And Cry,

I loathe it, And Want To Die.

It Promises A Thing Called Par,

If I Can Hit It Straight And Far.

To Master Such A Tiny Ball,

Should Not Be Very Hard At All.

But My Desires The Ball Refuses,

And Does Exactly As It Chooses.

It Hooks And Slices, Dribbles And Dies,

And Even Disappears Before My Eyes.

Often It Will Have A Whim,

To Hit A Tree Or ! Take A Swim.

With Miles Of Grass On Which To Land,

It Finds A Tiny Patch Of Sand.

Then Has Me Offering Up My Soul,

If Only It Would Find The Hole.

It's Made Me Whimper Like A Pup,

And Swear That I Will Give It Up.

And Take To Drink To Ease My Sorrow,

But The Ball Knows ... I'll Be Back Tomorrow.

AND READ THIS ONE LAST PARAGRAPH !

Stand proud you noble swingers of clubs and losers of balls. A recent study
found the average golfer walks about 900 miles a year. Another study found
golfers drink, on average, 22 gallons of alcohol a year. That means, on average,
golfers get about 41 miles to the gallon.
Kind of makes you proud. You're like... a hybrid!

As put forward in The Matrix -
Is it possible that
Love
is just a
construct?

If the essence of reality
...stripped to the bone...
is energy
- how can Love,
Right, Wrong, Good & Bad
exist?

Do they exist only in this
slowed-vibrational-3D construct?

I believed that LOVE was All...
...believed that LOVE moved All...
Now I fear that Love is
nothing more than
another mask
for self...

Please...
show that I am
wrong.

...Kindly ------ Please...

We had been asked by USSB Main directive to go to a planet called Midgard and try and establish some sort of dialog with the sentient life forms there..

How do you establish a dialog with a creature that looks like a mythical earth dragon in every way except for the breathing fire part ? Instead of fire the Socory spat a kind of venom, like a spitting cobra does back on earth or the Martie on Salome that would dissolve most things into a puddle that could be eaten (sipped) through a straw; it was purely a defense mechanism on their part, for with claw and teeth they would be the top predator on just about any world you could think of without artificial weapons . Either way unless you are covered in Dragon scales or some other form of protection when spat upon, it would be like having a very strong quick acting acid poured upon you. Absolutely not a nice way to end ones life.

I was rather puzzled at first glance at why anyone would interfere with Midgard's natural evolution for I could not see them ever establishing BULK travel or even interstellar travel.

The dragons of Midgard were able to fly where ever, whenever, they wanted to, by their own power so instead of looking up and wishing they could fly..... they could just spread their wings and in a cloud of dust and loose debris, become airborne, naturally. They tended to live in what most would consider small rookeries on many of the big mountains the Midgard landscape possessed.

The Socory were omnivores and could eat just about anything which was surprising considering the ferocious looking head and teeth. I initially had them pegged as meat eaters all the way but once again, the old saying of, you can't judge a book by the cover comes to mind. The good news in my opinion was with their claws they always had a ready made tooth pick that could reach the most stubborn food wedgie.

One other interesting fact about their society; the were true conservationist. They never depleted a species of plant or animal beyond a point of no return and they even had breeding areas where they helped some of the food stuff animals prosper. Kinda like farming only with more of a hands off approach.

The whole planet was a very active seismic body that produced huge earthquakes, mountains, and floods due to it's close proximity in orbit with a 33 earth mass gaseous planet that had a rather eccentric orbit. This 4th planet's orbit brought much of it's gravitational effect once a year to Midgard's land, sea, and volcanoes, which seemed to erupt in a seasonal kind of way just like clock work ....

Good place to be able to fly, no?

Tiki our ship carried us unerringly to the Midgard system and once our orbit was established we preformed a typical survey of the planet. There had been survey's before but not in the last couple of years.

Layla my pair bond mate, our two grown children, Fhaa and Sky (and of course Tiki the wondership) watched and waited for the survey to be completed and sent back to USSB Main. We then got down to the business of creating a dialog with these beast without being turned into a quivering blob of acid induced road kill.

The background on these Dragons of Midgard was actually quite interesting. They were an old race that had evolved from the typical dino stock which many planets go through. Big difference here on Midgard was there had not been a huge celestial impact to wipe out most of the life forms inducing a planet wide reset for life forms. The eccentric orbiting 4th planet had taken all the life threatening impacts (there had been 3 major impacts) for Midgard over the eons; lucky, lucky, lucky.

Tiki sent two holo droids out to strategic orbital locations and when they were in place we as a family were holographically sent to where the local Dragon master, (who was called Auhas), was presently in attendance.

Timing is everything. As our USSB mission brief had noted, Auhas was at the great gathering they held twice a year (298 earth days was one Midgard year) for all the Socory (dragons) to get together, fraternize, meet and greet future mates. There were and would be discussions before the council about any problems the different rookeries might be having in this open air event. It would be hard to get so many Socory that can measure over twenty foot long into one enclosure so the meeting place was held every half year at this particular place on a mountainside. There were several stepped made Dragon terraces of which at the very top was Auhas and the Socory council.

The Dragons communicated via verbal sound waves on occasion but mostly (as any civilized entity does) they communicated telepathically. No, they were not on par with even my Bio-chip USSB telepathic abilities but at least we could communicate thoughts and word pictures and hopefully start a lasting dialog without all the mental gymnastics and covert thought patterns we would have had to use if they were non-telepathic. Verbal discourse was out of the question for us unless you took the time to decipher about one hundred and fifty different roars, grunts, and burps they produced; Dragon faces and lips do not do well with things like formed words. Getting mad or a sign of disgust was usually displayed by passing rather obnoxious gas (farting) towards what ever they were displeased with if the mental telepathic sparing failed with an opponent. Trust me, from what I gather, a dragon fart is not something to be taken lightly.

My family and I materialized before the council standing shoulder to shoulder and facing Auhas and all those who were gathered on either side of him.

Auhas was an old Dragon by the look of him and as we stood there and all eyes turned in our direction he stood up and in a Dragon sort of way, offered us a greeting.

His greeting consisted of, “I see you”.

Layla replied, “Auhas we see you and come as uninvited friends”.

“Never have I seen such as you before... There are low land creatures that have similar body builds but are crude compared to yours. We call them Sipat”.

A mental image of a small diminutive ape like creature appeared in our receptive minds and I was glad to know they are not usually eaten according to the information I had previously gleamed through USSB Main.

“State your purpose in appearing before us”.

Fhaa was next to speak, “ Auhas we belong to a culture that flies between the stars. We have come not to interfere with your great gatherings or your worldly endeavors but to invite those who wish to join us, to travel amongst the stars. Your species could be even greater than you already are. All of you could become part of the millions of sentient beings that have joined USSB to investigate and learn the mysteries of the entire multiverse”.

Auhas was forming questions in his mind but I abruptly shut them down by thought transfer, “Auhas we will leave your gathering now and let you and others think about what we have said. We will return in two days time, or at the end of this gathering, to listen to your questions and discuss your decision”.

With that we joined hands and our holographic appearances elevated straight up and out of sight into the heavens.

Tiki had managed the Holographic presentation perfectly; and I told her so.

The abrupt ending to our Socory meeting was all based upon what was known of Socory protocol. USSB had been monitoring these council meeting for thousands of Midgard's years and anything that was brought before the council was always considered and then a list of questions would be put forth by the council a few days later. If the member who brought the question/suggestion to the council could answer the follow up questions then a determination would be made in favor or against with regards to the petitioner. If there were still unanswered questions then once the answers were provided a determination could be made.

The Socory really were an inquisitive lot for a bunch of flying lizards and they had questions without answers probably since the first Socory took to the air. USSB could answer all their questions and give answers to stuff they have never even dreamed of. Either way it would be their choice. I was still trying to figure out how they would fit on some of our ships unless they entered through a cargo door ?

For the next two Midgard days we did some solar system exploring but except for Midgard the outer planets contained nothing but some beautiful landscapes along with a few fungus and the occasional bacterium. This was basically a dead system except for the Socory home world.

As promised on the second day I alone presented myself holographically before Auhas and the council. The elder council and Auhas wanted to learn more so I spent some time telling him and the council how I had become part of USSB, where I was from, and some of the things I had experienced since joining. They were all keen listeners with quite minds and their thought processing was much quicker than I had expected.

Auhas was over 1200 Midgard years old as were several other members of the council. The oldest I detected was a female 1618 years of age.

What I told them must have worked for Auhas volunteered to receive a bio-chip to learn and pass on to the council and all the Socory his perceptions.

With all the sentient beings that compose USSB who would have ever guessed we would have our very own dragons that would join and become part of the USSB universe ?

Everyone in the business, (or those who dealt with such matters) knew from Serkoff's defection (1963) and the later defection by Dr. Alibek that the Russians had warheads with genetically modified smallpox and Ebola.

The Russian plan was certainly correct in it's assumption that when released this combination would be 100% fatal for all those exposed. However the problem for their delivery devices would be a big fat finger pointing back to the USSR.

Not very good P.R. !

The USA wanting to maintain parity with the Russians and the 'War of Biotech' had decided long ago 'do not mix agents of death' . It was theorized that with our lead in bioengineering we could work on individual agents and make them more effective without leaving our finger prints all over the virus.

Ebola was the agent of choice because of it's lethality and availability however, it needed a more effective way of being propagated/spread instead of the normal contact by body fluids once the host was showing symptoms. That was the most difficult part; to modify without leaving a genetically modified fingerprint.

Ebola's quick incubation period and burnout (which had always been problematic) needed some attention, so a new approach was researched for the slowing of the initial stage of infection. Needless to say with team 4 they were able to make the incubation period slow to around 21 days. That was really the best part of the Team's endeavors; the ability of the new strain to become infectious on the 18th day before any symptoms were exhibited in the host.

It was thought that 4 days of contact with others would be more than enough to satisfy our requirements for an effective pandemic.

We did combine Rabies with Ebola (just on a lark.... easy for us to do). The data on all the test subjects who were exposed; 100% turned into something resembling a Zombie with the classic biting attack. Unfortunately, we were only able to work with 20 abductees, but all 20 exhibited rabid responses while their internal organs turned to mush.

During those lethality experiments it was shown that the younger the host was at the time of infection the longer they attacked and lived.. One 18 year old and another 22 year old female (s) were particularly aggressive and outlived all the other test subjects that were older. However, as with the Russians and as per our mission parameters we were not allowed to continue in this vein of research even though this virus was by far the most effective...

It was decided to genetically bind Ebola and a common retrovirus which encoded in RNA instead of DNA. Simple really; thus one of the common cold viruses was selected. After years of trial and error the final agent was deemed successful.

What made this particular strain perfect was the inability for anyone to prove it was not a natural mutation.

In celebration, a commission was given to proceed with the construction of the Georgia Guide Stones; which I thought was rather silly myself but I was just a director and that decision was made way above my pay grade.

The final agent languished in level 4 labs strategically placed in many safe countries all over the world waiting for the day when the perpetrators (We) had finished our plans for continuity.

Things began to fall apart around 2012 because of all the alternate news sights on the internet and the decline of the mainstream news/propaganda outlets losing their viewership. Furthermore, hacking was always a threat even though all our communications were NSA encrypted. We were the only ones who had the key but the worry was always a Snowden type exposing some of our work, which like the Russians, would not have been good P.R. to say the least !

Yes, Snowden sped up many things because there was a great fear of how many more Snowdens might be waiting in the wings with possible damaging information; regardless of how compartmentalized the program had been and how many layers of encryption were used, paranoia was everywhere throughout the organization.

Some of the key researchers have been dealt with through accidents and becoming infected with their different creations over the last several years. Loose ends are never permitted in this type of operation..

I saw what was happening and did my best to disappear. To what end I honestly do not know anymore. 'They' evidently decided to release the mutated virus in Africa because it was felt the lack of education and widely separated populations would be a great outdoor lab to test exactly how well PAN-EBR7 transmission in the real world would work.

The local dogs eating dead bodies and then spreading out from their last meal helped to spread the virus; which had not been factored into our original scenario.

As those who have survived to date know, everything got out of hand ! PAN-EBR7 during our testing could not be spread during the first 18 days of the incubation period.... "I swear it was engineered that way" !

Something happened to the splice and a slight mutation has now evidently caused the virus to become infectious as early as the 12th day after exposure. No one could have foreseen that, no one!

This may be my last entry for I am now running a fever and am developing classic symptoms that was included in my own damn paper summited way back in 1984.

"I had planned on being one of the survivors"!

"Lord what have we done".



Post date: NONE

Chapter 2


Since his wife had died Jim had been somewhat a loner preferring his horse and Toby the dog to the company of others. When all the talk was mostly about the Ebola virus and it's deadly spread, he saddled up and packed for an extended stay next to his favorite wilderness fishing pond.

The weather was perfect with the highs in 80s F. and the nights close to 55 F.

As he approached the pond (and to his great surprise) he heard voices and a female screaming.

After determining the direction of the noise he dismounted and cautiously penetrated the brush and trees that rimmed the pond. His eyes took in a scene of two very dirty men holding down a girl and tearing off her clothing. She was fighting, crying, and using all her strength to fight them off, but it was a losing battle.

Upon further scanning of the scene there was another body of a man laying about 10 yards away. It appeared, due to the man's obvious age, he could have been the girls father or possible sugar daddy. The prone man had evidently received a blow to the head with one of the survival shovels which had become quite popular over the years. The shovel was still embedded in his head at a rather obscene angle as his body continued to produce copious amounts of blood to stain the sand and dirt of the pond's edge.

One of the dirty men slapped the girl a rather severe blow across the face and head which stunned her to almost unconsciousness; at least the screaming stopped as the final clothing apparel was removed from her prone body.

The biggest of the dirty men then lifted the girl from under her arms and stood her up on her wobbly legs as 'Dirty Man Two' started to undress. As his pants dropped around his knees Toby the dog was sent to take him down as the Lone Horseman came out of hiding.

Seeing the dog run for an attack the guy holding the girl dropped her to help his friend to fend off the dog attack. At this point one shot was fired and Mr. Biggie's head exploded into a pink mist as he dropped in his tracks. Toby did not miss a stride as he attacked the remaining dirty man which screamed like a girl as Toby tore him apart.

The girl had sat where she had fallen either to scared to move or in a total state of shock as Jim the once lone horseman approached.

In a gentile voice he said, " I hope those were not relatives of yours" .

As time passed or within the next year they built an underground home furnished with handmade furniture which was very efficient at keeping them warm and comfortable during the cold season.

Everyday Jim cranked up the charge on his survival radio, and everyday there was no signal from any station broadcasting. No news, no talking, just static which was not a positive sign for on his prior stays there had been a multitude of stations to choose from.

In the last year they had not seen or heard another soul.

Chapter 3

There would have been more survivors on planet earth but with all the dead bodies being fed upon by anything that ate flesh or sucked blood the final results for even those people in isolated regions were many became infected; which was still certain death.

Roving bands of dogs, which were carriers of the virus yet had no symptoms themselves, were a major vector for the infection.

The dogs had tasted human flesh so by the second or third generation they thought humans were a natural food source. More than one survivor fell to a pack of dogs hungry for a fresh meal. Even those who escaped, but were bitten or scratched, only lived to infect others they came in contact with.

There were days in the second year of the virus where the sun would be blotted out by a huge swarm of flies. It was truly a biblical sight for those still living.

A rather large percentage of the survivors just lost the will to survive in a world so harsh and hard to scratch a living from. If anyone ate meat they did not know if the animal was a carrier of the virus. Were they infecting themselves to stop the pain of an empty stomach ? Had the Deer or rabbit been infected by something before providing a meal to those lucky enough to bag one for supper ?

Some of the survivors had stolen or borrowed from unknown owners boats of all makes and sizes. Many were lost at sea due to weather or just not knowing what they were doing, however, at least they did not have to worry about the roving bands of dogs that were hungry for their flesh.

Human nature, being what it is, allowed the truly rugged and strong of spirit to survived until the virus found them.

Stories of underground bunkers with filtered air and food to last several years would have been heaven to those who struggled to survive. But the few survivors who thought about such things were to afraid to look; the chance of infection was just to great and who was to say the virus had not beat them there anyway.

Isolated pockets of humans were spread all over the globe. But at this stage of the contagion there were not 12,500 breeding pairs to be found world wide.

The few remaining survivors were just about to the end of their genetic life line with very few exceptions. In other words there were so few breeding pairs it was just about 'curtain closed' for the human race.

To say it was way past the time for a miracle would be an understatement if not an insult for no miracle makers seemed to care..

"F#$%ing Amazing," The Ten year old watches Spiderman swing by.. "I want to say it is very cool but crap.." Looking down at his hands, "They are so small.. What did those AIM bastards do to me.."

A police officer whispers into his mike, "I have spotted the kid.."

"F#$%ing morons," The ten year old closes his eyes.. The Kid rises in the air, "I see why he enjoys this S#$%. So.. The NYPD is infested with terrorist agents.. Hydra Nazi's.. "

The police officer pulls his gun, "Mutant freak.. You think we.."

The kid smiles as the crowd gets a look on their Face.. "Well technically no.. I do however have one of their awesome powers.." The Kid raises the Police officer into the Air as several of the officer pull their guns..

"Put the officer down.. You F#$%ing mutant freak," One of the NYPD officers yell..

"Mutant.. Ok," The kid freezes every person on the street.. "The funny thing the writers have never realized about ole Magnet boys powers.. I do not need to play fair.."

All the police officers hit the ground..

The Aim Agent in NYPD uniform is stuck in the air, "You.. there is no way you have mastery of his abilities that quickly.."

"Mastery.. Dude its called youtube and years of trying to build crap.. " The ten year old grins, "All I did.."

"Was create a gravity well.. No.. You.." The NYPD AIM man moved, "You are not using the metal around my body you are manipulating the earths gravity field.."

"I read the papers here.. Seems the NYPD has the same reputation here as it does at my home," An EM Pulse comes from the kid waving his hand.. "Enjoy your flight. Remembers to tuck your legs in the kiss your A$$ position..."

The NYPD Aim Agent goes flying and screaming as the police officers are all seemingly pinned to the ground..

"Its called about five times earths gravity.." The teen pauses and looks out over the area, "Got to go.. Seems the flying Aim agent has gotten attention.."
The kid quickly drops to the ground and takes off letting the crowd return to normal..

"I have to find a way home.." The kid shakes his head as he is quickly moving, "Before they decide to reboot the universe.."
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Quietly a figure floats in the air over a manufactured home. With his eyes closed the teen sighs and floats away as the Arizona mountains flash with lightening.. "She is happy at least.. this is bullS#$%.. Two years stuck in the marvel universe.. Welcome home Trent.."

F-22 raptors come flying through the air as a tear falls from the kids eyes..

"Chairforce," A wave of the kids hand and the raptors lose power. As they planes start to fall out of the sky the kid floats there and watches them fall.. "I guess they forgot to file the proper paperwork.."

Three squads crash to the ground, with some crashing into the city. Flames rises, Sirens can be heard, as only one of the pilots managed to eject in time is caught in her chute..

Metal from the destroyed plane floats to her surrounding her waist, ankles, and wrist. The pilot starts panicking and tries to reach her knife as shards of metal cut her chute off..

A vodered voice speaks as rain falls, "Tell your commanding officer I have the recordings on the attack.. I will make sure they are released to the families of the other pilots if he tries to kill me again.."

"You destroyed," The female pilot screams as the knife blade cuts her face..

"That is to remind you Major I will come for you later.. Tell the family members you were just following illegal orders.. I am a US citizen and you opened fire on me,"

The lightening revels an armored teen with a black cape fluttering in the wind. "They are dead Chairforce and their blood is on your hands alone.. You were their squad leader.. "

Struggling as tears fill her eyes, "You monster.. They were good men with families.. They.."

A piece of metal seems to bend over her mouth, "Good just tell the general to retire or I come for him personally.. Make sure your supervisors know this also.."

The Major notices that the Missiles from the planes are floating in the air, "What are you going to do with them?"

"Sell them to the highest bidder of course," the Armored teen grins evilly.. "Operation Fast and Furious.."

The Major struggles as she is gently set on the ground.. She tries to pull off the metal and cant get it to come off.. It takes her a second to realize that the Armored teen is pointing his open palm at her.. A n electrical charge comes from his gauntleted hand and knocks the Major out cold.
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A man in a thee piece suit walks down under the bridge and has an issue immediately..

"Mr. Ironstein.." A man with an SDPD badge takes a deep breath, "Are you sure this kid is here?"

Several other officers have thier weapons drawn.

"Put those away.. Trailvin" Mr. Ironside growls, "Tasers only.. Or you will be stuck giving directions on redeo drive.. That or they will find everything you have done wrong.. My client's son is here and we must find him.."

A surprisingly clean kid stops when he sees them.. He gives a worried scream nd runs off..

"They know we are here.. This little gang is," The cop freezes when he hears a click of a rifle..

A twelve year old kid walks out as several officers all draw there weapons.. "Good evening officer.. I will let you know now that the whole area is mined and I will blow it up to F#$% you up.." Sighing the Twelve year old snaps his fingers and a formerly well dressed man is dragged out, "I knew you would find us.. Here take the pedophile.. I want concessions for letting him go.."

The lawyer holds his hands up, "I am not here for the perv.." Mr. Ironstien smiles , "Officer Trailvin.. I beelieve this is the socialite you were looking for.. "

"Pedophile.." Trailvin takes a deep breath, "Ironstien.. His family is VERY powerful in the area.."

Ironstien holds up his hand, "Mr. Mortimer.. I am Johnathan Ironstein.. I am here because I am with your late father's estate.."

Narrowing his eyes Mortimer looking at the armed kids, "How much was he worth?"

Ironstein's phone rings and he holds up his hand, "Its one of the men your father supported over the years.." Answering the phone, "Your honor.."

The police officers go wide eyed and immediately put up their guns and take out the tasers..

"My family has," The pedophile is taken by the closest officer as he tasers him..

The kids get a look in their faces, "You have the right to remain silent.. " As the officer reads the pedophile his rights, "Your honor we have an issue with another of your supporter's son.."

"Lock him up in a mental health facility for twelve years.." Mortimer looks at some of the younger kids, "Tell his honor I would like to continue my father's support .. I need something.. I want all these kids placed in witness protction across the united states.. "

"Son.. I am not sure that is," The judge on the other end pauses.. "Well .. If it is the missing person his family has enough power to cover this up and I can leverage this.. "

"Then I would like to congratulate you on your recent victory in the election.." Mortimer smiles, "So my father was a rich man.."

"He arranged for placement of you," Ironstien grins.. " It is weird but she is on the way with her husband from Texas.." The lawyer sees the look, "They were skeptical at first but your father always paid in cash ahead of time.. They get their own house paid for and a small stipend for the next six years or till you move out for college."

Several more kids all come out and are whispering.. One of the older ones looks down and walks over and she coughs, "Mortimer.. Is it true .. I.."

Seeing the way the older one behaves the Lawyer smiles politely..

"Yes Julia.. Everyone is going into custody but it is Federal custody.." Mortimer sees terror on some of the kids faces making the cops close their eyes..

"I do not want to go to another home.. they," The little boy grabs Mortimer with tears in his eyes as his side arms is in his hands..

Going to one knee, "Its a warm bed.. And these people who will be taking care of you are the good guys.. They hunt the monsters who hurt you.. Plus you will probably be to busy swimming .. Fishing, hunting in the wild outdoors with your new father.." Mortimer sees the doubt as does the officer..

"Kid," the officer walks over.. "I am retiring in a few weeks.. Me and the old lady plan to move out of this area.. Tell you what.. If you come quietly.. You have my word we will go fishing and hunting.. My granddaddy owns over a thousand acres of land.. There are so many fish you stick your hand in the water and just pull them.."

The officer smiles, "Of course I will have to show you how to fight the Grizzly bears up there.. They .."

"Don like sharin," The kid smiles.. "Mortimer is.. Is he one of the.."

"You have to learn to decide that for yourself.." Mortimer smiles, "See if his wife makes your favorite food before you decide.."

The scared kid looks at the Police officer,"I cant believe I am trusting a Po-po.." The kid hands the gun over to the cop..

The whispers approvingly and very low, "Me and gramps will teach you to shoot properly.. Then we can go deer huntin.." Seeing the kid go wide eyed, "Relax.. We will be using bows .. Guns are better for bird hunting.."
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Sitting with now clean Jeans and a simple T-shirt with Magneto was right on it, Mortimer sees the 23 year old woman walk out of the office..

"We take custody of the Twelve year old.." She puts her hand up stopping the man with a three piece suit, "I take custody of the Twelve year old.. We get a house, A car.. it is his but we get to live there till He graduates from high school or college. Then it is ours.."

A 23 year old male walks out, "Baby.. Esters, we get it rent free.. We only pay for food.."

"Rique, But why would Trent leave custody of Mortimer to us.. My brother was his friend not us.. I tolerated him," Esters looks at her husband then to Mortimer . "I mean its.."

"Listen.. " Mortimer smiled to himself, "Lady it could be because it would cause issues for me apparently to be left with his ex-girlfriend.. She is banging your brother his friend.."

"Why not leave you with other family members.." Esters is suspicious as she looks at Mortimer, "This is way off.." Seeing her husband, "Rique.. We are a young couple.."

"Who are broke and trying not to live off Mama's and Daddies.. Trent Probably did not want to leave his son to an older couple.. It gives us practice.. And Mortimer probably will be low maintenance.."

"You just want someone to play video games with," Esters shakes her head as she looks Mortimer in the eyes. "This is a mistake.. A huge mistake.. Ok.. Mr. Ironstien we will take the kid for a little bit of time and see how it works.."

"No.. " Mr. Ironnstien responds coldly, "All or nothing.."

"If she doesnt want me then fine," Mortimer looks away.. "She is snob Mr. Ironstein.. Is it because I have been forced to live on the street most of my life? I am not good enough.."

"Mortimer," Esters sighs.. "It is that everything is odd littleone.. You are not.. Something is off here.." She looks at Mortimer in the eyes, "No your lying to me.."

"Dad said you were young and stupid.." Mortimer laughs, "You will go places but are still in that young stupid phase.."

"You met your father," Mr. Ironstien walks over.. "He never mentioned it in any of our conversations.."

"No offense Mr. Ironstien.. You are the hired help according to what dad said.." Mortimer looks at the group, "He told me he would make arangement for the safest place.. Esters.. He chose you for some reason.."..

Looking at her very different, Esters became self conscious. Instinctively she covered her chest, "Trent.."

Mortimer smiled evilly, "Probably thought you being a young coupe might be better equipped to handle a teenager.. What do I know.. Business is.."

Esters is wide eyed, "Business on days that end in why.." Esters crinkles her nose and shakes her head, "So your FATHER talked with you?"

"Not a whole lot.. said he was taking a trip, aint been seen since," Mortimer took a deep breath. "Two years ago.. If I recall correctly Essie.."

Esters go wide eyed and partially pissed, "Thats.. Thats not possible.." She pokes Mortimer, "Your a ten year old.."

Crinkling his nose, "Your still not a genius.." Mortimer whispers, "Biness iz biness.."

Esters quietly gulps, "My brother.. S#$%.. S#$%.. "

"Esters.. Mr. Ironstien of course we will take residential custody of Mortimer," Rique smiles.. "We will move into the house.. It should save us thousands of dollars.."

Esters pokes Mortimer on the arm.. She takes a minute, "My god.. What happened to you? I mean.. God Bless.." Esters squeezes Mortimer's arm..

"I guess my father wanted to make sure you got a place to live," Mortimer looks Esters in the eyes.. "I was on the streets for a little bit of time.. Went to New York..
Came back here.."

"You.. You.. You are so young," Esters is in shock.. She closes her eyes and speaks, "I.. I owe Trent.. Mortimer can move in.. We will pack and move into the house in about a month.. I take it we will have no issue with CPS.."

"I am licensed to practice law in the south south west.. " Mr. Ironstien grins, "They will not be an issue.."
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Case file: 4321TIC2089

March 12, 1993

"Cuase," A teenage girl laughed.. "I would never go out with a B#$%^ like you. I have a boyfriend and Johnny will beat your A$$."

Cuase looked down ashamed, "Tammy.." Anger flashed through his eyes, "F#$% you!"

The young lady got a shocked look on her face, "You see Cuase.. that is why? It is not the white trash.. It is not the clothes.. The problem is that you are a lazy F#$% with a bad attitude.. You have been kind, but it ends when you do not get your way.."

Several Of Tammy's friends laughed at Cuase..

Taking a deep breath cuase, walked away as the girls laughed at him..

"HE is such a Spaz," Tammy shook her head..

Pissed off Cuase walked down the hallway.. "I will find a way.."

A very much older man with a cane stops Cuase forward progress, "Crying wont make it better.. God.. I was such a F#$%ing Pussy.."

Cuase pauses, "You.. Gandpa died years ago.."

"No S#$%.." The old man takes out a device, "It is called a cell phone.. Listen to me.. We both watch time travel movies.. Do the math dumb A$$ !!"

Cuase catches the weird device, "Please you are just.."

"Listen to me.. It will allow you to travel through time.." Sirens go off in the background, "No time.. Listen to me.. We F#$% everything up.. Those sirens are for me.. Get the F#$% out of Dodge.. they have to catch you First.."

Cuase watches as the old man disappears, "What in Sam hell?"

"S#$%," the old man shouts as he fades.. "It means that we failed.. S#.."

Shaking his head, "Dumb F#$%.." Looking at the Phone, "time Travel.. yeah.."

Cuase walks up to the front of the school as the officers pile out of their car..

The front officer in a dress suit, "He is right there.."

Cuase looks around at the other Students, "Who are they.."

"Mr. cuase.. "The man in the suit calls out, "Please step away from the other Students.."

cuase freezes as he holds the phone, "What?"

The officers pull thier guns, "Put the bomb down and.."

Cuase bolts back into the high school, "S#$%.. What the .." Opening the phone as he runs down the hallway, "S#$%.. S#$%.. S#$%.."

Ducking into a classroom with the lights off.. The sound of the police coming running down the hallways reach Cuases ears as he lays back against the desk..

Opening the phone, "I wonder.. What do I dial to.." A hologram comes from the phone, "I.."

"Unauthorized.. Unauthoriz.." the hologram Blinks, "Recognized user.. "

A solid sounding voice speaks, "Mr. cuase.. As of right now I can help you.. Do NOT use any devices in your possessions."

Cuase looks up at the wide eyed teacher who woke up, "Ms. Rock.. You tried.."

"Mr. Cuase.. What did you do," Ms. Rock speaks out.. "Wow.. A hologram.."

"You are the prettiest teacher I had. It is why I love history." Cuase takes a deep breath, "Tell My momma I love her.."

"What," Ms. rock watches as Cuase pushes a red holo button and disappears..

"S#$%, " The man in the Suit bust in the door.. "He pushed the red button.." Seeing the teachers face, "S#$%.."

"Johnny," Ms. Rock passes out as the Man in the black suit sighs.. "I cant remove your from history.. God D@#$ it Cuase.. I always thought YOU would become a time criminal.."

Another officer walks in, "Detective.."

"He jumped.. Wipe Ms. rock," The detecive shakes his.. "Be gentle.. She was one of my favorite teachers.."

"What about the kid," The other officer whispered..

"Tell the yokels in this time period he escaped.. D#$% it.. Tell TIC I will bring him in.." Johnny shakes his head, "This one is technically all my fault.. He could have been a good kid. I will have to erase him myself.. I owe Cuase that much.."

The other officer pauses as he reads a glass pad, "Sir.. Its from command.. We have to bring him in and wipe him.."

"What?" Johnny takes the pad as he reads, "A wipe is for minor offenses, not theft of a time machine.. What the hell does command mean he is too embedded to historical events?"

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Wind blows into the dinner, "Have a seat where ever you want.." A red headed woman smiles, "What would you like to drink?"

"Uhm.." Cuase looks at several people on phones as he sits his backpack down, "Sweet Tea.."

The teenage waitress smiles, "You look familiar sir.." Shaking her head, "I am Judith.. "

"Thank you very much mam," cuase picks up a menu.. "Holy.. Expensive.."

Judith gets a look on her face but pauses when Cuase opens his wallet..

"Mam.. I will have two double cheese burgers," Cuase shakes his head at the menu.. "Plain and dry.. with bacon.. I am not on diet.. "

"With cheese.." Smiling Judith shakes her head, "The meat to.."

cuase smiles not meaning too, "Yeah.. How did.."

Missing cuases face as she pours the sweet tea, "You are cute kid.. My Dad orders the same thing.. I will remake his.. Here you go kid?"

Cuase freezes, "Uhm.. Thank you.. Your Dad?"

The manager narrows his eyes, "No feeding anymore strays.."

Before Judith can answer, "Ms. Adams.. " Cuase takes out his last forty, "Let me go ahead and cash out.. I need two.."

Glaring at her boss, "Sure thing sugar.. "After picking up the Twenties Judith pauses, "You need two tens right.."

Cuase smiles evilly, "Yes Ms. Adams. I need one of the tens back.. The other is yours.. Fastest service I have ever had.."

Shaking her head as she goes to the cash register, a Little black kid looks at Cuase..

Taking the Ketchup bottle, "Can I help you?"

"Another one," The black kid pauses.. "I take it I am about to here a sob story.."

"No.. Who are you," cuase looks at the kid? "Do I know you?"

Pausing the kids sees Ms. Adams walk back over, "Viscoth.. Be nice honey.. Your mother Tammy is out making her money?"

"Tammy," cuase gets a look in his eyes and takes a deep breath.. He munches the Burger as change is set on the table.. "Its ok mam.. If he wants he can sit with me or sit over there.."

Judith Adams goes and checks on her other customers as Visgoth gets up with his book and drink, "You do not.." The little kid covers his mouth, "Holy.. You have to get out of here now.."

"Listen kid I do not know you from Adam," cuase chuckles at the little joke.. "I am hungry and have not eaten in two days.."

Visgoth looks over at the manager who is on the phone.. "Your not the first one to come in here.. They think I am stupid, "Visgoth whispers.. "You really do not know.."

"Is Tammy happy," cuase ask between bites..

Visgoth shakes his head, "You really .. S#$%.. " giving up the kid sits back, "You are a time traveller.. the manager is one of their agents.. You do not know me?"

A little Shocked Cuase turns and sees the Manager go to the back, "S#$%.. I got to eat.. What happened to Tammy?"

"You really do not know.. Mr. cuase get the F#$% out of here now.. Their is no way this ends well for you.. Mr. Adams," Visgoth smiles as the manager comes out of the back.. "Too late.. I am so sorry.. You cant do anything Mr. Adams.. She is an escort.."

The manager walks over as the sirens go off, "Sir.. If you do not mind.."

Cuase takes a big drink, "I F#$%ed things up.."

"Not here Mr. Adams," The manager growls lowly..

Cuase breaks the Tea Glass on the managers forehead.. Taking a shard with his bloody hand, "STAY Back.. Or the cop gets it.."

Visgoth sees Mr. Adams eyeing his backpack..

"Tell your mother I did lover her.. Take care of her.."

"Just give up.. You can not get away," Visgoth shakes his head..

"Go to law school.. I need an attorney," cuase winks and walks out the back with the manager.. "No D@#$ hoverboards.. I was F#$%ing robbed.."

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Cuase walked into the apartment, "Ms. Adams.. I am.."

The young lady pulls a side arm, "I will call the cops.. You almost got me fired sir.. Leave.."

The little black kid comes from the back, "Ms. Adams.. You cant shoot him.."

Cuase falls to the ground passed out..

"S#$%," Judith's phone rings as sirens go off in the background.."DAD.. I.. Dad," Judith looks down at Cuase laying on the ground.."I..Listen mom is fine.. Just call her she divorced you because. I am fine I will call you back."

Visgoth walks over and checks Cuase's pulse, "He is alive.. We will need to wrap his hand and stop the bleeding."

The doorbell rings..

Judith puts her gun back in her purse, "Its your mother.. Help me get him on the couch and cover him up.."

As the bell rings the two of them drag Cuase to the couch and cover him up..

Judith takes a deep breath and answers the door, "Tammy.." Seeing the man with her, "Victor.."

"Get your kid whore," Victor growls.. He eyes Judith, "If you want you can make a little more money.. Gingers sell.."

"Victor.. I am not interested.. I babysit so Tammy can get money.."

Visgoth looks at his mother and sees the black eye, "Its ok momma.."

Victor Sees the glares as the sirens come closer, "Looks like the Popos are out in mass.. Somebody F#$5ed up.. We need to get out of here.."

Cuase sits up from the couch and grabs Judiths side arm, "Victor is it.."

Victor Laughs, "Pull da trigger white boy.. "

Tammy puts her son behind him, "Please sir.. My... My Son.. His father is.."

"Is dead to me Tammy.."

Visgoth walks over, "Cuase.. Their is nothing you can do.. Go.. Get out of.."

"He is in here," Johnny's voice rings out.. "S#$%.."

Victor pauses, "S#$% Long arm of the Law Johnny.."

Everyone looks at Victor..

"I aint being erased," victor pulls out a nine mill..

Before he can raise it cuase shoots him down..

"Cuase.. Their is nothing that can be done.." Visgoth sees Cuase wobbling.. "Yes Judith.. I am very afraid this is going to end badly for you.."

"You.. you were reading a Law book.. Take my backpack go to law school.. Consider it a retainer.. Make things right for Tammy.. Please.. I am going to need an at.. To need," Cuase passes back out and hits the floor..

The door to Judith's apartment bust open, "We have one man down and our main suspect is down from wounds.."

Visgoth shakes his head as he eyes the backpack, "Law school.. I.."

Johnny walks over and takes a deep breath as he removes the phone from Cuase's pocket.. Seeing the backpack, "Grab it.."

Visgoth closes his eyes and grabs the backpack before the officers do.. He looks at Johnny and opens the backpack, "The possession of the money was handed over to me.."

Johnny goes to his knee, "Sir.. We know you know.. It slipped out several times.. The backpack.."

"Was a retainer.. From a client," Visgoth shook his head..

The offier laugh as Johnny glares, "Kid.. Trust me.. He is scum.. He is going to be .. Be dealt with.. He is not protected by Attorney client Privalege.. Your nt a lawyer yet.. Its evidence.."

"What did he do," Visgoth ask?

"Son.. He tried to change history.. He will get a trial and then be.." Johnny looks at Judith, "Dealt with.. This is.."

"He has a constitutional right to a lawyer," Visgoth tries to argue as his mother stands over her pimp crying..

"Son.. You will understand," Johnny takes the backpack.. Shaking his head, "We cant help him.. I wish I could.. See you in the future kid.."

Cold steel shows in the twelve year olds eyes, "That you will officer.."

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"Cause," Johnny takes the cuffs off.. "I am sorry.. Part of this is my fault.. You could have been.."

"F#$% off Johnny," Cuase coldly responds.. "A bully in high school.. Now you have a badge.. Figures.. You let Tammy.."

"Listen Cuase.." Sighing, "I apologise.. For bullying.. It doesnt matter to much now.. you f#$%ed up most of your life after accoplishing a miracle. Now that was a F#$%ing Scandal.. For what it is worth.. I got kicked off the team for failing Ms. Adam's.. I mean Ms. Rock's test.. What I would have given for one down in college..S#$%.. " Johnny shakes his head.. I lost everything.. tammy broke up with me and had it just as.." Johnny freezes, "S#$%.. I forgot.. You told me to not give up and I still had a future.. That.."

Cuase watches as Johnny disappears and the room becomes darker..

"We got you know you F#$%ing scumbag, "Someone else pushes Cuase forward

"Case Number 4321TIC2089," A man in a bailiffs uniform calls out.. "Cuase Durant Adams.. The charge is theft of a time machine, recieving stolen goods, 12 violations of misdemeanor Chronal codes, "And Two charges of assualting TIC agents.."

A female judge shakes her head, "Mr. Cuase.. I am adding the charge of erasure of defenseless citizens to the charges. Now hundreds of time criminals have escaped.."

Arguments can be heard outside and the door opens up..

"Well it is your D@#$ fault.. I have all the authority I F#$%ing need," An older blackman is a suit responds as he walks up.. "Stay the F#$% quiet Mr. Adams.."

The Female Judge and her two associates start whispering.. Banging the gavel, "Mr. Hension.. While it is a pleasure to.."

"It is Chief Justice of the SCOTUS, Visgoth Hension.. I will take your honor," Visgoth sees the cuase's eyes go wide.. "For the defense. I have recused myself from hearing any appeals on this matter."

The three judges swallow hard..

"Now.. Lets finish this conversation your honors.. I believe you were about to start the case.."

"I object.. Mr. Hension was present at the Arrest of Mr. Adams.."

"Yes I was.. " Seeing the surprised look on the tribunals face, "I see you were not informed.. Allow me to replay the events as I remember them.."

The judges watch the file play as the prosecutor gets really pissed, "I object.."

"Consider it a retainer," The chief Justice pauses it at that point of Cuase speaking..

"Please note for the record that Mr. Adams was completely unaware of the status of my future.. He half jokingly retained my services.. "

"Your honors," the prosecutor was very pissed off. "At the time of retention Mr. Hension was NOT a lawyer.. Mr. Adams is just attempting.."

"To send a prostitutes son to college.." The only male judge on the tribunal shook his head.. "Jack.. You do not get it both ways.. either Mr. Adams Retained Chief Justice Hension as an attorney in the past.."

The prosecutor looked away pissed, "Or he walks for being unaware of the nature of his crimes because it wont qualify under our jurisdiction.."

Johnny smiled from the back area having reappeared..

"I call the arresting officer for his testimony," The chief Justice grinned as the Prosecutor growled..

"The US Government Withdraws the charges," The DA shakes his head.. "We request Mr. Adams be..

"No.. My client demands full restitution," the Chief Justice winks at Cuase.. "The Federal government does not.."

"You F#$%ing a$$hole.. You are the head of one third of the F#$5ing government," the DA was pissed off..

Not right now I am representing y client in the most Aggrievous situations.. His right to EXIST was threatened," Hension goes on for ten minutes as Johnny and the rest of the gallery listen.. "And It has come to my attention that Numerous civil rght have been violated.. I intend to argue for every single erasure appeal before my fellow justices.. We are a nation of laws.. Not the kings court.."

Cuase looks around as the pissed off female bangs her gavel, "You are out of order your honor... You can not...."

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Sans the sirens, "Here you go.." Johnny smiles, "Cuase.. Do not F#$%up this time.."

The other cop nods his head and looks around the corner, "You are on your own if they catch you."

"When this turns Green you wont remember anything buddy.." Johnny scans Cuase with a pad..

Cuase notices that the light never turns green.. Confused, "Johnny.."

"Are you ok Mr. Adams.." Johnny shakes his head, "You might want to go to the school nurse kid.."

The other cop walks around, "Kid.. "

"Who are you," cuase apprehensively ask?

Johnny winks, "Well lets head back to the station.. The bomb scare looks to be just an over active imagination.. " Johnny the time cop mouths one down, with one finger in the air..

As the two officers walk away, the partner speaks, "Somebody must have just got lucky.."

Cuase shakes his head as he walks around the corner running into a Bigger kid in a lettermans jacket.. "Johnny.."

"I should beat your A$$ Cuase.. Tammy is my girlfriend.."

Cuase pauses and looks back, "My apologies.." A thought crosses Cuases mind, "Tell you what.. I am done being embarrassed.. I failed miserably.. She shot me down because I wasnt worth her time.. Let me make it up to you.."

Johnny picks up Cuase, "I do not need your help.."

"I can help you pass Ms. Rocks .. Ms. rocks history test.."

Another one of the players intervenes, "Dude.. It is the only class he is passing.. You fail it your off the team.."

"What do you.." Johnny sighs and sits down Cuase, "It is over the history of the Supreme Court of the United States.. "

"Oddly enough.. Yes.. I recently became aquainted with it.."

"I also have a paper I have due," Johnny growls at Cuase..

"I will help you write it so you can pass at the same time," Cuase smiles.. "You have to know both in case they call you out on the paper.."

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Cuase watches the football game at the stadium.. "Come on Johnny.."

Ms. Rock walks over, "I wasnt aware you were a football fan.." she is holding several sheets of paper in her hand..

"Number 13 is on fire.." the announcer calls out, "The Field goal team is on the field with under one minute.. Wait.. The coach is going for a two point converstion for the win.."

"Johnny wrote an amazing paper Mr. Adams," Ms. Rock watches as The game unfolds.. The whole crowd cheers as Johnny powers his way past the defensive line..

"TOUCHDOWN.. The two point converstion is good!!!"

"Normally I would think someone wrote this for him.." Ms. Rock watches as Johnny celebrates, "However it appears someone coached him on the History of the US Supreme court. I was challenged accusing of just passing him.. So I was forced to give him an oral exam in front of the Principle.. To both our surprises he knee the material quite well.."

Cuase watches the set up for the kick off, "Ms. Rocks.. He passed on his own.."

"I do not know how he did it," Ms. rock shakes her head.. "Thankfully coach Williams watched this and got involved.. His star player passed both the paper, the test, and the oral.. "

cuase snorts, "Ms. rock I have a question for you.. Is anyone named Judith in your family?"

"I do not discuss personal business with students.." Shaking her head, "You did a good Job teaching Johnny where I could not.." Sighing, "My Grandmother who passed away last year.."

Cuase shakes his head, "My deepest apologies Ms. Rock.."

"Stop by my classroom later on Cuase.. I would like to know how you taught Johnny," Ms. rock quietly speaks.. They watch the game end as Johnny is lifted on shoulders.. "Looks like a recruiter from the Gators is trying to talk with him.."

"One down buddy," Cuase turns and looks at Ms. Rock.. Her scent hits his nose, "Well the rest of the football team did ask me to help them get ready.. Can I outline what I am thinking we can do together.. To teach the young men what they need to know.."

Ms. rock's face blushes for half a second as Cuase walks towards her classroom, "Mr. Williams got me out of PE to teach them.. I could use the help.." Cuase pauses as the band starts playing and laughs..



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Every end is a new beginning

"A Major," torn blue jeans allowed the cool Arizona air.. The Metal on the outside table was cool to the touch.. Puffin on a cigarette as Joss Stone's son of a preacher man played, "You smell lovely.."

The woman rolls her eyes, "You F#$%ing.." The Major pauses and sniffs the air, "I see.. Listen.. I am mated.." Flashing a nice ring, "Two you are a very low Gen.. three I have a husband who is a man of means.."

Looking at the bottom of his glass, "Okay still sober unfortunately.. Lady.. What the F#$% are you talking about.. Mated Low gen.."

Another shorter sailor interrupted, "Major Reinstack.. "

With a lot of anger, "You.. You F#$%ing Sailor, I almost got in deep S#$% for that crap you pulled.. Seaman Nelson If you were not transferring back out to a different TAD.. I would have you shot.. Just so you know the blind GS 11, Harley Isan, your F#$%ing.. Well she is married to a Lt. Colonel Isan.."

"Leave my buddy Cross alone Wanda," Seaman Nelson tattoo'ed arm rub a bald head..

The Major in a low cut party Dress pauses, "The ink on your arm.."

"That's right Major.." Seaman Nelson laughs as the major steps back.. In her voice, "The ink is fake.. I already told Cross what he was.. He laughed and said even if it was true.. He did not give a S#$%.."

"The runaway," Putting out a very subtle Pheromone.. "Look at me child.."

Cross is grinning as he looks between her legs sighing.. "So that is the pheromone S#$%.."

Andros aka Nelson clangs his glass with Cross, "I told you.. "

"You dirty bastard.. You mean she is.. She does have nice tits and an ASS you can," The Major slaps Cross..

"You.. How are you two not affected.." She sniffs at Cross and instantly inhales deeper then she meant to, "A counter Pheromone, impossible.. And the mimic is immune it seems.. Cross.. their is a reward.. Help me.."

Before she can stop him a small electrical flash hits the Major making her go down, "You knew they were coming for you.. Is this why you stayed.. So I could meet her.."

"I know it sucks being you Cross.. Your brains moves it seems faster then you do.. " Andros puts his hand on Cross's shoulder as Cross sat his jacket under the Major's head, "Keep an eyes on me Isan for me matey.. Shit storm before a manure rainbow.."

"Will do.." Cross looked down at the passed out Major as several other male got a look on their faces, Cross hit the closest trust to him.. "MINE!" Andros helps Cross pick her up, "Captain can I get your help her.. Her car.. No we go get mine.."

"By the way.. Thank you again for taking that serial killers body out of the deep freezer for me.." Andros grins as the two walk through the alley with passed out Major.. "I am also...." Seeing Cross being very gentle Andros helps him pick her, "God wide a$$ b$%^& weighs a ton..

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Shaking off what seems like Cob-webs, "God that felt good.." Major Reinstack stretches and yawns and resnuggles with her partner on the couch.. Running her hands through his chest hair, "I can tell your awake Cross.. Listen.."

"You were asleep on the couch and crawled over here," Cross smiles contently.. "Me being nice only goes so far.."

"When I leave this house this never happened," Grabbing his chest hair she bites him.. Moving her hair, "You are very special Cross.. A second Gen who is immune to Higher Generation Pheromones. My guess is its an evolutionary step in the trust and your body produces a natural counter pheromone.. Probably on top of lower number of receptors.." Sighing, "I have to report you and your runaway friend.. If you stay quiet I might come back.."

Cross cold bloodily sits up grabbing his underwear, "I just got out of a seven year relationship.. You are so out of my league.." Laughing insanely and then changing back to cold bloodily calmness," Do not tell me who to choose as my friends.. I told you to stop trying to pheromone dominate me.."

A man wabbles out of the back bedroom, "Really Cross.. You owe me a new couch, I smell her and what you two did from in there.. Slumming lady?"

"Major Reinstack was just leaving,"

Visibly upset the Major growls literally.. After a second, "No wonder you got kicked out of the Navy you F#$%ing loser.. You would never have made Officer if they had not kicked you out.."

"You need to remember you are a guest in my house B#$%^.." Solid sounding metal hits tile floor, "Do not talk to my friend that way you Trust whore.."

The major gets up nude and tries to dominate the injured vet.. After a few seconds of being glared at, "What the F#$% are you? A norm never is able to resist.." Fear comes from the Major as she backs up.. "How?"

Piss hitting toilet water fills the air, "Wallace is a Neaderthal according to the Captain.."

"F@#$ you Cross," Walking slowly over to his oven.. "It is CROMAGNON you jack A$$.. You F@#$ing Franklin Trust batsh#$ insane friend of mine.. You see C#$% According to our EQUALLY INSANE little buddy.." Turning on the oven with food already set out the night before, "I am a genetic Throwback.. My bones and muscle tissue are denser then even your S#$%.. All your little Pheromones do is turn on my F#$% you up Response.. How do you think I survived thousands of volts ans a couple amps flowing through me.."

"With a sudden stop after a hundred feet fall.." Cross walks back into the living room, "It is a miracle he can walk and talk.. My Neander buddy here is a good man.. I like you a lot.. I do not know why.."

"Listen you two.. The Franklin Trust is always on the look out for.." She pauses as she loses contact smell wise with Cross, "How in the hell are you doing this?"

"We ARE NOT FOR SALE," Cross growls picking a black dress.. With a disappointed look on his face,"You.. Go.. Last night was fun, but I will not be used again!"

Angry, sliding into her black party dress, " I will be back you two.."

"Cigarette," Cross slides into his jeans..

Wobbling towards the back door, "Sounds like a plan.."

"F#$% you," Major Reinstack has tears in her eyes as she heads towards the front door.. Opening it , "I hate you Cross you could have had me when my husband was not here.. Your little friend is F#$%ed and so are you two.. Killing a man and putting him in the freezer is still a crime" Pausing she quickly shuts the Front door.. "S#$%.. SPAWAR vehicles and Airforce MP's are at the Isans.. I cant be caught in here it will end my career.."

"Smoke out front my Neanderthal friend," Cross smiles evilly..

"Are you sure your father is not the Joker," Wallace flicks off Cross as he heads to the front.. "Just go hide in my bathroom lady.."

"Lets go see what they think of the toy's Andros left in there.. F#$%ing morons.." Cross goes wide eyed, "F#$% I forgot to get the Grav Chamber.."

"Too late now," Wallace says as he exits his house behind Cross.. "Did you have to bring her here?"

Standing in the Living Room the major takes out her phone, "Get me Elphelba Pinson.. I do not care what she is doing.. I am reporting a wilding and .. A genetic anomaly.. Hurry SPAWAR is close on my heels.."

"She did F#$% like a banshee," Cross speaks pretty weak as it fades down the driveway..

"A$$hole," The Major shakes her head.. After a few second, "Madam Pinson.. Major Wanda Reinstack, US AirForce.. Eight Gen Of the Reinstack line.. I am in Vail Arizona.. I.. I found.."

A young voice calls out as the Major is listening to the phone, "AND HALT!! Lt. Wallace.. Lt.Cross.." An audible sigh can be heard, "Those two can tell us what the Captain was working on Phillip.."

"F#$%," Cross growls.. "Andros told us.."

"Its Letch," Wallace responds.. "Maybe if we keep walking we can.."

"Gentleman," A very old sound man speaks.. "Your presence is required at the Isan residence.."

The sound of Marines in heavy gear move towards the entrance of the house.. The major heads into Wallace's bedroom, bound for the master bath.


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Walking into the Wallace Residence the same older voice of Phillip can be heard, "You mean to tell me these two have MORE of this S#$%?"

"Kid.. I can make it," Wallace is being helped by a twelve year old and Cross..

"Lt. Wallace, "Letch's voice fills the air.. "Have a seat.. Cross check the oven. Yes Phillip.. A whole S#$%ton more.. Their is a reason My CAPTAIN helped them."

Cross and Letch get Wallace into the kitchen.. As they sit him down a timer goes off on the stove..

Cross walks over to thee stove grabbing a pair of red oven mitts, "Muffins are done.."

Walking over to the modern silver fridge, "Tell the marines to sit outside Phillip.. The rest of the tour gets .." Letch smells the room, "I see Cross you dirty F#$%er.. "

"Rufus," Phillip in his four star uniform was not very happy.. "You are NOT in charge kid.."

"Ok.. " Letch pauses for a second, "So.. Is this location secured Phillip.."

Cross and Wallace Chuckle as the Admiral glares, "Yes. Our sensors of the area show the house as clear.."

"It's your Major right Cross.. "Letch calls out as he takes eggs out of the fridge, "Wanda darling.. You can come out of the bathroom.."

The Marines snort as Phillip shakes his head, "See. You do not know.."

Major Reinstack's voice calls out, "Please do not shoot.. I was here this morning to talk with Cross over his friend.. I am late for morning muster.."

Phillip is wide eyed, "We scanned.." The major walks out in a very revealing black dress.. "How in the hell did you know Rufus?"

"Her panties are on the couch.. Wallace cant F#$% on the couch.. Cross would have just got out of a relationship so my Captain started other Domino's to make sure the GOOD part of history continues.." Letch watches as the married Major is red faced, "Care marines she is an eighth gen trust.."

The two marines inside the house sniff the air, "S#$%.." One gets between the Admiral and the Major..

"Easy boys," Letch calls out as he pulls out OJ from the fridge.. Grabbing a glass out, "I will make four omlets.. Wallaces need to eat breakfast.. Call Doc Gera... God D@#$ it Andros.."

Slowly Major Reinstack sits at the table, "I heard the grav chamber part.. What the hell did you.."

"Major," Admiral De'Chez smiles.. "I trust I can count on your silence.. Certain Parties at Davis Mothman would love to know you had an affair.."

"I was on the phone with Madam Pinson.. She has been informed of their status.."

"No Major.. " Cross looks at Wallace, "I am not joining this F#$%ing Trust crap.. Admiral De'Chez was just telling us if he likes the facility.."

"Cross," Wallace looks at Letch as a glass of OJ is sat in front of him.. "We.. I do not trust MR. DE'CHEZ.."

"Wallace.. We are in deep S#$%.. Remember what Andros said.."

Sighing and grabbing the glass, "We are gonna need to consider Letch's offer early.. History was changed and we now are not unknown entities.."

"It depends on what you have hidden in the walls here.. I do not see a lot," De'Chez shakes his head..

"They have over ten miles roughly of hidden underground facilities," Letch cracks open eggs as he winks at Cross..

"Their is no way in Hell," The major interjects.. "They would have been caught plus, there has been no equipment going in or out that could.."

"Drones," Phillip Shakes his head.. "Lt. Wallace if their is half of what Letch says is there.. If you can walk me through it.. Your both Lt's in SPAWAR.." with a very evil smile, "Commander MacCann will be your commanding officer.. Especially you Cross. "

The twelve year old looking Letch chuckles, "Trying to be evil Admiral.. I like it.. Cross will be a F#$%ing challenge for him.."

"Let me eat breakfast Admiral.. Cross get my suit out of my second closet.." Wallace takes a deep breath, " I have to keep Cross out of trouble.." Looking at the Major, "Cross is a Lt. now.. Trust whore. He has his bonifides."

the two men fist bump..


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Walking out of the pantry, "We are just now in your house three hours later Lt Cross.." Taking out his phone, "I still cant reach my command.."

A man in fatigues with a commanders rank narrows his eyes, "Admiral.. I retrieved this trust B#$%^ as ordered.."

"MacCann," Admiral De'Chez heads to the front door of the manufactured home.. "Lt. Cross and Lt. Wallace are now SPAWAR officers.. Write the paperwork out and date it back two weeks.." Taking a deep breath, "Find out from Cross the date they met Captain Colt.. Make it official.. Little bastard has hacked my systems and been getting Captains pay.. So use it!!"

Opening, walking out, and then shutting the front Door Admiral De'chez is on the phone immediately..

"This is not possible," Major Reinstack whispers.. "This is about ten miles away.. Cross.. A gun belt in that outfit.. Sir he is on probation and banned from carrying sidearms.."

"For your information Wanda, its all military issue. I was told As long as I am in uniform the state rules do not apply. Green USMC work out shirt, Bootcamp bathroom flip flops, navy swim trunks, and a can of paint I borrowed from the chairforce base provide my yellow Lt. Bars.. The US Navy veteran hat came from the Tucson VA.. All Government issue.. Nothing says I cant wear it my way.." Cross enters standing at his entrance to the under ground facility, "We took the golf carts we borrowed and drove.."

Wallace comes out in the weird looking movement armor with Letch behind him..

"Do not worry about project Bandito.. Cruz will handle it," Letch turns around and shuts the pantry door.. "Passcode rotate.."

Wallace takes a deep breath, "Acknowledged.. Password rotated.. I hope the DVR recorded the new Dr. Who.."

"And now the kid to big for his britches," Commander MacCann was not to happy.. "What is going on here?"

Rufus Letch does not follow Wallace into the Kitchen, "Outside Commander.. I will brief out of Respect for who you could be." Letch seems to show familiarity with the Home as he walks out..

"Thats spooky.. Little Bastard was unfazed by what he saw and knows how you rigged those locks," Wallace speaks as the back doors lock pop..

Cross holds his hands indicating that MacCann and Reinstack needs to go that way.. "Dude.. S#$%.."

"The porch can take my weight I think.. I will have to set down on the steps.." Wallace follows behind the two as they head to the back deck.

As Cross reaches the back porch Letch looks at MacCann.. "What do you see MacCann?"

"A F#$%ing white trash man's yard," Major Reinstack answers.. "This is bad.."

"I hate to agree with the chairforce C#$%," MacCann takes out a cigar.. Lighting it, "I see trash and a lazy man who cant keep his yard clean.."

"Neither Cross or Wallace have cable or Internet," Rufus answers coldly..

"Please kid," MacCann points at the two satellite dishes.. "Hughes net and Dish I believe.. I saw the sati.."

Cross and Wallace look at Letch and swallow hard.

"Catching on now Commander," Rufus Letch points at a pile of metal trash with Sat dishes all in it.. "Camouflaged Communication array.. See those boxes the wind has not blown.. "

MacCann eyes Cross and Wallace , "What are they?"

"D@#$ it Rufus.." cross takes a deep breath, "Anti Aircraft emplacement.. We went with a three to two to two emplacement ratio.. Every three AA is guarded by two anti personel weapons and two anti heavy vehicle emplacements.." Pointing to the run down shed, "Commander that is the defensive drones launch facility.."

"You are all full of S#$%.. I take it the the old cement foundation flips over and your batmobile can drive out, "MacCann shakes his head.. "The big husky sleeping in the yard is a robo dog..You are wasting my time!"

"Turn the system active," Rufus cold bloodily speaks..

Wallace Grumbles and takes out his phone, "Activating defense system.."

"Please you are full of S#$% Cross.. He told me in the bar last night he was a supervillian.. " The major snort as the wind blows her dress, "You will get another blowjob Cross before I believe th.."

The marines all jump as the Gatling guns come from below the trash.. Admiral De'Chez is shoved to the ground as his Marines cover his body.. Green lights are on every Marines.

Drones come from the Shed like ants, climbing into the air.. A huge drone shaped like HK's from Terminator, comes the sheds opened roof..

"What in sam F#$%ing hell is going on," Admiral De'Chez is partially dragged by the Marines..

"Access SPAWAR database.. Biometric match friend and foes.. SPAWAR database match are friendlies," Cross had his phone out..

Red Lights from several drones scan the Marines..

"God D@#$ it MacCann," Admiral De'Chez screams as several of the Drones rise into the air.. Wiping off his dirty Uniform, " Those bastards hacked our systems.."

"Two non matches," Cross's phone speaks.. Several of the drones rescan one of the Marines and the Major.. A siren goes off, "Unidentified threat detected..Signals outgoing detected.. Jammer on full, no outgoing.. Recommend localized EMP field generation to stop internal eletronics.. Major Reinstack, Wanda.. USAF.. Not cleared for the area.. Weight is consistent with Franklin trust. Recommend capture and further study."

Wanda freezes as several drones are floating around her..

One of the marines freezes as the HK floats in between him and freedom, "MacCann.. You have known me for years.. The system is wrong.." Several of the guns turn towards the marine, "Sir.."

Cross hands the pad to MacCann, "Lt.s I have known this man for years.. Gutez is a solid marine and good leader.."

"Sir," Gutez slowly moves his hand..

Wallace enters a command as he reads the scan.. The huge HK blows Gutez's head off with a single fifty cal round, Making everyone jump..

"You two just killed," Letch is off the deck as MacCann complains..

"Lt.s get over here," Letch pauses at the body.. "I want this crap in your lab now.. S#$%.. Get Cruz on the line.. No other leaks out.."

The Marines are very pissed as Admiral De'Chez walks over and see why MacCann is very silent.. "Cybernetics?"

"Wanda.. Get in the house now," Cross barks orders.. "Commander Your assistance please.. Help me get this body inside now.. Wallace.."

"I will get the containment unit.. Admiral.. I will need your help," Wallace shakily gets up..

"Son go sit down and keep an eye on the Major.." De'Chez walks towards the porch, "Rufus.. Do you know what he is looking for?"

"Ceramic based enhancements and artificial muscles.." Shaking his twelve year old head, "S#$%!!!"

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Why teachers drink   


The following questions were set in last year's
 GED examination These are genuine answers (from 18 year olds) 



Q. Name the four seasons
A.. Salt, pepper, mustard and vinegar

Q. How is dew formed
A.. The sun shines down on the leaves and makes them perspire

Q. What guarantees may a mortgage company insist on
A.. If you are buying a house they will insist that you are
 well endowed

Q. In a democratic society, how important are elections
A.. Very important. Sex can only happen when a male gets an
 election

Q. What are steroids
A. Things for keeping carpets still on the stairs  (Shoot yourself now , there is little hope)

Q.. What happens to your body as you age
A.. When you get old, so do your bowels and you get
 intercontinental

Q. What happens to a boy when he reaches puberty
A.. He says goodbye to his boyhood and looks forward to his
 adultery  (So true)

Q. Name a major disease associated with cigarettes
A.. Premature death 

Q. What is artificial insemination
A... When the farmer does it to the bull instead of the cow

Q. How can you delay milk turning sour
A. Keep it in the cow  (Simple, but brilliant)

Q. How are the main 20 parts of the body categorized (e.g The abdomen)
A.. The body is consisted into 3 parts - the brainium, the
 borax and the abdominal cavity. The brainium contains the brain, the borax contains
 the heart and lungs and the abdominal cavity contains the five
 bowels:    A,E,I,O,U  (wtf!)

Q. What is the fibula?
A.. A small lie

Q. What does 'varicose' mean?
A.. Nearby

Q What is the most common form of birth control
A.. Most people prevent contraception by wearing a condominium.  (That would work)

Q. Give the meaning of the term 'Caesarean section'
A.. The caesarean section is a district in Rome

Q. What is a seizure?
A.. A Roman Emperor. 
(Julius Seizure, I came, I saw, I had a fit)

Q. What is a terminal illness
A. When you are sick at the airport. (Irrefutable)

Q. What does the word 'benign' mean?
A. Benign is what you will be after you be eight  (brilliant) 

AND THE BEST IS LAST: 

Q. What is a turbine?
A.. Something an Arab or Shreik wears on his head. Once 
 a Arab boy reaches puberty, he removes his diaper and 
 wraps it around his head.  (now we’re getting somewhere)