opened a cabinet in a section of wall just as featureless as the rest. On a shelf was a large number of doses of the telepathy drug in a box.
“The system described these as being for expert slaves that were not intended to become werewolves,” she said. “It said that even for the species for which it was developed, there are…side effects.”
“Dear lady!” said Commander Gupta through the thought-amplifier. “Perhaps the risk is too great!”
Thor padded over to Leona’s side and patted her on the shoulder. She grabbed his hand in her two smaller hands and squeezed it. Then she looked Thor and Mary in the eyes, and turned to the COBRA commando leader.
“I have to take the risk. If the Supes cut off my access to the computer, we’ll be out of communication with each other. And we need to coordinate our actions if we’re to have any hope of survival.”
Bracing herself, Leona opened a vial of the foul-smelling white liquid, and drank it down.
About an hour later, four very scared humans arrived at the lab with some of the COBRA commandos. They were all from the same town in northern Ontario, Canada—Sidney Murray and his wife, Betty, plus Sid’s sisters, Ashley and Rebecca Murray. Leona spent more than an hour breaking the news to them about what the aliens intended to do to the men.
The Canadians had varying shades of brown or blond hair. They all looked like they could use a bath and a meal, not necessarily in that order.
When questioned about their past, Sidney described how the local Ontario Provincial Police (OPP) detachment had been overwhelmed early in the fighting, so that the surviving officers had to join civilian fighters in the countryside. Sid told them about organizing werewolf hunting parties, and shooting from blinds that ordinarily were used in moose hunting season.
Betty chimed in to describe how many of the younger women had participated in the fighting, or helped by loading weapons, or minding the children of the fighters. Their efforts had been too successful, and that attracted too many werewolves, and so they were captured—along with the entire town of New Liskeard, Ontario. That was how Sid’s sisters were captured. Their parents and many others had been killed in the attack.
“I think having some human fighters amongst us is going to be very handy if we are going to take over the ship.” The commander’s “voice” sounded matter-of-fact.
“We are going to do what now?” said Leona.
“Yeah, what she said!” The system portrayed Thor’s voice exactly as he had spoken in the past as a human.
“I have been hoping to get an opportunity like this for more than a year now. We have been studying the Supes and telepathically listening to their plans. Do you know what they are planning to do with us?”
“No, I hadn’t thought of it,” replied Thor. “I was too busy trying to stay alive.” The sound of a rim shot and snare drum was heard, badump-ump-shhhh .
Leona gave Thor “the look” of one spouse to the other. Thor put his ears back.
“They plan on harvesting five billion people from our planet Earth, for slave warriors, personal slaves, and food. We and all the people on this ship are heading for a processing facility at this very moment.”
“Wow, I think we need a plan,” thought Thor. “I don’t want to be a slave—and I especially don’t want to be food!”
“A miracle is needed more than a plan,” said Leona.
“We received our miracle when you and Thor were able to commandeer this room and meet up with our unit. Now it is time for us to carry the load. Thor, I do have a plan.” Commander Gupta nodded toward Thor. “When we first encountered you, you were thinking of a room where they keep all the possessions taken from the humans brought on board. You are quite right—we need to get in there and see if weapons are there. However, we will not get in that room unless we have a reason to do so, and a task pass from the system so that one
“The system described these as being for expert slaves that were not intended to become werewolves,” she said. “It said that even for the species for which it was developed, there are…side effects.”
“Dear lady!” said Commander Gupta through the thought-amplifier. “Perhaps the risk is too great!”
Thor padded over to Leona’s side and patted her on the shoulder. She grabbed his hand in her two smaller hands and squeezed it. Then she looked Thor and Mary in the eyes, and turned to the COBRA commando leader.
“I have to take the risk. If the Supes cut off my access to the computer, we’ll be out of communication with each other. And we need to coordinate our actions if we’re to have any hope of survival.”
Bracing herself, Leona opened a vial of the foul-smelling white liquid, and drank it down.
About an hour later, four very scared humans arrived at the lab with some of the COBRA commandos. They were all from the same town in northern Ontario, Canada—Sidney Murray and his wife, Betty, plus Sid’s sisters, Ashley and Rebecca Murray. Leona spent more than an hour breaking the news to them about what the aliens intended to do to the men.
The Canadians had varying shades of brown or blond hair. They all looked like they could use a bath and a meal, not necessarily in that order.
When questioned about their past, Sidney described how the local Ontario Provincial Police (OPP) detachment had been overwhelmed early in the fighting, so that the surviving officers had to join civilian fighters in the countryside. Sid told them about organizing werewolf hunting parties, and shooting from blinds that ordinarily were used in moose hunting season.
Betty chimed in to describe how many of the younger women had participated in the fighting, or helped by loading weapons, or minding the children of the fighters. Their efforts had been too successful, and that attracted too many werewolves, and so they were captured—along with the entire town of New Liskeard, Ontario. That was how Sid’s sisters were captured. Their parents and many others had been killed in the attack.
“I think having some human fighters amongst us is going to be very handy if we are going to take over the ship.” The commander’s “voice” sounded matter-of-fact.
“We are going to do what now?” said Leona.
“Yeah, what she said!” The system portrayed Thor’s voice exactly as he had spoken in the past as a human.
“I have been hoping to get an opportunity like this for more than a year now. We have been studying the Supes and telepathically listening to their plans. Do you know what they are planning to do with us?”
“No, I hadn’t thought of it,” replied Thor. “I was too busy trying to stay alive.” The sound of a rim shot and snare drum was heard, badump-ump-shhhh .
Leona gave Thor “the look” of one spouse to the other. Thor put his ears back.
“They plan on harvesting five billion people from our planet Earth, for slave warriors, personal slaves, and food. We and all the people on this ship are heading for a processing facility at this very moment.”
“Wow, I think we need a plan,” thought Thor. “I don’t want to be a slave—and I especially don’t want to be food!”
“A miracle is needed more than a plan,” said Leona.
“We received our miracle when you and Thor were able to commandeer this room and meet up with our unit. Now it is time for us to carry the load. Thor, I do have a plan.” Commander Gupta nodded toward Thor. “When we first encountered you, you were thinking of a room where they keep all the possessions taken from the humans brought on board. You are quite right—we need to get in there and see if weapons are there. However, we will not get in that room unless we have a reason to do so, and a task pass from the system so that one
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