A Warning from someone who knows…
“We all like to believe we are masters of our fate. However, usually it isn’t true. Somewhere, a person exists, sometimes completely unknown to you, whose slightest action impacts your life.”
Billionaire David Ross has created a sanctuary for an alien species that superficially resembles Earth’s black panther. This race is superior in both strength and longevity to humans. David’s plan is to seed a new world with the offspring of these aliens and selected humans. Contrary to the covenants of the project, he sends a special young woman named Jesse to the island against her will. Her arrival changes more than he planned.
Jesse appreciated Mike voicing her thoughts, but she also found it disconcerting. Was it possible he actually could read her mind?
He smiled and kissed her on the forehead. “Rest now, Jesse. It will be several hours before the drug wears off, and I’ll warn you now, that it isn’t a pleasant experience, but your new family will be here to help you through it.”
They lifted her from the stretcher and placed her in a soft clean bed.
Somewhere in the room, a kitten cried. Jesse thought it a very loud mewing for a kitten. She watched from her new bed as Carmella went over to the crib and lifted up what appeared to be a large mountain lion cub and offered it a bottle of red juice.
“This is our youngest, Tanga,” Carmella explained.
Jesse watched the adorable cub curl her paws around the bottle and suckle it while tiny growls of pleasure emanated from its body. Jesse had never seen a cub in real life before. They were precious! Was this the oddity that David wouldn’t tell her? The family raised cubs and called them their children?
Mike took the cub from his mother’s arms and carried it closer to Jesse. “Tanga is my daughter,” Mike said as he sat down beside Jesse on the bed. “I know that sounds insane, but it is true. Back in the 1800’s, an alien spaceship crashed on Earth with one survivor, Mechal’s father. The ship landed in the heart of Africa. Mechal’s father successfully mated three times in his life. The first son was Tiburon, the second was a daughter now deceased, and the third was my half-brother, Mechal. Until my mother met and fell in love with this alien, the birthing of a cub was always lethal for the mother. Fortunately, my mother had latent telepathic capabilities that enabled her to communicate with my brother while in her womb. It’s a dominant skill and so I also carry the ability to communicate by telepathy. If you were not so enchanted with my beautiful daughter, you would have noticed by now that my lips aren’t moving.”
Jesse looked up in surprise at his mouth. Even as he continued to speak, his lips did not move.
“You are a strong young woman, not prone to irrational fears, I see. I was sure you were, or I would not have brought my daughter so near. She is very sensitive to our emotions. A simple thought of disapproval will cause her great distress. He turned the cub so that she could observe Jesse.
“She likes you because you are so very still. She is young and easily frightened by fast movements. Can you sense her? Can you feel her happiness?”
Oddly enough, Jesse could feel a sense of well-being and happiness.
“No, that’s just because Mechal is near you. He has that effect on everyone. It is the mark of a leader.”
Jesse could sense the envy in his voice.
“Tanga’s touch is much lighter. Close your eyes and concentrate. I will stop talking so you can sense her.”
Jesse closed her eyes and listened.
She sensed an emotion of contentment and security, foreign to her own life and experiences. She focused on it and it blossomed in her mind. The intensity of happiness overwhelmed her to the point she feared she would lose her own identity.
“That cannot happen,” Mike assured her. “No more than a child’s laughter can overwhelm you. Tanga’s feelings are no more than another form of communication. You need only to think of your own feelings and hers will fade back.
Jesse thought of her feelings of confusion and uncertainty, and the overwhelming happiness disappeared.
Was she going mad? Perhaps a side-effect of the drug?
“You are not going mad. In fact, you are remarkably sane and open to the possibility of new realities. But I think you’ve experienced enough new ideas for your first day.”
ALIENS AMONG US
About the Author
Liza lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe what happens in a myriad of genres.
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