Junction Pt. 02

Your eleven geneticists have known this for centuries. They have killed many of their own trying to figure this out for the elves, but who wants to give that news to the Royal Families?" She laughed. "Apparently, just me. I am now 26% bronze and Silver each and 24% human and Species 874. I never chose gold like my moron of a sister.

I wanted dragon species that would actually enhance intelligence and gold dragons are at the bottom of the genetic gene-pool in that department; especially from your 'royal inbred family.' You have a pleasant life, Vinny. I know you hate that nickname, which is why anytime I send you a message, I will be sure to use that.

Also know, all children in the program, your program, have now been culled. Those that had Jace's DNA, I took with me. He is not a near-perfect killing machine, he is a perfect killing machine. All others with 'human' specimens with 8% or more of species 874 DNA I consumed, or am in the process of consuming, along with your 2 watchdogs. Your lab was the only one left with a living member of species 874, but even they do not live forever."

She pulled up 2 tray lids with the Doctor's head and Tamara Granger's head displayed on silver platters. "Don't they look delicious? She was a bit fatty and he had a bit of a nerdy tasting to tell you the truth. Oh well, you can recover, you just have to put Jace and Richard back into your program."

The message ended. The King threw a chair through the monitor as the file finished playing. He looked at those two, "No word of any of this to anybody. I want to see both marshals here in 3 weeks. With their wives. Let Jace get through his marriage and honeymoon if you will. I need time to plan a course of action."