Evolution's Essence by Jr H. Lee Morgan Page A

down the radioactive tracer you tried to
slip in me.” She winked, but Nova growled low and deep. All of them
did.
    It was because Oliver was mad and he finally
looked up. “Mason, leave right now before I kick you out.”
    “ Agreed. I specifically forbade any
underhanded tests that will anger them.” The Emperor sounded calm,
but his flinty eyes told otherwise.
    “ But they need to be
studied!”
    Emperor Coleson held up a
hand to his elite detail and said “They aren’t your lab rats, Mason. They are not
human and are more powerful than our Beyleez ambassador if I’m
correct.” Netul inclined his head. “If I didn’t know you meant no
harm and merely wished to study them for their own safety as purely
an intellectual basis you would undergo retraining. They are our hosts and he could
likely have killed you. I’m a gifted telepath so I know he read you
and is letting you off with a warning. Do not test him.” When he
looked back at the rest of his scientists he added “If any of you
have done similarly as Mason for the tests I ordered, you may also
leave.”
    A woman went to excuse
herself, flushed cheeks telling she was embarrassed, but was being
honest about it. Sparky hissed as the man was escorted out. “Not you, Siblia. You were intending to request
it, not deceive like that man. Sit.”
    “ What request?” Oliver
asked, not intruding on others as is courtesy.
    “ Spit it out.” Renee added
when the woman went still. The Hunters all lazily smirked at the
table, enjoying the show.
    “ I was hoping to… to ask… if
you would.”
    “ Stars!” Renee threw her
wrist out and shot out a solution that had an instant effect on the
nervous woman.
    “ What did you just do?” The
woman’s trembling stilled.
    “ Gave you an adrenaline
suppressant and released a mild endorphin into your bloodstream so
you would calm down and be understood. I’m still a Medic… only
more.” Came the wolfish grin. “Now what do you want that makes
Sparky stand up for you?”
    Siblia swallowed and sat, oddly at ease and
lifted a case on the table to open it and set out two vials. “In
these are synthesized microbes that give a pheromone signature that
can be picked up by a specific magnetic frequency so you could be
found in event of an emergency. You are truly an endangered species
and your loss will be too great to ignore as the Creelin seem to
believe by letting you free to be in great danger… no offense of
course.”
    “ None taken.” Netul said. “If you
understood them as my people do you would not fear their well
being. You cannot gauge their abilities because you are a young
species. We fear not for them, but we keep a constant visual on
them at all times because we too know accidents cause more deaths
than battle. Know that in event they are in danger they cannot
defend against, we plan to bring them to a healing center
immediately. So long as we can save the head, we can repair their
body. Not as fast or as well as Renee can, but certainly danger to
them is also a concern.”
    “ We didn’t know you could do
that. Sorry.” She said.
    “ Sorry, but microbes will be
killed in our bodies.” Renee said before one vial flew across the
table and into her hand. She unscrewed the lid and downed it. “Scan
until you can’t see me anymore.”
    The scientist lifted a crystal tablet,
activated it and used a means to detect the pheromones and her
readings were baffling. In just twelve seconds “You’re clean
already… the resonance inside you is gone. Did you do something
with your Multi-tool?”
    “ Nada. It’s my natural
immune system. Anything foreign is destroyed instantly. I doubt
even Keptl blood could infest me at this point.”
    “ Is that true?”
    Someone asked the shocked
room, needing a second opinion from Netul. “Average Solarians would succumb, but no, not them unless in
vast quantities or their immunities are fighting something off. A
Defilier could spew their vile blood on them and they