planet.”
“A new Earth?” Cali asked.
“Our people have long overseen the universe. When young planets develop life, our people are planted to study and watch how each civilization progresses. It’s why since the beginning of time there has always been light.”
“But how did your people planted on my Earth call?” Cali asked. She burned with curiosity.
“Your people would call them windmills. Thousands of windmills set up over the Earth to show which sector would be ready to greet a new species. In doing so, a human was selected to begin the process on another planet,” Altair explained. “A human selected for extinction on one planet doesn’t mean they weren’t destined to survive and thrive on another.”
“So that’s what happened on Earth?” Cali was astounded. She plopped onto her ass on the bed of pine boughs. “Your people came to Earth thousands of years ago like we came to this planet. We were meant to be here all along? Holy hell. There were aliens, alien descendants on Earth, all this time.”
“Yes, but only to observe until we felt you were growing more open minded. In Earth’s case, a great deal of war occurred, pushing us on a faster course. Information was given over too quickly. Part of it was our fault. Many tyrants on Earth should not have been there. The council admits it grew lax with the overseeing of the planet these last few thousand years and trusted some who should not be trusted. If another war occurs, it will be too catastrophic for Earth to heal. We need to interfere before you annihilate one another. Your kind will not be permitted complete space flight on Earth until you can play nice with others. We will terminate the space program until such time.”
“We are overseers then,” Blazar said. He puffed with pride.
“Yes, well it would appear so.” Altair sounded snide. “The council appears to have no choice.” He looked pointedly at Deimos’ belly where the glow had expanded. “I’m uncertain they even foresaw that, but they know of the child’s existence. We will not interfere in a sanctioned being’s life, including our own. Your new life is important to this planet’s survival.
“You of course must maintain a ship. You need to regenerate in order to keep the baby alive and healthy. Over time, the ships we send must be concealed. Each will be situated under the place new windmills will be built when the time comes. But that won’t be for thousands of years on this planet. Our light may easily slip underground through special cracks and holes. There is no chance of detection.”
“What about our child?” Cali asked. “Will the child be free to love whomever it decides?”
“Your child has a light mate already. It’s been detected. When the light source is ready, it will seek out your child.” Altair’s words were apparently no surprise to Blazar and Deimos.
“An arranged marriage?” Cali asked, scowling, hands on hips.
“Not quite,” Altair said and chuckled at her until Deimos balled his fists. The scientist became all business. “Humans go through life searching for a soul mate. We of the light have atoms which split and search. Some are good together, others not so much. We will hope your little one and its ‘soul mate’ are good together.”
“If not?” Cali asked.
“They will split,” Altair simply said.
“Like you should be doing,” Cali said.
Altair gave her a small smile. “I have been given this world to oversee as well. You especially will need resources from me. It would appear I am once more in charge of seeing to your needs. It would appear you haven’t seen the last of me, human female.”
“Oh, I’m all aglow,” Cali said.
“This world has a new chance,” Altair said. “We can mold it to what Earth’s potential could have been and may still be now that the council has taken a greater notice.”
That had Cali thinking. Who steered Earth to be what it was? All of the myths, legends, and religions.
Fran Baker
Jess C Scott
Aaron Karo
Mickee Madden
Laura Miller
Kirk Anderson
Bruce Coville
William Campbell Gault
Michelle M. Pillow
Sarah Fine