"So, what was he asking you about?" "Nothing, just some . . . administrative work." "You don’t administrate." I’ll say it you twit, just let me. You just have to nod your freakin head!

"What is going on here, Mr. Gardner. I leave for a few months and something very big has happened." "I don’t really know-" "What scheduling conflict do I have then?" "Get out of here, Kai. Go somewhere far away. This is . . . I don’t know. Just don’t get involved." Like I wouldn’t get involved with something. Please, old man, I can handle myself more than you. I can get out of my own messes thank you very much! "Okay then, I will figure it out on my own. Hell, I’m already half way there." Say something! "Bye." And with that Kai left the room. So, Gardner knows something but won’t say. Damn hero complex, ask for my help when I offer. I hate bailing people out when I could have prevented it ahead of time. I am going . . . to go watch the football practice. See if anything new is happening. Actually that is not a very good choice. I wouldn’t be safe, seeing as how they are super strong . . .how can anyone weigh 400 something pounds. Wouldn’t it crush their bodies? Think, think, think . . . .is not happening. I can’t imagine what is causing this. I suppose the best option may be to wait. I know a lot more than anyone knows. I’ll see what happens and to who. Briggs would never give me pass, he knows that I would never come. Briggs sat at his table, listening to other men explain the results. Dobson, now a hot quarterback, explained how the DNA change made it possible to spread by body fluid contact; however, a close personal relationship was required. "Apparently the strength of the relation affects the strength of the change." For Briggs, that was one plan out the window. At least he got rid of the Brock kid, and gained the Brock kid. What an athlete, the guy was a great addition. Not to say that Brute or Stacker weren’t just as great. The entire team was unbeatable now. "We need way to cause the change without the machine. When the season starts, I want to convert the other teams ASAP." The goal had become much larger than Briggs intended. The school was too small for him, he wanted the city, maybe even the state. He had four coach’s assisting him: Cast, Windstock, Van, and Dobson. He had plans for the rest, but it had to slowly and he was growing impatient. "If we can convert everyone within a single day, then no suspicion will arise." Van answered, "But, like, we haven’t been able to age children to adult forms and there is still the problem of the women." Briggs knew the machine wouldn’t work on females. In fact, it had been designed to work on only one male. What to do, there would be problems there. "We need to alter reality. We can dispose of them" "Pull a matrix?" Dobson asked. "Something like that. We can’t kill them, but they need to be out of the way." "With all respect, we could kill them." Briggs knew that, of course, but it was a lot of people and more blood than he cared to have on his hands. "No, once we get the alterations completed, we can separate the women from the world. Then it will be a free-for-all." Out on the field- Stacker, Brute, and Brock trained in silence with the rest of the team, needing no guidance from a coach. They knew exactly what to do. •