Zette's Storybook

From: Alan Orion, Head of FUTURE
October 25, 1996
Report # 443,726 (Private Entry)
Message Begins:


They are fearless, my Terran Warriors. They have taken on the Van, they have faced down the tax collectors. They have seen time travel, and sat through marathons of X-File episodes. I should be proud to employ such people.

The Sangres scare the hell out of me.

It's not that I fear they will turn on me. Oh no, nothing that simple. I fear, in truth, they shall stay loyal to me forever, always there to protect me, always there to go on missions for me. I fear, in truth, that I will never be rid of them.

There is a saying on Earth... until death do us part. But I never signed that contract. They have no right to hold me to such a thing. And besides, with the Sangres -- well, I'm not entirely certain death would be an impediment to such stubbornness.

There is no escape. I have repeatedly asked for a transfer. I want away from Earth, away from THEM... but I fear, Gods help me, that if they decided, they would find me anywhere in the universe.

I like the Sangres. I do. But I didn't sign on to have them part of my life forever.

I fear I have no choice. And I don't know what to do. Send them off on work, I suppose. Continue in my duty. Pray that... I don't know. Pray they don't drive me even crazier.

At least they aren't boring. . . .