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the bodies
from the cloaked ship provided viable DNA. The Nephilim were able to advance their plans.”
    “So you are…”
    “I am a clone and
the prototype for the new army of the Nephilim .”

Chapter
9
    Mara stared at Naomi
for several moments then, in a flat, emotionless voice said, “I’ve got to
admit, you don’t look like a genetically-enhanced monster.”
    Naomi eyed her
carefully. “I do not think of myself as a monster, but I am strong, fast, and,” her voice lowered
to a growl, “trained to kill.”
    “Stop it, ladies.” A
wry smile crossed Justin’s face. “And I thought I was going crazy. You’re
telepathic too.”
    “Yes
and telekinetic.”
    “So,” he gestured
toward his head, “was it just you communicating with me in the passageway or…”
    “No. To communicate
like that we both must be telepathic.  And you are strongly
telekinetic.  When you threw me up against the wall with your mind I could
not break free.”
    “What?” Mara asked.
“When did that happen?”
    Justin ignored his
sister. “I’m not in control of these powers. How did you learn to use your
psychic abilities?”
    “Dr. Galen taught me
from texts recovered from the Titans.  Anu and Enlil and other Nephilim would
often watch these sessions.”
    Mara’s eyes fixed on
Naomi, “You’ve actually seen Nephilim ?”
              “Many times during my psychic training and occasionally
during my physical training.”
    “I always
believed…we were taught that they were myths.” Mara’s mouth hung open, but for
a moment, no words came forth. “It was just a story created by those in power
to keep power.”
    “They are real.”
    Justin shook his
head. “Apparently not everything taught in the CFS is true.”
    Mara’s eyes widened
with fear. “They are so going to hunt us down and kill us both.”
    Naomi nodded. 
“I think that is so and since I have fled they will kill me also.”
    Justin rubbed his
face. First they’ll take DNA samples—then they’ll kill us. “We need to
find that jump gate.” And I hope it works and whoever is on the other side
doesn’t want us dead. “How long until we arrive at Spitzer?”
    “About forty-six
hours,” Mara said without looking at the console.
    Justin rubbed his
chin. “I always thought of myself as a Norm.” He glanced at Naomi. “Neither of
us asked for this, but we are what we are—Titans.”
    “I do not consider
myself a Titan.”
    He tilted his head
back. “What would you call yourself then?”
    Naomi shrugged. “Your friend.”
    Justin smiled, “Good
enough for now.” He had more questions, but for now that was enough to mull
over.  “I’ll take the next watch.  You two get some rest.”
    The women stared at
each other. Apparently neither wanted to be the first to leave. After several
seconds Naomi shrugged and departed.
    “Call me if you need
anything,” Mara said.
    He nodded and she
walked away. 
    Justin moved about the
bridge, reading the displays and becoming familiar with the location of the
various controls. Normally the FTL drive would power all ship systems, but Mara
had it balanced to use the absolute minimum anti-matter fuel to maintain a
stable wormhole around them.  It was only then that he noticed the
controls for the small fission reactor.  Usually it served only as a
backup power supply but, she had it running at maximum. It would not extend
their range significantly, but it would help. Good job Mara.
    After several
minutes he sat in the captain’s chair. Leaning forward, he rested his chin on
his hand. The Navsys showed their progress as they
raced toward the Spitzer system, but even with Mara’s good piloting they would
arrive low on fuel.  We’ll need to find the jump gate quickly. 
Jump gate? I don’t even know for sure there is a jump gate in the system.  He shook his head. Even if there is, it’s hundreds of years old. It
probably won’t work.  And Spitizer is a white
dwarf, there aren’t any habitable