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few Vampires have children.  We often make other Vampires, but could seldom tolerate one another long enough to procreate.  A Vampire's strengths are not reserved to the male gender.  It is age dependent, not gender oriented.  For their sexual relations, most Vampires, both male and female, preferred their weaker Human counterparts, through which no procreat ion is possible.  Most Vampires!
    “I'm just naturally submissive.”  Sonafi said as we walked arm in arm down the length of a scenic overlook facing the Mississippi River.  She had peeked into my mind in my quietude to see what I was thinking.  I turned to her with a smile of pure amusement.
    “The night is beautiful.”  I said, ignoring her preposterous statement.  “I love the river.  I love the city.  We've been here so long.”
    “You know they will never give up.”  Sonafi answered my unspoken question.  “They believe that once you are gone the rest of us will fall like dominoes.  They may be right.”
    “What happened to submissive?”  I quipped, making light of her earlier statement due to the fact that she was still insisting we needed to move.
    “Yeah right.”   She said.  “You only wish.”
    “They'll accomplish nothing by killing me.”  I said.  “We've become too numerous.  Too strong.  They have created a race in Vampires both independent of themselves and humanity.  Eventually we will be their undoing.”
    “I don't believe that.  I never have.  I think the telepathic ties that bind us are far stronger than you believe.  We are all, in the end, descended from you.  What if the link is stronger than you believe?”
    “I do not intend to sacrifice myself to find out.”  I said.  “I assure you of that.  I have begun to wonder, in all honesty, if the Others have not decided to let us be.  We are kin, in the end, after all.”
    “They will never stop hunting you.  Half is not enough for them.  It will never be enough.”  Sonafi said with conviction.  “They can never make us entirely like them, so they cannot allow us to live.  They are arrogant.  The entire Universe is not large enough for both our species.  For our three species!  There is only one thing the Others respect, and we are not powerful enough to face them in that manner.  So what happens when the entirety of the Human race has been bleached away?”
    This was the dilemma with which we were faced.  How far the genetic addition had already progressed.  The signs of it were everywhere to be seen.  Its progression was measured and sure.  During the span of my life, albeit it has been a long one, I had seen man progress.  I had seen them slink from the forests.  Learn to cultivate the ground.  Build cities.  Take to the air.  Leave their planet and even colonize other of Sol's celestial bodies.  A monumental technological advancement that Humans believed had been entirely natural, an arrogance directly attributed to their alien influence.  An arrogance directly attributed to the Others.
    Many Humans still ridiculously believed that they were the only life in the Universe.  This is what they thought when in reality they had been cultivated and nurtured like they themselves had cultivated and domesticated cattle wheat and corn.  Not only genetically and domestically elevated from their existences within the forests and jungles within which they had dwelled, but their thoughts generated, their memories implanted, their ideals and concepts those of the Others.  Yet Humans were completely ignorant of the process even as it was being applied to them- ignorant of their own coming demise.  Too ignorant to see their cage, much less the laboratory in which their cage resided. 
    “Then why do we go on ?”  I asked.  “The odds we face.  The deck stacked so unevenly.  You are right.  What will happen when the Humans become so predominantly the Others that they reach their group consciousness? There will be no place to hide. Do