Breed The Secret Design To Maintain Racial Inequality Among The Despised Classes (2 page)

From that day forward Josie and Vincent
became closer. She was

Naturally submissive to him and he never
again had to prove his dominance. I didn't like any of this one bit
but I kept a safe distance from him. What was so disturbing about
this whole situation was not just Vincent's change of personality
but Josie's. She acted as if there was no change at all, as if
things were the same as they had always been and the only way
things could ever be. Did she forget about the past, the equality
we had all shared before Vincent's dictatorial take over? I
developed a pain in my stomach every time I thought about it. This
was not helped by the fact that I was not eating or drinking as
much as before. Vincent wasn't leaving me very much food but even
if he had I didn't have the appetite I used to have. In those days
life seemed pretty grim to me. “What was the point?” I thought.
Vincent's words had a deep impact on me. If I, the weak only have
the prospect of being dominated by the strong then why should I
even bother getting up in the morning. Whenever I looked at my
siblings from a distance I had contempt in my eyes and a pain in my
stomach. After a while they also began looking at me with contempt.
My sickly appearance no doubt had a lot to do with this. I was
getting thinner and thinner and had the look of death about me. My
only consolation was Jeffery Chambers. He took pity on me. He would
pick me up and stroke my back comforting me until I fell asleep on
his lap my head buried in his arms. I didn't understand the way he
treated me. It didn't fit in with what I had recently learned about
the strong dominating the weak. Whenever I was around him I began
to feel a warm pleasant sensation. This was the only time in fact
that I could take my mind off the pain in my stomach, which was
getting worse. It felt like I was being stabbed in the gut with a
sharp knife. My relationship with Jeffery Chambers became the only
joy in my life. The question is would this be enough to keep me
going? One day I woke up and my instinct told me that my time was
up. I was dying. I was not sad though. “This is the way of nature,”
I thought. “I didn't bring myself into the world. I have no right
to object to being taken out of it. I must say goodbye to Jeffery
Chambers however.” I slowly walked up to him. I didn't speak his
language so I needed to communicate with my eyes. I looked up at
him and he seemed to know what I was trying to say. "I want to
thank you for being kind to me when you didn't have to. I lived a
short life and I don't really understand the meaning of any of this
but thank you and goodbye."

As you may have guessed I didn't die at that
time because if I had I couldn't be telling you my story.
"Josephine I think something is wrong with Christopher. He looks
really sick,” said Jeffery. "I'll make an appointment with the vet
tomorrow" his wife said. "I don't know he looks really bad. I have
a bad feeling he won't make it through the night." Those were the
last words I remember being spoken. Everything that happened after
that was a blur. I thought at the time "so this is what it feels
like to die. The feeling of being probed and cat handled and even
cut with strange objects and being unable to move or fight back.”
Was I hallucinating? Actually what was happening was that I was
having my bladder stones removed a procedure that is impossible in
nature. But of course I wasn't in nature. I was at the vet’s
office. When I finally woke up and began to feel clear headed I
didn't understand where I was or what had happened to me. My
imagination began to take over. “Enemies must have captured me in a
raid.” I sighed. “Just another example of the strong dominating the
weak. Where are Jeffery Chambers, Vincent and Josie? They must have
been killed.” I looked around. I was in a cage surrounded by other
animals. I could feel a bandage on my wrist and a pain on my
abdomen but when I tried to examine them I could only see white. I
could look forward and see but when I tried to look from side to
side or to see my body I could not. There was some kind of
contraption on my head preventing me from examining myself. Strange
humans that I did not recognize were walking around my cage and
making strange remarks. I couldn’t understand what they were saying
but I could tell they were talking about me. Again I felt a pain in
my abdomen. “They must have been experimenting on me,” I thought.
One of the humans approached my cage and began to unlock the door.
His long white lab coat opened as he extended his arm into the cage
towards me. Now was my opportunity. I slashed at his hand with my
claws using all my energy which considering all I’d been through
was quite a bit. Then I hissed loudly to let all in the room know
that I meant business. Stunned, the man jumped back, quickly
withdrawing his arm and slamming the cage door shut. He examined
his hand rubbing and nursing the wound I had just given him. I had
drawn blood. All the humans looked a little stunned but this didn’t
last long. As I prepared for round two, I noticed something
different about the hand that was now reaching into my cage. It was
covered with some type of protective shell. “No matter,” I thought.
“This time I’ll use my fangs.” As the hand approached I gave a
sharp warning hiss then lunged at the intruder burying my fangs
deep into my target but the response was not what I expected. The
human didn’t even flinch. With his other hand also protected, he
reached in and grabbed me at the back of the neck and pulled me out
of the cage against my will. For some reason I thought of my mother
which, was a strange thing to think about at a time like this.
Before I could figure out how to counter attack I felt a cold jab
in my side and the next thing I know the room seemed to be
spinning. But I wasn’t afraid like I should have been. In fact I
started to feel really calm. The need to fight no longer seemed
important and I relaxed my grip on my attacker. Immediately I was
back in my home with Vincent and Josie and the Chambers. All
attention was on me. The Chambers were petting me and saying,
“that’s a good kitty”. Vincent and Josie were acting different as
well. They were practically falling over themselves to rub up
against me and there was no more talk of the strong dominating the
weak. When it was time to eat I noticed an additional bowl next to
the bowl that we normally eat from. It was overflowing with food
and I saw my name written along the front of it in large capital
letters. Vincent and Josie took turns eating from their usual bowl.
After eating my fill all three of us cuddled together under the
desk and we fell asleep contented. When I awoke I had a splitting
headache and my entire body was stiff. I looked around for my
siblings but my vision was blurry. I couldn’t see but I could smell
and I knew exactly where I was. I was back in the cage being
guarded by terrorists wearing lab coats. As I started to regain
consciousness the realization that I really needed to escape from
this place began to solidify in my mind. My escape from this prison
will soon take place, as you’ll find out if you continue reading. I
heard one of them approaching so I shut my eyes tight. “Better not
let on that I’m awake until I can find an opportunity to escape.” I
heard voices. Again I could tell it was me they were talking about.
“He’s going to be just fine but we had to put a warning sign
outside his cage. He turned into a mean cat.” Said the voice. I
heard the door opening and then someone reaching inside the cage.
“Now’s my opportunity!” I thought. “Reeeeowww” I screeched and
struck out with my claws. I was about to connect with my target
when I heard something that made me draw back. “Christopher!”
shouted a very surprised voice. This voice was familiar. It was
Jeffery Chambers. He was alive and no doubt came to rescue me. I
rushed to the door of the cage pressing my face against it to be as
close to my rescuer as possible. I began to cry “nnraaowww,
nnraaoww, nnreeoww,” over and over again. I was overjoyed to see
him. I couldn’t even control my emotions. Once again the pleasant
warm feeling that I felt when around him gripped my body and all
the pain and fear and anxiety disappeared. “It had to be him,” I
thought. “I should have known. He was the only one that could have
taken me out of this situation. Out of this pit of despair.” On the
car ride home I couldn’t stop talking about all that had happened
to me.  I know Jeffery couldn’t understand me but he just
listened and said “there, there. I know. I know,” in a calm and
relaxed voice. I didn’t even mind being in the plastic cage he was
using to transport me because I knew that from here on out
everything was going to be all right. As long as I could remain
with Jeffery Chambers I would be ok. So it became very important
for me to stay close to him.

When I smelled that we were back in the
apartment I finally stopped crying. I was so happy to be home that
when my cage door was opened I darted out sniffing the air of
freedom. My body hurt. I was exhausted. But more than anything else
I was famished. I headed towards our bowl maneuvering with
difficulty still having that contraption around my neck to prevent
me from examining my body. As I walked towards the bowl Vincent and
Josie were in my path. They smelled and were looking at me with
curiosity but when I approached they hissed and jumped out of the
way. Apparently they didn’t recognize me. “No matter,” I thought.
For some reason what they thought about me no longer made a
difference. As I approached the bowl my mouth watered. Even though
it did not have my name in capital letters this looked like the
best meal I had ever seen. I buried my face in the food and
swallowed it down barely taking time to chew. I could feel Josie
and Vincent as they cautiously sniffed me while my back was turned.
After I had my fill, I turned around banging the contraption
covering my head into the leg of a chair. Again I heard loud
hissing from Vincent and Josie as I headed under the desk to rest
my tired miserable bones. They both ran to the opposite corner of
the room. “Whatever.” I thought, and quickly went to sleep.

As the weeks went by I began feeling less
pain and more energy. After much whining and complaining from yours
truly, Jeffery Chambers decided that it was finally time to take
off the horrible contraption surrounding my head which made it
difficult to see and also made me unrecognizable to my siblings. As
he removed the device I could feel the cold air encircling the
moist fur of my neck. I could finally examine my body and the first
thing I did was to begin examining the area on my abdomen where the
terrorists were conducting dreadful experiments on me. The fur had
grown back over the patch but you could still see some evidence of
the crime. As soon as my disguise was removed Josie and Vincent ran
up to me and began sniffing me. “Christopher where have you been?”
exclaimed Vincent. “It’s so good to see you. We thought you were
dead brother,” said Josie excitedly. She continued, “So much has
happened since you were gone. They temporarily replaced you with
another beast that smelled just like you but he didn’t look
anything like you. It was hideous.” I just stared at them in
disbelief.

 As the weeks passed I got stronger and
stronger. One day as we were trying to figure out what was next on
the agenda, I suggested a game of king of the jungle. Both Vincent
and Josie looked very surprised. "Are you sure? Don't you remember
what happened the last time we played?" said Josie. Vincent added,
"Wouldn't it be safer for you to play chase and run or some other
game." Vincent said this with a sneer that hinted at a veiled
threat. I used my surprised voice. "Oh! I'm sorry. If you're not up
to it we can play a more..." I paused briefly to choose the
appropriate word. "delicate game." That did the trick. The smug
expression on Vincent's face turned to one of embarrassment then
anger. He quickly attempted to conceal his feelings. "Look!" he
said in a stern voice. "If you want to play then we'll play. Just
be warned. I'm not going to take it easy on you." I said, "Message
received." and with that I lunged at him this time catching him off
guard. He didn't topple over though and the game had begun. We
began with a match of strength as we wrestled each other to the
ground. He was attempting to dominate me landing blow after blow
and threatening to swallow me up by opening his jaw wide enough to
encompass my face. Ordinarily I would have been intimidated but
considering all I'd been through in the last couple of months
Vincent's threats had no impact on me. He put me in a headlock and
shouted, "This is not going to end well for you. Submit!" Panting
heavily I wriggled free of his hold and leapt to my feet. Again I
was on the attack leaping with renewed vigor on top of him. He
caught me with his large paws extended and using my momentum
against me flipped me over and my body came crashing to the floor
with a loud thud. Josie was observing all of this, sitting
comfortably at a safe distance. In the corner of my eye I could see
her flinch as my body hit the ground. Again we embraced in a death
lock each of us refusing to give in. This went on for what seemed
like an eternity. Finally Vincent leaped to his feet and declared,
"This has gone on for long enough!" He then leaped on top of me and
landed on my wound. A sharp pain pierced through my side and I
screamed in agony. Suddenly the door swung open and Josephine
Chambers came running toward us to break up the fight. As I was
being carried away to the other room I gave a sharp glare at
Vincent as if to say, “This isn’t over”. After some time had passed
and the door separating us had been reopened I approached Vincent
stealthily my head close to the ground and my legs prepared to
spring on top of my prey when the time was right. Vincent looked at
me wearily as I approached. “Still??” he exclaimed as he prepared
for my attack. The Chambers had gone out of the apartment so this
time we would not be interrupted. We both lunged at each other
simultaneously. Our heads hit one another and you could hear a loud
sharp thud. We both unloaded pent up emotions, which was expressed
in bites scratches and blows. You could hear Josie shouting in the
background “Stop it! You’re going to kill each other!” We just
fought all the harder. I could tell Vincent was getting very tired
but he refused to show it. Panting he said, “Look! I know you can’t
keep this up for very much longer. If you don’t submit soon your
body will give out and you wont be getting back up. If you wont
submit then lets call it a truce. I don’t want your death on my
conscience and Josie would suffer terribly as well. Is that what
you want? Think of her.” For some reason I saw no need to avoid
death like the last time we fought. When Vincent warned me it had
no effect because the previous fear of death was no longer present.
“Never! You submit!” I shouted and just continued to embrace
Vincent’s body with my limbs. As he tried to wriggle free I could
feel he was becoming exhausted. “Just a little while longer,” I
thought. Then gradually I began to hear a ringing in my ears. As
the room began to rock back and forth I looked over at Josie and
she had a shocked expression on her face. “What’s happening,” I
thought. I looked at Vincent and I could see that he had gradually
turned his body around to face me. He also had an expression of
shock on his face and I could barely hear him as he shouted, “You
win! I submit!” But I couldn’t release my hold. In fact my limbs
began to grip tighter and then tremble. My entire body then began
to shake violently. Vincent somehow was able to break my grasp and
retreat. As I saw he and Josie huddled in the corner staring at me
in terror I began to feel the sensation that my mind was being
shaken free from my body. Something had a grip on me and was
pulling me out of my body, out of the room, out of the universe to
another realm. Blackness overtook my vision but the sensation of
being taken somewhere continued. The journey felt like an eternity
but finally the sense of movement stopped and I felt as if we had
suddenly come to an abrupt halt. Everything was black and silent. I
tried to turn my head but it felt as if I had no head to turn. It
was as if my mind was separated from my body and taken to a place
where fleshly bodies were of no use. “Is there someone there?” I
shouted. Well actually I’m not sure if I shouted or not, being that
I no longer had lungs or a throat to shout with. Suddenly I began
to hear indistinct whispering. “Who is there?” I repeated. “Is this
him?” said a deep voice. “Yes but he’s nowhere near ready,”
responded a raspy voice. As quickly as I was brought to this place
I could feel my mind or intellect or whatever being gripped and
rushed back in the opposite direction toward a distant speck of
light. Faster and faster I Was rushed toward the light until I was
engulfed in light. I was surrounded by light then blurry colors
started to appear. Soon after, I had the sensation of being thrust
back into my body. My lungs were empty so I immediately began
gasping for air. As my chest quickly rose and fell I could feel the
blood pumping into my extremities. I could feel something stroking
my shaking body and trying to calm me. As my vision returned I
looked up and saw two great figures overshadowing me. Jeffery and
Josephine Chambers were crouched over me and I could hear Jeffery’s
concerned voice saying, “He must have had a seizure.” He sighed
deeply. “Epilepsy. On top of all his other problems.” Josephine
responded, “I have never heard of an animal having so many
problems.” As they helped me to my feet I felt totally drained of
energy. I looked down to the ground and noticed two puddles at both
ends of my body. As I headed under the desk I looked back to see
Josephine kneeling down with wet rags to clean the mess I had made
on the floor. As I pushed my way into the dark warm corner under
the desk I could feel the breath of my siblings as they sniffed me
then began rubbing up against me. I was reminded of the dream I had
while I was in captivity, of the three of us cuddling together and
falling asleep under this very same desk. My body was exhausted but
my mind felt as if it were awakening for the very first time. A
need began to grow within me that was greater than my need for
rest. I had the need to interact with others, to try and reason out
what it was that was happening to me and why. “Vincent, Josie are
you awake?” I whispered. They responded at the same time. “Yes.” I
continued. “Do you ever wonder how we got here? I mean, are we here
for a reason, and if so what is it?” Josie responded first. “Don’t
you remember? Our mother sent us here to live with the Chambers. We
are here because they need us.” I shook my head then replied matter
of factly, “You are misunderstanding the question. I know how we
got to this apartment but how did we get to be alive in the first
place? Did someone make us? And if so, did someone make them? Are
we meant to do something in particular? Are there rules? What I’m
asking is what is the purpose...” “We,” Vincent interrupted, “are
not supposed to ask those questions?” “Oh?” I replied. “Why not?
How do you know that…” “Instinct,” he replied, again interrupting
my line of inquiry. He continued, “I have a feeling that guides me
and tells me what I need to do and what I need to know. I feel it
in my gut and not in my head. Do you know what that feeling is
telling me right now?” Before giving me an opportunity to answer
Vincent continued, “It’s telling me not to consider those questions
you just asked. It’s telling me that those are dangerous questions.
It’s the same feeling I got that time when I first saw the mop
creature. My advice to you is to forget these questions.” With that
Vincent closed his eyes and immediately fell asleep. After a long
moment of silence Josie said, “Maybe he’s right. Some questions are
better left unanswered. We’ve gotten this far without asking such
questions. Don’t worry yourself unnecessarily. Life is good and
will stay like this forever.” After stating this as a matter of
fact, she buried her head in my side and quickly fell asleep. I
could here the both of them now lightly snoring. I wanted to
continue the conversation. To bring up the fact that up to this
point nothing has stayed the same and if the pattern continues as
it has so far, we should be expecting another change to come soon.
“Where will this all end?” I thought. I wanted to continue
searching for some sort of conclusive idea but as I watched my
siblings soundly asleep, I realized it was of no use. I wouldn’t be
getting any answers tonight. So I closed my eyes and went to sleep.
I dreamed that I was lying on Jeffery’s lap and he was stroking my
fur. Every time he passed his hand across my body I could feel
waves of energy entering into me. I felt warmth radiating from my
core and I began purring affectionately. As I walked around the
apartment everything around me lit up as if light were emanating
from my body. I saw Vincent and Josie and they began bowing down
before me.