Christine stands in front of the full-length mirror in her and Lache’s bedroom admiring her growing belly. She couldn’t believe she was four months along in her pregnancy. She was surprised that she was pregnant at all.

She had an artificial vagina, but somehow, she was carrying a baby inside of her now. She is still confused about how the whole thing went down. She spots Lache walking up behind her. She feels his arms wrap around her waist.

“I love seeing you like this.” Lache was naked and pressed his massive penis between her butt cheeks.

Christine leans back against his muscular chest. She loved when he held her and when he made love to her. That’s all they had been doing for the last five months since they returned from California.

Lache could see that Christine was enjoying him holding her body. He was as surprised as she was when they discovered she was pregnant. He knew she wasn’t a true woman, but they couldn’t explain how she became pregnant. Not that it matters to him. The baby she was carrying was his. They had sex every day in California and when they got home.

If nothing else, their sex life has improved a lot. They were adding some roleplaying and light bondage to their sex life. He notices her breasts have doubled in size since she became pregnant. He reaches up and squeezes her big breasts “our son will love feeding from you.” He places a kiss on Christine’s neck.

“I haven’t decided if I will breastfeed or go with formula yet.” Christine was still researching which way she should go.

“You’re going to breasts feed our son.” Lache gives Christine’s breasts a good squeeze.

A low moan escapes from Christine’s lips. She doesn’t know why she loves it when Lache squeezes her big breasts. She leans further back against his chest with her eyes closed.

A smile appears on Lache’s face. He knew all of Christine’s erogenous zones. Her breasts were already one of them, but since she became pregnant. They have increased in sensitivity. He picks Christine up and carries her over to their bed. Instead of laying her on the bed, he bends her over the mattress and enters her vagina. Afterward, he uses her anal opening, and when he fills her ass. He uses her mouth.

He has noticed that his stamina and how much sperm he can produce have increased. He wasn’t like he used to be. If nothing else, he could keep going all day long having sex with Christine.

When he is done filling Christine’s belly, he kisses her afterward. He loves his blonde hair vixen a lot. He could see that Christine didn’t want him to leave, but he had to.

Christine stops kissing Lache and looks into his brown eyes. She loved what he had just done to her and didn’t want it to end. But she knew he had a stunt to do today, and she had to finish writing the script she started four months ago before all hell broke out.

“Be careful at work today.” Christine didn’t want anything to happen to Lache.

“I will, and don’t forget to call Nora and tell her she’s going to be a grandmother.” Lache liked meeting Nora the last time they had gone to the mainland.

He got a chance to meet Ginger and her friend Han. Both were Military Police and good friends. He knew Ginger was keeping in touch with her boyfriend from High School.

“Nora is going to love the idea of being a grandmother, just like I know your family will love it as well.” Christine knew Lache’s parents and relatives would love hearing she was pregnant.

“You know my mom too well. She’s going to love hearing you are pregnant.” Lache told his mother about Christine, and she was disappointed that Christine couldn’t have children.

Christine wonders if Lache’s mother will want to come and live with them. She knew Nora couldn’t because she was a schoolteacher, but Lache’s mother might want to go and spend some time with her grandchild.

“I’ll see you tonight, sweetie.” Lache kisses Christine before he leaves.

Christine watches as Lache walks out of the condo they live in. She goes back into their bedroom and gets dressed. She doesn’t bother cleaning herself. She likes feeling his semen in her holes.

Once Christine is dressed, she grabs her laptop and the book of notes she had. She walks out onto the balcony with them to work on the script. The book contained information from Cheshire and Mr. Bounty about the first case she met them on. She spoke with Kat and Paul about the case, and they sent what they could remember back to her. She also found out that Brittney and Crystal were opening a second location.

She still couldn’t get over how long it had been since the first time she rescued them from that burning warehouse. Someone captured a video of her dressed as the Baroness from G.I. Joe saving them. It was still gaining likes on YouTube.

She sits at the table outside on the balcony and works on the script. She loved living in Hawaii. The weather was always lovely, and her work was fun. Plus, there was the bonus of her extended family. Cheshire and her family lived in Hawaii as well.

She starts tapping away on her laptop. Occasionally she stops to look at the notes Jack and Cheshire told her she would need to change a few things if she is writing a movie script. She makes a few changes to the movie script.

After a few hours of working, Christine gets up and walks around. Her doctor told her her ankle would swell up because of her pregnancy. Doctor Mahi’ai told her she could expect certain things while she was pregnant.

She walks into the condo and grabs the small bowl of fruit she made yesterday. She was supposed to eat fruit five times a day. After, Christine eats the fruit. She goes and puts her swimsuit on. The building her condo was in had an inside and outside pool. Her doctor told her she needed to exercise, and she loved swimming.

Christine grabs her laptop and puts it in her bedroom before she leaves for the pool. She holds her beach bag and heads downstairs to the outside pool area. She loved swimming and was happy when she learned Nora had a pool in her backyard when she first moved her.

Christine heads towards her favorite lounger and sits down. She lays out her towel and puts her sunglasses in her beach bag. She walks over to the pool and steps down into the shallow end. She runs her fingers over the surface of the water.

The cool water felt good against her warm body. She keeps walking until the pool gets deeper. Once it was deep enough, she dunked her head underwater and started swimming out into the deep end. She manages to get a few good laps in and enjoy the water. If there was one thing she missed about being home, it had the pool to herself. She manages to get a few more laps in. She relaxes for a while.

“CANNONBALL!” Ditya jumps into the pool near Christine and splashes her.

She surfaces and looks at Christine with an evil grin on her face. She spotted Christine from her condo balcony that overlooked the pool area.

“Hey, Chrissy.” She walks over to where Christine is resting on a float.

Christine looked at Ditya and couldn’t believe she had just splashed her with a cannonball. She was worse than her sister Ginger.

“Why did you just splash me, Ditya?” Christine looks at the young woman. She recently had SRS surgery, and her breasts were enhanced.

“You look like you were hot.” Ditya wades over to Christine’s float.

Christine was in the deep end, and Ditya was only five foot two inches tall. She inherited her mother’s short build. Her father was a Naval JAG officer, and her mother was a Cybersecurity specialist in the Army. Both of her parents had been supportive of her decision.

Christine looked at the multicolor emo hair girl as she stood near her. She knew Ditya was very intelligent and had inherited her mother’s computer skills. She was also very good with a wrench and worked at a garage that did modifications to cars and SUVs.

“I was enjoying myself. What are you doing home from work today?” Christine knew Ditya usually worked six days a week at the garage and did computer work on the side.

She also liked her colorful hair as well. Christine couldn’t remember when she hadn’t seen Ditya with her long hair colored like it was.

“My boss told me to take some time off, or I would lose it. So, for the next two weeks, I’m on vacation.” Ditya didn’t have a choice. Her boss made her take time off to recover and use her time so she wouldn’t lose it.

Christine knew Ditya didn’t need to work because of her inheritance. Her great uncle used to design buildings and made a fortune. Her parents did something to alienate him, and he didn’t have any other relatives. So, he split his wealth between her and several charitable organizations.
She got most of the inheritance because her great uncle greatly liked her.

“So, you decided to come over and bother me?” Christine looks at Ditya with the same look she used to give Ginger.

“Well, you are alone and look like you could use some company.” A smile appears on Ditya’s face.

Christine just shakes her head. Ditya was a year younger than her but older than Ginger.

“So, when are you due?” Ditya noticed the slight bulge on Christine’s belly.

“In five more months.” Christine figures the baby would be born around late September or early October.

“You and Lache won’t get any sleep.” Ditya knew how newborns were. She took care of her little brother when he was born.

“That’s nothing new. We don’t get enough sleep as is.” A mischievous smile appears on Christine’s face.

“I wonder why?” A smirk appears on Ditya’s face.

“Get your mind out of the gutter.” Christine gives Ditya the same look Nora gave her when she did something terrible.

Ditya just smirks and pushes on the float Christine was resting on. She wasn’t trying to knock Christine off her float. She swims off and does a few laps herself.

Christine watches as Ditya swims off. Ditya reminds her so much of her sisters back in Tennessee. She drifts around for a while and gets back into the pool to do a few more laps.

When Christine gets out of the pool, she looks for Ditya and spots her. She was walking towards her. Christine waves at her, and as she gets closer, “do you want to go and get some lunch? My treat.”

“Sure, let me go and change.”

“Alright, meet me down in the lobby area.” Christine knew it wouldn’t take her long to change.

“Deal.” Ditya heads for the elevator and takes it to her floor.

Christine takes the stairs. She uses them to exercise, so she doesn’t have to spend much time in the exercise room. She reaches the floor her condo is on and exits into the hallway. The door to her place wasn’t far from the entrance to the emergency stairs.

Christine unlocks the door and walks into her condo. She heads towards the bedroom, takes a quick shower to rinse off, and gets dressed afterward. She runs her hand over her belly and smile.

Once Christine is dressed and ready. She locks the door and heads downstairs to the lobby to wait for Ditya. She noticed Ditya wasn’t there, so she waited for her.

Ditya shows up after a few minutes. She was wearing a short dress that showed off her nicely shaped legs. She was wearing a three-inch wedge heel as well.

“You look cute.” Christine looked at the way Ditya was dressed.

“Thanks, I just got this outfit two days ago. I noticed all I had was lounging around clothes and work clothes.” Ditya had gone through her clothes.

“You work too much; don’t you know that?” Christine knew Ditya spent a lot of time down at the garage.

“I know; my boss says the same thing.” Ditya follows Christine over to a baby blue convertible Mustang.

Christine uses the remote to unlock the car doors. She gets in on the driver’s side while Ditya is on the car’s passenger side. Once the vehicle is running, Christine lowers the convertible top.

Christine backs out of her parking spot and drives towards a nice restaurant she heard about. She was enjoying the wind as it blew through her wet hair.

Ditya looked at Christine as she drove “so, have you and Lache started talking about names for your baby?”

“Yep, we have filled out a paper already of names we want to call him. Now, we just need to sort the list.” Christine knew Lache wanted to give
their son a traditional Samoan name. She tried to provide him with a more common term.

“Let me guess, Lache wants to name his son after himself?” Ditya knew most men liked it when their son carried their name.

“Nope, if nothing else. I agree that he wants his son to have a unique name.”

“Not my father. He wanted me to carry on his name, but my mother nicked that in the bud. She wanted me to be unique.” Ditya was glad her mother gave her the name she had now.

She didn’t need to change it when she had gender reassignment surgery or started transitioning. She did have some cosmetic surgery to make her look more like a woman.

“How are your parents doing?’ Christine knew Ditya was close to her parents.

“They are doing fine. Mom is having fun with Russian and North Korean hackers trying to break into the US internet.”

“One day, someone will do it and cause World War Three.”

“Not unless we tear ourselves apart first. There are too many hate groups in our country popping up.” Christine has been in contact with some friends of her lately.

“Oh? What’s going on?” Christine stays out of politics. She knew most people who get elected lined their pockets with money and are only in it for the big corporations.

“A bunch of religious fanatics attacked a friend of mine that is transgender, like you and me. She was home from work, and a church group surrounded her car. They called her all sorts of names and wouldn't let her leave. She called the police on them, but it didn’t stop there. When she got up the next morning, someone had put signs in her front yard calling her a pedophile and child molester.” Ditya was getting angry, recalling what had happened to her friend.

“It’s sad that too many people in this world are small-minded and believe the words of their preacher. They say they are doing gods work, but they aren’t.” Christine was glad she had never experienced anything like that.

Before long, she pulls into the restaurant she heard about. She leaves the top down as she cuts the engine off and grabs her purse.

“Let’s go inside and see what they have.” Christine hasn’t been to this restaurant before.

“Let’s.” Ditya follows behind Christine.

The two women walk inside the restaurant and are greeted by a young Filipino woman. She smiles at them.

“Welcome to The Spicy Faire. My name is Diwata, and I’ll be your hostess today. How many are in your party?” Diwata looks at the young blonde woman that just walked into the restaurant. Another young woman with emo-colored hair accompanied her.

“Just the two of us, Diwata.” A smile appears on Christine’s face.

“If you’ll follow me, please.” Diwata grabs two menus and escorts the ladies towards a lovely table.

Christine and Ditya follow behind Diwata as she escorts them to a lovely table. Ditya was watching how Diwata walked and noticed she had a sexy stride in how she moved. She’ll have to remember how she walked.

Christine noticed Ditya watching how Diwata walked. A sly smile appears on her face. She figures Ditya was trying to learn how certain women walk. She copied how her mother’s Nora and Kelly moved. She also watched a few YouTube videos to learn how proper young ladies moved.

“Your waitress will be with you in a second to take your drink order.” Diwata smiles at the two young ladies.

“Thank you, Diwata.” Christine noticed that the food in the restaurant was Filipino and Jamaican.

“I don’t think I have ever had Jamaican food before.” Ditya looks through the menu.

“I did, one time in Memphis. My adopted mother took my sisters and me to a restaurant owned by her mother.” Christine remembered going to a restaurant owned by Nora’s mother.

“Your grandmother owns a Jamaican restaurant?” Ditya looks at Christine for an answer.

“She owns five different restaurants. She’s Spanish and a very accomplished chef. She either owns the restaurants, or she is partners with another person.” Christine missed her adopted grandmother.

“Wow! Maybe she should come here to Hawaii and open up a restaurant.” Ditya has been to a few good ones.

“She likes it in Tennessee. However, I do have a godmother who lives here in Hawaii. I’ll tell her about this place.” Christine was thinking about Cheshire. She hasn’t heard from her or Tizzy in a while.

Another young dark skin woman comes over to their table. She had a heavy Jamaican accent. Likely, Christine was able to understand her. She went to school with a couple of students from the Islands.

After Christine and Ditya place their drink orders, they look around the place and notice how busy they are. Christine looked at her cellphone and noticed it was around lunchtime for people.

“Looks like we came at the right time.”

Ditya noticed the crowd as well. She turns her attention back to the menu in her hands. She saw several dishes she liked or wanted to try. She closes the menu and puts it down on the table.

“I know what I want to order.”

“So, do I.” Christine puts her menu on the table.

A few minutes later, the young woman returns to take their order and drop their drinks off. She smiles as she gathers the menus and leaves to place their order.

“So, what are you doing now?” Ditya looks at Christine for an answer.

“I am writing a script based on an adventure I had.” Christine takes a sip of her drink.

“Well, tell me more.” Ditya was interested in the adventure Christine had.

“Okay, but it goes no further than here.” Christine begins telling Ditya about how she met Kat and Paul.

Ditya listened to the story that Christine was telling her. She couldn’t believe what Christine was telling her.

“Let me get this straight; you rescued four people and several wolves from a burning building, dressed as the baroness from Cobra’s cartoon?”

“Yep. Here, I’ll show you.” Christine shows the YouTube video that someone posted of her.

Ditya watched the video and couldn’t believe Christine’s appearance or the people she pulled from a burning warehouse either. She saw a cat girl and couldn’t get over how big the wolves were.

“And you know these people?” Ditya looked at Christine when she asked that question.

“Yep, I know the Bounties and the Romanos. This woman is my godmother.” Christine pulls up an image of Cheshire Patel and her daughter,
Officer Tizzy Patel, with the HPD special task force.”

“Okay. You’ll have to introduce these people to me one day.” Ditya wonders who these people are.

“Maybe.” A sly smile appears on Christine’s face.

Christine and Ditya enjoy their lunch. They leave a nice tip for their waitress. She was very attentive and polite. After lunch, Christine goes on a little road trip. She was thinking about going by Cheshire’s place, but she didn’t know if she was home or not. The last she heard, Tizzy had gone to Florida with her family.

In the next few weeks, Christine will work on the script and finishes it. She ensures that all the notes Jack, Kat, and Cheshire gave her don’t reveal too much of what happened. She uses the changes they suggest to make the movie more interesting. As she writes the final scene, she stretches. Her belly has gotten bigger.

She gets up from her desk chair that her husband got her. It helped with her back and kept her from slouching. She walks to the sliding glass doors and outside onto the balcony. She inhales the fresh air and looks around. She turns her head to look back inside towards her laptop.

She couldn’t believe the script was finally finished and ready to be sent off to a person Cheshire had recommended. Cheshire said the person would seriously look at the hand and help her produce it. She had sent what she had to Cheshire and Jack to get their approval.

It hadn’t been finished, but she sent what she would do to finish it. They gave her some suggestions and people to contact when she was done. If the studios gave her a problem, Cheshire knew an independent production company that would take a severe look at the script and if it was as good as it looked. They would produce it for her.

Island Productions, Honolulu, Hawaii:
Lilly Kennedy was sitting in her office catching up on several pieces of email when she got an email from Christine Pyle. It was about a movie script she had just finished writing and thought it might interest her. She was referred to her by a Cheshire Patel.

Lilly sits up in her chair when she reads that name. She knew who Cheshire Patel was. She starts reading the bases of the movie idea. As she read the movie pitch, she knew she needed to see the script herself. She loved what she was reading.

Lilly sends a reply back to Mrs. Pyle. She was inviting her for lunch at Cibo Matto. She leans back into her giant chair and wonders what the rest of the script will be like. Just the snippet she was given and the characters in the script were worth the risk of exploring it further.

Christine and Lache’s Condo:
Christine was feeling horny as hell. Whenever Lache came home from work, she wanted to jump his bones. There were also times she thought about having sex with her friend Ditya. Ditya has been spending a lot of time with her. They have been going shopping a lot.

Christine was on all fours on the bed with Lache going in and out of her. She didn’t know that you could become so horny when pregnant. She had read it in a magazine, but different believe it. Her body shakes from a massive orgasm.

Lache felt Christine’s body shake as she has a massive orgasm. He never knew pregnant women got so horny.

“Are you feeling better, sweetie?” He kisses Christine’s spine and feels her shivers from his kiss.

“Yes.” She tries to sit up and look at Lache. Her skin was covered in sweat.

“You look like you could use a good shower.” He leans forward and kisses her on the lips.

“Mmm, why don’t you join me.”

“I think I will.” Lache gets up off the bed and helps Christine off the bed.

He loved seeing her big belly. He leads her by the hand towards their bathroom and gets the water the way they loved it.

“You first, big belly.” He smiles at Christine.

“You caused this big belly. So, it’s your fault as well.” Christine steps into the shower.

“I don’t regret it all.” As he joins Christine in the shower.

The two of them wash each other’s bodies. Lache spends extra time washing Christine’s breasts and belly.

“You know after you have our son. We need to have another child, so our son doesn’t grow up by himself.”

“What’s wrong with being a single child?” Christine turns around in Lache’s arms and looks into his eyes.

“Didn’t you wish you had a sibling to share things with when you were little?” Lache knew Christine was a single child.

“Yes, it would have been nice.” Christine had wish she had a brother or sister to play with.

“Well, after you have our son, we’ll try for a daughter. After that, you can decide when you want another child.” Lache kisses Christine.

After the shower and some lunch. Christine sits down at her desk and checks her email. She was just wearing a t-shirt and nothing else. As she scans the emails, she spots the one from LKennedy@ Island-Productions.com. Christine opens the email and starts reading it. Mrs. Kennedy wanted to meet and talk about possibly buying the script.

She has Thursday the 27th available and made reservations at Cibo Matto to meet and talk about the script. She will need a reply as soon as possible.

Christine smiles as she sends a reply to Mrs. Kennedy saying one o’clock on Thursday the 27th would be good for her. She clicks on send. After sending her reply, Christine gets up and walks over to Lache, and sits on his lap.

Lache looks into Christine’s face and notices she was happy. He was curious “what’s got you feeling so happy, besides me?”

“Mrs. Kennedy from Island Productions wants to meet and talk about the script.” A huge smile appears on Christine’s face.

“Congratulations, sweetie. Where does she want to meet you at?”

“A restaurant named Cibo Matto.” Christine was watching Lache’s face.

“Sweetie, that is where all the directors and producers go for lunch. This means Mrs. Kennedy is serious about meeting you.”

“That’s good.” Christine was feeling excited about the meeting.

Several Months Later:
The meeting between Christine and Mrs. Kennedy goes well. Island Productions wanted to buy the script and if it becomes as popular as Mrs. Kennedy thinks it will. She would like to have Christine writes future scripts for the series.

Asia shows up during Christine’s sixth month of pregnancy. She’s been assigned by her mistress to be the baby’s nanny and to help Christine have the baby naturally. That didn’t go over well with Christine. She was planning on having the baby in the hospital, just in case, something doesn’t go right.

Asia assures her, that nothing will go wrong with the birth. She was skilled in being a midwife and has delivered thousands of babies. Plus, she was told to watch over Christine, Lache, and their baby.

Story will continue in Island Productions Story.

Christine couldn’t believe how many news stations were outside her door. They all wanted to talk to her about the explosion that occurred yesterday. All she did was pull the people that had been injured out of the burning building. She still thinks it was rather funny. She had been dressed as the Baroness from Cobra when she rescued those people. Everyone knew, that the Baroness wasn’t a good guy. The costume itself had gotten burned in a few places, but otherwise it was in good shape. She could still wear it to finish a few scenes they had to shoot again.

She searched the internet to find out more about the strange designed drones she had found among the ruins, when she had pulled the US Marshals out of the building.

She had dashed back inside to grabbed it. She couldn’t find the design anywhere online or any serial numbers on the drones themselves. She had taken them apart to see if she could find one. Somewhere inside, but there was no serial number or model number on any of the components.

She glances over towards her work bench where both drones were disassembled. In the smaller drone, she had found a small explosive charged. All she could figure out is that it had to be military made. Which, meant the military was using drones like this to kill people. She picks up her cellphone and dials her cousin Wolf, who works for Army Research Laboratory.

“Hello?”

“Hey Wolf, it’s Chris. How’s your day going?” Chris checks out her window again and the news reporters were still out there.

“Okay, what’s on your mind?” Wolf was curious.

He rarely ever got a call from his cousin. Chris family had disowned him when he told them he would rather be a girl instead of a guy.
Everyone at first thought Chris was gay, but when he started wearing his older sister’s clothes and her make-up. They learned the truth about Chris. Being Gay they could accept, being a transgender, they couldn’t.

“Hey, I have something here you need to look at. I can’t tell you over the phone what it is, because it might be something your working on.” Chris snaps a few pictures of the drones and send them to her cousin.

Wolf hears his phone beep letting him know some pictures were sent to him. He opens the file and looks at them. He hadn’t seen them before, but he has heard rumors about these things.

“Where did you find these?” Wolf was curious about where his cousin got these things.

“Would you believe they were used to try and kill fifteen people in a warehouse here in Memphis? I pulled a bounty hunter and her group from Knoxville, three wolves and several police officers and two Marshals out of a burning building.”

“That was you?” Wolf had seen a video someone had gotten of a person dressed as the Baroness from Cobra pulling people out of a burning building.

“Yep, it was me. I was on my way home when it happened, and I stopped to see what happened.” Chris grabs a soda from the refrigerator.

“Why were you dressed like you were?” Wolf had to admit his cousin did look hot. Several of the guys in his unit said they would fuck her.

“I was out with some friends from shooting filming a movie for our art project. It was a live action G.I. Joe movie we got permission to make.” Chris only hopes they could finish it and edit it, before they turn it in for a grade.

“Well, you have all the single men here in my unit wanting to have sex with you.”

“Only if they are good looking and know how to treat a woman.” Chris smiles as she thinks about a few things she could wear to enhance the mood.

“Chris, I hate to burst your bubble, but you’re not a true woman. If these guys found out you still have your penis, you would be dead.” Wolf accepted Chris for what he was, but still had a hard time at times with it.

“You really know how to spoil my fun, cousin. Anyway, can you let me know what these drones are for?” Chris was upset by her cousin’s words, but wasn’t going to let it get to her. He was only a few of her family that accepted her for her choice.

“Look, I’m going to send you a video link to watch. It will answer your question.” Wolf sends the link to Chris. https://www.cnet.com/news/scary-slaughterbots-video-shows-da...

“Alright, thanks.” Chris hangs up and walks over to her computer setup and look up the link.

Chris couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Someone must have done the same thing to those people, but instead of killing them. It ignited the gas she smelled when she went in to rescue them. She glances back towards her work bench and wonder why someone would develop something like that? They would have to be insane to use innocent things like that.

Chris turns back around and look at the time. He had to get to the club and performed tonight. It was the only way she could afford to go to the Art Institute to get her degree and to make her rent payments. Chris locks her computer and heads towards the bathroom and takes a shower. She makes sure all the unwanted hair under her arm pits, legs and crotch area was still shaved cleaned. She didn’t have to worry about any facial hair. She never grew any.

After her shower, she runs back to her bedroom and look at all the costumes she had. Tonight, she’ll dress like Scarlett from the first G.I. Joe movie in her black armor. Since, all the performers were supposed to be dress in costumes of their favorite person real or fictional tonight.
Getting into the outfit took some work, but she managed to get it on. It’s amazing at what talcum powder does to help the process. She picks up her crossbow she built herself and the handguns she got off the person she pulled out first. She meant to give them back to that person, but the paramedics had already put her in the ambulance.

“At least they fit my holsters.” As Chris straps on the holster and grab her red wig.

She double checks her make-up and the wig. It had taken her several tries to get the right color for the wig to match Scarlett’s hair color from the movie. Once she was satisfied with her look, she grabs her keys and helmet and heads downstairs to her 2016 Indian Scout with fat tires she had won in a contest drawing. They don’t tell you when you win the prized you had to pay the taxes on how much the motorcycle was worth, before you could claim the prized.

She was lucky her tax returns had come back, and it was enough to pay the taxes on the motorcycle. At least the company she won the motorcycle from, gave her a lifetime tune up contract on the motorcycle she didn’t have to pay for as long as she owned the motorcycle.
She locks up and arms the security system. She heads off towards her job.

It doesn’t take her long to arrive at work. She parks her motorcycle in its’ usual spot and head inside to start her shift. She knew tonight was going to be extremely busy. They had a costume contest going and employees weren’t permitted to enter. She liked working at a gay bar. She didn’t have to worry about the guys hitting on her. They all knew she was a T-girl and wasn’t interested in them. Since she was dressed as a girl tonight, she wasn’t going to get hit on.

She was greeted by several of the regulars that spent most of their time up at the bar as she walked into the bar. A big hairy Smokey Bear guy walks up to her and gives her a hug.

“I like the outfit Bear. It suits you.” Chris has known Bear since she first discovered that she really wasn’t gay, but a trans person.

“Thanks Chris. I like your costume. It fits you. I saw the video on YouTube pulling those people out of that burning building. Do you know who they were?” Bear had been surfing the internet when he came across the video and knew it was Chris dressed as the Baroness.

“All I know about them, was that they all were either bounty hunters or law enforcement. You should had seen the cat lady from Knoxville. I took pictures of her, so I could replicate her looks for our Halloween party next year. You should had seen those three huge wolves I pulled out. Those guys were big. I’ve seen wolves at the zoo and they had nothing on those three. They were huge and wearing body armor. I was glad they were unconscious. Otherwise, I would be dog meat right now.” Chris loved how the cat woman looked. He wanted to dress up like her for the comic con she was planning on going to in a few months.

“Do you know what they were doing there?” Bear was curious.

“No idea, but whatever it was. It must have been important, because someone tried to kill them because of it.” Chris makes her way behind the bar and starts taking order.

Bear just watches Chris as she works. He has known Chris for a while. He was there the night her parents told her to move out. Chris had gone to the prom dress in a handmade prom dress that she made herself. Her parents had told her they would pay for a tuxedo, but not a prom dress. If she wanted one, she would have to buy it herself.

So, Chris did just that and bought the material to make it herself and got his help fitting it. Even Chris sister wouldn’t help her. Chris had gone to the prom dressed up and had fun with a few of the people that didn’t care what she was. On her graduation day, her parents and sister didn’t show up. That was the day they told her to leave and never come back.

Chris is kept busy all-night long. By the time the bar shuts down. She was exhausted, tired and her feet were hurting. She counts out her drawer and leaves enough for the morning cashier and writes the profit down and place it in an envelope for the morning manager to double check and deposit in the morning.

She has a drink before she leaves and walks outside to mount her motorcycle. As she is heading home, she remembers she needs milk and bread. She didn’t like going to stores dress in the costumes she normally wore, but she wasn’t going to get up early tomorrow. She wanted to sleep in some.

She stops at the convenience store near her place and goes inside to purchase what she needed.

“Hi Ralph, I’m just picking up a few items.” Chris waves to Ralph as she walks past the checkout counter.

Ralph looks up when he hears Chris’s voice. He notices that she was dressed like Scarlett from G.I. Joe. He has seen her dress a lot of different outfits before. He knew she was a Drag Queen and that she did special effects.

“I might give you a discount tonight if you let me take a picture of you, before you leave.” Ralph liked how she looked.

“Sure, but promise me you won’t put this up on your Face Book page please. I don’t need to be sued by Marvel or Hasbro for using one of their characters for promoting a store or person.”

She almost got in trouble once for using one of their characters in a homemade movie. Lucky, they were understanding and said to ask from now on.

Chris heads towards the back of the store to grab a 1-liter Pepsi for herself, when she hears the door open and close. She just glances up front for a second and notices two African Americans coming in. She turns back around to grab her soda, some milk and bread.

As she is heading back up front to pay for the items, she hears gunfire. She looks towards the counter and see one of the guys jumping over the counter after shooting Ralph. His partner was turning towards her with a shotgun in his hands.

Chris drops the items she has in her hands and draws the guns from their holster and fires at the guy. She has only practice a few times to be able to fire two guns at the same time. She needed the move for the movie she was in. Both guns go off as she hits the one guy that had turned towards her. She missed the other guy behind the counter.

She charges towards him and slide along the floor towards the counter. She fires through the thin wooden wall of the counter, hitting him three times with her shots. She had felt some power from the guns that she was using. She waits a few minutes, before standing up and holstering her weapons, before checking on Ralph.

She grabs the store phone and dials 911 for him. He had been shot in his left shoulder. She grabs the dirty rag he kept back behind the counter to put pressure on his wound to slow the bleeding. She stays with him, until the paramedics show up and take over. The police show up and takes her statement. A lot of them couldn’t believe the way she looked and asked to take pictures with her.

One of the police officers recognizes her from the warehouse fire.

“Hey, weren’t you dressed at the Baroness the other day over at Locust Street?” Officer Johnson was there helping with the people she pulled out of the building.

“Yes sir. I was on my way home and stopped here to get some milk, bread and a soda when these morons shot Ralph and was about to shot me as well.” Chris had gone and picked up the milk, bread and soda she wanted. She changes the soda out for another one.

“What is it with you and these costumes? Do you think some type of superhero or something?”

“No sir. I’m just an average girl trying to make a living. Bad things just happen around me. The warehouse fire was pure dumb lucky. I was just lucky that I was over near there when it happened. I could had taken a different route, instead of going that way.” Chris takes a sip of the soda and closes it back up.

“Well, you need to start being more careful. Someone might mistake you for the causes of these things.”

“Trust me officer Johnson. All I want to do right now is head home and get some sleep. I’ve been up since five this morning and I just got off from serving and making drinks all night.” The owner of the store had shown up and told her she could have whatever she wanted for saving Ralph’s life. If she ever needed anything, it was free for her.

“Well, here’s my card. If something happens while your around. Give me a heads up and try not to kill anyone?” Officer Johnson hands the business card to Chris.

“Thanks, and I’ll try not to kill any one, as long as they don’t try to kill me.” Chris accepts the card and tucks it into a pocket.

She walks out to her motorcycle and secures her groceries, before mounting it. She was tired and couldn’t wait to get back home and out of the costume. She was going to have to clean it tomorrow, because it had the guy she shot first blood on it. Luckily, there was no one there to catch her shooting the guys. Once she arrives home, she parks her motorcycle in the area she set aside for her vehicles. She had managed to buy the old city garage real cheap.

She had just won money from a scratch off ticket. There was enough money from the winnings to buy the place and do some repairs to it to make it livable. She walks into the kitchen area and put away the groceries. After she puts everything away before she heads to bed. It was almost five thirty in the morning. She’s been up for almost twenty-four hours straight. She strips out of her costume and crawl into bed, after slipping on her favorite night shirt with Garfield on it.

Five Hours Later:
Chris is woken up from someone knocking on the door of the garage. She moans as she picks her phone up and looks at who it could be. She sees a weather tanned man with very short black hair, wearing a black suit standing in front of her door. Next to him was an oriental woman with shoulder length black hair and dressed in a nice designer dress that stopped mid-thigh. It was a nice purple color. She was wearing a matching pair of three-inch-high mid-calf boots.

“Hello, what can I do for you?” Chris kept watching the video feed.

“Me and my Friend here, would like to talk to a Miss. Christine Pyle.” Jack had spotted the video camera mount that uses your cellphone. Him and Chester had come by to thank Christine for what she did and too retrieved Julia’s guns. The tracking device in the handle had said the guns were here.

“Why do you want to talk to me?” Christine wanted to make sure they weren’t reporters.

“Because you saved the lives of our daughters and wolves. I also believe you are in possession of a set of guns that belong to my oldest daughter.” Jack couldn’t blame the girl. With all the excitement that had happened, she might have forgotten to turn them over to the police.

“Dam! I was hoping to keep them.” Good thing the mic was off. She buzz’s them in.

Jack opens the door when he hears the buzzing sound. Him and Cheshire could tell what the building use to be used for. It was opened, so the occupant could see whoever walked in, but had section of the converted garage to be used for a kitchen, bedroom and bathroom. They also notice racks and racks of clothes and costumes. In one area with a sewing machine and streamer set-up. The washer and dryer were against one wall. There was an area set aside for the persons computer system. He spotted the work bench which had parts of a disassemble of the drone on it. It was like the ones he and Cheshire had found in the wreckage of the warehouse. They had gone over to investigate the area for clues.

Chris had slipped on a pair of sweat pants and her slippers before she came out of her bedroom. She had grabbed the handguns she had used last night out of the holster to return them to the man. She walks over towards the older man and the oriental woman standing near him.

“Sorry for not returning them to your daughter sir. During all the excitement I forgot to give them back.” Christ hands the guns to Jack.

“No need to be formal with me Christine. You can call me Jack and this young lady next to me, is my good friend Cheshire Patel. You saved her daughter the other day.”

Cheshire holds out her hand to shake Christine’s

“You can call me Chris, Mr. Jack and Ms. Cheshire.” Chris shakes Cheshire’s hand.

“Oh, I had to use them last night.”

“Why did you have to use them?” Cheshire was curious.

“Please have a seat and I’ll tell you. Would you guys like anything to drink? I have bottle water, tea and cherry cool aid.”

“We’re fine Christine. Now, why don’t you relax and tell us why you had to use them?” Cheshire was trying to get Christine to relax.

Christine sits in her favorite recliner “I was on my way home from work last night and I need to stop at the convenience store just up the street from here for a few items I needed. Well, while I was inside shopping. Two African American thugs came in and decided to rob the place. One of them shot the cashier behind the counter and his partner was going to shot me. So, I dropped what I had and shot him first. The guy behind the counter had turned and was about to shoot me, so I slide across the floor towards the counter and shot him, before he could shoot me. So, you might get a phone call about the guns being used by me.”

“Don’t worry about it. We’ll handle the matter. Why did you help my daughter and her friends?” Jack was curious what drove this girl to run into a burning building.

“To be honest, I didn’t think about it. I just did what needed to be done. I wasn’t sure they were still alive, but I was hoping they were. Also, if I was in a situation like that. I would want someone to help me.” Chris really didn’t know why she did it.

“Christine, what do you do for a living?” Cheshire had spotted several things.

“Well, I work full time down at the Rainbow lounge as a bartender. I work part time making special order costumes for people on-line. I attend school at the Art Institute. I’m working on my Bachelor degree in movie production. I do some computer repair on the side. I have my
Associates degree in Electrical Engineering from ITT Technical Institute.” Chris was rather proud of the degree she had. She learned a lot from her instructor.

Jack and Cheshire knew that both those schools had a reputation for ripping students off. As for the Rainbow Lounge, both knew the place was a gay bar that catered to both gays and lesbians. They even had Drag Shows sometimes.

“Christine, how old are you and what are your plans for the future?” Cheshire was thinking Christine would make a good operative or support person for one of the teams.

“I’m 18 years old and I’m hoping to get into the movie business after I graduate from the Art Institute.” Christine wanted to work either as a special effects make-up artist or as an actress herself.

“Well, I can tell you that it’s a hard business to get into, but if your serious. I might know a few people I can put you in touch with. How much longer do you have left on your lease here and in school?” Cheshire was thinking about a few people her and Jack knew that might be able to help.

“Oh, I own this building. I know I would have to sell it if I went out to Hollywood, but I like the place. As for my schooling, I’m almost done with it. I only have one semester left to do and I get my degree.” Christine couldn’t wait till she was done.

“How about this. You finish your schooling here and when you are done. You give me a call and send me some of your work. I’ll have a job waiting for you. Since you have been involved in two situations already, I was thinking it might be best if you get some training to protect yourself better. I’m going to make some arrangements for you to attend a self defense class. The instructor is a good friend of mine and will train you well. That’s if you don’t mind.” Cheshire is hoping she’ll agree.

“Sure, thank you.” Christine couldn’t believe the offer.

“Along with what my friend is going to do for you Chris. I want you to not worry about your finances. I’m going to have my bank get in touch with you to have an account set up to handle all your living expensive. However, there is a catch with this account. It can’t be used to buy you an expensive car or to tear this place down and rebuild it. It’s only for your expenses. That includes maintenance of your vehicles, the insurance on them and the place here and any reasonable repairs. If it goes above a certain cost, I’ll be informed to approve it or not.”

Christine couldn’t believe it. These two people were offering to take care of her.

“Does that include any medical or cosmetic expenses I might have?”

“Depends on what the cosmetic expense it is. Is there something you need to have done?” Cheshire could already guess, but wanted Christine to tell them.

Christine looks at the two people and wonder if she should tell them. She really only told her close friends.

Cheshire could see that Christine was having a hard time telling them. She reaches forward and touch Christine’s hand.

“It’s okay Christine, you can tell us. I have a younger daughter that is going through the same thing as you are.” Cheshire was referring to
Tizzy’s younger sister she just adopted.

Christine looks at Cheshire “But I thought your daughter.”

“You mean my oldest daughter, Tizzy? She used to be just like you as well. Both my daughters are transgender. So, I know how you feel. So, does Jack. He has four daughters that are transgender. Just let us know when you get the approval from your doctor and I’ll, send you to the doctor that did my oldest. We’ll pick the tab up.” She pulls Christine to her and hold her.

“Thank you.” Christine just cries against Cheshire’s shoulder.

While Cheshire is holding Christine, Jack checks out the disassemble drones on the work bench. He takes a few pictures of them and now understood what his daughter had told him. He picks the circuit board of the smaller one and notices it was equipped with a three-gram explosive charge.

“Christine, do you know anything about these pieces?”

Christine wipes the tears from her eyes as she leans back from Cheshire’s shoulder and over towards Jack.

“No sir. I took those drones apart to see who built them, but I couldn’t find anything. My cousin sent me a link about them.” Christine stands up and heads over towards her computer and replay the video on the website.

Cheshire had walked over to look as well as Jack. They both watch the video and couldn’t believe it. Having these drones meant you didn’t need people like them anymore. You could take your target out at your leisure. You could take an entire school or government out with them.

“If this guy is using these things. Then, we need to find him and kill him before he can strike again.” Cheshire glances at Jack.

Christine turns around to look at Jack and Cheshire “Miss. Cheshire what do you and Mr. Jack do?”

“I’m a zoologist that specialize in big game cats and Mr. Jack Bounty is an investor of sorts.” Cheshire had a mischievous smile on her face.
Christine looks at Cheshire and Jack. Normally, she could tell if someone is lying to her, but she can’t tell if Cheshire was lying or telling the truth.

“Christine, it’s best if you don’t know what we do. That way your life won’t be in danger. The reason we said we need to get the guy using these devices. He can cause a lot of problems which will caused a lot of people to die. Do you mind if I take these drones with me?” Jack hopes she says yes.

“Sure, Mr. Jack.” Christine didn’t see why he couldn’t.

“Thank you, Christine.” Jack’s phone beeps letting him know Julia had woken-up.

“We got to go Ches. Julia just woke-up.” Jack was glad his daughter woke-up.

Cheshire looks at Christine “call me if you ever need someone to talk to Christine or anything else.” She kisses her forehead and give her a motherly hug.

“Thank you, Miss. Cheshire.” Christine looks at the card and notice’s it had the Cheshire from Alice in Wonderland blinking at her.

Christine watches as they leave. She wonders what they really did. She calls the local Chinese restaurant and places a delivery order.