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    The Craft II
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    The Craft II

    By Joe Bob Newman

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    Larry has now decided to join the Alien Federation, now he must convince his wife to do so too. Once he does, he meets all the other planets representatives. From beautiful female humanoids to one alien who resembles a wolfman, he must find his path to fit in. Then a small battle becomes a major war with the Mongrel battleship. The Mongrels are faster, better armed and seem to be destined to win the war. Larry must work with all the aliens and his friend Walter, who his head of the Federation Council to ensure the survival of Earth and the other planets. Go full warp speed with Larry as he zooms through the galaxcies chasing what appears to be a phantom.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJoe Bob Newman
    Release dateNov 20, 2017
    ISBN9781370342068
    The Craft II
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    Joe Bob Newman

    I have been writing mystery and fiction books since 1982. I have never considered having any published until now. My career has been in writing technical documents for the defense industry. By profession I am a mechanical engineer, P.E. I have six grand children.. During the summer months, I spend a lot of time in the mountains of New Mexico. Watching wildlife and observing the ecology. i also enjoy riding my 4-wheeler. I built a cabin by myself, just above a stream filled with trout, perhaps i should say am building, I have been working on it for twenty years and it is still not finished, but it is livable, it has electricity, running water and a septic system. With that, I am happy to live there in the summer months and for a week or two in the winter, but I have found that I am not much of a "snow" person.I do hope you read and enjoy my books as much as I enjoyed writing them! Thanks for visiting my page.Joe Bob Newman

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      The Craft II - Joe Bob Newman

      THE CRAFT - II

      A NEW BEGINNING

      JOE BOB NEWMAN

      THE CRAFT - II

      Copyright 2017 © Joe Bob Newman

      Cover Design by: Laura Shinn

      Edited by: Nick F. Bowman

      Published by: Smashwords

      License Notes:

      This book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. All rights reserved.

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners.

      Written, Edited, Published and Printed in the USA!

      THE CRAFT - II

      Other Books by Joe Bob Newman:

      The Craft (Science Fiction)

      When Time Stood Still (Science Fiction)

      Phantom Canyon (Western)

      The Rig (Action/Romance)

      The Executive (Action/Romance)

      Cabin Fever (Action/Romance)

      Cabin Cruiser (Action/Romance)

      One for the heart (Action/Romance)

      Mystic Moon Man (Action/Adventure)

      Lady Texas Ranger (History/Action)

      The Alamo (History)

      Texas Football: The Lone Star of Texas (Sports)

      In The Dark of The Night (Suspense)

      Bad Decisions (Mystery/Suspense)

      The Old Bull (Suspense/Thriller)

      CIA - The Slave Traders (Spy/Thriller)

      A Really Bad Day (Murder/Mystery)

      Tennessee Kyle (Western)

      When the Reaper Calls (Suspense/Thriller)

      These books are available as eBooks at Smashwords.com.

      THE CRAFT - II

      This book is dedicated to:

      My middle grandson:

      Brayden Joe Hackler

      He is a straight A student,

      And quite the baseball player!

      THE CRAFT - II

      MAJOR CHARACTERS

      Name Sex Origin Information

      Larry m Earth Human, I.C. Representative

      Walter m Clepton Alien, Intergalactic Council (I.C.) Leader

      Loretta f Earth Human, first wife of Larry

      Cashew m Kordona Alien, looks like a hog in the face

      Benito m Alpha Sig Alien, looks similar to Walter

      Fralite m Centaura Alien, looks similar to Walter

      Hamuse m Altania Alien, looks like a wolfman

      Saduka m Planet-X Alien, looks near-human

      Yakita f Jonashite Alien, looks human, second wife of Larry

      Mogata m Progada Alien, looks like an early Earth cave man

      Excelsia f Planet-X Alien, looks human, took over for Saduka

      Frisk m Obiduron Alien, General, looks near human

      Hitling m Vegan Alien, Supreme Commander, looks human

      Benito m Nephi Alien, looks near human, Nephilim

      Curtorary m El Vacacido Alien, looks near-human

      Alex m Earth Larry and Yakita’s oldest son

      Jocka m Sinato Alien living on Earth, has short tail

      Remona f Sinato Jocka’s wife

      Thom m Klingoff Lizard man in brig of Starship

      Mary Beth f Earth Larry and Yakita’s daughter

      Dinno f Clepton Alien, wife of Walter, daughter is Lato

      Bellingsly m Klingoff Lizard man, Captain of Starship

      Brian m Earth Larry and Yakita’s second son

      The Craft - II A New Beginning

      It happened in the middle of the night. I woke up and my mind was made up. Now I had to convince my wife Loretta. I woke her up and told her what I had decided. She shook her head and went back to sleep. I got up and quietly went into the living room and planned my assault on Loretta. My mother and her mother were both getting feeble; they were both in their eighties. There was only one way to save them, and that was to take the job. I called Walter, with my communicator. He answered, Yes, Larry!

      I almost yelled, I want the job. I want to go meet all the representatives. I want to be a part of the council that make the rules and I want my planet to forge ahead, but at a reasonable pace!

      Walter exclaimed, Calm down, Larry. All in good time! I cannot come see you at the moment; I will see you in about twelve of your hours. Walter was an alien from the planet Clepton, in another solar system. We were speaking through a small communicator that he had given to me; it sent a signal far faster than the speed of light. We could talk to each other one galaxy to another practically instantly with hardly any delay. The communicator used a technology that wouldn’t even be considered on Earth for another thousand years. It was similar to thought waves; they happened nearly instantaneously.

      Walter was my friend now; I had known him for several Earth years and trusted him completely. Walter looked like a typical alien to me: he had shiny, silvery grey skin, large eyes that rarely blinked, and oddly, he had only ear holes; no ears such as I have, or as an Earthman had. Walter had very small teeth and a small, narrow, longish tongue. His fingers were long and slender and his feet looked a lot like mine. His legs and arms were thin; he had no fat on him. Not that he would be considered muscular at all, but he did have surprising strength for his size. He dressed in skintight clothes that almost seemed to merge with his skin. His head seemed a little too large for his body. He had five fingers on each hand and toes just like I did and he walked upright the same as I did. Walter had learned to speak English unbelievably quickly. He was without a doubt the smartest being that I had ever met. He was the head of the Federation Council, the Council being one member from each planet represented. There were currently eight planets represented. Earth would be number nine.

      I turned off the communicator and went over all that had happened in my life. I had bought this land, my New Mexico ranch, with money that I had borrowed from my friend Fran LeBossey. I had found a shiny object buried in the ground and had dug it up. It had turned out to be a very old alien craft, what was known more commonly as a flying saucer. It looked like two inverted pie pans with a dome on top of it. It didn’t have windows. It had large screens that acted like windows. It was made out of a metal that man had yet to discover. It was as shiny as chrome and was made out of one of the hardest substances in the universe. It was a beautiful machine—it was almost alive.

      The odd thing was, after many centuries buried, it still worked. It ran on water, preferably distilled water. As best as I understood it, an object in the tank changed the pure water into its basic elements, oxygen and hydrogen. That process released a certain amount of energy that was collected, and then the oxygen and hydrogen were broken down again to even more subatomic particles with a tremendous release of energy that was also captured. This basic energy was used to power the spacecraft engine. The engine was unlike anything that I had ever seen. It was impossible to actually describe. When the hydrogen was depleted and expelled out the engine exhaust, the oxygen components were reconstituted into breathable air. A side-effect of the process was to take carbon dioxide and break it down into its components, the carbon atom fastened itself to the object in the tank. Once a year or so, the object had to be cleaned, and pure carbon came out of it. The other byproduct was pure oxygen. The carbon was crystallized and could be made into a synthetic but near perfect diamond quite easily under extreme pressure. These synthetic diamonds were tiny and as hard as natural diamonds but were used in manufacturing plants to cut the new metal. So far man had not discovered them and therefore they had no intrinsic value, yet.

      Some of my family and friends had ridden in my original space craft before the U.S. Air Force had taken it from us. I had even taken trips in it to the moon and to Mars. Originally, the American Government had hired me and my friend Mike Cole to fly it, eventually giving him a long-term contract to work for them. I wasn’t interested. The name of the flying saucer program was Starlight. I had a saying: If you ever see a real UFO, my friend Mike probably worked on it.

      Along the way, I had met an alien, Walter—not his real name; I couldn’t pronounce his real name. He had taught me how to fly the flying saucer to different planets and even to other stars. He had made me an offer to be Earth’s Representative on the Intergalactic Council that would govern all the planets. With Earth, there would be a total of nine planets represented on the council. I had just agreed to be Earth’s Representative and had previously received an updated flying spacecraft. It had a cloaking device that made it invisible and it would fly at a maximum of ninety times the speed of light, or warp ninety, making space travel almost instantaneous. I kept it cloaked and hidden in my barn, which had a roof that would open up to the sky.

      Walter had agreed to give me and my immediate family the method to live a thousand years or more, and I had agreed to all his requests and he had agreed to mine.

      Walter was a much more important man than I had originally thought. He was not only his planet’s representative to the council; he was the leader of the council, by unanimous vote. His planet was the leader in technology of all nine planets, Earth being in last place.

      I went back to bed with my wife Loretta, having no idea how I was going to talk her into what I had decided. I was wondering what I would do if she just flat didn’t agree to it. I rarely would do something that she totally disagreed with; I loved Loretta with all my heart.

      The next morning Loretta woke me up. What was all that nonsense that you woke me up about last night?

      I smiled. I have decided to become Earth’s Representative on the Intergalactic Council with Walter. It will save my mother and your mother’s lives. Besides that, I think that it is the right thing to do.

      She said, You know that means that we will outlive our children and grandchildren?

      I responded, Not really; they can have their life spans lengthened too.

      She said, Okay, Larry, where does that end? What about the rest of our family and our friends?

      I smiled again. We have to draw the line somewhere. I was just thinking of our mothers; they are not long for this world without it.

      She seemed to be thinking about this when a form materialized beside me. It was Walter. I asked, How did you do that?

      He looked back at me. We have known for a long time how to teleport. I will teach you how soon.

      Looking around him, I asked, How come you didn’t bring your wife and daughter?

      He frowned. They were both busy!

      I said, I didn’t know that you guys were ever busy!

      He lost his frown. We’re not! I realized that I was possibly on dangerous ground. Had he and his wife had a fight? I didn’t think they would have anything to fight about, so it must be something else. After a significant pause he added, In five of your Earth days we will have a meeting. I would like to introduce you to the other members and they will vote you in. They will all vote for you; you will be the only candidate. I would like for you to come to my planet a day early and I will brief you on everything. You may bring your wife if you like.

      I smiled. I don’t know if she will come; she hasn’t agreed to this yet—but I will be there.

      Nothing else to do with the meeting was discussed. We talked about his daughter and how she was growing up so fast. His daughter had been carried by Laura, an Earth woman, from artificial inception through delivery. I was close to both the little girl and her Earth mother. The planet Clepton had once had an issue where their women could not carry babies to term. Women from Earth were given the opportunity to carry alien babies to term and then give them up to their mothers on Clepton. It had saved the race and instilled my planet in Walter’s heart. Literally tens of thousands of Earth women had been in this program and all had kept it quiet, a miracle in itself. Actually, it hadn’t quite been a miracle; after each Earth woman had given birth, their memories of the event had been totally erased. They were returned to their own lives and most didn’t even miss the seven-month pregnancy time.

      After Walter left, Loretta came into the living room. So, you’re really going to do it? Loretta did not trust any alien. She knew about the conception issue and she wasn’t sure that the alien children might try and take over Earth.

      I made a face. Yeah, and I wish you would go with me; you are so much better at talking to people than I am.

      She replied, People, yeah, but there will be creatures there that we have never seen before. You know the ‘Hog Man’ that we met. I get cold chills just thinking about his face, much less the rest of his body. The Hog Man was an alien from the planet Kordona. He was a biped, with a face that closely resembled an Earth hog. He was very intelligent, polite and about our size, but getting past looking at his face was difficult. His name, as nearly as I could pronounce, was Cashew, like the nut, but he pronounced it very gutturally. We had not met the other seven members. Two were supposed to resemble us very closely.

      We could communicate with each one of them with the hearing and speaking device that Walter had provided to us. Walter had learned English quickly and could communicate with me without the device. Sometimes we had to use it when we talked about technical items.

      I asked Loretta, Well, what do you think? Are you going?

      She shook her head. No. I will support you, but I am not going to this meeting.

      Three days later, I was on my way to Clepton, Walter’s planet. I would have to stop at a hub that orbited around his planet and would be ferried down to the planet’s surface. My spacecraft would be upgraded while it was at the hub. I had no idea what they might be doing to it. Walter met me at the hub and escorted me down to his planet on the ferry. Only a few people cowered away from me. Most had seen Earth people before, unlike on our planet. Aliens were still to be feared on Earth.

      At the station where the ferry arrived, his car was waiting on us. It wasn’t really an automobile; it would move along the ground and also zoom up into the air and fly. It took only moments to get to his globe or house. I saw his wife, Dinno, and his daughter Lato. The little girl ran to me and I picked her up and hugged her. I said, Hello, in her native language.

      She said, Hello, in English and smiled at me. I set her down and noted how much she had grown. Dinno was smiling at me. I hugged her and Walter and I went into his study, or computer room. He brought up 3-D images of the other seven members of the council and told me to memorize their names. I had to make a list for all the members.

      Benito was from the planet Alpha Sig; he looked very much like Walter, a standard alien. The difference seemed to be in the eyes: he had near-human eyes and he also had ears that stuck out from his head. He had no hair; he was bald-headed just like Walter. Where Walter was thin and seemed fragile, Benito was heavier and had visible muscles.

      Fralite was from the planet Centaura. It was a neighbor of Alpha Sig. Fralite looked almost identical to Benito. He was slightly taller and had more of a muscular build to him. Fralite and Benito could have passed for brothers. They made me wonder if the two planets might be related in some way.

      Hamuse was from another galaxy. His planet was named Altania. He looked like a comic book wolfman; he was hairy all over and wore clothes much like I did. He had large teeth and spoke with his mouth virtually open all the time. He had a perpetual smile on his face most of the time. At least I thought it was a smile. Hamuse was about six feet tall and seemed to have all the same organs that I did.

      Saduka was one of my favorites. He was from what I called Planet-X. It was an Earth like planet with lots of water. He was probably as close as you could get to being human and not be human. He had two small bumps or protrusions high up on his forehead. He was also telepathic. Saduka was blonde-headed and was quite handsome in some strange way. I had the impression that he was accustomed to the females of his planet chasing him. He was single and had a surprisingly good personality. I would later find out that Saduka had a secret that I wasn’t privy to!

      Yakita was a female alien from Jonashite, a planet also like Earth. She was very close to being human too. She was definitely my overall favorite, as she was quite attractive—no, she was gorgeous! She had her sexual organs all in the same general location that human women have. She was telepathic, as was Saduka. They would often speak to each other telepathically and no one but Walter would know that they were talking to each other. Yakita was old by Earth standards but she wore her clothes tightly to her body; she frequently exuded her sexuality. She looked to be in her late twenties, by Earth standards. Her face looked exactly human, only she had long curly white hair. As I said, most every male found her attractive and was attracted to her. It was obvious that she knew she was attractive but she held her composure well. She was one of the few women that I had ever seen that just exuded sexiness. She had never married and also had a secret that I was not privy to.

      The last was Mogata. I was most afraid of him; he seemed to have a temper and would yell at the top of his lungs. He came from a very large asteroid that his species could guide through the galaxy. Mogata looked like an early age Earth caveman. He had a sloped forehead which he slapped a lot. He rarely joked about anything. He was semi-telepathic. He could often hear the others, but they could tune him out. He wore very tight clothes; I wondered how he got into them. Mogata was well over six feet tall and was quite large. He appeared to be quite strong. Mogata’s planet had a truly perfect power source. They generated their own heat, light and virtually everything needed by the planet’s inhabitants.

      The other eight members were not as bad to look at as I had expected. Hog Man or Cashew was the worst to look at. It was difficult for him to function like the rest of us. He had two fingers and a thumb on each hand and three webbed toes. He did not wear shoes.

      That night I slept in a hammock. It was too small for me and I had to keep my knees bent all night long. Not a good way to sleep, at least not for me. I woke up to Lato staring at me. I got up and played with the little girl. Dinno brought me a tube of paste; that was breakfast. Walter and I went into his computer room and he showed me an image of the chamber that the nine of us would meet in. He showed me where I would sit, where I could get food and drink. He expected the meeting to take eight to ten Earth hours, and there would be no breaks. He went over the agenda; the first item would be interviewing me and then voting on me and the planet Earth. I made certain that I got eight hours of sleep before the meeting. I was very excited about the meeting and becoming one of the ruling council!

      The next morning I entered the meeting chamber through a door beside Walter’s platform. I could see my spot with my name and planet on it. The room was circular, with nine podiums where each of the representatives would sit. It had a domed ceiling, and no matter where you sat, you could hear what anyone said in the room. My seat and podium was next to Walter’s—that is, to his immediate left. Each podium was tailored for each individual being. The meeting started and I stood in the middle of the room as Walter gave a brief biography of me and planet Earth. I say brief, it lasted thirty minutes. Questions started and Cashew asked me the first one: What makes you think that your planet should be included with us in our Federation? He was sullen and not exactly polite, but I ignored his tone.

      I looked at Walter and he nodded at me. I had not considered this issue at all. I was thinking hard. Sir, my planet is certainly not in the class with your planet. We are awkward and going through severe growing pains. You could guide us into becoming a wonderful friend and supporter of the Federation. I personally would consider it an honor and privilege to serve with you.

      Yakita, the human-looking female, threw her white hair back and asked, How do you feel about my planet establishing a colony on your planet?

      Walter cut in. Yakita, you know that is not permitted.

      She smiled. At this time I understand that, but in the future I suspect that there will be some crossbreeding between planets. I just wanted his opinion.

      This was equivalent to a race question; I had to be careful. On my planet we have interbred between races and have had little problems. I don’t know how that applies between planets. I suspect that it would cause mutants that would not belong to either planet and might be excluded. Therefore, at this time, I am against it also.

      Yakita sat back in her chair, apparently unhappy with my answer. That seemed to make two people that I had crossed. Would they vote against me? Mogata stood up. He was the cave-looking man. You mentioned that on your planet the race barrier has been crossed with little problems. It is my understanding that you have culture differences as well as rich and poor, no equality. Why is that?

      Damn, these were hard questions. Well, on my planet, we have problems with some people being hard workers and others not wanting to work at all. Thus we have those who get what they work for and the poor who refuse to work.

      Yakita almost screamed, Why do you have to work? Do you not have robots to do chores for you?

      I smiled. No, ma’am. We are just starting to build robots and are struggling. That is another reason to be included in the Federation; you could teach us much and stop our wars.

      Questions went on and on. I did my best to answer them, then as if by magic, they stopped and Walter asked me to step back outside. I left the room and was placed in a small room that was obviously soundproof. I sat in there for over an hour. There were tube snacks and water in plastic bottles. The guard eventually opened the door and I was escorted back to the center of the room. Walter said, One of our esteemed members has one last question.

      Benito asked, Exactly what does your planet offer the Federation?

      I frowned. We really had nothing to offer, but I said, We have an enormous water supply; I am sure that we can supply water to your world in exchange for your assistance.

      I was asked to leave again, and I only had to wait about five minutes. Then I was ushered back in to the center and Walter said, Mr. Lawrence, welcome into the Federation. Your planet now shall receive protection, trade and all the responsibilities that come with you joining with us.

      Something he said jumped out and bit me—protection from what or whom? I took my seat at my station, and the meeting began. I had a bottle of water and two tubes of paste. I could barely listen to what was said. What had I gotten my planet Earth into?

      The first thing discussed was placing monitoring stations around Earth. I perked up. Where would these stations be placed? I asked.

      Walter said, They would be placed in the asteroid belt. They would not be able to be detected by your telescopes or satellites.

      I was okay with that, but nothing that would give us away. The next item was putting a rescue station on our planet Venus. As it is continually covered by clouds, the station would not be seen, and assistance for Earth or spacecrafts would be close at hand. I liked this even less but voted to approve it. This was all that involved Earth. I voted with Walter on every item that came up. At the end of the meeting,

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