week 2 Friday

The trial of trust was ended today and not the Sunday as was intended. Not only were our words with the emergency crocodile had improssed them. It also seemed that all the research made from the time in the library had not been buried under the collapsed structure. We were granted guest invitation to a meeting within the staff only building deeper into the zoo.

There was leaders of groups species. As example of sort of clans; each species was its own culture, religious beliefs or unique understanding. These leaders had a unique dressed to show case this clash cultures. It was never a war between cats and dogs but instead its land versus water. Wet types were about natures rules and the land types was mostly similar human rules. There were neutral fencing groups too.... branched by instinct or food habits. Easy to say the apex hunters were also the body guards here, whom followed under a nearly human. They all respect this hunter leader and advicer as the peace keeper.

The flying types had a dinosaur reptile like bird as a leader - it often mutters quietly to a snake that is coiled around a small bird. The 'reptiles' of the zoo has a half gator and other parts other things. The giraffe clan was human from the neck down. The wolf was here... it was made of 6 wolves and would be considered a 'dire wolf'.

This meeting room was sort of a peace tearty commitment whom agree to share the zoo faculties and duties of care within zoo rules. These rules weren't explained to us as we are still outsiders.

They allowed us in this meeting for a phone call to speak to folks from further away. Going by the old phone system and tracing it, it is a London area signal.

These leaders took turn in explaining the achievement breakthroughs we have reportedly had achieved, admitting to me indirectly that they stole my water purification system and other equipment from my library bits during my dormant hibernate cell configuration. They stole my books and research too... used it for something bigger then just this zoo, but other zoos and animal park areas across the country.

Londons very own natural history museum is some how connected to this network. Going by the many voices, that mic wasn't liked in the natural history. All speculation with none of them wanting to answer our questions... attempt at the start of this meeting.

"Mrs Kate Nick, you are the soul person whom has any idea of this plague... and it is you that has a better understanding of how to reverse it." The voice over the speaker was stern and excited, "To cure us, maybe."

"Its not exactly a disease or infection... if your talking about the transformation disease. A inaccurate name that we use of misunderstood process." There is growls but they stop when she rose her voice over it, "There is some way to reverse some of the problems that this process caused... but it will never return anyone or anything to its orginal state. There is potential to prevent it from changing people or creatures... at the earliest stages. There needs some work on when how to detect it that soon. But once your bodies had been altered... some of those alterations are for life."

There is up roar on that end of the phone. On this end, the room was in agreement with Kate. They all had steady blood pressure and each would occasionally make a comment or a gesture to each other. The eldest minded had loudly explain that there no changing anything that threatens a life and things the could hinder once life that could be altered for the better.

They even went to 'if we did remove the parts we dislike of ourselves, it doesn't change the instructions our blood tells us to heal into.' That is what brought silence once more and a new voice goes to ask the next question.

"You are saying that this isn't anything we know before. This isn't a typical virus created from a lab as assumed it was."

"There is some role in such a virus, but this virus is only tapping into something we as living carbon life do. The Ddc198 shortens the millenia of time it take evolution to alter our bodies. Cscc plays the second role, it shortens the time taken to have that process take affect. Cscc is also an infection - the disease that Ddc198 was created from. We can stand to reason by some research... cscc is also a lab created disaster. The two together is what creates the transformation effect. You can create vaccines to combat both... but there is many development hurdles. I suspect one vaccinate for one or the other... not both. Both is causing trigger side effect of the transformation in the first place."

Kate massaged her temples as she might have spoke to complex for them. Yet she stops as many voices on the phone line detail things in explaining to those whom didn't understand. Most of those in the room were nodding along to this understanding... annoyed that there was not exactly a cure to the problem. There was hope to control it. Grunts of noise that was indication for those over the phone whom had to obey this potential worth.

"We can control the amount of impact that two infections can cause." The slowest to come to the conclusion posed a paw out in some annoyance, "We could make sure no extra limbs and or organs are growing in bad places. But we can never reverse back to what we were before. We can no longer have the peace we had. Unfortunately doesn't change the the perception of pure humans."

Kate could only frown to such thing, as she had no counter for it.

"Something like what pure types thinks about us can't always matter. This fear you feeling against those whom weren't infected is a good thing to have, to know you can make your own judgments for yourself. However, this same fear can not be forever. Machines and humans had always held fear of each other. Now, the infected folks like us are about to stir them into a new era of change. There isn't avoiding a war that they themselves are looking for anyways all this time." Brother speaking through a speaker of the hover drone that landed on Kate's shoulder, "We can do is show them that that war belongs to the causalities of the frist outbreaks. The victims whom can no longer think for their and are a danger in spreading to all of us. As proven, cscc can repeat infection on those whom been through it already. The condition of the flesh that is transformed doesn't improve unless it is connected to a working nerve network and a functional brain for it."

"You make a great talk, program... but do you really believe you can make it work?"

"I wouldn't be sane right now if it wasn't his actions. Program or not, choose or not... He did save my life. I can now use my current life giving back to many that I failed to save. So, his opinions does matter. I wouldn't be speaking to you without him. If I had explained my own issues of why I am an infected, like the rest of you. I never was looking for a cure to save myself... I should be dead. I as a biologist want to know how and way. What is keeping us infected alive?"

The uncomfortable shuffles.

"Kate isn't the frist to speak as if death would be peaceful." Among the leaders of the room, it is wolf, "Those whom lost thier control all ask that same thing. I am guessing you are lucky to been fused with machine then another fleshed creature. Its always the fleshed types that question things." Wolf bows respectful, "I can understand why you research for why you are alive at all... because looking for death seems to find answers to things better asked. I knew it from how you pose your hands, you want to save the things you had to behead." the wolf lifted in narrows, "So what do you do the flesh when you stopped them moving?"

"I admit that I no longer take a human moral when it comes to dead things. And cremation isn't always a available option. So then its down to which one of us you are asking. There is three personalities in this one body. The me whom is speaking is the most human, I always try to burn them. I may look them over for research notes, but always burn them. I used to also bury... but that sort of thing came back to bite me for a third round." Kate spoke honest at least.

"I am the ai, I have always scanned and took samples of different fluids within. I leave them limbless. I know that I can not out right murder them as the individual wishes or begs for. They can at least be put to use as poisoning the food chain, trying different chemicals and then baiting them for more obverse data. If there was no analysis needed, simply taking the brain out is sufficient. The brain is left to the third speaker to do as they please." The folks are all silent by the end, yet wolf had heard enough. Posed a paw indicating needing silence to think that through.

"Ow... the proud sir doesn't want me to speak." The puppet changes how it stood and how it spoke, childish and pouty. Not at all standing still and never in the given moment not doing something. Playing with the sleeves or Helemt. This way the puppet speaks is not through the speaker module. Kate and the system speak in the module.

"What are you?" The leading humanoid peace keeper.

"I am me... Well... The portion that will never be anything but infected goop with machine sections." The snicker that followed, "I hunt the things that taste best. Brother doesn't mind and what remains of my humanity find me creepy." The tilt of sharing look at the hunter, "You be glad to know I only care about the mindless ones. They are more fun to chase, dismantle and consider what portions of them make me better."

"So you don't know what you are?" The leader asked.

"Would you like percentages of DNA detected? Or a log record of what I took? Or or... do you want to me to remove my clothes? Although my human side would be very embarrassed if I did that." The was a sudden freeze up of change control and with the disappointment being clear read.

"We are really sorry of that came out as any sort of threat. The brainless meat eater freak doesn't think before acting. It is true that this body is that person. Whom can't survive without myself or the ai. The ai relies on the nanotechnology. The nanotechnology relies on my brain. My brain need this body. This body needs the brain for the long term memories." The show of hands of being on defend, "I am a very easy target to be killed at the moment... but killing any three persons will make us mindless... a mindless with nanotechnology is something that is feared by everyone."

"You make value points and you explained yourself well. All three persons in one body..."

"Its more complex then that. The brain of Kate and the ai have ability into other bodies. I am just this body." The mouth was then covered and some self telling off.

"Makes sense that a program can enter other puppet machines or lesser drone shell models." Among the fish to speak up, "The brain of the human is likely directly melted into the machine section and thus shares signals... just as Kell is mutated to the camera system. Its not impossible for a brain of electronic impulse to connect on a motherboard of a computer. This transmutation keeps the brain fresh for a lifetime or three."

The room at mix reactions yet overall is better understanding. This was the most informative meeting most had about the situation of the infections and about the newest likely future residential treatment doctor. The call is soon cut without indication. The table is tapped and there is silence once more and calmed pulses.

"At this point of time, we can not allow you to live on site. For simple reasons of your skill being of more use to us around field then site only. You are allowed to park in the staff section for trade to our kin. You will be given a gift that will mark you as a ally of kin. Your work as a savager and crafter would be a big help to the smaller hidden communities a short drive around London area. Given you are cleared and trusted by the pure human camps, you are able to trade with them as you please without our input. We have no say in how you trade... or that you keep it safe for us all. Your freedom to visit our kin houses as their rule of turf. Their conditions may help in researching on a vaccine or more better idea as a chemical level of how the two infections cause such upheaval." The main speaker spoke directly with us and straight to the point, "What I directly request of you is not at this zoo... My brother's turf has a case that needs someone like you... I can't send anyone of my own off site as we are under handed enough. My brother is much worse off... I want you to consider staying there... but of course is up to him and yourself. We took the supplies we needed and we have already sent the lorry to the next community. By the journey end, you will find it a whole lab set up at my brothers zoo. Complete with all those items you have gathered for such clinic."

"Machine... here scan." The adviser posted a more modern phone device, our hand hovered over taking the data offered. A prolong moment of thinking and then with nod in understanding this information.

"Location, time best to contact your brother and your suggested long wind route to help the small others along the way." Nods of being thankful for not having to explain it to her, "I am going to be delayed a few weeks before I make contact with anyone. My own body has made its own wishes to hinder me. I wish to take it cautious before spreading anything."

"It is why your wearing a sealed suit." Nods, "Very understandable. I just hope you reach my brother in time."

"Here..." Another pawed type pushed a bag towards us, "Take. This pouch is scented to mean ally. The cell tag attached to it will be of use... for hunters like us."

It wasn't comfortable taking the pouch, and the 19 different analysis scan did no like what was covered in. The pouch smelled weird, not off and not good. It had made puppet hug the pouch tightly. Must be a hormone scent trigger. Something about it that these creatures use to indicate as friends.

We are directed out instantly from this point on and told to pack up with the basic needs. Every last box of the van was crammed in with a ton of trade goods that was produced by the zoo inhabitants. A how lot of it was like jars of sauces and herb pouches. There was plenty of labels on everything that had every detail needed for resale. The was a box of kids toys too, something Kate smiled about in looking through it.

A few last farewells with some that had warmed up to us. Including the towered gooping mess of monkeys - that had bent a metal panel into a little flower. It was appreciated and impressive for delicate craft. A lily.

We are escorted past their fence, given some basic directions and a update of local area sightings of mindless wanderers. It is late Saturday evening. Parking in a enclosed area sort of off path but easy to find.