Camp Bam Bam

"Damn it, get me more epi" Janet almost screamed as she kept pushing on Chang's chest. "He's maxed out", somebody replied. "Then get me...God...get me 10 cc's of Adrenaline and 3 of bicarb", she yelled, never stopping - deliberately ignoring the approaching form of Kahless.

"Janet...he's..." Doctor Gordan started to say when Janet turned on him fiercely and screamed.

"Don't you dare say it, don't you DARE! Come on, come on baby." she cried the tears running down her face, "Don't give up, you can do it." She begged as some were watching her, but most had their eyes on Kahless. Those who were watching felt their hearts breaking for the loss of their brothers but also for their mother, and what this was doing to her.

“Mom…” Adam tried, only for her to snarl “NO! Where are those damned drugs!” and kept pounding.

“They’re gone, you have to let them go” Adam said tears running freely down his face.

Janet froze, her head bowing briefly before looking up at her son and saying softly “I can’t!” each word torn from deep within her.

“You have to.” Adam repeated with the same pain heard.

Janet just looked at him for a long moment, before looking back at the boys beneath her, taking a ragged breath, but everyone was shocked when her head came up once again, focusing on the apparition now before her.

There was a burning fire there now, a rage, unlike anyone had ever seen from her or anyone before.

If any had asked Khan or the other cat kids, only they could probably have answered the question of what everyone was seeing at that moment, a sight few ever lived to speak of, that of a momma bear protecting her cubs.

With one word that fire exploded outward as that momma stood up between heaven itself and those same cubs, screaming “NOOOO!

Kahless sheathed his Bat'leth as he stood before the grieving and angry woman. He looked into her eyes, which were filled with pain, sorrow and rage, but saw a fierce determination there, as well. He was about to say something, when Janet quickly reached over, drew the sword off of Adam's back, pushed him away, and while uttering a savage cry, lashed out at Kahless.

Kahless easily stopped her arm in mid swing by grabbing her wrist. IT shocked Janet so much that the sword dropped from her hand clattering to the floor. Kahless looked her up and down... “You would DARE stand before me... HUMAN?!?!”

“YOU'RE DAMNED RIGHT, BUB!” Janet spat back, “you can't have my boys!”

He smiled, reached out and grasped her shoulders, and lifted her up so that he could kiss her forehead. "Warrior Mother, strong of spirit - steel your heart, Daughter, for I come to aid, not to take," he whispered to her face, so that only she heard. He then placed her to one side, and moved to kneel by the four prone boys.

"I cannot allow the last of my House to fall, nor can I allow them to remain in Dishonor forever. No-one living may Dishonor my House, and no-one dead can. Rise, Korris! Rise, Koth! Rise, Chang! Rise, Juan! The Voice of Kahless Commands it; the Blood of Qo'nos Demands it; the Honor of the Empire Wills it. Arise!"

An angry red-purple glow surrounded all four bodies, and the light from it grew brighter and brighter.

"When Kahless Calls, you come! When Kahless Commands, you rise!"

As the glow grew to a level of brightness that made even the Doctor and Levi cover their eyes, a chorus of loud battle cries started to build.

"Sto-Vo-Kor sends you home! Sto-Vo-Kor grants you glory! Sto-Vo-Kor does NOT Call for you yet! Arise!"

The battle cries and shouts, and songs and chants in Klingon built and built, until the very ground beneath their feet trembled. The sky started to split, as lightning hammered into the ground just outside of the hanger bay doors. The fury of the Elements started to spill out from 'beyond', as four great spirits were returned.

The bright glow was still there, and the ground still heaved as those spirits came through the doors - and the cries of wonder from those who could only just make them out added a counterpoint to the still on-going roars from all the Dead Klingon Warriors in Sto-Vo-Kor.

They were Spirits filled with honor, justice, glory of battle, and the most powerful thing of all:

Love!

They were the four brothers just departed... then, as they merged with the glow around the four bodies before Kahless...

"I live, Great Father," came Korris' voice, "and I answer your Command! What do you will of me?"

"I live, Great Father," Koth's voice joined in a second later, "and I answer your Command! What do you will of me?"

"I live, Great Father," Chang added immediately after, "and I answer your Command! What do you will of me?"

"I live, Great Father," came the now expected voice of Juan, "and I answer your Command! What do you will of me?... and can I make them suffer first, or is that going too far?"

"Juan..." Joel giggled happily, brushing the tears from his eyes. "My cuddly Juan!"

Janet broke down sobbing, "My boys... m...my boys..."

"Children of Kahless," the huge Klingon said as everyone saw four figures rise within the now slightly muted glow. "Stand Ready for My Commands."

Then he too entered the glow. All that could be made out was that the four smaller bodies seemed completely fine. Those injuries on Chang and Korris were gone completely.

"Armor from Armor, made as what you once wore. All the benefits of two worlds," Kahless said as the four figures before him bulked out suddenly.

"Korris - Eldest of my House. My Bat'leth is now returned to the World of the Living. Bear it with honor," he added as he handed one of the figures his great blade.

"Koth - Youngest of my House. My Mek'leth are now returned to the World of the Living. Bear them with honor," he said more softly to the small boy at his larger brother's side.

"Chang - Bonded of my House, Adopted by my Blood. My Twin Yan are now yours. They return to the World of the Living. Bear them with honor," he said reverently as he handed the Asian boy his twined straight blades.

Then, finally: "Juan - Bonded of my House, Adopted by my Blood. My Twin D'k tahg are now yours. They return to the World of the Living. Bear them with honor." The last figure reached to receive the Klingon knives.

"My Command - Regain your Honor. Fulfill the Prophecy, and Ascend the Throne of Kahless:"

"Before the Throne shall they stand,

The Great Hall of Kahless shall tremble;

Bound by oaths and power not known,

Four boys shall call and assemble."

"Ancient Weapons shall be returned,

Eyes of Fire shall blaze and see;

Honor and Battle shall fill the Land

When my Children return there for me..."

"I claim you as my own. My blood is bound to Earth, and Earth's Blood is bound to mine. Klingon all shall you be; Mind-Walkers all shall you be; Beginnings all shall you be."

Then, suddenly - Kahless was gone. The glow was gone. The rumbling ground was calm.

And, where all that had been, stood four boys in Klingon armor. Two - Korris and Koth - looked much as ever, but their eyes were shining golden blue. Chang and Juan, however...

They were now Klingon... with golden blue shining eyes, and just slightly softer ridges...

"We are the Sons of Kahless... HEAR OUR ROAR!" They roared in unison as they raised their weapons high...

 

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Amongst the chaotic welcoming back of the boys, Chang searches out his father's face. He finds Isamu looking at him with tears streaming down his face. Their eyes locked and Chang made his way toward the man who had shaped his life and made it possible for him to be where he is today. They stood looking at each other when Chang was within an arm’s reach. Suddenly Isamu enveloped Chang in a bear hug, and crushed him to his chest. After a moment he spoke.

"My son, I am gladdened that you have returned to your family. You are my heart."

Chang began to respond. "Father, I..."

He was interrupted by his father. "Son, your honor is my honor. Never doubt that. I understand your decision, and I will always support what your heart tells you must be."

"Father, I am glad that you are here. Will you meet my partner, Korris?"

"Of course, my son."

Chang turned to find Korris already at his side. After being pulled in for a serious kiss that Chang was sure he didn't want his dad watching, he then grinned and turned back to Isamu. "Father, this is my Bonded: Korris, son of Tanos of the Klingon Empire."

"I am very honored to meet you Korris, son of Tanos, the warrior that has captured my son's heart. I am Isamu Takamura, Blade Master." Isamu said. He gripped the young warrior in the traditional fashion and gave him a head butt.

Korris looked impressed and honored. "I did not know humans knew of our customs, outside of the Division, that is. You honor me, Blade Master..."

"That's funny!" Koth giggled from behind them. "A Blade Master and 'Blademaster'... hehe..."

Korris half smiled, reached behind himself and pulled his little brother and Juan around to stand before him. "This is my little brother, Koth - Mek'leth Master... or Koth-boy if you want to tease him, Master Takamura."

"NuqneH tlhIngan maH! Cha! Koth!" Isamu greeted Koth in perfect Klingon as he gripped his arms and delivered a head butt. Juan giggled as he watched the man who taught him so much surprise him yet again. "I am honored to meet the warrior who could tame my wild son's heart."

Juan found himself blushing. Master had just called him ‘son’. He was overwhelmed with emotions, and, not knowing what else to do, threw his arms around Isamu. He spoke with his face buried in Isamu's chest.

"Fath... Uh Master... "

"You may call me father if you so desire, my little warrior. For you boys are surely my family."

Juan for his part just squeezed Isamu tighter. For once, he didn't have a smart ass remark.

"He's so cute when he blushes," Koth said softly; tenderly. He wrapped himself around Juan's back as Master Takamura also pulled him in as well. "Thank you, Master. You honor me, too. I just hope that I can honor you one day," he said as he looked up at the man holding both himself and Juan close.

"You honor me every time you bring a smile to my son's face, Mek'leth Master. ...or should I say Koth-boy?"

Juan giggled as he said, "Wow, Teddy Bear, I didn't know that a Klingon could blush like that."

Koth's eyes got as big as saucers. "Qu'raki, not in front of everyone." The blush had now become even more obvious.

Chaos reigned for the next ten minutes as everyone needed to touch the four newly risen boys to make sure for themselves that they were alright. Many of them had to run their hands over the soft ridges that now adorned Chang and Juan's foreheads. Janet was probably the worst of them, not letting any one of the four boys very far from her grasp the entire time. Finally though, it was Adam's turn.

He had been hanging back, a smile on his face, the tears having dried a few minutes before, but the trail they took down his face still visible. Finally though, it was time.

Almost as if it had been ordained that way, the crowd broke, and Adam met Chang's eyes from a ways away. A large smile broke out on Chang's face, as he slowly walked to his older brother, His commander. Chang stopped a few feet away from Adam as silence descended over the assembled crowd.

"It is good to see you again brother." Chang spoke softly, but his voice still carried over the crowd. "I was afraid I never would." Adam nodded slightly, then stepped forward and pulled Chang into a bone crushing hug.

Adam would not let Chang go for almost a minute, not that Chang wasn't hugging back just as hard. Finally Adam loosened his grip on his brother, and with his head still next to Chang's ear, he spoke only loud enough for his bother to hear. "I'm glad you were able to regain your Honor... but if you ever do that again, I will personally go to Sto-Vo-Kor, and kick your little Klingon ass... you got me."

Chang stepped back, and with a cocky grin he could have only learned from either Juan or Pablito, said, "I would welcome the visit, but, remember who is the better warrior... elder brother."

Adam grinned and couldn't help but laugh as he clapped his brother on the back. Together they turned, and almost at the same time saw a small group of people standing by the hanger bay doors, all eight of them wearing full combat armor. Chang spoke softly once again to his brother. "Yes... we do need to deal with them. But I warn you, they are interesting, and just as, if not more, lethal than we are."

Adam's eyes raised as he looked questioningly at Chang. Chang simply nodded, the emotion that was playing on his face a few moments ago, now gone, and the old Chang had returned. Adam knew, simply from that, that this was going to be... interesting.

What heightened Adam's feeling that this would be "interesting" was the fact that the Doctor was busy examining the nails of one of his hands... and whistling tunelessly to himself... 'Well... this should be... exciting.' Adam thought to himself, as he and Chang started to walk towards the eight.

Juan followed closely behind Adam, a little passenger on his back - for Joel had decided that in order to keep his friend out of mischief he should become Juan's 'backpack'.

As they approached the eight figures, Adam started to notice a few things, first off, their helmets had very large protrusions in their head part. Much like what the Cats had, but much longer and narrower. Adam was starting to get a weird feeling about who these kids were. They were obviously kids, due not only to their size, but also to what Adam had been able to find out from the information on the base.

When they got closer, Adam could see that they all had tails, not the thin long ones like the cats, but these looked to be shorter, but thicker. He couldn't tell much more than this, as even the tails were in armor.

When they got to the eight armored figures, all of them went to attention, and saluted. However, it was plainly obvious that they were not saluting Adam, but Chang.

Chang just nodded towards Adam who had a slightly amused look on his face. "Just so you know, Adam is actually in charge here, not I." Chang spoke softly.

The lead figure bent his head down, removed his gloves, and slowly pulled off the helmet. Adam was slightly taken aback by what he saw. Werewolves, that was all Adam could think when he saw the face. They had canine ears and muzzles on a very human head. The muzzle was full of very serious looking teeth. The ears had large metal hoops of various sizes in them. He had no neck to speak of, and a large hump between the shoulder blades. Adam's thought was muscle, pure muscle. Their hands were similar to the G-cats, kind of a cross between human hands and paws with very formidable looking claws.

Adam was distracted from his thoughts as Amur Kahn, Thor, and Tyr all threw back their hoods. Suddenly the newcomers and the cats were both letting out low muted growls. A stare down had begun. Then Kahn put his hand up and the cats all became silent. He could be heard mumbling under his breath something about the base going to the dogs. Chang seeking to diffuse the tension between the P.A.C.K. and the G-Cats decided to say something.

"Bardolf, I would like you to meet my brothers Amur Kahn, Thor and Tyr, the G-Cats. My brothers, I would like you to meet the P.A.C.K. This is Bardolf, Ayame, Gunnolf, Makoce, Akela, AdoQhina, Okhmhaka and Accalia. Okhmhaka the youngest male member of the P.A.C.K. could be heard mumbling something about no one telling them there were pussy cats. The G-Cats and the P.A.C.K. continued to stare at each other.

Adam looked at all the new faces in front of him, four males, four females, all wolves, and obviously children. For a brief moment his shock at seeing them was overtaken by the anger he felt towards General Adams. However, he quickly let that go as now was not the time for anger.

Bardolf, the oldest looking boy of the P.A.C.K., around twelve, looked between Chang and Khan, "Uhh... Filtiarn... I mean no disrespect.. Alpha, but... your brothers are cats?!?!"

Before Chang could reply, Adam leaned in to him and spoke softly. "What did he just call you?"

Chang leaned in as well, speaking softly. "If I catch the mythical references, Filtiarn is a Celtic reference meaning 'Lord of the Wolves.' While Alpha is a bit obvious, however, why they would consider me their alpha... I am not sure."

Bardolf spoke up, causing both boys a bit of surprise as they did not think anyone could over hear what they had said. "Alpha, you are right on the reference, and you are Alpha because you are the strongest. You rescued us... well you and the Fenris. But when Freki and Luperca died to make sure we could get away, the P.A.C.K. lost its alpha male, and alpha female. It only makes sense that the two that rescued us become our Alphas." He took a moment and looked at their surprised faces, then grinned toothily. "These ears aren't just for looking good!" That got many laughs from everyone there.

Adam couldn't help but laugh along with everyone else. He finally looked over at Chang and said with a grin. "Why don't you take them down stairs and show them Pod 2A. I think that's still empty, and it will put them close enough to the rest of the active duty personnel."

Chang nodded, and motioned for the Wolves to follow him.

 

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Adam sighed, but with a grin, as he watched his brother lead the latest additions to the Unit, off to get rooms set up. He was just about to head back to the Command center when he saw the group that must have followed him from outside his office. Seventy three kids, who had offered to help, were now just milling about, but Adam saw something else. Two things actually, the first was that the group had grown... significantly. Doing a quick count, Adam realized they had over doubled in size.

The other thing he saw was the determination in all their eyes. He quickly sent his mind out, and read their surface thoughts. Every single one of them wanted to help. Somehow, some way, they wanted to help. He shook his head in disgust. He knew what they were feeling, and he couldn't help but be damned proud of them for wanting to help, but he couldn't do it. There was no way to pull off everything that they would need... not in time anyways.

He walked over to the group and they quieted down at his approach. All looking rather eager, and, most of all, determined back at him. Over one hundred and fifty kids stood there, abused, abandoned and without hope, and yet they stood there scared, even terror showing clearly in some faces, and offered to help.

Adam was impressed, and more he was touched by their show of love and support.

He couldn’t imagine what it was taking them to stand up and do this, but it hit a place in his heart that he couldn’t describe. His now misty eyes involuntarily sought out one boy in particular, the one who looked so much like Mark Little. and He found there that same look of determined love that he always remembered from Mark’s eyes. It shook him to the core of his being.

As his gaze left him, went to the next one, and the next one after that, he met seventy five pairs of resolute determined looks directed solely on him. He knew this wasn’t going to be easy, it wasn’t going to be easy at all.

They hadn’t been at CBB but mere days. Yet with all they’d been through they were here, now, standing up and willing to do whatever it took, whatever they could and for people they didn’t know. Kids like they had been such a short time ago, kids who were scared, frightened, and hurt like so many of them had been just a few short days ago.

No, this wasn’t going to be easy. Adam brought himself to attention as he turned to face them and snapped a salute.

"Hey guys. I know what you said before about wanting to help, and I know that those that are new to this group want to as well. Understand, I am eternally grateful that you would want to help out so many kids that you don't even know..." Adam was cut off by a kid in the back of the group shouting up to him.

"How many of us did you know before you rescued us?" Adam's eyes zeroed in on a short boy who was maybe nine or ten, who stood there almost defiantly.

He should have known even before his eyes met those sparkling green ones just who it would be.

Eyes which had seen more things than most adults had he could tell, eyes so much like another’s and eyes filled with the same determination that other held as well.

Suddenly it almost seemed to be a blurring before him and another set of eyes was there, another form briefly superimposing itself over and with the one already there.

“Yes you should have” a very familiar voice said and Adam couldn’t help but gasp “Mark” in disbelief as briefly two forms became one, a twinkling mixed into that gaze which was still staring back at him.

“How did you know my name?” the boy asked surprised as Adam just continued to stare at him, just one of them now, the twinkle gone but not the other which remained the same, the steely determination to do one thing, help.

"I know that you all want to do what we did, and I can't fault you for it. As a matter of fact, I am honored that you want to help, but the problem we have is simply time. We don't have the time to train you all to be able to go with us. Without that training, most of you would just be going to your deaths... we just don't have enough time." Adam was about to go on, until he heard a young boy's voice speak up from behind him.

"Time... did someone say Time?" The Doctor asked as he walked up next to Adam, patting him on the arm. "My dear child, we have all the Time in the world."

Adam looked questioningly at the boy, then looked where the Doctor was pointing. Back to the Tardis. Realization hit Adam. 'Of course... The Tardis..."

Of course, not everyone knew who or more importantly, what the small boy was. One of them spoke up. "What do you mean?"

"He means," the Doctor smiled, "that inside that box lies a world where you can train until Adam thinks you are ready - and <i>no</i> time will pass out here, or very little."

One of the little kids present held up a hand, "Ummm... how will we all fit?"

The Doctor grinned and pressed a button on his funny looking wrist-watch. "Tardis, do you have the 'level' ready?"

{Of course. You should know better than to ask by now, Gallifrey.}

"Okay, okay! Sheesh... open the door already," the Doctor giggled.

The Tardis thrummed slightly, then the doors opened...

Jay stood inside the door, passing out Jelly Babies to each kid as they walked past.

Everyone gasped, even Joel and Levi, when they saw what looked like a real meadow, with fluffy clouds in the sky, and a warm sun shining down. There were various buildings dotted about, and training grounds. And a very, VERY large hanger bay in the distance.

"Do you think there'll be enough room?" the Doctor giggled.

Adam looked around for a second, a grin forming on his face. "Okay guys, I think it's time to get this show on the road."

He spoke out loud, knowing that Daileass could still hear him. "Daileass, please transmit this to the clan on all frequencies." He waited for Daileass to acknowledge, then started talking. "This is Commander Adam Casey. We are currently setting up for a full scale Military invasion of a hostile base holding many Genesis Children. The Special Forces Division is asking for any help that can be given. Please contact Daileass with what you can do. Thank you."

Jason grinned over from Korris' shoulders, where he had been plonked after giving his blood-brother so many hugs and kisses that the Klingon had just decided to carry him. "Draco, tell all those Companies that are coming to prepare to transport to Utah."

Joel's communicator went off, and, after he tapped it, a huffing could be heard, followed by, "I-Cheya, down! Get down!" from Kevin. Then, "Sa'r? We have a few here who are coming too... can you tell Adam please? DOWN, I-CHEYA! Jeez!"

Adam grinned, "Daileass, bring over everyone Kevin Thompson says to bring. Will? Can you liaise with anyone calling from the rest of the Clan, please?"

"Sure bro," Will said, just as his comm went off. He walked away from Adam saying, "Will Casey. What's up, Skipper?"

Adam grinned, and then turned to Juan, "Gather all the guns and ammo you can get your hands on, then..."

"Oh, for the Love of Gallifrey! Just get your arses on the Tardis, will you?" the Doctor said, his face screwed up with impatience.

"I thought you had all the time in the world?" Adam asked with surprise.

"Let me re-phrase," the Doctor sighed. "In THERE I have all the time in the world. Out here, I'm as buggered as you. Just get inside. We can make anything you need."

"Doc?" Will called over then. "Can you get a medical whirly-bird inside those doors?"

"I can trans-mat it in. Tell those guys to get in, and tell Skipper not to worry about their training. Nor his. He's about to get a crash course!" the Doctor giggled. Then he looked back at Adam, "Inside. Now!"

Adam laughed, then called out to Daileass, "Tell all hands to get to the Hanger Bay right now, bro! The Time Lord is getting pissy!"

Juan was the first to run into the Tardis. "Wow, I can see behind the door I came in through, and... and... OH MY FUCKING HOLY GOD! ADAMMMMM!! THERE'S A FUCKING MECH HERE!!!!"

"Surprise," the Doctor giggled evilly at the look Adam just gave him. "I picked it up in some Universe or other a few million years back. Never used it... only 124 miles on the clock as well!"

"CAN I PLAY WITH IT?!" came the disembodied voice from inside as other boys entered the Tardis and started laughing at the sight of the half-Klingon boy prancing around the huge feet of the Mech. "HOW DO I GET IN???"

"You don't!" yelled both Adam and the Doctor. Adam looked down with yet more surprise, and the Doctor explained, "Reason I've not used it is that I don't know where I left the manual!"

"I'LL FIGURE IT OUT!!!"

"NO!" they both yelled again as Joel ran up with Kevin, who had just beamed over.

"Adz? Is it okay for Kev to train too?" Joel asked, his face alight with joy.

Adam smiled down tenderly at the two happy boys. Inside, he was thinking that they'd likely never see battle, but better safe than sorry. "Sure. In you go... the bear too?!" he added as I-Cheya and Black Feet ambled passed, carrying Brant, and a number of others.

"Uh huh. He says he wants to learn karate..." Joel giggled, his eyes twinkling before he, too, ran inside with Kevin.

Adam spoke mostly to himself as he shook his head watching the little boys run in. "Well Chang is gonna want to teach his puppy's... why not Joel's bear." Speaking of which, Adam noticed that Chang was now coming back in the hanger with his Wolves behind him.. they couldn't have gotten more than a few levels away, then turned and came right back up.

Adam was also shocked when he started to see the helicopters in the hanger bay, disappear, only to re-appear behind him, inside the Tardis.

Adam was watching as everyone was filing into the Tardis, when one man caught his attention. Walking in, leaning on his cane was Isamu. The man grinned as Adam noticed him and spoke softly. "You expect that I would pass up the opportunity to complete your training?" Adam could only grin.

"Besides," Isamu added, "Chang has now surpassed me in Suus Mahna. I must remedy that situation."

"In, both of you," the Doctor said as he looked at the old man and the teen. "You kids can talk inside."

As Adam was walking in, he heard one of the Wolves exclaim, “OH GOD!!! They've multiplied... There's more cats!”

Isamu raised an eyebrow at the small ten year old.

"Yes, I'm older. Let's just say I age well!" The Doctor giggled.

"He does other things well, too!" another small boy giggled as he poked his head out of the Tardis.

"Hush, Jay!" the Doctor giggled as he blushed.

The Time Lord then waited as the last of the Unit kids entered his machine, then he too entered and closed the door. Looking around at the thousands before him, he smiled, "First. In here, Time will not affect you. You will be here a while - a LONG while, however, you will remember each moment, yet it will only feel like you've been here five or ten minutes. You will not miss those who have been left outside. Okay?"

After getting the nods and verbal agreements from the massed assemblage, he then turned to Juan, "AND NO! You cannot play with my MECH!"

Adam stopped dead as he saw the number of kids wandering around just inside. Over a thousand kids had volunteered to be trained, in one form or another. Adam actually had to wipe away the tears that formed, as he walked down and started to issue orders.

 

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Adam couldn't believe his luck, having the Tardis here. He'd always felt that he had skimped a little on the training the first group had, now though, he had a chance to not only train them properly, but to properly train the few hundred that were going through this for the first time.

He had given everyone over a week to get settled, and then go through a sorting process that Adam had figured out. Basically, each kid would spend a few hours each day getting demonstrations, giving an overview of each field that the kids could choose from.

After that week, he had everyone choose what he or she wanted to do. Some went for “basic” strike team training, while others choose more support roles. Some went to the medical side, others to command and control, and a good number went to the 'air force' side of things, either learning to fly themselves, or how to work on a helicopter. Of course, more than one new Jory seemed to have cropped up much to Janet's dismay... when she found out after they left of course. Adam had wished that his mom and dad had come, but Janet needed some time to herself right then. Janet and Joe had asked the Doctor to set them up a place where they could be alone for some time. Adam couldn't blame them in the least.

Everyone would be going through basic training, where they would learn the basics of military life, military etiquette, how to defend themselves, how to safely handle both rifles and hand guns, and of course, physical training. The doctor had to explain to Adam that, while none of the kids would gain muscle mass, mainly because time was not actually passing, they would, however, gain endurance, and muscle memory. That was good enough for Adam.

After the six weeks of 'basic training', Adam gave them three days off, then sent them through a program he set up personally. Everyone would wake up at 0500, by 0530, they would run. Sometimes it would be a long distance run, other times it would be an obstacle course, other times it would be a forced march with full pack and gear.

An hour later, they would have breakfast, and thirty minutes to get ready for the day. By eight, they would be in their “A” schooling. That's the chosen field that they wanted to specialize in.

At noon, they would break for one hour for lunch, then they would have “practice time.” This meant that anyone who wanted to learn the basics of something could. For the pilots it would be time to practice as they took kids, who just wanted a ride in a helicopter, to have one. Some would decide to do some martial arts training, or get more training in guns. Basically, after lunch, Adam didn't really care what they did, as long as they did some type of training.

At 1730 (or 5.30pm), they would have dinner, which lasted for an hour. After dinner, it was time for most of the kids to relax and have fun. The Tardis set up many different areas to be able to watch TV, or play video games. Often Adam would organize a game of capture the flag, or something else, which would sharpen the kids’ skills, while still being a fun game.

More than once, Adam had to force kids to spend the evenings doing something fun, as many of them wanted to continue their studies. Finally, after being told by one of the kids that, “you told us we could spend this time any way we wished...” Adam gave up and just let them do whatever they wanted. However, by 2200 (or 10.00pm), it was lights out, and everyone had to be in bed. Of course, some of them would find their way to someone else's bed, but Adam didn't care as long as they knew that 0530 came real early. All in all, though, Adam was really pleased with how things were going.

Adam had overheard from many of these kids, that this was the opportunity of a lifetime for them. None of them were going to pass up the opportunity to learn everything they could, or wanted to. These kids were determined to learn something that would let them help. It was actually not only very intense training, but it was also very fun.

 

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It was what felt like six months after arriving in the Tardis when the first really big event happened. Jory and Juan had been disappearing many evenings for a while. No one could get either of them to tell what they were working on. The only thing that they would say was that they would let people know when they were done. Well, the day had finally come, and an excited Juan and Jory found Adam and the rest of their brothers, told them they were done, and invited them to an unveiling. Neither boy would actually tell anyone what they were done with, just that they were done.

By the time the unveiling was ready to begin, they had gathered quite a small crowd. Everyone had heard and they were all excited about it. Everyone was dying to find out, so now they all wanted to come and see what it was. Everyone from Sammy, to Joel and Kevin, to some of the Vulcans from the Sehlat division. No one really knew what was going on, but it was Juan and Jory, and was bound to be big, or, at least, very entertaining.

Juan and Jory had been working very hard at their project and they were looking forward to showing it off. Juan was ready to ham it up. "Ladies and Gentleman, Puppies, Pussies, and giant Bear things. We are proud to present the best thing ever."

Bear Thing? I-Cheya huffed. Juan-Boy call me Bear Thing?! Me eat him? Please?

"Only if I get to eat you too. Do you taste like chicken?" Juan shot back with his trademark grin.

I Sehlat. S-E-H-L-A-T! I taste like SEHLAT! NOT 'bear-thing' I-Cheya grouched. Joel climbed onto his back and stroked his head between his ears to soothe him. Bear-Thing.... bleargh!

Jory took over for the giggling Juan. "If there is one thing I have learned in all my years of business it is this. Work at it, if necessary, early and late, in season and out of season, not leaving a stone unturned, and never deferring for a single hour that which can be done just as well now…Ambition, energy, industry, perseverance, are indispensable requisites for success in business."

A giggling Juan interjected his own comment suddenly. "Yes, and as the person Jory is quoting said, 'there is one born every minute,' or something like that."

The lights dimmed, and a pedestal rose out of the floor. The lights began to flash and pyrotechnics began to go off in the distance. It was like the fourth of July in Washington DC. The pedestal was covered with a large black cloth. Jory was vibrating with excitement. His eyes were almost rolling up into his head.

"It slices. It dices. It juliennes. It will get rid of your unwanted Nasal and butt hair. Know what I mean Master?" Juan intones over the loudspeaker as dramatic music is played.

"Nasal and butt hair? You poor humans!" Joel giggled from I-Cheya's back. "Kev? When you start growing that, I'm gonna shave you!"

"EEEEEEEEEEEEK!" could be heard from Kevvy at that proclamation.

Adam spoke up, really getting into things here, he had no clue what was going on, but it was certainly fun. “Will it take out the trash, too?”

"Yes sir. I am glad you asked that. It can do that and more!" Juan said as he fought off an attack of giggles.

Vish grinned as he said, "I won't mind when Sammy gets hair."

"That's cause you like hair." Randy giggled.

Vish just looked at him before licking his fur briefly and mumbling, "Uh huh!"

"It's the most amazing thing ever come up with." Juan began before he suddenly found himself being lifted into the air by his underwear, which began to cause discomfort to some rather personal areas.

Juan was looking around trying to figure out what is happening. No one was actually behind him. One foot. Two feet. Three feet. Juan suddenly realized what was happening. Master Takamura was having his revenge. He was being subjected to a telekinetic super wedgie.

The crowd was howling with laughter as Juan kicked his feet. He sent wave after wave of apology to Isamu. Finally he received a message. 'Out Loud, my son, where everyone can hear.'

"Master, I am sorry for my rash comments about your unwanted body hair." Juan found himself jerked another foot in the air. Apparently Isamu found Juan's backhanded apology lacking, because Juan found himself apologizing two octaves higher than usual.

"Yes, Juanita. I can forgive you for making disparaging remarks about my person." Isamu never stopped giggling.

"I always thought he was a girl." Jeremy snickered not so quietly. That of course, got more howls of laughter.

"I can vouch for his masculinity. I can vouch a lot... my butt is still sore," Koth giggled.

Everyone ducked as Juan let loose a few of his "toys" in Jeremy's direction.

Of course, Jeremy had to catch one, and send it back, and everyone got to see just how good Jer's training was while he was dodging the onslaught from Juan. Several people were beginning to wonder where Juan hid all those toys, and then thought to themselves that maybe it was better that they didn't know where they came from.

After the laughter died away Juan, walking a bit funny, made his way to the pedestal. He grabbed the cloth and ripped it off and tossed it to the side. On the pedestal were two Teddy Bears. One was obviously a girl teddy bear and the other was a boy. Jory looked at them with a huge grin and asked one of the Teddy Bears a question.

"Hi, Samantha. How are you doing today?"

"I am fine, Jory. How are you today?"

"I am doing just fine, why don't you and Bobby go introduce yourselves to the audience?"

Oohs and ahhs were heard as people exclaimed how cute they were as the bears jumped down from the pedestal and made their way to the audience.

"Oh, oh, oh! JuaaaaaaaaaAAAAAaaaaan?" Joel squealed out quickly, as he waved his arms like he was in class trying to get the teacher to pick him.

"Yes, my little big brother," Juan said with his pride showing on his face.

"Ummm... can you... I mean, my Sehlat-Teddy... can you make him move and talk and stuffs too?" he asked quickly as Bobby the bear was picked up by Vishnu, who was purring like crazy.

"Bear thingies? Yes, we can make bear thingies walk and talk, I think. Let me ask you when they are in the woods do they..."

Juan couldn't continue for he had just been pounced by I-Cheya, who decided that Juan needed a lesson. A full bath. Sehlat style. In front of everyone.

"Well, so much for command dignity," Adam giggled as Juan's boxers hit him in the face.

"Ewww... skid marks!" Logan giggled as he tossed them off to the side.

Adam bent down, and picked up Samantha up. The little teddy bear gave him a big hug, and a wet sounding kiss on the cheek. “So what's your name?” The little girl bear asked.

“I'm Adam.” He said while giggling.

“Hi, Adam. I am Samantha. Do you need a friend?” She asked looking up at him with real good puppy dog eyes.

“No, he's already got a 'really' good friend.” Logan said, while kissing Adam on the cheek.

“Okay... that’s good. Everyone needs a friend. That's what I am, a friend to someone who needs it.” With that she wiggled down out of his arms, and went off to find a friend.

Adam walked over to Juan and pulled him in for a hug, while I-Cheya was taking a break from the 'tongue lashing.' “Where did you ever come up with the idea for this?”

“Well... it happened right before we came in here, someone stole Rambo. But it was cause he was just lonely. So we came up with the idea of making teddy bears with little computer cores in them. That way they can be the perfect friend for them. They can also help to protect their kid if they need it.” Adam just shook his head in amazement. Sometimes it was easy to forget just how brilliant both Juan and Jory were. He hugged his little brother, and then ruffled his hair. He knew his brother was going to be busy for a while, so he went off to continue with the training.

 

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One evening, everyone got together to watch a few movies. They decided it was time to watch horror films. Since none of the Genesis kids knew anything about horror movies, it fell to Donnie to pick some out. He picked out two of his favorites, ‘Chuckie’ and ‘The Bride of Chuckie’.

They all gathered together around the large TV that the Tardis had provided, made loads of popcorn, and, after putting the youngest ones to bed, they all sat down to watch. It was cute to see all the kids snuggled up to someone else. Koth sat against a wall with his legs open wide, and Juan snuggled up between them. Rambo was sitting contently on Juan's lap, while Juan leaned into Koth's chest.

Juan wasn't sure how to take these movies, after all Juan was an expert on horror. He wasn't expecting what he saw. He was told that these were scary movies, but so far, after watching the first half of it, he'd laughed more than he had in a long time. This movie was just hilarious to him. A psychotic possessed doll on a killing spree was right up his alley.

He started making some comments on the funny scenes he saw. He really didn't know why some of the kids always hid their faces when someone got killed... to him, it was just very funny. Finally he said something that would change the world of the U.N.I.T.

“Cool... that guy just got his face ripped off.” He couldn't help but laugh as he looked down at Rambo sitting in his lap. In a baby voice, he said to the little bear. “You'd like to rip people's faces off like that wouldn't you?”

Juan responded for his little bear. “Yes Juan I would. I think it would be a lot of fun to be able to rip someone's face off like that.”

Jory looked over at Rambo, then Juan, and giggled. "He is always such a polite little bear."

Juan laughed as he looked around at the kids there who were either smiling or laughing at the exchange. When his eyes met Jory's again, things changed. Suddenly, as often happened with them right before hatching one scheme or another, they knew what they needed to do. They nodded to each other and then looked at the Doctor who grinned and nodded to them. Without another word, all three boys left the room. For the next eight months they spent almost all of their free time in Juan's room.

People were very concerned. Adam, Logan, Koth, and Jay were often heard expressing their fear of what those three could be cooking up. None of the trio would spill it and Tardis wasn't saying a thing either. Whenever anyone asked one of them they would just giggle and look at each other and then burst into full belly laughs. Logan was, surprisingly calm about it. Logan suspected she knew what was going on, but all she would say when asked is that she trusted Juan and Jory. That, in itself, made Logan nervous.

 

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Adam , Logan, Chang, Korris, Koth, Joel, Jay, and Sammy in a pear tree entered the room and were stunned. Even after being inside Tardis for what seemed like months, walking into a room and being confronted by a village with a spooky castle in the distance was a bit disconcerting.

They made their way to the castle as spooky music played in the background. The villagers all turned their heads and muttered as they passed by. Many of them ran inside and slammed the doors and window shut. Several made signs to ward off evil. Lightning flashed striking the large metal antennae sticking out of the roof of the highest tower on the castle.

When they got to the entrance, Adam pulled on a rope and a bell made a loud clang. The Doctor looked up and shuffled down the stairs to the entrance and opened the door. He had a hump on his back and was dressed in a lab coat. "Welcome, heheheh, welcome. The Mather hath been ethpecting you. Yes, ethpecting you. Walk thith way pleathe." Everyone paused for a moment before following Doctor "Igor" up the stairs of the tower.

"I uhm... I don't think I can walk that way. Is it okay for me to walk the normal way? Please?" Joel asked as he watched the Doctor shuffle up the stairs with a stoop and limp. "If I did that, I'd be afraid of hurting myself!"

Korris looked to Adam and Chang. "Guys, do you have any idea what these three are up to? I am beginning to get a bit worried."

"Only beginning? I have been afraid since they started hiding themselves in here months ago." Adam was kinda serious, but couldn't keep from grinning.

"I have had a feeling of dread myself, brother“ Chang deadpanned.

They stopped in front of a door that had a large stone sign over it that read 'Laboratory.'

"OKAY! Now I am really starting to worry." Koth said as he read it.

Doctor "Igor" opened the door and gestured for them to enter. As they passed him, he giggled and cackled. "Yethhhh. hehehe. They don't know. hehehehe. Do they. The mathter wanth them here. hehehehehe."

Tardis had set up the room to look like a classic horror movie mad scientist lab. There were tubes and wires running everywhere. Beakers with strange bubbling colored liquids. Large electrical components with dials and gauges. In the center of the room was a large table with a sheet over it. A large Tesla coil was emitting sparks of electricity. Juan, in a lab coat, was busily turning dials and flipping switches while Jory dressed the same way was hooking wires to whatever was under the sheet.

"Mathter. hehe. The Guethsss have arrived. hehehe" Doctor "Igor" said as he made his way down the stairs leading into the laboratory.

"Ahhh. Good. Good Igor. Have them wait at the top of the stairs. Muhahahaha!" Juan ran around flipping levers, and twisting dials, as he made notes for himself.

"Vate for the mather up here, pleathe." Doctor "Igor" said as he limped down the stairs.

Doctor "Igor" made his way to a large chain. "Ith it time, mather? Can I pull the chain, now?"

"No Igor, we are not ready yet. Muhahahahahaha!"

Lightning strikes were becoming more and more frequent and the thunder claps were so loud they were shaking the room.

"It is hooked up. It is ready!" Jory suddenly shrieked.

Sammy was looking out the window and turned to Jay. "Uhm. Should we be worried about the guys with pitchforks and torches."

Jay looked out the window and saw that the mob had brought a large tree and were using it as a battering ram. Sammy suddenly got a strange look on his face.

"I think... I think I recognize the people bringing up the catapult." His face showed utter disbelief.

Cory and Sean were leading a draft horse that was pulling a catapult to the entrance of the castle.

Suddenly Juan got everyone's attention as he yelled. "NOW IGOR!"

Doctor "Igor" pulled the chain and the table rose towards the ceiling. The lights began to flicker and pulse as the furry of the storm became more intense. The angry cries of the mob outside could be heard along with the occasional thud from the battering ram. The catapult was soon lobbing objects at the castle as well. Juan, Jory, and the Doctor were cackling like mad men. The gauges began to fluctuate wildly and the Tesla coil began to build in intensity as the pulses occurred more frequently.

Juan pulled the main switch. Lightning flashed and thunder crashed. Everything in the room went insane and Igor pulled the chain once more. The table slowly sank to the floor. Once it stopped its motion, whatever was on the table sat up under the sheet.

"IT'S ALIVE! IT'S ALIIIIIIIIVVVVVVVVE!" Juan shrieked. As he began to cackle he was joined by Jory and Doctor "Igor."

As the sheet fell off the figure, everyone saw that it was Juan's teddy bear Rambo, only bigger. About two and a half feet tall. When Rambo turned to face them, they all gasped. That's when Logan figured it out, Juan, Jory, and the Doctor had made an android body for the little bear, and programmed a positronic matrix for him. Logan couldn't help but shudder at the thought of who had programmed him.

The question was answered a second later as the bear held up one of its “hands” and from it extended three very wicked looking “wolverine” style blades.

 

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It had been about a week since the terrible trio brought Rambo to life, and Adam was once again looking for Juan. He was starting to get worried until he found a rather angry Doctor stalking up to him.

“Do you know what that psychotic little brother of yours is doing?”

“Ummm... I assume you mean Juan?” Adam asked, but deep down he already knew the answer... what he was wondering now, was what the hell Juan had done to piss off the Doctor.

“YES! I mean Juan. He's down there right now.... he's... well DAMN IT he's VIOLATING MY MECH!” The little Doctor actually looked upset about this. Adam couldn't help but giggle, but from the glare he got from the boy, he quickly started made his way to where the Mech was standing.

Sure enough when they got there, Juan was sitting on one of the feet of the fifty foot tall machine, Rambo on the other. Both were gently stroking the gray metal and talking in hushed tones. It would have been enough to make Adam laugh had he not been able to see the small lump that had formed in both Juan's and Rambo's pants. Adam knew this actually could be serious. Adam muttered under his breath. “Like father, like son, I guess.”

“Hey, Juan. You want me to cut a hole in the leg so you can actually...” Adam started to say but got cut off as Juan jumped to his feet and yelled

”NO! You don't even think about blemishing this beautiful piece of machinery like that!” Of course Juan was dead serious, which only made it funnier for Adam.

Of course the Doctor was right on Juan's heels with his own protest. “If you even think about it, I will do things to you that this universe was never meant to see!”

“Okay I won't...”Adam laughed out, but looked back at Juan, only to see him staring lovingly back up at the Mech. Adam knew he had it bad. He was only slightly surprised when the doctor went up to Juan and put his arm over the boy's shoulder.

“Sorry Juan, but the Tardis lost the instruction book. No one knows how to use it, and they're just too dangerous to try and figure out.” It was almost funny seeing the Doctor trying to console Juan over the fact that he couldn't use the big war machine.

Juan looked up in the air as if to talk to God or someone. “Damn it Tardis, where is that damned instruction book?!?!?”

Suddenly, in front of them, a large book appeared and fell to the ground.

"What the fuck, T! If you had it all along, why didn't you let me have it!!!" the Doctor yelled in anger.

{Because you are dangerous, Doctor. Even though I was not fully sentient, I knew leaving this in your hands was an unwise move.}

“Wait a minute... you mean that Juan isn't dangerous with that thing?” Adam asked incredulously.

Of course Juan wasn't paying any attention to what was being said, he was on his knees in front of the book busily speed-reading the instruction manual.

{Juan did not destroy every High Race except for himself and the Q Continuum, Adam! Juan is safe with this Mech. What the Doctor could do with it is something I could not and would not wish to foresee!}

Adam muttered "Yet!" under his breath, as he just stared at the little boy in disbelief for a few seconds. He was about to say something else when he was interrupted by the sound of a door opening. He looked over just in time to see Juan and Rambo scrambling in through a door in the leg of the Mech.

"I am going to go pout, now," The Doctor grumbled. "You're all bastards... you too, Tardis... "

Adam simply turned around and walked away muttering to himself... “kids.”

 

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Fifteen minutes later, Juan and Rambo were busy trying to figure out the Mech. Once they had found the cockpit, they were running all over the place figuring out what all the buttons and controls did. “DAMN DAD!!!!” Rambo exclaimed! “This things got four GAUSS Rifles! One thousand meter Range, and packed with fifty pounds of some sort of high explosive!”

Juan whistled out loud, at that, plus the other things he found. “I've got four extended range pulse lasers... whatever they are… as well as something called a Particle Projection Cannon. I don't know exactly what they do, but they sound cool!”

Rambo would have responded, but he saw something else that dropped his jaw. “Oh SHIT!!! This thing is carrying over two hundred long range missiles!”

Before Juan could respond, the Tardis spoke up once more. {I was just thinking that this Mech suits Jory better.}

Juan was instantly in tears. “But... but... my Mech...”

Tardis actually laughed. {I said THIS Mech suits Jory better. I do have another one. The Doctor is currently with it right now. Let us say that it suits you better than this one.}

“What... what do you mean?” Juan asked, tears forgotten and suddenly very eager.

{This one is a large Mech, weighting in at 85 tons fully loaded, but it is not the largest. This is what they named a War Hawk. But it is outfitted more along the lines of long range support, although it can get up close and personal.}

The Tardis paused and both Rambo and Juan were sitting there spellbound as they absorbed what the Tardis was saying. {The other Mech the Doctor 'acquired' is a one hundred ton assault Mech - made for one thing and one thing only. Death and destruction.}

Both the young boy and the young bear were stunned into silence, both fantasizing about what the Tardis was saying. {I will warn you now, though: while this one is large, it can be hidden fairly easily. It is only about forty foot tall. The other one is a bit bigger. It stands just over fifty foot tall, and is called a Dire Wolf.}

Seconds later, the Tardis had trans-matted both the boy and the bear to where the Doctor was.

"Since T has given you the other, you can have this as well," the Doctor said seriously. "However, if you misuse it, I will take it back. I'll just content myself with playing with my Bowship instead..."

{Maker help me...}

"I am your Maker, T!" the Doctor giggled.

Rambo couldn't help but speak up. "Bowship?" He asked in wonder.

"A Bowship is the most destructive vehicle in all the Universes," the Doctor giggled.

Both Juan and Rambo stood there with their jaws on the floor. Finally Juan asked almost reverently... “Can... can we see it?

"Tardis, take us down two levels and prepare a simulation," the Doctor ordered.

{Oh, be still my beating heart...}

Seconds later, the two boys and the bear were standing in utter darkness, but they could see each other clearly. Then, around them, above them and below them, appeared stars. Then a planet off in the distance.

"Well, here we go... ready?" the Doctor giggled as Rambo shimmied up into Juan's arms, since there was no apparent 'floor' to stand on.

Juan, a little unnerved, but not really willing to show it nodded his head up and down slowly... “ye...yeah.”

"Don't be worried," the Doctor said as an image of the Tardis appeared before them. He then said at the image, "Transform - Bowship mode."

{War-Tardis Mode engaged: Form, Bowship,} came the response from the floating Tardis.

It became huge. Massively, so. It was the biggest star-ship that Juan had ever seen, not that he'd ever seen any from this vantage point, though.

"Well, fart me a lullaby!" he said as the Tardis/Bowship moved towards the planet.

"I'll... pass," the Doctor managed to say through his giggles. "Bowship - Particle attack. Take out that 'rock' - it's in my way..."

{Acknowledged...}

*BOOM*

No planet.

If Juan could have creamed himself, he would have. As it was, both Juan and Rambo shuddered and passed out from a joy-gasm.

"Shame... that was just the lowest setting," the Doctor murmured as he picked up the still shuddering bear and grabbed Juan's limp, yet shaking, hand. "Tardis, take us to Juan's bedroom. I think he needs his Koth."

{What about the bear?}

"I'll give him that toy girl-bear that's knocking about in the cupboard in my room."

{You are NOT giving him Maple ! She is MINE!}

"Tough shit, T! You gave them my Mech... the bear needs fun!"

{Take your screwdriver and shove it...}

"Now, now, Tardis..."

 

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Well, it was done. Three and a half years had gone by on the Tardis, although the Doctor said only ten minutes had passed on the outside world.

Adam took a moment to look back at how the kids acted when they first got here, as opposed to how they acted now. The ones, who had been with him for a while, had become even more focused and determined. But it was the ones who were new that really made all this worth it.

Everyone tried to give him the credit, but it wasn't just him who did it. It was everyone there. Most of the kids who were brand new were scared of their own shadows. A good number of them had been physically or mentally beaten down to where they thought they were nothing. Now though. Three and a half years later, almost every single one of them were walking tall, holding their heads high, and doing whatever it took to stand up and shout that they would not be pushed down any longer, and they would not ALLOW anyone else to be pushed down. The only worry he still had was for Joel. He noticed many times that Joel would defend others, but would never stand up for himself.

Adam was very pleased, he was now the commanding officer of a fully fledged Battle Battalion. He would never take anything away from those that he had trained before, for they were fine warriors. He always felt that maybe, had he be able to train them better, that maybe, just maybe, not as many of them would have died. As always, Logan was there to kick his ass when needed.

"I know what you're thinking love and you can just stop right now!" Logan said glaring at his beloved.

"What?" Adam asked looking anywhere but at Logan at that moment.

"You know what" Logan replied not backing down.

"I can't help but think that...."

Adam started to say, when Logan cut him off. "Bullshit! They couldn't have received better training anywhere than what you gave them. Don't you get it? You gave them all the technical skills, but you gave them all something so much more, you gave them all your love, too. That's why they fought for you, that's why they died for you, Adam, and all the training in the world won't change some things, and it won't change that" Logan told him. Adam didn't say anything for some time just looking down at his feet, thinking, remembering, but finally looked back up at the boy that meant more than anything to him.

"I know, it's..." Adam started to say when Logan finished it for him

“...It's just that you wonder 'if'"

"Yeah" Adam whispered

"That's what makes a good commander, that's what makes you the best Adam. You care and you worry, they know that and those who died <KNEW> that too. They'll always be a part of you that wonders, that asks 'What if?' but don't let it make you doubt yourself, please" Logan said almost pleadingly at the end.

Finally Adam drew himself up straight and more, proud and said resolutely "I won't"

Logan grinned and said "Good then, let’s go kick some ass and rescue some kids".

"Sounds like a plan." Adam nodded and looked out over the parade field that had been set up. Someone had come up with the idea to have the entire group march out in parade formation, and 'present' themselves in front of their commander.

From there, someone decided to have all the new pilots perform an aerial display for everyone, so everyone had been very busy the last week getting everything ready.

A lot had happened to the UNIT over the last three and a half years, most of it very good. Adam had been having meetings for the last year with all the commanders, and they had come up with a new system for breaking down the strike teams.

Instead of the six person teams like they had before, they now had ten. If needed, the commander of each team could actually split into two five man teams. Each ten person team now had a commander and an XO, as well as two med, two demolitions, two heavy weapons, and two intel.

Adam had also let each team come up with their own call sign, and their own 'Unit insignia.' Also, over the last year there had been many 'Unit vs. Unit’ match ups. All of them had the express purpose of bringing the teams together as one. Adam couldn't have been happier with the way things had worked out. He worked them hard, but they never once fell short of his expectations.

He remembered one time during a class that he had taught, 'Advanced Military Tactics... Command and Control' one of the kids actually asked what Adam did that made him such a good leader. Adam actually laughed for a second, then got serious. “It's simple really. The only reason I can lead is because all of you follow.”

He saw that many of them were a bit confused by that, so he explained more. “If I went around the room right now and asked every single one of you why you follow me, we would most likely get as many different answers as there are people. But it really all comes down to one thing… Leadership.”

He took a moment to meet eyes with everyone there, and then went on. “Leadership means many different things to many different people, but let me tell you what it means to me. Leadership is the most sacred of duties with in the military, or anywhere else. The people you lead give you their trust that you can help them make it through the mission. They look to you for orders, and expect that every order is the right one. It isn't always. We are all human, and we all make mistakes. I am no different, but when it comes to being a leader, the best thing you can do is simply do your best. I know that doesn't make much sense now, but let me give a few examples.”

Adam took a moment to take a drink of water, then walked from behind the podium, and started to pace in front of everyone. “Common military thinking is that a leader's best place on the battle field is in the back, where he can control the flow of battle. And for the most part, that is true. But let me ask you this. If I ordered all of you to march on Hell itself, is there any doubt you would all go?”

Almost as one, the entire group shouted out some form of negative. Adam smiled, he knew that they would all go if he asked them to, but now it was time to turn the lesson up some. “Now let me ask you this, how much harder would every single one of you fight if I was right up there on the front lines with you breaking down the gates of Hell and went toe to toe with Satan himself?”

There may have only been about fifty people in the room, but for a moment it was almost deafening...

Adam had a smile on his face as he came out of his memories, just as he heard the various commanders order their troops into formation. He still couldn't see any of them, but he could hear them as they all came to attention.

Adam was very pleased that the people who came up with, and organized this whole thing, he still didn't know who they were, had figured out that having this only for the strike teams would have been a bane to the morale of all the support teams, so EVERYONE that had gone through the training was involved in the parade, even down to the little kids who couldn't really be trained to do much physically simply because of their size.

On the stage with him were only a few people, Logan was there, as well as some of their 'aunts and uncles.' Mike, Eric, Tony, Samantha, and Elena. Tony and Elena's kids were out on the field, as were Mike's older kids, the younger ones all stayed with their parents.

Also on the stage were the leadership of the dragon division, save for Koth and Korris who were marching in with their bonded and their teams. Also some of the higher ranked VSO members. The rest who were not with the marchers were standing off to the side, so they too could watch the happenings.

Probably the neatest thing though was the fact that the entire group would then form up, with Adam and his brothers at the lead, and march them out of the Tardis.

It was time. Adam heard Donnie order everyone forward, and within a few moments, Adam could see the start of the lines. Broken up by their team, and division, they marched out in perfect unison.

They marched out until they were completely arranged in front of the stage, and on Donnie's order, they all came to attention and saluted. Adam and the rest that were militarily trained all snapped a returning salute, then, after two seconds, dropped it.

The kids had barely dropped their salutes when everyone heard the helicopters start their run. All eyes were in the sky as all the pilots put on a stunning aerial display of aerobatics and dog fighting. Some people might think that helicopter dog fighting isn't as spectacular as when the jets do it, but they simply have not seen the helicopters really go at it.

The display went on for almost ten minutes, then it was over. Adam was just as stunned as everyone else when it was over. Will had really done a fantastic job with the new pilots, and it really showed. They pushed their machines to the limit, and then some, and no one was more proud at that moment than Adam.

The helicopters set down a little ways away, and the pilots and crew jumped out to form up with the rest of the troops. Donnie stepped forward once everyone was in line, and asked Adam if he would take his position in front of the lines, and lead them out. Tears flowed unashamedly down Adam's face as he took position, and led them towards the door that the Tardis made to the outside world, and back to the fight they had coming up.

 

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Joel watched with a smile as Janet and Joe were introduced to Rambo, all the while messing with the new tricorder he had made - attempting to get the programming just so.

Once everyone started to split up to prepare for the assault, he went up to Juan and scanned him. "Mmm, works well. Says you're cuddly, Juan!" Joel giggled as Juan raised a questioning eyebrow at him.

"Thank you," Juan giggled as he pulled his 'little' brother into a brief hug. Juan then watched, with Koth now hugging him from behind, as Joel went around the small group remaining by the Tardis and scanned everyone.

As Joel came to a stop by Janet he pursed his lips. "Aunty Jan?" he looked up questioningly at her. "Umm, I think something's... wrong."

Adam looked down at Joel, then up at his mother as she took a look at the tricorder.

"Does this mean what I think it means?" Joel asked nervously.

"Yes, sweetie. It does. Who is it?" she asked gently. "We'll have to tell her carefully. She might not know yet."

"Uh... It's Adam," Joel trembled, glancing over at the black haired teen.

"Ad... ADAM?!" Janet yelled as she snatched the tricorder and re-scanned the now nervous teen. "FUCK ME!" she exclaimed before fainting away completely.

"What?! MOM!" Logan yelled as he caught her. "What the hell is wrong, Joel! What's wrong with Adam!"

"Ummm..." Joel murmured, looking completely out of place.

Kevin went over and hugged his husband, while checking out the tricorder. He then started laughing.

"What?! What's going on, here!" Adam demanded, trying not to sound as nervous as he looked.

"Well Adam... looks like you've got another Biblical name!" Kevin managed as he fell to his knees, tears of mirth streaming down his face.

"Huh?"

"Eve!" Kevin spluttered.

Joel held out the tricorder, "Seems like the bastard general put a womb inside of you... I've cross referenced with the others I just scanned... all you original guys, and the cats, have the same 'upgrade'. But only YOU are pregnant! Congratulations, Logan."

Amur Khan had to catch Adam as he fell over, while Jory gently lowered Logan's senseless head to the deck.

Juan turned around and looked at Koth. "You're cut off. No!"

"What!? I've not even got any yet!" Koth giggled.

"No!!" Juan said firmly. "Not getting pregnant! No way!"

Korris was having the same argument with Chang.

Jory was nervously looking at Tristan - who winked at him.

"Pregnant... I wonder - will Adz have to shit the baby out or something?" Joel murmured to himself as he looked around at them all.

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Authors Notes:

Hey all, I wanted to take this time to apologize for this chapter taking so long in posting. It actually was just about done before Christmas, but then work started to really kill me. I know... how dare I let real life interfere... but...LOL.

Also I would like to thank Ilu, D&B and Darkstar for all their input into this chapter, and to D&B, Ranger and Gracey for the editing. LOL... I finally have figured out I need a TEAM of editors!

Anyways, would love your thoughts on this chapter.

Roland