The Earthly Queen: The Woman of Worlds Apart

Chapter 2: (Caine)

I quickly travel through the streets of this underdeveloped city.

The Earthlings walk through the streets at leisurely paces as they look in shop windows, stop to talk or play on their antiquated cellular devices.

It feels strange to be among these primitive people. It's like walking through a sea of children in a playground. So blissfully naive and care free. Little do they know that in a matter of days they could all be obliterated; their society no more.

They pay no attention to me. I am cloaked, a perception altering force field that invisibly wraps around my body. They don't see my alien features, my foreign clothing, nor my devices that defy all of their logic. All they see is me mirroring their latest fashion, anonymous and nondescript.

I keep my eyes peeled until I see what I need. There it is, tucked away from the mainstream. "Saving Grace Fertility Clinic," mushed in between several other shady looking businesses.

I'm lucky to have found this place and found it so quickly. The antiquated technology of this planet, mainly the internet, is simply dreadful and makes it difficult to easily locate things. What the Earthlings find state of the art is actually so outdated it's practically the equivalent of writing on a stone tablet with a hammer and chisel.

But, despite this, I was still able to find my target with the help of my partner. With only the vague location of my target, I thought I'd be chasing a ghost. I was relieved to find out the location our subject was last seen, meer hours after arriving and setting up base. That match was here, at this fertility clinic.

It must've rained at some point recently. The asphalt is wet and clouds of white steam billow up from storm drains and loose manhole covers as I set off from the main walk and go around to the alley parallel to the clinic.

The side door to the clinic is locked, no surprise there. Thus, the fun begins.

I pull my Tri-Gate from its holster on my belt. I press the triangular device to the door and activate it with the controls in my fingerless glove. Pink lights blink from each point of the segmented shape. It spins, whining like a fan blade. The pieces split apart and it spins around until there is a huge oval hole I can walk through with ease. I step through into the clinic. I reach behind me and motion with my finger. The Tri-Gate closes and zooms into my hand. I return it to my belt.

The whole ordeal took meer seconds, it's doubtful that any Earthing saw it. Even if someone did witness it, who on this planet would believe a story of a man who walks through locked doors?

I walk down the hall and find the main lobby. The horseshoe shaped front desk holds, behind it, exactly what i'm looking for. Files. I swiftly hop the desk and start rifling through the cabinets.

There are cameras watching me, but I don't worry about them. My partner will take them out soon enough. If someone were to walk in they'd see me physically, but the chances of that are slim. This place has closed hours ago and judging by the disrepair of the building's outside and musty smell inside (something only I can tell), these people are lucky to be in business. there's no way they have security guards. Regardless, I remain ready for anything.

I turn on a lamp set on top of one of the cabinets. Sure it's leaving my prints, but it's not like there are any databases on this planet that would contain it.

Any other person rifling through these files would be utterly lost - I don't even know the name of the one I'm targeting - but i have certain heightened senses that most humans are not equipped with.

As i riffle through the files I can smell the remnant scent of the people who last handled the documents. The secretaries and more importantly the people who filled them out.