If they had returned it would have been done under the cover of darkness, and she knew that they wouldn't show themselves and it would be hard to coax them out, they were too smart for that. But, if they thought that they had left something behind, they would want to retrieve it, and perhaps continue their harvesting of human organs.

So few had survived their first arrival, and the experiments that the doctors at Genway had inflicted on the twelve people nine years earlier, had almost killed them. Esperanza had not known what had become of them, she had wanted to believe for a long time that they had survived, but knew that they hadn't.

Esperanza didn't know what had become of them they had been separated, experimented on, categorized and used then discarded maybe?

Humans were frail and mortal, and not meant to be experimented upon as if they were lesser creatures then the role their creator had intended for them, humans were the guardians of creatures which they had been given domain over.

Those men had no regard for human life and once they knew what number eight, as Esperanza had been dubbed was alive and thriving they would want to recapture her, but what Dr. Goldstein and his collegues didn't know was that he had dipped his hand into the primieval waters of creation and had mixed in an alien substance which shouldn't have been added and he had tipped the scales of life, created an inbalance that would never be righted.

End of Part I