Blood Sisters
Prologue

AllisonAshton smiled sadly at her naked baby girl as she fumbled with herfather’s boot. It was hard to tell which was brighter: the yellowof her husband’s old fashion fold-over footwear, or the sparklinggolden radiance that surrounded her daughter, Jenny, like a secondwomb. This translucent energy felt solid to the touch, like thickrubber, and emitted a slight hum whenever the little girl moved. Thephenomena was not uncommon among the population of Earth's NewHumans, and was usually referred toas a force-field.It was this force-field that was causing Jenny’s difficulty withDaddy’s boot. Her little hands pushed against the protectiveradiance trying to grasp the yellow treasure, but it prevented herfrom getting a good grip, so the boot kept slipping away.

Jennyseemed anything but vexed by this, her playful giggle floating overthe faint hum of the field with each failed attempt. Jenny lookedover at her mother with her big blue eyes, shifted slightly greenthrough the candlelight wall. With awide-mouthed coo she smiled at Mommy, which filled Allison’s heartto bursting and she smiled back with a duckywave prompting more little giggles from the girl. Jenny’sattention turned back to the boot, her brow crumpling in focus.Lightly stroking her fingers over Jenny's bubble, Allison’sthoughts wandered back to her daughter’s birth; nearly a year ago.

Allisonpossessed great strength, the upper limits of which had never beentested by the meta-physiciansthat both studied and provided medical treatment to the New Humans.The meta-doc's that had studiedAllison estimated that she could lift the equivalent mass of a smallmountain. She had recently moved a supertanker in the Aleutiansafterit had run aground in a storm, ruining the shorelines and fishinggrounds of some UnanganIslanders.Regardless, It had still been full of oil and was pretty heavy. Shewasn't too sure about the whole “can lift a mountain” idea afterthat.

Itwas Allison’s incredible strength which was likely the cause oflittle Jenny's force-field. The steel crushing muscle of Allison’suterus would have doomed any fetus that could not protect itselfsomehow, and nature hadprovided.However, it provided too well. Thedilemma facing Allison now was how to help her daughter turn theforce-field off.

Allisonhad never been able to touch her baby girl, who had been wrapped inthe golden cocoon since before she was born. The meta-doc's told herthat Jenny’s metabolism was sustained by the same energy thatpowered her force-field. They called it bio-mutant energy andmany of them believed it was thisenergy that fueled the extrodinary abilities of all NewHumans.

Theforce-field kept Jenny quite safe. She had never gotten sick, she didnot need to eat, so she never needed to be changed, and she hardlyever cried. Despite this, her daughter's condition was painful toAllison, who rarely felt pain at all since her body was tougher thena tank.

Despiteall of her New Human abilities, Ally reacted to the birth ofher child like any other woman. Allison would trade all her might tojust be able to touch her little girl. Her longing to cradle Jenny inher arms was ocean deep and her breasts ached for want of suckling.Sadly, all of this was denied toher just as daddy’s boot was denied to Jenny.

Brushingaway a tear Allison bitter-smiled as she considered what her husband,Marty Goldstar, had to say about it: “Look at it this way, youcan’t feed her, but I won’t have to change her diapers!Personally, I think we made out on the deal.” Marty had aforce-field similar to Jenny's, though he could turn his off. Heseemed to like that his little girl had a power like her old man, andwith his customary optimism just assumed she would figure out how tocontrol it eventually. Allison prayed that he was right.

AllisonAshton was known to the world as the country music star, Ally Ashton,fondly called the Lady from Texas, she certainly lived up tothe name. Towering two inches over six feet with a thick athleticframe, Allison had full blond hair to her wide shoulders and piercingsky-blue eyes. Allison had also been openly known as the American NewHuman hero Miss Liberty since she started making use of hergreat strength and invulnerable body to try and make the world abetter and safer place. Now, as a mother, she felt the need to do soeven more deeply.

Allison'sefforts had made a significant impact since she donned the mantle ofMiss Liberty. In addition to her physical poweress, she could useher immense reserves of bio-mutant energy to rocket herself throughthe air up to supersonic speeds. She could also project this sameenergy from her body in destructive flares when needed. As a resultof these remarkable gifts, Allison, and those with abilities ofsimilar magnitude, were among the first New Humans that had beendesignated as omegaclassNew Human. A more powerful generation of New-Hums that had beganappearing across the world since the 1970's.

Allisonwas suddenly brought out of her musing by a popping sound and abright flash that filled the room. Her hand, which had been restingon Jenny's force-field now held empy air. Looking over at Jenny, whowas cooing with glee, she saw that her husband's yellow boot was nowinside Jenny’s golden force-field with her. Jenny took the top ofthe floppy boot in her bare hands and stuck her head in the top, asif exploring a small leather cave.

“Jenny!”Allygasped with delight“How did you get that in there?!” In reply Jenny just cooed intothe boot. Allison kelt down next to her glimmering child on thefloor, running a hand over the resilient barrier that divided themonce again. “Huh,” she exclaimed, replaceing that the force-fieldwas as intact as ever.

Jenny’shead popped out of the boot and she smiled at Mommy, holding herdaddy's boot towards her as if to share it. Mommymelted and said “Oh... thank you Jenny, you hold on to thatfor now.” Allison’s hand pressed against the field, more then shehad ever dared before, until she felt it spark slightly below herhand. Everything on the other side remained out of reach. Sixinches of solid steel would be no barrier for that hand, but thisbright radiance held her at bay. Ally feared it would harm Jenny ifshe forced her way inside of it. Jenny held the boot out for afew more moments, then with a shrug went back to exploring it,perhaps the first thing other then her own body that she had evertouched.

“WellJenny,” Allisonsaid softly. “Ifyou can manage to get the other boot in there too, just hold ontothem, I’d rather your father got better looking boots anyway. Thosehave been out of fashion so long cavemen had more style” shesmirked and shook her head in resignation. Sheloved her husband, Goldie, as she called him privately, very much.However, Goldie thought the height of human culture was reached withSaturdayNight Fever andhe therefore saw no reason to leave the 70’s behind. He was a discodinosaur in a hip-hop world.

Allysighed, looking up at her trophy wall where several framed goldrecords hung on either side of an enlarged photograph of herself. Inthe picture she was dressed in her specially made cowboy boots (agift from the state of Texas), M-Tech gold bracers, blue jeans with abig-buckle belt and the patriotic top of Miss Liberty shaking handswith the last President. Allison had a few different beta-clothuniforms for Ms. Liberty, but this simple one was her favorite.

Onthe other wall was Goldie’s vinyl collection and a large photo ofAllison and Marty. He was a handsome man with tanned surfer goodlooks, dressedas the hero Goldstar: a white and yellow outfit that could have comefrom the KrofftSupershow. Inthe photo he hadhis arm around Miss Liberty and the two made quite a pair; Allisonwas 4” taller then Marty,including the heels on his boots. They both had blond hair and blueeyes. The picture was from shortly after they met and Allison gazedat it fondly for a long moment before returning her attention back toJenny.

“Hopefullyyour father’s good looks and force-field are all you inherit fromhim, Jenny. Otherwise I can’t be held responsible for what mayhappen,” she smiled and hugged Jenny, getting an armful of humminggolden orb, then left her to play with the boot.

MissLiberty, Allison Ashton, country music star and one of the world'sfirst known omega class NewHumans. Goldstar, Marty James Goldstar, her husband, also an omegaclass New-Hum. They were two of the hundred or so omega class NewHumans identified so far. Jenny Goldstar, their daughter, was thefirst known child of two omega class New Humans.

'Whata family I have here'Allison mused, glancing back at the joyful star at her feet. Thestrongest person on Earth wondered if she would be strong enough toget through the days to come. That is until she looked at herdaughter's beautiful face, then she knew she would have to be. Whatother choice was there?