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{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fnil\fcharset0 Verdana;}{\f1\fnil Verdana;}} \viewkind4\uc1\pard\b\f0\fs18 There would come a time when these greys would be at war with some of the worlds represented at this meeting. \par \par My job would then be to monitor the activities and report the findings to my controllers. My body contains chemicals needed by his race. \par \par The grey said that his race also looked human until war contaminated their environment, genetically degenerating them.\par \par My body was presented to them as a temporary token of hope and peace. Allowed to use my genetics for the purpose of upgrading their dying species, they could not purposefully harm me, permanently kidnap me, or allow me to remember what they did to get what they needed from me.\par \par These were the rules that all abided by to keep the status quo while at the same time benefiting from my creation.\par \par If my mission failed, or if any of the participants in this project no longer wished to continue, then I would be removed to a safe place while the others fought amongst themselves, possibly even on the surface of the planet Earth.\par \par Finally, he told me that his people merely wished to correct the errors committed against them in order to evolve. \par \par They wished to become independent of the reptilians and recreate their old civilization before it was too late. Their dilemma was that, if they attempted this, they would be destroyed completely by their masters. \par \par On the other hand, if they continued with their masters orders, they would be targeted by the Federation planets. \par \par Because they felt hopeless, they looked out only for themselves.\par \pard\qc\b0\f1\fs16\par }