Bubba And The Mayans

Research Center

After bathroom breaks and grabbing some drinks and fruit we followed the trio of Mayans deeper into the facility.

“So, who are we, as supposed earthlings?” Arlo asked as we walked.

“You are a little bit of everything,” Ohminia answered. “Mostly your DNA matches that of the Herpes.”

“Beings from the planet of Herpe,” Dingo corrected.

“Of course,” Ohminia accepted. “They were the one who adapted to the changing conditions most quickly. But the Escotarians, Roudivans, and even a few outlaws from other species came to the planet over time and when the DNA matched, they produced offspring.”

“What about the Cro Magnons?” Arlo asked.

Elias stroked his chin thoughtfully as he walked. “Ah, yes, the settlers from Citavo Six,” he said after a moment.

We approached a door and walked through into a lab with several Mayans milling about at computers and workstations.

“Kendrick,” Elias said and motioned to one of the males in the room. He came over to us.

“We have some visitors,” Elias explained. “Would you mind telling them about the Citavo settlers and what became of them? Kendrick is an expert on the history of the varied species.”

All of the Maya looked similar. As with other species we had encountered we had to look for differences in facial structure to tell them apart. The Mayans made this more difficult because they all wore similar jumpsuits.

“Yes, the Citavo group,” Kendrick responded. He directed us towards a table in the middle of the room. The entire top of it was a display and he slid his fingers across it to access files that appeared in the center.

A map of the world appeared. It was familiar, though quite different from what I was used to. All the continents were out of place.

“The Citavo arrived about two thousand years before the end of the Ice Age. They had been in space for over a thousand years and seven generations had passed before they arrived.”

“What do you mean?” Bubba inquired. “Seven generations; did they live and die their whole lives on the ship?”

“That is exactly it,” Kendrick agreed with a nod. “They had four massive ships with almost twenty thousand settlers and crew coming to the planet. Earth was no longer the planet they had hoped to find. The Citavo come from a much colder planet than what earth was. Even during the Ice Age, it was warmer here than their home world.

“They brought a variety of plants and animals with them too. You are aware of the wooly mammoth?”

“Yes, a relative of the bison and elephants,” Arlo suggested.

“Elephants yes,” Kendrick added. “the bison not so much though. The Citavo brought the bison with them. They also brought the trees you call redwoods and a variety of rodents and canines that were from their world.”

“I thought canines and rodents all evolved from a common ancestor,” Arlo suggested.

Kendrick looked perplexed for a moment and then let out a light smile. “Canines, felines, bovines, reptiles, and mammals all exist on a variety of worlds in different forms. What you see on earth is a combination of those varieties when they can cross breed.”

“Yes, I was wondering what earthlings were? The modern ones such as us,” Arlo explained.

“Well, you too are a combination of several species,” Kendrick replied. “Let me show you this,” he said as he indicated the table.

“The four ships landed on different continents as you can see here.” He indicated four blinking dots that related to California, Switzerland, Russia, and Antarctica.

“There are stories of alien artifacts in Antarctica,” Arlo stated with an interested nod.

“Unfortunately for the Citavo,” Kendrick picked up, “the trip had been one way and the climate was not what they expected.”

“In what way,” I inquired.

“One of the hazards of long-time deep space travel is that the generations have never been on a planet. Even with workout centers and training things get lost over time and systems begin to deteriorate.

“Within two hundred years of their arrival the Citavo had been reduced to living in caves and hunting with spears and arrows.”

“What happened to their ships?” Danny Boy asked. “There is supposed to be a spaceship buried beneath the ice in Antarctica.”

“Xenon, which is considered a mostly inert gas was corrosive to the materials which their ships and weapons were built from,” Kendrick told us.

“If there is anything left of the ship in Antarctica it would begin to disintegrate as soon as it was exposed to the atmosphere of earth.”

“Can’t you tell if it is still there?” Arlo wondered.

“Never really thought about it,” Kendrick said after a moment. “Besides, their technology pales in comparison to what we have.”

“But not compared to what earthlings have now.” I thought aloud.

“Which earthlings?” Kendrick asked.

“Most of them,” I explained. “Okay, yes, we probably have better technology because our ship has jump drive. Most earthlings are unaware of anything like it, however. By the way, is it safe for our shuttle to approach El Mirador? We did not know if there were any defense systems set up.”

“That kind of depends,” Kendrick answered. “We do not have any sort of automatic defense system set up. We did thousands of years ago, but it has failed.”

“Why not repair it?” Mikimo asked.

He shook his head for a moment. ’It is not really worth it. No one cares about what we are doing here. The planet is technically off limits.”

“Sure did seem to get a lot of UFO sightings when we grew up here,” Bubba stated.

“That is what I mean by technically,” Kendrick responded. “No species are supposed to contact earth or try to put a settlement here. There are curious beings from a variety of species that monitor what is going on along with the galactic government.”

“How do you know all this?” I wondered.

“Oh, we still get galactic news. We communicate regularly with the Mayan home world.”

“Interesting,” I commented. “So has anyone told them that we are here?”

“I don’t believe so,” Kendrick answered. “Is it important?”

“Probably not,” I replied. “Okay, back to the Citavo. What became of them?”

“The incident with the motor overload,” he shot a quick glance around the room, “had changed the atmosphere. When the mantle cracked, the plates began to collide. The magma from the core shot out onto the surface.”

“Volcanoes,” Arlo suggested.

“Yes, the ones below Yellowstone and the Mediterranean were the most active.”

“The Mediterranean sea is not volcanic,” I suggested.

“No, it is what is left after the eruption,” Kendrick replied. “This led to a rapid heating and then cooling of the atmosphere. Glaciers melted and refroze. Your Grand Canyon was carved out by the flood waters. Continents rose and fell.”

“The Grand Canyon took millions of years to form,” Arlo replied in protest.”

“It actually took about six days,” Ttaliss spoke as she passed the table.

Kendrick waited for a moment and pointed back to the tabletop. “When the Citavo arrived about ten thousand years ago the atmosphere was changing rapidly. Their ships, weapons, tools, and supplies were useless because of the xenon, and they could not adapt quickly enough to the changing environment.

“Some began travelling to the remaining settlements of the people who were surviving in in small villages and outpost. Again, there was some cross breeding. You have Citavo DNA in you.”

“I find all of this incredibly difficult to believe,” Arlo stated.

“Why would they lie to us about it?” I asked with a shrug of my shoulders.

“We don’t have a reason to lie,” Kendrick added. “This is the history of your planet. The Citavo could not adapt and died out within three thousand years of arriving.”

“How did wooly mammoths, saber tooth tigers, and other Citavo,” Arlo stressed the word, “end up trapped in glaciers and such if they arrived after Atlantis disappeared?”

“The eruptions from the volcanoes around the world and the collision of the tectonic plates made the surface of the planet very unstable. Weather could change rapidly as ocean currents were forced to change to new patterns. Some continents rose above the ocean as magma increased deep below them. Others sank as they were pulled towards the gap in the crust where Atlantis had been,” Kendrick said.

Arlo rubbed his temples for a moment. He chose not to argue any more.

“Your own written records speak of several of the unusual species that have been on the planet and the effect their mostly dormant DNA can sometimes have.” Kendrick offered.

“Giants and dwarves,” I spoke as I thought.

“Yes, the unique combination of species that have been to this planet allow for a variety of combinations that is rarely found throughout the known universe.” Kendrick said with a little excitement.

“Let me show you this,’ he said. He touched the table and the map reversed quickly to a solid land mass with Atlantis in the distance. He made another motion and over the next few minutes we watched as Atlantis disappeared. The continent broke into several pieces which bounced around. They settled into a map we were familiar with. The glaciers melted and froze again rapidly. We could see the oceans rise and fall across vast sections of land.

When it stopped it was mostly familiar. “When is this,” I inquired.

“A little over six thousand years ago,” Kendrick answered. “I am going to ask Touchez to summarize the Aztec and Hindu histories. She is my assistant and had direct contact with those societies.”

As he walked off, I noticed Bubba had an intense look of concentration. “What do you think of all this Bubba?”

“Oh, I wasn’t really paying much attention,” he said with a wave of his hand. “I mean it don’t matter much how we go to where we are does it?”

“I suppose not,” I answered slowly. This was a radical departure from the history we all knew. “Then what were you thinking about?”

“I noticed some of them college kids at the camp did not wet their toothbrush before they put tooth paste on it. That seemed a little bit weird to me. What kind of person just puts toothpaste on a dry toothbrush and sticks it in their mouth? Aren’t the bristles hard?”

I did not know how to respond. We were talking with ancient beings who had revealed vast amounts of unknown knowledge to us. Bubba was thinking about how to brush teeth.

“And” Bubba continued, “I was wondering about shoes and socks.”

“You aren’t wearing socks,” I pointed out. The villagers had given him sandals to wear. He had chosen them today instead of hiking boots.

“Yeah, but when I do, I always put my left sock on first,” he replied. “Always,” he insisted. “Left sock, right sock, and then right shoe and left shoe. I always do it in that order.” He looked at me waiting for a response.

“Is it intentional?” I asked in confusion.

“I don’t know,” he said thinking hard. “As you pointed out,” he pointed to his feet, “I’m wearing sandals.”

“Without socks thank the gods,” Dingo offered.

“Well, you’re welcome,” Bubba answered.

It took me a moment to connect that when Dingo said, “Thank the gods” Bubba thought he was referring to him, as a Mayan god.

“What’s your point?” I asked as I shook my head.

“Well, I put my left shoe on first this morning because I didn’t have no sock to put on there.”

“And” I prompted, having no idea where this was going. The way his brain worked was baffling.

“I just ain’t felt right all day. You know, it has been bothering me because the right foot is supposed to get the shoe on it first.”

“Seriously,” Arlo almost shouted from where he stood. “Everything we thought we knew about the earth is wrong according to these people and you are worried about your shoes!”

“Well, my feet more than my shoes,” Bubba explained.

“Mayans, underground cities, Atlantis, and the reason for the flood in every societies history around the planet and you are worried about your feet,” Arlo ranted.

“Well, all of them things happened a long time ago,” Bubba said quietly. “The thing with the shoes happened this morning and the entire day has been just a little bit off, if you know what I mean.”

“Thank you for keeping things in perspective,” I said to Bubba and patted him on the shoulder. “We will talk about the shoe thing later,” I suggested.

He shook his head positively and gave me a smile. “And you think that maybe I could go watch some video or something while you talk about all this? I am kind of bored.”

“I’ll see what I can do,” I answered. Ttaliss was nearby so I motioned to her and explained the situation. She took Bubba and Mikimo off to another part of the complex.