"Am I crazy for doing this?" she asked.

"If you are then so are twenty thousand other people." the medical technician chuckled to himself after he said so.

"So I will be the other race when I come out?" she asked.

"For as long as you want to be. You know that. It can be reversed." her attendant agreed.

The patient was obviously nervous to be asking such a question. She already knew all about becoming a trans-racial. She wasn't sure why she should be nervous, she had come here convinced of her decision.

Like many kinds of life-altering surgery there was a psychological examination performed prior to medical consent. This meant that the facility was convinced too.

She was in the operating room alone and had to wait one minute.

"Eyes are covered." she affirmed after she had looked around.

The machine looked a lot like a CAT-scan. First a bath in the reactive gel would cover every inch of skin. The eyes were covered, the eyelids had already undergone treatment along with a few other inches of the person that were difficult for the lasers to touch. The patient would rest naked upon a bed that slid into the center of it and invisible lasers would dissolve the gel into the skin. Then a cool bath was administered to prevent itching. Still, the patient would experience some tingling and itchiness for several hours afterward.

The days that followed her change from one race to the other were spent doing everything for the first time all over again. Friends, family, photographs and memories felt like they belonged to an old life she had left behind. After this adjustment it began to feel normal. After all, she had always identified herself as the other race anyway.

Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

But then she found a bit of fate and had to earn her place, among her new race. Except it did not fit the narrative. Most people changed from one race to the other for their own personal reasons. Yet many fundamentalist opinions stated that 'whites change black out of guilt' and 'blacks change to white out of curiosity'.

None of that mattered. A hacker tried to hold the list of those who had the operation for ransom and got no payment to his Bitcoin account. So, the hacker decided to release the names and addresses of everyone who was a trans-racial. The most recent ones were at the top of the list. That, and the fact that an activist group was closest to her home, meant that they showed up in front of her home.

The protesters wore tragedy and comedy masks of black and white to show their racial solidarity. They were a mixed group of men and women and blacks and whites to protest her decision to change from one race to another. And they were in front of her home screaming their bitter outrage. And so she had become a symbol for their hatred and bigotry against trans-racials.

"False Faced, False Faced!" they were chanting. She closed her curtains. She was very afraid and alone. What would they do?

When the media ignored the attack they decided to get more attention by flipping over her electric car and setting fire to it. The fire department arrived but could not get through the interlocked arms of alternating blacks and whites in their comedy-tragedy masks.

So the police were called but they could not do anything because the situation was seen as a race-protest. A law had gotten passed that race-protests could not be interfered with by police under any circumstances. Soon the media arrived.

The protesters had barricaded her into her home and some of them were trying to set fire to it. Finally they stepped back and cheered.

Her house had caught fire.

The crowd was cheering and chanting "Let it burn! Let it burn!"

She was trapped inside, and nobody could stop the atrocity. And so, the whole world watched in live horror as her house burned to the ground with firefighters and police helpless to stop the awfulness.

A strange thing happened then. Instead of nobody choosing to become trans-racial a huge increase occurred. An operating facility was bombed by trans-racial protesters and still there was no fear.

Becoming the other became the American way. Because it was the fearless way, and hatred of trans-racials was seen as cowardly. Within months the number of those who had undergone the operation had increased tenfold.

And that, children, is how the Great American Race was born.