I sat. Floating in what I could only call a void. All I could see was black and it was everywhere. I even tried to look around, after a few seconds, it occurred to me that I must still have eyes if I could look around but then again…

All I could see was the blackness of the void. So perhaps I did not have eyes. Maybe all I had was consciousness? I sat there thinking about this for a while. After about five minutes... or ten days... I'm not really sure… it could have been years? Anyway, I stopped thinking about it and began to wonder what I could do? Here in this place of nothingness? At that moment my imagination began to come back to life. I found myself picturing spaceships and pirates, waving laser swords around as they ran down hallways and into rooms. I let out a mental chuckle but that was when something unbelievable happened! A blue screen popped up in front of me, just a few inches away. It was perfectly in line with where I thought my eyesight was.

It read *system initiating* I blinked and stared at it but the words had changed to *new user registered*, I tried to look away at anything else for a hint of what was happening, but I couldn't move my eyes. It was as if my view was fixed on this spot, so I decided to do the only thing I could, I blinked. This time, the blue box disappeared and there I was, staring out into the blackness of the void again. I'm not really sure how much time had passed, but when I tried blinking again to see what would happen, instead of something appearing, the blackness moved. It opened and I suddenly realised I had been staring at the inside of my eyelids. ...yes, I felt like a dumb ass.

I looked above me, at a curved glass with water droplets hanging here and there. I blinked a few more times, to clear my eyes and adjust my view of what was in front of me as I moved my right hand and reached up toward the glass. A woman leant over the glass and smiled down at me. She was beautiful. Like a woman you would see in a fashion magazine. Her long black hair flowed over her shoulders like a dark waterfall, cascading down the back of her blue shirt. I froze, unable to tear my eyes away from her.

“Raise your right hand halfway between you and the glass, then slide your hand to the right. This will activate the motion sensor and open the cryo chamber” she told me, before leaning back and walking away.

I lifted my hand instantly and followed her instructions. The curved glass took a few seconds to activate but it rotated, sliding open until the cryo chamber looked like a bed that had slid out of a metal panel in the wall. The room that it was located in was a fair-sized square room. There were sixteen other cryo beds hanging out of the wall alongside mine, and on the other side of the room, I could see fifteen wardrobes coming out of the floor. They looked like they could descend back into the floor at any time and leave the room empty again. I slowly sat up on the bed, and when my body came into my line of sight I froze and stared down at my naked body. The body I was staring at was not mine! For starters, it had breasts!

My hands slowly raised from my sides to cup what was apparently my boobs and I squeezed them ever so slightly. Testing to see if they were real. I could feel that! My head shot up to look ahead of me, then turned left and right to see if anyone was looking at me, but nobody was.

“I have tits." I thought to myself.

"These are about a handful” I noted, as I slowly looked back down at my body.

I leant forward and saw that I really was a girl! My hands slowly lowered to my side and I looked left and right again. This time I also looked at the other people on the cryo beds and noticed they were all women, none of them had clothes either.

“Your bodies will be a bit of an adjustment as you get used to the slight differences between your dream body and this one, the memories you have are fake, placed there during your incubation period to give you a personality nothing more, ignore them, they were not real.” the beautiful woman called out.

“Holy crap I have tits!” a woman shouted from another cryo bed she was sitting on.

“Do you have memories of growing up as a man?” the woman walking around asked.

The woman sitting on the cryo bed nodded her head in response.

“Does anyone else have memories of being a man?” the beautiful woman asked as she looked around the room.

I hesitated but was about to raise my hand when a gun turret dropped out of the ceiling and shot the woman sitting on the bed in the forehead right between her eyes. I watched in horror as blood sprayed across her bed and the wall behind it. She fell back onto the cryo mattress and the glass sealed closed. What happened next inside that cryo bed was an array of colours blinking and flashing until a fire erupted inside the glass, turning into a fire tornado kept at bay by the glass. I could not believe my eyes. I decided at that moment that the knowledge of my memories of growing up as a man would never be revealed because my life now depended on me never admitting it!

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I slid my legs off the left side of my bed and stood up. I noticed the number 7 was on the soft almost cloud-like mattress that I had been laying on. I turned and walked over to the wardrobes.

“I understand this is a confusing time for you all, I will explain in more detail soon. However witnessing the necessary destruction of one of your sisters would be distressing, therefore I will tell you a little bit now. There are people in our race that are considered terrorists, they want to rock the boat and destroy our way of life. Somehow they occasionally get access to the incubation process and upload propaganda and try to subvert the newborn, any tampering always presents in the form of memories of a man's life.” the beautiful woman said all this while entering information rapidly into some sort of glowing tablet.

Once done she calmly continued on like before. It was strange and a little scary seeing her act as though everything was normal but taking a deep breath I decided to play along. I found the one with the matching number 7 on the top of it. As I reached it, I raised my hand to take the black panties hanging from a clip hanger when I heard.

“Please make your way over to the dressers and get dressed. Orientation begins in twenty minutes” the beautiful woman called out to all of us.

I hastened to get dressed, not really wanting everyone to see me naked like this. I quickly pulled the panties up my legs and into place around my waist. I then took the bra off the hanger and placed the cups on my back so I could do the hooks up in front of me, just under my new breasts, then turned the bra around and slid the shoulder straps up over my shoulders and made sure everything was in place and comfortable. I had seen my girlfriend do this a hundred times so I had the theory down. That was also when I felt the bra adjust its size to my body on its own. I was a little freaked out by this, but I ultimately decided to ignore it and grabbed the shirt. I pulled it over my head and down into place. The pants were my next item of clothing. I studied them a bit first and noticed they were cargo pants with two pockets on each leg as well as a zip-up pocket located just above each pocket giving the pants eight pockets in total.

I smiled to myself and quickly pulled them on feeling them, like the rest of my clothing, adjust themselves to my body so they fit perfectly. The wardrobe was empty now, except for two items left on the ground next to the wardrobe. They looked like the soles of a pair of boots.

“Step onto them,” the beautiful woman said to me as she walked past.

I glanced up at her and she smiled, then nodded her head towards the boot soles. I took two steps to my left and then one forward onto the boot soles. The second I was standing comfortably on them, I saw what I could only describe as nanotechnology, building a boot around my foot, socks included. When it was done, I marvelled at how they looked like the brandit German army mountain boots I had seen on tv once. I took a step back and turned to look around the room to try and figure out what I was meant to do next. My eyes passed over the other women in various stages of getting dressed when my eyes landed back on that beautiful black haired woman standing by the door. She noticed me looking at her and raised her hand and moved her index finger in a come here motion. I did, and as I approached her, I saw her hand move to point to a 7 on the floor in front of her. I noticed the other numbers were placed to form a semi-circle around the letters WG that she was standing on. I stood there and waited for all the other women to join me standing on our numbers. When the final woman stood on her number, only then did the beautiful woman in front of me begin her speech.

“My name is Jennifer, I have no last name as I am not a member of any clan. I am also your Welcome Guide and will help you understand what has happened and what will happen to you. So let's begin with Welcome to the space station.”

“You are on Space Station Ardinton, named after Lord Joseph Ardinton of the Ardinton clan for his heroic deeds in battle at the battle of Canspica. You have all just woken from birthing chambers as fully grown 18-year-old vampires. This is how our kind gives life to our pure blood young. While you are inside the chamber, you experience the life of a mortal that once lived on a randomly selected planet that is home to humanoids of our form. This is not the only way our kind can create new vampires, as mortals can be turned as well, but they are not considered purebloods. Humanoid myths aside, it does not mean you are now immortal, as vampires can die, but it will not be from old age as we do not age. There are of course exceptions like the mortal turned, vampiric mutts. Not many vampires have managed to reach the rank of Royal Noble but there are a few. These vampires are extremely hard to kill, not only because of their prowess in battle but also because, as you rank up in the vampiric hierarchy, your body strengthens itself slowly eliminating the ways in which it can be killed. If you reach the rank of Royal Noble, at that point the only way for you to die is at the hands of another vampire, however, there is no gain in killing another vampire so let's move on away from that gruesome subject. We touched on before that you all had implanted memories from being in a dream while you were in the cryo chambers, you all experienced growing up as a human and that you are all female. This is because the birth of a pure-blood male is so rare, that it happens only once in a hundred thousand birthings, causing the male to be coveted by the royal clan and noble clans alike. He is always adopted into one of those clans”

She paused for a second with a thoughtful look on her face before she continued.

“Nearly always, there was one male that refused to be adopted into any clan and created his own. I'm not really sure what became of his clan.” She shrugged after a few seconds more of thinking and continued her speech,

“the reason you are all standing in front of me, is that in a few moments we are going to go through the door behind me and you will all be introduced to the system....”

Whatever the system is we were never told because at that exact moment there was a loud explosive sound and the room we were in shook violently. The lights changed from a nice soft blue to red and began to flash slowly, Jennifer turned and ran out the door leaving us standing there. As she rushed off, slowly at first, then more confidently, I walked to the door looking out at the room on the other side.