There were times when Stryker wondered what the world had been like when humans ran it. He knew from history books that most things were the same; they had mimicked their chains of society and their odd customs until they had become their own.

Yet, as Stryker eyed his large Coke, two pumps of blood and two sweeteners in, he doubted that had been part of the normal routine for humans. In fact, when he thought about it, most of their fast food places had different menus for different species, cooked in different ways for different needs.

He hadn't thought anything of it— not even all the times that he...