The ghost Ruks

 The times were tough. While the Manu were good at killing the Ruks they were not that good at fighting back the climate. 

The strong and large Ruks would easily overpower an individual Manu if they got their hands on one. But Manu attacked in large groups with well laid out traps. It was like wolves falling on a bull!

In the many caves, what an irony it was! The enslaved female Ruks were tending to the injured Manu- the same men who had butchered their fathers, lovers and children. No males no matter how old or how young were spared. 

These females, sometimes themselves as large and strong as Manu men, were treated like animals. They were predated upon sexually and used as beasts of burden. 

However the Female Manus were more understanding. Maybe because they themselves often were meted the same treatment especially those without strong male allies. 

Among the children however there was something different brewing. They were free from the biases that the adults might hold. They were still untouched by forces that had turned the children from older generations into adults. The children played together- those who were full Manu and those who were half or three fourth. There were no quarter Manus yet. The younger the children, lesser the biases larger the camaraderie, as they get old the continuum will start shifting towards bias and stratification within the society. 

The mixed bloods have started mixing into the society but are a small minority in population and enjoy much smaller statuses. The manu realise the strength advantages they have but this only reflects in them being taken along as beasts of burden. 

How time would change the situation.

The time is 45000 BC. Manu are the major genetic contributors of modern humans and Ruks are a ghost lineage. No remains of Ruks will ever be found apart from the remains within the blood, their genes inherited by modern humans.

The pure blood Ruks will vanish in the next 500 years as a pure species, but then so will Manu, losing out to nature despite their cunning. The world shall be inherited by the mixbloods. The children of rape shall live on and spread.

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