When the future intervenes (IC)

[Wolfias]

A Rebel With One Cause

"I am not concerned by anything the government can possibly do to me. I was Watchdog for the world, hopefully to keep the government in check knowing they have eyes on them. My computers and papers do not contain anything but my own theoretical research within. The government is welcome to the information I have on them, on my large home Server. It is of no use to me and would not have been given to anyone to begin with. As for being threatened by being put in anyone's brig. I guarantee you, you would've let me go before you could turn around good. If you happen to change your mind, just try it. My only desire is save Mother Earth, the only worthwhile cause I have. As of now I'm an Expatriate." The Presidential Aid hands Walker his cap, kissing his cheek whispers "My numbers in your cap." Puts it back on pulls it down snug whispering. "Thank you Dear, I'd call you but they know if they put a listening device on you. It'll just fry it."

That said Walker glares directly into the Presidents eyes, his green eyes were frigid not. Turning his head away with anger heads straight out the door, flanked by the two oddly familiar agents. They brought him from the beginning to this damned round table of Fools. Grinning as he had stuck his gum on the heel of the CIA Hounds shoe with slight of hand. Reaching the same black SUV he'd arrived in, it would appear that it is the actual illusion. Gets into the vehicle to slide across the seat putting his hands behind his head gets comfy while crossing his long legs at the ankles with a tired sigh as he slowly begins relax a bit. He didn't want to get dragged into the Presidents Bunker in the first damn place to begin with.

After the Agents got into the vehicle buckling up, No. 1 spoke into his sleeve No. Grumpy Hippie moving out. 2 started the big black SUV and peeled out and drove out into traffic. "Three things to ask...Can I bum one? A little Marley? Steak 'N' Shake? I'm buying and I know you big guys can put it away." Muttering under his breath as he figured they weren't even listening. "If you'll eat with someone accused of Treason." Walker thought to himself -If only they're Futurists we could pickup Samantha, my papers, the prototypes and be on their Spacecraft in a hopefully really short amount of a time- "Wish both of you guys were Futurist instead of Federal Agents, they would love Double Cheeseburgers Fries and a Chocolate Shake."

 

[milkmaiden38]

Max Godwin

Max watched ALSA walk away and knew any hope he had to save his life was walking away as well. He mind races as he looked for a way to make ALSA turn around and come back. He could not think of anything. His plan to save his own life was in ruins. Max felt like he had lost control, how had he lost control so quickly? He was broken…and damaged, by his own doing. He had a sudden urge to take a scalding hot shower, to stick his head in boiling acid. He hated himself for what had just happened. He had blown it. It was entirely his fault. He wanted to cut himself open and pull out all his stupidity. And then in an odd twist in his mind, he hated himself for thinking that about cutting himself open. His mind was in free fall… out of control.

He turned the gun on himself. “I can’t take it anymore” He whispered to himself and got ready to pull the trigger.

ALSA (on Earth)

ALSA had no weapons on her; however her eyes, ears, were much more advanced than humans. ALSA overheard Max’s whispering to himself and she even heard the gun trigger starting to get squeezed.

ALSA was hardcoded to not harm humans. Fear that AI life would wipe out human life required that all AI to be “Hardcoded” not to harm humans. ALSA reasoned in this case her comments and walking away from him had been the trigger to pushed Max over the edge to commit suicide. Her hardcode programming kicked in and she turned around. Spirited at her maximum speed back to Max. She yelled at him “MAX don’t do it, I’m coming back”

Max saw ALSA approaching at an unbelievable speed, a dangerous speed. If she hit him, it would be like being hit by a car moving 60 mph. He yelled “STOP”

ALSA stopped, leaving skip marks in the parking lot.

Max tried to figure out what was happening. “You don’t want me to kill myself?” He asked.

ALSA replied “Yes”

“You are programmed not to hurt human’s aren’t you” Max asked. ALSA said nothing.

“Your silence, mean yes. You stupid machine” Max glowed suddenly. He felt totally in control of the situation again. “Follow me or I’ll blow my guts all over this parking lot.” Max ordered. ALSA did as he asked.

Admiral Bull

Admiral Bull landed at the Omaha, Nebraska airport where a Blackhawk helicopter was waiting. The helicopter took off as soon as the Admiral was inside and headed for Offutt Air Force Base and Stratcom HQ. Inside the helicopter was CDR Jan Zelhorst and Dr. Shetan Zachariahmacommy, chief scientist at Stratcom. Dr. Shetan Zachariahmacommy was of Indian parentage and a practicing Sikh. He was always well groomed and wore nice suits. He had a warm face and thoughtful eyes behind black rimmed glasses. He wore the traditional dark blue Sikh turban as well. Even though he grew up in America he still had a strong Indian accent. Everyone called him Dr. Z, so as to not mispronounce his last name.

“What is the word” Dr Z asked Admiral Bull as the helicopter sped towards the base.

“4A, 5B” Bull answered

“OH I cannot believe 5B … I cannot believe it!!” Dr Z stated in disbelief.

“It was a bold decision by the president… but we need to execute it. What have you come up with?” He asked. Before he left for Washington DC, he had ordered his team to further develop the options.

“For 5B we have come up with something really bad.” CDR Jan Zelhorst pipped up.

“What?” The admiral asked.

“Methane hydrate deposits.” CDR Jan answered.

“What” the Admiral asked again, turning to Dr Z.

“Methane hydrate deposits are largest hydrocarbon resource in the world. Bigger than oil, natural gas and coal resources combined. There are enormous amounts of it in Arctic permafrost, and beneath Antarctic ice. We narrowed the choices down to Greenland” Dr Z answered.

“Set a few nucks off under the ice and there will be a chain reaction. The heat from the weapons will release the trapped methane, there is also lots of free Methane as well. The explosion would be massive, nothing like the world has ever seen. Should result in removing Greenland from our planet. The resulting dust cloud will block 90% of sunlight reaching the surface.” CDR Zelhorst explained

“For every cubic foot of Methane hydrate melted, it releases 160 cubic feet of methane gas. Global Warming would be renamed to Global Boiling. But the models show, the dust cloud would kill everyone first.” Dr Z added.

“Never did like Greenland. Stupid name. Nothing green about the place." Admiral Bull commented. Then he said more seriously "We have become Death, the destroyer of worlds” Admiral Bull was grim faced as as he realized his team was too good at their job. He stared out of the helicopter window in silence as they approached the helo landing pad at Stratcom HQ.

“One more thing” Dr. Z said before they touched down at the pad. He handed a photo to the Admiral “Security concerns seem silly at a time like this. However someone has connected an IPAD to EMC maintenance signal. You can see it in the photo. We are monitoring the wireless and set up this hidden camera to catch the person who did it.” Dr Z explained.

“No need… that Max Godwin’s IPAD” CDR Zelhorst said with a shocked look on his face.

"Find that asshole. I want to talk to him myself!!" Bull ordered.

 

[TertiusHuman]

Prime Schwartz

He turned to look at Erik, "I know that you would like to have first contact with Mr Fredrikson. If you feel that you can handle it alone, otherwise take a security officer along. Make certain he has all he need and bring him up here. We have a few things to discuss, before we start working with him"

He turned to the screen and tapped an image into clarity, "This Navy man were in the bunker, it was just after he left that Mr Fredrikson had his melt down. Track them as far as you can ALSA."

He paused, "And do we have any news on Frankenstein?"

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Erik smiled and nodded his head. He would have no trouble working with this man, although he would probably have to keep his hero worship down a little. After all meeting him would be similar to a Christian meeting Jesus.

Hurrying from the room he boarded a shuttle and was quickly above the car they had taken him away from the USA presidents bunker in. He had stealthed it, so to these people it would be invisible in every sense of the word.

Firing a local emp he knocked out the cars propulsion systems and watched as it came to a shuddering stop. Then he scanned the two large agents and found their weapons and calmly disabled them.

Landing the shuttle in front of the car he calmly stepped from it with his weapon drawn. He hoped he would not have to use it, but some people were just so stubborn.

"Hello, I believe you know why I am here. If you would calmly hand over Mr Fredrikson we will be on our way with a minimum of fuss. You know what our weapons are capable of so I would really not suggest taking me on considering yours do not work. However you are free to do so and throw away your lives in the process, it is entirely up to you."

 

[Wolfias]

The Agents looked at each other a moment, the Driver turns back to watch the road. The one in the passenger seat spoke with a grin "You sure can Walker." Turning back to press play on the CD player, the sound of Three Little Birds by Bob Marley out of the speakers. Walker takes a bag of Herb from a pants pocket, opens it retrieving Z Z Top rolling papers and a Matchbox. Rolling a fresh joint it's placed between his lips, slid open the Matchbox retrieves one, closing the box he strikes the match lighting the joint. Taking a long toke he holds the smoke in a moment, slowly exhaling a blue cloud of smoke. Before the smoke reaches the Agents one of them cracks the windows evacuating it all. The music stops as the black SUV suddenly shudders and died, unbeknownst to the Agents a local EMP knocks out the engine.

Due to their training it is the Agents first thought as they were getting out, as in any movie Walker saw they were all business. "Until we find out what's going on, You Are To Stay Inside The Vehicle Sir!" Appearing out of thin air directly in front of the SUV, appears to the Agents as nothing else but a Spaceship. Opening the doors the Agents step out of the vehicle, hands warily on their weapons without drawing them. The shuttle had landed directly in front of the SUV as a Futurist calmly steps from it his weapon drawn. "Hello you know why I am here. If you calmly hand over Mr Fredrikson to me we will be on our way, you know what our weapons are capable of. I suggest you do not take me on as your own weapons do not work. You're certainly free to do so but you'll be throwing away your lives."

Seeing what the Futurist had a weapon trained on his Agents who were going to turn him over anyway. Walker steps out the vehicle he'd been ordered to stay inside, quickly tying his hair back and puts his Cubs cap back on. Walking forward and around the Agents and stands boldly with arms crossed his angry green eyes pinned on the Futurist. "What in the hell are you doing with that damned Death Ray aimed at my Agents?! The taller of the two Agents taps Walker on the shoulder, his deep voice questions with a smirk. "Your Agents?" Glancing slightly over his shoulder Walker says "Yeah MY Agents. And you both were told to leave me with the first person I came into contact with, were you not?"

The shorter of the two Agents was struggling to keep a straight face at this. "Well, what are you doing just standing there? Get my briefcase from the SUV." Walker was still just scowling at the Futurist. "You haven't holstered that Death Ray yet?" I'm coming, just put that thing away." Taking two fingers he pushes the weapon aside the shorter of the two Agent hands Walker his briefcase. Accepting the case, he just leaves the Agents and the Futurist standing there looking at each other. The taller Agent smirks again "He's all yours now." The shorter Agent chuckles at that. "Seriously, you might want to send him back after awhile. Joining his fellow Agent in the black SUV, the engine starts and the sounds of Buffalo Soldier was pumping from the speakers.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Off the coast of Greenland

The Sun now touched the horizon to the west. The sparkling Atlantic Ocean was calm, although the sea was dotted with icebergs, the sky clear, and the breeze was soft and cold.

Captain Stanley Baxter reached across the small conning tower and grab for the bottle of Jamaican rum. “More?” He asked his Weapons Officer.

Commander Trey Mcconnell smiled and nodded. “Just a little.” He said as he watched the nuclear warhead move across on missile deck of the HMS Vengeance, Vanguard-class submarine of the Royal Navy. She had 16 Trident II nuclear missiles aboard.

“Are we sure we can trust the American Imperialist pigs?” Commander Trey Mcconnell asked his captain.

Captain Baxter poured the rum, handed the glass to the commander and then picked up his own glass. He clinked it with the Commander’s. “You are a bloody socialist! The Americans are not Imperialist pigs anymore! They are just stupid assholes. Don’t you watch the BBC?” The captain laughed at his own joke then he got serious.

“MOD checked the positional data and while we were under the ice, the alien space ship had our positional data incorrect. One nuclear warhead dropped off at Greenland that is all we need to do.”

“I just think… some filthy rich capitalist is profiting from this somehow.” The Commander replied. The warhead was now in a rubber zodiac like boat and speeding towards the Greenland coastline.

“Let’s get out of here. One thing I like about these aliens, they ordered all military units back to home port. So we get to go home, and I for one am looking forward to buy some warm, big breasted, hookers for my bed.” Captain Baxter replied.

“You are sounding more and more like a filthy rich capitalist pig” Commander Mcconnell stated as the two men left the coning tower and made preparations to dive.

Max Godwin

Max and ALSA were inside a small maintenance building. Max had swallowed the pill and felt the effects almost right away. “OHH FUCK” he groaned.

“I told you, the nanobots, have some internal energy stores but not enough to modify your body so much. You should have drunk sugar water as I told you. The bots are now converting your nearby cells into energy that is what is causing the pain.” ALSA explained.

Max almost doubled over from the pain. The pain went away almost as suddenly as it arrived.

“Oh, I feel better now” He said.

“The nanobots are done. But you will be sore for a few days.” ALSA explained.

Max reached for his crotch, feeling his new larger bulge. Satisfied the futurist upheld their part of the deal. He got serous. “Ok… Your sensors were off on the a few our subs. The US took a few nucks off of them and is planning to get them to Greenland. Then if you try to take over earth, they will blow them up… and planet earth will be dead. That is all I know.” Max explained.

Suddenly, the door to the small maintenance building opened and 3 M4 barrels poked in.

“Everyone put your hands in the air and don’t move!” a voice ordered.

Admiral Bull and Dr Z.

Admiral Bull and Dr Z. were watching the parking lot security video.

“How fast was she running?” The Admiral asked

“60 mph” Dr Z stated. “We figured it out from the distance covered and the skid marks”

“And why is Godwin pointing the gun at his gut and not at her?” The Admiral asked.

“We are not sure” Dr Z answered.

“Admiral, we have captured them. Please come to the small maintenance building” A voice reported over the telephone speaker on the admiral’s desk.

“Call the president, let him know we have captured one of the aliens” The Admiral ordered.

“What about security?” Dr Z asked.

“Screw security!” The Admiral answered as he ran out of the room.

ALSA (in orbit)

ALSA looked over to Stephen Schwartz. “Stephen, I have tracked the Navy man back to Strategic Command HQ, Omaha, Nebraska. I have no news from Frankenstein. Shall I break communication silence to reach him?”

Stephen looked over to ALSA, thinking about his options on the breaking communication silence when ALSA interupted his thoughts.

“There is another development you should be aware of. My double on the planet has uncovered a plot from the country of the United States to plant a few nuclear weapons in Greenland. There is an 87% chance these are going to be used to detonate the Methane hydrate under Greenland's ice.”

“Unfortunately, my double has been discovered. I can initiate self-destruct if you wish? Or we can see how this plays out first. I can put the video on the main screen if you would like?” ALSA asked Stephen.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Erik glanced at the two security officers and shrugged. Strictly speaking he was glad he had not had to fire his weapon, but he was not used to being treated with disdain by anyone. If Walker thought he was indispensable he was going to be shocked.

Turning to the man he has idealized as a scientist he studies the man. He is somewhat disappointed by what he sees."I see your mind is much better than your body. Guess that is because you live in such a soft world. Well then follow me and do try to keep up. Your aid is preferable but it is not needed."

Leading him to the hatch it irises open before him and he points him to a chair. "Sit down and make yourself comfortable. The gel will protect you from the G forces we are about to experience."

Getting into the pilot's chair, Erik places the small headband on and instantly a heads up display is available to him. A neuron interface allows him to control several functions including startup and he soon has the ship airborne as he grabs the controls and shoots off towards the mothership. Some of the best pilots can fly totally by brain power alone, he alas still needs some form of manual control.

"We will be arriving shortly and I will take you to see our Prime Stephen Schwartz. he will decide how much freedom you are to be given and exactly how much you are to be told. I suggest you are a little more polite to him than you were to your own leader Mr Fredrikson. Suffice to say he does not take fools lightly and as I mentioned, your help would be appreciated but it is not necessary."

 

[Wolfias]

"I'm sure the body you have is the product of genetic engineering, I spent my time and my intellect to try to better my world." Walker chuckles over the fact this guy actually believed his act. "I can't believe you bought that act. I knew very well what you were capable with your weapons. But what you would do that hand cannon you call a weapon aimed at the Agents.

Especially after the way you arrived totally uncalled for, guess you enjoy showing off. Taking a seat knowing a little of the maneuvers the ships were capable of and knowing how fit he actually is. Studying the man entering the ship he was unimpressed by the arrogance, without enough appreciation being they came to us for help.

"The arrogance revealed in your superiority speech to the lowly primitives, you have no place to lecturer me on arrogance sir. I don't suffer fools lightly either, I'll conduct myself as I see fit before Prime Shwarts. If he decides I am of no use here to assist where no other Scientist in my field can. I will gladly go back to my home and thoroughly enjoy it as I certainly already was. Having said his piece Walker he didn't have anymore to say to this man.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Erik looked back at Walker. "You think I look like this because of genetic engineering. Now who is arrogant. I look like this because I have to survive in the world you and your kind created. Congratulations Doctor. Thanks to you and the rest of your so called generation of experts there is no more obesity, Diabetes, Allergies, or hundreds of other smaller problems. We have had to adapt to live in the cesspool you have left us and I guess it has made us stronger. Never mind the millions of deaths it took to reach this stage, or the thousands each year from all the diseases we can't keep up with, even with our technology."

Looking forward he began his approach to the landing bay. "What you presume is arrogance is actually anger Doctor. Personally I think you are one of the brightest minds of this or any other century, but instead of doing something about what you saw happening you buried your head in the sand along with a lot of your fellow scientists and did nothing and we ended up paying the price."

As they landed he turned back to the man and stared at him hard. "Put it this way. How would you feel if you where in a car accident and lost your wife because the brakes on your car were defective. Then you found out the designer knew about it as did the whole company but they did nothing. Would you be Angry sir?"

Getting up Erik headed for the hatch. 'Follow me and do not get distracted by anything you see. you need to stay within 20 feet of me at all times or automatic systems will target you and take you out. Please follow me."

Erik made sure the man was ready to go then started walking towards the lifts.

 

[Wolfias]

"All I have to say is if fools don't listen to a warning making the Planet what it became you can't blame one those that tried. Human Beings are arrogant, I see obviously we haven't outgrown that trait." Walkers look was as hard as Erik's was at him. "Direct your anger wherever you wish sir, lets just keep our minds on the task at hand shall we?" Following 10 feet behind Erik Walkers eyes were focused on his back, mind swirling with calculations of Planetary mechanics.

Despite the powerful air filtration, there was a particular odor permeating the ship. It was familiar but slightly different than ozone, he just couldn't put his finger on what this was. He'd love to just explore on his own, but Walker has a distinct impression Erik would like nothing more than to see him vaporized. Despite himself Walker was actually impressed with Erik, continuing to fight for the planet with the generation that ultimately destroys it. Thinking if the previous calculations if combined with whoever he's teamed up with, even though it may very well be Erik though complicated they could find the salutation together. "You're right Erik. I would be extremely angry. Except she wasn't killed by faulty brakes on a car. She was murdered for the jewelry she proudly wore that was an anniversary gift."

The Ships a marvel of technology forged out of humanities last gasp to survive extinction. "You have every right to be angry at my generation. Just imagine, you're one that tried so hard to warn everyone until you're deemed insane by your generation. But, I don't let bad experiences darken my thoughts and blame others for everything. If I did this ship would not be here now." Walker expects Erik to turn any second and lash out at him, he braces himself against a blow if it ever came. It possibly is exactly what Walker needs to get his shit together. "It's true, other scientists buried their heads in the sand. But I am one of a few dedicated scientist working our collective asses off to solve the riddle of cold fusion." Crossing his arms across his chest with a sigh Walker hated thinking of the past, it would changed nothing and was pointless. Unless... "Not all written of the past is unvarnished truth, despite whatever you read of me and my faults. I'm still a damned good Scientist."

 

[TertiusHuman]

Stephen thought about it for a moment, the nanobots would destroy the ALSA earth-side completely, but it would be interesting to see if all of them would be like this Max person.

"Keep the unit operational for now. Of course the fact that you allowed Max to draw you into saving his life, did prove that you need to learn how to temper your reactions and not give away what you are. The moment that they attempt to capture the unit, employ the self-destruct sequence."

He noticed Erik and Walker heading towards the Operational Area and from where he stood, he could see that the two of them were not getting along as good as they should have. He sighed. Humans. All of them had a flaw and he was quite aware of his own.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Off the Coast of Greenland

James Harrier and Margaret Bosworth were special agents with MI-6. MI-6 was the British name for their spy agency, similar to the CIA. Both of them were trained in nuclear weapon delivery or as they called it "special" weapon delivery.

James Harrier had purple hair tight in a ponytail to reveal his handsome, but frowning face. His brown eyes watched vigilantly as he headed for the shoreline. There was something mystifying about James, perhaps it was his fortunate past or perhaps it was his sense of justice. But nonetheless, people tended to follow him.

He piloted the small rubber boat closer to the icy Greenland shoreline. The temperature was a 40 degrees, but with the sun going down, it would drop quickly to -10 degrees below zero. Both agents wore snow suits, which would keep them warm even at these extreme temperatures.

As Harrier landed the rubber boat, Margaret Bosworth with her black hair and serious furrowed, face grabbed the special weapon, which had been repackaged during the boat ride into a large backpack. Margaret had smooth alluringly skin that complimented her sexy figure or so many of her former lovers had told her. She slip the backpack over her shoulders and picked up the pack with ease. She was stronger than her looks conveyed. She stepped ashore and after securing the zodiac, James joined her. They hiked the short distance to the abandoned zinc mining operation.

It had been an exploratory mine for the valuable rare metal used in so many electronics these days. The vein they had found however run out very quickly, so the place was abandoned in the late 90's. The two approached a security gate, James took out a small thread like metal and wrapped it around the padlock. The thread reacted to the metal of the lock and in seconds, the lock fell to the ground in pieces, smoking.

The two walked in to the facility and made their way to the mine shaft and accompanying generator.

"Let's bloody hell hope this works" James stated as he popped the gas cap of the large generator off. He pulled a quart sized bottle from his backpack and poured it in. Then he closed the cap. "How long does that stuff take to reheat the gas?" Margaret asked him.

"Ten minutes, if there is any gas in there." James answered gloomily.

They were not idle as they waited. Margaret open the emergency escape tunnel and the ventilation ducts, while James placed warming tape around the critical gas lines. He also checked the battery level of the starter. It was dead, so he rigged up a chemical battery from his backpack to replace the dead battery.

They met back up at the generator. "Here goes" James stated as he pressed the start button. There was a clicking noise. Then nothing. "Bugger!" James grunted.

"Try it again" Margaret suggested

"The chem battery only last a small while." James explained

"All the more reason to keep trying the blood thing" Margaret said

James pressed the button a dozen time, with no luck.

"Let me try" Margaret said and pushed him out of the way. "Now, be a nice generator and turn on. The world needs you" she told the generator. Her first push caused the generator to turnover and start to run.

"It just needed a woman's touch!" Margaret said proudly

Thirty minutes later, both of them were at the bottom of the mine shaft with the bomb in place. James had rigged up a wire back to the shaft elevator and had used the elevator cable to extend the antenna. He turned on the radio and said three numbers. "90, 46, 345, over." A few seconds later an answer came back "1 over and out" and was all it said.

"Now we wait" Margaret said leaning back against the mine tunnel wall.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Max Godwin

The Nanobots had added to Max’s normal muscle strength. He bones and ligaments were also stronger. Max was now one of the strongest men on the planet. But strength does not stop bullets. So when he heard the guard says “Everyone put your hands in the air and don’t move!” he did as he was told. He did not understand his new powers.

ALSA De Futuro (ALSA on earth) knew she could not be captured. Even now, her appearance had a 78% chance of complicating Stephen Schwartz mission. The humans of this time frame might think all the futurists were ALSA units. They might find some of the nanobots if she self-destructed. Everything became more uncertain. So she decided she needed to prevent the capture of Max or herself.

She grabbed the small table in the Maintenance building and threw as if it weighed nothing. The table crashed into the gun barrels so they were no longer pointed at Max or her. She did not want to hurt the guards that was against her programing. The table would delay the guards enough so they could escape. 2 seconds after the table toss, ALSA ran right through the south cinderblock wall of the maintenance building, creating a second door out of the small building. She had grabbed Max by the back of his shirt collar and pulled him through the same hole.

The security guards had all been knocked together by the table ALSA had thrown. By the time they got untangled, ALSA had thrown Max in the back seat of his Mustang and she was getting into the driver’s seat.

“STOP … or we will fire!!” One of the guards yelled. Trying to point his gun at them. Max had gotten his bearing now and yelled to ALSA "Step on it! They are going to shoot!!"

"Step on what?" ALSA asked calmly.

Max was beside himself "You're supposed to be super smart and you can't drive?! YOU STUPID CUNT!!”

ALSA was a machine, but she also had feelings. Max’s comments piss her off. She had wanted to drive away, but his comment had confused her. The comment resolved, the Mustang surged forward.

“Hold on… I’m programed not to harm you. Some of these maneuvers could damage you, since you are not wearing a seatbelt.” ALSA told Max as his old Mustang whipped out of the parking lot. Max grabbed on, as she whipped around another corner and headed for the main gate.

“This machine is not efficient.” ALSA stated as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small vial. She dumped it on the dash board of the Mustang. Within seconds the car’s speed increased and the engine ran much smoother. It was good timing as the main gates were being lowered. The surge in car speed got them just through the gate before it was closed. The guards were firing at the car, but no bullets hit. Soon they were out of range. ALSA driving with the precision of a computer, ignoring all driving rules in order to maintain maximum speed. It was scary as hell, but a thing of beauty as well.

“FUCK!” Max gasped “we’re safe now, can you slow down!” He asked.

“No, there is a 98% they will catch us. Helicopters are being launched. All police units in the area have been notified.” ALSA stated.

“FUCK” Max gasped again

ALSA on the bridge

“Stephen, my double on the planet has escaped. But there is only a 2% chance of success without backup.” ALSA explained to him

Prime Schwartz looked over to ALSA "What have you done!"

ALSA put the car video on the view screen. "Technically my double is doing this.” ALSA said trying to get out of trouble with Stephen.

“It is still you” Stephen corrected her. “Nice driving by the way” He added as the old mustang was traveling at close to 200 mile per hour dodging between traffic. Even more amazing was there were no other accidents as a result of mustang’s maneuvers. ALSA was calculating collateral effects as well as primary effect.

Prime Schwartz ordered "Ok… send a Transport Ship to save ALSA II”

“She calls herself ALSA De Futuro” ALSA stated to Stephens irritation.

Back on Earth

The two Blackhawk helicopters were closing in and she notice the police had already set up tire blowing strips on the freeway ahead. It was clearly only a matter of minutes before they were recaptured.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GOING TO DO?” Max yelled at her.

“Step on it” ALSA answered as she angled the car towards the steep overpass ramp and increased their speed more.

The transport ship uncloaked just as ALSA De Futuro hit the overpass ramp and went airborne. With a slight smirk on her beautiful face she looks over to Max, who was clinging to the passenger seatback as pale as a ghost as urine wet his pants. The Mustang flew inside the transport ship and stopped. The transport ship then recloaked and was gone.

"Did I Step on it… Sufficiently Max?” ALSA De Futuro asked. Enjoy the human’s speechless reply which involved whimpering.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Erik finally made it to the bridge and started walking over towards Stephan. He noticed the man looking a little flustered and that ALSA had a viewscreen on showing a picture of a shuttle capturing what looked like a car, before recloaking. Well something was obviously going on.

Motioning Walker forward he indicated Stephan. "Prime Schwartz, this is Dr Walker, probably the only mind on the planet able to comprehend any part of our technology and one of the few we would be able to work with."

 

[TertiusHuman]

Prime Schwartz

Stephen turned to face Erik and Walker, the Future and the Past. He gave Walker a heart-felt smile, "Ah Mr Stephenson. The man ahead of his time even when he was held back. It seems like our bold action to bring you up here did not alter the time-line too much, since we are still here."

He motioned to one of the seats and sat down in his own chair.

"Now Mr Fredrikson, I am sure you have a few needs and wants of your own, like the young woman who is in your abode at this moment. But if you wish keep her with you, then we will have to set up the laboratory planet-side. Do you know of a good location? Our records states that Japan and Switzerland will be good points, since there is a lot of work that needs to be done, you will also have to be comfortable where you will stay. Erik I believe would have his own team, so you can ask for your own team as well."

He leaned back into the chair, "But I guess that you have questions for us Mr Fredrikson."

 

[Wolfias]

After all that with the Pilot the expression on Walkers face wasn't much better than Erik's. He's surprised by the honest plain spoken introduction he simply told things as he saw it. He had newfound respect for the man, could've pulled enough G's to make his body ache. But he didn't out of respect for him? Maybe when Walker was being honest with him? Erik didn't find any humor in Walker playing him for a fool, with his superior act to protect the Agents. Either way he's here now and he's about to meet a man that asked his people to take a huge leap of faith. Finally a truly friendly smile of Prime Swartz, it reached his eyes to wrinkle at the corners.

Unlike the people he had been dealing with today, ones who wore practiced masks of deceit. Prime's smile was contagious walker couldn't help but smile as he took the offered seat. Relaxing back into the chair that automatically formed to his body Walker stretches his long legs out crossing them at the ankles. Proudly looking out of place with his tie dyed Jimi Hendrix Tee shirt, Red Hawaiian shirt with multi colored flowers, old faded Levi's with torn knees, black Chuck Taylor high top converse sneakers, a Cubs baseball cap and long white hair tied in a ponytail right below the bottom of the cap. "I'll have to speak to her first ... but if she says no can I stay on the Ship?

All my equipment and Prototypes I recall you agree to bring it up. I especially want you to see the working Prototype of 3E Eternal Energy Engine. Would it be possible to have a non programed ALSA? I developed my own Holographic AI in the lab of my home. Takes a slow breath readies himself to ask the question. "I would like to work with Erik." Looking from Stephen to Erik. "Also be on your team if it's that acceptable to you?" Walker Leans forward pulls his feet back toward the chair to speak of something important. "Last but not least, Prime Shwarts I seek asylum. I don't trust my government from prosecuting me for for Treason. Sighing rubbing the bridge of his nose as a headaches pounding his Temples.

"I have read classified information not copied data to show enemies to harm my home. It was to keep them honest from doing things against established UN Mandates that they've violated before. I was in the Presidents Ready Room I figured out their plan. It is that the USA is going to inform you a routine Satellite will be launched. They will put in as many warheads as they can fit inside hoping the multiple electromagnetic pulses knock out your Ships systems. Another plan they have is set off nuke warheads around Ice Caps. to nuke other vital areas of the planet, the ring of fire to set off every Volcano, Poison 100% of the Ocean and poison the atmosphere and commit Planetary Suicide. If they can't have 100% control it your people will live out your lives in a Ship orbiting a dead Planet. Neither of us what this future and myself with you."

 

[milkmaiden38]

Max Godwin has an idea

The transport ship headed straight for the mothership which was in a high orbit around earth. There were no windows in the transport bay of the ship, so Max Godwin had no idea where he was being taken as he and ALSA sat in the old Mustang. He however did feel the g-forces as the ship accelerated.

“Where are we going?” He asked ALSA De Futuro.

“We are headed to the mothership.” She stated plainly.

“WHAT!” Max gasped. “That was not part of the deal!”

“Leadership wants to question you directly.” ALSA De Futuro explained

“More robots” Max grumbled.

“No, the leadership is human, just like you. So your trick with committing suicide will not work. And don’t trying anything, they have killed, reluctantly, but they have killed people from your time period. I’m sure they won’t think too hard about killing you.” ALSA De Futuro explained.

“Crap” Max grunted. “Hey what does that thing do, looks high tech? He asked ALSA as he pointed with his hand at a large glowing tube on the forward bulkhead in the bay of the transport ship. While ALSA looked toward the tube, Max concealed the gun he had into his coat pocket.

“That is an energy transfer duct. The glow is the plasma transfer.” She explained.

“Oh” Max replied “Can I change my pants before I meet the leadership. I had a little accident during the car chase.” Max asked sheepishly, looking at his urine soaked pants.

“No problem, I will have fresh pair ready when we arrive. You can remove your pants now, if you are uncomfortable” ALSA suggested.

“I know, you are a robot, but I kind of feel uncomfortable being naked next to you” Max stated.

“Don’t worry. Most likely, I will be shut down once we return to the mothership. My mission is complete. So I will not be around much longer to remember what you look like naked.” ALSA told Max.

“Oh” Max said. ALSA comment gave him an idea. He pulled off his pants and underwear, to reveal his huge cock. It was the first time he had a chance to look at it, and even soft, the thing was huge. “Well, call me John Holmes!” Max said to himself.

“Actually, your penis, when hard, will be much bigger than Mr. Holmes.” ALSA stated.

“Hey, I got an idea. When I talk to leadership, I’m going to ask them not to shut you down. I want to use my cock on something before they discard me and it might as well be you. After I fuck you, then they can shut you down.” Max said, proud of his idea.

“Oh Max, you are so romantic, your words are making me wet” ALSA said mockingly.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Erik shook his head as he heard the plans of the U.S Government. How typical of them. From what little he had been able to find out about governments of the era, they were the ones who thought they had the right to make decisions for the whole planet. The plan to attack them was to be expected and they had planned for it. However the plan to poison the world so that it would become uninhabitable for future generations was monstrous.

Eric did some thinking. Everyone knew that the worlds atmosphere started to deteriorate sometime around this time period. What records had survived showed many natural disasters, sudden build up's and flares of pollution problems and massive trauma to the Earth's eco and atmosphere's.

The massive loss of life was one reason they had chosen this time period. If they had to take lives they hoped that those they did would have actually died in the upheavals anyway and so time would not be effected adversely anyway. However thinking about it now and after what Walker had said he began to wonder if they were not the cause of the disaster.

Of course if left unchecked it would eventually happen anyway, but maybe if they had not come back the politicians might have started to listen to the scientists. Now they really had to succeed.

"Don't worry about those missiles, we can deal with them." he said looking at Prime Schwartz and then Walker. "What we need to know are the locations of those bombs. We can scan the volcano's easily and with a bit of modification I think we will be able to deactivate any nukes we find, however the ice caps might be another story. There are quite a few places they could hide them that would foil even our scanners. If they find someplace radioactive for instance we could be in trouble."

 

[TertiusHuman]

Prime Schwartz

Stephen leaned back into his chair, steepling his fingers and resting his mouth against them as he mulled the information over and then looked at ALSA who tried to gain his attention.

"Yes ALSA?"

"Stephen if they have shielded a warhead before removing it from the proximity of other radioactive warheads, we will not be able to locate it. Although Max Gold might have an idea of where they took the device. They are en-route and..."

ALSA blushed slightly and then turned from the gathering, "They should arrive shortly."

Stephen cocked an eyebrow and then looked back at the two scientists.

"Right, so let's give you some answers Mr Fredrikson. As soon as you like, you can contact your young lady, it will be through the television since we have some difficulty to use your hard lines and cellular towers without blacking out everything else. If she says no then the work can continue on the Ship, though I would have preferred it planet side. But if you feel better here then we can do it all here. I am certain that you and Erik can return planet-side to retrieve all work and we can retrieve all your data from here.

As for an unprogramed ALSA, no, you can't have one since they are all programmed with her basic AI. We can produce an avatar for your AI though, it will just take a few hours to grow the necessary parts. As for working with Erik, I leave that up to the two of you since the two of you have some rough parts to overcome. I can't order Erik to work with you, I can only ask him, the choce stays his own. And Mr Fredrikson, there is no my team and your team, it is our team, just with different representatives.

If you know of any engineers and scientists that could be useful, I'd like some names so that I can ask the World leaders if they can work with us to merge our technologies.

As for asylum, if anybody tries to harm you, I will make sure to take harsh action, since we need you to obtain our goals. I will place you under our protection and refuse extradition requests since this is not political at all. This is about saving our planet and actually get to the part where we can actually visit the stars as a peaceful race, not a dieing one.

Now I have only one more question for you.

How did you get this information on the government plans?"

 

[Wolfias]

Walker looks at ALSA having assumed she was a real woman blush, he wonders what that was all about. Hoping whoever this Max Gold was does know where the damned Nuke is. When Stephen said "Let's give you some answers Mr. Fredrickson." Walker leans forward putting elbows on his knees and clasped hands under his chin, eagerly listening to what he is about to say.

"As soon as you like, you can contact your young lady, it will be through the television since we have some difficulty to use your hard lines and cellular towers without blacking out everything else. If she says no then the work can continue on the Ship, though I would have preferred it planet side. But if you feel better here then we can do it all here. I am certain that you and Erik can return planet-side to retrieve all work and we can retrieve all your data from here."

"If I may...? Use your name." Walker continued. "Stephen I thank you for letting me call my companion Samantha. And I will work Earth-side as you prefer, Sam may even like to live in Sweden. And appreciate you letting me retrieve my work and data. Now, I know a way you communicate on an individual basis, WE build a device to reduce the multitude of frequencies you use. This way you can avoid blacking out everything and speak privately when necessary to do so. The thing is WE must all think in reverse engineering terms to get any where, I'm positive in the archives technology that has cutaway images of the next generation of what where earth using on earth now. It'll be function over form. Meaning its basically a box made out off your material, monitors and digital readouts. But it's just prototype 1. it only has to work then it's prettied up a bit later on."

"As for an un-programed ALSA, no. You can't have one since they're all programmed with her basic AI. We can produce an avatar for your AI though, it will just take a few hours to grow the necessary parts. As for working with Erik, I leave that up to the two of you since the two of you have some rough parts to overcome. I can't order Erik to work with you, I can only ask him, the choice stays his own. And Mr Fredrikson, there is no my team and your team, it is our team, just with different representatives."

"I understand that I can't have an ALSA, but a Avatar is just what I need to place my AIAA. Artificial Intelligent Autonomous Algorithm ... Aiaa I think it's quite a lovely name for her. Erik .. before Prime Swartz and ALSA we have saying 'Bury the Hatchet' Any disagreement is not to be brought up again, Can we work together and leave the hatchet buried now? As Stephen said we have some rough parts to overcome I'm willing to smooth them out. Also being it is our team as Stephen says, let's win to save our Planet the best home any could have."

"If you know of any engineers and scientists that could be useful, I'd like some names so that I can ask the World leaders if they can work with us to merge our technologies."

"I just happen to know a group of Scientist with underground clean energy projects like my own. Hiroshi Ito, Ida Baer, Alexis Ivano, Jamie Montgomery, Pete Dundee and myself. These represent Japan, Germany, Russia, England, Australia and America. We've been at work in secret for years together on radical theories, time tested Prototypes. Unfortunately they are dying, Cancer, Alzheimers, ALS Cystic Fibrosis and simply Old age with Arthritis. Our medicine cannot cure them. I pray you have the ability to cure these diseases and in Pete's save their minds."

"As for asylum, if anybody tries to harm you, I will make sure to take harsh action, since we need you to obtain our goals. I will place you under our protection and refuse extradition requests since this is not political at all. This is about saving our planet and actually get to the part where we can actually visit the stars as a peaceful race, not a dying one."

"Thank you for granting my asylum ... much more than I can possibly find words for Sir." The emotion in his voice obvious as he spoke, his hands clearly trembling as he sits there. Walker reached up to pinch the bridge of his nose to stop tears from welling in his eyes.

"Now I have only one more question for you." How did you get this information on the government plans?"

"I've developed Mini Bots the size of a Mosquito, and put them in a plastic food wrapper in the Presidential Bunker. I bypassed security in the Department of Defense, Pentagon and I have released them at a high tech Military Installation. They're programed to seek out the Mainframe Computers, gave me access to Top Secret or Classified Information. They're programed to go undetected, by drawing just enough power to send information anytime. Sitting back in his chair with a sigh. "Having kept it quiet for many years, it's nice to say it out loud to someone. I feel no shame in knowing what the very country I love is keeping secret from us.

Speaking for my generation, most of us care about what kind of a world we leave behind. They were taught that 'Peace and Love' was not just a Slogan, but the way to the future with a clean and healthy Mother Earth our one and only home. Sadly we didn't do enough to prevent your future that's so bad to the point you found a way via time travel to escape it.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Max Godwin fires his gun at the ceiling!

“So I’m making you wet!” Max repeated proudly. The man had a big ego, and so ALSA De Futuro mocking tone was lost on him. His cock started to harden, impressively so, at the thought of a horny robot!

“My cock is so good, it even excites a robot! Shit ALSA, want to give it a few strokes?” Max asked ALSA De Futuro.

ALSA was programed not to harm humans, but that did not mean she had to follow their orders. ALSA could have said no. But she knew Max was being brought in for questioning by Stephen. She calculated based upon Max Godwin psychological profile that sexual pleasure and his desirability to the opposite sex was important to Max. This fact may be an important tool in getting him to talk. So she decided to agree to his request, but not right away.

ALSA De Futuro looked at his hardening cock with desire in her eyes. Then she glanced away.

“Mr. Godwin! We are here on serious business. I don’t have time…” ALSA stated

Max interrupted ALSA “I saw the look you gave my cock. You want to stroke it. Come on, there is enough time for a few strokes!”

ALSA turned her head and stared at Max’s monstrous cock. She reached over with one hand hesitantly.

“It’s ok, it won’t bite” Max said.

ALSA reached out, slowly, and touched his huge cock. It throbbed at her touch. She wrapped her fingers around as much of the shaft as possible. The big thing grew harder in her grip. The power ALSA had over this man's pleasure and organ surprised her. Her touching his cock had transformed it from semi-hard to hard as steel. She held the cock as best as she could given its thickness and stroked it back and forth. Max Godwin closed his eyes and moaned. Then he started to thrust his hips, giving himself over to her ministrations. She stroked him and then added her other hand. His huge shaft, sliding back and forth, between her hands. She paid special attention to the rim around his cock head, as Max moaned more. Max leaned back against the car seat, his feet planted firmly on the floor and his huge dick completely in ALSA's control. ALSA started to stroke him faster that was when she noticed something heavy was in his coat pocket.

The transport ship decelerated as it entered the mothership. ALSA and Max Godwin felt the reverse g-forces as the transport prepared to land inside the mothership.

“We have to stop” ALSA warned Max.

“Nooo just a few more strokes.” Max gasped in panic.

ALSA did as he requested and to her surprise, the man's huge cock swelled, and his dick slit opened wide. A massive long rope of jism spurted forth, and sprayed against the ceiling of the mustang as Max gasped in pleasure. “OH FUCK” he moaned. As several more spurts followed it, over and over, before the spasms subsided. Max opened his eyes, shook himself a few times. It had been the most amazing orgasm of his life.

“Shit that felt good! I always knew guys with bigger cocks, had it better.” Max said to himself.

“Ok Max, we need to go.” ALSA said.

He opened the door to the mustang and stepped out. ALSA did the same and told him to follow her. They walked out of the transport ship and into landing bay of the mothership, which was huge and very impressive. He did not seem bothered by the fact, he was not wearing pants. ALSA led him to the passageway to the bridge. Waiting for him was a new pair of pants and underwear.

“Please put these on.” ALSA requested. As Max started to put on his underwear, ALSA reached into his coat pocket and grab his gun.

“HEY!” Max said trying to straighten up and get his gun back. ALSA bent the gun into a wad of metal before he stood back up.

“Max, if you are nice, I can be nice. But if you do something stupid, the leadership will kill you and you’ll never feel one of those amazing orgasms again.” ALSA told him. “Now please follow me” She added placing the metal on the table where the pants ad been.

A few minutes later Max Godwin, enter the bridge of the mothership. The people he saw there surprised him. Two people were from the future, another female robot kind of like ALSA De Futuro, and a guy wearing a tie dyed Jimi Hendrix Tee shirt, Hawaiian shirt over it with multi colored flowers, a Cubs baseball cap and a ponytail. The last guy pissed him off as soon as he saw him. “Fucking hippie” he thought to himself.

ALSA De Futuro stood next to Max and said “Stephen, here is Max Godwin as requested.”

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Erik looked at Walker and nodded his head. While he might not agree with everything he said and did, at least it seemed he had been doing a few things right. Besides he was correct on one thing, they would need his and other scientists like him, help if they were to change their future.

"Very well Walker I am willing to 'Bury the Hatchet' as you suggest and work with you. I have a few people in mind that can work with us and these Scientists of yours can be gathered up. Those list of diseases should be a simple matter to cure, although old age is still old age. However there is a procedure we can do much like the transference of the AI into a ALSA blank. Still before that there are other treatments to try as that would be a last resort."

He looked to Stephan and nodded. "It would be best to start this straight away."

 

[Stalzyn]

Long overdue.....

The tiny one seat space-pod flew tragectorily out of Alaska, straight towards the looming mothership orbiting like a natural satellite round the earth. With its cloaking on, the Black Hedgehog was invincible to both the naked eyes and the radar technologies of this time.

On approaching, the mothership read the signature of the pod and that of its pilot before opening the hatch. The oval pod now docked in the bay opened with a hissing sound to reveal a perplexed soldier on the controls.

Zenith Frankenstein sat with gaze transfixed on the flat disk lying in his gloved palm. His mind for the umpteenth time replayed yesterday's scene vividly like it was happening all over again.
Bodies on the floor, blood on the wall, dripping from the ceiling. Bullet holes on every object still standing. She knelt before him, breathing hard. A graze on her elbow when she had come in contact with the broken window as she swayed from his shots. Blood oozing from her wounded thigh.. her hands behind her head. His double barreled Botstag 23x aimed at her forehead. She raised her face to meet his. "Mother." The words inaudibly escaped him.

"Mother." He found himself repeating, eyes shut tight and teeth gnashed.
Opening his hazel orbs the flat disk stared back at him. The future's most advanced motion recorder. Prime Schwartz wants everything recorded.
Make sure the world know you are one man.
Well all details of his mission was in there. In the 10.7 mm flat-oval shaped disk.

He exhaled heavily then stepped out of the craft. He placed the disk into his pocket, tugged in his gun and then straightened up. Her face was still flashing before him and then Antonio's followed. He squinted his eyes to dismiss it. Momentarily it was gone, retreating to the dark recesses of his mind...

Prime Schwartz had a question to answer. One that could affect the chess board.

"Zenith Frankenstein reporting for evaluation." The genetic three eyed infiltrator and commando said in a stern pose. His gaze fixed on the steel door of the command center.

 

[Wolfias]

Upon seeing this Max Godwin character Walker didn't react to a close minded judgmental look. Having gotten used to it back in his twenties when he and his fellow Hippies would go into their College Town. His kind of person never could grasp the concept of a different way of life than the one they believed in. From what Walker saw on the video feed, it just looked like he was scared shitless. It was hilarious but Walker had more important things to occupy his mind, the gears inside ever turning in thought.

"I certainly agree we should start right away Erik. But first. Thank you for choosing to work together. As for whoever you have in mind ... I'm sure they're up to the task." Walker has to breath a deep sigh of sadness for his long time colleague as they couldn't treat old age. "As you said earlier of old age. I must say, time always will be the enemy of mortals."

After a respectful pause Walker has a wry grin curls upon his lips. "It's best if I make first contact with my friends, we only respond to each other when it concerns certain things. Oh, a simple information reducer should do the trick between our communication tech." Rubbing the salt n pepper stubble on his chin before he grins. "I'm very pleased that you have the means to bring my AIHAA project to fruition.

Rubbing his hands together briskly. "I'm ready to get to work on the most important thing with everyone ... save Mother Earth."

 

[TertiusHuman]

Stephen noticed the distaste on the face of Max when he looked at Walker, in turn Walker didn't seem impressed at all with Max. At least Walker and Erik have come to terms, so to speak. He got to his feet, holding a hand to Walker, "Thank you for your co-operation Mr Fredrikson. Erik will see to the further details of our plans and discussion. He is much more knowledgeable than myself and should be able to answer and help you much better."

It was a dismissal and just Stephen's style, to the point but not abrupt nor brusque. After Erik and and Walker have taken their leave, Stephen focused on Max. He didn't know what it was about the man, the way he looked, the way he studied ALSA like she was naked and ready to please him or just the smug stance. He controlled his temper and turned to the view screens, "Mr Gold. You are here because not only did you force ALSA to reveal her non-human nature, you were the cause of her having to take drastic actions to avoid capture and then you went even further and coerced her to provide you with a sexual favor. The extend of your ego and your ignorance is astounding."

He turned to face Max and took one step closer, "And don't think that with the slight boost given to you by the nanite treatment you are invulnerable. If I find for one moment that you are lieing or even trying to deceive us, your live will end in a hell that will make you wish you stuck with cancer."

His eyes bored into Max', never flinching or even blinking, as Max looked away, Stephen knew his point had carried across.

"ALSA allow Frankenstein entrance."