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Author: cmsix
Title: NanoVirus
Part: 035
Universe: Nanoverse
Summary: Earth is being purged by the aliens that created life there.
Keywords: NanoVirus
Language: English and North East Texan

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   Chapter 35

   Well fuck.  What now?  Things were looking so good just five minutes
ago. Now I get news of probable extermination in sixty hours.  What could I
do about it?  Not a fucking thing.  All I could do was worry for sixty
hours.

   Had the drone reported on us even though it had assured us it wouldn't?
Had the Aliens left some other tattletale that even the drone didn't know
about?  How had they found out?  I guessed that it didn't matter now.  They
knew.  They even knew that it was me that they wanted to talk to.  How
could they have known that without the drone telling them I was the
ringleader?

   This was exactly what I'd worried about when we first gained
communication with the viruses and the drone.  Now it was coming to pass.
Should I have left the drone alone?  Given the circumstances I know that I
couldn't have.  The drone was too powerful and too useful to ignore.  All I
could do now was hope that the Aliens didn't kill us all.  I sure as hell
couldn't think of a way to stop them.

   I decided to go to bed alone and try to consider any options I could
think of.  I asked my virus, and through it the drone to keep this secret
from everyone else.  I might as well let them have a last few days of
happiness since it seemed that all our days could easily end soon.  I also
asked my virus if it could do anything to help me seem normal when I got up
in the morning.

   If it hadn't been for my communication with my virus I could have never
slept that night.  As it was the virus slipped me right off into
unconsciousness and I slept through until seven AM.  When I woke I
surprised myself by feeling good and fairly calm.  I started to ask my
virus if it was responsible for my feelings of well-being and then I cut
that request short.  I was sure it was responsible but I didn't really want
to know how.

   I spent the day just walking around the place and talking to the people
there.  They were my friends and my responsibility.  I just tried to get to
know the ones that I didn't know that well and I tried to enjoy the company
of those that I did know.  I spent a lot of time with Nancy, Karen, Shelly
and Sarah.  I teased and flirted with Susan and her twins.  I had time to
talk to Johnny and let him know how proud I was of him and his work on the
place.  I knew that we might all be doomed but I was able to keep that in
the back of my mind and put on a good front for everyone else.

   I spent the next day at the hotel doing the same types of things. 
Keeping myself involved with what was going on and concentrating on getting
to know my people better.  The drone had been careful not to let the bad
news slip out and it was heartening to me to see the good attitude everyone
had.

   The call-ups had been spread farther and we were expecting nearly three
thousand today.  We were also getting around two to three hundred a day at
the other facilities.  Things were looking good all over while our possible
doom was approaching at a speed faster than light.  I tried to keep my mind
on the positive aspects.  I knew that it would be pulled into the reality
soon enough.

   At the end of the day I was tired.  I went back to the place for supper.
After I'd eaten I went into my study and closed the door shutting myself in
alone.  I wanted to check on our approaching doom in private.

   "How long now?" I asked my virus.

   "You will need to meet them at approximately eight AM." It replied.

   It had taken to addressing me in a slightly modified version of my own
voice.  It actually seemed like I was talking to my self.  No real sounds
were made but somehow my voice came to me from my auditory nerves.  If I
hadn't been so preoccupied I would have probably asked my virus about the
exact mechanism.

   "You have been very upset since you got this news.  The drone has wanted
to point some things out to you but it and I have been hesitant.  Do you
feel that you could consider some things with me now?" My virus asked.

   "Go ahead then.  Let me have it but one point at a time please." I told
it.

   "Very well.  First you should know that the Aliens almost never contact
species that are to be terminated.  You know from your own planet's
experience that no contact was made before the terminations were
initiated." My virus told me.

   "I see, what usually prompts the Aliens to contact a target then?" I
asked.

   "Except for some special cases species are not contacted unless they are
to be informed about the Alien's existence.  This usually happens shortly
after a species has discovered a way to travel faster than light." My virus
informed me.

   "I guess we can discount that possibility.  Do they ever contact species
that aren't about to discover faster than light travel?" I wanted to know.

   "They have contacted three species previously that were not to that
stage of development." It said.

   "What was the reason for these contacts?" I asked.

   "Try not to let this discourage you without considering it fully.  The
three species were contacted as an experiment for roughly the same reasons
that your species was interfered with.  The species were wallowing in
self-absorbed activities.  None were making progress toward discovery. 
They were all mostly concerned with wars, religion and politics on their
planet.  Their main leaders were contacted and urged to quit these
non-productive pursuits.  They were asked to consolidate their worlds and
concentrate on research and space exploration." My virus explained.

   "In other words the Aliens appeared and told them to get with the
program or die." I thought to it bitterly.

   "Not exactly.  They were just encouraged to 'get with the program' as
you said.  They were not threatened.  As I explained they were all
experimental contacts with the hope of salvaging a seeding that had lost
its focus, so to speak.  I should add that all three contacts were carried
out differently and studied closely.  They all failed and all ended in
total sterilization of the planets." The virus said.

   "Exactly what part of this portion should I not be discouraged about? 
You've said that we are in a similar situation and that failed experiments
at this stage have all ended in sterilization.  That doesn't seem to leave
much to hope for." I pointed out.

   "You are in a roughly similar situation in one sense but you are the
first species to receive this type of treatment.  Believe me what has gone
on here will be studied thoroughly.  It is true that the Aliens have
sterilized all planets that were contacted before they had made out of
system explorations.  It is also true that the contacts were not the reason
for the sterilizations and that the contacts were actually attempts to
'steer' the species toward the desired direction." My virus explained.

   "Yes, but we had already been 'steered' without contact.  We were
pruned, for want of a better term." I said.

   "You weren't steered.  You were given no hints to lead you in any
direction.  Your civilization was destroyed and enough of your species was
left to enable a new civilization to be built.  The drone assumes that a
more acceptable civilization was hoped for." My virus told me.

   "Is there a point that the drone is trying to make in this discussion?
I'll admit that what you've told me has allayed my fear of immediate
termination slightly." I said.

   "That was the main point.  That and to inform you that no first contact
has ever been made for the purpose of informing a species that they are to
be sterilized.  The drone suspects that if you were to be terminated you
would not have been summoned to an audience.  The drone believes that if
you were to be terminated it would have been ordered to initiate the
sterilization." My virus said.

   "In other words I should not assume we are marked for elimination yet."
I asked.

   "Exactly.  The drone believes that your best course of action is to wait
and see what happens without worrying.  Especially since the drone cannot
formulate any alternative course of action." My virus told me.

   "Very well.  Please help me to sleep restfully until an hour and a half
before I'm to be contacted." I requested of my virus.

   I left my study and as I went out the door I saw Nancy and Sarah
approaching me.  Nancy had a determined look on her face.

   "Come on over to the kitchen with us Jack.  We're going to fix you a
little snack and then we're going to put you to bed." Nancy ordered.

   Frankly I was glad to.  Just Nancy's appearance made me feel better and
Sarah's beautiful presence was always an attitude booster.  As far as I
knew there wasn't an unattractive female left alive on the planet.  Most of
them probably qualified as beautiful.  I might have mentioned it before but
Sarah was what I'd call astoundingly beautiful, and she seemed to get more
beautiful as time passed.  She was just more than perfect in every way. 
Sarah, Nancy and Shelly had an uncanny ability to make me feel better just
with their proximity.  I just felt more at ease and really more nearly
complete when they were near me.  I know that it sounds stupid but that was
how they made me feel.  Just as we got to the kitchen Shelly appeared from
the guest quarters' elevator.  Nancy started cooking and in a few minutes
they all sat with me.

   "What's gone wrong now Jack?" Nancy asked.

   I nearly tried to lie to them but decided it wouldn't work.  I told them
the problem.

   "The Aliens are coming back.  They want to talk to me in the morning. 
The drone doesn't know why but it doesn't think they have come back to do
us in.  The drone says I should just try to remain calm and see what they
want." I spilled it.

   "Ain't that a bitch?  The drone doesn't have any idea what's up?" Nancy
asked.

   "If it does it hasn't mentioned it." I told her.

   "Did the drone say that they wanted to talk to you specifically?" Shelly
asked.

   "That's what got me going in the first place.  Why would they want to
talk to me?  They are bound to have information that let them know that I
was communicating with their drone and using it.  I just wonder if they are
upset about it." I said.

   Nancy got up and fixed me a plate and then put it and a cup of coffee in
front of me.  We just sat in silence for a few minutes as I ate.

   "I think that the drone is right Jack.  I think that you should just try
to relax, get some rest and then face the music when it starts playing.  I
can't even begin to think of one fucking thing that we can do about it
anyway." Sarah said, making perfect sense.

   "I think you're right and I'm just glad the three of you found me and
made me fess up.  Anyone want to go lay down and snuggle?" I asked them. 
They all wanted to.

   We went into my bedroom and got into bed.  I kissed and snuggled with
the three of them.  Somehow sex wasn't on my mind at the time.  Finally I
gave them all a last goodnight kiss and our viruses sent us all into
dreamland.  It was rare, especially since the communication with the
viruses had started, but I did dream that night.  I don't remember the
dreams but I do remember they were pleasant.

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   To be continued

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