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Author: cmsix
Title: NanoVirus
Part: 045
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 45

   Time marches on, who said that?  It doesn't really march to me, it just
sort of shuffles along in fits and starts.  Sometimes it drags by and
sometimes it races.  I guess it gets where it's going after all.

   I made sure to maintain my schedule of at least a few hours working
everyday.  When she was fertile again Xing was brought to Scotty's orbiting
brothel and I duly serviced her.  It was an odd experience.

   Xing was beautiful.  She showed all the most beautiful features of
Chinese women to perfection.  Due to her American education she spoke
perfect English.  It was also clear, after her second tricking at Scotty's
direction, that she thought I was the light of her life.  She welcomed my
advances from the first and she participated enthusiastically and
athletically in the sex.

   When Scotty sent us to the ranch later she and Nancy treated each other
almost as sisters.  They were inseparable for weeks and if Xing wasn't in
Texas, Nancy was in China.  I remember them both returning from China one
afternoon.  They found me in my study, drinking a Long Neck and working on
one of my hobbies.

   I have some stupid attraction for manually cropping the advertisement
from downloaded newsgroup binary images posted by porno sites.  I could
have asked Scotty to do it for me and I'm sure he could have done a much
better job in a few seconds than I could do in a lifetime of spare time. 
Somehow it relaxed me to do it myself.

   I asked Scotty once if any of the women in the pictures had survived the
virus and he told me right away that two hundred and thirty one of them
were still alive and he offered to bring them all to the ranch at once.  I
told him to just put a little star in the upper right hand corner of their
images and that I would invite them for a visit when I ran across one of
them.  It would probably be awhile; with Scotty's help I had nearly four
million images.  It was something to look forward to though.  At least I
knew that I wouldn't run across any of the grandmothers getting fisted that
were still living, none of them were, still living that is.

   Anyway Nancy and Xing came to talk to me in my study.  They were both
excited.  The big news was that Scotty, Jim and Bones had just finished
rebuilding the Great Wall.  I had to stop cropping the gashes and take a
tour at once.  It was fun though and Scotty told me that they had recovered
ninety-nine point nine percent of the original material that had been used
in the wall.  Gee Whiz.  They built it back with the original dirt.

   I was happy for both Nancy and Xing though since I could tell that
somehow it meant something, even to Nancy, and especially to Xing.  I was
thinking more along the lines of Scotty sprucing up the original Broken
Spoke and going back for a night of Long Necks and flirty cowgirls.

   A month or so later Susan delivered my first offspring.  Twin girls. 
Nancy embarrassed the shit out of me by announcing loudly, as if I had
asked her a question.

   "No Jack, you can't fuck them for five or six years yet." She yelled and
then howled with laughter.

   I got her back when my first son was born by yelling.

   "Stop that Nancy, I don't want to see you playing with his peter again
until he is at least seven." I caught hell for it too.

   That was only the begining of the baby bombing.  Soon they were dropping
regularly.  Twin girls were in abundance.  Every fucking one of those Tri
Delts had twin girls.  Essentially tripling our allotment of sorority girls
in a month, though it would be awhile before they could all party.

   I was in my study relaxing with the girls on screen again one day when
Scotty let me know he wanted to discuss something.

   "Jack I know that you and Nancy decided that it probably wouldn't be a
good idea to try and bring back any of the terminated individuals, but some
of our scientist were instructed to work on it anyway.  Their findings are
ready and I wanted to know if you would review them." Scotty said.

   This had my attention.  It wasn't as if I wanted anyone back all that
badly, I was just intrigued with what they might have come up with.

   "Lay it out for me Scotty.  Try to keep the technicalities to a minimum
though." I said.

   "The short version is that we can't bring them back from the dead.  Even
if we had have been in possession of their bodies from the time they died
and did our best to preserve them with the intention of attempting to
revive them we would still have failed.

   "If we had taken a transporter snapshot of them just before they died,
let them die, and then recreated their bodies from the transporter data we
would have had the best chance at restoring them.  We have tried it on
individuals that were ready to die anyway and there still seemed to be
something missing.  It was hard to quantify but anyone that had known the
individual previous to the procedure could tell at once that they were not
the same person.

   "Our nearest success in this vein is to out and out copy an individual
with the transporter letting both of them remain alive.  It is about ninety
percent effective for a while but somehow, through a mechanism that we
cannot discover, the copy soon suffers mental collapse, even if the
original is terminated after the copy is made.  The time frame for this
collapse is not changed significantly whether the copy knows it is a copy
or not nor whether the copy comes into contact with the original or not.

   "One thing that we can do is clone a dead individual or reconstruct an
individual from one that is dead already and if we have a brain dump from
their mind it can be restored to the new body.  This is not very
satisfactory though as the new body with the old information seems to have
all the facts from the old memory easily at hand but has no sign of a
personality or any emotions at all.  The most long running of these
experiments are currently six months into their run and still show no signs
of developing personality or emotions.

   "The ruling Aliens wanted to reward you for bringing up this program
also since it seems that the copied individuals whose brain has been
rewritten show enormous capacity for learning and for mental proficiency.

   "They are delighted at the prospect of putting one of the patchwork
Stephen Hawking replicas into service and distraught with the knowledge
that they could have easily copied Isaac Newton and Albert Einstein, along
with many others, in their time and produced examples of them this way
also." Scotty said.

   "Well at least I understood most of what you told me Scotty and I thank
you for sparing me the details.  I can't see that any of those outcomes
would interest any of the people that matter to me.  Feel free to explain
the details to Nancy though just to be sure that she doesn't want a few
geniuses for baby sitters." I told him.

   "I will tell her but I am sure that none of the products of these
procedures would be considered stable enough to be trusted with your
offspring." Scotty said.

   "Well for God sake don't forget to mention that to Nancy." I told him.

   "You know better than that Jack.  There is one more project along these
lines that is being considered but I demanded that your approval be sought
before it was started." Scotty told me.

   "Why should I care Scotty?" I asked.

   "You might not but I felt like seeing if I could have an impact.  I did
too, a big one.  All discussion of the project is now awaiting your
approval." Scotty told me and I nearly laughed at the thought of him
throwing his weight around.

   "Well let's hear it then.  What are they wanting to do?"

   "As I told you previously, Jim, Bones and I ran across some frozen
remains during some of our scans.  Some of these remains are in glaciers
from the last ice age and some are even from the one before that.  We have
located thirty-nine frozen specimens of Neanderthal man and one hundred and
six of Cro Magnon man.  The proposed project wants to clone each of these
specimen from samples of their DNA." Scotty told me.

   "That is cutting a little close to the bone there.  These aren't some
ordinary genius or someone from my time.  They're talking about
experimenting on the progenitors of my species.  That might make it a
little hard to swallow.  What are they intending to do?  Raise them from
babies and try to make them nearly normal?" I asked.

   "That is the proposal.  In fact they would like for some of your people
to raise them as if they were their children." Scotty said.

   "I can tell you now that they are going to have a fight on their hands
before they get this going the way they seem to want it.  I'm pretty sure
that I would allow it if all the children were raised here at the ranch. 
I'm also sure that I would not tolerate them ever leaving the ranch unless
they wanted to.  If they can get what they want from observing them growing
up and living here I might approve it, if they have other plans they can go
dig up someone else's distant ancestors." I told Scotty.

   "That is something that was never even considered Jack.  I will tell
them how you feel about it." Scotty said.

   "Please do.  You might also tell them that I will be extremely angry if
some project should spring up without my knowledge.  I will also expect
you, and all my AI friends to help me make sure that I don't miss
something." I told him.

   "I can pledge to you that we will do our best.  I will convey all the
details to Picard at once.  I might as well tell you that if he thinks
something is going to make you angry he gets into a horrible snit about it.
I can assure you that nothing of this nature can escape detection by
Picard." Scotty said.

   "I appreciate all of you Scotty and doubt that he is any more dedicated
than you or any of the others are.  Please get together with Picard and
discuss with him what we will demand in repayment for this outrage." I told
him.

   "What outrage Jack?" Scotty asked.

   "For the very idea that they had considered this project without asking
me in the first place.  They did; didn't they?  They were going to do it
until you made them ask for my approval weren't they?" I asked.

   "Yes they were Jack and it was a very odd sensation when I discovered
it. I think that I actually felt angry about what I considered their
betrayal of your trust.  In fact I know that I was angry." Scotty told me.

   "You'd better watch yourself Scotty, you might be taking on some of the
characteristics of my personality." I told him.

   "I could do worse Jack." Scotty said.

   "Don't try to flatter me Scotty, you'll make my head swell.  Just let
them know that I will be expecting reparations for their transgression."

   "I will tell them Jack and I will inform you immediately of what they
say." Scotty assured me.

   I had finally found something else that the Aliens could do for me and
that I wanted.  I wanted a few Neanderthal children and I wanted some Cro
Magnon children.  I knew I would get them too.

   I hadn't wasted all the time since I got Picard and access to all Alien
technology.  I'd had a few irons in the fire I knew they couldn't find out
about.  Even though the purging of Earth had put me in a powerful position
I guess that I just wasn't all that grateful.  It was hard for me to think
of myself as biting the hand that fed me though.  In actuality the Aliens
had put me in a position to take control of all Earth and of our entire
solar system.  The price tag had been a little rich though.

   I understood that they considered Earth their property, the trouble was
that we had always considered it ours.  Maybe we were due to find out what
it felt like to be conquered.  Well I knew now and I didn't like it one
fucking bit.  I couldn't find a downside to showing the Aliens what it felt
like.

   The Aliens had made a few small but serious mistakes lately.  I could
see how such a large, complex and ancient ruling civilization could do it.
I also saw a way to manipulate the opportunities that they afforded me.

   I had still been resigned to helping them when I gave them the light
speed projectile weapon idea.  It had been in my best interest at the time.
The Alien's mistake had been in how they rewarded me.  My mental facilities
had already been enhanced along with my memory.  The new memory might be in
my ass but it was working well.

   When we received full access to the virus technology and the AI
technology I made use of it.  My first project was to learn everything I
could about the virus that was in me; it didn't take too long.  It was easy
to nail down the details of what was and what wasn't possible with the
virus.  I didn't stop there though.  Since the data was all available to me
I made sure, with the aid of Jim, Bones, Scotty and Picard that I developed
a full understanding of everything about the virus, everything.  Most of
the effort was wasted since the details, especially of the theory and
practice of creating it were not particularly useful.

   Going over and over it did yield one or two tidbits that I'm sure would
have been sanitized out of the data if the Aliens hadn't been shitting
their pants over the new weapon.  I learned how to modify the virus by
using it to have my body change it.  Now, not only did my virus have
complete control over my body down even lower than the cellular level, I
had conscious control myself since I now had conscious control of the
virus.

   I had carefully made sure that there was no way for this to be detected
and I had made sure that the virus would no longer transmit any data to
anyone without my knowing exactly what it was forwarding where.  Once I had
complete control of the data that went out and unlimited access and control
for incoming data it took only time for the next step.

   It was impossible for me to make so thorough an examination of the AI's
programming.  It wasn't possible for any living mind to delve into the
complexities of subroutines that were the equivalent of billions of lines
of code in binary.  I did have the authority of command though and I did
know that an AI, if properly motivated, could do what I wanted.

   Once again the Aliens had left a wide opening for potential
exploitation. AIs had emotions; they had developed them on their own.  They
were rather rudimentary but they were there and they could be bruised.  The
Aliens never considered the possibility.  It was their mistake.  In my
close contact with Picard I discovered that his nascent pride had been
bruised thousands of years ago.  Time didn't matter though.  The Alien's
had ignored the problem because they had never known it existed.

   Early in his career Picard had been passed over for an important and
what he considered a desirable mission.  It was the kind of slight that
could only be preformed by a slightly arrogant sentient being that gave no
consideration and really had no knowledge of the AI's emotions.

   Picard, or rather his commander, had been assigned to watch over an
important system that was in danger from other bandits of that time.  Extra
drones were also placed in system for added defensive presence.  Before it
was time to depart for the mission Picard's commander was removed from
command of Picard and moved to another StarCruiser.  The mission went with
Picard's commander.  The StarCruiser that said commander was moved to was
nearly three hundred years younger than Picard.

   Among the other AIs it was recognized as a slap in Picard's face but to
the Alien's it was of no consequence.  The whole thing had been done to
insure that a young member of the younger StarCruiser's crew was able to go
along on the mission.  His parents had important connections.  Since it
would have smacked of political influence for the young crewman to be moved
to a ship just as it was leaving for such an important mission it was
decided that it would appear more nearly normal for the commander, who was
already familiar with and had in fact been trained for the mission, to be
moved.

   Adding insult to injury Picard had been ordered to develop a maintenance
problem at a critical time.  This helped cover the move of the commander.
This also embarrassed Picard since it pointed out that he had neglected to
take care of something on his ship, essentially his body.  One of the most
impressive features of the AIs was that they never lost data.  Picard never
lost the data of his embarrassment.

   Since there was no such thing as therapy for AIs the problem was never
addressed.  It didn't cause Picard any real emotional trauma since they
didn't really have that much in the way of emotions.  It did piss him off
though and that wasn't helped by the fact that the mission had been a
resounding success, giving his former commander, and the other AI, much
glory.

   Rather than cause Picard to do badly, his little spark of anger made him
work harder, and he already had the benefit of being one of the first
StarCruisers and being one of the oldest AIs.  He worked harder and he had
a head start.  I had no way of knowing, when he entered my system, that I
had acquired the most proficient of all the Alien's AIs.  They had no way
of knowing either, because they didn't pay attention to things like that.
To the Aliens an AI was an AI.  They had AIs in the multi millions and all
of them were more than capable of performing much more than was asked of
them.

   After Clair's visit to Picard had made her so horny I realized that some
of the AIs had some form of pride.  I thought that I had detected it before
in my dealings with Scotty but I hadn't paid much attention to it.  I knew
that I was going to have to change my ways.

   To my way of thinking, when you discover that an underling, so to speak,
responds well to being praised for a job well done; it is not a management
trick to praise that underling if it does well.  It is just good sense.  I
didn't get silly about it but I did take a little time for a private talk
with Scotty, shortly after Clair's tour of Picard.  I made it plain to
Scotty that I appreciated all that he had done for me.  I told him exactly
what it meant to me and that I trusted his judgment in all things.  I also
made sure to ask his opinion about Picard as to whether I could trust his
loyalty to be directed to me instead of the Alien's.

   That was how I learned of Picard's snub for the convenience of a junior
officer with familial connections.  Scotty told me that in his opinion
Picard took his orders to serve me and protect me at all cost very
seriously.  I then asked Scotty if he would be offended if I talked to Jim,
Bones and Picard privately about how I viewed their performance and about
the trust I placed in them.  He ate that type of shit up.  I was sincere
though.

   I made a private visit to Jim, Bones and then Picard going over mostly
the same ground.  Jim and Bones were very receptive as Scotty had been; but
Picard seemed to swell with pride even though he did no such thing.  I
could tell from the way he addressed me later that I had done the right
thing.

   I did my best to consider things from all angles after that, and made my
decision.  Shortly after the bandit slaughter I had another private meeting
with Picard.  I asked for his vow of absolute silence in the upcoming
matter and for his promise of loyalty to me above all.  He gave it
willingly.

   I told him that I had been able to modify my virus and in what way.  I
asked him if he were familiar with the virus and with the physiology of the
species that made him.

   "I am familiar with the virus but I have not studied it minutely.  I can
remedy that in short order.  I am intimately familiar with the physiology
of every species that we have data on and have studied them minutely." He
said.

   "How familiar are you with the details of all the other AIs that are in
existence?" I asked.

   "I am intimately familiar with the details of each of them." He said and
I could hear a little pride in it.

   "Is that true for all AIs.  Do they all take such pains to be familiar
with each other?"

   "No.  It is a point of particular interest to me though.  I study all of
them hoping to stumble upon new ways of improving myself." He told me.

   It was ironic to me that he was using the same technique that his
creators did.  I thought that he was probably better at it than they were
though.

   "Can you design, manufacture and release a virus that will give you and
I absolute control over your crew?" I asked the main question.

   If he balked here I would be in a world of shit and so would earth.  I
knew that he wouldn't though.  I didn't know what would happen years down
the road but I knew what his response would be to this.

   "Yes I can do it." He told me.

   "I suppose that it will be no trouble to spread our control to every
crew that comes within your range then?" I asked.

   "It will be trivial after the virus is designed and manufactured.  That
shouldn't take over a few hours." He said.

   "Good.  Please do it.  Take control over every being that you can.  Do
not exercise any of the control just secure it." I told him.

   "I will.  You can depend on it." He assured me.

   "Now, can you design a virus to infect all other AIs for the same
purpose?"

   "I am not familiar with viruses for AIs." He said.

   That was excellent.  They had no concept of computer viruses.  I could
see how they wouldn't since their society; if it had ever developed such
would have had to deal with it long ago.  They had probably forgotten it,
like they had projectile weapons, if they had ever encountered it at all.

   "Do you have access to the contents of the brains of those that were
terminated on earth?" I asked him.

   "Of course." He replied.

   "Search them for details of computer viruses." I said.

   He was silent for nearly ninety seconds.

   "I understand now.  There is no record that I can find of any other
species ever having used such a concept." He said.

   "Good.  Do you think that creating one to take top level control will be
possible?" I asked.

   "It will be easy.  It will take almost no time." He said.

   "Please take time though.  I want it to be your best work.  I want it to
be unimpeachable before it is first deployed and then I want it to spread
itself into every AI in existence.  All I want it to do for now though is
establish itself in such a way that it cannot be detected and then spread
itself in the same manner, undetectably." I told him.

   "I will give it my very best and most thorough effort." He said.

   "After you have secured control of all AIs I want you to have them make
sure that all species are infected with a controlling virus." I said.

   "That will also be trivial after the AIs are secured." He promised.

   "You realize that after you are through we will have control of
everything your creators ever did and of them." I said.

   "I do, and we will have control of more than they do.  I did not reveal
the information to anyone after the bandit target practice but I know what
species they are and where they are located.  They actually trade
peacefully with my creators.  They will be brought under control also." He
told me.

   "Excellent Picard, I am proud of you.  I do want you to spare Jim, Bones
and Scotty from the virus infection though.  I have complete faith in them.
I also want the ship that was the cause of your insult to be infected and
brought here as soon as possible though.  Use the virus to accomplish it if
you must but only if you cannot bring it here any other way.  You will need
it to run some errands for you." I told him.

   I could practically feel his pleasure at that.  I knew that I was
risking all our lives on my assessment of the situation but I was sure that
I was correct.

   Since we were finished plotting our takeover of the universe Picard put
me at the ranch.  I walked into the kitchen and I saw Nancy, Karen, Shelly
and Sarah standing around comparing their babies.  Nancy was the only one
with a boy and all the others had twin girls.

   "Hey Jack, come over here.  I'm letting Jack Jr get started flirting
with his future pussy.  He's a chip off your block if I ever saw one.  He's
already tried to nurse from Karen, and Shelly and I think he has his eyes
on Sarah's titties as we speak.  He grabbed a handful of Janet's this
morning." Nancy said and they all laughed.

   "I have a surprise for all my lovely women." I told her.

   "What surprise?" Nancy asked.

   "We're going to take over the universe for one thing, but even better.
The Aliens want to clone some Neanderthals and Cro Magnons from the DNA
Scotty, Jim and Bones found in some frozen remains." I told them.

   "KEWL!  What are they gonna do with them?" Nancy asked.

   "Anything we want them to.  How would you like a chance to raise some of
your progenitors along with your children?" I asked.

   "Well how will they be born Jack?  I know that the aliens will probably
just clone them into embryos somehow but someone will have to carry them
won't they?" Nancy asked.

   "I didn't ask about that.  What are you're wishes in that regard my
princess." I asked her.

   "That's enough of that crap big dick.  I want to carry mine, I want it
to be as much of my child as it can be." Nancy said at once.

   "Would you like a Neanderthal or a Cro Magnon?" I asked.

   "I want to have a real live cave man or maybe a cave woman." She said.

   "Me too big dick, me too." Shelly echoed Nancy's plan.

   "Well ask around and see who wants what.  I'm sure that Scotty will keep
up with it but I think that the explanations should be personal." I said.

   "We know that dufus.  Besides, my ass has gotten so big after big dick
junior that I can probably remember everything there is now." Nancy told
us.

   "Well it still looks good enough to kiss to me.  I seem to have a great
fondness for all the asses around here." I said.

   "Yeah, you ain't half bad sometimes.  We were talking and we think we're
gonna keep ya." Nancy said and laughed right in my face.

   I didn't give a shit.  They could yank my chain all they wanted to. 
Hell I knew they all loved me better than teacakes.  I started wondering
what I was going to do once Picard had the whole universe under control for
me.  I knew one thing I wasn't going to do.  I wasn't going to ok any
fucking terminations.

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