Human in Rush: The Creation

The Creation

By Piotr Orkisz

Copyright 2015 Piotr Orkisz

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Table of Contents

HUMAN IN RUSH

The Creation

1 Forerunner

1x01 Dream

1x02 Object

1x03 Unstoppable

1x04 Who and for what purpose?

1x05 Late meeting

1x06 Catastrophe

1x07 The Emptiness

1x08 Waking up

1x09 Cleansing

1x10 Tripartite divisions

1x11 General Bio Logic Systems’ Main Intelligence Agency

1x12 Negotiations

2 PROJECT'S MILESTONES

2x01 The meeting of honored ones

2x02 Objective

2x03 Planned changes

2x04 Different biology

2x05 Timing

2x06 Hard Art

2x07 Compound

2x08 Completion of design: Simulation of changes

2x09 Stress

2x10 The supportive team

3 PERIOD OF CHANGES

3x01 Beginning

3x02 First mutation

3x03 Hard heart problem

3x04 The second one

3x05 Something more

3x06 Other kind of computing machine

3x07 Closer meeting

3x08 Snares

3x09 It doesn’t influence the views. Not at all.

4 NEW LIFE

4x01 Awakening

4x02 Transpersonal functionality

4x03 Unnatural efficiency

4x04 Quick Silver

4x05 Precise fire

4x06 Chemical laboratory walking by its own

4x07 Virtual reality is not the cyberspace matrix.

4x08 Casanova's reconnaissance

4x09 Learning sword fighting in Virtual Reality

4x10 Impatient creators

4x11 Dangers and lawlessness in the matrix

4x12 Farewell. Duty Calls

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1 Forerunner

1x01 Dream

Pleasant touch of warm body on his.

Hot waist under his palms.

Slowly calming breaths.

Girl's face so close that it is impossible for him to see any of her facial features.

Her bright hairs are gently tickling his cheeks.

Very soft touch of her velvet mouth.

- I love you - she whispers, with so smooth and calm voice, that it fills every part of his body with peace.

But all of a sudden the light from her hairs is starting to pour into the picture.

The girl disappears.

His body begins to burn. Searing pain an all-embracing his skin, muscles... maybe even bones.

It radiates to the head with the strength of the incoming great old huge steam locomotive.

Squeak fills his skull and makes another kind of pain.

He is suffocating.

In the throat something prevents air to move freely.

He's trying to move, but something ties him.

The shoulders are arranged to the sides. He feels it.

Need of air grows.

Chest is almost imploding and exploding.

Suddenly the air comes into the lungs.

With all the forces he’s trying to relieve left arm.

He succeeds.

Grabs headlong, blindly for the right arm and pulls.

Releases it too.

Now mouth.

He has something on his face.

He is trying to take it off.

But it seems like it has grown in.

And all of a sudden he feels pain…

like a burning skewer piercing back of his head.

He feels his muscles are start tensing from the neck to the back, torso and then the abdomen.

The pain subsides.

Light disappears.

The body ceases to burn.

He feels that he falls.

But before he touches anything the squeak stops and everything melts in the total darkness.

1x02 Object

Above a table, in a room looking like operating room combined with a security office and a hacker lair, a very big LED lamp was shining almost like the Sun. Its light allowed seeing even the vascular vessels of a man lying under it.

It would be hard to say anything about his appearance or any other thing of his look. He had unbelievable amount of cables attached to his body. Everywhere. Face wasn’t visible due to the mask with an air tube covering it.

Table was big. The cables were outgoing from its base, and the infusion lines were outgoing from a machine under the ceiling. The man was stretched like on the Michael Angelo wheel and tied to the table with bands, really tough and big ones, 10 cm wide and almost an inch thick.

Only uncovered feet and palms were giving the answer about him. He was a white male. In the visible vessels, under the lamp, his blond had much more metallic color.

Over a dozen screens were displaying his organs parameters, with temperatures of different tissues included.

Under the checkered pattern metal flour another plethora of cables were leading to a nearby room with few very big computers.

Breathing apparatus was singing same two notes.

Man about his 40’s, dressed in a scientist’s gown, was standing beside the table.

- I’m telling You, I saw his fingers moved! - shouted nervously younger scientist, who was sitting in the room behind wall made of glass - What if he frees himself again? And break a half of laboratory this time? He’s blind now, he feels only pain, and he’s strong like bull!

- I doubt that he could move right now, but for any case, I have a surprise for him. Mark made it for me - smiled older scientist Over the part of the head where cautiousness center are and over the cerebellum I’ve put electric paralyzers… – Matheus Clarkson, chief of the Project, answered calmly, but Luke didn’t let him finish:

- We had them last time too and what happened?

- Yes, but we didn’t have them on those special places. And they were manual. As it occurred we can’t win with him in reflex game –professor Clarkson smiled – Now there’s an automatic mechanism to release the impulse, it starts with any broken cuff.

- Aaa... Smart, but what about opening? – younger was rather skeptic.

- I asked also for tapes exchange, they’re now automatically pulled by engines and blocked. They’ll uphold up to 2,5 tons of pull strength, exact amount to not let him break his own bones or tendons. He should be immediately paralyzed. Those cuffs open only remotely.

Practical test of this system was going to start very soon.

A moment after discussion of the scientists, one hand of a man on the table twitched.

Second later both his hands were free and he was trying to release cuffs from the legs, when he bend back and fell limply on the table.

- I told You it’ll work! Well, better than I thought. He’s fast, don’t You think?

- What did he do exactly? – asked another scientist, sitting in the corner of this room, nanotechnology specialist.

- We’ll watch it.... right away – answered Matheus Clarkson.

At an artificial window of this room was also a monitor, and now showed ceiling view of the man on the table. The recording had a speed of 1200 FPS (Frames per second), what was written in the top left corner of it.

The person tied down on the table ripped out the belts on the left wrist and left biceps. Left hand tore in two the belts on the forehead and right hand with such enormous speed, that those moves were almost unrecognizable even in this recording speed. His torso lifted and when his hands were to free his legs, the spider’s web of electricity covered his head.

Attached cables and infusion lines started to wave after he felt. Those great thick cuffs looked like made from blotting paper.

- Fast…and strong – once again professor Matheus Clarkson commented.

- Fast? Nothing like it! – euphorically shouted youngest scientist – He’s fastest… When he is finished, he’ll be making us sandwiches. They’ll be fast. Like instant, I think.

Older scientist clapped his forehead loudly.

- What is it? - asked Luke Garvin – Why don’t just we insert it to tests? After all, our machine is doing only 3 sandwiches in 5 minutes!

The youngest scientist was being amused by reaction reached on the older colleague's face.

1x03 Unstoppable

Elevator stopped and its doors opened. The corridor on this floor had many doors. Many of them had interesting ornaments. Many of them were protected enough to be the right doors for the man who came out from the lift.

But he already knew they were not.

Behind those doors were laboratories, conference rooms, cabinets and practice rooms. Nothing he was looking for so he just walked through the corridor and turned left into another one.

This one was long and almost empty.

The man also knew that in the web of hallways of this huge building dozens of security forces officers, armed with various types of weapons and sewn in an incredibly complicated tech armors, were ready on their positions for some time.

Passing the CCTV camera he said in informing style at loud:

- I'm prepared. Consider it. Here on my back I have my stick and here’s my gun it’ll do the trick – he stroked the stick with his left hand and slapped a large silvery pistol in a holster on his right thigh with right hand.

Corridor in which he turned had no windows and no doors.

In normal light of LED lamps and filtered air, one cannot see a laser beam... But for example in glasses with appropriate filters he will. Having a special, adapted to this type of light spectrum matrices instead of the retina, the man was not having any problems with seeing these types of light waves.

Tangle of green lines indicated where and how the lasers are moving. Time slowed down 3 times. Rays began to be seen as distinct lines, but still moving pretty quickly.

Time slowed down 10 times.

He stood for a moment and analyzed combination of their movement. He stepped back, paused for a moment, and started to run towards them.

At two meters in front of lasers he lowered position.

He jumped sideways making the attack with the right hand, then his right foot. He made horizontal cartwheel (without hands), or if someone prefer - a double roundhouse kick.

The laser beam has moved next to him no further than a palm.

He landed smoothly.

The time returned to normal, and he went on as if there was no obstacle.

In the middle of the corridor he saw the motion detector, but he went on without stopping.

On the other side of the corridor a solid wall opened up and a machine gun with grenade launcher jumped out.

What happened next looked like a reflex.

Large, silvery and shiny gun has been pulled out of its holster and pointed right in the barrel of the cannon.

Shot.

Then the barrel of the grenade launcher.

Shot.

The first hit the barrel of the cannon and jammed it. Gun locked and didn’t fire.

But grenade turned out to be still working.

When a grenade finally begun to leave the barrel, the man was already running on the wall, aiming at grenades launcher's hole again.

Grenade flew about a meter from him.

He shot exactly in barrels center.

Another grenade exploded inside and completely destroyed the gun...

The man jumped down from the wall softly, put the gun to the holster and continued his walk through the corridor.

- I told You, I’m ready – he said with ironic smile.

1x04 Who and for what purpose?

In a Security Center Room, a monitor owned by Matsuki Dainatsu, suddenly showed a custom console window with the words:

Recall Ninja and let me get to the main database of Tanaka Corporation

- When did he write this?! – screamed scared Matsuki.

- Maybe he has a radio deck, Mr. Dainatsu - replied one of the employees, Kaoishu.

- But how did he get on a secured channel?!? - roared the Head of Security Forces.

- I don't know....

Matsuki bent over the keyboard and wrote:

You’re insolent, and we really do not like that kind here... anyway for providing you such data, we’d be locked up in jail – Matsuki changed the keyboard layout and wrote in Japanese - You will not survive next 30 seconds – he was slightly shaking.

He wanted to know if it’s someone from Japan. The real thrill gave him the answer which appeared on the screen. In Japanese, the answer more or less stated:

Matsuki Dainatsu, it won’t be a fight, only slaughter, and will not last 20 seconds. Call them off, or they’ll all die.

And next message in English:

I do not want information about prototypes, or any other corporate secrets. I want to know the details of projects over BioImplants, BioChips, and data sheets on tests and trials on humans... who were they, at what age and where were they were collected from by Tanaka.

Dainatsu, in order to keep the face wrote:

Not a chance. None of this information will we give you, even if you’d come in here!

Answer appeared on the screen:

I like strong coffee. Infuse me a cup.

Matsuki Dainatsu paled.

Within a few seconds ten ninja with swords died, not knowing what was going on. Their opponent was performing movements between them so fast that they even couldn’t see what he is fighting with. He was black blurred shape.

Ninja hasn’t been actually dead already, but only cut in pieces. Their limbs were falling off. Arms, hands, legs, heads. Before one hit the floor, fragments of another was losing parts of his body.

Blood was quickly flooding the floor.

Three who hurled the shuriken stars rushed to attack. But compared with the movement speed of their opponent were ridiculously slow. Before they’ve run to the place where he had stood, he was already behind them, and they were shattered in pieces.

Two workers vomited, but Matsuki Dainatsu upheld.

- Fuck! He jumps and bounces like a ball from the floor to the ceiling!!! Five METERS up!!! Who the fuck is he?!? – screamed again terrified Matsuki.

But no one replied.

Everyone sat quietly with terror in their eyes, watching something that had to be a nightmare.

Matsuki paled almost whiteness. Fear which this man has awakened was tearing his stomach apart.

Matsuki was CSO, Chief Security Officer for the entire Tanaka Corporation and Head Of Security Forces at Tanaka Corporation Main Headquarters. At this position he had known most advanced tech gadgets and implants. Knew most of the drugs, narcotics and had wide information about the prototype mutations of tissues to accelerate their activities.

Eight years earlier, he fought with the Japanese Yakuza. Mafia, which in its brutality and weaponry was second to none. He fought with the entire branch in Tokyo. It frightened, kidnapped, mutilated and killed the opponents. But despite this actions of terror performed often by incredibly trained ninja, they were only humans.

Now he felt he’s met with something inhuman. No, not even wild.... Something which is behaving primal in its brutality, but not acting instinctively. He could feel it. Everything was calculated, with unreal precision.

Seven ninja who threw out bows and took out short swords after few seconds were lying on the floor of the garage. Like mannequins that spilled out from the truck.

The difference was a large amount of blood flowing everywhere.

Nobody was moving.

Who created something like this... and for what? Who? How!?! Why? - asked himself terrified Dainatsu Matsuki, Head of the Security of Tanaka Corporation Headquarters.

Tanaka Corporation was obviously a competitor in the market for BioCybernetics and General Bio Logic Systems. But these companies showed no signs of hostility. No attack or even cyber-attack took place.

„Why us? Why Tanaka? "

1x05 Late meeting

Even her voice radiated for him with subtle feminine sex appeal.

He could see perfectly how briskly she walked over to the closet and took out some clothes.

By analyzing her movement he knew that it was a bathrobe.

She wore high heels and walked to the door.

She opened it slowly and asked:

- How can I help you?

: All seduction support systems took off. Pheromones in breath – he got internal message.

Rush tried to focus on her face, though he could exactly see that under the robe of light material she was not wearing anything more but lacy lingerie.

- I wanted to eat ice cream with someone. Refrigerator claimed that you like vanilla with chocolate.

Forsinthya smiled, biting her right lower lip.

She released it finally and smiled broadly.

- Come in, please - stepped back letting him in.

Uh, sure you came for ice cream - smiled to her thoughts, Fe.

She gestured him a standing in front of him a large sofa.

He sat down on one side.

: The concentration of pheromones in the air has reached an optimal level. The signal reaches the brain or has reached already, depending on the sensitivity of her nose, and the individual strength of reading them through her brain.

: Thank you.

How to start? He asked himself, as she sat down on the other side of the same couch.

He handed her the ice cream.

- Without beating around the bush - she instructed while taking the cup - Why did you come to me at this time? - asked, putting it on the table.

: Her breath deepened, eyes widened gently, heart beating accelerated about a dozen – internal information.

- I came for training, in the end, 'I still have many things to learn' - he answered her with a smile.

- Well, then you will have to try harder to get on this course – she replied, looking him straight in the eye.

She delicately pulled the sleeve's cuff with two fingers. It didn’t escape his attention. She forced her robe's left arm to loosen from the shoulder; clearly to see his reaction.

He didn’t hesitate. He glanced at her exposed breast. Bra was black and lacy. There was no push-up. Her breasts were naturally large. Under the lace a pink nipple could be seen. His gaze returned to her face. She smiled.

- Say something really surprising - she ordered.

- I do not know whose work is it, but my sperm has the flavor of true chocolate - responded immediately.

Now she blushed slightly, raising eyebrows.

- Really? - asked with surprise in her voice.

- There are some ways that I can prove it to you…

1x06 Catastrophe

Los Angeles in the late '30s of the twenty-first century was beautiful and very rich city. The metropolitan area gathered 34 million inhabitants in an area of several dozen thousands of square kilometers. It was at a time 6th largest agglomeration.

From Santa Barbara east to Lancaster, southeast to Hesperia, continue in the same direction to Palm Springs (which for eight years refused to switch into Los Angeles quarter, but was eventually persuaded by construction of 13 high-speed rail routes between neighborhoods), then southwest to Escondido (near Oceanside).

On October 11th, 2038, at 6:01:32 AM Early Warning System for Earthquakes recorded shocks in the area of the waterfront of LA, the system standardly found epicenter.

It was located in the vicinity of 32°05' N 120°07' W. At the depths of the Pacific Ocean. Tremors had the strength of approx. 2.5 degrees on the Richter scale.

They were ignored because there is a depth of 4000 meters, and it’s a good 250 km from the coast of the continent. Besides that is not a place of continental plates contact.

Satellite pointed at that place didn’t found any increase of the temperature of the water, or the masses of warm gas escaping from the ocean floor.

So however strange it was, this earthquake was considered unique - anomaly and specialists hoped that nothing unusual will happen.

About 6:11 AM five mast sailing ship Gift of Pomerania II, located at 32º 32 'N, 121º 01' W gave news to the LA Coast Guard of growing large wave, incoming from the south west direction.

He asked for quick help, because as message from the captain stated ‘catastrophe is inevitable’.

They’ve checked satellite images and immediately afterwards notified the Coast Guard and US Army along whole west coast.

Few minutes later 22 helicopters and 30 RADs (Rapid Assistance Drones) were sent to rescue crews of sailing ships and boats.

Captain of five-mast sailing ship Gift of Pomerania II GoPII, Adrian Chrzanowsky was standing in front of a mirror and fastening last buttons of his shirt. He was almost ready to leave and go to the bridge.

Two days and we're in LA. Finally they'll blow of some steam. Only two days. - he thought to himself.

In the total silence of his room, sirens of the ship’s security system went off. Lights on the desk and over door jumped immediately from green to red, skipping yellow and orange.

A storm alarm? Right away?

The captain looked at his watch, 6:03 in the morning.

None of weather forecasts from yesterday say about change of weather - he thought, remembering yesterday's information on Internet portals.

All the satellite images were showing a beautiful weather.

He chose the weather application icon on his watch and flicked it toward the monitor on the desk. The screen turned on and after a second a panel of Sailing Weather application appeared. The captain moved three times his fingers to the left hand side and slid screens. On the chosen one appeared a piece of ocean satellite image, on which they were currently.

At the top of screen GPS data stated:

32 ° 51'00.3 N 119 ° 31'10.3 W.

The sky was clear. Everywhere. There was not even the smallest cloud.

- Sally, please, report. What's going on? Why the alarm? Why already red?

- Captain, We have a tsunami is heading on us from the south west direction - the speakers sounded calm female voice.

- What's the size of this tsunami? - asked the captain.

- At the moment the wave is more than 60 meters high and 5 kilometers wide. It's still growing and expanding to the sides. We're located right on its course, less than 100 kilometers - the voice was still completely calm.

- In a minute I'm on the bridge. Prepare all the data.

When the captain came into the room called the bridge, on all 12 screens were shown photos, parameters and simulations. In the room there was no one else.

- Distance from the wave?

- 72 kilometers - replied the same calm female voice.

One of the screens was displaying an image of the speaker. Although the graphics were excellent, it was obvious that it is a rendered image. In the bottom corner of the display was the inscription: AI Sally Main Options.

- How fast approaching?

- 8 kilometers per minute.

- Connect me to all cabins - gave the order and stroked his collar, unconsciously checking its correct positioning.

The screen had a description of the call: Danger. To all the members of the crew.

- Everyone, get on the storm seats! This is an order! Fasten your seatbelts and wait for further instructions. We have a tsunami rushing at us!

There has been only a single connection feedback from Michael:

- Captain, should I go to the bridge? - asked the young man's voice.

- No! Sit on the chair and fasten all belts! - the captain yelled and ended the call.

- Captain, the wave is entering continental margin and it's growing fast - informed calm voice of Artificial Intelligence of the ship.

The captain grabbed the screen of bridge binoculars, which were situated on the roof and set them up in the direction from which the wave was coming. It was still on the continental slope, as Sally showed it on one of the monitors, 60 km from them. He didn’t think he would see it from that far.

The heart of an experienced sailor struck with great force and accelerated when he saw that at the horizon there is a few millimeters high tide. It was spread on whole south western horizon. He made a digital zoom and achieved magnification of 120 times. In this view, the wave had a few inches and was covering consecutive pixels every second.

- Sally. Record a message for me! Convert to text and send also. Everywhere and to every Cost Guard e-mail address within the radius of 200 kilometers of Los Angeles. Ready?

- Ready to record...

- Record! - ordered Adrian Chrzanowski interrupting AI, straightening up before the main bridge camera.

He improved his collar with fingers.

- Captain Adrian Chrzanowski, DOP II, to the US Coast Guard. The whole coast is threatened by the oncoming tsunami. Its position is32 ° 24'49.6 is north latitude and 119 ° 50'09.2 the west. It moves exactly in direction of Los Angeles. The catastrophe is inevitable. On-board computer Sally ", artificial intelligence class II, will send you the pictures, the data and information collected. Goodbye - he made a pause - Sally. Attach photos of now, the video from binoculars, GPS data. Address list of the letter ready?

- Ready, Captain. 3420 email addresses.

- Send.

- Sent, Captain.

He was already running to his cabin.

The captain