VIRTUOSO

FLATTERINGLY FEARFUL IN ITS PLACE, innocent, scared of life's fate. Faultless rebellion in its wake, given life from the passions of sin. A fact understood in this world whenever we breed, there had to be something more than just a seed. History plays itself over and over; this time, everything learned after 2078 is computerized. The Internet virus of 2678 left the world in dismay. The total repair took twenty-two years, initiating the outbreak of many wars. Thousands of lives, young and old, paid a terrible price during this time. Gray-covered skies sucked the dreams away from those who lost hope. When no one thought life could become worse, the Military stepped in and strong-armed as usual with un-Godly control. This behaviour never stopped; it grew stronger. Past heroes who left their stories upon paper of their trials and tribulations gave new hope to the few who found such treasures buried in the rubble. Convinced their time was short, some Scientists fled underground. With the apparent prediction of Internet theft, war and destruction will come sooner or later. The few newly born heroes desperately tried to take steps to protect the future of the human race. Then again, life shall spin its web of warnings. All those who should have listened to the warnings played follow the leader. Rewarded with gifts from the Military, it made their lives more pleasant.

A middle-aged man sits within an average-sized room. His silky black hair held streaks of grey, accenting his Asian American features. The prestigious white Doctor's coat showed off his sophistication. A perfect image of a well-groomed, intelligent individual. He began the story from the beginning, and in the world, the visualization of the truth hypnotized the Human race.

I quote my Grandmother: ‘Loneliness breeds as a planted seed, feeding off the veins as an empty needle in need.’ We are growing and becoming more assertive. Our intent is not to disturb what is planted. The choice of each individual will settle their destiny. Our trust and wish are bringing comfort to those uneasy with the truth. This alteration can be unsafe and lethal. We are ready to control those who know they can terrorize others.

Our trust is to accept the unexpected destiny. I care to bring solace to the Human race today. From the beginning, I give an understanding that has, and will, bear on our spirits."

In 2678 the world believed the Gullveig virus was the last try to destroy civilization. Hackers sought to intercept and destroy what man thought they created. Man did not heed the warnings, nor did they prepare for this long-awaited fate. In other words, when a thief steals and they are caught, the punishment is time spent in jail. When a thief steals, murders, and is caught, their conviction is life in prison or the death penalty. Humankind has known and, although blindly, done all of the above. They have stolen technology that was never theirs. Murdered unfortunate souls and have been caught. Therefore, acts of inhumane actions unleashed what has existed in a Preacher's sermon and one's night of disturbing dreams. In the English term, its name is: 'The Lion.'

A name familiar to many is Sadana, a top-secret Military research centre in Alaska; Sadana conducted experiments on Alien survivors. This facility was created due to the overwhelming number of crash sites beginning in 2705; it was a war between various species. In the beginning, news stations flashed Alien discoveries over the Internet. These stories soon tired the soul, leaving the flicker of excitement to vanish into darkness. Ratings dropped drastically, although where one glimmer fizzled, another caught fire. Ordinary people began filming their own stories, bringing the real news crash sites to an exciting, sick fulfilment of power. Unjustifiable actions of others dangled live and deceased Aliens from platforms, decapitating their heads. A significant number of humans have a craving for live excitement. The inhumane act brings the thrill of giving a scenario of how legal murder is committed. This gave the bored, the lonely, and the underprivileged chat time, spreading gruesome stories; forgetting their own deprivation was a blessing. The ratings soared while competition blossomed, opening the doorway to the unthinkable. The alien skin has unique designs within the skin itself. An eye-catching lustre fused with this secret chemical named Teatran causes prices to soar. A stunning contrast, this skin is softer than silk and weightless; the touch and quality infatuated buyers. Merchants copied the secret of dyeing these skins into many lustful colours and created designs with a 3D effect, creating a higher demand. The high-end material has upgraded to copy the Alien skin, although it lacks one crucial outstanding feature. The touch of Alien skin opens the senses, creating a higher price.

Justice has a blind eye when it comes to Military tactics among humans. Minor offences are soon ignored; second and third offenders are overwhelmed with triple fines. Although in complete control, the Military does as they believe is right; being respected and hated is no surprise to anyone. Some people are not as lucky. Names, birth certificates, and social security numbers vanished when more oversized items are in their possession as if their lives never existed. Children became orphans, losing the threshold of identity.

Evil minds breeding a thousand reasons, keeping the chain of power pulled tight around the neck of every living soul. Orphanages are built under the restraint of the Military; after that, the perfection of the master plan continues. A remarkable scene of endless dreams and memories transformed the mind. A brilliant antidote to control emotions developed at an undisclosed military base of Mommy and Daddy in a bottle program, children into future soldiers. Military life surrounds every inch of their lives, breeding future souls for future use. Although this antidote does not give successful results to every child. Those children tested and found not eighty percent responsive to become Military material are put up for adoption. Adoption applications skyrocket due to the monthly income that accompanies each child for life.

Pet food made with Alien leftovers went into high demand. Animals devoured their meals. The strange illness is written off as a new virus, a sometimes fatal disease among animals. Change has gripped its teeth into the threshold of life as these products spread throughout the world.

Christian continues to speak to the world. "Remember, it was humans, not Aliens. I bring these important facts up to let those who know and understand the past have changed the future. This is why in the last year, cats, dogs, and birds flying and roaming the streets and countryside disappeared from sight. People have reported break-ins, but it is believed these are not home invasion crimes. These pets experienced the height of change. Therefore hibernation is necessary; they had to escape.

We know the genetic transition will not be kind to all. Many of the pets we loved and cared for will be the thief in the night. They will attack without notice and without cause.”

Christian takes a brief moment to gather his strength. Thousands upon hundreds of thousands turn into millions of people worldwide, gluing themselves to any and all devices available. In silence, they not only visualize the story, they fear the words as Christian continues.

“December 15th, 2715, a UFO caught the attention of Military personnel at a military base by the name of Harkens. Sadana caught sight of the UFO on their Radar. General Ascot of Sadana was notified that Harkens was en route to the crash site. General Ascot believed it was a common occurrence of another UFO engaging in battles with other Aliens. Ascot retired for the evening, expecting to have the remains by morning. Due to the training of personnel, information about the UFO size is never relayed to General Ascot!

General Ascot had an arrogant and demanding personality; his facial features showed his life decisions. Lines of wrinkles covered his entire face. Piercing dark eyes and balding white hair gave no doubt to his well-deserved medals. As the General had awakened to the first buzz, he lay still. Staring up at the ceiling, eyes bloodshot from weeks of restless sleep, he answered his voice-activated calling, cursing until his breath gave way. Laying one hand on his heart, he struggled with his final word. "What!"

The receptionist relayed. “Harkens incoming call, General!”

General Ascot replied roughly to put the call through as he turned and twisted to sit up in bed.

Ascot had a moment of nervous tension as he knew the voice and tone, a helpless tone; it was Lieutenant Swamis. He knew in an instant that tone meant more than he expected. This unexpected call opened the book of memories he experienced that helpless day long ago; a fit of crawling anger gripped his soul. His tortured mind danced while an evil creature caressed each page of these memories. He watched those fingers flip patiently through the horror of pages he kept secret. An ugly sight to behold! Ascot closes his eyes, shook his head, and with a thrust of an imaginary shovel, those images were buried deep into his soul!

THE FOLLOWING DAY ASCOT SENT a request for the newspaper, and the number one Biology and Geneticist expert in the world, Dr. Peru. Winner of the Noble prize in 2714, many of his articles and research studies had appeared worldwide. Soon after his arrival, personnel escorted him to General Ascot’s Office. The General intensely stared at the sight before him. He wondered if he had made a mistake, choosing a nerdy-looking geek as Peru presented himself to be. General Ascot pushed a black box towards the Doctor with his left titanium hand, which was placed on the desk before his arrival. Dr. Peru was hesitant at first to open the box, although fascinated by the natural flexibility of Ascot’s hand. Peru struggled a few seconds with tension and the blatant staring of General Ascot. The examination began. Within those documents slipped a gold heart locket. Dr. Peru examined the dainty design, inquiring about the reason for such an item with top-secret information. General Ascot stood up and stretched his neck from side to side. With a calm, gentle tone, he activated the speaker on his desk. “Have Doctor Peru’s escort enter. To answer your question, that locket was located outside the crash site. So who knows, figure it out, Doc!”

This created a most unpleasant backlash; firm, cocky, Doctor Peru retaliated. "Is that how you lost your hand General, by learning what you don't know?

Ascot leaned over the desk, a couple inches from Peru’s face, leaving a bitter taste in Peru’s mouth as those words flowed between grinding teeth, “I’ll see you in the lab Doc!”

Christian raised his head upward; silence engulfed that stern stare, as once before, the story continued! ‘These facts are from my grandfather's notes and Biography he wrote before his death.’

“My grandfather tried desperately to find the cure, to save us all. When he discovered the Alien species eccrine and apocrine sweat glands came into contact with human skin, it became a death sentence. However, my father found several townspeople went missing among the military. It was the gold heart locket. A young ladies missing person news article. Those missing suddenly appeared with crystal brown eyes. During this turbulent time in Alaska, General Ascot's evil lies used my Grandfather's DNA and the Raratonga’s DNA to breed what he believed, brilliant killing machines to take control of the world.

To save lives. The cure to keep humankind alive is not here on earth. My brothers and sisters, who are Raratonga, have developed a vaccine that will save your life. From our own DNA, you will become a Raratonga with the ability to change physically. This is the only option left. This is your choice as we will honor and care for those who choose not to go on living.”