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I
am the reason the world ended. I am the reason that there is no human
life left on Plant Earth. So where am I writing this from? Space, of
course. I live in space. Always have in away, ever since I found out
about it. So when my eyesight went and thus crushing my dream of being
an astronaut, I turned to astro- and nuclear- physics. I have an IQ
higher than any other that has ever existed. I was what you would call a
golden child. I created devices that were once considered grand
designs of science fiction; but I made them a reality. I created a new
life… A new world… I created you…
Maybe I should start on the day the world ended.
I
just looked at him, the man that was my partner, my lover, my world.
We had done this. We had stopped the world. We created chaos, we
created destruction, we created this new world…”
“Christian, we did this…” I wanted to die, but instead, because of a shelter we had created, we lived.
“No, we did not.”
“Yes
we did! We created the weapon! We created something that would bring
World War Five to a halt and we did, by destroying the world.”
“We did not make the call to use our anti-electromagnetic bomb.”
“I pushed the bloody button! We should have never created it…”
“Kat, if we hadn’t, someone else would have.”
“But look at the cost. That prize, that money, it wasn’t worth the end of the world.”
“We will just have to make the most of it, Kat.” Christian took the back pack we had and dumped it on the ground.
“Well what do we have to live on?”
“We have a pack of matches, four bottles of water, food that we can stretch for three days and your cross bow.”
“Perfect. Just bloody Perfect!”
“You are a great hunter, we will do fine.”
“We used an electromagnetic pulse and stopped the world from spinning
for .00000037 seconds, and it killed the world. I am surprised our
bunker kept us safe. The Earth started spinning again on its own; but
look at the destruction that we caused.”
“I am sure that there are other survivors.”
“We shall see…” I looked out at the destruction. I did this. I ended the world.
We wondered for days, we hunted and gathered. Thankfully there seemed
to be some type of life that survived. But not a single human. Except
Christian and I. I began to plot, to think. This world was gone.
Dead… it would never be able to sustain human life again. So it was
time to jump start evolution.
For weeks I just plotted. I was going
quite mad. Then Christian got sick. “What the hell did you eat?” I
was upset; we had to test things before we ate them. I grabbed one of
the bottles of water; we had been living off rain water and river water
that we had been boiling.
“Just some berries we ate them before.”
“Where were they?”
“Over on that bush…” He weakly pointed at a bush about ten feet away.
“Drink this. I will be back.” I went over to the bush in question and
gasped in horror. It was the bloody moonseed. I didn’t even get to
turn back before I heard him gasp as he started to be effected by the
paralysis. I knew that I couldn’t save him. I would need to pump his
stomach as well as get him an antidote but I didn’t have the ingredients
needed. But it didn’t mean I wasn’t going to try.
I gathered some
of the berries, hoping to make an antidote using their poison. I was
also going to need the stomach of a bird. I grabbed my crossbow and a
few roughly made arrows. I didn’t know where I was going to find a
bird, I hadn’t seen once since I set off the bomb that destroyed this
world. I searched through out the night, but I failed. I found some
other herbs, and tried to mix them.
I made him vomit many times, but
I was failing. He was having seizures at a steady pace. I knew he was
going to die. Then I thought of something. He had stem cells… all I
would need to do us try to harvest a few of my eggs, and maybe, just
maybe I could create a better race of humans.
I went back to an
abandon hospital we found the day before, throwing his body in the
freezer, with some snow. Thankfully it was winter and there was snow
the ground, or I would have failed in preserving his body. I was able
to do a lot of things within the old hospital walls. But to survive, I
needed to hunt and gather.
One practically bad day, I had just tried
again to harvest an egg and though I got the egg I needed, I ended up
hurting myself quite badly. I would live, but it was painful. I ran
across an old community. Inside the torn down houses I found bodies.
Not too shocking, I had come across a lot in my traveling. However
these were oddly preserved. They would have died when the bomb stopped
the Earth, but however they looked like they just passed away.
I
took out some needles and started to extract some cells from their
spines. Might as well have a large genetic make up, I took a quick look
at the cells in the test tube, they appeared to be useful. I wondered
how they were preserved. I tried to find the answer but whatever
preserved them was long gone. I made a note to come back, marking it on
the map I had created. If they were still preserved when I perfected
my method I would come back.
I came across an old fairground. I
use to love the fair. The Tilt-a-Whirl was my favorite ride. I wished
there was electricity. I used to sit on one for hours, just thinking of
space, of science, of science fiction that I wanted to bring to life.
I sighed and was walking when I saw it. Pieces of a space shuttle!
Maybe there were people. I searched the grounds. I found one. He
looked at me, tears in his eyes as he held on to the woman. “She dead?”
“She just died. She was hurt upon our reentry. Nothing worked. I
crashed. I killed them all.” I saw about ten other bodies.
“Were they on the shuttle?”
“No, just me her and Jackson.”
“Jackson dead?”
“No, he went hunting. But that was two days ago.”
“Well, we should go. Grab your supplies.”
“No, we can’t leave her.”
“She is dead.” Then I had a thought. “How fresh?”
“Fresh?”
“Yes, when did she die?”
“About a minute ago.”
“Great!” I pulled out my bag; at this point the lack of human contact
has caused me to be quite mad. In my normal state I would have never
said great.
“What do you mean bloody great? One of my people have died you are happy?”
“I didn’t mean it like that.” I said with a sigh. “I am trying to
reanimate the humans, make them better, and make them strong. You all
will make great test subjects. I need eggs and she is a female. She
might have some mature eggs.”
“What?!”
“Look, in theory I may be able to create a new race of humans and make up for the death I have caused.”
“You lost me lady.”
“I did this.” I said waving my hand.
“You did what?”
“I killed the Earth.”
“How are you going to take care of the new life if the Earth is dead lady?”
“My name Katherine. Not lady.”
“Well, answer the question crazy lady.”
I was getting upset. “Look, your space ship is salvageable. I know we
sent all the equipment to create an atmosphere up to space, up to Mars.
We can rebuild there.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because I created it all.”
“You are…”
I cut him off. “Yes, I am that Katherine. Now pick up the body and
come on. I have shelter not to far from here and we can see if we can
find that friend of yours.” But we didn’t get a chance to move, his
friend came charging out of the woods, towards us. Crazy… He must have
gotten into something.
He charged at us with whatever piece of metal
he pulled of the shuttle. Well pity. I thought as I aimed my crossbow
and took the shot. The arrow went straight into his eye stopping him
dead in his tracks as he fell to the grown with his final breath.
“Well, don’t just stand there gawking at me.” I turned to the living
one. “Grab the body. I need to see what caused him to go crazy.”
I
walked off leaving the other to follow or not. To be honest I didn’t
care. I was only one item short from creating my first of hopefully
many, genetically advanced humans.
“Look lady this is insane.” I heard from behind me.
“What is to say this is insane or sane? We are the only humans on this planet. What is your name?”
“What does it matter? We are going to die.”
“No…” I stopped to think, he would have a decent brain. “Well, maybe. But we have to fight if we want to live.”
We got to my location, and I had the new companion of mine put the
bodies in the freezer where I had been keeping Christian buried in snow.
“Just put them in the freezer.”
“Whatever lady.”
For days I
watched the captain of the shuttle leave and come back late at night. I
knew he was working on the shuttle. Mars was our only choice. The air
was becoming thicker and it was harder to breathe. The trees were now
dying. Most of the animals have died. And the rivers had started to
dry up.
On our final day on Earth, the captain came up to me. “Well?”
“My embryos are ready for the artificial wombs. I will put them in; once we land on Mars. Are we ready?”
“Yes. We have enough fuel to get there, but never come back.”
“Great.” The captain turned from me and I bashed him up upside the
head. “I am sorry guy, but Christian cannot be dead.” I worked
quickly, I strapped him to the table, I knew the lighting storm would
hit that day, I had seen the static in the air. And I used my last bit
of power to drag Christian to the table.
My concept was similar to
the one in the book Frankenstein but different I was going to fill the
captain’s body with stem cells from Christian and then use the
electricity to transfer his brain waves. The life and soul of a person
are in the brain waves. I prayed that it worked. The life in my womb
deserved his father.
I flipped the switch and waited for the
lighting. I did not have to wait long. The static storm from the dying
Earth hit the metal rods I had put out. I stood by and watched as the
bolts flowed through both bodies, transferring life to the other. I
waited and waited. I waited biting my nails, praying to a god I long
forgot about, a god that I didn’t believe existed. But I prayed none
the less. Soon the storm passed and I waited for some sign that it
worked.
The captain’s body moved. It twitched a few times. Then it
was still in death. Christian’s moved. It twitched and then sat in as
if jolted and gasped. I waited. I couldn’t move. I brought back the
dead. I did it. I played god and won.
Christian’s body turned to me. “God lady what did you do?”
“I transferred your mind into Christian’s body. I loved Christian too
much. His body was all I have left. My theory was that I could have
his body and your mind. I could have that last bit of him forever.”
“I thought you were insane but this takes the cake lady.”
“I told you my name is Katherine.”
“And mine is Richard not Christian. Give me back my body.”
“Can’t, mental transference is a one way trip.”
“You had no right lady to do this!”
“I have all the right in the world. I am the one with the knowledge and power. Thus it gave me the right.”
“You are not GOD!”
“I am a god.”
“You are psycho lady.”
“That is your opinion. Now you will fly the ship to Mars. Or die.”
“Die?”
“Well, if you do not want to come… that will be your choice. But the planet is dying.”
“I thought the effects of your bomb were done.”
“Guess not. The planet has been dying for weeks. Haven’t you noticed
the lack of animals? The fact that it is getting harder and harder to
breath? The planet’s core has decided to stop again. The planet will
be completely dead in a month’s time.”
“Well that is bloody fantastic.”
“Well, Richard,” I said his name with emphasis, though he looked like my Christian. “Are you going to fly the ship?”
“I guess I have no choice. We will go our separate ways on Mars.
Well, as much as we can. You had no right to do this to me, Kat…”
“You are changing, absorbing the memories in Christian’s cells.” I said with a smile.
“No. I am me.”
“You are you, you always will be. You will just feel, see, and
experience everything that Christian had in his short life. You will
adopt his little habits, like calling me Kat, though I hated it.”
“Well if you hate it, it can’t be so bad.”
I got up and grabbed my frozen embryos. “Whatever. Be prepared to fly to Mars.”
“I am ready.” Richard jumped down from the slab, he took one last look at what was his body. “I won’t forgive you.”
“I don’t expect you to. At least my child shall know what their father looked like.”
“You are expecting?”
“I have been since the bomb went off. Three days in a bunker there was
not much to do. It has been four months; I am almost 5 months along.”
“You don’t show it.”
“So, I don’t show. Some women do not.” I walked out of our shelter and towards the ship.
Richard followed. “You shouldn’t fly; the pressure…”
“A risk I have thought about. It is a risk I must take.”
“Whatever, your child.”
“Get your ass in the ship.”
“Fine.” We climbed into the ship, we strapped in. “How do we take off?”
“Hold on.” I had rigged the launch pad to help blast us off.
“What…” Richard never got to finish his sentence as the blasts throw the ship upward.
“Well, fly.” I said as I got up and went into the back. The six month
journey was going to be tough. I would have my child in space.
The
months passed quickly. I gave birth to a son, who I named after his
father. He had a set of lungs on him. Two months after his birth we
landed. Thankfully the suits worked wonders as I set up the atmosphere.
Soon we had built a place to create a new world. We planted crops,
built houses, created an artificial world, for the artificial humans I
had created. So they were placed in their artificial wombs and grew…
Richard soon came around, we became friends, and we only had each other. We were the only two humans in an artificial world.
So as I said at the start I killed Earth, the true Earth. I killed
humanity. I killed everything. Even my child in a way was artificial.
He was born to a human that lost her soul. Lost the mind she once had,
but he was the first of many new humans on the new Earth…
So the world ended…
A new one born…
All because of the need for power…
Hopefully this new breed doesn’t fail…
