The Cross of Mithras Vol. 1: EOD Operation Welcome to Hell (126 page)

  “Simental, Anna-Maria. Theoretical Physicist in extraterrestrial technology. Professor in linguistics. Fluent in thirty-three languages both human and extraterrestrial. Comply.” Sayaka mentioned.

  “Oh you are going to pay deeply for that.” Simental responded.

  “Comply.” Sayaka said after she zapped her again.

  “Oh I’m going to kill you slowly and…” Simental was saying.

  “Comply!” Sayaka shouted after she zapped her for almost fifty seconds.

  “You’re blood will flow!” Simental shouted back.

  “I order you to comply!” Sayaka shouted back after she zapped her just to shut her up. Sayaka then zapped her for ninety seconds. Sayaka knew that she could do that as much and as often and as long as she likes. She not going to kill her. It’s just a simulation, but it will hurt.

  Simental was laying in the street laughing insanely which was seriously pissing off Sayaka. Sayaka then said something in Japanese. It only caused Simental to laugh even harder. Sayaka was so pissed off that she wasn’t even thinking straight. Joseph then came near to get her to stop because of how fruitless it was becoming. Sayaka only turned to him and said that she will break her.

  “Hey Sayaka… you know that Joseph is a kuso tama don’t you?” Simental mentioned. Sayaka then used both her hands to zap Simental. It greatly intensified the pain that Simental was feeling. Joseph at one point put his hand on Sayaka to get her to stop but she refused. Five minutes and fifteen seconds later Sayaka stop only because she heard someone cry out for her to stop.

  “Hey you stop!” The unknown voice shouted out. But Sayaka wouldn’t she was just too determined to break the bitch.

  “Sayaka… Cyber Doom… Omori… stop!” The voice shouted back. It did get her to stop.

  “Who in the fuck are you!?” Omori asked the stranger.

  “Don’t you know?” The stranger responded.

  “Let me tell her.” Simental responded. Sayaka than zapped her without looking.

  “Tickle, tickle bitch!” Simental shouted back. She then laughed in a insane guffaw manner. And, of course, Sayaka zapped her again. Every time Simental started to say something Sayaka would zap her. It was starting to becoming automatic for both of them, with Simental acting like it was tickling her even though it was actually painful. It was clear that Sayaka was pissed and wanted the crazy bitch to shut the fuck up. Joseph at one point put his face in his left hand and then shook his head. He too was getting frustrated by it all.

  “Why don’t you just send her to a different location!?” Joseph yelled at Sayaka. She then thought for a moment and then brought her right hand to her chest and looked at it. A energy ball then appeared in her hand and she then shot it at Simental.

  “I’ll be back my little tickle, tickle!” Simental said as she disappeared.

  “I think you now know why we all struggle with our sanity in here.” The stranger mentioned.

  “James Mitchell Scot.” Sayaka said.

  “And…?” He asked her.

  “Computer scientist and… me?” Sayaka responded. She was confused about why her name should pop up in association with his name. His smile confirmed that she was right.

  “I was just a boy of fifteen, growing up under the EOD auspices, when your hack took down those rebels at Valkyrie. I was so overwhelmed that I wanted to follow in your footsteps and to be like you. I learned everything that I could about you. I wanted to make you proud of me. I went above and beyond what was required of me. And…” Scot was saying. He was holding back.

  “What you outdid me?” Sayaka asked him. She was touch that she had a fan. Her comment caused him to laugh in agreement.

  “Yes.” He responded.

  “What are you holding back on?” Sayaka asked him. Both of them knew that there was no such thing as personal information, for everything was opened and out for everybody to know. For there are no personnel secrets for everything is out there for all the universe to know. He wouldn’t mentioned what it was that he was withholding on.

  “Suspicion.” Lenkov mentioned. And he was right.

  “Yes sir. It’s why I took this job. The user broke my heart.” Scot responded.

  “I’m sorry to hear that.” Lenkov responded.

  “I hate to mention it, but we need Intel upon this place.” Sayaka mentioned.

  “Yes ma’am. Simental is beyond hope. The computer systems that she is apart of needs to be taken off-line. The only way that could be done is for your ‘guests’ to do the job. What they need to do is to destroy the computer mainframe that she is in.” Scot informed them.

  “Wouldn’t she just moved into another computer system?” Sayaka asked him.

  “Yes ma’am. But she will be far more weaker. And we need to…” He was saying.

  “Destroy all computers in an effort to stop the madness.” Sayaka responded.

  “Yes ma’am.”

  “But that will kill you all.” Sayaka mentioned.

  “Yes ma’am. But not the two of you. Just us.”

  “Why?” Lenkov asked. Scot then looked at Lenkov which told him the answer.

  “So what will happen to each of you?” Sayaka asked Scot.

  “Peace. And death with dignity.”

  “So what do you need from us?” Lenkov asked.

  “There are twenty-four computer mainframes upon this starbase and we were only able to take out thirteen of them before all hell broke loose.” Scot mentioned.

  “So what will happen when the computers are down?” Lenkov asked him.

  “The backup computers, which we disconnected, contain our knowledge and skills. Take it. It’s yours and we do hope and pray that you can use it. For when the computers are destroyed then…” Scot was saying. He couldn’t continue he could not look at them in the eye and tell them the truth.

  “What? What are you hiding?” Sayaka asked him.

  “The dark void is, as you already guess, is a wormhole. But it is also a time machine and a alternate reality machine. It has the capability to quote-read-end quote a reality. We do believe that they were trying to create divinity or something very similar to it. The dark void is an extension of the deepest psychological attribute of a person, or a group of people. It is why we lost our minds in here.” Scot informed both of them.

  “In other words it is the Krell hypothesis in a nut shell.” Lenkov added.

  “Yes sir. Some security measure? Right?” Scot responded.

  “Yeah, well, please continue.” Sayaka mentioned.

  “Once the computers are down the dark void will activate and your ship, this starbase and the robotic fleet will disappear into another reality and time period.” Scot responded.

  “Then how will we get back?” Sayaka asked.

  “At the exact center of the dark void there will be a white-hole that will assist you in retuning back to this time period and reality. But regardless of  the time period that you end up in, it will only appear in this equivalent time period. We also have no idea how long it will last.” Scot mentioned.

  “In other words, stand in one spot until it reappears, or go out joyriding until we get back to this time period. And then return back to this spot.” Sayaka said in a sarcastic way.

  “Ah, yes ma’am.” Scot responded. He did not know that she could be sarcastic.

  “Well, look like our little adventure just got a little bit more interesting.” Sayaka mentioned.

  “Yeah, a little too interesting if you ask me.” Lenkov added.

  “Just how far back in time would we go?” Sayaka asked Scot.

  “Suggestive. Five days, seven months, twelve years, two centuries, or even several thousand years. The good news is that you will not end up in anything.” Scot mentioned.

  “Great. Me without my deck of cards. How else are going to pass the time away?” Sayaka mentioned. It caused Joseph to chuckle a bit.

  “One thing first. Could you please do my computer mainframe first? It is indeed hard to maintain my sanity in this place.” Scot asked them.

  “Sure. No problem.” Lenkov mentioned.

  “Goodbye and Godspeed.” Scot said his permanent goodbye to them. Both Lenkov and Omori then “returned” back to their ship for the debriefing of their guests.

  As each of those computers went down the Hau’rino nationals called out their names as if they were apart of their own group. They were: Sheryl Ambrose specialist in reverse engineering ET technology; Jonathan David Rowe expert in the new field of temporal mechanics; Elizabeth Susan Soraci expert in Particle Physics & Interpolation of ET Thought Physics (meaning: figuring out the science within the mind of an ET in an effort to assist others in reversing engineering ET technology.); Adam Vazquez Astro-Paleontologist & ET Linguistic; Darryl “The Brain” Edwards Professor of ET Psychology & Thought Processes; Dwayne “Little Mac” Thurston Supreme Council of Security Over ET Security Tech (meaning; that he handles all extraterrestrial security measure and protocols within the EOD world.); Vincent Andrei Professor of ET Cryptology & Linguistics; Jacqueline Petrini Professor in the  theory of alternate realities; and Catharine T. Stefan who held the most PhD’s at fifteen. Collectively they all (including both Scot and Simental) held fifty-six PhDs.

  Sayaka made certain that the last computer destroyed was the one that contained Simental, but before she destroyed it she had her quests collect the backup computers and take it back to The Hammer of Doom and then download everything in those computers. They also placed a remote control detonation on the final computer. And yes, Sayaka was the one who detonated it. It was at that moment that the computers on The Hammer of Doom, the starbase and of course the robotic fleet did a reboot. The alien ship then moved closer, and eight minutes and thirty seconds later, everybody was gone as they all disappeared into another reality.

(10)

  “What is so important that you find it absolutely necessary to drag me away from my people?” Maxwell asked Iverson who asked him to come to his ship.

  “I need you to help me with something.” Iverson informed Maxwell. Both were in Iverson’s quarters and they headed out to the porch.

  “I didn’t come here to get drunk.” Maxwell said when he saw the bottle of booze.

  “I know… but I did.”

  “What’s the matter?”

  “I’m dealing with too much ambiguity in this data and I need your help in figuring it out. I’m trying to save my crew and I’m afraid that…” Iverson was saying as he sat down.

  “You’re afraid that the fate of my people will become the fate of yours. Or something very similar.” Maxwell asked him. Iverson only nodded.

  “Like I said… I need help.” Iverson mentioned after a brief moment. Maxwell then went into the kitchen and brought back two glasses and a shot glass, then came back and sat down.

  “What’s troubling you about this data?” Maxwell asked after he poured himself a drink. Iverson then did the same. Captain Iverson then showed him what he’d got and why it was bothering him. Maxwell did understand why such ambiguity was causing Iverson so much grief.

  “Wait, say that again?” Maxwell asked.

  “I said that ‘data node suggests that we are all pawns.’” Iverson responded. Maxwell then studied the data a lot more closely and he was starting to see Iverson’s point. About drinking that is.

  “Lenkov once said something that I think may apply here. He said that when it comes to all data that humans collect, interpret, and distribute, you can spot the data that is false simply by looking at the volume of the ambiguity within the data. The greater the ambiguity in comparison with any evidence that suggest something is true, the more likely it is false.” Maxwell was saying.

  “In other words only an Intelligence officer can figured it out.” Iverson responded. He then took a long hard slip on his drink for he’d feared the answer.

  “Lenkov mentioned that all the way back when he was a police detective. And no he never had any Intelligence training.” Maxwell mentioned. That’s only somewhat true. Lenkov did in fact studied the tactics (back when he was a police detective) but only to make him a better detective.

  “So if he was here what would he suggest?” Iverson asked. Maxwell thought long and hard about that and only one thing could come to mind. And it was something that neither one of them wanted to think about – the core tunnels and what had just recently developed there. They needed more Intel on that and neither one of them could wait for it.

  “The core tunnels are obviously far more important than what we were lead to believe. It’s the only way to explain the behavior of the beast army. We need to get inside and find out what’s inside. But the problem lies within…” Maxwell was saying. He then realized that the fate of his people may turn out to be the same as Mad Dawg and his Marines.

  “Then how do you proposed to find out what’s in those tunnels without losing more people?” Iverson asked Maxwell.

  “Robots perhaps.”

  “What is known about the rest of that army?”

  “It divided itself and headed in two different direction.”

  “Any idea as to where they are headed?”

  “No. But given the fact that the first group headed towards a core tunnel I’m starting to think that they may be headed towards one of the nearby core tunnels.” Maxwell responded.