Sci-Fi I'm working on, this is just a few passages and preliminary intros.
I have a developing story around this subject but I'm goanna fill you in with the background and beginning.
It is near future. I tried to develop a date to the events but my efforts have failed until now. Probably between 2050 and 2100 (given dates are subject to change).
A background is made according to several future analyses by science magazines and books because I want it to be scientifically accurate.
But according to my story, in the 70's (2070-2079) the world was shocked by the announcement of the first artificial living being. A mouse. Made according to a research deal between the US, EU Israel and Russia, (mouse name yet undefined), how the mice is called, is mice born from an incubator, with his genes chosen by supercomputers. Any zoologist would say that he is a mouse but his highly pigmented tail and green eyes don't match any known species of mice.
So in the sequence of this, ARPA is ordered to restart the Stargate project
that had already been restarted in the 40's with «genetically enhanced» human beings but then shut down again because all experiments died though to spinal overload ( their brains were so overdeveloped that their spine developed cancer) and their every attempts to overdevelop the experiments spine failed (mutants were born and obligatorily disposed of). They're ordered to generate a human being with the same tech that managed to grow (mouse name yet undefined) «tweaking» them to achieve designated goals - to make a telepathy capable human.
A lab on Alaska was created from scratch to host the project.
In the following years, several experiments are done with chimps and other animals, to determine the odds of success. They are established as acceptable and ARPA continues with the project. However the 1st human experiment (B-56) fails. Monitoring determines 2 weeks after the embryo is created that the child is unhealthy and ARPA orders its destruction. More tests are done and the error is found. One of the supercomputers had an error in databank causing several gene-sequencing errors in the calculations for B-56. The error was corrected and more animal experimentations were made to ensure reliability of the new gene databank.
The 2nd human (C-16) experiment was successful. The embryo developed normally but died due to birth complications. The mix administrated to him seemed to be too low on a few unessential proteins that were necessary due to the overdevelopment of certain areas of the brain, neural net and spine.
The mix was re-arranged, tested, and the 3rd human experiment (C-2
was generated. It was a complete success, being grown and born without problems.
Its telepath abilities were verified as soon as he was 3, when he started talking about things he had never seen like cities and walking in the country. By that time he had never left underground facilities of the lab were his quarters were. Everyday food was left for him in a small elevator. The only person he was allowed to see was his tutor, Dr. Spears, an expert in child psychology that taught him how to talk and walk. His creators, the S-team, remained at the ground levels, always watching with several video cameras and motion sensors.
At the age of 6, with the ability to see into other’s minds greatly developed, Michael, as Dr. Spears nicknamed C-28 is permanently isolated since the S-team believes that if it saw Dr. Spears mind he would have wanted to get out. His education continued throw TV screens and Dr. Spear’s voice, transmitted throw speakers. However, at the age of 10, Michael starts refusing to listen to lessons when Dr. Spear dies and is replaced. 2 years later, Michael escapes from the lab, destroying the containment doors that separated him from the elevator shaft and went up throw the stairs. No one noticed as Michael blanked the mind from the guards watching him in throw the cameras live feed and got up. He didn't even injure anyone, simply convincing the staff that he wasn't there to get out.
When he got out of the lab, too far away to blank everyone's minds, the base alarm sounded and search teams were dispatched. C-28 was never found.
ARPA, though very disappointed with the escape, agreed to continue funding the project, recognizing the enormous potential of the project.
D-01 was made. Another total success, D-01 grew up with no human around, being educated solely by speakers’ voice and screens. Dr. Popov, a world expert in child psychology, the only non-US personnel of the S-team, suggested that he would allowed out several times, that he needed to know the outside world or he would be another renegade. When he was informed that D-01, now nicknamed Daniel would be taken down at the age of 10 for this reason, he planned a way out.
In November 22, 2101, Ivanov Popov brought modified nerve agent contained in small glass recipient and a Anti-corrosive gas mask to the installation and released it into the air system of the ground levels, killing everyone inside. He grabbed his gas mask and went down, to Daniel's containment facilities with an independent air system. He drugged him and brought him up, placing on him another mask he had brought. When he went outside, he went to get a small, old civil Cessna he had left in the surroundings a few days before.
He left Daniel sleeping in a LA sidewalk, with only one message - «Don’t trust anyone but…» - and a bar code. He noticed a small cut in his lower back.
- Now this is the back story, and the rest is basically a search for C-28 (Michael) and running away from the Special Forces sent to capture him back.
- My idea was that he had both telepath and telekinetic abilities.
- telekinesis is mostly about moving stuff but we could generate powers like neck-breaking at a distance and controlling weapons. And maybe even flying powers closer to the end (telekinetic impulses to the ground can make that) and
-MDTW (massive destruction telekinetic wave – basically a big wave of destruction that would kill/injure everyone around him and destroy most things too).
- some sort of telekinetic impulse to wherever he wanted.
- Telepathy – invisibility
- mind control
- mind vision (throw-walls seeing vision – you would see everything in transparent blue and little lights on the place of people’s heads)
Dr. Popov being informed of ARPAs’ plans and reaction
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Ivanov had been summoned to the ARPA central offices in Washington. He was worried it was a displacement announcement, he had no wish to detach with the Stargate Project at the moment. In happier moments, he thought that they could have sent a letter to do that, maybe they would allow D-01 to get out of the cont. facilities as he asked. But in the moments of true reflection he knew that they would never call him for anything like that. «It’s something else», he thought.
- But what? – he had allowed his thoughts to become words.
«It doesn’t matters. I’ll live or they would have killed me by now»
This thought went throw his mind several times, reassuring him. But when he exited the subway train into the station he noticed something. It was empty. Not one living thing was in the station. His thoughts returned to dark ones. He was whispering to himself.
- They’ll kill me, they have me now…. I have nothing….I have nothing to fight them…
Ivanov jumped behind an empty flower pot when he heard a loud voice.
- Dr.? I’m sorry to scare you, are you Dr. …Ivenov Popov?
«Get yourself together» he thought while emerging from behind the pot, cleaning himself of the ground dust.
- Ivanov, and yes I am. Who are you?
- I’m Mark. I was sent to escort you to ARPA.
- Hmm… I see. Well I know perfectly the way to there so…
- Oh, yes sir, we know you do! You see, with the increasing terrorist attacks ….well… let’s say that D.C. isn’t very safe right now.
- Those Freedom Brigades assholes, ha? Well, I understand. Let’s go then.
The 2 man walked out of the underground to a busy street. There, in the middle of one of the biggest streets of Washington, was an unsuspected building, made in the beginning of the XXI century. A building with an exterior entirely made of one-way mirrored glass, «looking mirrors» as they called them in that age. Dr. Popov noticed that his companion, though a tall, strong man, didn’t seemed to be part of Sec. Forces. He seemed out of his place escorting him, constantly ignoring every security precaution on the book. Sure, he wasn’t that important but that was no reason to have such behavior.
- You aren’t part of regular Sec. Forces, are you?
- No sir. I’m a fresh recruit. Every regular is on the street.
They walked pass the street, now at the main entrance of the ARPA office building.
- Do you have your gene card with you, Dr?
- No. I thought it wasn’t needed. The biometric and iris scans aren’t enou…?
- You’re right Dr. It wasn’t . But now it is. You see…
- Security precautions. Well those attacks are making everyone’s life difficult aren’t they?
- You bet. Those assholes… I guess we can make a gene test for you.
They entered the building through the grand hall, still unchanged since the 50’s.
- The insignia on the floor, the stone pillars… It looks like you don’t redecorate a lot…
- We try spending less on the visible and spending more on the invisible dr.
They had reached the checkpoint balcony, an old wood circle with 2 men inside, looking at their monitors. One of them turned to the newcomers.
- Hi Mark. How’s it going with the Doc?
- All good. He hasn’t brought his DNA card, he hasn’t come in here for some time. I thought maybe we could make the tests on the instantaneous.
- Sure. Give me your arm Dr.
Popov extended his arm over the balcony, losing a small blood percentage in a few seconds.
- Ok Dr. Just wait a minutes while I check the results with your file. Ivenov Popov is it?
- Ivanov. Is there anywhere I can sit?
- Yes Dr. Go to corridor on the left corner. There are a few chairs there. And Mark you’ve been called upstairs.
- Thanks. Nice meeting you Dr.
- Me too.
Popov walked to the indicated chairs and waited there, alone, for the DNA test results until he heard a voice from the speakers.
-Dr. Ivanov Popov called to reception; Dr. Ivanov Popov called to reception.
He walked back to the reception, surprised by the view of another human being going the opposite way. When he reached the balcony the man that had been in charge was no longer there, but his replacement seemed to recognize him.
- Dr. you’re cleared, your DNA checks out. You’re called for the 4th floor, conference room.
- Thanks. Have we met before?
-I thought you wouldn’t remember me. I’ve been your student in Hamburg Dr a few years ago but I dropped out.
- Well, each one has their reasons. You’re part of the security here?
- Yes, dr. but just for a few months. I’m just earning some money to start my own business.
- Once you’re in, you never go out. I hope that doesn’t apply to you, son.
- I don’t think so sir, I’m in the lowest level of security.
- Good for you. Take care.
- You too Dr.
Popov walked away to the elevators, going through an open gene card control door.
When he reached the elevators, he instinctively looked up to the biometric scanners and placed his finger on the fingerprint analyzer. The doors opened and he his voice code and «4th floor». It welcomed him with its metallic, feminine voice.
- Welcome Dr. You are summoned at the 4th floor conference room.
When the doors opened, they revealed an empty floor. He asked for the mainframe for directions.
- Conference room.
Again, the artificial woman voice of the mainframe answered.
- Go right at the next intersection and you should find it Dr.
- Thank you.
- You’re welcome.
Popov hated computers, but he knew nobody could go anywhere those days without one so he was gentle to most of them. And they were always right as he could verify by the door at his front.
When he opened the door it was exactly what he expected. It was a small cubic room with a chair in the middle. He sat down and closed the door and all the lights were shut down. 4 projectors emitted rays of light into the walls around him, generating a room around him with a circular table. The holo-conference had begun. Dark faces started appearing where the chairs were supposed to be, 12 at total. When the last one sat down, a voice started talking to him, apparently from the man at his front.
- Dr. Yuri Ivanov Popov, graduated at Moscow in general biology. Recurrent essays on telepathy and its possible uses, made him a perfect candidate for the 2nd phase of the Stargate project.
- Do you know why you are here doctor? – avoice coming from his left asked.
- No Sir. I find weird I am in a holo-conference room. This could be done in our Alaska base without the need to dislocate.
- You are here, my good Dr. because this is one of the only secure international holo-rooms in the country with these recent terrorist uprisings. The Stargate project isn’t something that can be discussed in easy-hacking channels like the B2B.
- Certainly, Sir.
- It has come to our attention that you have asked several times to allow D-01 to exit his containment facilities. You seem to believe that if he is not allowed, then he will eventually turn rogue. What we are about to say to you requires class 5 authorization. You will not repeat this to anyone else from the S-team and stop transmitting sensible Stargate data in B2B channels for useless requests. D-01 will be eliminated before reaching mental and physical instability, widely known as «puberty». It is explained our denial. Good day Dr.
The holographic generated room faded out and the lights were turned back on. Dr. Popov was furious. ARPA had dragged him all the way to Washington just to say «No».
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Session by Dr. Gibson in Neurologist convention. (explanation for telepathy ) before any ARPA experiments or the birth of (mice name yet undefined).
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-As many of those between us know, I have been responsible for a few controversial experiments in this area. Jung suggested that human beings had the ability to predict the death of our loved ones, when we are in an unconscious state [sleep] due to a “bond”, let’s say, that love generates. So, theoretically, if we control this “bond” consciously, and expand to persons with our will, we could have the power to….
A man in the audience stood up and interrupted the doctor.
-Dr. what you’re talking about is highly controversial. Just for starters, we would have to make human experiments!
- Please my good man; this could be virtually researched if we had the funds. Now, if we could control this “bond” consciously, we could a new generation of human beings. No individuality would be present in them, they would live collectively, think collectively. We could break the boundaries that split us today, build a new world, problem-free. Our mind would be our greatest weapon. Telepathy and telekinesis, for so long theme of fiction, are on our doorsteps. Now, resuming, one in control would seem to be under the control of his unconscious, that is, a person under influence by one able to “bond” consciously, would purely believe that he was dreaming, and most possibly about any subject the “controller” wished to.
- Mind control?
-We have to admit the possibility. All this is in the natural course of evolution for mankind, so….
- Then why to rush it up?
- Dr, as we all know, with the dangers that lie ahead of the next generations, as terrorism, that is yet unresolved and a clear and present danger in our lives, would end permanently. The Space for example would be in our hands, as our mind alone would be able to bend gravity. WE WILL...
Dr. Gibson tamped his hand on the chest and fell on the floor, grasping to stop his last breath of life to leave him. His 92 years of age had taken their toll and it none other than Gibson’s life. His aorta was failing for the last time, ending his speech
