iCer by Michael C. Brausam - HTML preview

Chapter 22 | Adiós Asshole!

Looking back at the plant, explosions and flashes of light could be seen inside. BMIs and droids were set in a death match; only one side would survive.

Doctor Reynolds observed his spacecraft fly away into space. He contacted the pilot and demanded his return, “Pilot, return my ship to the dock immediately.”

The pilot replied, “Sorry sir, but we were ordered to leave at gun point.”

Reynolds yelled, “Get whoever ordered you on radio now!”

JT overheard the request and said, “Doctor, there’s no way in hell we’re coming back. Matter of fact, Doctor, if you lose, you might never be coming back yourself.”

The doctor replied, “Detective, win or lose today, I will be back. My people. The droids. Control most of the world’s economies, police forces, armies and critical infrastructures. You can’t win. Your return to earth will be the end of you.”

Jennifer spoke, “Father, you have changed. You died when you became an android. You’re a machine, not a man and not my father.”

JT spoke again, and for the last time, “Doctor, win or lose today, the battle has just begun. Once I return to earth and show the recording we made of your doings, it’s War! And Doctor, I would bet on mankind any day of the week. Adiós, asshole!”

Jennifer and JT stood next to each other and looked out the windows of the spacecraft. When they looked back at the plant, they saw complete chaos and havoc as the plant burned. Looking forward towards earth, they saw a grey, almost black, ball in the sky. The earth as seen from space had been covered by massive pollution over the years. It was depressing to look at. Space, still unpolluted, clear, beautiful and filled with stars, would be hard to leave behind, but its beauty offered hope. The earth and the human race was worth fighting for.

The fight would continue in six and half hours. JT’s and Jennifer’s adventures together had just begun…

The End!