Sentinels of the Cosmos Trilogy (18 page)

THE HAPPY LICKER - LICK & STUFF
AND YOUR REWARD WILL BE
PLUMP AND JUICY

“Looks kind of sexy, and I really like the picture here
of the chick with big tits licking the envelope with the
words, 'tastes like chicken' coming out of her head,"
said Joe.
"Glad you like, you going to like flavor I gave you,
do me favor save for weekend, I'm sending you
another surprise,l I want all to be appreciated
together."
"No problem, we'll douse the mashed potatoes on
Sunday.” Ivan, I was wondering, how did you do this
all so fast and print everything so fast? I didn't know
there was so much money in envelopes. I appreciate
your company putting so much into this project, and
to think the envelopes are even cheaper than our
present ones. I just don't see how this isn't going to
work." Joe says.
"Joe, it work, it going raise quite little stir. Another
thing, I got little gifts for everyone here for being
cooperative; I got everyone tickets to see VIRUS,
new hit Broadway show; front row seats." Ivan takes
out the envelopes and gives them to Joe. “Could see
that everyone gets one? I appreciate."
"That was very thoughtful, Ivan; I'll take care of it.
Now, let's go down and meet your new four-legged
friends, and I believe you have a little something for
me," says Joe.
"Oh I have something for you, what happened to
phone you had in head?" Ivan asks.
"Oh, I got rid of it. I now have a 40 year old flip
phone." Joe exclaims.
"Very smart" Ivan replies. It's the first time he
legitimately agrees with Joe.
Charles was sitting impatiently in the limousine when
Ivan opened the door and got in with the three
yapping Yorkies, he gasps, "What the hell are these?"
"Dogs," Ivan said.
"I'm allergic to dogs," Charles complains.
"Too bad for you, I love dogs." These dogs love me
and I love them. Look at them so cute. You see, they
like me. My little pumpkins,” Ivan laughs and kisses
all three dogs. The three small Yorkshire terriers with
ribbons around their necks smile and lick Ivan. His
eyes are filled with love.
“You've got to be kidding," Charles complains.
"No, I no kid - these Yorkies my pumpkins!"
"Who would have known? OK but keep them away
from me," Charles complains as all three dogs snarl
and bark at him, Ivan kisses each one of them on the
head.
"Anyway if I can tear you away from the dogs, how
did the meeting go?" Charles asks?
"Good meeting, everything go as planned, all be dead
and Joe Davis die Sunday. He was repulsive man, but
I liked his antique flip phone and he sells me my
beautiful pets," replied Ivan.
"Nice," Charles says sarcastically.

Ivan says, “You decide when to kill everyone. You
push button activate virus; I give you app for cell
phone, they all die at same time. Next Monday
everybody die; up to you, you boss with special app."
Ivan was delighted as he leaned back in the seat of the
limo and took a deep breath cuddling up to his three
dogs. He croons in Russian; “Moi malish – (my little
baby), Moya lyubov – (my love).” He kisses each
one of them on the lips and looks at even Charles
with love in his eyes, but then thinks back to the task
at hand. The thought of all those people dying
thrilled him. The feeling was so similar to the love he
had for dogs. It was almost sexual. He looked at
Charles taking out his atomizer and said, "Charles;
you really very poor health, may not be alive on
Monday, maybe I should push button of death."
"Screw my health; I’m sure Sam didn’t destroy those
notes. That’s why I killed him, because if I really got
close he
would
have destroyed them. They’re
somewhere, probably in the head of one of those
Guards. I’ll find them and be young again with a
fresh new body.”
Ivan asks, “Do you know where Chase and Ally
going?”
“Yep, and they’re going to lead me right to Beneizen
Brewster,” Charles says and continues, “And we’re
going to let them get there; I have old business with
Beneizen.”
Tactfully, Ivan announces, "By the way, Sam didn’t
die - he managed get himself back down shaft and
surrendered."
"He's alive? Well I'll have my cake and eat it too,"
Charles exclaims.
"Charles you should think about giving up cake,"
Ivan suggests.
"What, give up my cake - never in a million years and
besides soon I'll live forever and will be able to have
all the cake I want. I plan on making me one of those
fresh new Guard bodies and crawling inside. My wife
maybe didn't want to live forever and maybe I lose
my soul in the exchange, but a deal with the devil is
just fine with me." Charles lights up a cigar and leans
back with it in one hand and his atomizer in the other
hand. The dogs bark joyfully and Ivan can't stop
petting them.
The room at EOJ had white walls, white floor, white
ceiling with white fluorescents and was completely
empty except for Sam sitting in an aluminum chair
inside a force field making it impossible for him to
move. Sam looks up at Charles coming into the room
dragging an aluminum chair and puffing on a cigar.
"You know why I came in here alone and no one is
looking in on us right now?" says Charles.
"No why?" Sam asks.
"Because I like you and I truly don't wish to kill you.
You're one of the great minds. It takes decades or
even centuries to produce one Sam. I don't want to be
wasteful.
"Is that why you had me shot?" Sam asks.
I forgive you for killing Doris," replies Charles.
"I did not kill her. She asked to be allowed to pass in
her own way," Sam returns.
"No, you killed her. I asked you nicely to save her
and you and Beneizen killed her," Charles says
getting more and more animated.
"Ok, have it your way," Sam says, seeing the futility
of the argument.
"Good, now we're getting somewhere. If I say
chicken is steak, you're going to say yes," Charles
explains as he takes a big drag off his cigar and adds,
"Here is what you're going to do. I want a fresh new
body with me in it, no second brain, no controls, just
a new printed body, synthetic!"
Sam thinks for a moment and says, slowly, "OK, but
do you know why she didn't have us make one for
her? It was because a new body like that would have
no possibility for making a soul. And above all else
she valued the higher energies she had produced
consciously during her lifetime, and she trusted those
energies completely. She knew that moving her to a
new synthetic body would have robbed her of the
opportunity for true immortality.
Charles takes another long puff on his cigar, thinks
for a moment and says, "Sam, Sam, Sam, you're
talking about what
she
wanted. I wasn't interested in
your spiritual drivel; I just went along with all of that
baloney, because I wanted the technology. You think
I don't know that Beneizen is from some backwater
pathetic planet in a galaxy far, far away. But he's here
on my planet now!"
Sam smiles at Charles "You really don't know who or
what he is, do you?"
Charles responds "Oh, I know."
Sam smiles again, "Remember, Charles, man's
greatest disease is ‘knowing.’"
Charles jumps up and slams Sam across the face.
"Feel better" Sam exclaims wiping the dripping blood
from his lip and continues; "You don't know anything
about Chase and Ally either."
"What do you mean?" Charles probes.
"I mean they are made
from
Beneizen. If you lock
yourself in a synthetic body, your chance for
evolution is gone, and you will never be able to get
out." Sam tries reasoning with Charles.
"You know Sam I loved Doris. I really did, but she
was my ‘cat’s paw,’ entre to all this technology. I
always wanted progress. So now Sam you're going to
give me what I want. Where is it?" Charles asks.
"OK I'll take you." Sam says.
"Where is it?"
"Close by," Sam smiles.
Chase, Ally and Juan are sitting in a coffee shop
drinking espresso. “The problem is they can track us,”
Chase says. They always know where we are and can
detect us anywhere. I was checking the manual and
we have a GPS transmitter that we can’t shut down,
and I don’t even know if there is a way to control it or
turn it off. If we find Beneizen and go to him as we
are we’ll lead them right to him.”

“Then why don’t they just take us right now?” Juan
asks.
“Because they want us to lead them to Beneizen, they
think I know his location,” Chase replies.
Ally interrupts, saying, “We can't just cut it out, that
would kill us. It's a kind of booby trap but I’ve been
studying our manual and it says our transmitters are
sensitive to certain frequencies of vibration. I think if
we placed a second transmitter over the first one we
might be able to block out or neutralize our
transmissions.”
“Yes but how could we be sure it was working?
Chase says.
“We’ll have to test it,” Ally answers.
Juan says, “I’m coming with you.”
“No Juan, terrible things are going to happen. I have a
direct connection with the EOJ computer. According
to EOJ directives, they plan on killing millions of
people to help reduce world population. They plan on
doing a test in New York City. They set up two zip
codes as the test area one in Brooklyn and the other in
the Bronx. Everyone or a high percentage of the
people in both of those zip codes will die. Your
family lives in one of those zip codes. You must stop
them. The FBI is their only hope.” Chase explains.
“I can’t go back to the Bureau, they’ll put me jail. I
just smashed two FBI agents in the head with a
statue,” Juan explains.
“I’ll take care of that.” Chase picks up Juan over his
head and throws him twenty feet into the wall. He
goes over to Juan again and throws him another
twenty feet through the glass window of the
Starbucks and says loudly, "Juan, you were forced to
cooperate with us and you tried to arrest us but we
resisted, you were a hostage!"
“Damn it Chase, I haven’t finished my espresso,”
Ally complains.
Chase smiles and hands her his, saying, “Take mine,
and let’s get out of here.”
Ally and Chase run out of the Starbucks with her
holding Chase’s cup of coffee without spilling a drop.
“Thanks,” she says, “we need to find a Home Depot.”
Chase says, “Why, you’re a walking Home Depot?”
Juan slowly gets up from the sidewalk helped by a
few bystanders. He looks at his wounds, shakes off
the broken glass and as the police arrive Juan thinks
to himself, "Well I'll give it to you Chase. You threw
me just the right way not to hurt me but I look like
hell."
The police ask Juan numerous questions and then
Trip arrives in a black SUV and takes Juan away
without a word.
Two hours later Chase and Ally are in in room 208 at
the Washington International Airport Days Inn. She
sits cross legged in the middle of the bed and empties
her Home Depot bags. “Do you know what we’re
doing; do you want to see something cool?” Chase
asks.
Ally ignores him and he says, “I seem to have some
kind of program for this. It’s interesting having two
brains; one brain reasons things out and is able to see
all the possible future results of actions and the other
brain is simply a super digital computer and storage
device. It’s so helpful when I’m not confused. I have
the result in mind and everything becomes the servant
of the best way to achieve that result.
Then Chase, with complete surprise says, but explain
this;” as his hand transforms into an I-pod, then into a
spoon and then into a computer. He then takes his
hand pushes it through the bed to the floor.”
Ali looks on in astonishment and asks, “How did you
do that?”
Chase just smiles "It's truly mind over matter.
Everything in the universe is made up of vibrations.”
They work together for several hours and Chase went
out twice more for various supplies and turned his
hands into various tools as they were needed to help
Ally. Late in the evening she had created two neck
bands. They looked very similar to chokers but each
had a small black case attached that rested neatly at
the top of the spine. “This should work” Ally said and
continued, “here put this on.”
"I'm not going to need it. I now understand how they
track us. Each Guard is tuned to and vibrates a
precise frequency; we are synthetics so there is a
consistency to our emanations. If we use our second
brain to program a chaotic human vibration it will
change our ‘signatures.’” Chase explains.
Ally smiles, saying, "Well, I had already figured that
out; these necklaces send out a scrambled, mechanical
human type signal without us having to unbalance
ourselves for no reason. You think you’re such a
smarty pants.”
Chase smiles and kisses Ally then puts the device
around his neck and says, “This is going to look very
strange on me.”
“You know someone implanted us with our
personalities, they’re very egotistical and useless,
since they only exist in a human’s imagination.” Ally
says.
“Personality or no personality, I look like a male
stripper with this necklace thing. Personality is a good
servant just a lousy master,” Chase complains.
“I think you look
cute
,” Ally smiles.
“Thanks, I’ve always wanted to be cute to someone,”
Chase says.
She puts it around his neck, gives him a kiss on the
cheek and says, “Now try and contact my processor.”
Ally says,” are you trying?”
“Yes!”
“Fantastic, I don’t know how long this will block
their ability to pick up our signal, but it will give us
some time. I wouldn’t turn it on until we leave
because they’re also probably going to try and follow
us,” Ally says.
“I don’t think so! They’re too confident to do that.”
“I hope you’re right,” Ally says.
“I think we should go shopping.”
“Where is all this money coming from?” Ally asks.
“Sam deposited a lot of money in a bank account for
us. I don’t need a card, just the account and pin
number,” replies Chase.
“As soon as you use that account they’re going to
close the account,” Ali says.
“Why, it’s under the name Manord G. Grebes?”
“Oh, who was Manord G. Grebes? “Ally asks.
“I’ll tell you on the plane, but I’m going to take out a
lot of cash this time.”
“You know Chase, I think they gave me a shopping
gene, I love to spend money and shop,” Ally says.
“No, Ally, all females have the shopping gene no
matter what planet they’re from,” jokes Chase.
“What and men don’t; give me a break.” Ally retorts.