Gabatrix: the Batrice Crisis
Copyright© 2025 by CMed TheUniverseofCMed
Chapter 12: The Return of the Goddess of Wisdom
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 12: The Return of the Goddess of Wisdom - Set after the events of Gabatrix: The Last Tank, resentment in the UWA grows in the colony of Batrice, one of the most essential worlds of the human race. Anger, confusion, and misinformation have reached an all-time high. A 24th-century Civil War is all but inevitable. It will be up to Shira, Javier, Stone, and the countless characters of past stories to find a solution before the UWA falls apart. Story Includes: Human/Anthro, M/F, M/FF, War, Sex, Action, Drama, Pregnant, Birth, Scalie, Alien
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Science Fiction Aliens Robot Space Furry Lactation Oral Sex Pregnancy Size
Ten minutes would pass. From the large passageway of one of the centripetal rings of Fort Rangoon, sets of armed men and women resided along the bulkheads. Wayward civilians and military personnel had seen the spectacle that was walking by them.
Many who didn’t know Minerva and Doctor Ericsson were met by the large array of individuals who were busy providing armed escort or securing the area. The ones who did recognize the cat-like robot would see the baby that was neatly clutched to Minerva’s breast.
Doctor Ericson was dressed in a familiar outfit, as he had been almost two years ago. He wore a white spandex-like suit, serving as a set of coveralls. His white boots pressed against the deck. Much like he was remembered for, he carried his signature red hair and red beard. He walked beside the automaton, noting the people who provided protection. The individuals continued their trek through the passageway.
“It’s strange to be on a station again,” Doctor Ericsson said.
“We have currently passed 24 armed personnel,” Minerva said in a partially synthesized feminine voice. “It appears that they have been placed there against their will.”
Inflections could be heard in her voice, giving the concept of emotional awareness. Unlike the few typical robots and androids of the UWA, Minerva was very self-aware and even empathic towards the doctor. However, through her voice, she was still giving an objective persona.
“Hmmm,” Ericsson remarked. “I wonder if they’re trying to protect us from others or protect them from us.”
“The guards are unnecessary,” Minerva said. “They only serve to highlight our arrival.”
“I don’t like it, Minerva,” Ericsson said. “I miss Eutera already.”
“You saw the videos, Doctor. Shira and Javier have emphasized their desire to speak with us personally.”
“I’m not afraid of them, it’s the wayward nutjob that may have it in for you...”
“Then you have answered your inquiry on the purpose of these guards.”
It was odd seeing the people look upon them. Eutera had become well acquainted with seeing the couple. Their peaceful environment had been replaced with an artificial, busy, and crowded one. However, despite Ericsson sounding concerned, he was very composed and partially inquisitive about the change. If anything, he felt more nostalgic.
“I remember setting foot on Eutera and saying to myself that I would never set foot on a ship or station ever again,” he said.
“Do you wish to return?” Minerva asked.
The man shook his head. “No ... whatever Shira and Javier need, it’s important. They wouldn’t just call us here to say hello. I’m more concerned about what they want than anything else.”
“Our answers will come soon. Shira’s personality indicates an 84% probability of her revealing her intentions with me.”
“What about me?”
“There is an 89% probability that you serve no purpose to her current set of planning.”
“You mean I’m just here to say hello to everybody and that’s it?”
“Yes, and I believe that is for the best. Your life would be placed in peril otherwise.”
“Peril? Minerva, I don’t want you putting yourself in danger for these people.”
“There is consensus. I agree,” she said. “However, Shira and Javier are unique to us. They almost serve as a parallel to our lives. Shira is smart and intelligent, and observant of her surroundings.”
“She’s a little bit like you...”
“Yes, but she is organic in nature, a prime of her species.”
“You find her intriguing...”
“Yes. Javier is receptive to Shira and open to others. The current circumstances are unique. I’m sure that their needs can be met. However, Shira’s personality holds a hint of deception designed to hold anonymity in her well-being and intentions. Caution will still be advised when we speak with her.”
The man briefly looked at her as they continued their walk. “I can absolutely agree...”
Shira and Javier sat alone together in a room, which was almost identical to the other waiting room they had been in before. However, unlike the other room, the interior seemed slightly skinnier. This one consisted of a simple metal table with several sets of mounted chairs placed together. There were two sets of lit displays mounted on the walls. Shira sat in the middle chair, while Javier sat beside her. Both were in their respective uniforms.
The waiting room had become a makeshift office. Shira had her tilons open and placed on the table, serving as a digital display. Meanwhile, Javier had his tablet ready. Finally, he set the device down and took a deep breath. Shira briefly looked at the man beside her, seeing Javier rubbing his head.
“You’re fatigued...,” Shira calmly said to him. “Perhaps you should get some rest...”
“After this...,” Javier replied. “After this...”
“I’ll handle the rest of the crew issues and whatever else you need to resolve.”
“Yeah...,” the man sighed. “Last issue of the day ... Bransen is requesting to be assigned to the station’s galley. I want him working for the officers’ galley...”
“That sounds reasonable...”
Javier took a deep breath. “So ... we’re finally having them come and see us.”
“Yes...,” Shira replied.
“With everything that’s been happening recently, I admit that I wasn’t expecting to personally see the AI responsible for causing so much grief to the UWA in the early days of the Itrean war.”
A beeping sound could be heard at the other side of the door.
“Now you will...,” Shira said. “Open the door...”
Javier tapped a button on his tablet. The moment that he did, the door slid open. The man was met with the spectacle of seeing the Great Doctor Ericsson enter the room. He was followed by Minerva, cradling her baby. The couple stood before Shira and Javier before the door closed behind them.
“Captain Shira,” Ericsson addressed her. “You seem ... stockier than I remembered. I guess the cameras did a disservice.”
“Doctor,” Minerva explained. “The cameras were functioning at 100%. Captain Shira carries her current shape because she is in the later stages of pregnancy.”
“I know,” the man replied. “I just wanted to poke fun at her. Shira, what brings you to this station?”
Javier answered first. “The question should actually be applied to you. You already know we’re in the early stages of an all-out civil war with Batrice.”
“According to the news media reports,” Minerva said. “Batrice has successfully committed to their secession from the UWA. We have received the reports that Batrice is committed to mass executions, including men, women, and children.”
“They still are,” Javier replied. “The number has reached around 413 so far on Fort Batrice, not including the destruction of the rebel base located in Batrice’s south pole or the others on Batrice’s surface. Batrice has killed well over 11,000 so far.”
Ericsson shook his head. “God...,” he replied. “Such savagery. There was a reason why Minerva and I took to living on Eutera. Batrice would have decompiled her program the moment they’d discovered her existence.”
“Yes, I know,” Shira stated. “However, it does raise interesting questions as to the specific reason for both of you to commit to living in isolation together, especially a ‘person’ of Minerva’s talents.”
“You requested our presence,” Minerva said. “Why do you seek me in person?”
Shira placed her hands on the table, clasped together. “Let us get to the heart of the matter that’s at hand,” she explained to her. “I need your help in subduing Batrice. The UHN forces are not enough to overpower Batrice’s defenses alone. We can only match their strength.”
“Uh...,” Ericsson questioned her. “You want Minerva to get involved with this? I ... don’t know about that.”
“Why not?” Javier asked.
Minerva’s mechanical eyes blinked as she looked at both Shira and Javier.
“In what way would you want me to help you?” Minerva asked Shira.
“Anything you can provide,” Shira stated. “It’s possible we can use you to completely overwhelm Batrice’s security grid, control Batrice’s defense networks. I’m sure that you could easily dominate their systems.”
“I knew where this was going...,” Ericsson said. “Shira, we agreed to help you out with your ‘restoration’ project. That’s still going to take us another good 6 months at most. However, what you ask right now is too much. I didn’t create Minerva to be some nuclear option for you ... you or anybody. Minerva is a person, the most advanced super advanced AI ever created.”
“And yet, she’s so underutilized...”
“You’re not the only individual to make such a claim,” Minerva replied. “However, Doctor Ericsson’s statement is correct. I am unique. You will make the argument that I shut down 99% of Mar’s entire UWAN, utility, and facility networks within 1.24 seconds, an action that no other program or living AI construct can ever achieve. However, those reasons came down in defense of not only my existence but also the defense of Eve. If I didn’t reach out to humanity and establish my presence, make my case to them, then my existence and Eve’s would have surely ended, a decision that a majority of humans agreed at the time.”
“As I’m aware...”
“Shira,” Ericsson added. “There are too many problems with your request. Since Minerva’s prior complete takeover of the UWAN, new protocols were made to help ensure that no similar AI would commit to it ever again. Even I helped play a part in redesigning it ... at least to a point. I’ve never fully regained their complete trust, as they see me as a security risk. Thankfully, with the Itrean war going on, Minerva and I have managed to slip past most of the political and social media attention ... put as much space as possible between us and more dire situations. However, if you’re asking Minerva to subjugate Batrice’s networks, then it’s going to bring that argument back into fruition. It’s going to lead to a new arms race in creating AIs powerful enough to overwhelm colony networks or something much worse.”
“Yes, I’m well aware of your fear of creating something that you have no control over ... as you should. Minerva, ... what is your knowledge of the ‘Likawoah’ and ‘Elc’ren Oren?’”
“Analyzing...,” Minerva said for a brief second. “Yes, they are Itrean names based on your shared databases.”
“Explain...”
“The term belongs to two constructed races created for the Itreans. They are an artificially created organic species designed solely for labor, servitude, and recreation. The Likawoah were created by the Yutilians. The Elc’ren Oren were created by the Aksren. A disease was responsible for wiping out the Likawoah within 1389 years of their existence. There are unconfirmed reports of whether the disease was responsible for their demise or if they were discontinued and sent to other unknown worlds.”
“And how did that disease come into existence?”
“The Yutilians created it...”
“Really?” Javier questioned. “If that’s the case, then the Yutilians destroyed what they created. Why?”
“No clear reason is provided,” Minerva continued. “However, one unsupported theory suggested that they were nearing that of rebellion. To finish Shira’s inquiry. The Elc’ren Oren were created by the Aksren. Unlike the assumed shorter existence of the Likawoah, the Elc’ren Oren were created over 60,000 years ago and utilized thoroughly by the Empire of Gwin. Their history is more documented, where they eventually committed to strikes, open rebellion, revolt, insurrection, and murder when the species began to fight back against their creators. It was surmised that the Elc’ren Oren were responsible for causing damage to Gwin’s economy, with a war that lasted for over 93 years before the Aksren Gwin Empire exterminated them.”
“I’ve never heard of this before,” Javier remarked.
“What is your opinion on this, Minerva?” Shira calmly questioned her.
“The Itreans were responsible for creating new species that ultimately rebelled against their creators,” Minerva answered. “All known attempts by the Itreans to perform a similar role still fell upon the same results. Are you trying to draw a comparison with the Itreans and the Humans?”
“Unlike you, the humans didn’t create a new species, but still created new life. I agree with your statements. By creating a new species to replace Itrean jobs and roles, the new species will ultimately replace the creators entirely. My goal in calling you here was not to promote such a course of events. However, unfortunately, our situation is rather dire. As you know, the UWA has now fractured under Civil War, a situation that can no longer be contained. A regime has taken power and threatens to undermine humanity at a time when cohesion is needed the most to repel against powers that are far stronger than it. Batrice’s population has been misled by misinformation and fear to follow this new form of government.”
“They’re executing people,” Javier added. “And you know this is only the beginning. They’re following the Khmer Rouge and the evils that they committed. We need Minerva’s help ... how exactly, I don’t know yet.”
The doctor seemed to hate the idea. Minerva was also calculating and assessing their request.
“That won’t be as easy as it sounds,” Ericsson said. “Assuming Minerva and I put aside our feelings on being involved or not, Batrice has likely implemented other security measures. I may know a little bit about possible backdoors, but it’s going to lead to new problems ... problems that’ll come back to us. If Minerva agrees and overwhelms their systems, not all the Batrice people are going to embrace us. What Minerva did back at Mars was done out of pure desperation, not as a symbol of dominance. I didn’t create her to do that, and what Minerva did, we agreed was the right thing to do at the time. Minerva made the agreement to accept a 100-year operational service ... an agreement we all made together in good faith after the situation with Mars was settled. That was done to make sure everyone else was satisfied in recognizing Minerva as a human and sentient being, recognizing that she has mortality. If we start getting involved, we’re going to make enemies again, and I’m not talking about the threat of Itreans or any other race that comes barreling down our doorstep.”
“I do agree,” Javier replied, looking at Shira. “Getting Minerva involved is going to start raising questions on the ethicality of using advanced cyber warfare. Our goal is to convince the Batricians to give up and return to the UWA, not subjugate them either. It’s a war of propaganda and themselves instead of just using armies, much like what’s happening with the Itrean conflict as well. Batrice needs to recognize that their government is evil and undo its creation. I would strongly oppose the idea of involving Minerva in Batrice. But, ... I assume there’s another reason why you asked them to be here?”
“Yes,” Shira stated. “My line of inquiry is to establish where you stand on various topics involving a long-standing war. I was also analyzing to see if you saw yourself as far superior to the humans who created you. Because we’ve never personally encountered the Likawoah, the Elc’ren Oren, or any other prohibited species creations, I’m left with the one artificial lifeform that was created by the humans, in this case, by the great Doctor Ericsson.”
Minerva seemed to think for a moment before she answered. “Yes,” she stated. “Before my term operation was established, there were personal conclusions made that my matrix was far superior to humans. However, there are still limitations. My program operates within my core. If it is destroyed, then there is the possibility of me being lost forever. Various other means can be made to disrupt my system. In the purposes of cybernetics, quantum core engineering, and other cyber warfare establishments, there is no greater comparison than my own. However, in the fear of humans and advanced AI constructs, I see the good and compassion of human beings. Doctor Ericsson has been a perfect example, both as a romantic partner, human being, and parent. Humans must be preserved, not exterminated or overruled by my decisions.”
“Hmmm,” Javier questioned her. “And what about the purposes of helping out Shira in this ... other project of hers?”
“The action would not lead to the personal harm of Itreans. It would merely lead to a positive outcome, the preservation of the T’rintar clan and mankind. It would lead to a possibility of turning the tide of war with little loss of life. Meanwhile, our anonymity and involvement would remain intact, as per Shira’s promises.”
“And it’s still going to take time for its completion as well,” Ericsson added. “Translating and creating new Itrean algorithms from scratch for one of the most advanced Itrean computer core networks is beyond extensive even for my level of degree. I know what you’re asking took this ‘Jalgren Empire’ hundreds of years, with all their best technicians working together nonstop.”
“I did not call your presence here to remind you of this goal, Doctor,” Shira calmly corrected him. “As you have already stated this before. No doubt both of your expertise will continue to be needed. However, the pressing matters remain. Without Batrice, the UWA will be made further vulnerable to the opposing Itrean clans. Both sides must work together for a common cause. In this scenario, Minerva’s capabilities must not be wasted.”
“What would you propose, Shira?” Minerva asked her. “Understand that the request must be reasonable.”
“Simple ... if we cannot use you to pacify Planet Batrice’s UWAN, then we can use you to assert full control of Fort Batrice. With Fort Batrice disabled, Batrice’s government will be made more vulnerable.”
Minerva looked over to Doctor Ericsson for a moment before looking back at Shira. “There are problems with your request,” Minerva continued. “During the time I controlled Mars’s UWAN and facilities, I was able to reach out throughout the entire UWAN. I effectively shut down, activate, or control any facility. However, Fort Batrice was invisible to me.”
“Invisible?” Javier asked.
“It would be how you would describe it. Fort Batrice was separated from the UWAN. I was not able to reach out to it, nor did I have a desire to do so.”
“What happened?”
“Fort Batrice wasn’t connected to the UWAN,” Ericsson replied. “When I investigated it, they engaged in simple yet very effective practices. It completely isolates itself from the UWAN. I’m afraid that it’s going to be a similar situation with most spaceships that purposely isolate themselves.”
“What if she were inside the station?” Shira asked. “Could you control Fort Batrice’s entire network?”
“Without knowledge of Fort Batrice’s internal network,” Minerva said. “There is no guarantee that I could successfully accomplish that task.”
“But you could do it?...”
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