Chapter 16

SHEILA - Synthetic, Humanoid, Enlightened, Inquisitive, Living, Android

Killjoy group

Ruslan (short blonde hair, 6’7’’) - Leader
Serafima (dark red head) - support/medical
Karina (blonde Hair) - Sharpshooter sniper
Timur (Dark hair 5’2’’) - computer/hacker expert
Egor- Electronics expert
Stas - Explosives expert

Pibald group

Evelyn (Auburn hair) - Leader former wife of General Gance/sniper
Christine/Chris (blonde) - personal combat expert- Evelyn’s daughter
Trina (red head) - Tall muscular, armed combat, Chris’s lover
Betty (Dark brown hair) - Recon/explosives expert, sister of Cathy
Cathy (Light brown hair) computer/Electronics/hacker expert
Diane (Dark brown Hair) short, mistress of deception/assassinations

It was about two hours later when I felt Sheila start to slow. I had fallen asleep; the fact that I was sick wasn’t sitting well with me.

“All units, report on the situation of viral infestation and solution,” I asked as soon as I got my thoughts clear.

“Affirmative, control. Eradication of viral infection has proceeded as ordered. Well over sixty percent are now deleted. Warning, warning! Elimination of all non-living viral components suggested. All non-living viral components are now in the corporeal waste center. All need expulsion before more waste center becomes backed up,” I heard the nanomites reply to me.

“Sheila?” I thought to her.

“Yes, Doctor Gance? Are you experiencing pain or numbness?” came her reply.

“I was just informed that I need to pee,” I told her and felt her confusion. “I need to excrete liquid waste. The nanomites informed me that my bladder has become full of non-living viral components.”

Sheila suddenly stopped, putting me down. “I apologize, Doctor Gance. I thought we could make it further. We are on the outer city limits of Edmonton. I had hoped we could make it all the way into the city.”

Trying to stay up on my half-numb legs wasn’t helping the situation either. Finally, I was able to stand with Sheila’s help. Zipping, I fished my flaccid penis out, then waited. Shit, I thought, I hoped I was in time.

I looked up to see Sheila staring at what I had in my hand. “Is something wrong, Sheila?”

“I am receiving strange sensations throughout my chassis, in the upper section. Also, in my lower section, I am also experiencing odd pulsations throughout. The emotion program also seems to be fluctuating greatly also,” Sheila told me with what I could swear was a look of deep concern on her face.

Worrying about her relieved whatever tension I had in my body. Even as I started, I noticed an almost rancid odor that rose from my urine. Then I noticed a greenish tinge to the color of it. Even though I knew what was causing it, I was still a little concerned.

“Your urine waste is normal for your condition, Doctor Gance. I am reading well over seventy percent eliminated,” Sheila told me, still staring at my penis.

I nodded, then I had a thought. “The color and smell may be normal, Sheila, though I hardly think that urinating for almost five minutes is. I’m going to be dehydrated if I don’t stop soon,” I told Sheila a little testily. I regretted it almost immediately when I saw the hurt look that flashed across her face.

“I apologize, Doctor Gance. It appears you are almost clear. I have already found several locations for us to disappear,” she replied.

“I’m sorry, Sheila. I forget sometimes that you don’t know the human body as well as a human does. Well, the internal feelings that we get,” I told her with my head a little low.

Sheila suddenly brightened up. “Thank you, Doctor Gance. The information you provided will help me to ascertain your needs far better in the future.”

I could only shake my head as she again picked me up over her shoulder. “Urine center now clear of non-living viral components. Now commencing extradition of remaining components. Production of replacement units now proceeding. First critical mass has been re-established. Second critical mass will take another twenty hours, thirty-three minutes to re-establish,” the nanomites announced.

I nodded, then felt foolish as I knew they wouldn’t know. “Report understood, continue to replicate and monitor the corporeal body,” I thought, letting out a sigh. ‘At least we were almost there. We’d be safe for a few days.’ Well, I thought we’d be.

On the extreme outskirts of northern Edmonton, a Boeing C-17 Globemaster III was on final approach. The Air Force transport was bringing much-needed supplies. It also held a surprise; one of a lethal variety. Landing them at the Canadian Forces Base Edmonton must have cost the General a few favors, Evelyn thought. Good, it served the bastard right.

As soon as the plane stopped, all six women sprang into action. Grabbing several bags, they made their way to their vehicles. Within another twenty minutes, they were at the extreme boundary of the base.

A Lieutenant-General and a Major-General were there at the gate. As they drove through, both men saluted the vehicles. Evelyn’s blonde daughter decided that now would be a good time. Leaning out the window, she shot both men the bird. Then, adding insult to injury, she laughed uproariously at their discomfort.

A moment later, the radio went off. Ah, Christ. What did that old battle-axe of a mother want now? “What?!” the blonde barked into the mike.

“Bitch, unless you want to go back to the stockade, you’ll start showing something I know you are sorely lacking in,” Evelyn’s voice informed her. “A little tact while we are here won’t hurt. Don’t think I’m playing, bitch, I’ll separate you and your bedmate in a heartbeat!”

Swallowing hard, she looked over to the muscular redhead. Damn, guess he crawled up her ass further than I thought. “Alright, mother, I will try to refrain from having fun,” the blonde said with all sincerity.

Evelyn’s eyes were wide a moment when she realized her daughter had been serious. It was about damn time, she thought as they drove into the city.

The Killjoy group had just crossed into the Alberta province. Serafima was still driving, though she’d almost wrecked several times avoiding the Mounties. Still, she was the fastest they had, though not the safest. The rest of the crew was asleep; it was going to be a few hours before they reached Edmonton. God, how he missed having helicopters.

Hmm, he thought, looking at Egor, getting a chopper wouldn’t be that hard if they had their way about it. They would make a move when they got to Edmonton. Settling in, he watched as the miles were quickly eaten away.

Picking up his cell, he placed a call. “I was wondering when you’d call, if at all. You and your team have seriously screwed up this time,” the general’s voice said low but menacing. “The only reason I haven’t ordered a search and destroy mission on you is your past successes. Though against my better judgment, I have called in another group.”

“Another group?” Ruslan growled. “We are nothing if not loyal to you, General. We will complete the mission.”

“Good,” the general replied nonchalantly, causing Ruslan’s anger to rise momentarily. “Then a little more incentive won’t matter that much. The first of the groups to eliminate the bastard will be made my first special situation group. You can also dispose of the rest of the other group as you see fit.”

“Da, General, I see. Anything else we need to know?” Ruslan replied.

“I want civilian casualties to an absolute minimum. The more there are, the more inquiries there will be. Your team’s zealous actions cannot be tolerated nor repeated,” the General calmly stated.

“Understood, General. We are heading to Edmonton at this moment. I had thought to acquire a helicopter there to add support in hunting him and it down. Now though, I feel that the action itself would cause undue notice,” Ruslan told the general.

The General was quiet a moment. “I’ll set something up, along with fueling arrangements. Fail again, Ruslan, and this will be the last, understood?”

“Da, General, very understood,” Ruslan replied grimly.

Sheila and I were walking into the warehouse district in the northeast section of Edmonton. Unlike many I had seen in America, this was rather clean, with almost none of the buildings empty.

“I have managed to rent a building using the finances of several high-ranking Canadian government officials. I have set up a number of false corporations to hide the trail. It would take a great deal of time to find out that I had done this. With this diversion, we should have maximum time here to plan strategy,” Sheila told me as we stopped at a rather small warehouse.

Opening the door, I saw that it was indeed small, though more than adequate for what we needed to do. “I just hope it is enough for the nanomites to rebuild in my system,” I told Sheila as she closed the door.

“You still have a little over eighteen hours before they are where they were before you were infected. For now, you can rest. I will acquire nourishment for you. I will also do a search of the University of Alberta Department of Computing Science,” Sheila relayed to me.

My eyes opened at the mention of the school. It had an elevated cybersecurity course that several of the techs who had worked with me had taken. “They have better than average cybersecurity, Sheila. I know that you can infiltrate almost any system, but can you get in without much detection?”

Sheila flashed me a smile that any other time would have alleviated my fears. This was a top-notch program. “With the many upgrades that I was able to implement, there shouldn’t be many problems at all.”

Taking a deep breath, I wasn’t as sure, at least not as secure in the idea as she was. We had an obviously high-tech hacker from the group after us. Then there were the people who were running the system we were actually breaking into. Then there was the Canadian government, who would probably get involved as soon as we started. I shook my head; I really needed to be at a higher level before we tried this.