Orazio (Vol. 1) Orazio and the Isis hormone.

Epilogue

Isis is back in Philae, the town owned by her cult.

She still has a bandage on her head and various wounds all over her body, the result of her terrible battle against Orazia and Mrs. Johnson.

She is not in a good mood.

Her mood worsens when she is informed that her beloved Orazio has escaped.

Isis screams in rage.

"Can someone explain to me how it is possible for a boy of 18 to have escaped the vigilance of the Temple Eyes?" she shouts angrily.

"My goddess" says the leader of the Eyes throwing herself on her knees. "The boy had help from outside."

"What? How?"
"We are investigating it. It was someone with the power to become invisible. He tricked us and the boy was able to escape on a flying bike." says the woman, trembling with fear and not daring to lift her head from the ground.

"I see. And who might you be?"
"I am Eye-Captain Neboo, Eyes of the Temple." says the woman.
"And I trust that you will find the boy and bring him to me?" Isis says looking at Neboo with contempt.

"If I find him, I will bring him to you my goddess" she says submissively.

Isis nods somewhat calmer. "You'd better do it soon."

With a gesture she dismisses all her worshippers. To content her they have brought her a beautiful young man who looks at her in terror not knowing if he has to leave or stay.

Isis looks at him and smiles. "Who are you?" she asks.
The man stutters, not knowing what to say.
" SPEAK!"
The man breaks into a sweat.

"I... I'm... No!" he says. "You are Isis, the goddess of magic and of the moon! You will cast your spell and make me immortal!"

Isis throws her head back and bursts out laughing. "Get out of my sight before I kill you." she says suddenly becoming furious.

The young man runs out of the temple, presumably to inform the Eyes of what has happened.
Isis goes back into her temple deeply thinking over her situation.
Who could have helped Orazio?

Whoever it was is dead.

"Orazio... what a good time we'll have when you're back" thinks Isis "I'm going to cause you so much pain... so much pleasure. You will learn again to obey and worship me. And you will also learn that a mortal cannot escape the love of a goddess."

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Far away, in the desert, The Company has a secret facility. A subway bunker whose existence was known only to Mrs. Johnson.

The facilities are fully automated and there are no human personnel.

A process is completed. "Data transfer completed." says an artificial voice.

Mrs. Johnson's consciousness awakens in an artificial body.

"So it has happened" thinks her new synthetic brain. "I have died." She sits up and begins to contemplate the events that have lead to her own death. Her synthetic brain connects to Interlace and does a quick search for news related to her own death.

"Orazia" her new brain is incapable of feeling surprise, but something doesn't fit. "Why would Orazia kill me? And how was she able to bypass my security systems all by herself?"

A quick search allows her to find out that Orazia has escaped police custody and is on the run. "The only suspect in my murder is on the run - how convenient!"

Mrs. Johnson (at least her conscience) stands up and observes her new body in a mirror. She is a special android, designed by The Company to be a deadly weapon with top-secret technology.

It looks like Mrs. Johnson herself when she was in her early twenties. The reproduction is perfect. No one would be able to tell that it is not a human being. She already proved it with Narmer.

The synthetic skin is sensitive and Mrs. Johnson touches it in different places, observing how it reacts differently.

"It's not like being alive" she thinks "but it's close enough."

She feels no desire for revenge, but believes she must find out what happened and punish the culprits. People must take responsibility for their actions in order for the world to function properly.

First things first, she must get her new body properly equipped to deal with situations like this.
"I have the resources now" she thinks "I guess it's time to get this job done."