Endless War (Complete)

Chapter 32 "Goodbye"

As instructed I reach out to my body, it is strange that it continues to survive without me in there. I concentrate on its breathing, trying to get in rhythm with its' heartbeat, something seems a little off but I go ahead and make the leap. My eyes suddenly open, and I see that Sebastian is holding me. He is so beautiful, so alive, so real. He notices that I am looking at him and his eyes light up.

"Is it done." He smiles.

"No, not yet. I don't have long. Just please bury me at the location that I am sending to your mother. Take everyone there. You will need my body to enter, bury me within the dome beneath a tree, by the water. I love you." I close my eyes and concentrate on Sharon, sending her the location of the dome before returning to the system. I can hear him screaming out my name, as one last tear trails down my cheek.

I am once again in the presence of The Curators, Nadia is leading them on looking off into the distance then they once again face me. "What do you think, Phoenix Aurora?"

"Of course, um let's see." I reach out around me and feel the physical connections with the ten cylinders. I see a confused look on nine of the faces and a smile on the face of the one called Nadia. "I am ending this!" I cut the lines to the cylinders using the same technique I have used several times on Sebastian. I am successful, they are gone, they are out of the system, Nadia was truly ready to die. I continue to focus on the cylinders and crush the internal cpu in each of them.

After the exertion I would think that I was going to be weak, but with no physical form I actually feel stronger. I am easily able to locate the EMPs that The Curators spoke of, and as promised by Nadia there is not one in the dome that I found. I don't know how to trigger them, but just as the order to kill The Dominion, just the thought should be enough. I feel the panic, rising up within myself, worried about the death and destruction they spoke of. It is time to notify the public.

I project myself to every screen and microchip, prepare for the worst and hope for the best. "I know the sudden execution of all The Tutelary, must have been a frightening experience, but it was necessary." I show them all of the orders that were given by these people, to kill and harm others. I show them the pain and suffering that befell all who challenged them and finally I show them the war. Man, killing man, completely slaughtering those who didn't even raise a hand to fight back.

I showed them meetings, where The Fallen were discussed, as being the poor and uneducated among us, and deserving of death. I show them the aftermath, village after village destroyed, men, women, and children littering the streets. "These soldiers and the general population were programmed to see nothing but aliens, sickly green monsters. Yes, programmed." I show them video of the implantation of the devices into the neck and the microchips being placed into them.

"My name is Phoenix Aurora and it is my last conscious act to end this ternary, disguised as protection, which has been ordered by the recently deceased Tutelary Class. These cruel people used us as their cattle, for organ transplants to extend their life spans, while cutting our own short. I was a soldier, I was their cattle, but I fought back." I show them images of the soldiers quarters as they grow and reach adulthood. I show them the culling of the men and the delivery conditions for the women. I also show the sad conditions of the nursery and the eventual culling of the women when the are no longer able to produce viable children.

I show the opulent living conditions of The Tutelary, and the poor conditions the general dome populations were subjected to. There were domes dedicated to growing crops, some were dedicated to producing electronics and others that were dedicated to producing entertainment. Their entertainment, varied from simple actors and studios to gladiatorial combat to the death. These goods were transported via solar operated trucks, these trucks were programed with a destination and were completely autonomous so that no one could rob them. They were programed also run over people, and animals in their way, at speeds of up to 200 miles per hour.

"The domes that contain the general population are now in areas that nature has abandoned, due to climate change. Some areas are still habitable and can be redeveloped. Today the domes will fall. These domes were part of the trick that The Tutelary played on us. They were never needed, the only reason they created them was so that they could keep you prisoner. Today, they will fall, and you will be free." I assure them.

"You are all linked to a system that has controlled you, your entire life. After dropping the domes, I will allow you to access these chips so that you can find a habitable area near you and map your way there. After two weeks the cards in your cerebral port will be rendered useless, you will no longer be controlled. You will be able to access memories, skills learned and life events off of these cards but the wireless system controlling you will be obsolete. The war has ended, this day will mark the end of the one thousand, nine-hundred and sixty-five years of war that has plagued our world. Peace be with you all, as we restart our world." I send out a feeling of peace and calmness over the population, to prevent mass panic.

The population will leave each domed city within two days time. Once they are gone the entrance to each city will be detonated by a group of programmed soldiers. These detonations will trigger a fail safe that was initiated when the cities were built incase of invasion, it will blow the entire city bringing it all down, so that nothing from the war will continue to exist.

I send out an order to all of the soldiers to return to the closest "cattle" facility and help the children and mothers escape their prisons, before they too are destroyed. Those are all the orders that I have. I hope that the world is ready for this. With just a thought I initiate the EMP devices set up all over our world and the world goes dark, as the domes fall.