The Inner Colony Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Rex Koppe was walking down Pennsylvania Avenue when he had a sudden flashback, it all came back to him in nanoseconds, he knew what his mission was and how to accomplish it. It was a simple plan, but yet masterly orchestrated it had been more than two thousand years after the last President was assassinated, that it was almost unthinkable, not even urban legends contemplated such atrocities anymore; but the time had come and Rex would not hesitate to follow thru is plan.

Life had been good to the Koppe's, good health and longevity; Rex's father was now 320 years old and had a 30 year old girlfriend. His mother had divorced now 25 times but at her tender age of 220 who would blame her, even Rex dreamed once in a while with her own gorgeous mother. They kept the best of relationships, and over all they loved their only son Rex, who at 60 was ready to start a life by himself.

Sometimes Rex wondered why wasn't him born on the 21st or 22nd centuries when he could be prepared and ready by the tender age of 25, now with all the extra sensorial programming and exponential learning, just getting out of high school before 30 it's considered genius potential; something Rex was surely not. But that fascination with ancient history that gave him a purpose, a dream and a challenge. Rex confronted all of his teachers with his version of history, if Earth's Commonwealth Congress wouldn't have banned all visual records of crimes and atrocities, how would his generation know the difference? The mood gene, which was discovered in 3056 isn't flawless, and the screening of fetuses would eventually slip something by. But very time he was turned down, beaten mentally and suffered isolation from the rest of students. Rex wasn't stupid; he loved so much the company of women that he just pretended not to care anymore about the matter, so he could enjoy the taste of flesh.

It was then in Rex's years at the Venus Naval Academy that he found the turning point of his life. While diving at the Odysseus Sea he stranded himself from the pack, as usual careless; but suddenly he saw the oddest thing he had ever seen, it resembled a huge whale with wings, he got closer, and could read in ancient English the inscription DISCOVERY. Rex got inside and found a strange looking orange container no bigger than a suitcase. He took it and after being reprimanded as usual by his platoon officer he started to analyze the content. What Rex was about to find no words in this world could describe.

Rex entered the Grand Central Station; the oldest standing building in the world, it still amazed him how the ancients could build such magnificent structures without the tools of today. Now used as a beam projector hub, where less privileged people transported themselves from city to city or planets, so at the end it still served it's original purpose to transport masses.

He placed himself in the line of people getting tickets to Calcutta, as part of his alibi strategy he needed to be as far away, but within the boundaries of the planet. Nowadays planet tourism was been screened for smugglers and other not so respectable trades. Traveling in Earth wasn't as flamboyant, since anybody with a couple of credits could go to the farthest place on the planet. Charles Cayu the great inventor of the light beam transporter made sure of that; Once patented the technology he made it clear that going from anyplace in the world to another the energy used was exactly the same, so there was no excuse for price hikes whatsoever.

Two tickets to Calcutta please! Said Rex with no emotion at all, the lady at the teller scanned Rex's hand and debited the 4 credits, and simply said next! He still longed to see the first piece of any material besides his clothes on him, everything was so automated, so faceless that he really wanted to feel the rush of touching a piece of paper and simply throw it to the floor, just as all the fourteen generations of Koppe's did. But just as his daydreaming started to drift him away, he got hit by a running girl, knocking the air out of stone solid Rex. I've been caught! Was my first thought, how could they know my plan? How can this small girl knock the wind out of me? She must be a highly trained officer from the österburo, but none of this analysis could decipherer her reaction. Are you fucking retarded? Why don't you see where you're walking! Last time I checked I thought the Down syndrome gene was sent to the Orion Belt to be destroyed forever, but I guess somebody has been doing unauthorized trips around!

Rex was for the first time in his life speechless; he understood the jargon as ancient English, but not the meaning behind them. He just smiled, and started to laugh. I'm Rex Koppe, sorry for that, he helped her to stand, and she smirked a smile and answered Olga Cienfuegos. A true name for this flamethrower woman. The same woman that changed his plan; and the universe as we know it.

Olga Cienfuegos wasn't always in a rush like today, she could process the entire phone directory in minutes, but deciding what to wear complete hours, she couldn't escape her Latin heritage; unlike women of today she had to be feminine and audacious, and above all flirting to any man in front of her. Rex, umm I need a king like that in my castle; thought Olga while standing, she noticed his rough built, scanned every inch of his torso and arms, and of course; every man's most treasured part, his crotch. She had learned how to determine the real size of a man's penis by calculating his height probable age, muscular structure, and probable weight. And this Rex had all the right ingredients. That's the problem of being a cyborg altered human; you know too much of things you don't need to know.

Are you ok? Can I do something to comfort you? Rex asked politely, but instead he was observing this beautiful animal in front of him, with legs that could strange any man and lips so tender he wanted to bite them off her. If she's from the österburo so be it, I can always get rid of her after we enjoy some time together. But for now I'm starving!, I don't know about you but when I get hit by a space craft I get really hungry! Can you join me? She couldn't keep her smile and started to laugh back, sure! Why not? I will be beamed in another two hours; but don't get any ideas ok? Fair enough said Rex, and off they went to Pappa's a nice treulerian restaurant near Central Station.

So Olga where are you going? Asked Rex starting conversation; Calcutta! To visit my mother who's been enjoying the highlights of that beautiful metropolis. Did you know that Calcutta was a dump and a whore happy galore place 2000 years ago? Said Olga like testing this walking cock's intelligence. Yes, I've read a few things here and there; but I'm not much of a history guy. I'm more about the future and the present, don't you think so Olga? Olga, my name in his lips sounds irresistible, why are we here wasting time? We should be fucking our brains out now! But wait Olga, get a grip; that will come, for now just stick to the basics. We don't want to scare the shit out of him when he realizes that I or we or whatever are a cyborg, but not an ordinary one, the first and last creation of Jan Kaputia, the creator of artificial living tissue, so your transplant is unnoticeable by any scanner, and less to any human. Shame we had to kill Jan in order to keep our little secret safe.

If I told you that I'm also going to Calcutta, what would you think? That I have a tourist partner! Said Olga; without hesitation. Like the coldest blooded assassin. He had to have this woman; he couldn't resist her presence, it was something Rex had never felt before; so he just stood, grabbed her by the neck and kissed her. Minutes later they were beamed to Calcutta, where they made love madly until late hours, the adventure had begun.