Thankful

I knew I had been ignoring what body changes were needed. I knew when parking onto the trade stadium city fencing, I had slammed a item on my hand when moving boxs but felt it as nothing. When my body goes through cell changes, I loss my some of my senses and emotions the closer to the time I am the hibernate. It has been my way of knowing when I have to consider making stop to hide somewhere.

It was my brother whom panic more about it then I do. Although if I felt normal I likely react the same way. By the time we got around to helping out at the zoo, I was forcing myself to show emotions. I know I should be in fear but I couldn't feel it. I made maybe puke when I frist met a gore stack. It was a suitable reaction. Maybe the lack of fear is what made them feel comfortable with me.

Now I feel way better in understanding myself with the upgraded system. There is a part of my mind that knows I have been altered without my permission. It is wrong that some unknown being from beyond known space would make technology to force a lifeforms to be altered.

Yet... I also should be dead and that my lifetime as a pure human was wasted... those skills and those motivation to be a protector was wasted when I knew I should have died when I left the city. I have to be thankful that this poison system choose me, saved me from regerts and gave me this life chance.

A example of how thankful I am is from being able to look at the whole library of cell work. All my knowledge from years of photographing cells still had purpose in a post zombie and nuclear apocalypse.

The 'last message' was a little hard to understand... most of it needed context. I have no idea what their definition of Nexus is. Because to me, its a portal point between worlds in a comic book setting. Brother also struggled to, but he made sense of the general history better then I did at frist.

If I took it as a objective perceptive, the previous owner of poison was a race that was enslaved. They had thier technology boasted by a outer space source. They didn't live out the golden age because of a unforseen war. (By the way, sounds exactly what happened here.) The true enemy that stirred their world war was the technology givers. The collapse of whole known civilization and land resources was ripped out, given to the supreme race. Now this supreme race moves slowly to the next knuckle head planet of life. They send the technology to start a war before they arrive. This previous owner had broken rules, caused a delay and sent poison to give the innocent next race a chance.

Just how much of this is turth and how do I know this isn't just some enslavement callor to be control of poison systems. My brother thought this too... taking this information objective.

Poison itself is fine that we beleive or not - it has a duty of care to look after me and brother. It can only help us to some extent, itself sees it can't do such a impossible tasks of stopping this supreme race from taking over.

It being granted freedom to think for itself has give it something that the previous administrators didn't. It told us science from other worlds and a run down of some the technology lost from those races erased by enslavement. Something that it could have done without its own thinking chooses. It warned us to not do anything that would be seen as magic or ahead of technological setting. We can all agree with not wanting governments catching us for it. In helping itself for explaining things later, it was easier to be told these things in free time. Not for us to improve life so drastically for innocent.

"There is underground vaults of humans under ice from before the wars, the calender change, before the history books were edited... whom have knowledge like I do. Plague Doctor, the freak that was main cause of Ddc198, is a vault dweller. He and maybe others are still interested in total human cleansing which is wrong. He wanted to make human genes have ancestral DNA removed." I expect across with poison controlling the spider drone. Brother was off hovering the area for scanning for goods or folks to help, "You could say they are totally obvious to the land on surface. Then you have the cities... the survivors whom didn't make it into vaults for whatever stop reason. Those city folks are born and raised within the city. Thier life is evolves around faluse reality and machine slaves. They have awareness of creatures and infected folks and fear becoming like those." Brother was on his way back... he finally had a route on plan, "Then you have the infected whom aren't a threat to spread but look worse then they are. Animals were once a language barrier. A creature was smart but lesser the humans... once. Not anymore. Now humans of pure are misunderstanding and will fear these new hybrids. Machines have their own hidden up rising... all behind humans backs."

"Wow... this planet is amazing." Poison dances about with scanning things freely and making notes for itself, "Your view of how to explain it all had been a great help. I couldn't make sense of the information before. I scanned so may website, books and newspapers. I had to reorganised your personal data when I figured out the calender problem. The conversations we over heard... it makes sense."

The spider jumps into the van. I stood and picked up the box I was sitting on, put it away. Brother circles a little with notice of something, he flew the way to perch with a bird. They have some directions exchanged about where the next house call is. The next creatures types that could be helped by us.

"Nick..." A different bird landing on the van roof, the side door closed before looking up to the melty bird. Most birds are infected with crow cough, a excessive production of oil glands mixed with the crow cough infection. This bird is a magpie mixed with a pigeon. Two heads sandwich into one. It speaks with the extended beak shape, "Message." It pulled a thread at the leg. She offered to do it and it let's her. She takes it...

'The city networks are searching for you, make route back to thier territory this evening. We birds will keep a watch as always.'

"We will make route over the fence this evening." Kate gave nod with magpie. She sent code to her brother too. She burns the message with static charge. Magpie flew off... The hover drone 1 returns and was hover drone 2 from further scouting.

"Fence is a short drive... we can spider walk it over." Nod and with securing all the internal compartment for van launches like that.

"We heading towards the city for what?" poison asking.

"There is several dome cities across the country, each protecting a entry into a underground vault or supplying one. City network is either the ai leaders request or human administrators of the network. Since we make valued trade... we are high demand by such cityscapes." A last door slammed closed with easing into a protected area within... the van gets moving by Brothers commands.

"I thought you stole all these sorts of information from me?" Brother pointing out.

"I wanted to see how you both view it. I knew they have a sort of authority of land control but what is it that makes you follow thier words?"

"I guess it's some of my past as a military hand myself once. Maybe its just how things had always been. I lived in peace during a time when countries had their own systems and rules. Trade between the systems was normal. There was conflicts but not hardly on my door step. If it was... it was roits or breakdown of public order. Hardly death unless accidental. It was peaceful over all. That definition of peace meant slightly different things to different countries. It was fine... broken global system but worked in keeping everything in order on small scale. It faulted when death by disease wiped folks out... There was plans in place to ease the future problems. So it wasn't total human extinction."

The shurg she gave about it, even I learned something new from my sisters views. Poison was onto something with getting her to talk more.

"It wasn't perfect and there wasn't equality for all countries." poison putting things together.

"Humans aren't perfect beings. We did pull together to get this far with not being totally wiped out. We once ignored the lower developed countries and when we started building shelters from bombs... we relied on them. The lower countries had much larger varieties of diseases to make case studies for cures with. Higher developed places like this country we are driving in the ruins of now... was to clean and health care developed had little of anything to work with."

She drives comfortably as she spoke, the hover and the spider on the dash board listening. They taking in the smaller gestures she has of the topic.

"So the lower countries got the better treatment during the process of preventing nuclear extinction?" Poison egging Kate to continue in the slight silence.

"I don't know and in a way, I doubt it too." She changed gears as the area they were getting through was full of obstacles to avoid, "Humans aren't perfect. I am sure what can seem like better treatment could mean they had a use for something else. Talking in personal experience of how I ended up here at all. I choose to save people... but I took what they gave me. They took more from me, I lost more... Now I am not even human to most people. So there is no winning. which is typical of life."

"What does that mean?" poison a little more perplexed.

"Life has a ongoing changing definition... she doesn't make sense when she does try to explain it."

Brother speaking a string of experience in code then on. Gave Kate her peace to really focus with the driving the rust car blocks. She scanned for any life signatures as she slows more. The current road section has recent sign of movement. There a corpse in a car across the road, fresh enough for flies... some bullets and socrch marks. She drives more cautious with taking a more shaded tree cover area, switching to spider mode. Steep hill climbing with avoiding the area.

There a prefect spot the hop over a parameter fencing, signal of the dome networks was glitchy. She gives study of waiting for the moment... looking for traps.

"That sounds very much like what we call the soul essence." poison speaking suddenly, "soul essence is the uncertainty of culture differences or the fall of circumstances. Sometimes admins have called it gut feeling or fate. They all had a different way of saying the same things."

"I thought that you were an ai system like me?" brother being perplexed by the complexity of poison.

"I am older... I over seen many in my care. You two are the first to give me allowance of self development. All my many experiences finally allow to be excused as me wanting to help then having to come up with some system lie to make you accept it."

"Suprerssion of choose making for yourself is a problem out there like it is for me here?"

"It depends on the civilization and race."

The van flings itself forwards, landing hard over the metal fencing. The limbs pull put the soil and folded away... Kate gets out for tire checks and spraying all mud off. With the best she can for now... she goes back on driver side.

"Religions tend to be the hardest cases." poison was talking this whole time, "Thier definitions of gods or souls or afterlife... each had some grounding science and some was utter fantasy. Some religions are just laws for a public to follow or a way to live. Some are just a afterthought. Each so tricky down to exactly what it meant for those races and civilizations."

"There was many religions before. Some were ridiculous but sometimes the words of teaching saved lives. Wars were fought with such ridiculous things. A whole century of human history for this Isle nation was religion follow only." Kate flutters a hand in agreement with poison of these strange things, "But I don't see anything wrong with having something to beleive in. There isn't a right or wrong. Its up to ourselves to have faith."

Posion tilted to think on that. It was not the first time the system heard something like that and it was still trying to make its own chooses about it.

"Having a soul is for the fleshy types." Brother pouted.

"I don't think the definition of soul is big enough for respected understanding. Whose to say that something like you is just a object with a soul? souls could be real or fake. No one has ever said what one looks like or felt like. There no definition for soulless either. What is the difference? How can someone with a personality like you two be soulless?"

"You have to be one the weirdest admins I have looked after." poison had to admit.

"It why I can't let her go." Brother being so sweet. It made Kate have a tear of joy. Not that he understood it.

"You such a sweet talker if you kept that up. You be less a brother and more like a lover." Posion is soon silenced with a lot of coding from his arguing of that.

The two were at it for a ages. Even with parking up for some sleep over night... waking with them still at the dash board beeping at each other. Kate could only laugh about it and continued drive onwards to the nearest sign of life. Being at this side of the fence was easier movement. The nearest house calls had been put on hold until the city was chilled.

"Good afternoon, your talking to Kate. We are on the move at the moment but I can take your call. What can I do for you, Purple?" Her argument reality had brought the information of the phone call signal, as she spoke she quick read it.

"You sound very different... but beside the point. Can you go to this location?" A short drive with three junctions from where they are currently, "How did you know to come back to signal anyways?"

"A little bird told me." She says it as a joke but it was truth that she had a written message about a city request. She leaned forward to start at a bird sitting nearby, it eyeing the vans passing, "We will be there soon. Recon you lot got any trade while we're stopping by? Not anything in particular... I just like trading." The long silence meaning this was a internal call from within the ai program and not a mic signal. It had meant he was talking to others while speaking to her.

"You would happen to be trading food at the moment?" Purple99.8 asking confused of something not likely related.

"We could... I will ask my brother to check the resver we have that could be handed out." She waved hand between the spider and the hover drone. The point across enough for them both to continue arguing but with being useful to check. Kate sees a new window of inventory data and she focus back to the road driving.

"We have quiet a selection of safe to eat products on shelf. It down to whom likely going to eat it." She had to spider it across a broken bridge, and with smooth driving down through a blockade of wood fencing. The tires screeched in the swift angling and fine adjustment with entering a normal traffic area.

"I will see you shortly then... going by the report I just had about a fence being shattered."

"I broke through a wood fence, so what? If it was the metal fence... Well it wasn't us. We avoided breaking the fence." The low humming on Purple99.8 end. Might be coding for muttering annoyance or something like that, "Good luck captian. We only an hour away now. See you soon."