Being Genius
It was big auditorium. Machines and machines all over the place. One connected to another. Tubes and wires running across the floor, like trying to combine and form a carpet. On one side it looked like operation theatre, other side like a big pantry, another corner was like disco and pub, next corner like physics lab and middle space looked like chemistry lab. A garden laid in the periphery with plants fringing alongside the walls.
The room door opened and a woman with a body and face which can make people crazy, in literal sense, entered the room. She moved towards the only other door in the audi. Beyond which lied an equally big room just containing papers and information. One wall was wholly occupied with a big smart board. Information pasted in bits and occupying the adjacent wall's every bit.
This whole audi and secret room was the research room of Genius Marshil, designed and constructed by herself. Nobody other than her was allowed inside here. It was a secret place. Each one of the Genius made sure that it gets destroyed as they die. Nothing was ever found about the research rooms of Geniuses. Not even its layout. Except walls everything was done in these rooms by Geniuses themselves so only they knew what was inside in here.
For the sake of information, initially few were asked to infiltrate the place, but they never came out of their once entered. Hence, people named it as Graveyard of Spies. Neither the Genius told, nor the others questioned about their existence. It was the price they paid for their curiosity, and so did people behind them. Geniuses made sure that these people can satisfy their curiosity before dying. They after all have manners and dying wish should always be granted. They definitely believed in God as nobody else has so much free time to intervene and play with lives of others. It was already very tough surviving; they didn't want to be in any worse situation. They can never be too careful.
"I need to hurry my preparations. I don't have much time left.", said Marshil to herself as she took all the papers which were details for preparation and headed out to see Madame, the head steward of the place.
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"Miss Marshil, you called for me?"
"Yeah, get all these things ready by day after tomorrow. I want no delays in this," said Marshil as she passed the papers to Madame.
As Madame skimmed the papers, she understood what is going on. This was not her first-time being servant of a Genius. They all made this preparation once in the lifetime. And die soon after. It was in fact taken as a sign of them being at their last stage of life, until now that is. After this process, planet was generally put on Red Radar. Protection after protection is started being placed and for all this, at least one week was needed. Before those preparations, procedure was not allowed to happen. This was one the Code of Conduct Lines for Geniuses, as declared by Natioplan Genius Management Congregation (NGMC).
"I'm sorry, Miss Marshil, but plan's notification time is 1 week. It won't be processed before that.", said Madame with bowed head.
One thing she knew while working for geniuses was that they were all short-tempered people with calm facade. None of them ever raised their voice against her even once but they hated most was being refused. This has been proven a Bonafede fact for her. And her experience had never betrayed her.
Marshil looked at Madame with a side eye. She hated all these people working here. They were servants in name only but actually hostage being placed and watchers for her. Hostage in the sense that they were innocent and NGMC knew that it would bound geniuses from acting, a wrong guess though. And watchers as each of her step was recorded and sent to NGMC Monitoring Unit by them. Geniuses were far above normal people and hence it became their constraint. But it wasn't easy to beat Geniuses in mind game. Their individual intelligence was above the combined intelligence of Congregation. While NGMC was under the impression that they were successful, it was no more than a charade Geniuses played for them. And so, this NGMC Code of Conduct Lines for Geniuses was just a piece of paper for them.
"Do you think, I'm giving this to you because I can't do things without this? Or do you think you guys are somebody who could make me follow your process or what not. Me giving this to you is my kindness. Take it or leave it. All the flunkies along with you are dismissed this moment onwards. Get your bags ready, you all are leaving in 30 minutes from now." declared Marshil.
Madame knew that she has made a mistake. Now even if she begged, consequences would only get worse. She bowed and hurriedly moved. In next minute the planet became as chaotic as it could. Peace, no more!
Madame first notified NGMC and then her coworkers and subordinates. Though Marshil said it in a very calm and soft voice, meaning of words were no less than a tonkie.
{Tonkie is Equivalent to nuclear bomb which was used in wars between natioplans. It could destroy a planet equivalent of 5 Jupiters combined in 100 nanoseconds.}
When Marshil gave them 2 days' notice, she really did it out of kindness. She had no plans to not take 1 week time into consideration. It was a time period proposed by them after all. Geniuses were though short tempered rarely took it out on stewards. And Madame has only worked for such. Marshil was one of the few who hated these people. It wasn't because she was Genius and so thought herself as superior being but because of the life she lived. For her, trusting flying dust was better than sturdy man.
Geniuses didn't reveal anything about them to others. Only thing known about them was them being intelligent and strong above standards, but no more than that. They were able to live alone with so many people because, they can easily perceive and process happenings on entire planet by being in their room. And so, for almost all, reports of them remaining closed in their research rooms were the norm. NGMC was in know of things more than others, but they did not even scratch the surface of Geniuses. They concealed themselves so well and like they had unanimously agreed, none of the Geniuses ever revealed it either. If commoners were in darkest, Leaders in darker than NGMC lived in dark world. The only people living under sun were Geniuses.