My utopia (side story)

Well I just watched the Oppenheimer movie, it was good, but it felt bad watching what the United States did to him in the end, reminds me of Alan Turing, saved potentially thousands of not millions of lives by decoding the enigma machine, vastly reducing Germanys naval efficiency and ability to create secret plans, likely reducing the time needed to win the war considerably, yet pushed to the point of suicide by his own country simply because he was gay, and I wanted to write something, idk I just felt like it, who knows, could be a novel concept if y'all like it, anyway let's go.

(an, these chapters have not been edited, so expect it to read strangely.)

{judge}

[accusation]

"mc"

{Mr Sebastian (I'm unoriginal, sue me.) do you admit that you are a communist?}

"No sir I don't"

"Then how do you explain your contempt for the government of the united states of America?"

"I have no contempt for the government, you are stretching my words to fit your needs, I simply have pointed out the inefficiency of a democracy when the citizens often don't even understand the significance of what they are voting f-"

[so you are anti democracy?]

"no I am pro true democracy, in both its definition and meaning."

[then how do you explain your quotes during the ----- conference, in which you said, and I quote, "the Ideals of communism are as tempting as they are fair"]

"That was a simple statement of fact, as I believe the ideals that no one must live in poverty, however you have misused my quote by leaving out key context as well as my continuatio-"

[so you admit that you are a communist?]

"No, I admit that the ideals laid out by communism all sound good on paper, howeve-"

[SO! YOU ARE A COMMUNIST SPY!]

"NO! YOU CAN AGREE WITH AN IDEAL WITHOUT SUPPORTING IT, THATS THE WHOLE POINT OF SEEING BOTH SI-"

{Please be quite dr Sebastian, we are in a civil place, please stay calm or we will hold you in contempt of court.}

"CONTEMPT OF COURT!? THE ACCUSOR HAS CONTINUOUSLY USED MEANS OF INTERROGATION COMMONLY USED FOR THE WHITCH TRIALS OF OLD, AND HAS MISREPRESENTED MY WORDS MULTIPLE TIME-"

{QUITE! Sebastian I hold you guilty of all charges, you will be stripped of all your security clearances, property, both intellectual and physical, shall be seized by the government, and you shall be sent to house arrest, it is simply out of my respect for your achievement's that you do not get a harsher punishment.}

"what?"

{remove him from my court room}

'what, what's going on here, how did this happen, I was minding my own business doing research as usual when some police officers showed up at my door and asked me to follow them, how did I get here? what did I do to deserve this?' as I look around the room, wondering what this could be, I finally find my answer, One man, looking at me from the crowd, with a smug smile on his face, and it finally clicks, 'oh, it was him, the secretary of defence,'

(flashback)

"master, it seems someone is at the door for you."

"thank you sas, Tell them I will be with them in a moment, I'm just finishing some simulations for miniaturized fusion reactors."

"Very well master."

and so sas (Sebastian's artificial sentience, Very original I know, but its acronym is funny, so I kept it.) goes to my guest, presumably to settle them down with some tea till I'm done, which is now, I just finished the simulation, but as I'm not a very social person, I need a moment to mentally prepare myself for the conversation, but eventually I get up and head towards the meeting room, despite my wealth I life in a medium sized house, I've never seen the point of having a mansion when I live alone, a waste of time and money in my opinion, I'd rather have something large, but functional, So its not a far walk to the meeting room, technically my office, but I spend more time in the lab than here, and upon entering I'm met with a familiar face, the secretary of defence.

"ah mister secretary, good to see you."

"Dr, quite good to see you to."

"now now secretary, we both know were not friendly enough for you to simply visit me on a whim, so why are you here?" I ask, as I settle down in my seat, not a single change in tone despite our mutual dislike of once another."

"does someone need a reason to visit a friend?" He asks, and my face drops as I stare at him, waiting for him to finally get to the point, and he does.

"look Dr, I'm aware its a great achievement that no one would want to give away, But I'm here to ask you to peacefully hand over ownership rights to your newly completed Dyson sphere, its to important a strategic resource to let you hand over free energy to the rest of the world, it would allow other countries to catapult themselves onto the same level as the united states, and we can't have that can we."

"and allow the united states to instantly become the defacto owner of the solar system that no one can compete with as I lose my crowning achievement to the united states? I'd rather not." I'm not stupid, The moment I hand over ownership is the moment I lose any credit for its creation, After all, they can't have the citizens seeing that the government can just bully anyone out of their hard won position, and when the public forgets about me, I have no doubt they'll kill me to prevent other governments from trying to poach me, after all, can't let the others get a 1 up.

"I urge you to reconsider, we wouldn't want any, "accidents" to happen after all, officially, I was never here." he reaches into his coat.

oh so this is a threat, I see, they think if I don't comply they can just kill me, a unfortunate burglary gone wrong, the famed Dr Sebastian dies in his home, and the heroic government in its grief tracks down and in an unfortunate turn of events, one of the officers there to arrest the man was greatly supported by my charity group, and in his anger, executes the burglar right then and there, the officer goes to trial but is acquitted due to the nations grief, a national holiday is named, and a will is found in my home saying that all of my assets should go to the us government, maybe add in the possibility the burglar was actually a foreign assassin, and now you have the citizens begging you to get revenge. well to bad I have a good security system. "I'm sorry but I still must decline." I say.

"a damn shame." and he goes to pull his gun, only for his body to suddenly freeze, and multiple gun turrets to pop out of the wall, pointing at him, now I'm not an idiot, I know this wont be the end of it, but if I kill him then the entire government will be after me, so I have no choice but to let him go.

"a shame indeed, and let me remind you, the government can only seize assets within its borders, and if the united states tries to claim ownership of the solar system, I doubt it will go over well with the others.." His face drops as he understands the significance of my statement. "well if that's all you came for I'll have sas escort you out." and as I say so the android returns, quickly escorting the man out as he fails to hide his hateful glare. and that's how I got here.

"I see." I said quietly, "It seems the states wont let me live in peace anymore, well I've had enough of playing the meek scientist anyway. so I raise my head, and say with a wide smile, "activate-limbfreeze.exe" and suddenly everyone around me simply froze, the nanobots in their muscles intercepting the electric signals from their brains and preventing movement. no longer being able to move, and so I maneuver my arms out of the now quite cooperative security personnel by dislocating a few bones before popping them back into place after I get them out before using the same nanobots to make them walk back to the stands, before turning around to face the judge and jury.

"well I can see now this was a rigged trial with a predetermined result so I see no reason to continue this farce, but I find it hilarious you tried to pull an Oppenheimer on me, you should have all been aware I wasn't just some government contracted scientist with no ability to defend myself and my work from the decisions of the government, I mean I developed a self replicating factory on mercury to build a fucking Dyson sphere while the rest of the world was still at .7 on the Kardashev scale, what did you expect?" and I turn to the secretary of defence.

"And you, your so increadibly petty you tried to kill me in my own home for not agreeing to hand over ownership to my dyson sphere, your lucky I didn't want to go to war with the worlds governments, but seriously? how can you be this petty? oh right you cant speak right now, lets fix that."

"YOU? WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?"

"A simple process really, just had some nanobots infect your nerves, then intercept and fake the electric signals from your brain to hijack your muscles, not all that hard really, and no don't check your food for them they can spread through the air."

"SO YOU WERE EVIL, I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE CONVINCED THE PRESIDENT TO KILL YOU EARLIER!"

"And yet here we are, you sitting here after trying to defame me and steal my life's work from me, if that doesn't sound evil I don't know what does, Speaking of which, It seems that governments have a habit of betraying their heroes, first Allan Turing, then Oppenheimer, now me, and calling me evil? Really? lets take a look at your crimes then. let me see..." all the screens in the room change to a multitude of documents and videos. "here we go lets start at the top, raped and killed a 13 year old, ordered the execution of the father after he discovered it was you, then had him framed for the crime, and then "convinced" their insurance provider to stop covering the mothers medical bills. wow. then had some competitors arrested for various fabricated and legitimate crimes, or outright killed, lets see..." I say as I absentmindedly scrolled through the list, passing by hundreds of reports and evidence along the way, "took bribes from the energy industry, that explains why you wanted my Dyson sphere I guess, infinite free energy for all isn't exactly good for their business is it. but damn you have a'lot of crimes, and you call me evil? what has this world come to, know what, I've prepared long enough, why not implement my "utopia project now". I say as I pull out a pistol, "now I feel this is deserved but I'll leave the rest for the citizens but I'm quite petty myself you know, so if there is an afterlife, I hope you don't like it." I smile as I shoot the secretary of defence in the face. "now then, time to address the masses."