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  1. "Oh gawd why did I drink so much? Oh I hate myself soooo much!". She waited on line in her dark blue, double strap, exposed-back dress. The queue was so long and the wait time so damn long, it was unbearable. She cursed under her breath for having such a great time and not thinking about her need to go. She clenched her hands into fists whole grabbing her dress near her groin area. Susan was in worse shape than ever and never let herself get this bursting. Today, Susan made plans to hang out with her friends. That included Shadow Cat, Black Widow, Jean Gray, Sharon Carter, and Wanda Maximov. They had been fighting mutants and criminal syndicates galore. Plus, they stopped a plot by Magneto to attack the capital of the USA. Green Goblin, Red Skull + Hydra, Ultron, and Sinister had been causing serious problems. Things got so bad that every mutant laid low or moved to Genosha runned by Magneto. The attack on the capital was the last straw by nonmutant opponents of the mutant community. Now Dr. McCoy and Profesor Xavier could say or do nothing to sway the minds of these people. They wanted to see the eradication of the mutants whom they saw as mistakes of mother nature. Even Spiderman, Avengers like Hulk and Red Hulk, Captain Marvel, X-Men, Antman, Wanda, and Fantastic Four weren't spared the ridicule by the public. But after 3 weeks laying low following the past month of criminal nonsense, it was time to come out of hiding. It was time to return to normal and live life. No more worrying or self blaming. Susan, fiancee to Mr. Fantastic, wanted to hang out with friends. She felt it was time to decompress from all the stress and worrying what others think. It was time to take a day off for vacation, hang out with hee friends. She called all of them via Skype to discuss hanging out which they all agreed. Today, a Friday, was the day and at last it came. They met at the mall for some shopping and having lunch. "How do these dresses make me look gals?" Asked Shadow Cat. Sharon and Black Widow replied "It could be tailored to your size but otherwise the design is amazing on you." Jean and Wanda thought their opinions about the dress. "A red floral pattern would suit you better than blue but that is my point of view." Jean said. Wanda didn't care what she chose as her focus was elsewhere. Wanda wanted more scarlet capes with some matching color boots. Her previous boots were worn out and couldn't be worn any further. Her response was to do what she wanted. "Nothing looks more beautiful than the clothes that make you feel beautiful. If you feel that way, it will show." Shadow Cat was so happy to have such good friends. After lunch they went to see a movie, indulging in more soda, with some popcorn or candy. They all ordered large sodas for themselves to view the movie. It was a typical female's only movie about self discovery and growth. They didn't mind some suggestive stuff as long as it didn't get pornographic, which it didn't. They enjoyed the move and headed out for taking pictures near the bay. They chatted up a storm about their personal lives and finally spoke about the stupid crime crisis, but in a manner that allowed them to blow off steam. "I'm so tired of hearing about Magento's holocaust survivor message and how mutants should rise up against nonmutants." Jean said. Susan agreed and so did the others. "That guy tries to make people like me and Sharon seem like we should be ashamed of being born. Like I killed his family in Nazi Germany? Like I killed Pedro's mother? Like I didn't suffer at the hands of evil people too? Come on! And you don't see me making myself or other mutants out to be victims." Black Widow chimed. "Yeah and it's not like my father helps in that department like that idiot Juggernaut. He's an idiotic one-man wrecking ball!" Wanda said. "I just wish we mutants didn't have to live in fear of being discriminated and taunted, or made to feel as though society hates them. I don't mean to throw identity politics and divide the masses, but I have faced a lot of issues with people who hate my guts even after I do hero work like Susan and Jean. Why the other day, someone broke into my apartment, ransacked my place and torched it. That's so unfair. And my nonmutant friend living next door is too afraid to speak with me." Shadow Cat said. Things were pretty bad and sometimes fights broke put. Why they even witnessed two families fighting for the right to picnic, and even chastising their children for playing with each other. One family was mutant while the other was without powers. These 6 women got up and intervened. "This is 2023 and still we haven't put aside out differences already. Seriously, why do we have to keep talking about this?" Susan asked. "And why can't two kids play kick ball each other? What's the harm?" Sharon retorted. Jean and Shadow Cat expressed their frustration with Black Widow and Wanda about the stupid identity politics. Jean, Susan, Sharon, Shadow Cat, Wanda, and Black Widow were all told by the parents to take the proverbial hike in the least civilized way possible and to stay out of this. The words used were so foul they all left, but not without encouraging the children to have fun and ignore the hate. Next off, they chose to go for dinner and finish the day with having fun at a night club for dancing. It wasn't seedy or shady, just a safe place for everyone to hang out. It had many rebel-minded people and those looking for a good time. Here, no one gave a hoot about nothing but fun. The realities of life and society were but a distant dimension for these partygoers. They danced away the night and enjoyed the drinks. Susan reclaimed her youthful times on college when times were simpler, and single. She maintained her fiancee position, not kissing or getting sexual with other men. She made sure to show her engagement ring to others when men or lesbians showed up. The other 5 women of their group also danced the night away, letting all the stress of life flow out from them and let loose. It was therapeutic. No more death, crime, powers, nada. There was only serenity and having a great time. But from 8 pm to about 12 midnight, the partying went on. And so did the consumption of juice and some wine. Susan drank too much and danced away the night. She forgot about her need to pee and now she had to go ever so badly. She was severely bursting to pee as the club continued to party but also begin to shut down. Closing time began to appear, and some partygoers began leaving. Sharon and Black Widow enjoyed the night but they had to get going. Shadow Cat, Jean, Wanda and Susan remained. Susan said her good-byes to her friends and new acquaintances, then made her way to the queue, which stretched out for what seemed like miles. Susan couldn't believe this and didn't understand how a like can form, and possibly take so long. Even now in 2023. (FYI: her dress looked like the one below. She also didn't wear a brazier or undergarment.)
  2. Interlude I: Council of the Creators It was a new month on this planet that the local primitive inhabitants called... Earth. It was a strange name to him but world names often were. It's something he stopped paying attention to a long time ago. He was only thinking about it to get his mind off of some things, although it did not prove to be a distraction for very long. It was often very difficult if not impossible to know what was truly going on inside his head to an outside observer, which was evidently the result of his perfected social skills. On the surface he seemed bold, confident, kind and stern. But today... he felt a lingering human emotion that he hated and rarely had anymore. It was gnawing within the back of his mind like an irritating ceaseless insect. He was nervous. Now, for most of us it may seem pretty ridiculous for someone to literally despise being nervous. It's an emotion that we all feel quite frequently and while we don't like it, we don't care about it after we get past it. Although for him, a self-proclaimed Creator and God, it was a reminder. It was one of the few lingering emotions of his former humanity that he could never seem to get rid of. That's why he hated it. He felt as though it was one of his last remaining weaknesses. No matter how hard he has tried throughout the countless millennia of his lifetime, he has never been free from it. His compassion, empathy, sorrow, fear, honesty, curiosity, lust and moral integrity were all able to be snuffed out ages ago. All that remained was his pride, determination, ingenuity, meticulousness, ego, cruelty... and nervousness and insecurity. But yes it's been thirty-five years in his native time since he last felt this way. He had a meeting of with his fellow Creators, a small subgroup of them simply known as The Council. It would be the second one since he successfully started his self-assigned "Project Reaper" mission. The first conversation he had with them... didn't end so well. They were displeased by his methods and they thought him mad for thinking that he could ever succeed. They were convinced that his plan was dangerous and a fool's errand. In fact, most of them were furious that he even dared to defy them and dismiss their knowledge and wisdom as mere obstacles in his path. But things would be different today. The results were speaking for themselves. He already had close to seventy powerful Reapers under his control, it'd only be a matter of time before they'd conquered the galaxy. Afterwards, it'd make an excellent starting point for The Creators to retake the universal power and influence that they once had tens of thousands of years ago. It was the perfect plan. Nothing could go wrong, not with all the time and meticulous effort that he had put into this project. So why did he feel so god damn insecure? As much as he despised his human emotions, it also seemed to be an effective method for keeping him focused on what truly mattered. That of course would be when he was successful in being the sole Creator who saved them all... and proving everyone who doubted him dead wrong. Yes, at the end of the day his reputation, ego and desire for power were what moved him forward. And today he had a lot of work to do. The Council of Creators consisted of eight people. They were the highest ranking surviving members that were made up from the ashes of their former intergalactic society. He felt that it did not actually matter in the slightest, they were just kings and queens idling and loafing around in their figurative castles. He knew that they hadn't done any real work in centuries if not longer. They'd likely forgotten about hardwork and overcoming trials as they continued to lay stagnant in their self-imposed isolated cages. And yet they still had overwhelming political power over him. As much as their authority had faded into symbolism and formalities in his mind, their connections that still kept their strained society loosely connected were vital to his plans. As such, he had to act as though they were his elders, men and women to be respected and treated with upmost dignity. He hated every god damn minute that he had to spend inside a virtual hologram room with them. Every second he wasted there was one more that enabled them to spread their ignorance and idiocy. It was also very frustrating because he couldn't simply walk away and do his own thing. If he didn't play along with their mindless charades then they would do everything in their power to end him and his entire plan, despite him heading down this path by their request. Again, no matter how weak their grip over the galaxy now was, it was still strong enough for them to be able to amass an insanely powerful army of mercenary super soldiers that could easily find and kill him. He needed more time... and even stronger Reapers... before he could begin stage two of his plan. It still involved saving as many Creators as he felt were worthy of course but he would be the solitary leader. He would bring ruin to those who were ruining them. He had no other choice. *** Sometime later, he wiped the gross sweat from his body and calmed himself down with a cold hard shower. Afterwards he splashed water on his face at his bathroom sink, repeatedly, and dried himself off. He put on one of his best pieces of attire, a black dress shirt, along with a dark blue sequin pair of pants and suit jacket. It was time. He made his way out of his personal living quarters with a confident stride and walked for about a minute to his holo-communication room. The various multi-colored lights inside the confined space shone brightly and seemed to reflect upon nothing. They made him look like he was standing in space, if one wouldn't look too closely at the abstract metallic walls around the room of course. It didn't take long for the eight council members to show up along various holographic projectors that were arranged in a half circle in front of him. He forced himself to smile. "Council." He bowed lightly. "It's good to see you." "Is it?" The Archdeacon, who wore a bright red robe and had long black hair as dark as sin spoke up first. "Well, let us not waste any time then." The rest of the Council, in turn, nodded silently and sat down on their virtual chairs. He continued to stand, since he had no other option. "So," The Archdeacon continued. "You are here to give us an update, using your own words and not some computer generated report, about your current progress? Out with it then." He steeled his nerves and tried not to look uncomfortable at all. "I'm proud to say that things are going very well. We already have close to seventy Reapers under our direct control. Soon enough, we'll have enough security for everyone. Within fifty... no forty years, we will no longer need to rely on disloyal and unreliable mercenary outsiders for our armies." He spoke with an outward display of resolve as he always did. But he wasn't speaking to his pathetic and ignorant slaves. He was addressing his fellow Creators, people who had known him for tens of thousands of years. His peers and superiors, comrades once... but such is a time long past. "Disloyalty among the subhuman savages is at an all time low." A blonde woman dressed in green, known as The Watcher, said in an almost mocking tone. "We've got them strictly under our control. This unreliableness that you speak of? Doesn't exist. It's amazing how obedient they are once they realize how easy it is for us to... vaporize them." "Spreading fear and intimidation among mortals will only get us so far." He countered. "Have we learned nothing from our past? We need devoted soldiers who will serve us without question." "Do not presume to lecture us." A rather obese blue haired middle age man bellowed. "We all do everything we can to strive for something that won't lead us to ruin once again, that is why you are here isn't it?" "Forgive me... Baron." He lowered his head with an outward showing of sincerity. "I got too passionate and spoke recklessly I apologize." "Let's just move on..." The Archdeacon spoke through a sigh. "Yes yes." The Watcher grumbled, waving her hand away in a dismissive motion. "The reason you are here is because we asked for an update after all, not to listen to some boring political sales pitch about loyalty and security. Just give us the rundown." He tried to see The Council's facial expressions but the strange light in his holo room made that nearly impossible. That was by their explicitly forced design of course. He cleared his throat and took a deep breath before beginning his report. He used words and explanations that very few Creators outside of The Council would even have a basic understanding of. But in short he was describing the exact scientific processes that allowed his Sentinels, and by extension The Reapers, to function. When he was finished the room was silent for a few seconds. "So what you're saying is," The Archdeacon said rather plainly, "Is that the actual science is... inconclusive? This is most unnerving but it's what The Council expected." "The results in the field speak for themselves." He tried to not sound desperate. "The Reapers are functioning as intended." "That's not what the provable non-biased scientific data tells us though." An elderly woman, known as The Matriarch replied slowly and clearly. "Even you do not know with 100% certainty how your Eternum AI cores function completely, as you've just admitted to The Council." A single bead of sweat came out from his forehead and crossed his cheek on its way out. He hoped they wouldn't notice it. "The fact is, I've been doing this successfully for over thirty-seven years now... and not a single Reaper has malfunctioned or turned against us. They think of me... of us... as their literal parents and deities. They're completely devoid of free will." He said his first wrong word but tried to cover it up with another sentence. He didn't even have time to curse inside. "Is that why you look like that?" The Archdeacon spoke again, referring to his pure white hair. "Playing house with your... artificial sub-servants? Pretending to be their father, insisting that they call you that, telling them that all their dreams will come true if they follow you?" His smile slowly faded away. His anger grew harder to hide. Still he kept his composure, although just barely. "As I just said... absolutely nothing has gone wrong. They're only hostile to our enemies as they're programmed to be." His mind reflexively went to Vaine and he had to hold back a frown. "They are the perfect... no the only solution. What more proof do you need?" "Look... Liam, I'll say what we're all thinking." The Archdeacon broke protocol by saying his real name but spoke honestly. "I get it, you want to help us the only way you know how. But we ordered you and our other top nine scientists, the best of the best, to fix our fertility problem. You are the only one who decided to ignore our council and play literal god instead with AI and the most dangerous substance in the known universe." "Are we not Creators?" He almost spat back in an angry tone but just ended up sounding annoyed instead. "We are of divine blood. Our problems won't be fixed simply by being able to produce offspring again. We need a firm certainty of a successful future first... then we can spread our wings and grow our population once that is no longer an issue. If there are too many of us, without trustworthy subjects to help us with law and order... the same thing will happen again... and you know all know it. It would only be a matter of time before our countless numbers of enemies would overtake us again. I'm the only one fucking brave enough to do what has to be done." "We all know how dangerous memory altering and mind control tech is." The Archdeacon shot back. "And Eternum, even more so. You have a decade. If you can't prove to us with the raw data that Reapers are 100% flawless by then... we'll have no choice but to revoke your funding and forcibly put an end to your research. For the good of us all, you had better hope that you are correct." With that... the meeting ended and all the other Creators disappeared into a cloud of data particles. He swore loudly and repeatedly. He knew how stubborn they were but he also expected something like this would happen. He tried to prevent it but alas they've given him no choice. Within ten of his years he'd have to assassinate each of the councilman and women without drawing suspicion to himself. How he would pull that off he had naught a clue. But he would find a way do it. He would survive. He always did.
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