Inhuman (Post-Human) by David Simpson

Author:David Simpson [Simpson, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Human Series, Inhuman, science fiction, Sub-Human, David Simpson, Trans-Human, Human Plus, Post-Human
Publisher: Post-Human Media
Published: 2014-04-26T23:00:00+00:00

4

“Hi, I’m Jules.” The android smiled as she stood at her front door and held out her hand in greeting for Old-timer.

Old-timer smiled in return and shook her hand—a hand that he noted was tiny in his—Jules didn’t appear to be even five feet tall, and her slender frame suggested that she might not have weighed as much as 100 pounds—in her previous organic incarnation.

No mercy, he thought to himself.

Jules brushed past the two men as she closed the door to her apartment behind them, and Old-timer awkwardly moved to force a turn from Anisim so that she couldn’t see the impaling of the now thread-thin appendage at the back of the android’s skull. The awkward move in the narrow hallway caused Jules to furrow her brow slightly, though her smile didn’t fade.

Old-timer hoped she’d dismiss their awkwardness as understandable given what she thought was the circumstances.

“Boy, you guys are not slick at all when it comes to dealing with women.”

“No, ma’am,” Old-timer replied, relieved as his assessment was validated. Jules passed by again and gestured for the men to take a seat on her couch. Behind them was a glorious view of the ultramodern city and the sparkling lake that gently lapped at its shore.

“Ah, a Southern gent,” she observed. “I’ll get you fellas a drink,” she continued as she turned away. “I knew Anisim was awkward,” Jules said as she made her way into the kitchen, “but you seemed like you had game,” she said, staring right at Old-timer flirtatiously. “What’s your name, cowboy?”

“Craig,” Old-timer replied.

“Whereabouts are you from?”

“Texas,” he replied.

“Really? I shoulda guessed.” She returned to the room with two glasses of a clear liquid.

Old-timer didn’t ask what it was, but took it from her just the same. “Yes, ma’am.”

Jules caught Anisim’s eyes for a moment and noticed that he seemed distraught, but he turned away from her gaze quickly and sipped his drink and she seemed to dismiss yet another red flag, turning back to Old-timer. “So, you’re what, six-three, six-four?”

“Six-five, ma’am.”

“Six-five, a gentleman, and handsome? So how the heck are you single?”

“I’m not, ma’am,” Old-timer replied. “In fact, that’s why I’m here.”

Jules seemed rocked by this, taking a step back just to keep her balance as her expression suddenly became befuddled. “Uh, what? I’m not, uh...that kind of…” she looked down at Anisim questioningly.

“I’m so, so sorry, Jules,” Anisim whispered.

“What is going—”

A second later, Jules called out in a faint cry, followed by a gargling sound that quickly faded, Old-timer having infiltrated her nervous system with a dozen, thread-like tendrils, impaling her thighs, forearms, spine, and the back of her skull. Just as he’d done with Anisim earlier, he took complete control of her nervous system.

Anisim bowed his head, enduring the pain from his impaled skull, he felt he deserved the punishment.

“Jules, unlike you, I’m human. My wife was assimilated, as were four other companions of mine. Anisim, here, tells me you have the clearance to take me to the replicator and to activate their android bodies.

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