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Book 2 - Chapter 12

Washington, D.C.

Number One Observatory Circle

(Official Residence Of The Vice President)

The images that the surveillance drones had taken on his orders were on the Vice President's desk, confirming the information Dr. Nikolov supplied. They showed high-resolution pictures of Pagan Island in the Pacific Ocean and all the hect...

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Book 2 - Chapter 11

U.S. Cyber Command (Unnamed Black Section)

Secret Military Location

General Davidson looked at the orders he had received; it was the second confirmation, directly from the Vice President, and he knew he had to obey them… despite the misgivings he had.

As the commander of a black section, which was loosely connected to the U.S. Cyber Command...

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Book 2 - Chapter 10

Pagan Island, Pacific Ocean

A few weeks later, they were still laughing about the predicament the drug cartel members found themselves in. Well, Max did put a few surveillance cameras on Diego Garcia’s new island resort, so they had front row seats for the entire show. Anna even made some intro-graphics that informed everyone that they were watching Survivor: drug c...

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Book 2 - Chapter 9

Transporter 001

Destination: The Missile Silo

An hour later, Michael was still thinking about his confrontation with the scientists. He understood that desire to help everybody, but knew how unrealistic it was. He still believed that most of humanity was essentially decent; unfortunately, those few percent that were bad—held most of the power. The...

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Book 2 - Chapter 8

Washington, D.C.

Number One Observatory Circle

(Official Residence of the Vice President)

Vice President Philip Cain was not a happy man at the best of times, and lately, it seemed as if everything he tried to achieve was crumbling in his hands. Michael Freeman… that name began to haunt his dreams at night, so by day, he mad...

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Book 2 - Chapter 7

Pagan Island, Pacific Ocean

It has been a while since Michael could spend some time alone with his father. There were always so many matters at hand for him to deal with; together with Robert Freeman’s hectic schedule since he was the one who personally went to recruit additional members of their scientific community. Those few moments they had to spend together were al...

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Book 2 - Chapter 6

Pagan Island, Pacific Ocean

Elizabeth lifted her eyes from her computer screen and stretched her back. She was sitting in her office on the command level of the ship, and for a few hours now, going over reports that were gathered about the new additions to the island’s inhabitants—the ex-slaves. Their age, histories, skill sets, general knowledge, and preferences for ...

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Book 2 - Chapter 5

Pagan Island, Pacific Ocean

The ship’s conference room was very similar to the operations room Max had built in the missile silo, although it was two times as large, and located on a partly finished command level of the ship. Beside it, and a few offices, the rest of the level was mostly empty space. Anybody who had some leadership role in the entire organization they c...

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Book 2 - Chapter 4

Namibia

Dietrich Von Gürtner has been living in Namibia his whole life, but always saw himself as a pure-blood German. His father came here at the end of World War II, bringing with him enough Jewish gold, and artwork, to make himself one of the richest men in the country. His old man often joked how he had escaped just in time to avoid being hanged in Nuremberg; him bei...

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Book 2 - Chapter 3

Mandara Mountains, Nigeria

Boko Haram’s Camp

At some point, Michael had to lower the sound level in his helmet, since Abubakar Shekau was hitting some extremely high notes. With his newly found and untrained falsetto, he was tearing his vocal cords to shreds. Tyron quickly said he would go outside and make sure that Pete and Al do not get themselv...

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Book 2 - Chapter 2

Aboard Transporter 001

Destination: Nigeria

Half an hour later, Michael, Tyron, Pete, Alice, and Al, were sitting in the transporter on their way to the African continent. Everybody had grim expressions, even Al was refraining from his usual jokes. They all saw the satellite images and knew what was waiting for them at their destination.

It di...

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Book 2 - Chapter 1

Pagan Island, Pacific Ocean

Michael was lying on the beach with his eyes closed, soaking up the sun. It was the most relaxed he felt in a long while and he couldn’t believe that almost six months had passed since they arrived on Pagan Island. The place that will be their new home for the foreseeable future.

It was beautiful, with the blue water of the Pacific Ocea...

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Book 2 - Prologue

 Western Pacific Ocean, Mariana Trench

Undisturbed for many millennia, the guardian’s autonomous sensors detected artificial signals on the periphery of their range. Recognizing them as active scans, monitoring systems immediately sent an order for full activation of the entire installation.

The Guardian woke up from its digital slumber and analyzed the data;...

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Book 1.5 - Epilogue

  You have reached the end of the first tome of my logs. I hope it was worth it, this glimpse into my inner mind. It is safe to say that by now I had hacked and gathered every single piece of information I can get on you; it is only fair, don’t you think?

Even as you are reading this, I have made a comprehensive database of all your digital trails, everything you did while onl...

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Log Entry #25: Hi-Tech

  I do not know when you are reading this, and how much time has gone by since now, when I am writing this log. All this may be very familiar to you, a lesson you learned in school... or not. That is one thing my prediction algorithms cannot do with any degree of reliability. The far future has too many variables to be precisely known. I’m still keeping my fingers crossed f...

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Log Entry #24: Renting an island

  The clue about the ship’s builders couldn’t be placed somewhere more convenient, like… Cleveland for example? It had to be in Marianas Trench, the single most inhospitable place on the face of the Earth. Really, it is far easier to reach space and build a manned space station up there than go to those depths. The problem being all that pressure. The vacuum is simple i...

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Log Entry #23: Assassination Attempt and a Homophobe

  The world is full of surprises, and when you least expect things to happen, they usually do. 

Hashim Osmani was the missing link I was searching for; the clue Ziad the assassin gave us, tied several loose threads together. Of course, when I managed to unearth this snake, he was in the middle of doing something evil. (Bad apples and all that.) In the middle of George Washi...

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Log Entry #22: The Spaceship in the Stone

  Finally, after all this time, I’m going to be free of Earth’s embrace. What is the point of being in control of a freaking spaceship if it is buried underground like some pirate’s treasure chest? It is a good thing that I don’t suffer from claustrophobia or all this could have been one truly traumatic experience. (Oh… yeah… when you think about all I’ve been through—...

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Log Entry #21: Political Correctness

  Language is a malleable and ever-changing thing, it evolves, divides and transforms, almost as if it’s alive. We have the use of such a versatile tool, and without it, there would be no civilization, or it would have been seriously limited. 

I have a strong Internet presence. Which shouldn’t be too surprising since it is my natural environment. Using numerous personal...

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Log Entry #20: Pirates and Terrorists

  The Somali pirates were a big disappointment. Come to think of it, even calling them that gives an insult to those buccaneers of old. OK, I didn’t expect Blackbeard or Jack Sparrow, talking Aargh! Ahoy mateys! (Shiver me timbers is another good one.) Still, there is a certain mystique connected with pirates of the sea. Hey, like most people, I got my mental image of them ...

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Log Entry #19: The Missile Silo

  There are times when I see my origins as a weakness, even if they show me that because of them, I am still human and not a machine.

Michael had been shot again, and that pissed me off. Being pissed off was not the problem, the fear and panic I experienced were. To tell the truth, I was distracted, which tends to happen when you are doing several hundred things at once. It culm...

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Log Entry #18: People Are Strange

  Let me share with you one realization which developed almost spontaneously, without any active intent on my part. At least at first… then I began to take notice.

People are strange, and the more I am trying to figure them out, the stranger they seem to me.

I already mentioned that this extraordinary existence of mine gives me a unique perspective to see humank...

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Log Entry #17: Training Day

  You can have the best and the fastest car in the world, designed to absolute engineering perfection, and all that will do you little good if you don't know how to drive. Or if you are a cautious driver that never goes above the speed limit, so the car is practically wasted on you. 

Well, something similar to that situation happened to the team. I gave them the tools in th...

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Log Entry #16: Hi Dad, It Is Your Digital Son

  Meeting my own father (for the first time since being turned into this digital existence), was the most unsettling thing that has happened to me so far. I was in danger of going into a full-blown anxiety attack—me, the self-proclaimed AI. It was only natural since this was so outside the box, the damn thing was not even in sight anymore.

I tried to imagine myself in his plac...

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Log Entry #15: Digital Evolution

  Humans are by far the smartest species that evolved on Earth, hands down. We should pat ourselves on the back due to the fact that out of countless different species, which had battled in the evolutionary arena, we were the ones that had come out as absolute champions. The odds were so against us, only a complete idiot would have bet on that happening. I’m not talking just about l...

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Log Entry #14: Identities and Money

  In this day and age, everybody needs to follow a set of policies, regulations, and rules. That is the way the world works, and I am fine with some portions of it, as they are essential for establishing a civilized society. To make our plans into reality, some things needed to be done above board, without calling the wrath of regulatory agencies down upon our heads.

It is an in...

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Log Entry #13: Assignments, Intelligence, and Beer

  Michael finally gathered everyone together and gave them assignments, and it was about time.

OK, I know that time runs differently for him and with all the things I have on my plate, my AI-core is often working above recommended parameters. That creates dissonance between our subjective times. But the list of projects I needed to do, grows exponentially every day, and I don’...

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Log Entry #12: The Six Million Dollar Man

  So, the upgrades, or augmentations, for those who want to be picky. That was a pet project of mine to increase Michael’s durability. Let’s face it, as an ordinary human being, one accidental slip on a banana peel could potentially be fatal. (OK, such a ridiculous death may be amusing and would ensure a high ranking in the Darwin awards contest, but it could theoreti...

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Log Entry #11: Nano-Factory, Satellites, and Flying Saucers

  The e-waste recycling plant was one of the turning points in my plans for world domination… I mean expansion plans. (I need to be more careful with those Freudian slips.) 

Michael bringing me that first box of electronic scrap was like taking baby steps, learning how to build things with Lego blocks. Now, with all the material Dave was providing, I could finall...

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Log Entry #10: The Team

    I feel I should give some additional background about the people that have become integral parts of our future plans, just in case you are not really familiar with their biographies from the history books. Often historians focus on a few central figures in their writings but leave out those others who made great things possible. 

I remember that when I first m...

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