 |
| inside the nanorealm |
Deep Time. Grean has used the Ekcolir Reality as a chance to play catch-up and study the Hierion Physics and associated technologies that R. Gohrlay previously learned from the Phari in the Asimov Reality. That task complete, Grean now assembles her operatives who need to go with her into the Final Reality.
 |
| Joanna's Hierion Physics lab in High Seelie |
Most of the residents of the Writers Block and Seelie will not be brought into the Final Reality. Some of those in Eternity who have worked with Grean to prevent destruction on Earth during the Ekcolir Reality are surprised to learn that they will never see the Final Reality.
Nonorealm. Some of Grean's operatives who are needed in the Final Reality, reside inside the nanorealm. To coordinate preparations for the Final Reality Change, Joanna must communicate with her nano-scale replicoid in Nanoville, but just when she is needed, Grean has gone off to Earth and is no longer available in the Hierion Domain.
______ Final Change _______
 |
| Grean (image credits) |
With the Final Reality change immanent, Grean was needed in the past. To save time and not have to argue with Joanna, she teleported Artep and Joanna directly into the time travel device that was used for sending people into the past. She saw a brief flicker corresponding to their presence in the workshop, then they were sent off to the 20th century, almost 50,000 years into the Downwhen.
Grean adjusted the settings of the time machine for her destination point in the Downwhen. She was going back an extra 10,000 years to help Trysta insert Asterothrope gene combinations into the population of Earth.
It was those Asterothrope genes, integrated into the genome of Joanna that allowed her to use the Bimanoid Interface for technology-assisted telepathy. With thoughts about the great loop in Time that she was participating in, Grean stepped into the orifice of the time machine and vanished into the past.
_________________
 |
| Trysta Iwedon (Image source) |
Wendy was irked to find that Joanna was using some sort of shield that prevented Wendy from peering into Joanna's thoughts. Having made many unsuccessful efforts to penetrate the high chamber of Seelie, Wendy asked Joanna, "Why were you so stubborn?" Wendy expected no answer from Joanna and she asked Artep, "What was the secret to your success?"
Artep was pleased to be back in her own time. She was very tired and her mind was swirling with strange thoughts. She tried to fly closer to Mary and crashed into her. Mary caught Artep up in her hands and Artep sat down. Mary asked, "Are you injured?"
Artep shook her head. "I'll be okay... I need just a nap. I believe that Grean was inside my mind, feeding me hints for how to talk Joanna into returning here from the future."
 |
| Artep the synpaz |
Mary wondered: "Grean used her telepathic powers to make you return to this Time?" She could not take her eyes off of Joanna. Mysteriously, Joanna appeared to be a small copy of Artep's mother, Kate.
"Not directly. Being from the far future, I have the ability to control the flow of twitinos into my brain. However, Artep was Grean's tool." Joanna drifted close to Artep and reached out to gently touch her hair. "Once I knew that my only chance of reaching the Final Reality was to come here, into my past, I did not hesitate."
Mary told Joanna, "You look just like a woman of this time. One of Grean's operatives who carries out Interventionist missions in the past." Mary glanced at Artep and could tell that she was also intrigued by Joanna's appearance and close similarity to Kate.
Wendy said, "Grean has often made copies of her favorite agents, by cloning or otherwise."
Joanna giggled uneasily, "I'd like to meet this doppelgänger of mine."
Wendy waved a hand dismissively. "Let's not get sidetracked by irrelevancies. Right now, I'm worried about Artep... she needs rest. Grean pushed her too hard, too soon after her arrival here in the Hierion Domain. Mary, please step onto the teleportation platform. I'll send you two directly to the Block."
Mary asked, "What about Joanna?"
Wendy replied, "Joanna will see you later. Right now, she and I have some business to attend to. Take care of Artep." Wendy activated the teleporter and Mary and Artep vanished.
Joanna was looking around. "Amazing. I was here once before, almost at this time...."
 |
| hierions such as twitinos |
Joanna began thinking about all of the information she could provide to herself about the future.
Wendy was closely following Joanna's thoughts. Joanna was still shielding her language-like thoughts, but her emotions were leaking through to Wendy. She admonished, "Of course, you cannot be allowed to pass any information from the future to yourself."
"Then why am I here?"
"When Eternity was originally created, it was used as a safe haven to protect positronic robots from Reality Changes. Now we are up against the end of time travel... the Huaoshy are ready to terminate all further use of time travel. That means the temporal physics of the Final Reality are unique."
Joanna felt a spike of cold fear. "Wait, are you saying that nobody here in Eternity is going into the next Reality?"
 |
| R. Nyrtia and one of her operatives. |
Joanna sighed. "I wish I knew just one tenth of what Grean knows about the Sedron Domain. Imagine having the ability to alter the dimensional structure of the universe!"
Wendy warned Joanna, "Don't think too much about the powers of the Huaoshy. You humans have a tendency to worship them as gods."
Joanna had never abandoned her long-held rationalism. There was no place in her universe for gods. "Then all that nonsense that Artep was spouting about my Hierion Field being a problem..." Joanna realized that she had again been tricked by Grean. She asked Wendy, "Where is that scheming Kac'hin?"
"Grean has inserted herself into Earth's past. For some complex reason, that was a requirement for creating the Final Reality. There will be an analogue of Grean in the Final Reality, but we will have no more interactions with Grean here in this Reality."
Joanna shook her head in wonder. "I was willing to believe what Artep suggested, because under the influence of my anti-positron shield, High Seelie was almost pinched off from Eternity. Only one slim hierion tube kept us linked..."
Wendy explained, "Grean goaded you into working on the anti-positron shield. It is the last bit of technology that Grean needed before initiating the Final Reality Change. Your Hierion Field does not prevent people from remaining in a physiotime bubble, it is the new type of modulator of space-time bubbles, exactly what will allow us to reach the Final Reality."
Joanna nodded. "Yes. Of course." She had to admit that it was hard to stay mad at Grean. She muttered to herself, "Grean is simply more clever than anyone else..."
Wendy suggested another view, "Grean has been using advanced Huaoshy technology that is not available to people like you. That makes her seem clever, but it is all explained by her access to tools that reside inside the Sedron Domain, particularly the vast quantum calculators of the Huaoshy."
"Then tell me: who gets to survive and move on into the Final Reality?"
"Not that many of us. You, me, Azynov, Dani, a few nano-scale replicoids of the Writers Block, a small crew of core operatives at Observer Base and a few of Grean's special ops people who live at some of the out-lying residences..."
Joanna asked, "And that's all? The others, tens of thousands of people... they'll simply be eliminated?"
 |
| in the Hierion Domain (credits) |
Joanna asked, "What is this 'business' that you mentioned we must attend to now?"
Wendy pointed to one corner of the workshop where there was a bench cluttered with dozens of small devices. "Grean left it to you to install your endtime Hierion Field generators where they are needed. I propose that we start with Observer Base since that's where most of the carry-overs are located. That is where you must install the most powerful of the field generators."
Joanna inspected the equipment on the workbench. She recognized the model of Field Generator, what Wendy had called an endtime generator; there were a half dozen of them, of different sizes. Wendy added, "I've got the list of where to install these, but apparently they will each need some fine tuning by you to make sure that they only cover the desired volumes of space. Grean was also worried about "cramping" effects related to the original physiotime generator of Eternity and its warp extensions for all of the add-on space-time bubbles like Seelie."
Joanna moaned. "Yes, I suppose the field harmonics and anti-harmonics will be complex. How much time do we have to get the new generators installed?"
Wendy shook her head. "I believe Grean arranged everything so that the final Reality Change will be triggered by something that you and I do. My best guess is, as soon as we have your newfangled generators running, that will be the end of this Reality."
Joanna could not help wondering: and what if we delay?
Wendy giggled. She could sense Joanna's mischievous mood. She said, "I don't think it matters exactly when the Final Reality is initiated, but Grean was quite specific about the importance of shifting over important people like you. This ship won't sail without you."
8. Tide of Love.
 |
| Artificial lifeforms and human-alien hybrids on the Moon in the Ekcolir Reality |
Asimov had been working at his writing desk with Joan Vance and Anke von Vogt. He'd heard Mary's voice and now he came into the great room. He slipped an arm around Mary's waist and said, "Welcome back. That was quick."
For a moment they watched Artep as she drifted into sleep, then Mary took Asimov to the back of the apartment. "Quick for us, but Artep went into the far future."
Joan asked, "Time travel?"
Mary nodded. "Hi Joan, Anke."
Asimov pointed to his desk. "Anke has been showing us a draft of her latest story. It is about the Final Reality and the fate of the sy'Paz."
Anke stood up and tugged on Joan's arm. "We'll be going."
Mary said, "No need to rush off."
Joan moved towards the hallway, "We don't want to get between you two love birds."
Mary laughed, "I already gave Isaac a tumble first thing this morning. Really, I'd like to hear about the sy'Paz."
Anke explained, "It is very strange... Last night the whole idea came to me in a dream."
 |
| image source |
Joan sighed. "I've never understood how they came to Earth in the first place."
Anke shook her head. "My dream raised more questions than it answered. However, I was given the idea that the sy'Paz were practice for Grean, an experiment in genetic engineering."
Mary asked, "Given?"
Joan pointed to the necklace that Mary was wearing. "I once got a bracelet like that from Grean. After putting it on, I immediately wrote down a new story about the far future of the Asimov Reality and how the Ek'col were created. I'm quite sure that Grean likes to give little gifts of infites, often in the form of pretty jewelry."
 |
| Technology-assisted telepathy in the nanorealm. |
Mary took off her necklace and set it inside a drawer. "I sure hope Grean shows up and explains to us what is going on."
Anke said mysteriously. "Don't hold your breath. My dream was about the end times. I think a Reality Change is coming soon. I came to talk to Isaac because in my dream, he was one of the few people here in the Block who survived the Change."
"Wait." Mary looked from face to face. Isaac, Joan and Anke all looked very somber. "Everyone in Eternity will be protected from the Change. Right? We'll all watch how Earth changes..."
Isaac said, "That's the way it was for past Realities."
"I used to believe that we would all see the Final Reality. Now I don't know." Anke turned and went down the hallway and out of the apartment.
Joan hugged Mary, "I hope her dream was just a silly dream." She followed Anke out.
Isaac put his arms around Mary and told her, "In Anke's dream, you don't go with me into the next Reality."
Mary asked Isaac, "But that does not change what will happen in this Reality?"
"I don't see how it could. You and I will still have an eternity together."
After a minute of thinking about Time, Mary said, "But then you will have another eternity, in the Final Reality, without me."
"If we can trust Anke's dream vision."
 |
| The Rossi Intervention |
"I think we can. It was given to her by Grean. I'm sorry to say, Isaac, I was so pleased to have found the negative mass hierion, I did not think that it meant the end of this Reality."
"Don't be silly, dear. Have no regrets. We are still on our great adventure, trying to see how long our artificial bodies will last. And who knows? Maybe in a million years you will grow tired of me."
Word of Anke's dream quickly spread through the Writers Block. Through the rest of the day, in ones, twos and larger groups, some of the residents of the Block came by the apartment to speak with Asimov. Eventually Mary told him to go out in the Grand Rotunda and try to calm everybody down. She did not want to risk waking Artep.
Having taken measure of the mood of the Writers Block, Isaac grew increasingly upset. He could not imagine why Grean had chosen such a poor way to announce a very unsettling truth about the future.
And Isaac was certain that it did not have to be this way. Really, nothing would change for the lives of anyone in the Ekcolir Reality.
Isaac briefly returned to the apartment and he found Mary at work on her complex model of the many hierions. She was taking comfort in the fact that many more hierions remained to be identified and their properties understood. It might well take her a million years to figure out all of Hierion Physics.
Isaac interrupted her cogitation and said, "I'm going to talk to Grean. There must be some way to smooth out all the agitation she has caused."
Mary wrapped her arms around him and said, "I doubt if she cares." She slid her hand inside his nanite pants and suggested, "Don't go, Isaac. Let's make love. That will give you a thousand times more satisfaction than you will get by complaining to Grean."
For a minute, Asimov played with Mary's body then he muttered, "Don't underestimate how much pleasure I get from telling Grean she is wrong."
Mary realized that she was not going to be able to distract Isaac. "She's only wrong in her inability to think like a human. The Kac'hin are inherently lacking in empathy."
Isaac kissed Mary's exposed nipple. "I'll be back in a while to finish this." He covered up his erection with a swirl of nanites and stalked off to visit Grean at her workshop. For a time, Mary watched Artep sleeping peacefully, then she went back to her workstation and spent some more time thinking about the fundamental particles. Growing weary, she laid down on the bed and drifted into sleep.
 |
| The nano-scale replicoid of Joanna. |
Joanna stood for a moment looking at the field generator she had installed on the roof of an abandoned building in Observer Base. In previous Realities, the population had been much higher and now much of the living space was not used. Knowing that Wendy was monitoring her mind, she told the robot: I'm done here.
Wendy teleported Joanna back to the workshop. Wendy pointed to a display that showed the extent of that first generator's field. "How did you decide on the power setting?"
"Just a guess, really. I might need to make an adjustment or two after I install the rest of the generators."
"I don't think you got full coverage of the Base."
"When we install the other smaller generators, their fields will harmonize with this first one, expanding its range."
"Fine. You are the expert." Wendy handed the next generator to Wendy and said, "This is trickier. It has to be installed in the Director's office at the Writers Block."
Joanna nodded. "I've seen that room many times in Mary's mind."
"But take care, the field cannot extend out into the nearby Rotunda and living areas."
"I understand."
Joanna had once worked on a project involving nanoscopic field generators. She asked Wendy, "Can you please let me see the list of generator installations that you got from Grean?"
Wendy displayed the list. Joanna pointed, "What do you think this row of numbers is?"
"It says 'size'... you just installed the first generator on the list, the largest one."
"And look at the end of the list. This is a logarithmic scale, Wendy." She flew to the bench in the corner. "There must be a nanoscopic generator here." She noticed the kind of container that she would, in the future, invent for holding a nanoscopic field generator. It was on a shelf along the wall. "Here it is." When Joanna took hold of the generator, she saw another, identical, behind it." Of course! These were two personal field generators that would need to be worn by the two replicoids being sent over into the Final Reality.
Wendy asked, "If this generator is so tiny, does it need to be installed last?"
"No. You'll have to handle this. You can do it while I'm in the office at the Block."
"Me?"
Joanna handed the two generators to Wendy. They were rings that could be worn on a finger. "You've had experience in the nanorealm."
 |
| Made with Daz Studio. |
"Don't make such a fuss. Copy yourself into a nano-scale replicoid and get the job done."
"Well, I suppose I can do that, but I don't like the nanorealm. I don't want to put a copy of myself in there... there is no way to teleport out from the nanorealm!"
"When that copy completes the job, just erase it."
"Kill her? Kill me?"
Joanna muttered, "Silly robot."
"I can't kill anyone."
"Give me the teleporter key. I'll kill you."
"I believe you would." Wendy slipped on the two rings.
"You robots spend so much time dithering over the Laws of Robotics that you can't get anything done."
"I can't give you the teleporter key. It is built into my body."
"Then you'll just have to leave the copy of you in the nanorealm." Joanna flew close to the two the nano-scale generators that Wendy now wore on her hands. Joanna flipped up the red jewels and adjusted the controls of the rings. That had acitivated the generators. She explained Wendy, "These were designed for you to wear. When you teleport your duplicate into the nanorealm, she will arrive there with functioning copies of these rings."
Wendy nodded. "I know the two replicoids who will receive the rings."
Joanna returned to the teleporter platform. A moment later, Joanna was teleported by Wendy into the Writers Block. She appeared in the office of the Director of the Writers Block. Asimov had only rarely used the office since the time when he and Mary had completed construction of their shared apartment.
Joanna activated the generator and set it inside a drawer of the big desk. She then sat in one of the chairs in front of the desk and used her comquip to check on the radius of the hierion field. Satisfied that the room was fully covered, Joanna signaled to Wendy, but nothing happened. Suspecting that Wendy was dithering over what to do with her nano-scale copy, Joanna went out into the Rotunda, flying high, up along the ceiling.
There seemed to be a large throng of agitated writers gathered below. Joanna was working up the nerve to drop down and reveal herself, but then she was returned to the workshop. Wendy was looking at the displayed image showing the hierion field of the Base. Joanna pointed, "See how it shifted towards the Writers Block? That looks good."
Joanna looked at Wendy and began to speak, "How-"
 |
| The Atlan Intervention. Image credits. |
For a moment Joanna worried that Wendy's positronic brain circuits had been damaged. If she had destroyed her copy rather than leave it to live an eternity in the nanorealm, would her circuits withstand the strain?
Wendy said, "I'm fine. I'll eliminate the copy when she has delivered the rings. I can kill a robot, just not a human." The remaining generators needed to be placed in a few of the outlying residences that were located near Observer Base. Her hand hovered over the remaining generators, walnut-sized and apparently identical. Wendy pointed, "This one next."
The task was quickly completed. Joanna was intrigued by the unique residences that she got to visit on the outskirts of Observer Base. After so long in High Seelie, other living environments seemed alien.
With all the generators in place Wendy carefully examined the coverage of the largest one around Observer Base. "I'm going to make a two percent increase in the field strength to get complete coverage in the residential area along lower Mestleti Avenue." Wendy used a remote control to make the adjustment. "Looks good to me."
Joanna concurred. "What now?"
Wendy explained, "Grean long ago installed one of these generators here in the workshop. We need do nothing now but wait here."
"I don't want to be rude, but how long can I be expected to sit in here with a neurotic robot."
"I'm not neurotic."
"Are you sure? Are really going to be able to kill your copy?"
"I'm not going to talk about that and have you mock me."
"Fine. I'm going back to the Block. They seem to be in a tizzy over there. There's nothing I can do for you, but I might be able to calm some folks over there."
Mary checked on the Director's office. It was empty. "The change will not happen unless Isaac is in the office."
"So teleport me to the Rotunda."
"No. You can fly yourself over there."
"I don't know the way."
"Have fun searching. It will give you something to do."
"Wendy, don't-"
Joanna seemed to be working to open up her mind to twitino-mediated telepathy. Wendy could tell that Joanna had a twitino-scrambler field that could put noise into the stream of twitinos that corresponded to her higher-level language-like thoughts. After long habit of using that scrambler, it was hard for Joanna to relax her defenses. Wendy could now see some of what was in Joanna's mind. She told Joanna, "You can call me a bitch, but you need to know that there are consequences for your actions and, when dealing with telepaths, for your thoughts."
Joanna laughed. "Having a little power trip now, Wendy? Without Grean around, you feel it is your job to keep me in line?"
Not trusting herself to speak calmly to Joanna, Wendy did not reply. She set in place a proximity detector that would alert her when Asimov entered the office and then she went outside to partake in her gardening.
Joanna followed along and looked around the gardens. Paths led off in several directions away from the workshop. She said, "Give me a hint; which way to the Block?"
Joanna regretted having antagonized Wendy. For a minute she speculated on just how difficult it would be to adjust to life outside of the high chamber. Then, off in the distance, she noticed movement. A bird? After a few seconds, Joanna became convinced that someone was approaching the workshop along one of the paths through the garden.
Wendy seemed engrossed with her work. Joanna set off, flying above the path and soon saw that it was Asimov. She dropped down and said, "Hello, Isaac."
Halting his energetic strides, he focused his eyes on this small version of Joanna and exclaimed, "Joanna?" His memories of her from decades previously were awoken.
"Where are you going?"
Isaac now realized why Kate had seemed familiar to him. Because of their similar appearance, Isaac imagined that Joanna could easily have been Kate's sister. He stammered, "I... how did..." He tried to imagine what Grean was scheming. "Sorry, you look just like Artep's mother."
Joanna giggled. "According to Wendy, I'm some kind of copy."
Isaac nodded dubiously. "Well, I need to have a word with Grean." He resumed walking along the path towards the workshop.
"You are out of luck, Isaac."
"Grean is not in the workshop? Well, then Wendy will make an appointment for me."
"Wendy knows you are coming, but she won't be able to make an appointment for you or for anyone to see Grean."
They were now approaching the workshop and Asimov called to Wendy, "Hello!"
Wendy kept at her pruning work and said, "Hi, Isaac."
"I need to see Grean."
Wendy said tersely, "No you don't."
Joanna explained, "Wendy is in a bit of a snit."
"No, I'm not. But Grean is gone... she's on Earth. She won't be back until the Final Reality arrives."
Asimov asked Wendy, "What is going on? Why did Grean throw the entire Block into a storm of confusion?"
"Humans are easily confused. It will take a while for some people to adjust to the truth about the Final Reality."
Joanna hovered near Isaac, "Come on Isaac, let's go. Show me the way to the Block."
Isaac was not pleased to have to turn around and make the boring trek up the long staircase to the Writers Block. "Wendy, could you teleport me back-"
"No. You'll have to walk."
"Wendy, are you mad at me?"
"No."
Isaac shrugged. He suspected that Wendy was mad at him and anything he said would make matters worse. He turned and went back down the path with Joanna at his shoulder. Along the way, Isaac had a hundred questions about the future, but Joanna found she could not say much to him. Due to the danger of Temporal Paradox, Grean had placed an infite lock on Joanna's brain, preventing her from saying much about the future.
Joanna had questions for Isaac. For a time they talked about Isaac's relationship with Mary, then she asked, "During what part of the day are you in the Director's office?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Do you have regular office hours?"
"Most folks who want to speak to me just come to my apartment. The office gets used for formal occasions, like the signing of marriage certificates. I'm like the captain of a ship; I get to register couples who want to sanctify their relationship. Why does it matter?"
Joanna explained to Isaac, "It may be that the next time you go into the office of the Director, that will trigger the Final Reality Change."
Asimov was dismayed by that suggestion. "How could that be true?"
"I don't know. Grean set up some sort of automated trigger. One part of the puzzle... no, two... I don't know..." Joanna fell silent, lost in thought.
Isaac asked, "What puzzle?"
"Do you know someone named Danny?"
"You probably mean Dani the robot."
"Another robot?" Isaac nodded. Joanna asked, "What do you know about the nanorealm?"
"Some of our writers are nano-scale replicoids. They can use the Bimanoid Interface to send story ideas to Earth. In fact, that was how you got your start in writing science fiction, back in the 30s."
"Wait! You mean I have a nano-scale replicoid in Nanoville?"
"Well, it is not like I run an annual census. I assume your replicoid is still in the nanorealm." Joanna pondered the possibility that two copies of her, one nanoscopic, might be taken into the Final Reality.
They had reached the Grand Rotunda. Isaac led Joanna to a table where Hafren Wells was talking to Naj. He introduced Joanna to Naj.
Joanna and Naj began discussing Seelie. The conversation soon turned to anatomical issues, details of Paz genitalia.
Hafren seemed quite willing to join in the discussion of sy'Paz sex. Asimov got tired of hearing about hermaphroditic sexcapades and said, "I'm going to check in with Mary." Since returning to the Block, Isaac had developed the sensation that Mary was trying to contact him.
Watching Isaac hurry off, Hafren said, "What's gotten into Isaac? He did not even offer us one of his filthy sex jokes."
Naj commented, "Everyone is excited... all worked up over Grean's departure." She was examining Joanna closely, "So, what are you doing here?"
Joanna had a faint memory of once having met Naj inside High Seelie. She explained, "I'm not the copy of me that you might know from Seelie. I've just been brought here from the future."
 |
| A book cover in the Ekcolir Reality, inspired by Paul Bacon |
"I know some of what she had planned, but I need to find a way to communicate with my nanoscopic replicoid."
Hafren pulled a ring off of her finger and held it towards Joanna. "Grean gave me this. As long as I am wearing it, I can telepathically link to my replicoid inside Nanoville."
Joanna stepped her foot into the ring and pulled it up her leg until it fit snugly around her thigh. Suddenly, Joanna was in a new thought space, linked to her replicoid inside the nanorealm.
_______________
Artep was not in her chair. Isaac hurried towards the back of the apartment and could hear Mary moaning. He found her sprawled across the bed with Artep sitting on top of her. Mary said, "Get undressed, Isaac, you are missing all the fun."
He noticed that Artep was not sitting still; she was enthusiastically humping Mary's clitoris. Isaac quickly dissolved his clothing nanites, grabbed Mary's feet and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Soon he had his erect penis inside Mary then first Artep and then Mary had orgasms. He was quickly reaching his own climax, but he saw that Artep now had her own erection. She told Isaac, "Let me try out my new penis. Lay down."
He got on the bed beside Mary and they kissed then he laid on his back. Artep took hold of his penis and rammed her own penis into the opening of his urethra. Mary began giving Isaac a hand job and she told him. "After you left, I laid down for a nap and woke up with Artep in my vagina."
Artep told Mary, "This is fantastic. Thank you for suggesting that I make myself a penis."
Mary said, "I tried it for about a month then decided to give it up for Isaac."
Asimov reached out and touched Mary's elongated glans which she had shaped to fit inside of Artep. He found that it was quite stiff but soft. He and Mary shifted around so that he could lick her her little erection. Moments later, he ejaculated and showered Artep with semen. She giggled and kept thrusting into Isaac and soon she ejaculated into his urethra. Mary achieved another orgasm and then they lay together resting, Artep with her arms and legs wrapped around Isaac's penis.
Mary asked, "What did you learn from Grean?"
"We are not going to learn anything from her. She's gone."
"Gone?"
"Wendy says she is on Earth, in the far past."
Artep giggled, "Is this what you two call pillow talk?"
Mary sighed. "Sorry Artep, this is what you have to expect from old fogies."
Artep took to the air again, "Well, I caught my breath, and I need to try that again." She again applied herself to Isaac.
For a few minutes, Mary and Isaac watched Artep's acrobatics as she humped his penis, pulling it in various directions. Mary took hold of his shaft and held it steady. "Did you see Wendy?"
 |
| Artep and Naj |
"That I did. She was not helpful. However, she introduced me to Joanna. She's just as I remember her from 1949... well, smaller now, of course. She came with me back to the Block."
"Joanna is here?"
"I left her with Hafren and Naj."
"Ug. Talk about bad influences."
"You are one to talk. Although, I must say, Artep is quite an exciting addition to our sex play..." He watched Artep as she reached another climax. He felt more of her hot semen inside his urethra and then he ejaculated again.
Artep planted a tiny kiss on Isaac's penis then flew off to the sink for a shower.
Mary asked, "So now we just wait... for what. How will we know that the Change had taken place?"
"I don't think you and I will ever know. However, there will be a copy of me in the Final Reality. He will know."
Artep returned to the bed, dripping wet and said in a hushed voice, "There's a man in the outer room."
 |
| Dani the positronic robot |
Artep, Mary and Isaac assembled some clothing and went to the great room. Waiting there was Dani the robot. He asked Isaac, "Are you ready?"
Suddenly Isaac realized that this must be it. "The office?"
Dani nodded. Isaac told Mary and Artep, "I'll be back."
Mary grabbed Isaac's arm, "Let me come with you."
He kissed her cheek. "We'll work on that when I get back. The logistics of getting three simultaneous orgasms might take considerable practice. You two stay here. I don't expect this to take very long."
Dani led the way to the Director's office. Isaac could see that the Rotunda was still full of excitedly chatting people. A few of them waved to Isaac and he waved back.
 |
| Hafren Wells in the Ekcolir Reality |
"Yes, everything is ready in Nanoville." She was feeling a bit guilty for rushing Wendy into the rash act of sending a copy of herself into the nanorealm. Joanna now realized that she could have simply teleported the two rings to Joanna's nanoscopic replicoid.
"And Wendy is in the Workshop, checking on the other residences. Making sure everyone is-" He nodded. Wendy had just provided confirmation that all of Grean's operatives were safely positioned. "That's it. Everyone is in place."
There was a strange inversion of the senses and then Dani said. "We are in the Final Reality!"
 |
| Tar'tron |
Isaac stammered, "Wha- what now?"
Joanna told Isaac, "Wendy said that she's going to bring Grean's analogue up from Earth."
Dani smiled. He was in telepathic contact with both Wendy and Grean. Grean had already been up and down through all the ages of Eternity, adjusting the Final Reality to her liking.
 |
| Grean's Hack, a 96,000 word novel set in my Exodemic Fictional Universe. My Exode stories include elements of Isaac Asimov's positronic robot stories and his Foundation saga. |
Dani guided Asimov towards the long stairway that connected from the Writers Block to Grean's workshop. "Let's go, Isaac. There is nothing for you to do here. You are going on a trip through space... to Tar'tron."
___________________________
Above on this page is the ending of "Final Change". "Final Change" is the last of a series of 5 stories called Grean's Hack, in which Grean the Kac'hin and her helpers prepare for the end of the Ekcolir Reality. The first story was "Terminus Planet". The middle three stories are Time of Theurgency , Foundation Reality Simulator and The Synpaz of Seelie.
Next:the origins of Mary
 |
| visit the Gallery of Movies, Book and Magazine Covers |
 |
| visit the Gallery of Posters |
No comments:
Post a Comment