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THE HEAD OF MARS

The Desolation Era began some 80 years ago when the technocrats and their transhuman Agenda went terribly wrong.

By Julia LindsayPublished 3 years ago 9 min read
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The Desolation Era began some 80 years ago when the technocrats and their transhuman agenda went terribly wrong, covering the Earth in masses of microwave radiation. They erected towers and covered society in millimeter waves, all in hopes of self-driving vehicles and connecting the last of humanity into the cloud.

For eight years humanity gloated with self-serving egos into the golden era of technology, the radical New Technical revolution. People walked into streets calling autonomous taxis that came instantly from individual thoughts, They road in self driving cars having sex in the back seat, they watched as civilians took flights into space and planned rehoming to Mars, But none seemed to care of the dwindling insect populations, some rejoiced that no more pesky " bugs" to bother their day. Most just wondered why they had stopped seeing ants, butterflies or bees on the flowers. The Meek of the Earth were helpless to the ionized radiation bombarded into the environment.

The insects were the first extinction and then came the birds.

The migratory songbirds died in masses confused by the towers confusing their trajectory, erecting gnarled into the skies. The extinction of the insects caused the birds to die in masses Some people Killed themselves in suicide squads, the songbirds were gone and it was like the light of the Earth was gone too.

Many were depressed and sanctions of rebels grew but it was too late and the technocrats had already set up a sophisticated weaponry system.

Zander watched the settlers on mars on the flat screen viewing room; He looked in wonder at the settlers digging hydroponic gardens. The wealthy had all made mission to Mars the place to be, celebrities and World leaders all had made the immigration.

Zander gets dressed in his EMF suit and his robot companion Byron 24 follows him "We are going to meet Arella today." Zander says" I do think, today is a nice day for the park and to meet miss Ariella" Byron 24 responds in his slow English accent .Zander looks down onto the trash covered sidewalk." Yes I am excited he says looking at the smog over the city. The autonomous taxi pulls up and it lowers a shaft to roll Byron 24 into the back cargo section. The Taxi passes buildings in disrepair and garbage high like mountains.Zander looks at his old fashioned robot and feels happy, Byron 24 was always so cheerful.

The park is busy but even through the crowd Zander can see Arella sitting on a park bench , He smiles and as he gets closer to her , He can see she has been crying.

"Don't be sad babe" Zander says cheerfully. Ariella stares out tears rolling down her porcelain face. " Mars is the New World and I have to leave with my family, We have reservations on the next shuttle" Zander thinks, But I love you, doesn’t that matter ? But instead say nothing.

Ariella turns around her eyes so clear and concerned.She hands him a small heart shaped gold locket ."Here keep this; It has the key to the house."Zander looks at the little heart and a wave of despair hits.The autonomous vehicle comes and she leaves without looking back.

Emptiness begets Loneliness and three years had passed and Zander had bided his time with work. He had all but forgotten about the small heart shaped locket Ariella had given him with the keys to her family’s home. He had noticed it on the shelf in the spare bedroom, the ramshackle apartment was becoming unbearable his ears rang ,He needed sedatives to sleep, a bank of smart meters surrounded his bedroom.

The insomnia was so bad he would lay awake and watch the live videos of the settlers on Mars, He felt a twinge of rage watching the settlers waving and smiling in the new world while Earth was left destroyed.

Ariella was oblivious as she would send more videos of herself standing and laughing with a tall handsome settler.

Zander , humiliated, put the locket on and left his apartment.Ariella’s parents’ house was desirable but He could hear the frequencies, He opened the door and felt haunted by his past. , He drew open the curtains, smoke came from factories below. He brushed his inner cheek for stem cells and put them into a device on the counter to create stem cell meat. He turned on the TV and watched the settlers under huge canopies of infrastructure. He turned on his personal messages in hopes of hearing from Ariella but she hadn’t left any.

Zander walked into Ariella’s bedroom, He thought she had loved him, but now it all seemed like a complete and utter lie.

Tears rolled out of his eyes. He touched the locket and was shocked there was a hidden message in the middle, "under bed" He looked under the bed and was amazed to see money banded together and a written note.

“Thanks for everything”

He held the wad in his hand , rage made him want to tear it up. He went into the den and looked at bottles of alcohol. Fuck sobriety. He slugged a bottle of whiskey , He smiled wistfully.

He threw a chair into the wall. “You, fucking bitch" He grabbed another slug of gin and wandered into the living room. He went over to the 3d printer and looked at what he could buy .

" Welcome to 3d printing where your dream becomes reality ," A robotic voice began. He looked as the flexible Led screen , He clicked on the menu , He could buy 3d printed tables, golf clubs, hats and even robotic companions and soon different Robots began Speaking

" Hello I am Eve and I can help you clean your house and bring you coffee I am a language bot and can help you learn any foreign language you seek, Hello I am Adam I can fix issues within your smart house grid the robot was sturdy with dark brown eyes and hair, Hello I am Marbella and I will help you manage your finances and upgrade your financial status on the grid this robot companion was small and had steel blue eyes and wire rimmed glasses.

He clicked into the adult section and noticed he could order a sex bot. He clicked on the description for sex bot Model 7. A sensuous experience with a bot designed to also help with housework, cooking and garden work. He stared at the selection and thought fuck it he had read about these new bots and they could talk and move just like humans, better than human was the commercial he remembered. He selected sex bot in the selection mode. He looked down at the small locket and notices a code and he inserts the wads of cash.

He slugs down more whiskey, the 3d printer closes and lights began moving in various sequences. The settlers broadcast themselves talking about a new reactor placed under the Head of Musk on Mars. This will keep the smart grid and allow free energy for Earth and Mars. He thinks those bastards destroyed the Earth with the smart grid. They thought of Earth as a throwaway planet.

Fuck these evil dicks. But He was connected to the cloud and he was immediately was given a searing headache for even thinking such things about them. They only thought of the Earth as a means to an end.

Zander wished he could of lived on Earth when the Birds were alive, He hated the smart grid and the towers and he hated being connected to the cloud like a cyborg, But he had long ago learned to keep his thoughts hidden from the cloud.

The Great extinction had killed the Bees and no more fruit bearing trees could propagate. They had tried to GEOengineer DNA altered fruit and grains but many got cancer it also caused more bird species to die as their immune systems couldn’t break down the GEO seeds. Zander read many documentaries on the great extinction; and concluded it began with the towers.

A loud series of bells and sounds emerged from the 3d printer, Zander ran into the room to see what was happening, the door began spinning and abruptly stopped The machine Announced” Sex bot 7” and the steel doors opened and out came a large fleshy thing that ran hurdling into another room. He drank the last of the bottle of gin.” Sex bot, come here he commanded”

He noticed nothing responded, that’s odd he thought. He went into the kitchen and took a bottle of whiskey and started slugging it, He went into the large den and he noticed a very long leg covered in curtain in the far corner of the room, He thought not bad for a 3d printer but as he got closer it hurled past him as he recoiled in horror. The sex bot looked like a giant 12 ft. Spider with 8 long human legs and visible lower female genitals and an empty capsule shell as a top body. He thought how the hell I am supposed to get turned on by this thing? He followed it as it whirled down the hallway a mass of legs and metal, what the fuck he thought? He guzzled more of the whiskey. “Come here” a sickly feminine robotic voice announced from the back bedroom.

“I am ready for penetration” It flatly announced. He shook his head and felt nauseous. How the hell do I get my money back? This thing is hideous. Suddenly two long legs surrounded him and grabbed at his pants pulling them down below his ankles, He felt an injection searing into his side. “What the fuck?” He screams, he notices this injection has given him an erection. Suddenly the legs are around him pulling him inside of the bot and he finds he is becoming emerged inside it. He tries to find a turn off switch, but the bot has begun to cover him in liquid plasma and soon he is covered inside metal. The Sex bot injects him with a sedative, horrified he has become completely incapacitated by the bot. Inside the bot he sees a LED screen, Mission to Mars Accept or abort? What the hell? Is going on? Accept or Abort the female voice implores. Accept Zander says in his drunken state. The bot morphs into a ship and out into the living room it bursts through the window and shoots off into the atmosphere.

I am Sex bot 7 it says, I have connected into the cloud and I know your deepest desires. Mars has a new inhabitant ratio of 700,000 settlers and you will be the first bot traveled settler. I see you do not comply to the smart grid, You may also choose the mission to destroy the reactor under the Head of Musk which will destroy the smart gird on Earth destroying the towers and the 800,000 radiating satellite’s.

He thinks of Ariella’s pale cream skin, He thinks of the birds that once sang upon the earth and he touches the small gold locket and can feel tears welling in his heart as the red eye of the Martian planet turns and he thinks I love your Ariella but I love the Earth more and the bot understanding implodes into warped speed past the Martian landscape and like a bullet it implodes into the reactor under the Head of Musk and in an instant everything disappears as the Hope of a New world begins.

Sci Fi
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Julia Lindsay

I am a hard rock musician. filmmaker and writer. I am an Endangered Species Advocate and Environmentalist.

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