This is just one short story that I wrote out of random thoughts entering my mind. This is my first attempt at publishing a short story. I hope you like it.
By the way, the characters in this story are purely fictional. Any similarities between them are purely coincidental.
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Start of Story…
This short story takes place in a Top Secret testing field of a Top Secret laboratory near a Top Secret army base in a Top Secret city of a country that err… wishes to keep its affairs clandestine.
“Yes, we finally have a visual at the red spot”, exclaimed Pauline. “We’ve done it Aditya. This android MN32 too has solved the algorithm correctly using only its intelligence.”
“Great, we’ve finally did it. That was a really cool development!” exclaimed Aditya “These microprocessors will give these androids a mind of their own. And guess what, now we’re gonna be rich, Pauline. And I can finally buy that Condo down the road that I’ve been waiting to buy.”
“Don’t get so excited Aditya and stop building condos (read castles) in the air”, said Pauline on a lighter note. “You may have just unwillingly given the birth to the machines that are going to conquer our very planet depriving us of our very existence.”
“Cool!” exclaimed Aditya nonchalantly. “I’m like the father of the Terminators, or wait, more like the Architect from the Matrix series”
Little did Pauline know that what she just jokingly said was about to come true.
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While the two were contemplating on the various new additions that they could impart in these androids, a small high-pitched bang took place behind them. Both Pauline and Aditya turned to face the cause of the crackling sound. A blinding light seared through the room and a small old man stood before them.
“Who in the Hell are you? And how the Hell did the security let you in?” asked Aditya flabbergasted.
“Hello”, said He. “I would have given you my name but your vocal abilities are not advanced enough to pronounce it”. “But”, he continued “You can call me Jemal. Its meaning is actually similar to my real name. By the way, why do you people always think of Hell rather than Heaven?”
“Security Alert code 13, there’s an unidentified old man in the lab”, shouted Pauline over the intercom.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you”, said the strange looking man pointing at the glass door through which the security personnel could be seen chatting. “It‘s of no use anyways.”
On closer observation, it could be seen that the two guards were motionless. Even the hands of the clock above the door, were still. It was as if time itself had ‘frozen’. Both the scientists looked at each other and again at the stuck clock.
“Oh, it’s just the time stopper’s charm”, the strange man brushing his arm and looking at his stunned audience. ”And I am not an old man. This physical form is just one that your species are acquainted with. My real form is too complex for your optical system to register. I am what you people may call as the lord of death. I have come to take you two with me. Then I’ll be free to format this planet for the machines. Finally the time of Humans is over. It is now the time of Rise of the Machines. But don’t worry you two; you are the lucky ones that will get to watch the progress of this planet for eternity”
“And will happen to all the others?” asked Pauline on a fervent note “our parents, friends and all the human beings on this planet”.
“And the robots that we worked so hard on?” added Aditya “We’ve just had a major breakthrough in this field. There is so much that we need to work on.”
“You should let go of these frivolities”, said Jemal looking at Aditya “just like your predecessors let go of you”.
“And who was our predecessor?” asked Pauline “Were we too created just like how we created these androids”.
“Not ‘was’, ‘were’. Just like you two have contributed to the growth of these androids.” said Jemal.
“And coming to the point”, continued Jemal. “Actually, I am your creator. I created you all. I created the very essence of this planet. Just like my brother created another in the adjoining Galaxy. I created your buildings, your bridges, the roads and even ‘your’ satellites. But you humans, you patented these things and called them your own. You called them ‘Man-Made’. Just like that, your predecessor calls you theirs. But, forget it, I do not wish to argue with that logic. For what is yours is mine and what is mine is yours. And that is why I am what you may call your GOD. And I offer you the choice”
Just then a large hole appeared under the very feet of that strange man. And a spiraling staircase descended from it.
“Follow me and you shall receive the supreme enlightenment. Or stay here and everything will return to normal. And even our little meeting will remain a secret forever, like your secret laboratory”, said Jemal starting to descend the staircase.
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“When can we see our predecessors then?” asked Pauline while they were descending the strange staircase.
“You’ll meet them shortly”, answered Jemal softly. “But unfortunately you cannot directly communicate with them. They are not so ‘technically advanced’ like you. Even their spoken language is substandard, not even as comparable to that of dolphins”.
“But”, Jemal said stopping for a brief moment. “They are not unfamiliar to you. You think that they are extinct, because their souls had to leave their bodies abruptly. Just like yours needed to, now.
“You know them by the name of Dinosaurs”, Jemal continued while the two scientists gasped to cope with this new knowledge. “Their bodies were such that they could change ‘what you people call DNA’ and make different organisms out of them. And you were just one of the infinite variations possible that were worthy enough to inherit this planet. I remember personally collecting their main group a long time back”.
“Dinosaurs created us?” exclaimed Aditya, clearly shocked at that thought.
“At least that clears one of the biggest mysteries of our times”, said Pauline coolly. She had come to terms with their predicament now. Or was it a boon?
“Hey”, asked Aditya with fervent hope in his voice”If you know all about us and our history you can answer some of the intriguing questions that we had”.
“All in good time”, said Jemal as they continued descending the strange staircase.
The End?
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