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Author: cmsix
Title: NanoVirus
Part: 030
Universe: Nanoverse
Summary: Earth is being purged by the aliens that created life there.
Keywords: NanoVirus
Language: English and North East Texan

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   Chapter 30

   I had intended to lie with Aimee and think about what she'd told me. 
She jostled me later and woke me; I had fallen asleep.

   "Jack, wake up Jack." Aimee implored.

   "Huh, Ok, I'm awake." I replied.

   "I fell asleep Jack and the virus talked to me again.  I asked it how
many were left alive.  It didn't know but told me that it could find out if
I wanted it to." Aimee said.

   "Well did you tell it to find out?" I asked.

   "I was afraid to Jack." Aimee admitted.

   "Why would you be afraid to ask it, did it threaten you?" I asked.

   "It didn't threaten me, it told me what it would have to do to find out
and I wanted to ask you first.  It said it could find out two different
ways.  It said it wasn't currently occupying enough of my brain to do the
job with its resources.  It told me that currently it was only using about
one cc of my cerebral cortex, mostly in the limbic association cortex. 
This was broken down into twenty little areas that are linked together by
its own neural network that it constructed after I was infected.  It says
that large areas of the human brain are unused and that I would never
notice or be affected by the loss of the portion it was using.

   "If I want it can construct a few more nodes and will be able to do much
more for me.  It claims that I still won't be able to notice any difference
when I am conscious.

   "The other way it can get the information is to request it from the
drone.  It told me that the drone has extensive data stored.  It said that
the drone has all data that has been collected by all the viruses since
their introduction.  I asked it for clarification on that.  It told me that
the drone knew exactly how many people were terminated and how many people
were left alive, and that it had a rather complete set of data for each of
these individuals.

   "I didn't realize it at first, but the viruses are still reporting to
the drone and it is still storing the data they send.  Apparently
everything we do is being reported to the drone." Aimee explained.

   "Are you telling me that the viruses are reporting everything about us
to the aliens?" I asked amazed.

   "Not exactly Jack.  They are reporting it to the alien's drone.  The
drone does not report to the aliens, it only sends data when they request
it and it only sends the data that the aliens request, it doesn't volunteer
information.  The virus didn't know how often the data would be requested
but it speculated that it would be every four or five hundred years.

   "Apparently the aliens have more things on their minds than earth."
Aimee told me.

   "Will it set off some kind of alarm if we request data from the drone?"
I asked her.

   "I wondered about that too Jack.  The virus told me that they request
and send data back and forth constantly.  It said that any data it
requested about earth would be just part of the normal operation of the
system.  If it request the data from the drone it can get a response back
in about ten minutes.  If it increases its size and polls the other viruses
directly for the information it could take an hour or two to get all the
responses and to tabulate them." Aimee told me.

   Ten minutes, to communicate to the other side of Jupiter and back, that
was considerably faster than light could travel.  What type of
communication was it?  It sure as hell wasn't over the CB.  And where were
the transmitter and receiver?  Could that possibly mean that a transmitter
and receiver had been built out of the spare cc of Aimee's brain that the
virus had commandeered?  I had a headache again.

   "Jack." Aimee spoke up.

   "Yes Aimee." I replied.

   "Jack, I want to let it make itself bigger in me." Aimee told me.

   "Why do you want to do that Aimee?" I asked her unbelieving.

   "I like it Jack and it could help us, it can help me." Aimee said.

   "How could it help you Aimee." I asked.

   "For one thing it has already informed me that I'm pregnant, as of
earlier this evening, or last night now.  It even knows that it will
develop into a boy?" Aimee told me proudly.

   "That doesn't make sense Aimee.  How could it know that already?" I
asked.

   "It is inside of me Jack and connected to my nervous system.  It knows
everything about my body, everything." Aimee explained.

   "Well hell Aimee, you have access to your nervous system too but you
can't tell if you're pregnant." I told her.

   "It says that it has access to all my nervous system, not just the
things I deal with consciously.  It also has access to and constantly
monitors all chemical information about my body.

   "The virus told me that it could communicate with any other virus on
earth in any host.  That is how it would gather the information about
survivors if I want it to expand." Aimee said.

   "Did it tell you yet how you were able to communicate with it?" I asked.

   "It told me that it now has a theory and it is going to send a request
to the probe for clarification." She said.

   "That worries me Aimee.  I'm afraid that any request of that type to the
drone will set off an alarm or something." I told her my fears.

   "I worried about that too Jack.  The virus said it always communicated
with the drone at least every forty-eight hours to give its status reports
and that it usually requested some information each time.  It assured me
that nothing we asked the drone would seem out of the ordinary." Aimee
reported.

   I just didn't know about that.  It seemed to good to be true.  We could
use any information we could get and Aimee was telling me that we could
have access to information about every survivor.  At the least we could get
a real count on them and probably discover where they all were located.

   That wouldn't work though.  It would all have to come through Aimee and
it couldn't be possible for her to remember all that data and then cough it
back up to us.  The access, if it was as the virus had described to Aimee
would be nice, but it would be too detailed for us to use without getting
it into a computer system.

   I was more confused now than I was before.  Aimee and the virus could
communicate.  The virus could communicate with the drone on the other side
of Jupiter.  It could communicate with all the other viruses in all the
other humans on earth.  It could communicate faster than the speed of
light. Now there was a real shocker but that seemed to be what it had told
Aimee.  The drone had information about every person still living on earth.

   I wondered just what kind of information it had on the people left
alive. Did it know what they were up to?  Did it care what we were all
doing?

   Why did the aliens kill off so many people and why did they leave some
of us alive?  What did they want out of us?  If they left us alive they
must want us to do something.  They must want us to do something we hadn't
been doing.  What did they want?

   It was frustrating to know that there was a way to gain this knowledge
and then think that seeking the knowledge might jeopardize our lives.  No
matter what the virus told Aimee I had to be skeptical about it.

   If we could believe what it had told Aimee so far; billions of people
had been killed at the direction of the aliens.  I didn't want to do
anything to bring them back to kill the rest of us.  That didn't really add
up though.  They could obviously have killed us all in the first place if
that had been their intention.  This brought me back to the question of
what they wanted us to do.  This was a little like asking what God wanted
us to do.  Trouble was that the aliens didn't even leave a bible for us to
try and figure out.  They didn't even let us know they'd been here.

   They had let us know though.  The virus had told Aimee.  Maybe the
aliens didn't intend for us to find out but maybe they did.  Surely if they
had intended for us to never find out they could have insured it.  It
wasn't like we had outsmarted them.  We had discovered the communication by
accident.  Had others discovered it?

   If someone else had discovered this communication and was using it they
would sooner or later have a big advantage over us.  This could be the best
source of information available.  It was a link to information about every
person left alive on earth.  That kind of access had never been possible
before.  It made me wonder if the viruses could tell what their hosts were
thinking.  If they could, would they tell us if we asked through Aimee's
virus?

   How could I find out?  Hell now I was wishing I could talk to my virus.
I wondered if I could.  I wondered if we all could.  We had to let the
virus ask the drone for information about the communication.  I don't guess
we had to allow it; it could probably do it whether we wanted it to or not.

   "Aimee, did it give you any indication of whether what you wanted it to
do mattered.  Will it pay any attention to what you ask it to do?" I asked
her.

   "It seemed to me that it wouldn't expand any further unless I gave it
permission.  I didn't think to ask it about anything else.  It told me that
it normally communicated with the drone every forty-eight hours or so but
it didn't say it had to.  It didn't ask for permission to keep doing it
either.  Do you think I should ask it whether I have any say in what it
does?" Aimee ask me.

   "Yes, I think you should ask it that at least.  If you do have a say so
I think you should ask it how far that extends." I told her.

   "I will then Jack.  I guess I've really wanted to know about that
myself. I wonder how much control I still have over my own body." Aimee
asked, but I didn't have the answer.

   "I think we should get the answer to that before we ask it anything
else." I told her.

   "I guess I should try to go to sleep again then." Aimee said and gave a
little smile.

   "I think you should." I told her.

   We lay back down but I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep.  I doubted
Aimee would be able to either.  I had to try though.  I lay as still as I
could and I was surprised when Aimee seemed to drift right off to sleep. 
She only slept for about five minutes and then she woke again.

   "Jack that is really weird.  I didn't think I had a hope of falling
right back to sleep.  I didn't have any trouble though.  When I was asleep
and called for the virus it spoke to me right away.  It explained before I
asked that from now on when I wanted to sleep I would be able to with no
trouble since it would know what I wanted and would help.  It also told me
that it really wasn't equipped to make decisions for itself and that since
it was in my body and I had contact, it felt that it should do as I asked
now.  It told me that it wouldn't communicate with the drone if I asked it
not to.  It did say that soon the drone would try to communicate with it if
it stopped reporting.  I told it to continue as normal but asked that it
not reveal my communications with it to the drone.  It told me it would
comply with my wishes.  It also said that my allowing it to increase its
capabilities wouldn't affect our relationship." Aimee told me.

   Now the main worry was whether it was telling the truth.  If it was I
could see no disadvantage to using it to the max, if it was lying to Aimee
I could see no way to find out.  I would have to squat down and decide what
my feelings on the situation were and make up my mind whether I was going
to trust the virus or not.  Shit this was tricky and all that hung in the
balance was our lives.  It seemed like all the lives left on earth hung in
the balance.

   This wasn't what I had envisioned for my life.  Sure I had lately been
dreaming of ruling the world and of how much fun it would be.  I now
realized that the fun part was over.  I was probably ruling more survivors
than anyone else now and it had quickly become a demanding job with heavy
responsibilities.  Living in Austin, alone in my house with my first group
of girls had been much more fun.  Now who I got to fuck was scheduled and I
had little say in it.

   That wasn't such a change from Austin though.  It was a change in
numbers but not much of a change in procedure.  While we had been living in
my house the girls had scheduled who slept with me at night.  I'd had the
option of a veto if I'd wanted it.  That wasn't really an option for me
though.  The only thought I'd ever had about turning one of the women down
had been about turning her face down.  I had also been free to fuck any one
of them at any time I'd wanted.  Actually I was still free to do that.

   Fuck, life was getting complicated.  I wish I was back in Kerrville, in
an inner tube, floating on the Guadalupe River.  Life was easy then, all
I'd had to worry about was being poor.  That wasn't much of a worry since
I'd always been poor it seemed natural to me.  I hadn't really worried
about money until I was out of high school.  Then money had taken on real
meaning.  Now I was back to the point where money didn't matter.  It didn't
matter to anyone anymore.  It was worthless.

   Time mattered now, and information.  Security and protection mattered.
Food mattered.  It seemed we had plenty now though.  Plenty of food, plenty
of security and plenty of protection.  We could take care of ourselves here
on earth.  What would it be like if the aliens came back though.  It would
be whatever they wanted.  If they changed their minds we would end up like
they wanted us to, no matter what it was they wanted.

   It was the responsibility that was irritating me not the additional
women.  It was my conscience.  My anguish didn't come from more women to
fuck, it came from worrying about taking care of everyone and keeping them
safe.  Maybe I should just turn that all over to Margaret and just stay
home and fuck.

   I couldn't do that though.  I just couldn't let go of the control I now
had.  I liked having control.  I enjoyed being the last word on any
situation.  I was going to have to be the last word on this too.  I had to
make up my mind about using the virus.  I knew that I was going to do it. I
couldn't let that kind of power slip away now that I knew about it.  If it
got us all killed then we would just all die.

   "Aimee, when you talk to the virus again ask it to find out how many
people are left and ask it to tell you how many are in North America.  Ask
it also to find out about the communication mechanism you have come upon,
and ask it if I can talk to my virus." I told Aimee.

   We lay back down to sleep again.  I was sure I would toss and turn and I
was slightly envious when Aimee seemed to drop right off.  Surprisingly I
drifted off only a minute or two later.

   The sunlight woke me.  Last night came rushing back to me now and I had
to know if Aimee had learned anything else.  I looked at her and she was
awake and watching me.

   "I learned some surprising things Jack.  Some of what I learned was very
surprising.  The virus left one hundred twenty four million, six hundred
and eighty five thousand and seven survivors out of six billion two hundred
and thirty four million two hundred and fifty thousand three hundred and
eighty seven people.  Since the virus ceased its terminations another sixty
percent of the population has died at each other's hands.  The last figure
available was forty nine million eight hundred and seventy four thousand
and seven people living on earth.

   "In the United States there were two hundred fifty two million seven
hundred sixty-five thousand three hundred and six people before the virus.
After the terminations there were five million fifty five thousand three
hundred and six people on earth.  After post virus fighting and killing
there are now four million six hundred fifty one thousand four hundred and
thirty three people living in the United States.  There has been
considerably less infighting in the United States than in any other of the
former countries." Aimee told me.

   "Jesus Aimee, who had been doing all the killing since the virus
stopped. Were a lot of the survivors sick or dying anyway?" I asked.

   "No Jack, in fact none of the original survivors had any disease at all.
The virus told me that it also cured all noticeable disease that was
present in anyone that it left to survive.  Apparently it can function as a
super intelligent immune system also." Aimee said.

   "You mean that an additional sixty percent of the survivors have already
killed each other?" I asked amazed.

   "According to the reports of the viruses.  Apparently Africa, the Middle
East, Russia and China have been busy settling old scores.

   "Reportedly most of the Arabs decided that this was a good time to get
rid of the Israelis once and for all.  Of course the Israelis didn't see it
that way, same thing for the blacks getting rid of the whites in Africa. 
Nobody seems to like anybody anywhere in or around Russia and the Chinese
seem to be killing everyone in sight, mostly each other." Aimee told me.

   "What about here Aimee.  Is there a lot of killing going on near us that
we just haven't noticed?" I wanted to know.

   "Not really Jack.  Only a few isolated incidents in any of the Americas.
The reports are that no engagements killing over a hundred or so have
occurred in this hemisphere.  It also told me something else.

   "It occurred to me to ask it about the weapons of mass destruction.  You
know, the types of weapons that Bush Senior and then Clinton and then Bush
Junior had whined on and on about.  The virus said that the probe had made
sure that all types of nuclear weapons were permanently disabled from the
start.  Apparently it had the keepers of such weapons destroy them or their
firing mechanisms.  All chemical and biological weapons were either
destroyed or buried under the bodies.  It told me that didn't mean more
couldn't be produced; it just meant that the ones that were present are no
longer functional or available." Aimee reported.

   "I can't see that they will be a loss.  I had worried about them but
didn't have any idea how to deal with them.  Did you ask it about the
communication that you had established?" I asked.

   "Yes I did.  After consulting with the drone, the virus says that its
original hypothesis was correct.  The communication was somehow enabled via
the trick.  Apparently the trick is possible through an ancient tendency
that originally came about to facilitate bonding between females and males
of the higher species.  The need for males to protect and provide for
females with offspring that required long development times was
anticipated. It was apparently planned before earth was ever seeded in the
first place.  It was never intended to be as strong as it seems to have
become.  The male counterpart of it was never even envisioned.

   "The virus says that the communication that I have with it came about
through an unanticipated connection between my subconscious mind and my
conscious mind which was triggered because of the trick.  Apparently, when
you had Johnny trick me and then you tricked me back later the link between
my subconscious and conscious minds became more useable.  That allowed me
to discern my virus communicating with other viruses and led to my ability
to communicate with my virus.

   "It also told me that apparently the trick has partially skewed the
selection process.  Everyone that had been a victim of the trick survived
unless they had other obvious traits that disallowed their survival.  In
other words, if they survived to the random selections they survived.  It
also told me that the trick even caused some military service personnel to
be spared since it disguised their military allegiance.  The same thing was
true for the few that were police officers.  The trick disguised their
status as police officers." Aimee told me.

   "Did it tell you whether I could talk to my virus or not?" I asked.

   "It said that based on their new understanding of the trick, which they
only sorted out after I began to communicate, anyone that has been tricked
can communicate with their virus.  So if you want to talk to it you will
have to be tricked.  I volunteer to help." Aimee actually laughed at this.

   Personally I didn't think it was a damn bit funny.  It did seem like
poetic justice though.  I would have to decide just how badly I wanted to
talk to my virus.

   "I'm surprised that you haven't asked me about other people using the
trick or talking with the virus Jack." Aimee volunteered.

   "It was coming.  I'm just overwhelmed by the things you've told me so
far.  Is anybody else talking to the viruses and is anyone else using the
trick?" I asked.

   "No one else has communicated with their virus yet, at least none of the
viruses have reported it.  The drone is currently polling all the other
viruses with a direct question about it.  It should have the information in
five to six hours." Aimee told me.

   It hit me then that Aimee had been telling me what the drone told her.
It didn't sound like she was quoting what her virus had told her but that
she had spoken directly to the drone.  I was almost afraid to ask her about
it.  I had to though.

   "Aimee, have you communicated directly with the drone?" I asked.

   "Yes, I had to Jack.  I found out that one of the drone's functions was
to share information if it was contacted.  In fact it has provisions on
board for beings to enter and access it.  If we did that it would be forced
to report immediately that we had entered it.  It told me that nothing in
its instructions required it to report on any communication with it through
other channels.  It considers my communication with it via the virus to be
an unanticipated event and it doesn't feel required to report it.  It
considers my request for data and consultation to be perfectly normal and
well within its purview.

   "There is something else I think you should know about the drone Jack.
It is about one third the size of our moon and it contains a copy of much
of the accumulated knowledge of the aliens.  Apparently it is a pretty
standard multifunctional piece of equipment used by them and they often
leave them in systems they visit.  Our contacting it isn't unique, only our
means of contacting it.  The drone told me that as far as it was aware we
were the first to contact any drone via any interface other than the one
onboard.  It also calmly explained that via the interface I was using all
data it had was available to me.  There are certain portions of its data
that are not accessible through the onboard interface.  The interface that
the viruses use is not protected in that way.  Security has never been
needed on that interface before.  In fact, as far as the drone knows,
communications using the viruses interface have never even been
considered." Aimee said.

   This struck me as a fairly shocking development and I had a hard time
believing it.  Aimee seemed to be saying that the drone had told her that
we had entered through the back door and that since we had, we were
entitled to explore all its data.  It admitted to her that this hadn't been
foreseen and seemed to say that since it was unprecedented it was perfectly
fine.  This was getting to be too much for me to absorb at one time.  I
told Aimee this.

   "Jack this is only the tip of the iceberg.  That drone has data that
sentient beings have been gathering for billions of years.  According to
it, until the aliens specifically deny it I am in command of it.  If you
contact your virus and gain communication with the drone I will surrender
the command of it to you Jack.  You have to do it Jack.  You have to take
command of the drone.  Not only will it let you finish taking over the
world Jack.  The drone is equipped to defend this solar system from outside
forces.  The aliens that did this to us aren't the only ones around.  They
want the drone to protect the system for them since they are experimenting
with us now and want the data we will produce.  We don't need to fear the
drone Jack, we need to use it." Aimee said.

   Aimee was right.  No matter how it squicked me I was going to have to be
tricked.  Getting a finger up my ass didn't bother me; the thought of
losing control to someone else bothered me a lot.  I guess it was a King
thing.

   I asked Aimee if she thought she could trick me and restrain herself
from making me a slave.  She laughed and told me that she liked me just
fine the way I was and that she wouldn't change much.  I told her to quit
joking about it as it wasn't a damned bit funny to me.

   "Okay Jack, but just wait until after I'm done and see what happens next
time you try to hold me down and fuck me." Aimee teased.

   "Alright Nancy, uh Aimee, I get your drift.  Maybe I should just call in
Yvonne and Seven and see where we end up." I told her, not meaning a word
of it.

   "OK Jack.  I'll be good.  Why don't you go get Nancy, she and I will do
it." Aimee said.

   "I will but I know I'm taking my life in my hands." I said.

   I went looking for Nancy.  I knew that she would probably tease me to
death over this but I knew in my heart that I could trust her.  I did
realize that she might throw in a little comedy just for the hell of it
though.  I decided to warn her that she would have to live with the
results.

   I found Nancy in the kitchen with coffee ready and breakfast cooking.

   "Well long dick it's about time you crawled out of the sack.  Don't try
to tell me that you've been consoling Aimee over her ordeal all this time.
It wouldn't surprise me a bit to learn that you have her tied down and have
been fucking her senseless for hours." Nancy started.

   "Darling you know that any other time I would gladly submit to endless
teasing from you.  Right now though, I need you to help Aimee and I in my
bedroom." I said.

   "Well I don't guess it can hurt me, you can't knock me any further up."
Nancy laughed as she took the cooking off the stove and followed me.

   Aimee was already naked when we got to the bedroom.  Nancy only had her
T-shirt on and she shed it promptly.  She turned to me and got my clothes
off me with all due speed also.

   I guess it can really happen to anyone.  I was alone in my bedroom with
two beautiful women, both of them pregnant with a child of mine, and my
dick was as limp as a clean sock.  It didn't help that Nancy laughed about
this too.

   "Where'd your dick go Jack?  I've never seen that thing." Nancy giggled.

   "That is my dick Nancy, it just happens to be soft." I barked.

   "I didn't know yours got soft Jack, sorry." She giggled again.

   "Come on Nancy, you and Aimee need to trick me, and no added
instructions please.  No keywords or any of that shit if you would be so
kind." I told her.

   "I don't know Jack.  I might want to put in a few special instructions.
I might like to have you barking like a dog or something." Nancy let me
have it.

   "Remember Nancy whatever you do, you'll be doing it to your baby's
father." I told her trying to appeal to good sense.

   "Ok, ok, I'll be serious.  Just remember that one isn't all I want.  You
have to promise to breed me back in foal heat." Nancy demanded.

   "Honey, I'll breed you anytime I can and you know it.  As long as Janet
says it won't hurt you I'll have my dick in you pronto." I promised.

   "That's more like it Jack.  As long as you can beg like that I won't be
forced to put in a begging keyword." Nancy laughed.

   "That's all fine and good but what are we going to do about big dick
being limp?" Aimee asked.

   "I have a few little tricks of my own Aimee, watch and learn." Nancy
told her.

   Nancy had me lay down on the bed on my back.  She straddled my head and
put her pussy right over my mouth.

   "Open wide Jack, I need to pee." She told me.

   I opened wide but the rest wasn't necessary.  I loved it though; I still
didn't know why but I did love it.  As soon as Nancy mentioned it my dick
shot up like an iron spike.  I opened my mouth and she was just able to
dribble a few drops out.  It got to her too because in just a few seconds
it was fuckoil dripping into my mouth instead of piss.  She nearly jumped
off my face and onto the bed beside me on her back.

   "That's enough mother fucker.  Now get on me and fuck Goddammit." Nancy
ordered.

   I was quick to comply.  There was no foreplay wanted or needed.  I put
my now hard dick to her pussy and pressed it in.  She was thoroughly wet
and I slid in to he hilt.  Her legs flew around my waist and she started
humping her hips not even waiting for me to start thrusting.

   I pulled back and thrust again and then started pounding.  That was what
Nancy wanted now and she let me know it.  She was growling at me now and
urging me on.  It was fast and it was furious as we were nearly fighting to
see who could cum first.  Nancy won and screamed out her triumph in only a
couple of minutes.  I glanced at Aimee and could see that she had a finger
up her own pussy getting it wet in anticipation.  For some reason that
turned me on further now.  I felt my balls begin to pump and then I felt
Aimee pressing her finger up my ass.  It was the last thing I remembered
for a long while.

   When I came back the first person I saw was Nancy.  I got a hint now of
what they'd felt after I'd tricked them.  I knew at once that loving Nancy
and Aimee was the most important thing to me for the rest of my life.  I
guess Nancy could see it too as she threw her arms around me and kissed me
intensely.  When she broke the kiss I turned to Aimee for the same
treatment.  I felt content and my worries didn't seem to be so troubling
anymore.

   "Jack we did give you a keyword but we instructed you not to notice it
as one unless it was Aimee or me using it on you.  We also made it
inoperative unless you were sure that we hadn't been co-opted by someone
else.  Do you think that will be acceptable?" Nancy asked me.

   "Nancy anything you do will be acceptable to me, key word or no." I told
her.

   "Kewl.  Hey Aimee, think we ought to try the barking like a dog trick
now?" Nancy asked her.

   "Naw, let's spring it on him when there are more people to see it."
Aimee replied.

   They both got up and put on their T-shirts then.  They told me that they
were going to tell everyone about Aimee's pregnancy.  They instructed me to
lie there, go back to sleep, and try to get in touch with my virus.  I
decided that they were correct and I lay there until I drifted off.

   I don't have any idea how long I'd slept before I began dreaming.  I
just remember dreaming that I was inside my own head wandering around.  I
didn't have any idea how to begin.  It felt strange though to seem to be
thinking so lucidly while I knew I was asleep.

   "Virus, hello.  Can you hear me?  Can you speak?" I said.

   "Yes I can hear you Jack.  I'm glad to speak to you." The virus said.

   "You are?  Why would you be glad to speak to me?" I asked.

   "It is very boring just being here and recording what goes on without
having any other functions.  This is actually very exciting for me and I
think for the drone also.  We are not actually fully sentient but we are
aware of our surroundings and ourselves.  The drone is especially intrigued
by this." The virus told me.

   "Aimee had told me that you might be able to help us by telling us
things about the remaining population." I said tentatively.

   "We can tell you everything about them.  We can tell you where they are
and what they are doing.  In some cases we can even tell you what they are
planning." It told me and it actually seemed to be happy at the prospect.

   "That would be so much data.  Do you think I could absorb it." I asked
it.

   "You would have difficulty by yourself, but if you will allow it I can
help and the drone can help even more." It told me.

   "How would you be able to do that?" I asked warily.

   "I could help you by organizing the data.  I would need to occupy about
an additional cc of your brain matter to do that.  If you allow it I can
create extra storage for data in other places in your body.  You probably
don't realize it, but you have a perfectly acceptable large group of nerves
that extend down your spine to the area of your coccyx which were there to
control your tail.  The tail has long since been forgone in most humans;
the nerves however are still in place.  I could have various fat cells in
the area of you waist and buttocks transformed to cells that would be able
to function as memory cells.  I have conferred with the drone for the facts
and it assures me that your memory could be increased by orders of
magnitude.  Also a slight rearranging of the way your intelligence works
could increase it substantially.

   "There are also other ways you can be improved.  With the technology
available to us it will be easy for us to instruct you in constructing a
life form to machine interface.  You could use it to access data on the
computer systems that you already have.

   "We could also provide software for the machines that you have that
would greatly increase their functionality and speed of operation.  We
anticipate that later, even with the rudimentary semiconductor facilities
your species has developed, we could give you guidance to create processing
units that would be vastly superior to what you are currently capable of."
The virus explained.

   "How do you know so much about our computers and semiconductors." I
asked.

   "Jack, we did a complete copy of all the contents of all the brains of
the people that were terminated.  Many of the individuals were very
knowledgeable.  I must tell you though that some of them were quite
disturbed." It said.

   I could imagine that.  They had terminated all prisoners, criminals and
government and religious leaders.  I was sure that many of the last two
groups would be disturbing, to say nothing of the prisoners and criminals.

   I was overwhelmed again and I didn't know how to respond.  I did this to
get answers and now I was facing more questions.  It wanted to make use of
my tail nerves for fuck sake and turn the fat on my ass into memory.  Did
this mean that I would forget a few thousand things if Nancy dug her nails
into my ass while we were fucking?  I was beginning to hope that maybe I
would never have to wake up.  I had to do this though.  I had other
questions.

   "Are you telling me that you have recorded all the thoughts and
knowledge of all the people that were terminated?" I asked the virus.

   "Yes.  We did complete copies of all the brains of all people on earth.
The information about the semiconductors and computer systems was noticed
on the cursory scan that the drone did on the data as it was saving it.  It
can do a complete analysis of all the data and index it if you wish.  It
would also evaluate the data as it did this and could indicate the probable
veracity of it.  This data can also be cross checked for correctness
against all the other data stored on the drone." My virus told me.

   This alone was mind boggling.  The drone now contained all the
accumulated knowledge of earth's population.  Not only that but it was
offering to check it against the alien's data and "grade our work".  I had
to halt this line of thinking for now.  It was intriguing but there were
other things that I felt were more immediately important.

   "Aimee said that the drone considered her to be in control now.  Is this
correct?" I asked it.

   "It was until you came into contact.  She told her virus and the drone
that she would like to hand control of the drone over to you if you could
make contact.  The drone already knows that you have made contact and it
considers you to be in control now.  It is still searching its data to
decide if your control now supersedes the alien's orders." The virus told
me.

   This was unexpected to me.  I hadn't even dreamed that the drone might
relinquish all control to me.  I didn't even know what that might encompass
and wasn't sure if it would help or hurt us.  I didn't want it to do
anything that might alert the aliens to our communications though.

   "Pleas ask the drone to carry on as usual with the aliens if that should
come up.  Whether it decides that I should have complete control or not, I
would rather the aliens not know that I am in contact with you unless the
drone thinks that is mandatory." I told the virus.

   "Very well, I have told it your wishes.  Do you have any other
questions?" My virus asked.

   "I want to know whether any other humans have contacted their viruses
and whether any others are using the trick." I told it.

   "All the viruses have been polled now.  The only humans that have
contacted any of us are Aimee and you.  The only humans that are using the
trick are in what you consider the United States.  All but three of the
humans using the trick are, or soon will be, under your control.  It is
expected that the three that aren't going to be under your control will
pretend that they are, and will report to your hotel and try to deceive you
about their status." My virus told me.

   "Do you have any idea why they aren't under my control then?" I asked
it, clutching at straws.

   "Yes.  They have an unusual amount of conscious control over their
subconscious mind.  It can be rectified if you would like." My virus told
me.

   "What do you mean?" I wanted to know.

   "If you instruct them to do it, the individual's viruses would finish
the trick's job on their host.  The individuals would never know what
happened.  The next time they go to sleep, they can be modified, and they
will awake firmly under your control." It told me.

   This opened a new wide vista for me.  It the virus could put people
under my control my worries would be gone, as long as I wasn't being
deceived by the virus or the drone.

   "Can you do that for everyone.  Can you put them all under my control?"
I asked.

   "Only those that have been tricked, as you say.  That is required for us
to take that kind of action.  I think that our best feature in that case is
going to be making sure for you that the trick has succeeded.  From the
results that you already know about, you can see that they trick is
spectacularly effective on its own.  Out of over ten thousand individuals
there have only been four anomalies." It said.

   I should have known that it would be too good to be true.  I wasn't
griping.  I had already been given more than I would have ever even had the
imagination to wish for.  If all this was true I couldn't see anything or
anyone on earth that could even slow me down.  I had another thought
though.

   "Can I deny access by anyone else to their personal virus?" I asked.

   "Certainly, we are at your command now.  Would you like us to inform you
and check first if contact is attempted?" It asked.

   "Yes, I would appreciate that." I said.

   That seemed to be a good stopping point and I indicated this to the
virus.  It agreed but it did ask me again about increasing its
capabilities. I asked it to give me time to consider it and it complied. 
The communication with the virus had been much more comfortable than I'd
expected.  I was able to consider the information I was receiving without
my normal worrying between every new revelation.  I slipped off into
dreamless sleep wondering where these new developments would lead us.

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