struck out on her own, wreaking havoc in her wake. Cin couldn’t care less if the woman got herself killed, but he was concerned that if the scientists got hold of her body and figured out what happened to him, they might somehow reverse it. Or worse, create more of him.
Cindrac didn’t fear others like himself because of death; he was terrified of more Loquan’s who only wanted to destroy out of hate. In his forty-two years on this planet, Cindrac had known many things.
He’d known starvation, indoctrination, sadistic laws, and endless wars. Cindrac wanted nothing more than peace. Not just for himself, but for everyone who suffered from birth at the hands of the elite overlords.
Looking out at the pristine beauty he’d only known from pictures and TV, Cindrac didn’t want the world to burn. He wanted to give it, and all its wonders, back to the people and live in peace.
With his nanites alert to Loquan, Cin saw the moment she started to turn towards him with her empty bowl, and he switched a map onto the TV. He gestured to it as he walked towards the big screen.
“This is Atlanta, the biggest city closest to where we are right now,” Cindrac explained. “This is where we’ll find vehicles and aerial craft that can take us to the other locations around the world where the elites live.”
“Do we just drive in there? How did you get us out of the lab?” Loquan’s eyes dared him to tell her the truth.
“I shut down the power systems, which is what we’ll do when we hit the city limit,” Cindrac admitted.
Cin knew there was no reason to lie to her about what happened at the lab. There was a video of it somewhere, and she could quickly find it with her connection to the worldwide computer systems through her nanites and AI.
“Then what?” Loquan seemed to calm herself.
Cindrac blinked and changed the TV screen to half a dozen split-screen images.
“Those are the labs and data centers we need to hit and the bunkers of the elite in Atlanta.” Cindrac gestured to the TV.
“Why do we care about labs or data centers? We need to take out the damn overlords first,” Loquan snapped in impatience. “Once the overlords are gone, we won’t need to worry about the rest.”
“I destroyed the lab and computers where we came from,” Cindrac stated calmly. “That doesn’t mean other labs can’t create more of us or find a way to destroy us. The data centers give us more knowledge that we can use to find the targets and defeat them for good.”
Cindrac wasn’t about to tell her of the amazing things he’d discovered in the lab computers before he destroyed them. Not because he didn’t want to share the wonders of the universe and the other more intelligent beings out there.
Cin feared that if he couldn’t stop Loquan, she would set her sights on conquering all there was in existence while he only wanted to learn more and live in peace. If Loquan survived, it would mean endless wars in her quest for power, and Cin couldn’t allow that to happen.
“I can see where you’re better at this war thing than I am, but I’ll learn quickly.” Loquan’s voice held a blatant warning. “OK, we’ll hit the labs and data centers, but I think we need to kill the elite in their homes.”
“We hit the labs first, then the data centers,” Cindrac insisted. “Once we take over the first lab, soldiers will be rushing the elite to their bunkers. By the time we finish with the data centers, they’ll be easy targets in what they believe are impenetrable shelters. Psychologically, accessing their safe havens and executing the elite inside them will shake the foundation of the entire elite society.”
“A mind fuck,” Loquan laughed evilly. “Oh, I love it. You keep thinking like that, and we’re going to get along great together.”
Cindrac smiled in return and hid the fact that she made his skin crawl. Even his nanites were on full alert and programming his brain with ancient and modern forms of warfare learned from the elite databases of information. He’d easily broken through the security hours earlier, and his mind consumed the data like a starving man.
Loquan huffed impatiently at the darkening sky. “When do we leave?”
“When it’s dark. Again it’s psychological. No one likes fighting when you can’t see, so we’ll cut the power to the entire area and use the kill switches to knock everyone