“It’s me,” James replied with a smile.
Old-timer took a long moment to examine the features of the figure’s shining face and glowing eyes. “James?”
James nodded. “How are you feeling?”
Old-timer tried to get up, performing a maneuver reminiscent of a bodybuilder trying to finish one last sit up—with an exhausted exhale, he failed and fell back against the floor. James gave him his arm and helped him stand back upright. Old-timer kept his right forearm crossed in front of his abdomen and remained hunched over, floating just off the ground in the zero gravity.
James turned and observed the drawn guns of Neirbo and the other androids. “You did this to him?” James asked.
“I…I had no choice,” explained a befuddled Neirbo. “The circumstances were different. We’d run out of time…we were about to be consumed by the nanobots.”
“So why didn’t you detonate the missile yourself?” James queried, already knowing the answer.
“You know about the missile?” Thel reacted in surprised bewilderment. “How?”
“Yes. I know what your plan is.”
“Then…you’re here to help us,” Neirbo said, his voice filled with uncertainty.
“Don’t do it, James!” Old-timer said desperately, struggling against the weakness of his voice.
James turned to his friend and replied, “Don’t worry. I won’t.”
“What?” exclaimed Neirbo. “You can’t be serious! The nanobots destroyed your people! You can’t let them claim this solar system for themselves!”
“The nanobots may have killed my people, but your leader let it happen,” James replied.
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“That’s not true,” Neirbo responded. “We came here to help you! We tried to save as many of you as we could!”
“You tried to assimilate as many of us as you could,” James calmly asserted. “The impending nanobot attack and your leader’s claims that she was unable to transmit a warning to us were convenient excuses.”
“But why would they want to assimilate us?” Djanet asked. “What good would that do for them?”
“We came to defend humanity,” Neirbo stated, staking claim.
“You came to defend your narrow notion of what humanity should be,” James replied.
Neirbo was at a loss. “I don’t know what that is supposed to mean. We’re not the ones with limits.”
Old-timer, however, completely understood. As soon as he heard James’s words, it was as if a light switch had gone on. His eyes lit up with understanding.
“I’ll be damned,” he said. “Luddites.”
“What?” Rich asked.
“Luddites,” Old-timer repeated. “I didn’t realize it until just this moment. I was fooled by their advanced technology. But just because they’re more advanced than we currently are, doesn’t mean that they’re still advancing.”
“Your arguments crossed the border into ridiculous long ago,” Neirbo replied.
Old-timer’s teeth were suddenly gritted with fury. “Think about it,” he said to his companions. “There are trillions and trillions of these people, all willing to do the same thing, to fight the same war. Where is the individuality? They’re even wearing the same damn style of clothes, for God’s sake!”
“We have individual freedom,” Neirbo replied. “We have chosen to defend humanity against the nanobot scourge. We are here because of our compassion.”
“You shoot me compassionately, son?” Old-timer seethed.
“They have the illusion of individual free choice,” James explained, “but at anytime their leader, the person who calls herself 1, can control their actions.”
“1 communicates with us and leads us. She does not control us!” Neirbo fired back.
“I’m willing to put that to the test,” James replied. He turned to his companions. “We are not going to destroy the solar system.”
“James, are you sure about this?” Thel asked, with a serious look of concern. “You may be right about everything you said, there’s no way to know for sure, but what we do know for sure is that the nans have turned against us! How can we just let them have this solar system to use to reproduce and kill more people in the future? Shouldn’t we destroy the nest?”
“Hello, 1,” James responded without missing a beat.
“What?” Thel answered back.
“I anticipated you would take her first. You’re counting on my emotional connection confusing my reason. However, I have more than just my emotions and reason to rely upon now.”
“James!” Thel exclaimed. “It’s me! I love you! What’s the matter with you?”
“It’s not Thel,” Old-timer asserted, turning to Rich and Djanet. “James is right. There’s no reason to think 1 couldn’t control any of us at anytime.”
“That’s paranoia!” Thel shouted. She threw her arms around James and tried to kiss him, but he roughly withdrew.
“You’re not the woman I love. Stop pretending.”
“You’re wrong, James!” Thel turned desperately to the others. “Don’t listen to him! There’s something wrong with him!”
James kept the gaze of his glowing blue eyes on Thel. “I can see you, 1. I have more eyes than you can imagine.”
“You’re confused,” Thel pleaded. “The A.I. has done something to you! He’s tricking you!”
James ignored her pleas and addressed everyone in the room. “The android system of transferring power sounds perfect on the surface. The android randomly selected to become 1 leads the group for a period of time and then, on the designated date, surrenders the power. Therefore, anyone and everyone has a chance to become the leader. But there’s a flaw. It was only a matter of time before someone was selected leader who would realize that he or she could continue as 1 forever. All that was required was that the randomly selected person be a person of 1’s own creation.”
“Of course,” Old-timer assented, “and that person would continue leading them, essentially, forever. Their civilization followed the singular vision of one entity—like fascism or any kind of dictatorship.”
“It’s even more similar than you think, Old-timer,” James continued. “Just like fascism, they’re xenophobic. 1 has unilaterally decided what is human and what is not and has made it her mission to stop human civilization from progressing into anything that she considers inhuman.”
“Something like you, for instance,” Old-timer observed.
“Exactly,” affirmed James.
“Then that’s their real mission,” Djanet realized, “to find human civilizations and…assimilate them.”
Thel paused for a moment, as though she was considering her next move. Then, suddenly, her body went slack, she released the grip that she had on the wall and she floated for a moment in the zero gravity. “What happened?” she asked.
“1 took control of your body,” James replied. “Any one of you could be next,” he began, “but I already know what her next move will be.”
“You don’t know a thing,” Neirbo replied as he held his weapon up to James with a snarl on his lips. Seeing Neirbo’s aggressive stance, the seven men under his command did likewise.
“Welcome back, 1,” said James. “Long time, no see.”
“You think that body of yours and your new senses make you special?” 1 replied with Neirbo’s lips. “You’re just another abomination.”
“Oh my God,” Old-timer said, shaking his head slightly in dismay. “This sounds so familiar.”
“Picked a hell of a time for déjà vu, Old-timer,” observed Rich.