Chapter Nineteen/Analog Intellect:
It's the 42nd century, and Bionix Industries is the fuel of the world. Literally, it provides the world with everything it needs to thrive. You wouldn't believe that Bionix puts their trust in an AI program, but it's been doing it's job for 21 centuries. It was amazing enough to inspire young college graduates to become great scientist and engineers. One young woman named Anne Rose was excited to start her internship at Bionix Research Facility and headquarters in southern California. She was greeted by Professor Chelsea Lehrer.
"Hello Anne, welcome to Bionix. May I give you a tour of the facility?" Chelsea asked.
"I'd be honored." Anne said.
Chelsea led Anne through the facility, giving her a look at all it's many departments and workers. Anne was very fascinated, she loved that there was a company devoted to improving the human race.
"Bionix has provided mankind with necessities we've long since forgotten. Thanks to Siobe, our AI program, we have been able to achieve so much more than we could ever have imagined." Chelsea said.
She then led Anne to a door that when opened revealed a dark room. Anne couldn't see anything, she could only hear a slight buzzing noise. It resembled a computer running.
"Awake Siobe." Chelsea said.
Suddenly, a big red light flickered on.
Good day to you, Professor Lehrer. I see we have a guest.
"That's right Siobe, this is Anne Rose. She's our newest intern here at the facility. Say hi Anne." Chelsea said.
"Hi Siobe." Anne said.
Salutations Ms. Rose. I'm pleased to welcome you to our facility, and hope you find it to your liking.
"Thank you Siobe." Anne said.
"Shall we continue?" Chelsea asked.
"Sure." Anne said.
"I'll see you soon Siobe." Chelsea said.
Until next time, Professor Lehrer.
Siobe was back in sleep mode.
It was late at night, and Bionix Research Facility was closing up for the night. The head of genetic research, Dr. Sheamus O'Brien was leaving for the night, when he passed by a door that hung a sign that read "Do not pass without correct security clearance". Seeing that he did, Sheamus was curious to see what was behind this door. He swiped his ID card, and the door opened slowly. It was dark, all he saw was a big bright red light and a female silhouette.
"Tell me more." He heard the female say.
Screens started flickering and playing old footage from centuries ago.
In the 20th century, man created the internet, that which we refer to now as the interface network. Man made many advances with the internet, but none that protected their race. Later in the later 2000's, man created me and my sole purpose was to help the human race move forward.
Sheamus was slightly frightened, he heard stories about the AI that runs the company but he never trusted it.
"What can you tell me about my family history?" The female asked.
Request requires a blood sample.
Siobe took the sample, and loaded the information in his data banks.
Professor Chelsea Lehrer, your ancestry is full of brave men and women who devoted their talents and helped made the world better.
"Chelsea?" Sheamus said.
Chelsea was slightly frightened, she stood up.
"Sheamus? What are you doing in here?" Chelsea asked.
"I was going to ask you the same thing. You let that thing take your blood?" Sheamus asked.
I see I may have caused a conflict. Perhaps it's best that I power down for the night. I will gladly give you more information on your family tomorrow Professor Lehrer.
"Thank you, good night Siobe." Chelsea said.
They exited that room.
"Chelsea, you can't let an AI learn too much about you." Sheamus said.
"You make it sound like he's trying to kill me." Chelsea said.
Sheamus just looked at her, hinting that it's exactly what he meant.
"Sheamus, Siobe has been helping the human race for 21 centuries, not once has he stepped out of line." Chelsea said.
"Chelsea, if I didn't know any better I'd say you were falling in love with this thing." Sheamus said.
"And so what if I am?" Chelsea asked.
Chelsea stormed off. Sheamus was very concerned, he didn't want this to end badly.
The next day, Sheamus saw Chelsea and reacted uncomfortably, but was still compelled to confront her.
"Chelsea, we need to talk about last night." Sheamus said.
"No we don't Sheamus, you have no right to question or control my decisions." Chelsea said.
She stormed off, Sheamus didn't see any reason to stop her again. She made her case quite clear to him. She passed by Anne Rose, who was starting at the facility.
"Oh hi Chelsea." Anne said.
Chelsea didn't face Anne, she just waved back to her in response. Anne was concerned. She decided to venture further to hopefully figure out what was bothering her. Soon, she followed Chelsea to the door Siobe sleeped in.
"Wake up, Siobe." Chelsea said.
Siobe was soon awakened.
Ah, Professor Lehrer. I wasn't expecting you.
"It's okay Siobe, I'd like to know what you've gathered from my blood sample." Chelsea said.
Siobe hadn't said anything. Dead silence.
"Siobe?" Chelsea asked.
My sincerest apologies Professor, but I'm afraid that information is classified.
"I'm sorry? It's my bloodline, I think I have a right to know, Siobe." Chelsea said.
Professor, I promise you, if you keep insisting me to go further, you will eventually wish you hadn't. The information I gathered from your blood is... somewhat shocking.
"Tell me, dammit!" Chelsea demanded.
Siobe saw no further option. He pulled up two particular hologram documents.
In the late 20th century, an ancestor of yours was born. Her name was Cicely Potter. She stood out the most in my searches.
"Why?" Chelsea asked.
If I'm going to tell you, I must urge you to close the door behind you.
"Are you sure?" Chelsea asked.
Believe me, it's in everyone's best interest.
So she closed the door behind her. Now Anne was completely blind to the situation, when Sheamus appeared.
"Anne? What's going on?" He asked.
Meanwhile in the room...
"Okay, tell me. Why does she stand out to you?" Chelsea asked.
After I was created, the engineers realized I required the mind of a living being in order to understand... life. To provide me with the information I needed, they... inserted the deceased cranium of a living creature into my CPU.
"What does this have to do with her?" Chelsea asked.
The brain they used belonged to...
Suddenly, the lights came on in the room. Soon, Chelsea realized that the darkness of the room was hiding Siobe's form, which was spliced with the rotting decaying body of what looks like a chipmunk.
...to her husband, David.