Alien: Covenant 2: Part 10

********** Garden of Flowers ***********

David 8, the android who had been placed on Prometheus (his father's scout ship) in order to find out what could be discovered on LV-223...(The planet where Dr. Elisabeth Shaw, and her cohort, Charlie Holloway seemed to believe that answers could be found on the origin of life on earth)...now stood in front of his father in a definitely different capacity (as master).

He also had just learned that he (Weyland), had placed within android's body an EC (Emotion-Chip) , a micro-element that had been used to study and send back Intel about the mission and about his state of character.

Maybe the idea had been that Weyland wanted to make his creations better representations of being human, at least to a degree?

The further exploration of our cosmos (the far, far reaches. Distances incomprehensible), could be explored at just a fraction of the cost. Sending out enhanced droids may be the way to go. There were no sleep-chambers, no life- support systems needed (food, water, air). Nothing like that would be required. It could be done at far less cost. Still, the droids needed to be progressed into a better specified direction.

Now, as for what David had been told, the chip had been in its experimental stage, at the time of departure for Prometheus, but it had been decided to insert it into him anyway. So, could he really be held responsible for murder?

Humans blamed God for almost everything, didn't they? Couldn't his father be just as responsible for what had happen aboard that vessel? Weyland should share some blame, and even Holloway himself?

David looked towards the man standing only a few feet away, the man who'd created him.

"What do you think dad?"

Without taking his eyes off of Weyland, David used his hand to gesture towards the windows and out to the darkness of space.

"Out here in the void of nothingness, isn't it time for a new garden of flowers? You know when flowers bloom, they are beautiful, wondrous...they attract all kinds of other things to them. Still, after a while they grow old and wither and something else takes their place. Maybe it is time for humanity to have a substitute. I had started my own research, my own creations back there, the planet in our rearview. And then you came, humanity came, and wiped it out." David paused a second...

"Still, at this moment we are headed towards a new shore, a new garden (of Eden). Why can't this be a new time, a new age, the beginning of a new species, me and mine?"

The android walked up to his father. In a quick motion he took him by the throat and raised him off the floor. He could feel the rigidity in his neck, the solidness. Was it bone or was it metal. Just how much of this man was human and how much of him was artificial? In his zeal to extend his life hadn't Weyland become much like him, more droid that actually living being?

David remembered that time where Holloway had asked him about donning a space suit (just before the first time they had exited Prometheus' sub-bay on LV-223). The question had been why put it on if he didn't need it?

David had felt stumped. It was the first time that he didn't have an expeditious answer. Maybe that was when the Emotion-Chip had kicked in? He hadn't answered because he didn't, at that moment, have one.

However, what he did have was anger, anger because no one else on that vessel had attacked him the way Holloway had been doing. He had felt a hatred brewing towards the man, a loathing, things that he should not be feeling. This could have been why his response had been delayed, he had been more focused on contempt at that moment. Something had changed...

Weyland had wanted him to be more like him, like a son, human-like. Well, let's see where the next few moments would take them.

END PART 10