Chapter 8: What Now?

Lex was outraged. Turning to Ram he shouted, "You knew there were Technos here!"

Alice had told the tribe everything about her and KC's ordeal with The Technos. Now they were deliberating.

"Mega obviously left me in the dark, but that's not news," Ram rolled his eyes. "But if you want to point fingers Lexy boy, it was you who lead us here."

"He does have a good point," Amber pointed out to Lex.

Lex grew silent, but the room grew louder.

"Alright, one at a time," Bray rubbed at his temples.

"So what do we do? Do we get back on the boat and float to some other island? What?" Gel asked.

"Why not?" Cloe asked.

May slumped on the porch, "For one, we can't all fit on the boat and two, some of us can't stand to be afloat, and we don't know which islands are inhabited."

Bray held up a hand to silence everyone once more, "May's right, the boat isn't big enough, and Ebony is going to be immobile soon. We're going to have to plan a takeover."

"Say we do that. What happens when we capture them? Do we keep them in cages and what happens when other Technos come to drop off another load?" Trudy asked; worry written clear in her expression.

Ved looked at Jay, who in turn, looked at Ram.

"Why don't we ask Taisan? She was extremely close to Mega."

"Hey watch it," Lex warned.

"It's okay Lex," Tai rested a hand on the man's arm, "He's right. But Mega wasn't as 'in charge' as he thought he was. There are a group of Technos out there that were doing things their way, helping the virts."

"Great!" Cloe exclaimed.

Ebony was getting bored with the small talk. "What about planes? You stupid Technos came in on planes, running people's lives. Couldn't we just hop on one and find a nice little patch of Utopia?"

Ram snorted, "Sure Ebony, and we could all jump in our magic time machine and change the virus from ever happening."

"Well Ram, what do you propose?" She snapped back at him.

Slade squeezed her shoulders to clam her. He was remaining silent on the issue, but taking mental notes.

"It's like Bray said," Ram shrugged, "We take them over."

"This is going no where," Amber sighed in frustration.

Slade finally cut into the conversation, "Even if we take them over, even with the help of these 'anti-Technos' Taisan has mentioned, we can't force them to join us, and we can't keep them in cages. Even more so, there would only be more of them out there."

There was some more sighing from Bray, "He's right, but where do we go? And how are we getting there?"

Ram stood, Trudy with him, "We steal their boats."

"That solves what?" Salene asked.

"We can't stay here obviously, so we steal their boats and find somewhere else to go," Ram said firmly.

"If he says Paradise, can I kill him?" Ruby asked.

Ram smirked, "Not paradise, but a place we could stay and not worry about Technos. It's where the Technos first came from."

Jay cut in, "Ram are you talking about the place your father had built?"

"Precisely. I told the first batch of Technos, then that consisted of five of us, that the base was the safe haven my father had built, but that self-destructed once we left. This other place, it's the Utopia Ebony was speaking about."

"So you lied, so that if your little 'take over the world' plan failed, at least you'd always have some place to go. But I thought you said that it was in Australia."

"I said that to cover up it's true location, I am a mastermind after all."

"So, where is it?" Darryl asked excitedly.

"Hawaii. The trick is getting there. We surely can't sail all the way there," Ram stroked his chin.

"If we are going to get off this island, it had better be soon, I haven't planned on having a baby on an un-sterilized boat."

Everyone turned laughing and looked at the speaker. It was Ebony.

"I fear this Ebony," Alice laughed, "What happened to the other one?"

Ebony rolled her eyes, "Don't worry; she'll be back once her hormones are in order."

"So it's decided?" Trudy asked.

Taisan nodded, "We will work harder on a plan in the morning."

Everybody agreed. Going to their respective huts. No one noticed the stranger lurking about listening to their every word.