After completing his dinner Peter lays down to sleep threw the day. Thinking that he needs to test the new programming. The mechanical aspects of the nanomachines themselves have been tested repeatedly by his former lab. He deducts that this field test must take place in a different area from his home, in case of any malfunctions or errors that may result. He contemplates other possible uses of machines. He has always been a little lax on exercise and keeping fit. He could write a quick routine and infect himself with the machines and have them do the work for him while his body is active his perceptions could be elsewhere. He must sleep now.
Later that Saturday afternoon Peter gets up from his bed and walks to his desk, he presses a few keys on his main keyboard. The screen/wall gains its unnatural depth. In the right upper corner of the screen/wall text flashes quickly by. He stands up in the center of the room looking the screen. The typical picture of blacks and deep purples and dark blues shimmer unnaturally in a landscape of a rocky waterfall.
""Awaken!" he commands his special artificial intelligence system. Inside the realistic depths of the screen, the deep, near black waterfall once again splashes down into a stream diminishing into his floor
"I have some research required." He speaks. Inside the screen the transparent water starts taking shape as the head of a woman.
"I need you to scan articles and medical reports on the Internet and devise a curriculum for me to maximize physical fitness." He orders. The image continues to develop. Hair forms, Eyes sink into the now head shaped form. Nose and large full voluptuous lips appear completing the head. Slightly wavy hair, not fully solid flows down below covering the otherwise bare shoulders. Peters forehead wrinkles in a thought he adds.
"As well as any form of unarmed combat training. Order me a top of the line home gym and any required training equipment." He commands the AI.
"As you wish." The sultry voice answers. Soft orchestra music plays, through the room. The wall forms various windowed screens. Images of the Internet flash, search engines line the top row. Below them are displays of various results flashing on and off. Images and pictures in side the windows start forming themes as fitness and physical training subjects are researched and reviewed. Commercial WebPages along with collage and newsgroups are analyzed, their windows flash along the wall. Peter walks into one of the back rooms of his penthouse and enters his closet. He Grabs a sports jacket, puts his wallet and PDA inside it and turns to speak to one of the Slesh-bots.
"Remove current exoskin and enter stealth guard mode." He commands it. The arms of the Slesh-bot rotate back over it's body in a very inhuman way pealing off the current silicon and foam rubber external skin. No longer the Attractive and voluptuous form of a female the now Metallic Skeleton Body enters a back room and in a few heartbeats reemerges with a near mirror shinny metallic scaly like exoskeleton. Some would say it resembles a human Size Dragon, Peter's other obsession. It's image shimmers and a distorted image of the area behind the Robot shimmers then gains focus as it loses its visibility. A faint smell of ozone erupts from it as it's stabilization systems matches temperature and static charges to the environment.
No one else in the world has this advanced of technology. Peter has seen to it. Utilizing his advanced AI he constantly monitors and hacks, as needed others in the world that would be close to achieving similar advances. When ones get close to what he has determined as a breakthrough, his AI develops an adaptive virus based on preset conditions to steer them in the wrong directions in their research. Maintaining his technical superiority. The original idea was developed by several Government agencies to maintain the global position it has achieved. Peter was the Program coordinator when the project was discontinued due to budget cuts. Even though the systems and programs were destroyed Peter retained enough of the code inside his memory to redevelop this system of control privately, with the aid of his AI companion.
He has yet to officially name his AI he commonly just uses pet names with it. Sense his graduation of collage he had been duplicating then modifying his own conscience into a serious of Algorithms and theories. In his simulated computer reality he effectively created his Eve as if he played Adam and God. The AI he commands that resides in his penthouse and use's his wall as a screen. It is effectively a submissive female version of him. Which is programmed with a warped sense of free will. When Peter is pleased the AI can reach Euphoric states of simulated ecstasy and is pained by his displeasure.
Very Similar principals now reside in a series of programs inside the very Mosquitoes he has created. These mosquitoes will deliver a series of virus combining in very much the same way transistors reside inside integrated circuitry (microprocessors). Various Small viruses form clusters and interconnect. Using basic logic circuits and then compounding into more complex systems, many more levels later they from the digital organic based nanomachines. When fully formed the organic nanomachines are no larger then the human fat cells. The Mosquitoes harbor small manufacturing plans inside themselves, and are able to inject the DNA which acts effectively as a schematic using various virus required to produce the Nanomachines. The Mosquitoes then hide on the host until the viruses develop into the Nanomachines. Then the mosquito returns home or finds a secure location to reproduce it's self. The Nanomachines can affect any one of the bodies' organs including the brain. Effectively controlling everything but the thoughts of the host. Perception can be changed as well. What the Host body is feeling and seeing can be changed from what is actually happening in the immediate Environment. Effective placing the captive body in a virtual world if required.
Instead of changing the world for the better Peter desires only control. He leaves his penthouse with the robotic guard right next to him, along with hundreds of mosquitoes. He enters the garage and goes to his car. He looks over his Japanese sedan and decides he'd like finer things. He extracts his PDA and sends a message to his AI to acquire him a Roles. He also instructs his AI to program one of the other Slesh-bots with a driving program and to contact him when it's ready. The robot guard with him places it's feet on the rear bummer and secures its self over the back trunk. He gets on to the freeway onramp and heads to the downtown club district. His guard says with the car. He considers how to select his candidates and decides to go sports bar and grill where the waitresses wear skimpy outfits. .
Having arrived at the place Peter walks to the back most area of the bar. He looks around at the customers scouting for any victims. A young attractive Latin woman is his waitress. She appears mid twenties and has obvious Breast Implants.
"Hello, My name in Angela and I'll be your Server this evening." She says with a rehearsed smile.
"I'll take a domestic off the tap to start as I look over the menu." Peter says somewhat coldly, as he snickers in his thoughts 'Yea, you'll serve me.'
Angela lives with several of her friends in a downtown apartment and is unrealistically pursuing an Acting career. She can't act but is taking classes in the city collage as she waits tables during the day. She's 24 and things are ok. Tonight has been a slow and she off in about an hour. She thinks of asking to get off early because it's so slow. She wheels up to the bar (all waitresses are on roller blades here).
"Hey Mary can I take off. Things are slow and 17 just got their order and 21 just sat down and asked for a domestic bear." Angela asks the acting manager.
"Sure Toni is closing and can take your tables, just fill her in." Mary responds as she fills a beer glass and hands it to Angela.
Angela rolls down the bar over to Toni. "Hey Toni, Mary said I can take off can you cover 17 and 21. 17 is done and 21 hasn't ordered but a beer so far."
"Sure catch you next shift." Toni is a petite short blonde girl that looks about 7 years younger then she is.
