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"Inject her with five milligram's of hydrotestachloride. Quickly, there's no time to waste."
"Yes Madame."
"Keep monitoring her brain waves, scan for any sign of neurological activity."
"Yes Madame."
"Check all the critical nodal points."
The laboratory leapt into a frenzy of activity. Two white suited and helmeted figures jumped into action, administering injections, checking monitors, taking readings. The tentacles of an alien creature flailed around the room adjusting metal probes.
Dr Sally Nemesis stood calmly and authoratively surveying the work of her team, orchestrating proceedings and issuing instructions with assured precision.
In the middle of all of this frenzied activity was a girl. Naked, laid out on an examination table of gleaming metal, wires trailing from the needle sharp titanium probes inserted deep into every part of her body. She laid there, silent, unmoving, a beautiful vision of soft white flesh and golden hair, a picture of human softness in a harsh clinical laboratory world.
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Out of the whirlwind of activity there was suddenly stillness, expectancy, a tingle of excitement. The suited figures stopped work and stood perfectly still. They looked across at each other and exchanged astonished glances. The thrill of edgy discovery mingled with excited anticipation, even fear, enveloped the laboratory.
"Shit!"
It was Dr Victor Servant who finally broke the silence. It wasn't the most perceptive scientific analysis of his career, but it expressed everything they were feeling.
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Victor had always wanted to work with Dr Sally Nemesis and now, finally, he had got the chance. He had followed her career with interest. She first came to his attention many years ago when, as a brilliant student at the Institute of Cyberbotics on Alpha Scrofula, she produced her seminal work on the neurology of sexual behaviour in humans. Her career had blossomed and now, at a remarkably young age for such an important position within the scientific community, she headed the Inter Galactic Council on Neurology. She was at the cutting edge of research into human and alien brain patterns and behavioural science.
Her reputation was formidable. She was renowned across the galaxy for her dazzling innovative scientific brain. In addition, she was known for her awesome ability to create teams of the most brilliant minds over a range of specialities and driving them all to work towards her goals. She had assembled computer experts to help her develop the Nano class of computers to run the sophisticated cognitive software she had created. She had achieved spectacular success working with coma patients and recovery of people from death or near death experiences. It was her skills that had brought back to life the frozen crew of the Alpha Centurin space shuttle after it had crashed into the ice caps of Nebulae 2. This remarkable feat earned her fame and popular recognition across the galaxy, and the nick-name Goddess Nemesis.
And here was Victor working alongside her on one of the most formidable challenges she had ever taken on. Victor, in his role as a forensic archaeologist, had been fortunate to have been selected to lead the team excavating the site for the new Beeston Hill tele-porter transmitter in Euro-zone Omega when they made this incredible discovery. They had found a girl who had been preserved in molten rock for perhaps as long as two thousand years.
It was a fantastic discovery. Well preserved bodies had been found elsewhere but this one was a remarkably perfect specimen. Victor expected that a detailed examination of the girl's body would greatly enhance galactic knowledge of life on earth in the early 21st century. But Dr Sally Nemesis had more daring and exciting plans. She had put forward the astonishing proposal that they attempt to bring the girl back to life.
Victor remembered the call he had clearly. Dr Sally Nemesis, whose work he had so admired over many years, appeared on his video link to ask for more information about the discovery and more details about the conditions the girl had been found in. She had immediately tele-ported herself to Victor's laboratory and then dropped the bombshell on him.
"I'd like to try and bring her to life," she had told him. "I know it sounds ridiculous and It's a long shot, but I believe I have the understanding of the neurology of the human brain and the technology to attempt it. It might be years before I see such a well preserved specimen again. I can't guarantee success but, if you invite me I'd like to try."
Victor was so excited. There was no chance of him turning away this opportunity. It was a dream come true, to work with one of the most brilliant minds of the 41st century in a daring attempt to achieve the impossible. Dr Nemesis's achievements had already caused a stir, scientifically and ethically, forcing the intergalactic community to re-evaluate the very nature of life and death.
There was another reason for wanting to work with Dr Nemesis that Victor was a bit coy about. Not only was she one of the most brilliant minds, she was also one of the most stunningly attractive women in the galaxy. Victor almost felt it was unfair for one person to have such an abundance of riches, to be so brilliant and yet so beautiful with it.
In person, Dr Nemesis had lived up to her reputation. She was every bit as stunning in the flesh as Victor had been led to believe, more so in fact. Her striking jet black hair, her piercing blue eyes, her beautiful features enhanced with carefully applied make-up and her ample breasts and shapely body all made Victor's heart race when he was near her. Also, her presence demanded complete respect. Her clarity of vision, scientific knowledge and uncanny ability to bend everybody to her will with her commanding voice made her a formidable figure in the laboratory. Victor embraced her presence and had no reservations about her taking control of the project. All he desired was to obey her instructions and he noticed how everybody around her acted in the same way.
Dr Nemesis had brought some members of her own team to help. There was Dr Douglas Deviant, who had assisted her on several earlier missions and who, Victor got the impression, had always tried to inveigle himself onto her projects. Victor could acknowledge Douglas's experience and skill as a scientist but was suspicious of him and his motives. Although Victor recognised what a stunning and beautiful presence Dr Nemesis was in the laboratory, he tried his best not to let it distract him from the work at hand. But Victor got the impression that Dr Deviant spent as much of his time ogling Dr Nemesis as knuckling down to serious research.
Even when they were dressed in their decontamination suits, under which they were all naked so that no contaminated clothes were brought into a sterile area, he could sense Dr Deviant craning his head to try and look into the large perspex visor in her helmet to see if he could catch a glimpse of her cleavage. He could sense him watching every movement of hers, hoping to see the white protective clothing hugging her shapely body or a glimpse of her nipple pressing against the tight material. Victor felt he was there for more than the benefits of scientific research.
The other member of Dr Nemesis's team was Parparomedexicon, or Parp as he was known, who was from one of the moons of the planet Parsee Two. Parp had also worked with Dr Nemesis before. Victor respected its skill; it because Parp was an asexual creature with no male or female characteristics. It was like a giant purple jellyfish, only about three feet tall with short legs, which it shuffled along on. Victor could see the value of Parp's attributes to Dr Nemesis. It was clever and diligent. Parp also had ten tentacles that extended from its blob like body, each with a suction cup at the end. It could manipulate as many as ten of Dr Nemesis's titanium probes at the same time with ease and the sensitivity and dexterity of the cups at the end of its tentacles far exceeded the human hand. He doubted that, unlike all her human companions, Parp harboured any secret sexual longing for Dr Nemesis, which Victor thought must make a refreshing change for her.
