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Table of Contents
Adam and E-V-E
C-A-I-N and A-B-E-L
Sodom and Gomorrah
Adam and E-V-E
Chapter One
Lieutenant Adam B'Luven stared straight ahead, keeping his gaze on the
screen with the image of their High Commander, an imposing woman who didn't
mind ripping the heart out of the young soldier standing next to him.
Adam began, "High Commander, with all due respect—"
She him cut off, booming her deep voice through the speakers surrounding
them. "Don't preface your statement like that. You should always give me
respect without question or explanation."
Adam strained to let his head move forward in a respectful bow. Although
she was the reason Adam joined the Federation Army, in this instance, he
couldn't agree with her decision.
"This soldier, Private Goren, is an excellent fighter. He has the best sharp
shooting skills, acing his entire class."
"With the exception of the cyborgs."
Adam squeezed his hands into fists behind his back, away from the High
Commander's view. Without acknowledging the High Commander's statement,
he said, "He has been recognized for bravery and heroism, not only in our
conflict against the Cerillions but in previous others. Bottom line, he cares about
this Army and the fate of our world." Adam had kept his gaze forward until he
made the mistake of glancing at the young man he spoke of in such flattering
terms.
The young man, who couldn't have been older than twenty-two at best,
remained stoic, being a good soldier and keeping his face forward, his shoulders
back and his legs straight. He reminded Adam so much of himself at that age.
Brown hair shorn to the scalp, same hopeful green eyes and even had freckles
spotting his nose and cheeks. Adam turned back to the screen when he caught a
tear at the corner of Goren's eye.
"Our Army would be remiss if we discharge Goren from service. His heart is
fully devoted to—"
"It's his heart that we're worried about," the High Commander said, butting
into Adam's impassioned speech. "And his lungs, bladder, kidneys and other
vital organs. It is unfortunate that during combat, young Private Goren exposed
himself to a biochemical agent that is, essentially, eating away at his organs."
Adam gritted his teeth, hating the fact that the High Commander put all of
the blame on this young man, that it was his fault he rushed into a burning
school to save trapped children.
As a trained soldier, he should have known better than to expose himself like
that. Masks always, Adam and the other high-ranking officers had taught the
young recruits.
Bio-terrorism existed. In this one case, it would take out one of their best
fighters.
"What we're doing is standard procedure, Lieutenant. It surprises me and,
quite frankly, angers me that you would waste my time trying to fight a losing
battle. You know the procedure. As soldiers, you two both understand the risks.
Private Goren, the government will keep you comfortable during your final days.
However, your services will not be needed in the Federation."
"What about the use of accelerator?" Adam wrung his hands behind his back
as he stood at ease. "It repairs injuries quickly. In this case—"
"You know better than that, B'Luven. The use of our current form of
accelerator on humans exposed to Z-1XG has the opposite affect than someone
with, say, a broken arm or a severe burn. Instead of repairing Goren's organs, the
accelerator will speed up the deterioration. Besides, although accelerator has
tested positive in humans, it was developed and is mainly used for our fighting
cyborgs. Those are the soldiers we need to protect."
In the large empty room without windows, Adam felt a chill go up his spine.
The last thing he wanted to talk about while trying to save the career of this
young man was the damn cyborgs that were taking over the Federation Army.
If it took his last breath, Adam would show the High Commander and
anyone else with power the value of humans over the unpredictable cyborgs.
Couldn't they see that a willingness to fight always overruled a need to fight?
Cyborgs only fought because they were programmed to do so. There was no
thought for them into why it was important to save the planet, to save the last
few humans on earth. Hell, Adam didn't even know if these things would
eventually break down and turn on the humans as so many people had predicted.
Just because they hadn't in the last few years didn't mean that their time wasn't
coming.
"Cyborgs aren't always the best answer. You can't gauge their loyalty,
ma'am." Adam felt the muscles in his neck get tighter and tighter.
"I would suggest that you enroll yourself in the Federation's cyborg
awareness and capabilities course to know that your theory is not one-hundred
percent, Lieutenant. You'll find that cyborgs have a lot to offer, including insight
into our enemies."
That worried Adam, too. Maybe the cyborgs had such great insight because
they were working for the enemy. A few weak human soldiers traded in their
loyalty for monetary gain or promises of power. A cyborg may do the same thing
for less. Maybe with a faulty chip or promises of full humanity, one would
betray the Federation. Adam didn't want to be there to find that rogue cyborg
during his military career…although being able to say "I told you so" would be a
great thing.
"Anything else, Lieutenant?" With her dark skin, the High Commander
looked more menacing in recent years than before.
"No, ma'am."
"Then I'll end this transmission, and I wish you both—"
"I have a request, ma'am," Goren said, finally making his presence known.
"You know we will inform your family of your condition, and ship your
remains to wherever you request."
"I know that, ma'am. And I thank the government for doing so much for me
and my family despite my error in judgment."
Adam's gut wrenched to hear Goren admit he made a mistake. If being a hero
was a mistake, Adam had been messing up his entire military career.
"Your unfortunate misstep will not be a stain on your military career. We will
take care of that as well."
The cold delivery of a statement like that made Adam think that maybe the
High Commander could be a cyborg herself. He'd never seen her in person,
always on that damn screen. Then again, if she were a cyborg and standing
directly in front of him, he wouldn't have been able to tell the difference.
Cyborgs were half-human. Adam just didn't like the half that had to fight along
side him…like Eve.
Being paired with a cyborg to command over Adam's platoon was not the
highlight of Adam's twenty-year career. To the High Commander, he had
respectfully declined the assistance with the troops. To the other officers, he
cursed his fate along with anything related to cyborgs.
When he found out that his troops would be infused with cyborg soldiers, he
felt the best place for Eve would be over those soldiers. The assignment was
perfect for her and would keep her out of his hair.
For a cyborg, Eve didn't fit the typical mold of a half-human, half-robot.
Adam expected something more basic, perhaps something with a shaved head, a
