Solaria - S1

by Fran Heckrotte

  "No."

  "Perhaps you have a malfunction? To achieve optimum efficiency, diagnostic tests must be run at regular intervals."

  It was a valid observation and recommendation.

  "I'll do one when I'm at rest. Do you rest?"

  "Yes, it replenishes my energy."

  "Good. I'll show you to your room."

  Leading her to the spare bedroom, Solaria pointed toward the guest bathroom.

  "If you like showers, you can use that bathroom. I have one in my room. The kitchen is down the hall. There's nourishment in the refrigerator and the cabinets."

  Without saying anything else, Solaria left Betta alone, knowing further conversation was unnecessary. Making her way to her own room, she lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. For some reason, her body felt extremely tired. Powering down all of her processors except those essential to maintaining life functions, she lapsed into unconsciousness.

  CHAPTER 32

  SURROUNDED BY swirling clouds, she struggled blindly forward, searching for something recognizable. Occasionally her foot would strike an object lying in her path. At first, curious, she picked one up, examined it and then quickly tossed it aside. She had no use for a human leg. The second item was a hand, only this time it was metal from a robot.

  Body parts! I don't need body parts, she thought and then realized it wasn't a rational reaction... or was it? Where am I? Yes, that's more rational. I must be having a malfunction.

  Solaria tried to isolate her processors but couldn't find their alpha-numeric locations. Frustrated, she kicked at the next object she stumbled over.

  "Is that any way to treat your brain?" a voice asked.

  "Who are you?" Solaria demanded, reaching down to retrieve the object. In her hand was a head, its teal eyes staring at her unblinkingly.

  "I'm you, silly. Who else would I be?"

  Reaching up to feel for her own head, she was relieved to feel it solidly attached to her neck.

  "Don't be ridiculous! My head is where it's supposed to be."

  "That head? That's not you. That's something they gave you. I'm your real head. Surely you recognize me."

  "They? They who?"

  "There, you see? What kind of Hubot talks like that? Get rid of that imposter head and put me where I belong."

  Before she could answer, a voice called to her from the distance.

  "Solaria! Can you hear me?"

  "Jain? What are you doing here?"

  "She's come for your head!" the head in her hand screamed.

  "Solaria! Wake up!"

  Jain's voice sounded desperate.

  "If you go to her, she will have your head," warned the head.

  "I thought you said you were my head."

  "I am your head."

  "You're not making any sense."

  Tossing the head aside, she heard a loud UMMMPHH as she walked toward Jain's voice.

  "That must have hurt," she mumbled. "I'm coming, Jai..." she yelled.

  Opening her eyes slowly, Solaria could barely make out the figure bending over her. The remnants of the dream still haunted her.

  "Jain?" she whispered, her voice sounding strangely hoarse to her own ears.

  Someone was supporting her shoulders and holding her in a semi-sitting position.

  "Solaria, try to drink some of this," Jain offered, holding a glass of water to her lips. "You've been sick."

  "Sick?"

  "Yes, I think you may have the flu or something. Even you aren't immune to human viruses. Now swallow."

  Doing as she was told, she felt the cool liquid sliding soothingly down her throat although swallowing was difficult. The physical pain was interfering with her ability to concentrate. In fact, her entire body felt as if it were drained of energy leaving her weak and exhausted. As she was lowered back onto her bed, she felt her systems shutting down again and was no longer aware of her existence.

  "Is she okay?" Jain asked Betta worriedly.

  "Her processors can't handle all the data her body is trying to send them. She is being overwhelmed. Shutting down is the only way her system is able to protect itself against a burnout."

  "How long will she be unconscious?"

  "I don't know. If there's no damage, she should power up once her cells release enough interferon for them to produce the necessary proteins..."

  "If there's no damage?" Jain asked, interrupting Betta's scientific explanation. "I thought you said her system shut down to protect her from that."

  "There's always the possibility that something has been damaged. We won't know until she..."

  "I know... powers up."

  Betta gave her a strange look but didn't say anything.

  "I'm sorry, Betta. It was rude of me to cut you off like that. How are you feeling? If she caught a bug, you're probably susceptible too."

  "I'm functioning at full capacity but I am running a diagnostic on my bio-system to see if I can locate the virus. At this time there is no indication of any assault on my immune system."

  "Good. If you start to feel strange, let me know immediately. I know a few home recipes that will help minimize the affects of the flu."

  When Betta didn't respond, Jain gave her a stern look.

  "Don't think you're some superwoman, Betta. Solaria is just like you and look at her. If you don't want to end up that way, you'll do like I say."

  Betta reluctantly acquiesced.

  "Wise choice. Now, go lie down. Even if you're at one hundred percent, which I'm sure you're not, your body needs rest. I'll look after Solaria and call you if I need help."

  Betta looked down at the unconscious Hubot and then left without saying a word.

  * * *

  Jain spent two days taking care of Solaria. Even though she couldn't awaken her to take fluids or sustenance, she was able to keep her cool with sponge baths and change the sheets on a regular basis, with Betta's help. Fortunately, Betta's system didn't appear susceptible to the virus that was ravaging Solaria's system. With no signs of improvement, Jain considered calling a doctor but was reluctant to bring in anyone not knowing who could be trusted. It didn't help knowing Betta had threatened her with bodily harm if another human went near Solaria.

  "She'll activate her processors when the virus is gone."

  "And just how is she going to do that if her processors are shut down?"

  "At least one of them has to be functioning in order to keep her biological system working. If all of them were disabled, a doctor would be useless anyway so it makes no sense to bring one in now."

  "You mean she'd be brain dead."

  "Yes, she would be the equivalent of brain dead."

  Jain felt her stomach churn uneasily and a faint sense of nausea. The thought of Solaria dying was unthinkable.

  "I hope you're right," she whispered, her eyes filling with tears.

  "Why do you cry?"

  "I don't want her to die."

  "We are only talking possibilities. I don't understand why you are getting emotional over an event that may not occur."

  "It's hard to explain, but you're right. Crying isn't going to solve anything. Please get me more water. It's critical we keep her temperature down. If she'd just wake up so I can get some broth down her, it would help a lot."

  "Would you like me to insert a tube in her abdomen so you can inject the fluid directly into her stomach?"

  "Good grief no!" Jain exclaimed, appalled at the thought. "Just get the water for now."

  Betta left without comment, although Jain swore she heard her grumbling.

  Exhausted, Jain dozed uncomfortably in a chair next to Solaria's bed. Betta stood next to the door as if guarding the room from an unknown assailant. She was the first to notice the slight flickering of the eyelids of the unconscious woman. Walking to the bed, she waited patiently for Solaria to awaken. Within seconds teal eyes stared unblinkingly into her own brown eyes.

  "You are functional?" Betta asked, her voice low so as not to disturb the sleeping human.


  "Yes," Solaria replied, her voice husky. Her throat felt dry and achy. "How long have I been incapacitated?"

  "Three days, seven hours, thirty three minutes and seven seconds."

  "That long?"

  "Yes. Have you run the diagnostics on your system? Are you operating at full capacity?"

  "Yes, I have and no I'm not. My body feels extremely weak."

  "You need broth," Betta replied, remembering Jain's words. "I will get it for you."

  Within minutes she returned with a bowl of steaming chicken noodle soup.

  "Jain has been saving this for you. It will restore your energy."

  Taking the soup, Solaria drank it directly from the bowl and then handed it back to Betta.

  "Thank you. How long has Jain been here?"

  "Three days, two hours, six minutes and five seconds."

  "I wasn't expecting her since she's under surveillance. She wouldn't just show up."

  "I contacted her when you malfunctioned. She would know how to cure your human body. I made sure she wasn't followed."

  "Don't talk about me while I'm sleeping," Jain grumbled, opening her eyes tiredly. "It's about time you woke up. I was worried to death about you."

  "Didn't Betta explain what had happened?"

  "Oh yeah! She said you might be brain dead."

  "I never said that. You said she was brain dead."

  "Well, you said she might be the equivalent of brain dead. It's the same thing," Jain argued.

  "I don't think you're going to win this one, Betta," Solaria interjected, tiredly.

  "She can always dream." Jain piped in, giving the Hubot an evil grin.

  Betta stared at Jain for a few seconds and then turned her back on her to address Solaria.

  "I agree. Humans can be very illogical, especially this one. I'm going to my room now."

  Jain gave Solaria a surprised look.

  "Did I say something to upset her?"

  Solaria smiled.

  "I think she's frustrated. Apparently, you two have been having differences of opinions."

  "Yeah... and if she weren't so damn intimidating, I'd have given her a piece of my mind."

  "Knowing you, you probably did anyway. Betta said she contacted you when I became sick. How did you get here without being followed?"

  "Betta took care of it. She told me what to do and I did it, although she could use a good course in phone etiquette. Apparently, she set up a false sighting of you near their home office. They called in everyone to check it out."

  "She may have compromised her position by doing that."

  "Knowing Betta, she didn't. That woman is as sharp as a tack. I'm sure she covered all of her bases. She even has them believing she allowed you to escape so she could find the accomplices who helped you out in the beginning. Apparently they're eager to find who was involved and are extremely anxious to recover several billion dollars in missing funds. You wouldn't know anything about that, I suppose?"

  "As a matter of fact, I do. By the way, I need to transfer funds to your account for your expenses."

  "Not yet. I'm being watched too closely. Speaking of which, since you're feeling better, I need to head home. Tilly's been covering for me the last few days. At the moment, I'm bedridden with gastroenteritis."

  "How are you going to get in without being noticed?"

  Jain gave her an evil grin.

  "Walk of course. Tilly thinks you and I are having a fling. I told her you had a jealous ex who was causing problems so she's all excited about my little escapade."

  "And how does that get you back into your apartment?"

  "Well, she and a few of her friends are going to create a minor disturbance outside the condo just in case the ex is waiting for you. Guys can't resist watching girl fights. I'll just slip by when things get a little crazy. Trust me, knowing Tilly, all eyes will be on them. She's an exhibitionist at heart."

  "This is the same Tilly who wants to have sex with me?"

  "Yep, which is one reason why I suggested you take a pass. She's a wild one."

  "I think I'll take your suggestion."

  Gathering her things, Jain headed for the door.

  "You call me if you need anything. I don't care who's watching."

  Solaria nodded.

  "Thanks, Jain. I don't know how to repay you for everything you've done."

  "We're friends. That's what friends do. Now get some rest."

  After Jain left, Solaria closed her eyes and started a systems check. With the exception of muscle weakness and feeling drained, she was fully functional. Now was a good time to shut down her processors partially so her depleted neurons could recharge; and perhaps, just perhaps she would dream again. It was a fascinating experience.

  Back in her condo, Jain collapsed on the couch and immediately fell asleep. Slipping passed the small crowd that had gathered outside the complex was easy. Everyone was so engrossed in watching the two women screaming at each other and wrestling on the sidewalk while tearing each others clothes half off. No one noticed her. She'd have to send Tilly a good bottle of wine as a thank you.

  CHAPTER 33

  "I DON'T GIVE A fuck what you have to do!" Stalling yelled, slamming his fist on his desk. "We've lost at least one Hubot, possibly two and no one seems to have a clue where they might be."

  "We've been in communication with Beta One since the Sheik's daughter returned home, Mr. Stalling. I told you the two had managed to contact her father after leaving the hotel. With our operatives onsite, we thought it better to bring her back here to assist in the recapture of the other Hubot. She has assured us she knows exactly where it is."

  "And I'm supposed to believe a machine?"

  "As a matter of fact, yes. Machines are incapable of lying. Once she finds out who else is involved in the security breach, she'll let us know and we can eliminate them and any future problems."

  "You'd better be right, Finton. Right now it's your head on the line if those Hubots aren't recovered soon, and I'll be damned if I'm going to have my plans ruined. You get that thing on the phone or... or however you control it... and... and..." Stalling stuttered not knowing what he wanted. Sweat ran in rivulets down the CEO's cheeks. Finton was surprised at his boss's unusual display of nervousness.

  "Ummm, we don't really have a way of contacting her. There's been some type of malfunction in her receiver but I'm sur..."

  If a man ever looked like he was about to have a stroke, it was Stalling. Jaws clenched, his face turned dark red as he glared at his chief security officer. Finton could hear teeth grinding and flinched slightly.

  Bastard! he thought. I hope you have a fuckin stroke! Your followers should see you now, you fuckin asshole!

  "Malfunction! A billion dollar piece of machinery malfunctioned? This is what I'm supposed to tell the Board? I've managed to delay the meeting these last few weeks because you assured me you'd have this resolved," Stalling hissed, particles of saliva exploding from his mouth. Pulling out a handkerchief, he wiped his lips and then his forehead.

  Taking a step back, Finton wanted to wipe his cheek but knew better.

  "It's just a small glitch, sir. The techs insist they'll have it corrected just as soon as Beta One returns."

  "And just when is that supposed to happen if you can't even communicate with it?"

  "I expect to get an update from her in about six hours. She's very punctual."

  "Good, you tell it... her to report back here immediately."

  "I'm... I think maybe I didn't make myself clear, sir. Beta One can talk to us but we can't talk to her. It's her receiver that's down. She just updates us on what's happening."

  Apoplectic! That was the only word that fit Stalling at this moment. Although outwardly respectful, Finton was enjoying the way his boss, the self-proclaimed messiah of the new world order, was disintegrating in front of him.

  First opportunity I get, I'm out of here, he swore.

  "You get her back here or you're fired!" Stalling scre
amed. "You hear me? I'll have your ass and everyone else's if she's not here by tomorrow morning. I want every available person on our payroll looking for her... for them. Now get the hell out of here!"

  Finton was more than happy to leave. Stalling's loss of control had just confirmed his suspicions. The man was on the verge of losing it and the head of security wasn't going to stick around when it happened. Now, he had his own plans to make and they didn't include self-destructing with Stalling.