《The Return of Mr. Nobody》Chapter 5 Beauty Sleep
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Chapter 5 (Beauty Sleep)
So I had a reader recommended that I change the picture on my cover. I would love to know what some general ideas for what it should be. If you have any thoughts on the subject let me know. The picture up there was meant to be temporary and I have lots of pictures that I have taken. I might randomly throw up a few or see if I can put some at the end of the chapter for you all to see and tell me which might fit a bit better.
Have fun with the chapter and don’t be shy to tell me what you think and what I can improve.
Thanks,
Znomad
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--------Marh Capital----------------------
A dark figure seemed to emerge from the shadows. A dark cloak covered the obviously female figure. As she seemed to strut down the street her figure perfectly accented by the few flickering candles and torches interspersed on the hallway. Two guards stood in front of an entrance as the seductive lady approached the door. Neither guard showed any attention to the lady or seemed to show her acknowledgment in any form. The dark lady pushed the door open and entered a room that was filled with implements of death. A large metal wedge was in the corner and countless spools of rope and various whips adorned the wall. Another wall had various tools and implements from pliers and wedges to planes and sharp skinning knifes. Dark stains covered the floor and various wooden tables with iron manacles sat empty. The flickering and pale light cast by the torches caused an almost ethereal feeling. One could easily mistake this for a forgotten room cast from a portion of hell itself. Only the lack of screams and sounds of agony seemed to be missing from this place.
The women seemed far too elegant for such a horrible place. As she arrived in the center of the room she removed her cloak in a smooth and sexual manner that would put some of the more experienced madams in the red district to shame and make them take notes. The lady had a pale porcelain face with beautiful purple eyes that seemed to almost glow dimly with an inner light. Just a hint of red covered her cheeks and nose and slightly pouty look on her beautiful mouth finished off her gorgeous face. Her full jet black hair reached down to almost her waist. A red dress hugged her body revealing just enough to want more yet leaving enough to the imagination that you could not really see everything. Her gown went down to her ankles however large slits on the sides revealed perfectly sculpted calves and tantalizingly stopped right as they reached her thighs. The dipping neckline accentuated a large bust without allowing any glimpses at their full glory. To finish everything off she wore a pair of perfectly matching shoes.
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A scraping sound of a door opening and the annoying singing of rusty hinges foreshadowed the entrance of a short bookish man. As he entered the room it seemed as if his hawkish nose preceded the rest of him. He pulled a cart that had a strapped down man who was obviously unconscious into the foreboding room. When he glanced up to see the lady standing in the middle of the room a sinister smile started to form across his face.
Nemi POV
“Yes I’m alive.” I choked out as I clawed my way out of a thick cocoon of gelatin and slime that covered me completely. Coughing out some form of phlegm like substance in my throat I gasped for air. “Sweet creators I live.” I said with an expression of relief crossing my face. I crawled to the center of the pod as a set of humanoid drones in hazmat colors and symbols collected all of the gelatinous material and carefully packaged it into sealed containers that would soon be fully incinerated outside.
I sat on the floor contemplating what just happened. A quick thought caused some of the medical drones to surround me and a holographic display to appear in front of my eyes. With just a thought a quick medical breakdown of my body happened on the screen. I saw that a few things had changed in my body. The largest change was that some form of ethereal and incorporeal veins had intertwined with my actual blood vessels. I also realized that the equipment could not recognize what it was or even if it was really there. Each of these veins seemed to be a slightly different color one was a dark purple color and the other a dark blue. Both of these led back to one of my hearts that seemed to have some weird form of what I could only suppose was a pocket dimension of this substance. As I continued to look into the display of body I found one more of these pocket dimension things in between my two hearts. It was connected to both and now that I knew that it was there I saw smaller and much more intricate threads branching out of it and into every portion of my body. It even seemed to cover my bones in ultra fine webbing and lace of the stuff. The pool of whatever was in the center seemed to be an almost translucent white color to my eyes. It had become a part of me in such a fine way it almost seem to be purposely rivaling the countless nanites also interspersed throughout my body.
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“Hmm well at least it doesn't seem to be parasitic just a part of me now” I said well reaching up and putting a hand on my face in a classic thinker pose. I suddenly froze with shocked expression covering my face in a undoubtably comedic look. Again touching my face I suddenly started laughing. “I have a beard. No way!” I exclaimed.
As a purpose built super soldier there were various things that we had been designed to not want, have, or even think about. One of those things was facial hair. I had one of the drones create a simulated mirror and looked at myself for the first time since the transformation. I could not stop looking and admiring my full dark red beard.
“Colonel what is the command for Major Asena and Lieutenant Sy medical condition sir?” A medical drone asked.
Ah what was I doing my faithful subordinates are in stasis with this condition and here I am sitting and looking at myself what sort of idiot am I.
“I want both the major and the lieutenant to be kept unconscious at all times during the for the following procedures.” I replied to the drone with a contemplative expression on my face as I rubbed my beard. “I want both the major and the lieutenant to be surrounded by emergency recuperative gel at all times with full and extra energy supplement available to them at all times. In fixed and short intervals under full observation both of them should be removed from stasis containment and then be put back into stasis. The interval will be one sec intervals until further examination of the facts and changes to major and lieutenant are made apparent.” I commanded the drone. With altricity I watched the drone go off to do my bidding.
“Defense drone commander.” I said as I turned to a nearly invisible drone in the background of the pod. Its active cammo made it hard to see by normal eye sight even while on the move and made it impossible to locate by the eye alone while it sat still. “I want this island fully autonomous with a active Alamo command code issued to all units.” I commanded with almost no waiver in my voice.
“As per command protocol I must recommend against this command and ask for clarification that this is command code Alamo being issued?” The command drone asked with a monotone voice.
“Command code Alamo is issued and clarification has been noted.” I said with a slightly ecited expression covering my face “The code is ewghsudzfipmziyhxewyuqlkkbpgbazuegbbewpmwgfgmepfuwgrpwyiiphapghyhxuwgrpdlhbzzsyhxewpalqgbuzewpsyhxizaagfwyungmsogfiuwgrpdlhdyhiyhxazfpueldd.” I gave out repeating the code I had created and memorized countless years ago with the help of a mad creator and Asena. The drone asked for confirmation of the code one more time before I repeated the code to him once more.
“Command code Alamo initiated.” The drone said before quickly leaving the pod.
“Ah” I said and sighed. With the initiation of the Alamo protocol I had just made the decision that this planet was going to be our home from this time onwards. I felt a strange feeling of contentment and happiness. A smile covered my face without me even realizing what was happening.
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So here is another chapter for you all. By the way the code is actually a cryptogram. :) So for any of the more adventurous of you feel free to try and decrypt it. I have been having fun with the story however finding the time to write can be a little challenging at times. I am also considering changing my cover picture however I don’t really want to copy a random picture from online but have one that I did myself. So anyway that complicates things…. I will keep it on the back burner for now.
Thanks,
Znomad
P.S. For all of you that want a hint. Here are a few, l=b, z=k, w=o.
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