Alex Foster chapter 21

We slept with the "outcasts", under stars and fumes. Nika came to sleep next to me and wrapped his left hand around me. One would expect that by now I would have already gotten used to it, but being near him still made me nervous. It made me anxious and afraid, but in some weird way also soothed me.

I was just about to fall asleep when I felt Nika`s hand sliding down on my stomach and touching bare skin just above the pants' waistline. It felt like an electric shock, I couldn`t move even though a voice in my head screamed and told me to run away. Then my body betrayed me. My lower abdomen and crotch started burning. When I realized what was happening, I got a panic attack, I trembled and tears blurred my vision. Memories flashed in my mind and made me want to throw up. Probably concerned of my reaction, Nika moved his hand to my shoulder. That freed my body from fear paralysis and I ran stumbling away from Nika.

When I had calmed down a bit, I started to feel guilty. I was the one who had hurt Nika, he would have had the right to feel like this, not me. Nika walked over to me hesitantly and said softly: "I apologize Jan, I should have understood that it was even more traumatic to you."

I grabbed his hand and said firmly: "I don`t want you to feel guilty, what happened wasn`t your fault. I was the one who made a horrible deed, I hurt you." When I noticed the situation`s intimacy, I let go of Nika`s hand and looked away, feeling self-conscious. "Come, lets go to sleep." 

Alex Foster chapter 20

As we drove, on the roadside alternated vast corn fields and dry, barren desert, in the middle of which stood factories, drilling sites and nuclear power plants. Eventually we arrived at the trailer village. The villagers watched us from a distance, wary, until finally one of the men came to talk to us. "What are you here for?" he asked, sounding suspicious and harsh. At first I thought he was old, as he was stooping and tired-looking, but looking more closely I saw that his skin was not wrinkled - he could not be older than forty yet.




When I told I had helped Arya and therefore fled the police, the villagers welcomed us. They were still watching us warily, but invited us to eat around the campfire. Arya cut off the silence with a laugh: "I came with you here in the middle of the desert, but I know hardly anything about you. Could you tell me your secret? " We were glancing at each other, until finally I started. "Well, I was homeschooled for eight years. And I`m also a trans man." I was a little bit nervous to say the last sentence, Echelon and Frank were the only ones who knew it. Everyone, however, viewed it casually; as Arya said, "It does not matter what you have in your pants, but what you have in your heart. And you're the bravest person I know. "

"I am a former professional video game player, but I stopped competing a couple of years ago when I got tired of being a celebrity. I`m also genderfluid and I have dyspraxia." Frank said, smiling shyly. “Dyspraxia? What it means?” Arya asked. "It`s a neurological disorder that affects cross and fine motor coordination, and sometimes also speech. Daniel Radcliffe has it too." Frank explained.




Echelon told that she worked as a teacher in Unschooling Center, which was far from an ordinary teaching job. “Well, my secret you already know”, Janus said tensely. “Jan..You don`t have to talk about it if you don`t want, they will surely understand.”


“I don`t want to be afraid that they will find out about it and turn their backs to me. Besides, these incidents have made me who I am, how anyone could ever truly know me unless I talk about it?” After the story was over, a long silence fell; no one could find the right words, even though we were empathetic. It was cut off when Nika said, looking straight into our eyes: “And my secret is that I love him, as more than a brother, despite what he has done.”

Alex Foster chapter 19

Xavier turned and looked at Janus: “Don`t you know? Next week they will pass a law that makes it mandatory for everyone in UCSA to have RFID tag under their skin. You can`t stay there or you will get caught. Janus and Nika, you can stay if you want. Me and other Harlequins are gonna start jamming the system, swapping the codes in RFID tags. Then everyone will appear guilty and the chaos will force them to back up. But you can`t risk being arrested. Do you have a plan where to go?”

“At first to Unschooling Center where I´m working, and then to Wasteland. We don`t know what to do then.” Echelon answered. Janus continued: “And we will go with them. I know it`s not a safe place for Nika, but we need a new start and they need us.” 

The Unschoolin Centre was a huge complex built from cargo containers. The children were taught not only regular school subjects, but also programming, electronics and noetic sciences.  The most important thing, however, was that there was taught independent thinking and learning, collaboration, problem solving and empathy. It was the perfect place to train New Children: children (both Angels and ordinary humans) who were the next step in human evolution. Angels literally, but all children had more compassion, a strong intuition, anxiety from broken systems and a need to create better ones. 

 

I loved the children and hoped I could stay and learn with them, but we had to keep going. At least I knew this world would be in good hands someday. We took Unschooling bus and drived to Wasteland. It was owned by Monsanto, fracking and nuclear power companies. The whole area was almost unlivable:  polluted with radiation and chemicals, full of litter and suffered from drough. The people who lived here, had either refused to join United Corporate States of America, or had been exiled. They were hungry and hard people, suffering from different kinds of illnesses. They didn´t trust outsiders, but they helped those who had the common enemy: the United Corporate States of America.

Forgotten Children Epilogue

5 years later

Alex and Luca where sitting under each others arms on the stairs of their house, in a former Angel City, when Liam crept behind them and threw a water-filled balloon at them. Luca jumped up, shouting  "Damn brat!", and started to chase Liam, laughing. "I`m not a kid, I turned 18 a month ago!", Liam protested and made everyone laugh. "Oh, little one, adulthood doesn`t depend on age but maturity", Nick answered. "But don`t worry, I`m totally a kid too." And as to prove it, he grabbed Liam from his waist and lifted the flailing boy on his shoulder.

"Alright kids, let`s calm down. Time to go to work.", Bill said jokingly with his "teacher`s voice".
Bill, Liam and Nick (who was studying psychology) walked through the city towards the school. There no longer lived as many Angels in the city as before, they had found work and set up their families around the country. However, the city had not died, as it had became the world's first money-free city. Also, all consensual relationships where accepted in the city, including polyamory and consanguinamory (consensual incest). The people in relationships also receive support and protection, they are even defended in court if necessary. This has attracted residents to the city, as well as the education of children according to Unschooling philosophy. Many are opposed to government schools` indoctrination and lying, but not everyone has the opportunity to teach their children themselves.

Tom headed to the construction site in the other side of the town, and Luca and Alex, who worked at home (Luca as an artist/author and Alex as a journalist), were left to sit on the sunny porch together.
They were happily unaware of the oil running out, the State`s excessive debt and the collapse of dollar, catastrophes which were looming in the future and would lead to a new nightmare.

Forgotten Children 22. chapter

I stood with a gun in my hand, ready to shoot, when I saw a 13 year old boy among the protesters and was shattered. Even though he had a scar in his cheek, from corner of his mouth to his ear, I recognized he was my cousin who had been taken 3 years earlier. But wasn`t he supposed to be in some institute, where people tried to cure him and where he worked for the society? Why he had a scar? What had happened to him? Slowly I started to understand, like fog had withdrawn from my mind.

The truth, which I had always known but refused to see, hit me straight in the face. I dropped my gun and buried my face into my hands, weeping. The other soldiers seemed to understand the same thing, and soon almost all of them had dropped their weapons. Battle, fear and torture was finally over. But what would happen next?

In the following days Angel Friends Society sent interviews of Angels on TV, and in a few days, almost all Americans were on their side. A week later, the authorities finally gave up, resigned and the Angels were freed. Mr. Shadows held a speech in Washington, which was also shown live on TV:

"Last week, we opened our eyes and saw the cruel world, a world where children are sold and kept as slaves. But I know that we will be able to work better. It's time for a new society. Society, which is based on cooperation and democracy, not regulations and control. For society without winners and losers, society where people take care of and respect each other. Never again will any person be regarded as a slave or treated as inferior. Never again will anyone be used as a tool for obtaining money or power. Never again will we close our eyes from the suffering of others, or let fear and hatred blind us. "

Alex Foster chapter 18

The club was crazy. There was half naked, pierced and weirdly dressed people dancing on some song by Blood on the Dance Floor (I regonised it because Frank had used to listen them) and making out with anyone like it was the last day of their life. When I saw their glowing eyes, I realised it might well be.

They had all used some kind of party drug that stopped them from feeling tiredness, hunger or pain, and instead gave them insatiable sexual desire and euphoria. Sometimes they didn`t work and gave unpredicable emotions and aggression, that`s why they were called freakers. Suddenly young man with unnaturally blue eyes came towards us and said grinning: “Wow, you look shiny, Jan! I never thought you were into dress up games!” Janus rolled his eyes, “Shut down your screamer, Xavier. Pigs are after us, we need you and other Harlequins. Can you hide us?”

I raised my hands: “Hey, wait a minute. Who he is? I`m not going to trust a guy I don`t know.” Janus looked away, clearly embarrassed, and started: “He is Xavier, he gave me his sedatives for sex. He was much nicer than other dealers and let me sleep in his apartment, so slowly we get to know each other. I told him my life story and he told me how his parents had sended him to boarding school. He is bisexual and bi-polar, so of course he was bullied, and when he was 15 he had jumped off the rooftop, trying to kill himself.”

“I almost died for cement poisoning. I ended up in coma, brain damaged and most of my bones broken. I was in coma for three months, and during that time they gave me brain implant. It stimulated the repair of brain tissue, and allowed me to control my artificial limbs after I woke up, but as a programmer and hacker I soon figured out other ways to use it. I had lost part of my memory, and of course couldn`t study last two years again, so they simply connected it to computer and downloaded everything to my brain. “,Xavier told.

“When I get out of hospital year later, I started to develop better operation system and internet browser for the implant. With it, I can surf in Internet, make a phone call or send a text message using only my brain. I am also able to “talk” with anyone who has implant silently, inside our minds. Best part is that no one can manipulate you or send messages directly to your brain. The messages go to implant, and you can choose if you want to watch it. I`m currently trying to make an implant that would use quantum entanglement istead of radio waves. It would be impossible to hack it, and you couldn`t pretend to be someone else, even if you knew their private key.”

I stared at him amazed, and I could see that Frank practicaly worshipped him too. Janus wasn`t as pleased, though. “Okay, you can continue your science lesson some other time. We need some safe place to hide from cops, and I would rather have it today.”

Xavier

Alex Foster chapter 17

”Okay, we will go to Combat Zones,but what we are gonna do with A`rya? She can`t go outside with those wings and scorpion spike, we would get caugh immedistely.” Echelon remembered us. I thought about it for a moment and got an idea. ”Hey, are our roleplaying costumes still somewhere? We have to wear cargo jeans, hiking boots, leather jackets and shooting gloves anyway, in case we need to go to Wasteland. Let`s take some knives and bows with us, maybe masks too, and pretend we are going to roleplaying.”

Others agreed, so we changed clothes, packed survival equipment, and took old noisy train to Combat Zones. Before Oil War it was known as New Jersey, but now it was hard to regocnise anymore, the whole state had gone Camden.

The state had had high unemployment rate and lot of debt, and when oil and food prices had skyrocketed and corporations went bankrupt or left the city, the whole state, along with many others, had crashed. USA had tried to save it`s citizens, and went on all-against-all war with China, Russia, and many African and Middle Eastern countries, but though it won some countries it didn`t change anything. Finally in 2046, five years after oil had run out, USA was unable to pay it`s debt or feed it`s citizens. It went bankrupt and sold California and Mid West to multinational corporations, the rest states, with less natural resources but more people, went to China.

Combat Zones was the Edge, border between United America and Wastelands. This was poor, crime ridden area, known by gang violence and low police activity. Only small, unmanned planes and even smaller flying cameras, known as “flies”, watched the area. As we walked to night club called Dancing Devil, I sighed. I had never thought this would be the safest place for me to be.

Forgotten children 21. chapter

I looked at the soldiers standing in front of me, but even though they were much better armed than us, I wasn`t afraid. I had nothing to lose, I was ready to die for freedom and better society. For a long time I hadn`t been pure and innocent like Angels usually were.

Seven years ago I had noticed feathers in my back and told my parents, thinking they would help and protect me, but instead they got frightened and took me to the police. My parents had always been ideal citizens: they worked hard with low wage, believed everything they saw on the news, and never questioned anything, not even entertainment or consumerism. Now afterwards my parent`s reaction felt obvious, goverment`s propaganda had blurred their understanding about right and wrong, and they thought they were doing the right thing, though it sounds unbelievable.

I was forced to go to training where they broke our will. We could be for days without food or sleep, and we were beaten and humiliated constantly. That hell lasted for three months, and I thought that nothing could be worse, but I was wrong. After the training I was sold to a local politician who abused me.

When he first time left me lying on the basement floor, crying and bleeding, something broke inside me.  Other people had abandoned and forgotten me for long time ago, but now even I lost myself. After that day I was empty, I just stared in front of me without being able to talk. I didn`t feel anything they did to me, it was like I was lost inside my head.

I wouldn`t have survived for long if other boy, around 14 years old, hadn`t feeded and taken care of me. Finally, probably three months later, we were saved and taken to the Angel City where I had slowly recovered over the years. Still, I would always be broken and could never forget what they have done to me. Now was my time to take revenge.

Alex Foster chapter 7

I was flying with swoop board when I heard security guards running and shooting.I tried to think fast. We had to get in maintenance tunnels, but I didnt have the key and lock picking would take too long. Somehow I need to get rid of guards but they were only "monkeys", low level workers doing their job, they didnt deserve death.

Then I remembered how I had worried that security guards would shoot the gas tank and got an idea. "Hop off!", I shouted to A'rya. "Let's make a fuss!" I threw the swoop board towards guards, and while the board was still mid air, far from guards, I shooted the gas tank. Immediately the hydrogen in tank reacted with oxygen and there was huge explosion. I whistled, no wonder that swoop boards weren't sold to kids. They would fly too fast, crash into wall and explode.

 After the explosion had faded, I could see that the whole tunnel was on fire and heard security guards cursing, but no one sounded to get hurt. We run to the door, I picked the lock (Luckily Frank had teached how to do it) and we get out in less than two minutes.

When we had finally walked to our apartment, we started to disscuss where we would go. Echelon wanted to go to Atlantis where our mother lived, but I couldnt just give up the fight and get away. Eventually we decided to go to Combat Zones. It was far away from downtown, there was really few polices and Janus said he had got friends from there when he had lived there.

I could see he was hiding something.Why he had been in Combat Zones? I remembered it two years ago he had suddenly get away and came back three months later in terrible shape. After that he got clean and joined Liberty Army, but something had changed in him and Nika. It seemed like there was tension between them, and I wanted to know why.

Forgotten children 20. chapter

After the battle was over, we divided into different cars and some left to take the wounded to Angel City. Me, Benjamin, Jeff and his siblings get into same bus with Alex and Lucas. I was suprised  to see them here, even though Lucas had been in the same class with me and Jeff for three years, I didn`t really know him. When Alex had been in our class, he and Lucas had spent all breaks together, and when he got sick, (or so everyone had thought), Lucas became depressed and isolated himself from others. Until I saw Alex today, I had had no idea that he is Angel.

We stayed the night at the California countryside, away from all towns, and waited for other rebels, until the next afternoon the last ones arrived. I was nervous the whole way to Los Angeles, this was much greater than yesterday's protest, and I didn`t thought that everything would go as easily in the future.

Los Angeles looked a lot worse than I had thought. Everywhere was floating smog, illegal immigrants slept on their blankets in graffiti decorated gateways, and car and house windows were broken. All in all, the city looked as if the protest had already taken place, and the walled residential areas in other side of the city were out of this world. 

Nothing happened for hours, and I started to feel bored. Mr. Shadows talked on radio about Federal Reserve Bank and people listened around campfires. It was weird sight, whole downtown of LA was full of busses and camping sites, like Slab City had moved here. When hours passed, it started to feel like the city was ours, like nothing could stop us, until the army attacted next morning.

Alex Foster chapter 6

I was sitting in the bed when Alex came inside. “What you are doing here?”, I asked. “I came to save you, but I`m not sure how to get you out. I really don`t want to shoot everybody.”,Alex said. “Do you have RFID tag like me?” I remembered that Alex`s colleague had put something in my neck and said they would always know where I am. “Yeah, in my neck. How you will get it out?”

Alex grinned: “I wont, but I can nuke it with microvawes. I`m sorry, this will hurt a lot, but It`s not dangerous.” and took plastic gun from his bag. He shooted my neck and I almost yelled from pain. It felt like my neck was on fire, but three seconds later it was over, and I didn`t have any burn or wound on my neck. “What the hell that was?!”, I hissed.

“I`m sorry, this is not meant to use on humans. This is advanced version from putting your schoolbooks in microvawe oven so you can ditch from school and go play ARG`s in streets, like we did in high school.” Alex said looking embrassed.

I sighed. “Okay, I forgive you, but lets get out of here. Don`say we have to run from here.”

“No we don`t, I have swoop board that Alex built, it`s twice as fast as regular swoop boards. Let`s just hope they don`t shoot the fuel tank or we will be in big trouble, or  should I say, in big explosion.”

Alex Foster chapter 5

Janus had given me the address of Morpheus, who was the admin of Hidden Wiki and also sold illegal weapons and fake ID`s. I didn`t really like him, I mean, I was thankful of his site, and what he wrote about the System was awesome, but I knew he sold guns to assassins who worked for politicians and many corporate owners used his laundry services.

Once I got microwave/laser gun from Morpheus, I started to pack for a getaway. I stuffed my self-built laptop, radiophone, voice changer and money in my backpack when someone knocked the door. “Hi, can me and my brother come with you guys? I really have to get Nika safe from our parents.”, Janus said from the door. Behind him stood skinny 11-year-old boy with light, slightly curly hair, hiding behind his back. In his eyes I saw sadness and pain, but also courage and warmness.

That didn`t suprise me, considering everything he has gone through, but what did was the patience and understanding I saw. That wasn`t too common even in adults, yet alone in a boy his age. Then I understood, he was Angel.

After the “Rebel of Angels” in 2030, Angels had got their civil rigts and no one was kept as slave anymore. Today it was almost impossible to tell who was Angel except from their personality, because of medicine that prevented their wings from growing.

“Of course you can, see you tomorrow here, okay?”

The next day at work I was really nervous. I was sure that my colleagues knew what I was going to do, and that any moment guards would come and arrest me. When it finally was 2pm, I was relieved and left my workplace. I walked down the underground corridors to the locked room where A`rya was kept. Getting into the room was easy, but how I would get her out?

Cyberpunk manifesto

We are those, the Different. Technological rats, swimming in the ocean of information.

We are the retiring, little kid at school, sitting at the last desk, in the corner of the class room.  We are the teenager everybody considers strange. We are the student hacking computer systems, exploring the depth of his reach. We are the grown-up in the park, sitting on a bench, laptop on his knees, programming the last virtual reality.

We are those that see reality in a different way. Our point of view shows more than ordinary people can see. They see only what is outside, but we see what is inside. That's what we are - realists with the glasses of dreamers.

We are those strange people, almost unknown to the neighborhood. People, indulged in their own thoughts, sitting day after day before the computer, ransacking the net for something. We do not have many friends, only a few with whom we go to parties. Everybody else we know we know on the net. Our real friends are there, on the other side of the line. We know them from our favorite IRC channel, from the News-Groups, from the systems we hang-around.

We are those who don't give a shit about what people think about us, we don't care what we look like or what people talk about us in our absence. The majority of us likes to live in hiding, being unknown to everybody except those few we must inevitably contact with. Others love publicity, they love fame. They are all known in the underground world. Their names are often heard there. But we are all united by one thing - we are Cyberpunks.

Society does not understand us, we are "weird" and "crazy" people in the eyes of the ordinary people who live far from information and free ideas. They deny us for we think like free people, and free thinking is forbidden.

Alex Foster chapter 4

Three days later, when we were playing and eating nachos, I got call from army lab. “What`s wrong? I still have four days off from work”, I asked. “I`m sorry Mr. Foster, but we have problems with hybrid. She is physically and mentally perfectly developed, but refuses to perform her tasks in simulation. Can you come and fix her?” Of course I had no other option than say yes, after all I was still just a student.

 

“Hi..”, I began to ask, until I realised that I didn`t know her name. “What`s your name?”

“I`m A`rya”, she said smirking, which looked pretty scary because of her long, snake-like teeth. “So A`rya, I heard you had problems with commanders. Why you didn`t perform your tasks in simulation?”

 

“Why I would kill man that hasn`t hurt anybody, just because they told me so? I don`t even know who they are, I certainly don`t think they are any better. They may have created me, but they don`t own me, and I don`t have any part in their war.” Then I understood, she was good person, and I didn`t want to turn her into murderer. But she was too intelligent and dangerous that they would let her go. I had to save her.

 

After I left work, I started to figure out what I would need to save her and run away. I already had swoop board, stun gas and hacking programme in USB stick that I could use to open electronic locks, but I needed money and some kind of gun. Money was easy, Frank had lot of BitCoins, so I only had to go to automat that changed BitCoins to cash. Then I went to see our friend Janus, who was Harlequin.

 

In Liberty Army,(that was main group of NTAO25), there was two kinds of members. Pathfinders like Frank, Echelon and I were developing better systems and informing others, while Harlequins were kind of like guards. They protected young members who didn`t yet understand the thruth about surveillance and System, and also activists in demonstrations.

Janus in Harlequin uniform

Alex Foster chapter 3

In high school I met Frank, clumsy and manic nerd, who soon became my best friend. He had had growth spurt in summer and was really awkward with his long arms and legs, but he was also best gamer in NTC and beat even many professional gamers. Maybe he could be world champion, had he not stopped competing only 3 years later, when he got tired of being a celebrity and got interested about game designing.

He still loved playing virtual games, though, and had teach a lot to Echelon and I. Last few moths we had played a game called Underground New York, where players were either members of gang or policies, fighting against each other, while trying to take the lead in own side. Best part of the game was that it wasn`t played only in game site, but around the web and in real life. Frank, Echelon and I were gang members, so in game we take part of street races, tuned up cars, shot policies and run away with swoop boards and motorbikes.

But that was only covert to Serious alternate reality game called Never Trust Anyone Over 25. In Never Trust Anyone Over 25, that was created by organisation called Sustainable, Anonymous and Free Economy (SAFE), players are fighting against abuses of authority, internet surveillance, and developing better systems, such as Project Schools, Resource Economy, Free Press... The players search and share information in Deep Web and Xnet, share music, books, games and programmes for free, and use hacktivism and jamming to defeat NSA.


We also had to look for information in Deep Web, use cheat codes and find clues in mysterious websites and streets, but because of Frank was very talented player and hacker, and we had many friends who helped us, we beat everyone.

 

 

Alex`s apartment in Underground eXperiment. I love that Matrix screensaver!

Alex Foster 2. chapter

Alex stared the hospital bed, where the “woman” was sleeping. It hardly could be called human: It had long, poisonous teeth coming out of her mouth, perfect bone structure and muscles, not to mention her wings and scorpion spike. Suddenly woman wake up, and Alex saw her cat-like eyes widened in horror. It screamed, unable to speak, and doctors rushed to calm her down. Eventually they managed to take her to instant learning chair, that would download everything into her brains, and turn her to dangerous weapon we intend to create.

My part was over, and they gave me week off from work, so Frank decided to skip the rest of the day and celebrate. We take high-speed train to downtown and buyed a pizza on the way to comic store where Frank sometimes worked. Why we went there, you wonder? Well, in the staff room, there was stairs to underground tunnels and our loft apartment was just under the comic store.

Frank had lived his whole live in Underground, because his parents wanted bigger apartment than they could have afforded above, and there was also much cleaner air and safer. He had spent most of his childhood reading comics and playing computer games. My sister Echelon and I had lived very different life.

We had moved around the USA and were homeschooled, and after I turned seven, (Echelon was nine at the time), we moved around the world with our mum who worked in sustainable development projects. We lived in Mexico, Brazil, Indonesia, India and even Afghanistan, and learnt things you can't learn in school, such as native languages, mythology, martial arts, parkour and kite fighting. By the time I was 15 and returned to USA, I had much more knowledge than average high school student.

Alex Foster

Alex is 22 year old, short and skinny guy with brown hair and dark green eyes. He studies genetics in university, is interested in politics, computers, writing and drawing. He keeps a free press blog, has friends in Underground eXperiment and runs his computer as relay of Deep Web, which has lead to problems with authorities.

He is friendly, hardworking and creative, but he has difficulty of trusting other people and focus what he should do (is often lost in his thoughts). He has lots of ideas and is not afraid of anything, but doesn`t know what he should believe or do.

Then, one sunny beautiful day came, and Alex was forced to make a decision that would not only change his live, but the whole world: Would he dare to become society`s villain in order to save it from nightmare?

 

 

 

Chapter one

 

Alex walked in campus with his friend Frank. Or Frank was flying with his swoop board, scaring other students, but he just laughed to their angry glares. Today he was manic, and there was nothing you could do to make him act like grown up. Alex was actually little jealous about his carefree mood.

 

He was worried about what was happening in army lab where he worked. They had managed to create hybrid animals with genes from at least ten different animals and artificials parts, and he was afraid that they would use the same technology to humans, creating some kind of super-soldiers.

 

Normally any student wouldn`t be allowed to work here, especially when he has friends in Underground eXperiment, but Alex was one of most promising students in university and the lab was only good place to learn about genetic modification and stem cells, so here he studied his two last years.

 

Frank studied game designing, so Alex waved to his red haired friend and agreed to meet him in library during lunch. Alex walked to laboratory, gate read his RFID chip and after he gave his fingerprint, it allowed him to go inside. The team had managed to grew functionable brains from stem cells few days ago, and today they would print a hybrid human with bioprinter and  join the brains in the body, hopefully managing to bring it alive.

 

New Tech Polis

After New York was destroyed in Oil War, the government build New Tech Polis, were lives 15 million people. All energy is produced with solar panels and fuel cells from water, or by burning wastes. Most work is done by robots or immigrants, only most intelligent and creative persons have jobs as scientist or factory manager, the rest spend their either watching TV or doing voluntary work.

The economy is based on resources instead of competition and debt, and everyone has as much energy and food they need, thanks to artificial meat and genetic modification. Everyone are not happy, though. The citizens are under surveillance all the time, there is no privacy or own space because there lives too many people.

That`s why some of people have moved outside the system, to self-sufficient cities like Atlantis, or Underground eXperiment, hacker-artist community under the city. There lives also many of Alex`s friends.

New Tech Polis

After New York was destroyed in Oil War, the government build New Tech Polis, were lives 15 million people. All energy is produced with solar panels and fuel cells from water, or by burning wastes. Most work is done by robots or immigrants, only most intelligent and creative persons have jobs as scientist or factory manager, the rest spend their either watching TV or doing voluntary work.

The economy is based on resources instead of competition and debt, and everyone has as much energy and food they need, thanks to artificial meat and genetic modification. Everyone are not happy, though. The citizens are under surveillance all the time, there is no privacy or own space because there lives too many people.

That`s why some of people have moved outside the system, to self-sufficient cities like Atlantis, or Underground eXperiment, hacker-artist community under the city. There lives also many of Alex`s friends.