Afterlife


Chapter 02



By: CJZ♂
email: lycanpureblood@hotmail.com

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Science Fiction/Fantasy

Lycan Bloodline



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I sat there stupified, stunned and speechless.

This had to be a practical joke, this couldn't be real...

Those fucking guys in the Precinct, must be rolling on the floor thinking that they had pulled off a perfect and flawless prank.

I work with a couple of demented buffoons and some of their pranks can be mean spirited, sadistic, even borderline cruel.

I looked towards the kid who was leaning against the wall and looking scared.  

He was probably some unemployed and starving actor who took this gig to pay the rent or eat.

"Hey kid, this was really funny and I gotta say that you've done a great job.  You're a good actor and you almost pulled it off, almost"

The kid's face looked serious and concerned.

He let out a heavy sigh...

"Mr.O'Connor, I'm afraid this is no joke.  You're obviously having a problem accepting your situation.  I think it it would be best, if you wait for our Senior Physician Dr.Himmler, to explain everything to you.  He is the best in our field and he can do a psychological test to see if there's..."

The kid took a step towards me and extended his right hand.

I pushed him away, as I tried to stand up.

"Fuck you!  I'm not crazy!"

The kid took a step back and again sighed.

"Please calm down Mr.O'Connor, I never said you were.  Don't over exert yourself, you'll only end up making things worse..."

I was trying to walk...

I was trying to take small steps.  But, I felt disoriented, dizzy, drugged?

Just what the fuck did they inject me with?

My legs felt very wobbly and I had to grab the nearest medicine tray in order to balance and steady myself.

"Stop, telling me to calm the fuck down!"

The kid stood his ground and didn't flinch.

"Listen, kid.  Enough is enough!  I've had it!  Where are those fucking clowns hiding?  Where are the cameras?"

The kid shook his head from side to side and looked towards the doors leading into the hall.

"Mr.O'Connor, please listen and pay attention.  We don't have much time, I need to tell you a couple of things before the others get here."

The kid tried to grab my hand, but I managed to push him away.

"Hey, Jake! Tony! The fun is over guys! Come out, come out, wherever you are!"

I was at least able to stumble around the room looking for my so-called, friends.  

And when I found them, God fucking help them!  I was going to go Medieval on their ass!

"Where the fuck, are you guys?  Listen, if this is payback for what I did last April Fool's, it was just a..."

 Suddenly, the kid bolted towards me and grabbed my arm firmly and tightly.

"I am not kidding, Braeden and this is no joke.  Now, you've got to listen to me!"

Fuck!  I didn't realize that this kid was so fucking strong!  He sure didn't look it, though.

"What the fuck, do you think you're doing? Let go of my fucking arm, before I kick your ass!"

"Braeden, they're coming!  They'll be here soon, I don't have enough time to explain everything to you.  But, I'll be with you the entire time and no matter what happens, whatever you're told, just go along with it, please.  Don't fight it!  Just, accept it."

I was looking at the kid like he was a fucking loon.  

I was about to push him away, when a couple of well dressed men walked into the room along with some heavily armed guards.

An older man who was dressed in a very elaborate manner was the first one to speak.

"Simply, unbelievable.  If I wasn't looking at him, I wouldn't believe it!"

This man whoever he was, looked important and regal.  He was very oddly dressed and gave me a bad vibe.

He was wearing some sort of Kendo black skirt made out of either latex or leather.  The skirt was high waisted, with a full lenght wrap around his torso and four shiny, silver buckles fastenings at the waist.  

The collarless black jacket was skin-tight and body hugging, showing off a well developed and very muscular torso.  To top it off, he was wearing what looked to be very expensive and funky TCX motorcycle boots.

His look was bizzare to say the least.

He kept looking at me and inspecting me from head to toe.  Circling me and checking me out like a lion about to pounce on his meal.  He then directed his cold stare to the other man who was standing beside him, who was dressed in a black rubber lab coat.

"First, I want to congratulate Dr.Himmler on his amazing accomplishment.  I have to say that I had my doubts and I honestly didn't believe that it could be done.  But, you've proven me wrong and it seems that you, along with your brilliant team have certainly outdone yourselves.  We may have spent a fortune on this project, but the end results are very, well worth it, and I am extremely pleased."

The well dressed man kept eyeing me up and down.  I was beginning to feel uncomfortable, I felt like I was a prized bull at the county fair.

"Look at him!  What a perfect specimen of manhood, incredible!  We'll be able to do so much with him, he's just so perfect.  

I can't tell you enough, how pleased I am with the outcome Dr.Himmler.  Our shareholders will be ecstatic, once I meet with them and brief them on the final results.  And ofcourse, you and your team will get many, many grants and very generous bonuses..."

I was leaning up against the wall, still trying to balance myself.  My head was pounding and I had no fucking clue as to what these men were talking about.  

My patience had reached the boiling point!  

I had really had enough!

"Oh, I'm very sorry Mr.O'Connor.  Where are my manners?  You're probably thinking we're a bunch of uncivilized barbarians for not introducing ourselves."

The room broke off into forced laughter.

The well dressed man looked at the kid, and then at me.

"Can he hear us?  Is he fully functional?  Can he speak?"

I steadied myself and mustered all my strenght to deal with this fucking clown.

"I can hear you and understand you, perfectly!  Now, who the fuck are you and where the fuck, am I?"

The man smiled a perfect set of pearly white and gleaming teeth, while looking at everyone around the room.

"Hmmm...colourful vocabulary.  That ofcourse needs to be changed, see to that Himmler."

I looked at Dr.Himmler, who nodded nervously and averted my eyes.  This fucking kook then walked over to me and crossed his arms as he spoke.

"Well, Mr.O'Connor my name is Robert Ley and I'm the Senior Director of Aesculapius Aeternitas.  My company is behind the technology that's brought you back to life and you have these fine gentlemen to thank for, and for making the impossible, well, possible."

Everyone's eyes were still on me and all the men in the room were nodding their heads in an approving manner, while scanning me from head to toe.

"Brought me back to life? Is this some kind of sick joke?  Someone is going to have to start making some fucking sense, or I'm going to..."

The man called, Dr.Himmler stepped forward and pressed a red button on a silver bracelet that he was wearing on his wrist.

The bright lights in the room dimmed and one of the walls at the opposite side of the room turned into a giant screen.

"Perhaps this will answer some of your questions, Mr.O'Connor.  I warm you, you may want to sit down and try to make yourself comfortable.  I'm afraid that what we're about to share with you, will come as a shock and heavy blow..."

I scanned the room for the kid who was standing silently in the back of the room, he simply nodded his head.  

I took that he meant to go along with whatever was coming next.

"Please, Mr.O'Connor put this robe on and have a seat.  We have something very important to show you."

Dr.Himmler handed me a robe and walked towards the giant screen.  Once again he pressed a button on his bracelet and the following heading, appeared flashing on the screen.

DATA: WORLD HISTORY ARCHIVE

U.S.A...

Coordinates: 42°21′28″N 71°03′42″W...

Massachusetts...

Boston...

2010...

Colourful and vivid images appeared...

"Mr.O'Connor, you've awakened in the year 3505 and how to put this mildly?  Well, you're a clone of your former self, but more perfect.  

You're flawless, actually...

And from the limited information we have, our records indicate that you died sometime in the year 2010.  It appears it was an accident and I hope you can forgive us, but as I've said we have very limited information into the past.  Ancient police records indicate that you died, while on duty."

I sat quietly hearing everything this man had to say, but shock and numbness set in.

I could hear everything he was saying clearly, but I was hit by a sudden coldness that seemed to wrap itself all around me.

I was staring at the screen and looking at beautiful and colorful images of Boston...

My city...

My home...

"I'm afraid Mr.O'Connor that Boston, is it?  Well, the city where you were born, grew up, lived and worked in, it no longer exists."

The images on the giant screen changed from the city that I loved and remembered, to a cold, inhospitable and unrecognizable frozen wasteland.

Mountains of ice and drifting snow was everywhere...

There were no buildings, trees, anything...

Just, snow and ice.

I turned around to look at him and to make sure I had heard him right.

This man and everyone else in the room, for the exception of the kid showed no signs of human emotion.

"I'm afraid that that part of the continent is a vast and frozen wasteland.  At the warmest day the temperature reaches about -91º C or -132ºF.  Our scientists believe that some time after the 23rd century, between 2200 and 2299 much of the eastern part of North America and all of Central America went under water.  There's enough evidence and data gathered that shows that a massive and giant earthquake caused a mega-tsunami to race across the Atlantic Ocean.

A violent volcano named Cumbre Vieja erupted on the island of La Palma, located in the Canary Islands of North Africa.  This killer wave was thousands of feet high and moved at supersonic speeds, once it reached the eastern coast of your United States, it pretty much destroyed the highly urbanized strip along the coast.  From your city of Boston and all the way up to Washington, D.C.

This mega-tsunami caused a domino effect that triggered smaller jolts worlwide, including on the opposite side of the planet and in areas not prone to quakes.  The tsunami triggered the San Andreas fault, which caused it's own devastating earthquake along Southern California and all the way down to Baja California.  Much of Mexico, California and British Columbia in Canada sank into the Pacific ocean.  Major volcanic eruptions and other underwater explosions destroyed the rest of the continent.

The world changed after that catastrophe...

Much of civilization was destroyed...

But, life always finds a way...

And now, here we are."

I looked at the giant screen and the images that used to be Boston...

I can't believe this!

This isn't happening!

As I walked over to the window, I stared at the strange and alien new world.

I was looking at flying cars and immense skyscrapers that reached towards the clear and blue sky.

This was a new century?  

I was a fucking clone?  

I'm dead?

"I know it's a lot to digest and take in at this moment, Mr.O'Connor.  But trust me, you will be well looked after and taken care of.  You are very valuable...to all of us."

I walked away from the window and sat on the chair.

I turned my gaze towards the kid, who still looked nervous, but very serious.

"I have no choice, but to trust you.  So, what happens now?"

The man in the black rubber suit smiled and took a step forward.

"Well, Mr.O'Connor as the Senior Lab Physician of Aesculapius Aeternitas, my main priority is to keep you healthy, sane and happy.  If there's ever anything you want at any time, please let us know and we'll do our best to accommodate you.  And as Mr. Ley has mentioned, you're very important and extremely valuable to us.  You are walking perfection and there's so much we want to learn from you and to find out about the past.  I warn you, at the beginning there might be some gaps in your memory, but that's just temporary and in time you'll hopefully remember the important things.

You are our perfect creation, Mr.O'Connor...

You have been created in the perfect image of man...

With a perfect mind...

A perfect face...

A perfect body...

And ofcourse a perfect brain...

You're immune to all diseases in our time and in perfect health, always...

To put it simply, you're our wonderful creation..."

I took everything in and just listened.

So, I guess I'm perfect...

Perfect...

Dr.Himmler was now taking my pulse, while scanning my eyes with his silver bracelet.

"But, enough for now Mr.O'Connor.  You've been through quite alot for one day and you need privacy, food and a much needed rest."

I had a pounding headache and I feeling weak.  Then again, I didn't know if it was because of all the shit I had just been through, or because my body actually needed rest and nourishment.

But, rest?

No, I don't need any more fucking sleep!

I actually feel like a slab of frozen meat, that's been taken out of the freezer and left to thaw out.

Dr.Himmler was still talking to me, but I tuned him out.

I looked over to the direction of the kid, who was just nodding and forced a smile.  

I was hoping to wake up at any moment...

Any moment now...

Please, wake up!  

This is just a dream...

Please!

I opened my eyes and the good Doctor was still yapping.

"And you will be housed here in the magnificent Imperial Tower.  This tower is the most prestigious, impressive and expensive residential building located in the heart of our city.  You will have your own penthouse ofcourse and at this very moment the last finishing touches are being made before you move in."

And with that Dr. Himmler started to shoo everyone away.

"Allright gentlemen, please give Mr.O'Connor some private time to absorb everything.  You'll have all the time in the world to ask him more questions tomorrow, after a much needed rest."

Rest?

He keeps saying that...

I don't want to sleep...

I don't want to close my eyes!

I've been gone for centuries and all of the sudden, puff!! I'm back?

Besides, I have some fucking questions of my own that need to be answered as well!

As I took another sip of this Godawful blueberry juice, I saw the Senior Director Robert Ley almost being pushed out of the room by several of Dr. Himmler assistants.

"Well, Mr.O'Connor...we shall see you tomorrow...have a pleasant rest.  Get your hands off me, dammit!  I'm leaving, I'm leaving..."

I waved goodbye at the fucking clown and gave him the finger.

As everyone was ushered out, with the exception of the kid, I felt better.

I could breathe a bit easier and finally...relax.

"I apologize for all the commotion and confusion, but the company has invested alot of money on you and in our science department.  Mr.Ley, as well as the Board of Directors expect questions to be answered, as well as results."

As Dr. Himmler continued to apologize, he called the young kid over.

"Adam, make sure Mr.O'Connor suite is ready for him and I'll take care of the rest.  Also, have Seth run a scan test on the images before he came out of stasis.  I want to see, if there's anything..."

Dr.Himmler turned around and gave me a fake smile.

"Adam, have Seth run a thorough neuro scan of Mr.O'Connor's brain, and make sure he does it right."

Adam, nodded his head and was about to exit the room.  He stopped on his way out and turned around to look at me.

"Is there anything else, Adam?"

Dr.Himmler was taking my pulse again.

Adam simply nodded and exited the room.

Dr.Himmler sighed, as he said.

"It's so hard to find good help these days.  Now, please follow me Mr.O'Connor, I need to take you into another room."

I did my best to follow Dr.Himmler, but my legs were still quite wobbly.  I felt like I was walking for the first time, which I guess it's kinda true.

Dr.Himmler and I walked into a gigantic and very bright room.  

There was an Olympic size swimming pool in the middle of the room, which was bubbling and giving off steam.

"This Mr.O'Connor is the Rejuvenation room.  Now, if you could please, disrobe and walk into the pool."

I looked at the bright blue bubbling water and then at Dr.Himmler.

"What's in the water, if you don't mind me asking?"

Dr.Himmler chuckled and walked over to the pool.  He then kneeled, scooped a handfull of water with his right hand and tasted it.

"I assure you Mr.O'Connor that there is nothing harmful in the water.  The glow of the water is due to natural herbs, minerals and chemicals which are found on this planet, and a secret ingredient that comes from our mining colony in Mars. The water is potent with the very ingredients that our bodies need to stay fit and healthy in our time.  This melange is composed of many different elements that have been carefully and selectively chosen for their purity and amazing cell regeneration process."

Did I hear him say, Mars?

"Wait, did you say...Mars? As in the fourth planet from the Sun? That Mars?"

Dr.Himmler smiled and dried his hand on his lab coat.

"Yes, that is correct.  We have colonized the planet known as Mars as well as other planets in our solar system and beyond.  We actually have several colonies in Mars near the extinct volcano known as Arsia Mons.  It's a perfect spot due to the natural caves around the volcano, where our colonists can find quick shelter from the radiation and micrometeroids that still plague the planet.

But, time is of the essence Mr.O'Connor, so if you don't mind stepping into the pool.  The water will kick start your cell regeneration in your body and you'll feel a slight tingle all over your body.  Don't worry, that's completely normal, it's just your new cells getting a jump start."

As I disrobed and stepped into the pool, the minute my feet touched the water, I felt the tingling effect.

I swam to the middle of the pool and let myself sink to the bottom.

The feeling was amazing...

It felt like me body was on fire, but in a good way.

This feeling was electric!

It was hard to describe, but it felt fucking wonderful!

For one, I didn't feel nervous anymore.

I actually felt pretty damm good!

However, I also got an unexpected reaction...

I got a fucking hardon!  

For Christ sakes!  

I can't believe this is happening right now!

It felt like my dick came alive all on it's own.

But, it wasn't just my dick, my balls also felt tingly.

"Mr.O'Connor, can you hear me down there?  Braeden, it's time to come out..."

I could hear Dr.Himmler's voice coming from the underwater speakers quite clearly.

I slowly swam back up and backstroked to the edge of the pool.

My whole body felt strong, alive!

Dr.Himmler approached me with a towel.

"Thanks, Doc.  Umm...I've noticed something or I should say, several things different with my body..."

I looked at the size of my hands, arms, chest, shoulders, legs and they were fucking massive!

There was a large mirror leaning against the wall and as I looked at myself, the man staring back was a complete stranger.

This man had my face, my grey-blue eyes, light brownish hair, but there were some major differences.

For one, he was taller...

With more defined muscles...

And...

Alot more dick and massive, bull sized balls!

I cupped my balls with both hands and felt very heavy.  They were also the size of fucking grapefruits!

Dr.Himmler continued to write stuff down on a pad, while looking at medical charts and computer screen.

"Well, Doc...I don't recall this much muscle in body before.  I'm taller and I weigh?  what? about two hundred..."

Dr.Himmler put the pad down and turned to face me.

"285 lbs, to be precise Mr.O'Connor.  And you're correct, you used to be 6'3", but now you're 6'5".  We adjusted your weight mass, you're all pure and solid muscle, now."

I looked at myself up and down and couldn't believe it.  

I mean, I was fit back in the 21st Century.

I used to jog, play sports, go to the gym, I taught karate to the rookies on the force.  I was fit and lean guy before, but now?  

Well, I could double for a fucking body builder with the enormous size of my arms, legs, chest, hands.  Well, everything was fucking huge!

Which brought my attention to a very special part of my body that I need to ask about.

"Doc, please call me, Braeden.  You and your scientists brought me back to life, we should at least be on first name basis.  Don't you think?"

The Doc nodded in agreement and finally gave a genuine smile.

"Allrigh, Braeden that sounds fair.  Well, if we're going to be on a first name basis, then please call me, Henry."

I gave the good doctor a polite smile.

"Doc, I've been meaning to bring something up to you, forgive the pun.  How shall I put this..."

I'm sure I was blushing, when I spoke.

"What is it, Braeden?"

I took off my towel and pointed down and towards my dick.

"So, Doc...what's with my body? I don't remember being this way.  I mean take a look at my penis and testicles, they're enormous!"

The Doc was looking at a 3-D hologram of my body.  He turned his head, adjusted his glasses and looked down.

And as the Doc walked towards me, I felt more than a little self conscious standing there naked and with a massive hardon.

"Ahh...yes, where to begin? Well, you're a bit taller, powerful, with more muscle and much bigger in other areas."

I felt my whole body turn different shades of red, as the Doc continued to look me up and down.

"We made some small alterations in your DNA, Braeden to better suit you for your new role in our century."

What the hell does he mean, for a new role?

"Excuse me?" 

"Yes, you're genitals they've also been modified."

I started to dry off and put on my robe.

"Yes, I can see that Doc.  But, why?"

Why the hell, had they altered my dick and balls?  

I had grown up in a household of 6 brothers.

My brothers and I, grew up comparing and competing against each other all of our lives.  

We had all sorts of competitions.

Who was best at sports...

Who had the most friends...

Who brought home the best grades...

Who could deflower the most girls...

and ofcourse...

Who was mom's/dad's favourite.  

Unfortunately, I being the youngest of the brothers, lost in all the categories mentioned, but one.  

The one I trumped my brothers on...

The one they envied me on was, 

The dick department.  

We were always trying to emulate and become in every way, like our dear old dad.  

Afterall, dad was a man whom we all loved and respected.  

But, it was I who had been blessed in coming a close second to the old man in inches...

Cock inches.

My dick had been given nicknames...

In the locker room in high school it was the "Zipper Ripper", then in college the "Cervix Smasher" and even in the precinct it was the "Third Arm of Justice".

So, no offense, but I had always been proud of my joystick and I certainly didn't need any help in improving it.

I remember those lazy, saturday afternoons in the summer when my brother's and I used to go swimming with the old man at the local Y.  

All eyes were on our dad, Captain Dylan O'Connor of the Boston Police Department and his 6 handsome sons.  

Once in the locker room, men flocked to talk to dad or to just be in the room when he changed.  

I always found it strange that our dad had to have an audience whenever he was in the locker room.  Or that there was always one guy or several guys wanting to "talk" to him in private.

When I asked my oldest brother Daryl, why men flocked towards our dad, he simply smiled, winked at me and said "I'll tell you, when your balls have dropped." 

Growing up and whenever my dad's best friend, or as we used to call "Uncle James", would drop by the house, he always called dad "Captain McManstick".

It was my brothers who shed the light on the "nickname".  

But, it had been Deputy Superintendent James Hennessy who had given the old man his nickname at the Boston Police College, back when they were teamed as parthners.

And it was the nickname that stuck all the way until the old man retired from the force.  

So, I along with 2 of my older brothers followed dad into the police force, the other 2 became firemen, and 1 simply left home, never to be heard from again.  

Mom and dad never spoke of him.  

And whenever I would ask about him, the old man got violently angry.

He would tell me to, "mind your own goddamm business."  

Now, I wish I could have done more.  

I wish, I could have found out what happened to Paul?  

Why did my parents turn their backs on him?

Why did my brothers?

I came out of my trance, just in time to hear the Doc mumbling something.

"Well, Braeden.  How to explain this to you..."

I stood naked waiting for an explanation.

"Just give me the gist of the story, please Doc."

The Doc nodded his head.

"Allright, I'll do my best to be direct.  Well, you were cloned ofcourse because we want to learn about the past.  When we found a strand of your DNA in what remained of your police precint, you can't even believe how excited we were.  And after much careful analysis and many, many tests, we discovered that your DNA was almost perfect and flawless.  It was hard to believe that after so many centuries, your DNA hadn't been damaged, polluted, ruined or worse...destroyed."

The Doc sat on a nearby chair and looked towards one of the cameras that was recording our session.

"What you mean to our company is something greater than knowledge, we have another purpose for you."

And there it was...

I knew it...

"We want to use your pure and flawless sperm to impregnate as many of the selected and perefect females in our society as you can.  We hope that you agree to serve as a breeding donor at Aesculapius Aeternitas."

HA!  

I couldn't believe my fucking ears...

I chuckled at the thought...

A fucking sperm donor?  

Are you fucking kidding me?

I was nodding my head side to side and trying to grapple all of this.

"Braeden, just think about it.  We were planning on telling you more, but later.  We wanted to give you time and adjust to things."

The Doc sighed.

"But, you asked and I gave you an honest answer.  So, I hope you can take the time to process everything carefully, before answering."

I nodded and grabbed my robe.

FUCK!!

I covered my eyes with my hands and wondered how much more there was to all this.

"Now, wait a fucking moment Doc.  Go back a bit.  When you said, almost perfect?  What did you mean?"

Dr.Himmler gave me a polite smile and sat back on his chair.

"Yes, Braeden.  I did say, almost..."

I didn't like the tone in his voice.  

"I don't understand?  How can anyone be perfect? or almost perfect?"

The Doc nodded his head.

"I don't expect you to understand, Braeden.  You see, in our time we are born and created to inner most perfection.  A data bank, here on Earth collects all the information about men and women born here on this planet and around our Solar System.  These men and women are then matched for the purity in their DNA.  In our society only the very best is accepted, nothing else is or will be tolerated.  You, are a reflection of our past and we had to make sure you were the right candidate for cloning.  We needed to dig deep, very deep actually into your DNA and to be certain that the fortune of cloning you was well,...worth it."

Worth it, eh?

Glad, I didn't fucking disappoint.

"I'm sorry to put a monetary value on your life, but we just don't clone anyone.  For our program, you have to be special and your DNA has to be flawless, and so we learned that you had lived a very healthy life up to the time of your death. We didn't find any traces of drugs, mutant genes, sexually transmitted diseased, or abnormalities. You had perfect and healthy cells and we were pretty sure that you must have been an athlete in your previous life, correct?"

I nodded and looked at him straight in the eye.

Dr.Himmler smiled again and showed me a hologram of my body floating in mid-air.

"Which is why we only made a few adjustments in you.  But, we didn't want to tinker with your DNA...too much."

I looked at Dr.Himmler and then at my hologram.

"What did you guys do? I mean you said a few..."

Dr.Himmler sighed...

And when a Doctor does that, it dosen't mean it's going to be good or pleasant to hear.

"Well, Braeden..."

The Doc then took a deep breath...

As the Doc was going to give me more fun news, I noticed a change in my body.

"Umm, Doc?  Why am I glowing blue?"

The Doc walked up to me and scanned me with his wrist bracelet.

"Ahh, about time.  What you're experiencing is completely normal, the cells in your body are reactivating themselves and coming alive, it happens to everyone."

I looked at my hands, feet, chest as my skin gave off a faint bluish glow.

"Don't worry, you're perfectly fine.  The bluish glow that you're experiencing is a side effect from the Pandora amoeba."

The Doc was documenting everything as he checked me out from head to toe.

"This unique and special amoeba is responsible for jump-starting every cell in your body.  It can only be found in the south pole of our planet, at the depth of approximately of 39,000 ft."

At this moment, I felt wired, pumped up, drugged.

I was about to ask the Doc about the "few adjustments" when suddenly a very loud and ear piercing alarm went off in the building.

Dr.Himmler looked upset and spoke into his bracelet.

"Adam, what's going on out there?"

In a flash, the kid who had stayed with me for the whole ordeal rushed into the room.

The kid looked at me and smiled.

"Ummm...I don't know. The alarm went off and..."

Dr.Himmler looked angry and pressed another button on his bracelet.

"Security, report! What is going on down there?"

A clear voice came out of the bracelet.

In the background, I could hear alot of noise...

People shouting...

Screams...

Guns going off...

And an explosion.

"We've had a security breach, Sir.  The dregs tried to infiltatrate the tower, but they have now retreated..."

I looked at the kid who now looked unconfortable and when our eyes met he simply looked away.

Dr.Himmler looked very angry.

"I am very sorry, Braeden but it seems that our little talk is going to have to wait.  I apologize, but I have to see to an important matter."

I wondered what the hell was going on?

What happened down there?

And who or what the fuck, are the dregs?

"Doc, talk to me.  What's going on?  Is there something I can do?  I used to be a police officer..."

The Doc smiled politely and waved his hands in the air.

"Thank you, Braeden.  But, everything is under control and I must take my leave now."

The doctor stood up and as he was leaving the room, he pulled the kid over and whispered something to him.

As the Doc walked out, he spoke outloud.

"Adam, I would like you to take Mr.O'Connor to his penthouse.  By now, it should be ready for him.  Please make sure he's confortable and well taken care of.  I trust you can do this, Adam?"

The kid politely bowed his head at the Doc.

"Yes, ofcourse Sir.  I will take Mr.O'Connor to see his new home.  You can count on me."

The Doc nodded.

"Very good, I certainly hope so.  Now, Braeden please get some rest and I will see you first thing tomorrow morning.  We will ofcourse, continue our conversation then."

As he said that, two heavily dressed armed men walked into the room and whispered something to the Doc, and rushed him out of the room.

I turned around and faced the kid.

"What the hell was that all about?"

The kid cleared his throat and shrugged his shoulders.

"What, was what?"

I sighed and slowly walked over to him.

I didn't even realize that my robe must have come undone, because the kid's eyes bulged out when he saw, my hardon.

I picked Adam up and lifted him straight up without any resistance.

He was still mesmerized while looking at my dick and he didn't even protest.

Jesus Christ!

This is all I fucking need!

"ADAM!"

"ADAM, focus!"

Adam looked up and seemed to snap out of it.

"Oh, I'm so sorry.  Wow, it's just that your..."

I gently put him down and adjusted his labcoat.

"Later, Adam.  Now, can you tell me what happened downstairs, please."

Adam looked nervously around the room and shook his head from side to side.

"No, I'm sorry..."

This was so fucking aggravating!

It was obvious that they were keeping something from me, but what?

As I started to walk away, Adam whispered something barely audible.

"Not here, Braeden.  Later, I promise!"

I knew better than to keep pushing for answers.

Adam obviously knows what's going on, but is afraid to say anything.

"Allright..."

Adam walked me over to the men's locker room, which was located in the corner of the room.

He spoke in a loud and clear voice, which I think it was his way of telling me that we were being watched and overheard as well.

"This is your locker, Braeden.  Inside, you'll find clothing that have been made for your specific measurements.  There's a mirror on the far wall, go ahead and try them on...I hope they fit.  Although, the pants might be tight in the crotch area..."

As Adam mischiviously said that, he smiled and gave me privacy to change.

The first thing I noticed was the locker number...2010

As I opened the locker, I took out what resembled a basic, crew-neck, white t-shirt.  I examined the material which felt very soft to the touch and lightweight, yet it gave a soft, white glow.  The next item that caught my eyes was an underwear box with the brand name, TITAN.

I opened up the box and took out a pair of white, traditional briefs with a front fly.  They had a shiny, silvery elastic waistband, again with the TITAN logo on it.

Now, I'm a boxer/brief kinda guy, but beggars can't be choosers.

The description on the box, read "Start your day with confidence and style.  Performance underwear engineered for muscle definition and designed for support.  Lightweight, moisture-wicking fabric designed to keep skin cool and dry."

"Interesting..."

I took off my robe, tossed it into a bin and got dressed.

First was the shirt which felt quite nice, very soft and cool.  Then the underwear, which once I put it on, kept everything neatly in place and provided extra support for my johnson and his boys.

Next, was a pair of black leather or vinyl pants?  I couldn't really make out the fabric these were made from?  Again, they were soft and light to the touch, had a classic look and felt of high quality.  And as I put them on, I was surprised as to how confortable they were, and how good they looked on me.

I had never owned a pair of leather or vinyl pants in the past, but now I could get used to these.

At least I had the body for this type of look.

Everything felt snug, but without feeling tight.  There was plenty of room for movement. and these pants were obviously designed to bring out your best assets(no pun intended).  My heavily muscled thighs and calves were very well displayed and in the back, the shiny thin fabric clung so tightly to my ass that you could see a perfect and taut bubble butt.

The display on the front was, ofcourse even more obvious.

The black, flexible material clearly outlined my huge balls and the thick shaft of my dick.  Which, at the moment was sneaking down and to the right in an arch, over my grapefruit sized balls that stretched the fabric to the limit.

I turned crimson red when I thought if this obscene display of my "private parts".  

This would be considered a vulgar display in public for my time.

But, damm did I look good!

I kept looking at myself in the mirror, I simply couldn't keep my eyes off me.

I could see the huge bulge of my dick and balls and my chest seemed like it was about to burst from my shirt.  

My quarter size nipples were hard and I'm sure they could cut glass if I tried.  

I looked smoking hot!

I had to agree with Adam that the pants did indeed, feel tight in the crotch area.

Now, that I was looking at myself, something strange was happening with the clothes.  It seemed that the entire fabric had these tiny microscopic lights all over, like LED lights from my time.

The material also seemed to give off a soft and blueish glow, and the glow seemed to be brighter along the outlines of the pants.

This was cool...

The last piece of clothing that was shoved all the way to the back of the locker, was a waist length black leather/vinyl or plastic jacket.  It seemed to be made out of the same material as the pants.

The jacket had a front zip closure, with a collarless design(the type that I liked)and a snap button collar.  Again the jacket overall was black, but it also had the little microscopic lights that gave it that soft, bluish glow.

Good thing I like the colour blue,...

At the bottom of the locker I grabbed what resembled to be impressive and cool looking combat boots.

The boots looked similar to the ones that kook, Robert ley was wearing.  They were black with shiny, silver buckles at the front and sorta resembled the TCX biker boots from my time.

I checked myself in the mirror and I couldn't even recognize myself.

For one, I would have never dressed in this manner.  I looked like I was going to some futuristic motorcycle show or something.

I heard footsteps, as Adam yelled out.

"Are you almost done, Braeden?"

I looked at myself, one more time in the mirror.

"Yeah, I'm done."

Here goes nothing...

Adam stood at the entrance of the locker room and was eyeing me from head to toe.

"Wow..."

Is that all he had to say?

I felt like an ass!

"What? Do, I look like an ass?"

Adam's facial expression at my colourful language was priceless.

"A what? An ass...?

I shook my head and sighed.

"Nevermind, let's just go."

As we walked out of the locker room, I was apprehensive, and more than a little curious as to what the 36th Century had to offer.

I wasn't however, surprised that the armed guards that I had seen earlier where now scorting us to my new residence.

They didn't even bother to introduce themselves, or utter a single word.  They scanned Adam's security clearance card and motioned us to follow them.

"Friendly, aren't they?"

I snickered at Adam's comment and felt the same way.

Funny, how everything seemed so unreal.  I felt like I was in a sci-fi movie.

As we left the lab, I found the hallways extremely bright for my eyes.  I don't know if it was the drugs, but the walls seemed to give off a soft white glow, and then there were the people.

It was like a fucking circus!

The clothing they wore was insanely strange and bizzare.

Weird patters, strange textures, very colorful though.  

And just like me, their clothes glowed, but in different colours.

Soft and radiant reds, green, yellow, black, orange, white, purple, pink, brown, almost every colour of the rainbow...except, blue.  

My clothes, were the only giving off a soft, blueish glow.

Everyone kept staring at me and stopped as I walked past them.  

It was only then, that I heard one of the guardsmen speak.

"Everyone keep moving! There's nothing to see!  

Keep your distance and your hands to yourself!

Everyone, stay back!"

Everyone in the hallway seemed to freeze as we walked past them.

People were gawking, whispering and pointing at us.

I know I've been dead for quite a while, but I do remember what it's like to get checked out...

And I was getting checked out.

Both men and women were looking at me.

We finally reached an elevator that was heavily guarded by another 10 armed guards.  

The doors of the elevators had a logo of a blazing and colourful phoenix with the initials ITP in shiny, gold letters.

Adam leaned closer to my ear and whispered softly.

"Welcome to the Imperial Tower Penthouse, Braeden.  Your new home..."

People who had been following us were harshly stopped.  As I turned around to see the commotion, Adam quickly grabbed me by the my hand and pulled me into the elevator.

"It's just curiousity, Braeden. They know you're a clone, but they also know that you're very, very special.  So, they want to know who you are and why you're getting the Royal treatment."

This was all very confusing.

So, people can tell I'm a clone?

As I looked around the elevator, I was impressed by how spacious it was.  It could easily accomodate 30 people in it, and everything looked and smelled expensive.

"Braeden, I got to say that you're a very lucky man.  I'm sure you're going to enjoy living in the lap of luxury, afterall the waiting list for the Imperial Tower is about ten to fifteen years, and they don't let just anyone in. You have to be a politician, or a  president, a billionare, a rock star or as in your case...a distinctive and important person in order to live here."

Once inside the elevator, I quickly noticed that the whole thing was made out of transparent glass.

The ride up was so fast, that when I tried to look outside everything was a blurr.

I took a step back and Adam must have sensed my fear.

"Are you afraid of heights, Braeden?  Sorry to hear if you arem because the Imperial Tower is 6180 m tall and your penthouse is at the very top..."

I got nauseous and sat down on the nearest leather chair.  

The whole ride up was quiet and very fast and before I could say a word, I heard Adam speak.

"Here we are, the Phoenix North Tower."

Four of the guards exited the elevator before us, while two remained behind.

"Isn't this convenient, Braeden? You're right in front of the elevator."

The hallway was breathtakingly beautiful.

Large crystal chandeliers illuminated the vast marble hallway, while exotic and colorful potted ferns were lined against the wall.  Colourful and I'm sure very expensive paintings and marble statues decorated the walls from top to bottom.

"I was given a tour to your penthouse as it was being renovated, and Dr.Himmler assigned me to overlook everything for you.  From the colour of the drapes, to the paint on the walls, it was my call, so I hope you like it.  But, if at any time you don't like something or you'd like something changed, please let me know and I'll make the necessary arrangements."

I didn't say anything...

I was trying to take everything in, but everything was so grand in scale.

"Your new home is not just the most expensive penthouse in our city of Titan Cronus, but perhaps in the world..."

When we walked into my new home, my jaw dropped.

I was speechless.

The main entrance hallway had a giant crystal chandelier and everything from the floor to the walls was done in beautiful black marble.

Adam turned to the guards and as he faced them, said.

"Well, gentlemen you've done a great job of safely scorting us. Now, you can leave..."

The four guards looked at each other and the one leading us, spoke in a very deep and loud voice.

"I'm sorry Mr.MacCarthaigh, but we have our orders. We are not to leave Mr.O'Connor's presence at any time."

I looked at Adam and I didn't like what I've just heard.

"Now, listen to me Captain. Mr.O'Connor has been through alot today and he needs his rest and privacy."

The guards wouldn't budge and firmly stood their ground.

"I understand that Sir, but we've been given our orders and we can't leave his sight. We promise to stay out of Mr.O'Connor's way and give him all the privacy he needs."

Adam's face was getting very red, it was obvious he was getting frustrated.

"Allright, so if anything happens to Mr.O'Connor while he's under your protection, I promise you that I will hold every one of you personally responsible.  Forget about your confortable and cushy jobs of being guards, I'll make sure that you're all sent to the very depths of Titan to dwell and live with the dregs!"

Well, that seemed to do it.

Whatever Adam had said had made the guards uneasy, and they all looked nervous.

"Ummm, well allright. We'll stand guard outside his penthouse and if Mr.O'Connor needs us, he can call us in the intercom. We'll be here 24/7."

Adam's face changed to a more pleasant rosy colour.  He then walked the guards towards the door and as the last one left, he slammed the door behind him.

"Finally, they're gone! Honestly, I thought they've never leave."

I walked over to the door and peered through the peep hole. The guards were standing outside and they all seemed to be in a much heated conversation.

"Again with the dregs, Adam..."

Adam looked around and walked away from the door.

"Well, now that the guards are out of the way, we can get a private showing. I think you'll enjoy this..."

Adam walked over to the center of the room, cleared his throat and said in a loud voice.

"Hello, Nexus 6? Are you online?"

Adam was talking to thin air and I wondered what he was up to now?

The lights came on by themselves and the whole placed glowed brightly.

"Yes, I am online Mr.MacCarthaigh. What is your pleasure?"

I jumped backwards as an image of a gorgeous and radiant woman appeared in front of us.

"Easy Braeden, she's a Nexus 6.  A hologram programmed to be the eyes, ears, and soul of the house.  She's the latest in ultimate home security and can speak over 6oo million languages and dialects.  She will be programmed into your wrist bracelet and will be connected and easily accessible to you at all times. Oh, that's right and before I forget..."

Adam walked over to a beautiful, black marble table, where a small white box elegantly wrapped in gold ribbon was nicely displayed.

"Here Braeden, this is for you."

I looked at him and then the box.

Adam smiled...

"Go ahead, open it."

I looked at the gift suspiciously and wondered what the latest surprise would be.

As I unwrapped it, the hologram of this familiar but extremely beautiful woman hovered over us.

"Does she look familiar, Braeden?"

I looked at her again and she kinda did.

"Yes, I just can't..."

Adam walked over to the hologram and stroked her face.

"She's very beautiful, isn't she?"

I nodded.

"We are so ever grateful to have found her, it was pure blind luck.  We took her image from her clone, who has bynow easily adjusted to our lifestyle.  I guess being a top model in her time helped her in adapting quickly to a new century."

I walked over to the hologram and as she looked at me, she smiled.

"I'm sorry, who is she?"

Adam turned around and raised his eyebrows.

"Really? You can't remember her?"

He turned again to face the hologram and pretended to whisper something in her ear, but obviously loud enough for me to hear.

"Don't be offended my dear,...você é linda."

"Really Braeden, I would have thought that you'd recognize her in an instant. She's Adriana Francesca Lima."

Adriama Lima...

Adriama Lima...

Ofcourse!

The Victoria's Secret Angel.

"Oh, yes! O.k..."

Both Adam and the hologram of Adriana Lima looked at each other and smiled in unison.

"Her hologram has been designed to cater to all of your needs.  Nexus 6 is here for your protection, but she can also cook, clean, be a nurse, a playmate or companion, etc.  Her knowledge in both past and present events is vast, and she can carry a conversation about everything from sports to politics.  She's also capable of playing an endless array of sports and games, just like any human being."

I wondered how her clone felt about her image being used in this way.

"But, enough about Nexus 6. You should open your present."

I had the box in my hands and completely forgot about it.

"Oh...yes, sorry."

Adam smiled and stared at my face.

As I opened the box, Nexus 6 picked up the wrapping paper that fell on the floor.

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

Nexus 6 simply smiled.

"No need to apologize, Master."

I didn't like the sound of being called Master...

As I took off the lid, I was surprised and intrigued at the gift.

"It's a...

it's a...

I don't know what it is?"

Adam laughed and walked over to me.

"It's your very own bracelet."

I looked at my bracelet and then at Adam's.

"The metal is Varatron, only found on Neptune's moon of Triton.  It's the strongest of all metals found in our Solar System and it won't corrode, break, dent or even suffer a scratch. Your bracelet is very important, it's a part of you and I cannot emphasize this enough, you must never take it off!"

I looked at the silver bracelet and all the buttons and shining lights it contained.

"The bracelet is your lifeline.  If at any time you're in trouble or feeling confused, stressed, need help or whatever reason.  Please, press the blue button and we'll be able to track and find you, wherever you are.  It can also read your body's heart rhythm and other vital signs, which you as a clone must be in constant and daily check."

I looked up at Adam and right way, I didn't like it.

"So, I can be tracked down,...whenever."

I looked into Adam's lime green eyes and he lowered his head.

"We can all be tracked down, Braeden.  Not, just you."

Adam sighed and clapped his hands loud for Nexus to approach him.

"Well, Nexus...please, give us a tour."

"Yes, ofcourse, Mr.MacCarthaigh.  It would be my pleasure."

Nexus 6 floated above us and led the way.

"It is my pleasure to welcome you, into your new home, Master O'Connor."

Master?  

I had to stop this Master nonsense.

"Nexus 6, from now on please call me by my given name, Braeden."

Nexus 6 looked at Adam, then at me.

Adam shrugged his shoulders and sighed.

"Yes, Braeden as you wish."

Nexus 6 hovered in front of us and as she approached a new section of the penthouse the lights would automatically turn on.

"This triplex includes what used to be the largest ballroom in the city, however for your private needs it has now been converted into an old fashioned library. It has beautiful 23-foot-high curved ceilings and one-of-a-kind, first edition ancient literature, which I'm sure you'll enjoy."

I looked at Adam who was grinning from ear to ear.

"Your penthouse has seven master bedrooms and each one comes with a fireplace, floor-to-ceiling windows, and seven full baths. Only the very best material was carefully selected for your home. The bathrooms are decorated with a unique type of white marble and lapiz lazuli slabs that are only found at the bottom of the ocean floor."

marble from the ocean floor?  Really?

"Down in the East wing, you'll find a cinema and meditation room. The meditation room was designed with the purpose of becoming a sanctuary for you. A sacred place where you'd find both harmony and healing, and where you can rejuvenate physically, mentally, emotionally, and ofcourse spiritually."

Adam kept nervously glancing over his shoulders as we walked around the place.  

He would on occasion point towards things that I think he meant were bugged.  Everything from vases, potted plants, chandeliers, paintings, etc.

"And the floors are made out of Macasar Ebony wood which comes from an extinct tree."

An extinct tree, too?

What's next?

The painting of the fucking Mona Lisa on the bathroom wall?

God, I hope not!

"And down towards the West wing, you'll find a 27-foot by-28-foot gym which comes with it's own sauna and shower. We can explore that later if you want..."

I just nodded and wondered how much all if this cost?

And who the fuck is paying for all of this?

Adam kept smiling, but carefully inspecting the place from head to toe.

As we explored the penthouse or palace? I couldn't believe the opulent and luxurious details.

"And on the North wing, you have a 40-foot long swimming pool which roughly occupies 3,000 square feet of outdoor space. And through here, you'll find your kitchen which again is done in marble and granite with beautiful alabaster and bronze fixtures and comes fully stocked with food and beverages...non-alcoholic, ofcourse."

Ofcourse.

"On the South wing, you have the billiard room which is covered floor-to-ceiling Persian tiles, a bowling alley, basketball, tennis and badminton court."

Adam stopped in the middle of the hallway.

"Nexus 6, we might need to cut the tour short.  Braeden has had a long day and he might be feeling tired, right?"

I looked at Adam inquisitively and simply nodded.

Nexus 6 looked at us both and as she hovered over us, nodded in agreement.

"Yes, ofcourse.  I understand and I hope I can be of further assistance to you, Braeden.  Please, feel free to call on me whenever you need anything."

Adam walked over to me and put his right arm over my shoulder.

"Thank you, Nexus 6."

Nexus 6 then dissapeared and we were left alone.

"Now, why don't we step out into the terrace and enjoy the magnificent 360-degree view of the city, Braeden."

Outside on the terrace, it was extremely windy, wet and very cold.  It was way too cloudy to see anything and it was close to getting dark.

"Allright, Braeden...I don't have much time.  I hope that all the noise from the city below us, will drown out what I have to say to you."

I leaned closer to Adam and prepared for the worst...

"Everything you've been told is correct. You are a clone and you've been awakened in the 36th Century, but our motives..."

Adam looked away in shame and that really worried me.

"You were selected and cloned because of your perfect genes, that much is true. And we do want to learn from your past, and your main purpose here is for selective breeding.  But, you'll never be able to leave this Tower, never!"

Huh???

"I am so sorry Braeden, but you'll be living the life a king, but a prisoner in your palace, nonetheless.  I'm sorry."

I stepped back.

Adam tried to touch my arm, but I pulled back.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You can't mean that, Adam!"

Adam tried to grab a hold of my hand and shoosh me.

"Braeden, please keep it down..."

Adam nervously kept glancing over my shoulder, like he was expecting someone to show up.

"Just listen, will you?"

Adam grabbed both of my hands and again whispered...

"After I leave, you'll have the place to yourself.  The guards are outside and they won't come in to bother you.  You have to head over to the swimming pool.  Are you listening, Braeden?"

I nodded

"Yes, I'm fucking listening!"

"The swimming pool is dimly lit, I arranged for that two days ago.  The cameras and motion sensors won't be able to detect you too well, you'll blink in and out of the scanners.  If Nexus 6 asks where you're heading, tell her that you're going for a midnight dip and if she asks to accompany you, politely decline.

Go into the change room and on the north west corner there's a small window.  The security alarm on the window has been disconnected.  I'm sure you'll be able to fit through the window and from there, you can make your scape.  If and when they make the inspection they'll just think that the contractors cut the wires while they were fixing up the place, and they'll be the ones taking the blame."

I stood there feeling frozen and very, very angry.

"What about my bracelet, can't they track me down with it?"

Adam smiled.

"I also tinkered with it, they'll think it's just malfuctioning.  They'll be able to fix it, but by then I hope you're far from here."

I tried to absorb all this.

"Where the hell, am I supposed to go?  I don't know this fucking world..."

Adam nodded and looked worried.

"I know, but you can go to a place that everyone stays away from, the government, our scientists and even our troops.  Your only way out, is to go into the depths of Titan."

The depths of Titan?  

What the fuck?

"Braeden, think of our city in layers.  Floors upon floors and each one is a massive city.  But, the lower you go, the darker it gets, dirtier and the more dangerous it becomes.  We don't even know how far down Titan goes, but there are rumours that not even light can reach the bottom.  Only the dregs, the impure, the mutants live down there and feed from our garbage.  I hope you can find your way out of there and then to safety.  You must reach the port city of Nereid, they don't believe in cloning there and you can seek refuge."

To say that I was in shock was putting it mildly.

"Come with me, Adam.  You don't have to stay here!  I'll look after you!"

Adam's eyes started to water and a tear fell on his cheek.

"I wish I could.  But, I wouldn't get far.  I'd only slow you down and well..."

I nodded.

"But, perhaps one day I'll join you in Nereid.  I'll look for you."

Adam took my hand and led me into my palatial prison.

"Now, Braeden let's go in.  It's starting to rain and when it rains here, it pours!"

As the rain started to come down, I knew what I needed to do...

ESCAPE!