Resistance is futile...why try? (Private)

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    "No I did not." I said in a defeated tone, rolling my thumb around my fingers. I didn't understand any of this. Why would they be testing this kind of virus? It makes no sense. "Well what are you looking for?" I questioned as I stood from the chair, deciding that maybe I could be of some assistance. "No wife nor children? Don't you want a family?" I looked at him, standing outside the closet to await if he wanted help.

    "Sencar!" I cursed quietly, disheartened that we still had found nothing. "This is not a good day. No, I'm not looking for a family. Not yet, at least. Honestly, all I want to do is retire to some deserted planet and not have to be called on for anything anymore. Then I can look into the family thing. Ah, here we go," and I came out. In my hands, there was what looked to be a Nintendo DS, though rather prehistoric. "My dad found this for me when I was really young on one of his missions, and I've been toying with the thing ever since. Doesn't get out as much as it used to, but it's fun to use when I'm trying to kill time."

    I tilted my head to the side. "Is that... A Nintendo DS?" I asked in confusion, stuffing my hands into my pockets. "What.. If you say my species is fairly new, how do you have that?" I turned my eyes on him, looking up at him since he was probably a good foot taller than me still. It amuses me somewhat to see him with it, but still confused me. "And why a deserted planet? You said you're a retired general, wouldn't that make you in your late years? I'd say sixties or so? If that's the case holy fuck you're much older than me." I said, considering I was only in my early twenties.

    "You'd be correct, but in terms of your lifespan, I would be in my twenties as well," I explained, sliding the device into my pocket. "And yes, your species is still fairly new to us. We've more or less noticed you in our travels, but only recently started paying attention to you. Why, I'm not sure." I shrugged. "One thing, though, you are certainly brave. Like what you did with Kai before. For someone your size - no offense meant - that's pretty impressive," I said honestly, smiling at her. Unknown to me, the virus was picking a real bad time to get hyper again. Slowly but surely escalating, it started messing with Ayo's neurons one by one.

    I nodded slowly. "But why a deserted planet?" I asked again, leaning against the wal. I shifted my weight slightly, not knowing of the change with the virus. I subconsciously took a step away because, deep in the back of my mind, I knew the virus seemed to be choosing this moment to start acting up. I didn't know it for sure though, but when I felt my body start to heat up I knew what was going on. I swallowed thickly, allowing myself to move away from him again. Expect.. I moved closer. "Not every human is brave. Just us that protect others. Others will sell you out for their own good and not think twice. I am not brave, you should have seen me when I was growing up." I was the quiet one in school, but I skipped classes, worked my ass off, raised the brothers I had lost years ago, helped my mother that couldn't work anymore. I didn't have a high school diploma. I didn't finish. I dropped out my senior year, finished work, and went to the military before my 18th. Two years in I lost my eyesight and my right hand (and forearm but I didn't tell Syphis that), and my lung. I got promoted when I was nineteen and have been in the same position for two years, knowing if I did I would have to leave my men under the supervision of someone else. I didn't trust anyone to look after my men, my family. I looked at my feet. Who was watching them now while I'm stuck up here? My body aches for them and because the stupid virus.

    "Because I just want to be left alone. People keep calling me for stupid reasons, because they think I enjoy doing them, particularly for war. I may have once, when I was younger, but then I changed. I lost my taste for battle. That's why I resigned, but just when I think I'm out," and I frowned darkly. "They pull me back in again. I'm tired of having to be someone else hitman or cleaner. Once I'm out, I'm going to stay out and not miss a thing about it." I shivered, partly out of anger, and I breathed, calming myself down, and let Ayo tell me her story. "You know, that's still bravery in a sense. You may have had ups and downs, but you charged through. Before you were in the military, before you got your robotics, before you dropped out, you were already a hero." And I meant every word. Either coincidence or more bad timing, the virus responded by going with all brute force, finally fed up with being idle.

    I licked my lips as I listened, turning my eyes on him. By the time he finished his speeches, my body hummed and begged for some form of touch. I tried to resist by waking away from him and sitting on the desk, putting some distance between us. "Thank you," I said. "For still believing I am brave." My teeth clenched together and my hand--the robotic one--bent the metal of the desk as I grasped at it to keep from walking to him. "D-damn I really wish we weren't in the same room." I hissed through gritted teeth. I could feel the virus functioning full force, my body now ached to be touched, and in more ways than one apparently. I feared I wouldn't be able to resist this virus long.

    "Is it the virus again? Try distracting yourself," I suggested, looking around for something that wasn't me. My hand reached into my pocket, and I pulled out the DS. "Umm...DS?" I asked, kind of spit-balling, but I thought it would be a good distraction. Leaving it on the desk next to Ayo, I ran back into the closet, partly to find something else, partly so that seeing me wouldn't make the effects worse. I didn't realize that they already were getting worse. Sensing the resistance being made, the virus started messing with the logical part of Ayo's brain, attempting to get her to submit to her desires.

    "Yeah the virus." I growled, watching him with angered yet lustful eyes. I'd damn this fucking virus to the fiery pits of hell and any fire planet out there if I could. It shouldn't have been created. I thought darkly. But you know you want him, The virus was messing with my thoughts. No it's not. You were already attracted to him. Yeah no. When I first met him I was locked in a cell AFTER I was abducted by him. But you grew to like him in the short time. My mind continued to speak; my fingers reached for the DS. I tried to play it so I didn't look over at him or think about him. The logical side of me was already bucking under the pressure of the virus. Come on. Just try it. Maybe he feels the need too. Just give in. My logical side was failing me. What if he does? I thought, eyes on the game, my thumbs not moving. I crossed my legs, but I could still feel the wetness of my sex. He does, there is no "what if" it's a no brainer. Why else would he be trying to find a cure for you? Anyone else would tell you to suck it up and deal with it. And why else would he be nice? Face the facts, he digs you. I could feel myself look to the closet. What if, just what if, he liked me?

    I had this odd feeling that the virus was messing with Ayo's thoughts, and that just made me move quicker. "Shit, not that...maybe this...No, I'm not going to have her knock herself out." Although that might have to be the case, I pondered, and shuddered. I'd rather not give Ayo a splitting headache. "How are you holding up? You OK? Stare at the ceiling or something!" I yelled out, trying my best to help her combat her situation. The pathogen was getting tired of the resistance, and started tussling with Ayo's intelligence, making her thoughts hazy and more foggy.

    Either my will itself was strong or I just knew how to resist viruses and pathogens alike very well. Well, maybe not. I had set the handheld game on the desk and got up. I felt my flesh hand leave the table and my robotic one gripped the metal desk harder. My flesh hand touched my head. I couldn't think straight anymore. "I doubt staring at a ceiling would help." I groaned as I tried to keep myself from going to him. What would hurt giving in? Would it ruin whatever we had? We didn't even have anything going on, so what could happen?

    "Works for me! Imagine a wall! Like a big wall in front of your mind where nothing can get in or out!" I suggested helpfully, not daring to come back out still. This was making me rather tense, for a lot of things could happen if Ayo gave out. I, for one, would not take advantage of her - it was against my morals. Two, it would not be her doing this, mostly of course, and I wanted her to have her free will back. Three, and this was something I hid, I felt sympathy for her, and it made me feel obligated to find a cure for her. All the more to fight this thing.


    The virus was very good at fighting as well, except it was more subtle. It kept toying with Ayo, pressing at her barriers, slipping in and suggesting gently to wear her down. Don't fight it. You know you want it. You crave it. You desire it. Let go of your silly thoughts. It's your purpose.

    I gripped the table harder. "My purpose?" I whispered, eyes narrowed. My logical side maybe off, but I knew that my purpose wasn't to procreate. "My purpose isn't to reproduce. It's to protect the innocent." I said more to myself than Syphis. I growled as I forced myself away from the closet where Syphis was. I looked over any way to get out and then looked down at my hands. One was metal and robotics and built into my nervous system. The other was human flesh and blood. I licked my lips. My body ached for the touch of someone else, but I didn't want it truly. "Jesus I need to get out this room before things go bad." I looked to the closet and moved as far back as I could, looking to the shut door again. I slid down the wall and held my head in my hands. What.. Why? Why would this virus try and say my purpose was to procreate? That wasn't my purpose. I know my purpose. And if that's the case, why do it want me? "This isn't my purpose." I didn't have the best hold on the virus, but I had enough to last a little longer without going to him. Just... I didn't know how long I could last being in the same room as him.

    Silly woman. It's not procreation. It's submission. You will long to submit, to be dominated, to have someone ravish you. You will enjoy it. You cannot fight for much longer. I'm in your head, you see? I can take away your intelligence. I can make you want to be dominated. You will soon see... (Someone give this thing a medal for Villain of the Year) "Eh, what's that? Oh, wait hold on, I might have something?" I called, not quite hearing what Ayo was saying to herself, or knowing about the crisis in her brain. "AHA, a mirror! Stare at yourself, and not anything else and...actually, I'm kind of doubting how useful that would be. FUCK!"

    "I do not submit to anyone." I growled to myself as I looked at the ground. I licked my lips, closing my eyes. "I don't even submit to you." I spoke mostly to the virus than to Syphis. I lifted my gaze onto him. "This virus is fucking with my head." I hissed. "Either lock me down or find a way to get that blasted door open." I suddenly let out a breath of relief. "It's gone for now." I said as I looked up at him. Sweat rested on my forehead as I looked at him. "It's toying with me," I said softly. I was trying to say it. "It was trying to get me to submit. To want to be dominated. I can't stand it." I looked him dead in the eye. "Nothing not even this blasted virus will make me submit and be dominated and, sheesh, nobody and nothing will make me do that." I narrowed my eyes on him. "No matter my feelings to the person."

    "Well, it obviously has been tangling with the wrong host," I noted gravely, walking out of the closet after finding nothing else that could be helpful. "But be careful still. It may not be letting off, just lulling you into a false sense of security. It may still be trying something to get you to crumble." I let the warning sink in, then tried the door again. "SHIT, it's still stuck. And we're still stuck with each other until it opens, so keep yourself distracted." My warning had a substance of truth to it. The virus was taking a more quiet approach by sucking away at what made Ayo Ayo. It made itself stronger by feeding on her intelligence, targeting her morals, her knowledge, and amplifying her carnal desires.

    I'll check it now//


    I nodded at his warning and pushed myself up, walking away from him. I glanced back at him as I entered the bathroom, mumbling to myself as I tapped at my robotic forearm, touching the holographic buttons that appeared to activate my nanobots full functioning. They'd now work against the virus to give us more time at finding a cure. I let the skin reappear as I walked back out. "Without the virus period, and we knew either more, would you ever even think of doing that?" I asked him. I was curious and my curiosity got the best of me. This certainly had nothing to do with the virus.

    "Not in a million years. Highly immoral on a billion levels," I stated simply, walking over to the desk to see if I could reboot the computer. "FUCK THIS STUPID FUCKING COMPUTER! I swear, this has to be either one of my lousy days or the entire universe is against me today. First, I have a run in with my old friend/enemy, then power goes out, you have a virus that's trying to turn you into some...god, I can't find a word nice enough for it, and we have nothing to fight it with, except your robotics, which will be helpful but we still don't know how long you can fight it. Fan fucking-tastic." With a sigh of exasperation, I sat down on the desktop, rubbing my cranium in agitation.