Her cry

"It has always been you. I've always been loving you in my own Earther way, you silly. That's all I know now. I kept changing colors on the surface but the Earth has given me the organ called a heart, and mine has only been drumming for you since the day you appeared in my life in your own way. If you listen closely you will notice. 

I don't think I'm able to hide or lie to myself anymore, I've run out of all excuses... I'm sorry I said I hate you and all sorts of things. I don't believe there should be reason and logic to put us into words... When you looked into my eyes, my world crumbled. I don't remember it clearly, but my world crumbled. I remember the tears throughout the night, that's all I remember... I had been locking myself up so my spirit shall not be free, because if free, she could only fly in one direction, straight into you.

I'm made for you just like you're made for me... How I wish I could obtain knowledge about the life we had before. What world was it? In what way did we exist? How did we contain the flame between us without burning us up? Or was it in the endless liquid substance and all we had was tranquility and calmness? Was it common then? Being like us in our original system? I still have a million questions, I always have. Now you are gone and I might never get my answers.

The moment when you left, you took half of my heart away. It has been half hollow since and I put a lock on it. If you ever come back, find me here on Earth, whispering in my ears shall you obtain the key to open my lock, hence again my heart would be full and she would rhyme with you...

Goodbye, my love, I will be here waiting for you. Come back to me as how you always were." 

Sober night

"I missed you."

"I've missed you too. But I still don't know who are you truly and who am I? And something of you has changed, I can feel. Or not. I just don't know anything about you. You never really shared information and knowledge with me, in my host planet's way I mean."

"Are you comfortable here? Are you content with your staying here on your host planet?"

"I am. I am happy here."

"Do you still cry like before?"

"Hmmm, yes and no. But I think Earth has grown into me gradually. There is a different voice, a different figure, developed over time inside of my host body. Whenever I was caught searching and longing for you, she told me to stop and she thinks I'm extremely stupid."

"That's how you stopped yourself from pain right?" 

"Yes."

"That's perfect. With her help, you will eventually fully adapt to Earther's life. And that's what I want for you. Nevertheless, don't let her overpower you and put you down, as long as she could help you stop the pain, that's enough. Be strong to hold the line, when you are not remembering me anymore, she won't be needed. At this point, the less you know is better for you. All you need to know is our, your original system is on the edge of total destruction. I won't be able to stay here with you, I have to go back. But you should stay and become one of them, to continue the existence."

"Do I have a choice?"

"Not really..."

"Do I get to know the truth?"

"Not really..."

"Then I hate you now. Maybe it's better that I stay here. I will have less and less of you, and more and more of them."

"You will be one of them, but you will always be different. You won't remember me much longer, but I will always be in you. You are the continuance of my own existence."

"Do you still desire me like how the Earthers do?"

"Yes, I do. I never stopped. I have never been away from you."

"Ya, I know. But this is goodbye then?"

"Yes, this is goodbye, my love. I won't be able to appear in front of you like this anymore."

"...farewell then, my sweet baby that I never got to know; farewell then, the other world that I would never be able to see; farewell then, my life and my love that will soon disappear like it never happened before. Forgive me for not knowing and not being there for you. Forgive me for turning into one of them and parting from where I was from. Forgive me..."

Those pills

"So you hurt?"

"I, I don't know... yes, maybe... It's not like bruise or anything like that, just that most times I find myself bleeding a little when cleaning up..."

"Was he rough on you?"

"No, no... he's not like that... He's a very decent man, very sweet with me, I think he thought that's what I wanted..."

"Was it what you wanted?"

"I, I don't know... I did come and that very intensely. So maybe he thought that's what I needed..."

"Is it your only way, or most preferable way to reach climax?"

"No..."

"And you're hurt. So did you talk to him about it?"

"No, I didn't..."

"Why?"

"Because I kinda felt, deep down it's what he really wanted... not throughout the time, but a short 5-10 minutes in between, he got to be the animal men are supposed to be...I don't know... aren't they all? And I don't want to suppress it you know..."

"So you're ok with being a prey for a short time, even being hurt physically, and not planning to change that? Then what's the purpose of your visit today? Is there something else?"

"Uhh, no... I don't know..."

"What is it?"

"I started crying recently..."

"When? When he's hurting you?"

"No, no he's not hurting me. But I found myself crying."

"Does he know?"

"No..."

"So you hide it?"

"Yes..."

"Why do you cry?"

"I don't know... recently it's just been very automatic, whenever I feel that he's..."

"Recently? Then why did you when you first found yourself in such state?"

 "I don't know... I..."

"Were you thinking about something else? Or someone else maybe?"

"I..."

......

Ofalbert found herself in sit-up position, abruptly in response to the sharp siren of morning alarm.

"Come out of your room immediately, gather at the hall! Have your body temperature checked and submit to your ovulation test!" 

The speaker on top of the cctv camera mandated, Mrs. Roe's sharp unpleasant voice.

The cctv camera was moving slightly from left to right then up to down, as if it was the one who just spoke, but clearing throat and adjusting facial expression right after.

A spinning sensation passed from Ofalbert's head to the lower part of her body. She almost tumbled down on the ground had she not grabbed hold of the linens drapping down the side of the bed. 

"Damn, those pills they force us to take!"

Desert night

"Your tears... such an intricate composition yet so rich in you... You are made of water you know, the most precious resource for your current planet. Not all of them are like you, in fact, hardly anyone... As I gain more familiarity, I take more liking to the key ingredient for the forming and sustaining of all life on your host planet. And whenever my thoughts lie on you, I feel the presence of water - clear, soft yet warm, and sweet. I'm learning to understand and appreciate the sensories too you know."

"I just can't stop them flowing down..."

"Of course, you can't, I know. The same with me, as Earthers put it, 'I have never taken even one breath without the deliberation of you'..."

"But who are you truly? And who am I? Why am I never able to see into your eyes, nevertheless the undismissible yearning and sense of belonging?"

"I am you and you are me, you are my vision my mind my perception and I'm your vision your mind your perception. However, you are the one who kept forcing me to stop, forcing yourself to stop, aren't you? I saw you breaking yourself into pieces..."

"Yes, you are a sacred book I am restraining myself from opening... because it's not right..."

"Right or wrong, it's only a socially structured conception limited to your momentary physical being. In our world, which is your original world, the concept of either social or right vs wrong doesn't exist."

"But what about my husband and two sons here? How does this seem just to them?"

"They are ultimately the extension of you. They are a part of you thus they are a part of me. I have never perceived them as alien, they reside in each and every one of my thoughts on you."

"And why was I sent here, the Earth? Separated from you?"

"You will know when you ought to know. And I'm never separated from you, so should you know. Time or space, concepts again belonging solely to your host planet." 

"When will you come into me again, holding me up in my most desirable posture, so tight and close? Or only slithering in in the wild raining desert night like tonight?"

"I will be torn to see you carry my pieces, lost in the struggle of daily life you yet to continue. As for how much I crave a somatic moment with you, I resolutely contain myself from tampering...but I miserably failed to tonight..."

"I think I can feel now, you are in me as I am in you. However much my body feels the screaming and burning, you have passed the tranquility to me, deep down in my soul..."   

"My love, my friend, my soul, just march on whatever way you desire ok? Keep your head high and do as you please. I am enwrapped in each of your breaths and touch, never to depart..."

"You are me and I am you."

Scenario No. 1

"Today's February 10th, human-Earth year of 3059. This is the captain of Spaceshuttle I-287, Mission i-Scapar. 

I do not know when and how you would be receiving this, what form you are, fully organic or otherwise. I did encrypt this message to circumvent cyborg surveillance.

I'm still in disbelief this turning to be my last message and most unforeseeably the last recording of any original human form. 

I try my best to not make this emotional.

....

How did we get here? 

The key to this question is not 'how', but 'we'. 

Who were we? 

....

I believe the end began with the maturation of the incubator tech. Corporations like Encubae and iWomb had set trends and eventually dominated our lifestyle for the past 500 human years. Before you knew it, human females had finally realized their freedom by unchaining their bodies to be reproduction tools. 

They'd struggled for thousands of human years, they'd tried every method possible. Somehow, something to do with the complicated natures of humans, they'd never been able to escape the fate of lying under, being bonded by their flesh and being consumed for their organic ability. 

In the end, a swept-through solution came as simple as an i-incubator. 

It was a big step, it was progress, a celebration. At least in the beginning.

At about the 15th generation of iWomb, more and more studies emerged connecting the substantial rise of extremism and authoritarianism to the exhaustion and fight over natural resources; to the emergence of militarizing cyborg groups; but most fundamentally, to human's disconnection to motherly love which is selfless, giving and unconditional. 

Turned out that love from organic mothers to babies was the one and only core pillar of humanity. The maternity and paternity period of carrying children in organic wombs was the most crucial element of this pillar.

Over the years women did close the pay gap, root out body objectification, take equal control of politics. But generation after generation, when human women and men had gradually absolved themselves of the responsibility of producing and raising up offspring, something at the core of humanity had also shifted.

To start with, humans had never reached a republic union, there had always been a wide divide between democratic and authoritarian sovereignties. The worsening situation on natural resources and the environment foreshadowed the disintegration of numerous unions among democratic sovereignties. 

By the end of the 2nd millennium, instead of being blurred out and disappearing as people at the beginning of the 2nd millennium predicted, the concept of 'Nation State' had manifested in its most extreme form human's ever seen. Extreme nationalism started to be a norm not only in authoritarian regimes, but pested like a pandemic in democratic fronts. 

The true break came when cyborg tech reached its peak: transferring brain activities over. 'Up to 99.8% of brain function remains', at least that's what they, the scientists and tech associates who were bought by the powerful, told the public. By then, corruption had already reached academia, corporation RnD, even a web of independent institutions. 

With the endless efforts of infiltration and instigation from the sinful forever-lasting empires, iron figures now obtained immortality rose from howlings of nationalism. Simultaneously in almost all of the major democracies. 

Before we knew it, war was on the horizon. Not between different governing forms, but colonization of the whole solar system by militarized cyborg armies. 

Turned out that cyborgs had gradually taken control over almost all of the proto-sovereignties, as well as formed a new alliance. Aiming to exploit all the resources in the solar system and build a bigger cyborg/cylon army to take down the whole Milky Way. 

Earth has finally once and for all united, under metals and minerals. Any other form of living has been considered hostile and an obstacle to expansion.  

When you put dictators' greed and ego into machines, that surely was the end of any organic living. 

Our shuttle belonged to an underground escape effort made by a group of human scientists and industrialists. Over the course of 50 human years, cyborgs eliminated almost 200 of our shuttles. 

We were one of the lucky seven who successfully jumped, hid for two years, and planned to meet up in randevu three systems away. 

But today is not our day. I believe all the other six have been exposed and wiped out, hence my farewell message.

I will also attach an info patch with my message, therefore whoever you are, may get to know more about us once-lived humans.

Also, consider this a warning of the incoming invasion of cyborg/cylon armies, no matter where you are in the Milky Way. 

Good luck my friend. Captain of I-287, Mission i-Scapar, signing off."