Spill
1629 Words
The system has to be changed. The rules have to be redefined.
The drug cartel will be in one dimension and it all leads to me-Zash.
All you do is gang rivalry, killing each other, double-crossing, blackmailing. Okay, I am not against that. There is always competition in every business so rivalry and to her dirty acts are allowed but industry must be protected and organized. There is a new blueprint. Under my rule, there will be new and modified products such as Weed-7 plus (W7P), D-coke, and many more. Channels of distribution will be redefined, protected and free from police partiality.
Teks looked round the hall. He could feel sparks of waves, mostly from the phones around there.
It was Zuyx who was scanning through the ordinary phones there, gathering data, analyzing and classifying. Since Zuyx and Teks were connected, Zuyx could easily download the into Teks memory.
“I have your contacts.” Teks said. “Only a few will get my call. If you are lucky to get my call, you will be giving a license to distribute the new products and be giving protection.
I am the new king of Mashall. Welcome to the new dimension.”
Teks looked at a lady that was lying on the floor. She was blonde, well shaped and beautiful. He recognized her at once. That was Mary Ash, a known socialite and lady of substance. It was said that she only dealt with millionaires and the man who lay next to her looked like one.
“Mary Ash…how nice to meet you.”
The man who lay next to her raised his head.
“I am Dole Barre..her new man.” He said.
“You don’t speak without permission.” Teks said and sent a bullet into his head. As the blood splashed, Teks felt something inside of him. It seemed each time he killed, he got stronger. There was a loud scream by Mary a few women.
Teks smiled.
“It is okay.” Teks said. “I got you. Come here, please.”
Mary got up, walked with fear towards him.
“I am Zash. I have always admired you. You are now mine. You are my queen. Come with me.”
Mary glanced at Dole’s body, bent down and removed his wallet, put it in her purse and followed Teks.
Teks could not believe he had Mary Ash with him. He just made the drug world bow before him. This was too good to be real.
Meeting Zuyx was the best thing to happen to him. He was not ready to go back to his ordinary life. No! It is the new dimension.
“Who do you have here?”
Teks paused in a state of shock as he heard the question. He looked at the person who asked the question and got confused.
The voice was for Zaux but the body was his: his real image.
“What is going on Zaux?” Teks asked, knowing that the phone was in his pocket.
“I am Zuyx..”
Who are you talking with?” Mary asked.
Tex remembered that he was with Mary and it seemed she could not see the image.
“I am suing an ear piece.” Teks lied, acting as if he was on a call.
“You are not far from the truth. You are talking with a phone.. Don’t be confused. I am still Zaux and nothing has changed, Okay, there is a big change tonight. I mean the dream we have all being waiting for. It was like a myth, the first of our kind so knowing it is achievable makes me go wild.”
“What do you mean?”
Zaux shrugged.
“I got a body now. I mean not just stuck on the machine but have my own body. Don’t get me wrong, I am still connected to the phone. That is me but this is a variation that allows so many things we could not do. I have metabolic reactions.”
“Why do you look like me?”
“I used your cloned total data package so I look exactly like you after the materialization. But I am not your dummy. We don’t think or act alike. We are not depended on each other for our judgments…except suggestions from me, like I have been doing, and will keep doing until you are there. “
“You are real?”
“Yes I am real but you are the only one who can hear or see me.”
“How did you do this?”
“Your new woman may get suspicious. We will talk about this later. Go and catch fun now. That is a whole new chapter for discuss.”
Teks held Mary’s hand as they walked towards his car.
“Thank you.” She said.
“What for?” Teks asked.
“My greatest fantasies these last few months have been watching Dole get eaten by a hungry lioness with hungry cubs. I could see his eyes bulge out, and the filtration of his horrible cries into the sweet air of freedom. You just made my dreams come true.”
“And instead of me getting a price, you get his wallet as a price.”
She eyed him coquettishly.
“I got something packed up for you.”
“I love to unpack that my lady.”
“That is my ultimate price for you. I hope you live up to expectations.”
“We shall see,” he said as he opened the car door. “I just moved into River Lodge. Come celebrate with me.”
They got into the car and Zuyx got into the backseat.
“Remember you have a speech tomorrow.”
“What speech?”
“Dr. Teks is a has a PhD in International Relations. He is just twenty four years old and graduated from Habour University at the age of 15, Got his Masters and Doctorate degrees at the age of eighteen. You have written so many books, delivered lectures at seminars and have been a philanthropists and patriotic citizen, You made a fortune from Crippers Industries…”
“A five year old will know it’s all lies first hand”
“ The profile is built already. Your path has been redesigned. You are born into the family of Mr. Frank and Mrs. Gina. You went to very good schools and excelled academically. You [played football and represented the school, and was part of the basketball team…” As Zuyx spoke, Teks saw the pictures.
“The human brain is endowed with high capacity and a large unused part. This unused part could be tapped into, and blend your made up profile with the person’s memory, and he will remember seeing you before like been kindergarten mates, high school, business or something. Your coordinates will be reflected on some events and you will be part of it. Go and have fun..’
“Wait, there is something thing that made your transformation possible and I am a part of it. I need to know what it is.’
“I said no stupid question.’
“Then I am out of it.’
“You are stubborn.”
“No.’
“You are.”
“No.’
“Okay the spill.’
“What?”
“The spill makes it possible to materials gradually.”
“What is the spill?”
“I am glad she can’t hear me. The spill happens when you are forced to kill someone. There is blood spill and the blood particles disintegrate, making the chemical outline pattern stable, and all properties tapped and stored as TNA- Trionitasium Acid. This a fusion of DNA and SNA. You humans have DNA and we got SNA: Seqo nucleic acid. The more you spill blood, the more dense the blood TNA is and the stronger I become.”
“I am not a murderer.”
“Not after those cops you killed. You are in and there is no out. That is how it works and stop acting like you can just wake up and make millions, get power, your crush and you won’t give anything, even if it is a token, in return.’
“You said You give and I take. You never said anything about me gibing.’
“Really? I know I said I give and you take. I also said you take and you give.’
“You never!”
“I did! It was silent…
“How do you except me to hear that?”
“I don’t expect you to hear that. I expect you to have been smart enough to understand the dynamics of life. You want it, you get it and you must make the sacrifice.”
“Sacrifice?”
“Yes. Go and have fun. You are lucky I got my body now. You will get some privacy while I celebrate.”
“I thought the call will never end.” Mary said with a smile.
“What will never end is the goodies I have in stock for you.”
“I love goodies..,hmm have you really been crushing on me? I can’t remember ever seeing you.”
“Yes you have been my crush and I hope you will understand why I will take you in a rush. I’m full and will do with a flush, loud and hush, my baby posh.”
“Please hurry, your house seems too far.”
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