Conversations
Musing on with scenario's of Doylen, Chandra, and the Lupins.
Enjoy
Part 2.
Doylen looked at the old man.. Doctor Chandra the father of the Lupins. If was only a few hours before the new Lupin was to be untanked and Doylen was curious, puzzled about a species that he had never given much thought to before.
"Doctor" "Please Doylen - I prefer just Chandra" "Ok Chandra - I know that the Lupins are grown from genetic templates precoded for varius traits, I know that during their growth they have education and langauge imprinted onto their brains. But how much of what they do is of free will"
Chandra smiled "A lot.. all we really give them is a basic concept of good and evil, some laws to protect humanity, battle skills and language. Making the genetic templates was easy " the old man chuckled "fighting with the generals not to turn them into just pure killers was not. I ended almost having to decide if the Lupins.. my children and friends were never to be at all"
"Your children"
"yes. Doylen - I know the church as several views on me. Let me just say that my sexual preferences are one that the church also despises"
Doylens eyes widened at a group of possibilities including interspecies
"No Doylen - I prefer human males and.. well - if I was much younger and the Lupins existed then possibly them as well."
Doylen smiled "Although I have heard that the Lupins and Humans are.. compatible in that regard. Could a humans and a lupin.. I mean fertile.."
"No.. Well not yet. That was one of the changes. The Lupins are essentially sterile and can only produce through cloning however it would be but a small thing to change the template to make them fertile and produce females as well. I hope that I live to see that day"
"They or Marcus called you Father."
"Yes. Although I am homosexual I still wanted to have children. Young ones to care for and to help mould into being better than I. To make the world a better place. And in my vanity I contributed some of my DNA. So in essence yes - I am their father."
Doylen was silent for a while thinking. He was a man, a soldier who after many wars decided to join the church to do good and attone for what he consider his sins against his fellow man. As such his skills were recognised by the Church and he was put in charge of security of some of the higher echloens. When Tripart announced their discoveries and it was realised that God was nolonger the only Being to create life he was privy to many of the heated discussions and yes he had been instructed to organise some of the more... effective protests where buildings were burnt and the abominations boiled and died unborn in their flasks. And yet.. yet he now worked and fought alongside of these same abominations and one who had consider him a friend.
"Doylen.. Doylen" He was brought from his thoughts by Chandra patting him on his arm "You seemed a little lost there"
Doylen sighed "Sorry - I was remember some things.. Some things that I did that I was not proud of - yet instructed to do so by others"
Chandra nodded and spoke softly "Doylen, Father Edmond Doylen. Formally of the SAS and left to join the clergy. Head of security for the Papelcy who also organinsed and led the raids on the Stockholm Institute. Burning the building to the ground and killing over a thousand unborn lupins.."
Doylen started "You.. You knew!!"
"I saw the video tapes of the protests and the chuch was not exactly inconspicious in it's actions. But no matter - what is past is past and all we can do is recognise our errors and move on." Chandra smiled "No Doylen I hold you no malice, you were a tool - misused by people who did not understand, who let their fears override them. But I am sure if you were instructed to do again you would refuse knowing what you know now"
"yes.. Yes - I would have done that.. refused."
A soft chime on Chandra's wrist signals something "Come Doylen - it's time."
Light, confusion, the feeling of warmth receeding from me and the weight. My legs sagged and gave way and I fell to be supported by something. Someone!! I coughed.. vomiting fluid from my lungs and then took a breath. OHHH It Burns.. Then another and another. Arms held me and I heard muffled voices as I flicked my ears to clear them. Something wrapped me and rubbed against my fur drying and warming me. I opened my eyes and saw two forms. One an old man standing back and the other a man battered and scarred by the years who held and supported me. I was thinking clearer now as my memories sorted.
Looking at the man who held me I smiled "Hello.. I'm Marcus"
The man who held me started to weep. What had I done?
"Hello Marcus.. I'm Doylen, I hope we can be friends"
Friends - I mulled over the concepts yes Friends
"Hello Doylen - I.. think I would like that very much." and gently licked away his tears.
-Fin-