The Good Reaper (29 page)

We both stared at the ship that was slowly coming closer. It
wasn’t saucer shaped. “Don’t tell me that’s the Greys?” LeAnne said.

The ship moved closer. It appeared to be about four hundred
yards north and about one mile high as it slowly and quietly descended. It was
definitely not Ranjisan. “It’s not us and I don’t think it’s the Greys.”

“Then who is it?” LeAnne asked.

“I haven’t seen anything like it before. The Greys’ ships
are chevron or ‘V’ shaped and dark in color. They are almost invisible except
for their lighting. When seen at night in a dark sky they appear to be
triangular. But this shape reminds me more of a trident spear.”

We watched as the strange ship descended until it was about
fifty feet off the ground. The ship had a central body which came to a sharp
point at both ends. A wing which ran the length of the body protruded from each
side of the main body. The wings pointed toward the rear and looked like the
wings of a bird, narrowing to a sharp point at the end. The curves of the ship
were soft and looked aerodynamic but the sharp points of the wings and nose of
the ship made it look threatening. As I looked closer I could see that the end
points of the wings had additional protrusions that actually made them look
like the blades of a sword. This made the whole experience of being near the
ship, more unsettling. All in all, the ship looked like a war ship. It was dark
metallic in color and the only exterior lighting was a band of dim white lights
that ran down the two sides of the main body.

We sat quietly watching the ominous craft which didn’t move
or make a sound until a section of the property was lit up with white light.
But the light wasn’t a projection coming from the ship. It seemed to have
its own
source. The lighted area which was about one hundred
yards off to the
left,
slowly began to sweep around
toward the house. “Let’s get back in the house,” LeAnne said.

“Yes. Now I know what you felt like when our ships scanned
you.”

“But this feels different. It feels wrong. I get the feeling
they have bad intentions,” LeAnne said. “It’s frightening.”

Everyone else had gone to sleep. Carl Luke was sleeping
quietly in the downstairs bedroom. We turned out all the lights and watched
from the dining room sliding glass doors. The ship light which I assumed was
some sort of remote scan, stopped directly over the house. When we looked up,
we could see the bright light, lighting up the entire house. The light sat atop
the house for about twenty minutes before it suddenly became dark again. A few
minutes later, the ship began to turn slowly while the nose began to point
upward. We quietly stepped back out on the deck just in time to see the ship
move away slowly. We watched until the ship was far away and out of view.

“So what do you suppose that was all about?” LeAnne asked.

“Earth and the human race have caught the attention of at
least one other alien race in addition to us and the Greys. We don’t really
need to worry about the Greys. They just do their odd little experiments and
they don’t seem to have any truly bad intentions. I’m not sure about these
newer visitors. I have a bad feeling about them.”

“The Earth and the rest of the universe have definitely
entered into a new era of intergalactic contact,” I said. “I’m not sure where
it will all lead. At least the human race will be better prepared for it now
than they were before we introduced ourselves. The appearance of these new
visitors is also further proof that the human race needs to come together. I
think that is happening now. If these new visitors pose a threat, at least the
human race will be better prepared to act as one race to defend themselves and
the human race will now have help from our alliance.”

“Maybe they will find the human race to be a useless waste
of time. Maybe they will leave and never come back,” LeAnne said.

“I hope so. Things are going well now for the human race, in
spite of the fact that many people still don’t trust us. Cancer and other
infectious diseases will be completely wiped out within a year. A new team of
specialists are working on an adaptation of the attorobobiotic application that
will attack blood clots in the same manner that it attacks cancer cells. This
will eventually become a preventive treatment to prevent heart attacks and
clot-based strokes.

The environmental team will help to reverse the damage that
has already been done to Earth’s atmosphere. From what I’ve seen since the
announcement, ‘cease fire’ agreements are being reached all over the planet. In
short, the human race is entering a period of enlightenment. The last thing we
need now is interference from a hostile race.”

“I like it when you use the word, ‘we’ to refer to the human
race Naos. You are indeed one of us.”

“And I am happy here LeAnne. There is no place I would
rather be than here with you.”

***

We rarely talked about the strange warship that hovered over
the house, but the mental images of the event were never far from our thoughts,
especially if we were sitting outside in the evening. After that night it
seemed we unconsciously scoured the night sky for the strange ominous ship. We
searched the internet nightly and found nothing. It was hard to believe that we
were the only people who saw the strange ship. We were so scared and excited
that night that we never thought to photograph the ship. LeAnne and I both
hoped that they had found the human race primitive and useless.

Life was good on planet Earth. War and disease were becoming
a thing of the past. LeAnne and I were happy living in beautiful upstate New
York. Carl Luke seemed to outgrow the health problems he was born with and was
developing normally.

We never did see the strange ship again. They probably
decided that humans were a waste of time. That’s good. The sight of that ship
left me with a bad feeling. Something just felt wrong about it. I felt quite
sure that they did not come to Earth to form an alliance and to cure Earthly
diseases. I convinced myself that they would never return. But I wondered if I
was kidding myself. With all of the habitable planets in all the solar systems
throughout the vast universe, the truth is that it is just a matter of time
before some highly advanced, hostile race stumbles upon the beautiful blue
planet.

To this day when I take Ulysses out for his bedtime walk I
instinctively look up at the sky before I do anything else. Without realizing
it, I look in all directions. I still get a slight twitch in my gut each time I
look at the beautiful star filled night sky of the mountains. I breathe a sigh
of relief when all I see are stars. 

LeAnne and I always found things to talk about during our
evenings out on the rear deck although there were nights when we just sat
quietly, waiting to catch a glimpse of a shooting star. But the weather changes
constantly and without warning in upstate New York.

“It’s starting to drizzle,” I said. “Shall we go inside?”

“Yes, but there is one thing I want to talk about before we
go in. It won’t take long,” LeAnne said. “It is amazing to think that after all
these years of human suffering, cancer is finally losing the battle to
medicine,” LeAnne said. “Algol never did explain exactly how the cancer serum
works. Algol promised to explain it to me but he was arrested before he had a
chance to explain it. When he started the serum infusion, he used a laptop to
do something. Now that is weird. What could he possibly be doing on a computer
that has something to do with the cancer serum? We have time now. Can you
explain it?”

“It’s actually a fairly simple process. The human race would
eventually get there, assuming they could overcome all the sabotage initiated
by the greedy pharmaceutical industry. Here is a brief explanation of how the
cure for cancer and other diseases works:

On Ranjisan, the
process is known as
Zaurak
Elakribi
. On Earth,
we’ve roughly translated it to
Attorobobiotics
. The first thing to keep
in mind is that an attometer (am) is equal to a quintillionth of a meter.
There’s no need to try and comprehend how small that is. Human researchers are
currently learning about Nanoscience. A nanometer is one-billionth of a meter
so imagine how small an attometer is.

Attorobobiotics
combines attoscience with biology and robotics. Just think about that statement
for a moment.

So, it is less
about traditional medical treatments which are derived from animal and plant
life and more about computer science. The key is in the imaging. It would be
impossible for a living being to work with a pod that is one quintillionth the
size of a meter, even under the most intense magnification. Humans are on the
right path making great strides in nanoscience. However, nanoscience is not
enough. We need to go much, much deeper to successfully combine robotics and
biology. Ranjisan treatment of cell and infectious disease uses computer code
to manipulate the attrobots (pods or bots). Attrobots are made of a
Ranjisi-made cell-like material that took many years to develop. Attrobots are
smaller than anything the mind can comprehend. That is why it took computer
code to develop attorobobiotic technology. Attrobots are so tiny that thousands
of them can fit into an area a fraction of the size of a grain of sand.

For new diseases,
we begin with a physical specimen from a biopsy. The specimen is DNA sequenced
and the model is uploaded to a new version of the attorobobiotics software
application. It is then linked to a unique identifying number.

The serum,
consisting of millions of un-programmed attrobots is then injected into the
bloodstream of the patient. Each attrobot also has its own attro radio antennae
linked to the identifier. Once the attrobots are circulating through the
bloodstream, the code is sent from a computer console to the attrobots. The
code activates the bots which become warriors, seeking out the enemy. The enemy
can be a virus or a cluster of cancer cells. It can take up to twenty four
hours for the attrobots to locate the virus or cancer cells. Once they are near
the virus, they are programmed to exit the blood system at the narrowest point.
Attrobots can also cauterize the exit point of the vein to prevent bleeding.

After locating the
virus or cancer cell, the attrobots attach themselves to the virus wall,
freezing, suffocating and finally dissolving them without harming any healthy
tissue. When we are sure the patient is fully cured, a final sequence of code
is sent to the attrobots causing them to self-destruct. For known and treated
diseases, the DNA model is already part of the program. All that needs to be
done is to assign the unique identifier to the “patient- specific” version of
the application. Then the attrobots are triggered using the computer console.
Early diagnosis of cancer can be treated and cured with one treatment. Advanced
cases will require four to eight treatments. The patient may begin to respond
after the first treatment but subsequent treatments are required for full and
permanent remission.

So, there you have it.
The simple and
complex cure for any and all diseases.”

“Why do the pods have to be so small,” LeAnne asked.

“The pods need to be small enough to be invisible to the
white blood cells. Although the white blood cells would not be able to destroy
the pods, massive attacks on the pods by white blood cells would cause extreme
side effects in patients.”

“So, you cured me by injecting thousands of little robots
into my bloodstream and these robots did a search and destroy on the cancer
cells without harming the surrounding cells or tissue. And now, thanks to your
amazing people who we are sending away, the human race is developing and using
this same technology?”

“The human race would have eventually evolved into
robobiotic thinking
on their own
. It’s all so simple
and logical. Using robobiotics, we are in control. We don’t need to search for
enzymes in rare exotic plants.”

“With robobiotics or more specifically attorobobiotics, we
are only limited by our own imagination.”

“All we did was
nudge
the human
race into their own future.”

“You do have a deep affection for the human race,” LeAnne
said. “You should tell them. You should tell us.”

“Tell them? What do you mean?”

“You should tell the human race how you feel about us. Write
a letter or something. Tell everyone why you came here and why you fell in love
with us or something like that.”

“I could write something but who would I send it to?”

“Maybe the editor of the New York Globe.
Maybe they would print it.”

“I’m not much of a writer,” I said.

“Maybe just a couple of paragraphs.
It might help and it might make you feel better.”

“I will give it some thought LeAnne.”

New York Globe

Dear Editor and readers,

I am Naos Oriel-
Achernar
. My
Earthly human name is Luke Riley. Some of you may already know that I am from
the planet we call Ranjisan. I came to planet Earth about five years ago as
part of our study of the human race. I thought you should also know how I first
became interested in the human race and human culture. Something extraordinary
caught my attention. It was human arts; music, literature and film. There was
passion in everything I saw. I wanted to experience it. I wanted to feel that
passion. I wanted to be a part of it.

We do have art on Ranjisan. We have live acted drama and
painted art and we do have music. But nothing reaches the emotional level of
the music of the human race. It touches something deep inside me, whether it’s
classical, jazz, country, blues or rock and roll. I confess
,
I became obsessed with the whole rock scene. From The Beatles to The Foo
Fighters, it’s all wonderful and addicting. It’s like a renaissance of music
filled with raw emotion. It drew me in and won’t let me go.