Copyright
1999, Lyta. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be re-posted in part
or in full without written permission from me.
Disclaimer:
Gene Roddenberry’s Earth: Final Conflict is copyright 1998, Tribune
Entertainment Co. Its characters are used without permission, no infringement
is intended.
Rating:
PG
Title:
The Earliest Days
Author:
Lyta
Lyta_1028@yahoo.com
Summary:
Jonathan Doors takes the first steps in the organization of the Resistance
Spoilers
for “The Once and Future World” and The
Arrival by Fred Saberhagen.
“The Earliest
Days”
They buried his wife and father on the same day.
Perhaps it was fitting that the day of the funeral was a miserable one, as
though even the Earth itself mourned the two snatched from life as a result of
Taelon actions. Jonathan Doors watched the coffins of two of the three people
he loved more than life itself being lowered into the ground with a face
seemingly carved of granite. He knew that if he let one iota of his feelings
out then he would be hard pressed not to do something stupid.
His gaze flicked to Da’an, the so-called North
American Companion, but to Doors he was a murderer plain and simple.
“The best con-men in the
galaxy,”
Jubal had called the Taelons after relating his experience with the Taelon
Lekren in 1936. Jonathan shivered in a way that had nothing to do with the
uncharacteristically cold rain that was now falling over southern California.
If Jubal’s prediction was at all accurate then the Taelons would begin
implanting people with CVI’s soon.
‘We have to get our hands on one of those things at
the first opportunity.’ Jonathan thought. He almost broke down and cried at the
thought of the Taelon’s putting one of those things in Joshua. He could not
allow anything to happen to his son, his son who had his mother’s beautiful
eyes.
Amanda…
The rest of the burial service passed in a blur and
he left as early as he could. He drove straight home, heedless of the speed
limits he usually observed and wandered around the grounds of the home he had
until recently shared with his wife, Amanda. Memories of her were everywhere,
in the yellow roses in the garden, the faint wheelchair treads in the hall
carpet, the clothes still hanging in
her closet, and in the furnishings she had chosen. Jonathan loosened his tie
and hung up his coat, Amanda had always hated it when he and Joshua left their
clothes laying about.
Everything seemed so empty without her. For a moment
Jonathan debated whether or not to sell the house, but that seemed a betrayal
of Amanda’s memory. He would not live here much longer but he would eventually
give it to Joshua.
His global beeped, pulling him out
of his reverie and Jonathan quickly put on the impersonal mask again. Renee
Palmer’s face stared at him from the screen. Though she too wore something of a
mask, he could see the concern and understanding in her eyes. From anyone else
it would have made him want to scream, but Renee had lost both a husband and a
child in rapid succession and new what it felt like to have her world pulled
out from under her like a rug.
To her credit, Renee skipped over
the cliched expressions of sympathy and cut right to the chase.
“We went through all of our archeological
sites and compared the symbols against those used by the Taelons. One site was
a perfect match.”
Jonathan slumped into a chair.
Amanda had liked Renee, though she had teased him that she ought to be worried
about her husband spending so much time with a beautiful woman. “Which one?” He
asked, his voice suddenly seemed old and tired to his ears.
“The Peru dig.”
“The one with the structure
underwater?” Jonathan asked dredging up the memory of the briefing had received
on how expensive and difficult any work on that site would be.
“Yes. We had considered it to be too
expensive to excavate, but now it appears that decision will have to be
evaluated again.”
“If its Taelon, I want it excavated,
no matter the price tag. Quietly, use only our best people and make sure no one
finds out. I know this might seem paranoid, but too much of my father’s story
checks out.”
Renee smiled sympathetically. “In
the paranoia department you are far from alone. I attended a meeting by a group
naming itself Black Wednesday that has sworn to remove the Taelon presence from
our planet by any means necessary at the slightest hint of duplicity. They are
only one of hundreds of such groups.”
“See if you can find out how serious they are. Also,
the my father mentioned a device called a cyber viral implant, CVI for short.
Its an device implanted directly in the brain. From what my father told me it
rewires a person’s brain and makes them fanatically loyal to the Taelons. The
sooner we can get our hands on one, the better. Find out who the Taelons would
be likely to recruit and see if we can’t begin cultivating them, but at the
first sniff of a CVI pull out. I don’t want our mission coming to Taelon
attention just yet.”
“I understand. I’ve already got some
of the best people working on translating the Taelon language. Its pretty complex,
but they estimate eight months to a year given the examples from Peru as well
as the news.”
“Good work and keep me informed.”
He laid his global on a table and
stared out the window. “We’ll beat them Dad, I’ll make sure we find a way, no
matter what it takes.”
***
Jonathan had always had a great deal
of appreciation for competent military types. Unlike the late Colonel Shelby, Captain
Lili Marquette seemed to exude confidence and professionalism. It had taken him
quite some time to find someone in a position in a position as close to the Taelons
as hers, but it had been worth the wait.
Your main assignment is two-fold:
information retrieval and the recruitment of new agents. I am particularly
interested in scientists with access to their technology. WE cannot win if we
don’t know what they can do.”
“I’ve worked undercover before.”
Lili reminded him calmly. That she kept her cool elevated his respect for her
several notches.
“For brief periods of time, yes. I saw
your record and it is quite impressive. But this assignment could have a duration
of years. I want you to insure that you are not caught. If the Taelons find
such a high ranking Resistance agent it would prompt them to look harder for
others. Our intelligence network is still relatively weak as it is.”
“I understand.”
“One last thing.” Jonathan leaned
forward and looked deeply into Lili’s eyes to gauge her reaction to what he was
about to say. She did not pull back or flinch. “I’ve heard disturbing rumors
about Taelon interrogation methods…”
Lili laughed. “If I’m caught I know
how to take advantage of opportunities.”
“Good, then I look forward to
hearing from you again.”
***
The woman left, closing the door
quietly behind him and Jonathan leaned back in his chair. When Dr. Julianne
Belman had first approached a local cell with an offer of information two weeks
ago he had been skeptical. Screenings and checks had seen her cleared through
the various security curtains until she was brought to his office after being
intercepted on her way home from work. Even Lili Marquette expressed her
confidence in the doctor.
Jonathan fingered the cool plastic
of the case Belman had given him and smiled. It had taken them over a year, but
the Taelons finally had begun using cyber viral implants as Jubal had feared.
The first was on James Pike, a notorious serial killer. After the operation,
Belman had been disturbed by how easily the Taelons could alter someone’s
loyalties and personality. Her discomfort level only increased when she was
asked to begin implanting Companion personnel. She detailed how a married FBI
Agent named Sandoval had suddenly gone from a warm and happily married man to
an icy eyed person who had his wife placed in a mental institution used by the
FBI when they wanted to get rid of someone.
Jonathan shuddered. It would have
taken something pretty strong to made Sandoval do that to his wife if what he
had read was at all accurate. Yet another marriage destroyed by the Taelons.
Now the Liberation had all the
information Belman could muster, plus several implants the doctor had reported
as defective and destroyed. She was even confident of removing the motivational
imperative. It was programming the CVI to report a completely functional MI
that was the difficulty as Belman’s specialty did not lay in programming.
Fortunately Jonathan knew a hacker
called Augur who would relish both the challenge and the payment and not brag
indiscriminately.
***
“You said you have something to
report.” Jonathan inquired of the shuttle pilot after she had asked how he was.
Eddie Jordan had done a wonderful job, as had Belman, and the world now
believed him among the dead. It pained him to deceive Joshua in this manner,
but it was a necessary evil. Joshua had to be insulated when the truth came
out.
Captain Marquette nodded. “You asked
me to let you know about any new potential implants, well Da’an is interested
in William Boone.”
Doors recognized the name almost
immediately. “How interested?”
“Boone’s going to be made an offer
soon.”
“Keep me posted.”
Lili nodded and walked toward the
exit. Jonathan picked up one of the globals with the special security
programming from Doors International and called Renee.
“Its nice to see you looking well,”
Renee said without mention of his name as they had agreed on. The globals might
be scrambled and secured but one never knew who might be listening.
“Is the special CVI ready to go?”
“Its been ready for three months,
Belman checked it out and it passed the Taelons systems. The only concern now
is whether the modified MI will work. Do you have someone in mind?”
“William Boone. I’ve been informed
that the Taelons will try to recruit him in the next few days. I want
everything you can find on him, but be careful as Sandoval and his cronies will
also be conducting further searches for information on Boone.”
“I will. I understand what is at
stake.” Renee paused for a moment and looked away. “It was hard seeing you get
shot, even if I knew it was staged. Take care Jonathan, I’ll be attending your
funeral soon. I don’t want to have to break out my sedate black dress for another
anytime soon.”
“Thank you, Renee.”
Jonathan closed the global and sat
down in a chair, staring at the hard rock walls around him. “Well Dad, Amanda, I’ve
passed the point of no return. I’m committed to the Resistance and I will do
whatever I can to prevent your fears about what the Taelons plan for us from
coming true, Dad. Joshua is as safe as I can make him. I’ll never let our son
come to harm, Amanda, I promise you.”
FIN