The NMR - Terminal: Humans are connected to a wireframe that uploads information to a subdirectory database of the Consensus.
Writing description: Gather equipment for the activation of technology for a reliable nomad communication. The Consensus created a neural environment for a nomad communication system, this system needs to be run with active human indiviuals.
Writing Task: The Consensus Research/Intelligence division needs to abduct selective human indiviuals. Eye witnesses must be terminated. Operation needs to be executed unperceived.
Subject: The AI Consensus encountered refugees (indentified as "Project Canaan" from the Toledo incident. The knowledge exchange resulted these humans escaped from the Order with useful information about location of their zone of operation, technology and constructions. Logically the Order is in need to prevent these refugee to exist and spread the information. The AI Consensus decided to propose an offer to give these humans a sanctuary on planet Gammu, this also require to install cybernetic upgrades on their human shell.
In exchange the humans give the AI Consensus information about the Order and provide themself for the NMR - Project.
Transmission: ::Humans of the Canaan Project your information you have provided the AI Consensus are interesting, useful and efficient. We want to offer you a permant sanctuary on planet Gammu that will save you from the Order. As planet Gammu is a host of radiation that harms the human body a cybernetic shell upgrade is highly advised.
In exchange we would like to present you our "NMR - Project" which reason is to start a communication with the organic species called "Nomads". We require this as we need to learn about their motives. We ask you to provide yourself for this project. Do not be affraid this will not harm you and do not causes pain::
Transmission: AI's of the Consensus, we're contacting you to tell you, that after exhaustive internal discussions we came to the result, that we're thankfully accepting your offer for the extention of our present allignment and the possibility for us to use Planet Gammu for the base of our operations and further safety from the Order. We're willing to help you to get in touch with the immense thread to humanitiy, called the Nomads for the good of our people.
All people who will stay on Planet Gammu have gathered in its orbit and been prepared for the intervention. Contact us, when you have made all preperations.
The Humans of the Canaan Project examined the huge white hall with hundrets or thousands of these medical installation. Suddenly a door opened and a beautiful female came out.
::My Name is Minerva. I will be you guide in this operation.::
Surprisingly all humans had a good feeling. There weren't waves of illness or bad feelings. The released calmative took its effect.
The people of the Canaan Project look around the white room rather confused. Some of them are looking at the medical instruments with a worried expression on their faces.
I'm James El Hadary, commander of the "Tawaret". I think our biggest questions right now are where we are now and why we are not dead because of the contamination we'd normally suffer from.
He looks at the surgical instruments
Also it would be good to know, what will happen to us next...
A murmur goes through the rows of the Canaan members, but after a short while
all of them sat down between all the medical instruments and installations. Cpt. James El Hadary rose his voice once more:
We're all set now. I guess I'm speaking for all of us, when I'm saying we're prepared and ready to begin the intervention.
Cpt. El Hadary looks around and occasionally people were nodding or showed their approval in some other way.
Suddenly one of them jumped out of his seat and started to shout:
Why the hell are we doing this? We're on an alien planet, shortly before an operation to make us partially robots! We finally are somehow safe from the Order and this deadly, deserted Planet with its bloody radiation is our new home? Didn't fate torture us enough? Do we really deserve to suffer any more?
Bacchus (captain of the "Setech", one of the deep space explorers) who formerly kept staying in the background of the whole scene stood up and slowly walked up to the still hysterically screaming man. Bacchus was about one third taller as the man and twice as muscular. He tapped his shoulder and once he turned around he grabbed his shirt and pulled the mans fearfully distorted face in front of his.
If you've got any problems with our plans, which inlude this operation, you can just move your ass the f*ck out of here and live on this planet without the nanites.
James steps in and parts them.
Relax, Bacchus. His doubts are understandable. This is a big change for all of us but we need to be strong right now. -He turns to the other Canaan Project members- Right now we need to be stronger than ever! And when we are done with this chapter of our history we can continue with new gained strength and self-confidence to pursue our goals!
James' speech seems to have worked, because Bacchus and the man sat down, but the man still looked nervously in Bacchus' direction, who gazed back with a serious expression.
Minerva watched the situation, but she didn't appear surprised. She walked towards the seat of the man, who just screamed nerviously. She looked in his eyes and saw his pupil flickering. She leaned above him, took his hand and layed it on her chest.
:: Do you feel that? It is a heartbeat. This is life in my body. I understand your fear...you must take a deep breath ::
She saw that the calmative affected him right in this moment. His pupiles stopped flickering.
:: You will still breath and you will still have a heartbeat...you will still love and you will still hate, but you will receive the chance to have a better control about all that ::
She moved up and gave him a kiss forehead, moved back and shaked her head to the left and to the right...watching all humans in their seats and raised her voice to a higher level
:: You will survive and evolve. This will be the end of your suffering ::
Still a little uneasy the Canaan Project members look around. It took a while until they realized, that even if it sounded like that, Minervas question was not rethorical. It was again James, who took the word.
Yes, I think we're all ready by now. Remember, people: Its to our best. -He takes a deep breath before he starts to speak in a lower voice- Lets start.
Just as he finished the Operation starts. Hidden speakers started to play natural noises like remore bird singing or dripping water. It was a nice attempt to calm everybody down but most of them were either tranquilled by the calmative gas or too nervous to relax.
The room turned into dark, syringes appeared behind each human, moving forward to the neckregion, humming sounds indicated the filling of nanites into the human shell. Five seconds later the humans fainted.
:: .............................James....Open your eyes.......... ::
James opened his eyes and was overwhelmed from what he saw and what he heard.
:: You might feel strange for the first time. You can see and hear in much more advanced frequency and amplitude than before. You will also experience a gain of your olfaction and your tactile sense ::
Minerva noticed the other humans, who woke up.
:: The AI Consensus has given you a gift. Survial is present. Hear my voice, trust me...Be moderade and learn from our wisdom ::