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Topic: Write in the SCIENCE FICTION genre (05/10/07)
TITLE: Commander Rodgers
By R.K. Minor
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“Do a structural and photosynthesis magnetic image scan and report to me the readings Ben,” Commander Rodgers said to his last remaining crewmember.
Commander Rodgers and an eighty man crew left the One Nation Air Force Base in South Africa on March 25, 2090 for what was suppose to be a six month trip to the outer sector of the new planet-pod of Simplastic. In Commander Rodgers lifetime, he had seen the fall of the powerful world governments. He watched the One Nation Government take over everything in the world. A bloody and death filled take over, Rodgers knew that the One Nation way of doing things were for the best.
He also saw how without the help of O.N., almost his entire crew were wiped out with diseases. He saw crewmembers die from blister like burns on their bodies that were unexplainable and bodies not responding to any treatment and just rot away. How could the O.N. allow this to happen, Rodgers thought to himself. The O.N. trained these men to help set-up the planet-pods so they could transport criminals that would not fit into society. Why would they not help, so we could complete our mission?
The O.N. had made rules and everyone in the world, both the old planet earth, the outer earth-pods, and any independent pods, had to follow. Rodgers could remember when life was so different. Growing up in the old United States, Rodgers remembered what freedom was like. Living a life, you wanted to live, not being advised on what to do every step of the way like now with the O.N. However, Rodgers knew that what he was doing was worth the cost.
“We are helping O.N. make this universe a better place to live, right Ben,” Rogers asks.
“Yes Sir, …I guess you could say that,” Ben replied.
Rodgers thought about his grandmother and how when she was alive, she would dress him up and take him to church. The days she would tell him stories from that book, the one she had worn down to the binding. The way she and her friends would talk to their God. Rodgers knew if O.N. found out that he was even thinking about her, he would be relieved of his duties, and sent to the outer pods at Simplastic with those other criminals. Thankfully, his grandmother was long gone before O.N. took over and wiped out people like her and her thinking. He could not have lived with himself if he had to transport her to an outer pod. How could anyone believe in anything that was unseen? He believed in the O.N. because he could see just what a difference they were making. He could justify the transportation of the criminals; the murders, rapists, and those Christians, the O.N. knew how to make this universe a better place.
One day he thought about being with that special lady and raising a family. The O.N. would make that possible for him not just with his job, but also with the values they have taught him. He knew the O.N. would be involved in his children’s education and how they would develop, his children, into adults.
“Sir,” Ben said.
“Yes,” Rodgers replied.
“I have some readings sir, and I don’t seem to understand the computer reading on the one, Sir,” Ben responded.
“What are the read outs Ben,” Rodgers asks?
“The Structural Magnetic Scan shows steel and iron from the twentieth century. Some buildings have collapsed as though they have melted. The Photosynthesis Scan shows that plant life and water is not available,” Ben stated.
“What about human life?” Rodgers asks.
“Nothing, Sir, that is my question, I am picking up a large amounts of human DNA through the scans but no one seems to be alive,” Ben said.
“And this computer read out is going crazy with large readings of sulfuric acid and toxic gases, Sir,” Ben said.
“No people alive, that would be impossible,” Rodgers replied.
“I know Sir, when I ran all the data through the computer it didn’t make sense. I couldn’t find the location on any of our computer maps, Sir,” Ben said.
“Where does the computer say we are Ben?” Rodgers asks.
“I have never heard of it Sir,” Ben responds.
Rodgers walks over and looks at Ben’s computer screen and steps back with astonishment on his face.
“Do you know were Hell is, Sir? Ben asks.
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