The Deadliest Lifeform in the Universe Loves Me Volume 4: Beta-09, Chapter 4.15

A relaxing bath with Eve was definitely what I needed to calm my nerves, but a long talk with her would be more productive.

So after the nice long bath, we sat down on the couch, prepared to work through all these new developnts together.

The first thing we discussed was the upcoming mission; Eve was as confident as all the Lord Generals Vyrane had been overtaken by a Predazoan, so no doubts there. In her downti she’d done plenty of research on the Empire and their technologies—trying to learn all she could about the enemy, and with her supercomputer brain it was easy to gather all that information and store it away for later. Just as Zyno said, she was sure there was no kind of technology a frontier world could possess that would have that kind of sophisticated brainwashing or corpse revival without being discovered a long ti ago.

I asked Eve if she would be nervous fighting a Predazoan contained as she was, but she assured she could still kill any Gamma or Beta generation Predazoan easily.

“Well, wait, what if an Alpha Predazoan took over Vyrane?” I asked.

Eve waved it off easily, “Oh, there’s no way there’s another Alpha on Vyrane.”

I quirked up an eyebrow, “How can you be so sure?”

Eve looked at with a level gaze, “Because the entire planet would’ve already been completely assimilated a long ti ago.”

Next I wanted to discuss how she felt about our researcher friends and if we could actually consider them allies since they were all working for the Empire willingly. I shouldn’t have been surprised with how Eve responded; sa as always, she said she didn’t care about anyone else in the universe except , saying she would kill them all if it ant she could be free with . While I thought that was a little extre, Eve expounded on that saying she always considered the researchers as part of the enemy belonging to the sa group that experinted on and tortured her for years.

I let out a weary sigh, “I guess I just have a hard ti separating how you really feel with how you act around them; you put on a friendly face and get along with them surprisingly well. You tell you don’t hold them accountable for what their predecessors did either, that you don’t hate them or want to get revenge or anything.” I reasoned.

Eve nodded, draping her legs across my lap as usual, “I also tell you constantly how their lives don’t matter to in the slightest; they exist—they’re there. That’s about it. You and your attention and affection are all that matter to . They might as well be dust motes for all I care.”

I shook my head, “I don’t think you’d need to put on that friendly façade for dust motes.”

Eve gave a flat look, “Darling, I do that for your benefit; you want to get along with your people, so I try to get along with them.”

“Yeah, but now I don’t think they’re my people at all, and that’s the problem.” I grabbed Eve’s hand, “You’re my main priority—my only priority now. If you think we should steer clear from the researchers and act cautiously around them—treat them like enemies, then that’s what we’ll do from now on.” I looked into Eve’s beautiful glowing yellow eyes, “I don’t want to make all the decisions for us, this is sothing we should decide together.”

Eve rubbed the back of my hand with her thumb as she thought over her answer. After a few silent monts, she finally let out a long sigh, “One of your concerns is losing my humanity, and my concern is how it would affect you if I did lose my humanity. Part of being human—of being a person is connecting with other people and fostering those relationships. If we completely cut ourselves off from other people we would surely lose sothing in ourselves along the way. I believe we should be cautious around anyone who works for the Empire, but I don’t think we should rule everyone out completely.” Eve shrugged, “Technically a postal worker on Earth is a federal employee, but you wouldn’t really put them on the sa level as so shady governnt agents, right?”

I smiled at that, “Yeah, but postal workers aren’t running clandestine experints on cloned Outsider gods.”

Eve waved it off, “So of them had good intentions, I’m sure. Of course, the road to hell is paved with those good intentions, so make of that what you will. We should always be careful who we let around us and guard our secrets well, but I don’t think we should cut anyone off at this point—not yet at least.”

I nodded, “Plus it might be good to gather up so allies working on the inside.”

Eve smiled at , “Plus, I know how sad you’d be without your good friend Zyno.”

I sighed and shook my head, “If he turns on us at so point it would honestly devastate .”

Eve leaned up to scratch my scalp lightly, “Aw, my poor baby and his shady Imperial nerd friends.”

I rolled my eyes and reached up to move Eve’s hand to a better spot on the top of my head, “Oh please, I’d be surprised if soone like Zyno was up to anything nefarious.” I tilted my head back and forth, “Of course that would make him the perfect spy, hmm…”

Eve trilled a cute little giggle at that, “No, I’m sure you’re right; his mind is busy but rather plain. His interests and intentions are all incredibly easy to read.”

I quirked up an eyebrow at that, “Any researchers we should keep an eye on?”

Eve shrugged, “From what I could sense before, no one cos to mind. However now with my senses dulled it will be harder to feel any hostile intentions; we should be cautious now more than ever for multiple reasons, least of which because I can’t read the minds of the enemies who live all around us.”

I nodded at that, “And once more I want to ask, are you sure you don’t harbor any feelings of resentnt over—”

Eve reached forward to place a finger against my lips to silence , “As I’ve told you before, we had our revenge when we destroyed NX-947b, and whatever evils they inflicted upon led to you. I should almost like to thank them for my good fortune, but of course they’re all dead.”

“And what if they weren’t? What if you found out a few of the original researchers survived sohow?”

Eve cocked her head to the side as she thought over her answer, “Huh, I guess I never really gave it much thought. I an, we destroyed an entire planet, I don’t see how anyone could’ve escaped or survived that.”

I shrugged, “Just a hypothetical.”

Eve nodded, “I know, but it’s an interesting one.” She paused again as she mused over the question. “Honestly? It feels like that was a different lifeti—a dull existence before I t you. I don’t think I would care enough to want revenge at this point, but maybe just on principle I should kill them if they crossed my path or sothing.”

I smiled at that, “Oh, just a casual thing? No big production to hunt them down, but if you just so happen to run into them, might as well murder them, right?”

Eve smiled at in response, “And you would spare them after they tortured your Evie?”

I held my hands up in surrender, “Never said that, just think it’s funny how nonchalant you are about it.”

Eve’s expression turned a little more serious, “Then what about you? You believe hunting down the Predazoans is a just cause, what about hunting down the doctors who created them?”

“If they were still alive?” I asked, and Eve nodded. I tapped at my chin as I thought it over, but I found the answer surprisingly simple, “Yeah, I think it would be reasonable to hunt them down too honestly, both for revenge and to prevent any further tragedies I suppose.”

Eve nodded, “Sothing to keep in mind once all the other Predazoans have been contained; how the Empire wants to continue with their research might dictate our response.”

“You an if they wanted to revive the program, start cloning more Predazoans?”

“Right, do you think we should allow sothing like that?” Eve asked.

“Like it would be our responsibility to stop it?”

Eve shrugged, “Stop it, direct it, control it, all possibilities, provided we’re free by then.”

I shook my head slowly, “I have a feeling once we get free, that’ll be the end of our relationship with the Empire.”

Eve nodded once, “A very good point.”

Then it was ti to bring up sothing that had been on my mind a lot lately, sothing I thought was rather important; what I could do to help while we were enslaved by the Empire.

So far it seed like I relied on Eve and even others around while flying through life in the Empire; my job as the Predazoan handler was kind of a joke, and for the missions themselves I didn’t really offer much help, and now that Eve and I needed to work together for our freedom, I needed a more active role—sothing I could do to further our goals.

I told Eve it was high-ti I started pulling my own weight, ti to make a change and be the one to help her for once.

Eve leaned up more on my lap, pulling my head down into her breasts in a comforting gesture, “I told you before I would take care of you; I can protect you and us. Your role in our relationship is to guide our actions, make the final decisions to keep us both human.”

I pulled away from Eve’s perfect breasts to look into her eyes, “I’m not just talking about our relationship, I’m worried about our future and our freedom. There needs to be sothing more I can do to help.” I pulled her hands down into my lap, “Besides, didn’t you say you wanted to be part of the decision-making from now on? I think that ans both our roles should start evolving.”

Eve nodded along with that, “Very well, what did you have in mind?”

It was sothing I’d been mulling over recently, but when I really thought about what all I had to offer as a simple human, there honestly wasn’t much; I wasn’t so special agent or trained soldier who was useful on the battlefield or adept at espionage, and even if I was, how would that help against the intergalactic Empire that had us bound with their near endless resources? As a human, there really wasn’t much I could do to help even with all the training in the world.

I thought it was finally ti for to evolve, to beco sothing more than human.

“You talked before about how you could change , make more than what I am now. You talked about giving multiple cocks or even making into a femboy, and while those seed like ridiculous suggestions at the ti, you seed quite serious.” I reasoned.

Eve’s eyes began shimring with excitent, “Does this an you’ll let turn you into a femboy finally?”

I quirked up an eyebrow, “No…” I crossed my arms and fixed her with a suspicious glare, “And why are you so interested in turning into one at all? I thought you said I was perfect the way I am.”

Eve waved it off, “You are, and I love everything about you, but I can’t deny how much fun it would be if I changed you into a femboy version of yourself; you’re unbelievably handso now, but I could make you beautiful, so small and so fucking cute. I would change myself into the perfect giant goth-mommy to match, and I’d dote on you and spoil you and dominate the fuck out of you constantly, turn you into my weak little plaything.” She leaned forward to kiss my cheek and then bite my ear, “I’d show you a real bully as I pleasure-domd you to the point I would break your mind, dick and prostate.”

I held my hand up to protest, but I honestly didn’t know how I would even respond to her insane desires. Instead, I just shook my head, trying to get us back on track, “No, forget all that silliness for now, what I’m talking about is serious, a change we should make that will help us fight against the Empire.”

Eve nodded, turning serious with , “What were you thinking?”

“Well, would it be possible to make strong and fast like you? Give superhuman abilities? At least if I had strength to match yours, we could fight—literally fight the Empire together. It wouldn’t matter I’m not trained or don’t have the technology to match, if I could punch a hole through steel and run faster than their lasers, none of that would matter.” I reasoned.

“Are you sure? This wouldn’t be like one of your comic books, you wouldn’t be a superhero living in New York or anything. You would be like a god to the people around you, and eventually that kind of power would change how you see those people—see them as lesser.” Eve warned .

“You’re saying that would be the start of losing my humanity.” I surmised.

“Exactly. You ask why I don’t care about the people around , and it’s because I see them as insects before my power—dust motes that’ll be dead and forgotten in a few centuries.”

“I’m as weak as any of them, but you don’t see as an insect, right?” I asked.

Eve shook her head, “You’re my beacon, it’s different; you’re a part of —sothing greater than a re mortal. Plus, your life will be just as endless as mine, so you’ll still be around for all those centuries—alive long after their bones have all turned to dust.”

Eve brought up a good point, I didn’t want to sacrifice my humanity for power, especially not when I was the tether that kept us both human. But I also couldn’t stand being useless—having no power at all.

“Maybe there’s a middle-ground? People in the Empire get those cyber-enhancents, right? Those can increase your strength and speed and all that.” I reasoned.

Eve shrugged, “Not to the degree it would help much, nowhere near my abilities. Cyber-technology is limited by a person’s natural musculoskeletal structure; you can’t just graft a bulldozer onto a person’s arm. Most cyber-enhancents are limited around three to five tis normal muscular strength, unless they get their entire skeleton replaced, and then we’re back to a person losing their humanity—becoming a full-cyborg rather than just enhancing their body. If I was to increase your body’s natural capabilities to superhuman levels, I would basically have to unmake and then remake your musculoskeletal system.” She explained.

I scratched at my short beard idly, thinking where we should draw the line so I would still be a human—a superhuman, “So how exactly would you do it? You injected that immortality enzy in before like it was nothing; how would you completely remake my musculoskeletal structure?”

One of Eve’s tentacles opened like a flower to show a small silver needle, but Eve’s eyes grew wide with a sudden realization, “Oh shit, Adam, I can’t make any biological alterations in you now, the inhibitor field keeps bound within myself; I wouldn’t be able to inject any of my biomass into you.”

I slapped my forehead in sudden realization, “Ah, fuck, that’s right.” I rubbed my fist into against my temple in a frustrated gesture, “Shit, shit, co on…” I grumbled, wondering if there was anything we could do. I looked up at Eve, still determined to make myself useful sohow, “What if you repurposed the immortality enzy? Would that be possible?”

Eve shook her head slowly, “It’s too specialized to completely remake your body in the way you want, but I wouldn’t want to risk your safety altering the immortality enzy now anyways. Plus, if you’re wanting to take a more active role in the future with the intention of fighting alongside , the immortality enzy would be more important than ever.”

I let out a frustrated groan, “Dammit, isn’t there anything we can do?”

I’d finally made the decision to not be so useless, and here I was, completely helpless once more.

Eve held one delicate finger in the air, “There is sothing.”

I looked over at Eve, suddenly growing hopeful, “Really?”

Eve nodded, “Yes, so biomass I stored away as a contingency asure.”

“What, like spores in the air vents or sothing?”

“No no, command made sure to purge all those a long ti ago.” Eve smiled at sheepishly, “You’re not going to like where it’s been hidden.”

I narrowed my gaze as I grew suspicious, “Where’d you hide the extra biomass, Evie?”

Eve held my gaze for a few silent seconds, then turned away in a defeated huff, “We’re going to need to see Doctor Tillia.”