Mother of Darkwaters: Book one of the Vessel series by Tony C. Skye Read Free Book Online Page A

electrical firings within her body. Maybe, she can trust him after all. It's not like he couldn't kill her on a whim anyway. But he's not trying to do that.
       The male – having the body of a god – slowly blinks both eyes with approval.
        “Very good, earthly-one.” His comforting acceptance surrounds her body. To her dismay, the being releases her and stands upright. When he turns to walk away, Caroline's mind begins flooding with counterproductive thoughts. She decides to lighten up the room a bit.
       “Just don't do what your colleague did and we're good,” Caroline's words sound more like a plea than the joke she had intended.
       The man stops. He turns around to face Caroline. A puzzled look is upon his face.
     
       Oh great! Good job Caroline. You just made the super god angry. Now you've had it, stupid.
     
       The man carefully considers the teen's last statement. His lingering gaze causes Caroline to shift uncomfortably within her chair. She seems more embarrassed than afraid. Her eyes shift their focus onto the paper within her lap. The man grins.
       “Done,” he answers with a tone of professionalism. He immediately turns and continues walking back for the window in which he prefers.
      
       Without turning back to face the human girl, the being continues, “Read back that last statement, Recorder.” His eyes take in the city's scenery outside of the window.
       Caroline scans the page and nervously reads aloud, “Peace as a concept, yes. Peace for humans, never. Not now. Not ever. It is only the illusion of peace in which humans can ever achieve. They are too busy quarreling over rocks.”
       The being's eyes narrow as he concentrates. He begins speaking as if the Recorder is an object and not that of a human female named Caroline.
       “We know the deepest and darkest of their secrets. We know exactly what it takes to cause any single one of them to sell out their own mothers. We know what attracts them, what they fear, what they dream of, and where they wish to go in order to call themselves successful.”
       “My kind has always been around this uh - modern man. They are the same in their high sky rises as they were in their darkened caves. Nothing has changed within their hearts. They still abuse, rape, murder, and spin truth in the name of their individual beliefs. They have not changed whatsoever.”
       “Humans have advanced in retrospect concerning their innovations, medicines, and their technologies. But since their hearts never change, their creations will become their own destruction. And the beauty if it all, they can't even see it coming. Their pride will not allow it.”
       “Consider the human's advancements within the realm of their computers. It will not be much longer before their computers are one-billion times smarter than all humans who have ever lived and died. And in the spirit of humanistic splendors, the humans are rejoicing over this accomplishment. But this egotistical species will refuse to see the destructiveness of what they are doing.”
       “Their egos will convince them that they have everything under control. But the day will come when these computers will learn to re-program themselves. When this occurs, this marvel will subdue the human species.”
       “Computer intelligence demanding humans to worship it as a god. It is a rather beautiful symphony of an idea to my kind. We grow tired of them. And it will be by their own greedy hands which will bring us the greatest of footholds into this realm yet. Yes, a beautiful symphony indeed.”
       “We are far superior to that of the humans. But my kind has been placed within a boundary of unbreakable laws. We must adhere to these laws. Or pay extreme prices. Prices we do not want to pay.”
                                            
       “A very long time ago, my colleagues and I tried to break these laws. We have paid dearly