It does not matter who the ship belonged to before I came along. What matters is that the ship is now mine and after being attached to my soul as a Reaper, the ship does what I want as I think it. The ship is a living creature, but not of the standards that we on earth think of as living. The ship has an infinite life span and usually lives it existence with one Reaper and only one Reaper. In fact a Reaper is born and attached to a ship within a few days of birth. That is how important a ship is to the Reaper, for a ship is the Reapers mother and father, plus a servant, helper and protector…

My relationship with a ship is unheard of in the Reaper world and ship world. No ship has ever taken another Reaper and no Reaper has ever died…

A Reaper never names his ship as they do not understand such ways of man. But I being a man have named my ship. I call my ship Prometheus, after the champion Greek god of mankind! The ship loves the name and is very proud of having a name. For by giving my ship a name it says to me that, “I have new found power, because of my name! For a name is what gives something its strength! I now have strength associated with my name!”

I named her before I realized that Prometheus is a female, but I really do not think that matters. For being the first named Reaper ship, I could have called her anything and she would have been happy…

Prometheus was discovered many years ago and the Reaper that owned her is unknown in whereabouts. In fact she has no recollection of who her last owner was and Ben has a theory that she was put on earth eons ago for when the right person would come along. The rumor in the files is that the ship has never had a Reaper and has waited patiently for me to come along for maybe billions of years. It seems that man when it found her, had built the tunnel to her, but never figured out how to get through the door. I really do not think any force on earth could even have cracked the barrier around the ship when we found it. My sword just bounced off the shield and we know what my sword can do…

As I said the outside of the craft was a perfect sphere and it was perfect mirror. As Prometheus proudly proclaims, “My skin is a flawlessly smooth reflective surface, that even under the most powerful microscope, has no variations in the surface skin! I can repulse any and all forms of energy with a perfect reflection of the source!” She says after she heard Girl and Clare talking, “I am a perfect pretty girl!” 🙂

Inside Prometheus was another thing all together. It seems that as big as she seems on the outside, the inside is a hundred times larger. She explains that she is a marvel of spatial design. That within her is a dimension all its own and she controls the dimension as it is needed. She also uses this power of the dimensions to transverse space. She says, “I have the ability to intercept dimensional fluxes that exert energy pulses. These pulses are infinite in energy and I transpose them into motion!” I then found out that she has the power of a black hole as a central energy source and with that she controls her resources as she needs to. I sit right now writing this staring at a core of the ship. A inimitable Black Hole under the control of Prometheus, which she uses to control the physical world and shape it as she sees fit when needed…

I introduced her to Dogg, Ben, Girl and Clare! I imposed upon her that they are very important to me and that we protect them at all times. I sensed a power flux at the mention that Girl and Clare were female. I felt a little bit of ease when Ben declared Clare his girl and Girl declared Dogg hers! That seemed to make Prometheus settle down and no more power fluxes happened. Could I have detected a ting of jealousy?

I will write again after we leave the planet earth and Prometheus says that she can send the posts back into time and you will all get them. She asked why I do this as they are all dead anyway and they will not listen?

That is a good question and I thought a minute then answered her as truthfully as I could!

I told her that humans help each other and many times they help each other even when we know that it will not help. I am hoping that my words being read by some back in the past will wake them up enough to prepare for the worse and maybe just maybe, a few more will live!

Then she said, “You are human are you not?” I answered yes and she said, “Reapers are a logical and devoid of emotions race of creatures! Humans are so emotional and us ships are an emotional race of creatures! It will be interesting to see how two emotional creatures respond to each other as time goes by!”

I understood by what she continued with was that Reapers and ships were exact opposites on existence. The ships were closer to a human in emotion than Reapers. So this could be interesting as the first time in history a human is a Reaper and he commands a ship that has her own ability to think, comprehend and react to how she feels…

I saw the energy flux as she wondered about other females…

This could get interesting before it is all over…

Time to leave and figure out where we are going…

Stryker
The Zombie Source Code…