Author : V.L. Ilian
â€œHave you come to a decision?â€
The voice of the negotiator is breaking my concentration. Just like Iâ€™ve been toldâ€¦ itâ€™s a fair deal but I canâ€™t help feeling like Iâ€™m selling my soul.
â€œSome feel that theyâ€™re selling themselves but that is simply not the case.â€
â€œBut this isnâ€™t what I wanted to do with my lifeâ€
â€œAnd nobody will stop you from pursuing your goals in life. Some of the other members lead absolutely normal lives outside the compounds, protected by our anonymity program and enjoying the extra income that comes from royalties. However one look at your dossier tells me that with the royalties youâ€™ll be receiving youâ€™ll never have to work again.â€
He has a funny way of putting it. Just the thought of the weekly sessions with doctors and machines poking and prodding me for the rest of my lifeâ€¦
â€œYouâ€™ll even help people. Every bit of data gathered from studying you will lead to great discoveriesâ€
â€œWhat about any of my future children?â€
â€œTheyâ€™ll be offered a similar deal when they come of age but theyâ€™re free of any obligationsâ€
My hand picks up the pen and I feel the sting of the samplers as they draw my blood to mix it with the ink. As I hand him the signed contract the negotiator stands up and shakes my hand.
â€œWelcome to the Superhuman Protection Allianceâ€
But his words did not come from his mouthâ€¦