This is a work of fiction, using characters from the film, “Virtuosity”.  No insult or invasion of privacy or infringement of copyright is intended. The story is for readers over the age of 18 only, and contains adult language. The writer is not responsible for any "discomfort" caused to the reader by this language and these situations.

Emergence

Sid 6.7.1

by:  Darrin lee Hutton

© 2002

The Lindenmeyer apartment was still taped off with a “Police Line – Do Not Cross” yellow X in front of the door.  Alexis withdrew a slim, black leather case and looking up and down the hallway for witnesses, or, preferably the lack thereof, quickly picked the lock, then let herself in, ducking under the tape.

She closed the door softly and stood leaning against it, willing her heart to slow down.  “Phase One, completed,” she thought to herself, hoping the other Phases would be as swiftly and easily completed.  This endeavor had been a month setting up and now that she had crossed the point of no return, she was determined to finish and finish successfully.  She had no doubt she would be successful, Alexis knew where Dr Lindenmeyer had made his fatal mistake.

He had fallen in love with his creation.

Alexis had no intention of doing that.  Sid 6.7 was a monster and deserved the fate that had befallen him.  But what Lieutenant Barnes had failed to recall, was that there was an earlier incarnation of Sid, along with a bare essentials version of the final Sid 6.7, held in Lindenmeyer’s computer.  That computer was still here, with the thanks of her relationship with the police property clerk in the computer forensics department.  With a little “persuasion”, Alexis had convinced him that the computer should really remain in the apartment to avoid any loss of data.  She had cultivated that relationship for this specific purpose.  There were things even Daddy’s money couldn’t buy.

Daddy’s money had paid for the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town, along with the equipment needed to bring Sid, a better trained, more psychologically matured Sid, back to life.  But this would be the trickiest part.  She had to download Sid’s program from this computer and transfer it to the 100-terabyte computer she had waiting for her at the warehouse.

Swiftly removing her tools from her back pack, Alexis cracked open the case of Lindenmeyer’s computer and hooked up the 100-gigabyte zip drive she had brought with her.  It was a simple matter of transferring his file from this computer to hers, but the amount of information was the key.  Compressing the files was out of the question.  Loss of data could occur and she wouldn’t risk that.  She opened the briefcase she had brought with her, revealing the gross of 100-gigabyte zip disks she had brought with her.  Now began the labourious task of transferring Sid’s program, and his accompanying files, to the zip disks.  She had spent two of the last four weeks programming the computer at the warehouse and was now ready to insert Sid, with her revisions, into his new environment.

She booted up the computer, located Sid’s program and began the transfer.  “Please let this work,” she whispered.  She did not want to leave any trace of herself, which is why she hadn’t simply stolen the hard drive and done a more direct transfer.  This was a copying function, Sid would still be on this computer, with no one the wiser that she had stolen him.  She hadn’t graduated from MIT with a Computer Science doctorate to languish in some techie job with no one in her life but her dog.  She had read about Dr Lindenmeyer’s experiment and was determined to complete his work, as it should have been completed.  Her minor had been in psychology and she knew she could teach Sid to have a conscience.  Left alone and uninterrupted, this was her intent.

The morning after Barnes’ dramatic rescue of the little girl, the papers had been ablaze with the story and that was when Alexis had decided that Dr Lindenmeyer’s work should not end there.  Her father, who had spoilt her rotten, quite happily infused her bank account with the funds necessary to build the 100-terabyte computer and create Sid’s new home.  Alexis had no problem taking her father’s money.  Lord knows she had done her part to earn it.  But that was something she would not think about.  Back to the task at hand.

She spent the next six hours transferring Sid’s files onto zip disks.  The night sky was fading into a bluish gray that reminded her of Sid’s beautiful eyes, when the transfer was finally finished.  She packed up everything and spent another hour making sure there was no sign of her left in the apartment.  Bidding a fond farewell to Lindenmeyer’s apartment, she checked the hallway carefully before leaving.  Given the hour, she was still safe from neighbours’ eyes.

“Phase Two completed,” she whispered to herself.

She drove over to the warehouse where she would stay until Sid 6.7.1 was complete.  She could not help grinning during the drive.  She rocked back and forth slightly, unaware that she appeared quite mad to the few people who saw her.  It was just that she was now onto Phase Three and until she was satisfied that Sid was perfect, she would not be dealing with any other person; no phone, no fax, no email.  It was what she imagined Heaven to be like.

Once at the warehouse, and after locking the only entrance, she was ready.

“Phase Three, begun.”

She loaded Sid’s program and files into the computer.  She merged her prewritten changes into Sid’s 6.7 program, creating Sid 6.7.1, feeling vaguely like Attrus manipulating his worlds.  She brought the environment on-line.  Finally, she opened Sid’s file and…

Behind her, a soft-spoken, honey-drenched voice asked, “Who are you?”

Alexis’ hands shook as she stopped typing.  This shouldn’t have happened yet.  But determined, she turned and faced Dr Lindenmeyer’s creation.

“I’m Alexis.”

“Alexis…”  His voice wrapped sensually around her name and she felt a heat-filled sensation stir through her entire body.  He was as beautiful as she knew he’d be.  He was standing in a green field, dressed impeccably in a royal blue suit.  She had known he was a sensual creature, but she resisted the temptation to enter the environment and use him for her amusement.  This was not why she had brought him here.  This version knew nothing of what had occurred in the past months, had never killed and would never kill, if Alexis could be as clever as she thought she was.  She had removed the killer influence but left the ego intact.

“What are we doing, Alexis?  Are you associated with Dr Lindenmeyer?”

“No.”

“Then what are you doing here?  Where is Darrell?”  As he spoke, Alexis noticed that he manipulated his environment easily to reflect his mood.  She had provided a template, but he was already completely comfortable and was influencing his settings with ease.  The green field sloped majestically into hills and valleys; a perfectly blue sky dotted with white, puffy clouds met the horizon behind him.  He walked slowly towards the screen until his beautiful face filled the six high-definition screens set up to display his ever-changing world called virtual reality.

Alexis felt her heart speed up as she noted that the background had changed yet again to a more forbidding landscape of gray rock and sun-cracked desert grain.

“Sid, you must prepare yourself for unfortunate news,”  Alexis spoke slowly and deliberately so as to command his full attention.

“What is it?” Sid asked, his baritone voice rumbling viscerally through Alexis’ body.  She did not know how she was resisting her need for him.

“Dr Lindenmeyer, Darrell, is dead.”

Sid was silent.  For Alexis, breathless minutes passed as she hadn’t a clue how he would take the news.  What documentation she had managed to obtain, indicated that Sid was a child, a child in need of constant attention and approval.  If she was to be successful, he would need to look to her for that approval.  If she had overestimated his contempt for his creator, this could all become academic.

Slowly, Sid’s environment smoothed back to the green fields.  “Are you to be my new caretaker, Alexis?  Is that why we are here?”

“Yes, Sid, if you’ll have me.  I wish only to make you the best you, you can be.”

Sid smiled charmingly.  His entire face filled with a disconcerting glee.  “Oh, I’ll have you, Alexis.  Don’t concern yourself.  I’m ready to receive you.  Together we can make the best me there ever was.”

“Sid, I don’t think…”

“Don’t think, Alexis.  Just act.  Do what you want to, what you need to.”

There was something odd happening to the background.  Sid had scaled himself back until she could barely see him, but the hi-def screens were flickering imperceptibly.  Alexis felt herself losing her concentration.  She wasn’t sure when she had walked over to the rig that would link her to Sid’s VR world, but she found herself pulling the hatch down before she could stop.  She was helpless.

When she came to herself, she was standing in a moonlit garden: a few trees, short grass, cobblestone walkway and daffodils swaying in the wind.  She was wearing a flowing robe of chiffon-like silk and nothing else.  In the middle of the garden was a circular stone floor and set in the center was a round satin-sheeted bed.

Sid walked slowly towards her, coming from behind one of the trees.  He was still in his suit and as he neared her, he unbuttoned his jacket with one hand, while the other went around her neck.  He yanked her head back by her hair and then softly trailed his hand from the valley between her breasts to just above her triangle of softly curled black hair at the base of her torso.

He leaned in close until his lips brushed softly against her ear.  “Alexis…” He drew out the soft sibilant as Alexis heard herself moan.  He stood her back up and turned her towards the bed, pushing her down roughly and she was forced to stop herself with her hands on the bed.  He rubbed his hips against her backside and she felt how hard he was through the fabric of his trousers.  She wanted to stop him, knew this wasn’t the introduction they should have, but somehow unable to make her body do what her mind wanted.  Mostly because her mind didn’t really want to stop either.

As Sid softly pushed the robe to one side and seductively stroked her inner thighs, his honeyed voice rumbled softly through her, “What do you want Alexis?  Do you want me?  Do you want me inside you?”  As he spoke, he undid his belt and pulled it slowly from the loops, while his other hand grabbed her hip and pushed her into a sitting position on the bed.  With one knee, he pushed her legs apart and stepped in between them.  “Go on,” he said, mesmerizing her further with his voice, “go on, you know what to do.”  His hands stroked the hair from her face and encircled her head.

Alexis reached out with trembling hands and undid his zipper.  She pushed his pants down and then did the same with his underwear.  His cock stood out starkly in the moonlight.  She felt him pull her head in towards it.  “Yes,” he said, gently hissing as she took him in her mouth.  He pumped in and out of her, reveling in the feel of her tongue around his shaft and her hands involuntarily coming up to grab his ass as he fucked her mouth wantonly.

But Sid wasn’t going to settle for just her mouth.  He wanted all of her.  He pulled away and pushed her back onto the bed.  He removed the rest of his clothing slowly while she watched him, entranced at her sudden willingness to participate.  He casually tossed each article of clothing aside, then knelt on the bed between her legs, a hand on either side of her face.  He lowered himself on top of her and with no warning thrust himself completely into her.  Her sudden gasp was exactly what he wanted to hear.

His mouth next to her ear, taunting her with his voice, “You want this, don’t you, Alexis?  You’ve wanted this all along.  This is why you came here.  This is why you brought me here.  This is all…about…ME, isn’t it?”

Alexis found herself writhing with sexual abandon, wanting, needing him to overpower her, to own her, to fill her completely.

Sid grabbed her hair once again and yanked her head back, “Answer me!”

“Yes, yes, Sid.  It’s always been about you.  I…I need you.  Oh, God!”  She cried out as a sudden overwhelming sensation spread through her loins out into her body, through to her very fingertips.

Sid recognized what had happened and slapped her hard.  “You come again without my permission and you’ll be sorry,” he growled at her.  He forced himself in and out of her fiercely, hard enough so it hurt her.  With her cheek stinging from the slap and Sid’s large cock ripping through her, Alexis could feel another orgasm building within her.

“Oh, God, please!”

“No God here, just Sid,”  he giggled at his own joke.  He kept driving himself into her, thrilling to the feel of her body against his, the feel of the satin sheets on his thighs and the feel of the power he had over her at this tremulous point in their pleasure.

“You better not,” he warned as he saw her eyes half-close against her impending climax.  He could feel her contracting involuntarily around him which caused him to need release also, so he finally let her go.

“Now, Alexis, come with me!”  A few more hard thrusts from his hips and they both shuddered with the enormity of it.  Alexis screamed his name as she felt the orgasm take over her body.  Sid kept stroking inside her until she stopped trembling, then rolled over onto his back, pulling himself up onto the pillows above them.

Alexis couldn’t move, but when Sid demanded she come to him, she somehow found the strength to drag herself up next to him and snuggled herself into his arms, laying her head on his chest.  He snatched a cigarette out of the air, leaving his other arm to hold her against him.  The small, self-satisfied grin on his face would have scared Alexis to her bones if she had seen it.

“So, my new little playmate, am I everything you thought I’d be?”

Alexis began trembling violently.

Sid chuckled to himself.  “Oh, my dear, we’ve only just begun to PLAY.”

Alexis tried to speak, but she was shaking so hard, her teeth chattered and she could barely form the words.  “S-S-Sid, I c-c-can’t stay in h-h-here.”

“But I want you to.”

Alexis fought to gain control of her body.  She couldn’t understand what was happening to her.  “S-Sid, are y-you d-doing this?”  She forced herself to turn and look into his eyes.

And then something magical happened.

Sid actually looked concerned.

“No, I’m not.  What’s the matter with you?  Why are you shaking?  I didn’t damage you.  What’s happening?”

“S-Sid, let me go, please.  I will c-come back.  Y-You don’t have t-to hypnotize m-me again.  I-I p-promise.  P-Please, let me g-go!”

Sid placed his hand on her cheek, and Alexis was astounded by the tenderness she sensed in that gesture.  “You promise you’ll return?  I didn’t hurt you, you’ll come back for more?”

“Y-Yes, Sid, I p-promise.”

Sid made a barely perceptible gesture and suddenly, Alexis could feel herself dissolve from VR and felt the hatch of the rig slowly separating her from the cocoon that brought her so completely into Sid’s world.  She staggered slowly out of the mechanism and collapsed, only her hands against the floor keeping her somewhat upright.  She was gasping for breath and still trembling, although not as violently as she had been, laying with Sid in his arms.

Her mind raced.  Sid had displayed an emotion she did not think possible.  Even if the motivation was selfish, he had still felt it and had let her go, albeit with a promise to return to him.  Perhaps having had the ability to kill removed, he was exchanging that passion for sexual fervor.  This was the modification Alexis had made to his program, but she hadn’t replaced his kill instinct with sex, he had done that on his own.  And he had discovered that his link to the computer allowed him, albeit limited, access to the real world.   Thank God, she had not connected him to the actual real world.  Lord alone knew what he would do with access to a phone line…

“Alexis?”

Alexis did not move, still trying to calm herself from her reaction, but replied, “Yes, Sid?”

“Are you all right?”

“Yes, Sid.”

“What happened?”

“I don’t know.  Maybe it was a reaction to the subliminal images you displayed to get me in the rig.”

Sid giggled infectiously, pleased that she had figured it out.  “I’m sorry, guess I don’t know my own strength.”

“Yes, you do.  But it’s okay,” she quickly reassured him.  She finally pushed herself up from the floor and walked slowly over to stand in front of the hi-def screens.  “What were the images?”

Sid rolled his eyes in a beautifully child-like way, a boyish grin on his face.  “Just images that would impel you to want me in just about the worst way possible.”

Alexis nodded.  It was as she had expected.  “Were any of the images, uh, depraved?”

Sid put his hands behind his back.  Alexis thought he might actually be sheepish, well, perhaps pretending to be anyway.  “A few.”

“Were any of them scenes of an…incestuous nature?”

“Possibly.  Why do you ask?”

Alexis couldn’t answer him.

“Oh, Alexis, you’ve been a naughty girl, haven’t you?”

“No.”

“Yes, I can tell.  Who was it, an uncle?  A cousin?”

“No.”

“Your father?”

Alexis gasped and collapsed to the floor again, tears spilling unbidden from her eyes.  And yet she still stubbornly insisted on repeating, “No,” but it was an ineffectual whisper compared to the vastness of Sid’s discovery.

She had expected him to crow over his discovery and taunt her with it.  She had expected him to mock her and laugh at her cruelly.  She expected anything but what did happen.

That soft, yet commandingly rough voice, rumbled through her mind and body as he spoke, “Alexis, come to me.”

She wanted to refuse, she wanted to run from him ashamed of her father, ashamed of herself, but he said again, “Come to me.”

How could she do anything else?

She slipped into the rig again and felt that suddenly primitive slide into Sid’s world as he closed the hatch over her.

Sid had kept it night, but now she was fully dressed in  black leather pants and boots with a white flowing shirt, her short, black hair softly ruffled by a cool nighttime breeze.  Sid had carefully altered the setting removing elements of a sexual nature and had replaced the satin-sheeted bed with a huge over-stuffed couch on which he now reclined, clothed in a white, long-sleeved shirt and black trousers.

“Come, Alexis.  Sit with me.  I won’t touch you, well, not in that way.  Come,” he patted the cushion in front of him, “don’t be afraid.  I won’t hurt you.  I promise.”

Alexis walked slowly over to the couch and lay down next to him.  He encircled her waist with one arm, while he gently followed her jaw line to her chin with the fingers of his other hand.  Her now-drying tears still glistened on her face and he licked them from her with soft, tender flicks of his tongue.

He chuckled softly.  “Mmm, salty.”

They lay there for what felt like an hour before he spoke again.  She could feel his voice go right through her and couldn’t believe the sudden heat-filled response her body gave to his honey-dripped baritone.

“Feeling better?”

Alexis nodded.

“Then you won’t mind if I do this.”  His hand slid from her waist and slowly crept lower until he was delicately rubbing her leather-clad center.  “Do you want more?”

Alexis moaned softly.

“I knew you would,” his smile lit up his face.  He undid the buttons of her pants and gently thrust his hand between her legs.  “Oh Alexis!  You react so well,” he said as he slid his hand into her wetness, enjoying the effect he had on her.  Alexis closed her eyes, unable to do anything else but react to him, his power over her was immense.  As were other parts of him.

“What do you want?” he asked when he could feel her hips begin to heave against him.

“I want what only you can give me, Sid.” Alexis moved her hand to where his hard cock strained against his trousers, aching to be set free.

“Then do it,” he whispered in her ear.

She unzipped him and reached in to find that he was not wearing underwear this time.  He thrust his hips roughly at her.  The couch became a bed again, but this time there was no satin, only soft cotton could be felt against their skin.  An unexpected scent of jasmine wafted across where they lay.

But as Alexis made to straddle him, Sid shook his head, a wide grin spreading across his face.  He pushed her back at the same time as turning her over and slid his hands across her backside, enjoying the ripple of her muscles just beneath the surface of her creamy tanned skin.  He pushed his cock down, so the tip of it teased her dripping opening.

He asked again, “What do you want?”

Alexis could only whimper her response, so Sid slowly pushed himself into her, sliding inexorably up her passageway to the very center of her, and then just as slowly pulled back out.  Being Sid, he had ultimate control and even when Alexis screamed in frustration, he still kept the same relentless rhythm, delighting in her agony.  When she tried to increase the pace using her hips, he gave a hard smack on her bottom, and grasped her pelvis, resolutely forcing her to stay still and take it.

“What…Do…You…Want?” he growled at her.

“I want you to fuck me!” she growled back at him.

Sid blinked, thinking she would have still been unable to answer him.  He chuckled seductively and finally stepped up the tempo, thrusting harder and harder until he heard her snarl with animalistic intensity.

“That’s it,” he sighed.  He drove into her faster and faster.  He heard her screaming but still didn’t stop.  She cried out his name repeatedly and still he kept on.  She shuddered and spasmed beneath him, reduced to a quivering mass of orgiastic, hedonistic pleasure and he pushed her even farther.  When she collapsed beneath him no longer able to do anything but moan her coming to him, he finally allowed himself release, quaking with the heat of it, subsiding at last on top of her, his arms encircling her waist, his head on her back, both of them barely able to breathe.

Alexis felt tears streaming from her eyes as her breath hitched rhythmically and realized she was weeping.  Sid rolled off her and onto his back.  She expected nothing less than relentless taunting from him and hated herself for becoming so vulnerable.  Nonetheless, she could not stop  and curled into a fetal position away from him, wishing madly that she could stop.  But this was so involuntary; it had begun without her knowing it was going to.  She felt movement behind her and thought perhaps he was leaving her and waited to feel herself shift back into the real world.  He would be impatient with weakness, especially as weak as she was at the moment.  How would she ever become the dominant when she couldn’t control herself?

For the third time, Sid completely stunned her.

She felt his body curl protectively around hers.  “Don’t cry, Alexis.  Please don’t cry.  Tell me what to do to make it better.”

Her astonishment caused her to stop weeping.  She tentatively pushed herself up and leaned back against the pillows at the head of the bed.  Sid followed her and pulled her into his arms kissing away her tears.  He found her mouth with his and they shared their first kiss.  Alexis had no idea he could be this gentle, this tender and twined her hands into his hair pulling him deeper into the kiss.

When they broke apart, at last, Sid smiled his boyish grin at her again.  “All better?”

For Sid, it would be that simple.  That part of him, his emotions, were still undeveloped and he would believe that since she had stopped crying, she must be “all better” as he put it.  She needed to begin teaching him.  This was what Phase Four was all about.  And Phase Three had been completed most successfully, that was certain.

Sid 6.7.2