The Failsafe: Programe Eleven

[Scorch]

The Fail-safe: Programe Eleven
By Scorch
A/N:
This story is based in the universe of Makodap's movie Eleven, it's my take on why events in the movie happened.....I havn't actually saw the full movie, but I saw some clips and I think i understand the ideas. If not, my bad.

I have mako's permission to use characters, I asked permission last year, but i hit writers block and i've only just finished.

Prologue

My name is Professor William Stevens, once I was a world renowned scientist, a specialist in the field of medical nanorobotics, and now I'm reduced to this, a pathetic criminal. It's been close to two years since I made the breakthrough of biological manipulation nano-tech, a person is exposed to the drones which remain dormant within a person until given a computer signal and they get to work.

My original idea was that the drones were to be used to repair cellular damages within the body, such as repair thee nervous system of a Parkinson's disease sufferor, or to target cancerous cells with localised doses of radiation to the infected areas, or even to completly restore a subjects body after amputation.

Chapter 1

It was 15 months ago when disaster struck, a a patient was accidently exposed to nanodrones that had been rewritten with another subjects DNA.

The results were quite frightening, yet also spectacular at the same time. The subject, Daniel Thomson screamed in agony and thrashed around, obviously in severe pain. Thankfully Mr. Thomson's body had been restrained, with the exception of his arms, but before my eyes, he began to transform, bones changed in length and his body begun to sweat what looked like clear slime. He clenched his fist, and then flexed his fingers, as they grew longer with a cracking noise, then his nails grew also. I realised his body mass was being melted down, then other things caught my attention, his hair had started to change texture and grew longer. I then realised that the drones had been programmed to repair a womans body, Jenny Ferguson who had suffered a mastectomy due to breast cancer, she was in for breast reconstruction, the drones were transforming Mr. Thomson into a duplicate of the woman.

I then thought the nanodrones would realise their mistake and abort the opperation when they found no traces of breast tissue or female DNA, but I was wrong. I watched as Mr. Thompsons nipples erected and his areolas grew larger, then breast tissue begun to build. Every passing second, his breasts grew larger and larger, as his his areolas. Within 10 seconds, Thomson had a pair of breasts what would have taken years to grow naturally. By that time, I was wishing I could override the drones, stop them in their tracks, but it could have proven fatal if I had. Thomson screamed in agony, i then saw that his penis was shrinking, drawing itself back into his body. Thomson grabbed where his penis had been, then screamed again, this time screaming so hard that he let out a strangled gasp. His back made a terrible crunching noise and bowed inwards, then his face reshaped itself. Suddenly, the alarms begun to sound. In less then a minute, the nanodrones had transformed him into a copy of Mrs Ferguson, but it appeared the shock had been too much for the body to handle, the shear pain had caused his brain to overload and killed him.

Chapter 2:

Six months afterwards, as I was awaiting trial for a manslaughter charge, I was kidnapped and injected with a serum. A woman named Alex offered me a deal.

“Pleasure Island has a recent problem with customers not paying their bills. You're going to help us fix that, and we let you live. We've injected nanodrones into you, if you refuse, they detonate in your brain.” Alex said simply. I realised I had no choice and I accepted to help her.

The plan was simple, nanodrones would be used to transform any customer who was unwilling to pay using thee nanodrones which I had managed to stablize since the incident with Thomson and use them to get the money. This ment transforming them into sex crazed women, use them to earn the money for 6 months, then return them to normal and drop them off at a remote location, to fake that they had amnesia. Our first project was a complete sucesss, transformation took 3 minutes and as the nanodrones effectivly blocked the pain receptors, the subject was unharmed physically or mentally and remained alive.

Alex then requested that I taught her everything about the nanodrones, something about her tone was erie, by that time I was suspicious that she had no more use for me.

“Pleasure Island Nanotech system. Please state name for remote access.” the computer saidd

“Stevens, William.” I replied

“Welcome back Dr. Stevens, please state which programe you wish to view.” the computer said

“Programe number Eleven.” I said, and begun to reprograme the code to work with the newer nanorobots.

“Okay, now for a bit of alteration.” I thought, adding a new coding to the file, then adding a password to the new coding.

“Thomson.” I typed, recalling the poor man i'd accidently killed. I'd set up the programe so I had to enter that code every week to keep the nanodrones working correctly, otherwise the 11th time programe Eleven was activated if the weekly password hadn't been entered, a new coding would be activated.

Chapter 3
Two months later, I'd just finished showing Alex the nanodrone diagrams and returned to my room. As I lay on my bed, a wave of nausia flooded over me.

“No, god please!” I prayed, as suddenly my body seazed up in a spasm, and I begun to transform. As the transformation started, I managed to control myself and got to my computer and was able to activate the programe. As my nails were growing longer, typing was harder, but i sucessfully loaded up the nanodrone programing system and activated the failsafe programe and uploaded it.

“GOD!” I screamed, as i could feel my chest expanding outwards, growing into a DD cup figure. I then hit the reset on the computer, and fell to the ground and felt my genetelia shrinking away. As the pain subsided, I looked into a mirror.

“God, I'ms Alex.” I thought, as the drones surged into my brain and begun to reprograme me....i'm going.....going...going...going...going...gone...i gotta fight this...can't let this happen


Two days ago

Suddenly I can see again...and i'm programe Eleven. I take count of my suroundings. I'm back in Pleasure island. Ah, a mirror....wow, Eleven was a hottie, no wonder people wanted her...Damn it Will, focus!

“Okay, you're ready now my dear. Your name is Nikki Creston, and you're to work at the massage parlour.” a woman said, I spun around to see Alex, except she was wearing a badge reading “Ms. Wilma Stevens”

Suddenly, I begun to fade away again, and when I came back, Ms. Stevens was dead, her head was shattered, I then realised with the faulty nanodrones that whoever had became Eleven was still fighting for control of the body but was loosing and eventually faded away alltogether. I grabbed a wallet from some pants on the floor, seeing an Id card. “Peter Baxter”

“I'm sorry Peter, but I need this body. I'm going to make them all pay.” I thought, as I made my way to his car and hit the road, “Alex is going to pay for this, with her life.”

Fin.

Ms. Stevens, Nikki and Peter Baxter belong to Makodap, all other characters belong to me.

[Scorch]

Any criticisms or notes? I mean over 200 views and no comments or insults.

[Prof_Sai]

It could be people haven't seen the original movie and don't want it spoilt.

[Scorch]

Actually, most of the stuff i wrote was based on clips and Tales from the underground: The Trap, so i'm not really spoiling things.