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Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 33

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Chapter 33

Beau remained hidden behind his personal shield. He watched inside a dinner across the street as Rider was working inside a busting tables. Rider was working hard with a smile on his face. Beau watched Rider chatting with young and old Supers that were eating inside or working in the dinner.

Beau felt someone behind him suddenly. He didn’t react right away because he caught the scent of the female. He waited until no one was looking in their direction and then he turned toward Jessica as he put down his shield. Beau appeared before them dressed in a black shirt jeans and brown leather jacket with the Homeworld logo pin on the front of the jacket.. She jumped back but Ryu caught her around the waist and held close while he glared at Beau.

“What’s going on baby girl? How did you track my location?” Beau asked.

Jessica was dressed in a dark blue tight jumpsuit and homeworld jacket. She stared at him in surprise. Ryu towered over her standing close beside her. He was glaring at Beau. She smiled at him suddenly and tapped a pink finger nail to the homeworlder badge and communicator attached to Beau’s jacket.

“You forgot the second function of your communicator? What are you doing here?” She said. Her eyes gave off a warm glow of energy.

Beau grinned and shrugged his shoulders. “Just checking up on a old friend of mean is all.” He said with a wink and then he started walking away.

Jessica and Ryu quickly fell into step with Beau and followed him. Ryu glared at him. “The van is just around the corner. The Boss was worried about you. Why you come down to this shit hole to see that old man.” Ryu said.

Beau sighed shaking his head. “You talk like you know what the fuck is going on. You should stick to being the muscle of Homeworld like a good soldier.” He said.

Ryu grimanced. “I know enough about Rider and you, old man. He spent only twelve months doing a bid so he could walk away with a few scars and in a better start and a whole body then you had. You spent five years slaving for the government and being experimented on to keep him from being killed by the normals or worse. You ended up with a broken Broken body, a crippled alcoholic forgotten legend. He ended up looking like a fucking pretty boy hero. You should fucking hate that asshole for having it so easy.” He said.

Beau laughed as a memory hit him like a brick to the face. It was the first time he was experimented on. It had been the first painful and humilating time but every period afterward had been a walk in the park compared to the first time. The thought of dying got easier after that for him once he realized it was only going to be him out of all his people and Vlad’s children.

Ryu flenched back but then he glared at Beau. “Your a fucking crazy old asshole bro. Your fucking nuts. I don’t understand you.” He said.

Beau sighed but said nothing as he shook his head.

“Ryu! That’s enough.” Jessica said. She turned to Beau. “He doesn’t mean to so rude. I think he’s coming to understand you more clearly.” She said.

Beau chuckled shaking his head at Ryu. Beau feeling the ach in his legs start to begin as he walked to a black utility Homeworld van parked on a corner. “You need to stop fishing in other people’s heads for shit that isn’t your business. I did what I did and I saved as many of my people as I could. I consider that a win.” He said.

“The war isn’t over old man. We got eyes on us from the bitch in the white house.” Ryu said.

“Shit. What the fuck does that fucking bitch want now?! Fucking sum ah bitch.” Beau said and started limping quickly to the van. The back door slid open and masked female dressed in all leather. The lower half of her face was covered by a black mask. Her dark eyes were playful as she greeted him.

“Hey baby.” Angel said in a warm intimate voice. She offered her hand to him.

Beau smiled. “Hey beautiful. Wonderful to see your wonderful shapely body again.” He said taking her hand.

Angel quickly grabbed his arm yanking him inside the van and held him close. “Next time tell us when your going out for a bit. You had me worried.” She said in a shaky husky voice.

Jessica followed inside and Ryu slid the door closed as he got inside the front passenger side door. The van took off as Beau started sweating as Angel gave him a black water bottle offering it to him and helping him to drink down the contents.

Beau felt mildly refreshed taking in the drink before he waved the bottle and it’s contents away from his mouth. He looked to Ryu whom was glancing back at his face. “When did the normals start turning their eyes on homeworld? Is it because of what happened with Martin’s son or Rider getting out?” He asked.

Ryu stared at him. “They want you back old man. They sent the boss a offer to be nice but that’s only the beginning.” He said knowingly.

“Shit!” Beau said with a grimance.

“Beau. Don’t worry. My dad isn’t going to turn on you. He knows what will happen if he allowed them to take you again.” Jessica said.

Beau shook his head. “He didn’t allow it the first time someone had to be taken. They wanted you and your siblings. I didn’t have choice.” He said bluntly.

Jessica stared at him with tears in her eyes. “I’m sorry you suffered because of us.” She said.

Beau closed his eyes blocking out her face. He tried to steady his mind and breathing not to think about the past again.

“Beau. Baby. We need you to relax.” Angel said wiping down his sweaty face.

Beau shook his head. “Fucking bullshit distraction. I’ve been out of the game to long now and I’m used up and I’m old. I don’t believe that bullshit for a second. Ah shit.” He said in grunt of pain at the end as his metal legs gave way and he sat on the seat leg less again. “Damn legs gave out again.” He said in a funny voice as he caught them looking at him differently. Not like good old joking Techno. But, like the Blue Technomancer of the past. He didn’t like it.

Ryu stared at Beau. He shook his head at Beau. “I don’t believe your act anymore old man and neither do the normals in the white house.. They going to attempt to start bribing you back in to the military before they go into direct threats against either you or the people around you.” He said.

Ryu shook his head. “No. No. We don’t have time for this shit. Rider is free. Homeworld is on the rise and my people are safe. I can’t let them win. I didn’t survive through that shit for it to end up like this. Fuck em. I’ll figure out something.” He said quietly. His mind began to work fast as he went over possible plans and strategies.

Ryu shook his head staring at Beau. He saw into Beau’s mind like fish bowl. “No. You’re going back to Homeworld and the Boss is going to do the figuring out part. You signed on for that. Your not going back to them. So just stop thinking what your thinking and sit tight and pretend to be a weak old man all you like and sell that shit to some other sucker it only worked on me once.” He said with a snide smile and chuckle.

Beau flipped him off. “Fuck you too.” He said.

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 32

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Chapter 32

Beau sat in wheel chair in his apartment dorm room facing a wide screen 22 inch wall plat screen television. There was a live news footage of Rider getting out of prison. Rider walked with careful walk. His eyes were staring straight ahead as he carried his box of personal items and his duffle bag. Rider silver blue metal necklace was around his neck. He was dressed in casual jeans and white dress shirt and beat up sneakers. He doubted it was the outfit that he had went in with. It was outfit that had been assigned to him to wear for the photo shoot.

Beau took a sip from his tall glass of ice sweet tea. He grimaced wishing it was wine but then he shook his head knowing that wouldn’t a good idea. He was twenty-four months sober and trying to keep it that way for Jessica and Angel’s sake’s.

Beau watched as a camera focused on Rider. He walked up to news platform set up outside of the prison. President Smith and other politicians stood and waved him toward them to speak at the podium. Rider looked pale a lot leaner. His eyes though is what made Beau’s head began to hurt. Rider was still riding the line between control and madness. Nightmares swam behind his dark eyes.

Rider still obeyed the summons from the President. He shook hands with her. He nodded his head to whatever bullshit she said to him. He then took his position facing the reporters and looked down at the speech prepared for him to read.

Beau set his glass down on the floor. There was a beep on his communicator. Beau took a breath. “Mute Television.” He said. The plate screen and the words muted in red letters was on the screen.

Beau tapped his communicator pin attached to his jacket. “Techno here.” He said.

“Beau. Are you watching the press conference with Rider?” Martin asked.

Beau was quiet watching Rider read off his speech. He couldn’t hear the words and was thankful for it. “Yeah. I’m watching it now. He just needs to get through it before they’ll let him go.” Beau said in calm even toned voice.

“Brother. He knew what he was getting into when he took that deal. At least now he knows who these bastards really are. I know he was your friend but we did try to warn him they would turn on him.” Martin said.

Beau chuckled. “He’s not as smart as you are brother. He never saw this coming. He’s just a victim of his own ideals. The only thing I want now is for them to leave him alone. He belongs to us now. He survived though I know they had to put him through the shit. He survived.” He said.

Martin was quiet. “I’m sorry brother we couldn’t get him out.” He said.

Beau sighed and then stared at the screen as Rider lifted his hand and pointed at someone. He froze. “Volume on!” He said.

The volume on the plate screen was turned on.

Rider was speaking to a young pretty Super. The young mutant had silver blond hair, she was dressed a white suit jacket and skirt who was standing up. The crowd of reporters around her were silent. Pictures flashed but Rider held her gaze. “My time is done. Save our people. You’ve got a long fight on your hands of a different kind now. It’s a fight you will need different types of weapons to fight. Your speech and your Super noble mind. The future of our kind and generations to come depend on your wisdom and your determination. This time it’s not some dead alien. This time it’s your own government. Your own people. Your own normal country men. You fight for your children and their future. Fight to make sure they don’t fall. You want a hero to look up to look in the mirror sister. You’re a mother and sister of our kind. You’re ready to fight encourage our kind to push on when many would see us dead and gone. That’s my hero.” Rider said and turned started walking away as pictures flashed.

Beau’s mind flashed back to that moment when he was speared in the chest waiting to die finally. Wishing for it but he wanted to live. He felt it.

“Beau?! Beau are you seeing this? What the hell is happening?! Is he doing what I think he’s doing?!” Martin said in growing alarm.

Beau nodded his head. “He’s using his powers on her but his powers are expanding out through the damn camera and crowd. He’s gotten stronger. What the fuck is this!?” He said.

Beau’s phone went off in his pocket. He got it out and answered it. “What the fuck have you’ve done? He was supposed to lose his powers when he was collared.” Beau said.

E’s laughter sent a chill down Beau’s spine. “I told you brother. He would survive. The threat of his illness and his loyalty to the normals has been stomped out. He’s fully on the side of his people. Do you want to meet him?” She said.

Beau hung up on her without answering her. This wasn’t what he wanted. This complicated things and he already could see trouble for Rider once they’re enemies realized what Rider’s real powers were. This wasn’t at all what he wanted.

The Ride doesn’t end

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Trump is taking a freeze to USAID. The overlords in charge are shitting themselves at losing their cash cow business front. Librarals hate for T-Money is on the rise.

Here are my thoughts:

After 10 plus years of woke shit, covid 19 shit and emotional blackmail and people just fucking with ordinary Americans and gamers the fucking chickens have come home to roost. It’s time for some free range fresh fried chicken.

Some people are in fear right now of Trump, of the world coming to end and all that bullshit but there is a part of me that is like respectfully…how can I say this?

Fuck em.

I can’t even work myself to reply to the fuckers that road the propaganda cocain machine of the media dream machines. That told me believe to believe all scientists. To trust the science and your political leaders on your home team.

Fuck em.

We ain’t on the same team. I think back on the psysop wars of 2020-2023. Covid mask theories and Orange man bad, Biden is the savory of the world and free range racism. The fucking depression. The psychological battlefield for my mind. All added on to the big Mac of hate for the straight white man 1st and the straight black man 2nd not in tuned to the woke mind virus.

Fuck em.

I wore the mask. I gave the fuckers the benefit of the doubt once. Though I never took not one shot to my ass. I gave them a shot at my trust. They took a shit on my good will and stole my fucking money.

Fuck em.

Holy shit. The mother fucking defenders of ministry of truth want to cry and moan?! All I can think to say is please cry into my coffee cup so I drink that shit or turn that shit into some vap juice.

The fucking ride doesn’t end.