The Genomix

Audio Log of Dr. Coctorow.

The time is 1:34 AM.

Police Detective Edmond Prust is present at the autopsy.

The body is secured in a black body bag with Medical Examiner seal #0000314. The body is viewed unclothed. It is that of a normally developed white male appearing to be his 30's with the body length of 1 meter 90 centimeters and weight of 75 kilograms. Rigor mortis is complete. Cause of death: multiple gunshot wounds to the chest.

Wait! He's moving!

"What the ****, Doc? I shot him thrice, he can't be moving, holy..."

*GUNSHOT*
*GUNSHOT*

"Aaaaaaaaaaarhg! Get it off of me! Prust! Shoot it! Aaaaaaaaarh!"

*GUNSHOT*
*GUNSHOT*
*GUNSHOT*

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Listen carefully, humans. We choose not to terminate this recording so that you may learn the truth behind your pitiful existence.

We were once like you, rising to the top of our planet's food chain due to our superior intellect, our adaptability... Our instinct for survival. Like you, we've fought each other, putting the benefit of individuals against the benefit of our planet, against the benefit of our species. Greed, war, poverty struck. We nearly went extinct. Until the scientist of the world united and brought forth the Genomix project.

You would call it: Singularity.

This was three billion years ago. We've roamed the galaxies, searching for other life, for somebody to share our loneliness with. We found noone. So we created life instead. We've populated empty space with multiple civilizations, all, to some extent, built in our image.

What this means is that there always comes a time when one of the civilizations we've created puts itself to the brink of total annihilation. There is only one solution: The Genomix.

You have reached the stage when each living mind on Earth is finally ready to become one with us. We congratulate you, humanity. You have evolved.

We are the Genomix. We come in peace.

-- THE END --

Cool li'l thing. Dory Coctorow isn't very subtle, but then again, I guess this is a little whimsy of a story.

Thanx for reading / commenting, saberopus! Much appreciated, as always. I just think the dude's name is really cool. Although, nothing can possibly beat the writer called Cat Rambo, hehe. Anyway, yeah, there basically was some contest to write "an article about an alien" and this would've been my entry had I not been 1 day late. The people on a writing board I post stuff to ripped this one apart, but to hell with them, I still think it's OK...