Chapter 2 - I hear voices…?

  Ha. I fell asleep.

  But something had stirred me.

  A… voice?

  I tried to cock my ear. Ha, I could move a bit now.

  Hu?

  “-vely.”

  I moved my hand a bit and touched a warm wall.

  “-re, here! The baby is…” I took my hand back and did it again.

  “Here! Put your hand here!”

  And suddenly, something pushed back. A bit. Then a whisper could be heard.

  “Hello little o… ...ur father, this is the first time you hear me, and I love you.” The voice was rough but full of…

  What a lovely voice… I kept my hand pushed against his awhile but soon my body grew too exhausted to continue.

  After all, I’m just a baby.

  I fell asleep again.

  …

  Mother, are you awake?

  Yes. I slept…?

  A week since the last time you were awake, two since we started incantating. First things first: It seems that you keep incantating even while asleep. I have theorized that it’s because it’s not actually sleeping, but a trance of some sort.

  That’s good.

  Yes. Also, since 7 days ago, around when you woke up, the resources intake of your mom’s body spiked. In particular, an abundant amount of meat has been coming in. Hence, I will proceed with the advanced modification with the spare resources I have, as planned.

  Good. Any news from the Tower?

  All good, work progressing normally. A bit quicker actually. It seems that the sun is in a weak phase.

  Fewer radiations to scramble the equipment, good.

  Indeed.

  I tried to push my hand against the wall, my mom’s belly in fact, and as soon as I did it elicited a reaction.

  “He moved! Dear, come here!” I pushed my second hand and quickly received a response.

  “He’s even using is two hands, let’s take one each!”

  She’s quite excited about that.

  I felt hands pushing against each of mine.

  Yes.

  But it feels nice. Once I’m back in my game, I’ll start working again on our little project. I’m sure that I’ll be able to give you a biological body at some point, even get pregnant with you, so you can live all of this.

  I’m looking forward to it, Mom.

  Mom? You sure are excited hahaha.

  I can’t deny this fact.

  “We love you.” Said the two voices to me, both the gentle and the rough one.

  ...It’s… pretty nice to have parents so far? A shame I can’t remember mine.

  Well, technica-

  I know those are mine too! I talk of my previous parent you dumbass! The last word had sounded strange and, indeed...

  Using curses from the Alfar language is bad, Mother. In fact, cursing is bad.

  I curse if I want! In particular when you are a dumbass!

  You’re mean.

  Oy oy I didn’t mean it, stop being sad already.

  Moookay, but you owe me another spell creation.

  Of course cutie pie.

  Thanks, mom.

  No problemo. Ha, but I’m dozing off again. Sorry.

  This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.

  Don’t worry. Sleep well.

  Thank you, little heart.

  …

  …

  Uah. What time is it now?

  Half of the 23rd week

  How many left to go?

  Normally, 16, but I’m making it 22 to accommodate the change to our mother.

  Do resources keep coming in?

  Yep, more than before. More meat, also more vegetables it seems, and fruit.

  6 Weeks… Maybe the season changed? Winter to spring?

  Possible. I’ll try to connect to sensory organs and do some preliminary scans while you’re asleep.

  Good. Will 17 weeks be enough for the planned modification?

  Amply. Her reaction to the spell is extremely positive.

  Good that. Hormones behave themselves, all good?

  Yes. In fact, your mom has started building more muscular mass since the start of resource afflux.

  Ha. Well, EB/012 is very compact so she shouldn’t end up like a bodybuilder or something. I just hope she’ll not be that surprised by the power spike she will live, since it’s still a battle strain made for elite soldiers on difficult warzones.

  Yes, I’ve dug a bit in data and I’ve found that I’m the one who created it.

  For real? Wait. Oh my god, how could I forget, you gave it to me as a Mom’s day gift! I was so happy! I’m sorry to have forgotten sweety, really!

  You’re an incomplete baby still in the womb of her mother, it’s normal to have memories like scrambled eggs. Besides, I always knew you were the forgetting kind, it’s not today that I’ll take it personally.

  Thank you sweety you’re such an angel!

  Hehehe, I know.

  I’m blessed to have a child like you.

  You sure are. Go back to sleep, I’ll awaken you if needed.

  From there I slept and woke up repetitively, without any real change.

  Well, yes, there was one change. Mom’s belly was getting smaller. Oh, the other way around, I was getting bigger.

  I kept messing with Mom and Dad, pushing my hands to touch theirs. I did not know why, but it was strangely soothing. Mom, feeling me move, started to talk more to me, nonsensical things about how she loved me. Also, past a point, about how eager she was to see me.

  We exceeded normal pregnancy duration, I think your mom shows a bit of worry through her eagerness.

  But it shouldn’t be that bad since I’m giving her signs of health, I’m moving and she feels it. Besides, she must be in a very comfy state for a pregnant woman since you manage every hormonal production I do, literally all the time.

  Yes. In fact, she is in extremely good health. The spell has been used with success and all the parameters are in the green, you just need to mature a bit more and we’re all good to make you see the sun again.

  Talking about it as if I was going to take a shuttle to the Control Tower.

  Well, it’s not totally dissimilar.

  Maybe for you, since you’ve all the parameters in hand hahaha!

  By the way, since we’ve still three and a half weeks to be in there, and there are plenty of resources at our disposal, maybe we should modify your mom further?

  Hoho, I feel that you have an idea. Shoot.

  Your mom is your mom, right? You want her to be in good health to take care of you, but also to enjoy having a mom, right?

  Not surprising for you to understand me like that. Yup, I want to try to have a mom, you know, to… to...

  To replace what you lost to Entropy.

  Yeah, that. Let’s not talk too much about those bastards. So, your point is?

  Well, wouldn’t it be better to try and modify your mom as much as possible while we have a direct connection to her like that? Once separated…

  It will be more difficult to change her, I know. What’s your plan?

  Immunity system redesign based on military specs, upgrade to all main organs, integration of a regrowth factor, creation of a stem cells production and coordination plant, change to the keratine molecule produced, enhanced sensory organs, and a new biometallic mesh for the skeleton.

  Wow. So, a Spec Ops modification of the poor, with what little we have access to?

  Yes.

  Are you su- no, of course you’re sure, you’ve already made the calculation, right?

  Of course. With the plan I created, I have a .000001 certainty of at least partial positive effect, with no negative effects whatsoever.

  That’s actually quite good. Will 25 days be enough time?

  No, but that is within calculations. I’ll create a temporary organ programmed to make all the changes over a period of 6 months to 5 years, as it sees fit, based on reactions to the changes and resources available. Do I have your accord?

  Greenlight for the project. Go ahead. Just remember what would happen if you fail.

  I will not fail.

  Good. I don’t want to mourn this mom of mine anytime soon.

  I fell asleep once more as my bubble of coziness closed around me.

  …

  ...

  Urgh. I want to get out.

  Please wait three more days.

  Yeah yeah, I know. Status of the SuperMom project?

  Ha yes, your famous naming sense. I missed that, too.

  Stop teasing me.

  Alright, alright. I’ve finished creating the autonomous modification organ. Took more time than anticipated. Right now I’m running diagnostics like crazy with the hand figuratively over the autodestruct button of this thing, just in case I find anything that isn’t within acceptable parameters.

  Thank you for taking that to heart so much.

  I don’t want to make you sad.

  Mooh you’re lovely.

  I know, praise me more.

  I’m sure that you’ll make a great child once I’ve finished the incarnation project.

  Thanks hehehe. Also, I want siblings, but I’m the older one.

  What, making demands now? Not even born you already want little siblings?

  Yes. But you know, siblings seem to be so much fun, right?

  You’re not wrong… I hope I already have siblings, I want to enjoy the legendary pampering I’ve heard of. Ha, but I also want new siblings, to pamper them.

  I knew you could understand.

  Well, we’re partially the same person so it’s not surprising.

  True.

  ...huuuh. A fuck, I’m tired. You don’t mind me going to sleep?

  Go ahead. I’ll wake you up a bit before I launch the birth.

  Thanks. Also, I’m not a shuttle.

  Yes you are, course set right toward the world. 70 years. I’m really curious about the changes.

  I hope people don’t remember me as a monster. In fact, I hope they don’t remember me at all.

  I hope too.

  But first. Let’s enjoy this new family. I’ll finally know what it feels like to have a mom and dad!

  Cheers to that!