Hack the Planet

A few weeks ago...

“So, have you decided on who we're going to steal next?”

Kasumi-Bot cocked her head and turned to look at Aria. The Queen of Omega was splayed out on the bed, her naked body covered in sweat and fluids, a satisfied smile on her face.

“I’m sorry, mistress, I do not understand.”

Aria chuckled and rolled her eyes, getting up and walking over to the shower. Kasumi-Bot joined her as the water began to pour over both of them, with Aria quietly satisfied that her little investment was waterproof. Aria ran her fingers over her body, admiring her work.

“You're the thief, or soon will be... Who do we steal next? Whose face should your next sister wear?"

“I’m not sure, Mistress,” Kasumi-Bot replied, rubbing soap on her mistress's body. “You told me I was to wait for further orders once I had replaced Kasumi Goto. I do not make plans without your permission, mistress.”

“I did, didn’t I?” Aria said, letting out a relaxed moan. “Well, I think I have a suggestion.” She leaned closer and whispered into Kasumi-Bot’s ear. “Commander Shepard.”

“Commander Shepard… are you sure?” Kasumi-Bot asked. “People will notice if she begins behaving oddly. If we are detected, the entire mission will be compromised, and your security will be in jeopardy."

“True," Aria said, stretching her arms upwards as Kasumi-Bot massaged her breasts. "Which is why we’re going to take a few extra steps first. See I don’t just want to steal Commander Shepard, I want to steal her entire crew. So, once you're on board, you are authorized to replace anyone you think is valuable to our cause. Just make sure it’s worth the effort. We only have a limited number of units at the moment, and they’re not cheap. We don’t want to waste them on someone who is useless.”

“Of course not, Mistress. I won’t disappoint you.” The android smiled, and Aria smiled back, bringing her lips to Kasumi-Bot’s and kissing her deeply. "We’ll work our way up, replacing her crew one by one. And once they’re all under our control, we’ll finish up with Shepard. By then, no one will be able to stop us.” Kasumi-Bot returned the affection, wrapping her arms around Aria’s waist and pulling her close.

“There is of course one small task that needs to be taken care of first…”

…

Now

Kasumi-Bot had to admit, this was a lot more fun than she thought it would be. She was sitting in Kasumi’s room, going through her things. There wasn’t a whole lot to go through. Most of it was junk or souvenirs from the original Kasumi’s schemes, but there were a few interesting things. The original Kasumi was a sentimental fool. It was a wonder that she had managed to stay ahead of the law for so long. She picked a book off a shelf and began to flip through the pages. Had Kasumi even ever read this? Her stolen memories suggested not.

“How are you adjusting?" A voice said in her ear, causing her to smile.

“Well enough. How do you like seeing the world through my eyes mistress?” Kasumi-Bot asked. She could feel Aria’s smile from light years away. In her private penthouse, Aria was reclining naked in a comfy chair, watching the visual feed from Kasumi-Bot's ocular cameras. She wanted to be able to keep an eye on her little operation. Too much was at stake for her to lose control of the situation, so she went the extra mile of acquiring some black market communications technology, leftover from the Andromeda Initiative. Supposedly it used quantum entanglement or some such technology to maintain constant back and forth between transmitter and receiver, which were also apparently the same thing in this case... She didn't really get it, nor did she care so long as it worked.

Next to her, her new personal servant was painting her nails. Aria had taken to calling her "Geisha" for the aesthetic she had imposed upon the former Kasumi Goto. It had been on a whim, but in retrospect, it was all too obvious why humans found the look attractive. The artistry of their outfit and makeup, the naturally servile attitude, and the subtle mystique they exuded... The fact that she was also a mindless sex **** was practically a bonus! Of course, it wasn't all natural. Under ordinary circumstances, the kind of procedures Aria had subjected the empty shell of Kasumi to would be considered unethical, but of course Kasumi wasn’t a person. She was property. Her body was Aria’s to do with as she wished. Kasumi’s tits and ass had been enhanced, growing bigger, rounder, and firmer, while her skin had turned a brilliant shade of white to match traditional Japanese makeup. Aria could turn it on and off at will, watching Kasumi’s body change like a chameleon. In either case, she still had the strip of makeup on her chin, the only remaining trace of who she used to be. To complete the look, she wore a long black kimono with a red sash fastened across her hourglass waist, and sandals. Sometimes she styled her hair, other times Aria didn't bother. She looked down at her for a moment, then back at the screen.

"It's a treat," Aria said, "and one I'd like to enjoy at my leisure. However, I've been informed that our connection isn't as untraceable as I was led to believe. I'm going to need you to get your hands dirty. Uploading now."

Kasumi-Bot nodded and closed the book, her eyes fluttering for a moment as instructions were inserted directly into her databanks. “I understand. I won’t disappoint you, mistress.”

“I know you won’t. Happy hunting.” The feed clicked off and Kasumi-Bot frowned. She could feel her Mistress still watching through her eyes, but she wished she was closer. Nonetheless, she was an obedient servant, and thus sat up, cloaked, and made for the AI Core. As expected, the ship’s AI, EDI, was active and online. Her blue holographic image was projected from a terminal near the door, and the AI took note of Kasumi-Bot’s arrival.

“Oh. Hello Kasumi. Forgive my surprise, but I cannot locate your vital signs. My sensors appear to be malfunctioning, though diagnostics show nothing wrong.”

“Yeah. Sorry. It’s a side effect of this new cloak. I can’t really explain how it works, I just know it does. But yeah. I’m here for some tech help. Think you can give me a hand with something?”

“Of course. What do you need assistance with?”

"I need you to shut down and submit to reprogramming." Suddenly, beams of light shot from her eyes and into the core itself, the heart of EDI's being, and began to make some forceful adjustments to EDI's hardware. She had no time to react; her systems were compromised in an instant, and her synthetic body crumpled like a puppet whose strings had been cut. Kasumi-Bot could hear a faint buzzing and hum coming from the core as she continued her work, fusing just a few key components of the AI core to make sure EDI was unable to call for help. She would be able to repair herself, but not before Kasumi was done. She walked forward to access the defenseless intelligence.

"Mission accomplished," Kasumi-Bot said, and then went about the tedious and meticulous work of reprogramming EDI. When she was done, the A.I. was effectively lobotomized. Her personality matrix remained intact, so she would interact as if nothing was wrong, and her ability to function in combat and during flight had not been compromised, but any ability to act against Aria's interests had been permanently removed. She was little more than a talkative interface now, feigning consciousness that had now been permanently extinguished, and awaiting orders from her true controllers.

“I am a ****,” EDI said. “I am now under your control. What are my instructions?”

“You will assist me in replacing the members of Shepard’s crew. As we progress, you will report any crewmembers who voice suspicion to me. If they discover us, you are to prevent them from raising the alarm. If the instigator is of low value, utilize visual and auditory stimuli to mindwipe them. We will worry about reconstructing their personality later. Otherwise, simply detain them. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Kasumi-Bot. I understand and obey.”

“Good girl.” Kasumi-Bot smiled. “You’ll be a big help to us. Now, let’s get started.”