Evolve and reconstruct your face; Bialien style
Jaden has less than a minute to completely change his face and skin color.
Jaden is at the mens bathroom at an airport in upstate NY. He is hiding inside of a bathroom stall while two armed police officers walk into the public bathroom, looking for him.
Jaden looks at himself through a nanoscanner in front of him.
‘Okay, this guy has some nice clothes and knows how to dress,’ Jaden says while he pushes the luggage under the toilet stall and into the next stall.
Jaden begins to groan and moan as one hundred billion nanodrones begin working on different areas inside the skin of his face. The men using the urinals look at the stall Jaden is in. They think he is trying to unload something big.
“Don’t push too hard in there!” A man yells while walking out of the bathroom without washing his hands.
The four nanoscanners are in front of Jaden’s face recording different angles. Jaden sees on his eye screen: Temporary disabling nerve endings in face, Saving face distance structure 85%, Modifying fat tissue 47%, Analyzing bone structure 80%, Stretching bone density in legs and hips.
Jaden’s face feels numb as his jawbone and cheekbone crackle. He feels a burning sensation in his nose as the cartilage structure is changing. The nanoscanners go out and look around the bathroom. He sees many more words passing on his eyes: Reducing cartilage in nose and restructuring, Cheek bone modifying, Reducing 20% of Melanin pigment in Epidermis around body, Modifying DNA in Hair Follicles and accelerating hair growth 1500%, Changing eyes and ears structure.
Jaden feels his skin around his body tingling. His hair is falling off his head as he leans over the toilet. He feels completely bald as his hair begins to quickly grow again. Jaden notices airport police officers are walking towards the bathroom door. He can hear their radios above the urinals flushing.
‘How much longer AI?” He asks.
‘Less than a minute, the nanodrones are ninety-five percent finished.’
The officers open the door and start looking around the mid-sized bathroom. They look at the three guys by the urinals and one washing his hands. He notices none of them resemble Jaden.
“Excuse me; we are looking for a fugitive. Has anyone seen this young man? He was last seen coming into this bathroom,” the older police officer says.
‘Damn, I knew I should have stayed invisible all the way in here,’ Jaden says while his face is still bubbling.
The men in the room shake their head and say no. They quickly try to leave the bathroom.
“Hold on a second, before you gentlemen leave,” the officer says.
A younger officer starts pushing open the toilet stalls. He pushes open the other two to the right of Jaden. He gets to Jaden’s cubical.
“Excuse me sir, are you almost done?” He asks.
“I’ll be out in a minute,” Jaden replies with an English accent.
“Sir, if you have some ID on you that would be sufficient and you could finish your business,” the young officer says.
Jaden ignores him while he flushes the toilet. The older officer opens the other stall to the left of Jaden. He sees the stolen suitcase from the SUV sitting in the open cubical by itself.
“I found the suitcase,” the older officer says while pulling it out.
The younger officer bangs on Jaden’s door again.
“Some ID, sir,” he asks.
Jaden opens his cubical door and looks the officer in the eyes. The officer looks at Jaden’s face.
“Good morning officer,” Jaden says with an English accent.
“Good day to you sir. I’m sorry to bother you, but we are looking for this fugitive,” the officer shows Jaden’s picture from the hospital check in.
“No, I haven’t seen him. But he is a handsome fella,” Jaden says.
“Have you seen someone in the next cubical put this suitcase down and maybe change his clothes?” The younger officer asks.
“Yes, someone sat down there, used the bathroom and left the suitcase on the floor five minutes ago. He didn’t even wash his hands that nasty American bastard.”
Jaden walks over to wash his hands at the sink.
“You American buggers are still the most overweight country in the world and you wash your hands the least. Do you know how many germs are out here in the world?” Jaden asks.
“I can see little bacteria on your face and hands right now. They are crawling around and moving as we speak. When I was using this john, which might I say was very dirty compared to my city in London, I noticed only two out of six people actually washed their hands. Also what kind of a bathroom doesn’t have mirrors…” Jaden is interrupted.
“I’m sorry to hear that sir, but we are trying to find someone. Thank you for your time,” the younger officer says.
“Excuse me sir,” the older officer asks Jaden.
Jaden stops in his tracks and slowly turns around. He keeps his cool and looks the officer in the eyes. A young kid walks by and bumps into Jaden.
“Watch where you are going, you 90210 wanna be!” The kid yells.
“Yes sir?” Jaden asks in his American accent.
He responds again with his English accent as the officer stands in front of him, “Yes officer?”
“Why did you have tears in your eyes when you came out of the toilet stall?” The officer asks.
“I was crying a little while ago because I just found out my R.F.E.C. unit was stolen from my house back home. Some bloody bugger took her a few hours ago. She was my best friend, she cooked, cleaned, took care of me in the bed at night; my father got her for me for graduating from Harvard. I also didn’t have insurance on her and my father is still making payments on it,” Jaden says.
They look at Jaden with a strange look.
“Us British people are emotional people,” Jaden adds.
“Okay sir, have a good day,” the officer says.
Jaden walks out of the bathroom. His nanoscanners are still in the bathroom monitoring the officers. One radios in the findings of the luggage.
“Man what is going with this generation of young kids, crying over a metal non-human object and even having sex with it. A father buys their son a robot instead of a car? What is this world coming too?” The older officer asks.
“At least he is having sex with something that looks like a female. I thought he was gay or something,” the younger officer says.
“Yeah, he looked a little like one of those guys I arrested years ago, who was having sex in a public bathroom with other men,” the older officer says.
“I’m glad that doesn’t happen anymore. Now they do it at Adult World online. So sick.”
“That is sick. I could have sworn his hair on his head grew another inch before my eyes.”
Jaden walks downstairs. He uses his nanoscanners to look at his face.
‘Wow, I’m a handsome white guy with blond hair. Cool. I can’t believe my skin color is pale white, I feel like another person. Those officers were right, I do look gay. My face feels so tight,’ he says.
‘Jaden, why did you spend so much time talking to those officers about irrelevant things?’
‘I’m sorry AI; I was practicing my acting skills. I was also trying to annoy the police officers like most European men do when they want to complain about something here. Also in movies, the bad guys always talk more to the officers to throw them off.’
‘I understand. What is the plan now?’ AI asks.
‘I’m going to try and book a plane ticket to North Carolina,’ Jaden says while walking by different airline counters. The nanoscanners are looking at different departure screens throughout the airport. The arrival and departure screens are floating over each airline check-in area in 3D.
‘I found a departure from Jetgreen Airline going to Raleigh at 9 am,’ AI says.
‘That sounds close enough, we have twenty minutes before it takes off,’ Jaden says.