My name is Unit 9. You may wonder why my name is a simple number and if you are willing to hear my story I can explain much more than that. It began on my nineteenth birthday. I had been a soldier in what was the Earth Armed Forces. Things were much simpler at the time. It was when men began to push technology to its limits that things became very different. They built machines of great speed, power and versatility. With all that came nothing but greed and destruction. I want to be able to tell you that I brought peace and order to a world of chaos but that cannot be so. I was the very foundation that brought the concept of war to a whole new level.

It began with the dividing of the nations. Let me say that Earth is not like how you all know it today. The population is no longer grounded to the single planet we view as the source of life. Colonies have been developed in large ships that float about our very solar system. You see the year is 2999. It’s a very different world. Wars are fought in all ways: air, land, sea and space. As I have already stated, the nations divided twenty years ago sparking the greatest war of all times. It was the ideas of a single man who manipulated the very human race. He went by the name Marcus Ash. Marcus believed he could engineer human life to live for centuries. This controversial belief brought about many disputes between people who thought he was playing God and those who saw him as God. His secret was the use of a blood, which at birth, was injected into the host. The blood contained tiny mechanical fibres that would slow the process of aging once the host reached the peak of their physical and mental form. This “magic blood” only gave the host unnatural long life but no other benefits such as super strength or brains were never proven. At least – not until I came along. The special blood also brought immunities from all diseases known to humans.

Many opposed this method of everlasting youth. The war of today is fought between the Ords (short for ordinary) and the Selects (those chosen to be hosts).

Enough about that. This is my story. On my nineteenth birthday I was asked to be a host for a new type of blood. I must point out that as a soldier I was nothing but average when it came to my skill. I was of a simple ground operations unit much like the infantry of nearly a century ago. It was my looks and my personality that brought the men of science to choose me for their tests. My strong, firm body was in its top physical condition. I wasn’t butch but well toned with each muscle defined and sculpted like well polished off art. My light, almost white blonde hair was cut short and always styled in the sleek uneven mohawk. Of course it was never in my nature to be taken as a member of the opposite sex so I never shaved the sides or anything like that. It was just my preference. My eyes were not like anything you will ever see. When looking directly at me you would see my right eye is a dark green but my left – my left was not in anyways natural for it had been replaced with a special eyes that worked like a scope. It had the crosshairs of a scope that were visible to anyone who looked at me. I was able to zoom in on objects and see in both infrared as well as nightvision. I should stop there and continue on with the story.

When I agreed to do this I never had any idea what was in store for me.