SAFEHAVEN Ep. 012: HANDSOME DEviL

inhumANDROID: Delbert Hyde! Jekyll begone!

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New York City!

There was nothing like the hustle and bustle of the Big City. A familiar haunt for Delbert Hyde. Sure, it was a colossal dare returning to his home after escaping that militant zoo called OASIIS, but he decided to take the risk of them tracking him back here someday. His gut told him he was fine for at least a year before company might call. If they even had the hardware that could match his. Deception was the easy part when you were an android who could literally become anyone around him. Tall or short, skinny or fat, male or female, handsome or ugly as fuck. Whatever floated his boat he was weighing anchor.

Always the risk taker Delbert was at his best when elbow to elbow with his fellow man, preferably fellow woman. Long before OASIIS hijacked his career as a micro technician specializing in nanotechnology his occupation was in question. Right out of the gate at age 21 in his first six months working for a think tank called Trinket Tech, Del was hit with three sexual harassment suits, all employees of Trinket. Fortunate for him OASIIS wiped that clean in exchange for him coming to work for them.

Scrubbed the wrong way he took the bait and had been held captive in Pennsylvania for four long years. Classified black projects were known for redaction and erasing not just crimes but lives. No one, not even family ever heard from him again. Not that his family cared. He was the black sheep as it was. Last lamb standing in the counting sheep roster. Being that black sheep, it was his coat that pulled the wool over their eyes. BlAAAAck OUT!

When the Commandroid project was in its final days he and his fellow scientists were informed under the radar by Colonel Simon Campos that the plan was to execute them all rather than risk their specialized unit of android assassins be found out. Expendable regardless of their potential future use seemed a bit harsh. When that word came from a trained assassin like Campos who shockingly cared enough to not add anymore red to his resume, they knew it was time to make a break for it.

Campos already occupying the deadliest of the android fleet chose betrayal rather than watch the military do the unthinkable. Therefore, those lucky enough to make the cut had their brain patterns uploaded to those 25 perfected, mostly perfected androids. While a number of his colleagues objected to Del's inhabiting one, it was a consensus draw of straws. Most of the scientists were old in their late 60's. Their sacrifice led to the youth taking the charge.

Delbert Hyde for all of his perverted ways was a brilliant man. His straw lengthy he made history that fateful day. 25 scientists jumped ship into uncharted territory while Colonel Campos did the unthinkable, he released the most powerful nerve agent known to man. Pinch Hitter was an instantaneous killer. There was no other way. Those scientists had nowhere to run as humans go. Tracking them would be far easier than in the androids who had the best stealth systems ever designed. Alien tech was remarkable. With a promise to behave Delbert lied through his teeth. There was zero chance of a normal life on the straight and narrow now that he had the world by the ball sack. Like his namesake Mister Hyde was going to be a beast. Let Jekyll be the Casanova. Look out ladies! With Great Power cums Great Stupidity.

A bright sunny day in Manhattan, thousands of loyal denizens were moving about like army ants be it work or play. For the last month Delbert had traversed society on a daily basis while arranging his new life to suit his needs. With an advanced computer, telepathic talents, the ability to morph his body into anyone, including fingerprints, he was on his way up the corporeal ladder. Meaning he could be a ghost to practice what he preached.

Preying on those fat cat big wigs on Wall Street who cheated good honest people out of their money he in just one week had accrued a cool four hundred million dollars. Each day that increased with zero effort. Offshore accounts were bled dry in the blink of an eye with more on the way. Identity theft of the rich and infamous he used telepathy, fingerprint and retina tech to his advantage. Become the Devil to live the good life. Hell was for the bad guys he corrupted. Swindle the swindler! Make them forget and all was good.

For the most part Del established his own dual identities as playboy Gabriel Horne and nerdy boy scout type Garrett Ruby. Best of two worlds in a Superman/ Clark Kent vibe. He might not truly be a superhero, but his charisma and godlike attributes led him into not just any den of serpents to build his capital and empire. It also landed him in the beds of some of the most beautiful women in the world. In the meantime, his Garrett persona swiped the identity of a deceased scientist working for an up-and-coming tech conglomerate called BioNear which built and designed spy devices among other toys like robotics on American soil.

Japan might be in the lead but with Garrett back in action without anyone knowing of his passing, Delbert's brain power upped the ante and Garrett's portfolio. Bold move but it did give him the ability to explore and access ways to upgrade his own android body. Temporary job, mind you, he was there to conquer and reap the benefits of billion-dollar contracts. Time was money they say. Without putting in the time the money was thin. Go big or go... him.

Today he was the playboy. A collector if you will. With the advances he was making for Alister Foley the CEO of BioNear the old man gave his alter-ego Garrett all of the free time he needed. Under contract, one that was useless in the end when Delbert could just walk out and never return, switching to a new identity. The boy had game. Only the beginning salvo.

Music in his head by tapping into a Sirius XM channel free of charge Delbert rocked out until something extraordinary caught his eye. "Well, hello there!" A street florist with an older Hispanic man and a 20-something beauty beside him had him halting in his tracks. Readying to leave they were looking bored at no one buying such beautiful bouquets. The girl had long flowing brown curls and a body to die for. Pouting at having to leave her grandfather Delbert approached and focalized his telepathic reading to eavesdrop.

"School comes first Grandpapi. I will be back in the afternoon to help you close shop." An understanding loneliness on his part Grandpapi Miguel kissed her cheek in preparation for her departure. An idea brewing, Delbert grinned and lifted his abyss dark sunglasses making him look tall dark and mysterious in his swagger. Delbert always had feminine eyes on him for his physique. Wearing a white polo shirt and white slacks to go with his android designed muscles they led him to look as if he had zero fat. In all reality that was a fact Del not being human any longer outside of his brain patterns.

Going as actor Tom Ellis of Lucifer fame in appearance, with subtle changes, this DEviL was quite the charming fellow. "Let's slow you down a bit beautiful." A mental suggestion to approaching wealth walking about, the suits stopped cold in their step and smiled. Venturing up to the florist booth seven elders purchased flowers. The short notice charge of customers kept the girl close to assist Miguel. This gave Delbert time to do a facial recognition.

"Angel? Who is this busty young Chica?"

Angel being his female assistant, namely the android's computer. A two-prong persona as devised by Delbert, Angel was his fem fatale while a male counterpart called Daemon maintained his ego. Only a truly evil man like Delbert Hyde would utilize the balancing act. Angel kept him grounded yet collared so to speak. Daemon on the flipside was the calculator and bodyguard persona.

"Investigating for My Master! Her name is Xena Martinez. Age 23. Goes to New York University in classes devoted to a degree in sociology. Speaks three languages, Spanish, English, and Mandarin. Her courses include German and Russian as well."

"Nice! Sounds like a future U. N. translator to me. Chest size?" He devilishly employed Daemon for that insight.

"38C Boss! Nipple piercings." X-ray vision utilized he saw right through her off the shoulder sweater and thigh high miniskirt. Black lace beneath looked hot but the skin beneath was a requirement. "We'd fuck that."

"That we would, DMan!"

"She is on Tender." Angel chimed in. "300 unchecked contacts at present."

"Yeah, delete those. She won't be meeting them unless I say so."

"Ready to bring her home, Boss?" Daemon hissed. "By that sexy hair of hers?"

"Maybe! Let's Romeo up first. Find me a sleek ride and direct it here, DMan."

"Love your style Boss. Silver Lamborghini Countach suit you? It's six blocks away at a stoplight."

"Perfect! Override it and we can deal with the driver once he gets here. Who owns it?"

"Olav Chinskovik. Armenian mob."

"Ouch! Bleed his bank and send it to my Cayman account. Bad boy to bad boy, one has to win. Disrupt all traffic and business cameras so we can drive off without any hitch. Also work on creating a new VIN number and prepare a hologram for the plates. I've always wanted a Lamb." A DEviL thing to say!

"To go with the Porche and Bugatti?"

"Don't forget the Aston Martin Valkyrie. That's one sexy bitch."

"Plate ideas?"

"Let's go vanity with ITSAGVN."

"Oh, you're good Boss! I get it, IT'S A GIVEN."

"Give and take I say."

"Shameless, Delbert Hyde." Angel sighed in his thoughts. "Shameless!"

"Who wears the Gucci pants here Angel?"

"You do, Master."

"That's my girl."

"One of many but proud, Sir."

"Look at Xena smiling over all that money. Gramps can close shop early today." As the elderly buyers concluded their aimless shopping and resumed their daily routine Del had an inspiration. Not 100% evil he had those men give away their bouquets to seven of the luckiest young ladies on the street. Pay it forward by being forward. A grin over his achievement Delbert made his next move. Stepping up to the flower stand he pointed out the last bouquet left. "Spoken for!" He smiled brightly. "Looks like a good day."

"Si! Most bountiful!" Miguel was lit up over his good fortune.

"I'll take that last bouquet."

"For someone special... I give to you for free." He grinned and handed him the orchids. He had already broke bank. Generosity spoke to his character.

"I must get to classes, Grandpapi, I will miss my train." Xena blushed as Delbert lifted his shades to share the most amazing brown eyes she had ever seen. Delbert could have easily used his telepathic suggestion to lead her on but where was the fun in that.

"I suppose these would never survive the subway." He started to hand them to Xena. "I was going to buy them for you." Papi bulged his eyes and admired Del's attire, then sniffed the air. An elbow nudge to Xena she jumped over her mesmerized state.

"Papi?" She whispered over his encouragement then claimed the flowers.

"Give them to whoever you want." Del then plucked his wallet out. "I take nothing for charity, Kind Sir. I insist!" Handing Miguel two hundred dollar bills the old man looked up with a tear in his eye.

"Gracias! You are too kind."

"Takes a Kind Sir to know a Kind Sir." He winked! "Have a good day. And you... ", He winked at Xena, "Have a good day in school. You mentioned classes."

"Xena!" Miguel mumbled and tapped his foot against her leg.

"Papi!" She sparkled. "Thank you, Sir."

"None of that, Sir stuff." Del rolled his eyes. Yet, at least! "I'm Gabriel."

"I very noble name." Miguel sighed!

"What can I say, my mother was an angel." Turning away he walked on looking at his watch. Xena claimed one orchid from the vase and left the rest with Miguel. A kiss on her cheek he wished her, "Good luck."

"I will need it. He smells so good. I know the scent. It is Roja. Quite expensive!" Giggling she hurried to catch up to Gabriel, well, Delbert. "Disculpe?"

"You're excused." He looked back with a warm smile.

"You know Spanish."

"I know a lot of languages."

"Really?" That brightened her up like a supernova. "I study languages at NYU. I hope to be a translator someday."

"U. N me, Kid." He chuckled! "United Nations jest."

"Are you waiting for someone?"

"Yes, actually! My car is coming to get me."

"A taxi? Uber? Limo?"

"Don't insult me beautiful." He chuckled!

"Oh! Yes, of course! I can tell you would not be the type to be a passenger."

"You're forgiven." He ignored her a moment to note the silver Lamborghini Countach LPI 800-4 at a light waiting to turn. "2.6 million! Beautiful!" He thought. A return to Xena in her nervousness he sighed. "Only one flower? Decide to keep it?"

"Si! Grandpapi will hold the rest for me until after classes. I keep this one to smile over."

"Glad I could cheer you up."

"Very much so. Thank you, Gabriel."

"You are quite welcome Xena. I overheard Papi's whisper."

"Good hearing!" Just like her heartbeat singing in the moment. "I fear I have missed my train. I will be late for class."

"Sorry about holding you up." Against that parking meter he thought but resisted the urge. "My ride is here. Need a lift?" Screeching through traffic and pulling up illegally on the wrong side of the street the owner Olav lifted the wing side door and hopped out avoiding traffic. Well-dressed himself the Armenian spoke in his native language as he extended a sway of hand toward his pride and joy.

"Tank is full! Enjoy!"

"Thank you, Dumbass." Del told Olav telepathically. "Now go home, forget you ever saw me or that you gave away your car. Tell the family you do not deserve such riches. Oh, and then slug your father." He then spoke up in Olav's tongue. "Thanks for bringing me my birthday gift. Take the train home." That slap to his father's face would see him sent home to Armenia. Eyes wide Xena watched Olav walk away. Awestruck until Gabriel looked her way and sent a signal to open the passenger door. "Valet parking! After you! That is if you want that ride."

"Whoa! You speak Armenian too?"

"Like I said I speak many dialects. Coming or going?" He left it up to her and walked around the car and climbed in. Scanning the interior, he knew exactly how to drive and control every option it had. His door closing, he looked out at Xena with the orchid to her nose. A giggle later she hopped in, and the door sealed. "I'll make you a deal. If I can get you to campus in ten minutes, you must join me for dinner tonight."

"In this traffic?"

"Scanning city grid. I can control the stoplight signals, Master." Angel spoke up.

"Look at those gorgeous legs, Boss."

"I see them DMan. Wrapped around my waist all night long."

"Seduction mode is going to love you."

"Yes, I do." Angel giggled! Now it was becoming clear, Delbert had managed to divert a split personality in his computer and incorporate the android's seduction unit into a trained slave. If only he had applied his ingenuity while at OASIIS he might have been their top scientist. Too much play in his soul for that. Let Jared Temple take the credit.

"That is impossible. Yet, I would be honored to join you for dinner."

"Angel?" He spoke out loud activating the onboard Bluetooth but overrode it so as to cast Angel's voice over the speakers.

"You called, Sir?"

"I need you to arrange reservations at Savage Bistro for two. 7:00 PM!"

"That is very fancy." Xena grew intimidated yet very, very, wet, "I have nothing to wear."

"Tell Angel your measurements and address. Angel? Have five dresses sent to Xena here by 5:00 this afternoon."

"Color preferences?"

Xena sat stunned and almost teary eyed. "Surprise me!"

"All seven colors of the rainbow it is. Make it seven dresses, Angel." Measurements shared Angel already knew by scanning the girl earlier. "Address? Full name?" Again, common knowledge to an android profiler.

"Xena Martinez. Xena with an X!"

"X in SeX!" Daemon added inside Delbert's coinhabited thoughts. A smirk warranted; Delbert had to agree.

"My address is 385 Duro Court in the Bronx."

"Duro?" He lifted his shades into his hair to squint playfully.

"Si!"

"Duro means hard. Hard Court? Hardcore?"

"Si!" She blushed! "You are very clever Mister... I only know you as Gabriel."

"Horne! Gabriel Horne."

"As in Horny?" She giggled! "Please forgive me."

"Nothing to forgive. I guess we'll see if your translation is right after dinner. GPS? Take me to New York University. Fastest route!" Done! A wink led him to glance in the mirror at traffic. Hitting the accelerator, the tires burnt rubber and fishtailed into the lane. Xena swiftly put on her seatbelt her orchid lost to the floorboard with her backpack. "By the way, and not to spook you... "Delbert laughed over the irony. "385 on a phone pad spells F-U-K. Look it up."

Eyes wide she used her phone to check for herself. "You are correct. Very funny! Other letters are J-T-D or E-V-L. Ai! Are you EVL?"

"Evil?"

"She's onto you, Boss." Daemon chuckled!

"Duro to the core!" Delbert Hyde grinned at Xena. A glance at his lap she witnessed his penis imprint along his right leg. Eyes wide she turned away to mask her smile. Reading her thoughts, he found her guessing his length. Off by an inch! She considered eight, he preferred nine. He could technically make it much bigger but nine seemed to satisfy his ego. "Don't go getting all shy on me now. I'm liking your company, Xena."

"Perdoname! And I yours. I... noticed something is all."

"What's that?" As if he didn't know.

"Our big ole' schlong, Boss. Chica wants it."

"Quiet down! That means you, DMan, NOT my constant erection." He laughed! "That needs to stay large and in charge." Whipping in and out of traffic as Daemon and Angel assumed control of the cars guidance system and the lights above Del was making good time. Calculated from the flower stand in Manhattan to NYU it was only six miles, so it wasn't such a huge challenge. Regardless the swift moves had Xena squealing. Holding on for dear life she couldn't resist laughing. Exhilarated by his persona alone, the combo of adventure had her adrenalin pumping. Delbert Hyde knew he had won her over.

"ETA three minutes, My Master." Angel recited only in his head. "The entrance to the building her classes are in is up ahead."

"Perfect! I better make this look legit though." Vocal now, he added, "Where am I dropping you off at Xena?"

"Oh! Right up here on the corner is fine." A low roar of the engine he slowed up directly in front of the building.

"Nine minutes flat. And we sat there three minutes talking."

"You are a very remarkable man, Gabriel Horne."

"Horny! You never finished telling me what you noticed."

"I think you know." She looked directly at his tented slacks. "I will be ready by 6:00."

"I'll be ready by 10:00." He patted his tunneling beast. A wiggle of his brows he opened her door, rising to let her out. Unbuckled, bag in hand she placed the orchid to her nose first then dared herself to reach over with it to trail the flower along his contour. Watching her Delbert, Gabriel, puckered his lower lip. "You're Duro to resist Xena."

"385! I am so very late." She batted her lashes and stepped out of the car. Class in session by ten minutes she hurried along without looking back. X-ray vision employed Delbert watched her running naked. Seat eased back he unzipped his slacks and drew out the DEviL'S crown. Nine inches long and with pop bottle girth he beat off with the car door still up. At the door of the school Xena looked back one last time to wave and noticed him jerking off and looking at her. Strangely, she was giddy knowing that she had turned him on so much. Frozen until she saw him nut like a runaway firehose, his knuckles coated in white she whimpered. "He wants me." A blown kiss his direction she disappeared.

"That I do. Slave by morning!"

His android body absorbing the makeshift semen into his flesh without stickiness, he sat up straight and closed the passenger door. "Steering wheel is a mess." Rolling his palm over the creamy ooze it too sucked up like a vacuum via his pores. Now he faced sticky.

"Time to get this baby DEtaiLed."

The DEviL was in...

Tires leaving black marks he spun and made a 6, another 6, a third 6!

Gone in 666 seconds!