[ WP ] Turns out that the purpose of life is war . Humans are self-multiplying shock troops , left to our own until our numbers get high enough to be useful in the ongoing galactic war . Today our previously thought to be useless DNA has been flipped to ON .

Here is my first post, I have always wanted to write, and I suppose now is better than never, be gentle: ) 
 
 `` It's.... stabilized currently.'' I said, eyes sliding off the face of the man before me. 
 
 `` What do you mean'Stabilized'?'' He asked, frowning `` Is it ready or not?'' 
 
 `` Oh, it will do the job, but its evolving, rapidly'' Sweat beaded on my forehead. 
 
 `` good, very good'' He said with a sudden smile `` I'll tell the...'' 
 
 `` This is a bad idea, it is too intelligent, it ca n't, no, it wo n't be contained'' 
 
 `` Listen, we will deal with that problem when it comes, but for now, we need it to be ready'' He implored `` we are losing this war, and we need this to turn the tide, so tell me, is it ready?'' 
 
 ``... Yes'' 
 
 `` Good, prep yourself, you will be making a presentation to the war council in ten minutes. 
 
 His heels clicked against the floor as he strode from the room. I turned to my desk to gather the samples and notes. 
 As I turned to leave, I found myself staring through the containment field at the dense little mineral cores that contained such destruction. 
 They were beautiful, perfect, deadly. I briefly considered entering the command that would neutralize it, telling the council that it was a failure like all the rest. 
 I gathered my notes and left. 
 
 `` It is a biological `` grey goo'' weapon'' I said, standing before the war council some minutes later. 
 
 I was standing on a raised platform, the room beyond cast in darkness. 
 
 `` what is `` grey goo?'''' came a voice from somewhere beyond my view. 
 
 `` Uh, well...'' My palms were clammy `` it, uh, eats everything, it strips the minerals from anything it touches to make more of itself and make itself more efficient'' 
 
 `` Will it do the job? how effective is it?'' a man's voice came from a different part of the room `` could they create an antidote?'' 
 
 I turned to face the new voice, `` No, it can not be stopped, it will continue to spread and consume until it consumes everything, and then it will turn on itself and eventually die. It is sentient, learning, it will adapt to anything they use against it but... I think we should explore alternatives, it's too intelligent, this is wrong, not to mention it is entirely too efficient, this.... this is a bad idea and I...'' 
 
 `` are there any preparations that must be taken to ready the agent?'' 
 
 ``..uh,'' I stammered, taken off guard `` no... any stress will set off the reaction, thermal, electrical, chemical, even just breaching the stasis field will trigger it. It will immediately adapt, and begin spreading and stripping anything it touches. It reproduces at a exponential rate... listen, you do n't understand, we are trading one enemy for another, one we ca n't hope to fight. you ca n't...'' 
 
 `` Thank you Doctor, we have heard enough'' A voice said, cutting me off. `` You are dismissed'' 
 
 I stood awkwardly for another minute, mind racing for a way to convey the danger of releasing this plague upon the universe. The sounds of chairs scraping and shuffling feet faded and I was left all alone knowing all too well what I had unleashed. 
 
 I returned to my lab and sat down heavily staring once again through the containment field at the monster I had wrought. I reached into the bottom drawer of my desk and grabbed a bottle of something that burned when I drank it. I lifted it in salute to my creation. 
 
 the nine spherical mineral cores silently orbited the brightly glowing containment generator. The pale blue one, shimmering in the light. 
 
 `` Heres to you, you beautiful little monsters'' I drank deeply, and cried.
