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Its always about time. Time to begin and Time to end. Time to Love and Time to hate. Time of conception. Time of birth. Time of death. I need time to think. You need time to read. Our lives are governed by time, and we cannot live without it. Each of us is born with a full measure of time although we cannot know how much, until we are through. At that time it ceases to matter to us Did it matter at all? Because of my work, I have decided that time matters to us only as a way to measure how long we can influence those who move through time with us. As we come and go, live and die, eat and fuck, we are always changing other peoples lives. Some of these changes are intimate, some are lasting, and some are wrong. It is the wrongness that my organization seeks to change. Sexual deviance is becoming a crisis of epic proportions. No longer indulgent, society punishes the offenders by publicly desexing them, but that doesnt seem to deter other deviants from committing their sexual crimes. Rape and incest have increased despite the sure and immediate consequence of committing these types of crimes. Offenders are drastically punished for their crimes and society has regressed to enjoy the televised punishment procedures. These programs had initially been a valuable shock tool, televised to much acclaim and interrupting even the nightly news programs so cherished by the networks. Once Judicial process had decided that an offender was to be desexed, the procedure was carried out immediately and publicly. The sentence in such cases was delivered with a nurse standing behind the defendant in the courtroom. If desexing was ordered, the defendant was made to bend over the defendants table in the courtroom, their trousers were pulled down, and a muscle relaxant was injected into the right buttock. The defendant was then stripped and carried from the court to the procedure room for the initial stages of their desexing. The camera followed every step of the way; catching every scream, twitch and reaction of the condemned. For the bloodthirsty, these televised events are a buffet of terrible torture. Because of the courtroom injection, defendants are helpless to hide their shameful nudity or prevent anything that is happening to them. The condemned feel every excruciating pain, and are able to observe every moment of their conversion from virile male or sensual female to sexless being. For the condemned, the procedure begins too quickly, and ends in its own good time. What began with a sentence, a draft and a prick to the right buttock is finally ended in a haze of pain between the legs for every condemned deviant. For male offenders, the neural bundles responsible for potency are destroyed first with targeted injections before the procedure to amputate the testicles and penis is performed. For female offenders, the ovaries are destroyed with injections before the labia and clitoris are cut away. The blade coming down to remove the penis of a rapist, the testicles of a child molester being excised by the precise strokes of a surgeon, and the clitoris clippers being used on a child rapist are always wildly anticipated television events, but younger offenders generally enjoyed higher ratings. Unfortunately, society began to enjoy the punishments too much. Odds makers would publish numbers on whether the inmate would ejaculate during his punishment, or at what point the female would scream during her desexing. People would skive off work to watch the procedure live on TV. Instead of playing house, children would play Corrector & Offender, and several young children were rushed to hospital as a result of this game. Even the televised programs were demoted to their own channel since the punishment is meted out so frequently it has become commonplace. Time has shown us a better way. I am an Erasure. My title is a contraction of the word Erase and the word Sure. My work is secretive. In fact, until recently, you would need a secret clearance to even read this account. However, the powers have determined that it is time to publicize my existence as a deterrent to those people who choose to use their time to sexually abuse people around them. Others, using the technology that was given to us, are carrying out court-ordered erasures now, and long ago. We, the Erasures, journey back in the time stream to both avenge and prevent sexual crimes in our own time. We accomplish our task by eliminating the root of the tree that bears the bad fruit. In effect, the father becomes responsible for the childs crime, and pays the price for his child. Follow carefully now, because this is where it becomes complicated. After a sentencing is complete, an Erasure, equipped with the appropriate research and tools, travels back to a time just before the father of the offender conceives the condemned. Sometimes, with enough information, we are able to visit the prospective father moments before the encounter that will result in a sexual deviant being born. We subdue the father and anyone else in the room, and working quickly, administer four injections. The first injection sedates the man, allowing us to work safely. If the patient is not already nude, after the patient is unconscious, we drop his trousers and underwear to expose the genital region. Injections two and three are then plunged directly into the testicles delivering a quick-acting derivative of Neutersol. When the testicles are injected, the Erasure briefly massages them to ensure the even distribution of the chemical within the glands. As you massage the testicles, you can easily feel the glands warming as the chemical destroys them. Injection number four is administered into an arm vein and contains a chemical that will cause the patients body to attack and reject any slight level of testosterone. The net effect is that the new eunuch is rendered instantly sterile and impotent. They cannot conceive the offender, so the crime is never committed. There is no appeal. The offender cannot run and they cannot hide. We will destroy them as a sperm before they can harm anyone. The crime will never be committed, so we suddenly find ourselves elsewhere without knowing that we were ever in that courtroom that day. We Erasures believe that the victim may feel a slight pang as the damage of their violation is erased. Horrible memories never existed, wounds never scarred, virginities were never taken, murders were never committed. All the offender need do is sit calmly in court until the Erasure is carried out. The procedure is carried out the same every time, but we dont know when the Erasure actually occurs. Perhaps it occurs as soon as we take the father. Perhaps it occurs with the slight disruption our arrival causes in the past. Perhaps it occurs when the deviant sperm cell dissolves in the rush of Neutersol. We know that it is inevitable because we have provided ourselves evidence. Each Erasure carries DVDs with full court proceedings, the verdict and all evidence back to the time the Erasure is carried out. A copy is left with the eunuch father to justify his loss, and a copy is provided to local law-enforcement in that time. Evidently, anything that is taken back before the Erasure is performed persists in the new time stream until it catches up with us. Those DVDs then come back to us through time until we are able to view them and know what we have done. It is surreal, watching video of a sentencing that never occurred, condemning a man or woman who never lived. It is equally gratifying, having viewed the DVD, to discreetly locate the victim and see that they are living a whole live, unencumbered by personal tragedy. The DVDs often contain raw emotional footage of a defendant slumping back into their seat awaiting nothingness. You can often hear the father screaming in the back of the courtroom because he realizes that the sentence has just doomed him to life as an eunuch. The mothers wail as the Erasure carries out his symbolic duties. Upon sentence the Erasure places a binding of twine twice wrapped around the wrists of the defendant. The court staff prepares the final version of the DVD and the Erasure prepares for his journey. Every DVD always ends the same with a black screen and a detached voice stating Justice has been done. The court watches as the Erasure places the DVDs into his pack. The needles are checked, to the great consternation of the father if he is present. Then, when the Erasure is ready, he departs in a moment of blinding light and we find ourselves elsewhere. I dont pretend to understand the tools that I use to accomplish my duty. I only know that I am in possession of a special device that allows me to journey across time at will. The device was given to me by my grandson who, at the moment I received the device from him, was yet unborn. Even as I write this account I know that he is fast asleep at my daughters home, dreaming as all two-year-olds do. My fifty-year-old grandsons instructions to me were clear, as they were given to him by HIS grandson, thirty years from now. The rules, though confusing, have been set in place by someone in our far-distant future. Those rules, and the tools necessary to accomplish The Duty, have been passed back from grandson to grandfather down my familys line since the technology was invented years from now. Someday, when I am done with The Duty, or The Duty is done with me, I will pass back my tools, my advice, and The Rules to my Grandfather, God rest his soul, so he can carry on my work before me. Rule 1: A condemneds father is responsible for the existence of his child. Rule 2: The condemneds father may not appeal. Rule 3: The Erasure must be performed immediately before the conception of the condemned. Rule 4: The Erasure may not alter history other than to perform The Duty. |