A Video World

Prologue:

1987 – New Amsterdam

I was on an empty street, on a once busy road, but it was 2am. Me? I was all alone, just wondering around.

I hadn't been here before. I just caught a train, took it to the last stop, now here I was, in the middle of another city.

I'd always wanted to check out the sights in New Amsterdam...the air wasn't filled with the same smog of Old Charlotte. A beautiful town...that was only just recovering from it's ancient factories.

My coat hung loose, the night air had a distinct chill, winter was in the air and approaching, quick.

I pulled out a flask of whisky, taking a sip. It's probably in my head, but I always felt warmer after a drink.

It was then that I noticed a store light up...just as I walked past. I...could've sworn it was a porn store from the distance...but on closure inspection it was a video store.

That made no fucking sense. How did a store called 'Fucking Sex' turn into 'Video Girl'? That was beyond me. I just stood there, looking around, everything else was closed down...and I was bored. I probably did the dumb thing, and walked into the store.

I swear there were hundreds and hundreds of videos, and looking past a shelf...I realised something. There was literally no end in sight...the shelf just kept going…

Behind a counter, by the front of the store sat a kind looking old man. His hair was stark white, standing on end, eyes, blue, and he wore this dark navy suit. Black shirt. I couldn't stop staring...because he just kept grinning. It was a little disconcerting.

I walked up to him, and he held out his hand, I took it, though hesitantly.

"I've been waiting for you Ms. North, Lexa North I believe."

"I, wait, how'd you?" My mouth was wide open...a fly could've flown right in.

His grin only grew...somehow. "I'll admit I was a little late. You were difficult to find tonight. Normally you're in bed, and I'd have appeared in your closet, but I suppose these things happen. Though we should get moving, there are others you know."

My eyes widened, "Who are you?"

He only sighed. "I see, I suppose I should say a few things before I continue. I have no name, but I am known as the Operator. I really have only one thing to give you, then you may be on your way."

Before I could say anything, he was walking. I should've left then, but curiosity got the better of me.

I could barely keep up. We must have walked for hours before stopping...in the Lesbian section of all places.

No one knew I was one...they all thought I was asexual. That had been fine, what the fuck was this guy up to?

He pulled out a video. It was completely blank, with a black case. It just had one thing written on it rather neatly. "Clarke". That was a guy's name...on a VHS...in the Lesbian section? This had to be a joke.

Before I knew it, we took one turn and we were at the front of the store. This was getting too weird. I looked around, and the guy was gone.

I took out a twenty and left it on the counter before leaving. The VHS didn't have a price, but I wasn't a thief.

Then the strangest thing happened. I closed the door, the light flickered off, and back was Fucking Sex. I mean, it was a sex shop again...as if the light flickered it back into reality. I have to say, I'd had enough. So I tucked the VHS into a coat pocket and ran to the nearest train station. I had to get out of this town.

A/N:

I hope you liked it, this was inspired by Video Girl Ai.

I also hope you like my story, because it will certainly be it's own thing. Please comment and enjoy!