Ghost in the Shell:
A Ghost in the Android
Disclaimer:
Ghost in the shell and all there characters are not mine. Though some things about the GITS characters may seem different from what you would have expected, I still try to keep that as original as possible.
I own my OC 'Kyle' and 'Marian'
Chronology:
This story is set behind the second season of GITS, but with a slightly modified ending.
The nuke was never launched by the American empire thru an unexpected delay.
The Tachikoma's never crashed there satellite.
Other then these minor changes, the rest of the setting are the same.
Legend:
"sp" spoken dialog.
"(sp)" spoken dialog thru cyber link.
" sp " Spoken dialog in a foreign language.
'sp' dialog in thought.
Chapter 1
Date: Saturday 06-20 A.D. 2032
Location: Section 9 HQ
"I wonder what this Dutch guy has to do here in Japan." Togusa wondered as he looked over the documents. "I mean its not like he has any thing to take care of here for work, he also does not have a criminal record."
"Never the less we are to watch over him."
"Chief if I may, why do we bother with a 30 year old Dutch anyway?" Motoko asked. "It's not like us to be watching over foreigners like that."
"I am well aware of that Major, but this man is more important then you might believe. He is a well known soldier, and it's been rumored that he turned assassin/mercenary."
"Why don't we just bust in there and ghost hack him, that will give us the facts in an instance." Bato joked.
"We can't." Togusa commented. "This guy has partial diplomatic immunity. Plus he is a 100 percent human, no prosthetics what so ever."
"Not so much as a cyber brain or any enhancements?"
"I am afraid so Major, this means that tracing him will be a lot harder." Aramaki agreed. "The only thing we can do is keep him in sight and pack a pair of old fashioned hand cuffs just in case we need to restrain him."
"Bah, 20th century torture gear. I really would like to try that guy on for size." Bato commented as he took note of the rough build the guy had. "He looks like a power house if you ask me."
"Well here is you're chance Bato. Lucky for you he only really enjoys him self while in the company of other army veterans to share some of the old war stories." Togusa chuckled.
"WHAT!" Bato exclaimed. "Why not send the Major?"
"Hanging around Veterans cracking off thoughts of past wars is not really in my job description." She commented quickly. "Besides he likes things from the past just like you love you're classic cars."
"Right… lucky me…" Bato sounded off out of sarcasm. "Say Togusa why don't you come along? You're old Revolver will also appeal to him I figure."
"Oh no, I am not touching this stinker. Besides I don't really approve of the Dutch any way."
"Togusa you're assigned to Bato to help him."
"Major?"
"No argument about it, as much as you don't approve of the Dutch, this is the perfect time to start and learn to appreciate them."
"If this goes wrong then we will have to start all kinds of discussions with them, so its best that you learn to appreciate them before it's too late." Aramaki commented. "He is arriving at the airport in about an hour. You are to take him to a place to sleep as I am sure that he will be tired of the trip and suffering from a heavy case of jet lag that will make a hangover look like a simple case of the common cold."
"Yes sir."
One of the AI ladies entered the room. "Mister Togusa a call for you from your wife."
Bato Chuckled. "Go answer it; I'll wait in the garage."
"Right…"
Location: central airport.
A man walked out of the gate carrying a duffel bag over his shoulder.
The man was dressed in a long black leather coat, black trousers and a white shirt. Around his neck was a necklace where normally army ID Tags where on, but instead of ID Tags he had a Bullet with casing on the Necklace. "Tokyo Japan, man did I want to go here so badly." He sighed. "Well let's see…"
He looked at a little map that he had on a PDA GPS system. "Crud it's out of range? You would almost think that it would be impossible to be out of range in this time of ages." He chuckled as he took an old fashion compass out of his pocket. "Old fashioned no connection gets solved by a good old fashioned compass."
Life was simple for him. Where others would get angry of fit about the matter, he would just solve it another way. You could almost say that he liked doing things different. In the distance he saw a map of the surrounding area of the air port.
There was just one problem for him… all the text was in bar code made for people with cyber brains. "Figures… no one suspect a diplomatic airport to host a non-cybernetic civilian here."
"Come on Togusa thanks to you being on the phone with you're wife the whole time, we just might have missed him."
"Come on Bato, there is a good chance that that Dutch guy is still around here."
"Well I do hope so, if not you're carrying the can for this one."
"Excuse me?" the man asked Bato and Togusa, As he could not help but over here there conversation. "You where looking for a Dutch person?"
"Yeah… he was supposed to arrive 20 minutes ago. I doubt that he would still be waiting." Bato commented as he looked around.
"Well I am Dutch and the plane that I arrived on was delayed 20 minutes."
"Well that's lucky; we thought you had left already."
"Right and allow me to introduce my self. My name is Kyle de bruin."
"Nice you meet you. My name is Bato." Bato Gestured to Togusa. "This here is Togusa."
"A pleasure to meet you Mister Bato and Mister Togusa, now I hope you have a place to stay for me as I am very tired from my trip."
"Right this way mister…" Togusa hesitated as Kyle is last name was too hard to pronounce correctly.
"The Brown" Kyle said as he smiled. "It's my last name but then translated into English."
"Right, mister The Brown Come with us we will show you to you're hotel."
"(So what do you make of him?)" Togusa asked his partner. "(He does not look that trained to me.)"
"(I think its save to say that he might just be hiding his true colors.)"
"(You might be right.)" Togusa answered. "Mister the Brown if you don't mind me asking, what where you planning to do in this country?"
"Oh I don't know yet… it depends really." He answered.
"Depends?" Bato wondered. "That sounds like you came here with out a plan right?"
"What ever works is cool for me. Personally I would like to climb a mountain, or do some survival in the wooded areas." Kyle commented. "Anything to get away from the modern world for a change."
"It almost sounds like you're being chased after." Togusa noted. "Are you being bothered or hunted by any chance?"
"Yes…" Kyle answered stiffly. "I am being hunted and bothered for my past." Kyle closed his eyes as he leaned back."
Location: Hotel on the outskirts of Tokyo.
"(Look he is still sleeping.)" Togusa commented. "(He really must be tired to have slept thru all that noise.)"
"(Yeah, let's wake him up.)" Bato said while stepping out of his car.
Not even before he could get to the passengers door a bomb exploded in the hotel which took care of waking Kyle.
"SON OF A!" Bato exclaimed. "WHAT THE HELL?" he drew his pistol in the case that he was under attack.
"(Major, the shit has really hit the fan over here.)"
"(What happened?)" She asked.
"(A bomb just went off inside the apartment that we booked for this Dutch guy.)" Togusa reported. "(Good thing we where both 20 minutes late or he would have been dead right now.)"
"(Would you look at that.)" Bato commented in amazement while he looked at Kyle who was still on the back seat. "(The Guy is still sleeping. Not even the noise of the bomb going off has awakened him.)"
"That's not right…" Togusa looked behind him and he rolled Kyle over so he could see his face better. "(Major, we have a problem. Send a trauma team, this guy is hurt badly.)" he saw the large pool of blood that was building up on the spot where his face had been. Blood rushed out from his mouth and nose almost like he was bleeding to death while nothing appeared to be wrong…
Date: Sunday 06-21-2032
Location: Section 9 HQ, one day after the arrival of Kyle.
"What's the situation Major?" the chief of the department asked.
"Nothing… He is stable for now but he really needs to be fitted with prosthetics." She reported.
"Is it A Virus?"
"He seems to be mortally ill."
"That's just perfect, a foreigner dies because of a mortal illness and Section 9 will carry the blame…"
"(Major, the Dutch is waking up.)"
"Did you catch that chief?"
"Yes I did." Aramaki stood up. "Lets head over there; I want to speak to him in person."
"Right." Motoko nodded. "(Hang on Boma, the Chief and I am on the way to speak with him.)"
"(Understood.)"
Kyle opened his eyes "Ah damn it…" he covered his face with his hand to shield him from the bright lights that were up in the sealing.
"Good morning" Bato greeted. "Feeling any better?"
Kyle huffed. "I feel like I was run over by a M1A1 Abram's tank." He chuckled lightly. "But I am perfectly fine thanks…"
"Well it seems like someone has a sense of humor." Aramaki commented as he entered the room. "Allow me to introduce my self. I am Aramaki chief of Section 9." He gestured to Motoko. "And this is Major Motoko, the field leader."
"You guys are Anti-cyber terrorism right?" Kyle wondered.
"That is correct." The chief answered.
"Now that we have established that, why am I under you're jurisdiction then?" Kyle asked.
"To be blunt." The Major started. "In the past several key high government officials tried to defect to Holland. As such we just wondered what you're business was here in Japan."
"Well one being that I wanted to get some peace and quiet time for my self."
"And the second if there is any?" Aramaki wondered.
"Too die in peace." Kyle answered coldly which gave everyone a shock.
"Excuse me?" Bato stood up. "You mean to say that you want to die?"
A tear appeared under Kyle his eye. "Yes, I am mortally Ill. And I am being chased after so much back in my own country that I can't have any rest. Not even when you're dieing will the media leave you alone, not even when you're visiting a holy place such as a funeral of a friend you just never get left alone."
"Why do you get bothered so much then?" Togusa asked.
Kyle Rolled onto his chest. "A veteran that has seen his own share of wars and battles on the battlefield and in the field of politics, any one would kill for the things I know about the Dutch Government that will make them look bad."
"(What do you make of this Major?)"
"(Well chief, to be honest I think he is telling the truth. But still I just wonder of it is actually true.)"
"(The Major is right.)" Bato commented. "(How ever if he really knows that much I am sure the Dutch embassy won't mind to hear that he actually is dead.)"
"(Are you suggesting we should just let him die and then take his brain and transfer it into a cyber brain and placing it into a full prosthetic body like the Major?)" Togusa looked at him with a face that showed disapproval all over.
"(That would be for him to decide as we can't force him.)" Aramaki agreed.
"Mister the Brown" Motoko started. "We could offer you a cure."
Kyle rolled onto his side to face Motoko. "I am all ears, even though I doubt there is one."
"Well my whole body is prosthetic; we could give you the same if you would wish it."
"What are the strings?" Kyle wondered, knowing fully that those things are never for free.
"Fighting experience like that of your own is in high demand these days." Aramaki pointed out. "If you agree to this offer you will have to stay here in Japan and work for section 9."
Kyle looked up and around the room. He sighed. "I first would like to know more."
"(Chief?)"
"(Go ahead; the rest will come with me back to HQ.)"
Every one left leaving Motoko and Kyle left in the room. Motoko sat down on the edge of the bed. "What would you like to know?"
Date: Monday 06-22-2032
Location: Hospital.
"Ghost transfers complete, powering up…" A technician answered as he worked a console next to Kyle his old body and a cyber brain.
"All done, the unit is active. No sign's of CS or other problems." Another Technician reported.
"Now we just need to hook it up to a body to try it out."
5 hours later
His eyes opened and He was greeted by a familiar face. "Welcome back to the world of the living." Motoko greeted
"Thanks." He replied with difficulty.
"Hmm… it seems that you're voice needs work." She said as she handed him a mirror. "Well Kyle?" she asked. "How do you like the new you?"
Kyle looked at his new face. "I think that I can get used to it…"
"Well just get all the rest that you can as you will have a busy day tomorrow."
"Why is that Miss Motoko?" Kyle wondered.
"you need to run thru a refresher course to get used to you're new body as the power in it is close to unlimited." She answered. "Oh and loose the miss part."
"Understood." He closed his eyes. "What about weapons, can I use something I own or build my self?"
"Depends if it meets safety standards" She took the mirror from him. "Don't worry too much and get some rest, you will need it."
Kyle nodded and rolled over just like he always would.
Date: Tuesday 06-23-2023.
Location: Tachikoma-bay.
"Lets see." Kyle muttered to him self as he was putting a new weapon together from scratch.
One of the Tachikoma's approached. "Hmmm… mister, what are you doing if you don't mind us asking?"
Kyle looked up at the blue spider tank that was standing close. "I am building a weapon that I designed my self quite some time back."
Kyle fiddled with the components, but he ended up dropping a small screwdriver and letting the spring for the slide jump off the barrel. "Crud…" He cursed as he stood up to retrieve the spring.
"Mister? What is you're name?" the Tachikoma asked.
"Kyle, Kyle the brown." He answered as he tried picking up the spring but was unable too.
The Tachikoma came close and picked it up for him using a small magnet that he held in its 3 manipulators. "Here you go." The mini-spider tank answered as it handed the magnet with the spring attached to it too Kyle.
Kyle smiled. "Thanks."
"It was nothing." It answered. "It must be hard to build weapons."
"Not really." Another Tachikoma answered as it lay down a book and picked up the next one. "Designing weapons is hard, putting them together isn't."
"I don't think that's true, this is demonstrated by Mister Kyle here who has a hard time to assemble the weapon." Another Tachikoma answered.
"You know." Kyle answered. "Designing is the hard part, building it is easy." Kyle chuckled as he dropped the screwdriver again. "It seems hard to put together as I am so clumsy right now."
"Why do you say that?" the Tachikoma in front of him asked.
"I became full prosthetic only a few days back, so fine manipulation skills are not really my forte yet."
"Having fun keeping the Tachikoma's company while crafting?" Motoko asked.
"Major!" the Tachikoma exclaimed.
"What are you doing outside of you're bay?" she asked the mini-tank.
"I am sorry…" it answered.
"Hold on there." Kyle interrupted. "This unit was kind enough to help me out when I just keep dropping components and tools." He explained.
"Very well." Motoko gave in. "so how is the craft coming?" she wondered.
"Its coming along just fine, I am just having problems with getting the recoil spring in place." Kyle answered as he yet again let the spring escape from him. "But it's getting really annoying right now." He gritted.
The Tachikoma took the magnet again and went after the spring. Bringing it back like a dog that plays fetch.
"Thanks my friend." Kyle answered. "Remind me to give you something later on."
"A reward?" the Tachikoma pondered, right after which it started cheering in joy.
Motoko shook her head. "Well it seems to like you." She commented.
"They all have there own personalities so I am not surprised, it's almost like there partially self aware if not fully that is."
"Right…" Motoko answered as Kyle did yet another attempt on putting the spring in place but he failed yet again and the Tank rolled after it as Kyle picked up the screwdriver again. "How many of attempts so far?" she asked.
"I lost count. But I am stubborn enough to just keep going till I am done."
The Tachikoma handed the magnet with the spring over to Kyle again. "Say Tachikoma, could you hang on to this?" Kyle asked.
"Sure."
Kyle gave him the already assembled body of the weapon. "Now hold it like that and turn it 5 degrees to the left."
The Tachikoma did as it was ask, and Kyle now had his both hands free. One to hold the screwdriver and the other to keep the spring from jumping away as he put the retaining screw in place.
Ones done Kyle took the weapons chassis from the Tachikoma again. "Thank you." Looking at the chassis he put other bits and peaces on.
Not before long he was done and ready to put the slide on the back of the weapon. Popping the magazine in as a final finish and applying some cast's for the hand grip.
"There finished." Kyle announced.
The Tachikoma cheered for him. "Nice job mister Kyle, it looks so pretty." It commented
"Thanks Tachikoma, but I would not have been able to finish it if you did not help."
"I guess you're right." It agreed.
Motoko looked up at the new creation. She was impressed as the weapon looked to small for an SMG, and to large for a normal pistol or revolver. It also had a strange design as it was made out of part from multiple weapons from the same calibre. "What is it?" she wondered.
"It is a pistol." Kyle explained. "A bull pup Pistol designed by my self."
"A Bull pup pistol is a radical design if you ask me."
"Yes I agree. But the handling of the recoil is better." Kyle said as he cocked it.
The weapon was not totally made from scratch, only the bare pistol's chassis was hand made along with the recoil spring and the trigger system. The slide of an old Glock model 18C and a high capacity magazine together with its half cocked fire system was implanted into the weapon, but the barrel was replaced with a longer version to reach the front of the weapon. The front of the weapon was short, only long enough for the trigger guard. The rest of the weapon was behind its body. Also the barrel was encased above the handgrip and was solid, however the barrel after that went into the slide and only the rear part moved sort of like a desert eagle would not do anything with the front part of the barrel. The magazine slides in at a 7 degree angle toward the front behind the handgrip its self, differing heavily from standard magazines. And they where all angled toward the back normally. Also the handgrip and the magazine slot where connected to each other to give strength.
"Well I made this one back in Holland too, but as I can't carry to other country's I destroyed it."
"You mean that this is not a known or tested design?" the Tachikoma asked.
"Well define Tested" Kyle argued. "This design has proven its self in combat, though never in a controlled environment."
"Pretty impressive." Motoko commented again.
"I would like to get to the firing range to try and refresh my skills if that's ok with you Major."
"Sure." She agreed.
"Later Tachikoma." Kyle waved to the tank.
"Later." the Tachikoma waved back with its arm.
Location: Firing range, Section 9 HQ.
"So what are we here for anyway?" Togusa asked as he reloaded his revolver.
"The new guy has crafted his self a new weapon, the Major things it's truly a work of art what he made. But others are skeptical just like when you pulled out that revolver the first time." Bato commented.
"I wonder what the accuracy will be like." Togusa asked.
"Time to find out." Motoko answered as he walked in with Kyle behind her.
Kyle was holding his pistol and a small box of .40 rounds. He put the pistol and the ammo down. Taking the empty magazine out, he started pushing the rounds in to the magazine, 32 in total to fill it up.
They where all amazed at the size of the weapon and the strange look of it. After loading the magazine Kyle took the pistol and entered the magazine into the pistol type magazine holder. He took aim single handily.
A second later he discharged the weapon 5 times at an easy pace. With every discharge the back of the weapon moved to eject the casing and chamber a new one. It was so fast that no one could keep up with it really. Having discharged another 5 leaving 22 rounds left Kyle turned the Switch on the side of the slide. He took aim again and he discharged the weapon in full-auto mode in a matter of seconds. It was extremely fast but as they turned on a light behind the paper target they saw that every round was as close to the black centre of the target, not even a single round came close to the white area around the target.
Bato whistled "Now that's what I call a gun."
"I'll say I never would have thought something like that to work." Togusa agreed.
"It's a proven design even though it was never an official weapon that went into production. But it has proven it's self in combat."
"(Major, have every one report too the briefing room.)"
"(Chief?)"
"(Something has come up. And we need to hurry.)"
"Did you all hear that?"
"Yes Ma'am." Kyle answered as he switch's the safety on, Tucking the weapon behind his back into his pants.
Location: Briefing room, section 9 HQ.
"Gentlemen, as you maybe aware we have Kyle the Brown as one of our new members here at section 9, though new here he is quite the veteran from a Dutch army branch. Please make sure to help him along the way as he is still quite new to Japan and his prosthetic body."
"I trust we are here for a mission instead of a lecture on how to baby sit greenhorns." Bato muttered.
"I was getting to that." Aramaki paused. "As you may know we are getting reports of strange occurrences all around the industrial area. People who where normally peaceful suddenly coming out with a weapon and killing every one in sigh. Upon investigation it turns out that they are cyber hacked, we checked to see if any of the known anti-prosthetics extremists have anything to do with it, but no one is calling the mark."
"We have a footage of such an incident happening."
The footage was being rolled and a man was walking into a building while there was nothing wrong, but a friend of his gave him a nudge and he pulled out a weapon and shot every one in the area. Then with the last remaining round he shot him self.
Kyle shivered. "I am getting bad vibes all over." He answered. He started replaying the footage in his mind again and again. "Why would anyone want to do such a thing?"
"That is our job." Motoko answered. "It's our job to find out and put a stop to it."
Kyle Sighed "Figures."
"You are to go and check up on every one that was close to the victims and the shooter him self. Try to get any information that might give us a clue on what it is that's causing this, so we might create a vaccine to combat this thing if it turns out to be a virus." Aramaki explained.
"Right and what will be my job?" Kyle asked.
"You will remain here for now and get better at using you're body." Motoko answered.
"Alright…" Kyle nodded. "Anything is better then civic action."
"Amen to that." Bato agreed.
"Do you think you might have made the wrong choice in joining?" Motoko wondered.
"Not at all Major, I am just a guy that prefers; less talk more walk kind of an approach to things."
"Lets not get ahead of our self's here. We each have our own specialities, but we can't go around shooting everything that moves."
"Understood Chief." Kyle replied.
"Alright, let's get started then."
Every one stood up and left, leaving only Chief Aramaki, Kyle and an AI lady behind.
"What is it?" the chief asked as he hinted at the disturbed face that Kyle had on him.
"I wonder" he started. "There is something out of place during that shooting."
"Why is that?"
"The shooter it self, he wielded and fired that thing like its nobodies business, Very odd if you keep his body and the recoil in mind." Kyle sighed. "Maybe I am just seeing things."
"Now that you mention it, it does seem odd in the manner how he wields it."
Kyle shook his had a few times and he tapped the side of his head a few times.
"Everything alright sir?" the lady asked.
Kyle looked up. "I don't know, maybe I am still getting used to this different body."
"Get some Rest Kyle, you earned it."
"But chief?"
"She can lead you to you're new quarters, maybe even provide certain entertainment if needed."
"Thanks Chief." Kyle bowed his head slightly.
And he followed the Android.
Location: Corridor's, privet quarters wing, Section 9 HQ.
"Here you are Sir the Brown." The Android answered as she opened the door. "These are you're quarters."
"If you need any entertainment of any kind please ask."
"What kind of entertainment?" Kyle wondered.
"Any kind of what you like."
Kyle razed an eyebrow. "Any kind uh?" he wondered. "And entertainment as Sex?"
"If it is to entertain you sir, then yes." The Android answered
Kyle chuckled. "Right… that's good to know."
The Android started taking off her jacket and she took out her hair band.
"What are you doing?" Kyle asked as he was startled as she started undressing.
"Undressing." The Android answered dryly.
"Why?"
"In preparation for sexual entertainment." It answered.
"Stop!" Kyle ordered.
The android stopped and looked at Kyle. "You don't wish to be entertained?" it asked. "Have I failed my programming and purpose?"
Kyle was unsure of what to do with this, as he did not have much experience with the opposing sex or Androids for that matter. "No that is not the problem." He answered.
The Android continued to undress. "Then why order to stop? All men do this most of the time."
Kyle felt strange; he did not know how to answer. Minus being semi-stunned at the sight of the androids perfect body.
'What do I do now?' he thought. 'I don't even know if my privet part would function like the real deal in a situation like this.'
The android was now completely naked, standing in front of Kyle. "Please, allow me." She said getting on her knees and opening Kyle his pants and sliding down his underwear.
He felt the touch of the android on his privet parts. And he flinched, grabbing the Android by the shoulders and distancing her from his body.
He sat down on the edge of the bed. The android came close again and started going at his privet again. Kyle took hold of her hands.
"Is there a reason for retaining me?" the android asked.
"No, it's just that…" Kyle thought about what he was going to say. "I just don't have any sexual experience, and I can't help but feel that this is wrong."
"Do not worry." The android answered. "I am certified for this kind of entertainment." She assured Kyle by showing him her privet part. "See? There is nothing wrong as other androids do this as well with whom the serve."
Kyle let go of her arms and leaned back on the bed. "What now..?" he questioned him self, not sure what to do. Then a strange feeling came over him. He looked down seeing the android sucking on his privet. But instead of sitting up to stop her from doing it, he pressed back into the bed as the feeling was so new to him and it felt so good that he was powerless to stop it.
Then another feeling grew and busted free from him. His whole body felt weak for a split second. He looked down to the android and saw that her face was covered with white liquid. She wiped it off her face with a cloth.
Kyle his mind was spinning; he could not believe what just had happened.
"Ready for more?" the Android asked.
"More?" Kyle wondered.
The android crawled on top of Kyle. Her face close to him, she kissed him. And she then went to sit on her knees; with her hands she inserted Kyle his privet into her. And Kyle was stunned again. A few moments passed and they reached the climax of it all. Kyle was panting heavily and the android was also to relieve the heat that was building up.
"More?" the android wondered after the excess heat was vented.
"No." Kyle answered as he wrapped his arm around her as she lay on top of him. "This is enough."
The android tried to get up again. But Kyle held her down. "Stay." He said looking at her.
The android looked at Kyle. "My body is heavy, it would be best to get off yours."
Kyle placed his hand on the side of the Androids face. "It does not matter, my body is full prosthetic. Just stay here with me." He pleaded.
"As you wish." The android lowered her self into Kyle his chest again.
A few hours went by. And Kyle enjoyed being like this, with the warm android on his chest. "You know" he started. "I am glad you decided to stay. I never had a girlfriend to embrace, so having you here brings me joy."
"Joy?" the android looked up. Not knowing the meaning of such.
"Yes…" Kyle answered stiffly, coming to realized that she did not have a ghost. "It's when humans enjoy things like driving a car to spend there free time. And things like that."
"As Mister Aramaki likes to take a shower while being scrubbed down by one of us?" the android wondered as it was trying to understand this new variable to Human behaviour.
Kyle was not sure what to do with this information. "I don't know, about that." He answered. "Let's just say that if it puts a smile on there face, then they are enjoying it. Other then that, asking if they enjoy it also helps to determine it for certain when you do see a smile."
"So when people smile, they enjoy?"
"Well not always, people also smile when they are happy, or when they are having fun. It does not always have to be the case that they are enjoying it." Kyle tried to explain.
"This enjoy variable is hard to grasp…" the android pondered.
"Well lets just say that I enjoy being like this." Kyle pointed out.
"I understand…" the android answered. "I en-en-enjoy th-th-this t-t-too." She stuttered as like her AI was malfunctioning. Then silence, her head hang limp and her arms and legs where limp too.
"Are you alright?" Kyle asked. He rolled her from his body onto her back as he stood up and pulled up his pants, then bending over toward her, touching her face. "Come on, what's up with you?"
With his finger he carefully opened one of her eyes, it had a blank stare. Also it was not adjusting to the light that shined into it. He felt her forehead as he would with any other human. But he chuckled lightly when he remembered that he was dealing with an Android.
He looked for a switch but found nothing, minus a small data port at the back of her neck.
Kyle remembered that he was given a dummy barrier just in case he needed to jack into someone but did not want to risk getting his own brain fried. And he took the dummy barrier and snapped it around his neck. He pulled the cord and jacked it into the Androids port.
He tried accessing it. Going thru the code and everything, but it was a strange experience. Going thru it for a while the android became active again, which burned thru the dummy barrier, Snapping Kyle back to his senses.
"Mister Kyle." The android exclaimed. "What are you doing?" she wondered.
"Oh good, you're alright." He answered in relieve. "Your program malfunctioned or something while processing the new information about what enjoying something means for the person who is experiencing it."
"Yes I recall." The android placed her hand against her head. "Something is different…" she answered as she pulled the plug from the burned thru Dummy barrier out of the socket. "I feel strange…"
Kyle his eyes widened. "What do you mean feel?"
"I don't know…" the android answered.
She looked at her clothing and stood up. She started getting dressed again.
"Here let me help you." Kyle offered as he picked up her hair band.
The android turned her back toward Kyle to allow him easy work. Kyle did not tie it back into the ponytail that she had before. Instead he made a braid of it and then tied it down. "There how is that?" he asked gesturing to the mirror.
The android looked at her self for a while. "It looks good, a different style but its good." She turned around to face Kyle. "I like it." And at that moment the android grabbed hold of Kyle's face and kissed him abruptly.
"(Chief?)"
"(what is it Kyle?)"
"(I think we may have a problem with one of the Androids.)"
"(Problem?)"
"(I don't know Chief, but after having swapped some fluids with her, and talking a bit she shut down for a while. I jacked in and the code was all messed up. Then she booted up again on her own and fried the dummy barrier. And now she seems to be more aware of her self.)"
"(That is strange, we never experienced that before.)"
"(She does not seem to exhibit any aggressiveness what so ever.)"
"(Do you think that you can handle her should that change?)"
"(she is more like a soft kitten that an angry tiger, ill be just fine. Why do you ask?)"
"(Well I don't know what the matter is, but we don't have time to go check it out. Just keep her with you as personal assistant or something. Make sure she does not cause trouble.)
"(Yes sir Chief.)"
"Mister Kyle? Is there something the matter?"
"No not at all. The chief just told me that you are to be my personal assistant."
"Understood Mister Kyle."
"Please just call me Kyle." Kyle offered. "Do you have a name?"
"Yes Kyle, AG1911a1" she answered
Kyle chuckled. "What is that a serial number?"
"Yes, the Serial number is my name."
"Right" Kyle pondered. "You know I think calling you by a serial number is a bit to inhuman, why not think of a name for you're self so I can address you properly?"
The AI inside her Android body was working at full ref, so much that she started breathing more heavily to vent the excess heat from her core.
"Is it hard?" Kyle asked. She nodded in response.
Kyle walked over to one of his bags and he took out an old phone book, for some reason he liked phonebooks better then digital phone number databases. "Here" he started as he laid down the book in front of her. "As you have a hard time choosing lets try a different manner."
She looked at the phone book.
"what you do is close you're eyes with the book closed in front of you, then you flip open a random page and place you're finger on the open page, and then you can call it if it will be the first or last name. Then you open you're eyes and read the name that you have highlighted, which will then be you're chosen first or last name."
"Is that not too random?" she wondered.
"Not at all, I used it all the time when I needed to think of names to use in a book that I would attempt to write." Kyle smiled. "Just try it, its better then wasting time and energy to think of one you're self."
Just as Kyle explained to her she did it. She closed her eyes and flipped open a random page, placing her finger on the page at a random location. "Last name." she called. And she opened her eyes, seeing that she had her finger on Van dam.
She closed her eyes again flipping to another page at random doing the same thing again. This time she had her finger on Marian.
"Well I guess you came up with Marian Van Dam, a wonderful name if you ask me." Kyle complemented.
She nodded. "This will be my name then."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." She answered.
"Well nice to meet you Marian." Kyle smiled.
Date: Monday 06-29-2032
Location: Section 9 HQ.
It's been a whole week since Kyle had joined Section 9 and he was already a proven hard worker. Though he keeps a close relationship with an operator android no one seemed to mind really. Yet it was still bothering some people that the AI had gained a form of self awareness.
"Kyle I have a job for you."
"What is it Major?" Kyle wondered as he sat down with Marian sitting down next to him.
"Some problems have come up with Holland, since they often talk to each other in there native language we can't really understand what they are talking about."
"Let me guess; you want me to listen in and translate right?" Kyle wondered.
"No, you will actually go with the Chief and be his translator when needed." The Major sighed at the sight of Marian who had yet another outfit and hair style. "You can take you're wife along with you."
Kyle chuckled lightly. Marian just smiled back. "You know Major; I do know that I would not mind spending my life with Marian." Kyle answered but he then gripped his mouth. No one knew that he had named the android that to be able to talk more personal.
"Even naming an android now?" Motoko looked in amazement. "Well… I dearly hope that you won't go and try to make kids next."
This time Marian chuckled shyly, and Kyle went as red as a tomato. "Well you see hmmm…" Kyle started.
"We were kind of thinking of that possibility our self's already." The AI finished. She looked happily it Kyle.
"I am sorry Major but…"
"Never mind" she interrupted Kyle. "I don't really want to know, dismissed."
"Yes Ma'am." Kyle answered as he bowed his head. Marian did the same.
They walked out of the door leaving the Major alone.
She sighed. "(Chief where you listening in?)"
"(Yes I heard every word if it)"
"(What do you think?)"
"(Personally I don't know what to think. But seeing as there relationship seems more serious then just a night time partner, I suggest that we allow them to continue as long as it does not interfere with there work.)"
"(Well they already seem to work pretty close and efficient together. But is it really ok?)"
"(Technically no it is not, the Android or Marian as he calls her is an AI and has no ghost. But by law there is no problem with these relationships, if they would want to marry then that would form a problem that would send sparks flying from the public opinion.)"
"(This all really is a big mess.)"
"(Still the man has seen so much violence and hard times in his life; it's good to see him enjoy it in a more passive manner.)"
End Chapter 1