Author's Notes:
I thought it'd be good to do a sequel for Cortana's Secret. The story doesn't seem complete as is. I promise more chapters and longer ones. I'll try to make Cortana's and everyone else's emotions more in depth. I also promise better descriptive writing in this continuation as well. Please point out my faults and review.
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Cortana wandered into a personal computer's e-mail line. The ebb and flow of lights and signals called her to leave the Cairo and venture into the flashing lights and garbled sounds. She wanted desperately to be somewhere else, somewhere to distract her from the loneliness creeping ever closer. She took to writing a program for herself a program no one could get to. It was a program, a mixture of numbers and commands that she used to pleasure herself. As she cyber orgasmed she felt another pang of loneliness strike her. She sighed as tendrils of information flowed through her, distorting her image. She wished for a body. She wished this more than anything she has ever or will ever wish for. She explored areas of the inter and outernets hoping for something to help her. She found all sites relevant to her search she sorted through them with growing anger. She was about to toss one when an underground code caught her eye. She probed the sequence of numbers, searching for a way to find its site of origin. She found it. The page opened up before her. She read with interest at the contents of the site summary. It read:
Welcome to Erregatea Organization. Here we specialize in the 'underground' creation of prosthetic bodies for AI's and Marines missing body parts. The body parts and bodies as a whole are:
Completely bulletproof
Refundable, Replaceable
The most advanced in prosthetics today
Feel extremely realistic
Anatomically correct according to gender choice
The cost of the creation and installation of these prosthetic bodies is circa 500,000,000 credits.
Cortana smiled coyly. She knew what do.