"She is a flaw protype in this industries

"She is a flaw prototype in this industry."
"No I'm not!"
"Destroy her completely."
"No! Give me another chance!"
"Destroy the initial data that was placed inside of her."
"No! Without any data ship I can't function right!"
"Leave her in with the scraps, like the others that have been a flaw to Mr. Dauragon."
"NO!!"
Jolted and shaken from the same recurring dream every night the person sat up halfway in a cold sweat. That stupid dream always came back to her no matter what she did to erase it from her memory. It was stuck inside of her just like all that data that was originally placed in her. All the data all the time seemed to be flowing inside of her. Old and new data kept coming to her. She wished everyday that she could stop receiving data and just be able to take in the sights, but than again the data is what made her who she is. She stared at her arm as she let the cold sweat rung down her. Her eyes shifted to anger as she looked at the disgusting barcode that was inked onto her. She always hated that thing. It made it seemed like she was someone else's property instead of her very own property. She slowly pushed herself up to look out the window. It was still night, which was a good thing to her. The night life and the night seemed to calm her. Everything about the night here was great. That was the time that everything was active. Everything was opened at night, but sometimes getting into the places was hard. It was because everywhere you went you had to have I.D. The places here were very protective about letting certain people in. She pushed herself away from the window as she walked to the bathroom. She gazed into the mirror as she grunted. Some life I am living, Kaldea. I have no job, I don't have any friends, and since I am a prototype I don't need the values things that normal people do. This is the life that you wanted me to live? Well at least I am free. She couldn't argue with that. She grabbed her clothes as she quickly got dressed. She gazed one more time into the mirror as she whispered, "I promised you Kaldea that I will make a life for me, just you wait." With that done and said she walked out the building door. She lived in a place that you wouldn't call the cleanest or nicest place down here, but it was a roof over her head, which she could say more to the most people who lived here. You ether had to be rich or middle class to even own a nice place here. Suddenly a slight snow began to fall. Crimson grunted, "Great! Just what I truly needed." But once the snow fell here it blended nicely with the night life around here. The lights seemed to make it dance around. She slowly makes her way out onto the streets as she began walking around. Everything out here was nice and people all over could be seen active. After a while of walking she got bored as she decided to go to the nearest bar that she could find. After an hour of searching she finally found a place called, Fate. It appeared to be really slow in business, but than again it would be quiet. That would give some time to think of what she really wanted to do with her so called life that she had now. She began to walk up to the stairs that led to the bar, but than stopped. There standing by the entrance was a guy that appeared to be the guard of the bar. She stopped short as she stared at the guard. He was average height, but his style appeared to be the same taste as her. He also had the same taste in chains on his clothes too. Why would someone that she never meant or knew in her entire life time have the same style as she did? The guard suddenly replied, "You coming in?" She was shocked at first because she thought that the guard was sleeping, but than replied, "Yay, I'm coming."
"Going to need to see some I.D. first."
"Sure. Whatever."
She dug into her pocket as she pulled out her I.D. card and gave it to the guard. At first everything appeared to be fine, but than he threw the I.D. card down into the snow. She was confused as she went to reach down for her I.D. card, but with blink of an eye she was slammed against the cold hard brick wall. Her eyes went out of focus as everything was spinning. The guard snapped, "Your last name! How did you get that last name!"
Name? Last name? Everything was confusing to her as she struggled to get everything into focus. The guard snapped again, "Your last name! How did you get your last name?!"
"I always had that last name! Why the heck do you want to know! It's nothing to you!"
"You're wrong! That is my last name! I had no one ever related to me to be alive! Where did you get it?!"
"I'm telling you, I always had it! What else would you like to know lunatic?"
Being a smart mouth probably wasn't the best thing to do or say right now because he seemed even angrier than before
"Your I.D. is invalid here. Leave!" With that said he threw her off of the wall and onto the street. My God! What in the world did I ever do to this guy?!
"Fine. Your club isn't even worth my time!"
The guard went back to his original pose as he waved a hand to her. Geezs, what ate him? She pulled herself off the ground as she picked up her I.D. replacing it would be a pain to do here in this city. She turned around as she began to walk away. The guard grunted underneath his breathe, "Glad that's over with." She began to fume as she grunted underneath her breathe, "Can't believe what a jerk he is!" She went on to walk with her head and fuming. Suddenly she felt herself fall to the floor again. Already fumed and angry she snapped, "All right who was the smart guy who did that?!"
"I'm terrible sorry, but I was in a hurry and I didn't see you there."
She looked up to see a young girl with blonde hair, blue eyes, wearing a orange hat that looked like something had been through the works, brown shoes, and wearing a yellow coat. The young girl held out her hand as she asked, "Are you okay, miss?"
Miss? That was a new one that was run by her.
"Yay, whatever. Thanks."
"Whatever? That reminds me of someone that I know. Well bye!"
With that she was off like a bullet running off into the direction that she had once came form. Suddenly her knees buckled as a huge frame of data ran through her. She always hated this part because it made her whole body freeze up and does an automatic lock down. Suddenly the young girl face appeared on a screen inside of her eyes with information on her.
Dominique Cross
Age: 15
she is the daughter of Mikado. Mikado current information on the whereabouts on her are unknown
She quickly turned her head as she managed to see a small blur image of her turning in the same direction that she did to get to the bar, Fate. She quickly got herself up as she dashed after her, but managing to keep a safe distance from her. She walked up to the guard as she replied, "Hi Sion."
"Hey, Dominique. Go right in."
"Okay."
With that short talk she walked right in. So Sion was that grump of a guard names. Sion got himself off of the wall as he walked into the club with the door shutting behind him. She took a double look to make sure that he wasn't going to come back out again and surprise her. She walked up to the door to find that he was pretty much sealed tight. Dang it. She walked around into the back as she found that it was locked too. Great, Now what am I going to do? Suddenly she heard footsteps somewhere near by, but where. Somewhere not far from her were a group of seven people dashing from roof to roof until they were over the Fate bar roof. One of the seven men stopped as he replied, "Remember the plan. All we need is that girl to bring back to Dauragon. If people try to stop us destroy them." He grinned at the thought of destroying people getting in the way. He quickly replied, "Move out!" Suddenly without warning they crashed through the bar leaving everyone in there off guard. Sion replied, "Protect Dominique!" With that said Sion and the two other people used as guards at the bar went into action. Meanwhile in the back she was still trying to get in. Suddenly she felt a tap on her shoulder. She was already having a bad day and having someone tapping on her shoulder wasn't helping. She snapped, "Get off!" Suddenly she found herself flying through the bar's wall as she crashed into the bar with two other guys.
"Sion!"
Sion quickly looked up to see that a person dressed like the others held Dominique. He quickly made a try to help her, but was pushed back as he could only watch in disappear as he and Doninque left through the all ready smashed window.