For the sake of this fic, I will continue to write the Hyperbrain using her name, instead of 'Harvey' as otherwise, it would get too confusing. I will also use 'she' to indicate that she is still possessing Harvey, though from other perspectives, they will obviously view Harvey as a 'he', as they do not know that he is possessed. Although the Hyperbrain knows everything about Harvey due to the brain scanning process, she struggles physically as, as well as being in a male teenager's body, she is used to being all formal and stiff in both manner and speech, so she finds it difficult to 'be' Harvey effortlessly. Plus, she has to pretend that she is human, which for an AI, is unsurprisingly difficult.


CHAPTER THREE

After an exact hour of being unconscious, Harvey James Hunter awoke.

Yet, what looked out of the chocolate brown eyes, was not the fourteen year old boy.

It was the Hyperbrain.


Fully opening the eyes, the Hyperbrain groaned and slowly straightened up in the chair. She rolled her neck round, satisfied when the muscles became relaxed and relieved of tension.

Once wide awake, the Hyperbrain glanced down at her new body and grinned. It had all been too easy to take over this body, and she was going to make this count.

All she had to do, was adjust to her new vessel.

She eyed the wrist restraints, marvelling over how restrictive they were, before clenching her fists. Squeezing her eyes shut, she used her telekinesis to easily break the wrist restraints. As the metal clanged onto the floor, the Hyperbrain lifted up the visor and rose to her feet. Rubbing her sore and marked wrists, the Hyperbrain sneered at the fact that her vessel was so easily bruised, then rushed to regain her balance as she wobbled on the spot.

She flung her hand out to aid her, and as her hand gripped the left arm of the chair, her hands lit up in a green glow. The fascination at seeing the boy's hands glow green passed, and for the first time ever, the Hyperbrain was worried.

As well as having to adapt to the body, she would have to maintain extra control over her eyes and hands. For if Harvey's 'loved ones' caught sight of their friend with either his hands or eyes glowing green, then she would be rumbled.

There was no issue with acting as the boy though. Everything in Harvey's mind was open and accessible to her, so she could easily pretend to be him and not arouse suspicion. Although, the people around the boy may become suspicious if she did not act human enough. Regardless of how she now knew everything about the boy, if she did not seem right, then her entire plan would be ruined.

Once her hands had stopped glowing, the Hyperbrain let go of the chair and staggered forwards, concentrating on putting one foot in front of the other. As she paraded up and down, glad that her vessel had small feet, she growled as she felt her eyes glow. There was no chance that she was allowing her eyes to glow at random times, as they could potentially be seen by someone close to the boy. Therefore, the Hyperbrain halted in her tracks and focussed, attempting to will away the glow from both her hands and eyes.

In the end, she was mostly successful, but she was aware that there was a slight chance that the glow could come back at any time. For now, she had to dismiss it from her mind and move on.

Continuing to stumble up and down the room, the Hyperbrain began to dwell on Harvey's numerous health issues. After analysing his mind whilst the boy had been in control of his body and in the chair, she had uncovered a lifetime of hindrances to his health.

First off, she had learnt about the boy's near death experience as a new-born baby. So life threatening was his health issues, the doctors were forced to put Harvey onto a ventilator, in order to aid his breathing. Upon being released from hospital, Harvey had been kept a close eye on by his parents and at age five, was provided with an asthma pump.

He had gone through several in those nine years spanning from age five to present time. As well as being asthmatic, Harvey also possessed a weak Immune system and had a 'weak chest.' Any illness struck him down for weeks and in the cold weather, he had to bundle up to prevent any colds or coughs, which could potentially become life threatening to him.

The Hyperbrain was surprised that the boy had lasted to the age of fourteen, but was not shocked at the fact that Harvey Hunter was physically weak. Stocky yes, but glancing down at her new body again, the Hyperbrain was convinced that the boy would be barely able to lift his girlfriend, let alone, a heavy weight.

Stretching out her fingers and bending her knees simultaneously, the Hyperbrain decided that whenever an asthma attack was incoming, as at least one attack was inevitable, she would use all of her willpower to avert it. It may draw up questions from people, but she was damned if she was prepared to be subdued by an asthma attack!

After stretching out all of her limbs, the Hyperbrain patted down her pockets. There was nothing in the jacket, and the slim backpack on her back, to her, felt empty. After a quick look, the Hyperbrain saw that this was the case.

However, upon patting down the jean pockets, the Hyperbrain discovered four items. One was a slightly discoloured asthma pump, the second item was a set of keys, presumably for the boy's house, and the third was a wallet.

One brief check later confirmed that the wallet only held a five pound note and a few coins.

Examining the fourth item, the Hyperbrain arched an eyebrow. The boy's phone lit up, displaying a notification from ten minutes ago. Due to her extensive knowledge on technology, reaped from the few minds of her 'candidates' and the Internet, the Hyperbrain was familiar with the inner workings of a mobile phone.

The Hyperbrain tapped the recent message, and proceeded to read it.

'Sweetie, where are you? You've been gone for about 2 hours now! Text me back as soon as you get this, I'm worried! Xx'

Sneering at the sentimental message, the Hyperbrain started to type out a new message to send back to the boy's mother.

'I am fine. Coming home now.'

The Hyperbrain sent the message, then immediately winced at the obvious mistake she had made. Hastily, she fired off a few kisses in another message to Mrs Hunter, then turned the phone off and slipped it back into the jean pocket.

Once all of the items were back in their previous place and she was completely prepared, the Hyperbrain set off towards the door leading out of the room. It was sealed shut, but the door held no match to her telekinesis.

She marched stiffly out of the room and down the corridor, the exit looming up ahead. Smirking as she relished the complete control she had over Harvey Hunter's body, the Hyperbrain approached the exit and seconds later, emerged into the outside world.


The Hyperbrain hissed as the sun streamed down onto her, throwing a hand up to protect her eyesight from the blinding glare. She stumbled along the path, hating how she could not see properly, and cursing the sun for weakening her.

Once again thankful that she had scanned the boy's brain before possessing him, as she knew the way back to his house and could easily make the journey, the Hyperbrain was left momentarily stunned when a person swarmed out of the shadows of the nearby alleyway and darted towards her.

The Hyperbrain dodged, and as the attacker spun round to face her, the Hyperbrain recognised him. It was the tramp that had troubled Harvey, mere hours earlier.

The tramp stalked forwards, a huge shark-like grin stretching his face as he halted in front of the young teenager. Broadening his stance, the tramp sneered:

"Well, look 'ere! The idiot, who thinks he can stroll through my territory! Saw your phone earlier, think I need a bit of compensation…."

The tramp reached forwards with a hand and snapped: "Give it here!"

Anticipating the boy to give in easily to his demands, the tramp was definitely not expecting what happened next.

The Hyperbrain folded her arms over her chest, and replied: "No."

Curious at the robotic tone of voice, the tramp blinked, then hurled himself forwards. He grabbed hold of the boy's arms and shook him furiously, roaring:

"GIVE ME YOUR BLEEDING PHONE!"

Suddenly, the teenager shook his head. "I am afraid that I cannot allow that."

"WHY YOU TALKING LIKE THAT?!"

"Because…." The tramp yelled as he was pushed backwards by the boy's hands on his chest, subsequently letting go of the teenager and falling onto the ground painfully. As he groaned, above him, the boy loomed over him.

The Hyperbrain smiled evilly and crooned under her breath: "The Internet is so useful."

She stared down at the tramp for a few moments, before allowing her eyes to glow green. As the tramp looked up in horror, the Hyperbrain spoke:

"Provoke me again, and I shall end your miserable life. Do you understand me?"

Slowly nodding, the tramp whimpered as the Hyperbrain suddenly sneered:

"I never want to see you again. If I do…. Well, let us say that you shall not be needing your brain any longer."

Chuckling at the tramp's terrified expression, the Hyperbrain turned round and headed off towards the Hunter residence, her glowing green eyes glinting in triumph.


Along the way to the Hunter house, the Hyperbrain had to avoid several groups of people wearing the green badges that she knew Harvey and his friends were investigating. Although she could crush them easily, there was no point in making a scene. Not when she had only just begun.

It was only when she entered the Hunter house, using the handy set of keys to open the front door, did the Hyperbrain wipe the evil smirk off of her face. Shutting the door behind her, the Hyperbrain was soon accosted by the one known as Teresa Hunter, or to her vessel, Mum.

The Hyperbrain stared blankly at Mrs Hunter as she approached her, a warm smile on the woman's face.

"Harvey! There you are! I got your text, honey, thanks for that. Did you spend all of that time at the Library?"

"No… Mother. Unfortunately, the Library was shut, but I met a very nice old lady there. I am sorry that I could not get you the book that you wanted. After the old lady and I parted ways, I went for a walk, then as soon as I received your text message, I came straight back here."

Mrs Hunter sighed in exasperation. "Oh! That's such a shame! The Library is a big part of this community, and now where can I get the new book?! Nice that you met one of the locals though."

To the Hyperbrain's bewilderment, the Hunter woman abruptly burst out laughing. At her son's questioning look, Mrs Hunter flapped her hand.

"Oh, Harvey! I'm sorry, but it's just the way you were talking just now! 'Mother' and speaking in a posh manner! Sort of like a posh robot, I guess! Oh, you and your theatrics!"

The Hyperbrain mustered up her best smile, amidst her criticism of herself for not acting human enough.

"Yes, well… Ian has been teaching me some theatre tricks."

Hoping that the false reason would fool the Hunter woman, the Hyperbrain was relieved when the woman responded, confirming to her that Mrs Hunter had believed the excuse.

Mrs Hunter wiped her eyes dry, then pulled her son into a hug, squeezing him tightly. The Hyperbrain stood stiffly as Mrs Hunter murmured:

"We're having takeaway later. Don't worry, I'll let you choose it. I know you like choosing what we have to eat, and I don't mind, I just don't want us having it every day, no matter how much you try to sway me, Harvey. Now, do you want to go upstairs and change? It must be pretty hot out, judging by the weather forecast."

As soon as the Hunter woman had let her go, the Hyperbrain curtly nodded and stretched her pained smile wider as Mrs Hunter pinched her cheek. Yet, as soon as the woman had turned round and ventured off back into the kitchen, the Hyperbrain dropped her smile and glared at the back of the departing figure.

After glaring at her for a couple of seconds, the Hyperbrain glanced around the hall-way with interest, eyes lingering on the framed photographs, before making her way up the stairs in a stiff manner. Reaching the top of the staircase, the Hyperbrain marched towards her vessel's bedroom and opened the door.