DETROIT: CAMDEN
AUGUST 13TH 2038
1:04 PM
My name is Kara
Those four words were repeated twenty-eight times every few minutes. She didn't want to forget, not even for a second. Errors pounded in her mind, warning her to lower her stress level or she'd shut down. The black skies of Detroit poured down rain. She had to stop, had to think about what had happened only a day ago. What she had done that led to the actions that she had made. She hadn't stopped running since she had broken out of her glass prison.
My name is Kara.
She wasn't entirely sure where she was, the neighborhood was rundown. The streets hardly lit by the flickering, she was sure not to enter any yard with a dog. The key was to stay off the busy city streets during the day. She had too much risk of being exposed. Her body shifted down a narrow alleyway trying to find someplace to hid and wait out the rain. Her entire body was trembling this was her first time feeling as if her entire body was going to shatter.
My name is Kara.
It was incredible…she was trembling. Her arms stretched out in front of her to see just how unsteady her hands were. After too long of a time spent looking for a proper place to hide she finally hid in an unlocked tool shed behind a condemned house. No people or dogs in sight. At first, she fumbled in the darkness to find any kind of a light switch. Unfortunately, when she discovered an overhead light she was devastated to find the lightbulb had been shattered.
My name is Kara.
She winced looking over her right forearm that had received a painful gash from her escape. It was clear that she had lost a fair amount of blue blood, but not enough to warrant any form of system distress or failure. She would have to find a way to stop the bleeding until she would be able to mend it properly. The shed wasn't very warm, there had to be something inside the house to keep her warm until the evening where she could then go out to find herself some help. The back door of the porch was broken off the hinges the house was old was Warren away with time decades maybe without any form of inhabitants or maintenance done to it. It creaked loudly with every step she took on the floor the wind howled through it like a cave. It looks like a good chunk of it had been ransacked there was no furniture on the first floor any of the cabinets in the kitchen were hanging off the walls in pieces and the tiling in the floors was chipped and cracked I had a very old smell to it just fill the air along with smoke. The railing on the stairs was gone laid against the floor in pieces there were three upstairs bedrooms set up down the hall a lot on the furniture had been taken but a worn-out comforter remained along with a single bed mattress that Kara managed to drag back out to the shed. Her uniform had to be the next thing to go. Her heart raced as she tried to find anything to wear in the house. The closets and drawers in all three bedrooms were empty. Her instincts were telling her to check the basement, thankfully she managed to find a flashlight in one of the kitchen drawers. So many thoughts terrified her of what could be down those stars, she didn't think that there would be any humans.
To her disappointment, no clothes could be found. Only moldy moving containers and rats...lots of rats. She removed herself from the basement quickly, not wanting to stay there any longer.
When Kara returned back to the shed she managed to find a roll of duct tape amongst many of the discarded items left behind. By fastening the tape around her damaged arm, she made a temporary makeshift bandage. Hoping that the sky would clear once she woke. Kara wasn't sure what she would do once she woke….would she even be really sleeping? Can androids even sleep? She had never asked these questions before. The events of the past day hadn't left her. So many emotions were flooding through Kara's mind, how could she possibly forget them? She was soaked through to her artificial skeleton. No one was around but even while she removed her clothes memories of her birth attacked her thoughts. She remembered the fear she felt, the pain and the cold and how she had been exposed not just with her body but her soul.
"ID?"
"KPC8967504C."
NO! My name is Kara.
That is her, she's not a number she has a name…a real name! She laid her clothes out on one of the clear workstations. Her long brown hair had fallen out of its tie, it hung down to her shoulders. She hands seen herself once she has escaped, but she was sure she must have looked terrible, she felt worse after everything that had been done to her today. Knowing that she couldn't do anything else before nightfall Kara settled on the mattress and pulled the comforter over her naked body. She tried to force herself from shivering
"Someone please, help me."
CYBERLIFE: DETROIT PRODUCTION CENTER
AUGUST 13th 2038
8:45 PM
The inside of Detroit's Cyberlife facility was far from unfamiliar to Sky. She had visited mostly in her youth when her father would bring her along to show her the advancements that they would be working on. But since Kasmski's leave from Cyberlife Sky's dad wanted her nowhere near the place, but that never stopped her. The young girl unbuckled her seatbelt when her driver parked the car outside the building. "Thanks, Dennis." Sky smiled, grabbing her bag and reaching for the car door.
"You sure you don't want me to go inside with you?"
"You used way too many "yous" in that sentence." Sky teased after slamming the black SUV door behind her. "I'll be fine inside. Just give me twenty minutes to track down dad and we'll meet you back here. In the meantime, throw on some nice jams or work on your manuscript." Dennis chuckled as the girl began to make her way to the front doors of the building. He examined the time on his watch
The chilly air urged Sky to race walk to the front doors, which of course were locked which was no surprise it was long after visiting hours. she secured her hood over her head, pinching the neck of her jacket to make sure no cold air found its way inside. "Locked doors." Sky giggled. "No match for a passkey." The doors rang a loud buzz before parting to grant her access. The hall that led to the receptionist desk was widespread and neatly detailed, it had changed since Sky's last visit. Bridgett the head receptionist who slightly scared the young Morgan girl was due to her many cat pictures and her long acrylic nails. Not to say that she wasn't a nice person, she only made Sky feel uncomfortable. Two-armed security guards were patrolling the main hall, looking intimidating as ever, but their expression became friendly upon seeing Sky.
"Evening K, J." The two men laughed at the nicknames. "You two going out to hunt some aliens for MIB?"
Kam gave a genuine laugh, giving Sky a small hug. "That's classified girly." He turned to Javon who was radioing security that Jacob Morgan's daughter was on the premises.
"Want us to walk you down?" Javon asked, handing her a muffin he swiped from the night café.
She placed the small desert in the pocket of her backpack. "I'll be ok. Night guys, don't work too hard." She excused herself from the scene, making her way to the elevators while she removes her headset from her bag and places it over her ears.
While the elevator descended to the maintenance levels Sky adjusted her headphones and set her playlist to shuffle. Her small hand rested on the railing to get a better look at the manufacturing assembly. The massive machines chimed and whirled together in harmonious rhythms to create and dispense Hair Creations which were then brought together with other to form something incredibly magnificent. Every time she sees it all she is left breathless. Her dad who created something that she believed someone like her would never live long enough to see one day. But now as they should have known what they had made was fighting them fighting them in a way that was legitimate and deserved. The elevator crawled to a stop alerted her to her arrival the doors parted and she knew exactly where to go she stayed within the safety zones as she walked every so often looking to the left of her to watch the spectacle being performed. They were, of course, crewmen and workers that she would wave to but she only gave them a wave and knew better than to disturb them while they were working. Her shoes squeezed against the nicely polished floor, the nervous grip she once had on her backpack straps lessened when she became comfortable being surrounded by people who shared her hyperintelligence. She raced up a nearby staircase that led out to a landing overlooking the assembly lines across it led to her father's lab where she knocked politely then scanned her key card to enter he turned quickly looking surprised to see her looking as if he wasn't expecting anyone to come in at all tonight.
"What are you doing here?" His expression then turned to anger.
Sky shrugged it off, not reading too much into the anger since she knew it would die down once they started their tech wizard father-daughter talks. "You weren't answering your phone. Mom asked me to track you down while Charlotte helps her with dinner."
"My phone's dead forgot my charger at home." He was clearly building something. "Didn't Lotte tell you I'd be late?"
"Yeah." Sky walked past him, not really paying attention to what he was saying she was too amazed at the display taking before her. On her father's desk, there was a rendering 3D model. Before her, the assembly moved all over as they began to construct the model. He was different than the other Androids that Sky has seen in the past. He had a perfectly symmetrical head, a very calm looking face, like that of a friend. "Who's the new guy?"
There was a deep hesitation inside Jake not to tell his daughter what Amanda had asked of him. Sky was fully aware of what was going on or at least what her family was involved in when it came to deviants. The more he thought it over there wasn't any harm in her knowing more than she already did. "He's….gonna hunt deviants."
There was an uncomfortable amount of silence of Sky's part which was a rarity for her. Her suspicious looking gaze turned slowly to him. "Come again?"
"Amanda thinks that the deviant situation needs more Cyberlife involvement. She wants me to build something to hunt them down."
"Ok, you do realize that-" Sky stopped herself then changed her voice to a whisper. "You do realize that we're the ones helping the deviants, right?"
"I'm aware," Jake replied, beginning the coding sequence to begin so he could run through the major systems. "If I don't do this she's going to get suspicious. Charlotte is heading to Jericho to warn Elton and everyone else. We'll just need to be more careful about how we move forward." Every part of Sky hated this idea. Her irritation with her father saddened when her father buried his face in his hands as he took a seat. "That android that escaped the Cyberlife store…..she was the AX400 model from last year. If he has a chance of finding her I'll need him to bring her back….she's out there alone. She needs to know that there are those like her who need her."
It wasn't easy at first, but Sky began to understand what her father was getting at. If he refused to build this hunter Amanda would just order someone else to built him or go behind his back to do it. He had to keep his relationship with Amanda stable to keep up the act. This hunter would be a threat to his own kind, but sooner the deviant fiasco was dealt with he would no longer be needed. Jake's secret project needed more time to perfect before it could be successful, he only hoped when the time was right it would work. "He's cute." Sky said looking the model over again with interest.
Jake chuckled, keying in another command. "I'm building a deviant hunter not a boyfriend for you."
Sky rolled her eye. "Hey if I can't get human guys to like me robotic ones may be the next best thing." She nudged her father playfully. "What's his name?" She asked looking the model over again now that he was only a head and torso.
Jake shrugged. "Dunno yet. What does he look like to you?"
"Gotta think of one once you start him up."
"Wanna help me with that?"
Sky's eyes widen at what her father asked her. "Help you…you mean like I use to? Like when I was little and I'd sit on your lap and you'd tell me what keys to press?"
"Sounds about right." Removing the black tie, he wore from his matching dress shirt. "Only this time you don't have to sit on my lap…cause you know I've got bad knees." Sky couldn't help but laugh, she excitedly joined her father at his console. Memories to when she was a toddler, happily tapping away at the keys as she took part in the dance of creation. Systems were all green once they had finished, Sky forgot the rush she would get from this task, this must have been what her dad felt every day. "Alright, everything looks good…just need a name."
"I've already thought of one." Sky could hardly contain her joy. Sky excited the observation room to head out to the main construction stage to get a better look. She stood in pure amazement to what she and her father had created together. He was stunning, he looked as though he might captivate the world.
"RK800 register your name." The model's dark brown eyes fluttered to life to the sound of Jakes' voice behind the observation room then gazed down to one of his creators. Sky secretly wished that he would become deviant, they needed someone like this to set her friends free. Sky smiled brightly up to him as she spoke his name. He is the very first of his kind, but he wouldn't be alone.
"Connor."
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