Interference
Chapter Two: Disorganized Demand
Chapter Two! Not much to say about this one! Hurray! Oh and by the by, I'll try to get this whole story written before the 26th (I won't be able to post for five days then) and I have five plot ideas up and ready to go, so no worries. (Except for me, because I have to WRITE them!) And yes, have you seen the way José walks? The Nazi title is deserved (I mean, come on, his is a Nazi German scientist....).
The noise in Meridiana was nearly unbearable: sirens, car alarms, and the occasional harsh ringing of a store security system. Cybersix passed gangs and rioters, several with knives and most with bloody noses. Shop windows were broken; glass filled the streets. The rooftops, it seemed, were the only relatively safe place in the city.
Zing! And even then, the occasional bullet made its way past her hat.
Cybersix was disturbed to find Lucas' balcony window already open, but there was no one inside. In fact, it appeared that he had been warming up a cup of coffee when the lights went out. The porcelain cup still rested inside the microwave. Not wanting to look much further, she headed back outside, leaping to the roof of the apartment building. He must have gone out onto the streets. Not exactly the safe thing to do-but then, who am I to talk?
With no idea where Lucas might have gone, Cybersix watched the streets carefully, hoping for some sort of clue. A slight movement caught her eye; the shadow of a Fixed Idea was lurking in an alley. There was no legible information to be gotten from him, he was probably just looking to see what had happened...And if he was doing that, José HAD to be behind it. There was just no other explanation for the power outage.
Cybersix could do nothing if she didn't learn more about the little Nazi-clone's plan. Perhaps he'd stupidly announce his intentions on the television. At any rate, there was really no point in staying out. She headed back towards her apartment.
The television was airing non-stop fuzz as she paced the length of the small living room. There was simply nothing to be done. In frustration, she tapped the top of the television, thinking furiously.
As though sensitive to the touch, the fuzz died down, then was replaced altogether with a video feed of José. Cybersix watched in apprehension as the brat's hysterical laughter filled her apartment.
Good evening, citizens of Meridiana. As you'll have noticed, your power supply has been cut off. How long will you be able to keep up your independence? Surrender Meridiana to the all powerful Von Reichter, and power will be restored.
Do not try to leave the city, or attempt to get help from the outside. All cars will fail at the city limits, and those unfortunate enough to cross the lines will be immediately struck down with a sudden case of the fly. Cybersix smirked in satisfaction as José stared past the camera. What? No, no, you idiot, not the fly, the FLU! Sudden case of the FLU! José leaped down from what was, presumably, a stool, and apparently knocked over the camera. Idiots! Fools! No, no! Turn the camera off! Turn it-AHHH! HELP!
Cybersix couldn't resist a small laugh as the television resumed its fuzz. However, there were more pressing matters at hand. She glanced out the window. Dawn was breaking over the hostage city. She sighed and removed her hat. Guess it will have to wait another night...perhaps Lucas knows something.