Fallen Idol
Chapter Seven: Death and Rebirth

Well, it's not the weekend anymore. What'd you expect, continuous reading material? Keep a lookout for a joint project between Nick and myself. (Once we figure out what we're doing, that is.) And guys, I'm still looking for new story requests. Got one, let me know ASAP, will ya? Thanks! ;) Note: My father used convoluted to describe the way to upload my Cybersix videos to my iMac. Fun Fact.

Von Reichter had been setting up his machinery for almost twenty minutes now. The girl resting on the lab table was still out cold, and would continue to lay there until he removed the mask. The process to create a CyberX was, though simple, lengthy, and a bit convoluted. The empty tank on the right was not, in fact, empty. It was instead filled with a microscopic virus, dangerous if not used correctly. When released through the tubes attached to the IV, the virus would latch onto her blood cells, making them vulnerable to the sustenance. Once it had properly settled, the sustenance could be released into her bloodstream, where it would attach itself to her blood cells and give her the abilities that she'd desired. However, if the sustenance was not administered within the time limits (which were still unclear), the blood would become too thin to be of use, thus killing the patient.
He slowly turned on the flow of air in the empty tank and settled to wait until his moniter gave him the signal that would alert him to proceed to the next step. While the virus spread throughout Mikae, he studied her as she lay unconscious on the table. Really, she's just the perfect build for a new series. The only problem now is to redesign her brain patterns to fit my purposes. I can't use the helmets again, that would be far too obvious.
Von Reichter slowly straightened in his chair, then twisted to the computers and opened a new program, quickly sliding a small chip into its slot. Of course, he muttered, it can be hidden beneath her hair...yes, and it will rewrite the patterns from the outside, if attached at the correct place. Then it can be removed and... no damage at all! His twisted smile grew wider as he typed rapidly into the computer. Oh, Cybersix, you HAVE met your match!

Mikae's mother, Sarah, rapped on her door. she called. I made you breakfast, kiddo. Waffles are waiting downstairs. When no response came from within, she twisted the doorknob and entered the barely lit room. Mikae, sweetie... Seeing that the computer was still on, she crossed the room and carefully put it on its screensaver. Mikae, get up. The woman turned to the bed, and stopped in her tracks.
Her daughter was not sleeping. Her daughter was not there.
Sarah ran to the open window. There was no sign of Mikae. Frantic with worry, she darted from the room, stumbling to a telephone, and hurriedly dialed the Meridiana Police. Hello?Yes. My daughter - she's missing.

Cybersix had woken with a slight headache, something that was uncommon for her. It had taken most of her strength to roll out of bed. However, once she'd gotten up, the headache had subsided, and she was now quietly munching a bowl of cereal, watching the morning news.
We come to you now with a breaking news report. A local teenager, Mikae Krubens, has been reported missing as of 8:07 this morning. Anyone with information on the girl's whereabouts should immediately call the police at....
But Cybersix had already stopped listening, and was now hurriedly getting dressed. Someone had seen potential in Mikae, and she knew who it had to be. Adrian was out of the question for this, and she didn't fancy running around in leather in broad daylight. So she did something very uncommon and almost completely irrational - if she met Lucas, she'd die of embarassment.
Cybersix pulled on a sweater and pants, yanked on a pair of shoes, and ran for the door of her apartment.

Mikae also had a headache, but hers was severe and quite painful. And she really, really did not feel well. she groaned, wondering what exactly had happened, but was struck with an extreme panic attack when she realized that she could not remember a thing. Who she was, where she was, what she was doing there - all gone! As if she'd been...reborn.
A sudden sharp tingle at the back of her neck caused her to jerk, and sit upright almost immediately. Her ears were picking up amazing things ... she could HEAR the humming of the lights in the room. Rather annoying. As her eyes adjusted to their surroundings, she noticed an improvement in the clarity of her vision, though she could not, for her life, remember what she was comparing it to.
a voice asked. It was strange to her, yet familiar at the same time. Unnerving, but comforting as well. Mikae put a hand to her forehead, realizing that the pain was almost bearable now. she said weakly, then, reassured by her own voice, No, it's - it's getting better.
That's good to hear.
She still didn't know her name, or what she was doing here. She turned to face the man at the computer screen. Sir - who am I? Why am I here? Where is here? And- who are you?
So tedious, thought Von Reichter, she asked that last question not an hour ago. I am Von Reichter, you are in my laboratory on the peninsula, you're here because you chose to be here. Does this help?
No memories were triggered, not in detail, but and did bring back images. Meridiana... Green tanks... Metal... strange. Mikae shook her head, not in response to his question, but to clear her thoughts. But... who am I?
You are CyberX-1, the latest model-
Model?
-and you're here to lend your services to a grand cause.
Mikae blinked. What cause is this?
The destruction of Cybersix.
Cybersix... The name was familiar. She could not remember why, she did not know what her connections had been with the woman (yes, she knew it was a woman, somehow), but this man's reason seemed as good as any.
Then... explain all of this. Please.
And as her new master talked more and more, CyberX-1 began to take over the girl's body, and Mikae was pushed farther and farther into the subconscious mind.