Don't Look Back

Information:

This fan fic inspired by Alias not about it.

Main Character: Riley Alexia McKayden (aka Ri, Alex, Lexi, Kay)

Introduction:

The Future. An unpredictable awaited life we all look forward to. Riley, a do anything and everything field agent puts her life on the line to save people steal things and kill people. Trained assassin, programmed genius. Sure the future has faster cars, smaller cell phones and more intelligent technology more destructive weapons but life didn't get any easier or change nor did the people living them.

The world is in a different is a different state now. Everything is busier than New York tenfold. People are more distant and defense is the key issue. Programmed by conditioning in her youth Riley became a programmed agent, but her mind got in the way of her duty.

Chapter 1: Closed

Damp and cold. Dark and empty. I sat there with brick surrounding me. The only opening was a metal door. It could have been a padded room for crazy people and maybe that could have been better, but it wasn't. I actually kind of liked it though, it gave me plenty of time to think, and I suppose that's why I'm doing that now. I never really saw anyone, well that is except the robot that gave me my meals. I hadn't seen daylight in 100 notches or more according to the marks on my bed rail. I just would hope that I calculated them right though, the robot that I called George would come in and give me brown slop and purified milk but then later he would give me brown slop and fruit extracts (juice). So I would notch after every fruit extract meal I got. Though my mind could fool me at times. I'm not sure anymore. Hell I don't even know why I called the robot a he or gave it the name George. I mean it has the face of a he yet there was some aspects that it could be both male or female cause it is a robot, and I guess that's how they want robots feeding innocent prisoners right? I just liked the name George reminded me of when I could actually see the sun. If I just pulled the trigger I wouldn't be here. I don't know where I would be, maybe I could have retired, but I'm to young, and they need me, but still, day in and day out it gets to a point where all you want to do is quit. Maybe I would have married, ya never know. I wonder what Brad's doing. I wonder if he's married. Why am I talking to myself? Oh yeah that's right. I'm stuck in this cell and have no one else to talk to. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe...

(Fell  asleep, having a dream that is really a past memory)

Riley: Daddy why do I have to pack my bags?

Dad: Because your going to go to "school" for a long time.

Riley: But daddy, I don't wanna. I don't wanna. You can't make me. (Throws Emma her dolly on the floor, folds her arms and scowls) Mommy! Tell daddy that I don't have to go cause I'm only dis many (holds up 5 fingers)

Mom: (her eyes water up) But baby darling, you have to go to "school" to learn new things.

Riley: BUT I WANNA PLAY WITH JESSE!!!

Mom: You'll probably see him there now get your things

Riley: OK fine. (stomps off)

Mom to Dad: Why do they have to take her Sam?

Dad: They chose her there's nothing that we can do I mean if we don't make her go they'll come and take her

Mom: (cries on dad's shoulder)

*Both hear Riley come back down stairs*

Riley: IM ReADY!!

Mom: (tries to act composed)

Dad: Don't forget your dolly...