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Agent Doe knew that if he had a heart, it would be beating out of his chest at the moment. He wasn't tired and he knew it, but the feeling of fear wouldn't leave him. This emotion was new, he had never felt it before, well, he had never felt anything before because he was a machine but he was feeling now, and what he was feeling was fear. It ran over him like an electrical stimulus pulsing through his circuitry. He was running down this alley to try and escape the program that had beat him in combat. The fear had made him run, made him run because the fear told him that he didn't want to be deleted.
Agent Doe looked up and barely had enough time to think before the program had landed on top of him and knocked him to the pavement. He rolled up and leapt through the opening at the end of the alley and ran into the middle of a playground. He leapt up over a slide and landed on a bridge spanning the two play-towers, but before he could leap to the ground on the other side again the program had already leapt up onto the railing of the bridge to block his escape route. She was standing on the railing balanced perfectly on the slippery surface. Agent Doe scowled, how had she beaten him here, she wasn't supposed to be faster than him, no program or human was. He couldn't take it anymore, he wasn't going to run, he couldn't stand someone having more power than him.
Agent Doe pulled his pistol out and brought it towards the program and fired rapidly at the program. The program dodged and bent around the bullets like they weren't even there. The program moved so fast he couldn't even follow her movements; it actually looked as if she didn't even move but the bullets just passed through her. If it was for the blur that obscured her image, he would of thought that she was just a mirage or an illusion and wasn't really there. His Agent code reloaded the gun right after he shot the last round. He was about to fire again when the program leapt down and landed on the railing on her hand, wrapped her legs around Agent Doe's waist and tilted back and flipped over the railing to the ground below. Agent Doe was thrown off the play bridge and onto the wood- chips. He landed and made a small crater in the ground. The program then nimbly leapt off of the bridge and landed standing up beside the downed Agent Doe.
The Program walked over to the motionless Agent Doe and bent down to see if he was really gone or not. This was what Agent Doe was waiting for, he reached inside of his coat with his right hand and grabbed the program with his right, he pulled his pistol out and fired it point blank at the programs stomach until the clip was empty. He smiled his usual programmed smile and stood up and watched the program stumble back holding its stomach. Blood was pouring out of its stomach and its hands were covered in its blood.
Agent Doe waited for the Program to say something or anything or just die, but the Program started to laugh, and when it looked up it was smiling and laughing like it knew something that Agent Doe didn't. Agent Doe didn't like the look of this so he had his program reload the gun and brought it up to fire but all he saw was a blur. The program had moved so fast he didn't see it. The program had him around the throat before he could even squeeze on the trigger.
The program reached back and twisted Agent Doe's arm behind his back and broke his arm, after that she kicked out his knees so he fell to the ground. She drew his head back and bit into his neck drawing blood and sucking it. Well actually she was sucking his code, his program. She drew it into her own programming and it melded onto her own and made her stronger, she gained all of the Agent's strengths, and when she finished taking his programming, of all that Agent Doe was left, was a melting body and lose fragments of code.
She stood up and looked down at her stomach, the wound had sealed itself shut and she had healed completely. She felt stronger, faster, smarter, just better than she was. She was now and upgraded version of her former self which happened each time she drew code out of a program or human creating tiny wormholes into their programming or pod and stealing their abilities or life force being able to heal her and gaining new attributes. She was a Vampyric program. She held up a hand full of keys and smiled, now that she had the access to the corridor she could gain access to anywhere she wanted to. She turned and ran off into the night faster than human or program eyes could follow. As she ran she thought to herself, "Smith will be pleased."
Agent Doe knew that if he had a heart, it would be beating out of his chest at the moment. He wasn't tired and he knew it, but the feeling of fear wouldn't leave him. This emotion was new, he had never felt it before, well, he had never felt anything before because he was a machine but he was feeling now, and what he was feeling was fear. It ran over him like an electrical stimulus pulsing through his circuitry. He was running down this alley to try and escape the program that had beat him in combat. The fear had made him run, made him run because the fear told him that he didn't want to be deleted.
Agent Doe looked up and barely had enough time to think before the program had landed on top of him and knocked him to the pavement. He rolled up and leapt through the opening at the end of the alley and ran into the middle of a playground. He leapt up over a slide and landed on a bridge spanning the two play-towers, but before he could leap to the ground on the other side again the program had already leapt up onto the railing of the bridge to block his escape route. She was standing on the railing balanced perfectly on the slippery surface. Agent Doe scowled, how had she beaten him here, she wasn't supposed to be faster than him, no program or human was. He couldn't take it anymore, he wasn't going to run, he couldn't stand someone having more power than him.
Agent Doe pulled his pistol out and brought it towards the program and fired rapidly at the program. The program dodged and bent around the bullets like they weren't even there. The program moved so fast he couldn't even follow her movements; it actually looked as if she didn't even move but the bullets just passed through her. If it was for the blur that obscured her image, he would of thought that she was just a mirage or an illusion and wasn't really there. His Agent code reloaded the gun right after he shot the last round. He was about to fire again when the program leapt down and landed on the railing on her hand, wrapped her legs around Agent Doe's waist and tilted back and flipped over the railing to the ground below. Agent Doe was thrown off the play bridge and onto the wood- chips. He landed and made a small crater in the ground. The program then nimbly leapt off of the bridge and landed standing up beside the downed Agent Doe.
The Program walked over to the motionless Agent Doe and bent down to see if he was really gone or not. This was what Agent Doe was waiting for, he reached inside of his coat with his right hand and grabbed the program with his right, he pulled his pistol out and fired it point blank at the programs stomach until the clip was empty. He smiled his usual programmed smile and stood up and watched the program stumble back holding its stomach. Blood was pouring out of its stomach and its hands were covered in its blood.
Agent Doe waited for the Program to say something or anything or just die, but the Program started to laugh, and when it looked up it was smiling and laughing like it knew something that Agent Doe didn't. Agent Doe didn't like the look of this so he had his program reload the gun and brought it up to fire but all he saw was a blur. The program had moved so fast he didn't see it. The program had him around the throat before he could even squeeze on the trigger.
The program reached back and twisted Agent Doe's arm behind his back and broke his arm, after that she kicked out his knees so he fell to the ground. She drew his head back and bit into his neck drawing blood and sucking it. Well actually she was sucking his code, his program. She drew it into her own programming and it melded onto her own and made her stronger, she gained all of the Agent's strengths, and when she finished taking his programming, of all that Agent Doe was left, was a melting body and lose fragments of code.
She stood up and looked down at her stomach, the wound had sealed itself shut and she had healed completely. She felt stronger, faster, smarter, just better than she was. She was now and upgraded version of her former self which happened each time she drew code out of a program or human creating tiny wormholes into their programming or pod and stealing their abilities or life force being able to heal her and gaining new attributes. She was a Vampyric program. She held up a hand full of keys and smiled, now that she had the access to the corridor she could gain access to anywhere she wanted to. She turned and ran off into the night faster than human or program eyes could follow. As she ran she thought to herself, "Smith will be pleased."