Chapter 2
Harper and Dylan were going down to Ozraya in the Maru. Admiral Beyaro had to attend to some business so he was meeting them at Anaya's house.
"So boss," Harper said, walking with Dylan to the house, "Why is it we are breaking into this chick's house?"
"Because, Admiral Beyaro believes there is incriminating evidence in her home and by law, they are allowed to go into the house of a fugitive."
"Well, duh." Harper said "But why are we doing it? Why cant they?"
"Because they cant open the lock."
"And I am a super genius."
"Sure."
As they reached the house, Harper raised his eyebrows. Apparently the Ozraynan government didn't pay well. Anya's house was a deep red metal in between two other metal houses. The black windows made it impossible to see anything inside. You could tell from the outside that the house was very small.
Beyaro was already at the door with his solider. "Well? Can you do it?"
"Ptsh! The question is can I do it in the then 10 seconds." Harper answered.
Harper tapped a few keys on his handheld computer then typed the keys into the lock and…
"Voila. Kick ass lock pick."
The part entered the dark house. Everything seemed in order. Tables, chair, all neat and clean. Then, they passed a light sensor and a prerecorded message hologram popped up. It was Anya.
"If you are listening to this message, you are probably Admiral Beyaro or with him. And, you think I am a criminal. Most likely a fugitive. I am surprised you got past my lock. My dearest Beyaro, and his companions, this is a lie! I never killed anyone and I would never betray my people! Ask Beyaro who really sabotaged the Krowalski mission!" The hologram smiled. "Have fun in my house." With that she was gone.
"Krowalski mission?" Dylan asked.
"I cannot tell about the mission. It is classified."
Dylan Harper and the Admiral with his sloider searched the house and found nothing. Until Harper found a large metal door. A few buttons and he was going down the stairway on the other side.
"Holy Hell." Harper said. It was a computer core. A nice one.
"Harper?" Dylan's voice came over the comm..
"Dylan! You better come down the stairs and quick!" Harper said.
They remaining three came rushing down the stairs to see Harper pacing around the computer.
"What is it?" The Admiral asked.
"A computer. And a big beauty might I add. A computer that most likely has…"
"The records I need." Beyaro finished. He pointed to Harper's data port. "Go in."
"I'm going, I'm going." Harper closed his eyes and was pulled into the computer core.
"Whoa!" Harper said looking around. "This is a VR matrix. There's an AI here." Just then , a woman materialized in front of him wearing a long white dress.
"Anya?" Harper asked the AI.
"No, I am VRM 12478. My creator is Anya. My name is Aria and I am surprised you are here." Aria said in a very cold voice.
"You-you-you look just like Anya."
"She did program me to be exactly like her in every way. Now what are you doing in my mind."
"I…uh…"
"You are here to get evidence against my creator! She told me someone would come. She did nothing wrong! Goodbye." Aria said in her cold and distant voice and Harper was shoved out of her mind.