Phase 1: Hacked

Long unrully white hair clashed with the black outfit, Android 11 now standing on the vent and observing the mess of people, cars, and gas. Large golden orbs scanned the downtown scene with large interest, his mouth open slightly, suckling on his lower lip.

I wonder what it would be like... to be normal. A human. Natural.

He always asked these questions to himself, always hoping to find an answer that never would come. But wasn't I a Natural at one point in my life? Why do our Ghost's need to be washed clean of all scars, isn't that what makes us human?

Subconsiosly, he checked his black army watch that was firmly gripping his left wrist. 11:34. He still had a bit of relaxation, but a tiny voice inside his head told him to hook up again and to report what he heard to Togusa, or even Bateau.

"Might as well." He told himself, reaching to his large black lab coat that draped to his knees, fumbling for a minute for the two black cords. Once retrieving him, he turned around to the smoke stack, glossy golden eyes scanning for a small square flip-pannel. Hmm, it WAS here a minute ago...

He slowly reached out a stud-glovved hand to the metal, feeling the oil and the grease of the factory against the tips of his fingers. He moved his hand to the left, feeling around for any abrupt bumps or grooves - anything. His quivvered slightly, finding the panel and flipped it open. Two connectors lay waiting, as the android hooked them up according to colour.

Once in, he sat back down on the vent, positioned himself, and hooked up the cords to the back of his neck.

Sector 11 of the Kusanagi team, logging on... status revamped... online database searching... searching... found, Android 11 of the Kusanagi Defense, you are free to go.

"Thanks."

A low beep droned in the backround, the image of the large city fading into black. The beep started going faster and faster, until a falter voice abruptedly came up and made the android internally groan.

Could not connect to the Defense database, critical error, ghost hack in process.

Quick reflexes snatched the cords, unhooked them, and fumbled as they were shoved into the coatpocket. "Shit." The white-haired android hissed, absentmindedly brushing his fingers through his left awkward sideburn.

This aint new, ghost hacks don't happen among the Defense,he thought quickly, standing up and overlooking the jump. Determening that it wouldn't do too much damage to the legs and back, he took a leaping jump from the vent onto the roof.

The roof, much like the smoke stack, was covered in grease and grime, causing the figure to land and skid to the right. Luckily, he hadn't damaged anything, only briefly shocked the system. In an instant he was sliding down the roof on his hands and feet, crouched over like a dog.

Wonder which sector was attacked? he asked himself, preparing for the eavestroft. Expertly, he stook out his left foot in front of him and digged it into the roof. The metal groaned and creaked under him, letting him come to a slow and easy stop before the eave.

"Adios, shit factory." With that, he jumped.

Most normal people would call this suicide, but for androids, it was common knowledge. He felt his coat whisk behind him, and let the landing database take care of the rest.

Weight status changing... 98 ...73 ...65... He froze it at 65, watching as he shifted in midair to move backwards slightly, the greased wall flying past him. In and instant, he was running down the wall, the ground coming up to meet him in about a minute or so.

Wind flew through his unkempt white hair, whistling through the dog ears that were pirched in top of his head. He heard them. Sirens. That can't be good.

He was about ten stories from hitting the ground, he calculated. Clicks and beeps immited from his ears, as he bent both legs and springed like a frog from the wall. Below, he heard people ouu and ahh, some shaking their heads and muttering about the androids. He had learned to cope, he had blocked all emotions from sliding through his calm features.

He landed on the sidewalk in a shuddering bang, his coat spread out like a fan behind him. His eyes stayed on the pavement, letting the shock in his sensory system die down. That's it, I'll let this go and I'll report back to headquarters...

A small beep in his ear, and he got up in a smooth motion. In an instant, he blended in with the waves of people.

Dark golden orbs followed every single movement in the crowd, hoping to pick up something for his report. "Someone in this crowd should..."

He sensed a heat wave coming from below the street quickly, eyes shooting open. Instinct told him to run, but he felt an odd stirring inside his Ghos, and kept walking. Like something's awakening inside me, he told himself calmly.

A little voice in the back of his head told him to keep walking, but he felt his feet suddenly plant directly over the heat source he found earlier, and stayed there.

Crap, what the hell am I doing! He screamed internally, eyes flickering a greenish light from the socket. Inside, his system froze, the Ghost swirling inside the heart with a panicky twitch. All emotion left from the face, his lips curling down and body slumping.

Android 11 knew what was happening, watching on in a horrid state as data flickered in front of him, numbers of ones and zero's whirring by at a fast pace.

He was being hacked.

Can't let this... ha--, his thoughts were cut short by the bomb planted below the highway, fire exploding up into the android at an abominal pace. Howling screams of pain pierced the soul of the android, only driving him into a further state of insanity. His memory was slipping, his metal body scorched by the fire and the explosion. His Ghost felt numb, idly watching from deep inside the metal shell as it was flung thirty feet into the air, hair almost melted and fingers clinging to the nerve endings. It landed in a composted heap, joints out of place and body blackened.

Overall, it was dead.

System down... auto shut down commencing... retrieving data from database... Error, none found...

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Wind slipped through the silver mane of a man, golden eyes clouded over in confusion as they observed the clearing in the forest. The tall grass rippled like the waves slipping up onto the shore, flowers prickling his sagging red pants. ...where am I? I was hacked, then... , he turned his head to the right, taking in the rich scenery.

Does this happen during every hacking... He caught sight of a large meadow, cascading into a fading sunset as far as the eye could see. His frowned in confusion, eyes suddenly darting down to the wierd attire he wore. A red cloak of some sort? Now he was confused.

He raised a clawed hand to his face, observing the creases that ran down the calloused surface. The reddish light made it look like it was on fire. Fire... Like during the hacking, he told himself glumly. He vaughly thought where he was, and how he got here.

His lowered his left hand, and made contact with a sword. Before he was about to ask himself anymore questions, he heard a soft voice come from his right.

"InuYasha!"

His head raised for unknown reasons. His name wasn't Inu-whatever, it was Android 11. But he felt his heart calm to the sound of her voice and the grace of her presence. The girl stood about fourty feet from him, behind her were two or three other people, all smiling at him in good regards.

He blinked, watching as the girl began making her way over, a small smile playing over her adorned features. She was pretty, he had to admit that, but who were they...?

"InuYasha..."

Her voice was slipping, he felt a hot pricking feeling from inside his stomach.

His vision blurred.

"InuYasha, we're here..."

LET ME GO! He screamed, he felt his hearing slip, she was closing in on him, her smile still there.The other man and women were now approaching him too.

"Come back, InuYasha..."

"I WANT TO GO BACK!"

Everything went black, mind shutting down, pain still clinging in his Ghost. He didn't know why his heart stung him with every beat, he didn't know why he wanted to stay there, with them... with her. He didn't know why he cried, and sobbed for the unknown people who were there.

They were waiting for me...

All was suddenly dark.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOO

So, how was that? Better than the last one, though that was just really the Prologue.

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-Ryoga