Chapter 2- Tears To Shed
This is my second chappie.
As always, it isn't mine its Scott Westerfeld's
Hope you like it and I hope you hugged a tree.
Although I appreciate that some people may either not like trees or are just incapable of hugging them.
And as always, I LIKE reviews
And thankies to anonymousK3 for being my first, and hopefully not last, reviewer.
Anyways bon lire!
I have been looking in the mirror for so long.
That I have come to believe my soul's on the other side.
All the little pieces falling shatter.
Shards of me,
Too sharp to put back together.
Too small to matter
Evanescence- Breathe no more
The Earth was silent around her. The sheer lack of noise was deafening. She wasn't used to no sound.
She lay down. Not that she really needed sleep; she just wanted the night to end. After all this time, all the thrilling trips out into the wild, the sheer love of the night, she was unnerved. She was a wolf cub, lost, without her mother. Not that she'd ever experienced proper maternal love.
How odd.
She had wanted a child, after all. Now it was too late and she feared she would be scornful and proud as a mother, shunting her child aside, just as her mother did to her.
Odd.
She hadn't thought about that in years. Putting that dream aside for another. To be the heroine, the cure of the human race, to create something that would allow humans to live in harmony with planet and each other. And had had created it, but had forgotten the meaning of humanity. She could combat nature. Humans were made to be selfish, greedy creatures. They would always turn to this stereo-type, no matter how special he agents were. Her thoughts quickly strolled back to her mother. The woman who had never been there. The mother who made out her father had died, not gone.
It was pure selfishness on her part. She did it out of vicious spite…
Ping.
She had drifted off to sleep. And had been re-woken by her internal software.
Ping.
How pointless were they? Pings.
Dr. Cable sat up rather drowsily. It was like when Tally bleeding Youngblood and her ugly loverboy had knocked her unconscious. Damn girl. She had ruined her dream.
She took out her water purifier and headed down to the nearby stream, filled it and then picked out a random dehydrated food packet; wrinkling her nose (A/N LOL Dr. Cable wrinkling her nose- sorry just had a mental image I thought I'd share)
She let it cook, gazing around once more, noticing a shining dot on the edge of the horizon and dismissing it.
After a few minutes the special's ultra sensitive picked up two instantaneous sounds; the soft ping of the purifier and a gentle, distance purr of motors.
She sprang to her feet, not surprisingly, she had been on the alert ever since leaving, and they would try to find her after all, she was dangerous, illegal.
She snorted. Illegal. At least the girl was right about one thing. A person, living breathing human could not class as illegal. It was preposterous. They were turning slowly into Rusties. Soon they would be locking people up for the mere colour of their skin. And creating their little tribes, just like they had done before.
Wait. Hadn't she done just that with her agents, make a little clique of superamped people, to take control and lord it over the smiling sea of gormless Pretties? She had even done it the people meantto be in charge. Still, it had worked, for a while at least. It had only taken one young rebel.
She shook her head and gathered up her knapsack, shoving the stuff into it. She began to walk briskly and then remembered about food. She stopped.
After a moment she sighed and picked up the now cooked food packet and purifier. She'd have to have it on the go.
She walked.
Come to think of it, isn't that what humans were meant to do? Rebel? It was how they evolved. Adam and Eve had rebelled and they were thrown out of paradise. The Rusties had rebelled against the Earth and her caution signs and it had concluded in the collapse of their world- resulting in the evolution of hers. Isn't that what Tally had done, rebelled against that one period of evolution?
She stopped. Again. She had come to a cliff. It was very small yet it seemed rather steep. Staring at it her mind wondered back to the question she had just asked herself. She swore. Stupid Aranè. That's what the pre-civilised humans thought, and look where they ended up.
She froze. The soft humming was coming closer. She leapt up and ran. That was part of her function after all, to be sinisterly fast. Still, she wasn't entirely sure she could out run a hovercar. She certainly couldn't with her own hovecraft. It just depended on whether the city was 'borrowing' Special Circumstance's stores.
Oh bugger.
It must have spotted something, because it was coming closer. She could now literally feel it. She had been on one for long enough, after all.
Run.
She spun around.
"Hey!" She exclaimed, intentionally to herself. "You've nicked my hovercraft!"
The hovercraft turned. She swore, stamped and stubbed her toe, and swore some more.
Damn. Flee. Now!
She ran. Even though she hadn't eaten anything in two days, she was full of righteous adrenaline. She refused to be captured a bunch of useless average bubbleheads.
She ran.
The hovercraft openly roared after her.
She ran and dived left, missing a looming cliff edge. She heard the screech and metal, the clang of metal on rock and spun round.
She stood. She blinked, the ghost of a tear falling across her wild features.
"Mother?"
So yeah, such a cliffhanger.
You will hear what happens regarding Cable's mom when I can think of it
(ha-ha Cable's mom, has got it goin' on! sings)
Sorry. Hope u like!
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