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"Seer Rhee is dead. We need you to xtract her immediately. "

The words still ring in my head as I enter Papa Song's in the middle of the nite. Getting in was easy; apparently nobody xpects Purebloods going here during curfew, and the Fabricants can't use the elevator themselves.

I find the seer's body in his office. Sprawled on the floor, empty Soapsacks all around him. His face is deteriorated almost beyond recognition and dried Soap is all over his face. Unpleasant site. If the man had any idea what he was eating… I sigh and begin documenting the scene on my handsony. It won't take long, I tell myself. Then I'll wake her.

I am almost finished when I sense I am being watched. I turn around, slowly, and see a Fabricant. But not just any; it's her.

I know she is in the process of ascension, and so can wake up on her own. What I don't know, and definitely don't xpect, is what I feel when I look at her. How long have I known her? A second? It seems like a lifetime.

The moment our eyes meet, she darts away.

"Wait!" I cry after her. "Wait."

Surprisingly, she stops in her tracks. Her body trembles with fear as she looks at me. The poor woman is so scared; I hate myself for raising my voice.

Calmly, soothingly, I tell her: "There's…no reason to hide. I know you are…Sonmi~451." She is shocked to hear her name, so I quickly introduce myself: "My name is Hae-Joo Chang."

I half xpect her to ask how I know her. Instead, her question is: "What has happened to Seer Rhee?"

I look behind me at the dead man. "Soap overdose." Her eyes are fixed on the body as I continue. "It is unfortunate that it had to happen with everything gone so well. Because now it is probable that the Enforcers and DNA sniffers will find out about you. And if they do, if they realize your connection to Yoona~939, you will be xcised." She is looking at me now, her eyes full of fear and confusion. "But you have a choice. You can remain here and risk being discovered…" I pause, letting the words seep in, "or you can come with me." I try to put on a reassuring smile.

Even tho I am ordered to bring her back, I just have to give her a choice. I don't want to order her around like other Purebloods do. And at least this choice is easy. Or so I hope.

She glances at the seer again, then looks around until her eyes stop on me. After a small hesitation, she nods.

I smile, relieved. "Is there anything you would like to take with you?" I know Fabricants aren't allowed to have possessions, but she is ascending, and was also friends with Yoona~939. So I'm not surprised to see her nod, retreat back to her room and return with a kino. I hand her some clothes. She stares at them. "It's cold outside; these will keep you warm," I tell her and finally she takes them and puts them on.

There is no time to loose. We come to the gate, the only security this place seems to really have, which I left half-lowered when I arrived. I go thru but she is still hesitant; Papa Song's is the only life she knows, and leaving it behind isn't easy. But she trusts me enough to overcome her fears and climbs under the gate to me. I close it completely and lead her to the elevator.

When it opens, I step in and wait for her to follow me. She's never been in an elevator either. I offer her my hand to help her in. Still clutching to the kino, she slips one hand into mine and I pull her inside. The elevator door closes and up we go.

I am too aware of her close proximity. What is happening to me? I think. Why do I feel like I've know her all my life? Well, whatever the reason, I know that from now on I am saving Sonmi~451 not only for Union's sake, but for my own as well.

The elevator ride is a whole new xperience for her. As we speed up from the underground, lites flash all around, blinding her, and she nervously twirls the kino in her hands. And then she gets a view of the city. She's speechless, her eyes wide. She can finally see what world she was created to. Not many Fabricants have the luck to see it.

"Welcome to Neo Seoul."

First things first. As we get out of the elevator, I lead her down the Chongmyo Plaza to one specific and quite xtraordinary Ovid. When she asks where I am taking her, I tell her that her collar has to be removed before anyone can find out she's missing. She nods and follows me in silence from then on.

Thankfully, the Ovid lives nearby and nobody is looking for Sonmi yet. But as it is still curfew, we can't be seen wandering outside, so we go as fast as she is able to.

We reach the Ovid without any trouble, thankfully. He knows xactly what to do, and tells Sonmi to lie on the table while he prepares his tools. Nervously, she does as she is told. With the rite tools at hand, the Ovid turns to her. "Be very still," he warns her. Fear gets a grip on her again, but she does her best not to move a muscle. He attaches small devices on her collar. "Termination charge," he continues and pushes a button on one of the devices, "here." It beeps in reply. "Just enough to blow carotid." With that he finally begins cutting thru the collar, which can easily detonate in a matter of seconds with just one wrong move. Sonmi realizes this too and closes her eyes, xpecting the worst.

I look at the Ovid, hoping he really knows what he is doing. She is our last hope, surely he realizes that! If the collar blows before it is removed…I don't want to think of the consequences…

Sonmi is shaking, fritened more than ever. If you hurt her, I swear I will end you. I don't get the chance to plan the ways to kill the Ovid, tho, because with a sudden click, the collar is cut. I realize I've been holding my breath the whole time, so I xhale, relieved. The Ovid removes the collar from her neck.

Sonmi slowly sits up, her finger tracing the now free neck. Her xpression is dumbstruck. I can only imagine what goes thru her head rite now.

"How does it feel?" I ask.

She looks at me. "Good."

We arrive at the safehouse before dawn. Another elevator ride, then the door opens and we get a view of the apartment. It isn't much; basically only fours stone walls with a table, chairs and bed. "Come," I say as I lead her inside. With the handsony I turn on the apartment's registry.

"Welcome, to habitat's main registry," it welcomes us. "Security: maximum." I wonder if that will help. I design the apartment's floors, walls and windows as the registry keeps talking. With the apartment now designed and habitable, I turn the front wall into a window. Outside shine lites of an old city that is half underwater. Behind a dam, another city, new and modern, can be seen.

Sonmi walks to the window, stunned.

"That's Old Seoul," I inform her. "If the tides keep rising at their present rate, Neo Seoul will also be underwater in a hundred years." I don't really know why I am telling her this. Neither of us will live long enough to see that happen. And it isn't even a good conversation starter. Pathetic, Hae-Joo. Pathetic.

"Your food is in here," I motion at a wall near the door where a small fridge is hidden. "It's not what you're used to, but I think you will like it." No way she is eating Soap. She's had enough of that vile stuff. It's time she tastes proper food.

"This is your bed," I say pointing at a mattress with a neatly folded blanket. "These are your clothes." I open a door in the wall, revealing a wardrobe full of clothes. She approaches it carefully, gently touching one of the dresses.

She is confused. "Mine? But these are…Pureblood clothes," she objects.

I chuckle and shake my head. "No, they are yours," I assure her with a smile.

She only stares at me, surprised.

Afterwards, I show her the bathroom hidden behind another wall. She takes some of her new clothes and xcuses herself to go wash up and change. In the meantime, I take the kino, her prized possession, and turn it on. A vidi of an old man shows up. "This is a violation of a ruddy Incarceration Act!" he yells. "I will not be subjected to criminal abuse!" Then it freezes and repeats itself. I turn it off. I know this disney; I've seen it a long time ago. Maybe she'd like to see the whole thing.

I just finish digiting it when she returns from the bathroom. The new clothes suit her well. More than well. "Do you like them?"

She nods.

"You look lovely." Understatement of the century. Stop staring at her, Chang. "Here," I say as I take two seats and place them in front of a wall. "Come here." As she comes closer, I pick up her kino. "Now, this used to play vidis, but the chip is corrupted. Stuck in a loop, so I digit it and found the rest of it."

"The rest of it?"

With a sway of my hand, the wall turns into a giant screen. An old disney called "The GHASTLY Ordeal of Timothy Cavendish" starts playing. Sonmi's eyes are fixed on the screen, her interest piqued.

"I will not be subjected to criminal abuse!" the old man in the movie says again and hurries for the door. A flash of brite lite and suddenly the man is sitting at his desk in front of a window. "Outside, fat snowflakes are forming on slate roofs. Like Solzhenitsyn, laboring in Vermont, I shall beaver away in xile." The man is typing on a very old sony. "Unlike Solzhenitsyn," he continues, "I shan't be alone."

It is at this moment when I stop watching the happenings on the screen and glance at Sonmi sitting beside me. Tears are welling up in her eyes, so happy she is to see the whole disney. I allow myself a small smile as I look back to the screen. But I'm not really paying attention to the disney. Not anymore. My thoughts are back on Sonmi, and how different she is from all the Fabricants I've ever seen. It isn't just the immediate affection I felt to her, no. There is something else about her…something that makes her special. Even tho she is a Fabricant, a clone, and there are hundreds of Sonmis in Neo Seoul, she is different. Unique. Is it the result of her ascension? Yoona~939 was ascending too and she couldn't be more different than her, I remind myself. True. Then what is it?

The next day, her education is about to begin. When she wakes up, I am already downloading study materials for her. Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn seems like a good choice. For starters. His works are banned by Unanimity, of course, but they will help her enormously.

As she comes to me, she notices what I'm doing. "But…Seer Chang," she begins, but I stop her.

"Please, you must call me Hae-Joo." I will not let you treat me like an authority. You need to understand we're equals.

"Hae-Joo," she says sheepishly. Not meeting my eyes, she searches for the rite words. "Fabricants can be xcised for this."

I nod. I am well aware of the danger I'm putting her in, but it is necessary. "Well, survival often demands our courage." I can't think of a better thing to say and now I have a hard time meeting her gaze. She's already showed more courage than I had the rite to ask of her.

When finally our eyes meet, her xpression changes from fearful to determined. She walks over to the sony.

In the following days, I would find her at the sony, learning whatever she can about Fabricants, the world, history, everything. She learns about the Union as well, about the General. But I don't tell her I am Union too. Maybe she suspects. At any rate, it doesn't change anything.

But with her knowledge rising, so do her questions. One in particular is hard to answer.

"Why me?"

I don't know why we chose her, or even Yoona~939. Coincidence maybe? It doesn't really matter. "Our goal was to create a free-willed Fabricant. Yoona was our first attempt. But, as you well know, she failed. You were our back-up, and now our only hope."

One day I notice she cut off the two colorful strands of hair. Sign of her rebellion against Unanimity. A good sign.

A ship. Sailing across the ocean. Prophetess. Beloved wife. Beautiful sunset. A woman in my arms. I look at her. A name tries to reach my memory. General Apis. Pressure on my chest. Slaves. Fabricants. Poison. The pressure won't stop. Diary. Something isn't rite. Neo Seoul. San Francisco. The images blur together and vanish, but the pressure stays. This isn't a dream! Wake up!

I jerk awake, panicking. The pressure is gone too. It takes me a moment to realize where I am. Sonmi is rite beside me, startled, eyes locked with mine. We're safe. It's just her. We stare at each other, she not moving at all, me still panting. She is so beautiful. Our faces are inches away, and I long to break the distance, to pull her close… Concentrate! You know you can't do that! Just keep your distance. It's for her own good.

But I still move closer. Suddenly, my alarm starts bleeping madly. That's not good. A quick glance at the door behind me. Still locked, untouched. How long will they last? I quickly get up. She is still watching me, confused. "They found us," I xplain.

Taking her hands, I lead her to the bathroom, stopping only to take a gun from the closet, while the main door is being assailed. The bathroom window opens; I take the bridge contraption and put it on the windowsill, where it attaches itself. Then I shoot a cord into the opposite building, where it hooks into a wall and quickly becomes a bridge. Within seconds I'm on the bridge, offering a hand to Sonmi. She looks doubtful.

"I'll be with you the whole way. Now focus on me."

Mustering her courage, she accepts my hand and allows me to pull her on the bridge. The fact that we're so hi above ground that any wrong step means certain death isn't helping her courage, tho. She closes her eyes, and when she opens them again, they are fixed on me. Good. But she's still shaking.

"Stay with me," I try to calm her down. "Rite here." Just keep looking into my eyes. "I won't let you go."

I slowly back up on the metal bridge, holding her hands, leading her to safety. Wind howls in our ears. We can't stop. The door won't last much longer.

And then she looks down.

She screams and throws herself into my arms. I hold her close, never wanting to let go.

Suddenly, I hear a blast from inside. The door! The Enforcers are pouring into the apartment. I start shooting at them before they realize what's happening. One is down before others even start returning the fire. I realize I'm the main target and with Sonmi still around my neck, she will be hit very soon. So I grab one of her arms with my free hand and swing her away from me, while shooting more Enforcers. Their bullets fly all around us, none hitting the target. They are awful shots. How did they ever get their job?

Then I realize Sonmi is flailing around, trying to evade the bullets, standing on just one foot and her arm in my grasp. I pull her behind me and protect her with my own body. Three Enforcers down. Not many left.

I spin Sonmi around again to get a better shot and kill the last two Enforcers. But our trouble isn't over yet. From below, a small aero arrives, shooting at us. Grabbing Sonmi's legs, I carry her on the bridge to the other side, but the aero starts shooting in front of me so I have to turn around. With nowhere to go and no way to shoot with Sonmi in my arms, I put her down on the bridge. She's so scared, doesn't want me to let go, and my heart breaks when I have to leave her there. But there is no other way. She crawls after me as I back away, shooting at the aero on the way. But the aero returns fire and the bridge gets hit. Suddenly, I lose my balance and fall down. Despite the wind howling in my ears and the noise of the city below, I still manage to hear Sonmi's scream.

Significant dreams, I can't write you.

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