Chapter 2: Brye and Omicron
1st person
~Brye~
"Welcome to the New Republic. You must be very tired."
No shit.
"I'm Omicron. And I am sure bored. Do you have any AI fragments or anything?"
Kimball: "I happen to have a fairly new AI. Would you like to meet him?"
Omicron: "Would I?!"
Kimball: "Come on out Santa."
Santa: "Greetings. I sense that you are Omicron."
Omicron: "You are an alien AI! This could be very helpful information. Do you mind if I ask you some questions and search around a little?"
Santa: "This might help you with information."
Suddenly I was looking into a room. A deep voice rang out then, nothing. I was looking at a young girl, around my age. I tried to call out, ask her if she needed help. No matter how hard I tried to project my voice she didn't seem to hear me. She started a log.
Unknown: Start recording. Log 1 , no date or time.
My name is Olive and I seem to be transported into an alternate dimension.
I walked over toward her. She wasn't wearing any armour and I wondered if she was real. Then that's when figures started to appear. She stopped abruptly.
"Hey! You over there! Olive!" I waved my hands franticly. No use.
Bry….. Come on out….
No no no.
Let's have a little fun…
Olive: There is a strange, yet familiar name being called. It seems to be the name Bry. I don't know what this means but there must be something with power here.
I have some unfinished business with you…
Olive turned in my direction. Her face. Green eyes, midnight black hair, earthy brown lips. I know that face… Her hair was in a short messy bob, securing her head in a night blanket. Omicron. She is seeing my worst fear. I have to get her out.
"Omicron!"
Olive: Huh, I heard something close to my name but I'm not sure what I heard. There seems to be a young woman, around the age of twenty five, standing, no, backing away from a man. What is this. Who are these people? Male figure seems to be suited in orange and grey armour and the female is in black and dark purple armour. There are no weapons on this man but the woman is screaming. Blood curdling screams. I have never heard something like this, never. The male has cornered this woman. Is this what a relationship is like… Oh no-
I ended up getting on my knees and crying. I can feel his breath on my back. It's warm and chilling at the same time.
Let me out.
This isn't real.
Olive: I want to leave this place. I have had enough.
Santa: Did that help you with investigation Olive?
Omicron: H- how did you know that..
Santa: I know all secrets and memories of people.
Omicron: I saw something.
Santa: I know. I was there. I am always there. Keep it secret. Never let anyone hear it.
A new log appeared on my viewing screen. Get rid of it. Don't open it. Let it go. Don't notice. Don't notice. Please.
Omicron: What's this?
Me: I do not know. Hah…
Omicron: I will play this later.
THANK FUCKING GOD…