2039

Winter was a grueling time of year, and especially this year, for whatever reason moth nature surely hated us. The day we left the sky was dark and it looked like a storm was getting ready to hit us, and hard. Connor and I have made it 10 miles from the factory and it was already midday, or at least it felt like it. I tried looking through the clouds trying to find the brightest point where to where the sun would most likely be and it so happened to be smack in the middle of the sky. I looked back down to earth and peered over at Connor, "say, you wouldn't happen to have a clock in your programming would you?" it was worth a shot.

"I actually do have a clock programmed into my software it is currently 12:47 pm" Connor stated still walking least I wasn't too far off from my estimate, although it was midday I wasn't feeling hungry so I decided to travel with Connor a little while longer before making a pit stop for lunch. I sometimes wished that I was an android, it must be fun not getting tired and knowing almost everything the world has to honor. I wonder how much Connor knows, "how much knowledge do you possess Connor?" I looked up at him. he looked back down to meet my eyes and he said: "a lot, I was programmed to know everything about deviancy, history, and politics, but I was left to not understand the concepts surrounding human emotion" he looked forward and kept on walking. damn him and his long legs, I sped up to try and keep pace with him, being short was not one of my favorite aspects of myself.

"I see, so you know what had happened during World war 3?" I asked I didn't want the trip to be quiet the whole time so why not question Connor and see how much he knows.

"yes I do know what had happened, the United States Government deployed an attack against another country and the war had lasted several years and cost many lives, for both sides. Although the war never touched home, America made sure it never did. Our brother Canada tried to step in but was pulled out before too many lives were lost. In total the casualties were 17,937,762 people, Missing in action was 493 American only, and injured was 20,830,281 people."

"wow, that is a lot of people." the sky was now getting darker but no snow was falling yet, we still had a few more hours before anything serious happens.

"so where exactly are we headed Connor?" we didn't discuss which cities we would visit, but most of the Cyberlife facilities were located in major cities in different states. it is just a matter of where we want to start our trip.

"we are headed to Indiana first, I have made a map and drew a line as to where we are going. we will be heading alongside the Canadian border and if the leaders agree to our plan then they will head down south and notify the rest of the country." Connor had handed me a map :

" this is great! although this will take us forever to get across. hopefully, no one does anything big before we get to them" I handed Connor back the map and he folded it up and put it back into his jacket. the wind had picked up and it was getting chillier, I'm glad I grabbed the coat when I did, looks like this winter will be long. Connor and I had walked for another two hours, we were walking on the major highways so there wasn't anything special to see, sometimes we would see a deer or a raccoon but other than that it was just the cold wind and our breathing that kept us company. I decided to not bother Connor too much with my constant questions, but soon I found myself getting bored. I started to hum a little tune that my mother used to sing to me all the time, it was Imagine by John Lennon, my mother used to say that it was her mother's favorite song to listen to. I agreed because the song had talked about peace and equality, it was truly a masterpiece. I kept humming the song as we made out way down the road, "are you humming Imagine by John Lennon?" Connor looked amused and so was I, I guess he did know a lot of things.

"yeah I am, my mother used to sing it to me as a bedtime song to help me fall asleep." I kept humming the song.

"Well it is a good choice, I like it." Connor than started to hum along with me. Hearing him hum was beautiful, although anyone could hum, I found his the most melodic. I looked over and glanced at his face, his LED was flickering red possibly indicating that humming was a new experience for him.

"Is this the first timed you hummed?" I kept my eyes on his face, I wonder what it would feel like under my finger tips.

"Yeah, but it is a nice experience. I wish to do it more" he looked back at me with those brown eyes, they were shining even though there was no sun. The feeling that he gave me every time he looked at me was something new. I never had feelings like this before, it was a warm feeling in the pit of my stomach. It made my mind numb, it was nice.

"Do you know any other songs to hum?" I kicked a stick out of my path and it went flying to the right.

" I know several, but I do not have a favourite. Do you have a favourite?" Connor questioned back. The sky had gotten darker and the snow had begun to fall gradually getting heavier and heavier.

"I will tell you once we find a building to stay in, theres a small town 3 miles down from here, lets go" we both picked up our pace, me more so than Connor. Within the next hour and a half we made it to the town. I wasn't sure what town it was though, I never traveled farther than Detroit. We were walking down the street looking for an open building but the only one that was left open was a little music shop.

Unlike Detroit this little town wasn't demolished but it was abandoned. There were few cars in the streets and the cara that were here were in the car shop being fixed, or they were before everyone left. We headed into the shop and got a small place ready for the night. Connor had built a fire while I got my bed ready.

Once everything was set up I began to wonder the building. There were little studios that were accompanied by intruments, some rooms had drums while others have little intruments such as flutes, Violins and recorders. I found a stair case and followed it up to the top. The building was only two levels high, the second floor have a much wider walk in space and on the walls were little rooms. I looked into the rooms and saw the same things, that is until I came across a bigger room that had the most beautiful peice of wood ever.

"No way!" I exclaimed happily. I opened the door and walked in, the room had a magnificent grande piano. The piano was a sleek black with white keys, it looked like it was untouched by anyone. I sat down on the bench and grazed my hands over the keys. As a kid I played on an electric keyboard but never on a grande piano. Imagine the down that came out of it, I was to excited. I decided on playing an old time classic, Clair de Lune by Debussy. It was one of the many songs the old man had taught me when I was a child. I pressed my fingers down on the first note and I immediately melted into the seat. The sound was amazing, it was like honey melting into your soul, so sweet and warm.

My hands had begun to flow to each note after. Even though it has been ages since I last touched a piano my memory still new how to play. It was a refreshing moment, it grounded my soul and it hummed along with the music. While playing I had closed my eyes letting myself go, I knew my mind would allow me to find the next notes.

This song reminded me of the time on my 16th birthday. It wasn't a particularly good memory but I had come to terms with what had happened. It was a memory that made me relize that I was more than what I thought I was. Being a teenager was tough and so it didn't help my mental state. I didn't tell anyone at the time because I thought I could get over it but it didn't work out. The following week I broke down and did some regrettable choices. I had the scars to prove them, now that I was older looking back on what I was sad about didn't come to mind. It was like I had forgotten that memory, and now I just had the after thought. Through that tough period my parents were there to help me through it, which is why now the song gave me those comforting feelings. Much like the ones that Connor gives me, but they were slightly different. They held an underlying tone to them, one that I couldn't quite understand. I was coming close to the end of the song so I opened up my eyes and played the last few keys. That when I realized there was clapping coming from behind me, it was Connor.

I turned to look at him and I saw that his LED was red.

"That was wonderful playing Andrea, I would love to hear you play more" Connor had walked over to me and put his hands on my shoulders. I was speechless, I couldn't say anything back so I just laughed as my face grew hotter.

"That was clair de lune, it's such a fitting song for you" Connor said, he was so close right now I could practically lean forward and kiss him.

No, I can't that would be weird.

"Well its getting late, I should be going to bed now" I whispered while getting up from my spot. My heart was beating a thousand miles an hour, and my face probably looked like a tomato right now.

"Alright, have a good night." Connor let go of my shoulders and let me pass him. Now that his hands are gone I realized that I missed the touch. It was hard to explain but from outside of my little family I never really had someone else who would hug me or just hold my shoulders, or what not. I hated these nights because all I wanted to do was have someone hold me, but I never let that happen, Connor would think that I was weird. I got into bed near the fire and soon drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

Hey guys! I have a question, would you guys like a a chapter that is from the perspective of Connor?

Peace out!