I walked out, the place that was made to contain criminals and yet still I walked out without anyone even trying to stop me.
It was dark...
She was telling the truth.
I couldn't believe it.
You know, I didn't like to go out side because of what Ginger did to me. I started hating everything outside my own circle but before all that, I actually wanted to be an engineer at gia corp or one of its sub companies.
I never imagined.... That people, that Gia corp. could do something like this.
Do they just kill a few people whenever they think it's necessary?!
The sound of the city seemed louder than usual, cars, the monorail train, people talking, laughing, enjoying themselves totally unaware of the truth. Unaware of how the flame of their lives were simply being maintained on someone's whims.
Slowly it started, the small pitter patter of of the rain, the smell of ozone reached up to greet me.
What do I do? What am I supposed to do?
Turn a blind eye?
Or
Fight for what I think is right? Even then what can I do? I'm a script kiddie for heavens sake! Barely a programmer.
And even then I haven't done anything of the sort for almost a year.
I fell to my knees. "Why does it have to be me?"
Couldn't she have told someone else?
Why bring me into this mess?
I only wanted a normal life. That's all I wanted.
1 year earlier...
"Jake!"
I lounged out of bed ready to attack. My heart beating an in humanly fast pace.
"Oh it's you." I stated when I realized it was only my mother waking me up.
"Don't -oh it's you- me! You're late for school! Now get up! Or don't you want to become a fancy engineer?"
She was angry, and at the time I thought she was just angry about something that I'd been too tired to notice.
It took me a couple of minutes to realize what it was that she'd meant, that today was the day I'd get the chance to show off my holo-design. Sure it was hard, with all the pro-designers out there but I was more than confident I could at least score a interview in some popular magazine.
Our school had this event once a year and I wasn't gonna let my chance slip by.
By 11 I was already at school and had my displays online. Being, technologically advanced, our school had more than enough resources to support the event.
The only thing left after that was for the students to step up their game.
"This seems a tad overdone for a simple holo design don't you think?" said a man in an expensive suit who'd approached my display area.
"That's the thing," I replied enthusiastically "that prototype has 12 6 core processors supporting it to enable multi-dimensional processing which in-turn gives it the capability to-" I reached down and pressed the 'on' switch on the terminal device.
The glowing orb display morphed instantly in to humanoid figure. "Goodmorning! I am Jefferson, how may I help you?" It stated in a cheery voice.
"It's a fully functional artificial intelligence progra..." My voice trailed off when I saw his name tag "um... You're-" My voice caught at my thoat.
"- Dr. Aiensberg." What was the CEO for gia corp doing at my school?!
He chuckled a little "commendable," he stated with what seemed to be amusement while taking a closer look at the design "is there a problem?" The AI asked.
"You know I like to keep an eye out for new talents." He said.
Before moving on to the next person's display.
He was my hero.
Present...
The rain had started pouring, and my clothes were wet through and through. Slowly I got up and started walking home.
I wasn't going to stay there I mean of I did that, I'd put my whole family in danger.
I just needed to get whatever cash I had so I can go somewhere, far away.
I'd decided against meeting up with Ginger. I mean even though she claimed to be in the right I saw her kill someone in cold blood.
Someone who'd take another's life like that is....
Is...
Evil.
That's what I wanted to think, but my memories of the past seemed somewhat like a warm light that I could follow. That I could move towards.
Ever since Ginger touched my forehead, I see my memories with so much clarity, I remember so much.
Things I thought I'd forgotten. Things I had forgotten.
Like the time when Ginger and I ran away. We were little and often played together.
We got lost of course but we were together. As a matter of fact, the whole time we were there, we were constantly learning things about each other.
Things we hated: we quarreled a lot and blamed each other for our situation.
Things we loved: no matter how bad our arguments got we still ended up in each other's arms afterwards.
She hates small insects, loves my bad jokes, hates it when I lie to her, loves puppies and kittens but doesn't like to show it.
Hates to be alone....
She hates being alone....
I cursed myself for being so ridiculously soft hearted.
Even after all she did, I still couldn't help but want to forgive her. I wanted to deny the reason, but I simply couldn't.
I wanted to forget her and for a while, I did....
But...
I still love her...
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