Kyoto bites his lip in deep thought as equations fly across his face. His eyes darting back and forth as he tried to decipher each line of text. His holo-deck illuminating his face in the dark room. He swipes his hand in front of him and numbers become complex equations. The LED implanted in his left eye flickers shades of blue and green as his brain translates thought into text. Outside the window cars fly past on the skyway, their headlights occasionally shining through the window. He's so close to deciphering another premonition bringing him one step closer to the end.
Just then the front door slides open. The grinding of metal and buzzing from the lobby breaks his concentration. A bright red light engulfs the room and Kitt walks through the door frowning. Her clothes are ripped, she's covered and bruises and her nose is bleeding.
"Jesus Ky! You could have at least told me how many guns theyd have," she peels her jacket off and throws it to the ground before falling face first into the bed.
"The algorithm can't account for your erratic fighting style," his voice is monotone as he shuts off his Holo. His eye flickers white and the overhead light turns on. "If you would just stick to the routine you wouldn't be getting hurt like this,"
She turns around and smiles at him, "well you're routine doesn't understand the pure art of hand to hand combat," she put her hands up in air quotes to emphasize the word routine.
"You were the only one there who refused to use a gun. Hardly hand to hand," as he speaks he reaches into the medicine cabinet that has been permanently placed next to the bed. He pulls out a syringe and looks at her. "You know the drill hold still" she frowns but lays still as he draws liquid into it and stick her arm. She winces in pain but slowly her bleeding stops and the bruises all over her body disappears.
It is A fast acting hemostatic medicine that cures most physical injuries. Very expensive and only available to the rich and well insured. Stolen of course. The downside is that it sends a shocking pain throughout your whole body and leaves you paralyzed for up to 30 minutes. It's Kyotos favorite part of the night as it gets Kitt to be quiet for a few minutes.
"You need your rest. Our next premonition is in 14 hours," his eye flickers white again and the room goes dark.
2 years ago Kyoto learned how to predict the future. It started as an accident. He created a program Trying to predict where his professor would be at any given time. But soon he found that with enough data he could predict not only where he would be but what he would be doing. If he read the binary in the right way he could find out what lessons he would be teaching in a certain day, what lunch he would bring. But one day the program just stopped. He tried for days to fix the problem. He kept feeding more data into the system day and night. Not just from the teacher but from everyone around him.
After 7 days of work one line of code flickered past his Holo. Kyotos professor would die. An unavoidable car accident. 2 days later his premonition was brought to life.
From then on all he could think about was his program he spent weeks adding data from every person he's ever met. People he saw walking down the street. Politicians spewing lies online. He never got anything meaningful out of his premonitions. Most of them were just basic outlines of people's lives. Nothing he could do anything with. Until the day he saw the premonition that he never wanted to see.
Ember Pacific, a mega corp with it's own private military has plans to bombs on 3 major cities in The New Union. One of which is his own home.
He checked the data over and over again but every time it came back the same. That same week he dropped out and moved to an inconspicuous apartment complex. He had to be sure noone would find him but he knew he had to stop this.
Not long later he found Kitt. A fighter for money, Kitt fights in the blood dome. It's a brutal place where the rich go to bet on people's deaths. All of Kyotos premonitions led him there and showed him that she was the only one he would be able to trust. It didn't take much convincing to get her to fight for him. Any excuse to leave that slaughter house was worth the risk. No matter how crazy it sounded. And free food any a bed was reason enough.
Two years later they both spend all their time fighting to keep a long line of dominos from falling.