Month: December 2021

Great Papo’s Christmas 🎁

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A week away from Christmas the family has a dinner party at the family estate. Great grandson and Great Papo have a discuss in the library.

“Alright youngester what you want for Christmas a new car or tickets to Hawaii on Christmas day?” Great Papo asked me.

I sat my soda down and gave my girlfriend a look as she snickered. “You don’t have to give me anything man. I was wondering if you and Great Lady would like to go with me and my girl somewhere.”

Great Papo frowned but nodded. “Sure. Anywhere your paying I’m going just as long as it’s a good time. Vegas?”

I smiled and nodded. “Yep. You have to keep it a secret though from the family.”

Great Papo stared at me. “Your getting married?”

“Yes.” My girlfriend said with a grin.

Great Papo frowned at me. “You got her knocked up already?”

Ah shit. He was thinking to much. “No. We just wanted to do something special and sense you and Great Lady have been so encouraging to us well we wanted you to be there.”

He shook his head not buying it. He looked at his woman who was sitting quietly at his side reading a magazine and smoking a cigar. “Woman. What this sound like to you?”

“It sound like some bullshit or youngster hurrying things along before Jr. Does something. I think it’s a good idea.” Great Lady said.

Great Papo looked like he was about to explode. He didn’t though to my surprise. He sat quietly. He looked at my girlfriend. “I thought we had an agreement? Why is there a need to rush things? Is that fucking Boomers offers so appealing to you?”

My girlfriend smiled. “No. That fucking Boomer son of yours is sending hockers around my man to seduce him into fucking them. I caught one of the sluts trying to lie about them fucking in front of my face.”

Great Papo stared at her. “How in the fuck do you know it’s the fucking Boomer planning this shit?”

” My future father in-law investigated it for me. He gave us the tickets and is making the Boomer believe you and my man are going off to Vegas for Christmas while I’ll be here alone. The fucking Boomer had been texting me about coming over to his place for Christmas.”

Great Papo stared at her and then looked away to me. “Holy shit youngster. I thought the fucking Boomer would let the shit go after a while but now I got to make plans to nip this is shit in the bud permeantly.”

Holy shit. “Great Papo?!”

Great Papo shook his head. “No.”

I looked at Great Lady who was silent. “Great Lady can’t you-“

She shook her head. “No. Jr hasn’t let this shit go. We don’t do this kind of shit. You two are getting married and your great grand father will take take of Jr.’s little problem. Now what pie do you want me to make for you for Christmas?” Great Lady said ending any discussion on the matter.

Great Papo nodded to himself. His gaze was faraway now. “I’m going to get that lying backstabbing Boomer. He’s fucked with me for the last time.”

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The weirdness of being a introvert in extrovert space

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People (extroverts) don’t understand me. It’s always the assumption that I’m shy or social outcast or some bullshit they heard from a movie or pop psychology ass-hat that talks a lot on television.

It ain’t that complicated. I don’t bullshit as much as extroverts do that can’t stand silences and needs to be either saying dumb shit or to fill the silence in a room full of people by being silly or too fucking serious all of a sudden.

Extroverts figure you out by how much you word vomit out about yourself, business and social media bullshit and dick jokes. They can’t understand interverts.

Now. Extroverts also have a self knowledge that is revealed to them by other people. They are or can be assholes or natural unaware.

They try to avoid it. They try to joke around it but by nature they can be this way because sometimes they get in their feeling when they’re talking or they’ve got somebody else’s name in their mouth they know in that moment they are an asshole.

Where is this coming from?

Some asshole at work has been talking behind my back effecting my bag. Now how do I know this? The fucker told me with his change of behavior and the fact the fucker can’t look me in the eyes anymore and I know this fucker. He’s an emotional talker that hasn’t had the learning experience of getting kicked in the mouth for talking to much about someone else. I got my manager in my face in his emotions talking about my work efforts in words I know have come from a dude I work with. Most importantly though I know the dude talking behind my back doesn’t like me.

What’s my response to this? I don’t give a fuck. It’s weird to even me. I used to a beta bitch in my day. I gave a fuck what people thought about me. Yeah. It’s inconvenient but I don’t give a fuck. Seriously. This is one of those times I realize I’m an old fuck. No. An old fucking intervert. I have already thought of this shit happening and my exit plans. Again. I’m Guardiandogg. I also see the comedy in the shit. Fuck him and the job. I got from it what I needed and now I need to move on. I’ll be cool. I wish I had feelings about discussing it with him but again I can’t seem to raise my give a fuck meter to I might give a shit?!

One day that fucker is due for an ass whipping. Damn shame he hasn’t been given that education. He hasn’t encountered the wrong one. I know it. He’s too easy with telling strangers about his feelings and going into bitch fits on other dudes. You see Texas is a friendly state. Some folks around here live their entire fucking lives and don’t encounter the wrong one. The fucker is in his 30s and still about that emotional female bullshit and has the nerve to wear sunglasses that make him appear like a bad ass (in his mind) that’s been in a fight.

He kinda looks a Dick. No juke. He looks like a bald soft dick. It’s fucking weird my dude. Most dudes wear aviators to look like true bad asses. This fucker wears those tight sunglasses that curve around his soft ass face.

I’m not trying to be mean but the dude looks like a soft ass. Anyway he just doesn’t look like or act like he’s been in a fight. I can tell after watching him in his feelings and bitch fits. It’s fucking weird my dude. I remember being kicked in the face for a wrong word on a dude’s name. Growing up back in the North East whenever I was around real dudes the bitch fit stuff and talking your feelings was laughed at if not out right suspect for a dude being a pussy cat pretender.

Holy shit. That’s the funniest thing. Seeing a grown dude or dudes getting caught up in their feelings. Pretending to be tough but inside are soft ass pussy cat pretenders.

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The rite of passage is done, now what?

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Hmm. Corpos might be the next story. I have an idea to continue a Corpo story I left unfinished on the blog but…I want to put a positive spin on Corps as a twist.

It’s the otherside of the coin. The flip side.

I want to turn the mirror around and to show the likeable and respectable qualities of a corp and similar character tracts between Corpos & Nomads.

Hmm.

Fathers & sons. Legazy. Over The Top 1987 movie. Cowboys & Aliens. I need a title for it….Corpos Legacy & Nomads sword.

Na’aw. I have to work on it.

I’ll drop the Prologue on Christmas day.

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Cyberpunk dreams: Rite of Passage Part 14 (Final)

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Chapter 12

Christopher

I walked into the Corpo building owned by Casey and holdings with Abu Kali and Harley. I had Ruby set up at a spot I would need her and away from the shit storm about to happen. I felt it then. A shift in the feel of everything and everyone.

I looked around then saw him walking into the building past us. Cyberpunk Dreams. He looked. Damn. Well. He looked like me or me more rightly I looked like a lower version of him. His hair was jet black as where the rest of his gear. A black shirt, pants and leather jacket and boots.

He always looked like this. No matter the Era of time. He rarely interfered in our events but for…shit. This was a case of a fucking alien showing up in our realm.

He paused by me and lifted my fist to bump against his. We nodded to each other. He angled his head for us to follow him. We did silently.

Dumbasses and normals all gave him wide breath. He walked to the elevator and we followed him inside. The ride up was a quiet event. I wondered what he wanted us to do. Fuck it. I faced him.

“How you want to play this?” I asked him.

Cyberpunk shrugged. “He’s an invader him being here breaks the law.”

I nodded. “Say no more. Death is the judgement.” I said turning from him to wait for the door to open.

The door opened. Cyberpunk walked out. We paused for a second because the trap door above us opened. I saw a man dressed in all leather and a eye patch on one eye cruching beside a lady that looked like my mother but she was different.

The lady smiled at me and handed me a sword. I smiled at her as understanding hit me. “Lightning Baby arrives for the party with a gift.”

I took the sword as she and the man dropped down. Lightning Baby hugged me and kissed my cheek. “Your rite is over kick some ass. I got to work.” She said stepping outside she began to cut her way through the enemies my family and the stranger stepped into the battle cutting and shooting down mutant shit heads until we were the last standing.

I looked ahead to the main office of the asshole and saw him dead on the floor and my mother standing over him with her sword.

“Shit. How the fuck are we alive?” Harley asked.

Abu Kali nodded frowning and sniffing the air. “What’s that smell?”

I smiled and got out my detapad. “Just a little bit of Ruby’s perfume in the vents. She’s killing it now.”

“poison gas?!” Abu Kali said in a high voice.

I snorted shaking my head. “Not to us. We’re family. ”

My mother came up to us. Putting away her sword and smiling at me. “So you’ve had a journey. What did you learn?”

“I understand why you mated with him. I don’t hate him anymore. I can understand why he is the way he is.” I said thinking on the spot about it. “Everything else the family taught me.”

My mother smiled and nodded “Now. You are a true nomad male. So introduce me to your family as we get the hell out of here. I heard you got a girl now.”

I smiled and lead the way out.

The end of the rite of passage….

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My thoughts on some asshole grave robbing Stan Lee’s nerd Creditablity?

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Yeah. Some asshole or Marvel or whoever else fucking rich asshole is posing as Stan Lee on Twitter and using his name to promote their weak ass political bullshit/weak punk bitch art.

Hmm. Pause on that thought. A weak beta bitch asshole is using the name of a dead man who wasn’t into all the bullshit to promote their bullshit nobody gives a fuck about art/politics.

Now. Is it weird? No. It’s worse then that. It’s putting words into a dead man’s mouth and fucking with the perception and way people that loved that dude felt about him.

Weird is tame. This is some evil bullshit. Yeah. I’m calling it, what it is. I would rather people ignore it or in my case. If I was on that shit site. I would question the fucker.

Why are you spitting on the character of a dead man?

Why are you such an evil beta bitch dumb fuck that you think people aren’t in the know of how small your dick is?

When did you realize that you hated high value talented men? Was it before or after you got bitch slapped for trying to rush up on a dude’s Momma in the nursing home?

When did you realize how shit you are?

How many times did you cry in your bed cursing God that you have no talent and your a punk ass, bitch ass talentless hack that nobody would want to fuck without a down payment on a house or a weekly check deposited in the bank?

I have so many questions.

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Cyberpunk dreams: Rite of Passage Part 14

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Chapter 11

Cyberpunk

I stepped into the course of events with a purpose that would last only for a few moments. The scent of that fucker was all on these series of events. I walked into the building as I am in the form of what I am.

I nodded to my people. Some bowed their heads. Some ran at my presense and the few of my close archetypes of mean gave me a fist bump. I headed to the elevator with two of my archetypes following with me silently. They checked their P19s and one of them my newest favorite looked me in the eyes.

“How you want to play this?” Christopher Rad asked me.

“He is a invader and his breaking the law even being here.” I told him simple.

“Say no more. Death is the judgment.” Christopher said simply and turned to the door.

The elevator doors opened and my archetypes stepped out first into the heat of battle. I walked past the battle as it raged in the hallway between my archetypes and the fuckers mutant abominations.

I walked to the office door and waved it open with my hand. A felt a rush of movement fly past me and I stared as the Lightning Baby speared the fucker in the chest with her sword.

The Fucker was in the form of a businessman named Norman Casey. I blinked and smiled. Lightning Baby walked over toward me leaving behind the events as I did and a female nomad stood over the body of Norman Casey with a lightning sword in her hand.

Jamie Rad. She did promise that he wouldn’t live the year out. Fire and Ice appeared together. Ice grabbed up the fucker by the throat as he screamed and whined like a bitch.

“i was just having a bit of fun is all. Their only mortals. Don’t tell me you care for these acts. We’re gods.” The Fucker complained.

I rolled my eyes. The Fucker was always going on about the gods bullshit. He couldn’t accept limits for shit.

Ice squeezed his throat. “We are not equals. You fucked with my brother and his development.” He said and then threw him into hell dominion portal. He nodded to Lightning us and stepped out of my realm to sit back on his throne above us.

“I win. I win. Man that was fun.” Lightning Baby said in amusement.

Fire opened her mouth to start complaining. I put a finger to her lips. “I made you something for your birthday.”

“Hey. You can’t do that? I won.” Lightning Baby complained.

I ignored her and held out a small box. “Your request gave me ideas though. I can’t fulfill your wish. I can give you inspiration for what you wanted.” I said and gave her the small box.

I released her lips as Fire frowned at it and opened it. She stared inside and then quickly got out the ear rings and put then on. They were in the image of two twin cities. One silver one jet black and grey.

I folded my arms and smiled as the glowed on Fire’s ears. “What will you name em big sis?”

Lightning Baby put an arm on my shoulder. “I’m wondering to know too.” She said.

Fire smiled at us feeding on our attention on her only for the moment. “Cy the silver tongue city and Lightning High rise the sky city of the east. What do you think?”

I smiled and glanced at Lightning Baby to see her fighting back a grin and blush. “I think you are starting to become my favorite sibling.”

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Hot! 🔥 Damn alive. This shit is getting good but it’s almost over. Thoughts on Rite of passage.

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This shit is what I’ve been waiting for and it was worth it. Two fold here.

First the meet up of Christopher and the Rogue. Holy shit. It was explosive and fun as hell to write. Oh spoilers ahead. The Rogue gets his shit kicked in.

Damn. The pace and the events just flowed like a old school R&B slow groove baby making song. I’m telling you this shit was fun to write and read back again.

Second part. The writing. The fucking dialog. Holy shit. Two similar dudes but with different philosophies but a different shade of the same type of man. Hot damn alive.

Hot damn! What a time to be alive!

I waited years to write shit like this. Where the dialog just flows and characters are what they are and say “fuck you” and “deal with it bitch” by just being themselves and not apologizing for standing on what they are.

I wanted Rogue to be a antagonist you could respect and believe him. Think the first Die Hard movie or any character that has a motivation you buy though you might not agree with it’s not banana balls crazy it’s this is what I do to earn money.

The world building is coming along nice though. I hope your enjoying the series for this month. I certainly am.

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Cyberpunk dreams: Rite of Passage Part 13

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Chapter 10

Christopher

I watched the man known as the Rogue walk to the hotel room with the hooker I had hired as bait. He had a smile on his face as entered the room. The smile froze for second when he saw me out the corner of his eye though he tried to hide it as he looked away and walked into the room. I walked to the door and knocked on it. I heard a P16 generate pulse energy on the other side of the door and leaped to the right.

The door was blasted apart. I drew my blaster and aimed it at the Rogue as he came out aiming his rifle at me. He had me dead to rights. But then again so did I. He wasn’t touched by the Lightning Baby.

“So. We meet at last. I hear you’ve been fucking with my rite.” I said looking at the man that was an older version of what I might become. He was a sorry piece of shit working for Corpos to kill man, woman and child. “I thought we had a silent agreement. You would stay the fuck out of my life.” I said.

The Rogue chuckled. “Daddy issues?! Give me a fucking break boy. I work with my own hands and mind the same as you kid. Your no different then me. I heard what you did to Ghostface and about you stealing his shit afterward. Don’t act like your better then me.”

I smiled. “Hmm. You think we’re the same?! Holy shit. Ghostface violated my law. His ass and shit we’re forfeited to the living and his soul to hell where he belonged. You go your way I go mean. It’s that simple. I got a rite of passage to complete.” I said.

The Rogue shook his head. “No you don’t. I’ll kill you first or burn your whole people to dust. Choose. You or them. I gave my word. I would terminate you if and when you step over to adulthood.”

I stared at him. “There is a difference between me and you. No one threatens my people. You are nothing but a rogue who stands alone. I am nomad.” I said and came to my feet. “Here’s your chance old man. The only one you’ll get to keep your word.” I dropped my blaster and got out my knife. “Earn the kill.”

The Rogue frowned at me looking disappointed. “You had potential for a moment. But, your to stu-ahhh!” The Rogue screamed as his rifle burned in his hands and he dropped it as it started to melt. Ruby came to stand by me as she turned the rifle in to a lump of metal.

Harley came out of another door and punched the Rogue back with a pocket of wind. The Rogue went flying backward into Abu Kali’s arms. Abu Kali slammed his head against a wall and twisted his arms behind his back while Ruby rushed forward to tie his arms up.

I walked toward the Rogue and stared at him. “You tried to make me kill my own blood. You threatened my family. I gave you the option to earn your kill. Your a piece of shit coward. However, my mother already taught me about you. In the end your just a tool for shit heads with power. Who hired you?”

The Rogue laughed. “Mercy? That is not what I was expecting nor do I believe it.”

I snarled at him. “She told me not to kill you.”

The Rogue’s smile dropped away. His expression changed. “Damn her. All she did was handicap you. If you can’t kill your enemy then your just waiting to be-“

“Your not my enemy.” I told him. “Your just a tool. Whoever hired you, wanted to confuse and divide my people. That’s the man whose heart I want to carve out. I have to complete my rite. It’s much more important then me. It also has to do with who can make a claim on my mother and leadership of my people. If your dead someone else gets her. If you had killed me then you would have had the whole fucking clan against you until they killed you and-“

“Norman Casey.” The Rogue said. “He has a thing for your mother and someone told her about her pack with me. He wants her. I never said she couldn’t have someone else when I left her.”

I shook my head this ignorant asshole. “You never had any other children. My elders kept tabs on you and you knew nomads don’t believe in divorce.”

“We can’t let this fucker go.” Abu Kali said. “He’s going to come after you again.”

I smiled and looked in his jacket and got out his detapad. I held it out to him. “Your going to publicly decline the offer for the contract you took out on me and return any credits you took or my cousin will rip your fucking arms off, strip you naked and leave your ass out on the street naked in the rain. You see I can’t kill you but I make it real easy for someone else to do it for me.”

The Rogue stared at me and laughed.”Damn. You really are my son. Alright kid. You win.”

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A conversation with a dude that desires to be a female.

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I never really understood the concept until I had a conversation with a dude that wants to be a female. I think of the dude as a person I respect and admire for his intelligence and creative mind and personality.

We have a random conversation about it and his experiences and thoughts around it. He had the idea and thoughts about it sense he was a kid and feels of wanting or imagination behind it. The wanting to be something else and the idea that you can become anything you set your mind to being.

Again there is always some asshole in the genesis of our lives that plays apart in effecting us. He mentioned one asshole that said something to him. I have several assholes that have said and done shit to me as well. Fuck em.

My thoughts. I can understand that wanting that desiring. I can even understand looking at different people and wishing you can have their qualities instead of what your genetic stuck with. I shared my own thoughts in that regard to him.

That being said. I’m in a intervert. My changes take place internally. I don’t have the same desires or wants to modify or change myself externally. I just don’t care that greatly enough to pay for modifications or do anything more then watch my diet and take long walks. My changes happen in writing and just living life.

I like the dude as he is. I like his mind his creative thinking and personality. I honestly wish him to remain as he is and let life change him naturally. He’s in his early 20s. So young. He’s experienced a lot but he doesn’t know what 32 feels like or what changes will happen to his wants and desires and needs at 35. He doesn’t know what’s it like to take care of a person that took care of you when your baby and then to watch them die slowly and can’t do a damn thing about it but regret you couldn’t do something for them still even when your still angry at them for something stupid.

Did I mention any of this to him? No. I was to busy listening and trying to understand him. All I can think of saying to him later or whenever is I like you for you. Your interesting as you are.

Holy shit I feel old as fuck right now.

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Cyberpunk dreams: Rite of Passage Part 12

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Chapter 9

Abu Kali

I saw my target heading to the back of the restaurant after downing a pint of beer with his three companions. He was the shortest one among the bunch. I saw his gaze pass to me and move on to the backside of a waitress bending over to clean up a spill as he walked to the jon to relieve himself either that or take a shit.

I wondered what was so special about this guy that the Rogue had paid me to do a secondhand kill on the little guy. It would be a easy kill for me. I wouldn’t even have to pull my peice out for this one.

I slid from my booth and sauntered over toward the restroom door. People glanced at me as I passed. It was a norm for me sense I reached my full height of 6’6 at sixteen cycles old last year. I just gave em my handsome smile and it put them at ease.

I walked to the entrance and walked inside looking around for the little man. I heard the lock behind me activated. I smiled turning around slow.

Christopher Rad faced me with a blaster in his hand and fired it. I felt the sting of lightning hit my chest ruining my shirt but leaving me unharmed. I swung my fist connecting with his stomach before I then grabbed him, lifted him up and dropped him hard on the floor.

His body spassed for a minute before he went motionless. I waited. He didn’t move he was dead. I turned to leave as I heard his friends banging at the door.

Laughter behind me, made me freeze up. I turned to stomp on the little shit only to find an empty space on the floor. Shit. What the fuck was this asshole?

Rad walked out behind a stall blood flowing from his mouth and a crazy thrill seeking smile on his lips. I knew that smile. This man was the Rogue’s son.

“You got little options here little brother.” Rad said in a calm voice. “Finish what you started and kill me. You walk out that door my family will kill you afterward.”

I snorted. “I can handle those two easy.” I said calmly.

Rad shook his head. “I meant my entire family. We’re two hundred strong. You won’t live the year out. We hunt for keeps.”

I snorted. “I’m a child by nomad laws. I thought you didn’t hunt children.”

Rad stared at me. “Your family abandoned you or something else?”

I shrugged. “Na’ah. I’m just Caping on you bro. Let’s get to it.” I said.

Rad evaded my snap punch for his chin by ducking under me and slicing my hip with a knife. I reached for my blaster and fired it in his face.

Lightning blasted into his eyes and he beat the rest away with his forearm. I dropped my blaster backing up as he followed me.

Rad stared at me. “Your kissed by the Lightning Baby. Just like me. Just like a lot of my blood kin. I can’t kill you. It’s against our laws. Doing so would have my family after my head when I killed you. Your tough but I was trained and breed to fight to the death. You’re a little too green. Do you understand what I’m saying. Little brother.”

Fucking black heart Rogue played me. Me?! After all I had done for him. I sank to the floor as he opened the door and came over to look at my wound. “It’ll leave a scar but it’s not bad. Ruby get my med kit from the cruiser.”

“Who the fuck is this blackheart giant mother fucker?’ Ruby demanded.

“Fuck em. Let’s go.” The other man said.

“I can’t leave em to die. He’s my cousin Ruby get me the damn kit.”

“Shit. Damn it. Alright.” Ruby said leaving quickly.

Rad looked at me. “Who hired you?”

“A fucking rat bastard.” I said and snarled in rage. I was going to get that fucker back for this.

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Cyberpunk dreams: Rite of Passage Part 11

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Chapter 8

Jamie

I was in a card game in the private Chatroom in the dark network between two assassins looking for information on targets that have gone into hiding in the real world. They were cloaked in dark knight avatars. While I had coded my image as a 5’5 Bard of secrets.

I put in two coins on the table. “So. How fast do you want the Intel? A million ebs fast or two grand speeds?”

I felt a presense behind me and a second later a virus had me in a head lock and was trying to invade mind while the two killers stared on me in silence.

I didn’t jack out but I activated my guardian program. Two twin giant robots appeared and quickly handled the virus. But, I still felt some effects on my mind. Shit. I couldn’t jack out just yet.

The two black knights fired shots at my twin guardian program destroying them. That didn’t bother me. What did was feeling a gun to the back of my head in the real world. Damn.

I leaned back in my chair throwing my cards at them while they stared at me impassively.

“Who are you? What do you want?” I asked feeling viruses effects leaking into my mind. I tasted chocolate milk in my mouth. My favorite. It was a truth virus.

The black knights disappeared and a rogue appeared sitting in front of me. “Who or what is Christopher Rad to Devin Devon?”

Hmm. I smiled. “So you’ve finally crossed paths with him. My boy must be making waves on his walk on the rite? I don’t answer obvious answers Devin. Still though. The money must be good for you to be hunting him?”

The rogue sat back crossing his legs. “It is and I gave my word I would kill him. So I have to. I’m sorry. Last question. Do you know a corpo named Norman Casey?”

I frowned at him as shock and rage filled my heart. “Interesting. You really are stupid.”

“So you know him. I just want to know why he hired me to kill your son?”

“Devin. It’s not complicated. He’s a man with power that can’t have something that belongs to someone else. So he’s in his feelings right now about it and your his willing tool.” I said.

The Rogue shook his head. “No. I’m nobody’s tool. There has to be something else to this. What are you hiding? What did you steal or do to Casey?”

I stared at him. “If you kill my son. It’s a death sentence for you in the nomad world. He’s still on the rite. No matter what Casey told you. He isn’t acknowledged yet as an adult. My people are watching and I haven’t been given the word yet by my elders.. This is the problem with your profession. It’s all to easy for someone to play you against your own interests or make you the fool puppet on a string.”

The Rogue got up and I felt the gun removed from the back of my head. “Stay hidden. This doesn’t make any sense to me. Why didn’t you choose him?”

“He’s weak. He needs a certain lifestyle to breath he can’t survive outside Newark. He won’t fight too protect his own. I’m nomad. My people don’t mate with the weak. I told you that.”

The Rogue stared at me. “Damn it.” He said and disappeared.

I sighed and got up taking the cards up from the floor and put them in my pocket as I sat down on the floor and cleaned my mind and planned. Christopher?! I worried about his course but we had trained him well for this moment and I couldn’t help him on the rite but there was no way in hell Casey was going to live beyond the next year.

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