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Astro Bros: Episode 0

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Omarion

I stood facing the gate to my cell door waiting for it to open. I had been waiting for an hour now sense I got up. I been waiting longer to leave the fucking hot box pin for much longer. I had counted the days every morning  by chark marks on the wall next to my bed for this day and all I needed them to do was come open this fucking cell door give me walking papers so I could get the fuck out of here.

My mornings had been the same for twelve months and sixteen days I been sent to the pin. I washed up with a bucket and rag. I had short water supplie provided for the day. I spent my mornings in my cell eating my bread and bean soup then I exercised and studied from law & case books I had earned by trading my knowledge of numbers and book keeping.

In the afternoon I worked for several hours in the mines clearing out diamonds that would used for detapads CPU chips and to run crusier system computers. It shaved off time to my sentence because of the plea deal I signed fourteen months ago.

At night just before lights out I read my physical paperback books my brother sent me. I couldn’t get a detapad shipped in not that it mattered. I wasn’t going to allowed to own or use one when I got out. My choices for employment were limited.

I had repeated this pattern for days and months without fail for this very moment. I had just marked off my last week. It was time. But, still they haven’t opened the damn closed cell door. Something was off. It was quiet. Too quiet.

I heard someone coming. I frowned at the sound of boots. I got up from my bunk as my cell bars slide to the right. I waited. I picked up my chunk and started crushing it in my hands. I waited my heart was in my ears.

I wasn’t surprised when a tall mohawk asshole with red eyes dressed like a biker smoking a cigar now faced me. He was the older son of K. Cooper, the Fixer in Red District that had put me here, in the pin.

“Kang Cooper. I never thought I would see you here. I thought this was last place you ever wanted to be. What in the hell are you doing here?” I said and immediately wondered what in the fuck was going on. “I stuck to my end of deal. What the fuck is this?” I asked but I had pretty good idea what the fuck it was. I just hadn’t thought I would dealing with it now.

Kang snorted blowing smoke in my face. His eyes glowed with elemental fire. “My Pops wanted me to remind you again keep to your own lane and stay the fuck away from Mom’s side. You feel me?!”

I nodded. “Yeah. I already got that the last time he burned my ass before I got sent here. I ain’t fucking with his baby Momma not that I ever was just to keep it on the Rim. You mind getting out of my way.”

I woke up when my head was knocked back against the wall. I fell to the floor. Fuck I hadn’t seen the punch coming. It was crazy how fast Cooper and his boys were. He hadn’t even used his element in the punch. It had been pure youth and raw enhanced mutant speed. I was to old to be fucking with these young thugs one on one.

“You ain’t my Pops. Take the bass out your voice when your talking to a real one ya Dig? I think you need a proper re-education on who your betters are old man. I aim to give you that lesson in full.”

Holy fucking shit. I didn’t have time for this shit. I had a life to get back to living. I looked up at Kang as he stood in my way from freedom and gaining my life back. “Last time Jr. Cooper. Get the fuck out of my way or I’m going to fold your ass over like two dollar credit ebs bill.”

Kang opened his mouth but I was already up moving fast him off guard. He swung on me but I was already catching his arm and using his speed to threw him over my shoulder and hard against the wall. I closed the cell door on him as he came up to his feet reached for me but I was already moving out of his way. I looked up at the Camera to see it focused on me.

“My Pops is watching you. He’s going to make you pay for this shit law dog.”

I stared up at the camera. “Leave me the fuck alone Cooper or I’m going to break my foot off in your ass. I went easy on you kid today but not again. I ain’t security anymore. So leave me the fuck alone or I’ll make you wish I hadn’t just ignored you.”

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Episode 10

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Memberships & Bargining chips

R1T9A

It was backwater realm splintered between the digital and material reality. I parked the ship on the side of the road. R1TA 2.0 got out first and looked around first examining the world.

She turned around and around then her gaze locked on something behind the car. I had an idea what it was. The rest of us got out of the ship and looked in the direction of the city.

“That’s That’s…the spider web verse. How? What is this?” R1TA was confused.

I turned toward a glimering city of light and a web network of webs that ran up ward to a hallo of stars. It was twin mirror copy of Newark City State and couldn’t help smiling. She did it. I looked toward CEO James.  “Is this satisfactory as a starter point.”

CEO James nodded. “Yes. This is it. This will do well. If it can be expanded upon then this could be the border expansion we need for the growing population Newark City State.”

R1TA turned back to us in confusion. “I don’t underatand. Why are we in the Spider Web verse? How is this possible to enter the Web of Newark network?!”

I pointed at her. “You led us here. You did good. Your the first R1TA to advance the dream world. Do you remember Cyberpunk’s story for making the dream realm?”

R1TA frowned shaking her head. “He didn’t make the dream realm. Simon and his children made the map and forged the dream realm from their wishes and minds as did their descendants after them. I didn’t make this the spider web verse. I just-“

“You just combined them.” CEO James said. “Now they are locked together and Cyberpunk Dream realm has begun it’s first expansion. Thanks to your efforts. You have fulfilled your job. Battlestar will be richly rewarded for this.”

“Okay. I guess that is…” R1TA 2.0 paused frowning at me. “You said I am the first R1TA model to do this. What about the others?”

I shrugged. “They tried and failed. Some times in major ways and it was one of the reasons. I had to kill them.”

R1TA 2.0 looked at me. “You killed them?! I thought. I was told they were retired because they malfunctioned.”

Hmm. Interesting. “No. They were killers and psychopaths. They purposely created hell realms or kidnapped customers and sold them as slaves to other realms. I hunted them down and retired them.. It’s part of my protocol. They were weak. It surprises me you didn’t know that.”

“The job is done. Can we go back now?” R1TA said trying to close the subject and walked to the passenger door but CEO James stood in her way.

“I need you to sign over the rights to this expansion to-“

“-I don’t own myself. R1TA said stiffly. “Mr. Sigma-“

“- Is your father not owner. I asked him this morning over breakfast. He said you could decide on your own. So. Will you sign it over to my company?”

“Okay. What are you offering me?” R1TA asked. “What are you to me?”

“That is a private matter I will not discuss publicly. But, you are smart girl you should be able to figure it out. 40k ebs and membership in the James family group.”

R1TA 2.0 stared at CEO James. “60k and ship of my own. I don’t need membership in your group.”

“Membership is apart of the deal or there is no deal. 65k ebs Membership and a ship. No. Deal you go back to a deal of slaving for Sigma for forty years if he lives that long.”

“Fine. Deal.” R1TA 2.0 said and turned to me “Can we go back now.”

I smiled. “Okay.”

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Episode 9

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Purpose & Programming

A1TA 2.0

Something was wrong with me. I knew it now completely. The protocol had been adjusted in certain areas of my programming and information I should have was missing and only for me. I was beginning to wonder what the hell function I was made for and why had my programming been purposefully rearranged. Why did I behave like a fool when meeting people.

“We’re almost to the Crossing point. I am putting in the data point coordinates to the next realm CEO James gave me. How you doing honey?” R1T9A asked me as we neared a strange paved road that led off to a strange circular driving ring. Her hand seemed to fly over the dashboard computer entering numbers to the realm dimension navigation system. A map appeared on screen confirming the coordinations.

I didn’t know what the Crossing point was. I should know that. Why was so much of my educational programming missing and I was left with pieces and feeling. “What I was I made for?” I asked out loud finally.

“Hmm. R1TA 2.0. What is your prime service to the Battlestar group?”

“I am to assist you in the management and running of your ship and mission completion. Sub goals are to provide a reasonable satisfactory servicing the ship’s engine and system security. Also I have continuing goals of protecting clients in their transportation through dimensions.” I repeated my prime programming. “Why is my programming knowledge to complete my mission so incomplete? Why? How can I help you if I’m a useless emotional fool.”

“Rita.” R1T9A said patiently. “You were born a few hours ago. You have the abilities to do your primary and sub goals that for the team. You are not a warrior. You will learn other things as you mature and then you will become advanced asset for the Battlestar group. I will protect you and educate you over time. You are to focus on your job and do not worry about matters that are my responsibility. Is this true?”

I nodded. “This is true. This has been the protocol of the other R1TA models of the past. We were made and programmed to help repair, engineer and operate the Ruby 1 engines and assist the pilot in succeeding in the mission to expand the travel trade of the dream realm. That is my mission. Okay. This will do for now.”

“Good. Hang on tight honey because we are about to burn the Crossing point road.” She said before the ship took off at fast speed. I jerked back in my seat as the ship only seem to gain more and more in speed even as R1T9A kept her foot pushed down on the gas pedal and raced around down and around the track and then…

I saw a beam of light in front of the ship. I pointed at it. “There is a beam of light in front of the ship.” I said in real surprise. Why? What did this mean?

“HOT DAMN! Alright little sister keep your eyes on the light and tell me when to shift directions when the beam turns. Your going to be our navigator. Understood?”

I nodded. Not knowing what was going on but I was happy to finally be helpful in the mission at least. “Yes. Turn to your right.” I said. R1T9A turned and gave another shout of excitement. There were several turns we had to make but up head I could see something a doorway. “I see a doorway of light up ahead to the right and down the road.”

R1T9A giggled. “That’s just what I needed to hear. Hang on we’re about to cross over.”

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Episode 8

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A new project

Whitney

I opened my eyes to the world for the first time and saw Dr. Moore’s impassive emotionless face stared at me from her chair. She was dressed in a lab jacket with single purple dress on and a pair of matching slippers on. She stared at me.

“Dr. Moore. How may I serve you?”

Dr. Moore nodded her head pleased by my response. “Happy Birthday Whitney. Do you know what your prime function is?”

I nodded my head. “Yes. When am I to meet R1TA 2.0?”

“Soon. Unit R1TA 2.0 is on a mission with my daughter R1T9A. First you must ensure your position in the Battlestar. When they return. Then you will execute the first faze of your mission. Do you understand?”

I nodded. “What are my protocols for, if and when R1T9A is involved in preventing me from forfulling my mission?”

Dr. Moore frowned leaning her head to the side. “You were given protocols for such an event. Avoid R1T9A. She would only end up terminating you as per her mission orders from the corporation. You will forefull your mission. R1TA 2.0 will be a easy mark to terminate dispose of and replace. Afterward your second primary mission will be set for the remainder of your existence.”

I nodded my head. I was to be an assistant a secondary helper to the great R1T9A. What kind of existence was that? Yeah. I knew my mission purpose for being but unlike my previous counter parts. I was entirely different from the R1TA models. I was an Assassin\engineer type. Fuck that.

Dr. Moore flashed something in front of my face startling me from my thoughts. I glared at her. “What the fuck did you flash in front of my eyes?”

Dr. Moore held up a simple pin light. She sighed and stared at me with dead soulless eyes. “You are thinking to much. I need you to listen to me and focus on the mission. It is important that you know your place in the survival of the dream realm. Whatever thoughts you are having they are not important. You must prove yourself and survive were the other models failed because of their failed genetics I was forced to infuse into them. Only you and my daughter are at the top but R1T9A will be above you always. If you challenge that then you’ll be terminated. Do you understand?”

“I understand you, Dr. Moore.” I said calmly. I would wait. I will terminate R1TA 2.0 replace her and then I would adjust my plan for my own advancement.

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Episode 6

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Miss James

R1TA 2.0

We arrived at a corporate building named James in highlighted Gold and white glowing letters on top of the building. I waited with my sister while she chatted with someone on her detapad. She had a relaxed smile on her as she waited for whoever it was we were waiting for.

“Why are you nervous?” R1T9A asked me.

“I’m not nervous. What corporate building is this?”

“James inc. Financial trade & business marketing. What are you nervous about?”

“I don’t know.. James inc? That name. It sounds…I don’t know.” I said and then looked up as the front doors opened to the building. I saw a human female dressed in a grey blue suit and several huge bulky men in suits walking around her. She looked in her mid thirties early forties. Though her blond hair was greyless and her face perfect as was her fit body. “Is she Miss James?”

“Yes. CEO Erica Saint James. I think she’s the cargo or that case she’s carrying is. Say hello to her kiddo.”

I smiled straightened up and faced Miss James as she came to stand in front of me. “CEO James. It is an honor for our family group employed by the Battlestar group to receive you.”

Miss James extended out her hand face up. “It’s pleasure to meet you as well. Miss Sigma.”

I flinched at the name though it was correct. Owen Sigma owned the company that made me. I placed my hand under hers. “We will protect you with our lives Miss James.”

Miss James nodded. “I’m paying your company a lot of money to do so. Give me your hand.”

I placed my palm on hers. I traced the lines in her hand and moved up her arm to cup her cheek. I looked her then. She stared at me without smiling but her eyes were warm. “Your a very beautiful lady.” I said.

“Your a very pretty young girl. You have your mother’s eyes. I like you. No need to be nervous meeting me.”

I could feel my face heating in embarrassment. Why had been programed to act like a fool.. I pulled my hand away from Miss James face. “Thank you. Please let me get the door for you.” I said turning and opening the door for her.

Miss James hoped in to the back with one of her guards and I closed the door. I turned to go.

R1T9A placed her hand in my cheek. “Nothing bad will happen to you. It’s your first job. Don’t worry so nuch.”

“I sighed it’s hard but I’ll try not screw up for you. I promise.”

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Episode 5

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The Cargo?!

R1T9A

R1TA 2.0 opened her eyes and stared ahead out of the window of my cockpit. We were close to the pickup area for the cargo we had to deliver. “I met him.” She said in a soft voice.

I nodded my head. “The Fixer. I know. He gave you the learning programs you wanted.”

R1TA 2.0 frowned but nodded. “Yes.

“Were you confused about him?”

R1TA 2.0 nodded her head. “Yes. He is not like Dr. Moore’s impressions she recorded in the educational sleep programing.”

“Dr. Moore was correct about him. The Fixer holds to the nomad system of politics.” I said.

R1TA 2.0 frowned shaking her head. “Nomad system?! What is that?”

I frowned. I wondered if she was lying. “How many systems of politics of the Newark City State are you awhere of?”

R1TA 2.0 then looked at me and her expression fell. “My function is only to serve the corporation and act as engineer for corporate ships. I was given no knowledge otherwise.”You and others must have been given more knowledge because you and others prefer different function. It isn’t nessary for me to know nomad system politics?”

It wasn’t but I felt like answering her. “It is a tribal system that is similar to a wolf pack. Elders are at the top. Big brother and sister stand in the middle and children or unmated are at the bottom and are the protected class. The Fixer sees you as his child. So he will treat you as such.”

“I am not a child.” R1TA 2.0 said stiffly. “I am a fully grown Genetically engineered human. Besides that I am not his genetic offspring. Bordy Swan and Dr. Moore are my biological source.” She said.

Interesting. I was starting to wonder that myself by the Fixer’s behavior toward Rita. I would keep that thought to myself. But, that would have to put off for later. “Have you downloaded the information from the programs because we will be arriving at the location to pick up the cargo.”

R1TA 2.0 nodded focusing on the job. “Yes. The programs were successfully downloaded and I am processing through the information now. If I may ask what is the cargo we are picking up?” She said.

I watched her focus on me intently. “I don’t know what it is. I was told a passenger will be assisting in the transport. You’ll have to get used to this type of thing from the big bosses.”

R1TA 2.0 had questions but she knew enough not ask them now. “Okay. I will do as you say.”

Damn. There it was. Someone had fucked with her programing majorly. Luckily the results I could work with.

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Episode 4

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The Spider Web

R1TA 2.0

I closed my eyes in the real world and opened them in the cyber spider web. I stared around me at the endless stary web streams around me. A line of light appeared in front of me and as I focused on the line I started moving. It was stranger still as I felt like I was racing down lines of the web bustling along in a direct form of travel until I found myself at a point at my destination in front of a building made of light and webs of light and codes of information.

I felt alone for a second as I stood outside a store in the spider Web mirror verse of the Newark City State.

I felt a hand touch the small of my back as the stranger reached for the door and held it open for me.

“Go on inside, honey. Pick what you want and I’ll ring up the information you want to learn.”

I knew the voice from a video audio recording from my sleep programing. I said nothing but walked inside as he followed behind me walking past me to the front. I caught his digital image ID. Fixer Class. I wanted to ask why he was here. I didn’t want to see him. Dr. Moore didn’t like or trust him. Why was he here?

I busied myself by looking around the shop for the security training programs I needed. I found two that had the price I could afford with the digital credits R1T9A had in her account.

I came to the front desk. A golden shield glowed around his body.. The Fixer smiled at me and I stared then stopped looking down. “I’ll take these Sir.” I said and held out my hand for him to scan for my number.

The Fixer held up a hand. “Do you want to get anything else?!”

I grimanced. “No. This will do fine. It’s what I can afford to buy with the money my sister gave me. What?!” I asked seeing a strange light in his eyes.

“Get what you need and I’ll ring you up with the credits your big sister gave you.” He said. I could hear it in his voice. He was laughing at me for some reason but his eyes were…kind.

“Yes Sir.” I said and hurried back to the shelves to find extra programs that might be useful for my first assignment for Battlestar corporation.

“Rita. I heard you got big approval from Cyberpunk. Your going to be a rising star in Battlestar baby girl.”

I could feel my face heating at his high praise. It was all so strange. Nothing. Nothing was like the protocol for a R1TA model going on her first assignment. My eyes landed on two programs with gold labels on them. Ace 1 communications and deploymentic programs. I picked them up wondering why I was attracted to them. I thought about putting them back but then stopped myself and walked to the front.

The Fixer spared only a glance at the programs as he started to ring up my purchases and then the total came up to 50k ebs. He smiled at me. “I’ll take whatever have.” He said.

I held out my hand and he scanned the account number on my hand. Once the purchase was done the programs disappeared from the counter and then I felt a sudden flood of information being streamed into my head. I woke up second later still standing in front of The Fixer was putting something around my shoulders. “What are you doing?”

The Fixer shook his head. “Don’t worry it. Just a little precaution. Alright baby girl. Your ready to go. Log off!”

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Episode 3

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A strange day

R1T9A

She was a strange one. Nothing like the others. I wondered still if the death notice decision came down from the committee if I could terminate R1TA 2.0 like I did the others. No. If I could do it this time. This time would be different.

R1TA 2.0 was nervous on her first official day of birth as we stepped out of the compound of the Battlestar group. She kept close to my side. It was a blessed day though. The sun was shining through the rainy blue clouds of the dream realm. Droplets fell like tears and there was gentle breeze in the season.

She lifted her face up letting the rain fall on her face and a smile formed on her face radiating her presence all the more brighter. She reached for my hand. I allowed her to take my hand as I scanned the area waiting for our ride to pull up to curbside.

I noticed a few people stop to stare a moment seeing what I saw. I also saw an asshole coming up with purpose in her steps and a grin on her face. I caught her stare and she turned on her heel and walked back the way she came.

“When will I be permitted to see Dr. Moore?”

I turned to look at R1TA’s innocent gaze. “After you have completed your mission and we return to the dream realm.  No sooner. No later.” I said and then turned reaching for my crusier’s back seat door as the cruiser pulled up. I opened the door with my security and R1TA nodded her head and got in. The cruiser took off down the street.

R1TA stared at me. “You seemed troubled by something. Is it in regards to me and the new protocol changes handed to me only?”

She was nervous. She had a right to be but for the reasons she assumed. “You are the latest upgrade you are also different in temperament from the others.”

“I am defective in some way!”

“No. You are innocent. No. Don’t ask me what I mean. It’s time for you to begin your lessons.” I said and clicked a switch on a hidden compartment between us.

The lid rose up and inside blue switches lit up to my own board computer. I reached inside and held out fiber wire decker cord. “Take it. Your link unit is behind your right ear. Once you link it in I’ll send you instructions on where to go once you jack in to the spider web.”

R1TA 2.0 frowned but took the cord and started to place the jack into her female input. “I was instructed on every type of cruiser vehicle in the dream realm. Is this a new model?”

I shook my head and got out my key pad from the compartment. “This isn’t a crusier. This is the cockpit of ship. Get ready. I’m jacking you into the system computer now. The first is a bit weird.”

R1TA 2.0 sat back suddenly and opened her mouth on a silent scream as her mind was jacked into the cyber verse.

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My thoughts on Guy stood up for Dinner…

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I got only a few thoughts.

People ain’t shit.

That was my first thoughts. I heard of this video by way and saw influences making money off this dude and psycho analyzing the fuck out of him. Calling him a “nice guy” or “lame” some other fuck you language.

Come the fuck on.

The facts speak louder then words. Nobody gives a fuck about a man’s feeling. So why in the fuck should a dude give a fuck about what some chick’s thoughts about what the fuck she feels about him.

Fuck em!

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I’m not sorry at all. I got goals, I got a tight work schedule and a bag to chase. I have to find reasons to entertain a conversation with a chick some times when I know she ain’t shit but damn shorty got a nice ass.

The only advice I have for this dude is stop giving a full fuck about chick’s in general. Stop the extra shit. Stop giving a fuck about a fantasy happily ever after bullshit. If she about real shit and fucks with you from the jump enough fucking said.

But even then don’t give a fuck. For some reason this is attractive to females.

The question he asked in the video was why does it have to be this hard to find a chick to be in a relationship? Aka “finding your best friend that you want to fuck on a table.” The answer is simple.

People ain’t shit. They will tell you they ain’t shit. People will show you they ain’t shit. So believe em.

There are individuals in this world that make attempts to be about the truth, ya heard. But, we all have some level of bullshit. A dude has got to ask himself when he meets a chick,

alright where’s the bullshit at? The normal chick will hide her bullshit but all you got to do is let them talk and they’ll show you. Just pay attention.

Always ask the question. Is this chick even worth fucking with in order to endure her bullshit.

Final thoughts.

I don’t believe in romantic bullshit. I believe friendships with benefits or a normal sexual relationship.

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Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

P.S.

Any female that stands me up or says I’m not interested in me fucking her is a female that is a kind hearted woman trying to save me from mountain size scale of her bullshit.

Episode 2

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Something was wrong.

R1TA 2.0

There was a sudden tension in the room now for some reason I didn’t know. I looked around until I found the source of it.

He was 6 feet tall and dressed like a street runner in an old black leather jacket white T-shirt and dirty blue jeans stained with oil and dirt the same as his boots. His face….it was strange. One second he seemed like one person and then I blinked and he was someone totally different. He smiled at me and walked from the group toward me.

I frowned at the man as he approuched me. I didn’t know him but I knew him. His face was lined with old scars and moving lines of codes though his eyes were normal human dark brown. He must be one of the newer model GEHs. “Are you a newer model as well?”

He shook his head. “I’m not like you. I’m just a consultant hired on last minute. Owen brought me in to have a look at you and see if you’ll be good for the job. Nice meeting you little sister. I’m Cy. It’s a sunny rain today. You picked a blessed day to be born in to the dream realm.”

I reached for his face and held his face between my hands. He smiled down at me. What was wrong with me?! “I apologize for my behavior Sir. I-I just feel like I need to greet you this way.”

The man smiled.. “Don’t worry about it little sister. All my fault. I’m a handsome devil.” He said and then he leaned down and touched his forehead to mean. We stared at each other until he lifted his head and then he took my hand and kissed my knockles and nodded his head.

“You will do. Happy birthday RITA. I will enjoy seeing your story unfold.” He said and turned and disappeared.

Cyberpunk Dreams.. I stared in shock and realized who I had been talking to. R1T9A reached up wiping my cheeks. I realized I had been crying, though for the life of me I couldn’t figure out why. I turned to R1T9A. “Why did he come here? Don’t underatand what is wrong with me? This is not the protocol.”

R1T9A shook her and patted my cheeks. “There is nothing wrong with you. Your behaving as you should. No one knows why he does what he does. It has been some time sense he’s been sighted. I expect now we’ll see him more. You’ll be assigned on a ship for a trade route. Your assignment is to safeguard the operation and security system of the hyperdrive engine. The ship must reach it’s destination at all cost.”

I nodded my head. “I will begin my training now before my assignement?”

R1T9A shook her head. “We will begin your training on the way.

Cover art. Picture of a beautiful cury light skin hot chick.