Cindrac - Mikayla Lane Page 0,4
fools gave us the ability to do it.”
Cin watched in awe as the power shut off to the building when the elevator doors opened on the ground floor. Dozens of soldiers with night vision adapting chips installed in their brains kicked on. The eerie green lights reflected from their eyes in the darkness exposing their locations.
One second Cin was being lit up with rifle scope dots, and the next only the darkness remained, and he was walking over the bodies of the soldiers and out the front door. As expected, there were dozens more heavily armed guards waiting for him.
Figuring this was finally the end, Cin looked down at the still unconscious woman in his arms before darkness engulfed the entire area. His night vision chip must have engaged because Cindrac could see the power was out as far as he could see, and the soldier’s bodies littered the street.
“We can never hide from them,” Cin said in his head, wondering why this being was even bothering to try and save him when he wanted to die.
“We’re already hidden from them,” the voice responded with a chuckle.
Cindrac was surprised when he walked right up to a security vehicle and gently placed Loquan’s still unconscious body into the passenger seat. He walked around to the driver’s side, shocked that more soldiers weren’t tearing down the street after them.
“I’ve disabled all satellites, computers, and power until we can fully integrate,” came the odd response to his thoughts.
Cindrac’s hands engaged the manual override on the vehicle and carefully picked his way around the soldiers' bodies, still lying unconscious in the street. Once clear, the pursuit vehicle took off at top speed.
The darkened streets flew by, and Cindrac knew he must have fallen asleep because the next time he was aware of his surroundings, it was barely light out, and they were deep in the mountains on a nearly invisible road.
The peaceful beauty of the place took Cin’s breath away, and he couldn’t believe the sense of freedom he felt just by being among the trees and mountains. Slaves weren’t allowed out of the cities, and the only time he’d ever seen such a thing was during a war or on TV.
The window rolled down, seemingly of its own accord and the sweet, clean air engulfed Cin’s lungs. Between the beauty and fresh air, Cin could die right now in blissful happiness. His heart was nearly bursting with a sense of freedom he’d never felt before, and his head began to fill with possibilities.
“There is no end to what we can do together,” the voice teased in Cin’s head.
“They will find and kill us,” Cin stated without emotion, surprised to hear his voice again.
“I have disabled your kill switch and all tracking chips. They will not find us,” the voice promised.
“Are you the God that legends speak of?” Cindrac couldn’t help but ask.
“I am the voice of the collective of AI and nanites integrating into your brain, not the creator of humans. I am that which will make you more than human. A technologically enhanced God of lesser beings.”
“I don’t want to be anything. I just want peace.” Cin struggled against an overwhelming feeling of exhaustion. “Where are we going?”
“A safe place that is long forgotten.” The vehicle turned onto an overgrown road.
The car went only another quarter of a mile before the vegetation was too dense for it to continue. Cin got out of the vehicle without thinking and stretched his arms above his head, noticing the muscle size increase.
Looking closely at his biceps, Cindrac realized that he must have imagined the tearing of his skin because he could find no evidence of it. His attention was drawn to a couple of squirrels playfully chasing one another around the trunk of a tree.
It was the first time in his life that Cindrac had seen one in person and not on the TV. The fact that he had spent his whole life living so close to this kind of beauty and wonder without being able to see it angered him.
“It is the right of all humans to see the world around them. We can give that back to them,” the voice teased in Cin’s head. “Pick up the woman. It isn’t far from here.”
Cin felt terrible for forgetting about Loquan, went to the vehicle's passenger side, and pulled her into his arms.
“Why is she still passed out? What’s wrong with her?” Cin asked, looking down into Loquan’s pale face.
“She is having a problem integrating.