yay! chapter 2! and more to come on every story i swear! right after my finals are over i will have time to type instead of "study". so this friday, expect something!

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Chapter 2- It begins again

“Ugh,” Rina brought her hands up to shield her eyes away from the bright light pointed at her.

“Good, you’re awake.”

“Where am I? Who are you!” Rina sat up quickly readying herself to fight. A man chuckled from behind a glass window.

“You’re at the very beginning, back in the hands of the creator’s assistant.”

“Friend or foe?”

“Friend.” Rina glared at the middle-aged man behind the glass.

“I promise you, Deus. I am a friend.”

Rina scanned the room. White walls, a giant computer mainframe, a door and the bed she was sitting on.

“Where’s that man who attacked me!? Is he with you!?”

“Right here, babe.” The door opened and the man in the black suit stood leaning against the frame. Rina growled in her throat.

“Don’t come near me. I’m warning you!”

“Deus,” the man behind the glass spoke comely, “relax, you’re safe here. I apologize for what Ghost did to you. He was supposed to bring you here quietly… but what he did was not what I meant.”

“Sorry, cant I have a little fun every now and then?” he replied smiling and holding his hands up in an insulted fashion.

“No. You may not if you want to keep your job.”

Rina chuckled at the man’s shock and sudden sadness.

‘He looks like a scolded little boy.’

“So, anyway.” The man behind the glass began, “this is Ghost, I promise he will never do anything like that to you again. I am called Wolf. This here seated next to me is Tech.”

“Yo.” A small voice said. Rina saw a hand pop up from behind a computer behind the glass and wave at her.

“So why am I here and what the hell do you want from me?” she asked, not letting herself get off topic.

“According to Ghost you know your code name is ‘Deus’. Correct?”

“…”

“And also your real name, which is in numbers rather than letters, 71-54.”

“They only ring a bell.”

“So you still remember?”

“Remember what?”

“Your life, your purpose, what you are.”

“Purpose?”

Wolf sighed and Ghost looked disappointed.

“I guess not..” Wolf held his head in failure.

“Damn!” Ghost shouted and punched the doorframe in anger and frustration.

“Tech?” Wolf asked hopefully.

“Yes?”

“Can you plug her in?”

“Of course! I’ve been waiting my whole life for this!!”

“Plug me in?” Rina asked trying to sound tough.

Wolf looked at her determined, “I believe it will be easier to restore your memories rather than try to explain everything.”

“Explain what! What are you talking about!”

Tech pushed through Ghost who was blocking the doorway and came into the room. Tech was a skinny teen who looked to be 17. He had short brown hair and was amazingly attractive. Not at all what she had been expecting for someone named “Tech”.

“Well, Deus-“

“Rina. My name is Rina.”

“Right, right. Well, Rina, back in the year 2001 you should know of an event titled, September 11th. When we were attacked by terrorists. Right?”

“Yeah.. I’ve heard of it.”

“You’ve… heard about it….”

“Yes.” Rina looked at him confused. He sighed.

“Ok… let’s hook you up.”

“No.”

“Um, yeah, Rina, you know as well as we do that you're a computer. There’s no need to hide your secret from us.” Rina glared at them all, one at a time. Surveying their faces, so she would remember them to kick their asses later. Tech approached her cautiously.

“Don’t touch me,” Rina growled at him.

“I don’t want to hurt you…”

“You can’t hurt me! Ha!” Rina smiled victorious but frowned in confusion when she spotted Ghost smiling as well.

“Do it Tech.” He urged smiling like the little boy he was inside.

“I’m really sorry, Deu-Rina” Tech pulled out a small black box out of him pocket and started playing around with the switches on it.

“What are you do-“ Her body went limp and she was no longer able to control it. She saw the room move as her body fell down again to be lying on the bed.

“Sorry!”

“Good work, tech. I didn’t think it would really work. Now Deus, you can still hear us. I think you’ll listen now. That black box can turn off an entire city of computers. But in this case, it was programmed just for you. We-“

“We need you” Tech interjected.

Ghost stepped forward. “We need your information really.” He motioned for Tech to hook Deus up to the mainframe computer.

“It should be around here…” Tech mumbled to himself, searching the back of Rina’s neck. “Oh! Got it!” He pulled back a layer of silicone flesh and plugged three wires into the panel underneath. He rushed over to his computer and began typing in codes.

“Don’t worry, Deus.” Wolf said comfortingly, “we just need to find some files. We mentioned 9/11…” He paused, as if just to make things more dramatic. “it was all a set up.”

Ghost stepped forward, “staged, faked, posed, panned out. However you want to put it.” He walked over to her lifeless body and looked into her still conscious eyes. “There was no plane into the pentagon. There were no terrorists. President Bush just wanted to go to war. He wated to prove we were better than anyone else. That or do something he would be remembered for down in the history books. Either way, while our people die out there in Iraq. They’re dying here in America too. It’s like what happened in Vietnam, but we’ll not get into that right now. Anyway-“

“We have most of the proof to prove it.” Wolf interrupted, reclaiming his explanation. “But we lack solid evidence. There was even a website made about the scam. It shows not all of America has fallen to stupidity and brainwashing. But no one has solid proof.”

“Yet.” Tech chimed in, “but you were heavily involved in everything that happened in 9/11. With your memories, we might be able to stop the president.”

“Exactly.” Wolf agreed nodding his head. A small sound from Tech’s computer went off, disrupting their thoughts.

“Crap!” Tech yelled.

“What? What’d you do?!” Ghost said running over to the computer.

“It’s not here. Nothing’s here. It’s as if her whole hard drive was wiped clean… or replaced.”

“No!” Ghost yelled. Wolf’s eyes grew sad, dark, and heavy.

“Now we’ll never have solid proof! Unless we can follow the footprints. Tech do what you can.”

Tech typed into the keyboard with top speed, searching files.

“Um, Wolf?”

“Yes Tech? Did you find something?!”

“File title, ‘Lost’. States, ‘ Why are you looking? The lost sometimes should not be found. Especially when it’s right under your nose.’”

The room silenced.

“What the bloody hell does that mean?!” Ghost yelled.

“Well, I believe it’s referring to her lost memor-“

“No dip Sherlock.” Ghost hissed at Tech.

“It means more than that…” Wolf said, pondering, “if anything, it tells us that she deleted the files herself. But also that they are stored somewhere. Somewhere which makes it possible to find them and put them back in.”

“What! That’s crazy!”

“Well, we’ll have to wait and see. We have to wait to ask her. Wait until she can move enough to talk…”

The three men looked at the girl. She lay in peace, listening to every word they said.