Human Hacking Code

*Chapter four*

I looked at my reflection in an old antique mirror. I was in my uncle's house exploring the attic. I noticed my imperfections. My pale skin,blue eyes, and long pristine white hair. I though of Kayla and her beauty. Yeah she was annoying, but she had beauty. Her shoulder length pink hair perfectly framed the outline of her face. Her rosy red cheeks and her green eyes. I was envious. I turned away from the smooth reflection but I felt this urge to turn and look on at myself. 

The glass rippled and I was pulled into it's large oval frame.

A light bright enough to blind me enveloped me with an icy embrace. My eyes were shut, so I did not have to ruin my corneas.

" You envy her looks and want them as your own...why not just end your suffering?" I was taken aback and let my eyes fly open. I was in a black room with stars planted into the walls, floors, and ceiling. " No, envy does not lead me to loathe myself. If you stripped away our bodies we would all be the same embodiment of light." I said calmly.

" But what about an embodiment of darkness? Why do you think you're here?" the voice became less static and more feminine. I was at a loss of words. Where was I? Why was this happening?  I ran my bony fingers though my hair this was just the gas from the pod, making me see things. Trying to make me believe that there was darkness inside of me.

" NO YOU'RE FAILING!" the voice became static again as it became angered with my realization. The room began spinning around me, the stars becoming thin white streaks revolving around me. Everything became a blur. I noticed that I was falling farther and faster into an empty void. I was too speechless to scream, but a small squeak escaped my lips as the ground appeared in my vision. I forced myself to believe that I would not die or be injured by the collision of my body with the ground.

It isn't real Marley.

I stopped several feet from the obsidian black ground and seemed to be hovering in midair. My beautiful dress and black dress slippers morphed into a black sleeveless, dark blue jeans, and navy green material boots. I was flipped over onto my back and felt a searing pain in my left lower back. I still didn't cry out. But I began to feel numb as a figure approached me. I couldn't tell whether it was male or female due to their baggy red tee, baggy light blue jeans, and worn out red sneakers. They had blue hair cropped down to their lower neck. They outstretched their hand.  

I studied the hand before I agreed to take it. It had a white  lotus with pink and purple tips only in half blossom surrounded by an army of thorns. I felt it symbolized something that was right on the tip of my tongue but I couldn't place it.

I was on my feet, following this mysterious stranger. Why had they appeared in my pod vision?

I wanted to ignore that for now. Where were they leading me? The person who had helped me gain my footing held my hand gingerly as if it might break but tight enough to keep me anchored to them.

Who are you?

I thought the words and wanted them to become words, but they stayed just another sentence that held question in my mind. I wanted to know ho this person was. They turned to me with a warm smile. " Now go wake up."

As soon as they said that I was hit with the adrenaline of being chased by something frightening. But that was worse than ending up in a soft chair in a chrome pod. My breathing came in and out in short breaths. Another gas poured out from the roof of the pod. This was a nice, blue gas with a scent of rosemary. My breathing came back down to a normal rate and the straps holding me down came up with a pop and they folded back into the side of the chair.

"Marley Prum report to facility 6-Q. Have a nice day!" I was a little too excited to jump out of the pod. I wanted to run to facility 6-Q but held back. That would be very disorderly plus it would be a violation.

I made my way to the building and stood in the surprisingly short line of girls. They chatted nonchalantly with no given notice towards my arrival which I deemed pretty great.

" I never noticed how nice your icy locks look like up in a braided bun." I rolled my eyes at the too familiar voice of pink head Kayla. " So you were issued here too?" she kept on.

" What was your pod vision like?" I asked.

" Well, at first I was looking at my reflection envying someone else. Then I fell to the floor unconscious and woke up in this sunny field. I was talking to this static voice and the fields died and the sun turned into some black hole. I fell through a deepening crater and thought I would feel pain but some person with beautiful blonde hair caught me and pulled me to safety. Than I woke up." Kayla pondered her words and I could tell she was reliving the vision in her head.

I turned back to the girls filing into the facility building.

What was this all about? 

Stop worrying Marley old girl. You are smart.

I know but....

I pushed my thoughts aside and took my own steps into facility 6-Q. Small square stalls without doors were holding a girl in every one. There were 30 of us but only ten stalls. A shielder dragged a large divider before the stalls to keep us other girls waiting from seeing what was happening.

Kayla and I were in the last group of ten to enter the small stalls. I entered mine and straightened up, not being able to keep my breathing normal. A screen dropped in front of me with the face a lady with jet black hair. She was the lady who guided my friend Jessica to reconditioning.

" You must follow my directions accordingly please Marley Avery Prum." she said, static taking over the audio a little. I gave a slight nod.

" Undress and press the small blue button below the screen." I hesitated before doing so. I pressed a shaky finger against the small blue button. A blue and silver chrome robotic arm with a hand extended from the wall with a small black cube. The robotic hand pushed the black box into my thigh. I felt a short lived pain in my thigh. The arm retracted back into the wall with the cube. I looked down and saw lines marking my thigh with numbers under it. A bar code.

A searing pain rushed through back the origination from the left of my lower back.

" Thank you for your cooperation..." I dressed and had a little bit of a stumble in my step. All the girls looked a little more flustered and less communicative as we followed three shielders out of facility building 6-Q and too another building next to it. We stepped in single file and took a seat in a chair facing a podium. We were mixed with boys who went through the same experience and were just as confused.

What did they do to us?

A man in a brown suit with his last few grey hairs combed over to the left began to stride over to the podium to face the sixty of us. He stopped and gripped the sides of the beaten up metal podium.

" You may be wondering what process you just went through-"

The room went into an uproar as questions were being spat out along with nasty curses and complaints. I heard the doors of the facility close.

" Please, let me explain..." The man began, getting everyone to quiet down. He cleared his throat. " You all took the same test as someone who is not attending this meeting. Except the pod vision morphed to your special brains. Many of you may have seen or heard someone telling you that you were failing but you knew that this was not true. Congratulations...." the man smiled a proud smile as if we were his children who had just brought home a perfect score on their tests.

" You are capable of becoming Nova...."

There were many gasps, squeals, and comments of disbelief.

Me? A Nova? 

That was the only thought running through my mind. How could such an outcast from a perfect society become a Nova? It didn't make sense.

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So what do ya guys think? What do you believe the bar codes are for and what the searing pain Marley felt in her back? And who do you thin the mystery stranger is? Do you think they will make an appearance later in the story?

-Venom-Reaper16