“Hurry up! Haute Couture won’t carry themselves!”
Scowling at the shrill scream from the office, I hollered back twice as loud. “I have only one pair of arms you fussy old hag! Why don’t you help me out instead of braiding measuring tapes!”
The bespectacled tiny woman hopped off the desk and strode over to smack me with a ruler. Hands posed on hips with a menacing glare, Lisa poked me in the chest with a bony finger.
“This is your fashion show! You take pride in delivering these clothes. I don’t care who you were, you’re now my one and only disciple. The great Lisa Lishan’s legacy depends on you. Don’t you start getting cold feet now! Show them what you can do, Titus.”
Confidence radiated from the sm
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Loud rapping on the desk jolted me back to the present. Just when I was getting to the good part too! Biting back an exasperated sigh, I looked up. The lady with dark hair, thick-rimmed glasses and a much-wrinkled face with a grumpy expression scowled. I grinned in return at the familiar face."Hello, Mrs Peterman! How are you doing?" I gave her one of my thousand-watt
Like every other morning, Sable would sing 'Shooting Star' to start my day. Glancing at the red digits flashing, I smiled. "Good morning Sable…" I croaked before promptly falling back to bed. As much as I love to hear my beloved pop idol sing, not even she could get me out of bed after an especially long night. With a half-hearted grunt, I hit the snooze sensor.
Particle cavities! Pyros was already gone when I looked out the window. The Night Walker had better start running… Glancing at the time, I lamented how it was already nine.Scrambling around my room while shedding the layers of clothes, I tried to recall where I hid my custom-made suit. Last time, I had to chuck it somewhere when Alastair barged in without warni
The wind was harsh on my cheeks. Sub-zero wasn't exactly a temperature I was comfortable with. As much as third generation bodies were made to withstand the cold, we still feel the chill although we can't die from it, a true method of torture. Thankfully the visor on my face, which existed for a solely decorative purpose previously, now served a far more important function of keeping the wind out of my eyes.
My numb fingertips were sorry reminders of last night's personal hell. I had no time for even a small bathroom break while typing endlessly throughout the night. Despite the tortuous hours spent on digging up dirt from the massive information mountain, Cain had been extremely helpful and I got what I needed in no time. Unfortunately, that didn't make the process any shorter. Sitting in a cosy corner on my favourite chair, I severely underestimated the power of luxury. Fighting fatigue and heavy eyelids, I pinched my cheeks only to wince at the sharp pain. When the distraction didn't work, I took it up a notch and threw in a few slaps. Not wanting to sleep the day away, I struggled to focus on the book in my lap. Instead of devouring the information like usual, my eyes simply glazed over the squiggles and my mind registered none of it. Blinking once and then twice, focussing became impossible and the image before me turned blurry. A yawn was coming and I regretted the decision to supp
I love the simplistic design as it served my purpose. The suit was made to protect my vital organs but not restrict movement. More importantly, it was infused with medical technology that was connected straight to Kevin's system. Should anything happen to me, the nanofibre will detect it and send the information back to Cain. Depending on the severity of my condition and location, my artificial intelligence assistants will take the necessary actions as pre-programmed.Tonight is an all-out mission and I needed to be more equipped than usual. Everything I can get my hands on including traps and surveillance will be brought along. Being at three places at once is something only the Night Walker can pull off. I must admit that I'm nervous thinking about it because the success rate of this mission is highly dependable on Cain's logical analysis and Kevin's timing. However, after the modifications done, they should be able to pull this off smoothly.
I turned around and a middle-aged man was looking at me. "Um… I'm supposed to go to a certain place but I'm already lost."For a moment I was tense. Nobody would believe me when I seem so suspicious and out of place. Instead of grilling me for answers, the middle-aged man broke into a wide grin and slapped me hard across the back, causing me to stumble forward."I see how it is! You're new, aren't you? Don't worry about it. My name is Shanks, we have a lot of newbies here but you're one of the youngest I have seen. So, where are you heading?"Unable to believe my luck, I stuttered the cryonics. Shanks raised an eyebrow and my heart died a little. "That's odd. The cryonics can only be accessed by one person. Are you sure you're looking for the cryonics?"I nodded, trying to keep the panic at bay. "I'm not sure exactly what Mr Satchel wants but he told me to head to the cryonics. I have the acce
“Hurry up! Haute Couture won’t carry themselves!”Scowling at the shrill scream from the office, I hollered back twice as loud. “I have only one pair of arms you fussy old hag! Why don’t you help me out instead of braiding measuring tapes!”The bespectacled tiny woman hopped off the desk and strode over to smack me with a ruler. Hands posed on hips with a menacing glare, Lisa poked me in the chest with a bony finger.“This is your fashion show! You take pride in delivering these clothes. I don’t care who you were, you’re now my one and only disciple. The great Lisa Lishan’s legacy depends on you. Don’t you start getting cold feet now! Show them what you can do, Titus.”Confidence radiated from the sm
It wasn’t as chaotic as it was noisy. The plan devised by Khronos had been simple and Io was more than willing to help. The reporter was now outside of my door, talking over the loud crowd.Spencer was at the front line, restraining the mob that demanded my release from the official arrest. The door to my apartment remained the only barrier between the Night Walker and the rest of Luna.“... as you can see, the situation is tense. The Night Walker has yet to make his appearance but we are certain he will surrender soon. The head of Patrol Guards, Spencer Creed, is ready to arrest Titus Crowley – the Night Walker and former CEO of Luna Services. Mr Creed, what do you have to say about the situation?”Spencer barely glanced at Io or the camera, focused on ensuring his orders were being carried
Soft. The ground was too soft and it was warm too!As the sleepy haze cleared and my senses sharpened, I became more aware of my surroundings. There was movement in the room and the lights were too bright. Stabbing pain reminded me why I should have pretended to be asleep. Surely that groan has alerted the guards on duty.“Titus, are you awake?” the gentle yet familiar whisper shocked me into opening my eyes again.I cursed once at the pain but never stopped trying to verify if it was really him.My voice was hoarse from both emotions. Those forest green eyes were too real to be a mere dream. The same smell of snow and steel greeted me and I knew it hadn’t been a dream.“Nash!”
I know it sounded dramatic to complain about waking up to a dull throb at the back of my skull and a sharp pain in the back of my neck but I really couldn’t care about my image. The current predicament didn’t permit it.Used to waking up to the white walls, staring at a grey one had been a shocker. I might have jolted a little but nobody is complaining. It’s not a surprise to see how my arms were locked together in a very cold and heavy metal chain. I twisted a little to test the strength of my confines and groaned mentally. My heart sank after accessing my situation and running through my available options. The captors certainly knew who they were dealing with. The hidden knife I had was useless against metal restraints.Lying on the uncomfortable ground in a dimly lit room, I stared at the laser bars. Running through them would be suicidal a
Upon reaching my destination, the sight of Alastair greeted me. With air sprawled around his head like a halo, body curled up on a nearby couch with a slight rise and fall of his chest and a relaxed expression on his face, it made me slightly envious of his oblivion to the chaos outside.“The next two corridors are clear for you to proceed. Once you get there, place that device on top of the electronic locks and give them the charged orbs I handed you.”I heard Nash’s reply from the cramped sitting area and glanced over to Khronos’ workstation. The scientist trained his eyes on the screen, observing an insane amount of cameras. Seeing Khronos working gave off a vastly different experience from hearing him while on the job. The man’s brows were knotted in deep focus at the screens and rapidly firing away at the keyboard while occasi
Faster! Move faster!“There he is! Shoot him!”I cursed as a shot grazed my upper arm. They weren’t keeping their chill anymore. Rion wanted me dead, no doubt about it. Nash would have my head for not telling him there were people out for my blood. That was all the motivation I needed to run quicker.“Titus! What do you think you’re doing? Get back to base now!”Wincing at the sheer volume, I reached for the mute button.Just as I rounded a corner, a new group of men decked in Luna Security uniforms appeared. They didn’t have much time to react when Baby Blue covered the area. I needed a diversion…Up ahead was an alley, perfect for
“Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?”I sighed silently as Nash’s concerned voice crackled from the communicator. Before I could answer, Khronos beat me to it.“Yes, he is sure. Goodness! Have some faith in your protégé! It’s just a simple break and enter mission, elimination if something goes wrong. If he can’t manage it, you can step in.”Nash grunted but settled down once more. It had been two hours since I started the stakeout, waiting for Kalifa to appear. Khronos was positive that she would make her trip to the secret lab today and I was to follow her out from her hidden apartment.Rion certainly spared no expenses in ensuring the safety of his lover. As Kalifa was escorted into a wheeler fr
“I didn’t expect to see you so soon again,” I told Nash frankly as he threw something to Khronos. It was a large bag and I couldn’t help but be a little curious about the content. The scientist rummaged through the items and smiled when he found what he was looking for.“These are the remaining supplement pills from the last batch. Cass will inform us when a new batch arrives. Meanwhile, you can analyse those. The rest of them are gifts that Sable hasn’t thrown away. You might want to work on them at once. I’m not sure how long DNA can last on these things.”Khronos smirked. “Thanks for the hard work. You, on the other hand, need to get checked and then rest. No more running errands for the both of you, doctor’s orders.”Annoyed at the scientist, I wa
It wasn’t difficult to set the bone in place but Cass’ sour expression made things a lot harder than it should be. Maybe treating him like a child was a bad idea. Sable tried to make light of the situation by sharing some of her funny backstage moments with the production crew but it worked as well as a wet sponge drying the ocean.The anecdotes dwindled and eventually died with Cass looking no more pleased than a man signing his death warrant. The idol appeared exhausted with her futile attempts and I didn’t blame her. Clearing my throat in an attempt to ease myself into a conversation starter, I tried to break the ice.“I’ll start with the introduction. Titus Crowley. Pleased to make your acquaintance.”The grim features only scrunched up more, morphing the sour expression to so