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“So why take me?”

Natalya’s voice rose from outside, issuing some curt command in her Russian language. Gabe wiped the sweat from his forehead, flashed another glance at the door as if he were expecting someone to come bursting through any second. “I don’t know the full story,” he said, rushing his words out, keeping his voice low. “It’s something to do with Criborg. I tried to find out, but I’m only tolerated so far. Only so much info I can get access to.”

“Are you coming with me?” Petal asked as he pushed her towards another door at the rear of the room.

Gabe ignored her, checked his slate again. His face hardened. “Okay, ready?”

“For what?”

“To run!”

He gestured across the slate and pocketed it inside his long, flowing robes that matched the others. Although unlike them, he wore no red scarf.

Petal tucked her implant chip into the single breast pocket of her prison suit. Her instincts kicked in and she tried to active her internal networking transceiver hoping to connect with something, anyone. Of course, nothing happened. No implant meant no access to her systems. But before she could examine further, Gabe grabbed her by the arm and pulled her through the door.

The room was empty of Red Widows. A rack of computer screens lined the left wall. Beyond that, it was just another grey Steelcrete box lit by the dull overhead OLED bulbs.

“Behind the right wall is a tunnel,” Gabe said. Sweat patches grew dark beneath his arms. “Ya have to go through it. It’ll take ya out behind the city. From there follow the coordinates on this slate.” He took a beat-up slate from within the folds of his robe and handed it to her. His eyes flittered, as if he were holding something back. Petal wanted to press him on it when he pushed her to the right wall.

Gabe entered some codes into one of the computer terminals. The right wall slid open revealing an escape tunnel. He took a small pistol from inside his robes. Petal recognised it. It was one similar to what Jasper and his goons had used during their attack in City Earth.

“Take this and run. Go east. Follow the coordinates on the slate. Keep ya head down. Ya a wanted girl.”

Petal grabbed the pistol and held it to his head.

“Why, Gabe? Why did you hand us to Seca’s men?”

Gabe clenched his teeth in irritation. “I was following orders from Enna, dammit. I had to—”

Petal smacked the gun against his face. Such a rash action against the man she used to love like a father hurt more than it’d ever hurt him. She felt like she crossed a line. “Tell me!” She already hated herself for striking him, but the question was an itch she needed to scratch. She needed to trust him again. He was her only constant.

He bowed his head, sighed deeply. “We had to make sure Gerry got to Seca directly, and you were supposed to have stayed in the cell. Stayed safe. The guard I dealt with was an insider who Enna had been working on. He was gonna get both of ya up to The Family. But ya had to go and kill him and escape. The idea was that while Gerry would deal with Seca, you’d be safe from his crazy followers. They’d have butchered ya both as soon as ya got in. We couldn’t afford for that to happen. Ya would’ve both walked into a death trap.”

“Why Gabe? Why The Family?”

“Gerry is one of The Family! He’s one of their sons. They promised Enna they would keep you safe!”

“From what?”

“From ya self, dammit!”

Petal dropped the weapon, stared at Gabe’s face. “What do you mean exactly?”

The sound of voices and a crash from outside made Gabe turn his back and frantically enter commands into the console. “Just go. Get to those coordinates and everything will make sense. For God’s sake, girl, trust me, yeah?”

“What’s out there? At these coordinates?”

“Ya home. Ya makers. Criborg.”

“One more thing. Natalya mentioned something happening in three days, what is it?”

“A war.”

Gabe pushed her through the door and closed it behind her. Petal stood trembling inside the dark tunnel. Her head buzzed with everything Gabe had said, and didn’t say. She wanted to go back, get more answers, but beyond the door she heard him scream, ‘run.’

So she ran.

Chapter 2

Gerry gripped his head and screamed a silent, torturous scream. A pulse of electricity ripped through his mind, stripping through the layers of security protecting his various internal systems. An insidious force probed at his mind, eating his memories.

Somewhere, out there, in the dark depths of space, an entity, a digital being had found Gerry. Snatched him up in its binary tendrils like a gargantuan squid. Gerry’s brain felt like it would burst into flames at any moment under the attack. And the worst thing: he could do nothing about it. Whatever this thing was had completely incapacitated Mags, his AIA, and also the system controlling the shuttle that still hurtled away from the earth and out into the deep reaches of space.

With his heart pounding against his chest and sweat dripping from his forehead and neck, Gerry tried to collect his thoughts and push away the rising panic. Only with logical thought could he... What exactly? Fight back? This thing attacking him had no centre. It didn’t respond to Gerry’s shouts or thoughts, it just wanted whatever Gerry held within his mind, but for what purpose?

“What do you want?” Gerry screamed, his voice finally sounding within the tight confines of the shuttle. The scream sounded muffled, distorted. All his senses had diminished under the attack as if his brain had tried to divert energy and resources to defend against the attack.

Gerry clenched his eyes as another pulse ripped through him, but this time he paid attention and sent his consciousness further into the nano network Jachz had repaired.

There he caught a glimpse of the data flowing to and from his attacker.

It resembled Helix++ code but had mutated to something entirely alien, something unlike anything he had seen before. It twisted into new forms, always shifting. Its logic spun around a vortex that funnelled up data and memories from Gerry’s brain like a tornado.

Gerry sent his mind into it, focused as much power he could muster and conjured an attack program to break through the data-twister and destroy its connection. The program flew out into his network, but the entity saw it coming and swatted it away like it was nothing more than a bug.

Curiously, Gerry noticed that although his quick program had not damaged the entity, it did elicit a change in its behaviour. Seemingly satisfied with plundering Gerry’s brain it backed off, taking pieces of code from Gerry’s internal operating system with it—pieces put there by The Family to tap into Gerry’s new prosthetic eye in order to receive a video feed of everything he saw. As quickly as it came upon him, it receded. Gerry rushed a suite of security programs into his network and chased the entity out, closing any vulnerable areas as it retreated. Gerry still couldn’t get an accurate picture of what this thing was or where it had come from.

The thing scrambled its exit, making it impossible for Gerry to track where it came from. But as it left his mind fully, he heard the static buzz of his systems reconnecting to the network within the shuttle that connected him to Jachz and The Family.

It was the first time he ever felt thankful for that. His head still throbbed with pain and his vision hadn’t returned to its usual sharpness, but at least now he could work his hands and locate the shuttle’s navigation controls. He spun it round and pointed the nose back to the space station.

“Gerry, can you hear me? Please respond.” The controlled, artificial voice of Jachz, Gerry’s recovery manager and The Family’s most prized autonomous AI, called to him over the communications channel.

“I’m here, Jachz,” Gerry said between deep breaths. “What the hell happened?”

“We lost connection,” Jachz said, a slight clip of concern to his usually collected voice. “I believe something blocked us. We experienced a complete blackout, communications speaking.”

“Remember that thing I said I saw back in your lab? The thing in my brain?”

“I do. I couldn’t find anything during the scan. It was just a glitch.”

“Some glitch,” Gerry said. “The damned thing near mind-raped me.” He didn’t tell Jachz that it also damaged the software that connected Gerry to The Family. Already his own efforts to continue to pick away at the security had fared better than his previous attempts while on the station. Despite the terrible pain in his head that felt like someone had smashed him about the skull with a sledgehammer, he was at least grateful to the entity for creating a chink in the armour of The Family’s software. Whatever had happened, one thing for sure was when he got to the surface of Earth, he didn’t want them seeing or hearing what he was up to.

He’d find Petal and keep her safe—from everyone, including The Family.

“I can’t detect anything on the various networks,” Jachz said.

“You won’t, Gerry replied, sighing quietly to himself as he saw Earth hove into view. The thought of flying out into the solar system indefinitely had scared him more than the idea of his mind being opened like a can of tuna. “It covered its tracks. It’s way more advanced than anything I’ve seen before. It...” Gerry trailed off, not wanting to give too much away.

“Go on,” Jachz prompted. “I’m worried about this. I think you ought to come back to the station so we can examine you again.”

“No way in hell, Jachz, old buddy. No offense. I enjoy your company to a degree, but space and me don’t get on. I want gravity and an atmosphere, and I’d appreciate it if you could help me get back there.”

He seemed to wait for a while. Gerry wondered if he was clearing it with Amma or Nolan—his parents, or perhaps the sneering, jealous Tyronius. Jachz came back to him. “Okay, Gerry, I’m uploading new flight instructions to the shuttle’s navigation computer. Just relax and let me know if anything odd happens. I’ll guide you through as you get closer.”

“Thanks, Jachz.”

Gerry sat back and stretched his legs to ease the tension in his muscles. A welcome sight in front of him filled the holoscreen of the shuttle and he felt himself finally relax and banish the image of that great digital beast feasting on his mind.

A blue pearl spinning on a blanket of black velvet grew larger as the background stars receded from view. The Earth filled Gerry’s shuttle screen. Faint forces vibrated through the hull. The shuttle’s thrusters adjusted his trajectory.

From 380 km, he started his descent. He’d spent the last two weeks up there in The Family’s gigantic low-earth-orbit space station, now more than 100 km behind him, looking down at the blue marble wondering about her, about Petal. Was she still alive, was she suffering?

The numbers ticked down on his augmented visual overlay. It had taken Gerry only a few days to appreciate his new visual upgrade: an optical prosthesis to replace the eye Seca had gouged out.

“Adjusting speed of descent,” Jachz said.

“Roger that,” Gerry replied.

He prepared himself for entering the atmosphere. He dropped like a stone falling from outer space. His guts churned. Sweat dripped from his body into his space suit. His heart rate spiked, nearing his maximum. A red warning light flashed on his AO, his Augmented Overlay. Mags spoke to him directly in his mind.

— Take slow deep breaths, Gerry, we’re nearly there. All is fine.

— Easy for you to say, Mags. You don’t have a fleshy body to burn up during re-entry.

— Well, we are one and the same thing, Mags said, reminded Gerry of their integration.

The shuttle spun over, re-aligned to the correct path, and dropped into a thirty-degree angle.

Gerry closed his eyes hoping to avoid the nauseating feeling of seeing Earth and space and all that is in it spin around him.

“Entering the atmosphere, Gerry,” Jachz said. “You’ll rendezvous with the City’s docking unit in T-20 minutes.”

“Thanks, Jachz.”

The AI’s laugh resembled a small child’s: innocent and high-pitched. It made Gerry wonder if it wouldn’t be better for AI constructs like Jachz to stay away from Earth, stay within the safe confines of the space station. Away from fighting, pain, disappointment. They had a deeply serene nature to them. The tech integrated in them: the AIAs, the augmentations, hormonal balance controllers, and perceptive feedback enhancers, seemed to not only improved them as people, but evolved their outlook, too, despite their lack of real world knowledge and understanding. Perhaps that lack of knowledge gave them a new insight, one that wasn’t poisoned by humanity’s view of the universe.

“If you ever come down from your nest, I hope you find this easier than I do,” Gerry said.

“Maybe one day I’ll get to see your world, Gerry.”

“On second thoughts, you’re probably better off staying where you are.”

“Oh, why do you say that?”

“It’s bad news down here, Jachz, real bad news.”

“I see.”

Gerry detected a hint of disappointment Jachz’s voice. Normally Gerry wouldn’t have noticed, but since his own upgrades, he’d become more perceptive than before. Mags, his AIA, had undergone a series of new software-enhancements, integrating closer within his unique brain and the secondary neural network.

The craft shook, pulled Gerry from his philosophical thoughts. His AO streamed with speeds, velocity vectors, temperatures, and heart rate; the latter two spiking.

He tensed the muscles in his legs, pushing himself back into his seat, his hands gripping the holds attached either side of him and he tried to hide the thoughts of burning up into a fiery ball of death.

“Hey, Jachz, buddy? Holy hell! Is this normal?” Gerry said.

The shuttle rocked violently. The temperatures continued to rise.

“You’re doing fine. Just breathe and relax.”

“Relax. Yeah, that’s good. Stay calm and relax. Oh hell, I’m going to die in this tub aren’t I? It’s too hot. The shuttle can’t take it, surely.”

“It’s within tolerances. You’re doing well. You’ll be through it any second now.”

Gerry’s stomach lurched. He leant forward, vomited into an open vacuum bin, which ensured no particulate remained within the cabin. His head throbbed. His body became damp with panic sweat. But when he raised his head and looked out of the cabin window, there in the distance, the reflective surface of the Dome shined like a welcoming beacon.

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