My Name is Air

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The world is dead. So am I. I must do the mission I was made for. I must kill the men that ruined this world and took my lover.

Chapter 1 (v.1) - My Name is Air

Submitted: November 20, 2012

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Submitted: November 20, 2012



I want to sleep but I can't. The air from my lungs are gone and the clock that has replace my heart is all I hear. Tick. Tock.

The world before me is destroyed.

The trees, gone, the green grass, gone, the skyscrapers that once touched the sky are now nothing but rumble. All that is there is a wasteland. Tick. Tock. I take a deep breath but the air is useless.

I no longer need it. Tick. Tock. I just have to run. Tick. Tock. I have to do my mission. Tick. Tock. Kill the men that ruined this world. Tick. Tock.

My code is 0A00 but my lover called me Air.

I’m a cyborg I know this. My skin is flesh but my bones are metal. My hair is silver but real. My eyes are blues but made of glass. My insides. Tick. Tock. I’m not so sure.

I walk not sure of what to do. My lover. Tick. Tock. We were hiding in a underground lab. She made me I think. She said we used to be lovers before this all started. Tick. Tock. I don’t remember. I’m Air she said that was my name yet these dog tags say I’m nothing more than a toy that can be replace.

Are there others like me? Tick. Tock. Do they have a love like me? Do they not remember like me. Do they have the same mission as me? Or were they made to kill me?

Jamie, that was her name, my lover. Tick tock. Tick tock. She said I was the first to be made that I maybe the strongest. I could tell that was a lie. I’m flawed, I have too many emotions, too many human parts. The others, they can kill be so easily.

I walk into a destroyed city some buildings still stand. Expect for the skyscrapers, I remember, I used to stare at them when they were standing. Tall and proud, they seemed so strong and high up, but now they are nothing just like the rest of this world. I stop, a head of me I hear the faint roars of engines. Louder and louder until I see them. Men cheering, raising fists high in the air as bottles were passed one to another. Bandits.

Jamie told me of them, they started to pop up everywhere when this world was turned into hell.

The lead car honked at me but I didn’t move. So the cars speed up. Fools. I raised a fist and just as the car was close enough and smashed it right into the hood. The men flew out of it and onto the ground behind me.

Tick. Tock. Time to have some fun.

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