Hacker's Euphoria

Pilot - Rude Awakenings

' ' Sasha. . .Saaaashaaaaa. . . ' '

The voice called out from the darkness. Why couldn't she see anything ? Where was she ? She wanted to move but it felt like she was being held down. . .Sasha could feel the sweat slowly grow along her face as she tried again to struggle against whatever was holding her down. To no success. What was happening to her ?

Suddenly a bright light shines down on her. She could only make out what seems to be an operating lamp shining down onto her.

' ' Oh good. You're still alive. Honestly I was a little worried I lost you for a second there. You asked me to hook you up with cybernetics and then you die on me ? That'd be a pretty fuckin lame way to go if you ask me Sasha. ' '

Small clicks were heard. Raising her own hands up infront of herself. Her vision was blurry.

𝙻𝚘𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜. . .

𝟷𝟶%. . .

𝟸𝟼%. . .

𝟻𝟷%. . .

𝟾𝟿%. . .

𝚄𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎

Her vision slowly clears as her iris scans her arms showing the new implants inside her body. Everything seemed to be just how she wanted it.

Suddenly the figure of the voice comes into her view. A male wearing a half smiling-half frowning stage play mask.

' ' Ah- Chris are we sure this is all up to date ? This feels. . .weird. . . ' ' Sasha said putting her hand against her temple. Her head was throbbing. It hurt just to think too hard.

' ' Yeah yeah Sasha it is. Go look in the damn mirror if you're so scared. ' ' Chris replied with a sigh of annoyance escaping his lips. He slides back towards his computers and simply starts typing once more.

Sasha grabs ahold of the side of the operating bed and stands up. Holding onto the side so she can regain her balance. So Dizzy. She shouldn't even be moving but she has to make sure. . .she gently slides her feet along the floor making her way to the nearby mirror.

' ' Let's. . .see. . .Long brown hair. Check. Pink eyes. Check. Hah. Well at least I'm still me ' ' she pressed her index against her lower eyelid and pulls it down as the iris showed a loop of falling cherry blossoms. ' ' Chris you didn't have to give me the custom irises. I was joking about that you know ? ' ' Sasha let out a small giggle before looking down to her outfit. She wore a black hoodie revealing a glitching skull t-shirt in the middle, her pants were deep blue jeans with holes at both her knees, for her shoes she wore simple pink sneakers.

' ' Alright. Chris I think I should probably take you out on that date now. At this point I think you earned i- ' '

The last thing she heard was a gunshot. Before it all went dark.

' ' FUCK ! ' '

Sasha suddenly shot up in her bed holding her hand over her heart. She was breathing heavily.

' 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 ! ! !

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 ! ! !

𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊 𝙲𝚢𝚋𝚎𝚛 '

' ' Routine breathing exercises my ass. ' ' She groaned, grabbing ahold of her bedsheet and throwing it onto the ground. ' ' What time is it Alicia ? ' ' Sasha took ahold of her nearby t-shirt and slips it on, standing up and tapping on the wall causing the curtains to suddenly break away into small cubes allowing the sun to shine in.

' 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝟷𝟸:𝟹𝟼 𝙿𝙼 𝚒𝚗 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝚈𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝙲𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚜 75 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜 Fahrenheit. 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 '

Outside the window flying cars zipped past the window revealing the futuristic New York. People walked along the ground as cars float above the citizens' heads.

' 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊. 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝚂𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜: 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚘𝚞𝚛, 𝙵𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚁𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝙾𝚏 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 '

' ' . . . Yeah. I know Alicia. ' ' Sasha sighs as she puts her hand against the window. ' ' You gonna remind me every day about that ? ' '

' 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜. '

' ' ah. . .right. Have you found Chris yet ? Tracked any of his cybernetics to any corner of the city ? ' '

' 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊. 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝. 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. '

Sasha remained silent as she takes a seat on her bed, taking her laptop in hand and opening it. ' ' I'll find him. He's got alot of explaining to do. ' '

' 𝙸𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝙷𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊 ? '

Sasha remained silent before letting out a small chuckle

' ' Yeah. I like to call it the Hacker's Euphoria. Now can you please help me find him. ' '

' . . . 𝙾𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚍𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕.

𝙰𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐. . .

𝙷𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝙴𝚞𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚊 '