Evalin Down

City of Morganite? More like hell!

Damn it!

Evalin had about forty flights of steps to get up now since the elevator was out of service. If she had been a regular human, she knew she would be done for. Lucky for her she was a humanoid. Or cyborg. Whatever the hell it was. It was the same difference in her eyes. A part of her wanted to go back outside and ask one of the citizens to give her a lift to her window in one of their hover cars so she could just fly through the window. Even better would be the look on their face after her asking for such an insane request.

Repairing the window would be effortless considering the number of gens she had saved up. Gens were the form of currency. Evalin found it ironic that was the currency name considering that the only five human populated cities were named after gemstones. The rest of the world was just populated by rogue mechanical beings that failed or short circuited and became lunatic killers. They lived in the places Evalin wished humans actually lived in.

Natural Forms is what the people called it. That's exactly what they were too. Areas of land that produced forests and lakes and rivers and so forth. Yet humans couldn't stand being in those areas. They preferred their humongous cities and the nasty pollution it produced. Even though somehow Earth-41 had a solution for that. They built these weird vacuums that looked like spaceships that hovered so far above the city they looked like specs, and they filtered out all the bad things in the air and as soon as they were full, they sent the ships far out into space.

All for it to be some other planet's problem as it reached its orbit and crashed into it like an asteroid. Evalin hated getting into politics and the way Earth-41 did things but that was one thing she thought was very messed up and selfish of them. What if one day they had to terraform one of those planets and they just destroyed it with pollution?

That was another thing she didn't get. These people were hellbent on staying here. The only thing they did not want to change was where they lived. No matter how filthy or dangerous the world got they sure didn't care. It was actually rather disappointing to Evalin how the people on this Earth lived.

Even though she lived in a large city that was filled with beautiful neon lights and insane visuals being broadcasted on screens all over buildings and sidewalks she noticed the majority of the population still very much was ungrateful. More than half of them were on dragons' breath and a lot of the violence that happened in back alleys she was told to just ignore and let them hash it out themselves! What a crazy thing to do as a cop!

Evalin understood why though. There were more terrible things to worry about. Like the humans who were half cyborgs making hell in the city, acting as if they were God and if humans being half robotic was mind blowing there was still rogue cyborgs themselves that didn't even have a piece of humanity to them at all running around just waiting to be caught and exiled out into the Natural Forms.

Evalin finally had reached her apartment floor; she knew if she had been human, she would be out of breath right now and begging for a hot shower and a beer. Forty flights of stairs! The city of never-ending skyscrapers! What a joke!

It only took Evalin a week on Earth-41 to realize this was worse than being cast down to Hell. Which was what her Earth had believed in if you were a bad person. What got on her nerves the most was getting used to not having to do normal human things. Like eating, needing water, having to use the bathroom. Her soul and subconscious still weren't conditioned to being trapped in a humanoid. Evalin struggled with muscle memories. There were many times she caught herself trying to go for a glass of water. Telling herself that 'there was no food in the fridge it was time to go grocery shopping.'

The only human-like thing she did was take showers and even that she had to get used to. Evalin had no reproductive parts or organs, just breasts. That was literally the only thing they put on this humanoid body to represent her of female origin.

Well thank God I wasn't a lustful person or a damned glutton!

Otherwise, this life would have been unbearable. The irony of that was the majority of the people on her origin Earth would not survive the life or body she was living in now. That was the only thing Earth-19 and Earth-41 had in common. The people were selfish and greedy and absolutely stupid.

Evalin made her way down the claustrophobic induced hallway. The walkways were always small and tight. It was almost like the architects who built this building had a bet on how many studio apartment rooms they could cram on each floor. It made Evalin subconsciously nauseated just thinking about it even though no matter how much sometimes she truly wanted to throw up her humanoid body just wasn't made for that.

Evalin held out her palm and placed it on the black slate where there should have been a doorknob on her apartment door and waited for it to scan her hand confirming that she was in fact the owner of the studio before it let her in. She always wondered what kind of brawl she would have with the system if it just one day didn't allow her to enter. Since she was technically a robot and the scanning system in the building was one, she hoped one day it would try her patience so she could send it a trojan virus. Something that was known to shut down computers on her origin Earth.

And good luck figuring that shit out, pal! Your ass will get replaced if you decide to not let me in one day!

It was almost like the security system could read her biometrics as well as what she was thinking because it sent a shrill screaming into her processing system and flung the door open for her instead of just unlocking the door and showing the usual green 'access granted' sign across her visual programming.

The actions of the system made her laugh. If the people of Morganite didn't think their technology had a personality of their own, they were absolute fools! She walked into her small studio flat and shut the door behind her, the system locking it for her. The first means of business now were a shower. Even if she was just a humanoid now her body still smelled, and her synthetic hair would be a mess if she went long without one. The price of having one of the most expensive humanoid bodies in Morganite. Well to her it wasn't a major price she was already used to showering when she was human even though no one in this city had a clue she was a human trapped inside a robotic entity.

That was just a secret that was between her and her captain and whoever else was above his pay grade. Which were people she never even got to meet. Once she was put in a humanoid (however the hell they did it she did not know) she was immediately sent to meet with the captain and was told that if she didn't go straight to him, they would short circuit her and she would just simply cease to exist.

After spending more time in the shower than was common for humanoids, she changed into a halter top and some tight jeans. Her instincts almost got the best of her again and she found herself in her unused kitchen trying to reach for coffee that wasn't there. Scolding herself internally she flopped down on her sofa and sent a signal out through her comms for the living room light to come on. A long bar across her ceiling lit up giving off the color of light blue. It was just bright enough to be bearable to read. Which is one thing that was missing from this world. A book. Evalin had not seen a book since she got to Earth-41 let alone just a single sheet of paper.

Evalin removed the chip the captain gave her from behind her ear and held it in her hand. She wondered what this assignment would entail. Would she finally get a proper fight out of a criminal? Would this truly be challenging? Or even better yet... Would she have to kill someone? The chip actually looked abnormal from the usual chips the captain sent her way. This one wasn't gray but an emerald green. What the hell could that possibly mean?

Hoping that she wouldn't contract a virus from the chip -because that would be the perfect karma after threatening the apartments security system- she plugged it into an insert in her wrist and laid back on the sofa waiting for the file to play and unfold in front of her.