Ch 7
"Thank God we made it out of that hay?" Lucas though scared at the time, on thinking back over the mornings travel from one bunker to the one they were now in filled him with excitement it had been some time since he had felt a rush like that. And the fact that Lyn was in fact waiting for them when they arrived only made it that bit more exciting.
Lyn had not spoken of how she had beaten them there though it was clear by her smile as they approached she greatly enjoyed that Ash nearly died right on the spot. She also had not yet said what exactly had happened to the Cleaner though Lucas new there was a quarry near, so he simply assumed she somehow had it hover right off one of the cliffs to is death, or at least it was the story he liked to believe.
Lucas then turned to find Lyn still stood in the doorway of the room he had chosen for her to sleep in.
"Lyn, whats wrong?" Lucas took hold of Lyn's hands and stared deep in to her dark eyes "What is it?"
"They were after me, Henry made the Cleaners and the Sweepers it doesn't matter if they programed you into them, Henry will have sent them after me and to kill who ever is with me"
"Whats the difference? And why would they be after you?" Lucas asked with a confused raised eyebrow look upon his face
"Henry can't find me, but he knows I've been switched back on, he's programed them all to find me and take me back to 'The Rose Building' so he can get me fixed to work for him again" she sat on the edge of the steel framed bed and started staring at the floor "Every country has them now, But they were the inventions that got Henry some of the funding to make me and Mat as well as many other genetic stuff, but I don't know much about them. The Sweepers come in after a bomb or something is destroyed or a battle field understand?" but she didn't wait for his answer she simply just continued without looking up "They search for life, but only that worth saving only if there is one hundred percent chance of survival if not they get passed over. They can be programed to find people like me and don't think by being underground we wont be picked up because they will find me if they pass over, but luckily because I now know what hes done I can track were they are and were they will be. If the Sweepers get me you wont be able to get me back they will be programed to kill you and who ever is with me. And then the Cleaners will be sent to clean up the seine and he'll have you picked up by them which means as the Cleaners don't save any life even with chance of survival you'll be left in the pits to die"
"So that, it was a Cleaner"
"Yes, both will be programed to search for me it just means that happened to be closer, All I can think is that the Sweepers will want to pick me up a cleaner will send a message of my location when I found me. Henry wont want a cleaner to pick me up in case it dumps me as part if it stronger programing to dump everything it holds in the pits. So I guess this means he doesn't care if your commanders want you back, he wants you dead, so for you only the cleaners will come, that's why that one payed me no attention until I stopped it from taking Tom"
"So when you blew up New York the Sweepers were sent to pick up only the survivors who would defiantly live?"
"Only if they were on the surface if they were perfectly fine, but underground they got left as well"
"Right then. So after that they were taken to the boats that came to Britain and the Cleaners went into the ruins"
"Yes, they take away all the debris and totally flatten the land so it looks like a building site just before the builders start work. All remains go to the pits were bodies, building material and so on are sorted to see what can be re-used and what gets burnt. Nothing matters, no history, art, nothing just what can be used to re-build a world the winner creates"
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L (Lyndon)
Science FictionCorporations have taken over the world and all goernments have been wiped out. their only goal is then to creat weapons to wipe out each other so the world is then ruled by only one. but there is one hope in this now unbelivebly changed world, one w...