Self-Worth

Prologue

The Hunter

Surrounded by the aroma of artificial intelligence the Hunter felt the most at home, that is, if he associated with that ideology. The echo of murmuring machinery was the only reassurance he needed of his solitude, it was just him and himself drifting through the depths of space. His space freighter began its descent onto a planet in the Pale-strike system, or as its inhabitants called it: The Milky Way. The Hunter tried not to dabble in the presentation of the planet, its colour slowly fading with the centuries that passed. Its quirky design of green was gashed from place to place with the vibrant tinge of blue. He hated it.

"Entering planet Earth's orbit, prepare for landing", the computer communication stated as the Hunter took his seat at the controls. After a few moments of immense pressure building along the base of the freighter it had landed on top of a dusty rock face among a rustic terrain.

"Activating subject Z1-9's nanoids", the digital map built into the wall of the flight deck began to flicker, the technology homing in on the position. The screen showed the mapping of a southern country, then it faded to the circuits of its capital city. A light began to form within the complex of a public building inscribed on the map, it brighten as its representation started to move.

"We've got a runner" the Hunter said, securing his right hand with the tracker device that sat like clockwork along his wrist and forearm. He adjusted the electronic belt at his waist and watched as the light moved out of the building and onto the street.

After activating the space freighter's cloaking mechanism, the Hunter pressed into his belt and disappeared from the ship.  

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I've finally completed an actual storyboard so this story won't go nowhere. It may not be gold but at least I'm finally writing. I'll try to write as much as possible.