Number 501 (Needs Editing)

A Loving Voice

Even though 304 could be a cyborg or an android or a robot or whatever, he was still my friend. "I'm perfectly fine Reckt. I don't care what he is." I slid the remote back to her. She looked down onto it and sighed before picking it up.

"Fine." She said, running her finger over the green button and pressing that instead. I jumped to my feet and kept my eyes on 304. 304 stood up and looked straight at the wall. "304, kill Logan Brady." She stated. 304 nodded and locked his sights onto me.

"Shit." I said quietly under my breath before 304 grabbed my shirt and threw me across the room. I slammed into the wall on the other side. Before I could pick myself up, he did that for me and threw me to the other side. I hit the wall once more but before I could get up, he stepped onto my back.

"304." Reckt said to get his attention. "Here." She said to him as she handed him her gun. He aimed it down onto me but before he could pull the trigger I grabbed his feet and pulled him down. I crawled onto him punching him back and forth. I held him down and tried to knock him out of it.

"304! It's me! Logan! Your best friend!" He didn't care for anything I said, he just shoved me off of him and I tripped Reckt, knocking her down to the ground in the process and down went the remote. I grabbed it and ran to the other side of the room. 304 walked slowly towards me.

"304! Please! Stop! I don't want to do this!" But he wouldn't stop. He just kept coming. I closed my eyes but then his footsteps stopped in place. I opened my eyes to see him raise his gun to his head and pull the trigger. Blood sprayed the wall and he dropped to his knees, then to his face. He was dead, because I had pushed the red button. I saw the gun laying on the ground covered in 304's fake blood and I knew Reckt was going to head for it. I held the remote tightly in my hand and threw it at her. She ducked her head at it but when she came back up I already had her at gunpoint.

"Tell your son I said thanks for teaching me that." I said before shooting her right through the chest. She fell backwards onto the ground. She was dead. Reckt and Dynam were dead and it was time for me to get out of here. But I was still hoping for something else to work too. Since I had just killed Reckt, my criminal rating should be going up. I stared at my arm as the number bounced from 445 to 450. From there it hopped to 480 and then to 490. In a few more digits, the number I had on my arm was 501. No one had ever reached a criminal rating of five hundred and one. And there was a reason. The number began flashing and before I knew it, the five faded and so did the zero. The one flashed slower than before and within a few seconds the one downgraded to a zero. I was a free man. Legally.

I don't know why this happens, but they must have known about it. There must not be anything they can do. Or else they wouldn't have locked up 500. I held Reckt's gun in my hand and held it tight as I walked out of the security center with my hands up. I figured by now the guards had probably wiped out all of the prisoners. I was just using that as a distraction so I could get to Reckt. Even though Reckt came to me in the end. By exiting the security center, I was greeted with tons of bodies everywhere and blood by every one of them. Both guards and prisoners.

"Get down!" Someone screamed at me and I felt rifles pushed into the back of my head. I got down to my knees and looked up. These guys weren't guards, they were from somewhere else. Probably backup from Earth. They had tough armor and big guns and masks. I couldn't see their faces at all.

"Who are you?" They asked.

"Logan Brady. 0."

"A zero crime rating huh? How'd you get here?"

I simply just shrugged my shoulders and came up with a fake story that hopefully they would believe.

"Get him onto the ship. We're leaving in five. This place is a total graveyard. No one else is alive. We got all of them." One of them held my shoulder tightly and led me to the giant ship they had landed here with. They walked me on and sat me in a seat and had me strap in. I began looking all around the ship trying to see who these guys were. While doing that, I saw Prisoner 500. Well, not anymore. He held up his wrist and I saw the number zero printed perfectly. He smiled at me and then held onto his straps as we lifted off. We watched ECO SEC fade in the distance and we were just happy to be free. I fell asleep on the ride home but I woke up when we landed. I unbuckled my strap and they let us walk right off. They didn't question us, nothing. But then again, why would they? We have nothing to be guilty for. With a zero crime rating after all.

I stepped off the ship onto Earth. The buildings were huge, the air was fresh, and the day was new. Prisoner 500 stepped out beside me.

"So what are you going to do now that you're out?" I asked him calmly.

"Well, I'm gonna start thinking about the consequences in life. And after that? Settle down somewhere nice. Alone. Quiet. And finish myself off."

I turned my head to him in worry. "Relax Logan. I've seen too much and done too much to continue in this life. What about you? Got any plans?"

I paused and thought for a second. "I'm going to go see my daughter."

"Nice. How old is she now?"

"Well, it's been eleven years so, she's nineteen now."

He looked at me and nodded while smiling. "Good luck Logan."

"You too." I replied.

He walked the opposite way that I did. I slid about four steps until sitting down on a bench. There was a man standing next to me who was waiting for the bus like I was.

"Excuse me?" I said to acquire his attention. "Do you think I could use your phone for a sec?" I asked him. He nodded and pulled out his cell phone.

I slid it open and dialed a number before holding it up to my ear. It rang but eventually a voice answered hello. In which I replied,

"Hey baby. I'm home."