Tara screams for help while dragging herself across the ground weakly. She starts pulling herself to a ladder railing that is too high for her reach. Tara starts too fell miserable and thinking she is going to die. She looks to her right shoulder and pulls down her jacket to see her shoulder that is missing, taken by the vicious and cruel dark droid. She crawls helplessly to a garbage can near her that is quite ancient but very common. Narita City still uses garbage cans but only for the aesthetics. She read about it once in an online article not knowing the aesthetic that is no longer in use would help her. She slips on an occasion on the wet mud caked puddles floor overflowing with Tara's cold dead touch. She thought she was going to die in the lonely dimly lit alley way. The hum of people, cars, and lights start to grow louder and Tara looks out of the alley. People walking through the streets and driving. Tara reaches up for the can and pulls herself up and looks down upon herself. She is dirty and has a malfunctioned ankle. She slowly limps out of the alley to look out on the building with many fluorescent and beautiful lights making her glow like them too. She looks farther down the street to see the Geisha statue beautiful and gorgeous in its peaceful stance. Tara feels safer and less worried now blending in with the crowd. She looks over to infant of the Geisha and sees her motorcycle. Tara slowly walks down the street looking at the new lights shown upon her.
The city early in the morning where it is still dark in the sky is very beautiful. The bioluminescent lights glow brighter than they have. Tara looks over to a glowing sign advertising the new iholo 7 showing pictures of an elder man scrolling through a holographic and invisible device. The blue background reminds Tara of the lights on the droid making her close her eyes and start to shake almost as if a person were about to cry. She heads up to her motorcycle and looks through a side pocket on her cycle and finds an extra eyepiece. She puts it on her left eye and a bunch of screens only she can see pop up before her. She searches for a place where they can fix her up and an ad pops up for a new iholo 7 and she looks at the weblink. Holoproducts.webnode.com. It is easily shown that people have had no trouble hacking into it and setting a high price for all the products and has set the home screen as a quote from someone. " Do not trust HoloApple. Contact for help". Below that was an encrypted number hidden in Japanese writing. Tara grew curious and saved the website and the number. She hops on her bike and winces when she hits her ankle upon the seat then proceeds to sit.
Tara arrives in a bustling place where there are no problems. No drugs. No sex. No violence. That is what it looked like from afar. Inside the Narita Plaza, One might find many of the glories such as food, shops, drug dealers,crimelords, Police droid, Electric lights, Prostitutes and many more of that sorts. Tara looks for a place with a burger sign and arrives inside the shop. She smiles at the cooking droid and sits at a booth on her eyepiece researching on what the website was about. She looks behind her outside the window to see a man steal a wallet from a woman pocket while the woman is receiving drugs. The drugs remind her of what she originally came to the city for. To deliver the money. Tara did not want to do anything with the money, She did not want to see Rick again. Tara opens a file on her eyepiece and looks at the number. Tara fumbles for a bit thinking about either contacting it or not. Tara tapped fingers against the table monotonously. Tara heard screaming outside and did nothing. She had nothing to worry about since she hears screaming everyday. That a when she remembers what happened earlier. She was screaming too. No one came to help her. She put her eyepiece down and set it on the the table on locked mode. She got up limping and headed outside where the quiet crowd whispered in soft murmurs because of what was happening in the middle where the statue of a large clockwork was. A few men were surrounding the statue wearing all dark gray clothes. One tall one hooded. Her attackers. In a sudden movement, They grabbed 5 people from the crowd almost coordinated and ripped themselves entirely revealing the droids they were. They all climbed up the statue and held their victims by the collar of their shirts or jackets. The crowd still whispered while Tara tried to do something. " Let them go!" She said behind the crowd so no one would know who it was. But the dark droid figured her out. His bioluminescence shined brightly against the silver of the other henchdroids. "Tonight they will kill another. Tomorrow another as well. HoloApple must be stopped. HoloApple can not be trusted. Go on their website to learn the truth." All the droids said in the same dark monotonous voice. Several seconds later the 6 people were dropped to their death. Blood seeps through where they landed. Tara looks up to where the droids were but they are gone. Tara stands cold in the crowd of people. People like her. They did nothing to stop the death of 6 innocents. Sirens are now heard and all the screens on the buildings show a live broadcast of a news reporter. " Unfortunately, 6 now dead from the incident. The suspects who caused the death are still the S-Droids. All is being done to stop these droids." All the screens go black for a second and turn back on to whatever it was earlier. Tara stands still horrified by the act goes inside limping and screaming every time she bumps her shoulder against something and goes onto the website to contact the mysterious character.
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БоевикIn an urban and hyper realistic future, Androids walk among us.The androids are used in many different ways. Cleaning, chores, shopping, etc. Everything may seem fun and exciting. But some droids have gotten intellectual and know who they are in the...