Mission Reboot

Objective 4: The List

I got up and looked around the room till I found a pen and paper then started to to write things down. I needed a list, and I needed it now because I was about to get back in the business. I spent hours on it, collecting my thoughts and past questions that needed answers.

The next thing I see is "power down mode" come to my vision and I sigh as my vision leaves first my body goes limp, and I hit the bed with a thump everything else powering down not long after.

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A battery shows up in my vision and it goes from a red to a green and I sit up rubbing my head. I may be a cyborg now but how I felt didn't make a lick of difference, I felt like I had the worst hangover ever. I looked around the room and saw my list as well as other photos and paper around the rest of the bed and I got up getting ready to start my plan. I pulled up the database and pulled up Kharlie's profile and finished reading it, the most surprising thing was what she did for a living but the fact she had two powers. The only thing was her skill level is low so she couldn't use both at the same time and if she could not for very long. I closed out of it and got out of bed walking into the living room and welcomed Kharlie as I took a seat.

I heard Kharlie clear her throat. "Morning Olympia. Not to rush you or anything but you can't return back to your old ways and the world isn't like it used to be, what do you plan to do?"she said taking a sip of her coffee, waiting for my answer.

I walked in and took a seat with a grin that could almost spell that my plan wasn't anything good. "Easy I want you to turn me in to the Galactic Informants of Law cause I'll be getting some answers." I announced showing her my list of what I was wanting to get done know that I was back. I wanted back into the game and I wanted to hit hard, and so I told her my plans to get everything back to how it was for me without feeling like I wasn't really myself.

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"How could you do this to me!" I said to Kharlie as the agents dragged me away and to the ship.

I was good at acting, Kharlie was another story, she wasn't bad at it but she was doing her best not to wish me good luck and to come along. Though I gave her credit in keeping herself together enough to get it done. We had spent an hour on this plan to get me into the inner wall, and turns out me being a cyborg that's not registered is illegal and to keep her from getting in trouble she 'reported' me to the G.I.L. She walked back into the house and I was put in a caged area in the ship under the main rooming area.

When we arrived I could tell it was night because moonlight shined into the door frame and the fact I was greeted by a Lunonian with glowing green eyes made a big difference. Kharlie had help me catch up on how things was and the Lunonian race was still the only race that was sensitive to the sun and could only walk around at night on other planets. He told the lower ranking agents called galactic patrollers to take me to sector C-1, 19.

As I waited in the room I took this time to learn more about my new body and noticed that the eyes recorded everything even when I powered down to recharge, so to pass the time I went over most of my week before going back months. I don't know how but eventually I had gone back years and I watched as thing around me slowly rolled back from ruins to the structures they once were. I skipped to before the building was destroyed and the night I had come in. I even watched myself in my old body fight the 'doctor' and me fusing with the wagnerdron, as we fought I could see where I could have improved but it's done and over now. I had just gotten to the part where he had the arm come out of the table and grab us another coming out to force us apart when I freezed it in time. What I was seeing was before I had released the wagnerdron a part of her soul never left me that day. I came out long enough to see I was still being watched by the camera but nothing else, so I went back and played where I had stopped it last.

Little did I know that I was about to get a shock of a life time cause I had just saw me pass out and was still watching when the agent came in. I hurried and finished looking up at the agent from before. His glowing green eyes stood out against his pale skin and his dark oak brown hair, his black suit not helping with his skin. The lights dimmed down and he walked into the room taking a seat across from me his hands on a folder in front of him on the table.

"Alright now start from the beginning and tell me who made you and what your objective is?" He said with a straight face.

I sat up and folded my hands together setting them on the table and I gave a moment to think. "Well my mom and dad met, fell in love and then poof I was in the picture, but if you want......" He cut me off there.

"That is not what I meant and your not human so start over." He had a frustrated tone to him as he let out a long breath.

"If you want to get technical I am human stuck in a cyborg body and I don't even know how!" I yelled a bit letting out a bit of my own frustration.

"Right and I'm a old man stuck in a young body." He said mocking me.

"Could've fooled me." I said more to myself rather then him but by the look he gave me I was going to have to prove it some how and lucky for me I was me. "Okay fine then how about this what if I can tell you something about myself that no one knew about me except in the secret files."

He got a look of interest and he sat up straighter looking at me as if waiting. "Olympia Zaylon wasn't just the best undercover detective but also the youngest being only......" I paused for dramatic effect and watched as he leaned in closer able to tell he was slightly holding his breath and I lightly smiled finishing. "... 20 years old and having an above skill level of 13." I sat back watching him. He sat back his jaw dropping to the floor, we sat like this for several minutes before another agent walks in.

"Storm, here's the information she was talking about." He hands it over and leaves and the agent I'm guess name is Storm opened it up and read it over careful so as not to ruin the aged brown paper in his hands.

"This is remarkable." He finally said as he finished reading the last page and looked at me. "Even in this it doesn't say your age but it does suggest the age 20 but my question now is how, how do you know this even after more then three hundred years have passed?" His hands folded on the folder and he looked at me with an unreadable look on his pale face.

I gave a small shrug sitting back and propping my feet on the table hands behind my head. " Because I'm her but you know I'm just a cyborg how would I know." The next thing I know is he stands up to agents come in and I get dragged down a white and grey hall into a new room and strapped to a table. The wall across from me had a viewing window and in front of me was a multi-purpose extraction laser and it buzzes to life getting closer. I tried to get free but nothing was working and I felt like I was loosing hope all over again just like three hundred years ago, that is tell I felt something stir inside me and I felt I was pushed out of the driver seat in my body as I watched in more of a third person veiw.

"Not this time." A voice in my head said and I watched as my eyes changed from a blueish green to a silver grey color and my body slowly start to change shape the brackets holding me snapping away.

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A/N:

Character(s):

Name: Olympia Zaylon
Age: 20?
Race: Zakiyan and Noelanian mix
M.P. & Level: Soul Magic, 13
Skill: 11
P.B.O & P.A.M: *Zakiya; Zakiya
Social Rank: Was Under cover detective, Now Dead, Reality Unknown
Bonds: Kharlie

Name: Kharlie Vyla
Age: ?
Race: Zakiyan 45%, Noelanian 30%, Lunonian 15%, & Lamronian 10%
M.P & Level: ?, 11
Skill: 7
P.B.O & P.A.M: *Noelani​, Zakiya
Social Rank: Wild life keeper
Bonds: Olympia

Name: Storm
Age: ?
Race: Lunonian
M.P & Level: ?
Skill: ?
P.B.O & P.A.M: *Luna,
Social Rank: Agent
Bonds: