Dakota Fairchild; The Vigilante's Mark

Part 1, Chapter 2

You know, looking back I see myself as this Bungalow over water, supported by four pillars; Mom, Dad, Eli, and my training. When Eli came to pick me up from school, he had his poker-face on. Uh-oh, I thought. I didn't think he had ever realised it, but he tended to dawn that I-shall-show-no-emotion mask. What's he hiding from me? Well, I'd learn patience soon enough.

Our house isn't fancy, it's just high-tech and has a tight security system. We used to live in Bloomsbury Meadows, which was like a neighborhood for people who worked for that Utopian company Pater-tech. My parents used to work there until I fell sick. I mean, our Nanny-bot used to help out with our groceries and shaking up my formula bottles, but when I fell sick and Pater-tech paid for my Pater-Med bill, my parents packed up and took me and Eli to a moderately well-sized house. A while ago, I racked my brains for details about my parents and what they did before moving to The Eta and what life was like right after we had settled in our new house. They seemed to have run away from Bloomsbury Meadows faster than a bird would if it had flown back to its nest - only to find a huge snake twisting and stretching out in its crib. Strange.

Anyhow, my parents were doing something important, and it definitely involved that Pater-tech company.

It's strange, now that I know everything; their plans, what they intend to do in a few months. I need to make sure I can trust you. Will you go and narc on me? Will you work against me? I hope not; if you get in my way, I will have to kill you. You see, as soon as my parents were found dead, my life changed into a game of Football - the only difference? The game is now me against a full-fledged team; muscles, Intelligence Officers and all.

Hey, no biggie. I was trained for this.