A Girl Called Lucy

Chapter Nine

Cody walked through the halls of the Third Division building shuffling through the papers he was supposed to pick up. His mind was far from his paperwork though; his mind was worrying about Lucy. Images of the little girl who stared helplessly and hopelessly at the ground, the girl who hated the world, who shut everyone out to the young woman who had not a clue about the world she was living in. Cody shook his head vigorously, trying to get the images out of his head. Taking her memories…is going to end up backfiring, he thought miserably as he opened the door to the condo on the top floor of the building. Cody walked in and noticed the back room door was opened and his stomach tightened. He slammed the papers down on the table and walked into the room to see Hunter sitting in the recliner with a beer on the table, his eyes glued to the screen. Cody shifted his eyes to the screen and noticed that he was playing Lucy’s memories back.

“Why do you feel the need to see this again?” Cody said with a dissatisfied tone.

“Helps me remember what I saved her from,” Hunter answered. “Look, Cody.”

“I’m not watching that anymore,” Cody scowled as he looked towards the ground. But the heart-wrenching scream lured his eyes to the screen and he watched through Lucy’s eyes as her mother fell to the ground, her eyes wide open and lifeless. The fire that billowed all around her and the men that ran around in the darkness of the night, grabbing children and throwing them in cages. Lucy was clutching her stuff bear as she poked her mother, in hopes to rouse her. Cody tore his eyes away from the screen when the men dragged Lucy by her hair, her screams screeching into the night. Hunter paused it when Lucy was looking out of her chain-linked prison. He looked at Cody.

“Did you get the paperwork?”

“Yeah I got it,” Cody mumbled. “It’s on the table.”

“You’re starting to get short with me,” Hunter chuckled as he got up and followed Cody out.

“I wonder why.” Cody crossed his arms and leaned against the counter and watched Hunter. “It’s been a week since she’s been on that mission.”

“Do you worry about her?”

“She didn’t know what a movie was,” Cody sighed. “I can’t help but worry. What if Division One catches onto something?”

“Division One?” Hunter looked over at Cody with a smug smile. “Don’t make me laugh. They’re airheads.”

“Like your one to talk,” Cody muttered under his breath as he eyed Hunter. You weren’t the one to raise her, Hunter. No matter how many times Cody tried to clear the thought from his mind, he thought of Lucy as his daughter. He raised her, he saw her transformation and he’s been there ever since he picked her up out of her cage.

“What do you plan on doing with Lucy?” Cody asked quietly but Hunter didn’t seem to hear him as he scowled angrily at the computer.

“Someone broke through my firewalls,” he shouted angrily. “Cody, you need to redo the security. I can’t have someone looking at my files. It’ll ruin my whole reputation.”

“What do you plan to do with Lucy?” Cody asked again, more forcibly this time. Hunter crossed his arms and looked at him. Cody’s hands tightened into fists. “You created her to be a killer. Do you realize what else you’ve taken from her? Not only her memories, but her own identity.”

“I made her into what I needed her to be.” Hunter huffed and took a swig of his beer.

“Do you not consider the consequences?” Cody barked and Hunter looked over at him with a bored expression. “So when she’s done with her purpose, what do you plan on doing with her?” Hunter didn’t answer. Cody straightened up and glared murderously at Hunter. “You plan on killing her.”