Salvation 2035

Prologue 1- Some Go Low to Get High

『Tsuki』

     "So I don't have to go to jail?" I ask in confusion.

     I guess you don't know who I am. My name is Akatsuki Fujimoto and I'm twelve years old. I've been on the run with my sister ever since my parents died. You see, we didn't want to be sent to separate families so we ran away together. I mean, you'd do that too, right? Long story short, she took care of me for a real long time, so I thought the least I could do was get caught by the police instead of her. She insisted that I shouldn't and that she'd go instead, but then I told her that I probably wouldn't get too far without her anyways. So I'm here now. Pretty crazy, right?

     I can't lie, I'm really scared. I don't know what happened to her and what'll happen to me. I told the people that arrested me that I was alone, so I guess they believed me. But I miss her already. I've never been on my own before but it can't be that hard, right?.

     "No, you don't," the woman answers. Her name is Warden Ryleigh Cromwell. She seems nice and I think I can trust her. I mean, she gives me food and a place to stay. She has kind blue eyes and long blonde hair flowing like a river and has the face and stature of one of those porcelain dolls. A person like this just can't be mean. She's been spending time with me for a little while now until they get a place to put me. I've been telling her all about my situation, so I hope she has some pity for me. "But you do have to do some work." Her voice is really sweet and comforting too. How'd she end up working in a prison?

     "Work?" I question. "What kind of work, because I know how to fix a lot of stuff."

     "Oh, we know that," she answers with a little laugh. I guess I did steal a few vehicles and whatnot. "I can't tell you exactly, but you'll be making a lot of people very happy. Also, as opposed to being in jail for five years, you'll only have to do this for three, and you'll be making a lot of money."

     "Wow!" That's such a huge difference! Don't worry about me, Naomi, I'll be out in a blink!

     "You like the sound of that, don't you?" she smiles.

     "Well, yeah! Do all criminals get to do this?" I ask.

     "Um, no. Only special ones like you do," she explains briefly. 

     I don't know exactly what that means, but I guess it's good for me. Maybe it's because I'm a kid? 

     "You're acting pretty grown-up for your age, so you'd be a big help. We can leave now if you want," she suggests.

     I look over at the clock and see that it's about half-past eight. I guess if I go now, I'll have a full day ahead of me. In the end, I decide to go with her.

『Lindy』

     I finish up doing my winged eyeliner and head out of the dressing room and into the lobby. I take one final look at myself before leaving, though. This business is all about the look, I tell ya. I fix my silky, golden wig and turn around to look at my short, vinyl black dress. I pull up my nylons and attach them to a garter belt and step into my ruby red stilettos that match my lips. I may be a damned whore, but I gotta look kinda classy. Eh, it's about as good as it gets I suppose.

     But what the hell could Cromwell want at a time like this? If she wants to yell at me, she usually does it when I'm off the clock. As she says, every minute wasted in the evening is a dollar lost.