Avalon

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You Are Not Alone

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I break down, fear is sinking in

The cold comes, racing through my skin

Searching for a way to get to you

Through the storm you...

Go, giving up your home

Go, leaving all you've known

You are not alone

It was chilly outside and slight wind blew Noel's now long-ish hair. He waited for the assistants to grab his backpack and unfold the chair. Somewhere, possibly the state base, it was decided he's gonna be in the chair full time, most likely after that flimsy moment of loosing the control over his own body in the moment of emotion, so nobody even tried to offer him any choice over that. He was expected to arrive and maintain his chair accessory the whole night with somebody being available for assistance at all times.

So he kept his mouth shut for once. He obviously made a scene enough for those in command to take action and somehow he suspected it was in fact very far from his actual health issues.

And now he was expected to be this neat dude with manners and actually behave because he wasn't in the protection of a starship intimacy. He was out of the cocoon for all universe to see on television and whatnot. The local media seemed to shadow what it once used to be on Earth. Same tabloid style quick gossip pools and all the other shit. And then there was this side of highly sophisticated media that analyzed the shit out of everything and debated over the high quality stuff only seriously devoted could even grasp at.

He did neither. Only thing Noel ever had followed closely was news. The quick list of most highlights of the day and most importantly criminal activity. That flash type of information flow was what he was interested in. All because of that distant yet still powerful past. One that once held quite some promise but wilted like a desert flower at the end of the monsoon. And yet he kept hoping for some miracle while now attached to a mechanical device like an AI interwoven with its metal parts.

And he did feel that way most of his life. This was exactly like his commander would like him to be. Tethered to a controllable things without a way to be his own person and do stuff the way he wanted. Being tethered was clearly the way federation wanted him be for the rest of his life so they could feel safe from yet another rebel out there. And yes, Noel was a rebel. Always had been.

Even way before the escape Noel has been the rebellious one. And of course Samara too. They've always been trouble makers and that made them too dangerous. Eventually life did it's own corrections before anyone else could and so the Federation could care less. But that never gave that freedom to any of them. As far as he'd heard there were few more that went similar way and since then either was never heard of or became tethered to some shit like a position or other shit. Yeah, escapees were never fully free especially those that became public spot of shame to the whole system. FoPU was always into them because to society being a known rebel and anti-movement that became dangerous.

And true, they all were danger to anyone because they could kill without a blink and do any crime without leaving a mark. Because the training included all that crap from performing a perfect crime to erasing absolutely any single mark of that. And all the government and every single law and military to whatever else was there got completely terrified and paranoid. So in other words they could not pull any control over any of the metas from the project however slowly letting the fate right itself for each of them. So Noel got this issue after receiving deathly enough and definitely extremely strong force field explosion load which literally made his body fly up in the air only to find gravitational force to pull him low down on the ground, breaking his body in half and then some. That was the part that took him down from high and simply tethered him to a control of the Federation of Planets United.