I am not the man you know me as. I understand what you must think of me, of what I did, of what happened in that forsaken apartment complex. I know what I think of myself, but I still see myself as a good man. That's why I'm resigning despite the fact that I am the only executioner to take down a Beyond in a single shot, A thing thought impossible since the beginning of our great organization. I'm not a hero, I don't even know if I'm a monster so I won't try to justify what I did, I don't think I could convince you, or anyone who reads this confession, but I will explain myself. That's what you want right, my side of the story, well, I will tell it then. Lets start from Mark 5, you know everything else about the mission before that point.
I had arrived at the Lo-Sec a few days ago, following up on the Yacoul murder and checking up on witnesses and friends of the family. I had finally gotten an interview with one of the detectives in charge of the case, and by detective, I mean a drone operator. He was overworked and underpaid, but he was still technically the operator of the device that came was the first to arrive on scene. I sat down with him and looked around his mechanical throne.
"So, You want info on a murder" He said putting his pad down and slowly bobbing in his chair.
"Yes" I said transferring the information over to his system. "Yacoul Unit, He was a minor coolant technician working on pipes section Alpha-334"
The man looked at the information and made a sideways frown with his mouth. "I mean, I guess I remember him" He pulled up the file "Yeah here, he was murdered in his home, at least, outside his home" I looked at the file and watched the recorded video of the drone arriving. I skipped forward a bit and watched as the examination took place, the operator continued to explain over his own voice on the recording. "I first thought it was an accident, no one has electrical scarring like that without a faulty strip, but then I noticed where it hit" The drone made a noise as it scanned the neck "The area which it hit was right on the spine, and the nearest dangerous strip was towards his back"
I closed the file and nodded "What do you think it was?"
"Disgruntled co-worker" He said nonchalantly "Coolant Techs are always killing each other for valuable information regarding pipes"
"With an electrical discharge?" I asked raising my eyebrows
"Simple re-wiring and moving the body" He pulled up a projected image of the room. "This was the data the Drone took and look" He pointed at the strip that supposedly killed him and the micro-movements in the carpet "This evidence points to a co-worker trying to make it look like a mistake, but it hit him in his spine and that's enough to tell me that the perp didn't want a lot of screaming or spazaming so..." He trailed off and put everything away.
I nodded and took several mental notes "So now what are you doing about it?"
"I've done all I can in the physical world, I passed it onto our systems intelligence and now they are looking for correlations and any evidence to who had motive and opportunity"
"Are these artificial intelligence?" I asked curious on the state of this operation.
"We have a couple Datalogical Intelligence in their, but they mainly run the artificial ones. They don't need to waste their time with something as simple as a database search"
"Hmmm" I said, with a little to much dissapointment in my voice. The operator must have noticed, but he didn't say anything, because his pad alerted him to something.
He turned to me with smoldering eyes "You're an executioner aren't you" He said anger appearing on his thin visage.
"Would it matter if I was?" I said folding my arms.
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The Executioners
Science FictionSix thousand years in the future technology has advanced to a point where man can be immortal, infinitely intelligent, or impossibly powerful. A secretive branch of investigators who use technology from even further in the future hunt down these Pos...