A continuation of the story from “Shocking”
“DASIC”
“He’s not here.”
“He has to be here, I mean where else could he be?”
“Well I don’t know Red, but his RSI is not here!”
“Operator, do a full scan of MegaCity for MetaLogic RSI”
“Yes sir.”
RedAlibi, Setunde, and Calliope are standing around where Meta’s RSI
should be after his fall from the building, but all they see are pieces
of glasses.
“Attention all Exigence and Cypherite operative, be on the look out for
MetaLogic, if you find him, please contact me and tell me his
location,” ordered RedAlibi on the broadcast freq.
“Operator, what are his signs like?”
“Red, they are normal, brain, health, body heath, blood pressure, heart rate are all normal.”
“Ok, so he’s still jacked in, whatever you do, do not remove his jack!”
“Yes sir”
MetaLogic wakes up, he doesn’t know where he is, he’s in a daze, but
something doesn’t feel right. He slowly stands up, he is in a fog. He
taps on his Bluetooth to try to establish connection with his crew, but
nothing, all he is getting is static. Then all the sudden, he hears
footsteps, he twist around and struck whatever is in front of him.
However before he can make a blow, the person grabs his hand and stops
him. A man in all white steps out from the fog, he is wearing a lapel
with golden wings, and he holds a black rose in his hands.
“Hello Mr. Summer”
“Ok, who the hell are you, and where the hell am I?”
“You are in a construct, which can only be accessed by a select few a few that are called Guardians.”
“Guardians?”
“We protect the Matrix, and we protect those that are in the Matrix,
some of us protect whoever we are assigned to, others like me, protect
a very specific person.”
“You’re DASIC aren’t you?”
“Yes I am, and I think you know who I am talking about to.”
“Of course.”
“Ok, so how did I end up here, and how do I get out?”
“Before I let you leave, I feel like I must give you something.”
DASIC takes out an envelope, and hands it over to Meta. Meta inspects
it, and finds a drawing of a black rose on it. He looks at DASIC and
puts it in his coat pocket.
“Well, take care Meta.”
All of the sudden, everything goes black again. Then Meta sees the rush
of green codes of the simulation. He lands hard on top of the
Government building in Park East. He taps his Bluetooth ear piece and
he could hear chatter on the faction channel.
“Red, we got him, he is in Park East, on top of the Government building.”
“Roger that operator”
“Hey everyone, I’m fine, I don’t know how the hell I ended up here, but I did.”
“Are you ok Meta?” Ask Setunde.
“I’m fine, a little disoriented right now, but it should pass.”
“Ok, well I want you to jack out and report to the Medical wing of the base,” ordered Red.
“Yes sir.”
Meta begins to walk down the stairways, and then he notice the note. He
takes it out and opens it up. He slowly reads it. He lets out a sigh
and tucks it back into his coat.
He then reaches down to the closes hardline and jacks out of the Matrix.
Back in the base, he is sitting on the medic table and being examined.
“Well, looks like everything is ok, your Jack Port hasn’t suffered any
damage, and neither has your body.” Reported the Doctor. Just then the
operator walked in.
”Tell me, how I ended up from one part of the simulation to the next without dying,” ask Meta.
“I think it happened when your RSI lost contact with your body for a
quick second, and when it tried to reposition you, it just put you
there, that’s about as close as I can figure it out,” replied the
operator.
“Ok Thanks.”
Meta walks into his room and closes the door. He sits down in front of the computer and begin doing research.
