Ready To Die

I stretch my arms up and above my head before placing them back down again. I have no idea why I was out of a seemingly long time. In fact I do not really remember anything, my mind is blank, empty and I don't even know how I got here, I do not remember being moved to here, wherever here is. I try and get up but I can't get my legs to respond to any of my commands but I don't know why. I look up to see if I can get a sense of where I am and see some people looking at me. I try and see who they are but my vision is swimming in the back of my mind.

"Who's there? Show yourselves. I'm not scared." I shout into the blackness and at the shadowy figures. No one responds to my demand. "I said step into the light where I can see you or are you scared of what I can do." I laugh and lean forward in my chair – ready to kill anyone and everyone if it is needed, no matter who that anyone is.

"We're not scared of you, Atchaco." I stare at her. Atchaco? The name sounds familiar to me but I don't know why it does. "It should be you that is scared of us, not the other way around."

"I have powers and I am not afraid to use them!" I yell at her even though I believe that it wouldn't stop them.

"I don't even think you know how to use them. So, what use are they to you." I just huff at them but don't say anything's they are correct – I do not know how to use them. One of them slowly straightens up and strides their way over to me. They bend down in front of my face and smile while shaking their head. I am shocked to see who is standing there. I know she is very important to me but I can't get her name, it is on the tip of my tongue, but more importantly they look a little bit about me. "Do you even know who I am?"

"I know you are important to me but I don't know why. In fact I don't even know your name. Do you mind telling me?" I chuckle at her and she sighs.

"My name is Ashêanna Cornwall and I am important to you because I am your sister. Your identical twin sister in fact."

"Em. Okay. Do you know why I can't move my legs?" I say smiling at her. I mean she says she is my sister so obviously I can trust her. She wouldn't go against me, would she?

"Yes." Ashêanna says placing her hands on my legs and leaning in. "I do know why you can't move your legs but no, I am not her to save you though. Oh, certainly not. I am here to watch you die." I stare at her in shock before trying to escape but it is no use I can't go anywhere.

"Why! Why won't you not help me. Why do you want to watch me die. Why! You're my sister. My twin. My literal soul mate. Why would you do this to me." She hesitates before tilting her head in closer to mine so her rough lips are up beside my left ear.

"Cause you think you can trust anyone but in this game the rules are different. Life is different. And he's right, Atchaco. You can't trust anyone. Not even your family. You're on your own from now on." She lifts herself off my body while strapping my arms down on the chair and leaving, going back into the darkness.

I see another body in the darkness, they are holding something in their hand. It moves slightly and I see it glint off the lights from my body and I gulp. I know what it is. It's a knife. The man comes a little bit closer so I can just make out his face in the black. I know him and I don't want to be near him. Not right now. He whispers something in his cold, hard, cruel and lifeless voice and I just manage to make out what he was saying.

"Are you ready… to die?" My eyes would have bulged out of my head if it was possible but it was not. I just leaned back further, shivering in fear. He is prying ever so closer to my seat. Knife tightening in his muscular grip. A smug grin on his clean, smooth but deceiving face. He looks like someone who would be working as a police officer rather than a murderer or a criminal.

"What do you want with me? I don't even mean anything to you." I hiss at him while putting more power in my right arm so I can strangle him. "My dad did but you killed him. Isn't that enough for you or can you never be pleased?" I stare up at him and he rolls his eyes.

"Oh you really can't see it, can you. You really don't know. Don't understand. Never can, never will."

"You doubt my understanding. I'm the smartest person in the world and you say I can't understand."

"You may be a goddess but that doesn't mean you're the smartest being in the world. You may be part computer but you still aren't the smartest being in the world. Because you will never understand human emotions. A robot can't understand them so you can't either."

"Yeah, you're right I will never understand human emotions. Not to its full extent. But not because I'm a robot because I am not one but because no one can. Academically I am the smartest being and you won't win. Not against me, not against anyone. So don't say you will."

"Do you really want to test that theory because happily will?" He leans backwards and grins. "I will beat you because I know how to and you don't know how to stop me."

"If you know how to stop me then what is the knife for? You know that a knife can't kill me."

"A distraction. And it worked just the way I wanted it to. You were so distracted by the knife and me speaking that you didn't notice the robotic arm extend from the armrests and jabbed your hands. You're probably wondering what it does." He smiles as I look down at my hands where there is a just noticeable dent where I was injected with something. I looked up and nodded at him. "Well I won't tell you what it is but let's just say you will be meeting your dad really soon if you don't figure out what it is and how to get rid of it." I stare at him in shock.

"You just never told me one thing." I look up at him with a deceiving grin. "Why do you want to kill me?" He looks at me and hesitates.

"I had always wanted to kill you. The information I gave my dad was for you not him. Your dad was a nice man and didn't deserve what mine gave him. I told him to kill you because you were going to ruin my life and boy was I right. You've been better at everything than me. You've been praised for becoming a god to them."

"Well, yeah. Lady Macanese, goddess of the multiverse. That kinda gave it away."

"No even before the accident. You were so smart, so agile and they thought of you as a god. Believed that no one could do anything you could. You could predict the future and they thought you were from it. But there I stand in the background, in your shadow not getting noticed by anyone. You didn't care and I believe you still don't, do you?"

"If I had known that's how you felt then I would've made sure you could have been noticed. I would've given up my position if that meant you would have been happy. I always put other people before myself. I didn't ask for what they did. They just did it. So don't say any of this was my fault because it wasn't. If it was anyones it would have been yours." He smiles at me and instead of the mean on that is normally there it is a nice kind one. "So will you let me go. Let us be friends." His smile fades and is replaced with a death glare.

"No. We will never be friends. Not after everything I've had to do to get here. After everything my dad had to do. My family are all wanted criminals because you can't tell me the truth. I would have cut you some slake. Maybe torture you before finally killing you. Mercy." He laughs.

"That's your idea of mercy. You are a very sick man. I know I once said that you were nothing like your father but I was wrong. You both need medical help and I sure as hell give you it."

"Don't count yourself so lucky. I will never let you escape. I'm not ill. I'm not like my father. Never have been, never want to be and therefore never will be." He smiles as he presses the knife against my chest and I scream in pain. "Oh so there is still a human on you. This will be more fun than I ever thought." I stare at him trying to ignore the pain which is proving harder than I thought.

"Right arm at full power. Do you want to engage in a fight?" My cybernetics told me.

"Not right now." I say to my internal voice. Andrew looks at me, confused. I just laugh at him as he turns to walk away. "Okay, now." I say and my arm breaks free of the bonds that hold it down and grab Andrew by the neck.

"What! How!" Andrew squeezes out grabbing my hand but having no success in stopping it from strangling him. I smile before bringing his face nearer mine.

"I knew that you would be too busy talking about anything that I focused most of my power into my hand so I could break free." I then threw him at the wall giving me enough time to break the rest of the bonds and get power back in my legs. I wobble over to him and lean down. "I told you that you wouldn't win. So don't ever think that you ever will." I suddenly feel a sharp pain go across my stomach and buckle to my knee. Andrew sees his chance and comes to stable me in the back when I leap up and run out of the room. Leaving Andrew quivering in his own blood on the floor.

It took me a long time but eventually I made it to the exit and I ran into the street. I didn't know where to go. So, I just ran as far away as I could. I sat down on the ground and closed my eyes ignoring all the pain.