Bradley_A_T_Bright

After a tragic death we find out Kyle Davids (7) was really just a piece of code created by an A.I called C.O.D.E which is now being used as a mass production unit for thousands of cybernetic soldiers which would change the world forever.
Although the government have still yet to achieve the technology necessary, yet…One group of people have seen what they are planning to do so they were able to do what the government hadn’t, they created one host body and attached one C.O.D.E subject that was reachable because of an error they had supposedly found a subject trapped in a virtual place between life and death.
Will they end this suffering or lose it all? But is this really a chance for revenge? Are they really who they say they are though?
[LIES! IT’S ALL LIES!]

C.O.D.E

I slowly opened my eye to see us not falling to our deaths but floating above the jagged rocks hundreds of meters below.


Four was looking at me whilst laughing at me "haha- you should have seen your scared little face, ha. Poor little Seven." The grin still on his face.


"A little warning next time would be nice Nine!" The vehicle was smoothly humming as it floated along the cold air.


"What did I miss? I heard Four laughing his head of." Six was slowly rising up against the door looking at the surroundings and people around him.


&quot;Welcome back sleeping beauty. Having one of you hang overs from the recharge." Nine was starting to stir up conversation.


"No actually, I feel as if I just came from a spa. I feel refreshed. What were you laughing at Four?" He resumed an upright position on the chair


"I was laughing at the new guy. His face was priceless. He thought we were going to drive of a cliff." The grin was still on his stupid face


The journey continued for two hours filled with conversation until we arrived at a quiet house in a remote location with a little river about five minutes away.


"We're finally here after two long hours. How is everyone after that? Six? Seven? Four?… Nine? Oh, i'm good just talking to myself after driving and walking for twenty-or-so hours without sleep, your welcome Nine. Jeez."  Everyone began to leave the car.


The house somehow had a shroud of mystery that would almost beckon any person searching for secrets.


The door opened without a sound as you might not have expect it to. The rooms were filled with nothing but spine chilling silence it was almost supernatural.


Six walked in with a bright smile on his face looking as if he had the energy to run a marathon two times round.


"We're finally here. Home sweet home, oh how i've missed you." Six quite literally hug the wall as if it were a person.


"What's with him? Does he need help?" I whispered to nine with a confused look on my face.


"This was where he lived in the simulation, nobody lives here though because its supposedly haunted." Four started flicking the lights on and off while making ghost noises trying to spook everyone. He got a slap to the back of the head.


We all started to unpack while four sulked in the corner.


"So Six, this is your place? Its a bit dusty." Us two sat on the old sofa.


"Yeah. This is home. Nothing a good clean can't fix, I'll get started then." He started dusting the place down head-to-toe and shortly later all of us joined in. It took four hours to clean the place it was.


It was peaceful. The only thing that could ruin it was if four started to break all the glass pottery with his crazy mind of his. But this was home. This was our home.


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"Sir we found an abandoned store house with ruined scraps of previous machine weapons built by the fugitives. The place was also booby trapped leading to the death squad returning with 1/8 remaining." Silence filled the room


"Send a spectre." The man didn't reply. "FIND ME A FUCKING SPECTRE NOW!"


Chapter 8: Home sweet home