Running Part 1

[Serpentis]

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  I should probably mention who I am..
  
  And why I am now running for my life...
  
  
  
  My name is Richard Bolton, formerly detective Bolton on Gran Canaria in Eden.
  
  Until recently I had a good life working as a officer of the law under the military's watchful eye, never questioned and I never had to answer any troublesome questions. My time as a cop on Leeds gave me the experience I needed for the job.
  
  Why work for a bunch of religious freaks?
  
  Why not?
  
  Their entire society is to bring peace, and Eden is a perfect example of that.
  
  Good pay, hardly any work other then showing oneself out on the streets at times, or showing off the car when on patrol. Made people feel safer, well. That was until a couple of weeks ago.
  
  First murder in Edens short history, another district, not my jurisdiction.
  
  Then came the big bang so to say, an explosion in Eden Square, fifteen dead, over a hundred wounded.
  
  Anarchy ravaged the streets when the peoples quiet life became a living hell in the middle of their peaceful dream home.. 'Eden', became the land of Nod in an instant.. Lifeless, and harsh..
  
  People began to regress when fear gripped them and caused them to care only of their own safety..
  
  This wasn't the case of the True Virulians, they where always calm.. To damn calm for my taste, it isn't human keeping calm when something like this threatened them.
  
  The third day after the bombing two bombs where set off, another close to the center of the colony and another in the harbor.
  
  People where ordered to stay indoors and keep calm..
  
  Yeah right, like normal humans can keep calm when their block could blow up at any moment.
  
  Me and my precinct where taken in to find suspicious activity and search for an explosive device in our area, after 2 days of searching we had nothing more then we had the moment we stepped out of our building.
  
  That's when the Military closed off three districts in total and didn't say a peep..
  
  For days we continued to search, not knowing if we and the civilians around us would go POOF at any moment.
  
  We saw people crying openly, begging their creator for salvation and help.. Damn fools I thought to myself, not knowing that only a week from now I'd be in the gutter asking the Creator for the same damn thing.
  
  It's not like they held the civilians prisoners in their homes, but they had ordered a curfew so that patrols could spot suspicious activities.. That is what we where now, patrol dogs, watchmen..
  
  It was, the last Friday of the month when me and my partner, an 'form' as they called themselves, a bloody tin-can according to me, but 'Freddy' was pretty fun for a robot I had to admit, it reminded me of my brother's humor back on Leeds, brute humor so to say.
  We had been investigating a block not far from our station, a currently unused complex that was planned to become a new residential complex next month or something.
  Me and Freddy had gone in as if the building was 'hot', weapons drawn and working as a team clearing each apartment one by one. It was on the top level we found the device, some sort of.
  
  Two large cylinders on each side of a large metal drum, each cylinder contained a green fluid which bubbled queasily. We also heard movement in the room inside the apartment, rapid footsteps and weapons being loaded.
  
  Freddy took up location by the wall where the door to the room was, to have a better angle to shoot who ever came running out. While I moved to back him up, a moment later we heard the energy weapon being primed, a slow humming followed by a loud scream. The energy beam cut trough the apartments wall and cut trough Freddy as if he was made of.. Well, flesh.. I ducked in time and saw two figures wearing robes running out to greet me. Holding automatic pistols and a small dagger.. I fired two shots, both hit within seconds, and two dead bodies hit the floor with blood gushing from the wounds in their heads.
  
  A second larger built form walked out, his energy rifle primed and the humming grew louder, my first shot hit his torso which took the bullet as armor would, the second hit home, right on the energy pack of his rather large rifle. The humming stopped and the scream-like sound came again, but this time it was drowned out by the explosion that followed. My heart had stopped for a moment, when I feared the energy guns explosion had set of the device in the room.
  
  When the black smoke had cleared I was alone, with half of my partner and a ticking bomb.
  
  Communications where down and the device had began to tick, since I had not a single idea of how to deactivate the bomb I decided to run for it.
  
  Perhaps I would have time to call in the military, they if someone had the knowledge of this device.. I hoped..
  
  When I had ran down two set of stairs, the bomb detonated.. I was flown out of a second story window and fell towards the ground with growing speed, if not for my car which I crashed into, I'd probably be dead. Well, not that I wasn't hurt, ***k no, I was in bad condition I sh** you not. But I was alive, a few broken ribs, a cracked collar bone and some very bad cuts. But I was alive..
  
  The complex was left mostly unharmed, perhaps the explosion of the energy rifle had defused one of the bomblets or something.. I'l probably never know the truth.
  
  Because the last thing I remembered was waking up in intensive care, after some minor surgery. I say minor cause in Eden nothing is rather.. Major.
  
  To my biggest surprised I was handcuffed to my sick-bed, and a black armored guard wearing the military logo was standing a meter away.. Keeping me under guard..
  
  I was now the prime suspect of the military.. They called me a liar when I told them what had happened, they said that I had lied of my past, that I had belonged to some sort of Anti-AI organization.
  
  I spent days in an detention cell, each day promising another interrogation. Each day I told them I was innocent..
  
  I was made out to be the enemy, by the enemy.. Me!? A man of the law.. A man that only wanted a little peace and quiet.. I who had never killed a man in service.. Until now..
  
  
  
  

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