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The cyber core, the power that was passed down to me from my dad. It ran deep into my veins, pouring through my blood transferring the energy throughout my body. I didn't ask for this life, I didn't ask to made to search, to wander, but I knew I didn't have a choice.
He was lost, lost to time and space, beyond this world, trapped by his own cyber energy. My mom had vanished sixteen years ago, the day after I was born. The choice was, find my dad, travel the universe and dimensions, or be an orphan girl, and I could not deal with that pressure and pain, not while he was still alive.
The energy coursed through me, my eyes glowing a feint blue as my fingers bristled with energy.
" Let me pass, or suffer the consequences." I spat out, readying my body for an attack, as the core deep inside me echoed a low noise, answering my call for power. The core was alive, unlike any other power in the universe.
"You think you can come in here, and just demand use of my ship? You a child." The creature responded, standing up and reaching his hand down to grab twin blades.
Out of the corner of my eye, a mirror caught me, and the image of who I now was sent me into my memories.
"Lillia, are you ready?" My dad asked, looking down at me with his kind smile. This was the day that he vanished, the day that he told me he had to go away for awhile.
He had promised me, he told me he would see me again. At the time I was certain he meant right after I got back from school, but that wasn't the case.
He never came home, all that returned was a feint message for help from his cyber core. I could sense it in my veins when I got home.
The memories grew black as I felt a heavy strike to the side of my head. My body hit the ground and all was black.
"Wake up prisoner." A gruff voice spat out, as the world came slowly into focus around me.
My hands were in chains, and there were others beside me. Each had a uniform and a number, marked for a different prison sector.
Blood stained my head as I looked up at my jailer. A male, about thirty four. He was Octurion, a human like species covered in green scales.
"So, you tried to steel a ship from the Degi Arctus. These are some high charges, but the fact is the security film has it all. Your gonna spend a long time in Carsion 8. No bail, no release date. What is your name and age so I can forge your chains."
I knew there was no point to resist, and infact Carsion 8 was closer to my possible destination then I was now.
"Lillia Cryo Rillis, age sixteen."
The guard wrote down the information, then spoke.
"Green hair, silver eyes. Four foot two. Large scar above the left eye...."
He continued to jot down my information as I lost interest. Another prisoner caught my attention. Female, almost human. All I could see for a name was 182, her ID number. This didn't matter to me, what mattered was her stamp, she was going to same sector as I was. This could mean possible allie.
"Listen up you lot, " came a new voice, the voice of the man in charge. " You will all be out into a cryogenic sleep, when you awake, you will assume your new life's as prisoners. Once in your sector's, no one gives a fuck about you because you will never see freedom again."
He turned and left, as I was pushed into a standing pod. A light flashed and the world went dark once again.