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|| Dearly Beloved || Utada Hikaru ||
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|| Dearly Beloved || Utada Hikaru ||
Hello everyone, I'm Cali! Rewind, Hello everyone, I'm Cali! Pause, her face frozen, etching the details of every pore of synthetic fibers into her mind. She was gone again, slipping right through her fingers. Jace threw down the holo pad, gnashing her teeth. She kicked at the broken pieces of furniture, finding a piece of blue hair that had been cut, no doubt during a fight. Her voice rang in her head, the feel of her lips still soft on her own. "I quit this stupid game," Jace uttered, knowing the game master was listening. "So bring her back!" She had gone to the warehouse, Jarvis was already gone, but Black Jack was there, waiting for her, cradling Fina's unseeing eyes, having gone black due to the extraction of her core. "Jace I'm sorry," Black Jack whispered.
"We failed the directive."
"What do you mean?"
"Cali's gone Black Jack. They took her."
"Who?"
"The Game Master."
"How can you be sure?" She pulled out a hologram and tossed it at him. Black Jack caught it, the emblem. "He was wearing it the day of the broadcast, they were all wearing it now." Two triangles, side by side with a line going down the center. "What about Fina?"
"I'll die during the next round without her." Jace looked up at the sky, visible through a hole in the warehouse ceiling. "I'll be shut down... for good." Black Jack set Fina's head down, it would be rude to disrespect his fellow stealth unit. "What do I do?"
"Find Callisto, keep her safe. Bring her to Reiss if you have to, I don't care." His expression darkened, even if his partner was Jarvis, it wouldn't come to that. "We both know I can't do that." Reiss had a vendetta against Callisto for whatever reason, Black Jack wasn't going to just hand her over. They both froze, a broadcast flickering behind their eyes. The two of them rushed out of the warehouse, leaving Fina's corpse behind. They rushed to the center of the city, eyes turned upwards towards the large screen on the center of the train station's exterior. There were lights blaring in her pink eyes, her blue hair pulled into a high ponytail, she was wearing a frilly dress and high heels, but they all seemed to be a big too big, as though someone had rushed to pull it all together.
"Hi everyone, I'm Cali, your friendly idol unit! I know you all must be really scared right now, so I'm going to sing you a song to make it better!" The music flooded the streets, every loud speaker tuned into the broadcast. "Where is it coming from?" Black Jack asked, trying to trace the signal back, trying to use Artemis Mode to lock onto her registration code, but to no avail. Three minutes and fifty seconds later, it ended, but to Jace, it seemed to be the blink of an eye. "Can we trace it?" She asked, turning towards him, but Black Jack shook his head. "I know someone who might be able to."
"You're not thinking of Jarvis, are you?" The stealth unit shrugged, they were out of options.
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The microphone cut off, the music stopped playing. Callisto kicked off the heels, the dress sliding down her shoulders. "There, I did it," she uttered, tugging her hair out of the high ponytail. The Game Master smiled, his face still shrouded in the shadow of the hoodie he was wearing. "Brilliant, I'm sure the people are at ease, knowing their friendly, neighborhood idol is there to sing the booboos goodbye." Callisto glowered, stepping off of the platform, the computer generated audience disappearing. "Ooh, I'm so scared, the smallest and meekest of androids is going to punch me!"
"I did what you asked, now let me go!" He stepped back, easily grabbing her fist and wrenching her shoulder from its socket. It was lucky Callisto couldn't feel pain, otherwise that surely would have hurt. "You know I can't do that, besides, I'm your friend. Your only real one I might add."
"I have plenty of them and they aren't you!"
"Really?" He asked, clucking his tongue as Callisto struggled to push her shoulder back into place. "When you were in the hospital, who came to visit you?" She clenched her jaw, no one. The only visitors she had ever gotten were from her family and occasionally, a delivery of flowers. "Always the top of your class, always the one to get the lead in the play or the shining star of the debate club. Surrounded by people, but all alone. I know who you are Callisto, poor, lonely, Cali, whose own sister didn't visit her on her deathbed."
"You're wrong!" Callisto screamed, pushing her arm back into place. She lunged again, but he deflected her easily, knocking her to the side. "Still so frail, Dr. Grover didn't do you any favors." He grabbed a stray wire and roped it round her wrists, tying them behind her. "You're wrong, she-she's letting me live!"
"Is this what you call living? To be at the beck and call of any human that wants you." He pulled the wire forward and she fell onto her knees. "It's time to change things Callisto, I'm going to be the catalyst and you, you will be my pawn."