Daedalus

Kranor followed Ishtar inside. He saw a pretty nice cafe, and then he said, "Let's go there."

He pointed to the cafe. He tooke Ishtar's arm in his and walked to the cafe. They walked to a table. Kranor then pulled up a chair for Ishtar, and waited patiently for her to sit. He looked at the top menu. He saw chocolate milk. An original drinks, only for original people. he decided to get that. As he waited, he noticed a fedora he didn't have. He wanted to buy it, a rainbow coloured one, and then a matching suit. Kranor decided on the way out he was going to buy it.

Ishtar sat down at the cafe with Kranor. "I will have a choco macciato." Ishtar ordered. She didnt mind about drinking or eating since she had artificial organs. It wasnt like she was a robot that would rust or malfunction in contact with water based fluids. "I see that look in your eyes. You have made your decision or you desire something. Or you do even both." Ishtar said already noticing Kranors desire for the fedora hat. "Its a nice day isnt it? The sun is shining, barely any clouds, the warm temperature and the best thing is no crime for the whole morning. I guess this will be a real day off after all."

"Hey don't go off saying there's no crime, Ishtar. Crime just might be happening at this moment," Kranor said while nodding in agreement.

He ordered a large chocolate milk. "Oh, don't you love the look in my eyes when I desire, or made a decision about something?" He asked.

A few minutes later, the drinks were up and Ishtar got hers, and Kranor got his. He started sipping. "Okay, I think I made this question when i was about twelve... I don't know, but here it is: It is a colour inside of a colour. How is that possible?" Kranor said.

"You are right. But what I mean, there is no crime serious enough for us to be called in yet." Ishtar said. Then what Kranor said sort of made Ishtar blush a little. "Uhh. I was just wondering. Its just the way you looked." Then Kranor said something about a color inside a color. "What do you mean by that? I do not quite understand what you are trying to ask." What Kranor said was rather confusing to Ishtar. They got their drinks and Ishtar took a sip. It had a warm feeling although it was actually a boiling hot macciato. Nowadays her senses were mostly just synthetically made by her artificial organs and her slightly modified yet human brain. She couldnt really feel pain anymore. The boiling hot coffee was dampened to a mere warmth and falling of a building would feel like a pinch. She had a particular sensitiveness to not crush every single object she touch compared to more klutzy cyborgs with more primitive technology in them.

"Do you want to go to the nearby park afterwards? Or maybe go outside city limits and make a flight?" Ishtar said. She then shook her head and said: "Forget the second idea. It probably just annoys you."

Kranor heard what she said, as he took a sip. Mmmmm, this is an original drink he thought.
He nodded his head in agreement when she said there's no serious crime where we have to be called in. "And to my question," He started as he pulled to different coloured markers and a piece of paper, "You see, colour a circle with one marker, then colour a smaller circle inside the other circle, and then with the first marker, colour over the smaller circle. A colour inside of a coulour." He said as he was colouring.

"Thats easy. It means it hadnt mixed all the way. You know the cocoa powder needs to dissolve in the milk and if it doesnt dissolve all the way then you get the swirl or the color in the color. Imagine it is like if you make tea and dip the bag into the hot water. You will get a cloud of the essence from the tea leave and it is a color in a color. You and your questions." Ishtar then sighed.

Then a special report blared onto a holographic tv screen: "Just in. Councilman Sanderson was assassinated just moments ago. It is assumed that the perpetrators are part of the syndicate. Sanderson was very disliked by the syndicate and many other group because his strict regulation of modifications and allowing unorthodox measures to be used against illegals including using advance cyborgs against the syndicate. The assassins have been followed to building between the city hall and the central city mall."

"Crap. I hope they dont call us in because of this." Ishtar complained.

"Well, I hope we get to finish our drinks before they call us in. No doubt they will call us in," Kranor said as he watched the screen.

"And to what you said about cocoa mix and tea," he started, "That's true."

His phone buzzed. He picked it up and listened to what the person had to say, "You, and if you are with Ishtar Vellesia, have to go to the building between the city hall and the central city mall."

"We'll be there," Kranor said as he hung up, "Let's finish our drinks and go next door. But before we go next door, I would like to buy something..."

His eyes trailed off to the rainbow suit. Kranor sipped his drink until it was empty. He left money for both the drinks. "I'll meet you at the place."

Ishtar headed over to the building where the assassins were holding up. She walked into a back alley. Two panels on her back opened up and a white light came from the openings and her feet. She flew up to the eighth floor of the building and burst through the window. She could hear ruckus in the building. "What was that?" A voice said from a floor below her. "Go check!" Footsteps were to be heard from the staircase. "Kill or capture?" Ishtar asked over her telecommunications system to her chief. "Capturing would be a better option but you have the go to kill if they attack with gunfire." Her chief said.

The door to the staircase opened and a man with a gun in his hand appeared. "Surrender now and I will let you live." Ishtar said. Then the man said: "Never! I wont let a government pig like you control our city!" "Your city? This is the peoples city, not that of the syndicate. All I am is merely a protector of the lawful citizens of the city." Ishtar responded. Angered, the man began shooting at her with a smg. The automatic fire barely affected Ishtar. Ishtar began to giggle. "You need more firepower than that to even damage me." Her giggle soon turned into a laugh, a maniacal laugh. The man removed his hand revealing a gun barrel. "Oh so you are an illegal? Then it will make this a bit more fun." Ishtar said and started walking towards the man. The man started to shoot at Ishtar only to the effect of making bits of her artificial skin crumble off.

"Hurry up, up there! The helicopters are supposed to come any minute now." A voice said from a walkie-talkie to the man. The man then began to scream to his colleague: "I need help up here. This thing is barely effected by gunfire!" "Oh. Now I am a thing? That's mean to say." Ishtar said almost to him. Suddenly a bang from the side knocked Ishtar off her feet.

Another had come up wielding a 50 caliber sniper rifle. "Thanks man." The one said to the other. To them it seemed as if Ishtar was dead. The looked at her seeing half of her artificial skin come off her face and said: "What is she?" "Probably a cyborg cop or so." Another said. "Don't come too close to one of them. They could rip your head off or tear you in half without fully using their strength. By the way, that smile of hers is scary."

"Hehehehe." Ishtar was still alive. She was just faking it. "Hahahaha!" Her laughter became crazier by the second. The two men choked with shock. The one man emptied his sniper on her but she was still laughing. "That tickles!" Ishtar said as she got up. She pulled her pistol and shot one guy in the foot. She then grabbed the other guy by the collar and threw him in a chair. "Sit! Tehehe." She said. "Now you will witness the painful death of your friend here." The fingers on her right hand turned into metallic claws and she bore into the mans wound to take the bullet back out. "Sorry but we will have to amputate it." Ishtar said with a seriously face before reverting back to psychotic laughter. Her left hand split in half and out came a rotating saw. She then cut off the mans foot with the rotating saw. The man screamed in agony: "I dont want to die!" "Oh? You don't want to die? You should have thought about it before becoming a criminal." Ishtar said with a sinister smile. Then the other said: "You can't do this! We have rights!" "I was instructed that if you resist arrest, then you give up your rights and can be killed." Ishtar answered. Then she tore the injured man apart with joy. "Wait until our friend comes! He is a tank. And the helicopters will beat you too! The entire building is full of our guys!" The man on the chair said. Then Ishtar went up close to him and said: "Then I guess it will be raining blood and oil today." She then threw the man out of the window.

Kranor walked out of the mall and saw someone falling from the building. He jumped, suit and fedor in a bag in his left hand, and caught the one who was falling and burst through a window. "'Sup?" he asked.

The guy said, "Get off me!!" Obviously scared.

Damn Ishtar, you really had to do this? Kranor thought as he jumped out the window to the ground.

The police took the man in handcufs and put him in a vehicle. Kranor jumped to see where Ishtar was. Eighth floor. He rocked in and as he landed on the floor he looked at the bloofy mess on the floor "Daammmn Ishtar, you really had to do that?" Kranor asked, as he was pudging the dead body.

"I got the order to kill if they resisted arrest with gunfire and I did so." Ishtar said with a sinister smile, obviously not regaining her sanity. "They said the whole building was a syndicate nest and that helicopters are underway and that they have a tank friend who wants to get us." She then laugh and said: "The syndicate will watch us take one of their supposed tanks apart and get rid of a portion of their staff. Lets go and take care of this. This is going to be fun!" It wasn't sure if she was a sadistic, destroy the bad guys insane or a go all out, kill people and maybe kill innocents, megalomanic insane.