3 Scars

"So what's the plan?"

"The plan is follow me and shut up."

"Okay got it." Two can play this game Cassiel. She keeps moving her head as if she is scanning the wall for something, as we are up four stories she stops and draws out a pen from her leggings pocket. She traces a decent sized square as if she is..

The wall disappears the instant she connects the line and she steps in perfectly. The room was dark, but she walked straight over to the wall and started unplugging various things. I stood quietly even though I didn't want to waiting by the makeshift doorway.

"Carry these in your pockets." she starts handing me varies computer parts. I slowly put them in my many pockets while she hands me more. "Someone is coming, get to the car." She shoves me out the opening and my feet slide down the wall at a terrifying pace. I see her in the doorway and hear a yell as she flies through the air down four stories and lands next to the car gracefully. "Hurry up!" Men were looking through the gap in the bricks and she clicks the pen and it returns to a normal wall. Hopping in the car not fast enough to close the door before she speeds off. I have the chance to jump out, I can hope the anklet will break on impact or will stop working at a certain distance. I could break away from her right now. The problem is I am curious. All the scars on her even though she never lets me get close enough to touch her. Something bigger was going on here my senses knew it. I hesitate to close the door. I can still take care of the job from the inside, see what she really wants. I had this job, things just didn't start out right. She sped through streets and then turned her head towards me and my eyes were forced closed. I was assuming it was an electrical sensor now, I will look into that. She doesn't let anything slide. I hear us turn onto a gravel road and slowly that turns to dirt. We stopped and my eyes are released from the pressure holding them closed. The dinky cabin with a hidden secret loomed before me and I followed Cassiel inside.

"Hand over the chips." She puts her hand out and glares at me with her glossy brown eyes, I slowly reached into my many pockets and pull out six computer processing chips or whatever they were. I'm a fighter not a nerd like her, well I guess she is both. Damnit. She takes the parts and goes back into the basement for who cares why. I was left alone or more so than usual. She had no care for my well being or company. Walking to the kitchen slowly over fluffy black carpet. The fridge had almost nothing in it. Eggs, celery, orange juice! I cant even make anything! I let out a big sigh and close the door right as a screech comes from the basement. I cautiously step towards the stairs weary of attack. Cassiel is lying in the middle of the room on the cold concrete. I felt the need to rush to her aid, but I stopped myself before reaching out.

"What happened? Can I help?"

"I don't know, can you cure diseases?"

"Um, I don't…"

"Can you help me to my room. My legs won't work until tomorrow." I lifted her light body up the stairs into a very dark satin room and laid her down on the bed.

"I know you don't like talking to me but what happened?" She was silent, I thought she wouldn't end up telling me why she is in so much pain. I was proven wrong, she looks away from me unable to keep her emotionless stare pinned on me.

"When I was born I was experimented on, these are just some side effects of the procedures." She sighs as if trying to play it off, "Every couple weeks I have a day where I can't move my body." I stare at her scars again thinking how terrible the person was who had done this. "And don't you even think about taking advantage of the situation, I can still control your electrons and kill you if you creep on me." I slowly pull my hand further away from her. Well now I know how this trap works.

"How are you so smart and scary." I laugh trying to brighten the dark mood that loomed overhead, her dark shadowy room wasn't helping. It was a my style though.

"I know you like how smart and scary I am." her mouth twitches into a smirk for a second then disappears. Was that a hint of flirting right there? Did I catch that right??? "You see this scar above my eye." She pauses and I look above her long black lashes at the ragged scar. "They opened me up and implanted a computer into my eye, everything I see can be built, controlled, scanned, saved into my mind with one look. I'm not smart I just have access to all knowledge."

"That's really cool." I comment, but her eyes were fluttering closed.

"Make…. Hungry.." She was tired and shutting down and I was a kind and bored prisoner. I had run into the problem earlier of there being zero food in the cabin. After scrounging around without the distraction of a woman in distress, I compiled a decent recipe for pancakes and found a pan to cook them in. I took a break after making three and ate them without syrup. Dang I may be a professional bounty hunter but I made some really good dry pancakes.