January 6th 2076, Monday, 12:15
Night city, city center, Arasaka Academy
Stacy pov
I enter the canteen, and alredy see most gazes drift to me, ignoring how some stay longer on my tits than they should.
"Hey Stacy, looking good" thanks Josh, just what I want to hear whilst you grope your 4th girlfriend this month.
"You heard about what Jenny did? She got caught
stealing from the vending machine" yes, I've heard Himiko, the whole school is having a laugh at her.
I sigh, but keep my smile. Laugh at their jokes, try to enjoy my tine with my "friends". Yet I can't help but look at the jerk messing with the junior by the water fountain, deciding to give him a taste of his own medicine.
"I swear your his favorite student, he always keeps his eye on you" right, on my tits that is, imagining fucking my mom before giving me a good grade, irrelevant of my effort
I split my focus, hacking the fountain with my cyberdeck, and instead of a jet of water, I make it send out a stream right onto that prices pants, before turning it off. " Tsk, that perverted? You know how many times he almost acidentaly touched me!?" Is what I wanted to say, but chose not to, instead being about whether or not id go to the party at Kyle's place. "I'd love to go guys, but I can't, gota keep those grades up you know, otherwise I'd just be a hot dumb blond" I say, finishing my meal, joining in on the laughter of the prick, looking like he pissed himself.
On my way to the doc, I pause, gaze lingering on the traffic lights, before hacking into them, turning them green. What's the point of being a neetrunner if your not goba use your skills.
After grabing a deleman, I arrive at the entrance to a alleyway, deciding to visit one of the friends I get along with, entering the esoteric shop, as Misty is cleaning a glass ball of sorts, before shoting me a smile
"Stacy! You here for your check up?"
"Yup, any thing new in my horoscope?" I don't realy belive in all that, but she dose, and I'm willing to respect that.
"A great change in your life, difficulties and joys await you, in the bear future" she says mystical.
Corection, i'm willing to somtines respect it.
Sighing go down the stairs behind the backdoor, going down yo Viks clinic, hearing the old boxing vids playing on his monitor
"Hey Vik, about tha-" I get shot down instantly
"no, absolutely not you are. I just upgrades your Cyberdeck, your not geting a kerenzicow" he says, loking up from whatever cyberware he was working on, his gaze lingering on the photo on his desk, before turning to me. "Now lie down so I can make shure you haven't fried your brain"
I fake pout, but do as he says. He might not show it, but he dose care. As he start running my chek up, my eyes linger on the photo on his desk, his arms around a young tanned boy, black hair, red eyes. He looks like a cute 8 year old, exept for two things, his unimpressed look like he is judging the camera, and his arms...
Pov Jayson
"So kid, how's the view of your old home? Been five years right, must've missed it" says the AV pilot, as we fly over night city.
5 years, it's been 5 years I think to myself. Wonder how viks doing, probably pissed I never called back after the incident.
Before I can get to lost on nostalgia, I get a com.
"Cyberpsycho sighted 5 minutes from you, deal with it" cones the voice of the "Comander", tho he might as well be the Chief with how much power and funding we have.
Soon we're above the target, some animals chik, I'd recognize that roided up frame anywhere.
"Huh, since when did the no chrome animals go psycho?" I ask
"Some started using minor amount if chrome, others new untested cocktails to boost their muscle mass, some things changed, tho prety shure youd give them reason to chrome out more" the pilot says, eying my arms as I step to the edge, putting on my helm, before dropping down.
Sigh, home sweet home I guess.
???pov
Smashing cars and turning civilians into paste, that what I feel, as my body runs hot, muscles tearing, vision red, ringing in my ear. Then I hear a crack, as somthing lands on the street, hard. Turning my body, my neck to muscled to turn, I see the smoke clear, standing on the broken asphalt Is a figure, both familiar yet difrent. On its chest it reads MAX-TAC, Yet the gear looks modified from the standert issue gear of the NCPDs Borg squad.
Stark white metal plating, bulkier, a seventh larger optical lense in the center of the helm, elongated antenna at its side. It's gear bordering on exosuite territory.
Most notable of all tho, we're that it had four arms.
Pov Jayson
Feeling the weight of my custom armor, I stand up, and look at my opponents. One psycho road bitch and her cheers quad of 7. I won't even need my ares for this shit.
I breath in, and activate my Sandevistan, unoficaly calked Tar MK 2, non existent on paper. Soon I'm before one of the cheer squad, tearing his arms apart, before riping another's head off. Next I target their runner, Smashing his head in, whilst my two other hands tear out his colleagues spines out. The next guy I punch into the last girl, pasting his organs and crushing her spine, before turning my Sandi of standing infront of the psycho, waiting on the callback.
"Alisa yorganov, no value, dispose" the HQ informs, as she punches me in the head, tilting it, as I felt her punch trough the armor, before punching a hole trough her.
???POV
There were no screams. First i was lokimg at the metal monstrosity, the other gang members cheers bearly registering trough the ringing, before he vanished. Next thing, he was infront, waiting for somthing. I punched, and felt it connect, bones shattering. Yet his head barely moved, before I felt a pain my stomach, his two left arms punched straight through, before riding back out.
Flatline
I lay in the darkness, sweating and gasping for breath when
"David, dinner is ready."
I gulps removing my headset, before storing my newest EBD. Holy shit, what was that thing, sone Max-Tac drone, had to be, right. But the way it moved, not even drawing its weapon, that sounds to much like your avrage Max-Tac borg.
"David get down here before the food gets cold!"
I scramble out, thoughts still on the four armed Officer
"coming mom" I can't help but imagin what such power feels like, such speed.