Destraughtem's
Reach
[Rating: General
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Length: Short ···
Genre: Futuristic Sci-fi
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Word count: 559···
Completed: No]
The whole city stank of neglact. Graffiti peppered every
possable wallspace, including the 'police' headquarters,
if you could call them police. Corrupt as a damaged computer
virus, they were sometimes worse then the numerous criminals.
Criminals like the ones who were harrassing Halo and Ludy
at that moment.
They had decided to go for a day of shopping, having
saved their allowence for weeks. Just as they were leaving
a shoe store, they were confronted with a group of snooty-looking
thugs.
"The brunettes hair offends me." Said one of
them in a high pitched wail.
"The other's legs are too thin for that color socks,"
Said another, smirking.
Never one to cower, Ludy pushed Halo aside, pulling out
a small oblong from her pocket.
"Go away, checkout hags. See this? It's a sputstick."
She proffered the weapon menacingly.
"Dont you know anything?" Asked the final thug.
"Oblong weapons are so last season. I'm surprised
you still have that junk." Ludy, looking more irritateed
advanced, oblivious to the fact that her friend was tugging
at her sleeve. With a 'SPUT!' Ludy pressed a button on
top of the oblong and a sticky, highly corrosive liquid
sped out towards the thugs. It then suddenly changed direction
and rushed back into Ludy's face. Halo, who had been trying
to warn her of the incoming breeze, helped her hunched
friend to the nearest toilets. The checkout hags just
laughed and looked for another person to pick on.
"My cloathes have been eaten right through,"
Ludy called from a cubicle after whiping the corrosive
liquid from her skin.
"I'll go buy you something, we still have some credits
left." Halo offered. quickly ducking into a second
hand store, she bought the cheapset thing in Ludy's size
and rushed back to the toilets.
Timidly opening the cubicle door a crack, Ludy passed
out her ex-clothes and grabbed the rather loud dress that
Halo handed her.
"I think I'll just stay in here, thankyou."
She muttered.
"What were you thinking! This is worse than being
naked!"
"It was all we could afford. Come on."
"Bette, where back!" Halo called, pushing the
door of their small shared flat open. Toby, Bettes' cybernetic
dog, was waiting for them.
"What a lovely dress, Ludy," he sniggered.
"you little...I dont know why Bette bought you. It
may as well be stencilled on your stomache- Cybernetic
rabies alert" Replied Ludy curtly as Halo too off
her hat.
"So what do you have on yours?" Asked Toby,
sniggering (well, as close to a snigger as cybernetic
dogs could get)
"This side up." She replied, reaching for the
door to the main room.
"You dont want to go in there," Toby warned,
but it was too late.
"Oh my g..." Halo whispered from behind Ludy's
shoulder.
Their flat had been ransacked. Nothing was left intact-
even the window was smashed.
"I've delt with the intruder." Toby informed
them. It was in a cybernetic dogs programming that, if
someone was to kill their master, they must kill them.
"Bette..." Halo, putting two and two together
realized that her old friend was dead.
"Oh, I'm officially yours now Ludy, it was in Bettes'
will" Toby said, turning to the stunned woman.
"What a sick sence of humour she has- had..."
Ludy muttered, stepping through the door and kneeling
to identify a lump of melted plastic.
**TO BE CONTINUED**
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