I lifted myself up kneeling, I dried off my face, I felt very empty inside, like I just lost much more than I really did. I took a good look around, I saw drones coming from the sky and police cars scattered all the roads.

I peaked at where Stafaker was at and I see them just start driving away making a U turn to drive east. I was tired, my motivation to do anything was at an all time low, I just wanted to be alone, to reflect, to sleep.

I stand up, try to not lay sight on Reba’s mutilated corpse, and started jumping roof to roof heading west. People were awake but were staying in their homes. They must be terrified. As I made my way west to land on the last mansion’s outside pool’s second floor, a police station with a drone hub base can be seen.

Its an awfully big police station for a small town, maybe this type of stuff isn’t so weird for them. Can’t blame them, a lot of underclass thugs must try to rob this place numerous times.

I see the west exit gate with two police cars blocking the road. I heard run from my behind and it was tan man with a baseball bat. He was running towards me, ready to strike me. As he come close, I left kicked him, knocking him to the pool making a big splash. He started to panic and swim to the other side. I check and jumped off to the ground.

I ran up to the gate, ready to dodge. A police officer came out of the driver side of the left car and started to pull out her gun. As I reach the car, she shout, “Stop!”. I jump on the roof of the left card, then the hood and made my high jump over the gate and rolled on the other side.

I got up and I heard from the cop, “Open the gate!”. The golden gate opened and I make my run. I look back and the cars put on their sirens and floor it towards me.

I took out my knives, look at my infected blooded knife and thought of the long term consequences if I were to infect more people with this, virus? I put it away and focus on waiting for the jump.

As they try to run me over, I jumped high but they braked and drifted towards me, I fell to the ground and the left car slammed into me on its right side, tumbling me to the ground.

I heard the doors open and I got up but was slightly dazed. Three gun fires shots sounded and a sting followed on my back. I fell to my knees and quickly got back up, made my run. More gun fire sounded, I looked at them, four cops. Overwhelmed and tired, I started to panic as I had to fight or flight response but couldn’t choose one. I choice to run but then I got shot one in the right leg and another in the left shoulder. They couldn’t made their way to my flesh but the bruising pain was apparent. I couldn’t outrun them and so I head but straight to them.

The cops went back to the other side for the drifted cars and the sound of Stafaker’s car came closer and closer and burst out of the two cars, crushing two officers between the automobiles and the military armour, glass shattering, then the head of the armour truck hit my face.

I then found myself laying on the ground, losing the grip of my right knife, I tasted a lot of blood and my eyes are barely open. I heard Dan yelling, “It is K three, it is K three.”. I heard guns fire and two people screamed in agony, then Stafaker bursted out, “Oh, I’m going to fucking beat the shit out of you.”. I tried to get up but then Stafaker stomped on my chest, it became really hard to breath. Stafaker declared looking at my face with prestige fierceness, “I’m going to use you as bait bitch, and you will pay for everyone that you murdered. The US shadows illuminate here, the new world is here! No longer will secret will be kept in the dark. With the power of ground travel, water travel, air travel and even space travel, with the power of the internet and with the power of real time recording, nothing can stop us! The new world is here, and everyone will be united! Those who are divided, will fall!”.

I tried to get off his foot but he was planted on to me, Dan concerned, “Damn, that was one hell of a speech. Maybe just come down. Knock her out and set up a hostage situation I presume.”. Stafaker said, “Oh we will, but we will be streaming this, as the world must know, as usual.”.

I question his fanatical believes but talking wasn’t easy, “The Canadian government have military codes, wouldn’t you want the public to know that.?”. He then left off his right stomp foot and dropped it on my face. It was painful and it felt like he almost crushed my nose. Stafaker dismissively drawl, “Shut up.”.

Dan approached me, “So are we going to...”. Then an explosion sounded at the armoured cars. Stafaker made another stomp to my face but I rolled to left. I lift myself but was kick in the left low body, dropping down. Stafaker shouted, “Oh, shit”. I heard pistol fire, I spit out blood, my vision was hazy, then I heard the armoured car drive away. Then foot steps sounded the earth towards my direction. I tried to look up but then I blacked out.

*

I struggled on a space of darkness, plumbs of red or green colours, screams echoing on invisible walls. A cat skull was on the floor, I picked up and kiss it. Then a feeling of surprise popped up and my eyes opened. I shook my head and realize that I was dreaming.

I looked around and see myself in the back seat of a moving automobile. The blood on my face was wiped and dried out. A seat beat was clicked on to me as intended and the driver seat on the left had no driver with the wheel making slight movements. I got startled and looked outside. The car was driving in some forestry area on a concrete road. I was relieved and see that the car was just self driving, but to where and who put me here?

I saw my bloody knifes in a small plastic case closes with the lid transparent. I reached over for them with my left and this other left hand hammer punch my hand, down towards the lid, breaking it. I yelled “Ow!”.

I returned my hand to my chest, holding it with my right. It was strong, too strong, and painful. Then a right hand swoop the case containing the knives, clings as it moves and K-1 popped her pony tail haired head, a grey light battle armour set by the NO-306, and dominating chipped, “Got yeah!”.

I was shocked, why was she in the self driving automobile? Was she the one who, saved me? My blood was boiling with anger and embarrassment. My right hand squeezing the chair, I said in a retained voice to contain my frustration, “What are you doing here?”. She happily replied, “Saving your small butt, quick feet. And what the fuck are you wearing? Like it so... tacky.”.

K-1 was the alpha female, and the NO-306 most favourite clone. She was the one who always took leadership in our hellish training courses. She teased us and was the common initiator of the maltreating. And yet she was the one that tried to put the group together. She sometimes tried to talk to me when I was alone in the virtual reality room, trying to convince me to embrace my heritage. I have always rejected and will continue to reject.

I calmed down a little, then she demanded, “Hey! I asked you a question dwarf. Just because your sticks are short doesn’t mean your thinking span isn’t.”. She always use demeaning words based on our oddities. I replied back with a pulse of hate, “A community, something that you will never have.”. She stop looking at me and said in as whispering voice of disappointment, “Still wondering on the perplexities of humanity.”.

It was quiet for a moment, only the car’s movements was heard. I had so much questions, why did she save me? How did she found me? Where is she bringing me to? What have she been doing these past weeks? But I didn’t wanted to say a word to her.

I was calm on the outside, but I was raging in the inside. My face cold but my true emotions flying. I close my eyes and opened my mouth, K-1 broke the silence, “If you are going to speak, open your eyes.”. I frowned, I kept them closed and ask, “Where are you bringing me?”. She said in a jolly voice, “Its a big all family reunion, and your the last one to come over. Oh and mama will be there, she will be so happy to see you.”. I took a deep breath, “So you know the original?”. She replied to warn, “She won’t like that when you call her, the original. She just want to be called like every other parent, mom or mother, but not mommy. You size doesn’t excuse you to call her such a childish term. And don’t you dare call her by her real first name, Kessa.”.

I opened my eyes. I didn’t want to see Kessa’s face, I don’t want to be near any of them. I may be curious but my hatred blocked my bridge building to find out who the original was. I questioned, “Why did she abandoned me, or us?”. K-1 sighed, and replied, “If you think it was her doing, it wasn’t. I asked the same question to her as well. Basically when she was working with the Browns company, they offer her to make clones, us, out of her DNA as she was their best client and that she will be able to be involved in the process of teaching us as soon as we we’re ready. Unfortunately during our development, she was also the client of a rivalling Soviet Russian syndicate which lead them to fire her and cut her off from the K project. They tried to murder her but well, she is alive and well, but old. She said she was eighty three.”.

I asked another question, “Was she involved in the breach?”, She replied, “Mom is the one that started the breach. She said she had maps and knew her way of exposing the old home’s weaknesses. We stayed and secured in the facility after the breach and aside from a few dead scientists. Everything was fine. Tho I will miss Dr. Kleiner. He was the sickest fucks out of them all.”.

Surprised, I asked, “Wait, you never left the facility in the first place? How are you here now.”. She explained, “Well. Its a little scary at first. I was sent for my first mission to track down a sniper that have been killing off members. I was at an abandon power station as were I found them. As that sniper kicked my ass, turns out to be mom and as she explained herself to me and how the facility could turn against our backs on us in the future, I shown her my respects and joined her. She claim that she wants to personally raise the K project for us to continue her legacy. She found the others in their own missions, promising a better life of independence and massacre delight.”.

I shouted with fierce conviction, “You think I want to be that witch’s predecessor?”. She get off her seat and tried to grab my next but I parried it way, undo my seat belt and get ready to kick my side’s door open.

K-1 said in a deep tone with anger fuelling its texture while staring at my eyes, pointing with her right hand, “Now look here you little shit, you are going to meet here and you are going love her with all your heart.”. I looked, then double kicked the door, opening it shaping to a crooked blunt.

The car stopped and started to beep, she tried to grab me but I swooped out the car onto my feet. I turn around, she open the front passenger door of the light grey car, I squat a little, she got up then I quick scooped the case with the knives from floor of the car. I duck down to avoid her grasp and quickly stepped back. She drawl in a warning voice, “Oh, mom isn’t going to like this.”. I did not care. I turned around and jumped over the road’s railing and into the woods down hill.

I took the knives out of the case but kept it since it must have been infected now. I heard K-1 scream, “K three! Come back here, or K five will sit in you for sure!”. I just kept on running, if she meets me again, I will fight back, and I won’t hold back.

I continued my way through the forest. The birds were chirping, sticks snapping under my feet sounded the windy leaves along the air. I couldn’t hear from K-1, hopefully lost her tracks on me. I saw an old building from the edge of the forestry. I exit out and saw a town that was silent, had dead bodies littering the streets, blood piled on the roads, cars crashed into each other, and crazed, half furred dogs with bite marks feasting on the corpses. And in the middle of the intersection that the highway connects to was an NO-306 carrier helicopter crashed with its face smashed and broken into two, with its contents spilling out, and in the middle of the rumble was a large, empty containment box that labelled, “SO-012”, next line, “Class: Bio”.