I open my eyes to see a white cracked ceiling. I was laying on a cold floor of the same colour. On my left was a toilet, on my right was a plain bed and in front of me was metal bars. As I clear up my mind, I realize that this was a jail cell.

I wasn’t wearing my techno trench coat, only with my black shirt, underwear and socks. It was cold, quite and eerie. My body fully recovered from the fight I just had who knows how long ago, but my hands were handcuffed.

Out of the cell was a camera and a chair along a hallway, the other side of the wall having no cells, was Stafaker recorded me sleeping? Stafakar came from the right, he said with delight, “Oh, look who woke up in their cage, well I mean you do belong there.”. Pissed, I asked, “What do you want now?”. Stafaker ignored me and started linking his laptop to the camera.

I screamed, “Hey! I said what do you want now?”. I try to restrain my strength to give the impression that I can’t break free out of here. I’ve bended metal bars before and I know I can break these handcuffs but if he knows that, he will restrain me again with violent means.

He typed on the laptop and started a stream on “My Real Life.”. It had about 50 million people were watching. Stafaker sit down on the chair with one leg crossing each other and his finger lightly tapped to each other.

Stafaker said in a deeper voice, as if he tried to sound like a detective or psychiatrist, “Okay world, we have K three, MLCP dash K dash three...”. I interrupted him asking, “Do you get a kick from this? Like you sound like you are doing this to boost your own ego.”.

He was silent, making a wide eye expression of disgust. I look at the stream and so did he. The chat box was filled with “Exposed” and the likes. Stafaker was frustrated, he said back to his serious voice, “Look, I am the truth bringer.”.

Back in that upper class neighbourhood, he wasn’t this insane, was he drunk with some sort of power or popularity, was the virus on my blade making him go insane?

He stated, “In two hours, the world will become a true democracy. One government, all a part of the system and can influence its outcome.”. I asked “How much influence?”. Stafaker replied, “You ask too much questions, like why are you so damn curious?”. I pointed out, “Look at the chat.”.

He took a good look and saw that the chat demanded that he answered my question. He did his ‘inspiring’ speech, “As you already know, the united nations have stated that every citizen will be able to vote, that every citizen will have governmental access only information as they too are part of our government. Every citizen will have political power, able to collectively decided on the fate of our nation. No merit, no royal blood required. It is a birth right.”. Baffled, I shouted, “Are you all stupid and crazy? Like everyone have bomb codes and can just access the military?”. He replied with a simple tone, “Yes, it will mean no more tyranny, but just the science.”.

I then asked, “How did you all even came to this conclusion?”. He told me, “You see, at the dawn of the twenty first century, monarchies and oligarchies were an out dated governance. With the power of the internet of the two thousands, as it was fast and common, everyone had a voice. In the twenty tens, I everyone was political, everything was political. Everyone had their views but they had no say in the grand scheme of things. Their commentary, they meant nothing in the system. Communities where bigger than they ever were before, and everyone was known. In the twenty twenties, machines that the common man can own the create objects only limited by computering technology, sophisticate AI and cyber physical systems meant that everyone could create and be their own bosses, small business blooming at every corner of the world, consumerism was at an end. And at the twenty thirties, protest arise everywhere, people were restrained by borders despise having more friends at the internet than their native geo location. The people distrusted their governance, they demand democracies, true democracies. The revolts begun, when I left and saw the activism that occur around the world, I knew I had to do something. My purpose called me, and I knew that the US was ones holding the power of the world with their mega corporations and suppressing the common man from innovating humanity further. That why we took them down. Through espionage and exposure. At this date, July twenty eight, twenty thirty nine. The world will be one, everyone will have power and the twenty forties will begin a new decade of individual liberties and human progress.”.

I took a lot of that in, got a big history lesson from that, but there was a big flaw to their plan, and it will change the world forever not in their favour, I told him, “You are not gonna have a one world nation tho.”. Stafaker laughed, “You think the outcasts can destroy our unity?”. I explained, “If everyone have the same political power, then they will use it for their own reasons. Even now, people are divided in communities, but soon when they gain that power, they will take them to the next level. They will try to gain interdependence, they will demand laws that cater to them, look out for their own people first. It will be a mob rule world but soon after they will rebel at each other. You juicing everyone won’t create a one world nation but have the current amount quadrupled.”

He looked at me like I have no idea what I’m taking about, “Heh, like you would know, you are just a murderous clone of a monstrous assassin. Besides, its not like we are arming every civilian with an RPG, just the information. How harmful can that be?”. Even more baffled, I yelled, “Then why did you expose me like that? You are beyond reasoning at this point.”.

He observed his stream, then he said in an angst voice, “Well I gotta close the stream. You stay here, we will deal with you later.”. He ended the stream, packed up his camera and laptop and left from the left.

I wait about ten minutes, make sure he nowhere near me, then I broke the handcuff off my wrists, making nice snapped noises, then I kicked the jail door open, then head right.

I walked down the hallway and found an exit. I looked around to find any of my possessions but didn’t see anything. I left the building and see myself on an island of the Syfia city’s east lake with the sun rising. I saw a gate closed that had a road leading back to the city. Seagulls were eating garbage at the grass of the prison facility and aside from them, it was quite.

I saw Stafaker’s armour car damaged at the front entrance of the prison, but nobody was there. I check to see if any of my items were there, and they were there. Happily, I took them and put them back on. I jumped over the gate and made my way back to the city.

As I entered the city from the east side, I noticed a bar lit up, “Candy Chews”. A weird name for a bar. I’ve also seen other parts of the city lit such as a hospital, most likely back up generators. I entered the bar and seen no one. I had myself one glass of wine and two pieces of bread. I came out and heard a commercial aircraft engine soaring the skies and saw a plane at a distance flying at a very low altitude but was rising up. As it gain height, it started to angle up then its engine stop. It was quite the plane stop in place, then started to drop.

I was so mesmerized by what I just saw. I’ve seen planes fly all the time, but to see it just did what it did was freaky.

It was plummeting into the city, it left my sight behind the buildings and then I heard the explosions of its impact. I just stood there. Thinking hypothesizes of what happened to that aircraft.

I shook my head and my mind can only think of that damn plane. I just made my way to the crash site.

As I reach there, there it was. The plane, it was on fire, wreckage everywhere. The bottom half was nearly all rubble but the head was still recognizable. There was no dead bodies, or at least, I couldn’t find.

I just stared at it, not like I had anything else better to do.

I heard foot steps behind me, I took a look back and saw K-6 with her long eye lashes wearing a red dress and an axe. And at that moment, I realize that I’ve made reunion with every K clone. I got sick and tired of this.

K-6 was the most outgoing of the five, she as a social butterfly described in books. She love to talk, party and always have something to say, while K-2 will at times talk a lot, K-6 never shuts up. When someone else is discussing, she will say something, even if its just pointlessly repeating what they said quietly. She enjoyed drinking and watching movies of all kinds expect horror. She enjoys the axe as she states it has so many practical uses, murder, busting out doors, cutting ropes. She is not wrong but I prefer my knives.

I look back at the plane and just stared at it while keeping my ears on her. As she gets closer, I rudely question, “What do you want?”. She replied back in a concerning voice I’ve never heard from her before, “I know you been through a lot. I saw the plane and I wanted to see the what happen. I was like, yo I gotta see that, I wonder how much the others saw it. Oh did you...”. I cut her off, “Shut, it!”. She whisper, “Oh, sorry.”.

It was silent for a few seconds, then I heard her drop the axe to the ground. She took a few steps closer.

She said, “I know that you don’t like us very much, you never did, and you are probably spoiled by life of the masses, as you always wanted, and...”. She stopped, I’ve also never have heard her talk like that, I turn my head left, seeing her with her arms crossed, looking slightly down. She continued, “And I think that is okay, I think you should continue with your life as the way it is. You are your own person and like you, I think you should do wants be for you. No point having you tag along if you are just going to be miserable. But just remember that we are family, and if you ever need anything, you will always find comfort in our circle.”. I looked at her but said nothing. She informed me, “They are looking for you and I think you should leave the city.”.

Thinking that it may be some sort of double think trickery, I asked, “Why are you helping me?”. She replied, “Because I love you.”, Then turn around, pick her axe up and left.

After she went left on the next intersection, I made my way east, out of the city. I observed every corner, make sure their was no tricks, then I got a phone call from “Dan”. I wonder how he got this phone number, is it the Dan that I know back at rural New York state? I picked it up and greet “Hello.”. I heard Dan tearing up, “K three?”. I confirmed, “Yes that’s me, how did you got this phone number?”. He answered, “Its Reba phone, I just hacked it and renamed it Dan and found you on the contact list. Look I don’t have much time, Stafaker have gone completely crazy you need to silent him, permanently! His mentor Kessa wants to see him and discuss, plans. He already convince thousands to commit violence to their governments, costing lives. He is at the Lunar skyscraper at Syfia city, him and his goons made a fortress out of it so be careful.”. I asked him, “Why me?”. He replied hurrying, “Look I don’t have much time, she coming. Your the only one that can do the job. The other nations won’t don’t shit, the K clones won’t do it because they are loyal to Ke... Oh fuck, she’s here.”. Then I heard a bang, then the phone hang up. It was unnerving, I then put my phone away and stop walking.

I took out my right knife and stared at it, I felt like I was stuck, I felt like I had to take this situation differently. I’ve felt that everything I strive for didn’t went well because of my old way, my way of running away. Running. But no I couldn’t be with them, they brought so much pain, but I tried to think in a different light. Maybe K-6 didn’t try to bring me back. Maybe she cared for me. Maybe she just want me to be free because she cared about my happiness.

I look up, trying hard to find any happy moments with the facility, first was the times when I was alone, reading books, playing video games, running, but then I found a bridge in my mind, K-4 was the one that recommended me the best books. K-2 was the one who found for me one of my favourite platformer game, ‘Landtopper’ and K-1 and K-6 scared the scientists to have me get free time on the underground gym field. But that just a couple of good apples among a muck of rotten fruits.

I look at my right knife again, everyone knows that I was raise to be an assassin, and I rejected it my whole life, I ran from it. I only killed to defend myself, never proactive. But then I realize how all that training, all that abuse, all that techniques saved my life. And I may have been a clone, raised in a laboratory, but I am a super human. I can lift boulders, jump immense heights, immune to all disease and is possible, the fastest animal in the world.

I don’t have to become an assassin, but just trying to run away was naive. Even in my Technovania life, my powers helped those I cared. Beating and stealing invaliding scripts, doing the intense labour, cutting all the fat the Chony hated, helped Grang smuggle things at the night with the help of my dark vision, and catching Reba from falling off her chair when I was twenty feet away and no one else was there.

I looked back at the city and know my responsibility, I had to kill Stafaker, and this time, I have the advantage of the shadows.