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04:00 am, eastern standard time
New York, United Creations Of The World (UCOTW)
A young man wakes up and stares at his ceiling for a while, maybe it's for a couple minutes, maybe hours, we know, but he doesn't.
His silence is broken by a notification straight into his iris, a large box of text covering his eyesight
“GET TO WORK.”
This young man is named nick szpieg, he's about 16 years old, birthday january 6th, and he's currently getting ready for a long day of work
As Nick puts on his outfit for the day and pops a cigarette in his mouth his mind wanders to how he got to this point…
Nick was never really a good kid, he was confrontational, easy to anger, and always monotone, but he had one thing: his family
That was until the final war happened
World war 3 was already done and over with 30 years before nick was even an idea in his parents mind, but on september 7th 2160, a date no one can forget, one rogue missile from what was formerly the united states completely kick started everything.
It was a short war, started when Nick was a wee lad at 5 and went until he was 12, but the effects were monstrous.
His distant family was completely gutted by a missile strike, the szpiegs lost their home and were forced to live on the street, it was rough.
So like any good father, mr.szpieg got up off his ass and tried to help his wife and son
Kidding
He tried to kill both of them and himself after losing his mind and going insane.
Nick's mom and pa did not survive getting hit by the train but nick did
Not without losing a arm however
That's when UCOTW stepped in.
The new world government comprised of russian, china, america, europe, and some other nobody places, finally made the “ultimate peace treaty” and decided to ally themselves, permanently, by fusing the masses of land that's considered their territory together and making the “United Creations Of The World”
And UCO needs its own police force
So Nick was wobbling on the street, just having his right arm completely decimated by a train, disoriented and confused, and he bumps straight into a man, a strange strange man.
His name wa-
“Szpieg, pay attention”
Nick is snapped from his daydreaming and turns to see his commanding officer Adonlittle sitting next to him in a car. Nick's perception of time has always been… funky ever since he's started drinking.
With his profession it doesn't matter the age, you'll need something to wash down the pain
“Sorry Commander.” Nick says while looking out of the window “So who's the psycho I gotta track this time?”
“No clue, that's what we have you for szpieg.” Adonatille says while taking a bite out of a muffin
Nick glances down at the cigarette he popped in his mouth earlier
Its short, almost to the orange end of the death stick
How long was he daydreaming for…?
Nick looks at the time
5:00 am
Jesus.
Nick and Adonlittle leave the car and approach a dusty looking apartment complex
UCO cop cars have already surrounded the entire premises, a row of confused people trying to get into their home but being blocked by barricades
“You need me to come up and help you boy wonder?” adonlittle says with a smirk
“Your higher rank than me, i'll need the insurance for entry”
The two officers approach and enter the doors of the massive apartment complex and rise the stairs until they reach their goal: apartment 4B
3 officers are standing in the surrounding hallway, looks of disgust strewn upon their face
One of them looks towards nick and adonlittle
“Yo adonlittle, what's with the mini?” he says while pointing to nick
“Minis with me, he's gonna be the one going in”
The officer looks surprised and a little scared
“Really? I dont think a squirt should be looking at a scene like tha-’
“Director's order shithead.” nick says flicking his tapped out cigarette at the officer
“Now be on standby the suspects still in the apartment” nick says while taking off his jacket
“Hey you little scrubber watch- wait what?”
Nick turns to the officer with a confused face “you didn't recognize the lack of dried blood in the hallway and staircase? Plus no signs of entry or exit on the outside window, culprits still inside”
“Uh… no i didn't…” the officer says as the other 2 chuckle at him
“Whatever. Just be on standby.” nick says as he opens the door
Fowl.
That's the first word that entered his mind as he opened the door to the apartment, the smell of rotting corpses assaulting his nostrils
As nick moves to the living room he determines the source of the smell
A corpse, extremely mutilated and stabbed, strewn on the couch, blood absolutely everywhere on the small living quarters
Its old, about 4-5 days from look and smell alone
Nick takes a deep breath and points out his arm, flicking his wrist downward.
His hand deconstructions, moving backwards and revealing his trusty arm gun, modeled after a afk-47 from the old times of the 1900s
Nick screams out “I KNOW YOU'RE STILL HERE.” while slowly checking the house
As he scans the living quarters and bathroom and finds nothing he shouts louder, attempting to draw him out
“If you're trying to sneak attack me, I wouldn't recommend it! I'm armed and also a quick draw!”
Nick hears a footstep, ever so slight and turns to fire
Nothing.
Then there's a voice
“LOok WHaat TThey HHave DDone TTo YYou… AA INnocent CChild, CORrupted AAnd RRuined BBy TThose MMonsters…”
Nick violently turns and see nothing
Must be a install
“That voice… you're glitching aren't you? A little too much installation huh buddy?”
Nick starts backing up, going towards the kitchen and starts opening some cabinets
“Mind if I grab a bite?” Nick says, shuffling through the cabinets for a certain thing..
“YYou Ddont LLook AA DDay OOver E-E-E-E-eighteen, YYet TThey BBring YYou TTo SSolve AA HHomicide?”
Nick remains casual, finding what he needs and grabbing a cookie
“It's 16 installjunkie. I'm not that old.” as he readies something
“HHHAAHHHAAHHHHAAHHHAAHHHHAAA”
The assailant starts laughing, a glitchy terrifying mix of robotic noise and a evil cackle
Nick hears a footstep, and a click
A gun click
Nick finally reveals his secret weapon and chucks a bag of flour at the man
All of a sudden it's clear to nick: he's an invisible install, they were outlawed years ago but considering this is the slums…. He's not surprised
Nick doesn't waste any time, he flicks his wrist down, brings it out AND-
BANG
…..
Nick steps out of the apartment, covered in blood and cybernetic parts
Adonalitte looks unphased, and the 3 officers are horrified
“Jesus kid what happened there???” one of them says
“What always happens, some scrubber takes too many installs and loses his shit.” nick says while taking his coat and popping another cigarette
He looks at the time
5:30 am
Just in time.
“Caucasian male, 30 years old, mental deficiency due to overuse of illegal installs, homicide and attempted homicide of a officer, victim is 19 female, death by stabbing
Put that on the report will ya?” nick says
“Adonlittle, i need a ride”
Adonlittle looks annoyed and says “its commander adonlittle to you mini.
But sure i'll drop you off” she says
The 3 officers are stunned
One of them pipes up
“Uh w-where are you going?”
Nick looks back
“Me? Im going to school”